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bruisedboys · 1 year

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can I request a James x reader where he comforts a reader who struggles to connect with people and make friends? Thank you!

gosh this ask is so me. I find it so so so hard to connect and make friends I’m really glad I’m not the only one. it’s tough out there fr!!! love u anon

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You get home from work and the only person you want to see is James. Your eyes sting when you realise he’s not home yet. You should’ve realised earlier, but you were too focused on getting home without bursting into tears on the way here. He’s working late today, meaning you’re alone. For another whole hour.

You manage to get out of your shoes, put your bag down, and get half undressed before you start crying. You’re halfway through pulling your blouse over your head when the first tear dribbles down your cheek. There’s no stopping it from then.

The tears come and they don’t stop. You slump down on the bed in nothing but your underwear and cry until your chest aches and then some. It’s hard being a quiet girl, even harder being a quiet girl at your work. Everyone’s friends with each other, everyone’s fun and cool and no one ever has to think twice about what they want to say. You try and try to make friends but nothing ever comes of it. You’re too much, or maybe not enough, you can’t quite decide. Whatever it is, it hurts. And if you keep doing this any longer you think you’ll be drained of all your energy.

You’re crying so much you don’t even hear the door open. It’s only when James calls down the hallway that you realise he’s home.

“Y/N? Where are you, honey?”

You’ve no time to make yourself look presentable. All you can do is wipe the hot tears from your wet cheeks and then James is stepping into the bedroom. He looks lovely as always but his face falls horribly when he gets a good look at you.

“Sweetheart,” he says, panicked. He throws his bag down and crosses the room quickly until he’s right in front of you. He puts his big warm hands on your shoulders. “Honey. Are you— what’s the matter? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?”

You’re too busy trying to get your breathing back to normal to answer. James checks you over for any signs of injury and when he finds none he somehow manages to look even more worried. It’s not something he can fix with a band-aid and a kiss, he must realise. Though you would quite like a kiss right now.

“I th-thought you were working late,” you blubber uselessly, your voice all clogged with upset.

James frowns at you. “I wanted to see you, shortcake. Boss let me off early.”

More tears come before you can stop them. He’s so nice and you’re so upset and he’s come home early to see you and he’s met with this. You cry that awful sort of crying. The sort where you can’t really seem to stop no matter how much you want to. The sort that starts small and gets bigger and bigger until your throat burns like fire.

“Aw, sweetheart,” James coos quietly. He pushes he hands around to your back and pulls you into his chest, arms locked around your shoulders. His big hand finds your hair and he strokes from the top of your head to the bottom over and over again. “Shh. It’s okay, lovely girl. I’ve got you.”

You appreciate that he doesn’t tell you to stop crying. You don’t think you could if he did. And besides, this breakdown has been a long time coming. You’ve held it in for days now and you know you’ll probably feel better afterwards. James stands and holds you for as long as you need, as long as it takes for your tears to slow.

When they finally do come to a stop, you suddenly remember you’re wearing next to nothing. James is still rubbing your back, his big hands smoothing lines into your skin, and suddenly you’re hot and prickly all over. You go to pull away.

“James,” you say thickly, speaking right into his chest.

James hums and you can feel it vibrate through his chest. He lets you pull away but only slightly, moving back about an inch so he can see your face.

“Yeah?” He asks softly. He’s got this look on his face that makes you want to cry all over again. Fond. Pitying but in a nice way. “You ready to talk about it?”

“I should put on a shirt,” you say instead of answering.

“What?” James looks at you like you being in such a state of undress is the last thing on his mind. Like he hadn’t even noticed, too caught up in helping you to feel better. His eyes flick from your face to your chest and back again. “Oh. No, honey, you’re okay. Unless you’re uncomfortable.”

Your heart does this funny backflip that makes you feel better, or maybe worse, you can’t tell. He’s so lovely. You might cry again. “I— no. M’not uncomfortable. I just thought it was weird. For you to be hugging me like this.”

James huffs. A sweet but quiet smile pulls at his lips. “S’not weird,” he says softly. “It’s fine, baby.”

He pulls away but only for a moment, only so he can sit down next to you on the bed, the mattress sinking beneath his weight. He gets an arm around you shoulder and one on your knee and then drags you into his lap with ease. Normally you’d squeal at being manhandled like this. Now you just melt into him.

James keeps one hand on your lower back and the other finds one of yours, weaving your fingers together in your lap. “You wanna tell me what’s got you so upset?”

You’d rather just hug him forever, if you’re being honest. While he’d like that too, you know you should probably tell him.

“Um,” you say, and then stop as soon as you start because your voice is all thick and thinking about it makes you want to start crying again.

James rubs your back. “Take your time, sweetness. M’here all night.”

You wheedle your arms around his waist and bury your face in his shoulder. It’s easier like this. Where you can’t see his face, where he can’t see yours. You talk into his shirt.

“It’s just. I— I try so hard to be friendly and I feel like it all goes to waste.” It feels both embarrassing and relieving to say aloud. You push your face further into James’ shirt. “Nobody likes me at work, James. I’m awful at making friends. I can’t— can’t keep a conversation or say more than two sentences without getting … awkward.” You say the word like it’s a curse. It sure feels like a curse. “I don’t know. It’s just hard.”

James doesn’t say anything for a moment, though his hands don’t stop where they’re smoothing over your skin. After a beat of silence he manages to encourage you from his chest. He pulls his hand from around your back to take your damp face in both hands. He’s looking at you all melty and soft. Looking a bit like he might cry himself.

“Sweetheart,” he says, and he says it like it’s your name. “You’re not awful at making friends.”

“Yeah, I am.”

“No, you’re not. You’re the loveliest girl I’ve ever met, you know that?”

You frown. Partly because you don’t believe him. Mostly because he’s calling you lovely and it makes your chest ache.

“That doesn’t mean I’m good at making friends, Jamie. It’s— they’re so hard to talk to. I can’t make myself do it.”

James sighs. His thumbs drag under your eyes carefully and come away wet. “You’re being too hard on yourself, angel. You’re doing your best and that’s all that matters.”

You almost believe him. Almost.

“I feel invisible, James,” you admit quietly. “Like I don’t even exist.”

He sighs again and drops his hand to your hip, squeezes and then grabs your thigh so he can pull it over his lap so you’re straddling him. It makes you equal parts melty and shy. You’re barely clothed and he’s making you straddle him. You think he’s doing it on purpose, because he knows you’ll listen to him like this. It’s practically impossible not to.

“Darling,” he says. His hands finds your waist and push around to your lower back. Warm and firm. Grounding. “If they can’t see how amazing you are, then that’s their fault. But I see you. I see how amazing you are.”

Your eyes sting all over again. You blink rapidly. “James.”

“Seriously, angel,” he insists. “You’re incredible. My favourite person in the whole entire world. I love you so much. You know that.”

You don’t want to start crying again. You blink away the tears forming in your eyes and will the next ones not to come.

“Give it time,” James says quietly. “Give it time, honey, and they’re sure to warm up to you. And if they don’t …” He shrugs and gives you this devilish smile that makes you feel about a million times better. “Well, they’ll have me to answer to.”

You giggle because he’s an idiot and you’re in love with him. “Thanks, James,” you say. You meant it with your whole heart.

James kisses your forehead and then both your cheeks. “You’re welcome, sweetness. If you need to talk about it more later, we can.” He chucks you under the chin with a gentle hand. “But for now, how about a nice warm shower?”

You smile up at him. Your chest hurts less now. You feel a lot better. Enough at least to say, “Together?”

James grins wolfishly. “Obviously together.”

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burst-of-iridescent · 2 months

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atla live action thoughts: episodes 3 & 4

SPOILERS AHEAD

tw: opinions

things i liked:

jet, you beautiful, beautiful man. had me twirling my hair and kicking my feet fr i NEED this show to get a season 2 just so i can see more of him in the ba sing se arc please netflix

but looks aside, sebastian amoruso DELIVERED on the performance. the softness, the vulnerability, the charm, the intelligence, yet also the ruthlessness beneath it all? KILLED IT.

the moment between him and katara where he tells her to remember her mother as she was alive and not just her death was absolutely lovely. “remember the sunrise” made me very emotional

on that note, can’t believe jetara fake marriage is canon now lmao

i am SO here for desi omashu. i love the vibe and aesthetic of the city and again the visuals are STUNNING. live action repping the south asians better than the original ever did i’ll be honest

shameless fan service but “MY CABBAGES” being so fucking dramatic had me dying

of all the things i expected from the atla live action, secret tunnel and omashu being lesbians wasn’t even on the list but i’m not mad. hilarious that they turned the cave of two lovers into the cave of two platonic siblings though

jet, omashu and northern air temple arcs actually meshed together better than i thought. the NAT episode never sat well with me in the original so i’m glad they moved them to omashu instead.

the freedom fighters were RIGHT OUT OF THE ANIMATION. casting directors absolutely killed

love that they showed resistance movements within the fire nation and azula being part of rooting them out. it’s a nice nod to the deserter, since i’m guessing they’re not including that episode

really glad to see that the atla live action is following the tradition of having weirdly unnecessary zutara crumbs in every iteration of the story because what in the om shanti om was that zutara scarf moment. 10/10 no notes

having one of the earthbenders transporting iroh be angry over losing a loved one because of iroh’s siege of ba sing se was a really great change. i’ve always thought the original glossed over the true extent of the damage iroh did, so having him come face to face with what he’d done in the past was a great way to add some complexity

“how dare you beat up that child!” everyone go home seeing zuko being beat up by a random old lady is the highlight of this series. really love that they were just running around throwing things at each other that was major book 1 zuko/aang fight energy lmao

SECRET TUNNELLLLLLLL

leaves from the vine instrumental was 100% to inflict emotional damage and it fucking worked. the scene between zuko and iroh at lu ten’s funeral was so beautiful & then to have it flipped around at the end when iroh says “everything i need is on this boat”… fuck you for this netflix i didn’t need these tears today

things i disliked/am conflicted about:

not a fan of what they’re doing with katara’s character. they’re toning down a lot of her rage and fierceness, and boiling her down to “trauma over mother’s death.” in the original katara didn’t freeze jet and splash water at him because he tried to fight her, she did it because she was hurt and pissed off! there’s no way animated katara would’ve just run away from jet without sending a water whip at his face first. i’m concerned for how the pakku fight is gonna go tbh

bumi my guy, what did they do to you 💀 this series seems hellbent on having everyone remind aang that he ran away which doesn’t work when a) you already changed aang actively running away to him just going off for a break and b) you’ve made that point! the original omashu episode was about bumi teaching aang to look at the world differently, here it just weirdly feels as though he’s punishing aang by venting all his anger and despair on him?? that’s NOT what animated bumi was like & they didn’t even have the two of them go sliding down the delivery system in the flashbacks so adding it in at the end felt very out of nowhere. they didn’t even genuinely seem to be FRIENDS

having aang immediately figure out it was bumi was… sigh. can we please not do the thing where characters already know everything it’s giving me trauma flashbacks to the percy jackson show

jet’s plan feels more reasonable here than it did in the original. i get they’re trying to show that he didn’t care about the collateral damage to innocent people and that’s bad, but idk him wiping out an entire town unilaterally felt more extreme than a few bombings.

heavily dislike what they’ve done with zhao. i know they’re trying to show him clawing his way to power but that’s more of a long feng move than a ZHAO move. it’s important that zhao always holds more power than zuko and that he has an overinflated sense of ego from the start for him to fulfil his narrative purpose of serving as a warning to zuko of what he might become.

i like seeing mailee but why are they in this show? it feels as though they’re cardboard cutouts there for fan service instead of being actual characters

overall i liked these episodes better than the previous two & i do enjoy how action-packed and visually pleasing the show has been so far.

overall rating: 8/10 for episode 3, 7/10 for episode 4

#atla live action #zutara #i put these two episodes together since they felt like a two parter #also yes i gave into the urge to binge

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inkstainedhandswithrings · 20 days

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TBB S3 Ep 12 Thoughts!!

Gotta remember to look up what the title means

But starting off with rainy Tantiss and dark music

Setting the tone and I’m here for it!!

Ah yes

There he is

hemcock

I guess this joke is getting old but at this point I refuse to spell his name correctly

Yanno bitch really showed up with an undercut and an eyebrow slit right from the get go, like some well payed criminal

I never noticed that tbh

Ey yo Tech don’t shove your sister like that

The eye contact between omega and Emerie right of the bat got me like 👀

Girls are cooking

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re save.”

Right.

Damn occupied pabu hurts my heart

But hey batcher and hunter are okay

Crosshairs hand tremor acting up in a stressful convo with his bros

🥺🥺🥺🥺

my heart

Crosshair having potential info on Tantiss and not sharing it is… complicated. On the one hand he had the option to save his brothers and actively chose not to. On the other hand it is very clear that Crosshair suffers from PTSD as a result of the trauma he sustained there. Trauma is rarely something that allows you to act based on logic or even your own morals. It puts you in survival mode, not because you’re not strong enough to withstand it, but because it’s necessary. That’s why it’s called survival mode. Very likely every instinct within him told him not to return there and that can be hard to overcome. But he’s willing to take that step for Omega. Severe and unyielding, indeed.

Also, Omega not having that issue, not being scared to return to Tantiss isn’t a show of her strength or Crosshair’s weakness. They had different experiences and have different brains, therefore they process and deal differently. Crosshair is not the weaker link because he was unable to muster up the courage to return before now. He’s simply in a different place than she is.

PHEE AND AZI!!!

“Tech told me all about your sparkeling personality.”

PARDONNE MOI???

I BEG YOUR BIGGEST PARDON

JUST TECH???

NOT “YOUR BROTHERS TOLD ME ALL ABOUT…”???

NO JUST TECH HUH??

SPENT SOME ALONE TIME WITH HIM DID YA PHEE???

Also Phee and Cross bickering hihihehe

They have good sibling energy already (sister in law vibes huh)

Why did Hunter sound like Rex during the briefing?

Like he just put his “man in charge” hat on for the first time

Phee just straight up turning the ship off to get in undetected is such a Tech thing tbh

Obsessed

Gotta watch that again

Beautiful

Oh wait fuck RAMPART is WORKING THERE???

Serves him right

I love seeing this trio work together tbh

Hunter, Cross and Wrecker bring such a different vibe without Echo, Tech and/or Omega there and idk why or how to describe it but I am here for it

“Anything?”

“Yup.” *clocks him* “Clear.”

Baby <3

“You remembered. How touching.”

Queen💅😪✨

“Are you here to kill me?”

“Tempting. But, no.”

FUCK ME.

KING SHIT 👑

Rampart is still a whore then, huh?

“Oh, please. You’re not going to kill me.”

“Not yet.”

GO OFF

“We’re in this together.”

Yo buddy saying shit like that seems like a nice way to loose some teeth

“This is your new home.”

The fact that they left us on THAT line

Fr most of my thoughts on this are Crosshair brain rot and if I wasn’t so busy today you’d get to read it. (No u probably PROBABLY won’t get it another time bc I am adhd and I either forget or don’t have the motivation later so… lots of good thoughts get lost in the void unfortunately)

#cross is really making a run for the pedestal I put rex on huh #still low-key disappointed that he and echo weren’t there today but seeing as this is headed to an attack on Tantiss I can’t imagine we’re #far from that happening #star wars #the bad batch #tbb #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #tbb echo #captain rex #tbb spoilers #tbb s3 #tbb s3 spoilers #star wars the bad batch

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dootiexcupcake · 1 year

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Well hiii!

I'll be making a several requests jsjs, not that much so dw

Soobin sleeping on his s/o's lap

omg hi!! I’m more than happy to write these for you don’t even worry abt it 😭!!

oh my god but also thank you so much for feeding into the Soobin brainrot I’ve been having recently ehehehoho

this concept is so near and dear to my heart you have NO idea how much I want need this FR!!

i can see him coming home from work just so tired and only wanting to be with you ;-; . since you get home earlier than him, he would see you sitting down on the couch watching TV or engaging in one of you hobbies just ever so content and his heart swells with joy at the sight of you so focused and in your zone.

but soobin doesnt get to stare at you for much longer when you finally peer your head up and look over at him and you send him a warm smile. "hey baby!" you chirped. soobin walked over to where you were sat in the living room and took the spot next to you. "hey sunshine!" soobin responded with his bright smile, his voice light and cheery as he wrapped his arm around you and placed a kiss to the top of your scalp.

"how was work today?" you ask.

"eh, same as usual." he responded before unfolding his arm from around you and began to rest his head on your lap, his usual ritual when he's especially tired. "i'm just glad to be home with you." he breaths out.

after a while soobin rubs his head against your stomach and you giggle at the feeling. soobin turns his head and looks at you expectantly and raises his eyebrow.

you cock your head to the side curiously and run your hand through his hair experimentally, "whats wrong soobie?" you mumbled. instead of a verbal response soobin keened into your touch which you took as a signal to keep going.

"mmmh, how was your day?" soobin muttered with his face smushed rather ridiculously into your leg. you held back a laugh at how comfortable he was getting and answered him, "ah, it wasn't anything too major. some stuff got delivered really late to the facility and caused a bit of a back up. it was a lot but nothing im not us-" your recap of the day was cut off by soobins soft snores.

he asks me about my day and then immediately falls asleep? the audacity.

if he wasn't so cute you would be a little upset. but alas..you are not immune to a sleepy soobin.

main m.list | txt m.list

#anonymous ask 🥷#soobin x reader #choi soobin x reader #txt soobin x reader #choi soobin x you #txt x reader #soobin x gn reader #soobin x y/n #txt x gn reader #txt x y/n #txt x fem reader

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alittlebitofeverythingtbh · 1 year

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Taught A Lesson

Corey Cunningham x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, catcalling (not by Corey, he is a gentleman), choking, some light knife play

Authors Note: I got catcalled last week and was like?? Damn where’s Corey to stab a bitch for me fr.

As much as you liked it when Corey picked you up on his motorcycle, you really did like walking to places. It made for some decent exercise, which was perfect when stuck sitting down all day at work. And you could listen to your playlist with the volume a little too loud. It was freeing.

Speaking of work, work ended early today. Turns out the higher ups started implementing shorter days throughout the week due to your still missing coworker. What the fuck had Corey done to him? Maybe it’s better you didn’t know.

You stretched out your legs before you began your walk home. Putting your earbuds back in, you began listening to a duo known as Boy Harsher that Corey had recommended to you a while back. They specialized in synth music, which Corey had been listening to more and more lately. I should introduce him to Cats, you thought with a grin.

You were simply vibing to the music when you heard a man whistle at you from behind. Turning around, you saw a guy with black hair on a bike across the street where you just were. You sighed, “men.” The man on the bike didn’t seem to like that you hadn’t responded, as he pulled up beside you against the sidewalk. “Hey pretty girl,” he said with a grin, “what’s your name?” “My name?” you asked, “oh yeah. It’s Leave Me The Fuck Alone.” The guy huffed, annoyed by what you said, “wow, okay bitch. I was just being nice!” You said nothing, continuing to walk. When he grabbed your arm, that was his big mistake.

Before you could make a swing for his face, someone already beat you to it. Coming out of seemingly nowhere was your boyfriend, who looked absolutely pissed that some other guy was touching you. Corey decked him in the face hard, panting angrily. “Leave her the fuck alone,” he growled, glaring down at the guy. If looks could kill….

“Shit, I’m sorry man. I didn’t know she had a guy already,” the guy said, acting as if he hadn’t harassed you. You could tell Corey was itching to pull out his pocket knife, so you instead grabbed his hand before he could make a move. You felt his fingers tighten around yours protectively. “Baby, let’s go,” you said to him quietly. Corey looked away from the man and back to you, his brown eyes dark with the look of murder on his mind. But he nodded, and began to walk you away from the man on the ground.

“What are you doing here anyway?” you asked him, “were you following me?” Corey shook his head, “no, I was gonna see if you wanted to go grab a snack at the gas station. But I’m glad I was there when I was.” Corey’s motorcycle came into view, parked not far from where you had been grabbed. The gentleman he always was, Corey helped you into his bike before getting on it himself. The drive home after was silent, neither of you saying anything. You held tightly onto him, your head in the crook of his neck.

Once you were inside, Corey shoved you against your wall. You let out a sound of surprise as you felt him grip you tightly. “Baby?” you asked. Corey’s right hand was gripped into a first against the wall, his left at your hip. He leaned into the crook of your neck before you felt his hand leave your hip. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his pocket knife. You shivered in confusion as you felt him move the blade underneath the skirt you had wore to work.

Before you could ask what he was doing, you felt the cold air hit your hip as he cut the fabric of your skirt. In one motion, the side of your skirt had nearly been sliced completely, the waistband the only part remaining. Dropping the knife, he broke the waistband with his hands. You were in complete shock as he grabbed your hips. “Corey what are you-“ you began before you were cut off by him kissing you roughly.

“I should have done something else,” he said, his eyes narrowed, “didn’t do enough to him.” You shook your head, “you did plenty baby. You got him good, I promise.” Corey didn’t look convinced, staring out your window as if searching through the walls for the man who harassed you. You reached up and put your hands on the side of his face, pulling him out of his trance, “baby, it’s okay. If you need to take out some anger…then do it. I’m all yours.” Your boyfriend stared at you, cocking his head as if confused. You nodded again.

Corey mashed his lips onto yours, almost clanking your teeth together. One of his hands lowered and you felt a couple of his fingers swirl around your clit a few times before shoving into you. You let out a whimper of his name as he wasted no time thrusting them in and out of you. You felt like putty as he fingered your against the wall.

“Not gonna let anyone have you,” he mumbled against your throat, leaving soon to be bruises along it, “you’re mine. All mine.” His fingers curled in you, just the way you liked. Corey always knew what you liked, keeping a sort of mental list about what got you the loudest. His fingers thrusted harsher inside you, desperate to get you to come undone for him. You clung to him as you pushed back against his fingers, your slick pooling into his hand.

“Corey…” you whined, hiding your head against his chest. “Yeah?” he whispered against your ear, “you gonna cum for me, baby? Do it. Cum all over my fingers and tell me you’re mine.” You nearly sobbed out, “I’m yours Corey. All yours, no one else’s…” And then you came hard around his fingers, tightening around them. Corey kept up his pace until he was satisfied enough. He brought his hand to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean. That sight never failed to send a shiver down your spine.

You were pressed back up against the wall as Corey roughly kissed you again, his hands moving to undo his belt. He pulled away for a moment before pulling down his pants and boxers, stroking himself a couple times before he lined himself up against you. “Tell me you need me,” he demanded, “tell me you want this.” “I need you Corey,” you whimpered, “I want you so bad.” Satisfied, he pushed into you in one thrust. The gentleman he always was, he waited until you were fine to continue. Corey wasted no time slamming himself into you again and again after that, his thrusts desperate and rough.

“My girl,” he growled, “you’re my girl. No one else’s. All mine. I won’t let anyone touch you.” You whined out an agreement, gripping his hair tightly. Corey cursed at your grip, gripping your hips tightly in his hands. His grip was rough enough you knew there would be bruises tomorrow. You loved it. His hands stayed at your hips for while as he thrusted harshly into you, but eventually one moved up to go around your throat, lightly choking you. Even in his desperation, he didn’t feel like hurting you.

“Harder,” you whined. This never failed to shock Corey, who always was so cautious about choking you. But whatever you wanted, he would give, so the hand around your throat tightened as his thrusts sped up. “Fuck baby,” he groaned, “you’re so good. So good for me. Such a good girl. My good girl.” You loved it when Corey rambled while fucking you. You tightened around him a bit, causing him to curse and whine. The hand tightened even more, now making it so that all your sounds came out as choked squeaks. No wonder he called you mouse.

“I love you,” Corey said, “I love you so much.” His thrusts slowed with his words, and he held your face in his hands as he stared into your eyes. Whatever frenzy he had been in was dying down as he took the time to focus on you. He kissed you gently, rocking into you softly. “I love you too,” you whispered when he pulled away. Corey made a pleased hum against your lips, his hips picking up his earlier pace again. “Need you to cum for me, okay? Want you to cum for me, baby,” he said, moving one of his hands down to circle your clit with his rough fingers. The coil inside your stomach began to snap with his movements, and you came around him with a whimper of his name not long after. Corey whined into your neck, thrusting into you roughly as he chased his own orgasm. “Love you, I love you, I love you,” he whined against you. Then his hips stilled as he spilled into you, repeating those words over and over again.

You ran your hand through Corey’s hair as his high came down, nuzzling against him. He held onto you, not having slipped out of you yet. The two of you stood there against the wall for a moment longer before Corey left you to grab a towel, which he passed to you. Though you could somewhat walk, he had always been so insistent on getting everything for you. And sure enough, he came back with a fresh pair of clothes as well as a glass of water. Once you took everything from him did he leave to take care of himself. But he came back right after, pulling you into his arms as he scooped you up. You giggled a bit, insisting you could walk. But Corey simply shook his head and smiled before carrying you to bed.

Corey laid you in bed before getting beside you, bringing you closer to him for a cuddle. He laid his head in the crook of your neck, smiling as he listened to you talk. “Corey, I can do things myself,” you said. “No,” was all he said in response. You shook your head in disbelief before yawning. “Sleepyhead, get some rest,” Corey said, bringing you even closer. The grip he had on you was gentle but firm. Feeling at ease, you soon fell asleep in his arms.

Corey looked at you lovingly as you slept before looking out your window. It was starting to get dark outside. Making sure he didn’t wake you, he got up and left your room before grabbing his jacket from your living room. He eyed the destroyed skirt on the floor, making a mental note to order you a new one. Or maybe twenty new ones. You deserved the world, after all.

Corey then went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife from your knife block, twirling it in his hand for a moment before pocketing it. He left through your front door, locking it behind him. Corey hopped onto his motorcycle, a dark look in his brown eyes.

Time to hunt.

#corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham #halloween ends

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cupcakeinat0r · 3 months

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This is my first anon ask, so hello Cupcake !!

I came across your page today and I just wanted to say how much I just ADORE your dad bod!Miguel series (I'm so so so so normal about it). I haven't had great day, so this just made it tons better🫶

I hope to see more in the future, and I want you to know that you're an amazing writer! You absolutely deserve all your followers - keep up the stunning work !!

(I hope you don't mind me staying for a while 🤭)

PLSSSS this is the best thing to come home to from an exhausting first day of classes (besides Miguel but I’m more than okay w settling for this<3)

Omg cute!!! Well, ur my 1st anon!! We so cuute!!!

Awwww omg imma cry😭😭 thanks bookie, I truly put my heart n soul in those lil drabbles n I’m so glad that the Miguel nation received it well <3 and don’t worry, there’s PLENTY more to come<3 (oh yea, SOOOO normal, we’re so nonchalant abt him Fr Fr, I do NOT think abt him 24/7🙄)

NOOO 🥺😩I hate to hear that but I’m so glad that I helped make it better, luv<3 atp, why empty ur bank for therapy when Miguel is RIGHT there for free????

Pls…. I can’t… ur too sweet🥹🥹🥹🥹Thank you so so so much luv, means a lot since I like just started writing recreationally. It’s always been a sort of thing that I told myself “I’m gonna get into!” but haven’t until now, so thank u<333333

Actually, I do mind, pls leave.

R U KIDDING?? Stay as long as u want, bestie!!!

Mwah!!! 💕💕

- Cupcake xoxo

#thanks anon!#i’m literally shaking #this was so cute #yall make me blush like stoooop #anon ask #send anons #anonymous

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deus-ex-mona · 4 months

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The Sisters' Secret Seaside Trip: Epilogue

everyone loves mona fr

previous part: (chapter 7)

One day, after Sena was done with work—

Photographer: Hey, Narumi!

Sena: Ah! Long time no see. Thank you very much for working with me the other day.

Photographer: Likewise to you. How did it go after the shoot?

Sena: It all went well, thanks to you.

Sena: The swimsuit pictures were really well-received… And the number of followers I have on social media has visibly increased.

Photographer: I’m glad to hear that.

Sena: I was really surprised myself. I didn’t expect the pictures to have turned out so beautifully…

Photographer: Oh, no, the pictures only turned out well because of their subject.

Photographer: If the subject of the pictures didn’t have any charm to begin with, us photographers won’t be able to bring anything out no matter how hard we try.

Photographer: But… while you were certainly very beautiful during the shoot, my favourite pictures of you are the shots I captured of you and your sister.

Sena: Eh…? Is that so?

Photographer: The two of you were absolutely overflowing with your natural beauty, to the point where I felt as though it was the very first time that I was able to capture the love between sisters on camera.

Photographer: Would you like to give modelling for me as a pair of sisters a try?

Photographer: Tell your sister that it’ll be better than working as an idol, okay?

Sena: Haha, she’s my adorable little angel, so persuading her to work for you is out of the question, got it?

Photographer: Hmm, guess that’s a no, huh?

Photographer: Well, I kinda expected that. I’ll ask for you again if I need you for another shoot! I look forward to working with you when the time comes!

Sena: Got it, thank you very much!

Sena: (I’m really happy that she liked the photo of me and Mona… but…)

Sena: (I want to keep that smile of Mona’s a secret between me and our family… just kidding.)

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Mona: Eh?! Dad, all this place has is hot springs! There’s nothing else to do there aside from going into the hot springs!

Yusuke: Ehh? I think it’s a good place to go, though. Hot springs are relaxing.

Ayako: Okay, you two. Dinner’s ready so put those pamphlets away. You can continue to look over them later.

Mona: Got it.

Sena: (Hehe, they’re at it again.)

Sena: I’m home!

Ayako: Ah, welcome back, Sena! You’re just in time for dinner.

Mona: Welcome back, Big Sis!

Mona: Hey, listen to this. All of the places Dad suggested for our family trip are hot springs!

Yusuke: But it’d be better like this, right? We won’t attract that much attention if we stay at a remote inn…

Sena: Hehe, but, Dad, won’t you be lonely in the hot springs by yourself? The three of us can go into the baths together, but…

Mona: Ah, that’s true! Dad’s the only one who’ll be in the men’s baths!

Yusuke: Ah—... I see… that… does sound lonely…

Ayako: My, oh my. Stop bullying your Daddy, you two.

Ayako: The two of you used to fight over who would get to take a bath with him, you know?

Sena: Ah—, I remember that!

Sena: We were supposed to take turns, but then Mona said “Today, I’m going in with him no matter what!”, right?

Ayako: Ah—, yeah, that happened. You then let her take your turn, just like a good big sister would, right, Sena?

Mona: Eeh? Did that really happen? I don’t remember it at all.

Yusuke: That’s because you were still young, Mona.

Ayako: Since the two of you were kids, you have always loved your Daddy, just like me!

Yusuke: Hey, do you remember that other incident too? They fought over the bag we had bought for Sena, with Mona claiming it was hers…

Sena: I remember! I definitely didn’t want to give it up to her at the time, huh.

Mona: Ehh, I’m the only one who remembers nothing of this again! Somehow, it’s just so frustrating!

Sena: (Ah… she’s sulking.)

Sena: (But is it really a problem if my adorable angel’s moods easily swing from good to bad... I wonder?)

#sena sells seashells by the seashore #just honeypre things #and that's the end of the dream stories goodbyeeeeeee #never touching this game's contents again (sobs i miss this game) unless. y'know. i somehow find enough time to tl mona's main story a h e #anyways~~~~ thanks for tolerating the midnight spaced out tl spam~~~~~~~ see y'all in the morning for the queued masterpost~~~ gn!!!

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noxexistant · 11 months

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9, 12, 17, 18

I saw that the one I’d asked for got asked

So here’s more 🥰

that’s so sweet of you :’) i’m glad to be able to give you answers <3

9. do you write every day? if you wrote today, share a sentence of what you’ve written.

i try to write every day! and i tend to, even if it’s only a small edit or adding a sentence. helps me feel like i’m making progress or not totally stagnant, even when i can’t pay attention to actually writing. as for a sentence i wrote today, i’m gonna chest slightly and use a line of dialogue:

“I’d rather go to jail. Real jail. Even if they killed me there. ‘S’long as I got to stay wit’ you.”

12. do you have a playlist for your current wip(s)? share it!

this is the most boring answer, but i don’t 😭 i very often can’t write with music, and when i can i’ll just put one of my usual playlists on shuffle. a couple playlists i do like to write to, however, is “red dead redemption vibes” by jimmay on spotify, and “batman just like me fr” by john rambone.

17. what’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

i’ve done a considerable amount of research into 1890s candies and stuffed animals to work out what would be most reasonable for characters to have tried and to favour, or for them to potentially own. stuffed animals were pioneered by the steiff company in the late 19th century - though, of course, have roots throughout history - and their first design was an elephant, first sold as a pincushion. they’re also the company that invented the teddy bear, in 1903, inspired by roosevelt himself. another pioneer stuffed animal of the era was the ithaca kitty - also just called “the tabby cat” - which was introduced in 1892 and is credited as starting the fad for stuffed animals (and was based on a real kitty! the creator’s own, caesar grimalkin). i believe the ithalca kitty was commonly sold as a piece of printed muslin cloth, which was then sewn and stuffed at home by the purchaser.

18. what’s one of your favourite lines you’ve written in a fic?

ooh, man. i’m honestly not sure, i’d have to comb through my stuff to find a real solid answer lmao, but one thing i’ve written recently that springs to mind - and that i mentioned in another answer - is oscar’s whole mental monologue from ‘under wraps’ of all the stuff he can’t articulate out loud to morris.

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“I can’t lose you, Mo,” he says, quiet and so honest it makes him feel sicker. “‘M’serious, I can’t, you’re—“

You’re everything. You’re the world. You’re my baby brother. I been looking after you our whole lives and I don’t know how to stop, I don’t wanna stop. We been sharing a bed our whole lives and I have nightmares of you lay to sleep forever without me lay with you like it’s always been. I don’t know how to sleep without you. I don’t know how to live without you. Please, God, don’t make me even think about it. But if I do picture you in a grave, I picture myself crawling in beside you and curling myself around you like we’re lay in bed at night.

“You’re my little brother.”

#answered #sparkedblaze

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boom-boom-boyx2 · 2 years

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interviewer: hi thank you so much for joining us today! We have some special guests; DynaMight, Deku, Uravity, Red Riot, Earphone Jack, Pinky, Cellophane,and ChargeBolt!

Uravity: thank you so much for having us today!!

Kiri: Yeah! It’s been a while since we’ve gotten a break😅

interviewer: well im glad we could help! so we had our viewers put in some questions and these were the most popular! So first one is…

Q: “You guys work so hard all the time and somehow you look so clean and refreshed all the time, what does your shower routine look like?”

Denki: this is a good one- i want to know what Bakugou’s looks like!!

Jiro: you guys are so sweet! thank you! and i’m with denki, bakugou you have some of the best skin even in high school you didn’t have acne.

mina: oh please! he totally did…… right?

Bakugou: … since everyone wants to fucking know for some reason why not, I do my hair first so like shampoo and conditioner.

denki: wait your supposed to put the shampoo first?

kiri: ur kidding right denki?

denki: …

Sero: wait no- kami probably uses 3 in one!

bakugou: no, he’s smarter than that!

mina: yeah no- if he did i…. kaminari?

denki: …… i’m so sorry-

Deku: WAIT? are you serious denki??!!!

Denki: I USED IT IN LIKE HIGHSCHOOL I DONT ANY MORE!?

Mina: i feel like i’m going to have to go to your house after this just to make sure-

Ochako: no, denki no……

Jiro: back to bakugou please, let’s judge kaminari for his poor shower choices later.

Kaminari: yes! wait- HEY!

Bakugou: uhm.. so i shampoo and condition first then i wash my face, i do it in the shower cause it’s easier, and then i wash my body? is that good enough?

Deku: what do you mean you wash you face like what do you do?

Sero: yeah go into detail please!

Bakugou: this is so weird i’m being put on the spot uhm okay- i use this like charcoal soap, it’s really good for your skin. and then when i get out and yk dry off i put on some hydration gel…that’s what it’s called right?

ochako: yeah!

Interviewer: ohhh~ okay okay! anyone else want to answer?

Ochako: I do my face first, but my hair first in the actual shower! i like to put on a little mask or something,

Jiro: yeah! like uhm one of those mud masks!!

Mina: yeah!! it’s so much easier to wash it off in the shower!

Jiro: exactly! if i do a mask before i get in the shower it has to be a mud mask or a charcoal one!

Deku: okay, i know i’m dumb but what is a charcoal mask? or soap…

kiri: like what is charcoal?

deku: yeah!

kiri: oh i know what it is-

deku: oh LOL i thought i wasn’t the only one confused😅

Denki: it’s like-

Jiro: it exfoliates!

Mina: but what exactly does exfoliate even mean-

Deku: okay okay, why do you put it on your face- Kachan said it’s good for you skin but like why? what does it do??

Sero: SOMEONE LOOK IT UP!!!

Bakugou: Dumbasses! it basically pulls out your blackheads and just the built up sweat and shit on you face.

Deku: wait so it like takes your face apart?

Denki: *absolutely fucking loosing it*

Mina: *holding denki’s shoulder wheezing*

Jiro: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEANNANNSBD

Bakugou: i’m- what the actual fuck deku?

Deku: no- i mean like-

kiri: *holding back laughter* there’s no coming back from this one bro!

sero: deku… *trying to collect himself* what- uhm what’s your shower routine??

Deku: …

*everyone calming downs bit*

Deku: i use a 3 in one-

*everyone fucking looses it again*

*even the crew*

denki: wait is that why u asked if i was serious…?

deku: *disapointed* yeah-

Deku: it’s so much easier! okay?

Mina: there is no coming back from this babe- were going to the store to get you some proper cleaning supplies!

Jiro: fr bro,

Deku: WHEN I GET HOME IM TIRED I DONT WANNA DO EVERYTHING SEPERATLU OAKY-

[and that was just the first question-]

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mrkis · 1 year

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Wow I really came a long way from being the #1 twlg!jaemin anti 😅. No but honestly you are absolutely incredible, as a writer, and as a person. You’re an absolute sweetheart and I’m so glad we’ve become friends. Easily one of the best people on this app hands down. And the community you’ve created with your work and with your discord, i’ve really found a new home on tumblr, so thank you for that. Love you Cas 😘 Have a happy birthday! Try not to be too shook by what I send you 😏

ok ellie this is gonna be the second time you’ve made me cry today :,) i love you soooo much! the most biggest love for you fr. i’m happy to have created such a space for you to feel comfortable in….. especially the discord and our dms. the unhinged is real. thank you!!! i will be shook by what you send. you KNOW what it does to me….. pray for me everyone :|

#‣ [asks]#thetypingpup ⛧#‣ [mutual]#my girl fr

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garoujo · 1 year

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hello hello emmie ! <3 how is ur work going so far for today ?? i hope all is well for u ! i've come to brainrot about nagi again bcs eee i cant help it!

⠀:¨ ·.· ¨:⠀ ⠀ `· . ୨୧⠀

and this time its florist!nagi who fell in love with his new regular customer who very much loves flowers sm so they keep coming back to buy at his flower shop ˃̵ᴗ˂̵ so what he does to convey his feelings towards them is to give them a flower but with a hidden meaning, every time they stop by his shop! so its more like he is showing his true feelings through the language of flowers <33 i kept thinking about it bcs i own a book about the language of flowers and i cant help thinking about him being a cute florist !! i also wanted to share that im beginning to see a pattern about the characters that i like from diff. shows ! and its all about a certain hair color thats either white/light coloured ! for ex.: inumaki, gojo , kaneki, sessho, nagi , tomoe, decim- the list goes on and i just realized it now ! theres something about white haired men i swear ?! also i just started binge-reading ur one shot series with the jjk men and I AM SO HOOKED i cant wait to read more ! its like everytime i read ur works i always end up either smiling or giggling pls- i hope u always take care emmie ! dont forget to take breaks in between whenever u feel tired <33 wishing u the bestest as always !

hewo lovely nonnie !!! snifle im sorry it took me sooo super long 2 reply 2 this but i wanted 2 be able 2 give u allll of my attention out of work so i’m home now ^_^ work was okie !!! a lil boring but atleast i am home curled up in my bed + playing genshin now <3 u r ofc ofc ofcccc always welcome 2 come brainrot about him !!! i hope you’ve had the best day also o_O !

eeeeee stop flourist!nagi is so cute i can imagine him w a lil apron on + everything ! why is the thought of the big sleepy bbie arranging some flowers so cute <3 he probs has rly super good attention 2 detail also !!! ur ideas are just the sweetest ever istg >///< no cause fr ! ur just like me ! i have such a favouring 4 white hair men i love them i cant help it .. !

also omg super glad ur enjoying my lil series ! i shud hopefully have it finished 2 since i got some sudden ideas 2 finally finish it so hopefully that’ll come soon <33 snifle u are just such a sweetheart ! tht is exactly how i act reading ur asks ^_^ take care of urself bbie !!! sending soooo much hugs rn !!!

#ʚ ₊˚ 💬 — new emmail.#ʚ ₊˚ ⌕ — nonnie.#i am always tired so i wish i could be on break always !!! ;;;o;;; but fank yew bbie i appreciate how kind u are 2 me sooo much !!!#i hope ur drinking loads of water + the world is being kind 2 u !!!#wishing u nothing but good days + nights my loooove <333

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moodywyrm · 9 months

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there’s something about ikea!!! i hate getting my hands dirty but as soon as i see an ikea box i’m like. i need to build that asap 🧍 and that’s so real 😭 the only reason i got it done in one night was because my gf was helping

i said i wouldn’t jump to conclusions but. i’m in shambles right now!!! now i’m not completely jumping to conclusions but when she was cooking lunch her phone rang and she told me to answer it and it was a jewelry store and they said her order was ready but i didn’t hear the rest bc she took the phone from me but now i’m so ……….

that’s good!!! and doggiessss :(( lil babies :( oh no!! omg come to my city we have a billion of them and they’re all so good :(

i’ve always been a christmas girlie, not just because of presents but it’s all so pretty and twinkly and i love the music and movies and baking and it’s during winter and !!!! i know!! ugh the meanie friends :( one of them apologized for not including me in the barbie movie plans but that’s all i’ve really talked to them </3 but idrc at this point because i have a cat and a girlfriend and my best friends .

i’m glad you had a good day :o and yay!! an extra long walk!! and lord you’re speeding through your books 😭 every time i see your profile the number goes down

my day was good!! except for the phone call . i got some cleaning and reorganizing done! and i just went to the gym!! i’ve been in such a weird place lately so i’m trying to get back on my feet before our vacation :( and my gf is out with her friends tonight so i’ll be home alone for a lil while,, gonna do some much needed self care 😎

- 🩷

ikea is magical im convinced!! and no fr, you need at least four hands on deck to finish an ikea project in one night. or! maybe you're just very skilled, have you considered that 👀

I am no longer jumping to conclusions, I am calmly strolling over bc omg!! it feels pretty much definite like!! a jewelry store and a mysterious phone call!! ahh!!!

the doggies!! they're so sweet but they're stinky, I need to give them both baths rip, and we have like two I actually like? but they're kinda expensive :(

that's so fair!!! I like winter and the vibes but not distinctly christmas? idk why, the actual holiday always kinda stresses me out :( no more of the meanie friends!! good, you deserve so much better!! like your gf and your cat and your loving besties!!

yeah!! it was a nice walk except she barked at a man that was a bit too close to the sidewalk while he was in his yard, and I didn't see him until she barked 😭 scared the shit out of him😭 and ahh!! it's mostly because of audiobooks!! I finished the audiobook for Percy Jackson's Greek Gods today, and then started the audiobook for Dracula! I've been in a big reading mood, but physically reading has been kinda hard :(

a good day!! we can just hope it was a very good phone call <3 cleaning and reorganizing!! very very nice very satisfying <3 It sucks that you've been kinda out of it, but I hope all your efforts work!! sometimes it helps to pamper yourself and reset! a self care night is always good <3 im already planning my like major self care night before classes <3

#moodythoughts #🩷 anon

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toehwa6 · 1 year

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Just got back from a drive to get a milkshake fucked up on Valium and I told my friend I was good but on the way back I was like I’m just trying to set myself up to wreck my car and kill my self. Hopefully I don’t take anyone with me and just hit a pole or something.

He was like that’s fucked but I was laughing like naw I’m a thrill seeker and he was like no thrill seekers make sure they can do shit again you’re just suicidal and I was like fuck I guess that’s what it is I guess.

Got “diagnosed” or whatever with fuckin agoraphobia today cause I’m afraid to leave my house.

I fr thought it was like being afraid of going outside but I looked it up and it’s like being afraid of being anywhere that isn’t “safe”

Dawg I dealt with this shit on the way home from work today I stopped to get gas and I was like holy fuck what am I feeling rn I’m going to fuck my arm up and take a bunch of pills idk I would kill my self to make this feeling go away

I wasn’t even depressed or nothin it was so weird I just didn’t want to feel that way anymore

Idk I just want to fuckin die I guess. I fuckin hate being alive and dealing with this shit

I thought back pain was bad but naw fr being afraid whenever I do shit sucks more idk at least if I’m in my house and my back hurts like I’m good at least idk

I fucking hate this shit I wish I could just fucking die

I got home and talked to the doc and he was like it’s cause you’re isolated and you don’t talk to no one that’s why you’re all fucked up btw stop smoking weed so that’s why I just took a Valium

Probably not a good idea but idfk this shit is fucked now I’m just writing this shit not thinkin about nothin

I just feel like I gotta get somethin out today fuckin sucked

I feel like everyday fucking sucks when I think about it but it doesn’t really, it just feels that way

I hope I get better eventually I just don’t know what’s wrong and everytime I think I’m getting better I just keep getting worse

I’m supposed to be good at this point but shit just keeps getting worse

I was tellin my friend if I get pulled over on Valium I don’t even care I’m just gonna tell the cop I’m trying to kill myself and go to jail idc

I fucking hate being alive

I hate talking to people I hate talking to doctors I hate talking to everyone I fucking hate this shit

I gotta go chill with these people I don’t really fuck with this weekend and I’m just gonna get fucked up on Valium or Tramadol or something and have a good time I guess

I tell people I don’t like them that much and they’re fucking annoying but it gets me out of the house and fr it’s a lot of drama that I enjoy which is kinda fucked

Idk I fuckin hate everyone

I’m happy I could open up to my gf and my good homie cause it feels good to talk about stuff but even then being vulnerable and talking about my problems feels like that makes shit worse too

Idk what to do about this shit I think I’m gonna get high even tho I’m not supposed to

Idk idk idk idk idk

I fucking hate this shit

Just gonna sleep this shit off and hope tomorrow is better even tho it won’t be

Again and again and again

Can’t wait to I fuckin kill myself even tho I don’t think I’m gonna do it

I’m afraid of goin to hell so I gotta push through and just deal with this shit

I think if I get fucked up on Valium and wreck my car and die that counts as suicide but idk I hope not I don’t want to go to hell I just want this shit to stop

I hate being alive

Glad I could get this out somewhere I don’t like talking to people about my problems so I just talk to myself and nothing on here

Idk I guess it makes me feel better

Idk I fuckin hate this shit

If someone reads this shit gets better even if it don’t feel like it I promise just hang in there and don’t give up that’s what’s important just push through

Fuck everyone else love yourself that’s what matters you’re all alone in the end

Funny I told my gf that and she was like that’s dumb as fuck what if you got family and shit around you when you die

I was like lol bitch that’s not the point but I love that you think like that

Mah bitch be holdin me down frfr

I fucking hate being alive

Sorry I keep saying that

Who am I talking to

Why can’t I stop saying sorry

No one cares anyway

Alright cya

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