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#its so embarassing but i laugh abt it now. if it helps i used to pronounce rhys as rice. which isnt much better
timothylawrence · 10 months
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ok i think i can be perfectly transparent and honest with yall.... but for like the first 5-6 hours of playing BG3 I pronounced Wyll's name Why-Ell.
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dizzybevvie · 3 months
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#im to embarassed to talk abt him but omg im gonna EXPLODE#cutest boy EVER in the world EVER EVER EVER#his cute glasses and his pretty eyes and his smile lines and crows feet and the way the hairs at the front curl into a heart shape#the way he sits and the way he stands and the way he talks to his family and the way the big t shirts he wears sits on his waistband and#hes insecure about his body and his acne but hes literally so gorgeous I have no idea why he is#goddddd cutest boy in the worldddd i like him so much it makes me feel sick#at prom (26th june) he tied some loose fabric around my wrist and its still there now#his jeans i see him wear all the time cus theyre his favourite like he has favourite jeans im àaaaaaaaaaa#the way he throws his head back when he laughs and the specific “ha-HAA” laugh he does when he isnt expecting it#his stupid chai latte that he really likes#how he always has to say goodnight 3 times before he stops talking#how he uses the purple heart emoji rather than the regular ones#i had a dream once that we were laying in my bed when everyone was asleep just whispering and giggling and he left in a hurry back to-#wherever he was staying and we were laughing and when the door clicked behind him i just felt so light#UGH HES SO CUTE#his big dramatic expressions and how everything becomes a story#the stupid facial expression he pulls where his tongue goes out and hos eye brows arch when he makes any kind of dance move#the way he giggles when hes about to make a joke#(richie tozier voice) CUTE CUTE CUTE#omg his VOICE. oh my god. oh my god. oh my god man. oh god. help me. god be with me. please.#hes playing troy bolton rn so he keeps singing HSM and im just AAAAAAA I CANT. I CANTICANTICANT#the way his instinct is to grab my wrist/lower arm/hand whenever anything happens#OAIAHAUAGAH GUYS. GUYS I WILL NOT SURVIVEEEEE#his eyes are like. slanted? idk how to describe it but theyre lower on the outside and theyre soooooo gorgeous#ughhh both his eyes and hair are like so-dark brown theyre nearly black and its so fucking pretty i cant do this#at prom i had to lean in to talk to him & vice versa and at some point we were sat towards eachother with his legs kinda like barricading-#mine yk. ugh. he was so sweet and so cute the whole time. like helping me walk in the heels and opening doors for me and following me around#UGHHHH I CANT. GUYS. HELP.#☕#beverly says stuff
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bimb0beee · 3 years
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hi :) i had a dream abt sero & here we are !!!
MDNI ‼️‼️
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sero x y/n
warnings: sero hanta. come eating? very small, sero is kinda mean, one mention of sir, fucking against a window, pet names? angel, princess, sweetheart & puppy. uhhhh idk what else to put 😵‍💫
i hope you like it 😪💕
There is nothing that pisses Sero off like rude reporters. Reporters, who he knows would never be able to do what he does. Most of the time he can keep his temper in control. Not today, though. It's been a very long day. All he wanted to do was get home to you. But his agency made him go to a press conference. The nerve of these people.
There’s blinding lights, flashes, and too many fucking people. He grins and takes it. It's part of the job. It's been a long day. It was almost over with; he was almost scot free. Then, some stupid asshole reporter had to open his mouth.
“Cellophane! Cellophane! So… you’re in the top 10. We all can recognize that. Although, what’s it like knowing you’ll never be at the top?” The nameless reporter has a smug look on his face. Sero is going to fix that.
“Well, um. Sir. It’s funny you have the audacity to ask me such a moronic question; we both know you would never have what it takes to be here, in my spot. I’m not doing this to be the top hero. I'm doing this because I care about my country. Why do I need to be at the top to do that? I can obviously tell you’re just envious you’ll never be at the top. Fucking beautiful women, miles above the city. A real pity it is to be you, isn’t it?”
Sero laughs hysterically off the stage and makes his way home to you.
You were watching Sero’s press conference biting your lip anxiously. You know how rough his day was and how bad he just wanted to come home. You knew the second that idiot opened his mouth, Sero was gonna stop caring about saving face. You were so embarrassed when Sero talking about fucking women; you knew he was implying you. One of his favorite things to do in his penthouse high above the city was fuck you against the large window. It was scary. It was exhilarating. He loved knowing he could ruin you and none of the little ants below would ever realize what he was doing. He fucking loved it.
You were more bashful about it, but he knows how much you liked the adrenaline of looking down while he abuses your cunt on his cock.
Your body is tingling with anticipation. You’re getting everything all tidy for him. You want to do whatever you can to make his mood lift, even if it is a little bit. His dinner is warm for him and get him a nice, cold beer in hopes it’ll wind him down.
You hear him grumbling when he stomps through the front door and he looks so angry, so irritated. Then he sees you, standing by the table with a nervous smile on your face and all that anger melts away.
He smiles and makes his way over to you, “Hi, sweetheart. Did you miss me?”
you lean up to kiss him and whisper into the kiss, “I always do, Hanta.”
He kisses you a few more times before he tickles your neck with his mouth and you can’t really help the elated giggles you let out.
“Go shower, Hanta. You smell like you’re covered in sweat. Your dinner and I will be waiting for you to come back!”
“Of course I smell like sweat. I am covered in sweat.”
He stalks off grumbling. All he wants to do is hold you and kiss you. He supposes a quick rinse won’t hurt. After all, making you pleased is one of his favorite things to do.
You’re fussing with your phone when he comes out, a cute little furrow on your brow. He hates it. He wants to get rid of it. He wraps his big arms around you and grunts in your ear, “What are you doing that has you so worked up, princess?”
You yelped and threw your phone when you felt his arms encircle you.
“N-nothing, Hanta. It's nothing…”
He quirks a perfectly sculpted brow at you. “Yeah? Then why did you throw your phone? Are you being… naughty, puppy?
Your insides are vibrating in anticipation. “No, no. Of course not, Hanta. Someone just sent me an article about that asshole at the press conference and I didn't want you to see…”
He tchs at you. “Enough of that shit, princess. I don't want to deal with any of that bullshit for the rest of the night. Alright? I’ll deal with the consequences tomorrow, at the agency. Right now the only thing I want is…”
He's attacking your neck with such an intense vigor you can’t help but moan out.
“B-but, Hanta… your food is getting cold!”
He licks a stripe up your neck before nipping at it; making you squeal in response.
“Actually, I have everything I need in my arms right now.
He manhandles you so your ass is directly on top of his hard cock, “This is the only thing I need tonight, puppy. Are you going to be good for me?”
“Yes, yes sir. I'll be whatever you want me to be, Hanta.”
He groans at how good you are to him and presses your body down so he can watch himself rub his cock against your sweet, little ass.
“You look so good bent over like this for me, don’t you, princess?”
“Gimme more, Hanta. Please, missed you so much all day…”
He releases you from his hold and you're about to whine out for him to come back.
“Shut up. Go in the room and strip for me, yeah? Gonna make you feel so good, angel. Promise.”
You're dashing away from him before he can blink and he laughs loudly at your eagerness. You've always been such a good girl for him. It makes your heart beat faster hearing how happy you can make him just by listening to his instructions.
Sero waits a bit, smashes a bottle of water in the hopes it'll give you enough time to be stripped and waiting for him. He doesn't want to punish you tonight. Sometimes he enjoys it. But tonight, he just wants you to be his sweet, obedient little puppy. His cock throbs at the thought of you taking him like the good little bitch you are.
He slowly makes his trek to your shared bedroom, salivating at imagining what you look like waiting for him. It's even better than he could have hoped for. You're on your knees, in the middle of your bed wearing absolutely nothing with a sweet smile on your precious face.
“Baby… don’t you just look so pretty for me?”
“Yes, sir.”
God, he loves when you're like this. So sweet; so willing to please. To do whatever debauched thing he wants you to do.
“Come here, angel.”
You slowly remove yourself from the bed and walk so slowly over to him. Basking in the way his eyes trail all over your body.
He smirks devilishly down at you, “This all for me, puppy?”
You look away from his eyes with a sweet blush adoring your cheeks, “Of course, Hanta. It's only ever for you.”
“Place your hands against the window, sweetheart.”
You can’t do anything but obey. You're absolutely quivering in excitement. Sex with Sero is always such an exerience. He's always so good to you.
He drops to his knees and spreads your cheeks so he can see your cunt tighten around nothing.
“Wow, puppy. You're dripping. You're a nasty little thing, aren't you?”
There is no time for you to reply when you feel his face so close to your cunt. And he inhales. Fuck. its so embarassing but it always makes you so fucking wet.
He moves you up a little bit so you can feel his warm tongue on your clit.
He flicks his tongue on it before he's shoving it inside as far as he can get it. Just because he likes to feel you clench on it. He takes one of his fingers and starts softly rubbing your clit and the reaction is instant. You're clenching down so hard he thinks you're gonna trap his tongue inside you forever.
“M-more, Hanta. Give me more…”
Who is he to deny you when you're asking him so sweetly? He starts to rub figure 8’s onto your clit, putting only the slightest bit of extra pressure on it. It’s driving you insane. You want more.
“More, Hanta! Before I-”
And then he stops. Tears stream down your face when he moves away and you look down at him when you see the look on his face.
“What was that, puppy? Was that a threat? You're supposed to be my good girl, and here you are acting like a fucking brat. I was ready to devour your sweet cunt just the way you like it, but I guess I can't even do that. Such a shame.”
“W-wait, Hanta. I’m s-”
“Ah, ah, ah. Too late for apologies, sweetheart. I wanted to take my time, but I guess I'll just have to take what I want instead.”
Now, sometimes. You love when Hanta takes his time. When he builds you up, up, and up. And the other times, you love when he just takes what he wants with you. Does he make you come? Sure. but he makes himself come first. There is something so utterly, so undeniably sexy about your sweet, precious hero using you like a cock sleeve.
Youre dripping down your thighs, it’s a nasty mess and sero fucking loves it. He strips down to nothing and forces your body around so you're facing him. You look so cute and fucked out waiting for him to shove his fat cock in your pussy. You're biting your lip, looking at him up and down. Staring so longingly at his cock.
“What are you staring at my dick for? Acting like you don’t know I'm about to shove this whole thing inside you, huh, sweetheart?”
“You’re just so pretty, Hanta… I can't help myself sometimes.”
He chuckles at how cute you can be. Even when he's about to wreck your cunt.
Sero makes his way over to you; lightly grazing his hard cock around your soaking pussy lips.
“F-fuck, Hanta, you feel so good…”
“Yeah? Of course I do. It’s not about you right now though, is it, puppy?”
You blink up at him, unseeing. All you can think about is how nice his cock feels gliding against your pussy lips. He grabs one of your legs and puts it over his arm. You look so happy, so eager to please him it makes his tip drip with pre.
With no warning at all he slides his dick inside you as slowly as possible. You want him to shove it in rough, all at once. He knows this. Which is why he takes his sweet time. Watching your face twist in pleasure.
“Hanta, you're so big, please…”
“Can you shut up? For once?”
He grabs your other leg to go over his other arm and presses your back against the cold glass.
He’s unmoving. Feeling your cunt clench around him. Knowing how bad you want him to move. He doesn't give two fucks.
“I’m going to ruin you right here. Against this window. Above the world. This is my cunt, you know? I don't care how fast or hard you want me to go. I'm going to use you however I see fit. And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it, puppy.”
You clench down on him so tight he can’t help but let out a loud moan.
“You're disgusting, you know that? What kind of bitch gets off on the fact that she's about to be used like the whore she is. From a hero no less. You're nasty. Filthy.”
You whisper just loud enough for him to hear, “Of course I'm getting off to the fact that my hero wants to use my cunt.”
He slowly moves his hips, feeling the slick of your cunt. It glides so nicely around him he can’t help but fall in love with how good it feels.
“Such a nasty whore, taking my cock raw. You love it don’t you? Can you feel me, puppy? Can you feel me deep inside your guts?”
You can't think, you can't see. All you can do is focus on the feeling of him stretching you out to your limits. It feels so fucking good you might pass out.
You're drooling and he laughs at how fucked you look.
“I havent even done anything and youre dumb and drooling for it already? You're sick, puppy.”
He moves a little faster, and he can’t understand why it feels so good. Why does your cunt feel like heaven wrapped around him? He wants to obliterate your insides.
He walks you over to the bed without ever removing his cock from inside you. The way he is so strong that lifting you is nothing for him.
He throws you on the bed and you look up at him in confusion, wondering why his cock isnt nestled inside you.
He grabs you by the legs and yanks you over to him and enters you in one thrust.
He places your ankles on his shoulders and starts pounding you into the mattress.
He's moving in and out with such a brutal pace you're sure you're seeing stars.
“You love this don’t you? Love when I abuse your little cunt like nothing else matters? Love when I hit you so deep you can feel it in your throat.”
“Yes, yes, yes, Hanta. Love it so much, love your cock..”
“Yeah, puppy? Love when I fill you to the brim with my come, don't you? Want to be my little breeding bitch, don’t you princess?”
“Fuck, god, yes Hanta, please. Love feeling you come so deep inside me I cant even fucking reach it..”
“Yeah, princess? You love feeling it seep out of you, don’t you, angel?
You're sure you're trying to speak. It's coming out in garbled noise. He's hitting you so deep you're sure he's bruising your insides. It feels so good, his cock hits every spot it can. He's hitting your g spot with expert precision. You're clenching around him so tightly he’s sure he's going to burst at the seams.
He leans back to spit on your clit and starts rubbing it furiously.
“You gonna come for me, huh? Come on my cock like the good little bitch you are?”
You're about to moan out a yes, Hanta when he presses down just a little too hard on your clit and your eyes flash white. He keeps rubbing your it, keeps absolutely demolishing your cunt, extending your orgasm for as long as he can. He keeps going even after you're done, even after there are tears in your eyes telling him, “it’s too much, Hanta, too much” and he doesnt stop until he fills your cunt to the absolute brim with his come.
He collapses on top of you, completely exhausted from the day and his orgasm.
“Hanta,” you’re whining and smnacking him, “you’re heavy, get the fuck off before you kill me!”
He laughs at your indignant whining and slowly pulls out of you. He watches as you try to stop his come from seeping onto the bedsheets.
“Here, let me.”
And he pushes it all back inside you and grins wolfishly at the moan you let out.
“Hanta, please… let's go take a bath?”
He takes his fingers out of you and quirks an eyebrow at you waiting for you to open your mouth.
You do it obediently; sucking his come off of his fingers, making sure they're nice and clean like the good girl you are.
“Yeah, princess. We can do whatever you want.”
You smile so brightly at him, he's sure it rivals the stars.
“I love you, Hanta.”
“I love you more, princess.”
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tezzbot · 3 years
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appledash headcanons? i need more of them in my life tbh </3 [also i love the way you draw ponies,,, they're just so,,,, shaped and cool,,,]
i have been thinking a lot about dash moving in with the apples a lot recently, like her getting accustomed to their little traditions and like trying to like find her place in the household n stuff, maybe confiding in sugarbelle since this was a process shes already been through getting used to living w the apples?
i just like to imagine little domestic scenes like at night when its dark and theyre all in like. the living room or whatever just sitting together chatting, telling stories n jokes and stuff n its all cozy and warm, maybe the couples cuddled up on the couches, granny knitting or smth in Her Chair, and in the mornings when everyones getting up its like they all have to figure out how to weave in and out of each others way cus like, adding sb and rd to the house its more crowded than its been in decades and it ends up looking like some kind of weird dance up and down the stairs on the landing and in the kitchen lol
i also like to imagine they have a little like firepit maybe a little bit in the orchard behind the house and if they sit out there long enough it starts feeling like an at home camping trip... if youve ever been sat outside though sundown around fire you know the feeling qwq.. maybe aj brings out an instrument of hers and gives little personal apple chord performances or they do a little family singsong w tunes that have been passed down through generations apple to apple or she just mindlessly like lightly plays it giving a little bit of bg music
and then eventually, after getting used to her living there, when dash has to leave for however long for wonderbolts excursions her absence is absolutely felt, maybe the house is slightly quieter without her rowdy ass hovering around jokingly whining about all the work she has to do now lmao
and oh man having rds parents over for dinner or something would be a laugh and a half for fuckin sure omg everyone just swapping stories embarassing each other like families are supposed to do
i feel like dash would be good helping bring in the harvests, i dont think shed buck i dont think pegasi are built for that lol shed probably just fly from tree to tree and just shimmy and shake the apples down, i feel like sugarbelle would like help w the finances n stuff and do little bake sales in the ponyville market from time to time or maybe the cmcs take her stuff to the schools to help w funds to keep the farm going, though i think dash's celebrity paycheck would help cover anything that keeps them out of the red :P
god can you imagine how excited dash and aj would be to hear that theyre going to be aunts to big mac and sugarbelles foal,,, i feel like theyd be like omg congrats thats so cool :)!! but like in private theyre like OH MYG OD WE ARE GOING TO BE THE BEST AUNTS EVER IN THE WORLD fghgjgkhfhfg
ANYWAY sorry this got long and was more abt the apples as a unit rather than just appledash lmao i just have a lot of feelings about domestic shit it makes me so so so soft<3<3
and thank you so much!!! i love drawing the horses :P
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corysmiles · 3 years
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TINY BELOVED AU:D i love that name! Now angst abt feeling helpless bc i cant sleep and hurt/comfort is all ik. Tw for panic attack and hopelessness cuz i dont want anyone to be caught off guard:)
When they arrived at Tubbo’s home he ralized quickly that there was no easy way for him to use the restroom, and for the first few days until Tubbo’s dad hurriedly finds a tutorial online about installing tiny sized bathroom appliances, they drive Ranboo to the nearest public tiny restroom and he showers in Tubbo’s sink. Its incredibly embarassing and Ranboo feels like a burden the size of Alaska thats really the size of an unsharpened pencil. Theres so many things that have to be built and baught in his first week that he just wants to curl up and die, or at least go back home. Tubbo tries to assure him that its kinda his fault for not realizing Ranboo was small before hand, but that doesnt help his anxiety.
With every new thing Tubbo’s dad has to buy and everytime he has to facetime Tubbo to come take him somewhere he gets closer to a breakdown from embarasment and guilt. It all comes to a head when Ranboo asks for something from the fridge and Tubbo sets him inside it on the shelf with the item he wanted. Tubbo turned away to open a different container for their snack when Lani came into the kitchen. She shut the fridge on instinct apon seeing it open, Tubbo, destracted, didnt think of the consequenses.
Ranboo was horrified to see the door slamming closed and the light turning off. It felt a hundred times colder, and when the door didnt imediately open he had the horrible realization that he’d been forgotten. All he’d been trying to do was pick out what kind of sandwich meat he wanted and now he was going to die. He was too small to open a fridge door, too weak to take care of himself. Everything was so big, and he was so small. He’d never belong here, not with his friends. He’d always be the one that needed help getting from place to place and couldn’t even get a snack without help. He was overwhelmed and cold and sad and lonely and-
Light suddenly flooded the fridge and he was scooped into Tubbo’s warm hands. In his state of panic Ranboo didnt hear Tubbo’s desprate appologies and questions of his health.
“Ranboo! Are. You. Ok!” Ranboo flinched out of his panicked state and started crying. His teary eyes had preaviously made his eyelashes heavy with frost.
“I’m too small!” The outburst was sudden and strangled and scared but Tubbo was just happy he was talking.
“What do you mean? Lani shut the fridge on accident?” He heard her appologizing from the other side of the room but Tubbo quickly shoo’ed her out.
“She wouldnt have been able to if I was Human!” Tubbo cupped his cold friend in his hands and held him against his chest to warm him. And to hopefully ground him.
“Ranboo, its not your fault. We werent ready for you, but if you dont talk to me I can’t help make things easier. I know its hard but no one in this house thinks youre a burden, or useless. We just want your stay in a different country as easy as possible. It has to be scary, being so far from home in such a big house. But nothing you could ask for or need is bad. Please tell me when somethings wrong.” It was a long winded thing for Tubbo to say at one time, but his speaking grounded Ranboo and the reassurance helped him relax a bit.
“Thanks Tubbo. Im glad youre the friend that got stuck with me.” Tubbo chuckled at him but eventually let him go.
“How about you pick your lunch meat out here.” Tubbo said as he pulled the meats out of the fridge and onto the table for Ranboo.
They both laughed and Ranboo began to think maybe he’d get used to living with giants, and they’d certainly do their best to help him.
I got kinda lazy:( but i promise i love writing these its just 3am and writing is hard
-Im Brick btw:) if u wanna call me that
BRICK YOUR WRITING IS JUST !MUAH! CHEFS KISS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 💙💙💙
This is so amazing and I can’t get over the idea of Ranboo feeling guilty about how much they have to do for him. I cant even imagine how much it would hurt Tubbo to hear Ranboo constantly asking if it would be better if he just flew back home. All Tubbo wants is for his friend to be comfortable and safe, but the tiny won’t even tell him what to fix out of guilt. The last thing he wants is for Ranboo to feel helpless, but it takes them all a while to make the house safe for him
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gayspock · 4 years
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dont rb, dont rply
i jsut feel so fucking. miserable again ... i know i need to get a grip  - i know i fucking do - but its sos;df,opsdk. its always just............. man its humiliating isnt it just thinkign about how fucking pathetic u are & justjisdogjodigsd....  crying bc of WHAT now what . again crying bc u wish u were sth other thn just embarrassing . like THTAS embarassing man but09sjgjdsg ..... fucking hate urself so much but what does it matter even tht loses its fucking meaning & its just u fucking screaming and beating urself raw but that doesnt matter none of it is ever worth anything do u EVER just. like. idk im miserable again whats new wishing i had sth to live for fucking sitting around fucking rotting carcass as i have been for years and years and years and the longer it goes on the more there is to cry abt the worse and wors eand worse it gets . do u ever fucking think abt how all the problems youve had for years and years how none of them ever get fucking resolved ever how its always just this building fucking pile of bullshit and how you never feel better abt any of it it never goes away and it never heals it just sits there and youre not supposed to care any more  how ur still upset abt shit tht happened years ago . how none of it ever has any resolution how none of it ever gets any closure how it just hurts and then u have to forget abt it but u do bc you cant move on because theres nowhere to move on to there just isnt theres nothin out there . this stupid it gets better bullshit fucking horseshit people insisting theres more but its just more and more of this and . feeling worse and worse wishing u werte dead so fucking long ago because its just proving to urself more and more that u should have been dead feeling angrier with yourself for being alive being let down more and more and its like. again tht case of why am i alive yknow and i jsut. i havent done anything for years and im sat here staring at ppl i used to know and seeing how far theyve all gone and how different they all are and im still just alone and im still useless and im still as bad at everything as i once was and im no different no matter how much i try and its never worth anything in the end no matter how much u hold on but ppl keep insisting tht it is but it isnt and then u wonder whts wrong with me why wont any of it work for me why wont any of the stupid platitudes help why do they all just makeit worse and u realise its just the factof the matter yet again u rlly dont got shit yet again and its nothing tht big or grand like u wish it was it isnt anything more than the fact ur just fucking nothing and  idk. idk idk idk. u keep wishing u were sth after all theseyears after bothering & after like. wasting ur time being alive but all u ever do is prove evertyone who laughed at u right anf prove ur parents who hate u right and prove urself right for being insecure and theres never any . like. resolve and u never do feel better abt urself bc theres never anything and ur just miserable and the only difference now is u were miserable for longer and you had more and more failures and it seems u will continue to have more failures and i dont wn t to think abt tht i dont want to think abt where im going to end up in the end whenit gets even worse at this rate when i end up just fucking nowhere with no one and with no ambitions and no skills and nothing to live for and i still wont fucking kill myself because i cant do that right i cant do anything right and im just fucking completely and entirely lost and i rot,  properly, like i rot and die alone somewhere and its long and its painful and i dont know thts all i can see thts all i can imagine is just the day i fucking stop and lock myself in a room and turn the lights off and stop moving and  i dont think anyone would ever find me and i dont think anyone would ever care and i’d rot and die alone somewhere and i wonder if thts how it should be sometimes liek if thats right if  maybe the reason i dont kill myself is bc i know i dont deserve to go so quickly and i know theres noa ctual poetry to it none like tht i know im just being fucking stupidd and an idiot but god i dont know man  <3 i fucking . sick tired of it all and stupid fucking crisis team thinking abt moving me out of intensive care to longterm stuff thinking abt trying to fucking help me and i dont know why i keep going  i think its just because i want to see someone and talk to someone in some, very pathetic way wwhen i cant even speak and i cant even do anything and none of it helps and it makes it worse it makes it so much fucking worse and it reminds me of all the other shit that makes me more upset and makes it worse again and why does everything just dig it deeper why cant any of it just fucking help and do you ever . been thinking alot about fucking [redacted] recently as fisgustingly  as tht is and how genuinely infuriated i am bby half tht shit STILL even 2-3 years later thinking abt how . gggod i dont eeven need to fucking. idk why the specifics matter whn its all the same fucking shit in the end but i dont knowman i dont know man i fucking wish i wasnt just a fucking hopeles  case i fucking wish i had a life i fucking wish i had some sort of reason to be alive i wish i felt like i had some worth i wish i wasnt just a failure and i wish there was some sort of home i hadd or wishing for some sort of catharsis, something that felt like some good, even if it was just . a fucking hobby but all of it hurts all of it makes u miserable and sad and upset  & theres no release theres no fucking help with the pressure and all u do after years and years is still make fucking stupidd text posts crying to urself and its all just wishing for something over and over again and wishing for forever and it never happening and me being an idiot and crying and its all always been the same shit and i jsd098sdg8dssfgds. im tired man im tired of just hating myself and feeling lonely and feeling stupid and feeling ugly and disgusting  and unloved just begging for respect and why is tht all i ever am and why am i only ever defined by negatives and never anyhting good andi dont know im ramblingg i whined of it already  i jsut feel sick and im doing tht stupid shit tht i KNOW upsets me im going thru those stupid fucking  things and i remember i used to fucking . do some stupid stupid shite like cut myself for every time i saw some fucking empty platitude that resonated hollow as a reminder that it all fucking sucks and on one hand god bless my edgy 15 yeear old self on the other hand ive caught myself on the brink of doing that nonsense again jsut to fucking. god i dont eben know wht at this point fucking . dont u ever just get angry at ursself angry for being alive still fucking . genuinely violently . angry kind of nonsense jesus CHRIST you know nad i dont know im thinking of all the shit ppl would say to me right now and how all of it makes it worse how theres never anything concievable  thts ever going to make any of this better &thinking abt how. fucking man at the crisis team was asking me wht would ur world look like if i could be what u wanted it to be and just fucking being on the brink off tears bc it wassupposed to be positve he was asking it positibely but jsut.  i dont know i just want it all gone i dont eben wnt anything i dont fucking want anythinglike. bro im being crackhead tonight
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rint4rous · 5 years
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meeting the parents: karmelle
(this is so long hhhh)
karma met the (step)mom first
he already sorta met her in the summer trip since she was one of the assassins in the hotel
but they properly met when he comes over anielle’s house after school
as anielle unlocks the door karmas ready for her little siblings running up to her and welcoming her home and saying hi to him
but to his surprise its a woman with her arms crossed thats there when they walk in
wowie ! its arime kiriya !
anielle seems unbothered and ignores that her mom looks mad as shes taking off her shoes
“didnt know youd be home today”
“daichi says you skipped training for a week again.”
“daichi says a lot of things especially about me, probably to stray you from the fact hes failing one of his classes”
theres a screech from the kitchen
“?!!???!! SHES LYING DONT LISTEN TO HER”
arime just sighs, shaking her head
meanwhile karmas standing there like …?? um ok
as hes taking his shoes off, arime notices him
“oh, the boyfriend.”
ani: um??? no??? hes not??? my boyfriend???
“this is karma,,,”
“is he staying for dinner??”
karmas kinda panicking and his Respecful Mode is ON
hes not really intimidated, she just seems like a ‘normal’ mom to him but at the same time ..
this .. arime kiriya might be a pro assassin but before that she’s still anielle’s mom
he doesn’t really care about first impressions
so he has no idea why hes worrying now
“i usually do, unless you don’t want me to??”
“oh no no i would have insisted you stay if you said no”
anielle grabs karmas wrist
“call us down when foods ready”
shes dragging him up the stairs
she lets go of his wrist when they got in her room and shes like
“yeah um,, thats my mom,, i didnt know she would be home”
“shes different from what i expected?? from the trip she seemed more intimidating”
“oh shes actually pretty nice ?? we get in playful arguments sometimes but yeah even though shes not always at home she tries her best”
dinner time !
anielle said they werent together but arime could tell that even tho they werent tgt yet there was something there
arime asks karma a few questions as they’re eating and when karma answers, his tone’s polite and tame
anielle notices this
she finds it a little amusing, but honestly cute more than anything
when karma goes home arime says
“he seems like a good kid. you like him?”
ani, blushing: ?!??!!?! n-no
arime: ok sure
after that karma sees arime whenever shes home
he usually comes over anielles house so
but on the times that ani doesnt come home with karma, arime invites him for dinner
he says yes every time
arime always refers to him as the boyfriend though
not your boyfriend, but THE boyfriend
“you gonna invite the boyfriend over?” “how’s the boyfriend?” “ask the boyfriend if he wants to eat dinner with us”
anielles like please stop calling him that (1) he isnt my bf and (2) even if he was it sounds so weird and lame
(when karmelle start officially dating though she refers to him as karma)
karma eventually gets comfortable that he drops the Timid Tone and starts talking like himself
arimes not shocked at the change
HHH she looked thru the poor kid’s records and looked him up after they met because she has to know abt him if hes gonna end up with her daughter so she knew abt his personality and was waiting for it to show
arime’s honestly amused by him but she likes him and still thinks hes a good kid
he gets invited to their training sometimes
and sometimes gets to spar with arime he almost beat her once
as for ani’s (birth) mom, karma goes with anielle to the cemetery whenever she asks for mental support because sometimes it gets a little too much for her
the first time he went was after the incident with shiro
anielle wasnt planning on bringing him, but he insisted
he couldnt leave her alone, not after the emotional torture shiro put her through
when she broke down in his arms, he knew coming with her was the best decision, even if she didnt like the idea at first
the dad .. he met him three months after arime
karma knew that he was in the ministry of defense and is friends with karasuma, but was dealing with things overseas
thats all he really knew, he was expecting someone like karasuma
karma and ani were just playing a game tgt
then they hear the doorknob rattling ?!??!?!
out of instinct, anielle grabs the gun she keeps under the sofa hjgfhjksd
shes walking slowly towards the door gun in hand
the door opens
“i swear to god yuto i told you to stop doing that.. stop trying to scare the kids and open the door anielles gonna accidentally shoot you one of these days” arime scolds him as they walk in
yuto just laughs
anielle drops the gun and runs to hug her dad,, she hasnt seen him in months
“see! she had a damn gun ready!” arime sighs, pulling their luggage in
she sees karma “oh hi karma!! how you been?”
“good,,”
“so you’re karma? are you gonna join us for lunch?”
karmas like this is like meeting arime all over again
man he never thought his Respectful and Polite Mode would make a comeback but here he is
HHH karma: no fear
yuto: hi
karma: one fear
“yes sir”
anielles trying so hard not to laugh,, she cant believe karma just called her dad SIR HRKHHKJJKH
she and arime are silently snickering together while karma sits there as yuto studies him
“i’ll go start making the food,,” arime heads to the kitchen
“elly, go help your mom”
karma and anielle knew it was to get karma alone with him,, ani doesnt argue and goes to the kitchen
“arime and karasuma told me a lot about you.”
“oh”
yuto asks karma questions, but they arent Extra ykno
hes not Overly Protective, but hes more protective of ani because out of the two oldest, he knows anielle was affected by their mothers death most and took longest to get over it
he just wants to get to know karma
after arime karma was expecting the dad to be like her except more strict and intimidating but
for arime, it took two months for him to drop the timid tone
for yuto, it took an hour
hes still answering politely, but now hes including some snarky remarks as a joke and is talking in his usual tone
arime calls them for lunch
they all talk while eating and karma could tell the dad likes him too
hes just happy he got both of anis parents to like him
anielle met karmas parents like two weeks after graduation,, meaning karmelle are tgt now
she decided to tag along when karma went to the airport when they were coming back from a trip
he said they were coming back for a bit to spend time with him and to congratulate him for graduating
anielle didnt really know what to expect
shes looking at her phone when she hears a “karma!!!!”
she looks up and sees a woman waving at karma and a man beside her
as they’re approaching, his mom notices anielle beside him
“oh you came with... your girlfriend?”
“hi, i’m anielle!” ani greets. “i hope i’m not being a bother by being here?”
“not at all! i didn’t know our karma had a girlfriend?? since when??”
“we haven’t been together for long, but we met during our second year,,”
his mom turns to karma, “you dont tell your folks anything nowadays”
karma just shrugs
anielle shares brief greetings and conversations with his dad, the mom talks more
they dropped off their things and anielle stays for an hour and leaves so they can settle in
she gets invited to eat out with them the next day
(bruh all of these involve eatinf i am so original)
she gets to really talk with his parents
karmas mom jokes around like “our problem child managed to get himself a girl!!! he’s a real handful, isn’t he?”
anielle laughs it off, “hes tiring to deal with sometimes, but i manage. you learn to have patience with him”
karma: Bruh
ani came over sometimes, and she got to know the parents better (and vice versa, they just dont know shes a hitman)
they really like her, she keeps karma in check and they think she brings out the best in him,, shes reckless and chaotic just like karma but if she needs to, shes able to stop karma from doing stupid things and he actually listens so
his parents arent the kind that are like “wanna see karmas baby pics” to embarass him hes thankful
after a month they leave again
ani got their numbers, and the mom texts her from time to time to check up on karma (and her !!)
(karma doesnt know this)
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wordsbyexo · 5 years
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jm: expliration dot is ending and so is 2019. its been 15 years since i entered sm. um... jm: half of my life has been spent here. thank you so much for spending my 20s with me. uts also our exols youths right? i heard that if u have a dream its forever your youth. thank you for spending yiur youths with us. jm: it hasnt been 10 years since our debut but, (couldnt hear) we got many daesangs during the 8 years, there were many happy times. ofc there were many times we were hurt but, i think the happuness was 10 times more. bh; youre cool~ jm; so...we're still young. in the future, even when we're in our 30s or 40s, i'll continue dreaming. i will dream with you and hope you dance with us. i hope you keep being ith us. jm: lets be tgt from now too ok? (he's crying) jm: ppl say nothing lasts forever but i think exo and exols are forever. lets love forever. ok? jm: not inly eris here, pls tell this to all the other eris in the wirld. we'll love forever and be tgt foreverm ily. we are one, exo lets love. jm: i said everything i wanted. bh: wow it was so touching really. jm: i think its great we have baekhyun. i always talk abt deep stuff. baekhyun always thinks positively so im very thankful. our sehunnie is the maknae but he's always strong for us. jongdae is always good as a person. he is rly the most kind person among everyone i know jm: and kai... (theyre all crying) he's always sexy and tough on stage but he's the most sensitive out of all of us. mord than sehun. jm: our cy is... just.... the video itself explains it. he just helps the overall mood. he's the happy virus. not only our memberd, our fans, staff etc always laugh and cry bc if cy. i want to say tq to cy. im sorry for not being the best hyung. thank you bh: suho is rly a good leader. you know when u see us crying right? he's rly a good leader. sh: i wont say anything long. he's the best leader. the best. jm: i think the members are gonna say things to me later haha. we wanted to end 2019 happily smiling. but cy's video was the start if all this (emotional) bh: the members rly have good hearts. dont u thik so? the members dont rly say ily or thank yiu to each other. bc we're all si close and it gets embarrassing. jm: its like saying that to your families. its embarassing. bh: i love you mom and dad~ jm: we ended 2019 well so now u can gi back and end the year with ur famillies. haply new year and i hope you are healthy and happy. exo isnt only here but will alsi go to your world. we'll finish with angel. thank you! chen: ily eris!!  jm: i love all of you!! bh: byeee jm: with exols, everywhere is heaven. we exo are always in your hearts. keep looking forward to us. bh: 9:24, we'll always rmb this moment (2013mama imitation) jm: exol happy new year cy: happy new year everyone!!! jm: 2020 will be filled with good things chen: goodnight exol~ cy: lets see each other soon! bh: i love you suho hyung!!! better translation: https://twitter.com/fabaekhan/status/1211998113742802944 credit: fabaekhan
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idkitshiro · 7 years
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10:43 PM October 1. 2017.
late night walks around campus i have no destination, no where to go.  4th year failure..all these people who know my name and it feels like i havent made a single close friend.. .maybe i just dont know what having friends really means.every1 has so many different interpretations but after all these times i dont seem to be able to socialize with the people around me.no matter how friendly, kind, funny, i beeverytime i run into some1 ik and im by myself i feel so embarassed and ashamed as they wonder why am alone. and i makeup a dumb excuseand laugh it off.I dont want ppl to see me by myself ,i dont want them to know how depressed, how much of a loner i actually am. i buy food, find a place where its not too busy and ithink abt what to do. in my bones i cant think of anythibg i want to spend my last drip of time into. i had one close friend where i felt so comfortable being around. felt i could hundred percent totally trust, just understood each others humor so well, and even when it was quiet i didnt feel anxious or so nervous. i always thought having a close friend meant having someone like that. I wonder now whether the close friends ppl say they have was anything like what I used to share. im left skeptical about everything. the future , and everything in the present moment right now. there are times where I can smile and laugh and not have to think or worry about anything around me. i keep asking myself is there anything i can do, anything that i can change about myself that i fix these deep feelings of loneliness. i wonder if im just not compatiable with people in general. that when i run out of things to say or i start to stumble on my words ppl will realize maybe i am not so much like them. i dont know how to get closer with people. what do they even seem to talk about.. i cant show these feelings to any1 and its so damn hard to know who are good people to tell or how. even then, then what? how can they help me.. even if they were somehow to understand all these heavy sinking feelings i think.. for a moment.. that the only best i can do is experience another day, give another try in tomorrow. theres 
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