#like I want to use it to relax bc I’m stressed but I can’t DO THAT IF ALL IM FEELING IS INTENSE PAIN

[kierancaz]

Does anyone else get random pains in like the side of their neck and down into their shoulder ??? Just like randomly ?? And not just a shock of pain like it just shows up out of no where but then it just lingers.

Also on a similar note does anyone just feel like a whole bunch of neck and shoulder pain when they get high ??? Like normally I don’t feel neck pain or shoulder pain regularly but if I get high it’s there for hours. Like until the high wears off and it’s so bad that it makes me want to cry and it’s hard to hold my head up and no matter what I do, even if my head is resting back of I’m laying down flat, nothing helps. Does anyone else experience that and know a way to get it to stop ????

[seventh-district]

i’m not like other girls, my “Rest” stats are a heart rate of 110bpm and a HRV of 14 fucking milliseconds. :)

[amandabbbbb]

summary: rafe who protects maybank!reader from luke bc jj is too busy finding gold to protect his sister

tw: parental abuse, mention of drugs, rafes sweet but kinda demanding

word count: 526

you covered a shift working at the wreck because kie could never be bothered to take a shift at her dad’s restaurant, too busy running around the island trying to find whatever gold bullshit that john b has got your brother’s friends and him hung up on. you call jj, overwhelmed from the morning of dealing with your father luke’s fit of rage.

“are you gonna be home tonight? dad just bought a bunch of drugs from barry’s and i don’t want to be alone. i’m scared.”

“sis, you know i love ya, but do you want our lives to get better or not? i’m tryna get us out of this hell, alright? so just stay in your room and don’t come out. love ya, bye.”

he hung up before you could squeeze in another cry for help. just as your salty tears fall, rafe cameron motions you over to give him his bill. you wipe your tears away and give him the fakest smile. he orders you to sit in the opposite empty chair.

“are you alright, sweetheart? i heard that. you know, i know your dad’s a druggie dick. i’ve seen him at barry’s. I gotta get you out of that house. i see your bruises. you know all that makeup doesn’t cover it.” he grabs your arm and rolls up your sleeve, showing your bruise from your father. you, flustered, pull away as his tone was demanding.

before you could even respond, kie’s words ring in your ears: “rafe cameron wouldn’t be caught dead eating here, especially alone. he usually spends his time at the country club. to a kook like him, the wreck is a dump. but ever since you started working there, he always sits at the same table almost every day, staring at you your whole shift, and if you aren’t his waitress, he makes a huge fuss. he’s so sweet to you, always.”

“rafe, really, i’m alright. don’t worry about me.”

“stay at mine tonight, y/n. i’ll take care of you.” he sets 1000 dollars down on the table. he usually gives you a 100 or 200 dollar tip but never this much. you barely know rafe.

“rafe, no. i can’t take this. i don’t even know… uh, uh, rafe, i can’t.”

“stop mumbling and take it. your dad spends all his money on drugs and your brother’s too goddamn worried about god knows what to even be home to take care of you. so i’m going to man up and protect you, okay? so shut up.”

that night after your shift, you stay at rafe’s house. he lets you stay in sarah’s room since the camerons are away. for the first time in ages, you finally relax, safe from your abusive father. you fall asleep almost instantly, exhausted from the stress. rafe makes sure you’re comfortable, checking on you throughout the night. when you wake up in the morning, you find a note and breakfast waiting for you. the note reads:

“good morning, sweetheart. had to run some errands. i know we’re very different but i know what you’re going through. stay as long as you need. you’re safe here. - rafe.”

[sugume]

HOLE IN THE WALL — JUJUTSU KAISEN

( TW ) f!reader. sex work. unprotected sex. praise. dedegration. unprotected sex. creampies. spanking. (Not a gangbang btw, just back to back sex!)

FEATURING. Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento.

authors note. I thought it would be fun to leave the identities a mystery,,,can you guess the order of who is who 🤭 ? I fear this is unedited bc I’m still suffering in bed and hate rereading 😔

. . . 9:30 PM 

You lay comfortably on the bench underneath you. Well as comfortably as you could. Your boss refused to buy new benches, instead leaving you and your coworkers with these .5-inch foam benches. You’ve gotten used to it, so it doesn’t bother you much these days.  

“Gettin’ your first customer y/n! It’s businessman!” The new girl yelled through the door your lower body was in. You don’t bother yelling back. She’d be long gone by now. You scoot your ass further into the private room. You know ‘businessman’ likes watching your ass recoil against his hips. You perk up when you hear the door open and shut.  

“Hey sweetheart,” Businessman says is a tired raspy voice. “Hi!” You say back, he’s been here so much that you know he fucks better when he’s able humanize the ass hanging out the wall for him. 

You feel his rough hands fondle with your ass. You shake a little, earning a small laugh and pinch. “So perfect.” He groans and within a few seconds you feel the rubber covered tip of his cock head at the entrance. He pushes in slowly, and your grateful your last I lent used a bit too much lube, leaving you wet enough to take businessman’s cock without much struggle.  

“Fuck yes, waited all day for this pussy.” He grunts, hands gripping your hips. He pushes in and out at a slow pace, he likes savoring the feeling of your tight pussy. You moan softly at the feeling of his cock sliding against your walls at the gentle pace but that gentle pace soon turns into the rough fucking you’re used to. The type of fucking only a stressed man who wastes his money and sex shop could give you. You moan louder, his cock hitting all your soft spots.

“Want you to come with me alright?” He brings his hands around to your clit. He rubs harsh circles into your clit and after being used and denied orgasm for so long you're coming in his big cock as he fills the condom. “Fuck, sweetheart. You’re so good to me, so good.” He rambles and you respond with small thanks You's

. . . 9:45 PM 

Several minutes after businessman gently shut to door you hear the door open. Men back-to-back which you’d usually be pissed at but after that orgasm your relaxed enough and it’s not like you have a choice.  

“Ha! So, this is where he goes after work?” A man says in a deep voice, albeit childish tone. “And I thought he was innocent! Hello? Is this real?” The man pushes a finger into your ass as if he was expecting to feel silicone. There goes your good mood.  

“Hi, yes I’m real and that kinda hurt!” You say loud enough to pass the drywall that covers your upper body. The man laughs and you can feel his breath on your ass, it feels like he’s close enough to look through the curtain your ass hangs out. “Uhm—you aren’t allowed to look through that sir!” You stutter, ready to yell for the faux security to come get a rowdy man out. 

“Sorry! Just wanted a sneak peek!” He laughs, standing back up and silently admiring the view of your shiny ass. He brings his long hands down and starts rubbing all over your ass. You roll your eyes; his dick better be decent. 

“Does the man that came in before me come here a lot?”  

“I can’t tell you that.” 

“Pretty please?” 

“Do I have to call security?” You grumble.  

“Sorry pretty, can a man not talk anymore? Where the lube—oh there we go, now let me—” The man does something you can’t see before suddenly shoving his too-long dick into you. You scream into the bench. 

“Oh fuck, so fucking tight.” He grits out as your pussy clenches hard around him. “Should’ve paid extra for no protection.” He whispers to himself before pulling out of you. He pushes back in before his mushroom head could leave your warm pussy.  

You moan louder than you have all day as he continues to fuck you with his long cock. He’s fucking you so good, tip hitting your cervix that you feel your pussy start to pulse around him. You’re about to cum again. 

“Fuck, pretty, come on my cock.” He slams into you, hand going down to claw your hips. You open your mouth in a silent scream as you come on the cocky man’s cock.  

. . . 10:37 PM 

You settle back onto the bench, bladder empty and stomach full of the lunch box you packed for yourself. To wake yourself up, you had to splash your face with water a few times. The back-to-back orgasms those men had given you were enough to lose all the energy you had before coming to work. As you settled back in you mentally prepared yourself for the full night you had ahead of yourself. Back-to-back orgasms were unheard of here, you were lucky, and doubted it would ever happen again. The door slams shut, for cling you to stop thinking about those men. You lie on the bench and look at the concrete wall to the side.  

“Missed me girl?” The older man grunted, and your heart skipped a beat. It was him. Your favorite client. He hadn’t been here in so long you thought he might’ve been killed or sent to jail. You knew he wasn’t the sanest man out there.  

“S-sir?” You hesitantly ask, calling your favorite client by the nickname he loved.

“Mhm.” He answers, heavy hands coming to rub and fondle your pussy. You feel your face heat. “This pussy miss me? Miss actually having orgasms in this hell hold?”  

You answer him with a lie, he didn’t have to know you were still coming down from two orgasms with cocks that could rival his.  

“Knew you did girl, but I', back. Gonna give this sweet pussy the orgasm it’s been craving.” The man pulls out his cock, thankful he was able to scrap enough change to pay for unprotected sex with you. He just had to not come inside, or else he was banned from every location in the city. He runs the tips all over your ass and pussy, before shoving his cock into you. You dig your nails into the sides of the bench as his fat cock stretches you. Not even the other cocks before were this girthy.  

“F-fuck sir!” You scream when he slaps your ass. You clench around his cock, not wanting him to pull out.  

“All these damn cocks and this pussy is still this tight, fuckin’ A.” He grunts, slapping your ass as he thrust in and out of you. The sheer force of him has you coming so hard that your vision goes black for a second before returning when he hits a particular spot.  

“That was fuckin’ fast girl. Gonna make me come.” He grunts and brings his hand down fast and hard. The sound of his smack echoes in the empty room. “Wish I could come in this pussy.” He grumbles before pulling out. He first his fat cock before getting an idea. He brings the tip to your entrance, not pushing it in, and empties his load. You gasp and the feeling of his come spurting all over your pussy. You should be screaming right now, if any of his come had gotten into you, you could be pregnant. But inside your pussy thrums at the thought of this older mystery man leaving you with nothing but his child. You wish you weren’t on birth control. 

. . . 11:01 PM 

The man didn’t bother cleaning his come off you. Instead, he said he was leaving it as a parting gift because he didn’t know the next time he would see you. You were too fucked out to clean yourself off, so you left his cum just as he left it. Smeared and dripping off your pussy.  

When the next man came in you didn’t even care that he was about you fuck another man's come into you, you found it hot. He didn’t though. 

“Can’t believe my best friend sent me here to look at a used pussy.” He spit out and you tensed. 

“Huh—” 

“You heard me, matter of fact I was just told that you weren’t allowed creampies? Going against company rules now? Fuckin’ slutty bitch.” He snarls and brings a hand down to pinch at your swollen clit that peaked out your lips. You whine. 

“Think I might go out and tell, I don’t wanna use some stretched cunt.” His twists and pulls at your clit. 

“W-wait please don’t do that, please.” You cry, you were going to get in trouble with your boss if this mean man said those lies. Your boss always believed the words of so random men and he would take some of your check out. “I’ll do anything, please, don’t.”  

“Nah m’gonna tell. After I’m done with this pussy though. Already paid for you, might as well get a feel,” he tells you, as he unzips his pants. “Now be quiet, holes don’t talk.” The man degrades you as he shoves his cock into you. You cry at the burn. The only thing helping is the other leftover cum he shoved in you. 

“Fuck he was right; this pussy is too tight.” He grunts hands bruising your hips with how tight he’s gripping. You cry into the bench as he fu is you like he hates you. “Isn’t that crazy? This pussy gets used all damn day and yet it’s still this tight. What all the cocks you take too small or something’?” He slaps your ass. 

“Oh fuck, m’gonna come in the sweet pussy. Gonna give you that creampie you aren’t allowed. Gonna fuck my come so deep into this pussy it’ll be dripping out of you for days.” His grip on your hips tightens, and you scream into the bench as he comes deep inside you. “Fuckin’ hell that was good, might have to come back tomorrow. Say, you let me come inside you tomorrow too I won’t tell your boss?” 

[whaleofatjme1920]

Random mix of characters - sal fisher, alto clef, kondraki, and Ticci Toby - using their s/o’s titties as a pillow and just falling asleep there lmaoo

Sal Fisher, Dr. Clef, Dr. Kondraki, and Toby Falling Asleep on Their SO’s Chest

[GN!Afab reader]

[Warnings: it,,, gets a little suggestive? I mean, not really imo but be warned I do talk about tits. MINORS DNI.]

[AN: I describe ALL titties here (it’s kept very general; I don’t want to leave anyone out!!) but know my love is to those in the IBTC bc I’m biased <3]

Reblogs are appreciated!

Sal Fisher

Whatever’s comfortable is comfortable. Cares more about falling asleep to the sound of your heartbeat rather than the flesh on your chest. That said he has no preference whatsoever. I think Sal is boob guy through and through, loves them all. Literally.

I honestly think he’s a little shy telling you he wants to fall asleep in ‘such an intimate area.’ This doesn’t change if you were amab either! Sal isn’t a terribly bold guy. He’s always so respectful about asking too but doesn’t make it awkward. It’s a very natural thing between you two.

But he finds comfort snuggling up on to her chest and resting there. He’s worried he’ll like, suffocate you somehow? But it becomes to natural after a while he doesn’t even bat an eye. Mostly does this for nap purposes, sometimes for cuddle reasons. He actually prefers your head on his chest when cuddling!

He thinks you’re soft there. That’s all I really have to say on that. That and he gets to head your heartbeat, which makes the naps so enjoyable.

Dr. Clef

He’s a creepy man and makes lots of crude comments about “milkers” because he unfortunately was allowed access to tiktok but he doesn’t give a shit about the actual size. You could wear AAs and he’d still call them milkers.

Anyways yeah he’s gonna be your weighted blanket so buckle up baby. He won’t let you go. He wants a nap? Boom. Head down on your chest, he buries his face in them like he wants to suffocate and sleeps. Knocks right out. He’s also admittedly the most casual when it comes to this as well, using your breasts as a pillow whenever he feels like it.

He thinks that’s the most comfortable part of your body. Purely physically speaking—he does actually love you. Like clef is a pretty decent partner when he wants to be.

He finds it quite relaxing in the sense of de-stressing from the day. He’s kinda bad at coping mechanisms and doesn’t know how ask for help. So, when he wants to take a nap on your chest, and you’re willing, let him. He needs it. Needs you.

Dr. Kondraki

He’s one of those guys that doesn’t care about size but might lean towards medium (whatever that means, what even classifies as medium??). But regardless of size, I don’t think he’s really too crazy about falling asleep on your chest that much.

It’s not really against you, but he’s busy. Like really busy. Doesn’t want to slow down and cuddle that much at all! But on the rare occasion he’s too tired and you’re begging him to rest? Yeah, that’s the first place he’ll rest his head as long as you’re able.

He thinks your heartbeat relaxes him and he honestly enjoys the warmth. You tend to run your fingers through his hair, sometimes braiding it, and it puts him right out. He feels safe just being held by you.

Enjoy it while it lasts the man won’t do this often. It’s just not in him. Sometimes, late at night you’ll get him to crack and he’ll place his head on your chest, getting lost in the softness but most of the times no. So really, enjoy it while it lasts.

Toby

Yeah look at him and tell me he doesn’t have an affinity for boobs. I think, purely aesthetically speaking because this is sfw, he likes the shape and well, everything about them. He won’t ever call them milkers but he does call them your chest pillows.

Yes, he is always laying his head on them. Always. You often can’t get him to stop when the two of you are together. He gives you these puppy dog eyes and asks if he can cuddle and it always entails him resting his head on your chest.

He will bury his face in them and eventually pass out. You think it’s due to the lack of oxygen at first but Toby doesn’t care, your boobs are soft and he’s sleeping. Don’t wake him even if it feels like he’s stopped breathing.

The whole thing is kind of a safety thing for him. He feels safe with you like this, and well, he’s comfortable. Your body is soft and comfortable to him. Normally, he feels this weird need to be a protector and provide to prove something but when you let him lay his head down on your chest? It kinda changes. He won’t admit it, but he likes being taken care of that way.

[astrok1dz]

❤️ Glad you’re back! ❤️

I can’t remember your request guidelines rn so I’m gonna play it safe. Coddling and complimenting Eddie? 👀

RRRAHHHH THAT WAS QUICK!!!!!!! ALR, YES. Eddie needs to be spoiled and just. so much attention. I am very much willing to give that to him. that being said

cw: Eddie being traumatized (duh), a bit of angst, a dash of relationship issues, dw they fix it, happy ending, fluff

Never Too Much

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okay so bc of Eddie's past, we know he most probably has a lot of trouble getting into relationships, let alone romantic ones.

so when he met you, and obsessed over you, of course, he felt so lucky he could even breathe the same air as you

but nothing good ever lasts for him, everything is ripped away from him by this god forsaken city. he tries not to get too attached (and fails miserably) so he's shy for longer than he should be.

he's just trying to be prepared for when you'll leave him.

he's absolutely surprised when you don't

he doesn't say anything, of course, but he's just utterly confused

how? how didn't you leave him? all this city had taught him was how he wasn't good enough, how he was different, and how different people, people like him, don't get anything nice. don't deserve anything nice.

you notice this. you always do. it's not hard to tell when he's overthinking. he'll stop and take deep breaths or immerse himself in puzzles, but you're working on communication

you decide to start coddling Edward. to spoil him a little bit.

it doesn't even have to be something big, he'll be grateful for whatever you give him, although he doesn't quite know how to tell you or thank you properly

Eddie hadn't been your Eddie for the last two weeks or so, consumed with work and his plans to cleanse the city. He hadn't had the energy to be quite romantic or intimate lately, so things had been a little colder than usual. It hurt. Did he not love you?

One day you realized your mistake. Eddie? Your Eddie worshipped you. Sure, he could have his bad moments and want some time to himself, but after all the neglect and abuse he'd lived, he probably wanted to be coddled. He just was too embarrassed to ask you to do it. No wonder things had been like this. It was your turn to take the lead.

Now you knew, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. For the last couple of weeks you had been thinking of little ways to make him feel better, and today would finally be the day when you unleashed them all onto little unsuspecting Edward.

You hear the creak and slam of the door to your apartment. In comes Edward's tumbling silhouette, shuffling around to plop down on the couch next to you. Your sweet boy, all tired from work, all tired from this city. He always was.

"Eddie! Oh honey I missed you so much...", you coo, and his heart melts, because although he knows you adore him, he's used to having his absence not quite matter.

He's silent as he shuffles a little closer to you, and you immediately receive him with open arms and an inviting hug.

"Tough day?", you ask, and he nods. You do as well, and hold his shoulders.

"I got a little surprise for you, c'mon, follow me", you tell him. He looks at you, eyebrows knitted in confusion. You help him get up and slowly peel off his jacket, take his hand, and lead him to your bathroom.

He doesn't even get to see what it is before a sweet aroma invades his nostrils. Your tiny bathroom, adorned with scented candles, bubbles and rose petals floating on your tiny tub (if you could call it that).

What?

He looks at you, confused. Why would you do this? Why you, such an angelic being, the antithesis of this dirty city, do this for him, a broken man?

"I- you didn't-", he starts.

"I didn't have to, I know. But you've been so stressed lately and I wanted to help you relax...", you explain kindly. You start shredding your clothes, ready to enter the tub with him. You extend your hand to him, and he feels as if he's being dragged to the pearly gates of heaven.

"Besides, I've been missing you so much... I wanted you all to myself a lil' bit...", you say, and ignore the sting in your eyes. You really did miss him so so much...

"You can have me all to yourself whenever you want (Y/n)...", he stutters out, feeling guilty.

"Oh...", you let out. There he was, so kind, so sweet to you, so unapologetically yours.

"Well, in that case...", you say, almost seductively, but cover up a little once again when you remember your appearance. You were so busy planning this whole thing for today, you hadn't even shaved, you hadn't taken care of yourself. It felt overwhelming. What if your appearance ruined this whole things for him?

"Shit- I didn't- I forgot to- Sorry-"

He stares at you, but his eyes sparkle and his round face is flushed as if this was the first time he's ever seen you (which you both know is not the case).

"You know I don't care about those things. I want to see you...", he says, taking your hand. He looks at you, eyes full of adoration. His hands make their way to your waist and caress it gently, bringing you closer. He leaves a chaste kiss on your lips.

A few happy tears escape your eyes. There he was, the Eddie you've been missing. You help him undress, hands sliding lovingly over every inch of skin you know he's not fond of. Eddie. Your Eddie, so soft and round and most of all, so gentle.

You both get in the tub, cuddled up together. You don't even need to say a word. You both occasionally ask each other questions regarding doubts or insecurities, and reassure each other. When you're both satisfied with each other's answers you share the silence, snuggled up.

"You're so pretty, Eddie... my baby..."

He shivers, and you keep going.

"I love you, Eddie. You're kind and so so sweet. You deserve this, Eddie"

You notice by the way he shakes that now it's his turn to cry, happy cry, of course.

"My baby, you're so strong... You're safe here, you're okay. I love you Eddie, I'll never leave you". You coo.

He sobs, feeling free to break down in your presence. You kiss his tears away.

"Th-Thank you... you're too good to me... you do too much...", he hiccups.

"Oh, but don't you get it, Eddie? It's never too much", you reply, and for the first time, he begins to believe it.

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Imagines Edition: Best Friend Number Twos

request: “Sissy and Cole! Okay so, Cole just goes dibs one day? Like rocks up to the lake house of even to Anaheim and is basically like *scoop up sissy* "I'm borrowing this. Mental health day bye." And everyone is like can he do that? That's an option?”

warnings: cursing, we*d (underage)

word count: 1.3k

SERIES MASTERLIST

a/n: when i tell y’all idk timeline of their life, i mean that shit. ik alex lived with them at some point (from what i put together from context clues) and trevor said he lived with them at one point (idk if that’s separate from the 5 weeks) but this is DIY timeline so trevor isn’t living with them but he visits a lot bc he’s dating sissy (duh) during NTDP days

ps i high key hate this and i am so sorry but every time i hate something it does well soooo here it is :) lmk what you think (i wrote in inebriated)

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Sunday afternoons tended to be the calmest of all the days of the week. It was mainly spent with catching up on homework assignments, running errands, or just relaxing on the couch with your boyfriend, Jack, and Luke. Today was one of those days.

“Sissy, I love you, and if you weren’t Quinny’s entire world, you’d be mine. But I am—“

“Why can’t I be both of your entire worlds?” you cut him off. Jack tilted his head and gave you a ‘really?’ look, “Shut up, nobody asked you. Anyways, as I was saying, I love you, but I do not want to watch Catching Fire again.”

“But you love it!” you whined.

“Yes, but I don’t want to watch it every week! I don’t care how in love with Finnick you are, I’m picking the movie,” Jack stated. You crossed your arms and pouted, “Fine. Cars?”

Jack sighed and slammed his head down on the arm of the couch, “fucking dammit, fine!”

You cheered and fell into Trevor in celebration when the doorbell rang. Jack got up to open the door, “Oh hey! What are you doing here? Come on in.”

You and Trevor looked over and saw Cole entering the house. You both perked up and smiled at his arrival, “Cole!”

Trevor stood up to greet his friend in one of their weird handshakes they refuse to let you in on, “Hey! Whatcha doing here, buddy?”

Instead of answering immediately, Cole voted to just pick you up right off the couch and into his arms.

“I’m taking her,” Cole stated as if it were the most obvious thing int the world.

Jack, Luke, and Trevor all exchanged confused glances.

“Can he do that?” Trevor asked.

“Well, none of us are Quinn,” Luke said perplexed.

“Can I ask why you’re taking Sissy?” Jack turned to Cole, who was slowly walking to the door to keep conversation.

“I’ve been stressed, so I thought a Y/N day would solve all my problems,” Cole answered. “It works out great for you guys, I thought I’d give it a try.

“She is good at that,” Jack agreed. “Is this just a thing now? We can take her wherever?”

“Not when I’m—“

“With Quinn! Yeah, yeah, we know,” Jack interrupted.

Cole started walking closer to the door with you still i’m his arms. You situated yourself so that your legs were wrapped around his waist and your arms wrapped around his neck.

“Cole! Where are you taking her?!” Trevor shouted at his best friend.

“Anywhere she wants!”

“Can we come?”

“I can’t have a detox with Y/N day with her brothers and boyfriend hanging around!” Cole called out while he opened the front door.

“Bring her back by 6 for dinner!” Jack told him. You saluted him and allowed yourself to be carried out the door to Cole’s car.

“Alright, Caufield. You got 5 hours with me, what’s your game plan?” you asked as you placed your elbow on the middle console to prop your head up to look at him.

“I thought I’d take you out to lunch and then back to my dorm for some video games and maybe smoke a little?” Cole answered.

You quirked and eyebrow, “Where did you acquire bud?”

Instead of answering, Cole reached into his pocket and held up a disposable pen.

“That’s not smoking,” you rolled your eyes.

“Do you want it or not?”

You snatched it out of his hand and inhaled, relaxing back into your seat on the exhale.

“Good?” Cole smiled.

“Hella.”

Cole took you to Chipotle, which you both voted to take it back to Cole’s room to eat so he could rant. You sat perpendicular to the head of his bed and had him lay his head down in your lap so you could play with his hair as he spoke. Most of it was stress handling school and hockey practice four days a week, plus games. Other parts of it was little things, such as missing home and a much comfier bed.

“What if once a week we all get together and do assignments together? And we can get you a comfier mattress topper for your bed to try and make it comfier, and I’d have to ask mom but maybe you can stay in Quinn’s room every once in a while. I sleep in his bed all the time when I miss him so I can confirm it is a top notch bed to sleep in,” you said.

“How do I know if it’s actually top notch or if you just miss your best friend so much you gaslit yourself into liking it?” Cole inquired.

“Do you really think Ellen would let her favorite child sleep on an uncomfortable bed?”

“Good point,” he laughed.

This started to make Cole feel better, so you both decided it was time to play some video games and get a little high for further nerve easing.

“Cole-Baby,” you said after a hit, “it’s time to go.”

“One more round,” he said.

“Uh huh, you are not ten and I am not your mother that you bargain with. Rap it up, pretty boy.”

Cole turned off the game and looked over at you smirking, “you think I’m pretty?”

“I think it got you to turn the game off,” you smirked back and kissed his cheek as you stood up.

You spent the entire car ride practically inhaling water. It won’t sober you up completely, but it’ll ease it. It wasn’t the first time you’d come home a little high, and it certainly won’t be the last, so you didn’t worry. Plus, it wasn’t bud.

You skipped through the door and jumped on top of your boyfriend on the couch when you and Cole walked in.

“Trevy!” you screamed.

“Well hello to you, too, Princess,” Trevor laughed.

“Kiss,” you said, lifting your head up. Trevor gave you a small kiss, since you didn’t like to put on a show when your entire family was around.

Jack eyed you suspiciously. You knew he was onto you, so you snapped twice to signal ‘yes, I am high’ so that he could help cover for you if need be, which was hardly ever needed. He, however, needed it frequently, which is why you two created the signal.

“What was that?” Trevor asked.

“Hugheslepathy. We’ve been over this,” you stated as if it were obvious.

“As your newly declared best friend I would like in on this Hugheslepathy signals,” Cole said.

Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.

“Buddy, Quinn’s her best friend,” Trevor said.

“Since she was 6,” Luke added.

“They’re Hugheslepathy is so much crazier than ours that I don’t even understand it,” Jack said.

“Plus, I’m your best friend,” Trevor finished the back and forth.

“You can have more than one best friend!” Cole exclaimed.

“Clearly, you haven’t been around Sissy and Quinn enough,” Jack laughed. “They’re a different breed of best friend.”

“You can be best friend number two, Coley, but only if I’m yours!” you exclaimed as you sat up.

“Alright, I’ll settle for number two best friend,” Cole laughed. “Shall we legalize it?”

“We shall,” you nodded. You held out your pinky finger to Cole and he looped his around it and you shook hands. “That’s a pink promise! It’s legally binding!”

Cole smiled and agreed with you.

“Dinner’s ready!” Ellen called out.

Jack walked by you as you got up, “How bad?”

“I barely feel it,” you answered. “My best friend number two does not have strong stuff.”

Cole came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, “Last time I share with you, then.”

You gasped and escaped out of his hold, “We’re best friend number twos! That means something!”

“Best friend number twos?” Ellen asked. “What about Quinn?”

“That’s why Cole’s number two, Mom,” you laughed.

Ellen smiled at Cole, “Best friend number two, huh? That’s a big role to fill. Are you ready for it?”

Cole slung his arm around you, “I think I can handle it.”

[catsushinyakajima]

I’m sitting by a trash can at the bus stop waiting for the bus for the past TWENTY minutes and I am also late to class (my own fault for going to the gym instead of heading to class early :/) SO ANYWAYS-

Voltron headcanons (realistic and college AU, also inspired by my own college misery):

- they’re all stem nerds. All of them. I know a lot of people HC them as liberal arts major which is great! but they are canonically astronauts (one part of canon that I like)

- Lance would be the kind of guy to be like “WE GOTTA HIT THE GYM EVERYDAY THIS SEMESTER RAHHHH” and then dip the second midterms start. Every single semester. Without fail.

- Keith found lectures useless since he could just “read the textbook”. He never showed up to a single class except for exams and somehow passed. He only stopped the habit when multiple friends scolded him for it.

- Coran would be in twenty different clubs. Correction: he would be PRESIDENT of twenty different clubs. No one knows when he joined them. The clubs range from archery to competitive coding to mental health awareness. (“Hey Coran are u free tonight?” “No sorry, the Roleplaying Ancient Romans club is having a bake sale tonight” “the what-)

- hunk would do a LOT of volunteering. He’s probably cook for shelters but I can also see him tutoring underprivileged kids in engineering :)

- Pidge would have a surprising amount of school spirit. Not bc she likes the college or the sport. She just wants to hate on the other teams. Also if her tuition is going to the football coach’s salary, she might as well be passionate about it.

- Allura is a triple major. Maybe even a quadruple major?? She’s the girl you see constantly stressing about their schedule. “Okay so should I take this class…that makes me have eight classes total all back to back” “WHAT” “what if I did a minor in psychology?” “Allura how tf are you going to fit that in there”

- Shiro is a TA (teaching assistant) for calculus or physics or something. Because the world hates him it’s an eight am class where the professor teaches wrong content and then dumps twenty hours of grading on him. “So you find the derivative under the curve” “Professor that’s not-“ You will never see him without a coffee.

- Hunk has beef with the Dining halls. They don’t season their food and they don’t even have much to begin with. On the other hand, Lance practically lives there. He’s making the most of the meal plans he paid for.

- At least he sticks to tastier things. Keith, who also practically lives at the dining hall, will eat salt and pepper chicken four times a day (“it’s protein”)

- it’s how Keith and Lance have had most of their meals together. Notably, also alone.

- aside from living at the dining hall, Keith also lives at the gym. This explains why he’s never at class.

- pidge has a car on campus. It’s Matt’s car or whatever. Not only can she not park for her life, she also can’t stop getting parking tickets. She uses the tickets as wall decor for her dorm.

- Lance skateboards. He’s pretty good at it. He’s only fallen twice, and both times had been in extremely public settings. Once was in front of a bus stop with fifty people. He tried teaching Coran how to skate and Coran accidentally slipped and launched the board towards the main road.

- Pidge plays clash royale in class. Shiro roasts her for it but then secretly also plays word games in class

- on top of having four majors, Allura also has four internships??? Everytime she posts about something that seems relaxing, it’s misleading. She’ll post herself getting drinks and SIKE it’s a networking event. She’ll be going hiking SIKE it’s a colleague bonding trip. Girl cannot take a break.

- Keith hates frats. Even educational ones with job opportunities. Even if he knows all frat boys aren’t shitty, he refuses to budge on his stance

- Shiro is the kind of guy you’d be talking to and ten people come up to him to say hi. Everyone knows him. Even if he doesn’t know them.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

CW: Divorce, addiction

It was a Friday, October 13th to be exact. Daniel and I are getting a divorce today. After weeks, he finally signed the divorce papers. I was devastated. It was so hard for me to take this step. But I had to finish it, for my Baby and also for myself, to finally forget Daniel. We met near the city hall, where we had an appointment with a divorce-case officer and judge.

Once there, I saw Daniel coming towards me. I honestly didn’t want to divorce him. I loved him, still, so much. 😥But... that's just the way life is. 😞... He looked at me... I wanted to hug him but instead I just said sadly, hi. Daniel seemed absent for a moment, staring at my belly. 🩵👶

He had this... empty look. Not sad or angry, rather.... emotionless.

With my eyes lowered, I just stood there. I struggled to hold back my tears. Exactly a year ago we moved together. I was so happy with him and now this. 😞

Me: I'm so sorry. I never wanted this! And I still don’t want it. I wish we could just go home together.

Daniel: Same, but...let's not get into that now. Relax and think about your Baby.

Me: What?

Daniel: It's gonna be okay. Trust me.... C'mon, let’s get this over with.

Me: Yea,,...whatever you say. 😞

Um.... well! Daniel and I didn’t get divorced today. The judge asked us why we wanted to divorce? D.'s & my statements left some question marks with the judge, I think? We have to wait six months, before we get divorced.... Daniel said that my jealousy (Tina, Irma...) & insecurity were the biggest probs for him in our relationship.😠... However, the real reason for postponing our divorce was bcs Daniel inherited Dominick’s plot & house. (division of property) Although I refused any claim to Daniel’s property!!

Me: Did you really, seriously mean what you said to them?

Daniel: I answered all questions honestly.

Me: Why didn’t you just give the real reason for our divorce? You took off!!! I didn't know where you were!! And my Baby isn't yours. This fact is the reason for our divorce! You can't handle that I'm pregnant. Or that we are both addicts, which would have been a good reason why we can’t stay together! 🤦‍♀️

Daniel: The juge asked me WHY, I left! You got it?.... You and my borther, your secrets drove me crazy. That fucking shit about Tina. I was overwhelmed with my shit, our drugs you and your delusions. I kept trying to make you happy! I only loved you and I only wanted you. But you just didn’t believe me. Be honest, it wasn’t my fault, just yours!! You don’t know what you want! And you can’t make decisions! But I’m not like N.! I don’t want to tell you what to do or how to live your life. You are responsible for yourself! Finally get it, or just stay with your soccer player and let him control you.

Me: What kind of shit are you talking?? Nico doesn’t do any of this to me.

Daniel: I talked to him! He said, you won’t be the same after he’s done with you. He told me this to my face!! And btw, I can’t stand Alex calling you Lexi!! 😠

Me: You must have misunderstood N. He isn't like that! He was just upset, bcs I confessed what I wanted from you the other day. Besides, you’re jealous too!!! Anyway.... I-.. I just can’t stand it around you anymore. And I’m sorry I was so jealous. I loved you so much. I wanted to do anything for you. I was terrified to lose you. I’m sorry. Sorry I was such a freak to you. But I didn’t do anything wrong with your brother, D.!! There was NOTHING between Alex and me!! IDK how many times I’ve had to say this damn sentence. Finally get it!....

Me: It hurts so much and it just doesn’t stop.... I don’t want to love you anymore. I wish you’d never married me. 😢

Daniel: Damn, I-... I'm sorry. I still struggle with that... stress disorder. Either I feel nothing-... or I boil with rage.🤦‍♂️

Me: It's ok.. I'm leaving.... See you in 6 moths. And.. stay off drugs, just... take care, Daniel. 😢

Daniel: Wait!

Me: I gotta go. Sorry. Bye!.... 😭

Daniel: I-...... love you.

I just wanted to get away from there. Far away from.... him.💔 Not really, but.... agh, you know what I mean. And I’ll see Daniel again sooner than I thought. Right after delivery. It was about that annoying name change. D. and I were officially still married, but I didn't want to give my Son his surname. D. is not his Dad, but N. Such a mess!!

Previous/Next

[v3nusxsky]

Okay so this this my first time requesting so I hope I’m doing this right. I was wondering if you could do a Morticia x reader agere plot? I was thinking the reader is Morticia’s roomate who is a little but hides it very well afraid that she would be shunned. Maybe it’s been a stressful week and the reader has just been getting picked on a lot and just wants to curl up and slip. So the reader goes back to the dorm and slips. That’s where Morticia finds them and finds it the most adorable thing ever and just plays with them and let’s them relax. If you can’t do it totally understand.

Little love| Agere

*Authors note~ missed my Agere prompts I hope this is okay for you all*

Trigger warnings~ age regression r bullying for r

Prompt~ see ask^^^^^^

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Your roommate just so happened to be the most popular girl in Nevermore and that scared you, until you met her other roommate Larissa Weems. The three of you got along well despite your initial fears but you most certainly tried to keep your regression from them both. Morticia was having visions which stole a lot of Larissa’s time, it made it easier for you to hide. Larissa was a shapeshifter like yourself, you could tell by her appearance and you were sure she could tell by yours but not ever daring to bring it up to you. Knowing that these two girls had such a power and status in Nevermore and that they could possibly shun you and make the next five years of your life hell, you fought to keep your secret.

Exams combined with some asshole students and their loud opinions on you were stressing you out to the max. You couldn’t process what was happening most of the time because you were fighting off the urge to slip. When you allowed yourself to regress your shapeshifter abilities kicked in and you often shifted into a child body that matched your mindset. In fact you decided to give them a name so it felt more comfortable for you. A strange technique but bc you loved to name things you couldn’t help but search for the name you felt fit the little. Shifting allowed you to explore and express just how you were feeling and what you felt you needed in that moment.

Today was particularly stressful and their comments seemingly bothering you more than they normally would. You only made it to your third class of the day before you felt Emery wanting to slip. You immediately excused yourself from the class and hurried back to your dorm room. You thought you’d be safe now, it was school hours and you knew that both your roommates would have classes so the room would be free for you to use and allow yourself the relief of slipping.

Morticia hadn’t been feeling well all morning and truthfully wanted to go and rest. Gomez had convinced his love that he would cover for her and she needed all the rest and care, he would check on her later on. The dorm would be quiet so she could simply go and sleep in a hope of sleeping off the frustrating symptoms off, all until she spotted Emery crying on your bed.

“Little one” she murmured confusion lacing her words but not wanting to upset the almost two year old anymore than they already were. The fear in Emery’s little eyes truly broke the raven haired girls heart. “Well you’re not Rissa are you darling?” Emery shook her head as her curls flew with the motion. “You’re a little?” The simple question seemed to upset the little child further as she began to tumble off the bed and panic, searching for a place to hide.

Morticia was confused but her instincts kicked in, forgetting how rough she was feeling she searched the room for something to coax you to her, she laid her eyes on simplistic teddy bear that had been worn with age. Quickly scooping the stuffie up she called to the little girl and bent down to her level, “is this yours cutie?” The little girl immediately nodded and outstretched her hands, clenching and unclenching her little fists mumbling “low lows!”

“Come here cutie” she whispered handing you the bear and leaving her arms outstretched which caused you to run into them and snuggle up to her. Your little fists rubbing at your eyes, “oh my darling are you tired?” The child offered a nod and sleepy yawn before snuggling more into Morticia. “Let’s lay down darling, want to lay on my bed?” Emery nodded and whimpered shyly, “please momma.” Morticia’s heart swelled with joy at the little name, in your sleepy state she wasn’t sure how much Emery actually understood what she said but she’d take care of the child as if she was her own. You both settled on her bed, Emery resting her little head above Morticia’s heart and her little fist clutching at the onyx coloured dress.

That was how Larissa Weems stumbled into her dorm to find the pair of you a few hours later, snuggled up as morticia had holding you securely to her side. She wanted nothing more than to be the one holding the adorable child, who looked and absolute copy of yourself. Prehaps one day you’d trust her with Emery too.

[what-the-fic-khr]

Hello I hope this ask finds you well! Happy to see the tea prompts again bc they’re so so so cute 🫖🥹

I have a fewww ideas.. bc I just love everything about your writing and I’m curious about your take on rooibos tea w/ Squalo orrr earl grey w/ Hibari (I absolutely adore the way you characterize himshdnshdjdh)

If neither of those suit your fancy, matcha tea with any character that comes to mind for ya? I’m excited to see your posts floating around again and know I’ll continue to love anything you pen for us🫧🤍

waaaaah thank you so much for your kind words, I appreciate it so greatly!!! I chose to do both because I’m in the mood to, and I’m so thankful for the support! I hope these are to your liking!

character/s: superbi squalo, hibari kyoya, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: —

warnings: huh. nothing for once

prompt: tea prompts (rooibos tea, earl grey tea)

rooibos tea; what’s their favourite thing to do with their s/o?

Squalo’s either a huge fan of resting or hates it entirely. for the sake of this, it’s not resting per se, but… he likes to relax with you, very specifically. even if he’s working; being able to actually relax is rare, and nice. watch for if he removes his sword with you around; he likes to do maintenance on it with you around because it’s not stressful, not work, and with you. it’s a sign of comfort and vulnerability

You were complaining about something, rolling around on the floor beside him as you went on and on. He didn’t care much about all the movement; you maintained a good distance so you wouldn’t knock into him.

“Besides, it was stupid to begin with and if they’d listened to me in the first place it wouldn’t have happened at all!”

“Mhm.”

You glanced over at Squalo, stretching your arms out to rest your head on. He glanced up at your silence, and his shoulders slumped. This didn’t stop him from polishing his blade, the action repetitive, calming, like habit.

“What?”

He huffed when you smiled in that silly, dreamy way you did when you were enamoured with something. It still had to take some getting used to, seeing it directed at him.

“Nothin’. You look so nice and relaxed for once. Boss is gonna kick that out a window once you’re done.”

He grumbled something under his breath at this. It wouldn’t last very long, but still. He felt relaxed, for once. The soothing motions of sharpening and polishing his sword was a comfort to him. You rolling around on the floor like a kid was a comfort to him.

“I’m not goin’ anywhere for at least another half hour.” Your eyes started to light up at this, and he almost laughed at the way you started kicking your feet back and forth in the air. “You’re stuck with me until then.”

“Favourite thing to be stuck with.”

early grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

if he’s an adult, he’d be… a bit more normal lol. I think he’d be very careful while getting to know you, but he’d like to show you how strong and reliable he is. y’know, adult in the mafia kind of stuff. younger though, he’d be a lot more… of a loser about it. he’d want to make sure you can also look after yourself in the future with him! so he’d stick to you like glue at school, be suuuuper annoying and stuff. fight, probably.

“Can’t you go easy on me or something at least?!”

“Doing that won’t keep you alive in a real fight, will it?”

You made a loud noise of complaint, but you still got back onto your feet to return to your original position. Kyoya gripped his tonfa a little tighter, nodding to himself.

If you could not even get up and keep training, there would be no point in trying.

There was potential in you he knew was there, and he’d be damned if the one he’d grown attached to would get killed because you didn’t try to get stronger. It only made sense to him that the one who put you through this was him and no one else. No one else would take it seriously.

“Get ready, then.”

You whined, but steeled your shoulders. Your gaze on him sharpened, eyes narrowing, and he felt his lips twitch up into a smirk.

Exactly the spark he wanted to see.

[enaspaces]

my shuri headcanons 𓃠

a dump of my thoughts because i love her and she’s taken over my mind

• on the trans/nonbinary spectrum. more specifically a demigirl and doesn’t care what pronouns you use on him. owns a binder for specific days that she wants her chest to look flat.

• very lesbian. her heart is for women and non-men 🏳️‍🌈

• i view her as a stud or a stem. it depends on how i’m feeling atm.

• she’s not just a nerd in the science sense she’s a huge fandom geek and has a stan twitter account to talk about her interests.

• also has fan edits of her favorite characters and interests saved on her phone. probably makes her own edits too.

• average minecraft enjoyer (she’s obsessed)

• reads a lot of wlw comics, novels, and other media bc they’re a gay ass.

• has AuDHD, argue with ur mama.

• is almost always seen wearing noise cancelling headphones or earbuds because she gets overstimulated at times. when she visits riri in chicago for the first time, the constant loud city noise is something he’s not used to. he had forgot to pack the headphones he made for himself so riri makes him a custom made pair to help him relax. they end up using riri’s more than their own. (riri indulgently put small cat ears on the top of them and shuri almost cried at the sight).

• catgirl energy. riri may make her look tall but that’s still a 5’5 girl twink that stopped growing at age 13. she’s small and likes to sit on counters, lab tables, the floor and any other weird place that’s not meant to be sat on. she curls up in a ball when she sleeps alone, and if she’s in the bed with someone else her limbs are all over their body. has cute sounding sneezes that m’baku makes fun of her for. one of the lab workers once found her asleep in a random corner of the room. naturally very light-footed and basically has human toe beans, making it very easy to sneak up on people without them hearing.

• has quite a few fidget toys to help her focus on work in the lab and ease her anxiety. a rubik’s cube, fidget spinners, stress ball, pop its, etc.

• she stims. so much. especially after she successfully completes a task or experiment and she’ll do a dance or do the lil hand flapping thing. her vocal stims are always random song lyrics or tiktok meme audios lol.

• has a sweet tooth. when okoye was a dora she’d occasionally bring candy or other sweets for her to snack on. riri goes to the store and buys him all the popular american snacks for him to try. nakia always has a mini stash prepared for when they visit her and toussaint in haiti.

• favorite color is purple. it just suits her.

• a GAMER™. she plays all genres but her favs are probably minecraft, puzzle, or rhythm games. did i mention minecraft? she loves it. riri loves rpgs and pvp games the most and has her play smash bros ultimate pretty often. they’re super competitive with each other and both sore losers lmao. shuri got her to play minecraft once and riri kept getting blown up by creepers.

• ↑ she becomes super close with mj, ned, and vivian through riri. they’re always on discord vc together playing games and doing many other things and it’s the most chaotic shit you’ve ever seen.

• if the word ticklish was personified. simply elbowing her in the stomach on accident would get a giggle outta her. every ticklish spot she has is extremely sensitive and you could have her curled up cackling in tears with ease.

• funny as hell for no reason. life of the party fr. she takes her jokester persona very seriously but sometimes she’s hilarious without even trying. the first time she ever smoked weed was with riri in her dorm and riri never laughed so hard in her life that day. shuri was literally all over the place. she’s definitely a lightweight too, just as goofy, giggly, and clingy in her drunken state.

• definitely likes kpop girl groups. I can’t prove it but they love loona you just have to trust me.

• also loves vocaloid and has a hatsune miku figure in her room somewhere. trust me on that.

• has a list of favorite black american artists. riri definitely put her on some r&b classics and less mainstream artists. has a massive celebrity crush on black women rappers.

• music taste is very versatile. her playlist has almost everything. she just can’t listen to one genre only, she’s too open minded and exploratory for that.

• he’s not one to fall in love easily, but when he does he falls hard. riri was the first person he ever fell for and it changed the trajectory of his life, poor thing had no idea what to do with that information.

• a romantic, lovesick loser. cannot flirt to save his life. flustering him is so fucking easy lmao. riri once called him shawty and he malfunctioned for 5 minutes. whenever he’s on the phone with riri his crush is genuinely so obvious to everyone around him. he be giggling and cheesing real hard 😭. kicking his feet squealing on the bed when he’s alone thinking about the cute nickname riri called him.

• her love language is acts of service and gift giving. she’s not always good with words or emotions so she expresses her appreciation towards her loved ones by distributing her wealth in many ways. buying riri things she might need for college, fixing stuff that breaks in nakia’s home. things like that.

• has trouble being vulnerable with those close to her. she’s lost so much, so opening up to new people is always a scary, big step. it took a while for her to let mj, ned, and viv into her heart because the closer she becomes with them, the more it’ll hurt if she loses them. they take her in with open arms regardless, because having a support system with people her age is something she needs. they take her seriously in ways that the elders don’t. they see her for who she is outside of being a royal figure to her country and allows her to be her full, authentic, geeky self. she’s able to grasp onto the youth that she almost lost when her family was taken away.

• very talkative. can infodump about an interest for hours and completely lose track of time if you let them. they cannot stay still when excited, nor can they keep eye contact, pacing around the room and darting their eyes everywhere while rambling about the history of vibrainium or something.

• maladaptive daydreaming. will lose herself in a song and start imagining scenarios in her head. t’challa once caught her in the act and refused to delete the video footage. sometimes, she pulls up the video her brother recorded just to hear his laughter in the background.

[evansbby]

tw anxiety

when i was younger and i got anxious I was able to switch it off most of the time, like i’d be able to talk myself out of it step by step and take deep breaths and distract myself and then I’d be fine but now that doesn’t work. i think the past two years of being unemployed really did a number on my anxiety like now i can’t get rid of it like how i used to. now it’s like my mind can’t ever be at peace, like it always has to find something to be anxious about. like one problem will solve itself and instead of relaxing, my mind will start actively searching for another problem to be anxious about. i thought this was bc i didn’t have a job but now i do have a job and it’s a great one and everything in theory is great (thank God) but then why do i still get so anxious??? like my mind is telling me that everything is gonna fall apart any second and therefore i need to worry about everything. why is it that so many stressful things happen and my family members can all tackle it all easily and laugh about it and be so chill about things, but those same things literally break me??? like they cripple me with anxiety and they break me and i so wish i was like the rest of my family and this didn’t happen with me. I don’t know why i overthink things so much and why my mind just can’t calm itself down like how it used to. i don’t want to be the person who needs constant reassurance all the time but that’s what i’m becoming and i just don’t know what to do. i really thought it would go away once i had a job aka stability which i DO now and yet… yet it’s all still there. even with like spending money… i never ever used to have a problem with spending money but now it’s like I get a weird anxiety over spending money??? I couldn’t even explain why it’s like my mind is slowly just driving itself crazy with anxiety and I don’t know how to properly explain it or stop it.

[idontplaytrack]

Hii can i request Amber Appleton x reader, where Amber is stressed so reader steps in bc they know exactly how to help Amber destress?

Slow Down

Amber Appleton x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort?(idk😭), coarse language, smut

“I swear if that was your way of getting back at me for not letting you work tonight…”

Amber wasn’t one to complain. In fact, she never did. And truth be told, that worried you— deeply. You were scared that she was pretending to be 100% okay even when she wasn’t. You didn’t want Amber to drive herself crazy. Amber had the tendency to do that, put way too much pressure on herself instead of stepping away to take a breather or ask for help. When you arrived home from work this evening, you saw it— Amber zooming all over the apartment doing chore after chore, in her work uniform. She had to leave the house in about thirty minutes for a night shift at the donut shop.

“Amber, sit down. Let me finish up the chores.”

“It’s fine.”

“Amber.” You warned, “Leave it. Please.”

She hesitates, but put the mop back into the pail. “Did you have anything to eat yet, love?” You ask, walking up to her and pulling her into a hug. She hugs you back on reflex, mumbling a ‘yes’, “I left my plate and cutlery in the sink, I’ll—”

Your brows furrowed together, “Ams, leave it to me. Relax.”

“Can’t do that, baby.” She laughs dryly, letting go from the hug.

“I know there’s no way I can convince you to not work for the night, so will you please just sit down and breathe for a minute?”

She does not say anything but say down on the couch, holding her head in her hands as she took some deep, calming breaths. “Shit.” She mutters, “You’re right. You are absolutely right, I need to calm the fuck down. Who do I think will yell at me for putting off a chore? My Mom?”

Your breath hitches the second you heard that last word. “Amber…”

“Why am I working so many shifts? It’s not like we’re poor.” She mumbles to herself, “I can take a night off. Right? Of course I can.”

“Lloyd would be glad to hear that.” You chuckled, handing Amber her phone.

She cracked a smile, dialling Lloyd’s number and holding her phone up to her ear, “Hey, is it okay if I take the night off? I’m just not—”

“Absolutely.” Lloyd cuts her off, “It’s a weeknight, it’ll be a slow shift, you know that. Just do whatever you gotta do tonight, take it easy.”

“Thanks.”

“No problem, good night.”

Once Amber puts her phone down, you said, “I’ll run you a bath. You enjoy that while I finish the mopping. Then, I will make us some dinner. We’ll eat and watch a movie, then we’ll just cuddle. Sound good?”

“Yeah.” She replies, still sitting on the couch. You went ahead and ran her a bath, putting in the water some of her favourite bath salts. Several minutes later, you called for her to come into the bathroom. She does, undressing and stepping into the tub. You made sure she’d sat down before you left the bathroom. You got changed, finished mopping the floors then started on dinner. You were going to join her in the bath, but you weren’t feeling it tonight — feeling crampy and achy, probably PMS-ing, so you left her on her own for the meantime. You whipped up her favourite dish while waiting for her to get out, almost a little too tempted to start eating first but you didn’t.

She was back right beside you soon enough, coming up to you from behind and giving you a hug. “That smells, and looks so good.”

“Well, dig in.” You smiled, pulling out a chair for her, “Was just waiting for you.”

Amber picks out a movie for you both to watch over dinner. You were glad she was finally relaxed and not having to worry about things. She needs to slow down and focus on herself, on things that aren’t work or chores. Or worrying about anything. Amber’s been like this since probably forever, and you’ve known her since middle school. You couldn’t ever blame her though, you knew what she’s been through and wouldn’t wish that on your worst enemy. All you could do right now, and have been doing was to be gentle with her. Because life? It’s thrown her around, been extremely rough with her. She’s never had love like this ever since her Dad had passed— this was something she revealed to you after a very long time.

Eventually, you led Amber to your shared bedroom, pulling her onto your lap. “What?” She asks with a laugh. “Do you want a massage?” You ask her back, resting your chin on her shoulder briefly. She flinches a tiny bit, probably from how tense her muscles were. You immediately sat up straight, removing your chin.

“Sure?”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She confirmed, moving off your lap. You let her sit in between your legs on the mattress as you began to massage her shoulders. Amber takes in a sharp breath once you started, then her breathing slowly evens out.

“You’re not gonna fall asleep, are ya?” You teased.

She gasps, “No way.”

————

“Are you relaxed?” You asked with a totally different intention in mind.

“What? Of course.” She laughs.

“Do you…want to get more relaxed?”

“Wow, so subtle.” She teased you back.

“Okay, you know I suck at dirty talking. So please, forgive me for that.” You sulked, hands still massaging her shoulders.

“I didn’t say no, babe. Keep that frown away.” She started to turn around fully, to face you. Your hands leave her shoulders naturally but you pretty much had her continue facing away from you.

“Okay, then.” Amber bites back a laugh, tilting her head to the side, catching your drift. You started with soft kisses at the back of her ear, trailing down her neck. Already, she squirms and chuckles. “That feel good?” Your breath fans against her skin. She instantly gives you a nod, “Mhm.”

————

“Oh- damn.” Amber muttered, your hand groping her breast as she moans into your mouth. You smiled at the sound, your tongue sliding into her mouth and she immediately allowed it to happen. Not breaking away from the kiss, you straddled her and she lays down on her back. Your lips eventually made its way back down her neck, sucking at one particular spot you knew would make her needy as fuck. As expected, she does, whining when your lips pulled away, nearly throwing a fit if you would’ve teased her for even just a few seconds longer.

Your kisses traveled lower, down to her chest and leaving a trail down her cleavage. She cursed and swore through every second of it, much to your surprise.

“Wow.” You chuckled, “What’s gotten into you today, baby?”

She goes silent almost instantly. Cheeks tinted with a pink hue. You grinned, “So shy suddenly, hm?” Then, attacking her lips with more kisses, cupping her cheek in one hand. That same hand slowly made its way to her neck, tightening its grip around it. “Fuck.” Amber curses, a grin starts to form on her face.

Soon, your hand lets go. “Kiss me.” Amber says, voice barely above a whisper. You smiled smugly, “You want me, don’t you?”

Amber exhales harshly, gnawing on her lower lip, her confidence from the moment before was abruptly gone. “How bad do you want me, baby?” You teased, leaning closer to her face. She squirms, breathing heavy as she gulped. “You gotta tell me, Ams.” You say, holding her chin in between your pointer finger and thumb, tilting it gently downwards so she could look at you directly.

Her body language was hesitant, she didn’t want to give in. But her eyes…dark, eager, filled with desire. They gave her away. You wedged your knee in between her legs and Amber yelps, you knew just what to do to make her flustered. You looked directly into her eyes, waiting for an answer while your fingertips traced downwards on her arm, at last linking your fingers together with hers for a brief moment while you flashed her a sweet smile. Her eyes started to dart all over the place, desperately trying to avoid yours following your antics.

“Eyes on me, Amber.” You hummed, fingers leaving hers, your hand going up to brush the hair out of her face.

She finally looks at you again, but tears were quickly welled up in her eyes. She was squirming, unintentionally pushing herself against your knee. She whines, frustration growing and growing but she simply did not want to vocalise it. Well, you hard to force it out of her— as usual. Pushing your knee harder against her cunt for a moment, she whimpers, biting her lip. “F— fuck.” She mumbles, “Fuck me. Fuck me. Please.”

Your chuckles low, the noise vibrating against her skin as you pressed up against the crook of her neck, starting to suck at her neck now, “Such a good girl…hm? Saying ‘please’?”

You were working her up with every way but what she wanted you to do to her. You enjoyed seeing and hearing her being so squirmy and needy beneath you, under your control. “y/n, I need you.” She grabs your wrist firmly, causing you to get startled and your teeth grazes against her soft skin accidentally. “I need you…fuck. Please.”

Well…that did it for you. You gave in, fingers reaching down her torso and in between her legs, settling in on her folds. “You do? I guess you do.” You laughed, fingertips leaving her again as you did a quick switch of positions, now ass in her face as you leaned over to attach your lips around her clit.

“Fuck.” She replies with her laugh, you could hear that smirk on her face. “You do know I’ll rip your shorts if I have to, right?”

“Really? Have you ever done that, baby?”

“Don’t tempt me.” She gropes your ass, massaging it suggestively. Amber’s fingertips traced along the clothed muscles then gave them a squeeze, “You know what?”

“Hm?” You ask, mouth still attached to her clit. She throbs against your mouth, almost letting out a squeak, “Take off your shorts.”

“Say please.” You remarked.

“Please? Take off your shorts.” She continues to massage your butt, riling you up steadily.

You went along with her wishes, quickly returning to your position after. Amber pushes your underwear to the side, two fingers gliding up and down your folds. You were beginning to fold, but held it together while you carried on working her over. Her fingers…they were soon pumping in and out of your without resistance and relentless. You? You were eating her the fuck out until she hopefully started to shake.

Amber generally stayed silent apart from some very quiet whines and whimpers that have escaped from her lips. “Hey, I can’t hear you, baby.” You began, “I want to hear you, Ams.” Deliberately, your tongue picked up its pace and started to lap her up with more force, even dipping into her entrance ever so often to draw out more noises. Clearer, louder noises.

She clawed your ass cheeks, grip suddenly way tighter than before. Amber laughs, pulling you down and started to suck you dry. The heat in itself made your head spin. Her slow, long licks and purposeful sucks at your lower lips were the best way— in her opinion to let you chase your own high. While Amber, on the other hand, preferred a quicker progression in things. So you usually choose to make her all hot and bothered until she asked for you to take her.

The obscene noises coming from Amber’s actions made you crazier now, ramming your fingers into her repeatedly while your mouth and tongue did their work, lapping up every bit of her. She already was starting to throb more erratically and tighten around your fingers…proud of your work so far, you pulled out your fingers and detached your mouth. As expected, the girl beneath you curses and made you pay for it with a hard smack on the ass. You huffed, chewing your lower lip, “Fuck.”

Her hands then caressed the spot, next groping both cheeks again. You whimpered breathily, gripping at the her shins to keep your knees from giving away. “y/n…” She whispered, “You know you need me. And I need you, so…what are you waiting for? Me to smack you harder?”

You nearly climbed off of her completely, wanting to spite her and make yourself climax for her to watch. But no, you ultimately decide to resume what you were doing: fingers pushing in and pulling out of her at a fast pace, tongue flicking and swirling around her swollen overheating clit. At the same time, Amber got back to work— fucking you with her tongue and mouth, easily making you drip.

Her climax comes first, pulsing forcefully in your mouth, her slick spills onto the sheets beneath her. You watch her unravel, how red and puffy she was thanks to you. How harshly her clit was throbbing away as you helped her ride through each wave of her high. “Mm, fuck— you’re so pretty.” You hum, fingers gently dancing along her folds. Amber flinches, laughing giddily behind you, “Are you close, y/n?”

You were. You definitely were. Her ministrations have really started to just send shocks down your spine and also numb your damn mind, making you feel every little thing she was doing to you.

“Hey.” She squeezed your ass, “You gonna come, babe?”

Swallowing the lump in your throat painfully, you nodded mumbling a ‘yes’.

“What was that?” Her question comes with another smack.

You let a pathetic whimper slip from your mouth, “Yes…yes. Yes. Mmfuck—” Her tongue was slow, and way too gentle for you to be pushed over the edge. She knows, so she was doing it. Savouring every second of you being in need of her to help you out, send you over the edge. “Oh, my God.” Your breath was caught in your throat, words coming out as a whine. One suck, and she was off you. One lick and she was gone. Her finger circles your entrance next. All three techniques: she alternates them until you were begging. Begging for her to just fuck you harder, so that you could come.

“Amber.” You huffed, a harsh exhale expelled from your nostril. “Please.”

Her hand stops its movement on your ass cheek.

“Fuck me.” You demanded, “Make me come.”

“Are you sure your tired little legs won’t give way, sweetheart?” She asks, studying your cunt. Watching it clench around absolutely nothing, a string of slick leaking out of your hole and she catches it into her mouth.

“Fuck! Amber, please!” You cried, “Please…”

She yanks you back into her mouth and mercilessly sucked your cunt, anywhere and everywhere, letting the pleasure skyrocket to a point of absolute no return. Your noises matched up with her movements, one for one. Amber was so smug and you knew it. The thought of that look on her face made you even more turned on. You let go, unraveling right into her mouth as she was still fucking you. Your legs were shaking, and you choke on a sob. Cursing under your breath, you were gasping for air as she worked. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you feel her stick her pointer and middle fingers back inside you, assaulting your g-spot.

“Want me to stop?”

A barely coherent ‘no’ from you was heard, you were gone. Wanting nothing more than coming again, and again, and again.

“Ah!” You exclaimed, legs giving way entirely.

“Oh, fuck. So wet.” Amber comments, coaxing a second high out of you soon after your first, “Fuck, I can’t believe you’re mine. Oh, my God.”

“Could you give me another one, hm?” She requests, twisting her fingers before hitting your sensitive spot.

You nodded eagerly, she continues this method where her thumb also rubs against your clit at the same time. “Mhm…that’s it, you got it.” Amber said sweetly, “Come for me now, sweetheart. Oh, good girl. Fuck, fuck. That’s my girl~”

As the warm water hits your back, washing off the sweaty feeling on your skin, Amber’s front was pressed against your back as she rests her chin on your shoulder and hugged you. “I swear if that was your way of getting back at me for not letting you work tonight…”

“No.” She assured, “It’s just…been a bit and, it’s not fair to you that you have to take care of that yourself, you know? We both got to relax and that was amazing. So thank you for making me take tonight off. And for that fucking hot —”

“I got it.” You quickly interjected her before she could say it.

Amber plants a kiss on your shoulder, giggling knowing that you were now shy after the fact. “Was it good?”

“Amber!” You chided, turning around to face her.

“Well?”

You sigh, playfully rolling your eyes, “Fuck yeah it was good. I felt like I went into a whole other dimension. No idea what the fuck I was saying or sounded like. All I could feel was you, making me feel so good.”

She grins, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to your lips, then smoothly turning the water off. Amber took you by the hand, exiting the shower with you.

You and Amber were then comfortably in bed, cuddled together after drying off and getting changed. “If you’ve made me unable to walk in the morning and I can’t go to work because of it, I don’t even know what to say.”

“You’re working an afternoon shift tomorrow, y/n.” Amber says, “I think you’ll do just fine, sweetheart.”

You sulked, she lays her head on your chest. You played with her hair instinctively, her palm was resting on your chest. As per usual. You loved moments like these with her more than anything, honestly. You knew this was when she was most relaxed. Really. It made her sleepy and honestly all that was on her mind was you. And you, weren’t her job or anything else that could stressed her out— as established earlier. Ahem.

“Good night, baby.” She murmured, turning around just enough to look at you with such a sweet smile on her face and eyes that were in the shape of little crescents. God, she was so fucking endearing.

“G’night, Ams.” You stroked her hair, then massaging her scalp as your fingers ran through it, “I love you.”

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💭A/N:

I started this one on June 23rd so it’s long overdue. But it’s finally done now.

[sillylittledudestuff]

neville longbottom headcanons

bc the brain rot is getting to me

( 90% of this is just me projecting… )

he’s SO insecure.. like the type of person to be so overly worried about how he presents himself in front of people

it doesn’t help that his gran pressures him so much

he has decent grades, his only outstanding in herbology. he’s so ashamed about it tho, hates that he isn’t better at other subjects

pretty sure it’s canon he’s only really good at herbplogy bc he doesn’t need a wand ( he was using his dads wand up until the end of 5th year )

puts so much pressure on himself he finds it hard to acc.. BE himself yk?

that scene where harry was like “you’re doing it again” in goblet of fire, probably/most def hurt ALOT

he tries so hard to be good and better ALL THE TIME ( despite still failing at it ) and he finally has a time he can relax and hang out ( with HARRY of all people ) and he gets shut down :(

ofc i’m not blaming harry, but… i feel like sometimes neville feels like he’s stupid for ever thinking someone would want to hear about herbology

he’s most def on the spectrum and probs has generalised anxiety disorder

i like to head canon him as trans ftm

the type of person to give his s/o rocks that ‘remind him of them’ or give them flowers every day or just stare lovingly into their eyes

so head over heels over whoever he’s dating, but also needs CONSTANT reassurance

i MIGHT be projecting but he tries SO HARD to be the best; but never is

he wants to be like hermione, making good grades, so effortlessly ( in his eyes ), but he cant and it’s so frustrating

i can imagine him studying in his dorm or the library, his elbows on a table, fingers gripping his hair while he triest to focus so hard but just can’t understand the subject

he stresses over it so much, he can’t get the spell right or memorise the content which causes him to cry

tw: self harm

he starts to hate himself, slowly leading him to do anything to harm himself

it starts off with simple pinching himself or hitting himself when he does something wrong; slowly leading up to much more, like cutting and maybe burning

before it got that bad i can imagine he would sometimes not be as careful around plants that bite or burn, somewhere deep inside he hopes they’ll do just that

i think at one point it got so bad he would go to the astronomy tower and dangle his feet off of the edge; too scared to do anything but he still sit there, gazing off

with the help of some supportive friends he gets better; he realises he doesn’t ALWAYS need to be perfect

but that nagging thought is always with him in the back of his head, and he despises it

[libra-stellium]

Saturn conjunct Ascendant

As a 14 degree Pisces rising this was March 12, 2024 to May 8, 2024.

"Bitch wtf is going on????" - me the entire 57 days and it's coming back around in early 2025

Notes from Saturn in Transit - Erin Sullivan

Saturn over the ascendant can be experienced as an extremely dramatic shift from "who you used to be" to "who you will be" but with a rather traumatic period of uncertainty while the no longer useful persona is sloughed off

It’s been a weird timeeeeeee like there’s some things i'm like so excited about that are a “new me” and then there’s some other stuff I’m like 💀💀💀 about and I’m gonna pretend like nothing is happening for a while longer bc this feels like too much change at once 🥲 maybe in 2025 lol my mind has been going nonstop!

The thresholding that is experienced during this time can be a shock to someone who has strongly identified with or has been identified with a particular and definite image

lol I literally introduced myself as an astrologer to someone the other day bc they mentioned astro and me being an attorney never came up and it honestly felt nice 😩 yeah my entire schooling revolved around becoming an attorney but like it doesn’t "feel" like I succeeded at it lmfao and I’m honestly not putting a lot of effort into making it feel like success either so 🙃

Understanding this necessary loss of personal identification greatly reduces stress and allows a more conscious transition into the new self image. The struggle is all about coming to terms with unconscious material in the conscious mind and vice versa

I think so much is happening in my unconscious mind bc I usually remember most of my dreams in complete detail and the last two weeks at least I know I’ve had very longgg detailed dreams but when I wake up I can’t remember it in the part of my brain that can say it into words lol I feel like I’m missing out on messages!

Saturn brings to the ascendant all the manifest experiences and control issues that have dominated the last 14 year extraverted cycle during which the individual learned how to be present and accountable in the conscious world or accomplishments, deeds, and collective goals

"I'm giving myself goals because I don't know what to do with myself if I'm not accomplishing anything." - Me in 2021 a year after getting my law degree lol I feel like it encompasses this whole thing! During this transit I wrote a list of personal goals and they're not outward things like graduation they're more like be consistent with skin care lol the other day I told my aunt I just relaxed and I didn't do anything and she was like if you're so boring why don't you go on a walk and i was like??? I didn't say that?? lol made me not want to say anything else!!

Symbolic of a descent into oneself

When I first read this I was like oooh seems zen 🧘🏾‍♀️ IT WAS NOT ZEN IVE BEEN IN THE TRENCHES!! It feels like too much pressure to know and be like "this is who I am" i just want to be a pisces rising whose personality changes whenever

Notes from Planets in Transit - Robert Hand

You will try to eliminate everything in your life that is not necessary to fulfilling responsibilities

I didn’t do many things just for fun during this time everything had a purpose. I did finish reading two books unfinished from last year and it was in an attempt to spend less time watching videos which worked!

You will become more complex and simpler at the same time

Idkkkk I’m not sure I understand what this even means

You are finishing up tasks going into a 5-8 year period of relatively quiet preparation for a new beginning

I feel like I’ll see this more in 2025 bc right now I don’t really have anything started that needed to be finished lol

You may have less freedom of movement than usual because of the pressure of circumstances and the need to get things done

A week into this I made happy hour plans and I was going to leave work extra early bc I had nothing to do and I got an assignment literally 2 hours before I was going to go! I did finish in 2 hours and went to HH but it was stressful lol

You may have to exert more effort at work in order to get the job done

For real the last month I actually had so much more work at work than usual I was working a full 8 hour day sometimes 😭 usually I have like maybe 8 hours of work a week!

Your superiors may give you even more responsibility than you would choose to have

Facts! The last few days I’ve been essentially training this girl at work and the last day of this transit I finished lol seemed fitting

Do not start out on a completely new project because in a few years you may find that you do not have the material or psychological resources to complete it

This makes me feel like it should be about something big 😂 I have not started any projects lol I did apply to a few jobs but none of them even responded to reject me so that was also unintentionally not started

Good relationships will not suffer but bad ones will break up completely

I feel like Saturn in aqua in my 12H took care of most of the bad relationships already lol so this was fine

You are withdrawing from everything in your life that is in the way of your development during the next few years

Yeah I’ve been more annoyed than usual at people around me who are making the choice to struggle just bc they don’t want to try something new 😩 it’s been making me feel like I can’t be as close to them like it’s contagious 😂

Avoid building a wall between yourself and others because they are important to you now that you are excluding those who do not belong

Yes I’ve been making it a point to actually say yes to events lol but it's hard to keep in contact with people for some reason! I forget to or think that less time has passed and then I check messages and it's been weeks!

This is a productive time

I did get a lot done! I cooked a lot of meals, I washed all my bedding that’s been sitting there since end of last year, I cleaned my fish tank, I cleaned the mildew off my bathroom walls, I put a lot of my clothes away, my recycling pile is way down, I built a storage shelf thing for under my desk, I sewed a skirt, I read and wrote a lot

Follow through on the tasks that need to be done and get your life in shape for the next phase of preparation

I’ve been intentional about this! I made a list of things I want to get out of my saturn return in my 1H and one of those things is clear skin so I’ve been consistent with the routine like actually tracking it on the calendar! Losing weight was another on that list and the last two months I was just focusing on food like getting back into cooking and the last almost 3 weeks I’ve been tracking all my food and even using a food scale. On the last day of this transit I signed up for the gym!

Overall I would give this transit 6/10 😂 the mental anguish was toooo much Omggg I hope it’s easier in 2025 and after that I’m glad I don’t have to deal with this for another 30 years