#deep breath and go play some video games cuddle your cats and hug your boyfriend

[sometimesrosy]

I have bouts of unhappiness from time to time, now more frequently than not. For more than a year, I haven’t talked to friends because of COVID and confinement. All of the friends I talk to are online, but there’s no human contact. One of them is spanish, so we never talked any other way. The others are mostly my boyfriend’s friends with whom we talk on discord. I only see my mom, grandma, boyfriend, and my cats. I work at a study center, but now even the kids I talk to through zoom because of a new confinement. I’ve been feeling pretty low and without a drive in life. I stopped reading, I stopped bullet journaling, I stopped writing, I stopped watching movies and tv. Recently I’ve started streaming video games, and honestly it’s the only thing that keeps me doing something outside of work, but I wonder when will I give up on it too. I’d like to blame this on the confinement, but even before we had it, I had already isolated myself from people. It’s really easy to feel lonely, to feel like I can’t connect. I know it’s not depression because I’ve had and I hit rock bottom then, so I know I’m better. I lost friends along my life, but most of it was for the best. I have found a life partner that treats me 100% well and who gave the best kitties I could have ever asked for. I have a mom that does anything and everything for me, a grandma that cooks for me, a house with fast internet. I have a job and students that like me. And yet, sometimes I feel like I’m here doing nothing? As if I have no purpose? I have so many interests it kills me to never be satisfied. I honestly think this is my problem. Anyway, I’m so sorry for the rant. I just felt I needed to let it out somehow. I know tomorrow I’ll wake up fine, but next week I’ll have another day like this. For now, I’m going to bed and cuddle with my boyfriend and kitties. I just wish I could change my perspective these days I’m feeling down. I don’t need to have a purpose, I don’t need to commit to hobbies. I don’t need to expect something of myself when I don’t even know what it is. Thank you for “hearing” me out. Please never delete this blog!

So here’s the thing I want you to remember:

You are living through unprecedented times. The pressures of a global pandemic, national upheaval, cultural revolution and environmental extremes have us ALL on edge.

When you take stock of your life, as you have here, you can see you’re doing pretty well. You have love and family and work and security and safety and the best kitties in the world, right? You KNOW depression and this isn’t it somehow.

And yet, you seem to think that you have to look for *your* problem, the reason why *you* particularly are feeling this way.

Nope. It’s not you. There’s not something wrong with you that isn’t wrong with everyone.

Now, I’m not a therapist, I’m not making a diagnosis here, but before this pandemic thing, there was a lot of upheaval in my life and I worked through it, leaving me in a really good position to ride out this global disaster that I wouldn’t have been in before. I mean it wasn’t good, but it’s like I experienced it before everyone else so am already on the way to healing from it while everyone else is falling into it. So from my experience and the research I have had to do for my own health and well being, what I think you’re experiencing is ANXIETY.

I think that because you told me you stopped doing the things you love, reading, bullet journaling, writing, movies and tv. That happened to me too. I mean aside from hyperfocusing on writing. It was rather stressful to STOP reading for me. And I kept feeling like something was wrong with me, then I discovered that not being able to focus on reading is actually a symptom of anxiety. And it’s common now. The world feels out of control and you feel like you should be doing something to fix it, only you can’t, and focusing on the things that are part of your life feels insufficient. You’re overwhelmed. Actually, there’s probably a bit of depression in there, too.

But I do know that I needed to read and watch COMFORT content. Something I’ve already read, or a literature genre that wraps everything up neatly in the end. For me, Historical Romance, because I need the Happy Ever After and I need the problems to be distant enough from my reality to not affect me. In fact, when I read a book that touches on traumas that are too close to real for me, I get tense and can’t continue. (I had this problem last week with a romance set in the civil war. I just can’t handle fictional racism and brutality in my escapism book when I’m trying to escape IRL racism and brutality. I think it’s because the MC was traumatized by it, where in the other books in the series, the characters were fighting it. Anyway, good books, The Loyal League Books by Alyssa Cole, the last is just hitting some of my triggers.) 

Still, I find myself unable to read science fiction or fantasy. I can ONLY read romance. It’s very weird for me, because I love SFF. But my brain is struggling to handle all the real life chaos, and there’s really no room in it right now to have comprehend the big thoughts and new universes of SFF. So when Bridgertons showed up, which is my perfect genre right now, and which I’ve already READ multiple times, so it isn’t even new material for me, THAT is the kind of thing I can watch. Superhero shows where I already know the characters. Fanfiction where it’s just two characters falling in love over and over again.

I dont’ mean to talk about myself, but as an illustration, I wanted to show you. You are overwhelmed and your brain wants to rest. Video games seems to provide that. Okay! Keep doing that. Just like I finally had to sign up for kindle unlimited so that I could zoom through all the romance books for comfort reading without having to buy new ones all the time.

This is how you are coping.

And if I read your ask right. You’re a teacher. I dont’ know what kind of teacher or if you’re irl or distance teaching, but I do know that the stress of teaching in this pandemic is INCREDIBLE.  Shoot, normal teaching is demanding enough, add the pandemic and OUCH. So I think you should recognize that you are a front line worker in keeping society running. You honestly don’t need to have a higher purpose than that... if you feel like you need to be DOING something important. You already are. 

Everyone can only do what they are capable of. Some people are in politics, some people are developing vaccines, some people are stocking shelves, some people are teaching, some people are raising kids, some people are volunteering. You don’t have to do it all. Find your place in your world and accept that you are contributing.

What you need to do right now is to take care of yourself. You MUST have time to relax. Value your family and boyfriend and kitties, just like you say. Rest, relax. Do NOT burn out. Stay healthy. That is important especially now. Eat right and drink water and sleep enough. 

I think you’re right. It is a matter of your perspective. You’ve forgotten that your life has turned upside down.  You’re expecting activity/energy levels from yourself that you had before the world was a flaming dumpster fire. But so much of your current energy is going to surviving in that flaming dumpster fire. 

EVERYONE is trying to survive right now, even when we have relatively comfortable situations. Recognize that and give yourself a break. 

[offbrandhange]

AOT if you were sick | 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

Headcanons on how some of the AOT boys would help/comfort you when sick! :)

Characters: Armin, Connie, Eren, Erwin, Jean, Levi, Niccolo, Reiner,

Gender: Neutral, no references to readers’ gender ! :)

a/n: I haven’t been feeling well lately so badabam badaboom here we go. Also I am trying a new format because I’m pretty sure when I write the bullet points it looks wonky on mobile?...I dunno man :/

𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓 𝕬𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖙 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

Right off the bat, Armin would ask what your symptoms are. Immediately after telling him he’d rush out to the pharmacy to pick up meds, and probably some comfort food, too.

How does he comfort you?

Armin would comfort you by bringing you things you need like medicine, wet towels, clean clothes, food, etc. Constantly, and I mean constantly asking if you want anything.

He probably would also set up a little sick-station in the living room with a blanket, pillow, cup of water, wet towel, bowl of soup, etc. and put on a TV show you like and just...chill while you watch or nap (if you fall asleep midway through).

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

Only if you were super sick. He would 1000% be worried about you while at work, though. You’d get “How are you doing” messages every hour, and he’d totally end up annoying the sh*t out of his co-workers for constantly talking about you being ill. Armin would probably also pick up a little snack/gift for you on his way home.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Most likely not. Armin would be scared he’d get sick too, and then you’d have to take care of him. If you begged him for a quick kiss, or you really whined for some cuddles, then maybe he’ll indulge.

𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊 𝕾𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

“Dang bro, that sucks.” And that’s all he says.

How does he comfort you?

I think if you asked him for something, he’d get you it willingly and eagerly, but otherwise he’s clueless; He assumes you’re good if you don’t say anything.

Connie would comfort you by hanging out with you. Most likely, he’d sit you down on the couch and play video games with you, like Mario Kart; or he’d show you him killing a really hard boss. I think he’d also send you funny videos/tiktoks, and I mean like, the really dumb ones, where it’s like...a fart sound effect over an image of a truck. Or a, “Can I touch that badonkadonk fool?”

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

Yup, especially if you asked. I feel like Connie would take any chance he could to take off work, and you being sick would be his opening. He wouldn’t leave you alone all day, either; You’re stuck with him.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Connie does not care if you’re sick. You’re gonna get the same amount of treatment, maybe more if you whine and snuggle into his chest. He thinks you’re even more cute when you’re sick.

𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖓 𝕵𝖆𝖊𝖌𝖊𝖗 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

Eren would say something like, “Oh. Are you alright?” If you said no, he’d make you a snack or ask if you want anything. Afterwards he would chill with you and probably cuddle or snuggle you. I doubt he would really worry, he’d be real calm about it.

How does he comfort you?

He’d bring you something if you needed it. The only time I could see him getting fussy about it though, is if you interrupted him while he was totally invested in a video game or on a work call.

Most definitely snuggles with you in bed. Probably would do something to tease you too, kissing down your neck and saying “Are you better yet? How about now? Are you better yet?” I can see Eren being totally down for an afternoon nap together anytime you wanted.

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

He would ask you if you wanted/needed him to. If you said yes he would, even if you weren’t really sick. Likewise, if you said you’re fine, but were far from fine, he’d call BS and stay home too; if you kept saying he didn’t need to, it’s very likely his stubborn a*s would argue with you and take off anyways.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Definitely. Eren would still, probably even more than usual, baby the ever-loving sh*t out of you. There’s no escaping his cuddles, kisses, or more...sexual activities.

𝕰𝖗𝖜𝖎𝖓 𝕾𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖍 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

Erwin, like Armin, would ask what’s wrong right away. Except he would completely annoy you by asking a million f*cking questions about your symptoms. He’d probably google them too and list a ton of possibilities that are so far-fetched. He’d end up scaring HIMSELF and forcing you to go to the doctor.

How does he comfort you?

Up your A**. Every five seconds he would be like, “Need something? You’re sure? You’re sure you’re sure? I know I was here five minutes ago, yeah, but I’m just making sure. So you’re sure?”

Pets your head, ruffles your hair. Goes out to pick up medicine, snacks, maybe even flowers. Probably tries to brush your teeth for you. You know, Erwin things.

Would they take/call off work for you?

Y E S. Yes. This man would call off the whole WEEK. He wouldn’t leave you alone, either. The whole damn day he’d be breathing down your NECK. Even if the only discomfort you felt was a scratchy throat. He’d make you call off work too.

Are they still physically affectionate?

I feel like Erwin is on the verge of being either, “Yes, princess, let me hold you.” or, “Oh no, no, no, we can’t be having that. Oh no, no, no. No passing illnesses, sweetie.” If the second were true, the only way to get him off your back would be by threatening to hug him while snot was dripping down your nose. This grown ass man would probably be screaming like a (very deep-voiced) little girl and running for dear life.

𝕵𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝕶𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖎𝖓 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

Jean would be so FREAKING sweet, and nobody can tell me otherwise. He’d say something like, “Awe, baby. Are you okay? Want anything?” He genuinely cares; although, immediately afterward he did anything nice or caring for you, he’d text all his dude friends and be like “yo man I’m SUCH a good boyfriend.” and brag his a*s off.

How does he comfort you?

He’d ask every once in a while if you needed anything, and he’d randomly bring you stuff like soup or a fresh cup of water. He’d probably feed you it, too.

Depending on what you wanted, Jean would either leave you alone or smother you to death. If you wanted him to leave you alone he’d check in on you every so often, and if you wanted him to smother you, he’d literally follow you all around the house. I’m talking like, cuddling or napping on the couch/bed, or straight up just following you around like an overly-attached child. His arms would be around your waist, chin on your head, and he’d waddle behind you like a d*mn penguin. And that includes trips to the bathroom. He’d probably sit outside the bathroom and wait for you, though.

Would they take/call off work for you?

If you wanted him to, were really sick, or if you were incredibly pitiful and acting like you were on your deathbed. Otherwise, I think he’d still go to work. He would bring home snacks and flowers afterwards though.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Oh my god, Jean would still be all over you. Like, there wouldn’t be a moment you’d be free from his hold. He’d probably still want to have sex with you, too as long as you were feeling well enough for it...The only exception would be if you got too over-heated or over-whelmed, then he’d very sadly hold back. Like a scolded pup, he’d just sit there...watching you...wishing you were in his arms.

𝕷𝖊𝖛𝖎 𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

You would tell him you’re not feeling well, and the first thing this man’d say would be, “What is it? You have the sh*ts? Something not coming out?” He’d get you what you needed immediately after you told him what was really wrong, though; but he’d also, very discreetly slip you a box of anti-diarrheals, too, just in case.

How does he comfort you?

Every once in a while he will ask if you need something. He’s not too over-bearing nor distant. Although, he’s probably constantly slipping you hand-sanitzers, and cleaning your room, or anything you’ve touched. It’s for your, and his sake. Oh, and he’s not handing you anything, either; he’s throwing it at you to catch. Or slipping his hand through the door with a bowl of soup/cup of water, and placing it on the floor/nearest surface. Kind of like when a cat pushes their paw through a crack, then disappears, and you’re like, “oh, would you look at that.”

I don’t think Levi would really want to be too close since he’s kind of a clean-freak, so he’d comfort you through, maybe, sending you low-quality cat memes he found on the web. Or he’d put on one of those full-on, ugly, yellow hazard suits and hold your hand while watching a reality-TV show like The Bachelorette meanwhile mocking them to oblivion. You’re legally required to laugh at the comments he makes about the people on the show; he’s doing it to be funny. He’s just awkward.

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

If you were pitiful, or not that sick, no. If you were genuinely pretty sick, then he’d call off work. He wouldn’t bug you, he’d just...stand in the corner and watch you. Just...he’d be there. Also still in his hazard suit. With his arms crossed.

Are they still physically affectionate?

No. Absolutely not. Not unless you’re talking about him and the cleaning supplies. I think if you tried to go anywhere near him, he’d get really mad and threaten you with a spray-bottle filled with water.

I think he would be upset, though. Like, I could see him having a calendar and just...sadly, squeakily dragging that marker down to form an X over the day to see how long you were sick, waiting ‘till you were better so he could hug you again.

𝕹𝖎𝖈𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖔 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

In a worried, but also kind of loving-scolding way, he’d say something like, “Geez, how’d this happen?” Immediately after he’d make you some homemade soup with fresh ingredients. Only after he would give you your medicine, because it needs a, “full stomach to work.”

Additionally, if he makes you food, don’t tell him if you can’t taste it. Please, god, don’t. He’ll feel like he did all that work for nothing then get annoyed.

How does he comfort you?

Constantly bringing you food or desserts. When he asks if you need anything, his mind jumps to a food or drink instead of medicine or a wet towel, because that’s just his strong-suit.

I feel like he would hang out with you and let you lay your head on his chest while you watched TV together. I picture him saying something like, “Hey babe, let’s watch Hell’s Kitchen.” Or, alternatively, “Hey babe, let’s watch Kitchen Nightmares.” Don’t watch Kitchen Nightmares with him. Those unclean kitchens will make HIM vomit, too.

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

Niccolo probably wouldn’t call off, but he would make you a whole bunch of yummy meals for you to eat the next day. He’d probably leave you a cute little note too, like a “Feel better, love you! :-D” with hearts all over it.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Depends on what kind of sickness you had. I think if you lost your taste he’d draw the line, simply because he needs to be able to taste the food he makes. Also, it frustrates the sh*t out of him when he loses his taste. Otherwise, I think he’d be down to cuddle, and very limitedly, kiss.

𝕽𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖓 ~

After telling him you’re sick...

Gets VERY concerned. Wants to take you to the doctor, even if it’s a light illness, because he wants to make sure it’s nothing bad. He wouldn’t leave you alone after you tell him you’re sick, either. Constantly by your side.

How does he comfort you?

You wouldn’t need to ask for anything, because he already has everything for you. You’re surrounded in snacks, bottles of water, blankets, pillows, wet towels, medicine, literally anything you need, it’s already there. He’ll even offer to carry you to the bathroom, just so you don’t have to move.

Reiner would probably cuddle with you and put on a romance, family, or Disney movie. If it’s extra emotional, it’s gonna make him extra emotional. He will be squeezing you for dear life and just saying stuff like, “Boy, I don’t know what I’d do without you...”

Would they take/call off work to take care of you?

Yes, even if all you had was the sniffles, Reiner would have already called off, and make you call off too. He just thinks that’s what you should do if a loved one is sick. If he left you alone, he’d get worried you’d end up falling or unable to get something you need. He wants to be there for you.

Are they still physically affectionate?

Reiner would, but in a much more sweet way. He’s genuinely really worried for you, and doesn’t like seeing you sick. So be prepared for him to constantly be holding you with your head on his chest, and him peppering kisses all over your face.

[inosukki]

stress relief, kenma kozume.

synopsis: after a rough day at work, kenma wants to try something new that might benefit the both of you.

warnings: titty sucking, handjob, cum eating <3

[a/n]: this is my first and last time writing nsfw content LOL. also did not proofread my bad bros😔

Things were eerily quiet without Kenma around.

Well, to be quite honest, things would still be quiet even if Kenma were in your shared apartment. But at least you’d here the clicking of his controller or the soft grunts of discontent that came with him playing his games. It was odd how he barely made a sound when playing, only opening his mouth to give a command or plan an attack with his team. Most guys you knew yelled at the top of their lungs, followed by insults and curses that left you wondering how someone could ever talk to another human being with such venom.

Maybe that’s what drew you to him back in highschool. His shy demeanor. Always cool, calm, and collected. Nothing like Kuroo, the brash and loud hyena-laughing third year who’d introduced the two of you to eachother.

Kuroo and you, despite being a grade level apart, had been placed into the same chemistry class. The two of you bonded over the fact that none of your friends had shared your wits, so you decided to be lab partners for the rest of the year. There was something about your persona that drew you to him, you were so welcoming and inviting and comfortable. Just the perfect person to get Kenma out of his shell, he thought.

So, one day, he invited you to his house (which at first caused you to raise a brow, you were just school friends, right?) to study for an upcoming exam. He was easily the smartest person in the class, but you took this as an opportunity to catch up to your senpai. Unknown to you, he had also invited Kenma to play COD, which lead you to come face to face with a cute boy with cat-like eyes that you would end up falling for.

That lead you here, sprawled out on your couch clad in boxer shorts and a hoodie, lazily scanning your eyes across a copy of The Awakening. Today was your off day from work which you’d hoped to spend with Kenma, but as you two were cuddling, he received an urgent phone call that left you cold and alone in bed. All you could do now was patiently wait for your boyfriend to come home.

As if on cue, you could hear the light tinkling of keys and the click of your front door. The creaking sound it emitted caused you to cringe (but you left a mental note to get that fixed soon) and place down your book.

“Hey honey, how was work?” You called, fitting your chin in between your knees. You wrapped your arms around your legs, squeezing them closer to your chest.

Kenma swiftly closed the door, shrugged off his coat, and slung it onto the floor all in one breath. He was visibly tense and irritation flooded his eyes. Sighing, you picked your book back up and payed him no mind.

Though your relationship with Kenma was amazing, it was far from perfect. He was sweet and attentive (to an extent) but he had trouble communicating himself. You could barely read him as he often showed no emotion. And when he did, he barely liked to talk about it. It was probably the only thing about him that bothered you.

You heard the creaking of the floorboards as he walked past you and into your shared bedroom, along with a deep sigh and the shuffling of feet. The only thing you could do right now was wait it out and hope he’d come to you.

The stress of being a CEO, Youtuber, pro-gamer, and stock trader was larger than you could imagine. Kenma was always up late nights, often on the phone or on his PC, discussing with other board members or filming a video. But he never once complained, which both worried you and caused your heart to swell. He was always independent like that, but it also wasn’t healthy to keep things inside all the time. You wanted to be the shoulder he could lean on, just like he was for you.

As your focus shifted from your thoughts to the book in your hands, you felt the a weight drop down beside you. You stopped yourself from jumping when you realized that it was just Kenma. Fuck, you thought. He really is like a cat. I barely even noticed him. Instead of the suit he was wearing when he walked in, he was sporting a pair of gray sweatpants and a plan white tee. Once again, you placed down your book (would you ever finish it?) and faced towards him.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” You whispered, taking one of his hands and rubbing soothing circled with your thumb.

He shook his head, no. “Rough day at work,” he mumbled, his raspy voice causing a smile to form on your lips. “Make it better?”

Now it was your turn to sigh as you enveloped him in your arms. Kenma places himself in your lap, almost like a child, legs squeezing around your waist and arms encircling your neck. He pressed his face into the crook of your neck, adjusting his body as to not hurt you. Gently, you placed your hand on his head, raking your fingers through his bleach-blonde hair.

What Kenma lacked in words, he made up for in touch.

Whether it was a hand on your thigh, a leg on your lap, an arm around your waist, or his head on your shoulder, Kenma was always touching you as to remind you that he was present. Instead of a simple ‘hey’ he’d press his lips against your cheek or wrap you up in his arms. It was cute, and the first time he’d greeted you with a hug and a kiss you almost melted on the spot.

The innocent embrace between you two was cut short by the sound of sucking and slurping ringing through your ears. You let out a sharp gasp, your breathing halting for a second. Kenma, without warning, had begun to leave wet, open-mouthed kisses in the crook of your neck. The hand that had been gently placed in his hair was now gripping onto the strands in shock.

The sounds ceased completely as Kenma pulled away to look into your eyes, a string of spit following in tow. It was only then you noticed the pool of saliva on your neck, reaching your hands to touch the dampened skin.

“Sorry, was that ok?” He whispered, suddenly shy.

That was more than ok.

“Uh, yeah that was o-it was nice...I liked it.” You affirmed, scratching the back of your neck.

What had come over him? Usually it was you that had initiated anything sexual between the two of you. Kenma was rather low-maifnence in that aspect of your relationship, and never asked you to do anything or even hinted at it. Sometimes it felt like the only reason the two of you had sex was because you wanted it. He seemed indifferent to the whole ordeal. But now he was suddenly attacking your neck unprompted. You were kind of thankful for it, honestly.

“I-Is it ok if I tried something?”

His eyes flickered to yours, a hopeful glint in them. He had placed his hands between his thighs, gently rocking back and forth as if he were nervous. You held back a laugh as to not embarrass him. He was adorable.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Go ahead.”

The rocking subsided as he let both sides of his lips turn upwards in a shy smile. He removed his hands from his legs, letting himself reach up to the hem of your sweatshirt. Slowly yet with anticipation he lifted your sweatshirt over your head, tossing them to the side with ease. The removal had left your hair parting in several directions, which caused you to chuckle and smooth it down.

A sharp intake of breath caught your attention as Kenma’s eyes bored into your bare chest. It was as if he was shocked that you weren’t wearing a bra. You watched in anticipation as he brought his right hand to caress your left breast, thumb lightly ghosting your nipple. It was your turn to inhale as the touch caused you to jolt upwards and lean into him. He smiled, that was the reaction he was looking for.

“Your tits are so pretty, baby. Soft...” The compliment sent waves of heat through your body.

Kenma let his thumb press circles into your soft nipple which was beginning to harden due to his intimate touch. Before you could urge him to do something, anything, he opened his mouth and let his mouth go to work on your breast. His tongue licked around the hardened bud, letting out a content sigh. He seemed to be enjoying this just as much as you were.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you pressed his face even closer to your tits. He sucked harshly, as if trying to milk you. Immediately, you bit your lip to stop yourself from making any more noise, almost embarrassed at how easily Kenma affected you.

He continued to suckle on your breast, even lightly nibbling it, as if begging you to make some sort of noise. The lewdness of him sloppily sucking on your skin shot arousal straight to your core.

He let his hand trail to your other breast, groping it with a rather strong grip before lazily giving you a squeeze here and there. A substantial amount of drool dribbled down the sides of his chin as his tongue swirled around your nipple. “I...I’m getting...hard...”

You hadn’t realized that your eyes were rolling into the back of your head until they began to unblur. Kenma has detached himself from your chest with a small ‘pop’ and was wiping his lips with his forearms. Your eyes trailed to his crotch, biting your lip at the darkened spot of his sweatpants. The faint bulge caused heat to pool in your lower stomach.

“Um, could you maybe... give me a–uh–handjob while I’m... doing this?”

You giggled, nodding feverently. He smiled nervously at you, avoiding all eye contact. Growing impatient, you gestured for him to get up, to which he obeyed. You snaked his sweatpants down, letting them fall to his feet, and did the same with his boxers. You bit your lip once again when his cock sprang free from the confines of his undergarments, slapping against his stomach.

“C’mere,” you whispered, guiding him back into your lap. Before he could continue his assault on your tits, you wet your hands with a generous amount of your saliva, licking it from the beginning of your wrist to the ends of your fingers. Then, you masterfully wrapped your fingers around his cock, ensuring that its entirety was covered in the sticky substance.

“Ah–” Kenma whined at the touch, arching his body into your hand. In order to keep himself preoccupied, he gripped your left breast and paid special attention to the one he left untouched.

As he licked and sucked on your breast, you went to work. His cock had stiffened in your grip, his thick veins almost protruding. You reached for his balls, light massaging them with your fingers, earning a groan into your chest. Smiling to yourself, you lightly grazed the area between his testicles, knowing how sensitive it was. His breath hitched in his throat, and once you were satisfied with the noises Kenma was making, you moved onto his length.

The tips of your fingers lightly scratched along his hardened cock, teasing his sensitive state. You continued the teasing with soft, slow strokes along his shaft, making sure you didn’t apply to much pressure and have him finish early (which happened quite a bit, to his embarrasment).

Your hand momentarily froze when you heard Kenma’s soft moans. How is it possible for a man to have such a pretty moan? The noises that Kenma made were heavenly. Whether it be a mewl or a groan, it always left you wanting more.

“Mm, keep going p-please.”

The request brought you out of your trance like state as you returned your attention to the task at hand. The tip of his cock was a flaring red, pre-cum beginning to spout out. You fisted the middle of his cock, spreading the fluid around.

Your focus on his length had almost blinded you to the fact that he was sucking on your tits. You jolted in surprise when he bit on your supple flesh. You could feel him smiling against you, reveling in the fact that he had elicited such a reaction from you. Two could play at that game.

With your nimble fingers, you slowly pumped his sensitive length, making sure to not apply too much pressure. The movement caused him to whimper and suck even harsher on your bare breast. You grasped his cock, making up and down movements starting from the base and moved up to the shaft , simultaneously rubbing your thumb over his slit.

“Mmf,” Kenma whimpered, his voice muffled by your skin. “Feels so good. You’re too good to me, baby.”

Pride filled in your chest at his words of encouragement. You decided to pick up the pace. Your grip around him strengthened, as did your rythym. As you built up a faster pace, so did he. The puckering sound that filled your apartment only got louder as Kenma violently sucked on your soft skin.

The lewd sound of slurping, sucking, and slapping of skin surrounded the two of you as you violently jerked his cock in fluid motions.

“Keep going, I-I’m almost there.” Kenma griped, no, whined, into you.

“You’re doing so well, Kenma, aren’t you? Your words caused him to bob his head up and down. “Don’t hold back.”

The pressure on his cock didn’t cease as you continued your pace, losing yourself in the bliss of it all. You could feel the heat practically radiating off of him as ceased his sucking and fell into your body in exhaustion.

“I’m gonna...I’m gonna–” His warning fell on deaf ears as you continued pumping him. His whines grew louder and urgent. You loved how vocal he was during times like this.

Suddenly, thick ropes of cum spurted from his cock, staining your soft, silky hands. Kenma was a tired mess, sweat sticking to his white shirt as he heaved and groaned.

The same eery silence from before attempted to creep back, but was warded off by the exhausted groans of your boyfriend.

“Feeling better?” You teased, poking at his side with your clean hand.

He scoffed in disbelief before letting out a small chuckle. “Yeah, much.”

“Good,” you playfully retorted. “Or else I’d have cum on my hand for no fucking reason at all.”

At the mention of his cum, Kenma’s face flushed. He didn’t notice the substance on your hand and immediately got up and began putting on his pants.

“I’ll get you a towe-”

Before he could finish the sentence, you were already lapping up the milky, almost translucent substance with your tongue. You licked up your forearm, catching the stray that had dribbled down. Then, you slurped the majority of it which had gathered in your palm. And finally, you sucked on your fingers, giving a few kitten licks here and there to ensure that you’d gotten it all.

“No need! Got it all. See?” You grinned brightly at him, showing him your clean hand before wiping it on your shorts. “Aww Kenma, your face is all red! Did I embarrass you? C’mere so I can pinch your cheeks!”

“Shut up!” He groaned, attempting to run away but failing to do so due to his pants being at his feet. “Get away from me!”

[uta-no-sin-sama]

They Find Out Their S/O is Getting Bullied (STARISH)

This is a continuation of my most recent scenario. The next post will most likely be this scenario again but with HEAVENS. Also, I think I’m going to write more in bullet points this time for future scenarios. The “Bad day at work/school” scenarios will still be in paragraphs once I get around to finishing those though since I like staying consistent.

Once again, though I don’t mention any specific bullying tactics or insults, here’s a possible trigger warning for those who are uncomfortable with mentions and themes of bullying.

Also, a note on Cecil’s scenario: I tried to find a gender-neutral term for Prince/Princess, since I figured that’d be something he’d call the reader and because I don’t use they/them pronouns so I’m not too familiar with it yet. What I ended up using was one that I found in multiple sources from nonbinary and genderfluid people, so I figured it’d be one of the more appropriate ones to use. If I offend anyone in either of those communities by doing this, I sincerely apologize.

On with the scenario!

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Natsuki Shinomiya - 

- He’s distraught - who would want to hurt someone as sweet and as kind as you?!

- He immediately pulls you into a tight hug to the point where you have to tell him to ease up a little. He then pulls away once he realizes that you could be hurt. 

- Keep your eye on his glasses, you don’t want them to accidentally fall off his face. 

- “I’m sorry! I forgot to ask if they hurt you! I didn’t hurt you more, did I?” 

- He helps to gently patch you up if you’re hurt. 

- If not, he breathes a sigh of relief before hugging you again, asking you to tell him what they said to you. 

- He argues against each insult, reassuring you that none of it is true. He also takes the time to compliment you on what he likes about you. 

- You spend the rest of the day in his arms listening to his songs. 

- The next time you run into your bullies is a couple days later.

- They’re suddenly scared of you now! You find this strange, since your boyfriend is not known to get violent, but you let it go because hey, they’re not bothering you anymore!

Tokiya Ichinose - 

- He doesn’t seem to react at first, but little do you know that he’s trying to restrain himself from becoming too angry in front of you. 

- In an unusually calm tone, he asks you if they hurt you. He can patch you up if needed. 

- Once he feels he’s calm enough to help you, he asks you to tell him what they said to you before he pulls you into a hug. 

- You can’t see it, but his eyebrows are furrowing more and more with each thing you say. 

- “Don’t listen to them. They’re telling you nothing but lies.”

- He offers to go with you to get someone of higher authority involved if needed and spends the rest of the day cuddling with you and listening to his music. 

- A couple days later, you run into your bullies while he’s with you. 

- You’ve never seen anyone’s face go as pale as your bullies’ did before. 

Cecil Aijima - 

- This is the first time you’ve ever seen him angry. And the last time you ever want to see him angry.

- “What are their names, my Princess/Prince/Princet? I’ll have them banished to Agnapolis if they laid a finger on you!!” 

- Wow I guess Camus is really starting to rub off on him

- He takes a moment to calm down before making sure you’re not hurt. He can patch you up with Masato’s help if needed.

- He pulls you a bit closer to him and asks you to tell him what they said to you, hugging you and tightening his hold on you with each insult you say. 

- He reassures you that none of it is true and spends the rest of the day cuddling with you. 

- The next day, there’s no trace of your bullies, though you have stumbled across a clowder of cats that kind of look like them and always run away from you for some reason.... You think it’s best to not bring it up though.

Ren Jinguji - 

- He seems to be considerably calm given what you just told him.

- But don’t let looks deceive you, he’s seething with anger on the inside. He just doesn’t want you to know that and make you feel worse than you already do.

- He takes a deep breath to try and calm himself down before asking whether or not you’re hurt. He can help patch you up if needed. 

- He pulls you into a hug after patching you up or finding out you’re not hurt, asking you to tell him what they said to you.

- He scoffs after you tell him what they said, his hold on you tightening after each one. 

- “Don’t listen to a word they say, Little Lamb. You and I both know none of that is even remotely true.” 

- You two then spend the rest of the day cuddling and playing video games together to help take your mind off of things. 

- The next time you see your bullies is when he’s with you.

- They mysteriously leave you alone once they recognize who you’re with. How weird!

Otoya Ittoki - 

- Like Natsuki, he’s distraught and wondering who would want to hurt someone as sweet as you. 

- He immediately makes sure you’re not hurt. He can - with Masato’s help - patch you up if you are. 

- He then hugs you tightly and kisses your forehead after you tell him what they said to you. 

- “That’s not true at all! I can’t believe anyone would say such horrible things about you!”

- He then cracks a couple jokes to help cheering you up, smiling once he hears you laugh. 

- The next day, the two of you are out on the town when you run into your bullies again. 

- They immediately recognize him and piece together that the two of you are an item. They suddenly leave you alone after that. 

Syo Kurusu - 

- He’s instantly cracking his knuckles and muttering incoherently under his breath. 

- You have to stop him from busting out the doors to find whoever’s bothering you. 

- “You’re not hurt, are you? I’ll kick their asses if you are!” 

- Once he settles down a little, he sighs and makes sure you’re not hurt. He can patch you up if you are. 

- If not, he breathes a sigh of relief and then asks if they said anything to you. 

- He tsks at each thing you tell him and he reassures you that “there’s no fucking way that’s true.” 

- He offers to teach you a few self-defense moves in case they want to try anything with you again and he’s not there to protect you. 

- The next day, your bullies are magically scared of you! And you suddenly have to tend to Syo’s knuckles, which are bruised. What a coincidence!

Masato Hijirikawa - 

- He’s unsurprisingly calm yet angry once you tell him. 

- He immediately asks if you’re hurt and carefully patches you up if you are. 

- If not, he becomes a little less angry and asks you what they said to you. 

- “None of what they say matters because it’s not true. I promise, I’ll make sure they never bother you again.”

- He clears up his schedule for the rest of the day and offers to do whatever you want with you to help distract you a little from your problem. 

- The next day, you hear your bullies panic with each other about someone who got a hold of their numbers and is now threatening to sue them.

- You snicker to yourself at this funny coincidence, but figure it’s best to just leave it alone. After all, they’re at least leaving you alone now!

[earthfluuke]

i would like to start this off by apologizing to anyone who happens to read this. this is, by far, the dumbest thing i’ve ever written. it’s cute, but so, so, so dumb. like, there is no need for this to exist.

BUT. i’ve been playing animal crossing for a while now, and my friends and i were discussing which bl boys would play it. and i said tine. i mean, with all that customization? he’d definitely take the opportunity to make everything cute.

again. THIS SHOULD NOT EXIST. but here we are. i hope you all enjoy it.

a few notes:

one - this is raymond. yes, everyone loves him. yes, people are selling him for hundreds of dollars online. i’m not making this up.

two - you wish on stars in this game, and the next day, there will be star fragments on the ground. you can use these to make a special wand that lets you switch between different outfits you have. naturally, tine had to have that.

three - my friend, kaleb, dressed his animal crossing character up as tine in sarawat’s football jersey, so i had to include that.

Nuzzling up to Tine right before bed after a grueling schedule of school, music club, football practice, and running away from hordes of girls he’ll never spare more than a glance is Sarawat’s favorite part of the day. But lately, he’s felt like he needs to change the is to past tense.

Ever since Tine got that god forsaken game, he had been ditching their cuddle sessions. Sarawat has tried burrowing into his side, giving him little kisses, anything to get Tine’s attention. But it’s always met with rejection.

“In a minute,” Tine says, curled on his side, facing away from Sarawat as he swirls the joystick under his thumb to move his character around the screen. “This fish is huge. It’ll get me tons of money for sure.”

That minute never comes. Sarawat subjects himself to wrapping around Tine’s back and hugging him close. It’s nice, but not as nice as it could be.

This has been going on for weeks now, and he’s had just about enough. It’s time to amend the situation.

…

Tine blinks at the spread of cardboard, plastic, and paper on the floor next to the couch before he turns his gaze to his boyfriend for an explanation. Too caught up in whatever he’s reading, Tine goes to investigate for himself.

What he finds is a game console with similar red and blue end pieces to his own. To the right is a video game box, decorated with all too familiar, colorfully animated characters.

“What’s all this?” he asks, because he’s genuinely taken aback. If he remembers correctly, Sarawat had shaken his head and scoffed at him when he was in this same situation only a few weeks ago. From that reaction, video games clearly didn’t seem to be his thing, especially when that video game was Animal Crossing. Or so he had thought at least.

“If you’re going to spend all of your time playing this game,” Sarawat says, nudging his chin in the direction of the box without looking up from the directions he’s reading, “then I’ll just have to join you. Now, can you help me set this up? Because I’ve been trying for the past thirty minutes, and I don’t understand what I’m supposed to do. They all just keep…squeaking at me. Why do they sound like that?”

Breaking into a smile, Tine sits beside him and takes the console from the coffee table. Leave it to Sarawat to take the phrase ‘go big or go home’ literally. But he won’t complain; it will be fun to play with him.

…

It is not fun playing with Sarawat. At least not yet.

While Tine had been imagining all the cute, virtual dates they could go on, he had failed to remember that Sarawat didn’t know how the very basics of this game worked. Teaching them to him has proven to be difficult.

“I don’t get it,” Sarawat says with a little huff, dropping his console onto his lap. “I line myself up with the fish, but I can never catch one. They swim away from me every time I pull my rod up.”

Leaning over to watch him, Tine giggles softly. “You have to wait for them to bite. See?” Holding his own Switch towards him, he drops his fishing rod into the ocean, waits for the fish to grab hold, and then quickly pulls out of the water. “See? It’s easy. You try.”

Sarawat copies him, and Tine can feel him holding his breath as he waits for the fish to grab onto his line. When it finally does, he practically slams down on the A button. His character presents a pretty standard fish, but it’s still an accomplishment.

He presses a kiss to Sarawat’s cheek and pulls back with a smile. “Knew you could do it. Go catch more; you’ll need them to open up your museum.”

The edges of Sarawat’s lips peak upwards as he continues about the game. Tine goes back to the room he’s decorating, only to be interrupted by, “Why do these bugs fly away every time I get close to them? They’re gone before I can catch them.”

Tine sighs; they’ve still got a long way to go.

…

“What is that?” Tine asks just as Sarawat is collecting the wood that dropped from the tree he cut down.

“What is what?” he asks, continuing the amount of soft wood he has in his inventory. Three more pieces, and he’ll be able to complete the swinging bench DIY he just received.

“That!” Tine stresses, pointing at his character’s swollen eye.

“Oh,” he says, paying him little attention as he goes to the next tree. “I got stung by wasps.”

“I know that. But why haven’t you gotten medicine for it yet?”

He finally glances at Tine from the corner of his eye. “Do I really need to?”

Tine dramatically throws his hands into the air, clearly offended by Sarawat’s outlook. “Yes, you have to! You’re going to look like that until you do!”

Smirking, Sarawat goes into the shop, completely bypassing the cabinet with medicine in it in favor of selling the shells he found. “So this is just one of your chic things then, huh?” He pauses to look at his character. “It doesn’t look that bad. He’s still smiling. Besides, scars are hot, right?”

“Not in Animal Crossing,” Tine demands. “If you’re not going to buy any medicine, I’m sending you some.”

“I won’t use it.”

“Saraleo!”

…

Tine’s jaw is dropped, and his eyes are bugged. “How?” he asks, truly astonished.

Sarawat looks to him innocently, pointing to the screen. “How, what? How did I get to the deserted island? I did what you told me to do. I took the ticket to the airport and gave it to the dodo bird and then–”

“Not that.” Tine pushes his hand out of the way to get a better look at his screen. He moves the joystick around until the lone inhabitant of the island – a grey cat with mismatched eyes – is in frame. “That. How did you manage to find Raymond on your very first try?”

“Is he really that special?” Sarawat asks, moving his character to get a closer look.

“He’s completely new to the game, so everyone wants him. He goes for hundreds of baht online. And of course with your luck you find him on the very first island you visit.” Under his breath, he mutters, “Unbelievable.”

Humming, Sarawat circles the cat once before moving to the opposite side of the island to gather branches. Alarmed, Tine grabs his arm. “What are you doing?”

“Getting materials?” Sarawat answers skeptically.

“Get them after you invite Raymond to your island!” he demands.

“I mean, do I really have to?” Sarawat asks. “He’s cute, but he’s only a cat.”

“If you don’t, I’m breaking up with you. That’s not an exaggeration; I will have my things packed and on my way to Fong’s by tonight.”

“Okay, okay, I’m inviting him!”

…

Seeing the little blue box above his mailbox, Tine goes to check it. Inside is a package from Sarawat and a note that says ‘wear it to give me good luck.’

Putting the package into his inventory, he opens it to reveal a piece of clothing. He changes into it, and it honestly shouldn’t surprise him so much to see his character wearing a white and black jersey.

He can’t help but shake his head and laugh. He doesn’t know what Sarawat could possibly need luck for in the game, but he keeps it on regardless.

…

“I can’t believe Wat bought a Switch to play one game,” Man says over their group call. “Playing Animal Crossing together. That’s true love.”

“Oh, yeah?” Tine asks, flickering Man a smirk before he goes back to the river he’s terraforming. “Why don’t you play with P’Type then?”

Man visibly deflates. “He said if he invited me to his island, I’d mess up all of his flowers. I promised not to run through them, but he doesn’t believe me.”

“I just can’t believe Sarawat managed to get every rare villager in the game,” Phuak says.

“And he’s already had three meteor showers!” Tine adds. “I’d be mad, but he gave me all of his star fragments. So I can’t complain.”

“All of them?” Ohm exclaims, looking at the camera with wide eyes. “He didn’t keep any?”

“Tine wanted to make that special wand that lets you change into different outfits, and I honestly couldn’t care less.” Tipping Tine’s face towards him with a finger beneath his chin, Sarawat smiles softly. “Besides, it makes him happy. That’s all I really care about.”

His boyfriend’s sweet gaze and the chorus of coos coming from his laptop send Tine into a deep flush.

…

“Wat,” Tine calls. The two of them are on his island, sitting together on the bench he put in his garden. “Thank you for this. I know it’s probably not your favorite way to spend time together, and I shouldn’t have even let it come to this. I shouldn’t have let the game take up so much of my time.”

Tine doesn’t expect the flick Sarawat gives his forehead, and he rubs at it with a pout. “Stop apologizing, tua woon wai and get a few things straight. I bought this,” he holds up his console, “because I wanted to. You do plenty of things for me, and I’m doing this for you. That’s what boyfriends do.” He leans down to press a kiss to his shoulder. “And if it makes you smile, then that’s all the better.”

Tine pushes him away shyly, taking up his console again. “Come here. Take a picture with me.” He centers the camera and snaps a few shots of the two of them on the bench, soft bamboo lights illuminating the background.

Sarawat is already fast asleep when he puts the game down. Before he slips under the covers with him, he posts the pictures to his Instagram with the caption, ‘wouldn’t want to experience island life with anyone else.’

[crue-sixx]

Kitty Blocked

Title: Kitty Blocked

Author: tiddly-winx

Fandom: The Dirt (Motley Crue Movie)

Summary: Your cat is adjusting to your boyfriend Nikki.  Based on the headcannon where the reader's cat keeps cock blocking Nikki while at your apartment.

Warnings: Swearing, smut and kitty antics.

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You only had been dating Nikki a few months, always hanging out at his place whenever you could and then going on dates with him.  He had asked you about going to your place for a nice meal in and cuddles on the couch, and you agreed that it was time to invite him over and introduce him to your Maine Coon, Petey.  You had made a small eggplant parmesan for the two of you and Nikki with a side of garlic bread and a cheap wine.  When he knocked, you let him in with a big hug and a deep, loving kiss.

Petey had come out of his hiding place to see who the newcomer was, smelling that it was a human male.  He trotted up to Nikki and sniffed his fingers, trying to gauge if he was a hostile force.  "Nice cat" Nikki pet his head and he purred into it "He's huge!"

"He's a Maine Coon" you smiled "its in his breeding to get so big.  Some people use them for hunting small game" Petey rubbed himself between your legs and you bent down to pet him "but I just wanna love him like he's my baby!"

Nikki laughed to himself, thinking the scene was terribly cute.  After dinner, you and Nikki sat on the couch watching a horribly acted thriller and provided commentary for each other to laugh at.  When you calmed down from a giggle fit halfway through, he got that look in his eye and a sudden heat passed through you.  He leaned in for a make-out session, which was quickly turning into something more.

Soon he had you shirtless underneath him and he was attacking your breasts with his hands and mouth.  You let out some sighs and moans of pleasure.  He came back up to kiss your lips and neck, reaching his hand under your skirt to play with your pussy.  You could feel his hardness against your thigh, but were surprised when he stopped all movement. "Nikki, what's wrong?"

"He's staring at us..."

You quickly covered yourself with your hands, thinking that there was a peeping tom looking inside while you were getting busy.  "What?!  Where?!"

"The cat..." Nikki locked eyes with the feline, who had been staring at you two the whole time.  Petey was perched on the arm of the chair right by your heads, looking in bewilderment at what you were doing.

"Keep going babe" you encouraged Nikki, taking his dick out of his pants and stroking it.  He shivered, trying not to let the cat bother him.  But now that he knew the cat was watching them, he felt like he was being watched from all sides.  The cat let out a long Mmmmmrrrrrr sound and the mood was dead for him.

"Sorry, Y/N" he let you up and he put his dick back in his pants.  "I just can't keep going if I know he's watching us..."

"Nikki, its a cat" you said, frustrated that you didn't get off "It's not like he knows what we're doing" the mood was killed for you too, so you put your top back on.

"He's staring right into my soul..."

You softened, offering "You're a new person to him, Nikki.  He just wants to make sure you won't hurt me" you turned his head and kissed him gently "all you gotta do is come around more often and he'll get used to you" you showed him out and apologized.  He kissed you before parting ways, and made plans with you for the following week.

When the next date night came, you rented a few movies from Blockbuster and made popcorn.  After you were done with the videos you had gotten, things got very heated very quickly.  But before Petey could sit and watch you two doing the deed again, Nikki carried you to your bedroom and shut the door.  You both quickly stripped off the other's clothes and you were going down on him, while he fingered your wet cunt.  Then you both heard a soft scratching at the door.

That was easy to ignore. but the loud obnoxious yowling wasn't.  You tried to keep going but the neighbors on both sides of you started pounding their respective walls "Y/N!  SHUT THAT FUCKIN' CAT UP!"

You banged back and shouted "MIND YOUR OWN FUCKIN' BUSINESS!"

Nikki was now getting annoyed "Cant we just put him outside?!"

You looked at your boyfriend in disbelief "You want to put my cat outside in the elements?!"

"If it means we can fuck, then yes!" he shouted at you.  He put his clothes back on and opened the door to leave when Petey launched a jump attack and began clawing at Nikki's face.  You pulled the cat off him and put him in the bathroom while you tended to Nikki's wounds.  Thankfully they weren't too bad because the lease required you to get his front claws removed to minimize damage to the apartment.

"Oh my God babe I'm so sorry!" you were cleaning him up, the look of complete and utter annoyance on his face.

"That cat fuckin' hates me Y/N" he put it bluntly.

"No he don't" you responded, putting some neosporin on the scratches.

"Look what he did to my face!" he pointed to it, and you secretly found it a little funny.

"Well, you can sleep here tonight and in the morning, I'll make you a big breakfast to properly apologize" you left Petey in the bathroom the rest of the night, the mood for sex having left but you two still cuddled while you slept.

You made sure to wake up before him to make breakfast.  The smell of eggs and bacon woke him up soon enough.  He did his normal routine of taking a piss right when he woke up, then walked into the kitchen where you were cooking.  He was surprised at first seeing you wearing an apron-and ONLY an apron.  He came behind you and hugged you first "Smells good Y/N"

"It's almost ready" you giggled as you turned off the stove and put the food on the plates.  After the fire was off, he turned you around and lifted you onto the counter.  He was at your throat undoing the apron as you playfully objected "The food'll get cold!"

"Then let it, babe" he spread your legs and left little love bites on your thighs "right now I have to eat something even tastier than breakfast..." he dove right into your folds, licking you like a man on a mission.

"Nikki..." you sighed, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling.  He loved it when you did that, so when you were good and wet he came up for air and pulled his dick out, rubbing the head on your opening.  "For fuck's sake Nikki stop teasing me!"

He chuckled "Alright baby" he slowly entered you only getting a few thrusts in when he felt something fuzzy rub against his leg.  He did his best to ignore it, and tried to get a little rougher in his thrusts.  The damn cat started screaming for attention again. He cursed his own stupid self for not closing the bathroom door after he was done taking a leak.

He lost the mood again and said "That's it Y/N!"

"What?!" you shouted back.

"It's either the fuckin' cat, or me!" he gave you the ultimatum and without a second thought sent him to the hallway and tossed his stuff out.

That night at his own apartment with his friends, he told them about the whole situation and they all looked at him disapprovingly "You told her to choose between you and a pet she's had for a long time and she adores?" Mick asked, raised eyebrows.

"Dude" Tommy said, taking a swig of beer "All you have to do is bring it some cat treats and catnip toys and he'll mind his own kitty business!"

"You sound like you have some experience in this department, T-Bone" Nikki perked up "What happened?"

"So this girl I'm trying to bang had a cat, and it wouldn't leave us alone.  So I started giving it treats and catnip so it'll mellow out and it worked!"

The next day, Nikki showed up at your doorstep with flowers and an apologetic look on his face.  "Babe, what I said was so shitty.  I'm sorry" you let him in and Petey jumped on the couch to see who it was.  He seemed unimpressed to see Nikki again, but the scent of catnip wafted toward him, leading to Nikki's pocket.  He had something else in there too-treats!

Nikki took both the desired items out and laid them in front of Petey.  You both looked on in awe as the cat took his new treasures and began to play with them.  "Looks like he's forgiven you" you said, smiling.

"So do you?" he looked at you a little worried that you wouldn't be so forgiving as the cat.

"Welll...." you teased "I did get a new shower mat yesterday.  If you want to help me test it out you're more than welcome~" you slowly slipped off your clothes, exposing your shoulder.

"Yes, ma'am!" he ripped off his clothes and followed you to the shower.  

You worked up a nice lather with the soap on your bodies and let the hot water rinse it off before you did anything.  He looked you over, the steam from the hot water adding to the hungry lust "Fuck, I need to be inside you soon..." his dick was getting hard just looking at you.

"Then let's get you hard enough to fuck me" you winked, getting on your knees in front of him and taking it into your mouth.  You started bobbing your head, then licking the shaft.  He was getting so loud the neighbors banged on the wall again.

"Y/N!  SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Since your mouth was full and it was very rude to talk with your mouth full, Nikki answered for you "I GOT SERIOUS BLUE BALLS OVER HERE!  LET US FUCK!" then you deep throated him, him releasing his load in the very back of your throat.  You swallowed everything he gave you, before gently lifting you up and pinning you against the wall and lifting your leg.

"Holy shit Nikki you came so much but you're still this hard?" you were impressed.

"Well, when I let it build up like this, it's hard for me to get satisfied quickly" with a grunt he entered you and assumed a steady slow pace.  "Oh fuck Y/N you feel so warm...like your pussy's hugging my dick..." he began kissing you, brushing a thumb against your nipple.

"Nikki..." you breathed, getting close to your high "I love you..."

"I love you too, Y/N" he grunted, his thrusts getting faster and sloppier.  "Where do you want my load?" he pulled back to look you in the eye, both of your faces flushed with desire.

"Inside me..." you pleaded "Please..."

He let out a loud roar as he came inside you, pulling you closer to him with each pulsating jerk of his cock.  You came soon after, prolonging both your orgasms by a blissful few seconds.  After a few breaths, he backed up and watched his seed flow out of you and down the drain.  "Oh my God Y/N" he brushed the wet hair from your face "that was the best sex I've had in a long time..."

"Me too" you agreed, the two of you just stood there, embracing each other a few more moments before getting out and drying off.  It was then you realized that the cat hadn't even bothered to see what you were up to.  When you went to check on him, Petey was contently playing with his new mouse toy Nikki had gotten him. "Well would ya look at that?"

In his head, Nikki made a mental note to thank Tommy in anyway the younger man wanted him to for that bit of advice.  Nikki started coming over more often with toys and treats, Petey had trusted him with his human so that when they were doing the do he left them alone.  But anytime other than that, he demanded pets from both his humans. 

[non-binary-royalty]

1-170. :~}

youre lucky i love you

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?

i’m alright with my height, i’m average

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)

a french bulldog

3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?

i usually wear a video game/pop punk band/power rangers shirt with jeans and sneakers. if i need a haircut i’ll wear a beanie or snapback

4: What was your favorite video game growing up?

sonic on sega genesis

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:

i think about you, me, and my dog tbh

6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

caution: anxious piece of shit

7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?

u done goofed

8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]

melancholic gee what a surprise

9: Are you ticklish?

yes very

10: Are you allergic to anything?

basically everything outside

11: What’s your sexuality?

pan i guess

12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?

coffee, then tea, and then cocoa

13: Are you a cat or dog person?

both

14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?

vampire

15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?

i don’t have a favorite youtuber per se but i really like braille skateboarding, green beetle, and db knives

16: How tall are you?

5′6

17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?

probably alexander

18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

around 210, which i’m working on changing

19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?

yes

20: Do you like space or the ocean more?

neither

21: Are you religious?

no

22: Pet peeves?

my biggest pet peeve is when people touch my stuff and don’t put it back properly and when someone finishes the rest of something without asking anyone else if they want any

23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?

nocturnal

24: Favorite constellation?

tbh i don’t have one

25: Favorite star?

also don’t have one

26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?

fuck no

27: Any phobias or fears?

basically everything

28: Do you think global warming is real?

yes

29: Do you believe in reincarnation?

i honestly don’t know

30: Favorite movie?

chicago

31: Do you get scared easily?

very

32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?

7

33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]

0/10 ;)

34: What is a color that calms you?

black or grey

35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?

i’d like to live in a scottish moor or something similar

36: Where were you born?

worcester massachusetts 

37: What is your eye color?

very dark brown

38: Introvert or extrovert?

introvert

39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?

i don’t know tbh

40: Hugs or kisses?

both

41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?

you

42: Who is someone you love deeply?

i don’t really know how to answer this 

43: Any piercings you want?

i wanna get a cartilage piercing and i want my nips pierced

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?

yes very much

45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?

yep

46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!

nope

47: What is a sound you really hate?

chewing

48: A sound you really love?

campfires

49: Can you do a backflip?

fuck no

50: Can you do the splits?

also fuck no

51: Favorite actor and/or actress?

i don’t really have one

52: Favorite movie?

already answered 

53: How are you feeling right now?

tired and kinda sad

54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?

i like it the way it is

55: When did you feel happiest?

i don’t know. i felt really good while i was in love but idk honestly

56: Something that calms you down?

watching videos on youtube

57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

yeah like three

58: What does your URL mean?

it used to be a longstanding joke but i had to modify it to accommodate my gender 

59: What three words describe you the most?

anxious, tired, sad

60: Do you believe in evolution?

yes

61: What makes you unfollow a blog?

shitty opinions

62: What makes you follow a blog?

if they post stuff i like

63: Favorite kind of person:

someone who’s nice and accepts me for me and laughs at my shitty jokes

64: Favorite animal(s):

dogs, cats, bears, bats, basically every animal tbh

65: Name three of your favorite blogs.

yours, and i really don’t have any others tbh

66: Favorite emoticon:

the crossed swords

67: Favorite meme:

anything with a dog or cat

68: What is your MBTI personality type?

infj-t

69: What is your star sign?

aries

70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?

fuck no

71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?

my neck deep shirt with either black or grey jeans

72: Post a selfie or two?

hell no

73: Do you have platform shoes?

nope

74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?

i’m not interesting at all but i guess i can tell you all that i really like watching documentaries

75: Can you do a front flip?

nope

76: Do you like birds?

sure

77: Do you like to swim?

no

78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?

neither

79: Something you wish didn’t exist:

me

80: Some thing you wish did exist:

my love life

81: Piercings you have?

septum, used to have stretched ears, and had two piercings on each ear

82: Something you really enjoy doing:

watching videos and cuddling

83: Favorite person to talk to:

you

84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?

i thought it was a lot to take in at first

85: How many followers do you have?

1239

86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?

nope

87: Do your socks always match?

most of the time yes

88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?

yep

89: What are your birthstones?

diamond

90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?

i’d wanna be a wolf tbh

91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?

probably something dead

92: A store you hate?

walmart

93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?

one

94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?

fly

95: Do you like to wear camo?

no

96: Winter or summer?

neither

97: How long can you hold your breath for?

probably like fifteen seconds or something

98: Least favorite person?

myself

99: Someone you look up to:

idk

100: A store you love?

hardware stores

101: Favorite type of shoes

i love my stefan janoskis

102: Where do you live?

rhode island

103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?

neither

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?

i like obsidian 

105: Do you drink milk?

yes

106: Do you like bugs?

nope

107: Do you like spiders?

fuck no

108: Something you get paranoid about?

everything

109: Can you draw:

nope

110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?

i don’t know honestly, i don’t really like being asked questions about myself which is hilarious considering my current state

111: A question you hate being asked?

see above 

112: Ever been bitten by a spider?

i don’t think so

113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?

yes

114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?

cloudy

115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:

pass

116: Favorite cloud type:

the ones that look like clouds

117: What color do you wish the sky was?

idk honestly

118: Do you have freckles?

yes i hate them

119: Favorite thing about a person:

sense of humor

120: Fruits or vegetables?

fruit

121: Something you want to do right now:

die

122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?

sky

123: Sweet or sour foods?

sour

124: Bright or dim lights?

dim

125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?

not really tbh

126: Something you hate about Tumblr:

everything

127: Something you love about Tumblr:

the sense of camaraderie i guess 

128: What do you think about the least?

probably what i’m going to do with my life

129: What would you want written on your tombstone?

don’t worry about me, because i say that a lot

130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?

myself

131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?

i don’t really love anything

132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?

no

133: Computer or TV?

computer

134: Do you like roller coasters?

no

135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?

yes

136: Are your ears lobed or attached?

attached

137: Do you believe in karma?

yes

138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?

0139: What nicknames do you have/have had?

al, alex, allie, pinhead larry

140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?

probably

141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?

yes

142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?

i’d say i’m pretty shit so

143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?

giving

144: What makes you angry

everything

145: How many languages do you speak fluently?

just english

146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?

girls and nbs tbh

147: Are you androgynous?

i guess

148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:

my arms i guess

149: Favorite thing about your personality:

nothing

150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.

just you 

151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?

death

152: Do you like BuzzFeed?

i like taking the stupid quizzes and seeing the lists of cool/useless shit to buy

153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]

don’t have one

154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?

depends on who it is

155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?

also depends

156: What embarrasses you?

everything

157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:

also everything

158: Biggest lie you have ever told:

probably something about me being fine

159: How many people are you following?

870

160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?

114,727

161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?

0162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?

5628

163: Last time you cried and why:

yesterday, something my dad said to me

164: Do you have long or short hair?

short although it’s getting shaggy

165: Longest your hair has ever been:

a little past my shoulders

166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?

i have neutral feelings because sometimes people just need to believe in something to feel safe/happy and if it doesn’t hurt anyone else then i don’t mind

167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?

nope

168: Do you like to wear makeup?

nope

169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?

hell no

170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

mostly

[terselylove]

50 Surprisingly Simple Coping Mechanisms To Chase Away Anxiety  by January Nelson  1. A weighted blanket has done wonders for me. It feels like a giant hug. Add some calm acoustic music and about 30 minutes later I am 10x calmer. 2. Going in a bathroom and putting my hands under running water. 3. Confined spaces. It’s easier for me to calm down when my universe is very small. Even just sitting under a blanket can help. 4. Name 5 things you can see, 4 things you can hear, 3 things you can touch, and something you can smell and/or taste. Usually by the end of this your mind has drifted away from whatever anxiety I was having. Remembering to take a deep breath and long exhale helps too. 5. Draw a circle on a pad of paper then place your writing tool in the middle of the circle. For whatever weird reason when I’m not too far gone that actually helps a lot. It’s something my therapist told me a while back and I brushed it off but it helps calm me down. 6. My friend got me out of a panic attack pretty quickly by just having me focus on my hands. Placing them on the table, raising above my head. It re-centers your brain almost like a reboot because for me at least a panic attack is when my anxiety gets so high my brain short circuits and everything is in overdrive. 7. Taking a lap. When I feel like the walls are closing in, I excuse myself from wherever I am and go for a walk around the block to get fresh air and a little exercise. 8. Sleep. My psychiatrist helped me realize that when my anxiety is really bad that it’s related to how little sleep I’ve had. It’s as if my body is too tired to fight the anxiety. Recently when no matter how much sleep I got or xanax I took it still wouldn’t stop, I knew it was time for a daily med change. Just know that it can and will get easier. 9. I usually put on something that would make me laugh. A comedy show or something. I also put on a snuggly sweater or a bathrobe, so I feel comfortable and warm. But what really helps me out is being able to spend time with someone who gets it and will listen and then redirect me. Playing games with my friends has been good for that. 10. Focusing on tightening and relaxing every muscle in my body one at a time. 11. Crying. I know it sounds weird but its instant relief for me. You just gotta let it out. 12. I just think to myself: “But will I die?” The answer is always no. I may be anxious about something, but I know I can get through it. It helps. 13. Here’s a trick you can try. Hold onto the most anxious thought you got in your head right now, and keep asking that thought in your head “so what?” and let that thought constantly explain itself until it runs out of air. For example: “What if your former classmates will mock you if they found out you still lived with your parents?” “So what?” “You’ll never move out of your parents home.” “So what?” “You won’t be able to date anyone properly if you live with parents.” “So what?” “You will die lonely and never experience true love.” “So what?” “If you won’t be loved, you’ll be miserable for the rest of your life.” “So what?” “That would be painful.” “So what?” “…?” “Good.” 14. Being creative, drawing, painting or doing something with your hands helps to take your mind off of what’s causing the anxiety and can be a helpful outlet for getting your emotions out in a healthy way as well. 15. Concentrating on my breath and breathing slowly seems to help me feel more in control of my body and its reaction to the situation. When possible it helps me to try to recall a really happy memory in as much detail as possible: where was I, in relation to what else, what was the weather like that day, what could I smell in that moment, etc. Stepping outside into cool/fresh air also seems to help as well. Anxiety is a bitch, but you certainly aren’t alone. 16. I carry a small rock in my pocket that i fidget with when I get anxious. 17. Remembering that feelings are temporary and whether it’s in a few minutes or hours or tomorrow, I’m gonna feel better than I do right now. 18. Walking and splashing water on my face help. Slowly drinking water helps (this one can be good for crying kids too! It’s hard to cry when you’re drinking and more water isn’t a bad thing.) Cooler air helps me too, for some reason. 19. I do two main things. One is acceptance of suffering, this just means that I accept I have no right to necessarily feel good all the time and suffering/worrying etc. Is part of life. The other is breathing… more specifically, I imagine there is a cup on top of my belly and I want to make it go up and down… this causes more stomach based breathing witch kinda opens my diaphragm more and helps me relax. 20. Square breathing. Out for 4. Hold for 4. In for 4. Hold for 4. Repeat until I feel better. 21. Writing out what I’m feeling. I have a google doc that’s basically an anxiety diary. I write out how I’m feeling, what I think made me feel that way (or simply that my heart is racing and I have no idea why, and that’s okay) and if it’s something I can brainstorm ideas to help, I do that. It’s something just for me so I can be as honest as I need to be. Getting my feelings out and in a place I can see it, contemplate it, organize it better than I could in my head, usually makes me better. 22. Rainymood.com IMO the best site on the internet. Brown noise like rain helps to block out sound and focus me on something. 23. Contextualizing. My therapist taught me to take a step back and try to identify what exactly was making me anxious, then ask myself why. If the brain triggers a fear response to protect you from “harm,” it must have some reasoning to think that response is appropriate. What past experience or knowledge is causing my anxiety to flare up? No trying to change the response, just trying to understand it. The process of analyzing my own reasoning for being anxious soothes my mind and usually reminds me that the world isn’t ending. This often helps to ground me a bit. 24. Kittens. Seriously though. I find cuddling up with one of my three cats can be really calming. Also, reading a book, although that may not be for everyone. 25. Physical puzzle games (like the Eno or a rubiks cube)! They give my brain something to focus on and solve instead of getting stuck in an anxiety spiral. Similarly, embroidery! Mostly just stuff you do with your hands that redirects your brain, I guess. 26. Swimming. I can force myself to focus on just one thing instead of all the things going wrong and might go wrong and should go wrong. The racing thoughts just stop and is replaced with various tasks for myself, ex. “For this lap, just focus on your arms and shoulders, focus on getting a long stretch. For this next lap, focus on just the push from your legs. Okay, your breathing and heart rate are elevated, slow backstroke this lap and just focus on bringing that back down.” 27. Watching a movie – usually fantasy or sci fi…something out of this world that I can focus my attention on. 28. Focusing on my breathing and then if that doesn’t work, physically stepping away/leaving the situation. 29. Focusing on my surroundings. See what colors are near you, shapes, textures. Listen to sounds. Notice the feeling of the air on your skin, the wind or your breath. Try to really notice the things around you. Do that for a good 30 seconds and it usually helps me calm down and makes the racing thoughts stop and gets my breathing back to normal. 30. UCLA free guided meditation audio links. 31. This doesn’t work if it’s unexpected but my anxiety increases hugely the week before my period. Every month I add notes to those days reminding me that it will get better and to breathe and it will pass etc. When I get really anxious I check my calendar and somehow knowing it’s me telling myself these things helps. 32. Not trying to fight it. I’m not sure this works for everyone but just accepting the situation I am in, bringing awareness to the fact that I have been there before and it will pass often helps considerably. It’s when I push back that I start to become manic, it’s much the same with my insomnia spells. Otherwise I just try to focus on my breathing and if there is an invasive thought I just let it ride it’s way through my mind rather than block it out. 33. Cold air or taking a bath. Talking to someone. Reminding myself that I’m in control of how I feel. 34. Music, and video games. Lots, and lots of video games. 35. I have a conversation with myself. I ask why I’m anxious, reasons why I should be anxious, reasons why I shouldn’t, why I’m afraid, how I should deal with it, etc. Then I just give myself a pep talk afterwards and give myself encouragement that everything will be okay and I’m doing my best. Sometimes it works but other times the anxiety is overwhelming so I just acknowledge it’s there and force myself to go on with my day and take deep breaths throughout and try not to get angry. 36. I wet myself with water and then fill a bottle with water and go outside for some fresh air and it helps a lot. 37. Sitting in the shower. 38. Going home. Sometimes it all gets too much and I just need to be in a safe place. Better than that though is being with my boyfriend. When I’m around him it’s as if my anxiety brain can’t match the warmth and love he gives to me. 39. Laying down and watching youtube really helps me personally. 40. Silence and holding perfectly still. The latter is complicated by the need for oxygen, so I breathe as slowly and with as little movement as possible. After a minute or two I can usually segue to deeper breathing and carefully controlled stretching, and then to normal movement again. 41. Say out loud what is causing me anxiety. “Driving through rush hour traffic is awful and is giving me anxiety!” Helps some how. 42. Blocking out as much sound/light/touch as I can do that there aren’t too many stimulants for my brain to freak out about. 43. Definitely deep breathing. Also trying to distract myself by doing basic stuff like counting things around me. 44. Xanax. I am sure I’ll catch a bit of hell for that but I have tried breathing exercises, therapy, SSRIs, CBD, meditation. But when an anxiety attack hits me, only Xanax and 10 to 15 mins by myself is all that works. 45. My wife’s heartbeat. There’s lots of little things that can help, but hearing that works the best. 46. Cleaning and organizing things/rooms. 47. Small, manageable goals. If I’m having a panic attack, I just have to accept that it’s happening and focus on breathing. It will always pass. If it’s looping thoughts or rising anxiety, I try to focus on factual positives. Things are rarely ever as bad as my brain would have be believe. 48. My big, 72-pound, rescue dog. It’s like he just knows when I’m having a hard time and will come lay with me… 49. Meditation and deep breathing. It sounds cliche, I know, but trust me it works. Learn it. 50. I know a lot of times when I’m feeling super anxious about something my brain just flips the “everything is terrible and going wrong and nothing is right” switch, and it’s just a downward spiral. Learning to just let myself feel every emotion, even if I know it’s just the anxiety talking has helped me work through the attacks. Validate yourself and your feeling, let yourself feel whatever your brain is throwing at you, and then when you’re calmer you can sort through the emotions. It’s helped me a lot.