#but my brain doesnt want to do all that build up or go through the correct sequence of events it just wants to jump to the 'cool stuff'

[ankhisms]

feeling the sad little pathetic creature emotions this evening suddenly. i dont really want to dwell in feeling bad but it is a familiar deep sad feeling u know. itll be ok i just have to let it out

[soulofamy]

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[pathologicalreid]

heyyyy how ruu

english is not my first language so i hope you can understand this u.u

this idea has been consuming my brain for days, sooo basically i was thinking about bau fem reader and reid doing undercover work (idk) and when they see the unsub, reader's first thought is to kiss reid so the unsub can't recognize them (and he wouldnt waste time in 2 ppl kissing???), then when reader sees the unsub going towards the exit even though she doesnt want to she breaks the kiss and everything is awkward but in a cute way??? yea idk if this makes sense feel free to change anything or to not do it at all :]

in plain sight | S.R.

your quick thinking (in an attempt to protect him) leads to a thankful spencer

who? spencer reid x fem!reader category: fluff content warnings: reader is explicitly referred to as a woman. general cm violence. making out (for the plot). haphazardly proofread. word count: 1.19k a/n: no worries anon, i understood this perfectly! thank you so much for requesting!

Your firearm was digging into your hip as you leaned up against the wall of the bar. You were on high alert as you looked around the building, scanning the faces of people who walked by.

“L/N, Reid, anything?” Hotch called into the radios. The team was across the street in a surveillance van.

Quickly, your eyes met Spencer’s, “No sign of the suspect.” Silently, you hoped that Hotch would pull you from the bar and let you go back to the hotel for the night, but you knew that wasn’t the way your unit chief played the game.

You were more or less trapped inside a college bar, your shoes were sticking to the old wooden floor, and because you and Spencer were the youngest members of the team, you were voluntold to go undercover.

Reid had never looked more out of place, but he was twelve when he started college, so you supposed he had never really been in a dive bar like this one before. “Hey,” you said softly, “Are you alright?” You knew he had a thing about germs, and if you were bothered by the sticky floors, you couldn’t imagine how he was feeling.

“I’m sure this comes as a surprise, but this,” he gestured to the partying college kids around you, “isn’t really my scene.”

A small laugh bubbled up from your throat, “Oh, no. I never would’ve guessed,” you played along with his sarcasm. “I’m afraid my shoes are going to come off when I try to walk,” you admitted.

He smiled slightly, “I’m trying not to think about it.”

Tentatively, you moved a little closer to him so you wouldn’t have to shout over the music. “I thought the UnSub hunted around ten?” You questioned. All of the bodies were usually found at midnight with lividity just barely beginning to show, meaning the victims were picked at ten, killed by eleven, and found at midnight.

They were calling him the Countdown Killer because he kept on such a tight schedule. “He should be,” Spencer answered, glancing down at the watch on his wrist.

You looked around the bar, the both of you had your backs to a wall, so you weren’t exposed on that side.

“Remember, if you spot him, do not engage,” Hotch ordered through your radios. You and Reid were simply there to find him, the rest of the team would handle the chase. “He’s likely been watching the news, so he may recognize your faces – don’t let him.”

While you weren’t entirely sure how you were supposed to hide your face from the suspect without seeming suspicious, you confirmed the plan with Hotch anyway.

 A gleam of blonde caught your eye, narrowing your eyes, you focused on the figure. “Spencer,” you swatted at his hand, “two o’clock.”

Discreetly, Spencer’s gaze flickered over in the direction you had suggested. “Turn around,” Spencer said, “Don’t let him see your face.”

You turned around so that you were facing Spencer, looking away from the suspect. “What about your face?” You asked, surely the both of you staring at the brick wall would seem suspicious.

“He’s killing women. I don’t want him to notice you,” he responded, momentarily looking past you and at the suspect.

Surprised, you furrowed your brows at Reid’s statement, by having you face him, he was trying to protect you. You turned your face into your shoulder, “Suspect is in the bar,” you whispered into your mic.

There was recognition from the rest of the team before it went quiet again. “He’s approaching us,” Spencer said, faint alarm springing onto his features. He wasn’t talking into the radio; he was letting you know.

Spencer might’ve been outside of the victimology, but you couldn’t bear it if anything happened to him if the suspect recognized him.

Instinctively, you leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his. You were kissing Spencer.

At first, he was surprised, but his hands quickly found a home on your waist as he kissed you back. Your lips worked gently on his as he eased his mouth open, deepening the kiss. Abruptly, Spencer dragged you closer to him by the waist. The sudden movement caused your eyes to flutter open.

In your periphery, you could see the dangerous blonde walking away. He must’ve walked right past you, and Spencer had pulled you away from him. You let your eyes fall shut again.

You reached up to sling your arms over his shoulders as he experimentally slipped his tongue into your mouth. Your heart raced as you were fully making out with Spencer in the college bar.

Reluctantly, you separated yourself from Spencer, “Is he gone?” You whispered, peering up at him through your eyelashes.

Spencer nodded, swallowing thickly. His cheeks were tinted pink, and you were sure you were flushed as well.

You pressed your mic button, not taking your eyes off Spencer’s, “Suspect’s exiting out the rear door,” you notified the team. Suddenly, your job was done, and you became conscious of Spencer’s hands where they still remained on your waist.

Hotch asked you to report to the van, and you took Spencer’s hand and led him out of the bar. The cool night air calmed your rushing blood. “Thank you for that,” he said from behind you as you halted to look for passing cars.

You spun on your heel to look at him, “Did you just thank me for kissing you?”

“I thanked you for distracting the suspect, so he didn’t recognize me,” Spencer corrected, squeezing your hand.

Instinctively, you dropped his hand, “Right, me and my quick thinking.” There was not a single clear thought in your head. You started crossing the street as Spencer called your name, obviously confused.

You yanked your earbud out while the rest of the team was rambling on about the takedown over the comms. “What just happened?” Spencer asked.

“We made out in a bar, and you thanked me for it,” you answered stiffly, leaning your back against the white van. “So, you’re welcome,” you said. Really, you didn’t know what you wanted from him, and you knew that Reid’s experience with women was limited at best.

Surprisingly, Spencer rested a hand on either side of your head and leaned intoxicatingly close to you, “Did you want me to say something else to you?”

You looked up at him, you weren’t sure you had ever noticed the green flecks in his eyes, “I had a few ideas, yes.”

“Here was my other option,” he told you, dropping his head so that your lips met once again. You gasped into his mouth in surprise. Hesitantly, you placed one hand on the side of his neck and the other in his hair. He used both of his hands to cup your face, kissing you with less urgency than you had in the bar as if you had all of the time in the world.

The both of you jumped when the passenger side door to the van swung open and Emily poked her head out, “You know we can see you in the side mirrors, right?”

[starkura]

oh my good looking boy. | obanai iguro

note: if there’s anything that doesnt make sense its bc i didnt proofread, sorry in advance 😭

wordcount: 732

Obanai was a strict and unforgiving person. It was hard to build relationships with him due to his high standards. However, there was something about you that made him forget about his rude behavior. You’re cheerful and patient nature made him less fearful of you. There wasn’t anything for him to be afraid of. You slowly gained his trust day by day, and soon, you two were inseparable. When you’re both separated, you both write letters to one another. No matter how separated you two are, you guys always keep in touch.

You always figured that Obanai and you were very close. He talked and behaved comfortably around you, it was different compared to how he conversed with others. Obanai trusted you with his life. But, you didn’t exactly know everything about him. Obanai never mentioned anything about the bandages that covered his mouth. You were always curious about it, but he seemed avoidant and vague the first time you asked about it. So, you didn’t ask about it after the first time.

In truth, Obanai had reasons as to why he didn’t want to tell you. For one, he didn’t want to retell his traumatic past to you. He rather not have you know that side of him. And two, him imagining the number of reactions you could have to the scars underneath his face terrified him. Would you be disgusted by him? Would you be horrified by his scars? He didn’t want to lose you, one of the only people in his life that could make him feel at ease.

It wasn’t until one early morning when his bandages unraveled off his face. He woke up in the morning from a bad nightmare that included you and him. Obanai was gasping for air, his bandages were blocking his airflow. He didn’t realize it, but he pulled them down to breathe properly. He slowed down his breathing in an attempt to calm himself down. Obanai quickly started to panic again when you open the door to his room. He didn’t know what to do, he was usually swift with his movements. But, in this moment, his brain just froze. When the door is fully open, you see the sight of Obanai’s scars that follow his mouth. You were shock to see the scars that were imbedded into his face. Instead of being disgusted or horrified, you were absolutely worried. You had a tray of food prepared for him, however you dropped the tray and rushed to his side. “Obanai?” You say in a worried tone. His face was in your hands, and all Obanai Iguro could do was cry. “I'm sorry you had to see this. I know, I look horrifying.” He said softly. You wipe the tears off his face. You look at him with a sorrowful look. “Obanai, you don’t look horrifying.” You said reassuringly. He shook his head as a response. “You can tell me how it is, you don’t have to sugarcoat it.” He said. You move Obanai’s hair so his face has your focus.

Your fingers brush over his scars, feeling the roughness of it. His face is still as beautiful as ever, even if he thinks his scars make him hideous. Your mind started to wander, how did this happen to him? You give Obanai a small smile, tears slowly start to form from your eyes. You bring Obanai closer and wrap your arms around him. “I’m so sorry, whatever you went through, I’m so sorry that you had to go through that.” Obanai’s eyes widen and wraps his arms around you. You look back at him while still having your arms around him. You look right into his turquoise and yellow eyes. “I hope you know that your scars don't make you any less beautiful.” You look at him with a heartbroken look. “I didn’t show you my scars because I was scared that you’d be disgusted by them.” He admits. “I could never be disgusted by you Obanai.” You could tell that Obanai still had some worry and doubt, you wanted to reassure him that you didn’t think any less of him. Your hands moved to his face once again and you leaned in closer to him. You kiss his scars and then his lips. Obanai just sinked into you. You could sense that he was returning back to his calm and collective self again.

[doodlinge]

my writing tips, that i think people will find useful:

- write dialogue first and THEN make a scene around it.

i like to do this sometimes for multiple reasons. first, if you’re in a flow of good ideas, getting dialogue done will be a future GAME CHANGER. you don’t have to be stuck fussing over little word choices because you just do it when you have a good idea, and it works! fuss over it now, save time for descriptions later. second, the characters you’re writing usuuallly wont be able to read eachother’s minds. we people do everything by communication and talking! so, map out what you want your scene to look like through dialogue! i like to do mine as a screenplay or movie script, so that way i can ensure that the characters are speaking Like Real People (tm). and THEN I READ IT OUTLOUD >:)

- map out your chapters before you start to write. seriously, do it.

so, personally, my favorite part of fanfiction and writing is the planning stage. and i like doing it on paper, but we’ll get into that after this. first, you get the idea, the spark in your brain that could make an AMAZING story, comic, or au. that’s the general premise to work off of! write that down, if you need. next, do a VERY rough draft of what you want to happen—specifically, the 3 main points of your story: the beginning event, the middle event or climax, and the ending event, or your point A, B, and C. work off of and build up (or build down) from each of these core events of your story, planning the small events that lead up to The Big Guy (or B). these ideas or premises for each leading event can and probably will be VERY, VERY rough, but once you’ve got the rough idea of what will probably happen done, you can get to work on MORE PLANNING (sorry guys. learn to enjoy it)

- PLANNING PART TWO BABY WOOO (plan out your chapters. and if it doesnt work when you’re writing it, that’s okay!)

this is what you will do before you write your chapters, that works for me way better than just going in with no plan. personally, when i started to write the fic i’m currently writing, i mapped out all the rough details that i want to happen in the climax chapter of my story, because most people find the middle the hardest part. since i already had an rough idea of what would have happened before the climax with my previous planning stage, i already was able to connect how all of the buildup would lead into the climax of the story pretty easily. every action in your story will have a consequence, big or small, and that all will lead up to your protagonist bursting into tears or the main couple confessing their love or the final, epic battle between the protagonist and antagonist! if, when you’re writing, the rough idea you had just isn’t working out, you can either a: redo it completely if it’s a huge problem, or b (my favorite): work around it in the moment and improvise. i ended up making my fic’s climax way better just because of the extra scenes i added in while writing, but since i had my original plan to work off of, everything was a lot easier.

- make every scene with a motive to accomplish

most people know this one, but i thought it was good to add in. whether it’s to flesh out the world around your characters with fun and shenanigans or to give the audience a little more insight into a character who will be useful in the future, every scene and every chapter should have a purpose. when people act, they also like to give their characters motivations, and for a while, i wasn’t sure how that could connect. however, now i understand. let’s say a character is trying to motivate another one to be brave and face their fears, but character a is actually only interested in their own interests. character a’s motivation is to be self-serving—they’re not as concerned with helping character b, but instead, they want to help themself. this shows a lot about character a! when you have a purpose for every story beat and a motive for each character, it can help you flesh out the character much better.

- show don’t tell (and what i interpret that as)

okay, so for a while, i had NO idea what show don’t tell even meant. i LOVE writing about my character’s thoughts, their interests, their perspectives on what’s going on around them. character analysis is one of the best parts, for me! but there are ways to show what a character is thinking without the use of heavy description. for example, take this part from the fic i’m currently working on right now:

the character i’m writing for had not mentioned her mom the entire chapter, but when you go back and analyze her character throughout it, you can see major hints that part of why she who she is stems from her trauma with her mother. when she connects to an older adult female figure and feels understood, the issues she has are shown and not told, clear as day. by using dialogue and trusting your audience to connect the dots about your characters, you can make a better-written story! remember motivations; sometimes, characters don’t even know they have the motivations that they do, and the audience has to figure it out based on context clues. leave room for intrigue and mystery! think; if you were this character in this situation feeling the way they felt, what would you do? what would you say? why would you say it, and what would that reveal about you?

- write one story beat per day and WRITE ON PAPER

the word count, for me, doesn’t matter. if the quality of your writing is good, and the pacing gives audiences room to breathe, then that’s enough! quality over quantity, in my opinion. if you’re not up for writing, PLAN CHAPTERS! plan scenes, plan events! plan dialogue, make it fun! that is writing too. for me, when i have the planning done, i go with the One Story Beat Per Day Rule. if you get one small event done each time you write, you’ll be finishing The Big Event you wanted to accomplish in no time. and if you’re in the middle of a big story beat and you just need a break, i’d say to take one…. and later, come back with a notebook and a pen and think. paper has helped me write better because the flow of thought just keeps going when i’m focused, and i think it might work for a lot of people.

- remember, YOU CAN DO THIS! MAKE IT FUN!

writing and finishing stuff is really, really hard. but if you get one small thing done for the characters in your story, comic or au each day… you’ll eventually have an amazing, finished story. make it fun for yourself. listen to music, act out the scripts, use color theory, analyze your characters and don’t make it a chore! every small step contributes to getting to the top. make something you will love to write, and that you will love to read. make something for yourself, because in the end, if you enjoy it, the audiences will enjoy it.

[mitsies]

jealousy, jealousy! ; jujutsu kaisen

what they're like when they get jealous!

suguru geto, yuji itadori, toge inumaki, megumi fushiguro, kento nanami, satoru gojo, maki zenin, yuta okkotsu

; suguru geto -

‣ geto doesn't get jealous very often

‣ he's super chill with this kind of stuff- if someone's flirting with you, he'll casually do something couple-ish or mention something about your relationship

‣ once the person realizes that the two of you are dating, they tend to back off, no problem! it's not a huge deal, geto would flirt with you too if he saw you !!

‣ but if this person doesn't stop bugging you ?

‣ suddenly they are a criminal wanted dead or alive. he's glaring at them so hard that they could feel his stare scorching holes into their brain

‣ he's still not making a huuuge deal of it but he's most definitely more annoyed than before

‣ geto will subtly angle his body so he's in front of you and gently steer the conversation (and you!!) away

‣ and if that doesn't work? he literally just grabs your hand and tugs you away LMFAO

‣ he has all the patience in the world when it comes to you !! but when it comes to anyone else, especially anyone interfering with the two of you he has the shortest fuse known to man

‣ like suddenly he cannot STAND this person and if they look at him the wrong way he's gonna kick them in the face til their teeth fall out

‣ u get the idea

‣ overall a mild 6/10 on the jealousy scale!!

; yuji itadori -

‣ oh my gosh this poor dude

‣ he doesn't even realize he should be jealous

‣ like does that make sense??? he just... doesn't think to be jealous. at all.

‣ it doesnt cross his mind for some reason (bc he's a dumbass)

‣ but then he'll notice some little tiny detail- like something so minuscule even you don't notice

‣ and he will get SOO CLINGY like literally attached to u at the waist, laying on top of you, coming up with bullshit excuses to get u to leave- THE WHOLE SHEBANG

‣ he will NOT leave u alone and will openly admit his jealousy and bug u about it for, like, ever

‣ if someone was hitting on u? he doesn't even realize they're flirting with you until you subconsciously shrink away from their lingering touch and BAM

‣ "actually wait babe, baby, my love, love of my life, honey, babe, my amazing wonderful partner who I'm so in love with, i have an appointment to get my nails done at.. right now. we have to go"

‣ u know he's lying. he knows he's lying. the other person knows he's lying. but like.. what can you do?

‣ 10 minutes later, you're both at a random nail salon??? and he has pink acrylics that will break off in probably 20 minutes!

‣ gotta appreciate the commitment at least

‣ overall yuji gets a solid 4/10 on the scale - less bc he usually just doesn't have a reaction to jealousy LOL!

; toge inumaki -

‣ inumaki oh inumaki..

‣ he gets pretty envious sometimes

‣ it doesn't happen very often- he's usually really chill when it comes to his feelings !!

‣ if something makes him a lil jealous, he just separates himself from the situation or , ironically, communicates with u to tell you what's up

‣ i get the vibes that inumaki is pretty in tune with his feelings- his being unable to talk has led to a lot of internal dialogue + analysis of his feelings

‣ so he knows how to talk about them !!

‣ but sometimes when he's having a real garbage day and something makes him jealous

‣ he just internalizes it and lets it build up as upset and hurt

‣ leads to him feeling lowkey like insecure ..

‣ but at the end of the day once he's calmed, he'll tell you everything and it all works out

‣ he loves u so much and he just gets frustrated sometimes and thats A OKAY!

‣ i'll give him a 5/10 because he usually doesn't give af

; megumi fushiguro -

‣ megumi gets jealous like very jealous 100%

‣ this has a lot to do with his inability to work through his feelings

‣ because of that, he won't say ANYTHINGGG when he's jealous like 0 words out of him ever at all

‣ he's all broody and mopey and emo until you bug him- then, he'll talk but not to tell you he's annoyed and jealous- it's to tell u to STFU

‣ but you get an idea of how he's feeling when you notice- he's clinging to you a little more than usual

‣ he gravitates to your side whereas he's usually more independent, just standing over your shoulder looking depressed ngl

‣ because of how observant megumi is, he sees how some random person is cozying up to you and getting a little too friendly

‣ he knows nothing will ever come of it but he gets like??? frustrated i think is the right way to put it

‣ not at you, but the situation

‣ mfer is DAMN GOOD at hiding it though

‣ like you could go HOURS. DAYS even. without noticing something's upsetting him LMFAO

‣ overall kinda pathetic but kinda cute

‣ 9/10 on the jealousy scale!

; kento nanami -

‣ he is such a saint. oh my GOD he is a saint

‣ literally just stands there and keeps going about his day as if he doesn't care. he does.

‣ if it REALLLY bothers him he might tell you

‣ but for the most part, he is chill and whatnot

‣ think: housewife

‣ it's kind of repulsive how patient he is when it comes to u like EW i want him

‣ it takes a lotttt to get on his nerves

‣ if that happens he's still all kind about it- will just nonchalantly mention he's not a big fan of ur friend (who u didn't notice was lowkey flirting with u)

‣ won't say anything more because he's LAME and doesn't want to upset you!

‣ he's a 2/10 on the jealousy scale. end of story.

; satoru gojo -

‣ dumb little attention whore.

‣ you already know what i'm gonna say

‣ 1000000/10 on the scale .

‣ he will NOTT leave you alone

‣ you thought yuji was bad??? not even close

‣ once he realizes someone is pursuing you, my guy is stuck to your side

‣ will not leave you alone

‣ he's whining and complaining the WHOLE TIME

‣ you can't even hear anything else is how loud he's being

‣ he is quite literally on his knees BEGGINGGG you to go elsewhere

‣ but like.. if that doesn't work?

‣ he bats his silly little lashes and puckers his silly little lips and tips his silly little head and hits??? on??? the person whose hitting on YOU

‣ HELLO. WHOSE SIDE ARE U EVEN ON

‣ almost successfully seduces them when u finally pull him away

‣ claims he was 'just giving you a taste of your own medicine'

‣ bitch.

; maki zenin -

‣ stone cold.

‣ i cannot express to u how much maki doesn't care

‣ she might get a teensy bit irritated but that is literally it

‣ in fact she goes as far as teasing you about it if someone hits on you

‣ if you don't realize you're being flirted with she'll make fun of you endlessly

‣ but when this happens; she makes sure her touches linger just a little bit

‣ and she sits closer to you than usual

‣ you don't notice and she's grateful for that

‣ not much else to say except i want to date maki so bad bro why cant she be real please just give me a chance please jsut one chance

‣ 1/10 on jealousy!!!

; yuta okkotsu -

‣ okay. he's a little miffed

‣ like not angry or frustrated or upset? just a little.. put off

‣ he's like... 'oh okay? somebody took my bitch?'

‣ more concerned with you feeling safe and comfortable rather than his own feelings because he's perfect like that

‣ but don't underestimate him, he gives a KILLER side eye

‣ like absolutely if looks could kill

‣ this comes from hours of sitting on the bedroom floor being your gossip buddy. he's too good at it!

‣ but overall i just don't think yuta gets very jealous

‣ like, he'll joke about you being hit on if it happens but not the same way maki does

‣ i mean dad jokes

‣ i need to stop or else this will turn into a 19k fic about how yuta is the perfect boyfriend !!

‣ anyways <3 he is a 3/10 on the jealousy scale !!!!

[frogsformax]

Bad Idea Right?

Ex! Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

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Its been a year since you called it quits with him. You were his summer fling, he was your first love.

He broke your heart when then video of him making out with some girl at a party got leaked right before your third year. The whole school year was awkward, he tried to console you and apologize and you just completely ignored him. When you graduated you had no clue that you were going to the same college as him.

It wasn’t until you sat down at your lab table in first year physics that he was sat as your seat partner. You wanted to immediately quit college and move to the moon. this wasn’t just some normal ex, this was the man you had lost your virginity to, the man who had seen you puking, bleeding, and crying.

“Haven't heard from you in a couple of months, But I'm out right now, and I'm all fucked up”

but now here you are, walking home from some random frat party, half drunk and missing your shoes. Some guy had tried to take you to a room upstairs but you managed to hit him with your heel and take off, not caring where the other one ended up.

“And you're callin' my phone, you're all alone, And I'm sensin' some undertones”

you picked up your phone to call koutarou, typing in K and clicking the first contact expecting it to be your loud best friend.

“y/n?” a deeper voice asked.

“hey kou,” you said, not realizing this was not bokuto “im out right now and im all fucked up.. and i need you to call me stupid and pick me up because im walking in the direction of kuroos place and god i just miss him” you rambled into the phone, looking around to try and find a street name.

“And I'm right here with all my friends, But you're sendin' me your new address”

“first off, kuroo doesnt live there anymore. second off this is kuroo..” the voice responded making you stop dead in your tracks. “i live at the west building, do you need somewhere to stay?”

You instantly sobered up. “fuck im sorry tetsurou..” you said softly, halting in your tracks

“come over y/n, lets talk..” he asks, getting cut off by you hanging up.

“And I know we're done, I know we're through

“ But, God, when I look at you, My brain goes, "Ah", Can't hear my thoughts”

“fuckfuckfuckfuck…” you mumbled to yourself, thinking about your options.

yninsta - seeing you tonight

ktetsu - yn?

yninsta - its a bad idea right?

ktetsu - come on please, its been a year lets just talk

yninsta - seeing you tonight is a bad idea right?

ktetsu - come see me

yninsta - fuck it its fine

ktetsu - where are you??

“Yes i know that he’s my ex but cant two people reconnect i only see him as a friend (the biggest lie i’ve ever said)”

You walked along the street for a while, eventually calling a taxi to take you there after a few raindrops started to fall.

“Now im getting in the car wrecking all my plans and i know i should stop… but i cant”

suddenly you found yourself standing outside of the west building a bright yellow taxi pulling off behind you, slowly getting drenched in water from the rain that started during the taxi ride. you pulled out your phone and sent him a text.

yninsta - I should probably, probably not

ktetsu - what?

ktetsu - is that you down there?? its fucking pouring??

ktetsu - where are your shoes yn??

ktetsu - oh my god im coming

“i told my friends i was asleep but i never said where (or in whose sheets)”

the thought of what he would say made you frown. he was always so caring and kind last summer, taking care of you. making you prepare for tests, making sure you ate, and taking care of you after amazing sex.

And I pull up to your place, on the second floor, And you're standin', smiling at the door, And I'm sure I've seen much hotter men, But I really can't remember when

the door to the building swung open, kuroo standing there with a towel as he grabs your arm and pulls you inside, wrapping the towel around you and holding you by the shoulders

“what were you thinking?” he asks, sounding frustrated and worried, bending down to look into your eyes.

“My brain goes, "Ah", Can't hear my thoughts”

“i wasn’t..” you muttered back, looking away from him as you shivered slightly. your black mini dress was not providing any warmth in his cold dorm building.

“jesus christ” he sighs, standing up and pulling you against his chest in a tight hug before walking you up to his dorm

“Oh, yes, I know that he's my ex, Can't two people reconnect?”

after letting you change into some of his clothes kuroo sat you on his bed, you mentally prepared yourself to get fussed at.

“yn, are you okay?” he asked, taking your hands in his.

“yeah.. some guy tried to fuck me.. thats how i ended up with no heels..” you said, refusing to look him in the eyes.

“fuck i would have killed him” kuroo muttered, wrapping you up in a hug. “im sorry” he whispered into your damp hair.

“The biggest lie I ever said, I just tripped and fell into his bed”

“for what?” you asked timidly.

“for everything..” he said, pulling you to sit in his lap. “for what happened at that party.. for not apologizing sooner.. for everything..” he said, his voice flattening into an apologetic tone.

you rested your head on his shoulder, making him look down at you. “its okay.. im sorry for ignoring you”

“no don’t apologize for ignoring me, i was an asshole” he laughed, gazing at you with something that looked like love in his eyes. “is this okay?” he asked, nodding his head to where he was holding you.

“Thoughts”

“yeah its okay” you said, snuggling into him. Your body was dwarfed by one of his science olympiad shirts. “youre warm” you whispered.

“lets get you to bed baby..” he said, whispering the last word out of force of habit as he stood up with one swift move. Tucking you into his bed and placing a kiss on your forehead. “goodnight y/n”

“blah”

he walks off to the living room of his dorm, leaving you in his bed. god it smelled so much like him, the sight of him, his touch. You were gonna go feral.

“Thoughts”

“tetsurou…?” you whispered, walking into the dark living room, wrapped up in a blanket.

“yeah baby?” he mumbled, obviously half asleep.

“miss you..” you mumbled, standing by the couch

he stands up, picking you up and carrying you back to his bed, laying down next to you this time.

“i mean it, go to bed” he whispers, holding you against his chest.

“Blah”

[whole-circus]

hi! i was wondering if u could make a jeff the killer x male reader general hcs? thanks a lot!!

Jeff the Killer x male reader general dating hcs!

➥ Hii! Here you go! ( ´ω` ) Im sorry that without NSWF part, dunno if you were counting for that!

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I think that Jeff doesnt have preferences about his partner. That means that no matter what you do, what are your hobbies or what kind of person your are, he would be still into you. You can be either silly and crazy like Jeff or be calm and he will somehow match the energy with you anyways. High chance that he is "look > personality" type of person, but I believe he wouldnt be too picky.

When in relationship, he isnt the worst person to date! Jeffs mean coments turn into more teasing one? You know, you can tell when he is not being serious and just want to play with you. Once with him, you got more "friends and lovers" type of relationship. He really can be fun to have around. Not the best at comforting, but can be shoulder to cry or partner in destroying the world. He also has his clingy moments, nothing too direct but enjoys kisses and cuddles. Even if he isnt the best at showing that, he would do anything for you!

He just want someone who would take care of him, he needs that even if he will deny it. Jeff came through a lot, and under his tough, big and scary persona he wants to be cared for and loved. Will act like doesn't like it but if you pamper him he would melt - of course he will pretend to be mad but you know better! Boy doesn't live in healthy way, doesnt eat or drink enough and sleep isnt the most important for him (plus he is a killer???) so gladly appreciates all that. Bonus: be ready for cleaning bloody stains from his (or sometimes yours) clothes tho!

Jeff also need a lot of time to let himself be vurnable in front of you. Its hard for him to open up, hates the feeling of showing emotions and "being weak" (in his small brain being emotional = being lame). Im sorry but that can lead to him snapping on you, it happens when you buttle up emotions. I believe that Jeff would also have anger issues which wont be treated for obviouse reasons, so the beggining of relationship can be a bit hard. No worries, he gets better at controlling them (or just not taking anger out on you!) by time and who knows? Maybe once in a while he would seek comfort from you??

Well, Jeff is possesive and jealous, maybe sometimes to the point of this unhealthy way. Not that he would lock you in his room and chain to bed, but might get pouty when you are being too close with someone. Doesnt matter with who - your friend, stranger or just your family - there is high chance of him not talking to you for a while becasue of that or end up with rough making out session!

He is more of "I will beat or kill anyone who will look at you in the wrong way" type of romantic rather than "uwu cute dates for my cute boyfriend". Jeff can be pretty romantic...just not in standard way! You wont get expensive gifts or cheesy dinner dates with him wearing fancy suit, but you would recieve a lot of stolen things (jewelry if you wear, clothes, anything!) or just going on a walk/exploring abandon buildings at night! He is also down for cuddles, but its a secret..!

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[slashingdisneypasta]

Horror Villains x Reader || Imagines

Who wants some unrealistic fluff for Horror Villains? I sure do, let's do it-

Bo yelling at you, shocking you, and then Vincent coming outta fricken nowhere to huddle with you, hold your hands, and touch foreheads until you feel better. You might get over it quick, but he still want to protect you so he keeps softly squeezing your hands in his big warm talented artist hands and staying close to you.

Sitting in between Jason's legs or in his lap, with your back against his broad chest in front of a camp fire at night so you feel all snuggly and warn against him and with the heat of the fire wafting over to you. The only things that you hear are the fire crackling and the forest around you doing its natural, spooky-yet-comforting thing and, for a while... nothing feels bad ^^

Feeling sad and lonely, just cuz thats what your asshole of a brain is doing to you then, when Bo collapsing into bed with you after a long, exhausting day of his own. He doesnt even get changed, just takes off his hat and runs a hand through his sweaty hair. Then he wraps his arm over you and draws you into him and gives a beyond tired sigh. Ahh, there it is... he mutters, closing his eyes and falling asleep. Everything feels better after that ^^

Begging Freddy to just be a boyfriend for the night- just get into bed with you and wrap his arms around you. You really need it, just for tonight. Just a moment... to feel better. Miraculously he agrees and curls himself around you, his chin on your head, and you just take a deeeeep breath hidden where all you can see is red and freen stripes... and let it out... and start to feel better. Thank you...

Tiffany running you a bubble bath; The perfect temperature with lotsa soft bubbles and nice-smelling bath salts (Caramel, or eucalyptus, or chocolate... something that's warm and non-headachy, and comforting to you), and about a gazillion candles lit up and burning steadily all around you (Non-flickery). When you're ready to get out she has the softest robe of hers for you to wear and gives you sweet cheek kisses.

Laying down on the floor because you're just so overwhelmed and frustrated and just closing your eyes and counting to yourself... until Baby finds you- an Uno deck in her hand. Without a word she deals you seven cards and the two of you play a nice long round without saying a word, or even making faces at each other. It's a nice easy (But not too easy) thing to focus on and the first sound you make in who-knoss-how long ends up being a little laugh when you Draw Four her. She doesn't even mind the betrayal when you finally smile.

... Leaving the room where you were hanging with Chucky all of a sudden and going to your room, and screaming into a pillow because it's been building up for 2 damn movies. He'll hold you from behind for as long as it takes, happy to just lay there drawing patterns into your back (Possibly symbols?? Possibly sigils???) until you're ready to roll over and cuddle him back.

Candyman noticing your sour, upset mood and lifting your head up with his hook under your chin... looking so deeply into your eyes that maybe you start to shake a little under the intensity, and asking in that voice-... are you alright my dear? And you know he really means it, he really cares and he really wants to do something about if you're not okay.

Feeling dizzy and drained due to low-iron or from just not eating well lately when Foxy comes in with bags of groceries. When you look inside, it's all good stuff- bags full of big juicy apples and manderines and sweet, in-season nectarines. And other bags full of juicy broccoli and cobs of corn and lots and lots of snow peas. Also orange juice, and plain yoghurt, and some light crackers. Its a feast of non-heavy, healthy food that'll perk you up and you know he went grocery shopping for you and that just means so much!! You pull him into a hug and you don't even mind the B.O and gas smell ^^

Pamela having you stop working - you can do the dishes later, I know its hard but don't even look at them, - and just sit the hell down in front of the TV. She then puts her adorable baby Jason in your lap to cuddle carefully and turns on a nice long movie you both can watch. You will sit there, smell clean baby head, and watch TV for the duration of this film. Then she'll have a good, hearty meal ready for you, and you'll take a good long shower, and then- if you're well refreshed and still want to- you can do the dishes.

Feeling stressed out and your head won't stop going, so Norman guides you gently, tentatively away from whatever you were doing and to a bench before dissapearing for a moment. When he comes back he has a big book with plenty of pictures inside (Fauna species, or maps, or insects or something) and sits with you for a long time just looking through the pages. Every now and then he'll point at something in particular and stutter out a quiet comment that you nod carefully to, and until you're fully relaxed and engage in conversation with him about them ^^

Chop Top fixing his big noise cancelling headphones to your ears good and firm when you can't stand the random fricken noises anymore and playing music for you - music you like, - good and loud so everything else is tuned out until you're exhausted and ready to go to sleep.

BONUS, because this makes the total no. of imagines 13: Getting sick and tired of 'Sheriff Hoyt' and feeling uncomfortable about the whole stolen identity thing because who you fell in love with was Charlie- so he gets changed back into his comfy flannel and overalls and tells you he's Charlie again, for the night. C'mere, he tells you, pulling you by your waist into his side. You can't stop looking at him in that old baseball cap.

Which one of these would make you feel better??? I'd be so happy with Foxy!

[unexpectedbrickattack]

Ngl I'm kind of dillydallying around my own SDV fixation and i'd KILL to see what your brain is doing to this game like i for one would eat up dat stuff UP . . .

I love the way this is phrased; genuinely 😭💖 like im a force of nature tearing through any new interest like its made of wet tissue paper 💥💥💥

I thought about it some more and i will (eventually) make an sdv blog. Its going to be a mess having all my interests on one dashboard (im lazy and i dont want to sign in and out all the time for diff accounts lol) but i need sdv stuff in sight or ill explode. For now tho i will ramble about random hcs rattling around in my brain

- The valley is FULL of magic, but not alot of Magical Beings that utilize that magic. If the residents of pelican town knew more about magic, there would be alot more wizards than just. The Wizard.

- Everyone in pelican town has some kind of latent magic, or at the very least, an affinity or sensitivity to magic. I like to think that magic builds in very secluded corners of their world and the area including (and surrounding) pelican town is simply one of those places.

-(sorry, i am just obsessed with Places and Magic) I like the idea of your farmer being drawn to pelican town bc they have a bit of magic in them. The letter is just A Letter, but it is the desire to see this town that makes them leave their old life behind. I am obsessed w the idea that the magic in the farmer craves the valley bc it sees the valley as its home, and by extension, the farmer sees the valley as their home. The people of pelican town rarely leave bc the magic in them sees the valley as their home always. The biggest examples of this are Kent, Demetrius, Evelyn, Emily and Shane. The huge exceptions to this (still workin on it) are lewis and sebastian; lewis bc i see him as a normal, non-magical being trying to wrangle the weirdness of this town, and sebastian bc his feelings of isolation and not being understood propels him to crave the world outside of the valley. (That changes a bit if u befriend him/romance him)

-(shane is weird bc hes super depressed and lonely but his happiness comes from his new ‘ragtag family’ (his words) and his very Not Normal chickens. The animals of the valley love him bc he loves them and he becomes tied to the valley bc of it. Marnie has always loved the animals of the valley and some of the love they had for her definitely rubbed off onto shane, who very openly admits he loves the chickens 💙)

-I wasnt very fond of the idea of purple=magic but i think that was bc i often saw it as a way to tie-in the wizard and abigail. I am still trying to get through the friendships for everyone but rn it doesnt feel like theres any connection between them (and caroline). But. I do like the idea of odd, unnatural colors coming through bc of magic. Alex and Pierre having normal brown hair; Haley and Sam being true blondes. BUT. Shane and Jas having purple-ish hair. Emily and Caroline have blue toned hair. Even vincent have pinkish hair 🥺💖 (and dare i say….sebastian with purple/black hair like shane 👀…maybe he has more magic in him than hed like to believe). Abigail doesnt count bc from what ive seen, Caroline laments about her daughters dyed hair. “When she was younger it used to be chestnut brown” which…awww she took after her dad lol.

- LAST THING. This is not an hc i am just mad about this. I cannot believe the game doesnt allow u to befriend Marlon. What the fuck. What the fuck !!! I love him!!! I want to be friends w the chill monster slayer! Im a monster slayer too!!! Let me give him gifts !!! Fuck ! 😭😭😭💥💥💥💥 Also. I know how to write old man yaoi. They shouldve let me do a romance path for willy, clint and marlon. And the wizard i guess but someone already did that. Linus doesnt count bc hes ascended the need for human romance; hes one w nature (read. aroace). And we (linus and willy and the farmer) already co-raise leo so that counts for something i think 🤔

[niceinchnails]

I was like going througu some really cold wintery desert posibly artic or Antarctica with some wise old man. And there was this ice building that me and the old man went through. And in the building there was a room labelled war, and beside the door of the room there was this ice table with like mini soldier figures made of ice So me and my wise old man went through the door, and into the classroom it was fairly small. also for some reason my cousin was there, along with his girlfriend (he doesnt have one irl my mind just made one up for this dream) but their sitting positions at the desk were really weird?

there was like one chair between them. And i got kinda annoyed cause like 1. why would you do that youre literally dating 2. i wanted to sit next to the old man and 3. in the dream this imaginary girlfriend annoyed me. so angrily i set next to the window and wise old man sat on the third chair. And the teacher was talking, and she said So, whos up for a challenge ? And the girl beside me got up and said mee ^_^ and i was like ugh. Teachers pet. And my wise old man was like I Think iso could use, a challenge or too and i was looking at him angrily but i knew he wanted whats best for me so i got up too. and the teacher was like your challenge is to test your strength,and drink this cups. And the cups were filled with alcohol. So the girl im pissed at drank one, and everyone cheered! And i was getting kind of excited like maybe if i drank one theyd cheer for me too. But then i looked over and it was like a thousand fucking glasses . that i had to drink. and i eas like fuck offf .. so i did that i drank those shots almost all of them. And i was like thabk god im almost done all those shots. so i looked up, and literally noone was paying attention and all of them were on their phone. so i slammed my glass down and my empty glasses were on other peoples desks. and i started getting so so pissed that they werent payint attention to me Even after all the fucking shots i drank everything i went through. It was a dream but it was the most visceral anger i ever felt i started flipping tables and yelling and the girl was like why would you do this 😞.. and i started yelling at her and everyone like I went through so much!!And youre all on your phone!!!!! And i started swearing and saying i hate you i hate you i hate you to everyonr and i looked over at the old man and he was shaking his head in disappointment. whcih shook me to my core. i felt so bad so i ran away and i ran into my house and my friend was there and she wss sitting crosslegged on my house floor staring at her girlfriend (who my brain also made up) and i was like im still mad -_- But you guys are kinda cute : )! And thats the last thing i remember

[oh-katsuki]

tendou gets you to have those, slow, slow, slow orgasms, where you feel like the peak is never gonna hit you. he doesnt speed up or slow down, just lets you teeter on the edge, all twitching and tense as he fingers you with a little "come on, let go-- there it is."

i- i literally started like.... giggling uncontrollably, hands over my mouth, eyes watering. this... he's unbelievable.

it's so overwhelming too. the way the syrupy start of your orgasm fills your brain. makes you heavy and spacey, like you're floating. and your chest heaves desperately while he lays between your legs with his knuckles curled up inside of you. just kind of builds and builds and builds.

he's not finger fucking you particularly fast, but something about it makes you want to run away. like you know the orgasm will be too much. it scares you just a little bit, the intensity of the build-up. kinda makes you think that you might cry, the feeling welling up in your chest and throat, so intense that you can't even let the sound trapped in your throat escape.

tendou's the only thing keeping you grounded, working those lithe fingers as you climb higher and higher, cresting on the top of that wave for what feels like forever. praises you telling you that you can let it go, to just relax and let yourself come. groans when you finally do crash, smiling as the breath you'd been holding finally escapes you in a rush of air.

your chest heaves and you gasp loudly as he works you through it, pulling your knees upward and arching your back into the sensation. his fingers follow, elongating your orgasm. it lasts so long, the build-up of it leading to a stretched-out payoff that makes you feel like you're going insane. your voice wavers and your stomach knots up. you pull your knees together around his wrist, able to feel the way his muscles move between them.

im going to lose my fucking mind.

[ziteyra]

A good soldier

Chapter 5

Chapter 1 and Chapter 4

🐟 Synopsis: You'r little expidition with Lyle doesnt go quite as planned

🐟 characters: Quaritch Recom, Waynfleet Recom

🐟themes: same as the last chapter. A bit of cursing, roughing around but nothing serious.

🐠Note:Uhh im almost sorry for the little Quaritch were getting but i promise its not gonna be long. Love y'all 💙

Tagging: @babyduk213 💙

“Well if you reall ywant to help me with my research Lyle there are actually a few things we could do.” you say smiling down at your datapad, not really knowing what to expect the next few hours with him. “Actually we wouldnt even need to leave the grounds to conduct these. Some strength and dexterity tests would be in order as well as the usua-” you are abruptly interrupted by Lyle hitting you on the back and laughing out loud. “OH Y/N! We both know thats not why were out here. Now come on theres something i want to blow your little scientist brain with.” he says as he eagerly licks his sharp front theet.

Nothing about this makes your really excited. Neither the fact that youve been following Lyle for over twenty minutes through the jungle, that your shoulder still hurts from him hitting you and that he still refuses to tell you where you are going. Even your relieve about finally being gone from the dustfilled chambers of the compound seems to be blown away since you left both by Lyles rigorous speed but  also by the Pandoran Flora and Fauna for which you have to watch out every step your taking.

“I swear Lyle im not joking if you dont tell me where your going and how this has any effect on our scientific mission im stopping right here and now and let me get picked up by a helicarrier.” you shout at him having twigs and leaves stuck in your hair as well as sore muscles from trying to keep up with Lyles gigantic Avatar body.

“Oh dont be such a killjoy little scientist. I swear were almost there and you wouldnt wanna miss it. Even your favourit little Capitain comes here from time to time, its almost like our little secret.” he calls back at you, not even bothering to turn around, “ and if your really to tired to walk i can always just throw you over my shoulder again. Its what does savage Navi do with their woman anyway isnt it?”. 

As he laughs more then once about his own jokes, you give up trying to convince him. It was no use anyway threatening him and he probably even knew that no helicarrier would come out here just for you. 

Since Lyle clearly seemed to be eager on reaching his destination you start to wonder what that mysterious place might be. And sooner or later your thoughts drift of to Quaritch again and the fact that even he keot that place a secret. You almost feel something like jealousy again, about their sense of teamspirit in the phoenix project. They certainly seemed to be connected not just through their missions and training together.

You even catch yourself for a second thinking about life with them, as another Navi soldier fighting at the frontiers of PAndora when Lyles voice pulls you out of your daydreams.

“Well isnt that something worth your sweat!” he proudly exclaimed as you both enter through a small tunnel of purple leaves, what seems to be a big clearing with a big burned down tree in the middle. 

“Lopez and Prager discovered it on one of their little trips. You know you always tell us to get a bit more familiar with the local culture and i guess thats what we did.” Lyle grins at you.

Upon hearing these words you look back at him confused but once you get closer to the tree you realize that there once were Navi huts and building all around and inside it. Now taken back by the nature, overgrown and destroyed but still clearly visible with colourfull paintings and beads and even more of their culture hidden behind dirt.

“That wasnt you was it…?” you say as you stumble a few steps back realizing that you just discovered what seemes to eb the remainins of a small navi village.

“Oh sadly not no. No, as i said Lopez and Prager discovered it, already deserted by those tree people. We just set up a little outside base you know. Our basis on enemy grounds as you will. But thats not even the best, come on.” Lyle says proudly.

He almost has to pull you away from the tunnel, with you still being in somewhat of a shock. This was your first time seeing one of their villages for yourself, deserted or not. There was this strange eary atmosphere around the whole tree, you didnt notice it at first but now that Lyle dragged you along with him, around the gigantic treestump, you finally started to notice.

Rarely any birds could be heard across the camp and even the colourfull and almost always glowing Fauna of the jungle seemed to be dampened and grey.

Like it could be feel the life being erradicated in the village not sign of Life could be heard the further you followed Lyle. 

[fedorahead]

I had a breakdown earlier because I've been so overstimulated by people and I'm not reaching basic goals like "clean room over break" even though the break in reference was summer break and i'm nearly done with winter break. and i have alot of other things i gotta do to but every time i'm surrounded by people their emotions and issues and wants and needs are pasted over mine and i forget everything. i have finally stopped going out of my way to cater to unreasonable demands or expectations, like, it's not my job to make someone happy when they can't even use their words like a grown up, but since they'll still sigh and snap and do anxious things around me i'm still being totally overcome by their shit energy

so anyway ive been getting increasingly stressed

and i broke down and said i didnt want to socialize i didnt want to go to amtgard i didn't want to go to the store i didn't want to go back to work i just want to do nothing and be able to have a clear fucking thought, and that i dont have a rewards center in my brain the way most people do so finishing tasks doesnt make me feel relief.

and i brought up that my room being a mess makes me stressed every day and adds to my misery and i hate that i can't even figure out how to do that and even when i do that i'm still not even fully moved in here and so a clear room means space for living room stuff to clutter it, and then a clear living room means space for garage stuff to clutter it, and people keep giving me shit i dont need or want and it keeps building and i keep building piles of random shit arou d me and i can't even do the basics of tidying and my husband said he'd help and i started crying and said i didn't want to make him do everything for me.

and my husband said that he doesn't want to be disabled either, and he knows i would do it if i could, because obviously i care about it even if it isn't rewarding, and that it will make my life easier even if i don't feel like i succeeded by it being clean because it's making my life worse messy.

and he said he doesn't mind doing the things i struggle with for or with me, because i do the things he struggles with for or with him, and we can work together and also i do that other thing he likes which makes it all worth it anyway.

and my dudes, i have the best frickin husband in the world. i've spent my entire life not understanding why i work harder than everyone around me and get less done, and this person comes in and is helpful and actually shares a workload with me, my workload, and doesn't resent me for it. he cooks my meals and washes the dishes and helps me with nearly everything in my life. and i drive us all over the state so he can be in tourneys and i talk to people about his knighting and make sure that he has his medication and talk him through his rough patches too. and i love him unconditionally, and he loves me unconditionally. and we make sure to set time aside to be alone together and talk and cuddle every night even when he isn't staying in my room with me or is staying up for a few more hours and has stuff to do. and he takes care of our cats and i adopt more cats and pay their vet bills while he feeds them and waters them and teaches them life skills.

he's the best. and i feel so much better because we had this talk.

[nrdmssgs]

Your reminder to be self-indulgent

This blog is not my first experience in writing. However, this one is the first, where I deliberately stay as self-indulgent as I can. Even, if it seems cringy, even if there are people out there with other preferences and perspectives on my favorite characters. This was my personal goal, and today I've found the reason behind it, a real one.

A bit of backstory. Some time ago I've moved to another country. The last months before moving were crazy: there was a shit ton of packing, paperwork, organizational work, stresses and so forth. I knew, Im not going back. What I didn't know was that life would turn out in such a way that with a high probability I would not visit my hometown in the next 10-15 years (maybe longer). Sadly, I didn't have a chance to say a proper goodbye to my hometown. I wish I could just have a free day to roam around familiar places: to sit on a bench, where I had my first ever kiss, to visit my school and university, to walk in park, where I shared my first ever beer with a friend, to look into the courtyard of the house where I spent the first years of my life, maybe to take some photos, so that I have something, reminding me of those places. But it is what it is, and sometimes you don't have any free time during a few months.

This night I had a very comforting dream. I was once again in my hometown. There is a cinema theater in the very center of our city. It is a huge building with a massive concrete canopy (so massive, you can actually walk on it). Although you are not allowed to climb there - there was a way to do it and 20 years ago that area was not strictly supervised, so I've done that in my school years with my friends. So I see that canopy, remember the good old days, climb and walk along there. Then I hear someones voice. "You ok there? Need help with coming down?". I look down on a guy. Never met him before, but his face looks somewhat familiar. He looks up on me with confused eyes, yet a wide happy grin. Such a sunshine of human being. Obviously a tourist, not familiar with this place. "Nah, m fine, just hanging out here." But I climb down just to not let the guy down and ruin his day. "See? it's quite easy, if you know, where to climb." I start walking away, but he follows me and asks if I could show him any cool places around. "Only if you have a few hours, mate. Im planning quite a journey around my hometown." But this doesnt lessen his enthusiasm, he is quite happy to just hang out and see whatever I have to show him. And for the first time I dont care, that he is a tourist and I have to show him some museum/palace/fontain. I just... go through all those places, Ive originally wanted to say goodbye to, when I was leaving, not caring, he could find them insignificant. I dont tell him the real reason behind every place, we visit. Instead, I just joke around, I whistle my favorite songs, I feel free to yell at the driver who almost ran over us in the alley, and I treat my new friend with sweets that he can only taste there. And he encourages whatever I do, just lets me have a good time and is genuinely happy to be around. We visit many places I miss dearly.

I woke up today with my cheeks wet with tears of joy. This happened like 2-3 times in my life. Im just so happy, I've finally revisited all those places and by my side was someone, who just let me be myself. And only later, when brushing my teeth, Ive remembered the face of that guy. "Wait a minute, it was you all the time?" It was so funny, I didnt recognize him in my dream.

So how is this little story connected to self-indulgence? I believe, that by tinkering a safe space for yourself with your favourite characters and interesting for you personally stories, by revisiting this space on a weekly basis, you train your brain to always make some place for comfort. A place, where you can express your feelings and worries freely (even if this place is your own dream). Of course, I`m not encouraging anyone to replace professional help with fanfiction. But I think, this works really well as one of many-many instruments to maintain some peace of mind. So please consider this as your reminder to stay self-indulgent. It helps, it heals.

Oh, and regarding a guy from my dream? Yep, him.

[quarktrinity]

quark watches star trek season 1 episode 29

oh cool this is the last episode of season 1

uhura girlsplains private transmitters to kirk

weirdly colorful star map

why do they call other ships "he" i thought ships were girls

hey wasnt warp factor 8 super dangerous are we just cool with that now

kirk determined to save other ship flying into the sun i love this dude

some cryptic shit

k that dudes dead. bye

omg jims brother is on this planet :0

i just called kirk jim. i didnt even think about it. oh god.

uhura girlsplains private transmitters to kirk... 2!

kirk wants to see his family :(

this planet looks like the mopop in seattle. if u get it u get it

kirk looks nauseous with emotional vulnerability

insane violent dudes

omg they actually stunned them for once

something fucked ups going on here

kirk please you cant keep plunging crying womens faces into your tits eventually one of thems not gonna be cool with it

kirks brother is dead???

hahahahah he looks exactly like him

yeah hes dead

his nephews ok though

spock uses comfort! its not very effective. can they make out now

alright kirk you can do this. dont seduce your sister in law. i believe in you

her names aurelan im not sure thats a real name

aurelan dont make those noises

what are you talking about

this actress is determined to sound overwhelmingly horny when shes supposed to sound upset

some weird brain shit going on

"they"

evil brain creatures doing evil brain things to build ships?

horniest scream ive ever heard

uh rip aurelan i guess. congrats kirk you got through an episode with a hot girl without making out with her

kirk status: Repressing Sadness

are the aliens bees. they sound like bees

oh GOD

theyre like flying manta rays oh jesus. ok thats fucked

they look silly as shit but also the direction lets them be terrifying

SPOCK GOT MANTA'D

oh shit i think its in his brain

this is gonna be gay isnt it

anyone who thinks mccoy isnt kinda gay for spock is stupidly wrong

eugh its all up in his bod

alright theyre a little like bees

fight it spock fight it

"locate and restrain mr spock" very normal of u to say kirk

kirk pins spock to the floor. ok

i got bingo

spock u good

"i will be able to return to duty" i dont believe you

spock says i can just turn off my pain

"i need you, spock" DO YOU NOW, KIRK?

spock youre so possessed rn

yes scotty threaten his life

spock has Determination

"i am in complete control of myself, doctor" NO YOURE NOOOOT

kirk no dont believe him i know youre in love but you gotta use your brain i know you have one

sigh. ok spock try ur best to resist the evil brain things i guess

they look like those things from half life

theres so many oh god

cmon spock u got this

grabs u with my pinchers

mission successful thank god. manta ray thing kidnapped.

spock says fuck my own needs i am Useful

its a giant brain cell? thats super cool ngl

a lot of these aliens have really cool concepts and still look silly as shit

more mcspock sexual tension

kirk says computers good this time

"your affection for spock" DUDE

to spread brainpox or commit genocide. that is the question. kirk says no

star trek doesnt know that light is radiation

kill the brain mantas with light. ok

sorry we might have to blind you to free you from brain disease

spocks blind now

"these creatures are sensitive to light which we cannot see" you have described radiation. you said you tried radiation and it didnt work. dont do this to me

sorry spock we didnt need to blind you. its ok though he forgives us anyway

ULTRAVIOLET? THEYRE WEAK TO ULTRAVIOLET???? DO THEY KNOW THAT ULTRAVIOLET LIGHT EASILY BLINDS YOU????? DO THEY KNOW HUMANS ARE ALSO WEAK TO ULTRAVIOLET LIGHT??????? DO THEY KNOW THAT THIS IS LITERALLY WHAT RADIATION IS OH MY GOD IM LOSING MY MIND

exposing the entire planet to a giant blast of ultraviolet light is extremely dangerous and im not sure they know that. theyre gonna be so sunburned so many of them are going to get skin cancer

ULTRAVIOLET LIGHT ISNT RED

ugh. ok i guess the brain things are dead anyway. whatever

mcspirk is so real and true

spocks not blind anymore. hes fine now. vulcan stuff

"my first sight was the face of dr mccoy bending over me" WHAT

"tis a pity brief blindness did not increase your appreciation for beauty, mr spock" WHAT????????

MCSPIRK IS SO REAL AND TRUE