#you all gonna stress yourself out

[mamaangiwine]

Speaking as someone who has been interpreting dreams professionally for two years now, I feel that people shouldn't even entertain the idea of a "prophetic dream" until they can:

1) At the very least, discern the personal and unique language of their own dreams.

And

2) Understand that "prophetic" very rarely means "literal and tangible outcome".

#you all gonna stress yourself out #prophecy is really not the end all be all of dream interpretation anyways #its better used as a tool for personal spiritual growth #beginner magic #dream interpretation #dreams #divination #magic practicioners #witchblr #witches #wizards #sorcerers

[loaflovesdoodling]

HSHSHSHDNSJFJSSBSHDHSJXSB I JUST HAD MY BRACES TIGHTENED YESTERDAY AAUAGSHHSHSS THE PAIN OW OW OWIE OUCH I JUST WANNA BITE SOMETHING AAAAAABAHXBDBDHDHD

#loaf's rambles #braces #tw biting #tw hand biting #GUYS DW HELP THIS AIN'T NO SELF HARM AAAAA #I BARELY EVEN LEAVE MARKS HELP IT'S OK ABDBDHDBDBD #GIVE IT A COUPLE DAYS THE PAIN IS GONNA BE GONE :'DD #AND TO ANYONE THAT DOES BITE THEIR HANDS AS SELF HARM #please stop punishing yourself #it's going to be okay #if you need to physically let it all out I suggest you use a stress toy of sorts #just please don't hurt yourself #alrighty? #I'll be here if any of you need to talk <33

[pornbotnot]

The moment this bastard realised he was in love.

#yeo taeju #kim euihyun #low tide in twilight #dumb gay #yeo taeju is canonically an idiot #the dumbest of all the tops in all of yaoi history #your omega is the single most traumatised baby in the city idiot #stop stressing him out #he's gonna cry and then you're gonna have to beat yourself up for being a dick to him #oh wait #that's what you doing right now #😂 #fucking idiot just tell him you love him #he might beat you up the first few times but he'll maybe start to believe you a teeny tiny smidge if you keep at it for the next five years #euihyun is so damaged

[that-was-anticlimactic]

how about... and hear me out... we stop reducing cole ninjago’s personality to food?

#literally so sick of it like it isn't even funny anymore #and this is at the fandom more than the show right now #like first of all - cole Clearly had an eating disorder and while that probably wasn't intentional on the writers' parts... #i mean. cole Literally started binge eating after watching his friend explode. come on. he was Never like that before s4. #and like he is Clearly at least a little insecure about it but no let's make jokes about how cole eats all the time hahaha #like the amount of times i have clicked out of fics or refused to reblog art solely because all the ninja are doing their thing and then oh #look there's cole eating cake hahaha so silly not like he's a ninja or anything :D #do better #it just infuriates me Especially since it is CANON that cole stress eats (because making fun of stress eating is so funny... show / fandom) #and he's my favorite character and it sucks to see him constantly portrayed as this food obsessed ninja who has no depth aside #from the 'there's not gonna be cake?' throwaway joke from s2 that Clearly only became a reoccuring thing because the fandom flipped out and #became obsessed with it like Yes it was funny but my God y'all have taken it to an entirely different level and the show bounced off of that #not to say that no one should ever draw or write or mention cole with food but if all you draw him with is food or if he's doing something #with food every time you write for him then you should Prolly take a step back and ask yourself why you're doing that and how you're #portraying cole as a character because he CERTAINLY has more depth than 'i love cake and also junk food tehehe protecc' #this has been in my drafts for a month and i just saw something along these lines on insta so i’m angry and posting it lol #ninjago #cole brookstone #cole ninjago

[bredforloyalty]

i don't even hate research i think this house my parents just deplete me

#like you're gonna bring me into existence and then berate me for being hurt and struggling and then struggling more when you keep #yelling at me and simultaneously telling me i should be able to do everything and i have it so good And listing off all my mistakes and #character defects and saying it's all my fault and also i make you so stressed you're gonna kill yourself. and also that i should leave if #this is not good enough for me #how am i supposed to react. with joy and confidence? how the fuck am i supposed to conjure up power like for real from where #I'm very sad about your abusive marriage mom. very sorry for you i ache every minute of every day #but since. get this #i am your child. since i am your child i am not responsible for you... rather it's been the other way around for a lot of my life #so if me being insecure and unhappy makes you unhappy maybe stop screaming in my face that it's my fault #(in addition to your unhappiness which is also my fault). because it has not made me a better person or easier to handle for the last like #decade. just a suggestion though i'm not an expert #and under these fuckass circumstances i won't be. because i'm not getting this fuckass degree because i keep getting stripped of #what i could be #but i'm climbing out on god i'm climbing out right now #i think. i'll try #kata.txt

[bellincurl]

I appreciate those posts about how getting out of abusive places is hard but ultimately really freeing, and opening yourself up for like genuine kind connection, like that is true, my life is indescribably happier and safer now. But also holy shit. I want so much more, I’m exhausted. I’d give anything to have a place to run back to or some kind of older figure to tell me I’m doing good and I can rely on them if I need it yknow? I’m scratching at reparenting and trying to be kind to myself but it’s hard when I really am all I’ve got out here.

#Like self care and rest and loving yourself is all good. it's what you need to do right but #there's just no space for it. things haven't ever settled down enough for doing proper inwards work. #like i'm ugly so i'm ugly. if parents or a partner not being a concept in my life then that is what it is. if im doomed. then that's that #it's easier to just take it than dream of anything a little bigger or warmer right now. #i'm gonna keep wriggling till it's over and i'll probably have a good time bc i;m a little stupid and a lot more stubborn #but i'm so aware that it's not how i want to live. it's frustrating but i know this is my best. i know i'm doing as much as i can in this. #i need a job so i can stop stressing about money and crawl back out of my trauma delusions #like it's acutally so violently unproductive to spend hours picking at my appearance bc im not a hot skinny twink and #i need to be hot and fashionable to Make up for being the bearer of the curse or whatever like stop. i'm actually sooooo sick of you dog (me #being hot woudln't have made my parents treat me better get over ittttttttttttttt #anyway #lmao <3

[missshame]

I hate studying I just wanna create stuff and see the world I hate how little control I have over my life

#Let's make it clear I know I'm lucky to get higher education and I'm grateful for it + knowledge can be the greatest tool #It's just that medschool is killing me and there's just too much stuff to learn and I'm struggling so badly with it that at the end of the #day it feels like I'm not learning anything and I'm completely dumb and uneducated #I'm not even a good student but it takes all my energy and even when I'm not studying I rarely have the energy to do anything #The only thing I sorta do consistently is working out because it makes my brain shut up for a while and it helps the muscle pain I got from #All the stress and sitting at my desk/working long days at the hospital #Anyway I love complaining sorry #I just feel like I had /have a very creative artsy nature and I'm really suffering from the lack of it like not in a I don't have enough #time for my hobbies and to relax #Which is already bad enough btw I don't think it should be considered normal for anyone to be too exhausted to do anything outside of work #But I really feel it in a I'm not myself anymore it's hard to move forward and build confidence and a sense of self while having a life so #far away from what you love and feel like you need + denying yourself what you desire the most can't be good to your brain let's face it #Anyway long story short first thing I'm gonna do when I finally get my degree is by me some drums learn the guitar and paint on the walls #And in the meanwhile Idk do I keep living this way? If I do will I go completely insane? #Or do gift myself the right to give up on the idea of being a slightly less bad student and do I say fuck it and start living my life now ? #Idk! Idddkkk !!! #Oh my god

[bruh-anator3000]

"You dont have to diagnose every emotion with a mental illness" and having a mental illness should and do co-exist. Yes, i have chronic depression and anxiety, but the stress I'm feeling rn doesn't have to Be Something. My ADHD is very real but sometimes I just can't do things for the sake of being actually tired.

I don't need to categorized every single feeling into "oh its bc i have xyz" let me feel it, and let it go. The more I realize this, feeling things get easier. My rule of thumb is if this Not Great feeling lasts longer than 3 days, then I'll do a deep dive of my emotions and see whats going on. Otherwise, im tired. Im gonna feel tired for a little, but keep moving on with life. Wasting energy on what does this tired mean? Isn't going to make me less tired, less depressed, less whatever. It's just going to make it worse if I dwell on it.

"I'm so sad rn" does not need to be disected sometimes. Feel sad. Be sad. Then do something to make you feel less sad. Not a distraction from it, but a genuine way to make you feel better. Go for a walk, bake something, turn on ur fav childhood show, help yourself feel better instead of trying to diagnose yourself.

#rants of someone who is tired of how boxed in everything feels #being sad doesn't have to mean you have depression #you dont NEED to get these things checked out ALL THE TIME #That being said if ur feelings of stress or something are prolonged then you might benefit from asking a doctor #im just saying sometimes you're gonna be sad and the sooner you let yourself be sad the easier it'll be to deal w it

[veone]

daily reminder that at the end of the day people make mistakes and should acknowledge that and grow from it. if people have an issue with that mistake they have that right and that’s fine. Not everyone’s gonna like you and no one’s just out here perfect. everyone’s got flaws and shit they need to address and work on. some of its not that deep but some of it is.

#this is towards everyone eveyywhere 😘 including myself #I just handle certain situations differently not give certain energies tossed my way any of my attention but I know it’s hard #also y’all are to young to be this stressed all the time #sometimes it’s good to argue sometimes it not #don’t sit pissed for days on something you wanted to say #this is vauge vauge but if this applies 👀 I just wanted to put in my two cents #grow from ya mistakes and prove people wrong and hold that same energy for ya friends and allies because ain’t nothing more ugly then a #hypocrite #don’t dish shit out you couldn’t take #also stop sending y’all friends everything someone says about them your a dick 😂 like I would be pissed it every five minutes my bestie or #an anon was like this person is saying this about you like so?? do you want me to be upset #out her gassing ya friends up for something that should’ve been ignored #everyone gets talked about it’s life that people #but if you choose to bring stuff up to ya friend be smart about it and think about the outcomes and how that friend reacts to stuff and #people who are talking about people accept people are gonna be mad and pissed your talking about then don’t victimize yourself #and deflect #veone rants #I unfortunately am an optimist I feel like simblr would be a better place if people just talked through stuff more #like continues speaking and if that goes on for weeks it needs to #I know y’all are tired of the revolving conversation #finish them first

[sapphic-schizo]

can't believe i'm crying over this stupid shit too i need to just kill myself already it's seriously pathetic

#my situation's pathetic my feelings are pathetic my words are pathetic #i'm supposed to be an adult but all i can do is whine online about not getting what i want #and like it's all my own fault anyways #all i did in college was fuck around and barely graduate #while my friends were doing internships and renting apartments and saving up money #i spent whatever money i earned on alcohol and drugs #because i was too pathetic and weak to handle being alone for like half a year #and now i have no skills no experience no money no friends no future #i couldn't even rent a room because i'm so stupid and useless i managed to fuck that up #so now i'm 25 living at home never had a place of my own working a stupid part time job #i want to go to japan but it's never gonna fucking happen #i can't even rent a stupid fucking room how am i gonna be able to do something like that #i'm so fucking stupid for even thinking i could honestly #i'm not a resourceful independent world traveler #i'm just a lazy coward shutin who gets stressed out by phone calls #and whines about doing dishes on the internet #no one even benefits from me being alive #i suck all the joy out of every room because i can't even be nice to people #also acutely aware that these temper tantrums get significantly less charming every year that goes by #like yeah maybe you should just kill yourself instead of making people read this shit #who the fuck would even care about this dumb shit #just endless whining she never shuts the fuck up

[yelloworangesoda]

this got away from me

#i wish i was a rich pretty guy or something but instead im a regular looking regular guy with parents that earn regular money #i was born to be one of those annoying bratty rich kids who dont work ever. that should be me #or something. i complain about work constantly but guys i do not want to go to school. i dont. i dont. i dont i dont. i dont i dont and i #dont know what to do about it. its spring. ive got like a month to figure out how im getting out of this #im not doing this i cannot do this. i cant i cant i cant. im so stressed i can tell im so stressed bc im getting acne and my eczema is awfu #its only a matter of time before i break out in hives or some shit i cant do it i cant do it. i cant. i cant #god everything is really getting to me. i cant i dont have a place here i dont i have no purpose in life and everyone just wants me to act #like. thats not true bc um. well! haha what are you gonna do! haha its fine. keep moving forward. ignore your anxiety and the fact that #everything makes you miserable constantly. and even the things that make you happy make you miserable. ignore that #go to college. normal ppl go to college :) no you want to sleep all day because youre not doing anything. which is a personal failure. #you should instead do something that makes you miserable. thatll fix it. dont kill yourself thats stupid. you have so much to live for! lik #um. well youre supposed to live. so. ignore yknow everything in the world and push forward. bc it will get better! once um. #um. yknow. you graduate in 8 years? be a dentist…. um bc. you like teeth. and it makes money. and well you need the money! youre going to #college!!!! you need that money to pay for it after all. dont think about it dont think about it dont think about it dont think about it #its okay we’ll do everything we can to make it cheaper. to do the thing you dont want to do at all even a little bit. no dont kill yourself #you have so much to live for! a career in something youve never been interested in! or yknow a different career youre not interested in #i dont want to kill myself!!! i dont want to kill myself i want something to fucking live for!!!!!! a want a life that doesnt make me feel #like i have to kill myself!!!!!!!!!! #simons spouting #vent :( #suicide //

[onelonelystory]

the other day a bag that should have been PURPLE TAGGED!!!!!! ended up in the cart completely unmarked and I cut my hand open when it unbalanced me so I’m sorry but I’m not feeling very charitable rn lol

#when I first started on the ramp I was a lot more sympathetic to like #‘oh airlines are just squeezing every dollar out of their passengers so I’m gonna break the rules’ #bc I get it. I really do. plane expensive travel stressful sometimes you want to make things easier for yourself #but in the end all of it is shit that either we or the inflight crew have to deal with #when you think that your little trick is fine bc it doesn’t make an immediate difference To You #it makes a difference to us! and also to whether your flight gets out on time! #please follow the rules! #like hey I love troublemaking I fully endorse troublemaking but at least know you’re making trouble for everyone ig #and also I don’t like you

[potpiehead]

I literally need to change everything because oh my godddddddd

#always trust how you feel about your life after 12:30 am. thats when u are truly worn down by the stress of day-to-day life AND the #reality of the actions you need to take to do radical shit in your life is less of an obstacle :P #your intolerance of your current circumstances is absolute minimum and your aversion to the other option and all that entails is also #absolute minimum #when u just get out of bed and get to partake in the mundane enjoyable things of your actually very bleak life u are fully distracted from #the reality of it #that inner voice that tells u that everything sucks at 2 in the morning and the inner voice that tell you u can get a masters degree and #become a marathoner and a famius professional artist are both you speaking to yourself. its not an angel and devil on ur shoulder those are #thoughts coming from a place of desperation and u should at least write it down and sleep on it and take it seriously #i just applied to a bunch of jobs and moved my school schedule around and im gonna drop the epic 2 weeks notice tomorrow #it feels all overwhelming and horrible but much much less bad now that ive taken at least one step. #the problem is i dont know what i want. well kind of. idk

[bigfatbimbo]

on my knees begging for some Lucifer smut. Hes such a dork I need him biblically 😭

OMG LITERALLY SAME I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WANNA EAT HIM UP 🫶🫶

anyways i’m obsessed with him so i’m gonna do nsfw hcs and a little drabble at the end bc bestie i need him too

art by hellpple_hz on twitters

❀˖° So let me just say, if been a long time since he’s gotten laid so he’s probably so nervous about it.

❀˖° I could see him being a switch but never really a hard dom, more of a sevice top. Like when he tops it would be all about your needs.

❀˖° He definitely loves, probably prefers, when you take control and treat him. He loves feeling cared for it’s so sad.

❀˖° Has a huge praise kink, giving and receiving. He just likes to know he’s doing well. 

❀˖° “good boy” “pretty boy” “pretty baby” are his favorites because he really wants to feel appreciated by you.

❀˖° If you call him on of those during sex he’ll probably whine on the spot because he’s just pathetic like that.

❀˖° Intimacy while doing it is a must. Like please hold his hand when you tell him you’re close. He wants to feel as connected to you as possible.

❀˖° I’m pretty sure Lilith canonically pegged him so… yeah he’s very into that. Being fully taken care of by you while you’re fucking your strap into him.

❀˖° He’s the king of hell and he’s probably very stressed all the time so not having to think or make decisions would make him very happy.

❀˖° When he tops, I feel like he also praises you a lot. I also don’t see him being too dominate and rough.

❀˖° His style is definitely more gentle and caring as he fucks you. He fucks you like you’re made of porcelain, not wanting to break you and only wanting to let you know how perfect you are.

❀˖° I don’t think he’s extremely kinky but I do think he’s SUPER VOCAL. Have you heard his voice? he just sounds like he whines.

❀˖° If you praise him too much he probably tears up under all the attention. Lovingly fucking him and telling him he’s perfect? He will actually cry.

❀˖° When he goes into subspace he’s actually so cute. He just begs you to tell him how well he’s doing and that you love him. To the point where he doesn’t even understand anything else if it’s not praise.

❀˖° Also very sweet during aftercare! Definitely makes breakfast for you the morning after.

“Just like that baby, you’re doing so good for me,” you cooed as you rode lucifer into what be another orgasm of the night. 

“My love, nngh, please,” he whimpered and threw his head back. His face was puffy from crying and his hair was in shambles from all the attention.

“So pretty like this, sweetheart. So pretty, letting me use you as a toy,” you smile as he lets out a broken whimper from the praise. 

A tear rolls down his cheek and he lets out a soft whine when you roll your hips and pick up the pace. 

You lean forward and breathe into his neck, “you’re doing amazing, Luci, you’re taking it so well.”

He half sobs and arches his back. You pepper kisses all over his tear-covered as your hands lovingly trace his body.

“Please…” he whispers pathetically, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Please what, baby?” You say sweetly as you continue to milk him dry with your pussy.

“Please,” his brows furrow tightly as if he’s trying to remember how to speak under all the pleasure, “please let me cum.”

You smile and ride him faster, starting to loose composure yourself now. 

“Whenever you want, Luci,” you sigh and let your head fall slightly back as you feel your own climax approaching.

Lucifer whined loudly and bucked his hips up into your cunt. 

“My love, nngh,” he moaned uselessly as his eyes filled with more tears. You picked up the pace and Lucifer arched into your touch, chasing his orgasm.

“Good boy, making me feel so good, baby.”

That was his breaking point. With your climax following soon after, he moaned loudly, finally releasing and falling back onto the mattress, chest heaving. 

“Oh my goodness,” he panted, “Th-thank you, my love.” He shut his eyes and softly smiled, exhaustion finally setting in.

“You did amazing,” you say softly, leaning down to kiss his cheek before picking yourself up off of his overstimulated cock.

His eyes fluttered open slightly when he felt your hand slowly tracing down to the base of his cock.

“But we’re not done yet.” 

a/n: real men say ‘oh my goodness’ after an orgasm

remember that

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #lucifer x reader #dom reader #hazbin hotel smut

[midnightarcheress]

stress-relief

husband!Simon helping his wife!reader with her stress <3 cw: nsfw. mdni. fem reader, masturbation, squirting, a lil overstim.

you shuffle through the bag to find the keys to your home, only to drop it the minute you raise it to unlock the door. great. it’s one of those days where everything goes wrong, and you want nothing more than to shut out the world and curl up in bed, silently praying for the next one to be better. 

you pick up the keys from the doormat and swing open the door of your flat, hoping that the familiar scent flooding your lungs will help you ground yourself back to a more serene state. tossing your coat and bag aside, your gaze falls on the tall man quietly reading on the sofa, sweetly mouthing a “welcome back, love.” that you dismiss with a grunt, stomping your way to the bedroom.

‘uh-oh.’ Simon thinks, siren already buzzing and red light blinking in his brain, making him pull up to his feet at god-speed and quickly follow you to your shared room, being met with your clothes scattered around and the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. he promptly puts away your discarded attire and sits on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for you.

you stay in the shower for some good thirty minutes, allowing the water to wash away your stress as you massage your scalp. the weight finally falls from your shoulders and flows down the drain, leaving you alone with the tiredness that’s been brewing in your tense muscles since you stepped out of the house. with a long, weary sigh, you drape the towel around your body and walk out the bathroom, tiny droplets cascading from your hair to your chest, descending on the swell of your breasts and stirring your husband’s cock in his pants.

“gonna tell me wha’ got you so cranky, dove?” he asks with the slightest of teasing, knowing he’s staggering on the thin line of your temper.

“‘m sorry, jus’ a hard day.” you mutter sheepishly, turning to get some well-deserving comfy clothes on the dresser

“c’mere,” you barely have time to react before Simon pulls you by the wrist onto the bed, positioning your body between his legs as he rests on the headboard, “talk to me, lovie.”

his hands brush your arms delicately, fingers running up and down your skin as you start addressing the misfortunes of your day. how a jerk cut you off in traffic, how a client screamed at you on the phone after you explained it wasn’t possible to fulfill his request, how your long awaited sweet treat after lunch fell straight to the floor, how your mother called just to raise hell at you for not visiting enough, how your boss scolded you for a mistake that wasn’t even your fault.

“hm, she said tha’?” he murmurs, massaging the knots on your shoulders and slowly drifting his hands downwards, opening up the lightly damp towel that’s clinging to your frame as you ramble. his rough, calloused skin finds its way to your soft tits, gently kneading the fat while his lips plant small kisses all over your neck.

“i swear that woman’s out to get me, don't know how i haven’t been fired yet.”

“she knows tha’ place would fall apart without ya, doll. you’re the only one with a brain there,” he coos sweetly in your ear, fingers traveling down your stomach and reaching your mound, making your breath hitch in your throat. Simon smirks at your reaction, feeling your head tipping back to rest on his shoulder and your still wet hair soaking his shirt, “let me help you decompress, eh?”

you, too tired to resist the offer, let him spread your legs with ease, compliant to the touch of your loving husband. his middle finger smears the hasty arousal leaking from your cunt through your slit, softly caressing your folds as you melt into his arms. “so wet f’me, love.” he chuckles, slightly rubbing your clit as you hum.

his moves are tame, gradually pooling the warmth in your belly, taking his time to shape your tension until it’s the right moment to set you free. his finger toys with your entrance before sliding in, feeling the familiar walls of your cunt clenching around it, causing you to breathe heavily at just the beginning.

“you like tha’?” he whispers, introducing another finger on your tight hole as you turn to bury your face on his neck, mewling with pleasure and pain while he stretches you, digits hitting all the right spots. by the time he speeds up the thrusting, your moans are erratic, gasped, barely leaving your throat as you grasp his forearm in a desperate attempt to ground yourself, even with your brain reaching the fucked-out point by a simple touch.

his thumb lazily strokes your swollen nub as he continues to be knuckles-deep inside of your velvety walls, curling his fingers just enough to earn a squeal out of you. the coil on your lower stomach tightens, fibers threatening to snap at any second as Simon murmurs sugary praises in your ears whilst nipping the skin where your neck meets your shoulder, the love bite’s stings only intensifying the pleasure coursing through your bloodstream.

“Simon, ’m gonna-” you don’t even have the energy to complete your sentence before your juices flood on his hand, the god’s nectar gushing from your pussy and dripping from his wrist onto the long forgotten towel, as he bullies your clit to overstimulation. you cry out his name like a prayer, begging whatever higher power out in the universe to let you keep that sensation forever.

“looks like someone really needed tha’,” he laughs and you feel the deep rumbling from his chest on your naked back, only driving you closer to the edge as your legs convulse at the overwhelming thrill of your nervous system. your frantic moans echo in the room when Simon raises his free hand to your nipple, rolling the hardened tip between his thumb and index, painting twinkling stars in the ceiling, the scintillation being too much to keep your vision clear. “think ya got another one f’me, princess?” 

he doesn’t wait for your answer; he knows how to treat his precious wife and can cite by heart the prescription to get you to sleep better than any pill would. tears prickle in the corner of your eyes when he starts again, just barely giving you time to recover from the near out-of-body experience. 

his new rhythm is harsh, pulling your thighs - fully covered in slick and arousal - over his to keep you spread open, and fiercely pounding two digits inside you. you squirm and press yourself harder against his broad chest, babbling incoherently as he pumps his thick and scarred fingers somehow even deeper than before. 

“Si, ‘s too much, i can’t-” you choke out, streams rolling down your cheeks as he builds another orgasm out of you. half-lidded eyes meet his hazel irises in a lustful gaze, pleading in agony for another release before your body gives out.

it doesn’t take much before a jolt of electricity tingle beneath your skin and makes you cum, getting you blissfully drunk by finger-fucking only while your peak ripple through your core. your hands sternly grip on the sheets under your limp body, the frenzy running its way through every corner of your being, clouding your vision and leaving you in a divine peaceful haze.

your limbs twitch slightly as you come down from your high, Simon holding you tight in his burly arms and pressing kisses on your pretty face. “you did so good, lovie,” he praises, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your belly, “could’ve given ya s’much more but your eyes are so droopy already,” his quiet laugh almost lull you to sleep right there and then, “feeling better?”

you nod, eyes tempting to close as the fatigue washes over you, weariness creeping up your mind after a hell of a day and a celestial end to it. “thank you, Si.” you mumble with nothing but affection in your voice, utterly elated by the sight of your devoted husband cradling you. 

“anything for ya, my wife.”

just a little something i thought of while procrastinating my other works lol

#simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost x reader #ghost x you #ghost smut #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost imagine #cod mw #cod mw2 #cod smut #nyx writes ☾ #midnightarcheress

[satoruxx]

pairing: toji fushiguro x reader | 1.2k words summary: boyfriend!toji again, fluff, soft!toji, grumpy x sunshine, that obligatory sick fic, bickering, affectionate scolding, pet names, this is very self-indulgent !! rheya's note: had this written for so long and never posted it oops !! but yeah resident grump worrying over his fav what's new?

toji knows something is off as soon as he steps into his apartment. he comes to the conclusion almost immediately, because he isn’t greeted like he normally is when he comes home.

normally, he’ll push the door open and you’ll trip over yourself as you stand from the couch, a giddy smile on your face as you jump into his arms. and being the asshole that he is, toji never hesitates to grumble about it, clicking his tongue as he says things along the lines of “dammit kid one day i won’t catch you” or “jeez baby let me get in the house” or something similar. but despite all that his hands will still be attached to you, rubbing your back as he smothers an amused chuckle against your hair.

but not today. today he’s greeted by quiet and emptiness—a clear lack of you. he had opened the door ready to catch you in his arms, but all he can do is raise a brow at the silence. as much as he normally complains about it, this absence makes his gut churn. he pushes all that aside, more concerned than anything as he drops his jacket onto the couch and heads for the bedroom.

toji is nothing if not observant, paranoid as his eyes dart from corner to corner of the small apartment. it’s ingrained into him—this fear that his past will come back to haunt him and take you away in the most brutal way imaginable. but he tries to ignore that, continuing to head down the hall until he pushes the bedroom door open.

his shoulders drop in relief, seeing you laying on your stomach, face buried in the pillows, and he lets out a sigh. he sees you shift a little, signaling that you’re awake, so he takes a few steps forward.

toji climbs onto the bed and lays down next to you, dropping a heavy arm over your back. “what’s wrong?”

“don’t feel good,” you answer back. toji’s brows furrow, and he manages to push his free palm against your forehead. heat pulses against his skin, and his frown deepens.

“the fuck did you do to yourself?” he asks, not unkindly but still stern—you can only glare at him hazily.

“it’s not my fault!”

“uh huh,” toji rolls his eyes, threading his fingers through your sweaty hair and pushing it back from your forehead. “so me telling you to put some layers on when you go out in the cold has nothing to do with this?”

you huff, face heating under his pointed stare, and all you can do is shove his hand away, before pathetically burying your face into the sheets again. “shut up.”

“don’t be a brat.” toji lets out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head indulgently. “it’s your fault for not listening to me.”

“if you’re just gonna lecture me, go away,” you complain, cheek pressed into the pillow. toji snorts, though his hand rubs what you assume to be soothing circles on your back.

“who’s gonna make sure your dumbass doesn’t get into more trouble?”

another indignant huff, and toji only chuckles. “alright c’mon kid. let’s get you in better shape, yeah?” he grunts, looping his arm around your waist and tugging you up. you immediately protest, whining out a plethora of curses attached to his name, and he rolls his eyes. “okay, alright shut up.”

he maneuvers your body into sitting position, leaning you up against the pillows and pulling the blankets up with furrowed brows—meticulous in a way that he is only with very few things.

“you eat anything today?” he asks, still fussing over the blankets, and you gulp quietly. one look and toji’s frown grows deeper. “kid.” the word comes out stressed, like a scolding, and you wince.

“i didn’t feel like it,” you groan, trying not to wilt under his pointed glare.

“don’t care,” he huffs. “your body needs energy, stupid.”

“rude,” you mutter, crossing your arms and toji rolls his eyes.

“whine all you want—“ he stands up, rolling his neck until he hears a satisfying crack. “—still gonna make you eat something. soup okay?”

you don’t want to admit how tempting it sounds, so with an unrelenting amount of stubbornness you glare at him. “fine.”

his lips quirk upward into a smug little grin, and you try to refrain from throwing something at him. he pats your leg. “alright.”

he heads into the kitchen, leaving you to your thoughts. you hear the occasional sounds of cooking and utensils and before long, the comforting smell of soup wafts through the apartment. you try not to show toji how your mouth is watering when he walks back in, a bowl in his palm.

“here,” he grunts, propping a knee onto the bed that dips under his weight. “eat up, doll.”

you sigh, already hating the feeling of the cool sheets when you move even slightly to reach for it.

“you gonna make me spoon feed you?” toji’s brow quirks—smug, and obviously amused.

“i can do it myself thank you—” you try to take the bowl from him with a glare but he raises it out of your reach and clicks his tongue.

“will y’just let me do this one thing for you, jeez,” he complains, glaring down his nose at you.

you cross your arms with a huff, tone going slightly apologetic. “i feel bad—”

“why the fuck do you feel bad?” he asks sharply, eyes narrowed and confused and caught off guard like you’ve said the most out of pocket thing.

“because—” you stress, throwing your hands up miserably. “you were out on these crazy missions—probably tired as hell. and instead of relaxing you have to come home and take care of me because i was too stupid to look after myself.”

toji groans, putting the bowl on the bedside table before sitting on the bed completely. “kid,” he says emphatically, taking your face in his palms firmly. “how many times do i need to tell you this? i don’t mind lookin’ out for you.”

“yeah but—”

“no shut up,” he snaps, an exasperated sigh escaping his lips. “you always worry about bothering me or inconveniencing me or some other crap like that. i’m telling you—don’t.”

his thumbs gently press into the apples of your cheeks, and your lips part under his pointed gaze.

“i like doin’ shit for you, okay? ‘n takin’ care of you when you’re sick? that’s nothing.” his lips tug into a lopsided smirk. “who else is gonna look out for you anyway?”

you purse your lips, throat going tight because toji rarely talks like this—so honestly open. and though you’re sure that many people out there would say he’s harsh and mean and not good for you, it’s things like this that prove how wrong they are.

“what’s wrong? did i break your brain?” toji asks, reaching up to knock his knuckle against your head, and you huff out a laugh, pushing his arm away.

“shut up,” you mutter, falling into his chest heavily. he chuckles, low and throaty as he pats your back.

“you up for eating now?” you can feel him reaching for the bowl, and you smile against him, pressing your face further into his warmth because toji will always be nothing but safe for you.

“in a minute,” you answer, looping your arms around his waist. he sighs, shaking his head but he doesn’t say anything else.

but you think you can feel him smile against your hair as he drops a chaste kiss to your forehead—you don’t tell him that though.

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