#LIKE I CAN FEEL IT HAPPNEING OKAY OKAY

[manchesterau]

dates with dan and phil

[jimmyclueless]

Hello 👋 🤗,

I hope you are well 🌺.

I am writing to you with a heart full of hope and faith, asking for your urgent help. My family is in great danger due to the war, and I am running a fundraising campaign to save them.

Please, could you reblog the post about my campaign on my account? Every share can make a difference in my family's life. 🙏

Note:My old Tumblr account was deactivated💔, and I need your support again♥️.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can provide. 🌹🌺

hello!

i try to avoid any potentially stressful things on this blog, since i have nothing to donate and hate the guilt of being unable to help.

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untouchable

14: Mastermind

Lando Norris x OC (Violet Sinclair)

same group friend, unrequited love, acquittances to lovers, ski trip, love triangle, life as lovers

Words: 3.9k

Warnings: a lot of fluff and a little of drama

a/n: Happy Valentine's Day!!!! I think this chapter fits this day because of what happnes here!

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His kisses on my shoulder were the reason I woke up. His hands on my stomach were the reason for my smile. His body pressed against mine was the reason why I turned around and wrapped my arms around him.

“Good morning” I whispered, hiding my face in his chest, breathing his scent.

“Morning, beautiful” he whispered, making me giggle. “How did you sleep?”

“Really good” I smiled. “Should we get out of bed? I can smell pancakes downstairs”

“Oh yeah” he laughed. 

But we stayed in bed a little longer. Somehow, this felt intimate. Laying face to face, naked and with our hands and fingers exploring each other's body. Sex wasn't necessary to be intimate with someone, just feeling comfortable and connected was everything we needed.

“When are we leaving for the next trip?” I whisper, feeling shivers run my body as he traced my spine with his fingers.

“Hm… why don't we go in a few days?” he whispered, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against mine, rubbing the tip of my nose with his.

“Oh? And spend the New Year together?” I smiled.

“Is that okay?” he whispered. “Or you had plans with your family? I mean, we can go whenever you want. I only have to make a few calls and everything will be fine”

“I think that if I go with my family they will bomb me with questions about you” I sighed, kissing his chin. “Since we are practically posting pictures of each other…”

“About that…” he whispered. “You don't mind, right? On Christmas Eve we just played with it and made it look like the pictures were of Max and Pietra. But yesterday…”

“I don't mind” I smiled. “We're doing this the right way. I like it”

He smiled and kissed my forehead, his hand going down my back and placing it on my thigh, pulling me closer and making me wrap my leg around his hip. He just held me, closing his eyes and keeping me close.

“Did your parents call or something?” he sighed. 

“Yeah, they texted me” I sighed. “A picture of them in Athens with Santa's hats”

“At least that's something…” he smiled weakly. 

“I just… It annoys me that since I moved here to London they don't try to be with me” I whispered. “It's like… Once I flew away from the nest they assumed I wouldn't come back. They only came once here, and it was for my graduation and after begging them that it was important for me”

“I'm sorry Violet…” he sighed, rubbing my back. 

“They only care about themselves” I said. 

“Then let them be” he whispered. “You have a family here, a chosen family. You made a life here in London, you have friends here”

“Yeah…” I smiled. “I just… Yesterday I was a little jealous. Your family is amazing, I loved them and I felt so grateful to be welcomed the way I was. They don't judge neither ask for favors”

“You can be part of this family” he whispered, cupping my cheek. “And you will be part of this family”

“Hm? Yeah?” I smiled, somehow understanding what that meant. “I want to be part of this family”

“Really?” he smiled. 

“I-I mean… I feel comfortable with them and with you” I said. “And I think I never felt like this with previous partners. Never felt this… full, happy and relaxed with someone. You are my favorite pair of eyes, my favorite smile, my favorite notification. You are my person, Lando…”

“Violet…” he whispered, surprised by my confession, looking at me, not knowing what was coming next.

“What I'm trying to say is…” I smile looking at him. “I think I'm falling in love with you, Lando. Like, pretty hard. And it scared me to tell you because I feel it's early, but then I just started to think. Maybe I felt something for you before. Like, maybe a tiny bit of love or feelings for you were buried inside my chest. Maybe before Harry got inside my mind, trying to make me think that you weren't good…”

“Say it again” he whispered looking at me with a smile, cupping my cheeks and stopping my mumblings. 

“I'm in love with you” I smiled, holding his cheeks.

“Be mine” he whispered. “For real. Like, be my girlfriend. I planned to ask you during the trip, but this wasn’t in my plans”

“You know that Taylor Swift song?” I chuckled. 

“Mastermind? Oh yeah, she got inspired by me” he joked.

“Idiot” I laughed. “But my idiot”

“So it's a yes?” he smiled. 

“Mhm” I chuckled and hugged him. 

“You are officially my girlfriend?” he smiled and I just nodded, kissing his lips as a way of sealing this, of telling him that I'm his.

And somehow, it scared me. But I tried to brush it off. Because I know that I will be happy with Lando, that he wouldn't do what Owen, Jared or Michael did. He can love me right, he showed me…

“Let's go have breakfast” I whispered, hiding my hm face on his neck and pressing a tender kiss on his skin.

I took a deep breath, sitting on the bed and looking at him, watching his hand travel towards my waist, pressing a soft his on my back while his hand moved upwards towards my chest. I closed my eyes at the feeling of his warm palm under the curve of my breast, making me bite my lip and sigh.

“Not here…” I whispered, looking back at him.

“It's inevitable” he sighed, sitting behind me and kissing my cheek. “You are beautiful, it's unfair I can't touch my gorgeous girlfriend”

I laughed softly and pressed a soft kiss on his lips before getting up and grabbing yesterday's clothes, getting dressed and waiting for him to do the same while I watched through the window.

“This house is really beautiful” I said. “The kids have space to play, your sister has her horse close…. I like it”

“Yeah?” He smiled, standing behind me and wrapping his arms around me, kissing the back of my head. 

“Mhm” I smiled leaning on him. “Like, it's the perfect family house. Big lands, space for kids, lots of rooms… It obviously screams that your parents have money, but they did a great job with this place”

“Hypothetically speaking… Would you like a house like this?” he whispered, making me swallow thickly. “I-I mean, if we're just still together! Which I'd love to, you know. Like, we're at a good age to settle down, think about the future… those things”

“Lando…” I sighed, tensing a little, turning around and placing my hands on his chest.

“I get it, really. You don't want to think about that” he smirked weakly.

“It's not that” I sighed, kissing his chin. “It's just… I want to see what this leads us to, okay? You just asked me to be your girlfriend, and even if we are in love, we have to see how this works. How we work as a couple”

“I understand” he nodded. “But…”

“Lando” I smile, cupping his cheek. “Now I'm blinded by my love for you. But I just don't want to start making plans too soon. What if something happens and we won't have that future you want, hm? What if… I don't know. What if we fall out of love? What if this is not what we want?”

“I would rather die than fall out of love” he said, seriously. “I would rather die than losing you and not having a future with you”

“Lando…” I mumbled, somehow touched by his words.

“No, Violet. You don't get it” he smiled weakly cupping my cheeks and kissing my forehead. “I love you. So much. And it would kill me to not be with you after waiting so much to have you in my arms. I would do everything I can to make you stay, you hear me?”

I sighed and nodded, cupping his cheek and hugging him. His words worked, but still…

“You are that person for me, Violet” he whispered. “You are the love of my life. The person I picture when I dream about getting married, the person that holds my baby for the first time laying in a bed. You are that someone for me”

I couldn't answer that, I can't tell him that I'm scared of it. Because I dreamed that once, but that person was the one that forced me. 

“Let's go have breakfast” he sighed, unwrapping his arms around me and walking out of the room.

“Lando…” I sighed, following him.

“It's okay” he smiled, turning around and holding my hand. “I'm happy. Let's live the present”

I sighed and followed him, holding his hand and kissing it. We sat on the table and I didn't let go of his hand, holding it tight. He grabbed his phone and read some things about work as well as answering other mails.

“I have to stay here in January” he said and I looked at him.

“Oh? Why?” I frowned. “I thought you were free from work?”

“I mean, free from sim and anything related to the car” he sighed. “The sponsors things and taking measures of the suits and the seat is better doing it now that late”

“You will have sponsor meetings?” I asked him, leaving the mug on the table after listening carefully.

“Yeah… and the annual end of season dinner with the team is in two days” he said smiling. “So I guess I'll talk with Oscar and know if he will reserve a room so I can reserve one too”

“You can stay in my apartment, you know?” I said. “I mean… To save the money. And if Oscar wants to, he can come to spend time in my apartment, because obviously the spare room is my office…”

“Are you sure about this? I just don't want to be a burden…” he smiled weakly, turning his body to face me.

“Come on, don't be silly” I smiled. “I love having you around, you make me feel less lonely. And Oscar is a really nice guy, so he can keep you company whenever he wants while I'm out working”

“I just want to give you space, Violet” he smiled weakly. “I know you like being on your own…”

“I like it, yeah” I nodded. “And I like it when you are around, too”

“Okay” he smiled, giving up and hugging me.

“But you have to know that you will do chores too, hm?” I chuckled and kissed his cheek, looking at him.

“Just don't make me cook” he joked.

“Alright” I laughed softly.

“Well, then… I guess I'll have to go to Monaco to get a few things” he sighed, looking again at his phone. 

“Maybe you can go today” I said, leaning on him and looking at his phone. “You can go and come in the day, right? Then, you drop me at the apartment and while I work you can go there and come back”

“Okay” he nodded, kissing my temple. “That sounds good”

It was so easy asking him to stay with me for a little longer. So easy and scary. Asking him to stay with me for a few more weeks sounded good, it meant that I could wake up next to him more days. But at the same time, it meant to see his clothes in my wardrobe, his toiletries in my bathroom. It meant being domestic with him, living with him. 

Living with my boyfriend. Again.

But I tried to erase those thoughts from my mind. I tried to ignore the anxiety in my chest, the fear and panic. 

Lando would never do what they did to me.

After hugging his family goodbye and promising them that we would come back some time, we got in his car. A two and a half hour road trip, filled with music and our voices singing the songs, with his hand on my thigh and his thumb rubbing soft circles on my skin.

When we arrived to London he dropped me in front of my apartment building, holding my hand and kissing me softly.

“I’ll come as soon as I can” he smiled, bringing my knuckles to his lips. “You want me to bring something for dinner?”

“Oh, that would be great” I smiled nodding.

I got out of the car and walked inside the building, smiling when I saw that he was still there, waiting for me to get in the elevator.

“It's good to see you smile again, miss Sinclair” the receptionist said. “You had a package while you were away”

A package. Again.

“O-oh… Thank you” I smiled, grabbing the small box he held in his hands. 

“Is he your boyfriend?” he asked, looking at Lando's car that just left. 

“Mhm, yeah” I smiled. “We started not long ago”

“You two make a wonderful couple. I'm happy for you” he smiled.

I nodded and smiled, looking down at the box and getting on the elevator. 

Again, the same vibes, the same ball of anxiety in my chest while I looked at the box decorated with a bow. But I didn't open it, leaving it at the end of the wardrobe, not wanting to see what's inside of it.

I looked around and sighed, getting changed and putting my clothes on the laundry bag. 

I took a deep breath and looked at my wardrobe, swallowing the lump that wasn't letting me breathe, and closing my eyes as I started to remember things.

“What side do you prefer? I think I left enough space, right?”

I smiled looking at Owen, watching how he reorganized his clothes to make space for my clothes. 

“It's perfect” I smiled. “This is enough, don't worry”

Owen smiled and stood next to me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my lips. We have been dating for a while now, and since my landlord asked me to leave my apartment because he wanted to make a reformation that would last a few months, Owen offered me to move in with him.

“We should buy some new things, hm? To make the apartment a little more cozy” he whispered against my lips. “Maybe we can go to IKEA and look for some things for you? I was thinking about making a space for you and all your make up there”

“Like a dressing table?” I said smiling, brushing his golden hair with my fingers.

“Mhm, yeah” he smiled. “And definitely adding a table for you in my office”

“I would love that, babe” I smiled, kissing him.

“You do?” he smiled. “How about this?”

He pulled away from the kiss and then I heard something tingling next to my head. A pair of keys. The keys of his apartment with a keychain of Poseidon's trident.

“Oh!” I gasped, laughing.

I took a deep breath, shaking my head, wiping away the tears I let slip out of my eyes, noticing them after I felt a tasty flavor on my lips.

No. I can't let those memories come back. It's not fair for Lando.

I got up from the bed and started making space for his clothes, as well as folding the ones he left here from the previous days he stayed. I did the same in the bathroom, making space for his things and hanging another set of towels for him.

I should be happy. I found love again, I deserve it. But why am I afraid? Lando showed me what it is to be loved again, how good it feels to have someone that cares for you and wants the best for you. And I was the one that told him about staying with me while he has to work here, why am I feeling this anxious? It will only last a few weeks, not forever.

What is this feeling? Why am I scared to see someone else's clothes in my wardrobe?

And that conversation in the morning with Lando… He really thinks we will last? What if something goes wrong? His job is dangerous, even if the security of the cars are better now, that means nothing to all the possibilities that can happen. Does he not remember that car burning after a crash? Or that driver in Belgium's race years ago? He said he would rather die than lose me… Was he serious? Just the thought of that makes me feel nauseous. 

I don't want to lose him. I love him, I love him so much. I should focus on that, only that. We love each other. Yeah, that's everything I need to think about. Not about traumas, or self doubts. Our love is stronger than that.

I was happy. So happy that I could stop smiling for the rest of the day.

When confessed her feelings I thought I was still dreaming, having to pinch myself to check if I was awake. When she asked me to stay with her for a few more weeks while I had work to do I just pinched myself again.

Now I have two marks on my arm. But I didn't care. Not at all.

I tried to be as quick as I could to grab all the things I needed and pack them in a suitcase, because I wanted to be back with her. I had to pack a suit and something I could wear to the dinner in McLaren. I should invite her, right? Just to introduce her to them as my girlfriend.

I looked at my phone and sighed, watching all the tags in my Instagram, the mentions on Twitter. They are talking, they are researching who is the person in my pictures. And for a moment I wanted to not be famous. I wanted to be able to post pictures of the person I love and not explain why I do that.

But I'll do it once she's ready. 

The happiness in my chest was too big to let my mind think about those pictures I received anonymously and I didn't think xfot a moment about them, about the heaviness of leaving her alone.

All I could think about was coming back to her, unpacking my things and sleeping next to her again just to wake up next to her. Maybe it was too soon, maybe she did that because she wanted me to save my money, but the fact that I was going to live with her and have my things next to hers made me happy.

I had previous relationships, not a lot, but never to the point of living together, even if it was for a few weeks. I never experienced something like what I'm experiencing with Violet, I never had that need of showing them what it's like to be loved because none of them lived what she lived. And it makes me happy to be the one she chose to love, to make her believe in love again.

On my way back to the airport, with the suitcases and everything I needed, I looked at my phone, looking at all the pictures I took of her and all the pictures my siblings made of us. She looks happy there, a smile I never saw before, not even when she was with her last boyfriend. And it made me smile even more, because I was the reason for that smile, the reason why she closed her eyes and smiled when I kissed her cheek, or the reason why she blushed when I whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

My cheeks hurt because of how big my smile was.

Until I received a text. A from an unknown number.

unknown: well, well, well… I see you don't have brain cells, hm?

unknown: you can't get an indirect when you receive one, right? The speed might touched your brain to not let you think clearly

I frown reading those texts. Who is this? Who got my number?

unknown: Violet Sinclair is mine. No one else's

unknown: I guess you'll be the next one I have to remove

Lando Norris: who the fuck are you? You want money? I'll give you whatever you want. Leave me and my girlfriend alone

unknown: girlfriend? Oh boy, how funny is this going to be

I frown and block that number. What the hell? Who got my number?

Now I was panicking. I have to be with her, I can't leave her alone. What if someone is stalking her? What if someone breaks into her house and hurts her?

As soon as the plane landed I called her. I need to know if she's alright.

“Hey” she answered, and with her voice I could tell that she was smiling.

“Hey” I sighed, relieved. Good, she's alone at home, no one is with her. “I was wondering… what do you want for dinner?”

“Chinese, maybe?” she said. “I'm too lazy to cook something, actually”

“Then chinese will be” I smiled. “I'll be there soon, just landed minutes ago. I have to get my car and I'll be there”

“Alright, I'll set the table, then” she said. 

“Okay” I nodded. “I'll see you soon. Love you, bye”

“Love you too” she said, giggling.

And that happiness came back, mixed with anxiety and fear. 

The time went by slowly, maybe it was the traffic. I called a Chinese takeout and ordered dinner for us, so in the moment I arrived they could have them ready. I just want to arrive at her apartment and hold her, check that she is alright, that no one is around stalking her.

It scared me, thinking that someone could hurt her because of me. Somehow it reminded me of my last relationship, of the death threats and the hate.

But I can't let this affect me. Love is stronger than that. Our love is stronger than any threat.

With the car smelling of Chinese food and flowers, I parked it not far away from her building. I got out and grabbed everything as best as I could, making sure I didn't drop anything or break the flowers. The receptionist of the building opened the door for me and I smiled grateful, going towards the elevator and taking a deep breath while it took me to her floor. Leaving the suitcase next to me, I dressed the doorbell, waiting for her to open.

“Hey- Oh!” she gasped when she saw the flowers. “You didn't have to!”

“But I wanted to” I smiled, letting her hold the bouquet before I walked inside with the suitcase.

I smiled and looked around. I always liked her apartment, how clean and welcoming it is, with white furniture and a scent she always changed with the season of the year. During winter she always used sweet scents like vanilla or caramel, during spring she used floral scents, during summer she used frutal like peach or tangerine and during fall she liked the scent of wood.

“Let's have dinner first” she said, grabbing the bag hanging by my arm. 

“Yeah” I nodded. “I'll take the suitcase to your room.

She nodded and kissed my cheek, walking towards the kitchen while I went to her bedroom, smiling when I saw an empty side of her wardrobe and the clothes I left here already hanging in there.

This was a little dose of what I want in the future. Of the affirmation that I want to settle down with her.

And it felt amazing.

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[crazy-lazy-elder-sims]

❗❗❗❗hey hey hey hey hey hey ❗❗❗❗

DO NOT BE LED ASTRAY

Simblr do not get distracted by the Zionist cc Creators do not waste your time over them do not let thier voices take over the voices of palestnians and the activists who stand with Palestine

We do not need them or their voices we do not need thier phoney declaration of support to thier 3k followers we do not need that because if we ignore them and all of us focus together and stand together we all together will be more than all the followers they can dream of.

Im noticing they cooked up a template response together to rile you up and come out looking like the Kind melovelent bigger person

Any variation of "i know this is not the response you wanted to hear and thats okay we all have different opinions please make peace with that and please dont force political issues/real world issues/ your opnion/ your point of view on me on my tumblr this is my safe space/fun place/ escape/job/ Reputation/livelyhood and i'd like to keep it that way strictly about the sims and the community" just know if you see this it automatically translates to: that they have chosen to be okay with the many genocides happning as long as it doesn't affect them, these people have made up thier mind and nothing you say or do will make them change thier mind as long as they get to sleep on thier soft pillow at night they wont see you or hear you, so when you see shit like this DO NOT GET RILED UP DO NOT WRITE A RESPONSE make peace instantly with the fact that that person is a horrid genocider and block them and turn to the palastnian voices that need you.

I promise you no amount of arguing you do will change them if them being mentioned on a post that explains to them gently how they are complicit in a genocide wont get them to say somthing nothing will BECAUSE ITS INTENTIONAL.

They will go on with thier lives and thier over consumption and over indulgence to drown out the voices around them and they cry over the fake child death in house of the dragon but be stone faced when they see an actual palastnian child torn to shreds (not an exsagration). They will sympathize with 2 fake mothers mourning and crying over thier assassinated child in house of the dragon but feel disgusted when they see a Palestinian mother hold her very real assassinated newborn just so they can prove they have empathy.

Sigh anyways

The lists are good because they do 2 things 1) alert the creators and as we saw some of them didnt know and once they know they take good action

2) alert YOU to the ones that revealed themselves to be garbage and urge you to block them

That is all do not make it more than it is to the point it overshadows the real problem.

take care of your selves and thanks for listening :/ free Palestine

[xoxotaylynn]

daddy’s little girl

summary: chris is always there to help his girlfriend y/n when she needs especially when it comes to her family issues

warnings: family issues, no smut (SORRY) MAJOR FLUFF, crying, underage drinking, alcoholic dad, established relationship, abusive dad

growing up i’ve always been a daddy’s girl, my mom was always jealous. i think it stemmed from her childhood and her dad not being around much, my dad was my best friend but after my mom cheated on him he grew distant and started drinking. he didn’t leave cause apart of him will always love me like he did but he became an alcoholic, that’s when the abuse started. soon my mom left cause she could have an out but she left me with him and i resented her for that. i was in 7th grade when all this happned i didn’t know how to cope, so i stole my fathers drinks, he didn’t notice cause he thought he was just to drink to remember drinking them but i knew. then i went to high school, that’s when i met the triplets they are a year older than but we became best friends, now im 19 there going to be 20 i couldn’t move out right away when i turned 18 i had no money, so i got a job it doesn’t pay well so i’ve been saving i almost have enough to get an apartment, the triplets tried to help especially my boyfriend Chris but i wouldn’t allow it, Chris is the best thing that’s happened to me, we’ve been dating for 2 years now. i was coming home from a morning shift it was around 1:30 pm and i was in my room taking my hair out of my pony tail

“y/n! get your ass down here now!!” my dad yells. he’s drunk i could go down there but it wouldn’t end well, i could stay in here but he’ll probably come looking for me so i force myself down stairs

“hey dad what’s up!” i say not to happy not to mean or sad

“where the fuck have you been!” he yells

“i was at work dad” i have to be careful he’ll think im talking back

“DONT LIE TO ME!” he yells, i flinch “YOU ARE YOU FLINCHING YOU THINK IM GONNA HURT YOU HUH??”

“no i was just surprised by the yelling that’s all” i resisted him, stay calm

“YOU THINK IM GONNA HURT YOU?? OKAY LET ME SHOW YOU HURT” he grabs one of the empty beer cans on the coffee table that’s in the living room and chucks it at me before i can react it hits me in the face

“DAD STOP PLEASE” i beg my face hurts

“NO YOU WANT NE TO HURT YOU SO HURT” he’s marching over to me

“dad no please” i beg, he pushes me and i stumble to the ground

“you’re just a little bitch like you’re mother, A WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT AND A FUCKING LIAR” he kicks me in my stomach

“FUCK!” i yell “dad please it’s me you’re little girl!! i’m you’re best friend!!”

he throws his half full beer can at me and it shatters all over me

“clean this fucking mess up” he says before he walks away

i don’t cry not now that will only make things worse, i clean up the glass shards and make sure there’s no beer any where, then i go to the bathroom and clean myself up. i grab a change of clothes and change.

“where the fuck is it!!” i whisper yell to myself, then i find it. my pink Whitney, i start to drink it and it’s about half way full, i set it down and grab my backpack full of things i need for the night already since this happens often and i leave.

as i’m walking down the street with my drink in hand i’m slowly getting drunk. i have no clue where im going just walking, and drinking.

i’ve been walking for what feels like 2 hours but it wasn’t, i check the time and it’s now 3:02 i check my surroundings and i’m near a gas station i go in and grab some more alcohol and some snacks, i finish my Whitney and open the new drink of vodka, i sit in the side of the road with my drink and snacks i eat a small bag of Dorito’s and put the rest of the snacks in my backpack.

“where should i go??” i ask myself checking to see if there’s any hotels near by, there’s one it’s kinda sketchy but it will do. i start walking there and i’m stumbling now, i’m way to drunk to even check in

“fuck what am i gonna do” i slur and laugh at myself “i’m just like my dad”

i sit on the side of the road again and think about the shitty things. i see cars drive by but one of them looks like the triplets car but i convince myself its not. i’m proved wrong when the car comes back and stops, im to drunk to do anything and in still drinking away at my vodka i see a worried chris jump out the car.

“y/n!” he yells i flinch

“stop!” i jump up “stay there” im scared i don’t know why, cause it’s chris i love chris.

“y/n baby please let me help you” he says calmly but worried

“chris..” i start tears are ready to spill out, he slowly makes his way towards me

“i know baby, i know” he wraps his arms around me and starts the rub my back.

“chris why can’t he just love me” im balling into his shoulder

“shhh it’s okay ma let it out” he’s still rubbing my back

“why can’t he just be my dad again” im shaking now with the how bad im crying

“come on let’s go to my house” he says leading me to the car “nick will you get in front”

“yeah” he jumps out and happily gets the car this makes me laugh

“nicks in heaven right now” i tell chris

“yea definitely” he laughs with me

we get into the back and i’m in Chris’s arms again and he’s rubbing my back, we make it to the triplets house in about 10 minutes and chris takes me to his room

“let’s get you cleaned up” he says softly, i nod

“thank you chris” i smile weakly at him

“anything for you baby” he smiles back at me “so tell me what happened”

“i had just gotten home from work and changed i was taking my hair out of my pony tail” i pause

“yea you had a morning shift, and i know how you get headaches when having you’re hair up to long” he adds

“mhm, he tells me for me to get downstairs and u knew it would’ve been worse if i didn’t go so i did.” i’m about to cry again “i shouldn’t have i should’ve hid” some tears spill out

“it’s not you’re fault, it never is” chris rubs my cheek

“then he starts asking me where i was, i told him the truth and he didn’t like that he thought i was lying so..” i pause

“shh take you’re time”

“so.” i pause and sniffle “he throws a beer bottle at my head” i cry

“my poor baby” he wraps his arms around my shoulders

“then he pushes me down and kicks me in my stomach. and lastly he threw another beer bottle at me but that one was half way full” i sob again

“next time don’t drink call me please” he asks me

“yes i will promise” i pull away ana smile at him “can we take a nap?”

“how about first you hop into the shower i’ll get you some clothes then we can nap” he asks

“yea i thinks a shower would be good” i go to start the shower and he gets me clean clothes.

“i got you my blue lyrical lemonade hoodie cause i know that’s you’re favorite, and some basketball shorts cause i know you can’t sleep in pants” he sets it on the counter

“i would be able to sleep in pants on you were a human heater” i laugh

“you know you love me” he kisses me “might wanna brush your teeth to” he laughs

“hey!” i swat his arm and laugh to

i strip my clothes and get into the shower, i have to use chris’s products which sucks but i try to get him good stuff so he’s not using 3 in 1. it was a quick shower because i was exhausted. i dry myself off and change into the clothes.

“babe can you scratch my back” i ask

“yea i guess” he jokes

“yay thank you” i get into bed and wrap my arms around chris so he’ll be able to scratch my back while we cuddle “thank you for everything chris it means a lot i love you” i tell him

“anything for you y/n i love you so much” he starts to scratch my back

“i love you to” i drift off to sleep

sorry this lowkey sucks i was rushing but lmk if u wanna be added to my tags list, hope you enjoyed, sorry i did fluff there’s just like no fluff images and i HATE the ones if wattpad so im trying in here but i have a smut in the makings its gonna be rlly good, better than this at least.

[rainswhenyourehere]

also. if someone wants to help. (also btw hibi lore like. the most important part methinks)

how to "keep it casual" with. lets say hypothetically. if you came to a new school in seventh grade. and met a nice guy during swedish class and kinda connected with him immediately and. then you guys are like. best friends in your opinion and you guys hang out allll the time and you kind of have the biggest crush on him and. lets say. like. you love him so fucking much its borderline unhealthy? and like. then he starts sending you flirtatious gifs and texting you so. because youre in love. you send flirtatious gifs back and you guys basically call each other love and sweetheart and everything and !! you guys hold hands and he lets you listen to his music and gives you a plastic ring to match his and gives you gifts and treats and !! holds your hand btw !!!! and nearly asks you to kiss him during a truth or dare game like. implies it strongly . so then you !! decide to ask him hey. what are we. and he goes idk and you guys hve a littl etalk because yay communication !!!!! and hes like. so. i like you . like. thats out there now okay. i like you but i also like this other guy so um. idk so!! because youre in love and would wait like fifty million lifetimes you say okay ill wait for you its okay but then the romantic interactions disappear and its like . because you guys are in a trio right? theres this other guy too. so he starts maybe confiding in the other guy a littl enad you should not feel envious he can do whatever he wants its his life but . you do but youj also dont say anything so like. a year or smth passes idk and he goes. yknow what. tbh. i dont rly like you anymofre?? like i like this other guyu and i think ill always like him and ur kinda heartbroken and shit but you say its fine i was kinda over you anyways. so . that happnes and you stil l love him so fucking much but . you dont say it because youre happy he moved on and . youre probs not worth it anyways its fine and then a ruond a month later while ur eating at lunch hes like. haha can you go away for a while i want to talk abt stuff with person 3 in our trio and youre like. okay sure !!! and then you come back nd . find out he s in love or has a crush or wever on another guy. so . apparently he wouldnt love hte other guy forever but it doesnt rleally matter at least it shouldnt so you drop it its fine . enter grade eight your friend group grows and . theres these classes where you can pick and not everyone goes to the same on e right ??? so . the rest of your friend group goes to the musci class and you go to the . cooking class . which you enjoy btw!!! like!! a lot!!!! and you attend it with another classmate of ur s and boooom youre friends. wow . hooray like. currently youre probably closest to them which is craaaaazy liek. wow. but !! bcs u attned a diff class you get shut out of alll the fun things they do and you dont really feel like you belong and you also kinda feel dsicarded and not important and invisible because !!!! the guy youre in love with yes still kinda hate that !! treats you like air. so. then you ask him whats wrong right before you go on a month long trip on summer vacation without internet access. and when youj come back you find the messag eunread and !! you stressed abt this the whole summer btw. smth smth i dont even want you back i js want to know if ruining my sparkling summer was the goal /lyr ANYWYS. you . jask abt him awgain. on discord and he says that hes changed as a person and his interests have changed and this is fine btw!!! like. you totally understand yep. and then he says that youve beeen like . kinda really annoying recently and sometimes he feels like killing himself while hanging out with you so. that s nice and also !! not being with you has made his mental state like. get better a bunch so "thats just grand".

so. mmm. also by the way this is like. summer vacation after eight grade yeah?? well. just before the seventh grade summer vacation person 3 in ur trio asked you out. and you kinda dated them. even though you ddint really have feeling because they re nice the y treat you well and you had to get over him but then around like . a year later you cant really take it anymore and its not person 3s fault at all theyve been perfetct alllll around like. the most amazing human being ever but. you just cant . you keep choosing him over them and you can see its hurting them and this isnt working nahyways so . a round a yaer later you tell them hey. not your fault i was seeking approval and shit and im like. the jerk ehre but like. thank ou so much and its a whole essay and they go okay its fine but. now youve broken someones heart so . yay you and youre still not over him so . wowww good job.

back to eight grade summer vacation?? you dont really text anyone else except from cooking class friend and person 3 and you dont want to text in the group chat because hes the most active one and you really dont want to intrude his space and . now 9th grade is statrgint in 8 hours and you just saw a message from him . saying asking you to "keep it casual" so the teachers dont come after you guys or something. so . somoene tell me how to keep it casual?? like. do you just stand next to the other guysf rom the friend group?? are you . suposeced to interact with them ???? can you still eat w the guys?????? oh and . 9 th grad eis the most inmportant year academically so i also have to get good grades from everything and actuallly focus on studies so . theres that.

tut on how to keep it casual pls okay love u guys <3

[onepiece-asl-lover]

READER my au x ASL trio

Part 3 "Feeling safe?"

TW:SCARTCHES,CHAINS,NIGHTMARES,SELF HATE, STRAVED, CRYING, (ALL OF THESE WILL HAVE A COMFORT SCENCE)

When everyone woke up, all the Mountain Bandits fell to the ground in amazement and relief. Since then, you became Dadan's favorite because you cleaned the place. You saw Luffy go after Ace, and you heard that Luffy had been chasing after Ace for two and a half months now.

"Get back here!" Dadan shouted.

"It's no use, Boss."

"Go get them!"

"Yes, Boss."

You wondered where Luffy was going. Always coming back with more injuries, to be completely honest, you were worried if everything was going to be alright with him.

You helped around the place, still being careful not to aggravate any wounds. You cleaned up your wounds, bandaged them, and made your bed.

When Ace came back, he brought in a deer which the Mountain Bandits started cooking. You saw Ace go into his room to clean up real quick, and you went to follow him, but before you did, you knocked on the door.

"May I come in?" You said in a quiet tone.

".....ya"

You entered the room and sat down on the bed.

"Where's Luffy?" You questioned.

".....What did you say last night when I was asleep?"

"...That you're not a devil's child to me, you're.. misunderstood."

"..Why do you say im not a devil's child, everyone calls me that."

He says looking for an answer

".....people should not be judged because of their past or somthing that is completely out of your hand."

"...."

"....."

You fidget with your chains on your ankels as they make a clinking noise when they hit the floor you can already see some damaged skin under the chains and it makes you wince when you touch it. You see the key hole and wished you had somthing to pry it opened and it looks like Ace was reading your mind, as he gave you a needle.

You nodded when he gave you it and you started by putting the needle in the key hole and trying to unlock it. Your started sweating as you kept trying to unlock it.

"Let me do it"

Ace said as you looked at him and nodded and gave him the needle. He put the needle into the key hole wiggling the needle. After a couple of minutes it unlocks and it the chain falls on either sides. You rub your ankels, happy that it finally unlocks but you still have 3 more chains to unlock and a collar. You turn to look at Ace who is looking at the bruises on your ankels.

"Thank you" you say.

"Whatever."

He turns away with a flushed face and a stotic tone. You hear Dadan shout that dinner is ready. You slolwly stand up and before you can open the door you see Luffy there with some scrathes, and small bruises.

"Hey, Ace I've been looking for you! Let's be friends!"

Ace pushed past by him and went to go eat as Luffy followed still saying "Lets be friends!"

You followed behind them walking slowly and sat down far away from the rest as you look as everyone ate. Your stomach rumbled but you kept quiet, scared what happned if you asked for food. Your breath hictched as you saw more and more food being eaten and eaten. You looked into space until you saw somthing infront of you. It was a meat on a bone and when you saw who it was you saw it was Ace. He didn't look your way just handing you the meat without looking your way.

"Here." he said

You grabbed the meat and looked at it and looked at him to make sure if it was okay. He nodded and you look back at the meat sniffing it first. You took a small bite, chewing on it slolwy. Tears started forming in your eyes as you took a bigger bite. You have never ate so much food and when you did it will be a handful of rice that was probally the most you ate. You were just skin and bones right now.

You took bite after bite, tears streaming down your face. You were so focused on eating the piece of meat that you didn't see the room go quite as some of the Mountain Bandits expressions some happy, sympathy, or whatever. Ace had a small smile on his face as he kept eating his food. Luffy was just Luffy, eating everything in sight.

After everyone finished eating and you rubbed your eyes. You were confused almost paranoid even..no good paranoid? Why didn't they get mad when you ate the food, when you cried? They didn't shout at you, hit you or even looked at you disgusted. You felt what's the word...safe? You thought a place like this was fairytale not real well it looks like they are real.

You smiled on the inside not able to express lots of emtions yet. You stood up still being careful of your injuries. When you stood up Dadan told you to go take a shower and she threw some clothes at you. She shouted at Ace to show you where the showering place was.

Ace rolled his eyes and stood up and lead you outside. He didn't speak a lot while walking you to your destination. He finally brought you to this shack and when you opened the door you saw warm water in a huge tub and a bench.

You nodded at him thanking him quietly. He closed the door to leave, as you looked at the bath area. You didn't remember well how to clean up so you took your best guest from the books you read before and places you've seen. You took off your clothes and bandages and sat in the tub filled with warm water.

You rubbed your arms looking at the scars you had covered around your body. Small scratches to stab marks covered your body. You didn't like the scars they reminded you of them. You looked into your reflection in the water and just stared. Your body slightly drained a little due to your secret devil fruit powers, you haven't told anyone yet well at least not the Bandits. You kept looking in your reflections.

You got some flashing imagines in your mind you couldn't grasp. You shut your eyes to take a quick breath. When you opened your eyes, your reflection..

It was that side of you. The one that that scared people away. It had one eye that was black and a white pupil. Fangs sharpen. and claws covered in dripping blood. Black Mark's covered the body. You hated this side of you, you wanted to kill it and bury it far away. It ruined you, nobody likes you because of this side and it was the first reason to your promblems..right?

You splash at the water ruining the reflection and the normal reflection came back. You quickly washed your hair and scrubbed it.

After cleaning and drying yourself up you start to put your clothes on. Dadan gave you a yellow tshirt and black shorts. You put them on happy that you got nice clothes finally. You dry your hair and to say it was pretty long so you kept on drying it.

When you finished you put the towel around your neck and left the shack. You walked back to Dadans house and went inside. You saw Dadan and the mountain bandits were cleaning so you went over the your shared room.

You laid down the thin mattress putting the towel in a nice folded position in the corner. You laid on the thin mattress as luffy leg was in your face. You put a blanket over you as you begin to doze off. You turned your head to see Luffy and Ace sleeping, Luffy almost kicking you in the face.

You finally started dozing off and fell asleep.

You walked onto the metal floors of your trapped chambers as "doctors" lead you to a experiment research lab. They sat you down and started to do their jobs. They used blood samples and tearng parts of your skin for samples. It hurt so much to even move your arm the doctors held you in place not letting you move. You wanted to scream and shout but they would hit you if you did.

The doctors put a serum inside your veins, that will help your devil fruit abilities. It hurt like hell the serum burning you from the inside. One of your eyes slowly turning a black shade your fangs grew and claws. You screamed as you you felt pain course through your body tears going down your face. You scratched at a doctors arm making a big claw scratch at the doctor arm.

The doctors knock you out by hitting harshly on the neck as you pass out. When you woke up you were in a metal cage and a collar around your neck. Guards of the Celestial dragons were around you and you saw the Celestial Dragon himself as he calls you a dangerous monster and freak as he commands the guards to start the beating. You see a guard raise a bat that comes crashing down at you.

You jolt up in a cold sweat, your breath heaving harshly. You feel as if the room around you is closing in on you as you grab your chest. You try to catch your breath and calm yourself down. Buts it is not working, you keep seeing the faces of the people who have hurt you and mocking voices of people who have discriminated you. You feel something grab your hand and when you turn to who it is.

Its Ace, he is asleep, he holds your hand gently but tightly. Your breath slows down as you look at your hands that holds Ace hands. ..again a nightmare..you take a deep breath and focus on your surroundings. He might be asleep or not but whatever it was you needed that comfort.

"...thanks" you say as you lie down.

You never were too comfortable with touching but this was..nice. You close your eyes, the sudden rush of adrenaline makes you tired as your body feels exhausted. You slowly doze off still holding onto Ace hand. Nobody here got mad when you cried, or hit you. They only comforted you.....

You were feeling safe, with your new family.

AN: I'm going to make a part 4 soon probably on Tuesday.

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias - Lost in Sardinia Part 5/8

Ooof, this chapter. 😮‍💨

It's a long read and I received some great advice following the last chapter, on how to use the correct warnings for chapters that are explicit or triggering in anyway.

I don't think this chapter need any warnings, other than that it deals with anxiety and confrontation.

Summary - Ruben is on a getaway in Sardinia. There he meets a girl named Fiorella. She starts to wonder why Ruben won't tell her what exactly he is getting away from, or even what his real name is.

Enjoy!

Fiorella stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the straps of her bridesmaid dress. Chiara's dress fitting happned at a beauty parlor in town, the owner of the parlor was a seamstresses who happened to be a dear friend of Nonna's.

"What is this Chiara? Are you having a wedding or a funeral?" Sophia studied her bridesmaids dress in the mirror, looking very displeased with the choices Chiara had made for them.

"Don't be bitter just because the dress has no cleavage." Chiara chuckled. She came up behind Fiorella, resting her chin on her sisters shoulder. "How do you like the dress Rella?"

"It's fine."

Chiara frowned. "Just fine?"

Fiorella raised her head, realizing that she had been drifting away. "I mean it's perfect Chiara, it's really pretty."

"Don't lie now Fiorella. The two of us can still vote for another dress."

"You wouldn't?" Chiara gasped.

"Watch me." Sophia challenged. "I'll tell Miss Bedotti right now."

"No you won't. Get back here Sophia!"

The two of them ended up chasing each other around the beauty parlor. Fiorella kept tugging at her dress in front of the mirror. She had to agree with Sophia on this one, she wasn't feeling the dress. Not because it showed too little skin, the opposite really. Fiorella's eyes fell upon the reflection staring back at her, she couldn't shake off the feeling that the dress showed too much skin, making her feel exposed and vulnerable.

"Okay, fine." Sophia surrendered, sruggling to catch her breath. "Since it's your wedding and all, I guess I can compromise on wearing an ugly dress. It's only for one day, right?"

"Geee Sophia, how generous of you."

The the two of them returned to the big mirror where Fiorella stood.

"It settled, you're wearing the dress." Chiara said victoriously.

"Great."

"Fiorella, what's with you?" Chiara met her sisters reflection, expressing her concern. "Why have you been so down lately?"

"Haven't you heard." Sophia fell back against one of the leather sofas. She reached for the tray of pastries placed on the table before her.

"Heard what?"

"Fiorella has fallen for some tourists in town. I'm assuming it's not working out so well."

"Is this true?" Chiara said, turning back to meet her sister gaze in the mirror.

"Apparently he's some kind of big shot hiker from Portugal. What was his name again, Rory?"

"Ruben." Fiorella hissed. "His name is Ruben."

Fiorella told her sister about her troubles in confidence. After what happned with Ruben on his boat she hadn't been able to shake the nasty feeling in her gut, the feeling that what happned between them wasn't right, and so she told her sister about it, or at least about the mixed emotions that she had.

"Why am I informed about this now?" Chiara said, hurt to be the last one to know about Ruben.

"Well for starters, you're never here." Sophia picked at somthing stuck between her teeth. "How could you possible know anything that's happening in our lives if you're never here?"

"Don't start Sophia." Chiara sighed. Her attention was brought back to Fiorella. "Tell me everything about him, where did you guys meet? Is he cute? Is he old?"

"He's older than me, yes. But only by a few years."

Fiorella had actually forgotten to ask Ruben his age. She even tried to do a background check on him, but she couldn't find anything googling the name Ruben Sanchez, adding 'hiking' as a reference. The hiking community must not be that big.

"I would love to meet him." Chiara said, cheerful as ever. "I know! You should invite him to the wedding, as your date."

"What?"

"What?

Fiorella and Sophia seemed to agree that Chiara's suggestion was a bad one.

"Why not?" She insisted.

"Well I don't really know him that well." Fiorella said. "We've only gone out once."

"Go out again. Make sure to ask him then."

"Chiara you're such a fool." Sophia said, rolling her eyes. "Fiorella is clearly not that into the guy, right sis?"

"Like I said..." Fiorella straightened her dress. "We've only gone out once."

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A day passed.

Fiorella still hadn't gone for a swim at the docks since her night with Ruben. In a way she was avoiding him. He did know where she lived though, so it wasn't like he made an effort to get in touch with her either. Perhaps Sophia was right, the best thing would be to forget about him entirely. What he wanted from her she didn't feel comfortable giving to him. It had just come as suprise, a surprise that Ruben wasn't who she thought he was.

"Acqua!" Fiorella's little brother exclaimed. The two of them eagerly made their way to their local beach in Sardinia.

Compared to the docks, the beach swarmed with tourists, however, the sun shone brightly overhead, casting a golden hue on the crystal-clear waters. It was the perfect day for an adventure, and Fiorella had been longing to swim again.

With her snorkel gear in hand, she led Dino to the water. She took it upon herself to teach him how to dive for clams. She taught him the basics of diving down and scouring the sandy ocean floor for the elusive clams. With each successful find, Dino's face lit up with joy and curiosity. Though they only managed to catch a few, Fiorella reveled in the moment, making memories with her brother that would last a lifetime.

As they made their way back to the shore, clam shells clutched in their hands, Fiorella's heart skipped a beat. There, standing near the edge of the beach, was Ruben. He wore shorts, no shirt. His hair and torso damped with sweat. He looked to have just returned from a hike up the mountains near the coastline. Ruben's eyes widen as he recognized Fiorella. Spotting her, he raised his hand, waving for her attention. 

"Fiorella."

He said her name with such longing, as if the two of them had gone a year without seeing each other.

"I've been wondering where you've been."

Impossible, she thought. She had been home, on the farm. Where else would she go? Her sister was getting married, Fiorella was pretty sure that she had shared that with Ruben. Either way, her cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and pleasure. She hadn't expected to see Ruben again so soon.

"I've been taking my little brother Dino snorkeling for clams," she explained, gesturing towards Dino, who flashed Ruben a toothy grin.

Ruben looked impressed. "Snorkeling for clams? That sounds like quite the adventure!" He was leaning towards Dino when he said this. Dino who proudly showed off his catch of the day, two palourde clams, clutched in his tiny little hand.

"You caught those by yourself?" Ruben asked, brightly.

Dino eagerly nodded his heads.

"How impressive."

"Give him one." Fiorella said, nudging Dino towards Ruben.

With his hand out, Dino heaved up to his toes, trying to hand the giant that was Ruben his clams. Ruben met him halfway way, crotching down in the sand before him.

"Thank you." He smiled, accepting the clams from Dino.

Fiorella's head tilted as Ruben stood. He noticed the sun irritating her eyes and moved to block it with his body.

"Have you been busy, with your sisters wedding and all?" He asked.

So he was aware.

"Not that busy." She muttered.

Ruben's eyes search her face, perhaps not sure of what to make of the distance in her gaze.

"If you aren't too busy with the wedding...." Ruben scratched the back of his head. "I'd like to see you again, to maybe..." His eyes shifted to Dino then back to Fiorella. "...maybe talk things over?"

Fiorella nodded, she wanted to talk. She needed to talk. "I might be free tonight."

"Well...you know where to find me." He shrugged.

Fiorella nodded. Her and Dino then bid their farewell.

Returning home Fiorella had a decision to make and it was either gonna make things better or worse.

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"We'll be waiting for you right here Fiorella, don't worry."

"Will you shut up." Sophia hissed.

Fiorella had told her sisters about meeting up with Ruben again. She had also expressed some of her worries about him, mostly the fact that he was some what a stranger to her.

Chiara volunteered to accompany Fiorella to the docks, which seemed like a sensible move for a big sister. Sophia, however, had her own agendas for coming. She said it was mainly to see how ugly Ruben was.

"Just give us a call if somthing goes wrong." She said, holding Pluto in his leash.

The presence of the three of them calmed Fiorella's nerves as she made her way to the docks, towards Ruben's boat.

As she stepped onto the sleek white vessel, Ruben greeted her with a smile. "Fiorella, it's so good to see you," he said, his voice filled with exuberance. "I've missed you."

Fiorella nodded, forcing a half-hearted smile. She followed him onto the deck, taking in the panoramic view of the marina. The afternoon sun reflected off the tranquil waters, casting a warm glow on the surroundings. Fiorella's uneasiness began to subside as the memories of how she and Ruben first met returned to her. It gave her hope that maybe they could work thinks out, that that night was simply a misunderstanding.

Her hopes were shattered though, when Ruben released the boat from its stationary ties and steered it away from the docks. Panic surged through Fiorella as she realized they were leaving the safety of the harbor and venturing out into the vast expanse of the ocean. Her heart raced, and she stumbled backward.

"Ruben, what are you doing?" she cried out, her voice barely audible over the sound of the engine. "I thought we were going to talk things over, not go sailing."

Ruben turned to face her, an enigmatic smile playing on his lips. "Fiorella, trust me. We need this."

Fiorella's fear turned into anger. She had agreed to meet Ruben under the assumption that they would have a conversation, not get trapped on a boat with him alone. Her mind raced, searching for a way to assert her independence and regain control of the situation. She could scream, her sisters could hear her and alert the police. They were drifting away fast though. Too far away for her sisters or anyone else to hear her scream.

"I didn't agree to this, Ruben," she said firmly, her voice filled with determination. "You can't force me to be here. Take me back to the docks right now."

Ruben's smile wavered slightly, but he kept his hands on the wheel and continued steering the boat farther from the shore. "Fiorella, please. Just give me a chance. I believe we can still make things right."

Anxiety flooded Fiorella's mind as the boat sailed further into the endless blue waves. She searched her surroundings desperately, seeking any opportunity to escape and find safety. But miles away from land, there was no one to hear her cries, and no means of escape.

As the magnitude of her situation sunk in, Fiorella realized that running away from Ruben was no longer an option. She had to confront him, face her fears. With newfound determination, she looked Ruben in the eye and spoke with unwavering conviction. "Ruben, I can't change the past, and I can't predict the future," she said, her voice steady. "But I do know that I cannot be with someone who forces me into situations I'm uncomfortable with. If we are to have any chance at all, it must be based on trust, mutual respect, and open communication. Take me back to the docks, or I will find a way to get off this boat myself."

Ruben's expression softened, and he finally acknowledged the seriousness of Fiorella's words. He nodded reluctantly and steered the boat back toward the direction of the marina.

Fiorella felt a sense of relief wash over her. She knew that her confrontation with Ruben was a crucial turning point, and she had reclaimed a small part of herself that she thought she had lost.

As they approached the harbor, Ruben docked the boat just outside of the reef. Fiorella felt more relaxed knowing she was no longer trapped in the middle of the ocean. And now, if things went really south, she could always jump ship and swim back to shore.

"Ruben." Fiorella ran a hand down her face. "What happened that night, If that's the kind of stuff you're into...."

"It's not."

"You sure, because you seem pretty fucking into it."

"I know Fiorella, but I made a mistake. I'm really sorry."

"I'm not looking for an apology Ruben. I'm just here making myself clear. To me that can never happen again, not now, not ever."

"If I could take what happened back, I would. But the truth is...."

"What?"

"The truth is that...."

"What is it Ruben, just say it."

"Look." He sighed. "I've made some mistakes, alot of mistakes that I have been trying to do right ever since I got here. Then one day you showed up and I started forgetting about my mistakes, the fact that I've jeopardize alot of things in my life for not dealing with my own baggage.

Fiorella folded her arms, indicating that she was listening.

"Meeting you, I wouldn't say it was a mistake, but it was selfish of me to get you involved in my shit. We should have never gone on that hike and I should have never brought you home with me that night. It's a mistake I'll never be able to undo. But trust me when I say that I regret it more than anything, and that I'll understand if you never want anything to do with me again."

A minute of silence.

"I need some time...." Fiorella said.

"Of course, take all the time you need."

And with that he let her go.

As they docked the boat, Fiorella thanked Ruben for bringing her back. Without another word, she stepped onto the solid ground and returned to her sisters.

"Oh my god was that him? Where did he take you?"

They ambushed her with questions, questions that Fiorella didn't have the strength to answer right now.

"He was hot wasn't he? Look at the picture I took when he helped you onto his boat."

Fiorella's eyes couldn't focus on the screen Chiara flashed before her eyes. Her thoughts were elsewhere.

Ruben had alot of baggage, she thought. Things that he wasn't and perhaps would never tell her about. Fiorella asked if what they had for a brief moment was worth fighting for? Was it worth getting involved with someone whom she knew was keeping things from her? In her current state Fiorella felt that it probably wasn't worth it.

[itzpris15634]

Hiking (Gen LPS ficlet)

"Guys, c'mon!" Minka shouted out to the others as she skipped along the rocky path, giddy and excited, "We've still got so much nature to see!"

The rest of her friends trailed behind her, panting and breathing heavily.

Zoe took a grip on a nearby tree, trying to catch her breath, "Oh, Minka, how do you have so much energy? We can't keep up!"

"You can say that again," Russell said as he dropped his heavy backpack on the ground, taking a moment to stretch.

"Gee whiz, if only you didn't insist on bringing such a huge-ass backpack on this little trip," Pepper remarked.

"Well excuse me for wanting to be prepared!" Russell retorted, "And I've already put it to good use! When Vinnie thought it was a good idea to touch Poison Ivy…"

"Hey, I didn't KNOW it was Poison Ivy!" Vinnie said as held up his bandaged hand, "It looks the same as any other leafy plant!"

"See? And we got to treat it because I was prepared!"

"I agree. I feel safer knowing we have everything we'll need in Russell's backpack," Sunil nodded.

Pepper rolled her eyes, "Sure, okay. First aid and medicine? Well, obviously." She walked to the big backpack, and started digging through its contents, "Uh, sleeping bags? A tent? We're going hiking, not camping, Ferguson."

"Shh, yes yes I know the difference. It's just- you never know! The weather could take a turn any minute, and then we'd have to find shelter somewhere! And it could last overnight! Maybe even longer!"

Penny was too busy taking in the nature around her to partake in the conversation. Camera in hand, she looked around for a worthy subject to picture.

She noticed Minka, sketchbook and pencil in hand.

"What are you sketching, Minka?" Penny approached her friend.

"Wha? Oh, these flowers! Look at it!" Minka said, "It's real pretty, huh?"

"Ooh, I see!" Penny took note of the little plant. A cluster of bright blue flowers, drooping down like little bells.

"So, how are you enjoying this little hike so far?" Minka asked.

"I'm having fun! It's so interesting seeing all these wonderful sights. And even better is I get to picture it all!" Penny held up her camera at Minka, "C'mon- smile!"

Minka struck a simple pose, giving her biggest smile, dimples crinkling on her cheeks.

Penny snapped the photo, and the two peeped into the camera to give it a look.

"There we go!"

"Woah, you're a really good photographer, Penny! It's so clear!"

"Ahaha, it's not that hard…"

"Ooh! That reminds me of a joke Pepper told me the other day. Wanna hear?"

"Okay!"

"What did the photographer say to their spouse before they got married?"

"Hmm… what?"

"I can really picture us together!"

The two girls laughed together. As they slowed their laughter, however, Minka's expression dimmed a little.

"Uh…Penny?"

"Yes?"

"What if- what if everything Russell says comes true? What if it starts raining or something- and then we'd have to stay overnight in a big, scary forest? Who knows what is out there? What if- what if-"

"Oh, Minka, come here…" Penny opened her arms for a hug, which Minka readily fell into.

"We can't be 100% sure if that will happen," Penny started, "Nature is really unpredictable. It'll catch you off guard, it'll leave you unsure of what might happn next. But you know what you can be sure of?"

"H-hm?"

"Us! Your friends! We'll stick together through and through. On this little hiking trip, when we get back home, and everything else we go through together."

Minka smiled, "Boy, am I glad to have you guys around with me…"

Penny smiled back, "So am I, Minka. Now, how about we call the others over? We've still got a lot to see before the day ends."

===

Is this gonna turn into a daily thing where I write for every prompt everyday? That would make this Day 2 : Adventure. Let's see if I can commit to this.

Anyway this was pretty fun to write! I didn't proofread it though, so. Yeah.

No ships intended, just a bunch of silly friendos on a nature hike.

[mytragedyperson]

Ok so not sure if this is a conspiracy theory or a headcanon but it's time to discuss Dazai and how he planned pretty much everything from at least the dragon head conflict, maybe to kill Fyodor, maybe to stop the decay of angels, or maybe because hic power secretly allows him to see the future, or multiple futures, and he wanted to stop things he didn't like.

Okay so, before we begin, this is from someone who hasn't read the manga or light novels so any information I have is coming from the anime and fanfiction, specifically YunaYamiMouto's BSD fics on AO3. I hope i've spelled that correctly. so my knowledge of these events is limited. As a result I'm not really gonna discuss these events except to say, if my information is correct, he's known about Fyodor since at least the Dragon Head conflict. There was something said in either season 4 or season 5 that i can't remember now. What I do remember is thinking, did this bitch literally have a however many year plan for this? Also I after Dead Apple, I imagine Dazai has known about Atsushi since the last time Shibasauwa was around. I feel like that was confirmed but I don't know.

So Dragon Head conflict has just ended, he's just found out about Atsushi and Fyodor and possibly the decay of Angels and he's already planning. Then he meets the Akutagawa siblings, now Ryu, as we all now, has a very destructive Abilty, and this is probably why Dazai took them in. It wasn't because he cared about them or wanted to help them, he just knew they could be used. So he the Akutagawas to the mafia, trains Ryuu, everything's going well. What I don't think he counted on was Oda and how much he'd grow to care about him. But Oda dies and with his last words asks him to help people. Dazai leaves the mafia, joins the Armed Detactive Agency, stays there for two years until rumors of a tiger terrorising Yokohama appear.

Pause, this is where my own personal headcanon comes in. In my headcanon, Dazai brought the Guild to Yokohama to make the ADA and PM work together and even the Special Abilities Division, so the tripartite system are more likely to work together when the Decay of Angels comes in. This is not canon as far as i know, but if I'm saying Dazai planned everything, you bet I mean everything. Do i care if this is wrong? No, it's just fun to consider.

So a tiger is in Yokohama, Dazai knows this is Atsushi due to previous discussions with Shibusawa. This is when he first reaches out to the Guild, telling them the weretiger can help them find the book. This causes the Guild to put the bounty on the weretiger, and thus the PM to go after Atsushi.

Now what does this accomplish? First, it brings Akutagawa and Atsushi, two people he has plans for and his two proteges together. Second, it allows the ADA and PM to actually meet and get a feel for each other's abilities. Is this a rivalry? Yes, but it allows them to grow to respect each other for their abilities. Think about it. One of the first times the PM goes after the ADA, the Black Lizard is defeated by 2 or 3 members. even if they don't like to admit it or like it in general, that's quite impressive and surely caused some respect from the PM towards the ADA to grow. Now, Dazai's plan for Akutagagwa and Atsushi. He knows his rivalry with Chuuya lead to a strong partnership between them, and hopes the same will work here, which makes sense. To have a rivalry, there has to be some level of mutual respect at least for each other's abilties even if you don't like them. And really, that's kinda what Dazai hopes will happne with the PM and ADA as well. This strong rivalry will turn into an even stronger partnership when they do have to work together. So that's season 1

All I'm saying is the Guild knew the weretiger could lead them to the book. How did they know that? How did anyone know that? So yeah, Dazai told them to start the rivalry between ADA and PM, knowing Atsushi would be able to avoid being captured and brought to them, especially if he's in the ADA.

So the Guild then comes to Yokohame to take it over and find the book. Also, I'm not saying they knew it was Dazai. If Dazai was doing this, I imagine he did it anonymously. So now, PM and ADA have a common enemy, so he goes with Fukuzawa to make the deal with Mori and, as we know, plans everything with the Moby Dick. So the ADA and PM have a temporary alliance and have successfully worked together just in time for Fyodor to turn up, and everything proceeds with canon

Dazai then goes to the newly repaired guild for the eyes of god. what deal did they make? i don't know, but with my headcanon, Dazai reveals he was the one who told them about the book, and reminds them they agreed to do him a favour in the future when he asked. Fyodor is arrested, season 4 and 5 happen. Fyodor supposedly dies, and Dazai's plan works.

I say supposedly because people in this show suck at dying and staying dead and I won't believe he's dead.

Anyway this was dumb but i can't stop thinking about it but yeah. This show has me by the throat and Fukuchi can still choke.

[airahscorner]

A little fanfric with a fanart for day 1 of hisakiki week ! @hisakikiweek

The fric just a minor explanation of how the scene I drawed as a fanart happned . I'm not good at writing and I wrote it just for enjoyment, so it may seem off or have mistakes( I didn't even cross check it 😅). But hope you do enjoy the fanart 😁😄

Fated Rendezvous

It's a dark yet moon lit night, hisame returns home after 3 weeks after finishing official matters somewhere else. It's quite late, when he returns, he finds sounds of lively chatters from the living room of Count Lugis and Earl Seiran filling the silence

After greeting he immediately goes for a bath as he's tired and had a long day and wanted to go bed as soon as possible

After he's done bathing he went to the room with the fire place as it was winter,it felt cold. He's in his comfortable home clothes.

As he was entering he sees a silhouette of some one which feels familiar, on going further he silps as his feet were a little damp from the bath.

Before he fell,he that person trying to save him pulls with one hand. But also looses balance and falls on him

To his surprise it was kiki. They were now in a position which was similar to that of a ball dance pose but on ground with his hand on kiki's waist

The moment felt still, they were completely riveted in each other . The room with fire place dark yet also lit, Giving perfect ambience. You could hear nothing but dim distant chatter sounds and crackling of wood.

They stayed in that position for about 10 seconds after which kiki to her instinct gets up and asks "Are you okay" In a little worried way

Hisame felt his tiredness slowly fade away while seeing her. He said "I'm okay, the rug was quite thick so I'm not hurt" smiling affectionately while looking in her eyes.

Kiki asks " when did you get back". Hisame says "just a while ago, but more importantly what are you doing here did you want to give your deaaar fiance a sweet welcome surprise" teasing

After hisame says so, kiki abruptly gets up as they were still in that position as she lost notice of it because of the conversation. "Not really, father insisted me to tag along with him so I've been here since the evening"

Hisame then asks vaguely "since the evening??!", who knew they would click so much" and chuckles

Kiki then makes her way out of the room and tells "if you'll excuse me, I would like to continue reading a book which was in the other room, after this break of exploration".Not looking back she walks

Hisame stops her by grabbing by her wrist and pulls to hug her saying "I missed you"

And tightens the hug

Kiki with her wide eyed poker face snds still

Hisame asks " Where's mine" , "what your's?" She answers. With a slightly unpleased face he says "my ' I missed you'" ,tell me honestly did you miss me even a little?". She says " I guess a little bit only when mitsuhide looked like a lonely lost puppy. And also ummm.... you can let me go now"

" ah Certainly" he replies "but stay for a while, would you" says smiling with a intense lookin the eye, leading her to the sofa to the left in front of the fire place.

They talked for a while after which hisame lays on kiki's lap saying "let me rest for a while" in a exhausted voice

He soon falls asleep. Kiki thinking what to do now, is drawn to his hair and ruffles it slowly, not expecting it to be such a nice feeling continues to do it with a tender smile noticing his earrings which he always wears.She decides to remove them as they seemed pointy. Tenderly looking at him she whispers "I missed you hisame " In a short while she fell asleep too.

It's is dawn and hisame has woken up to do his training before which he yearned to see kiki so goes to the guest room where see is sleeping

hesitating a little before entering. He convinces himself with the excuse of taking his spare sowrd (which he wouldn't use and was under the bed)

He reaches to her bed sitting on the side caressing her and tucking back a lock of hair behind the ear, drawn in the moment kisses gently on the forehead deciding to leave but kiki awakens slowly

Finding him there she sits straight and looks at him, while hisame getting up and straightening the curtains as light was coming through the gap

"Sorry, did I wake you" he says ,she replies "did you need something, ah, could it be your earrings" reaching to the side table picking it up and walking towards him

"No it's not that", smiling away. "I just wanted to see you, I guess u removed them while I fell asleep on your lap, thank you for the consideration "

Taking them and staying still for a while she asks "you're not gonna wear them"

He replies "why don't you keep them for me, no.... wear them"

Kiki- ....sure.. ,unable to decline his sweet look. He tucks back her hair and puts both of them on and hugs gently. "I'll be going now, if I stay longer I won't be able to concentrate while training, sweet sleep. Saying so leaves.kiki reaches her bed,sitting thinking about hisame, smiles softly.

END

Please note the fanart turned out good only because I found a perfect reference😂

[compassionatereminders]

Today i told him that smokey like cheeses we made , that some of that are stick to oven when i check them and i told him that i put them in the fridge and that i wanted to be honest with him about this, he told me that since its summer they would stick and stuff and that we shouldnt leave them on the oven and stuff he said we will check them tommrow he didnt yelled at me but am afraid he will yell at me tommrow when he sees them and at that moment i remmbered that what my brother told me at coming with solutions, so i said we have other smokey cheeses in the fridge that we can replace with them since thier down sides are sticked to the oven and now i put all of them on the fridge , am feeling nervous , and i told him it happned without my control and all he said he wasnt balming me but i will see if he will stick to his words in tommorow , if he starts to yell at me and be agressive i will frist express myself and tell him what i told him now and that his actoins making me anxious and thats is not okay to act like this, and that he crosses my boundries even tho cheeses for the cosmuters, i will face the music and well be brave, do you think its my mistake?

No. I don't think it's fair to yell at anyone for making a small mistake. Literally everyone makes mistakes and it's not worthy of punishment to forget to put some cheese away

[henrioo]

okey so this really weird thing happened to me while was out and went to restroom so I was i rest after doing my business and washing my hands their was like several other guys in room,and than this guy that you could tell was trans proply hasnt been taking hormones yet walked in. And everyone startted at him,than the crazist thing happened ,this one guy spoke up and said your in the wrong bathroom this is male bathroom. For male space. And everyone else seem to agree. That guy was bacislly telling that other guy to leave. And it turned in to a fignt..back a fourth.. transph0bi shit was said.😥😥 i know should had somthing. I swear my brain was telling me to do somthing or at least say somthing, but nothing..😭😭😭 I feel like a coward...and a bicth?

If this ever happnes again do you have any tips on how to handle the problem??

So

This can be a little like

This genuinely is not what you expected to hear but is most true

In most of those situations my advice for you is

Don't do nothing

And that's real, okay?

Why? Because if you are never with who you are starting a fight with, you can never know if one dude is going to push a gun and kill you and the trans guy, you never know if the other men will come together and beat you until dead, you never know what can happen to you

And even if helping a person is totally a valid fight and a noble gesture, don't ever do something that can put your life in danger

You have to be really careful with that, because yes you can help the guy and everything be fine

Or you two can end dying

And when the subject is life, your life matters more than any other person's life (in that case)

So, in a real situation what you should do

First is analyse your surroundings, how many people are in the bathroom? They are in a bigger number? Looks they have anything dangerous? (Sometimes you can spot a gun or a knife if you look carefully enough)

After that, where are you? In a club? In a mall? In a restaurant? Depending on the place you are you can start a real big fight that you don't want, in a bar for example you can attract a lot of angry guys ready to beat you, but if you are in a club maybe you can find women and other LGBTs that are ready to help you

If it's a place with more people, like a mall, you will have more security of helping someone, those idiots don't want to start a big fight in public places that have a big amount of people, also if there's a cop they probably won't do anything too serious

If the situation is better for your side, then you can get involved in this, don't act in a violent or aggressive way, but be firm or they won't take you seriously, ofc fear can make this harder but just try to be calm and you will be fine

You can say things like "c'mon it's a trans okay? Just let him use the bathroom" or "let's not get upset, just let him use it and he will leave soon"

The better thing is putting you in between them, if you manage to put the trans guy on the toilet cabin there's nothing much the other guys can do, just be there until the guy finishes so you can be sure no one will try nothing to him

If you can help him, leave the bathroom as soon as possible and find the guy, talk to him and say to him wait a little to the bathroom get less people and come back with him, or take him to another male bathroom if there is one

Don't try to expose too much about the trans guy's identity, because we can feel somehow exposed and humiliated, so just try to play with the basic "he is a man" "he is trans" "he is lgbt" just to make clear he can use that bathroom but without being like "JUST BECAUSE HE HAVE A VAGINA DOESN'T MEAN HE IS NOT A MAN"

But like I said, there's a lot of things to think about before trying to help someone

In most cases you will have some panic crisis because no one is ever fully prepared to handle this situation, so if you can do nothing in the time just leave the bathroom and try to find the guy to offer the other options I said

But like I said, if the situation looks dangerous for you and him, just try to say to him to leave to not start a fight

Is not a thing to be proud of, my for us is better being a victim of a transphobia instead of being a victim of murder

So even if you don't help someone in that situation, there's nothing wrong with you, you definitely not a coward

Those situations are shocking for anyone and even a trans person cannot know what to do

So don't blame yourself for nothing, handling transphobia on the internet is totally different from handling in real life

And nobody is ever prepared for that

And unfortunately most cases of transphobia can result in physical harm, so never do nothing that can hurt you, you are not a hero and you shouldn't die with someone

If you can help someone of being harmed then do it, but I'd you can risk your life with low possible of leaving alive, don't. Your life matters and unfortunately in this world we always need to think about us first

[thewritersaddictions]

Prompts List

Pick from this list of many prompts. To send in requests just click 🦝 Give me a number and a few details. Let's have fun with this prompts list!

"Your hair is so soft..."

"It's too cold! Come back!"

"No, I'm not letting you go. It's too early to get out of bed"

"C'mere, you can sit in my lap until I'm done working."

"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention

"Shh, you're safe. I won't let you go."

"What? Does that feel good?"

"Just pretend to be my date."

"He/she did it." "No he/she did."

"I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified."

"It's not a double date. We're just third and fourth wheeling."

"No no - it's alright, come here."

"I'm not going to leave you. You're never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise."

"Look, I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone."

"If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars."

"I think I might be falling in love with you."

"Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day."

"It's not bad to cry. In fact, I think it makes a person stronger."

"Mmm... you're warm."

"You're so cute when you're half asleep like this.."

"I've had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with..."

"No, you can't get up! You're my prisoner for today."

"Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream okay? None of it was real."

"You know I'm/we're always here for you, right?"

"Please talk to me about it."

"You have something in your hair... um-do you want me to get it out?"

"I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror.."

"I would've had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn't want to wake you."

"I know I've kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please."

"Are you wearing my shirt?"

"Wanna, like- I mean, it you're not busy... we could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don't have a lot of time?"

"So I was driving past a pet store and couldn't help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home."

"Let's just stay in bed."

"We live together. You can't blame this on anyone else."

"You're beautiful, you know that?"

"Shooting star. Make a wish."

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Wow, you're hot."

"I want to marry you."

"I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It'll save water."

"You're just not the same anymore.."

"It's midnight! Where the hell were you?"

"What the hell is your problem?"

"Why do you run away from your problem all the time?"

"You can't keep it all inside, you know?" Bottling it up won't do any good."

"Hey, I know you're hurting.. but, you're not alone, okay?"

"I hate you! I'm sorry it took me so damn long to realize that."

"You lost your chance."

"I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression."

You can'y just lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset."

"calm down! You're scaring me!"

"Don't look at me like that."

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"I'm done trying to help you!"

"Sorry doesn't fix anything."

"You didn't call. You didn't text. Nothing."

"It isn't up for debate."

"I don't know what's wrong, okay? I'm just… really tired."

"I'm fine. Stop asking."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong, and don't try lying to me."

"I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine."

"Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!"

"Is this how little you think of me."

"I can't do this anymore… not with you."

"Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!"

"You said you'd always be ther efor me… so how did this happened? Why weren't you there?"

"Did it ever occur to you that you're hurting me too?"

"I don't need help! I just want the pain to stop!"

"We can be friends instead."

"I tried to move on, but nobody is you."

"Do I look like I've moved on

"I don't remember a fight or a rason, so what happned? Why did we break up?"

"Can I at least buy you a coffee? For old times sake."

"I can't take the loneliness anymore."

"I feel like everyone just forgot I exist."

"What are you talking about? You're married."

"Maybe I'm meant to be alone…"

"I gave you your chance, and you just used it to stab me in the back."

"I've been alone for so long…"

"But you promised."

"Isn't this, like illegal?" "Probably."

"You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this." "No, i'm not drunk at all. You're just blurry."

"I have a feeling we should kiss." "Is that a good feeling or a bad feeling?"

"yeah, well, I shut everybody out. Don't take it personally. It's just easier. "

"You're jealous, aren't you?" "I'm not jealous."

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"I can't beliece you dragged me into this."

" Bite me." "Eat me" "Kiss my ass."

"You think I'm dumb enough to fall for that stupid move."

"You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that's going to stop us, but at least I'll have all the facts. "

"You weren't supposed to laugh! I'm so embrassed."

"I vote today is a pajama day."

"You aren't supposed to laugh! I'm embarrassed."

"It's a real shame nodody asked for your opinion."

"There's been some real friction in our friend group lately. I sugget an orgy to save out friendship."

"I saw that, You just checked me out."

"Are you stupid or stupid?"

Posted on: 01/21/23

[fuzzy-puzzy]

Okay this is probably not gonna make much sense, but I'm gonna go for it.

You could say it began two months ago, beginning of March 2023. You coud say it began Nine months ago, end of July 2022. You could say it began even earlier. The pandemic took a toll on all our mental healths after all, and I have been acting weird then too.

Anyways, the basic point is I am lonely. I used to have only my girlfriend but that is over for a long time now. Since then, I have frequented several apps: Tinder, Bumble, Boo, Hiki, and Happn. With little to no success. No partner, but more importantly, no friends.

I miss having someone I can share anything with and be happy. I found out that most new people I meet are not very interested, unsurprisingly. However, that disinterest makes me not want to put in the effort. And lately, I found that possibly I am the problem. That I am not that interested in others.

I mean, the problem is in multiple things, of course.

I find that interacting with people is difficult. Strangers mot of all (lowkey social anxiety, I think). But lately, I feel like everyone has become a stranger. People you shouldn't saddle up with your problems. People you can't just have small talk with.

In particular, family. They probably think everything is going smoothly. He is happily drawing, he makes jokes, his studies are going well. That last one, of course, the most important. Having a degree, a good basis for adult life. And most vague. Getting grades once every six months and moreover studying something barely anyone understands.

But I feel like I am not doing well. And I cannot say that to them. Other people seem to have bigger struggles, I do not know what is exactly wrong with me, and in all honesty, my life is going smoothly. Except for that friends bit. Good luck explaining that to anyone.

The biggest problem in the world is being incapable of asking for help

Think about it. I sure did. Someone who can ask for help has support and comfort from other people. Someone who can't is all alone. Has to fight without anyone's help, even if that fighting is trying to get help.

Ugh, my head hurts.

:(

Oh yeah, another big problem I have is sleep. Can't seem to get a good rest anymore. Probably a combination of morning wood distracting me, having sleeping conditions that are not ideal (light curtains, bad mattress maybe) and my head having too many thoughts. And wanting to make something of every day. Like drawing and following lectures and eating well and watching shows.

I'm grumpy when I am sleepy. I am unpleasant. I am bad at talking to others when I am tired. And it is a problem no one can solve for me. After all, it is not severe enough to require medical action. I just feel bad. Boo me.

Oh Boy, future me is gonna have a blast reading this!

[irrfahrer]

😖 Their first time

Sinday Spill !

With a frustrated cheep that sounded very adorable the Tynnan threw her small paws in their and she bristled her pelt like from electricity: "Aw come-kriffing-on! How often am I suppose to tell this story again? By now I am starting to think you people have fun listening to my kriffing embarassing rolling-around-in-the-bunk-stories instead of stories that actually put me in a kriffing good light.Like, beside the time where I fell out of a kriffing tree- just let me tell you, never let a wookie woo you in kriffing up in a tree, he can be as sweet as a kriffing cookie, but never forget that the way down is kriffing long and my back is still bruised even if that happned already ten years ago- the story of my first time had already been told sooo kriffing often!" Theatralically Ziv rolled her eyes, crossing her short arms before her chest and sighing much too dramatically:

"Okay, short version- Malkhaz and I were fourteen, we were very stupid and very horny, we sneaked away in our lunchbreak into the fresher of the sickbay we were working on at the moment, we got down to buisness with a door that could not be locked and troopers passing by any few minutes, and we ended much too early because poor little Malkhaz slipped and hit his head bloody on the tiled wall and I had to drag his halfnaked, sorry ass back to my AgriCorps Master to make sure the poor cub had not a kriffing concussion. In the manner of one hour all Troopers knew what had happned, the old bug that was my Master knew and everyone was laughing their kriffing asses off.",she huffed,making her whiskers bristle wildly. She remembered that day still, she remembered laughing when she kissed Malkhaz, she remembered laughing when hours later he had been laying in the biobed on the sickbay and they had joked about it, she rememberd laughing when they had sat there on the biobed, arms around another and unable to stop giggling like the children they were even when the medic-droids were shushing at them to be quiet. A little smile curled around the young womans muzzle. It had been sweet, she thought, the memory was sweet. The boy Malkhaz had been had been sweet. The feelings the two of them had thought had been love had been sweet.

"It was still kriffing nice, though. I miss Mal."