#literally vibrating out of my body i am SO excited goodness

[skzstannie]

Hii it’s okay if you can’t but I was wondering if you could do a skz x 9th member reader where she was in a car crash as well as the others? But she was badly injured as well and had to be looked after by chan because she wasn’t in good condition? Totally okay if you can’t thanks❤️

"You're awake!"

SKZ-> ot8 x 9th member!reader (Chan-centric)

genre: angst, hurt/comfort wc: ~3,200 cw: some cussing, car accident, reader and skz get hurt

summary: ^^ see request

A/N: Hello! Not super happy with how this came out, but I hope you still like it anon! Started a new semester, so updates will be less frequent, but I'll still be lurking in everyone's feed through likes and reblogs 👀

Masterlist | Happy Scrolling!

"I'm just saying, if penguin's could fly, I think they'd take over the world."

"Felix, literally what are you talking about?" you give him a strange look from where you're seated diagonal from him in the car.

"If penguins ever learned to fly, I think they'd try to overthrow the government in a vengeful fury."

You all sit in silence for a moment, trying to preserve the last of your braincells from deteriorating.

"Okay..." Seungmin responds, quirking his eyebrow at him.

"I am so excited for tonight!" you break the silence that settles, practically vibrating in your seat from the excitement.

"We know, you haven't stopped talking about it," Minho boredly comments, his phone lighting up his face from the shadowy back seat.

Jeongin throws an elbow in his side from where he's seated beside him, earning himself a nasty glare from the man. "Don't be mean to Ynnie, she's just excited to perform."

"I'm so sorry. Let me rephrase that," he clears his throat, setting his phone down in his lap, "Oh my gosh, I know! It's all you've talked about since this morning!" he squeaks, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," you mumble, rolling your eyes at your grumpy member.

Before Minho has the chance to respond, your entire world is shaken when another car T-bones you from the right.

Time seems to slow down as the car is flipped, sending you out of your seat towards the ceiling of the car. Your seatbelt manages to control some of the damage to your head, but it slices into your neck from the pressure. Blood starts to drip out of your wound, but you don't even feel it as your hazy gaze travels over to your members.

Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes land on Felix's still body in the back seat, his eyelids draped shut. He doesn't appear to have any other injuries, but you're immediately ripped away from the sight of Felix when you hear Minho groan in pain. You Jeongin a quick once over, and upon seeing no visible injuries, keep your eyes moving. You don't miss the way Jeongin's hands are firmly grasped around Felix's forearm as he shakes the older man, trying to wake him.

It's painful to twist in your seat, but you do so anyway. Catching a glimpse of Minho, you see a jagged piece of glass protruding out of his forearm. It appears small, but you know it must still hurt like a bitch. Other than that he looks okay, so you continue to look over your remaining members. His eyes are panicked as he frantically looks over the four of you. "You guys ok?" his voice shakes with fear, and his teeth are clenched from the pain radiating from the glass in his arm.

The ringing in your ears starts to subside a bit, and the grunts coming from your right get louder. Seungmin's arm is twisted at an unnatural angle, and there's blood dripping from his left eyebrow. You can't bring yourself to answer Minho, the shock still clouding your mind.

As the rest of your senses start to come back to you, your focus remains on Seungmin as he huffs in pain. You feel a stinging sensation in your thigh, but as you slowly start to drop your head to look, you feel a shaky finger reach under your chin.

Seungmin's reached his hand out, gently pulling your chin until your eyes meet his again.

"Just keep looking at me, Yn," he whispers. You do as you're told, but the pain is worsening by the second, and your breathing starts to quicken.

All else is tuned out as your eyes remain on Seungmin's unwavering gaze.

Seconds feel like hours as you sit there in the car. Your eyelids start to become heavy, and you fuzzily catch Seungmin's eyes turn frantic as your blinks become slower and more frequent.

"Just keep your eyes open, don't fall asleep," he repeats. His word are gentle at first, but as your mind turns to mud, his voice becomes louder and urgent, almost screaming at you. You feel a rough hand grab your shoulder from behind, shaking you. Their attempts to keep you awake are futile, though, as everything becomes too much for you to handle.

"No, don't close your eyes! Stay with me!" and that's the last thing you hear before you drift off into the darkness.

~ ~ ~

You're awoken to the sound of quiet repetitive beeping.

Opening your eyes is a task all in itself, your eyelids feeling impossibly heavy.

After a moment of struggle, you're met with the bright light from a window to your right. You slowly turn your head to the side, and you see Hyunjin, Chan, and Changbin all perched on the couch. It looks uncomfortable, the way all three of them are scrunched up on the little loveseat.

You let your gaze linger on them for a moment, their presence providing a calming sensation for your jumbled mind.

Suddenly, your surroundings overwhelm you. You become terribly aware of all the wires connected to you. The ECG stickers become your biggest enemy, and the IV sticking out of your hand makes you angry.

Really angry.

You groan when you try to lift your arm, a sharp, shooting pain radiating down from your shoulder. You push through the pain though, urgent to remove all these wires from your body. The bandages littering your body feel as if they're burning your skin, and you've never needed to get something off of you faster.

You begin to peel the bandages from your arms, the pain from the adhesive no match for the pain you had been feeling previous to their removal.

Your agonistic groans manage to wake Changbin, and he panics when he sees you frantically tearing at your ECG stickers.

He jumps up from the couch, earning a yelp from Hyunjin as he was using Changbin as a pillow.

You're too overwhelmed to care about their actions as you continue to tear at your skin, even the blankets covering your body feeling like burning coals on your skin.

"Woah, what are you doing? You can't take those off yet," Changbin tells you, rushing to your side to try and restrain your arms.

"They're hurting me," you mumble, wretching your arms out of Changbin's grip to continue to pull at everything that touches you.

"Yn," Hyunjin gasps, quickly standing to his feet, running over to help Changbin.

Chan awakens from the commotion, alarm bells immediately sounding in his head when he sees your panicked movements.

You become more frantic when Hyunjin grabs one of your arms from Changbin, rendering you immobile.

"Get off!" you screech, yanking on your arms as hard as you can. Chan quickly runs out of the room in search of any healthcare professional he can find.

"You're gonna hurt yourself," Hyunjin struggles against you, holding tightly onto your hand.

"Let me go!" you continue to scream like a banshee, "You're hurting me!"

Neither do as you say, fearing for what you'll do to yourself if they listen.

"You're ok," Changbin pleads, bringing one of his hands away from your arm to rest it gently on your forehead. "Please calm down, everything will be ok."

You're too panicked to notice Chan re-enter the room, a nurse trailing in behind him.

She has a shot in her hand, and she hurriedly comes up beside Changbin to administer the drug. She hastily inserts the needle into your upper arm, and it only takes seconds for your demeanor to soften. Your thrashing becomes weaker, and your shouts become quieter, turning into soft mumbles.

The guys let out a sigh upon seeing your eyes close, your stature finally relaxing into the hospital bed once again.

"What the hell was that?" Hyunjin huffs, slightly out of breath from the physical altercation.

"Sometimes patients can be violent when they wake up out of a coma. It can happen to anyone," the nurse explains, taking the chart off the wall beside the bed. "We'll get some soft restraints to put on her arms before she wakes up again. It's unlikely for her to panic again, but it's just a precaution."

The guys nod, all three of them staring at your now peaceful face.

~ ~ ~

The next time you wake up, you feel as if you're experiencing deja vu. Your eyes open slowly, and you wince at the feeling of them being crusted over from sleep.

You also become strikingly aware of the aching pain radiating from your thigh. Your leg remains immobile, and you feel the constricting cast running from your mid thigh down to your ankle.

You go to bring your hand up to rub your face, but your movements are restricted. Your attention is brought to your hands, now laying limply by your side. There are restraints covering your wrists. Your face contorts into an expression of confusion, and you glance at the couch to your right.

Seated there are Chan, Hyunjin, and Changbin. Your deja vu hits you harder when you see them resting against one another, sleeping soundly.

"Chan," you call out to him, your voice surprisingly hoarse, your throat scratchy and raw.

He immediately jolts up, waking the other two in the process.

"Hey, you're awake," he says, getting up from the couch.

He's cautious as he walks over to you, taking slow steps to get to your bed. Changbin and Hyunjin watch from the couch, keeping their distance. Their expressions rival Chan's, somehow looking even more timid.

"Hi," you suddenly feel shy under their gazes, "Why are you looking at me like that? I can't even move; can we get these things off of me."

"Yea, sorry, the nurse said it was just precautionary. I'll go get someone to take them off of you," Hyunjin gets up from the couch, hurrying out into the hallway.

Realization dawns on you, and you bring your eyes to meet Chan's again. "Did I hurt someone? What happened?"

"You were trying to hurt yourself," a nurse enters the room, answering the question for Chan. "You were in a coma for a couple days. Sometimes, when patients wake, they can turn aggressive. Which you did, but nobody was hurt, the boys stopped you before you could do any damage."

You just nod, not entirely sure how to respond. She explains in more detail what had happened as she takes the restraints off your wrists.

"We had to sedate you, so you were out for an additional day. On the bright side, your coma allowed for your body to do some of the tough healing while you were unconscious. You had a surgery on your thigh the night you were brought in due to a compound fracture in your femur. The surgery was successful. It seems to be doing well for now, of course we'll have to bring you back in for some check-ups, but you should be good to go for now."

Your eyes widen as she goes on and on. Chan sits beside you, rubbing a hand up and down your back to help comfort you. The nurse continues about the paperwork, and leaves to gather it so you can leave.

"How are you feeling?" Changbin asks from the end of your bed.

"Overwhelmed," you answer curtly. The thought of not being able to perform for a while hurts your heart. Not only that, but you can't even walk!

Your suddenly hit with a wave of memories from the night of the accident, and your eyes water at the thought of the rest of your members who were in the car with you.

"Are the other guys alright? Where are they?" your voice is panicked as you ramble off questions.

"They're ok, we promise," Chan reassures you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. "They went home a couple days ago to rest. None of them got hurt as badly as you did. They all got some stitches, Seungmin's got a broken arm, and Felix has a pretty nasty concussion, but they're ok."

You sigh in relief, allowing your head to rest on Chan's shoulder.

The nurse comes back in, a folder filled with paperwork in hand. "As soon as you fill these out, you'll be good to go! Your medications and dosages are in this little baggy. You had some lacerations on your side, but we just covered them with butterfly bandages. The stitches on your neck can be taken out at your next appointment. Just be weary of them as you go about your day, try not to turn your head too quickly," she instructs, handing over the paperwork.

Within a few minutes, everything is filled out and you've been put in a wheelchair. Chan stands behind you, wheeling you out towards the van. Hyunjin carries your crutches from beside you, and Changbin holds your medicine and the paperwork.

Getting in the car was a hassle all in itself, as your leg felt like a million pounds with the cast on it. Your hip was so sore from laying in bed for so long, so you opted to have Chan lift you into the car.

Once finally settled, you lean back against the seat and close your eyes. You don't want to admit it, but you know these next few months are going to be difficult.

~ ~ ~

It's been a few weeks now, and things have started to go back to how they were before the accident. This is the first regularly scheduled week since then, and you're grateful for the normalcy.

Your managers had put everything on hold for a while, allowing you and the rest of your members to recover some. They knew it was a difficult time for all of you, and you were thankful for their leniency.

You have been spending most of your time on the downstairs couch, lounging around in front of the T.V. Various members would join you throughout the day, helping you with whatever you needed. Chan has certainly been the most doting, running at your every beck and call.

Today was no different; Chan decided to stay home with you while the rest of the members went to dance practice. He knew it'd probably put him behind, but they weren't set to perform for a good while, so he'll just catch up a different day. Plus, he knows Minho can handle them all just fine without him there.

The two of you are lounging on the couch, watching one of your favorite T.V shows, when Chan gets up to use the bathroom.

You hear the door close, and realize now's your chance. Your stomach's been growling for the past hour, but you didn't want to make Chan make you something.

However, you are done being the world's longest lounging couch potato, so you rise to your feet, grabbing your crutches from beside you, and make your way into the kitchen.

You know you don't have long before Chan finds you, so you ravage through the fridge quickly to try and find something to eat. You see your leftovers from the other night neatly packed away, so you grab those.

You carefully set your crutches down, leaning them on the counter next to you before hopping, leftovers in hand, to the microwave.

Unfortunately, the rug in front of the sink slips beneath you, and you fall onto the ground, your leftovers opening and spilling out onto you.

"Oh for fuck's sake," you sigh. Thankfully, you're not hurt, your butt just a little sore, but some of the sauce now decorates your cast.

You hear the door fling open from down the hall, and a frantic Chan bursts into the kitchen a mere second later. "What are you doing?" he's panicked as he rushes over to you, his arms looping under yours to pull you up.

"I was just going to heat these up because I was hungry, but then I slipped. I'm fine," you lightly push Chan away from you, knowing fully well that you can stand on your own.

He looks slightly taken back by your attitude, but nevertheless moves towards you again. He wraps his arms around you in an attempt to pick you up, no doubt to carry you back into your permanent spot on the living room couch, but you give him a firmer shove this time. "Did I hurt you?" he worries, his eyebrows scrunching.

"No, I just want to walk to the bathroom myself and get cleaned up," you explain, doing your best to keep your composure.

"I can help, let me grab you a wash rag for your cast," he bends down next to you, rummaging through the cupboard.

"Chan, please," you sigh. As much as you loved being babied at first, enough is enough. "I need some time by myself. I love you guys, but I'm not sure I've had a moment alone since the accident." Your arms are crossed as he stands, a pout forming on his face.

"But we just want to help you," he says, puppy-dog eyes on full display.

"And I thank you for all you guys have done the past month, but I really need to start doing things for myself again," you reach past him, grabbing your crutches and head down the hall to your bathroom. "Now to get this sauce off me," you mumble as you push the door open with the end of your crutch.

~ ~ ~

You're laying on your bed later in the day, knee propped up on a plump pillow to help alleviate some of the pain from your aching leg, when you hear a knock on door.

You tell them to come in, and the door opens to reveal Chan. "Hi," he's timid as he walks in. He takes a seat on the edge of your bed, a guilty look on his face.

"What's up?" you ask, sliding your bookmark into the crease of your novel.

"I wanted to apologize on behalf of all of us. We've been really clingy since the accident, and we didn't realize we were overstepping."

"Chan," you sigh, adjusting yourself to sit next to him. "Please don't beat yourself up about this. Honestly, I was just a little frustrated earlier and took it out on you. You guys have helped me more than you know these last few weeks. I really don't mind all the doting."

His eyes light up at that. "Really?" his voice is giddy, and you regret that you were the cause of his sadness before.

While the overprotectiveness really did get on your nerves a bit, if it brings them that much happiness to take care of you, you suppose you can get past your grumpiness and let them do it.

"Really."

"Guys, she changed her mind!" he yells, and not even a second later, your door swings open, seven smiling faces staring back at you.

They hurry into your room, clumsily fighting each other to sit on your bed. They're still cautious of your leg, but they all manage to fit, even if a little squished.

"Don't make me regret this," you joke, ruffling Seungmin's hair from where he's laid out on your lap.

"You know you love us," Chan comments, smirking at you.

"I certainly do."

[mokisano]

Osuke Neko-Kun | Yarichin Bitch Club x Male reader [Chapter 1]

cw: Threesome, male sex, blow jobs, creampies, hate fuck, mating press, possible polyamorous relationship, mostly Ayato Yuri x Reader, Platonic relationships, oral sex, fingering, anal, BDSM, gangbang, sex toys eg. vibrators, pegging, rough sex, fluff, mentions and light descriptions of abuse

Summary: The new transfer student, [Name] [Last Name], has been moved to study at the 'great' all-boys boarding school Morimori Academy and has been quite excited to meet his best friends from middle school Yuri Ayato and Tamura Yui, especially Yuri, thinking nothing has changed from the year they haven't seen each other but oh boy is he wrong. Everything he seemed to once know about them has changed once he joined the school's Photography Club.

He's in for a hell of a ride. Literally.

People who identify as Female and minors DNI! This is not for you! If older female readers are looking for a Yari-bu x Reader I suggest reading 'That Girl' by @mozumon! This story will also have major spoilers for the manga so read with caution! I don’t own the characters, all were originally made and written by Ogeretsu Tanaka.

Everything felt so warm and soft as if your bed was just hugging your body as you rested quietly. Well until one of the cleaners busted into your room thinking you were ready and already down stairs getting your shoes on.

"Oh my! Master [Name]! I'm so sorry! Goodness-" She stuttered as she fumbled with the cleaning equipment in her hands as you sat up quickly from your bed half asleep but somehow had adrenaline in your veins.

The poor woman kept going on as you rubbed your eyes and combed your hair back with your hand as you glanced around you almost 'empty' room since you'd already done your packing which were only essential items "I, I thought you were already gone- or getting ready to leave!"

"Wait-" You then said, sleep still evident in your voice, the way your voice sounded almost scaring the poor cleaning woman alone, "What time is it?"

"U,uh...8:10 am I think young master-"

"8:10?!" you suddenly shouted as you grabbed your phone from charge and checked the time for yourself as the middle-aged woman looked like her soul left her body from your sudden outburst.

"I'm going to be late! Really late!" You shouted, since your home was a couple of minutes away from the academy, as you got out of bed and the poor cleaning woman slowly backed out of your room to give you space as you messily shoved your uniform onto yourself and brushed your hair. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be on your phone late last night.

Once you looked presentable you grabbed your things you ran to the door but suddenly stopped and glanced at your electric guitar that was placed neatly next to its case, contemplating if you should bring it before groaning and running out of your room to brush your teeth and get to the front door at a good time, leaving a dazed cleaner leaning onto the wall as she watched you run down the stairs.

You were tugging at the back of your shoe to make sure it was on properly before seeing the cleaning woman near the stairs, about to go back to cleaning before smiling and waving at you.

"Dōmo arigatōgozaimasu!" You thanked the kind woman before leaving the house in a rush causing the woman to shake her head and laugh.

You were almost out of breath as you got to the car that was waiting for you for almost an hour and a half, the driver's face full of stress and annoyance once you got in. You couldn't blame him.

"I'm so sorry sir! Please hurry!" You managed to breath out as you caught your breath.

"Alright alright! Just stop breathing so loudly.."

"Gomen!"

You bowed deeply to the driver once you arrived at the school gates, the time was just fine leaving you enough time to run to get your information and get to your homeroom and not look tardy on your 'first' day of school.

This was technically the other first year's have been their much more longer than you since your father was home-schooling you because he thought letting you go to a normal school was messing with your brain. Which it didn't but thank the heavens he gave you a chance.

"Enough already, just go." The driver then said with a small smile as he waved his hand outside the window of the car at you while you nodded. Making your way quickly down the empty halls of the school and reaching the place where you were given your things, hoping your things were already in your dorm.

"Come in!" a gentle voice would call from behind the door as you knocked before you opened it to show a kind-looking man in his early 20s, he had dark hair and ocean blue eyes and a welcoming smile as he sat behind a desk and computer.

"Ah! Good morning you must be Mr [Last Name] [Name] yes?" He asked, his voice as sweet as honey, a small smile on his face as you nodded. His fingers typed quite quickly as he searched for your information on the school's database.

"Alright, your homeroom will be 1-D, this will be your dorm key and this will be your schedule!" He then continued as he handed you your things, handing you another pair of the keys since it was normal for some first years to misplace their first set. "Now you should hurry off now. You don't want to be late."

You just nodded before leaving the room like your life depended on it, you really wanted to get this over and done with. Introductions are one of the worst things about the first days. It would've been so much easier if you came in on the actual first day...

As you got closer to the classroom door you could hear some faint voice before seeing the teacher at his desk before making eye contact with you, causing you to flinch ever so slightly. God why did his head move so quick...it was like he knew you were there.

The man soon got up, which none of the students cared about as he went to talk to you. God...let's pray this goes by quickly.

"Ah..." You mumbled out on impulse as you glanced at everyone in the room, your nerves getting the best of you before your teacher cleared his throat, as if telling you to go on.

"I am [Last Name] [Name], I recently transferred to MoriMori Academy. I like making music and playing guitar. Please take care of me." you said, a small blush coming onto your cheeks as you fiddled with your sleeves, all their eyes making you uncomfortable, as you did a small bow.

"Thank you [Name]-san, please take a seat next to Toono-san." the teacher said with a nod as the brown-haired boy called Toono raised his hand and gave you a smile. You returned and quickly sat next to him while the teacher started to talk as you did a little victory scream in your mind for successfully surviving the introduction.

"Hi, I'm Toono Takashi, I'm also a transfer student but you probably already know heh." The brown-haired boy that sat next to you greeted you with the same kind smile, his eyes were a beautiful emerald green and his hair looked soft and like you could fall asleep from just touching it.

You just chuckled softly behind your hand as you took in his features and nodded "And you probably know who I am. It's nice to meet you Toono-"

"Toono-san, [Name]-san you both can get to know each other AFTER, thank you." the teacher then said causing some chuckles and laughs to come from the others while Toono's face started to turn red while you sighed and looked to the side, embarrassed that you were caught.

You both apologised softly before looking at each other and laughing it off quietly. It's nice to know there is someone you know in your homeroom you could talk to. And not long after your other classes began, joy!

You had your head on your desk with a groan as the class ended and the students got ready to leave to have lunch with their friends while Toono got up and went over to you with a empathetic look and tapped your shoulder.

"Are you okay [Name]?" He said with a awkward smile as you raised your hair from the table, your bangs getting messed up in the process, letting out a hum before seeing a orange haired boy walk up to you both with a small skip in his step. And you could just tell that he was VERY well liked.

"Toono! Wanna have lunch with me?" the ginger haired boy asked with one of the most sweetest smiles you've ever seen, not seeming to notice you.

"Ah- Well I'd love too!" Toono replied with a small blush on his cheeks, but hey! you don't judge, as he talked to him while you just sat there akwardly looking to the side as you fixed your hair until you heard the orange haired boy say something.

"Ah~! Sorry! You must be the new transfer student right? I'm Yaguchi Kyousuke. But you can call me Yacchan! I hope we can be friends." Yacchan said with angelic smile, his chocolate brown eyes having a golden glow in the sunlight. Now you understood why Toono was blushing, this man wasn't just kind and popular...HE'S AN ANGEL!

"Ah- I'm [Last Name] [Name], but I think you already know aha...It's nice to meet you." you said awkwardly once again as you rubbed the back of your neck as your started to admire his features once again.

"Have you decided on a club you're going to join?" Yacchan then asked making Toono turn to you with a odd expression but you just ignored it for now.

"Well... I heard there was a Photography Club in this school but if there is a music club I'd love to join tha-"

"MUSIC YES!" Toono then said loudly with a shaky smile making you both look at the brown haired boy. "I mean, music club sounds like a perfect club for you [Name]!" he'd then say clearing his throat after that random outburst while you laughed it off.

"I'd agree with Toono if it wasn't full already..." Yacchan then said with a soft tone as he looked at Toono then you, smiling apologetically, "But I'm sure the Photography Club is in need for more members-"

"NO! I mean-" Toono then paused realizing he shouted again, causing the poor boy to blush embarrassedly and laugh to himself.

"Aw do you not want to be in the same club as [Name], Toono?" Yacchan said in a teasing tone as a small smirk grew onto his face, leaning closer to him while Toono tried to find the right words. The scene in general making you laugh.

"What no! It'd be great to have [Name] in my club it's just- there are so many other clubs that can work with music!" he said as you looked at him with a deadpan expression "Yeah like what?"

"..."

"That's what I thought, plus it doesn't sound that bad!"

"Are you really sure? It's just...never mind but are you sure?"

"Toono...Plus I'm sure next year there will be a space in the music club." You sighed out, leaving Yacchan to giggle at the little conversation, while Toono just nodded in a defeated way.

"And since we'll share the same club soon you've gotta help we register for it!" you said in a childlike manner as you got up from you seat as playfully punched Toono's shoulder to which you internally shouted at yourself for while Toono nodded again but more willing to help you, his smile less shaky as well.

"Oh yeah! Would you like to sit with us too [Name]?" Yacchan then invited you, tilting his head slightly making you think of a cat.

"You really should! We're having Yacchan's cousin join as well!" Toono then added, Yacchan looking to the side with a unreadable look on his face once Toono mentioned his cousin but who were you to pass up an opportunity like that? "Sure! It's better than walking around the place alone!"

"Great! Cmon~" Yacchan then said, seemingly going back to normal as he held onto your sleeve gently, making you blush as the unexpected act but it made you smile either way.

'This is going amazing~ I'll see you soon Yuri!'

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[wepsi]

Sexting Lucifer during his meeting (smut)

It is literally 8AM rn XD Female reader, established relationship

TW: sexting, masturbation, sex toy, orgasm denial, dom/sub, slight chocking, sexting pictures, public setting, punishment, implied sex,begging

U for you, L for lucifer

Scenario: You were laying on Lucifer's bed texting him, waiting for him to come home after another long day.

Another night that Lucifer won't be coming home till late, this wasn't unusual but tonight you were feeling particularly lonely, maybe it was because your period just ended and you wanted some intimacy. You tried sending him a text, he wasn't always able to respond but today you wanted to try your luck.

U: When will you be getting home tonight my morning star?

You wait a few minutes growing disappointed, maybe he's busy... But just as you set your phone down it buzzed lightly, and you couldn't have picked it up faster.

L: I have a two hour meeting I am waiting to attend at the moment, after that my love I will return as soon as possible.

You blush and smile at your screen, shyly typing out...

U: I miss you :(

Lucifer was sitting outside the meeting room waiting for the previous one to end to start his. Seeing his screen light up with your message he chuckles to himself, you are so cute.

L: Be a good girl and wait patiently for me, I will return promptly to you when I am dismissed.

Did he know what he does to you when he calls you that, after a week of no sex and his absent you felt incredibly needy. A hand sneaking down in your pajama pants, surprised that you were soaked, did your body crave him that much?

Fondling yourself as your head becomes hazy and body becomes hot, you were imaging Lucifer's fingers as your own and slowly that wasn't enough. Going to your room retrieving one of your toys, something you brought from the human realm but never needed after going out with Lucifer ;). Eyeing the small pink dildo vibrator you gulped, it was definitely not Lucifer sized but it will have to do. After pleasing yourself for a few minutes mind becoming blurrier you had an idea, embarrassment replaced by need, you knew this message would earn you a punishment but you were a brat after all. With one hand you shakily type out and send the message, excited and nervous to wait for the response.

U: I'm really wet and craving you right now.

At this point Lucifer was already in his meeting, phone on the table faced down, for anyone else his notifications are muted but for you they are always on. Hearing his phone buzz, Lucifer tilts one side of the screen up and glances at the notification, but immediately slams it down when he sees the content of the message. "Is everything alright?" Diavolo asks. "Everything is just fine do not worry." Lucifer pretends to be calm while he blushes slightly and his pants becoming tighter and uncomfortable. He takes his phone and messages you under the table, Diavolo leaves him alone the rest of the meeting, he never texts during meetings so it must be important right?

L: What is the meaning of this?

Mauling over the ways this can play out, and getting hornier by the second he types again.

L: Are you pleasing yourself at this moment?

You bite your lip, pleased that he's giving you attention over all his other duties. You decided to reward him, switching your phone camera on, and taking a picture of yourself from a higher angle. Making sure to get everything in the picture, the lewd flushed face you were making and your hand still in your pajamas with a slightly damp spot at the crotch.

Since it took you a few minutes to get the perfect shot Lucifer put his phone down but waits very impatiently. Trying not to look too desperate to pick it back up when it buzzed again. A photo sent? He could not have opened it faster while his heart was beating out of his chest with excitement.

There you were in all of your glory, making that face that only he can see, his eyes trail down your arm and the disappeared hand. His hard on getting slightly painful at the sight of your wet spot, but wait? from the bulge of your bottoms there is something else there.

L: Are you using something else down there too hmm? I don't remember giving permission for that.

You gulped but hands not stopping anytime soon.

L: As a punishment, show me what it is

U: No! that's too embarrassing >w<

L: This is not a request this is a order, now show me what my good girl uses to make herself feel good.

I mean who could say no to such a hot demand from such a hot demon. The fact he's in public reading these messages only added to the excitement. You pull the dildo out, holding it in your hand and took a picture then sent it.

At this point the phone is not on the table but firmly in Lucifer s hands, the meeting fading in the background already. When the photo sent it was hard to hide his excitement. Seeing your slick coating the little pink toy got him blushing so hard he had to hide his face with his hands. He also finally notices you were on his bed this whole time.

L: You just can't wait for me to come over and fuck you isn't that right?

Another photo sent, this one the same as others , except your bra is gone and your were fondling your breast, pinching your nipples just like he would, face even more flushed than before. God why didn't you guys sext before, thought Lucifer, this would make everyday so much more bearable at work, damn maybe even exciting.

L: I know you're about to cum, but you can only tease yourself until I give you permission to orgasm.

You were so so close though, you couldn't disobey him, but you wanted to cum so bad. The only way was to beg you knew.

U: Please Lucifer please I'm so close

L: Please what?

You knew he was looking for something dirtier, so through the shame you typed.

U: Please let me cum, I want to cum so bad, I'll be your good girl later tonight so please?

After a pause, satisfied with the answer he replies.

L: Ok pretty girl I'll allow just this one, cum for me

Having the permission now you let yourself go, quickening the pace like he would've while imagine him whispering all these thing in your ear while fucking you. You've masturbated before so why does this feel so much better with him involved?

Coming off from the high you felt the embarrassment of what you did sinking in, what if he didn't actually like this he's just putting up with you and you distracted him from his meeting.

U: Are..are you enjoying this or am I just bothering you

The last thing he wants is to discourage you from doing this again so if encouragement is what you want it's what you're going to get. You get a string of texts from Lucifer that would make any one blush.

Those photos made me so hard, what do you have to say for yourself?

As punishment,I'm going to tie you up and tease you when I get home

God I can't wait to taste you and feel you on my skin

I'm going to make you feel so fucking good tonight my good girl

I'm already so hard thinking about what I'm going to do to you

I'm going to bend you over the bed and have my way with you

I want your clothes off the second I walk through the door

Scratch that I'll be home in a hour. I want you naked and on the bed when I walk in

You felt yourself getting wet again at those scandalous messages and as if he knew your phone buzzed again.

Be a good girl and make your pussy wet for me in preparation for when I return

An hour later...

Lucifer calmly walks through his bedroom door, though his pants gave away how calm he actually was, he walks to the bed and pulls your face up to his by your neck and hums,

"Distracting me like that, did you really think you would get away with this? I'm going to make you a mess tonight." ..............................................................................................................................

Part two is posted!

Check out my master list for more content!

Authors note: Phew this was a long one, I had to do some *cough* research *cough* to get the roles down, tell me how I did!

[siremasterlawrence]

Frat Hypnosis: The Five

Don’t you hate it when your friends demand you join them on a campus trip that I well unfortunately have to be a part of as they literally drag me out of the house.

I am in the car with my asshole best friend Brenton who is in just a tee shirt, short tight pair of jeans wrapping on his waist and sexy.

He presses the button on the Raghu as it hit our senses blasting loudly into both or pit ears as we drive a long the coats I can see him turn to me.

He points at me in utter excitement saying I am so quiet when will I open up I had more then enough of this bullshit smacking him across the head.

He laughs a bit of it hysterically in a crazy yet fun, authentic and honest way as he is smirking at me. I roll my eyes continuously at his actions.

Cracking up at it I slip my pin into the radio as it emits a buzzing sound blasting through the radio hitting him like a eargasmic senses of emotion.

His facial expression went blank as he drove down the road way his cock rises beginning to stir upward as it points straight from his pants.

I giggle a bit reaching for it because In the base of a buzz the track induces a deep sexy tone pulsating in to his body as he is vibrating.

His ass began to shake a bit his nipples are pump, his pecs super strong bounce move upward and downward causing his shirt to pop open.

This is my chance taking action my hands are a go feeling him up every Inch and tight crevice spots of his body as he gasp in lust and desire.

His mouth flows open, tongue hanging from his mouth, the drool trickling down on to his face, he has this stupefied expression over his face.

He is so lost in his own haze of power heavy struggle spinning round and round with me rubbing his back and then I lay my head on his shoulder.

My lips attach to his neck kissing up slowly to him as we vibe together both heart beats begin to match and I make my way from the passenger seat.

Sitting behind him now my arms fully length going outstretch onto his shoulders continue to rub him his neck bends back, and I can smell his scent kissing him down.

“Brenton, we are more than friends because I am your Master. Master Lawrence is my real name, you will answer me sir yes sir and you will obey my every command.” I whisper into his ears controlling his new narrative as we arrive to the beach house.

“When you wake up on my command you will do exacts as I instruct you, you will park the car exit it going for a walk.”

“Yes park and go for a walk.”

“You will strip off your clothes and wait by the water.”

“Stand by it staring in to the lake but do not move.”

“Yes, Master Lawrence “

“Go!”

“Sir Yes Master Sir”

“Anyway! I can focus on the rest now “

“Hey Lawrence over here”

“Hey Zach! Catch”

“Woah! What’s this?

“Press the button”

“Ok sure weirdo”

“Whatever”

“Bbbooommm…ffflllaaassshhh”

“Uuuuggggghhhhh….what the fuck happen to me?”

“You are my slave, you love me and will obey everything I say.”

“Sir Yes Master Lawrence

“Colton is barbecuing”

“Hey Colton buddy “

“Hey Lawrence “

“Say cheese”

“Cheese”

“FLASH”

“Bbbuuuzzz”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“What…is…so…funny?”

“Remove your spatula”

“Spin to me”

“Focus on my eyes “

“Yyyeeesss”

“I am your Master”

“Yes! Master Lawrence “

“Good boi”

“Take a knee”

“Don’t worry the barbecue will be fine”

He can’t but smile scooting over on hind legs to my side he places his hands on my waist holding my hand and kisses my palms with love in my eyes.

“What do you wish of me?”

“Get back to work on my dinner “

“Yes Master”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“You are my bitch”

“I am your bitch”

“Pussy bitch”

“Sir Pussy Bitch Sir”

“I love when you touch my ass”

“Do you ?”

“Yes! Grope it “

“Hey Lawrence”

“Dustin?”

“They say you wanted to see me”

“Did you “

“Listen? I did “

“You will address me as Master Lawrence “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“I am your Master”

“Your king”

“Take off your clothes “

“Hell yeah”

“Say fuck!”

“Do a dance “

“Striptease”

“Yes sir!”

“Spin for me”

“You are my property “

“My slave”

“Kill it “

“Blow me a kiss”

“Between my legs”

“Touch me”

“Embrace me”

“Kiss me”

“Mmmm”

“Taste like candy “

“Not that song”

“It’s cheesy “

“I love it”

“Yes Master babe”

The end

[fiveht]

i've literally never read wolfstar in my whole life but i DO love me some drarry and i ADORE you. i devoured Disarm You and i truly. In my spirit and in my bones, need to see baby siri in subspace. or something. remus in top!space? possessive? protective? literally feral thinking about keeping sirius under lock and key (and plug) forever?? i am losing my mind here. remus being 6'5???? who do i ask about creating art for this??? tiny ass siri and NBA point guard remus?? and topping all this off with daddy!kink? let's talk about this fic and all your other favorite pairings forever and ever. write me back. love you.

UUUGH their height difference is everything to me. (Sirius is 5'7" btw, don't  @ me)

Okay so, their Christmas is mostly about like, watching movies and taking baths and learning each others' bodies, just touching all the time and having cute, dirty, exciting new relationship type sex, falling into bed together whenever they want because they have like two weeks together and no one to interrupt them.

But, once Christmas is over, I absolutely want to write some stuff that's just straight up PWPs with these two, because honestly PWPs are my thing, like that's my whole fandom existence up until like 6 months ago. And they have so many things to explore together, and baby boy is obviously getting tied up and plugged up and spanked and whatever else the two of them can come up with. Because Remus is the definition of down bad for this boy, like he's going to spend the rest of his days gritting his teeth trying to resist the urge to to toss Sirius over his shoulder and drag him to his bedroom and bind him to the bed and keep him there forever, because he just wants to fucking touch him ALL THE TIME, and know where he is all the time, and keep him safe and sheltered and right where Remus can always reach him forever and ever amen.

But what he'll do is buy a little bluetooth controlled vibrating plug and have Sirius put it in while Remus is on campus teaching his night class, and every now and then he'll just unlock his phone on his desk and turn the plug on and know that halfway across the city, Sirius is wailing into a pillow, because even at a distance, daddy controls his pleasure.

And he's not gonna do that, because Remus is not actually crazy, he just has crazy thoughts, because Sirius is like a fucking dream come true, a lifetime of fantasies made flesh, and it's breaking something in Remus' brain. But he also wants Sirius to be his beautiful self, and thrive, and get his engineering degree, and take over the fucking world if he wants to. So Remus isn't actually going to act on the caveman desires.

And what he'll do is get Sirius a whole new wardrobe and all kinds of expensive bath bombs and hair care products, because while Remus isn't a jealous man, he sure is a possessive man, and the idea that Sirius is walking around in the clothes that Remus picked out, smelling like mango shampoo because Remus wanted him to smell like that, that kind of ownership makes him feel fucking FERAL.

And what he'll do is strap Sirius into these pretty cuffs that bind his delicate wrists to his pale little thighs and he'll sit him in his lap and bounce him up and down on his daddy's cock until he's sobbing and three orgasms deep and still begging for it because he's daddy's good boy.

And then he'll carry him to a nice hot bath, and wash his lovely hair, and take him to the kitchen and make him pancakes at 3 in the morning, because Remus is his daddy, and that means he takes care of him. And Remus is, above all else, a complete fucking simp for Sirius Black.

So uh, hi, and thank you 😊

[astranite]

WIP Wednesday!

Never done one of these (mostly because I never actually thought of it in time for a Wednesday), but they’ve always looked fun. And when am I not going to take the chance to ramble about my own writing? I love hearing what people think about it.

My biggest and most favourite headcanon is that John is autistic. 

So this is very based off of that. And the fact that I am autistic and want to read and write about autistic characters!

It’s set after The Man From TB5 episode, because I just watched it twice in a row (yes back to back, I’d been having A Day), because I love it. So much John!

And I wanted to write John just unwinding after it, because parties are Exhausting, but then it kinda grew a bit from there. (Because Characters keep having Feelings and I am evidently incapable of writing just fluff because it always morphs into some kind of hurt/comfort something.) And John does not know that he is autistic yet. (I’d hope by 2060 we’d be a lot better at figuring this out and actually supporting people, but this was how the fic was going.)

@amistrio​ I started replying to you but then I started writing fic!

Bits of Amistrio and my discussion because we both have this headcanon if you want to hear more Here. 

I’ve been poking about this a bunch today because I’m excited. Even to the point of typing on my phone on the bus. I’ve got most of the parts I want to include down, but I just need to get them in a coherent order. So here’s the first bit!

Enjoy Thunderfam! *waves in particular to the neurodivergent ones*

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((Set after ‘The Man From TB5′ episode.))

John flopped down in the passenger seat of Thunderbird One with all the gracelessness of not expecting gravity to be there. He tipped his head back to lean on the head rest, closing his eyes against the everything.

Scott’s voice came from the front of the ship. “So, how was it?”

John cracked his eyes back open

“No fatalities,” he reported, “The mission was a success in spite of the structural damage.”

“I meant the party, but good to hear,” Scott replied.

Oh. He had thought— well, Scott could have been more specific. (Or John could be less literal, that would help.)

The party.

Because that’s what it had been. Instead of the small charity auction he was expecting, there had been a massive gathering of people: all talking, drinking, socialising. His idea of a worst nightmare.

“It’s me, Scott. How do you think it went?” John said flatly.

Scott made a sympathetic noise.  “You did seem pretty eager to get out of there.”

Under the light teasing, his brother knew that this type of Situation was not John’s forte.

He’d hauled John up into Thunderbird One when it became clear John would rather climb the grapple cable than be put down on the platform, full of jostling clamouring people wanting to crowd around him to congratulate their rescuer now the danger was over.

John’s heart was still racing. Whether it was more from the adrenaline in his bloodstream after his fall from the sky or the idea of nearly being back amongst all of that again, it was impossible for him to tell.

He took a deep breath.

Thunderbird One’s jets roared, the noise from the engines thrumming through the cahelium. John shifted in his seat. The sound scraped against his ears and vibrated through his body, setting him on edge. He could feel it in his teeth.

John took another deep breath.

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[ciaossu-imagines]

Another person with Skull as on of their fictional others 🥺 could I request dating headcanons for skull? Or what kind of date ideas and locations he would like?

Of course you can, my lovely anon! Skull gets very little love and I am always so excited to love him up whenever I get the chance! Thanks so much for the request and I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons!

So, straight out the date, I really see Skull as being the type of person who needs his partner or the person going on the date with him to be clear that this is a date. He's really just going to assume, even with all his apparent ego, that the person is just hanging out with him otherwise. Even if he's in a relationship with his partner and has been for a while, if they're out enjoying a night out, to him it's just them spending time together and not an official date. His partner, or the person interested in him, will literally have to say 'hey, why don't we go and do this, make it a fun little date night?' or, when plans are confirmed with Skull, they'll have to tack on a 'it's a date then' for him to really clue into these occasions being dates. I can't even fully explain why, but I do see him being kind of dense about things like that.

That being said, I do think dates overall mean a lot more to Skull than he lets on. He'll always be trying to play it cool - he's been on a ton of dates, of course, of course they want to go on a date with him, who wouldn't, he's a pretty boy hottie daredevil…but the man has some self-esteem issues and gets nervous sometimes, no matter how long he's been in a relationship but especially so when he first starts dating someone.

He would definitely be the type who it would really matter to him that date nights, solid committed date nights, were a thing in his relationships, even if he's been together with someone for years. There's just something romantic and sweet, in his mind, about taking that time to really connect, make the effort, and be in those moments with your partner.

Whenever it's at all possible, Skull is the type to either turn off his phone completely or at least put it on vibrate when on a date with his partner. He doesn't check it at all during the date, unless he absolutely needs his phone to look up something or things along those lines. Having that same respect and really that same show that his partner considers spending actual, uninterrupted time with him as much as he wants to spend it with him will also be something that is important to him. It kind of aggravates him and makes him feel bad about himself and the relationship to have his partner constantly be on their phone or to be checking it every couple of minutes when the two of them are supposed to be spending time together.

I do see Skull as someone who really does put effort into looking good when he's going out on a date. He'll really put more effort into his getting ready routine. He's the stereotypical 'girl on a first date' that we see in media, really lingering in the shower, making sure all the products he uses on his body, hair, and skin smell good, he'll debate several outfits and change his mind at the last minute. It's worse towards the beginning of dating someone but even for date nights with his partner, he's really putting in that effort to look good for them.

If it's a really special date night, for example if he and his date are celebrating a special occasion or if they haven't been able to see each other in a while, I do see Skull as being the type to pick up flowers because buying someone flowers, in Skull's mind, is really one of the most romantic things you can do. I think a lot of what Skull considers 'grand romantic gestures' are really influenced by media so flowers, love poems, serenades, stuffed animals, big scenes you'd see in movies are all things he thinks are romantic. He definitely seems like the type who would have done one of those flash mob surprises that thankfully went out of style as some grand romantic gesture for the person he was dating.

That's not to say that every date has to be this big thing. I do see Skull enjoying big fancy dates that are luxurious and romantic, but I also see him enjoying more low-key dates. I do headcanon him as someone who would be really into monster trucks, so going to a monster truck rally and grabbing greasy burgers after? That's also a date he'll love. Watching other daredevils? He's into that! Trying a fun activity like ax-throwing or laser tag together? He's all over that and he'll be trying so hard to show off for his date the whole time. He's also really into very chill and relaxed dates, just him, his motorcycle, his date behind him holding on to them, and the whole open road ahead of them. Long drives to nowhere, discovering new sights and little roadside attractions and diners together? It's heaven for Skull.

[ben-man]

Please tell me more about fat Light. I’m so curious

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM TO TALK ABOUT THIS I am quite literally physically vibrating. I grew up fat and remain fat so please for the love of fuck nobody be rude about me being just unfiltered about this.

Light Yagami is so obsessed with his exterior shell. His like beautiful ornate carapace. His mask. He's obsessed with his image, and a huge reason for this is his fathers position in society and being the perfect son to make his family proud and the fact that he is empty. There is a certain type of childhood where you grow up with a pit in your gut and anger in your heart and no reasonable place to put it or explanation for why you feel that way.

He is a young boy given the power to kill people, and an unnatural boredom borne of his privilege, nature, and power. He's unchallenged by school, he finds no connection in those around him, the distance between him and his family may as well be a chasm. There is no 'real' Light Yagami you will find under that flesh he cloaks himself in (because he doesn't even know who he is himself, he never got the opportunity to.)

I write this fairly often but I hate the characterization where Light is written as if Light and Kira are two different people. Kira is a young boys realization that if he acts sweet and remorseful enough he can get away with breaking other kids toys. It's the fucking feeling in the air when someone's position gives them the power to do whatever bloody cruel thing they want. Kira is a round-faced boy with a terrible weapon to kill. Many people forget that when Light first killed someone (in the manga) he basically cowered under his bedsheets for an entire night. He is bored, and he is empty, and to him excitement and feeling comes when he is so nervous he feels bile in his mouth.

In my mind he grows up fat, he's a pudgy fucking kid. And you know when you're young and fat and you are meant to be fingerpainting you crawl up that step stool and look in the mirror wondering why your soft, fat, unmanageable body doesn't look good enough.

And when you become an adult, for some the doorway to changing your body opens. It can fucking eat you whole man! And I write Light Yagami with these issues and interpret him as having a fuck ton of internalized fatphobia and body image issues, and now he's thin, unhealthily so. I usually write him struggling with eating.

When I do write him having the happy ending he doesn't deserve, I write him gaining weight as a good thing, and that means a lot to me! Internalized fatphobia makes you bitter and cruel not just to yourself but to others. He gets a very prominent double chin and gets larger gradually as he ages I think.

Also my friend @kattidiot wrote a BEAUTIFUL (unpublished) Light Yagami drabble about him being a child and crushing ants and his mother teaching him to bake so he directs that energy not toward covering his fingers in bug guts and he's looking back on that childhood and describes his fat little boy hands and how he doesn't want to add too much butter or sugar and so it always comes out wrong and his cruel perspective on his own baby-faced self is like so well written its like electric.

Anyway yeah diversity win the deranged mass murderer is fat.

[star-vibing-prompts]

Random shit I had or others had said as prompts.

Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of sus, dark humor(probably), dark themes(also probably), Sensitive topics

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"Motherfucker is high on cat nip at the top."

"Imma just kick this fish then-"

"Let me sleep with you!"

"STOP CREAMING YOURSELF"

"Let me throw your child!"

"I smacked a bad guy's booty."

"That was a good ass slap!"

"Give me all these delicious batteries!"

"Everybody died in this family!"

"I JUST SHOT HER BODY WITH MY GUN-"

"I DIDNT EVEN KNOW I HAD BALLS STILL!"

"I got stuff on my neck!"

"Be honest, am I hot?" "I'M GAY-"

"IMMA WHIP OUT MY BEANS ESSAY"

"Not the duckussy"

"Already sus gonna hide in the ooc"

"Okay I got my happiness, bye"

"I like me some Among Us"

"Can someone hold me please"

"[Name] stop searching. I wanna search something up to on him!"

"IS HE WRITING A FANFIC OML"

"I KNOW BUT WHEN I LAUGH I SOMEHOW CHOKE ACK-"

"You're more grosser than I am."

"Ohh~ Hee got the rizz~"

"OKAY BACK TO CRYING"

"I love dying screaming"

"IM CRYING WHAT DID WE JUST WALK IN ON???"

"I will slap myself if I say something sus"

"Let her scream lmao."

"Being force to talk by a 14 year old"

"Such a beautiful break up"

"STOP RIZZING ME"

"Anyway does anyone want to get slap by me?"

"Damn she hot"

"THE FUCK WOMAN???"

"DAMN I AM A LONELY BITCH"

"Actually *SHITTING* himself would be pooping. *PISSING* himself would be peeing."

"Why did you eat mah stick?"

"STOP EATING POOP???? WHOS POOP EVEN IS THAT???"

"I- Wha- ho- ...MY BRAIN CANT HANDLE THISI-"

"I think u just pissed him up even more"

"And why are you creaming [Name]?" "Damn tell me how you really feel about the cream jesus"

"One of them is: What the fuck is going on at this point and why am I still here for it?"

"I just love killing people!"

"I want to fuck Optimus Prime."

"Allergies are kicking me ass"

"I would've given you some but you didn't talk fast enough /j"

"[NAME] PLEASE I BE SILLY"

"I SWEAR ON [NAME] IT AINT ME"

"Why is [Name] robbing [Name2]"

"Enjoy your last peaceful moments"

"You were the chosen one"

"Then speak it"

"And [Name] just set himself on fire"

"I feel like I am being judged now,,,,,bye." *disappears*

"The shame has already been done there is no going back"

"My mom used to buy me robux before she mcfucking died"

"I BROKE MY STICK"

"THEY DONT KNOW WHAT GOES ON BEHIND CLOSED DOORS"

"My gaydar told me"

"What the fuck are smiley fries."

"Rice with beef broth because we have no chicken"

"Anime cat girls are canon within Spongebob now."

"The Cat Has Ingested The Wall"

"Split dat chicken wingg"

"Oeuur... digs chicken wing out of the carpet"

SHRIEKS AND BREAKS IN THROUGH A WINDOW

"They have been bestowed the name [New name]"

"I love the fumbling with the remote"

"Literally vibrating in my chair, I’m really excited for the game"

"That's so sad imagine someone hated you so much they wouldn't even spend more than 5 bucks to hire a hitman"

"Bro's gonna be willing to die after that"

"FLOOFY AND GOOBER"

"I wanna invite them for tea and crumpets

The best type of relationship"

"ILL FORFEIT ALL MY LEGAL POSSESSIONS TO HIM"

"Like damn dude you don't need THAT much eye liner"

"This is so emo"

"My dude needs to look fabulous"

"WHAT A GOOBER ! FOOLISH LITTLE FELLOW"

"OMG ITS MY KID"

"LIL GUY IS SPEEDY ASF"

"They got a little too silly"

"ITTY BITTY"

"They just need to put some ice on it"

"Aww noo they spilled the cranberry juice" :(

[sexplorerdora]

Describe our first sexually encounter babydoll, be detailed from the build up to the actual encounter… see what our followers have to say!!!

Well, we first matched on tinder. after a bit of conversation, we realized we had a good connection. We played a spicy game of 20 questions which turned into more and more because our curiosity got the best of us. After realizing we had alot in common, we knew we had to meet. We took our conversation to snapchat until we could. Now is where i knew I was really in for a treat! Daddy started sharing pics, gifs, videos, and sharing his favorite porn with me. He was showing me things he wanted to do with me, to do to me. This was such a turn on. I shared the things I wanted to try and his reponse everytime was "yes, we can try" This made me wet! He forbade me from masturbating. He wanted me to be at my peak so her could fully take care of me. With every pic he sent, the anticipation was building. He told me to take pics as work where I could possibly get caught. I did willingly and was so excited by it. A quick pussy pic back in receiving, a boob shot on the sales floor. He knows I think public is thrilling and desperately wanting to try more. We talked about toys. All I had at the time was a butt plug and vibrator. He wanted me to get a big thick dildo so he could use it on me. All this talk and I couldn't masturbate. He said he wasn't going to either so we were both ready to burst. On the day of, he told me to be naked for him as I answered the door and to have my toys ready for him. I did both. Toys ready on the side table, me naked answering the door on the first meet. I was nervous and excited! Daddy was pleased that I did as he said. He looked me up and down and had that grin of "im about to devour you." We kissed and made-out a bit before making our way into the bedroom. I climbed onto the bed and spread my legs. My pussy was begging for him. He dove right in and starting licking is HIS pussy. From this moment on, its all his! He takes the plug from the night stand and inserts it into my ass and continues to tongue fuck me. I'm writhing from the pure pleasure he is giving me. He stops and has me wrap my mouth around his huge cock! it tastes so good and I love swirling me tongue all around it. I turn to show daddy my pussy and his head ends up between my legs again. I'm sucking his cock as he is eating me out. It feels soooo fucking amazing that i accidentally squirt into his mouth! Ive never done that before and no one has ever done that to me! He had no complaints and told me I was delicious! He then has me on my back, He lifts me legs and spreads me wide. He slides his massive cock in slowly inch by inch. With the plug, this feels incredible! I don't think I could have it any other way again! He tells me to look him in his eyes and left my legs higher. I obey like a good girl and feel him deeper and deeper! I love feeling his cock deep in me!! He slides out and goes down to lick his pussy again! He starts to finger fuck me. I'm so lost in the moment that I can't tell where is hands are but I know I am pushing against them so hard! i feel the plug and his hands so deep in me! He is pushing back against me and letting me literally fuck his hands. I came so hard!!!!! He is the fucking best! We take a small break, His hands are still playing with his pussy. I can't believe I'm ready to go again so quickly. He then has me on all 4. He is ready to plow his pussy so hard! He slides his cock in and starts pushing me harder into the bed with each thrust. Harder and harder and it feels amazing! My body has never been pushed so hard, my legs never gone this wide. I was in immense pain, but loved it!! I promised daddy I would work on my flexibility. I want him to cum so hard and fill me up while fucking me like that! Daddy is not selfish, he knew I needed a break. We take a break again and daddy takes care of me. We end up talking and kissing. I tell him that he IS THE BEST I've ever had and will have. A man that is open, attentive, good with his cock, tongue, hands and bonus with the toys! Yes daddy! Whatever you want daddy! We finish the night with him massaging my clit into another amazing orgasm!!

[easy-revenge]

AKIMENO FIC RECS I GOTCHUUUU

I Don't Smoke - by bakakaneki (A Grief Fic™, aka my favorite genre.)

salvage - by lunaunscripted (Lunaurelle) (A slightly fluffier take on episode 7.)

EASY REVENGE - by miehczyslaw (pre-canon, earlier on in their relationship)

if you're going to break yourself - by somewherels (tinuvhiel) (Some nsfw, but only for Angst Purposes™. Character study.)

seconding whoever recommended Graveyard Shift - by heyday (liimbo) (Pre-canon, probably the closest to being at peace they can ever realistically be. Good dose of body horror in this one.)

I also just finished Engines of Want - by cicadabug. (Pre-canon character study, the longest fic on this list. It gets slightly fucked-up--though in a way that I think makes sense for them--and I don't know if that's your thing or not, but I thought it was very well-written and found it to be a very satisfying read, and this list would feel incomplete without it.)

(Also...thank you for your work on the akimeno playlist. I have discovered so many great new-well, new to me-songs because of it! Gonna go listen to "Gilded Lily" 10000 times while I sob, now.)

oh i am vibrating with excitement to check these out.

thank u sm. for reference in case of future recommendations i am in fact fine with anything, from ratings to themes.

i love tragedy and seeing my fav characters go through all kinds of fucked up shit what can i say dodmdbsisms

what i also wanted to say for the other ppl who are also gonna see this post is that ive read "if you're going to break yourself" and i changed my brain chemistry.

i have a dozen asks in my inbox rn about himeno and literally this character study could answer all of them. the characterization is so good. it's been a huge inspiration for me and my interpretation of himeno.

i go back to reread it frequently.

thank you again for the recs im always so so grateful. and im so glad you're enjoying my playlist <3333

[catboyyukineapologist]

NORAGAMI CH 100 THOUGHTS

guys I'm crying I'm genuinely crying actual tears. I was gonna make a "surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me" joke but it's no time to jokE. TOO MUCH IS HAPPENING.

And as a lot of people saw coming this appears to be the final arc🥲 it's sad but I'm glad that the story seems to have been allowed to run its natural course and adachitoka got to tell the story they wanted to tell (and boy, what a story). Bittersweet, but let's all enjoy this final arc together! I'm terrified!! What on earth is going to happen!!! How do all the loose ends get tied up????

anyway we're here and I am back on my bullshit under the cut...! Be warned: This is a long one.

(I went off about Father and his children again please someone take the keyboard away from me)

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Sakura is the tree of spring, huh?

as you may imagine I AM UNWELL

fast-moon dropped this one while I was on a date and when I saw that notification I had to stop, process it and explain to my date what was going on because that is how much despair it caused me. (And I hadn't even read the damn thing yet)

Why is it only now clicking for me that there is a CLEAR OBVIOUS MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIP between the names Yuki / Haru / Sakura.

Smarter people than I probably have and will speak more (and better) on everything going on with names and wordplay and Yato fighting and being nearly killed by Yuuki on the same hill where he buried his body and letters, but I will just say that it hurts and it made me cry ambiguous, confusing, sad-happy tears.

That entire section looked so pretty and Yato and Yuki looked so tiny and I'm just🥺

Yato with the GRAVE TALK. He is dangerously close to fucking around and finding out. (O como decimos en mi rancho, a dos de acabar muerto por jugarle al vergas)

SHIIGUN IS BACK BABY BOY IS HERE I LOVE HIM LOOK AT HIM GO

why are those dragon ayakashi so cute i want to keep the tiny one as a pet.

BISHA

SHE

WHEN SHE AT THE

WHEN SHE

Nyappy's Kuraha theory is gnawing at the edges of my sanity again it would seem (please will someone bully me into finishing that damn ficlet wip before the manga literally ends)

"The same as me not wanting to use Kazuma" Oh boy. Oh man. Oh honey you got a big storm coming.

OH NO NOT IMMEDIATELY

Kinuha beloved I missed her<3

Kitty cat. Kuraha prefers to be a lion than a human confirmed.

Ah yes, finally some good, old-fashioned, straightforward punches directly to the gut. (also that panel is just beautiful, man)

Oh don't come now with the "you'we impowtant two me" shut the FUCK up, old man. Boo fucking hoo your child you abused doesn't love you:( too bad so sad suck it up worstie<3

Ok now that that's out of the way. He makes a valid point- from his point of view, at least. From what we have seen of his backstory, Yato was created by a wish born of his deep feelings of injustice, of being left behind to die by the world and the gods ("You were my prayer"). TO him, Yato has always been a tool he had a right to, he deserved, to "cull the herd", to take back the power he believed was for him and taken away. Yato was Father's lifeline in a similar fashion as Father was his. He was his precious means of justice until he wasn't anymore. And he loved him in the same sick and twisted way he loves Mizuchi for very similar reasons. Again from what we know up until now, I fear it might be all he knows, love for someone as a means to an end; but I'm afraid we just won't know that until we learn more about his relationship to Kaya (vibrating with excitement As We Speak).

Oh no. Ohhh no. There is so much to unpack from Nora and Kazuma at the end oh NO.

Hey yeah remember that old theory I had that got debunked a bunch in the last couple of years where I talked about hafuri being immune to GGS and roped Kazuma into my examples? well lookie here guess we'll find out sooner rather than later won't we? :)

I mean, Kazu is like double-sealed though so it should be fine, right?

Right, guys?

Nora baby honey child PLEASE I'm so sorry you have been made to feel this way. It hurts my heart that it's all she knows as well. She only knows how to be a tool, and that's the entire meaning of her life- the only way she understands love, just like Father. Her father gave her a name and a purpose, and that is the most important thing to her; she will go to the ends of the earth and betray everyone and everything else because that's her father. He basically made her. But child, please, that's not it:( I want her to go back to Hiyori and learn what unconditional care and love is please:(( Get yourself an older sister like Yuki did I prommy there's more to existing than just being used and thrown away every time:(((

So yeah! i leave you with your monthly(!) reminder that trash dad is uh. huh. maybe leave father and son be for the time being actually they seem to have some issues to figure out.

[massivemonsters-giantguts]

Hey, hey psst, you should talk about those trolls/pokemon/slimes you mentioned! Give Us Those Gals

Okay I put in a LOT of words to this because I’ve got a lot of girls but!

I’ve got a big blabbing blurb about characters from each of those groups underneath this so! I hope y’all enjoy

Gladia Entren!

Gladia Entren is my obligatory big bod purpleblood lady! She’s trying to put the whole “murderous clown” thing behind her, and is just trying to prove that she’s NOT a big scary clown lady who might eat you. Which, uh, no! She totally has not eaten anyone don’t worry <:0).

She’s around 13’08” tall, she’s looks round and soft and she IS but she’s also built like a shit brickhouse so Gladia comes off as looking a bit comically round when she’s covering up but she could 1000% pick you and the couch you’re sitting on up with ease. She’s very snuggable all in all, but the fact that she’s got practically got tusks and fangs with how her teeth stick out tends to make her look more intimidating.

She’s also rather accident prone at times to the point where it’s kind of slapstick-y. Like, bonking her head when she’s trying to move around, having trouble squeezing through doors, sometimes tripping onto people and burying them in clown blubber… it’s kinda rough for her.

Still, Gladia loves people and especially loves when folks laugh at her jokes and the silly but heartfelt things that she does. She’s the best clown mom friend you could ask for!

I’m working on her typing quirk, Classpect, sign, etc. still but hopefully she’ll! Be a good enough big honking bud once I’m done with her

Blorp the Goodra

She’s my large, heavy goodra lady! A bit spoiled from when she’s was just a silly Sliggoo gal who couldn’t see too well and kept nearly eating everything that was edible (which is a lot when you’re a slime dragon), all that weight and pampering carried on over to her Goodra state! Now she’s this big, pushy slimy dragon woman who doesn’t tend to realize that “no means no” and oozes or brute forces her way into getting what she wants, because it’s hard to fight a cute pseudo-legendary gal!

She’s about 7’07 (usually), she’s kinda stacked all over with her fat gut being very very prominent and she’s a pretty cheerful gal most of the time! The only problem is that, like I said, she’s also the type of gal who’ll take things from you without asking and leave you covered in slime once she’s done with you. She might ALSO get a bit vorny and voracious at times; but it’s nothing to worry about! As long as you can feed her that is…

If you ever met Blorp, just be prepared to get gooed and to give up your valuables/food to the big fat slime dragon lady.

(Also if she ever decided she wants to “keep” you, be prepared to get smothered in love and stuffed silly.

Unnamed DJ slime girl!

She has no name yet! But the idea of her popped into my head while I was talking about my buddy with slimes. She’s got a pearish shape, she’s kinda chonky with a big gut and huge thighs to support her, but that’s because she’s got all her music gear inside of her!

Her whole deal is that since sound would probably carry out interestingly from someone who’s not exactly a full liquid/full solid, and because the vibrations would send her jiggling in interesting ways. As such, she’s got a big fancy speaker lodged inside her fat gut and two others in her tits with thighs big enough to help her carry all her gear— she’s quite literally “all about that bass” as one would say!

She’s also super excited and hyped about music and doing her job in general, but it comes off a bit odd sometimes since she’s not great at emoting at times. She’s got a that sorta “half lidded, kinda always tired” look to her gooey face that tends to put people off but she’s as passionate about music ‘n dj-ing as I am monsters and ocs! She’s also cool as hell and even has some fancy LEDs sprung throughout her body to help emphasize moods and make parties hype!

Overall she’s just this big slimy goo-woman who loves music with all her being, even if her “resting bitch face” doesn’t properly show off her hype all the time.

[matan4il]

hi! this ask has a couple things so apologies in advance if this gets long lol

first, i wanted to ask about the coma buck theory. i've only recently watched the show, i've been in the fandom for about a month (mostly lurking and reblogging gifs lol). since day one i've noticed that 'buck will go into coma in 6b' seems to be something a lot of people believe, so if you know, where did that theory come from? i personally couldn't think of anything in the show that seemed to point to that, and and i also didn't find any posts discussing this in any detail, it seems like a collective headcanon more than anything to me. but i'm definitely very curious, so if this is something that you can see happening, could you please share your thoughts?

also this second part of this ask is just me getting excited bc i saw you mention the 309 kitchen scene in a recent ask and i've been dying to scream about it to someone lol. because oh my god, right??? idk how intentional that was or maybe the actors just happen to have good chemistry, idk anything but i just know that i had the weirdest cognitive dissonance moment while watching that scene. like just, the way buck steps towards eddie, my entire body sort of braced in excitement for a kiss, and like, that moment lasted for only about a quarter of a second but i actually had to pause because while watching that scene i'd literally forgotten that they're not actually together, and i was just like. wait. what happened. what? and just. aaaaaaahhh it was such a great scene and they're just so great and perfect together and like if the writers weren't planning on their chemistry they've written themselves into a corner bc they're just so perfect for each other, literally the family they've chosen, and just. aaah i love them sm😅

anyway, thanks a ton for reading my rambling, i really love your blog! hope you're having a good week <3

Hi Nonnie! No worries, I'm here to always try and help! *hugs*

So for the first part, I kind of explained my experience of seeing the coma!Buck theory taking shape in the fandom here.

As for the 309 kitchen scene, I love screaming about it, so yeeeeees, I'm glad we get to together! XD I personally am convinced that the 309 sexual tension was intentional. Why? Because the scene doesn't work without it. There's a joke they wanted to play, where they build our expectations towards some sort of an explosion between these two characters, but then instead of giving us that, they provide comic relief through letting a different kind of scene play out, a light-hearted one, comical in nature, that would make us smile (Buddifer playing video games together). But this only works if they REALLY build up the tension and if we REALLY ask ourselves whether there's going to be a blow up of some kind on our screens in a second. And while the scene plays around the idea that maybe Buddie will physically fight each other, we all know they were not. Buck had just apologized to Eddie again, he just showed how much he cares, and Eddie was visibly affected and moved by this, and their whole talk vibrates with how much they care about each other, I don't think anyone really believed they were gonna start punching each other. So if for the comic bit to work, the tension has to be real, and the aggressive/violent tension isn't, what made the comedy there work? The sexual tension. They HAD to turn to the implication of sexual tension, otherwise that whole thing falls flat. So yes, this is why I'm sure they did THAT intentionally. And your reaction, which you so perfectly described? It's not just yours. I went through it as well, and I'm sure we're not the only ones, because we were supposed to embrace for impact.

And I'm with you, I very much believe 911 has written itself into a corner. No one would ever work with either Buck or Eddie as well as the other one does. Eddie was originally supposed to be Maddie's Love Interest, but the second they changed course on that, they clearly built Eddie's introduction with Oliver and Ryan's chemistry in mind. They already saw enough of it to know that making us care about Eddie through Buck's eyes would work. So I'm also convinced if they wrote themselves into a corner, it's a corner of their own making, know what I mean?

Thank you so much for the kind words, and I'm so glad to know you enjoy my blog, I hope you continue to! Have a great day, lovely! As always, here's my ask tag. xoxox

[pbandjesse]

Taking Sundays off was a great call. Because I don't think I would have survived working today. And I got so much accomplished!! Even though I was tired and stabbed myself in the hand with my craft tools twice and my eye is a little swollen. I was still so proud of myself for all the things I got done.

I slept really well. Deeply. I don't remember James leaving for work but I woke up and texted them good morning.

I kind of had a mini melt down when I first got up. The online dermatologist said my psoriasis was to bad to treat with topicals but it's so much better then it was so I was super upset and sent two messages. One when I was really upset and one 15 minutes later when I had calmed down a little more. And he said we can continue with the topicals but it would be time consuming. Which I already know. And it really is getting better. The spots on my legs and body just get dark red when I get hot and that makes me feel very ugly and diseased. But it's not all the time. Mostly I feel a lot more comfortable and that is good.

I got dressed and had a half plan of what I would do today. I wanted to fold and pack my clothes for camp that James had washed for me. I had not brought home the extra clothes because there was not space in the car on Friday with PJ being in there. But that is alright. I'll deal with that this week.

So I packed my clothes and had some cereal. I played Stardew for a bit but I'm at a place again where there is so much to do that I feel overwhelmed. So I am trying to focus but also my in game girlfriend and my character are engaged now and it's a whole thing. But I played for an hour before I decided to change the plans for the day.

Instead of doing my art stuff first, I decided to do my errands. I got myself ready to go out and headed to joann's for yarn.

It was a nice drive with good music. And when I got to joann's a nice worker lady helped me find the yarn I needed because they were moving everything and it was a little confusing. I got a little overwhelmed with fabrics so I did not buy the fleece for the fruit and veggie project for the museum but I'll get to that. Just not right now.

I left there after getting to use two coupons and went to lunch. I had five guys and enjoyed it very much. And then off to the grocery store to get cat food. I tried to buy batteries but I couldn't figure out what one I needed, laughed with the lady behind me in line, and gave up. Just the cat food and then over to the thrift store.

I looked at dresses to find jumpsuits but no luck. I got tank dress I'm excited about and a white eyelet Tshirt dress, but the big find was my new bear foot rest!!! I have been trying to find one only eBay and stuff for literally years. They are always so expensive. And this was only $8 after the coupon I had. I must have looked funny the way I grabbed it off the shelf I was so excited.

I also found one of those old exercise machines that vibrates you and I was very close to buying it but I did not. Only regret it a little.

I went home after that. I was feeling good. And when I got home, while I struggled to get everything inside, I made it upstairs without breaking anything.

I tried on the dresses and started figuring out how to catch up on my knitting. I think I may have missed a day or added a day. I am very much not sure. But I will do better keeping track this week. Actually write it down and not just have James sort of do it. That got to confusing.

But I got all of last month done and took my picture of the month. And then I was tired and went and laid down.

I watched tiktoks for a while. Thought about sleep but did not actually fall asleep. James would come home soon and they were very very sweaty when they did.

They would join me in the ac. Before going to finish editing their podcast. I came and sat with them in their room and played Stardew for a little longer. And then James made us dinner.

I had to sew all of the ears for my bears. James flipped them all inside out for me and then I did all the sewing and I'm so glad I do it this way now rather then trying to make tiny ears separately and place them. This is such a better way of doing it. And after that was done I put on all the eyes and noses. Where I stabbed myself in the hand with the newly sharpened tool. Cool cool cool. Ugh.

I made some Thai tea to bring with me to camp and James made me angel food cake because they love me. And I felt happy and good.

Eventually I would go and take a bath. And now we are in bed. I am very tired. And tomorrow I must wake up early to go to camp! I hope it's a really good week. I am really looking forward to it. I hope you all have a great night. And a beautiful day. Sleep well everyone.

[dumbbitchfrommars]

i really wonder what the context was of my last post. cause if it was about the girl who had a crush on me thats unfortunate. but if its someone else im gagged. im such a baddie. idk. idk. i think recently ive been in such a defensive state. like im waiting for something bad to happen at the hands of another person, and im expecting the absolute worst from them. i want to see the best but i also dont want to get hurt. i dont know where this stemmed from. i guess my people pleasing has gotten out of hand, because it hasnt been succeeding. 

my job is kind lowering my vibration beyond repair. i weirdly enjoy it though? i dont know. i must be too in my masculine. and of course, completely disconnected from my spirit and higher self. i cant bring myself to talk to my sister cause i know we will only trigger eachother. 

so here i am. sitting in the silence. tired of it all. 

i cant even bring myself to physically write in my journal. and working out isnt as meditative as it used to be. though im so glad i can still get my ass up and do it. its not as fun and exciting. i kinda feel guilty for sexualising myself and loving my own body. literally, yesterday i was trying to force myself to be comfortable with my skin out, that i ruined my opportunity for a relaxing walk. the entire time i was self conscious and felt like the entire world was watching me. completely uncomfortable. 

my anxiety is in a rough period at the moment. i dont even smoke weed anymore. that used to be such a spiritual practice for me and now im afraid of it. im kinda afraid of everything. especially people. 

its weird, because i seem like i love people. i tell myself im good because i am so social at work, and i perform well and i connect with customers. but in reality, i cant hold onto any kind of relationship. if i do it has to be superficial or im uncomfortable. 

i think if i shifted my focus to the good things about the relationships i do have, and the things that make me happy and comfortable and at peace, these issues im creating wont seem so huge anymore. its always like that. i should talk to my psych about all of this. i need to see her... i cant believe its been so long. like, my fucking dogs died. they both fucking died. 

they contributed to my focus on isolation at the moment. i suddenly had the ground pulled from beneath me. they were my stability and my safety. now i feel so alone, at my core, that its all i can think about. its made me realise how short life is and how quickly things can change and slowly everyone is slipping away... when i pushed them out. i forced them to leave. theyre barely even leaving when we were nothing to begin with. 

i get the feeling ive said all of this a million times before. it never really changes. 

i feel like im a really driven and motivated person. i am smart and self controlled, and responsible, and im good at the things i try my best at. im gifted. but at the same time, i cant change the things about me that cause me the most stress and worry. i am stuck. i have been stuck, for so, so long. im tired of it. im so TIRED. 

this loneliness is comforting. its healing in a way, cause i can avoid all the drama and stress of attempting to tell anyone how i am feeling. but that in itself is so fucking pathetic and toxic and weak. its like, i failed at the most fundamental human thing. communicating. connecting with others. creating a community. 

maybe one day someone will piss e off enough that i blow up on everyone. why does the idea of that bring me so much relief? 

i cant even bother myself to consider spiritual practice right now. oh im stuck in the past and its holding me back from opportunities and the blessings from the universe? bitch, im trying to fight depression! who gives a fuck about opportunities right now?! i have nothing to fucking live for besides europe. thats so pathetic. i need to get my head right again because this is such a huge mess. im under so much pressure. i have no time. time, time, time, time. 

i need to be more social, i need to be more this and that. its a fucking exhausting thing to be in my mind right now. where did all the love go? it literally died with them. grief is consuming me. i cant pause life but its consuming me and im trying to pretend to be happy but im also trying to find the happiness again but its gone. they took it with them into the afterlife. or just into the fucking ground. 

it poured so heavily today and my heart hurt with the anxiety i felt that you were cold and alone out there. that you were getting wet and without cover. why does it keep on raining? youll be so cold. i remember you laid in the rain the night before you died because you could barely move or notice it was happening. my poor babies. i miss you so much. 

this is why ive been avoiding planning my birthday like a fucking plague, like a fucking disease. how can i even think about celebrating my life when yours have ended? to even celebrate without you? its too painful. i cant pretend like this anymore. but of course ill keep on acting like im fine. its the only way. i fucking hate this world.