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— Nikita Gill

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hi, I’m not sure if you’re taking requests atm but could you please write something angsty with shiv? maybe an argument or a secret relationship exposed or something. Your writing for Roman is amazing btw 💕

^thank you so much! and ty for the request it got me out of my slump (literally thought i was gonna have to take a few more days)

“Loving you is painful enough.”

Summary: A leaked photo of you and Shiv comes out and you’ve had enough of being her secret.

Content: f!reader, secret relationship, so angsty, implied abuse, homophobia, (possible) internalized homophobia, suppressing emotions, cheating, suppressed sexuality, unrequited(?) love, neglecting partner, a crumb of fluff

(there’s sm references to songs and shows i love in this i wonder if anyone will catch a few)

You squeezed Shiv’s hand standing in front of the doors. She smiled back before dropping your hand and detaching from you. This had been going on for months, and her withdrawals consistently added salt to the wound.

Shiv asked you to be her assistant, which helped reduce suspicion. Tom appreciated you. He would always joke that you were her work wife and thanked you for making Shiv less stressed. As the night continued, you two reunited. Roman joined, snickering with his phone in hand.

“What the fuck is this all about?” He showed you two a photo of you walking around New York, hands intertwined and leaning on each other. Fuck.

Assistant or not, it looked like more than a platonic relationship. You felt your face turn red as your heart began racing. You waited for Shiv’s response, she seemed baffled, hesitant to speak.

“Rome are you kidding? Y/n and I aren’t sneaking around, Jesus.” She scoffed. She turned to you, waiting for you to back her.

You felt a lump in your throat as your mouth went dry. “We’re not together, no. Not dating.” You say with a compelling enough smile as you look down at your feet. You didn’t lie. You two weren’t dating.

You loved Shiv, you did. But she’s never expressed it back. The first time you said it was after she spent the night and she made you coffee. She looked so effortlessly pretty. Her hair was naturally wavy, no makeup, and she wore one of your shirts. You blurted out that you loved her, and after a few moments, she gave you a brief smile and began checking her emails.

“It looks like you two are fucking. Dad’s gonna lose his shit when he sees this.” He teases and wanders off.

“Why did you-” She didn’t let you finish. She caught your wrist and tugged you to the terrace with just enough privacy. It was risky being seen alone together but standing in that room would’ve been more harmful.

“Y/n, I know how this looks. I know,” she reassured. You could tell she was attempting to retain herself.

“No Shiv what the fuck was that?” Your voice grew, “You’re like a different person. It’s so- why am I just a secret to you?”

Shiv looked at you with a pained expression, “You know why. Fuck sake, I can’t keep defending myself to you.” She was trying to keep her voice steady.

You did know why. Not just Tom or the fact she was having an affair with her assistant, she would have to come out. Shiv never saw orientation as something significant. None of her siblings dared to talk regarding that. When it got out that Roman was hooking up with his trainer, he never heard the end of it from Logan. Shiv feared her coming out would cause her to seem more weak.

“I just want you to love me, Shiv. I just want to be with you. God, can't you fucking see that? I gave up my job to work for you. I fucking love you and you can’t even stomach saying it back.” Your voice started breaking. You began crying during your rant too.

Shiv stepped back, unable to give you the support you needed. She simply looked at you, her eyes full of sorrow. “I care about you y/n, I do,” you scoffed as you began pacing. She couldn’t say it. “But you’re asking me drop everything for this.” She raised her voice as she began stepping toward you. Grabbing your wrist to stop your pacing.

You paused and met her eyes. She had tears streaming down her face. This was breaking her too. Shiv held onto you tightly.

“It isn’t enough.” You answered truthfully, tearing away from her. “This is exhausting, Shiv. Loving you is exhausting.” Her face sank, and you felt the tears getting more heavy. “I just can't. I-I can’t keep doing this. Not if you can’t actually admit you love me.”

The air grew thicker. Neither of you knew what to say. She remembered Tom saying something similar to her before. She never anticipated going through that again.

“I’m sorry y/n. I’m sorry that I’m not fucking perfect.” She sniffled, flinging her arms out. “But some of us aren’t equipped with fucking support to fall back on. Did you remember all the shit Roman had to deal with?” She crossed her arms to hold herself, “I can’t. I fucking can’t.” She started crying harder, just embracing herself.

Her hair was now messy, her makeup smudged and she got tear stains onto your dress. She merely looked at you, unable to speak from shame and various other emotions. You held her face before wiping her tears and fixing her hair and makeup. Shiv scarcely smiled at your gentleness and remorse for her. She didn't understand how you could still help her after this.

“Y/n I do l-” you cut her off her another hug. You knew what she was trying to say, but you didn’t want her to feel obligated.

“Convince yourself first.” you voiced softly into her hair. You did believe she loved you. Every morning she got you coffee from the spot she wasn’t fond of but knew you liked it. She changed all the soaps in her house to pumpkin because she knows you love that scent. On work days, she quit using heat on her hair because you always tell her you love how it looks natural. You knew she loved you. But she needed to accept that she did first.

She pulled away, remaining silent. She examined you before barely laughing. You couldn’t help but do the same.

Shiv leaned forward, giving you a short kiss. She wanted to convey her love. But she remained aware of her circumstance.

Before returning to the party, she squeezed your hand. “I’m telling Tom it’s over tonight.”

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Week One

Treat | Kylo Ren - crying kink

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

You had lost track of how many times he’d made you cum, slipping in and out of consciousness with every passing orgasm.

“Ben,” you whimpered. “Please.”

“Just one more, baby. Need just one more,” he stuttered between groans. You both knew he was lying.

Your swollen cunt sucked him in, the squelching sounds of load after load virtually obscene in the otherwise quiet room.

You felt a lump in your throat, a sob climbing its way out before you could stop it. Tears rolled down your cheeks in waterfalls, the lines of pain and pleasure blurring completely.

Kylo continued his assault on your poor overstimulated clit, pushing you towards the edge again for his own sake.

“You keep crying like that and I’m gonna cum again.”

You began to twitch, teary-eyed and drooling onto the sheets as you could do nothing more but lay there and take what he’s willing to give. This was more for him than you, an outlet for the day’s frustrations that wound him tight.

“Need a break? Is that what you want?”

His fingers wrapped around your hair, pulling your head up to lick the tears off your cheeks. Your cunt squeezed around his cock, making him grin in satisfaction.

You shook your head, despite your body screaming at you for rest. Kylo’s slow but calculated thrusts were toe curling, you could practically feel him in your throat. Everything rational in you needed him to slow down, but the way your hips tried desperately to meet his thrusts proved otherwise. It was agony, and yet you needed more.

“Cry harder for me, fuck, I’m close. Gonna fill you up so good”

He was losing his composure, moaning about how good you were treating him. He was pussydrunk for sure, trembling as he chased release. As much as Kylo craved control, the dance of switching between dominance exhilarated him. He was as much under your control as you were under his.

His grip on your waist tightened to the point of painful, certain to leave bruises in its wake. His hot breath fanned your cheek as he moaned in your ear, making sure you hear every sound he makes as he begs for release.

The head of his cock bullied your g spot, the muscles in your stomach tightening until you could no longer hold it. A fresh set of tears rolled down your apple cheeks as you came again, choking his shaft as he lost control.

“Please, please, please,” he whined, his voice hoarse.

A string of curses fell from his lips as he spilled his load, finally collapsing in exhaustion. The two of you laid there, spooning as you caught your breaths.

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Lydia, you need to take back your life!

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice (2024) - dir. Tim Burton

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Visenya II Targaryen (daughter of Rhaenyra) The Dragonfaced Princess

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red and black dividers ✧˖°.

credits to me. feel free to use and save. of course credit would be appreciated but it is not required. I’m just making these for fun <3 ( if you don’t like these please don’t hesitate to tell me 🫶🏻✨🌸 + here’s another batch for you that I hope you like a lil more @wintrrxxo 🖤🩷 )

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🎀 Anti-consumption in Journaling 🎀

-As a stationery lover/blogger

So, If you’re into stationery and journaling I’m sure you’ve seen journal spreads such as these from shops

Beautiful journal spreads/collages filled with various colorful and eye catching washi tape designs, stickers, sticky notes, memo paper, etc.

Here are some other examples from talented content creators: (1),(2)

While visually pleasing, they require high consumption of materials that weigh heavily on your wallet, contributes to carbon emissions from shipping, and can reduce the personal gratification of the hobby by relying on excess of materials.

The thing is, these types of journal spreads are mostly created by:

Companies and small businesses to showcase their products, marketing as much of their products in one space while being visually eye catching to potential consumers.

Content creators who profit from sharing their journal spreads and supplies to their followers. Many of them also being artists the make for stationery supplies to sell. Many content creators also receive free gifts to market products to their followers. As such, they have a lot of material to work with without digging through their wallet.

How about for the casual hobbyist?

We can create spreads like these on occasion (personally I like to go all out on my birthday journal spread), but our journals won’t be filled back to back with these elaborate spreads, and that’s okay!

It’s okay because We. Dont. Profit. From. Our. Hobby. We don’t rely on it as a form of income!

There is no need to invest so much time and money because our personal gratification comes from expressing ourselves in the ways we can on the pages, being creative, and exercising that creativity in a way that Does. Not. Have. To. Be. Aesthetically. Pleasing.

So please don’t feel the need to buy, buy, buy.

Don’t feel the need to compare your journal to others online. It’s personal. It’s you. Even without all the fancy embellishments and pens and glitter,

It is still you.

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flipping the script— actually, it’s ur non-sharing f/o who doesn’t wanna share YOU

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Vent.

I'm really considering moving all my works to ao3. I feel like i'm not writing enough so I'd rather just move everything there and not worry about likes or reblogs. I'm starting to think I'm typing for validation at this point.

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Bill Skarsgård as Count Orlok

NOSFERATU (2024)

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marina eerrie

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Cute date idea

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Donnie Darko - Richard Kelly (2001)