#but one hour and it’ll be out of the way 🙏🙏

[jimmyspades]

[samandcolbyownme]

can you do something where jake’s gf struggles with depression, and he helps her feel better? tysm 🙏🖤

Prompt: Reader is texting their best friend about how insecure they feel and [whoever] oversees.

This is going to be kinda sad, but i promise it’ll get spicy.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, talk of insecurities, reader being upset, Jake comforts reader, unprotected sex, oral (f rec), hair pulling, biting, kissing, scratching, creampie, breeding kink, fluff mixed with filth

Word count: 2.6k | not edited

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The last few days have been exhausting, mainly because you’ve been acting like everything is fine - when in reality, you felt like you would explode if you looked at yourself in a mirror.

You haven’t taken selfies in weeks.

You’ve denied brand deals because of how ugly your brain is making you feel, but you got scolded for not posting enough so you had to, forcibly? kick it into high gear and that helped matters in absolutely no way.

And - when you’re an influencer who is also dating another influencer, it seems like you’re always on camera in some kind of way.

The last few days, the only time you really got to break down and feel all the sadness you’ve been hiding, is when you can sneak away from Jake’s grasp in the middle of the night and take a shower.

You felt horrible for keeping it from him, but you just felt like it was repetitive and you didn’t want to get on his nerves more than you felt you already do.

But luckily, your best friend, Gwenyth, is there to save the day.

She’s always telling you how much Jake loves you, and you know he does. You knew everything she tells you is true, you just need to get yourself to actually believe it.

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You came to a party with Jake, it was just a small one, but you still didn’t want to be here.

And that was obvious, as you were sat over by the fireplace, knees to your chest as you gently scratched the head of the random cat that’s curled up at your feet.

Y/n, Jake absolutely adores you. I promise you he won’t get annoyed by you saying something, Gwenyth texts, You have to give yourself a break, you’ve been working non stop these last few weeks and I feel like that’s a big part of your issue.

You sigh, bringing your hand up to text, you’ve had a few drinks so your motions are kind of sluggish, Jake calls me beautiful like it’s my name, G. I love him so much, I just feel like such a burden when I walk up to him and basically fish for compliments.

You take a sip of your drink, going back to petting the cat as you wait for Gwenyth’s text. You’ve been texting for probably the last half hour and most of it consisted on comparing yourself to the other girls who are there at this party.

That ties into why feeling like this, also makes you feel like Jake will leave you for someone prettier, and you just don’t know how to say something like that to him.

You look down, bringing your phone up as her text comes through, Its genuinely affecting you, y/n. You have absolutely no reason to hate yourself, you are gorgeous, trust me. You wouldn’t have Jake if you weren’t sexy as fuck, I mean look at him.

You smirk slightly, shaking your head as you take a sip of your drink. You jump slightly when you see Jake starting to sit down next to you.

You lock your phone quickly and put on a smile as you look up at him, “Hey baby. Whatcha doin’?”

He smiles, “I was actually coming over here to ask you that, actually.” He motions to the cat, “Who’s this?”

You shrug, “I don’t know, he just walked up to me and laid at my feet.”

Jake laughs slightly and you can tell there’s something on his mind. You tilt your head, reaching up to run a hand through his hair, “What’s going on?”

He nods as he moves to stand up, “C’mon.” He holds his hand out and you look down to grab your stuff before moving the cat from your shoes.

You take Jake’s hand and stand up, and as soon as you’re on your feet, his arms are around your waist and you’re pulled into his body.

“Jake?” You whisper, arms moving to wrap around his neck, “Are you okay? What’s-“

His lips cut your words by crashing onto yours. His hands slide up your body and he cups your jaw, fingers laying over your neck and ears, “You are fucking perfect in every single way, you hear me?”

You nod and he kisses your cheek, “I’m taking you home, and I’m going to show you every single thing I love about you and tell you why.”

You squeeze your thighs together, letting out a whimper at his words and he smirks, “Come on.”

“Aren’t we saying bye?” You ask and Jake laughs, “Fuck that. I got more important shit to tend to right now.”

His arm snakes around your waist as he pulls you with him, leading you to his car, “I really like this dress on you.”

Jake bites his lip as he watches you get in, your tits bouncing as you sit down onto the seat. Jake nods, smacking his lips, “Yeah. I love this fucking dress on you.”

You look up at him as he closes the door and you smile, eyes following him as he walks around to the drivers seat, “you are so fucking beautiful.”

You smirk, “You didn’t tell me why you like my dress.”

He taps the steering wheel and gasps, “Fuck, my bad. Alright. Your tits-“ his eyes move down to your chest, “-bounce- I mean.. look so good in it.”

You can feel your cheeks heating up and you shake your head, “Seen my texts with Gwenyth?”

“She’s right you know. I’m actually obsessed with you, like.. I can’t go a day without kissing or even talking to you.” Jake reaches over, pulling you into him, “I promise you, as long as you’re fully in it with me, I’m fully in it with you.”

You can feel your eyes burning, but you hold back the tears, “Of course I am.” You close the space, “Now take me home and love on me.”

He nods, “Anything for you, my girl.”

You smile, Jake was always the key to calming you down, grounding you when you got too worked up about things.

But for some reason, you can’t fight back the tears and as Jake comes to a stop, he looks over at you, “Whoa, hey. Sweetheart. Talk to me.”

He squeezes your hand and you gasp, “I-i am my own biggest hater.”

Jake nods his head, his fingers pressing into the back of your hand as he squeezes your hand harder, “I understand what you mean, baby. I think we’re all our own worst critic in certain ways.”

“I just..” you take a deep breath, wiping your tears away with the back of your free hand, “I just, I feel so bad when I get like this because I don’t want to annoy you-“

“Whoa, whoa.” Jake holds his hand up for a second, “You don’t ever annoy me. So far in our relationship, the two years that we’ve been together, you haven’t annoyed me once.”

You feel a smile creep into your face before you look down, “I think that’s just one of the biggest flaws with dating me.” You look up and out the window.

“What’s that, babe?” Jake glances over at you and you laugh slightly, “I need a lot of reassurance and I also have anxiety about it so I just working myself to where I think you’re going to find someone prettier than me a l-“

Enough was already said.

Jake pulls into the driveway and stops the car.

Perfect timing, right.

“You think there’s some out out there prettier than you?” Jake raises his brows and shakes his head, “Nah, nah. C’mere.”

He wiggles his fingers as he leans in to rest his elbow on the console, his hand lying on your neck before brushing your hair back, “Don’t ever think that. There is no one I would rather be with, okay? I have the most fun with you.”

He rests his forehead against yours, “You..are the absolute love of my life and once we get in here, I’m going to enjoy proving that little voice in your head wrong.”

You can’t help but smile and nod, allowing him to peck your lips one last time before he gets out and quickly moves around to open your door.

It’s not long before you’re inside and he’s kisses along your jaw as he backs you towards the couch. You look up at him as he has you sit down.

Your eyes follow him as he sits next to you, hand stroking the bare skin of your thigh as he leans in to kiss down your neck.

You let out a sigh, moving to place a hand on his chest as he sucks a purple mark into your skin.

Jake’s voice is low, “I love your skin and how soft it is under my lips.”

You slide your hand up, moving it through his hair, “I love you, Jake.” You whimper out, spreading your thighs as you feel his hand slide down between them.

“I love how you are mine. I love how eager you are for me.” He groans against your skin as he slips a finger into your panties and feels how wet he has you, “I love this fucking pussy..”

His lips trail down your neck, “..love how wet you get for me.” He glides a finger up and down your slit slowly, stopping for a second before pushing it in.

“Only you.” You moan out, turn your head to kiss him, “always you.”

Your lips move together in a sloppy, yet heated motion as he adds a second finger, “I love how much you’re mine.”

He curls his fingers upward, drawing out a whine from you and he chuckles slightly, “I always have to tell myself..” he kisses your cheek a few times, fingers still working inside of you, “That you’re mine because I just..”

He groans into your neck, pushing his clothed bulge against your thigh, “You’re fucking insane to me.” He kisses over your collar bone, “The noises you make, fuck. I zone out during videos because I’ll remember how good you looked on top of me the night before.”

“Or even right before you film.” You mumble out, gasping as you feel yourself working towards your peak pleasure.

“Mm.” Jake hums, “Such a naughty girl sometimes.” He glances down at his fingers, “Think you can take a third?”

You start nodding before he even finishes his sentence and all he can do is smirk before leaning in and pressing his lips to your neck, “I love seeing how much you can take.”

You gasp, eyes rolling back as you feel his ring finger slip in against his two others, “Fuck, Jake.” You lift your head, staring down at his fingers sliding in and out of you.

“I fucking love how your pussy squeezes my fingers.” He groans as he ruts his bulge against your thigh again, “It’s even better when my dick is in there, isn’t it?”

You moan loudly, hips rolling forward, “Y-yes. Yes. P-please.”

“Cum for me first.” He crashes his lips onto yours, fingers pushing and pulling you towards what you feel your body craving.

“Keep talking.” You breathe out, walls clenching and unclenching around his fingers as your breathing grows faster.

“Fuck.” Jake groans, “I love everything about you. I love how I’m who knows you. Knows your body..” he bites down on his lip, resting his head against yours, “inside and out.”

You tangle your fingers in his hair, moaning out loudly as your nails dig into the soft surface of the cushion below you, “S-so so close.”

“I love how your face scrunches up with pleasure when I touch you.” Jake continues, “How your moans get all high pitched when you cum.”

Instantly, those high pitched moans are let loose as your orgasm is guided through by his fingers.

Your hand wraps around his wrist and your back arches off the couch, “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yesyesyes!”

“Do you love it when I make you feel good?” Jake asks lowly as you whimper at the loss of his fingers.

You nod, looking over at him, slightly dazed from your orgasm, “Yes.”

He kisses your forehead before pulling you to lay on the couch. He moves between your legs and smirks, “I love making you feel good.”

You smirk as you watch his hands move to undo his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers to allow his cock to spring free.

He leans down, one hand above your head on the arm of the couch and his other hooked under your one knee, “I love watching the way your pussy swallows my cock.”

You gasp, looking down just as he slips his cock into you. Your eyes rolling back as you let out a loud gasp, head falling back as he thrusts in deeper.

“You are the only one I want.” Jake whispers in your ear, “You are the only one I need.”

He lets go of your leg and reaches up to turn your head towards him, “I’m yours.”

You gasp quietly as you pull him closer to you. He smirks, his thrusts slow down and he bites his lip, “Say it.. say that I’m yours.”

“You’re mine.” You whisper out and Jake nods, “Fuck yeah. Louder baby, c’mon.”

You tangle your fingers in his hair and look at him, “You’re mine.”

“Always.” He kisses your lips, thrusts picking up to a faster pace that has you squealing beneath him, “That’s it baby.” Jake pants out, “Does that feel good?”

You let out a loud moan, back arching off the couch as you nod, “Yes, yes.” You squeeze his cock with your walls and he groans, “One more time.”

“Cum in me.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill you, huh?” Jake groans lowly in your ear and you melt into him even more, “Yes.” You shine, “Please, please please.”

“Make you a mama.” Jake moans, pushing his cock deeper into you, “A sexy fucking mama. Fuck.”

You moan, coming undone around him once again, “Fuck, please, Jake.” You look up at him, whimpering as you feel his cock twitch, “yes d-daddy.”

“Oh fuck.” Jake groans as he grips your hip, moaning as his cock pumps his cum into you. He looks down at you, smirking as he leans in for a kiss, “I love how you’re just as insane as I am.”

You smirk and shrug, “We’re made for each other.”

Jake’s jaw drops slightly and he nods, “You’re damn right.” He leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips before he stands up to lead you upstairs to clean up.

“I meant everything I said.”

You look up at him, “I know.”

He tilts his head as he sits down on the bed next to you, “Do you? I want you to know that you are who I want to eventually spend the rest of my life with.” He stands up, still not dressed and you shake your head, “Jake, what are you doing?”

“I wasn’t..” Jake says, but pauses as he rummages through his dresser drawers, “Shit.” He bends down to pick up a pair of shorts he threw down and he puts them.

“Jake?” You go to get up but he stops you, “Don’t. You stay right there.”

He leaves the room and you manage to throw on a t shirt and shorts before he comes back and he instantly walks over to you and drops down to know knee, “Why not start the rest of our lives together now?”

You look from the ring between his fingers and to him, “yes.”

“Yes?”

You nod, “Yes!”

“Yes!” Jake yells standing up. He pushes the ring onto your finger and pulls you into him, “Fucking, hell yes.”

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[average-cosmopolitan]

Cyno Content bc there’s not enough Sub Cyno on this site

This is literally just my horny ramblings but I do plan to release a genuine Cyno fic soon I promise. ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW PRETTY HE IS ANF DJDBDBDBDHEBSLS—

Flirting with him in public will always end badly because this man could say the dirtiest shit with the straightest face and most dead tone imaginable. This is one battle you are not winning I’m sorry 🙏

On the flip side, dirty talking in private when you can actually feel him and and squeeze his waist and thighs while you do it and MMM I swear he would get so flustered. He would try to hide it but he can’t help the little gasps that escape his lips when you suddenly grip his thighs tight and pull them apart.

As for his.. choice in clothing, I don’t think he’s actually trying to rile you up on purpose… it’s just a nice side effect to having HIS WHOLE FUCKING CHEST EXPOSED SHDBDB. He deals with really hot weather so you can’t blame him, but that does mean you get the right to feel him up when no one’s looking.

Going on a desert expedition with him just to play with his cute lil nipples at night when you’re supposed to be asleep. Him complaining that you’ll both be tired tomorrow because of this. Squirming and complaining but not making any move to stop you.

It would take so long to break him down (kind of like Xiao) but when you finally do it’s so rewarding. Fucking him for hours nonstop until he doesn’t have the mental capacity to make his stupid jokes (because yes he will still make the stupid jokes even as you fuck him silly.)

Getting a “W-Wai—AAGH~~!” Or a “C-can’t- hnngh- I” from him would be just UGHDBRDB

Please. Please blindfold this man. For the love of all that is holy. He’s always working so hard, he needs the chance to relinquish control and let someone take care of him. He's a little nervous about it at first (combat brain, you always want to be able to see) but soon enough he’ll be such a good little pillow princess!

if you don’t though, he’d be so dutiful about whatever you ask him to do. Suck your cock? His mouth is open wide. Eat you out? Of course, he’s ready for you. Beg? On his knees, looking at you through thick lashes, pretty words spilling from his lips. Don’t cum yet? He’ll do his best… but you’re just too good at this, please don’t make him wait too long!

Once you make him a drooling and whining mess, though, have a little mercy on him. He can barely think, let alone listen to what you’re telling him.

In the morning, please pin him to the bed and don’t let him up. He WILL try to leave at the crack ass of dawn, and he WILL try to make you breakfast while his legs are still shaky and giving out.

He’ll learn to let you take care of him eventually, but it’ll take a little while. <3

honorable note: The difference between Aether and Cyno having their midsections exposed is that Cyno had a valid reason. Aether is just a whore who likes showing off his waist. Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

[alcoholfreenayeon]

Hi! Could I request a Wendy(Red Velvet) imagine where you two get into a heated argument and you end up taking off your wedding ring and throwing it at her before leaving the apartment you two share and after her initial shock she tries to go out and look for you…can you make it a happy ending please?🙏 thank you

Better Judgement

CW: Wendy x Reader, Angst, fluff

A/N: I’m so sorry! I know this is SO late😭

You were on your desk, annoyed because you had just gotten some more work assigned. Like you already weren’t doing enough. It’s not your fault that half of your coworkers are useless and can’t complete their tasks on time but somehow it’s your responsibility. You sigh and begin, already knowing it’ll keep you busy the rest of the evening and night which means you can’t spend time with your fiancée properly today as well. An hour later, you go to the kitchen to have a snack when you spot Wendy, sitting on the sofa looking upset, fidgeting with her hoodie restlessly.

“Everything ok baby?”, you ask taking a sip of your soda.

“You tell me…”, She said with a pout.

“Just work, they dumped some more on me…”, you rant.

“Why don’t you tell them it’s too much. You are only one person after all”, she suggests, feeling a bit more annoyed.

“It’s not that simple as that”, you point out.

“Of course it isn’t. Every single thing is complicated and unavoidable except me. I’m simple and can be put off for everything else.”, Wendy snaps, folding her arms and glaring at you.

You sigh, “No, it’s not like that. And you know that. It’s work”, you throw your arms up in frustration. “I can’t put it off like that but we can go on a date another day. It’s different. Why are you mad at for that. It’s not like I asked for it.”

“Because you rarely are here anymore. Always doing this or that and never taking a break. You are lost in your own world. You are here but you might as well not be with the way you have been the past month”, Wendy grumbled.

You clench your jaw, “I can’t help it if that’s the work I’ve to do. Not like you are always present either. Going off on your little trips and vacations. Concerts…Comebacks. Not every job is like being an idol. Some of us don’t work in a protected bubble.”

Wendy gets a pained look, “That’s not the case. You know I don’t think that. I’m only complaining because I generally don’t get this much free time and you are so busy in it.”

“How’s that my fault. Not like I was parading my boss to give me more work because I know you are free and have nothing to do.”, you snap at her.

“Stop being like this!”, Wendy says quietly, her voice quivering a little, “Fine then. If it’s that much effort for you to make a little bit of time with me then I won’t ask you anymore. Do what you like.”

“If I was able to do that do you think I’d be sitting here?”, you grumble.

“I don’t care anymore”, Wendy says with a shaky voice, “you just don’t care. I’m trying my best but…”, she looks at you, tears in her eyes.

You sigh, hating to see her this way, your heart aching. You want to hug and comfort her, tell her you are sorry but your pride isn’t allowing it. You felt like you were not in the wrong so then why did you have to be the one to make amends especially when you didn’t start this, “Yeah right, I don’t care…”, you say coldly, hating yourself the moment the the words leave your mouth.

She takes a shaky breath, trying her best to not cry, your words like daggers to her.

You turn back to your work, trying to leave this behind for now so you can cool off a bit before you decide what to do next to solve this argument.

“Atleast you are honest now”, she bitterly said as a single tear rolled down her cheeks.

You freeze and then slowly turn to her, clenching your jaw and gritting your teeth, your slowly take off your engagement ring and slam it at the table, “There. That’s what you want right? For me to go. I’ll do what you want then.”, you turn back and leave, walking angrily towards the door and leaving, slamming it shut.

Wendy stays still in shock, unable to register your words and actions at first and slowly breaking down as she realizes.

You storm out, walking aimlessly trying to calm yourself a little but you weren’t successful. It wasn’t fair at not. If you had your way you’d spend every waking moment with her. But unfortunately no one has that luxury and we all have to make do with what we have, trying our best. And evidently sometimes that isn’t enough.

You keep walking, sulking about till you reach a convenience store and walk in to get a snack. You buy your favorite chocolate and a soda before heading towards a nearby park. You find an empty bench and sit on it. You feel your phone buzz but you ignore it. You just wanted to be left alone right now. So you just sat and stared into the little pond, watching the birds while fighting with your thoughts and feelings. You didn’t realize how much time had passed until you noticed it was dark now. You sigh, noticing you haven’t had your chocolate yet so you take it out, tearing off the wrapper slowly. You are about to take the first bite when you suddenly think how Wendy always magically appears whenever you have chocolate. You almost smile and turn your head, expecting her to be there and just as quickly that burst of familiarity turns to dreaded pain. You take a small bite and fidget with your fingers, feeling even guiltier when you remember you had taken off your ring.

The chocolate doesn’t taste as sweet anymore and you just feel pained. You took out your phone to see a few missed calls and texts from her. Yet now your pride out of nowhere stops you from calling or texting her back even though it’s hurting not to. Frustrated by this confusion, you get up and take another quick walk, going up to a little hill nearby, it was a pretty spot but it gets pretty crowded in the day so you weren’t going there as much anymore.

As you look at the night sky, you decide you will go back home, apologize and try to make amends. Yes you weren’t completely at fault but if you had to be honest with yourself, then you were ready to take the blame for anything if it meant you and Wendy would stay together. You hated seeing her cry and instead of comforting her and explaining to her better, you snapped.

Lost in your thoughts, you feel a gentle tap on your back and turn to see an anxious looking Wendy standing nervously.

“H-hi.”, she said quietly, “I finally found you here the second time looking”.

You stay still for a moment, just looking at her and feeling guilty, the way she seemed excited yet hesitant to see you right now, the way she’s breathing harder than usual from walking uphill…god you just wanted to squeeze her so tight.

“Wendy, I’m sorry”, you suddenly apologize, hugging her tight.

She gasped softly from your embrace but then hugged you back tighter, “No I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have been so cranky and demanding. I’ve seen how hard you work everyday and I just felt annoyed at your boss for taking you away from me so much. But I ended up snapping at you. I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad at me anymore.”

“I’m not. I can’t stay mad at you. I love you too much….I’m sorry took off the ring and I’m so sorry I made you cry.”, you say quietly, holding on to her like your life depended on it.

She looks at you, smiling a little, “thank you sweetheart, my heart feels lighter now. Let’s go home, I feel like it’ll get cold really soon…”

You smile and kiss her quickly, “Yes let us, I still have so much work left”, you tease with a poke.

Wendy sighs with a smile, “I swear, I’m gonna hit you with a pan.”

You chuckle, “You didn’t let me finish, I meant to say I have work left for tomorrow. Tonight is just for us to cuddle and watch a movie.”

“I’d like that so much…”, Wendy says happily, linking her arm with yours as you both walk back home, all of your troubles gone and just eagerness awaiting as you can’t wait to spend some real time with her.

[tennessoui]

I'm begging on my hands and knees for more Twilight au, and those are words I never thought I'd say! Anakin being able to resist compulsion, and Obi-Wan seeming instantly obsessed, and poor Shmi! Pretty please 🥺🙏

hey!! sure! here's some more!

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Having a sheriff for a mom sucked a lot when he was a kid growing up in a small town. There was probably nothing Anakin was rebelling against more at eleven, at thirteen, at seventeen than the rule of law his mother represented. 

All things considered, she was pretty good at separating her home life from her worklife. It was Anakin who was bad at respecting the separation, Anakin who couldn’t keep son out of delinquent.  There’s only so many times he could be pulled out of wreckage and bars and buildings with Keep Out No Trespassing signs on them before he got The Sheriff at home and out in public.

He’d hated it growing up and had come to grudgingly respect it later and in fits and starts. His dad dying had, terribly and ironically, helped a lot. His mother had had a stroke just before and then Anakin had been faced with the possibility of being an orphan, and the terror of that had mellowed him out.

Sorta.

He still hates a lot of things about his mother’s job. Especially the fact that she’s the sheriff of a very small town.

And when people talk, she listens.

The thing about small towns is that everyone’s always fucking talking. And other people are always fucking lsitening so they can talk later. One big fucking community, which means when Anakin comes home from his weird doctor’s appointment with Dr. Kenobi, a few hours later because he took a detour biking along the edge of the seaside cliffs just to spit in the good doctor’s metaphorical face, Shmi Skywalker already knows more than Anakin ever planned to tell her.

Like, for instance, “Sheila says that Dr. Kenobi thought it would behoove you to spend some time at the local library volunteering.”

Anakin pauses, backpack half-slung off his shoulders. He hangs his stuff up slowly, careful to keep his tone very light. “Did Sheila say what I told him after he said that?” 

His mom’s silence is very loud.

“I don’t want to do i—”

“I asked the new librarian about it on my way home from the station. She thinks it’s a wonderful idea. Apparently we used to have a program like that in the forties but it died out during the war.”

“Mom, come on—”

“It’ll look good on resumes, saying you created and supported a local reading program.”

“Yeah, but I’m a bit too old to be applying for babysitting positio—”

“It’ll look good for me as well,” Shmi says in her sheriff voice. “Elections are coming up soon. It’ll be good, if my kid was involved in the community.”

Anakin’s glad that his back is still turned to the living room, where his mom is sitting. “Are you gonna run again?” he asks, paying special attention to his tone this time.

“Why wouldn’t I?” his mom replies. “I’ve been sheriff for a decade and a half.”

Anakin lets his eyes fall closed for a second, knowing that his face can’t be seen. This is how they end up half the time: Shmi’s ardent belief that she is invincible, going up against Anakin’s desperate desire for her to be so.

And they just don’t talk about it. As if they’re actually in agreement.

He knows how this is going to shake out.

“Do you have any plans tomorrow?” His mother asks.

Anakin’s eyes remain closed. “I guess so,” he says.

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Mrs. Kenobi—call me Satine—is sort of scary up close. She’s tall. She glides between bookshelves. Anakin’s never met someone who glides before. And she’s so intensely, incredibly, blindingly perfect that Anakin would rather be anywhere but in her vicinity. There’s something incredibly unnerving about the symmetry of her face, the sharpness of her cheekbones. She’s obviously an absolute knock-out, just drop-dead gorgeous, but it makes Anakin’s skin crawl and his heart beat fast, but not in a good way or a normal teenage boy way.

Anakin tries to keep the unease off his face as Satine leads him through a tour of the library, a gentle hand on his forearm. That’s another thing Anakin doesn’t really like. She’s wearing satin gloves. He doesn’t know anyone who wears gloves anymore.

It’s just all a bit…unsettling.

“I put in a few words around the school yesterday afternoon,” Satine tells him. They pass by the mystery section, the fantasy section, and take a hard right into the young adult section. The shelves are smaller here, and Anakin feels rather stupidly gigantic as he and Satine walk through them. “To some parents picking their children up after school. They agreed it would be good exposure to bring them to the library for an hour or so of reading before supper.”

Anakin highly doubts it will be, but Satine hasn’t really asked him.

She sweeps past his figure and pushes open a pair of double doors with a flourish better suited for a Russian tsarina hosting an elaborate ball than a small town librarian showing off a small, cramped, and dusty room filled with padded seats and threadbare rugs.

And then, as if she has been waiting to put the last nail in the proverbial coffin, Satine adds, “A few students from the local high school will be here as well.”

“Sorry,” Anakin says, “are you saying I’m going to be reading to high school students? Can’t they do that themselves?”

After all, Anakin went to high school here. Academics hadn’t been too rigorously challenging, but they’d taught the fucking basics.

Satine raises one perfectly plucked eyebrow in his direction. “They’ll be volunteering as well.”

Oh. Right.

“It looks good on their college applications,” Satine waves a hand through the air and the words linger there. Anakin looks out the rather dirty window, jaw clenching. “I’ve already chosen a handful of books I think the young ones will enjoy.”

Anakin, committed to his fate, pads over to the titles placed carefully ontop of a short, stout side table. 

“Peter the Rabbit,” he reads off the top. “Peter Pan. Alice in Wonderland. Treasure Island. The Prince and the Pauper—look, you’re the librarian here, but don’t you have anything written this century maybe? Harry Potter, even.”

“These are classics,” Satine tells him, her nose raised into the air as if she has encountered something particularly foul-smelling. She turns away, presumably to return to the front desk so she can welcome half the fucking town inside the library so Anakin can read them fucking Anne of Green Gables and become a better person.

“These are fucking boring,” he mutters to himself, flicking the cover of the first book, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz open. Publication date: 1900. “I’d rather be in Kenobi’s office getting lectured at.”

There’s a sharp noise of disapproval from the doorway, and Anakin’s head snaps up to see the tail end of a very heated look from the librarian before the door closes behind her.

He shivers, alone in the emply room, and it takes several long minutes for his heart to settle back into its normal pace. 

—----------

After the fourth kid sneezes, Anakin closes his book with a snap and stands from the very small chair they’ve got him sitting on. “Come on,” he tells the cluster of children he’s been assigned to. “We’re getting out of here.”

“Are you kidnapping us?” One of them, a snot-nosed kid who’d started the sneezing says, rubbing at her cheek beneath her glasses. “Cause mommy says that’s not allowed.”

“I’m not kidnapping you,” Anakin snaps back, barely holding in his natural follow-up to the sentence which is of course, I don’t want to be around any of you in the first place. “Also, just for future reference, you shouldn’t ask if someone’s kidnapping you after you already start following them.”

The girl scowls and reaches up her hand to hold onto Anakin’s. 

For the love of Christ.

“We’re just going to go into the main part of the library,” Anakin tells his children, all six of them. “They have windows out there.”

They have windows out there and they also have parents. Parents who absolutely should be doing other things with their lives and precious hour of extra freetime.

Parents who are clustered instead around the library’s front desk as the town’s newest librarian holds court.

“Is reading time over?” one of the kids asks him, turning his head to look up at Anakin.

Anakin thinks about it. “Do you want reading time to be over?”

The kid thinks about it back. “Yeah,” he decides. “You don’t do the voices good.”

“It’s a boring book,” Anakin tells the kid. “Voices aren’t going to make it better.”

“Voices always make it better,” another kid says. “They make everything better.”

“Oh look,” Anakin says. “Is that your father?”

He gestures vaguely towards the cluster of drooling middle-aged somethings focused on Satine.

The kid peeks around his thigh and then shakes his head. “No,” he says. “That’s Dr. Obi.”

“Dr. Obi!” The kid holding Anakin’s hand says, and she lets go.

Anakin gets a bad feeling about this, a feeling that only doubles when he turns around to see Dr. Kenobi sauntering towards him, hands tucked into the pockets of a long dark jacket that makes him look even more pale than he already is.

He scowls automatically as the man gets closer. “Dr. Obi.”

Dr. Kenobi spares him a look that’s far too amused for Anakin’s pleasure before he crouches down to the level of the kids. “Hello there, young ones,” he says, opening his arms to accept a hug from the traitor of a girl Anakin’s just spent thirty minutes reading to. “Are you eating all your vegetables? Even the brussel sprouts?”

“I like brussel sprouts,” one of the kids reports sounding proud, and that starts a cacophony of opinions about brussel sprouts from all around Anakin.

“Wow! One of mine just absolutely hates them,” Dr. Kenobi says. “She refuses to eat them, so you’re very brave, Michele.” He lets go of the girl and turns his golden-brown gaze up to Anakin. “And what does Mr. Skywalker think?” he asks, raising a hand for Anakin to take. It’s very obvious he’s asking for a hand up and Anakin is obeying before he thinks about it. He snatches his hand free almost too soon, but Dr. Kenobi doesn’t even have the grace to lose his balance and fall over. 

His hand is like ice in Anakin’s, and Anakin stuffs his fingers into the pocket of his jacket automatically a second later.

“Do brussel sprouts help with circulation?” he’s biting out before he can stop himself. “Cause you may need some then.”

Kenobi’s head tilts very slightly to the side as his eyes catch and hold onto Anakin’s. “Oh?” he asks lightly. 

“You’re cold,” is all Anakin mutters in return. He swipes his other hand against the back of his neck. “”S poor circlutation, isn’t it? Something in your diet maybe?” Dr. Kenobi blinks at him and then breaks into a wide smile. “I can assure my diet is very…circulation-mindful,” he says. “Blood health positive.”

Anakin’s mouth thins into a line. He guesses that’s what he gets for trying to give health advice to a doctor, especially a doctor like Kenobi who just so happens to be devastatingly attractive and also smart.

And also an asshole. And also married.

Speaking of which. “Are you here to fend off your wife’s admirers with a scalpel?” Kenobi’s eyebrows raise. “Young ones,” he turns his head away from Anakin, down to the children.

The strangest feeling breaks of Anakin the second Kenobi looks away, almost as if a strange pressure he hadn’t even realized had been building was suddenly dissolved.

The very small beginnings of a headache begin to thrum in his temples.

“Young ones, it’s time to find your parents, isn’t it?” Kenobi says, and like fucking magic, the crowd of six children around Anakin disperse, children swarming away from him towards the group of adults surrounding the front desk.

“Can you teach me how to do that?” Anakin blurts out, even though he’d meant to ignore Kenobi now that he doesn’t have to make nice in front of small kids. Not that he was really making nice in the first place. But now he definitely doesn’t have to.

Kenobi gives him a half-smile, eyes heavy-lidded. “It’s a special sort of skill that takes, above all else, much practice.”

Anakin scowls. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Does Kenobi think he can’t commit himself to something even as mundane as a fucking commanding persona? Does he think he doesn’t have it in him to be–-

Kenobi’s eyebrows go up again. “Has anyone ever told you that you are exceedingly defensive?” 

“You’re extremely nosey,” Anakin snaps back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Don’t you have better things to focus on right now anyway?”

He gestures loosely towards Satine, who has started playing with one of the mother’s bracelets as the other woman stands and looks at her rather dumbfounded.

Kenobi follows his gaze and then lets out a huff of laughter. “Satine can take care of herself,” he says, even though it hadn’t really been Satine that Anakin was worried about.

He’s about to open his mouth to say so when Kenobi turns back to him. His eyes are piercing, a dark, captivating sort of gold. 

“Do you find my wife beautiful, Anakin?” he asks.

Anakin blinks. His headache is getting worse, which is probably down to what can only be a trick-question fashioned to look like a grenade lobbed at his feet. “I don’t think there’s a good answer to that,” he mutters, rubbing absently at his forehead. “What the fuck.”

“An honest answer is a good one,” Kenobi says lightly. “Tell me honestly.”

The words feel pulled from Anakin’s stomach, and he’s opening his mouth before he realizes it. “No,” he says. 

Kenobi’s eyebrows crinkle together. “No?”

Anakin curses his stupid impulse control. “She’s beautiful,” he adds quickly. “Really. But…it makes me uncomfortable.”

Kenobi’s lips purse, and then there’s something like disappointment in his eyes as he examines Anakin. “Ah yes,” he murmurs. “I’ve been told my wife can make countless young men feel rather uncomfortable. It’s normal in men your age, Anakin. Sexual ar—”

“Uncanny,” Anakin blurts out. He doesn’t mean to, but he also doesn’t want to listen to  Kenobi trying to lecture him on fucking arousal in the public library. When it’s not even relevant. “She’s so beautiful, it’s uncanny.”

“Uncanny.”

“Yeah, like. Monstrous.”

Kenobi’s mouth falls open, pink lips parted in what looks like honest surprise.

Anakin’s own eyes widen as it hits him that he’s just called Kenobi’s wife a monster to Kenobi’s face.

“Shit,” he says. “Sorry. I didn’t mean that. I’m going to go.” 

He throws a look at Kenobi, whose eyes are lit with something a lot like interest and then across the library to where Satine’s head is turned, cocked, and eyebrows up high on her forehead, as if she’s just heard everything he’s said.

He decides rather immediately that he’s going to take the backdoor exit.

[luv4kokafox]

Wow how do u get the motivation to study like this?

I actually get this question a lot, so I’ve tried to put some tips together that help me to stay concentrated for as much time as possible! 🙏

Here's how I do 3-5+ hours of revision each day on top of school*:

1. Set achievable goals

Everyone falls into the trap of thinking they can do more than they think, but ultimately it just makes you feel bad :( There’s nothing worse than feeling unfulfilled at the end of the day because you haven’t “completed your work.”

They best thing you can do is write out your tasks that need to be completed, ordering them in terms of priority and then get cracking! It’s important to note that forcing yourself to do work will never help, it’ll just make the work looked rushed and won’t be your best, do what you can and don’t feel disheartened if you leave something uncompleted for now!! (finish it eventually, ofc ☺️)

2. Don’t put work over your other needs!

I’ve heard some people say that they’ve put off snacking/drinking and hanging out with friends just so that they can study. I can almost 100% guarantee this will just make you more upset!! If you want to go out, go out. If you want to snack, go get a snack! Don’t ever put off your needs for some short term work when we both know you’d be a lot happier talking to your friends 🩷

I know that out there, there are some people who will tell you they forget to eat or drink when they work. Please do not let this influence you. Everyone works differently, and their way is not healthy.

3. Time management

Setting up a revision timetable, with time blocks or not, can really help you to set out an idea of work you’d like to complete! Make it colour coordinated!! Stick it up in your room, or throw it on your home/lockscreen for a reminder!

Everyone works a little differently, for example, I do have a timetable, but I don’t use it in extensive detail. If something else has higher importance, I’ll finish that. If I know that working on a subject really won’t “help” at the time (I’ll go over this later 😋) then I’ll ignore it. It's helpful to have the idea, but don’t restrict yourself to just what you've written on the timetable!

4. Apps!!

I've also found it helps to have a non-academic goal to work towards! I use an app called “Flora” to set time goals and write to-do lists that helps me to get through the nights. For each task I have, the app plants a virtual tree or plant in your garden! You can customise the garden, the title of your tasks and each plant that you grow. The best thing about this app is that it restricts apps on your phone (you can choose which ones!). It acts as a massive deterrent to spending time on your phone and helps you to focus on your work! You can also work with friends and grow trees together, completely free :)

There are many apps like this, Flora is just the one that I use. Take some time to find one just for you!! (flora is the best tho <3)

5. Choosing the right focus

So you have some homework due in a couple of days, an essay next week and a project due in in a month. You're really not feeling good about the homework and the essay just really isn't up your street right now, but that project? You wanna do that! And thats fine!! It's never good to miss deadlines and procrastinate, but if you feel like doing that work now will just lead to it being rushed and feeling incomplete, leave it until later on! Forcing yourself to do a task might make you relieved when you're finished, but it's no way to cheer yourself up.

By all means, don't miss deadlines because of this! You should always try to complete assignments right as they're set rather than leaving them until last minute. Getting compulsory work done leaves more time for you to be yourself, work on your own ideas and have that extra edge above anyone else!

*3-5+ hours on top of schoolwork is a big commitment. I understand this, and everyone is different. Please do not think that this is how much you should be doing, or how much is what makes a "good student." Do what feels right for YOU.

That's all from me, if anyone has any other questions on how I revise or how to revise, ask away! <3

Have a good day everyone!

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hi! Can I request a milo thatch x reader who drown themselves in their work but the one time they work with milo, they find some way rope milo into their work? Even if it’s something the reader can easily do by themselves but prefer to do it with milo? Could you sprinkle in some flustered milo by any chance 🙏. Hope you have a good day/night 💞!

ps: love your Alastor fics!!

A/N: Thank you so much I truly appreciate it!! Just an announcement real quick, I’m doing a 500 follower event which is posted & linked to my navigation if anyone is interested!! Anyway, happy reading!!

Warnings: none!

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!

Y/N had been at it for hours, their focus razor-sharp as they meticulously combed through every text, every symbol. They were no stranger to long nights, often losing themselves in their work to the point where everything else faded into the background. The weight of responsibility, the drive to uncover every hidden truth, kept them tethered to the library desk, even as the sun began to set.

Milo had noticed it, of course. How could he not? He admired Y/N’s dedication, but he couldn’t help but worry as he watched them skip meals, their posture growing more rigid, and their eyes tired from hours of staring at ancient texts. As they worked together, he saw the signs of exhaustion creeping in—the way Y/N’s shoulders slumped slightly, the way they blinked more often, trying to stay focused.

He tried to ignore it at first, not wanting to interrupt. But as the minutes turned into hours, Milo’s concern grew. Finally, he couldn’t stay silent any longer. “Y/N,” he said gently, his voice cutting through the silence of the library. “Maybe we should take a break. You’ve been working for so long… I’m worried you’re going to burn out.”

Y/N shook their head, not even looking up from the text in front of them. “I’m fine, Milo. I just need to finish this section, then I’ll take a break. I promise.”

Milo frowned, not convinced. He reached out and gently placed a hand on Y/N’s arm, causing them to pause and finally look at him. “You said that an hour ago,” he pointed out softly. His touch was warm, grounding, and Y/N felt a pang of guilt at the concern in his eyes.

“I know this is important,” Milo continued, his thumb absentmindedly rubbing small circles on Y/N’s arm, “but you’re important too. And I can’t help but worry when I see you pushing yourself so hard. Please, just take a short break. We can go outside, get some fresh air, maybe grab something to eat?”

Y/N hesitated, torn between the need to continue and the growing realization that Milo was right. Their mind was starting to blur around the edges, and their body felt heavier than it had earlier. They looked into Milo’s eyes, seeing the genuine worry there, and something in them softened.

“Alright,” Y/N finally agreed, their voice quieter now. “A break sounds good.”

Milo’s relief was palpable, and his face lit up with a small, grateful smile. “Great! I promise it’ll be quick, and we can come right back after.”

As they stood up, Y/N felt the full weight of their exhaustion hit them. Their legs were stiff, and a dull ache spread across their shoulders. Milo noticed and immediately moved closer, his hand hovering near Y/N’s back as if ready to catch them if they stumbled. “Here, lean on me if you need to,” he offered, his voice filled with concern.

Y/N gave him a tired but appreciative smile. “I’m okay, just… a bit more tired than I realized.”

Milo nodded, understanding. “That’s why it’s important to take breaks,” he said gently, guiding them out of the library. “Even the best researchers need to rest sometimes.”

As they stepped outside, the cool evening air brushed against their skin, refreshing and invigorating. Y/N breathed in deeply, feeling a little bit of the tension in their body start to release. Milo stayed close, his presence comforting and steadying.

For a few moments, they walked in silence, simply enjoying the break. Y/N felt the weight of their exhaustion begin to lift, replaced by a quiet sense of peace. They glanced at Milo, who was looking at them with that same gentle concern.

“Thank you,” Y/N said softly, feeling a warmth spread through their chest—not just from the break, but from the way Milo had cared enough to pull them away from their work. “I needed this more than I realized.”

Milo smiled, his eyes soft as he looked back at Y/N. “Anytime. I’m here to help, remember? Even if that means reminding you to take care of yourself.”

Y/N nodded, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for Milo. As they headed back inside, they felt more refreshed, more ready to continue. And with Milo by their side, they knew they wouldn’t be facing the challenges alone.

[kalpasio]

HIII!! THANK YOU for feeding the place kalpas has in my heart you’re honestly a keeper to everyone in the kalpas community!🧡 this came to me literally only 2 hours before halloween (for me) but late or not I cannot fight the urge to send this

hear me out here please just hear me out🙏 Kalpas halloween fic!! or just a halloween fic/hcs with all the flame chasers like their costumes some type of scenario and literally anything you could think of that reminds you of halloween and the flame chasers because who doesn’t like Halloween? Like said it’s a little bit too late but I had to share my idea with someone and if you can’t write about it that’s completely understandable as well!

Again thank you SO SO much for feeding the kalpas community because I used to never see ANYTHING about him. Looking forward to all the future fics you write!! AND HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE 🧡🖤

It's Monday and Halloween!!!! You know what that means! Lots and lots of words below the cut, and none of them the words I promised last week! I saw this ask last night and started crying because you are so nice immediately was in love with the idea! So without further ado, I present, HALLOWEEN! 🧡🖤🧡🖤

Just kidding, you have to scroll past more nonsense before you can get to the good stuff

That first part of the ask my brain went "WOW!" and then immediately to that Doofenshmirtz meme where he goes “by default!! My Favorite way to win!!!” I know I’m not the only writer or person making content in the community, and I’m honestly super super happy you guys like my works and I’m delighted to be part of the Kalpas community!

Halloween is like. My absolute favorite. Very sad I never decorate for it, but it holds a special place in my heart. So I was thrilled to get this request, especially because I’m back on my “the story got out of hand” bullshit and don’t have this week’s fic done If I ever get 2 out in a row it’ll be a miracle I am sorry.

So this started as like HCs and I was gonna do all the Flame Chasers during Halloween, but I, once again, losT CONTROL OF MY WRITING. I just wanted to do a few bullet points for Kalpas, and now I have THIRTY THREE. AND I AM NOT DONE.

So 👏 because I am horrible at posting on time I made the schedule and I still never follow it, and can’t stop myself from going overboard with the Kalpas writing, you’re getting basically a whole story, but it’s in like a list format because I will turn this into another 20k word fic if given the opportunity. Actually, it probably will turn into a full story eventually how many times have I said that? but for now! I present! Way Too Many Thoughts On Halloween Kalpas! (insert Kermit arms here)

Ok, Griseo is obviously not the only kid on base, but because of her and her parents, trick-or-treating on base is a whole thing.

Even Kevin will hand out candy

(Actually Dr. Mei hands it out, he just stands there menacingly, but at least he tries)

Kalpas scares most of the kids, so he’s one of those people to leave the basket outside the door.

He doesn’t just leave it tho

Man sits there watching the security feed for his door like it’s fucking TV

One kid grabs too much and he slams the door open and goes “HEY”

Kid books it

You’re across the hall handing out candy and can’t help but laugh

He looks straight at you

Kid you’re giving candy to runs away as well

Cue awkward laugh and door slam

End of the night he’s pounding on your door

Because this man doesn’t know how to knock normally or use a doorbell, you can’t convince me otherwise

You value your life, so you don’t answer the door because it’s Kalpas

He finds you later anyway

“Your pumpkin”

“My jack-o’lantern?

“Sure”

“What about it?”

“Do one for me.”

“It’s past Halloween?”

“Next year.”

“Okay????”

(sad part I am sorry)

After Griseo’s parents die, everyone wants to do something to cheer her up

Elysia and Eden suggest summerween, and like who’s gonna argue with them

Kalpas comes back to you about the jack-o’lantern

He wants you to do one with his mask on it

But he won’t give you his mask

Or let you take a picture or anything

So now he’s just sitting in your kitchen while you carve out this design

He actually makes decent company

Little awkward when you offer him a drink and he just stares at you

You guys talk and yes he is very murder-y, but he also is kinda funny and you both get along surprisingly well

The pumpkin turns out really well

Even though it’s Kalpas’ mask, and he’s scary, everyone (kids included) think it’s super cool

Since the kids really like you, he stays at your place and you both answer the door

You kinda cancel each other out, so the kids aren’t as scared of him, but they’re also bouncing off the walls to go to your door

You have the GOOD candy. You know, like king sized bars and plenty of variety. You’re invested

It’s nice to have company, and even if he doesn’t show it at the door, Kalpas is excited to see the kids excited

You leave a random Halloween movie on in the background to watch when you’re not answering the door

Eventually, the kids start coming less frequently

You two just end up watching a whole movie together

Ok, now imagine it’s Halloween again, and you guys are dating this time around.

ONE HUNDRED MILLION PERCENT you have the best door.

this man literally has a jack-o'-lantern mask when he goes into his second phase, you know he loves Halloween

We’re talkin

Spider webs

Multiple jack-o’-lanterns

Purple, green and orange lights around the frame

A skeleton by the door

Because your room and his are across the hall from each other, you make like spooky tree archway

MORE spider webs

Bubbling cauldron in front of Kalpas’ door

(to let people know not to go there)

Fog machine under his door

Warning signs written in fake blood

You name it, it’s there

Elysia is very jealous, she’s won the past 3 door decorating contests but you win by a mile

she says it's cheating because you had two doors, but she uses Eden's door too

Even before Halloween, you guys are just enjoying fall

You make pumpkin pie together

He makes it actually

You just sit nearby and try to steal little bits

It doesn’t work, but you can usually convince him to give you a kiss instead, since you’ve obviously been robbed

You drink apple cider and almost make yourself sick on candy corn

He stops you, but you have a secret stash

You make apple pie together

He makes the crust, but you cut all the apples so you’re helping! Even if you do sneak one or two slices

There is a whole list of movies you have to get through before Halloween night

They range from cheesy horror

like classics that have just been overplayed to the point of being bad

To actually scary movies

He’s wearing a mask so you don’t know if he’s scared, but you sure as hell are

he lets you move his arm around however you need to feel safe

Won’t turn the movie off tho

“You made the list”

“I didn’t think it was this bad!”

“I want to know how it ends”

and like, you're not gonna leave your safe spot next to him, so you're just stuck there

To movies meant more for kids

Halloweentown, Nightmare Before Christmas you can watch that twice a year, Over the Garden Wall, that sorta thing

Kalpas complains that they’re for kids, but he sits through the whole thing every time

Kalpas refuses to do matching costumes

He doesn’t wear any sort of costume, which you think is mega lame

He is pretty scary on his own though, so you let it slide

Overall, Halloween is the best time of the year

Because of all the ways you get to celebrate

But also, it’s the beginning of colder weather and you can sit next to Kalpas without boiling

It’s also the time of year he’s most likely to take his mask off for you

You’re so happy to decorate, and he’s legally obligated to kiss you when you smile like that

(unrelated HC, if he wants to kiss you but there’s people around, he’ll just stare at you until they leave because he’s being creepy, or you get the hint and go somewhere private. Won’t let people see his face, but is not at all shy at letting them know how much he cares for you)

 

that's it

that's all I got

I do want to do HCs for all the Flame chasers celebrating Halloween at some point, so maybe if I'm feelin spicy and I finish this gosh darn story I was supposed to do like 5 weeks ago I'll do another Halloween post. In the mean time, I hope this will tide you over to next week when I post a story that's so long no one wants to read it!

Happy Halloween!!

[codes]

Hi Matthew!! I hope you had a good day, if not, I wish you have a good week!! 🌿

Random and cliche question (only if you don't mind answering!). As someone who achieved great results in academics and finished uni, do you have any advice or messages you can give to someone who started uni this year? (and, ngl, is failing a bit)?

I hope the question doesn't bother you, you don't have to answer it!

Closing sentence: May all the Senas and Leos there is comes home to you early 🙏

hi anon, I hope you manage to see this! I’ll put it under the cut

I think you’re giving me far too much credit on academics! I mostly just quietly did my work then fucked off every weekend but I rlly wanted to start this off by saying that it’s okay to fail. It’s stressful for sure, it can really lower your morale, but a fail doesn’t and will never define you. It’s not the end of the world, you won’t suddenly collapse and die (even if it feels like it in the moment), and you can always try again. I actually had some professors say that they failed some classes when they started, my own therapist said that she failed a damn intro to psychology class too. It happens to people you admire, it doesn’t mean that they stopped trying tho or that it defined the rest of their career or life after college.

Your life doesn’t begin and end with college either, it sure as hell seems like it but I remember seeing a talk by rlly successful women who were asked if their grades mattered outside of college and all of them said no. you should always try to do your best! But it’s also okay to acknowledge that trying to seek perfection will do more harm than good.

Aiming for improvement is always the best thing to do in anything tho and you already made the hardest step by reaching out, even if it was through an anon ask. The first thing I’d probably do is see if your professors or TAs have office hours so they can go over your work with you if you’re having problems with a concept, walk-ins are usually fine but sometimes professors are busy so see if you can arrange an appointment if that happens.

if you have a question during class, ASK IT. Don’t be nervous, don’t let yourself be scared of something that will last a minute. Professors have seen and taught a lot more classes and answered countless questions, they’re there to help you and there’s absolutely no harm in asking what you may think is obvious. It also helps them remember you and it’s rlly nice to have that connection.

And please be social. Please look to your left and right, see who’s sitting there, and ask them what they thought of the homework. Forming a study group is hard if you don’t know anyone but finding a friend in a classroom is soooooo beneficial, being able to ask someone for help on something you’re not sure on saved my life more than once. Most people are a lil shy or quiet but I found it easier to start a convo after saying hello or asking a question about the class.

I always felt that the first tests of the semester are always the hardest bc you never know information that the professor is looking for but once you get a handle of what they want, it becomes much easier because then you know how and what material to study. I never really had a study method so I can’t give tips on that, but don’t color code your notes too much if it’ll distract you from what’s actually being written. No one listens to this advice but also try not to cram a day before an exam, starting your study guide even just 3 days beforehand will save your life when you’re stressed out and trying not to panic.

Some anxiety is good! It motivates us to start studying and get a good grade, but even if it’s easier to say than to put into practice, try not to let it consume you.

Also join a club and unwind a bit, you can meet new people. I found that my internship was a good way to take my mind off classes too, please look for some during holidays breaks! They’re very helpful and look good on resumes but it’s mostly a thing for the future. let yourself be more confident in your classes before worrying about that.

Good luck, anon! I hope what I have to say is beneficial, if you have any specific questions please let me know but there’s lots of resources available for you! Tutoring, office hours, other students, etc.

You never have to rely on just yourself, remember making mistakes is a part of learning. Please take it easy and let me know how it goes!

They wish the best for you too:

[greg-montgomery]

hi fay!! i just wanted to tell you i love any other world so much, and that up until almost a month ago, i had never read a fic that was so deeply relatable within a sense.

reading a fic and finally understanding the feelings of the characters has been so idk depressing? like i never considered that fiction could become reality in a way, but it did. i feel like the story captures the way i feel. a lot. and initially i could never understand how in certain fics, the reader can be done so dirty but still take aaron back, but now i understand. because at some point love becomes so unconditional that you lose yourself in it

but your fic resonates with me SO MUCH you literally don’t understand. BECAUSE THE SAME THING HAPPENED TO ME (kind of)

now i’m about to dump some heartbreak on you so you can just completely disregard this 🫢

i loved this guy with my whole heart, i’d known him for so so long that i couldn’t imagine my life without him, we grew up together. nothing ever happened between us, but i wish so badly that it would. he ended up leaving, well not leaving, but he just said things couldn’t be the same again between us, because he’s interested in this girl that he barely knows. and it ACHES because everything i did was with him, we spent hours upon hours of nights together. i can’t even do the things i love because i loved them because of him. everything i do reminds me of him. and now he’s probably doing everything that we did with her.

it hurts even more because i could never hate him for what he did, and if he ever came back, i’d let him hurt me all over again, just so i could relive the time we spent together. but, still, he cares. he says he’s here for me. he asked me the other day why i was so sad, why i felt the way i did. and that hurt me so much more, because if he didn’t care, it’d be easier to hate him. i wanted to tell him it was all his fault but i was too afraid of losing him completely. he’s so close but so far from me, and i resent that so much.

but yeah moral of the story is, never depend on a guy, he will ruin you completely 🙏

hi!!!

i don’t even know what to say bc this means so much to me??? the fact that something i wrote touched another person so much is so crazy to me??? and it means the world!!

i’m so sorry you’re going through this, it sounds so painful. did i manifest this for all of us?? bc i’m sadly going through something similar (?).

i know it hurts so bad when you lose someone you used to spend so much time with. when they used to be part of every little thing you did and now everything reminds you of them :( and i’m so sorry you’re experiencing it. the fact that he cares for you can be painful but at least you know that everything you’ve experienced with him was real 🥹 and you can hold that into your heart <3

i hope things work out. and if they don’t then that means there’s someone else for you that’s not him. and it might sound like something you don’t want right now but once you meet the one that’s actually meant for you it’ll all make sense. if you loved the wrong one so much imagine how much you’re going to love the right one 🩷

again thank you for sharing this with me! and also!! i have not abandoned that fic, i promise!!

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

Uncle Wayne’s been worried about you too, he sees you banging your head on the desk when you don’t understand something. You’re not stupid, okay? Believe me, I know how it feels to just not understand.

I miss you when you push me away because you promise yourself later, but later never comes, does it? I wish I could be here with you always, but I know I can’t. I miss you when you’re at work, and when I’m at school.

Taylor is great, isn’t she? Always taking great care of everyone no matter who they are. She’s worried about you, and I am too. You’re doing amazing, or so she tells me, keeping up with your meals and catching up on studying and sleeping enough. You’re doing so well, you’re such a good girl, aren’t you? I’m so proud of you, sweet thing.

—Eddie🖤

Uncle Wayne has been worried, too? Oh, no, I need to watch myself around him. The last thing I would ever want to do would be to worry him. He has enough to worry about as it is.😫💔 I only ever want to be the best me I can be for him, and I stole his flannel again so I could wear it with my Hellfire shirt but under my Ozzy jumper…three layers of emotional and physical comfort🥺💖 thank you, Eddie. My study often makes me feel stupid, I find it hard to grasp a lot of the basic concepts and it makes me wonder how I’ll be able to understand the more complicated ones in later years. But I’m only in my third year of six and more training has to be done after, before I get to say I’ve achieved my dream, so there’s time.

You’re so, so intelligent, Eddie. Creative and I don’t know how you manage to work out percentages on the fly in your head like you do when you’re dealing or DMing, you’re incredible!😍 You work so hard and I know you want to graduate, I know you do, and I believe in you. I’ll help you in any way I can!🫂💗

That’s true. Later never comes. I just get more and more tense and annoyed because there’s never enough time with you so I don’t even bother coming over to say hi because as soon as I do, I’ll wanna just stay with you but there’s always work to do. So in the end I keep to myself and make myself miserable.💔 I need to stop denying myself time with you. It’d make everything else easier to handle. I wish you could be with me always. The daydreams are, at least. It’ll do until we can find more time for us.🫂

Taylor is wonderful, I adore her so much. And you’re wonderful, too.❤️ I’m sorry to worry the both of you, I truly don’t mean to. I trust Taylor with the full extent of how I unhealthily cope with and express things and when I get too self aware, something which has always been a problem, she’s there to untangle thoughts when I get myself in a knot. She’s amazing and I hope she knows how much I love and appreciate her.🥺🫂🙏💖 The sleeping issue is something I’m still working on, it’s inconsistent and I go from 3 to maybe 12 hours a night, it’s all over the place. But at least I’m sleeping. Are you taking care of yourself, Eddie?💖You better be, or I might have to swing by a bit more often to come see if you’re treating my angel properly.

“Good girl”, “sweet thing”, hhhh🥺🥺🥺🥺 it’s not nice to murder people, Eddie.🥺😂

I’m proud of YOU! Thank you thank you.🫂 Spending time with you has made me feel better.❤️

[fictionzsurveys]

This past year…

who were your favorite singers, musicians, or bands?

Mitski for sure. I had her music on loop much of the first half of the year, especially her latest album. I don't think I glommed onto anything else this year.

what were some of your favorite foods?

Did you know ice cream is good? Because I'd forgotten that for decades and got back into it this year. Phish Food from Ben & Jerry's wins the gold.

what was your favorite dessert?

I suppose it was tuxedo cake, though I think that carries over from 2021. In any case, it's hard to top a cake that's just layers of vanilla and chocolate mousse.

what was the best thing that happened to you?

It’s frustrating because I feel weird about money but I got a promotion and big raise this year. It’s good of course, but I don’t like feeling joyful about it. Probably something for me to work out there.

what was the worst thing that happened to you?

I got covid. It was no worse than a cold, but it still felt strange to finally get it. All in all I guess I didn’t have a bad year.

how have you grown as a person?

Maybe in that I’m tackling big things like trying to figure out future retirement stuff and talk to my family about the future. I avoided it for years. We’re a laconic household.

what have you learned?

That I can still take on big plans like becoming a programmer. That’s my single biggest undertaking. It’ll take years but I kicked it off in 2022.

how old did you turn?

40.

what did you do for your birthday?

I had covid and wrenched my ankle so I just stayed in and read books.

what did you accomplish?

Maintained my diet regimen from 2021, visited Mexico despite my paranoia, started programming studies, got that promotion.

where did you live?

Same apartment. This was my fifth year here and I’d previously never stayed in one place for more than a year and a half.

who was your best friend?

Er, n/a.

This past year, have you….

made a new friend?

Nope.

lost a friend?

Nope.

made a new best friend?

Nope.

lost someone close to you?

Nope.

attended a funeral?

Nope.

attended a wedding?

Nope.

gave birth to a child? 🤰

Nope.

“came out of the closet”?

Nope.

traveled?

Yeah it was a big travel year in reaction to lockdown from 2020-2021. I went to Las Vegas, the Mojave desert, Mexico (Jalisco), Disneyland, San Juan Island, and Los Angeles a few times.

felt depressed? 😔

Not really. I ping pong between emotional states but usually level out.

felt suicidal? 😔

Nope.

felt happy? 😃

Sure.

felt at peace? 😊

Yeah at San Juan Island. The ocean does me good.

felt overjoyed? 💃

I think so but I can’t for the life of me remember what it was.

felt blessed? 😇

Not often enough, considering all the good things that happened.

felt amazed? 🤩

Definitely.

fallen in love? 😍

Nope.

had your heart broken? 💔

Nope.

got a new car? 🚗

Nope.

graduated? 👩‍🎓

Nope.

experienced something miraculous? ✨

Hm, I don’t think so... my continued low rent always feels like a miracle though.

had a better year than last year?

Oh yes.

had a worse year than last year?

Nope.

been to see the doctor? 👨‍⚕️

Oof, no. I’m overdue for a checkup.

been to the hospital? 🏥

Nope.

had a severe allergic reaction? 🤧

Nope.

had COVID? 🦠

Just a few weeks ago.

found out someone you knew had COVID? 🦠

Lots of people. We’ve all been getting out more.

used an epi pen? 💉

Nope.

had a fever? 🥵

Yep.

had a migraine? 🧠

Yeah a few times.

gone on a date? 🌹

Nope.

written in a journal or diary? 📔

Yeah I was keeping up with a few logs.

given someone a hug? 🤗

Yep.

cut your hair? 💇‍♀️

Every other day (I shave it).

danced around your living room? 💃

Nope.

prayed? 🙏

Nope.

worshiped Jesus?

Nope.

read the Bible? 📖

Working my way through it. I start on Psalms this month.

discovered a new favorite book? 📕

The Haunting of Hill House was great.

gone to church? ⛪️

I went in several churches, but just as a visitor during off-hours.

went for a walk in the fall? 🍁

Every day.

set up and decorated a Christmas tree? 🎄

Nope.

threw up? 🤮

Just yesterday. I think that was the only time I puked all year.

almost threw up? 🤢

Nope.

discovered a new music artist you really liked? 🎤

Mitski.

discovered a new song you really liked? 🎶

Love Me More.

seen snow? ⛄️

Only on the distant peaks.

seen beautiful fall foliage? 🍁

Of course.

gone to the beach? 🏝

Yeah I was on a bunch of different beaches. They were all Pacific beaches so it was brisk weather.

rode a bike? 🚴

I spent all last year setting up a bike and didn’t ride it at all this year. I might give it away to someone.

rode a horse? 🐎

Nope.

swam? 👙

Nope.

worn makeup? 💄

Nope.

done a craft project?

Nope.

made a scrapbook page?

Nope.

written an essay? 📝

Maybe some small ones for class.

painted something? 🎨

Nope.

drawn something? ✍️

Hm maybe a sketch somewhere.

sketched in a sketchbook?

Look up.

written someone a letter? 📝

Nope.

been to a concert? 👩‍🎤

Nope.

driven a car? 🚘

Yep.

kayaked? 🛶

Nope.

gone on a cruise? 🚢

Just a ferry and a Christmas party boat.

made a big purchase?

A Steam Deck.

moved to a new home? 🏡

Nope.

got a new pet?

Nope.

lost a pet?

Nope.

gotten a tattoo?

Nope.

gotten a new piercing?

Nope.

started a new hobby?

No new ones. I have enough for the moment.

worn a mask? 😷

All the time.

felt afraid to leave your house?

Nope.

celebrated your birthday alone?

Yep.

celebrated Christmas alone?

Nope, I was with family.

went for a long walk through the neighborhood?

All the time.

Favorites of this Year (Pick one for each.)

Song:

Love Me More by Mitski.

Book:

The Haunting of Hill House.

TV show:

Cabinet of Curiosities.

Youtube channel:

Nate the Hoof Guy. I got weirdly into watching this guy trim and maintain cow hooves. He’s got a good voice for it.

Food:

Ice cream in general, phish food in particular.

Dessert:

Besides ice cream? Tuxedo cake.

Drink:

Stone Hazy Double IPA.

Friend:

Marlyne.

Thing you did:

Stayed on San Juan Island.

Place you went:

Look up.

Person you spend time with:

Probably Marlyne, which is weird because she’s my landlord, and we hardly spend time together. But she’s cool.

Thing you did for your birthday:

Read a book I guess.

Celebrity:

Guillermo del Toro.

Website:

This one.

Emojis:

Still into :grimace: even though it’s apparently an old folks’ emoji now?

Colors:

Neon pink.

Restaurant:

That double decker spot by the water in Friday Harbor with a good view of the ferry.

Tea flavor ☕️:

Green.

Final Questions!

Would you say this past year has been a good year overall?

As we covered above, it was objectively a good year.

What are your goals for the new year?

Don’t eat meat. Continue programming studies to the point that I can make a game prototype. Just keep saving money and cut back on spending accordingly. Plan a trip to the east coast to go from Washington DC to Manhattan.

How old will you turn next year?

41.

Did you make any big mistakes this past year?

Nothing big.

Do you have any big changes coming?

Nothing planned.

How will you be celebrating New Year’s Eve this year?

I stayed at a hotel by the coast. It rained all day but then New Year’s Day was sunny so I got a nice walk on the beach.

What was the best day of this year for you, and why?

Just seeing my family in December.

What did you spend the most time doing this year?

Programming studies took up a lot of time.

[jaybirdss]

How it feels to fall for Kai Smith

I’m so sorry this is late 🙏, gender neutral reader, dividers, pic creds: erraday, unedited!!

Now playing … For Tonight , Giveon

Falling for Kai is like pulling an all nighter. Sometimes you’re cranky, sometimes you’re hyped, but in the end you’ll always be wrapped up in each others arms passed out from exhaustion.

Kai isn’t a perfect boyfriend, we all know, he’s beating himself up about it. But he’s yours, and that’s all you need.

He’s quick to judge, but he’s forgiving and sweet, you can always overlook a negative trait as long as there’s no toxicity and there’s too many positive ones to even worry about the negative.

Kai admires acts of services, like cooking for him, making him his morning coffee, he’s just a big baby who loves being spoiled. In return he loves buying you gifts, things to fill your room, outfits you always look back at but cringe at the price tag. He notices, and once you’re away he’ll take a quick picture and order it online.

He’s a tame type of clingy, he always wants you around, but doesn’t like smothering you or being smothered. For instance, he likes pulling you onto his lap, letting you get comfortable, and just leaving it at that. The weight of you on him comforts him, and that’s all he needs.

He either likes simple dates or big fancy ones.

Simple would include taking you for a ride in their latest ninja vehicles, driving up to lookouts, or a simple night in with you. Ordering takeout, cuddling up and watching bad movies, passing out during the early morning hours.

But on special occasions he likes taking you out to nice restaurants , reservations and all. He loves seeing you all dressed up , arm draped over his as you walk through the more classy streets in ninjago city.

Though sometimes, he loves getting dressed up to do the most ridiculous casual things. Looking classy in his suit and tie, just to stroll around a supermarket or mcdonald’s

Kai surprises himself with how much patience he has with you. With his element comes a fiery personality as well, and he grimaces at the thought of ever hurting you if he is to blow up one day.

^But just buy him a bag of hot chips and we’re good.

Speaking of, cut him off, he is addicted to hot chips. If you don’t, you’ll be stuck with his breath that reeks of hot cheetos.

Despite his addiction, you love him all the same.

Out of all the ninja, he can mellow out his feelings the most when it comes to missing you. He hates smothering you with attention, knowing it could potentially make you uncomfortable. But he’ll go out of his way to keep you safe, even if he worries 24/7

If you’re late to your hang out or date, he’s blowing up your phone

Attention whore who

He’ll always claim to be okay with little to no attention but deep down it’ll always bother him! He gets grumpy and angry and upset when he isn’t the center of attention, specifically your attention

As i said before, he’s just a big baby

But he’s content with little acts of affection when he does get it. Hand holding, laying on you, or simply talking to him. Make him feel wanted and loved, he definitely doubts that he deserves those two.

With all of the misleading labels throughout his life, he’s extremely doubtful. He felt he’d never be able to keep his sister safe, now he has you

Speaking of Nya, she’s always excited when you’re around. Always taking you from Kai and dragging you around the monastery. She’s just happy to have an outside friend who isn’t someone within her own team.

Kai is divided between being jealous and being glad that you two get along.

Falling for Kai is a mystery. The sweetest mystery you’ll never want to change.

[staysuki]

Okay so hi y'all, my birthday was... Hnnnghh

So basically just before I was going to go to my parents' house, my mom called me and told me not to come because my dad was showing symptoms, so I got a little worried and stayed put, and then we got a person to come over and test him and the results came back pretty quickly and he was positive. So between my sisters and I, we've been really busy trying to make sure they get their food and necessities, and my mom tested negative so we're trying to convince her not to go to his room because having two patients would be worse than one, and since my dad is in his 60s with pre-existing conditions, I really don't know what's going to happen. He's vaccinated, but his symptoms keep getting worse and the side effects of the virus would just leave a ton of complications in his path. Also, my parents retired, their savings are for our education and any health costs but my mom and dad felt a bit nervous about not having a steady income, so once my dad retired, I was just finishing highschool and I joined the workforce, but I'll go finish my education once my elder sister starts working. She is currently getting her masters in physics and my younger sister is still in highschool, so that means I'm currently the only one earning and that means that if he gets hospitalized, the bill would probably take a huge chunk out of our savings and that probably means that my chances of being able to finish my education are lowering so yay :) this is totally fun, I definitely don't feel like a walking piece of crap rn :))))))

Anyways, I'll be busy for a while now so don't expect me back here anytime soon, trying to get a raise means that I've gotta do more at work so trying to put in some extra hours

-🍕

thank you for opening up to us, we’ll definitely be cheering you on :,)))), sometimes birthdays just suck like regular days because at the end of the day, that’s just what it is. but it’s a reminder that you’ve survived another year and that you’re still here so we’re strong because of that one way or another. i’m sure many people are proud of what you’ve already accomplished, including me ♥️.

i’m currently stuck in the same situation right now, just barely scraping by with almost zero source of income because gigs come and go but you know what they say about rock bottom: the only way is up from this point :). though i’ve been waiting to rise for almost five years now, i suppose it’ll come soon enough if we just hold on for a little longer. we can do this 🙏.

[jtargaryen18]

Hey, I need a bit of advice. I'm 18 and in highschool and I graduate this year. Everything has been going good this past year and I even got a job at a nice restaurant! I like working, it's just, my boss has had me scheduled a LOT. And this week I'm on to open AND close every day this week, adding up to about a 50 hour work week. I'm so stressed and tired because I don't get home until 12 AM and I wake up at 5 for school. I can feel my mental health getting worse and idk what to do

Hey, thank you for writing. 🙏🙏🙏

Okay, first I want to say how proud of you I am. I don’t know what you’re dealing with in life but if you’re in your senior year of school and holding down a full-time job too? You’re way ahead of a lot of people and I hope you know that. You’re making an effort and sounds like you’re doing a great job.

As to what you should do? Well, you’re going to have to take some action here. Yes, you’re legally an adult but you’re also going to school and even if you’re not taking a full class load, you’re going to burn out before too long. You can’t work that many hours, go to school, and live on less than 5 hours of sleep a night. At your age, you need at least 8 or 9 hours of sleep. Sleep is important for your physical health but it’s just as important for your mental health. 

The restaurant business is hard work, constantly on your feet and lots of heavy lifting whether you’re a server, bussing tables or working the kitchen. The other thing you don’t want to do is tear up your body at this age and cause and injury you’ll suffer through as you get older.

I’m going to assume you’re a good, reliable worker - that’s why they are scheduling you so often. You need to talk to your boss and just be honest about your situation. And if your boss is a decent human being, they’ll tell you that school comes first (it does). They are going to react in one of two ways: they’ll work with you on a more reasonable schedule or they will try to dismiss your concerns. Older adults sometimes think they can intimidate someone younger into backing down because they do have more experience with managing people. Some don’t mean to take advantage but as long as you don’t say anything, they’re going to assume everything is okay. You have to speak up.

If they’ll work with you, great. You get a new schedule, problem solved. 

If they choose to ignore you or try to bully you, start looking for another job. Now. Yeah, that’s not as easy as it sounds and when would you find the time? I get it. But in that situation, that’s exactly what needs to happen. I promise you, it’ll be easier than you think to find another job. You’re a good worker, another place will be grateful to have you and appreciate you if your current workplace won’t. 

Take care of yourself first. Always. It also shows other people how to treat you. If you don’t treat yourself well, how can you expect others to? Good luck. I’m here if you need to talk. 💕💕💕