#I'm sensitive and I want to cry and these photos don't help...

[growingwithem]

Love can be seen in many ways, and one of them is when these two look and smile at each other...

[cherrygenshin]

Alone Time

Jujutsu Kaisen Masturbation Headcannons, drabbles, idk what to call them sorry lol

Characters: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro

Warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI, masturbation, sexting (gojo), Toji is a little pervy if you squint.

Smut Under The Cut!

Gojo Satoru

Has a relatively high sex drive, but won't jerk off unless he's on a mission/ can't be with you.

If/when he decides to jerk off, you WILL know about it.

It's a step by step process.

He will start by bombarding you with needy messages. 'I miss you', 'wish you were here', 'need my baby back :(('

Next comes the photos.

Photo 1. He's in bed, shirtless. You get a divine image of his sculpted abs, his lower torso unfortunately covered up by his blanket.

Photo 2. His hand creeping in to his underwear, the lighting of the photo just perfect enough to see his bulge.

Photo 3. Dick pic. He can't take it anymore, he has to show you how much he misses you! And what better way to do that then show you a photo of his long, pretty cock gripped in his digits?

After the photos, he'll call you. It's fine if you don't answer, he'll just leave you plenty of voice messages of him moaning, his breathless whimpers of your name coming through the phone as he desperately tries to reach his high.

And after that? You get the loveliest video, he squirts all over his hand and lower abs with a cry of your name. He turns the camera around to his flushed face, and ends the video with a quick 🤪✌️ because of course he does.

Geto Suguru

I don't picture this man having a super high sex drive, I feel like life gets in his way a lot of the time.

The only time he'd take matters in to his own hands is if you were asleep and he really couldn't get his boner to go away.

He debates for a while, going back and forth on if he should just wake you up, but he eventually decides not to bother you, your sleeping form was just too adorable for him to disturb with his own lustful needs.

He gets up and heads to the shower, stepping in to the hot water with a slight 'hiss'. Perhaps he was a bit too eagre to get this over with.

Resting a hand against the tiles, he closes his eyes and brings a hand down to his already hardened cock. He pumps his shaft a few times, before his eyes flit open in search of something.

There it is. Your bodywash. He reaches over and grabs it off the shelf, opening it and hastily pouring a glob on to his hands. He inhales sharply, the scent of you filling his nose before he takes his freshly 'lubed' hands back to his now leaking cock.

He fists himself fast and hard, not wanting to draw this out any longer than necessary. His mind wanders to you, how you would feel if you saw him right now. Would you be mad? Or maybe turned on? Maybe you would help him, and he'd get to stuff his cock in your tight hole..

The thought sends him over the edge as he cums with a deep sigh. He finishes the rest of his shower in post-nut shame, and quietly slides back in to bed with you.

The next morning you wonder why he somehow smells like you. Perhaps he grabbed your bodywash by mistake?

Fushiguro Toji

This man a certified daddy of 2, so I'm sure he's got a decent sex drive.

He doesn't really like jerking off if you're around as he'd rather just pound you, but when the need comes, who is he to deny himself of pleasure?

You were due home from work in 10 minutes. He'd been walking around with a hard on for the past 30, and he'd decided enough is enough.

Sitting himself down on the lounge, he pulls his sweatpants down just enough for his thick dick to spring out. He spreads his legs, enjoying the feeling of freedom.

He glances at the clock. Okay, 10 minutes until you're home. He could wait for you, but this has been pissing him off long enough.

He spits on to his dick and strokes it roughly, not caring about the slight sting of his calloused hands on his sensitive dick.

He grabs his phone and pulls up images of you, one's he's taken after he's filled your hole with his cum, one's of your fucked out face, and some sneaky ones of your panties while you weren't looking.

He grunts, hand gripping tighter as he strokes faster now, his high approaching quickly the more he looks at your photos.

"Fuck-" He heaves a heavy sigh, moving his hand to pay special attention to his tip. He tilts his head back and cums with a loud groan, shooting thick ropes on to his lower stomach.

He opens one eye as he notices you standing in the doorway, stunned.

"Hey mama, come over 'ere and clean this mess will ya? It's your fault after all."

[eroslove88]

I just want to make you feel good

GIF MIGHT NOT WORK. :( SORRY!!!

Warnings: Death of reader's fiance, DICTATOR ALBEDO, mention of war, overstimulation, light bondage, femdom with fiance a bit, starvation, kidnapping, sex with fiance, and NONCON with Albedo

Pairing: Yan! Albedo x Reader

Note: I'm pretty proud of this one. Not proof read, please share! 🫶 It would mean a lot!

Many years ago you poured your heart out in form of love letters to him, and although they were anonymous, at first, they soon would turn to flirty messages. He'd give you gifts and while you thought he liked you, deep deep down you knew he didn't. Especially when his attention started to slip, his messages stopped, and the ignoring started. A part of you wanted to ask him, what did I do wrong? It's not like he knew about all the smutty things you'd say when he posted a photo to your friends, 'I need him so baddd' or the 'Oh he can get it ;)' , yet maybe he did. Maybe somebody told him about how you were nervous because his parents didn't approve of dating outside the culture. You can't help but feel this take a toll of your pride- and dignity- your mind recalls the things he'd say about you, "She's so cute"- hell if you really were then he would have put the same amount of effort in. Not that it mattered anymore.

With what courage you could muster up you decided to message him how you felt about his recent absence, 'Hey! So I know we haven't talked in a while, but I wanted you to know that I feel pretty strongly about you, and I know you probably don't. But I would prefer you just tell me if you weren't.' However, due to the time difference (4am for you and unfortunately, 1pm for him) to your horror he reads it right away. You decide to just go to sleep, you already know the answer, and besides it honestly didn't even hurt when you woke to the message blabbing about not feeling the same way. About a week later an old friend reaches out to you about missing you, and so you get closer with them.

Like a flash 3 months go by and he's your boyfriend; he's sweet, patient, sensitive, non egotistical, and beautiful. He's open with you about how he feels and he communicates well him you about how he feels and what he wants, arguments are easy to get through.

After high school you found yourself engaged quite young, younger than you thought- 23- while attending med school across the country. Your fiance would occasionally visit you and you two would have fun.

"Mmm~ slow down" he'd groan, head tossed back as the flesh light in your hand moves up and down along his cock. He was so beautiful tied up and completely at your mercy, "Ah~" he whispers, "Th-The visit is su-supposed to" you shush him. "I know, but I enjoy this more" you lean in and start nibbling across his clavicle while you forced his already sore cock to pump the cum filled flesh light. "I just want to make you feel good" you whisper in front of his lips before kissing his beautiful lips, pushing him against the head board of your twin bed. Your other hand come up and lightly wraps itself around his neck, and you can tell he's almost done. His tongue jolts and you feel his body begin to shiver slightly. It's his 3rd time cumming tonight, but you've been so stressed with finals coming up that you don't plan for this to be his last one, "Gorgeous, as always" you mumble kissing his forehead before kissing his collar bones and working your way down; from his chest, to his pelvis, to his cock. It's so sensitive it twitches when you kiss the head and although you can't help but chuckle you decide to look up at his face. He was panting, his eyes watered, and his lips were slightly parted. You wanted to give him the world, but right now the most you could give him was pleasure so you grab his hips and start to slowly make your way down his cock. After his 2th time cumming down your throat he begins to whine and cry, "N-no no more, hun" you sigh and begin to untie him. "You did better this time" you whisper before cleaning up the messy bed. When you crawl in next to him he holds you, tight, very tight. You giggle as he flips you into your back and pins you down, "I thought you were tired" you snort out. He rolls his eyes, "I'm just returning the favor" Before you know if he's picked you up by the thighs and has you slammed against the mattress, that's new. He's quite strong and he begins to absolutely dominate your mouth making you pant into the kiss. He moves down your torso; from collar bones, to chest (he nips at your pretty nipples too!), and down your pussy. He practically rips your legs apart and starts to ravage you. Your hands reach out to pull his messy hair as your pelvis lifts up to grind against his nose. He's always been good with his tongue, and he knew that. "Ah- more, please!" you cry out as your thighs close around his and your back arches, trying to chase your high. You don't remember the boring things after that; how many times you came on his tongue, and cleaning up. You do remember the question your fiance asked you though, "So, are... are we still virgins if we haven't done penetrational sex?" you look at him, "Oral is a kind of sex, but we'll do vaginal after the wedding" you respond before scooching closer to him and clinging onto his torso.

Unfortunately, this wouldn't last. Not when this was your last intimate night together. That morning you remember it so clearly. The news had been reporting on absolutely crazy protests against the government recently, but you couldn't have ever imagined that the president and his family would flee the country. Airlines were ordered to stop sending out flights, and the new leader, who had been planning this, ordered for the country to immediately be on lockdown. Boarders were closed, trading stopped, classes were cancelled, and the internet stopped working. All that happened in the span of 6 months, you never married your fiance, and because of neighboring countries attempting to come to the citizens' aids- despite out leader not allowing it- it lead to war. War leads to drafts, and with that your fiance was sent away.

You had no idea how he was doing, and to call yourself down you would usually dive into your studies- which were cancelled- or you'd call you fiance- which was not an option. Back in your home town, much time everywhere else, the streets were full of tanks and soldiers. You felt safe in your childhood home, and you decided that mayb being with family would help. Wrong, they actually made you more anxious about your betrothed, and with that you decided to try visiting your friends. All were frantic as well, but what surprised you the most was the question, "You're here?" you tilted your head, "Is this not a great time?" she pulls you in with your other friends already inside, "You're safe?" you nod before the other girls come in to hug you. "I thought he had found you!" blonde exclaims. You pull away from the hug, "Who?" you ask dropping your bag. That's when they started telling you the whole story.

You see, Albedo was always awkward, and you kind of figured that maybe that was the reason why he didn't tell you right away about not liking you. He was a year older and you decided to take the same science class as him, not because of him, but because it actually interested both of you. He was your lab partner and he mentioned the events of the previous year and out of anger you may be have blurted out, "Yeah, and I bet you didn't tell me right away because you're so insecure that you probably didn't think you'd get that kind of attention from a girl again, so you lead me on to boost your ego" and genuinely for the first time, he looked hurt. You apologize and because your teacher heard, she allowed you to change partners. 3 months ago an order was sent out for your capture by the leader, Albedo. Why, you had no clue.

"Maybe he wants revenge..." you mumble petting the fat tabby cat she owned. She shakes her head, "No, you were just being honest and it was mostly true" your other friend butts in, "You just need to lay low" you nod and put the cat down. "I should head home to say goodbye to my parents" you grab your bag and hug your friends goodbye before walking out of the apartment, and suddenly you felt the immense pressure of eyes on you.

When you got home you almost felt like vomiting, your parents were sitting at the dining room table. "We sent for them about a week ago" your father starts. You step bsc, but a soldier's hand from behind stops you. They can't even look at you and your eyes begin to water, "We needed to ensure the safety of your sister and... us..." your mother adds. You shake your head, "What about mine?" you ask in between sobs before one of the waves the other 3 soldiers away making them grab you and begin to drag you out. You wanted to scream, but all you could do was cry.

You were thrown into a cellar, you didn't get up to scream you just silently laid on the cold floor and sobbed, loudly. All this adrenaline made your head hurt and before you knew it you knocked out, and when you woke up there was a bucket, and a gallon on water. "V-very funny asshole" you tell out hoping you maybe spot a camera in there, "Are you trying to humiliate me?" you ask kicking the bucket. Hours passed by and... nothing. You decide to drink the water, your stomach growled as your sat patiently talking to yourself about some stupid medical notes you remembered. When you woke up the light was still on, no food, only the gallon that was now full- despite you only drinking a bit- and the bucket. You had to pee, but maybe you could wait. After what felt like an eternity you realized you couldn't. Maybe days went by, you felt your hips and felt your hip bone protrude from your skin, and you couldn't get up anymore. You were so hungry, "Al..." you whisper. Nothing. You cleared your throat, "Albe..." you couldn't finish before you started sobbing. The door opened. You couldn't even look up you just kept your head down before your were slung over someone's shoulder, you wanted an end to this misery, but the sight of platinum blond hair had you thinking it wasn't just over yet before you passed out.

You woke up to blackness, a blind fold, you opened your mouth to begin the sobbing before a finger pressed against your lips, "I don't like it when you cry, hun" you felt soft lips kiss your cuffed hand, "The examination processes will be over soon, and then we'll get you some actually food" his voice was calm, almost as if you weren't just starved for who knew how long. Closing your mouth to tried to suppress your little cries and small jolts of your body. After what felt like decades the bed shifts so that you're sitting up, the blindfold is taken off and you're faced with that pretty man you envied, yet admirers much. In a table next to him he has a bowl full of broccoli cheddar soup, the steam is still coming off it. He blows on the spoons before using his other hand to pull your jaw down, "Remember, it's hot" he warns before feeding it to you. He doesn't say anything else after that, and when the soup is done a soldier comes down to grab the bowl and takes it away from the room. It's quiet, and while you can't look at him, he doesn't ever take his eyes off you. "How was med school?" he asks hoping you'll turn to face him. You open your mouth, but nothing comes out, only shaking breaths. "I remember it being your dream and all..." he trails off. It was silent again. He clears his throat, "You know, you've always been bad at keeping the conversation going..." silent tears fall down your face. Albedo sighs before uncuffing your limbs, and you don't know what possessed you, but you reach out and he stops you with ease, "The point of the starvation was you weaken you" you look like a scared bunny, your nose flaring slightly and eyes squinting a bit staring at his perfect face. "Stand." he demands. You shake your head, "No?" he asks. "Because you can't?" he quirks a brow. You nod and he looks down at your slim legs, they were shaking. He bends down and picks you up bridal style, and you hide your face in the crook of his neck before your tossed onto a bed. It's beautiful; the room's color scheme was gold and brown, but there were some banners along the wall with red, and thick curtains covering the windows. You're assuming he caught your stare, "And bars" you look back at him confused, "Bars along the windows"- oh that's what he meant.

The room is kind of dark due to the lack of sun- hold up- you look up and he's looming over you. "Albedo..." you whisper pushing yourself further up the bed away from him, "Yes?" he asks maintaining the same position. "My..." you break eye contact, a bit embarrassed to ask actually, "My finance, was..." he tilts his head, "What?" you stop scooting up when you hit the soft pillows, "Dr-drafted." you finish. He sighs and shakes his head, "Yes, I'm aware." he straightens himself, "It's all for a good of the country" you open your mouth with your eyebrows furrowed, "Besides, why do you think you're here?" he asks. Now his beautiful, bright eyes are holding contact, you shiver a little not really sure what he means, "I realized that you were right, no other woman would like me the way you did," you open your mouth to correct him, that's not what you meant, but he interrupts you, "I've grown to realize that I actually did feel for you. In a much stronger way" he grabs your ankle and your weak fingers try to grab on the sheets beneath you, "I wanted to kill that man the second I found out you two were... exclusive?" he rolls his eyes. You're right under him, and his hand is wrapped tightly around your left ankle. He pushes your leg as far as he can back towards your head to test your flexibility, "When we're done here I'll take you down to see the remains of your 'fiancé'" a meek squeal leaves your mouth before he let's you go to undo his belt you kick his torso and begin to book it, but you don't make it far before he grabs you and you're slammed on the bed, harshly. You sit up and he immediately smacks you across the face; in a quick moment your vision goes black and you hear ringing in your ears. You begin to scream and sob as he flips you over knto your stomach.

"I'm sorry hun..." he mumbles, "You just make it so difficult." Begs leave your lips, "Pleasepleaseplease, no. Albedo. Albedo! Albedo!" he easily lifts up the skirt of the night gown he gave you and stops for a second to drop his pants. "I love you." he states to coldly as his hard cock is aligned with your cunt. You arch your back in pain as a loud shriek leaves your mouth, he almost wants to believe you weren't doing this with your boyfriend, until he sees the red blood trickling down, he doesn't comment on it, but you know he's happy or at least relieved. Once his cock is all the way in and only cocked sobbed leave your lips he leans forward and whispers in your ear, "I just want to make you feel good" he takes a shakey breath, the most human he's been, "I'll make sure the next time you to change yourself you only think about his good I made you feel" he pulls away and grabs your hips. You grown as he pulls out a but before sliding in with your slick. Swallowing the lump in your throat you bite your tongue to suppress the breathy moan you want to let out. You've always fantasized about having something inside you, but you didn't think it'd feel this good, or under these circumstances. You ass jiggles as he harshly makes contact with it and his pelvis. You use your elbows to prop you up so that he can hit a better angle, and he knows it. It stroke his ego how you act like you don't like it, but it's your hungry pussy that's dragging him in and slobbering all over his length. He hears your groans become louder and your cunt begins to twitch around him. "F-f-fuck" you sob out in a defeated tone. A hand comes down to play with your poor pearl, you squeal at the familiar sensation. "N-no!" you shout. "Yes." he responds nonchalantly. You limbs are ready to give out, as your on all fours panting like a dog on the bed. You shriek at and cum all over him, but he's not done yet. It's for you, so you're going to enjoy it as many times as he seems fit. "More." he says flips you over to stare at your blissful face. His hands pin yours down and he quickens the pace, a light outline of his cock visible in your stomach. You close your eyes to avoid his gaze, but he doesn't care, he just wants you to feel good.

[prentissluvr]

i dont have all of my sam thots and dean thoughts just yet but I had to send in this bc I completely forgot about meg! sam

and its a damn shame that we didn't see more of that bc it solidified my stance on being a sam girlie

we got at least 3 episodes of demon dean (i have not seen him yet i've only heard about it) but we got like less than half an hour with meg! sam and honestly we deserved more with him

meg! sam made me feel lots of things LOLL

(i wanted to be jo SO BAD in that episode LMAO)

now i need your thots on him please :p

KJDFSJL NO BECAUSE... NOOO I CANT thinking about the amount of meg!sam edits i've seen in the past few days. thinking about the one saved in my camera roll. thinking about throwing up pissing my pants projectile vomiting and passing the fuck out. i reiterate tho, i'm normal!! i'm so so so normal and i don't feel things about it!!!!!!!

i'm honestly still like borderline unsure about how nsfw i want to get on this blog, but uhhh i'm just gonna start typing and see where my dirty fucking mind takes me!

cw : highly suggestive!! no smut, but still absolutely no minors!! MDNI!! contains condescending/mean/possessed sam, but also sweet sam too <33. use of gendered terms, but it is gender inclusive to fem, masc, and gn as much as i could make it! horrible writing it's genuinely just me going feral :))

sooo basically for me the worst (best) part of meg!sam was his voice! it's so bad (never have i ever heard anything hotter in my life). IDK I DONT EVEN THINK I CAN FORM A COHERENT THOUGHT OVER THIS NOT GONNA LIE. uhm uhhh ummmm uhhhh uhmmmm.

so basically so basically, essentially, wwowowowowowowowifjhshf alright lets focus on one thing at a time.

we'll start with that goddamn voice of his. the way it goes from teasing, condescending to deeper, more gravelly and matter-of-fact and then back to condescending LIKE WHOO IM GONNA NEED TO TAKE A LAP. idk just thinking about his large hand on the back of your head, maybe tangled in your hair if the way you wear it allows for that, and his veiny forearm visible through your peripheral vision as he says "open up.. that's a girl" like he did to jo😭😭😭 (or he's says "thaaat's it" to keep things gender neutral, dragging out the "that's" for an extra second, that extra gravel in his condescending tone).

and while this is in possessed!sam context, he'd definitely say things like that normally, i do personally envision him to be less condescending and more sincere. either way, hot as fuck if you ask me. also this isn't meg!sam, but in season seven he says "good girl" and i do listen to that clip several times a day, i am so serious when i say that and i have no shame about it!! i have daddy issues so i do not care!!! so yeah he also says good girl/boy/whatever variation you enjoy best <3 uhmmm yeah but the main point is his hot as fuck voice, right next to your ear with his breath tickling you sensitive skin. especially with that whisper. oh god the whisper😭 and along with "that's a girl," there's atta girl and he'd use that one too so i'll go die in a hole :))) but yeah he genuinely thinks you're so good for him so expect that praise, whether you want it sweet or mean.

then we also have his facial expressions!! the smirk he uses to rile you up or that he flashes you, all mean and haughty because he knows he's getting to you. the fake pity too!! lord help me, once again the utterly fake pity just falls under that condescending persona that was so hot about meg!sam. i'm just gonna use photo evidence and you can imagine him looking at you like that!! enjoy!

last thing i have to say about meg!sam is manhandling!! ahahaahahahaahahah i'm normal and okay!! (this is a cry for help i need him so bad). um yeah while i hate the context of the manhandling of jo in the episode because it's crossing so many boundaries, i will still enjoy the fact that he is hot. so yeah! have fun thinking about sam whirling you around and pinning you between his chest and nearest surface, hand on your forehead to tilt your chin up and give him full access to the skin of your neck. his other hand is pinning your wrist to whatever surface is behind you, and your own free hand is tangled in his hair and he lays wet, desperate kisses all over your neck and collarbone. that's all hahahahaha :)))) feeling so sane right now!!

[seramilla]

So idea for human au at some point the apartment they live in gets flooded or becomes unlivable some other way. While it’s getting fixed they have to go live somewhere else luckily Carmilla is more than willing to take both of them in. She is spending this time trying to win over Sera and make her want to come back and stay with her permanently as well as get Sera to go out with her.

If anything positive is to be gleaned from this, Sera is glad, at least, that she'd bought the renter's insurance. The furniture, the appliances, the food they lost when the power went out -- all those things can be replaced. But the photos and precious memories that were ruined when the tepid water had soaked into their photo albums and Sera's only computer...they can't get any of that back. Sera will be lucky if her hard drive isn't completely waterlogged. She laughs, because if she doesn't, she'll cry and never stop.

But Emily is safe. Sera is safe. No one get electrocuted when about a foot of water, almost two, started gathering in their basement apartment overnight during some recent flooding. The worst event their small town had seen in at least 20 years. Sera tries to feel grateful for the little things. It's the only way she'll get through this with some semblance of her sanity intact.

Insurance can replace their things, but finding a place to stay for the next several days, or weeks, until management can get rid of the water and make repairs is what's plaguing Sera's mind at the moment. She tries to be strong for Emily, because the little girl had been scared, too. Emily is so strong -- much stronger than her, most often these days -- and Sera doesn't ever let her see Sera cry, but she does a lot of that in private, when her sister isn't looking.

Carmilla calls them the evening after, out of the blue, once she and Emily have settled into their hotel. It's roach and springtail infested, and the bedsheets feel like sandpaper to Sera's sensitive skin, but it's a roof over their heads, so she can't complain. Sera wonders how Carmilla had heard of their plight, and then she remembers -- of course, Emily probably told Odette and Clara that day at school.

"Carmilla, hi," Sera manages to say, trying to keep the tiredness and stress out of her voice when she answers her cell phone.

"Sera...the girls told me what happened at your place. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"

Sera curls up into the fetal position on the bed, cell phone shoved against her ear and rough fabric of the pillow. Emily dozes softly beside her. It's been a long day for both of them.

"We're okay. These things happen," Sera says. It is definitely not okay. Sera is having a really hard time believing her own words coming out of her mouth.

Carmilla knows when she's lying. "Why don't I believe you?"

"You don't need to worry about us." Sera really wants Carmilla to worry about them. "We're safe. Staying at a hotel tonight."

"...For how long?" The brief pause before Carmilla's question signals that the matriarch is not at all happy about this news.

"A few days. Maybe a week." Sera lies again.

Carmilla calls her out for it.

"Sera...you know you can tell me if you need help, right?" Carmilla tries to nudge at Sera softly with her words. It hits at a very tender place in Sera's heart; one she didn't realize she had until she met this woman. "You know I care...very much about you and Emily."

"I know. I know you do. But Carmilla...I don't want you to feel obligated to solve all our problems. Emily is...my responsibility. Not yours. We appreciate all you do for us...but..."

"But what?"

"It just doesn't feel right. I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."

The silence stretches for several moments longer. Sera can't even hear the sound of the other woman breathing on the other end of the line, until Carmilla speaks again, and puts a stop to any further protests from Sera.

"You're not taking advantage of me. I want to help. Why don't you and Emily stay with us? The insurance company doesn't have to know."

"What? But--"

"You don't have to, if you don't want to," Carmilla adds, giving Sera a way out, if she chooses not to accept her offer. "But like I said...I hope you know by now how...sincere my feelings are for you, and your sister. You're always welcome here. I would like it very much if you would stay...for however long you need to. Or forever."

Sera's face flushes several shades of pink, and her neck gets hot. A lump forms in her throat, and she swallows it, until it thunks heavily somewhere in the vicinity of her heart. She's speechless. Tries several times to form words with her jumbled brain. Her body feels catatonic by Carmilla's words. She knew Carmilla had feelings for her...but she didn't know how deep it went.

"Really?" she asks, still dumbfounded. "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I'm sure. I don't say things I don't mean. I want you both here. If it's what you both want, too."

The fact that Carmilla is also keeping Emily's feelings in the equation tugs at Sera's heart in a completely different, unique sort of way than it had earlier.

"Umm...thank you. Can I...can we...think about it tonight?" Sera asks. She doesn't think Carmilla's offer has an expiration date...but this is a big change. She wants to talk it over, with Emily. Her sister deserves a say in all this, too.

"Of course. Take all the time you need. My door is always open. The girls would love having you here, too, if it's any consolation."

"It is...thank you, Carmilla."

"You're welcome, mi querida. Goodnight."

"Good night, Carmilla."

Sera hangs up and lies there with the phone against her cheek for several moments longer, pretending in her mind's eye that the heat emitting from the little device is actually the warmth of Carmilla's hand against her face. She can pretend that Carmilla's lying here next to her, holding her, telling her everything will be okay...

She'll talk to Emily the next morning. Sera's pretty certain what her little sister will say...so in that sense, their minds are already made up. She sets her alarm on her phone, and quickly falls asleep. Their lives are about to go through a big change in the morning. She needs all the sleep her tired body can get.

[6okuto]

Listen… you said we could ask for more hcs pt.2…………………….

RAAAAAAAAAAH

Ais? PLS? YOUR WRITIJG IS SO GOOD I THINK ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME

AIS HCS (2)

gn!reader | (part 1) anon you GET ME! BUAAAAHHH AND OMGG THANK U... that's so crazy actually i hope u guys think about me today i will b thinking about all of u😙🫶🧡 YIPPEE!

so stupid /affectionate. takes photos of you and says "now a silly one." or starts taking selfies without telling you

will do cheesy romantic things with you because you ask. he can tease you all he wants, and he wonders how he's found himself swaying to a song with you in the kitchen,, but then you hold him a little tighter and he's like ah. that's why

tells you to be careful with his horns. not in a they're sensitive way but in a please do not get in a position where he could poke your eye out way. rest your chin in between them if you want though

asks you to pay for lunch. when it's actually time to pay he's like "what the hell are they doing over there?" so he can pay first. you guys fight to pay semi-regularly. You are the people who made me want to scream and cry when i worked retail.

do his make-up. i dare you. what. you don't want to stand in between his legs with his hands on your hips while you try to do eyeliner Be serious. he'll be your test subject for new looks

or let him do your make-up. you can match w some red eyeliner :)

doesn't do any little video trends with you without being a little annoying/difficult but he Will do them and do them extremely well in the end. everyone's jealous of your relationship

if you're having trouble sleeping and try to not move around a lot in case you wake ais up,, it's too late. bro is awake. he sighs and nuzzles into you before being like,, "if you can't sleep, you can wake me up you know." or "how long were you going to go before waking me up?"

^ late night snack runs.. he'll stay up as long as you do. hanging out in a mcdonalds parking lot at 2am eating chicken nuggets who gets me

pulls your head to lay on his shoulder if he sees you getting sleepy. rests his head on top of yours

silently comes and lies down with you if he's in a bad mood. you don't have to talk or really do anything, just being around you helps him feel better. he won't complain if you coddle him a little though :) you offer to get him some snacks or cuddle him and he smiles against your skin. "i'm starting to think you have a crush on me or something." you roll your eyes and flick his forehead but he just lets out a breathy laugh. "yes please."

cannot fucking play horror games/movies around this guy like why are YOU jumpscaring me Where is my safe space. he relishes in you clinging onto him / holding you from behind, but he also respects you scaring him back if you're more immune to horror

don't start a prank war with this guy because that shit isn't ending. he excels in annoyingly inconvenient pranks Don't Do It.

tells you about the dogs(/animals) he saw while out during the day. modern au he sends you pics either wordlessly or guessing their names. "meet nacho cheese" "why would u say that" "that's obviously his name? have some respect"

ohh. people watching...this sounds silly. but like i'm thinking about how he doesn't like being lonely/isolated but Is and how he has to watch others enjoy themselves and stuff. so you hanging out together and talking and guessing random people's life stories is just like. a casual thing but reminds him He Has Somebody to do that with now

why'd i say that

you know how he was in the rafters at the beginning. yeah he's asking if you wanna join him up there. you're like You do that Regularly? not just trying to intimidate me? and he's like 🤷‍♂️ it's comfortable enough.

promises he won't let you fall and keeps a steady hold. See? it isn't so bad.

modern au tattoo artist ais who gets me. anyone. anybody. helloooo? guys please i'm gonna pee my pants

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[heavyhitterheaux]

Nothing Like Sister Love

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

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y/ninsta: my big sister is better than yours 🥺

danivalentine: love you my baby girl. always and forever. 💖 y/ninsta: thank you for simply being you. don't know where I would be without having you in my life jackharlow: see? this is how siblings are supposed to support each other but I got stuck with claybornharlow 🙄😒 claybornharlow: jackharlow I mean you're a good big brother.... sometimes..... jackharlow: WHAT YOU MEAN SOMETIMES? ALL THE TIME IS MORE LIKE IT

druski2funny: is she single? because you not returning my calls

jackharlow: druski2funny returning your calls for what?!

druski2funny: jackharlow your ass stays lurking somewhere

jackharlow: druski2funny you damn right when it comes to my wife and dani is not single so move along

lilnasx: danivalentine can't wait for the beauty line to drop!

danivalentine: lilnasx you can thank Lil Bit for that one, she pushed me to do it! y/ninsta: danivalentine you and Julissa are always slaying my make up so it was only right! you know when I win, everyone does too and you've been wanting to do this forever

claybornharlow: two beauties in one photo 😍😍😍😍

jackharlow: claybornharlow and you better not be looking at the one who has the same last name as we do

y/ninsta: claybornharlow LITTLE BABY

jackharlow: I NEVER get this reaction out of you when I see you

y/ninsta: jackharlow please shut up because yes you do. you know I love you pookie 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta I feel like something is coming after that

y/ninsta: jackharlow but I love my little baby too!

jackharlow: y/ninsta and there it fucking is smh

saweetie: still can't believe yall are 15 years apart

danivalentine: saweetie she was definitely a surprise lol only child life was no more

yungskylark: been tryna get at ms. dani for some time now 👀

y/ninsta: ace, she's taken. keep looking.

yungskylark: y/ninsta taken by who?!?! AND I TOLD YOU TO PUT IN A WORD FOR ME YEARS AGO

djdrama: yungskylark by me

normani: WELL GOT DAMN

sza: HOW'S THAT FOR A CURVE BALL 😭😭😭😭😭

theestallion: someone better start talking because WHAT

danivalentine: 2 years officially in april 🥰 y/ninsta: and yall can thank me for the love connection between danivalentine and djdrama 😊 jackharlow: y/ninsta that was definitely me, but whatever y/ninsta: jackharlow it was both of us let's call a truce jackharlow: y/ninsta if you say so smh

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danivalentine: my day one. still remember the first time I got to hold you. you were so tiny and I was going to make it my mission to be the best big sister to you that I possibly could. every single day I am amazed at the woman that you have grown into and I am so incredibly proud of you. never think for a second that I'm not. I love how you are able to come to me with your hopes, fears, and your dreams because no matter what happens, we'll get through it together because I'm never leaving your side. Just know that I will do anything to see you happy no matter how big or small it is. And I do mean ANYTHING. I thank God every day for jackharlow and how he takes care of my baby girl. I called it from the minute we moved to Louisville. you two are truly made for each other. 💖

jackharlow: you know I got her forever, you never have to worry about that. that's my baby. 😭

danivalentine: jackharlow I know you do. always in your corner.

y/ninsta: bitch, you know for a damn fact that I'm sensitive and I always cry

danivalentine: y/ninsta you got that from your mother lol

y/ninsta: I FUCKING LOVE YOU and I thank you for always being there for me. you are my voice of reason and you help me to focus on what's important and what matters the most. proud to call myself your little sister. djdrama if you hurt my sister, I'll kill you 😊 (for legal reasons this is not a threat IT'S A PROMISE)

jackharlow: djdrama take it with a grain of salt, she low key soft as hell and a big baby

djdrama: jackharlow I know she talks a big game lol y/ninsta you know you have nothing to worry about y/ninsta: djdrama I know where you live and I have sharp objects in my house just in case you decide to step a toe outta line

y/ninsta: jackharlow BOO BEAR YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BACK ME UP!

jackharlow: y/ninsta I am backing you up, baby!

y/ninsta: jackharlow that's okay. PG YALL NOT GETTING FED TONIGHT BECAUSE OF JACK. GET TAKE OUT.

2forwoyne: jackharlow NOW WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU MESSING SHIT UP FOR US

urbanwyatt: JACK, APOLOGIZE. WE HUNGRY.

nemoachida: NAH IT'S TACO NIGHT, JACK YOU BETTER GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER

quiiso: JACK, FIX IT!

yungskylark: I'm about to kick your ass, Jack. you fucking know better.

shloob_: y/ninsta I'LL HELP YOU COOK. COME ON, I'M HUNGRY

jackharlow: not yall coming for me smh

urbanwyatt: jackharlow I live here too so fucking fix it. you not about to have my ass starving smh

jackharlow: y/ninsta cutie pie

y/ninsta: jackharlow no.

jackharlow: y/ninsta come on baby girl.

y/ninsta: jackharlow your things will be outside when you get back

jackharlow: y/ninsta BABY!

y/ninsta: druski2funny take your life partner back. our relationship is done

druski2funny: y/ninsta say less. jackharlow what time you want me to pick you up?

jackharlow: y/ninsta I'll eat it from the back for 2 hours straight druski2funny she'll fold when she sees that

y/ninsta: jackharlow JUST KIDDING! you can come back. PG be at the house no later than 8:30. because once it's gone, it's gone and I'm not making anymore

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta can I request churros and ice cream?!

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt yes urby, just go to the store and get what I need. take 2forwoyne with you because he is not allowed to be in the house when I cook

2forwoyne: y/ninsta now what did I do?!?!

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne you are always doing something so stop playing smh

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y/ninsta: damn our parents made some pretty girls 😍😍

danivalentine: most definitely did 🥰

jackharlow: I love that the two of you have your hair the same. you never see one sister without the other. like danivalentine is a really good big sister to not only y/ninsta, but me too

danivalentine: jackharlow now you know your wife is sensitive and so am I from time to time, don't make me cry. just like I'll do anything for her, I'll do anything for you too.

jackharlow: let me tell yall how good of a sister she is. when me and y/n decided to move to atlanta, dani came to me and basically said I know that I'm not going to change her mind, but you have to promise me to look after her. so, any time after we moved and baby girl would get sad about missing dani (her separation anxiety is terrible) I would call her and tell her and that night she would be on our doorstep y/ninsta: not husband calling me out for my separation anxiety 😭 urbanwyatt: y/ninsta like he's one to talk. idk whose worse you or him. you tend to cry when you miss him and jack just gets mean as hell and irritated jackharlow: urbanwyatt AHT AHT! 2forwoyne: no lies were told tho neelamthadhani: still remember when I had to call her when we were in Germany to come get her husband because he was on EVERYBODY'S NERVES jackharlow: 🙄🙄🙄🙄

dualipa: there is no love like sister love. you two are so gorgeous.

y/ninsta: dualipa thank you boooo

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta BEST FRIEND

jackharlow: urbanwyatt you called?

urbanwyatt: jackharlow not you. my other one. your wife.

jackharlow: urbanwyatt well damn I see how it is smh

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt urby babyyyy

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta I have another food request for taco night

y/ninsta: go on

urbanwyatt: tres leches

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt lemme call Jessica and Blanca and issa go 🥰

saweetie: damn them titties is sitting right in that dress 😍😍

jackharlow: saweetie I know right, best pillows ever

quiiso: jackharlow surprised your big ass head didn't suffocate her that one time you were laying on her when she came back from the studio after you terrorized us all day because you missed her

jackharlow: quiiso why do yall stay coming for me? let me lay on my wife's boobs in peace

2forwoyne: jackharlow we call it like we see it

y/ninsta: saweetie them shits is huge and I'm scared to see how big they get when I get pregnant 😐

jackharlow: y/ninsta cannot wait for that 😏😏😏

y/ninsta: jackharlow just like a man smh 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta I did nothing wrong! let me put my face in them y/ninsta: BYE JACKMAN but... come here 👀 jackharlow: 👀

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y/ninsta: jackharlow just wait until I see you later. IT'S ON SIGHT 😤

jackharlow: y/ninsta PAUSE. I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING.

jackharlow: danivalentine come get her because she's short and that little evil demon side of her is about to make an appearance. I can sense it.

saweetie: NOT YOU CALLING HER AN EVIL DEMON 😭

danivalentine: jackharlow I can only stall her for so long, then you're on your own lol

jackharlow: saweetie have you truly truly truly ever seen her get mad? no, more like pissed off? talk to me when you do because you would agree with me. it's never been directed at me, but got damn 😭

urbanwyatt: jackharlow I told you to go back to the hotel to get your phone. you ain't wanna listen to me.

jackharlow: not now Urb!

y/ninsta: JACKMAN!

jackharlow: y/ninsta yes baby?

y/ninsta: jackharlow I MISS YOU 😢

2forwoyne: here they asses go smh

neelamthadhani: danivalentine definitely called me and told me y/ninsta was pouting all day because she missed jackharlow's big head

jackharlow: neelamthadhani the one up top or down below?

y/ninsta: jackharlow BOTH

neelamthadhani: you two get on my LAST nerve smh

danivalentine: y/ninsta jackharlow does it ever end with the two of you? smh

urbanwyatt: NO

yungskylark: NO

nemoachida: NO

quiiso: NO

2forwoyne: NO

shloob_: NO

jackharlow: yall some haters smh

y/ninsta: jackharlow they can hate all they want, when I see you I want all the kisses

jackharlow: y/ninsta you know you never have to ask

claybornharlow: little baby has arrived

jackharlow: and little baby needs to make an exit

claybornharlow: y/ninsta I would never ignore your calls, just saying.

normani: jackharlow FLOP

jackharlow: I forgot it at the hotel, don't do that 😭

y/ninsta: claybornharlow I know you wouldn't, you could teach your brother a thing or two

jackharlow: y/ninsta and imma kick him in the throat

y/ninsta: jackharlow BABY!

jackharlow: y/ninsta why do I always get in trouble but he never does? he's the youngest

y/ninsta: jackharlow I'm the youngest, what are you tryna say?

jackharlow: y/ninsta exactly my point and your ass gets away with EVERYTHING

y/ninsta: neelamthadhani is my key at the front desk? I'm about to come upstairs and kick my husband's ass

jackharlow: WAIT, I TAKE IT BACK

neelamthadhani: y/ninsta have at it lmao

shloob_: jackharlow I can hide you in two minutes

jackharlow: shloob_ 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

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[swaglessboygirl]

Hello, it's girlcock anon again and I have another fantasy I wanna share with you. Imagine I corner you and push you against a wall. You can see the hunger, the lust in my eyes, and you can tell I'm going to rape you again. You know you can't stop me but yet you still keep saying "no" as if you expect me to suddenly have a change of heart for once, but I don't. Instead, I strip off your clothes until you're wearing nothing but a binder. "Take this stupid fucking thing off," I yell as I rip it off your chest and expose your tits. "Why would you ever wanna hide these? They're fucking perfect," I say as grope your tits, suck on them, and play with your nipples. Once I'm done with that, I pull out a cute little micro bikini that I make you put on for me. It just barely covers your nipples and your boycunt. Then, I force you to smile and do the most humiliating, degrading poses in it while I take photographs. With each photo you can see your boycunt getting wetter and wetter as it stains and leaks through the bikini bottom. I show the photos to you once I'm finished, telling you I'll post them online. You get on your knees and cry as you beg me not to, but you're swiftly silenced by me jamming my girlcock into your mouth and fucking your face. The sounds you make as you gag on my girlcock are fucking divine. Afterwards, I bend you over and rape your dripping wet boycunt again. And just like the last times, even as you protest you can't help but moan like a dumb little pornstar slut while I use you like the fucktoy you are. When I finally cum inside I take one last photo of your used and broken body as my cum leaks out of your boycunt. "I can't wait for everyone to see these photos," I say before giving you a kiss and leaving you there.

HI HI HI HI <33333 i missed you I've been thinking abt u at work

best part is that you dont even need to rip my binder, its one of those cheap ones with the clasps on the side (ooc: these are bad for you. dont be me.) and i may be a virgin irl but based on my kinda-assault a few years ago ik my nipples are sensitive

im a 34DD btw and thongs barely cover my boycunt <3 so youd be able to see everything and have easy access to my holes

and ohhh how i'd comply, because im too scared not to, and I'd only struggle a little. T has made me so horny i bet if this happened right now i'd cum on your girlcock :( which i definitely dont want, please dont make me cum, i don't wanna~ i'd probably whine for you to take it out of me, you're too big.

[xblackreader]

Attoye Normal AU HeadCanons

Attuma Xoc Almehen - 26 - Yucatec Mayan

Okoye Achebe - 28 - Zimbabwean

Okoye was working in real estate when they first met and Attuma was studying Marine Biology but worked Part-Time as a Gym Instructor.

Attuma rides a motorcycle and has taken Okoye for a ride on the back of it. He puts his helmet on her head and takes her around the corner. She hates it. It’s awful. Now she calls it a death machine and Attuma has to be extra careful while riding it. Because if he crashes, she'll make him sell it.

Okoye loves jazz readings and poetry nights, which is great because Attuma writes poems and plays guitar.

Attuma watches soap operas/ Telenovelas but doesn’t want anyone to know; He used to watch them with his mother growing up in Yucatán. He’s sensitive and loves rom-coms and reality TV too. Attuma absolutely DOESNT cry at the end of The Fault in Our Stars, there was dust in his eye…

Okoye occasionally watches them with him, mostly because she loves to sit in his lap while he yells in Spanish at the Television. She has been secretly taking Spanish lessons online and learning and one day she chimes in to surprise him.

“Josephina! She caught the bullet with her hands! Órale!”

“Que? Now She is poisoning Senor Gonzales? Estúpido! Doesn’t she know Carlos is her real father??”

A shocked silence rolls over them both. Okoye just hopes he would find it funny, even if she sounded ridiculous.

Why is he crying? “Mi corazón! Enamorada de ti…” he is sobbing and crushing her in his arms.

“So I said it right?” “Yes! You did so good!”

Attuma thinks it’s so amusing when she randomly curses in Spanish.

“Esra taco está de puta madre.” She says under her breath at the table and he bursts into laughter. “I’m glad you like it, I guess??” He'll say.

Attuma likes it when she calls him ‘Papi’. He likes it a lot.

“Attuma, come here please!”

“One second, Ko! What the fuck!? That was in!” He’s watching soccer, but she needs him to come taste this new recipe she’s trying.

“Papi, come here and eat this!”

She doesn’t hear anything for a moment and then, quick heavy steps until he’s in the doorway. He looks her up and down then to what she’s doing. “What did you say?”

“I said come try this.” She lied.

“No, you didn’t. You said ‘come eat you’. You called me Papi. Them is 'fucking words'.”

“Come try this damn asada!”

“I’m not hungry for that. Bend over the counter.”

“Attuma!”

Okoye sends him dirty pictures while he's at work or often with friends. Before she moved in with him, he would have to endure her sending him racy photos in her underwear or suggestive selfies.

One time, she did it and he got tired of it.

She sent him a picture of her in new lingerie and watches as his text bubble pops up and down repeatedly.

Then

Incoming Call: Attuma 😘

"Hello?"

"Open the door."

She learned her lesson that night.

Their first date:

Attuma planned everything. With the help of their friend group.

He made dinner reservations and a beautiful walk through the botanical gardens and then he'd have Namor drive his range so he wouldn't have to worry about parking.

The reservations fell through, so they had to get take out food instead.

Namor got a flat on the way to pick them up from the gardens, he was waiting for M'baku to pick him up now.

and it was pouring rain. They were stranded in the pouring rain.

He and Okoye were soaked and he nearly cried thinking about how the night was ruined.

"It's okay, Tuma! This has been great still!"

"But it wasn't supposed to be like this, Ko! It was supposed to be perfect..."

They found slight shelter under a tree, and she comforted him. Pressing soft kisses into his cheek while he kicked at the rocks in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Ko..."

"Don't be. Listen, I like you and I love that you put so much effort into today... I don't even care that my hair is wet!"

"Really?" "Of course... sorta. But the rain isn't your fault."

They sat in silence for a moment.

"Y'know..." Okoye starts. "I've never had a kiss in the rain..."

Attuma doesn't respond just stands up and takes her hand in his, walking out into the rain. When he stops, she goes to ask how he wants to do it and her feet have left the ground.

The world stops when he holds her up in his arms and kisses her. And she feels like a princess! She thinks the violins she hears might be in her imagination... but she doesn't care.

His hands, gently in her hair, hers upon his chest. Attuma smiles and glances toward the sky which promises more rain to come, thunder like a round of applause for love and romance.

She takes a moment to appreciate the rain rolling down his neck and off his stubbled jaw.

He pulls back and sets her down gently. He lets out a small laugh and she knows it's because she's awestruck at how perfect he looks, soaked in rain.

"I'll make it up to you, Ko. We can have another first date."

"No."

"N-no? Wha-"

"This was perfect."

[thesand-snakes]

There's a photo that exists that I had forgotten about. I blocked it from my memory for twelve years. And then in February, Facebook regurgitated it and threw it at me, and I have not been able to stop being angry about it.

I hate that fucking photo. I hate it because I am so clearly fucking uncomfortable, I look like I want to crawl out of my own skin, and I remember everyone laughing when it was taken. He never took no for an answer when it came from me. Never listened when I said stop. The photo is fucking proof. And I hate it because the person who took it saw so little wrong with what was happening, she not only took that photo while giggling up a storm, she posted it and tagged me in it.

I removed the tag. But the photo still exists.

And if I ask why she did it now, I'm "dredging up the past," and "why didn't you say anything back then?"

I DID!

But my discomfort was and is a joke to them. I am a joke. And when I begged for help to make him stop, because he actually respected the two of them enough to listen, I was told I needed to stop reacting to the harassment.

"He only does it to get a reaction from you. If you stop reacting, he'll leave you alone."

Because it was MY fault. Everything was always my fault. Is my fault.

And when we got home from that trip and I climbed into my shower and scrubbed my skin raw so that I could erase the memory, and then adamantly refused to hang out with him ever again, I was the asshole. I was breaking up the friend group. Again. Because when people hurt me, it doesn't matter. It's not important enough to bother anyone else.

"Well, he's never done anything like that to me."

Great. So fucking thrilled for you. But he did do it to me, and he's a vile little man, and I don't believe in Hell anymore, so I can't say I hope he goes there, but I can say I hope he fucking ROTS.

But that's not how anyone else saw it. I mean, clearly I deserved the harassment, right? Because I was too weak to stand up for myself? So why should anyone else, right? And how dare I ask for help, anyway! Don't I know that asking people to "white knight" for me is fucking insane?!

I'm tired. I haven't slept in like three days. I want to scream or cry or something, but no one wants to hear that, and even if they did, I don't want to inconvenience anyone.

So I'll swallow it until my next therapy session, where my therapist will AGAIN tell me I REALLY need to start talking to people in my life again, and stop bottling shit up, and I'll AGAIN tell him that it's not that fucking simple. That I used to try, that I spent years trying, and being made to feel like a fucking inconvenience for wanting to talk. That I was raised being told by both friends and family that I'm too sensitive and I need to get my emotions in check and grow up. That my tears brought someone I thought was my friend fucking JOY for a year, and that now I can't let myself cry even when I'm alone. That I'm aware that it's stunted me. That swallowing those emotions and pushing them down and remaining stone faced has kept me from actually learning how to process them. That I understand that the bottling them up and feeling suppressed and depressed and so fucking alone led me to drinking too much and making stupid fucking mistakes and becoming the most annoying person anyone has ever known. And that, fuck, according to 80% of the people I have ever cared about, I was already, at least, most of the way there, so that just made it worse. And that it's why I'm even more alone than I was before. And fuck, I was so alone before.

That I'm not worth the time it takes to read this post.

That I know these things. And I can't unknow them.

And I have tried really, really fucking hard to be better. I stopped drinking earlier this year, but now my sleep schedule is fucked and insomnia is awful, and that's made it worse and it's a really fucking annoying cycle that I can't break. And that when I try to explain this cycle to people, they look at me like I'm an idiot and tell me to just step out of it like I'm not in a fucking whirlpool that's pulling me down and slowly drowning me.

And that picture...that fucking picture still exists. And it's eating me alive.

And I want it gone. Burned. Destroyed. Erased from the internet. But I also want it printed, and stored somewhere secure where I don't have to look at it. Because it's proof. It's proof that when I say that even when I ask for help, I don't get it, that when I fucking BEG for someone to take my fucking side for once, it doesn't happen. It's proof that all the times I've been told I'm "overdramatic" and that if I just asked for help instead of "just expecting it," maybe someone would help me. It's PROOF that that was never the fucking case.

It's proof that I'm worth even less than I make myself out to be.

And the worst part is, if either of the two people who were laughing while it was taken had been in my shoes, in that situation, I would have killed him. I could have killed him. I would have reached across the aisle and pulled them out of that situation before it ever got that far. I sure as fuck never would have taken a photo.

But because it was me...

[heartshapedbubble]

HI I ZOOMED AS SOON AS I SAW THE WORD QUICKEST I HOPE IM QUICK ENOUGH HWHSHSBAJAKJAH

So I'm a really quiet introvert for most people. Often, the most you can hear from me are a few words and hums. But actually, there's a lot of things I want to talk about. I just don't have the courage to vocalize them. Because whenever I speak, I stutter and fumble over my words. I'm really embarrassed by that and it resulted to me just staying quiet or anxiously repeating the things I want to say in my head before I say them like a script. That's why I prefer texting texting or writing over face to face communication. But that doesn't mean I don't have fun when talking with someone personally. I do get talkative with people I'm close to because I feel comfortable with them even if I make mistakes in speaking–most of the time atleast.

I'm very ambitious but lazy (hehe sorry). But these days I do try to be productive. Like trying out new sports even though I hardly go outside. And I'm trying to build new habits to improve my skills. But whenever I see someone better than me, it's either I feel motivated to do more or give up.

It's very easy to make me laugh as it is to make me cry. I laugh the simplest and smallest things. Even the ones people don't find that hilarious. And yelling at me or even the slightest change of tone on me would send me tearing up.

I am an emotionally sensitive person, yes. But I do hope that doesn't make me look pathetic.

I am on the path to become a doctor but I haven't decided what kind. But I am considering about studying for psychology.

Now as for preferences, I am fond of space and nature! I think both are equally beautiful and fascinating. I like sweets, especially chocolate but I don't like eating a lot. My favorite type of foods are cold foods and salad! I just think it taste good–and usually healthy! I also like journalism and taking videos/photos of a lot of stuff.

That's all! Sorry if this seems weird or maybe vague.

And Happy Valentine's Day!!

DW ANON!! no shame at all we're all cringe and affection starved here

HAPPY VALENTINES NONNIE !!!!! 💞💞💞

i match you with...

joseph desaulnier! 📷

oh my god he finds you SOSOSO cute you literally turn into putty in his hands

like literally gushing over you and pinching your cheeks whenever you cutely stumble on your words or get red in the face

he's going to give you all the time and comfort in the world to get you to talk and ramble about your interests, he wishes you could speak up for yourself more easily so he's going to assist you whenever needed :<

would absolutely pick you up bridal style and twirl around with you... hehe...

would try to motivate you as much as possible during those lazy days when you don't feel like doing anything - and if it doesn't work? mannnn what a shame (proceeds to pick you up and bring you to his room to cuddle instead)(this is all part of his plan)

i feel like your interests would overlap! he loves listening to you and sharing his bits of knowledge and help whenever possible

yo like.. this man would literally spoon feed you if you're up for that... i feel like he'd have the time of his life just spoiling the shit of his partner

often suprises you w/ bouquets (help did i write it right) of your favourite flowers, small bottles of nice perfumes, trinkets and gadgets related to your interests and obviously your favourite food!! do NOT try to talk him out of doing that tho - the prices don't matter to him, he just wants you treat you well when you're feeling burned out, sad, and even in general

takes pictures of you often and has them pinned all over his studio and even has one that he keeps inside of his coat <3

his favourite thing to do is to tuck your hair away behind your ear and do that thumb stroke thing (YOUKNOWWHATIMTALKINGABOUT) whenever he gets his hands on you

skygazing and herbarium-making dates?????? ummm hell fucking yes

he's deeeeefinetly clingy especially considering what happened to claude. he doesn't like to admit it but he gets a bit whiny when you're not around and often spends hours just holding you in his hands and savoring the feeling of safety he gets from you

is your shoulder to cry on whenever you're feeling overwhelmed or sad, this man would jump in front of a train before ever raising your voice @ you you're so precious and beautiful to him :((

[dolceterzo]

11, 22, 33 and 44 😁

Thank you, darling! 😊🖤

11. Favourite extracurricular activity?

Being crafty/artistic; painting, embroidery, scrapbooking, drawing, DIY, dyeing/altering clothes etc. I love little projects like that, although it does mean I have a silly amount of crafting things in all available nooks of my home. 😂 It must also include listening to a podcast, listening to music or watching a documentary whilst I do said project. 😌

22. What type of person are you?

Oof, that is a big question! I have a solid sense of justice, I don't like unfairness or mistreatment of others, it really upsets me. (I don't think that's a particularly wild trait to have, but it rattles me easily.) I'm quite nurturing and supportive of others, I'm more patient than most and want to help everyone with everything (I like being a problem solver) - which doesn't always end up being a good thing for me, but I still don't want to lose that part of myself. I can be sensitive, moody and broody, but once I've cooled down, I'm generally a chill person, I'm very tolerant of a lot until it reaches a boiling point, lol. Oh, and I cry over everything, happy, sad, excited, angry, all of it makes me cry. 😂

My personality test always gives me INFJ (Advocate): a personality type with the Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Judging traits. They tend to approach life with deep thoughtfulness and imagination. Their inner vision, personal values, and a quiet, principled version of humanism guide them in all things.

33. The last adventure you've been on?

The last one technically was my last December trip to Bath with my best friend Jade. We had a seasonally fun time, bought trinkets, went to the Roman Baths and the Abbey, it was lovely.

However, the trip I want to talk about is the one I took to Belfast in early November! Same old train troubles (thanks privatisation), but I also took a plane for the first time in over a decade, my 28-year-old self had forgotten what it was like to fly and for some reason was really excited to fly in a window seat. My best friend, Bee, didn't know how to tell me I would hate it. (Because she knows how I feel about heights, lol.) Not wanting to make me worry, she let me discover it on my own, and boy I hated it, I was literally putting out my hands to grip the seat in front every time the plan dipped a little. 😂

We had a really cool time going to an antiques and curiosities warehouse, On The Square Emporium. A really emotional time visiting the Titanic Museum, which is hands down the most amazing museum I've ever been to. (Also it's one of my special interests.) We went to the Ulster Museum and looked at all sorts, but especially dinosaurs! We got tattoos on the fly whilst we were there which was really fun, we both saw the sign that said "Walk-ins ->" and our eyes lit up! We had room service in our Premier Inn which was so funny to us, we saw cool street art, and walked through all the different quarters. We bought "nice tat" from the souvenir shops that are around Belfast. We sat in the sunshine and ate our Tim Hortons several days in a row, we were so excited to have access to a Timmy's! We also went to the Botanic Gardens and I took some beautiful photos of Bee in the rose garden during golden hour. And sweetest of all as we were walking past a pub, we heard them playing Friends In Low Places by Garth Brooks - we both love him, so we sat on a bench in the sunshine and enjoyed that moment together. It was such a great trip, and ugh, I just miss fun adventures!

44. You get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Man, just a free pass? Literally any one of the world leaders who unabashedly contribute and financially benefit from the dehumanisation and annihilation of entire populations all over the world for one justification or another.

Thanks so much for this, Jen, it gave me plenty to talk to about! 🥰

[lilacsugarcookie69]

⚠️ CONTAINS IE SPOILERS, CRIES FOR HELP FROM CHILDISH BEING, I LOVE IE AND U HAVE TO LIVE WITH THAT HEHE⚠️

(if u get the pain, I'd be more than happy to chat with someone bout that, no one of my friends/family really knows that, thus they don't get my pain/ other emotions (and there's a lot!) while watching this anime, so text!!!!)

OH FUCKIN GODS OF ALL THE UNIVERSES EXISTING!!!!!!!

I...have...just...finished... WATCHING IE GO GALAXY!!!!

And let me tell u, that was nothing I've expected it to be! So many new characters! So many new places! AAAAAAA!!!!

If fuckin Areorion or Chrono Stone brainwashed me then Galaxy has fuckin stole my brain and erased it, blew it away for good...

Holy fuck, that scene, when Banda (I fuckin forgot the name, even though I've watched 20 episodes today!!!) died made me cry like a little kid!!

☝️ it's edited tho, I googled his name :3

God, I'm so fucking sensitive, when it comes to stupid fictional characters!!!

And when potomuri died and only Mizukawa's true self was left, was also heartbreaking af!!!

I've read some fics/ seen some pictures or spoilers before watching Galaxy and I thought it would be much more Resistance Japan centric, and it wasn't (thank goodness hehe), no but really I have been relieved, although I hoped to see more KyouHaku tbh...

I've made some screenshots/ photos while watching it (let me know, if u do that too :P) and i have some stuff I want to share, so I'll do it in the following post(s), the following day(s).

I'm sure, there's so much more I'd like to say rn, but my brain is as empty as my plate when I finish all my pancakes with an incredible speed (apologies for a not-so-funny- poor-attemp-to-make-a-joke-at-almost-10-pm-hehe)

Anyways, yeah, now there's just (if I counted right, my current 'data' may be wrong - I with it was, I neeeeeeed IE to survive, it's my oxygen :3) 2 movies left: the great ogre army and the second one which's name I forgot (sclerosis hits hard, my friends), so yeah, looking forward to enjoy them, but kinda scared of what I might see, I'd like to keep my now-erased-brain after all...

[Expect more of shit like that]

☝️

Meaning more posts containing IE (Galaxy) content ;w;

[littledreamingirl19]

T: - Ok, I think the time has come for us to get together again. It's been over two years since the last meeting and I can't stand everyone talking at the same time anymore, I need to rest and nobody here is helping me.

Beatrice: - Where do you want to start? The good or bad things?

T:- Each one says what's good and then what's bad.

Beatrice: - ok, you start, little one.

Bea: - Me?! But.. it's good! He treats me right, he really makes me laugh, he doesn't put me down or belittle my crying, he takes me in when I need him, and he seems to enjoy playing with me, even when I'm mean he knows how to calm me down. I see him as my hero. I don't see anything bad about it.

Beatrice: - Expected from a child. Anyway, he is strong and fearless, he knows how to deal with the most adverse situations, I can trust him with any problem, I see him as a partner and that I find very sexy. But the temper is destructive, just like mine, everything we can build, we can destroy in seconds and it hurts both of us, sometimes it feels like I'm facing a hurricane.

Eddie: - He is.. a friend, his intellectual skills both for writing and for music are majestic and I admire him for having such tact and feeling imposed on his projects. On the downside, I see him as a hungry predator, that when things get out of hand he transforms, he's totally unpredictable.

Effie: - I don't think anything other than him being a hottie!

The pervert: - That I agree with you!

Effie: - But he has more qualities, such as being sensitive and welcoming people who need him, even if at times I think this serves as a bargaining chip when he needs it, and that's the part that I find strange..

Philip: - I like him as a whole, but I think that for you it might be something controversial, my opinion is almost always barred in this shit. I can't even want to kill him or cut him into pieces that you throw me in the back of the room. He likes pain as a form of pleasure, that's what we have in common, we're aggressive and he knows how to play along, he just tests us to the limit, he knows that, but I don't think he'd want to see what I can do, all bitch that comes close will have her days numbered, and so will he.

T: - Sigh... Hey, you, say something at least this once.

The creator: - He has a brilliant mind, sometimes I think about doing so many things with him because I know he will listen to me and listen to my ideas.. or so it seems.

The pervert: - Admit that you get a hard-on because of that hehe! You know I have nothing to hide, he knows how to give me pleasure and an uncontrollable boner, this is the man I want all for myself. You think it objectifies our body, if I could have control of everything, that wouldn't be a problem, the only problem would be keeping myself at home.

T: - And that's why you're locked up, I can't let you out. Anyway, is all this enough? Everyone here reached a consensus that everything could be false, he could be with more than one girl just to satisfy himself when I didn't want to, we never had good examples of the opposite.

Bea: - Not even our father...

Beatrice:-But dad changed when he lost us. Does he have that fear too? Everything he said makes sense too, why spend money and waste time with a fucked up person like... us?!

Eddie: - human trafficking? Trophy? Sell our photos? You know it exists, don't play dumb.

Bea: - But even so, it's too expensive for an uncertain return... isn't it?

T: - Yes indeed.

The creator: - that girl could have faked the conversations, that he was blackmailing her, or it could have really been in the past..

Beatrice: - But what about the photo? It's a lot of coincidence that she sent exactly the same photo from a day ago that he sent us. Even if he said the photo was old, how would she know he sent something recent?! That shit is what's bugging us all and you know it.

T: - I... I know, I don't care about his past, who he's been with, it doesn't really matter to me.

Beatrice:- that was the first time that it affected all of us deeply. He knows the power he has over us... and we still want to take that risk?

"Everyone looked at each other, a silence was there in that empty space, and everyone hugged, welcomed each other"

All: - yes!

T: - It brought us a lot of joy and also a lot of pain, from the beginning and we know it won't end here. He gave us hope, he gave us love and he made us feel important in our own way, he didn't want to mold us or even judge us.. we are the same, and as much as it hurt us.. he is worth going through all of this .

[aeslandsong]

i'm going to try and eat a clean diet for the rest of my life, take part in cleanses, detoxes, drink a good amount of water everyday, and exercise. no more caffeine, it makes me cry because i'm sensitive to it now. i'm happier with golden milk blend, which has anti-cancer properties and it benefits your skin. hopefully i can find a better support system with like minded people that got sick of drugs, even marijuana, and will support me. it all made me so sick and i took out my delusions online because i literally thought certain things were happening to me, sounding like a complete idiotic piece of shit and damaging reputations. hopefully people just rejected what i said by seeing that i was insane and ignored the slander that i created by being delusional. i'm better than my past in this moment and i need to continue to know that my life is limited and i cannot handle what other people can. i have to start believing it 100% and move on. i also have to stop missing people that have been ignoring and avoiding me that i used to be close to. it's hard though, i'm always going to have a heart for my past, before i had a psychotic break and was actually a popular, beautiful girl. maybe i can find a group of friends again. i know i am capable of being my best self and treating others with respect over thinking they were persecuting me. i have led a long life of being delusional and it exasperated by not taking care of myself. i'm done being fucked up towards people that do not give a shit about me nor want anything to do with me. but there are people out there that do want to get to know me, be a support system and have love for me and i just need to remember that when i feel alone. maybe i can make more friends on tumblr too. maybe people will want to talk to me again seeing that i'm actually putting effort into myself. i'm over being embarrassed by my past, i think that means i'm maturing or reaching another stage of my life instead of having certain obsessions. if anyone has connections to people in popular social media and can help me delete accounts that i can't access anymore, please help me. it would lift a lot of paranoia and stress from my body, soul and mind. and it'd be a miracle if anyone looked out for me like that. i know it's keeping me from getting a worthwhile job and i know i can't even sign up for onlyfans because of my social media. i don't really know if i want to join anyway but i know i'd have fun posting pics of my outfits and doing suggestive photos and videos because it's a form of entertainment to me and i had been doing it for so long. i'm still nice to look at and i know i attract others, which is a blessing and a curse. i wish i could attract the right people, and i need to change my life for that. i need to try and be more social with the right crowd. i know i can find a honey if i present myself well. i'm done being a disappointment and form to mock instead of wanting to engage with me. i miss a lot of people from my past, even the people i just had moments with because they were special to me. i hope i can still find my soul mate one day. i'm still a lovable, cute person, even more so than when i was younger. i'm very polite now and i'm following rules. i am well liked by others, but none of them are material for dating, they're my peers at the program and it's not just a rehab, that's a small portion. it's a day program for the mentally ill. i need someone stable and someone that wants to try with me. i hope if i do fall in love, i can keep it together. i want to feel infatuated again with someone but in a stable way. i want to be able to be someone that they want to take care of and be there for. i need someone light hearted that can laugh at my social media and just love me despite it. there has to be a sweetheart out there for me. i'm only growing cuter by the day as i get healthier and improve. i don't want to cry anymore, it's such an ugly expression. it's cathartic but i know for me, if i have to write to get out of my sadness, i'm going to do it to keep busy.

[kissesforsatoru]

scara, nsfw prompt 12 with weak, shy and crybaby reader??

𓏲 ˖. pairings. . . scaramouche x fem!reader

𓏲 ˖. summary. . . “don't worry, sweetheart. i won't show these photos to anyone else, they're just for me”

𓏲 ˖. warnings. . . general yandere themes, nsfw, non-consensual picture taking

today, scara abandoned his duties as a harbinger to stay with you. when he tried to leave early in the morning, shaking your sleeping form awake to kiss you goodbye, tears welled in your eyes and you begged him to stay with you. and as cold as scara acted, he was absolutely smitten for you, so of course he stayed.

you'd just woken up from your nap when you felt scara nuzzle into your neck, softly kissing and licking you. a soft moan-like sigh escaped your lips as you tilted your head to the side, allowing him easier access to continue as he pleased—which he took full advantage of.

the arm wrapped around your body tightened, pulling you closer into him as he crawled over your body. a needy whine left your lips when he finally stopped sucking on your neck, instead lapping at the mark left behind to soothe the aching redness. you tugged on his shirt, willing him to suck more marks, but he grabbed both of your hands and pinned them above your head.

"you're awfully need today, hm?" he whispered softly as he stared down at you. "there's no rush, sweetheart. i'll give you what you want if you're patient." you looked away from him shyly, embarrassed by his words, but he held your chin and made you look at him again.

he leaned down and kissed you softly, and you kissed him back with a content sigh. you felt one of his hands on your hip, rubbing lightly at your soft skin while also pushing up the loose, oversized shirt you wore to bed.

when he pulled away from your lips, he trailed kisses slowly down your body until he reached your exposed tummy. you squirmed in his hold when he licked you slowly and teasingly along the hem of your panties, savoring the taste of you against his tongue.

you whined, feeling wetness begin to pool between your legs the more he teasted your sensitive body. he hooked a finger under the fabeic of your underwear, pulling them off your legs as his lips trailed across your thighs.

he settled between your legs and wrapped his arms around your waist, pinning your hips to the bed. you bit your lip as you looked at him nervously, anticipating the pleasure he's about the bring upon your body.

you couldn't hold back the soft, airy moan that's been threatening to escape when he licked your soacking cunt lightly. he pressed his tongue flat against your clit and groaned, causing reverberation to send pulses of pleasure through your body.

you threaded your fingers through his hair, tugging on it lightly as he continued to lap at your pussy fervently. you couldn't help but cry weakly, the sensations coursing through your body almost too much to handle, but you still bucked your hips against his mouth desperately.

scara always made you feel so good, he knew exactly what you liked. it was always difficult not to lose yourself and completely succumb to his will when he made you feel like you were on an intense high.

you felt your body begin to tingle, the coil in the pit of your stomach at the brink of release, but just before you could cum, he pulled away with a small kiss to your clit. you whined as tears slipped down your cheeks, turning your head to bury it in the pillow beside you to hide how embarrassed you are by your desperation.

"shh, don't cry. i'm not done yet, baby." he hummed, coming up from between your legs to kiss and lick your tears away. his hands soothed over your shaking body, and you couldn't help but lean into his touch.

when you looked at him, a pout splayed on your lips, he merely placed a kiss on the corner of your lips, whispering a quite sorry. you watched intently as he stood up on his knees, pulling off the shorts he had on quickly before alligning his cock up to your entrance.

you sighed contently as he sunk into you, slowly until his base met your hips. you closed your eyes and tilted your head back as he pulled back out, and then pushed back in again. his pace gradually grew faster, and soon you were moaning and whining uncontrollably as he drilled into you.

it was almost unbelievable how quickly the coil in your stomach bgan to tighten, nearing release again. you tilted your head back, gripping the sheets tightly when he placed his thumb on your clit, circling it at the pace of his thrusts. you felt so overstimulated and far too sensitive to handle all of the pleasure coursing through your body.

what pushed you over the edge, causing your body to convulse haphazardly around his cock, was when he leaned down and bit your neck. you panted heavily as you watched him pull out of you and cum all over your stomach after stroking himself a little.

you felt exhausted, and it was hard fighting off the urge to pass out, but something caught your attention that made your stomach drop uncomfortably—a click.

the sound had completely caught you off guard, and you didn't quite understand what it was at first. tears welled in your eyes as you quickly pulled a blanket over your naked body, shielding it from the lense of the camara scara held up over you.

your lip quivered as you tried to muster something, anything, but all you could do was sob.

"don't worry, sweetheart. i won't show these photos to anyone else, they're just for me." he assured, wrapping his arms around you as he layed down to cuddle.

his words did nothing to comfort you.