#sorry I'll go try to forget about this now
Note
BABE!! Tan for sure is the kinda guy to open your car door, pull your chair out for you etc, BUT imagine that you’re not used to that?? And so kinda keep doing it yourself, before Tan gets to? And he always lovingly scolds you for it?
OK SO NOW!! Imagine calling him when you’re drunk, asking him to pick you up, and suddenly he learns that you’re kind of a brat when drunk?? I FEEL LIKE HE’D LOVE THAT, like suddenly, you’re stood by the car door, waiting, chin raised and happily clearing your throat to signal to him to open it 😭 and he’s melting bc you’re finally not so darn independent and you let him care for you!!! (He also finds it hilarious) (also, you’d totally get him to take your heels off for you)
AAAAAGGGHHH OMG!!! love love it!!
this also disappeared right after I posted it??? idk what’s going on!!!
TANGERINE WITH AN INDEPENDENT READER.
omg omg this is so eldest daughter coded!!!!!!!!! (self indulgent but idc)
and you're independent and used to doing everything yourself, yup yup I see the vision. and also maybe not used to chivalry sooo..
— so like when you go do dinner/ have date nights out, you pull out your chair before he can even reach it (also the same for opening car doors, or doors in general) he just tsks at you, shaking his head "that's my job" or "what did I say?" bc he's told you so many times
— and when you're walking and you're on the outside (closest to the road) he puts a hand on the small of your back and guides you to swap places and says "what did I say?" (that's gonna be a running theme/ repetitive saying btw)
— and when he drops you home after going somewhere he gets out the car to walk you to your door, you're like "I'll be fine. you don't need to do this" and he’s like “would you just let me be a gentleman” and he waits until you're in and he hears the door lock before he leaves
— he holds bags for you and dismisses your protests of carrying them yourself, he's all like "how many times have I gotta tell you?"
— AND so?? you're out with friends and you're drunk, you call him to pick you up. you give him your bag immediately, silently handing it to him with no reaction, not a smile or a glance, nothing. and he just squints at you bc you've never done it before
— and then when you're walking to his car, you have an arm around his back as he helps keep you stable (you're a bit sloshed btw) and bc he's so focused on getting you to the car, he forgets that he's on the inside of the pavement, but you don't. so you're like "swap. im meant to be that side" and he's kinda loving it bc it seems that all the things he's been trying to ingrain into you have finally worked
— when you get to his car, you're waiting for him to open it for you, arms crossed, tapping your foot, and you'd slur something like "sometime today would be nice" and he's just so entertained and amused by it all!! he's like "you're right, sorry. I'll be quicker" so you reply with "that's what I thought" and he just does one of those low chuckling snickers bc he’s loving it a lot more than he thought he would
— and then when you sit in the car, your twist to pull your legs out before he can shut the door. and you lift a leg and say "my feet hurt" making him take your shoes/ heels off for you. and he's just so whipped and he crouches down to undo them and he's just holding under your heel AARGGHHHHH. "better?" is def something he says. and "'little miss precious' tonight, you are"
— AND THEN just as he's about to shut the door you say "wait" and he's like "what?" and you say "seatbelt. it's not plugged in" hinting for him to do it. so he grabs it and reaches over you to plug it in, and kisses your cheek before standing up straight. then finally he gets in the car to drive back
— he's loving that you're finally letting him help you, even if you're drunk and have no real control over yourself. he reminds you the next day about what you did, and you're embarrassed, like "no, I didn't. you're making it up. I would never do that" and bc he's sweet, he's like "yeah, you're right. just pulling your leg" and he pretends his teases were a lie BUT THEY'RE NOT. HE'S JUST SAVING YOUR FEELINGS
— ALSO JUST BC I LOVE IT SO MUCH if you say “I can do it by myself” he says “I know you can. but let me help you” 🫠
124 notes
·
View notes
Text
Shut me up
Pairing: Choi Soobin × Gn!reader
Genre: fic, fluff, friends to lovers
Prompt: "I know I talk too much, so honey come put your lips on mine and shut me up"
Warnings: the rest of txt make a slight cameo, soobin is a loser (affectionate)
A/n: thank you for requesting this with him because I was hoping someone would😭 enjoy! | Join the 1k event
Yours and soobin's first kiss was... Kind of a hopeless mess.
It all started with a date you didn't even know was a date. Following his friend's advice, he invited you out. Just keep it casual, they will love it. That's what Yeonjun said.
Soobin wishes he could punch Yeonjun right now.
That's simply because you were both sitting side by side on a bench in the park, and you've just asked when the others were coming along.
"Probably soon, I think they might be stuck in traffic."
You nodded, thinking it probably made sense. But it actually didn't. Because no one was coming. Maybe keeping it so casual was a mistake, considering you thought it was so casual that it would be just a normal outing among friends. Not a date. Not that Soobin was stressing over it, of course not.
He just casually wants to punch Yeonjun.
But he also should kick Taehyun since it was his idea to come to a park this weekend. Saturdays are always great for dates, there's no better day than this one. Taehyun was a very smart guy and, since he told Soobin that the place and weather would be perfect, he was most likely right as always.
Except it started to rain.
You and your clothes, that made you look more ethereal than you already were, were getting wet. And so was your date friend. When you got up from the bench, Soobin swore he heard his heart get broken thinking about how you were going to bid your farewell. Happily, you just said "Let's go to some cafe, we can wait for them there".
You were way smarter than Taehyun, that's a fact.
Buy them something to drink. Now that was Hueningkai's advice. Soobin thought to himself for a second before complying; that one couldn't go wrong. He had the money - he made sure to avoid his wallet around the guys. He also knew your favourite drink by heart and the place was very nice. Okay, that one really couldn't go wrong.
"Go find us somewhere to sit, I'll have something for us to drink" he told you smiling, hoping to look confident and cool.
You smiled back at him. Oh my God that must've worked right?? Soobin was about to kiss kai for giving him the only right advice until now.
In his opinion, everything was going on pretty smoothly. They had your order there, it smelled good and it looked nice. For a second, Soobin thought he could really impress you, even if it's with a silly thing like that.
That is, until this random guy dropped his coffee in his shirt. Yeah, that really sucked.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" the person said. The coffee was kinda hot but not enough to hurt him, but sadly it was enough to ruin his shirt. Of course he had to wear a white shirt that day.
"It's okay, don't worry" The stranger even paid soobin's and yours coffee as an apology but he doesn't know if that made him feel better or worse about the whole situation. Sorry Kai, I couldn't pay for the drinks.
But once he sat down next to you, your eyes turned confused at the exact moment, and you didn't hesitate on taking some napkins to try and help soobin's shirt. A win is a win, he thinks when he feels your hands trying to dry his sleeve. His skin was getting hotter and redder. He hopes you assumed it was the hot coffee.
Don't forget to compliment them, Beomgyu said. Usually Soobin wouldn't hesitate on ignoring any possible advice his friend could give, but this one felt like the sanest thing he had said in a while. Maybe it was worth the risk.
He started to look at you, still focused on trying to clean his shirt. There were just so many things he could compliment. He loved the way your eyes would squint when you were paying attention to something. He loved how your skin felt delicate when you were touching him. He could spend hours talking about how your hair framed your face perfectly or how your voice was adorable. He also really liked your lips, a lot. If he could, he would kiss you right on the spot.
"What?"
"What?"
You were looking at him confused, like you were solving the hardest of puzzles in your head. But Soobin doesn't understand. He didn't do anything, nor said something that could make you have his reaction. He just...
His hand flew to his mouth, covering it and only showing his wide eyes in total horror. No way he said that. He couldn't have said that.
"Did you just say that..." you tried to formulate it without sounding weird, not that the situation itself wasn't already bad enough "that you wanted to kiss me?"
He laughed. Little giggles started to get past his lips, but it was extremely clear that it was a laugh filled with panic. How can someone screw things up so badly?
"No, no. I mean yeah I did but no! I shouldn't have said that, it was a mistake. Not that I didn't mean it, because I did, but in a sense that I shouldn't have said it, you know?" he looked at you trying to find a string of hope, any sign that he was on his way of fixing things, but damn he was so lost. "Like, I won't actually kiss you! I wanted to but then, no hold on. I wouldn't do it like this, in something like... You understand what I mean right?"
He doesn't know for how long he kept on speaking any random excuse he could think of. At some point, his panicked laugh got mixed with words and the only thing he could say were unintelligible sounds. You could almost see a little smoke getting out of his brain. He only came to a stop when you kissed the corner of his mouth, shutting him up immediately.
Did you just... kiss him?
You giggled lightly, probably at how awestruck he was right now. It wasn't even a kiss on his lips - unfortunately - but he felt like he could die a happy man at that moment.
"I can't believe I'll have to thank the boys for that."
"Weren't they tagging along?"
Oh.
"Now that's kind of a funny story..." You could see he was collecting his breath to start yapping again, but he stopped right when he saw you smile. Apparently, both your kiss and smile had the ability to stop his brain.
Suddenly he started to talk again, not knowing exactly what he was ranting about this time. His words probably weren't even coherent, but maybe you'd kiss him to shut him up once more.
Maybe this one kiss would land on his lips instead.
Masterlist | you'll probably like: So Sweet
Thank you for reading 💛
Taglist (open!): @zzzzzwicked @yuyubeans
Credits for images 1 , 2 and 3
Dividers by @thecutestgrotto
#celi fic#celi 1k event#tomorrow x together x reader#tomorrow x together imagines#tomorrow x together fluff#tomorrow x together soobin#tomorrow x together scenarios#tomorrow x together#txt x reader#txt fluff#txt imagines#txt soft thoughts#txt soft hours#txt soobin#txt fanfic#choi soobin#soobin x reader#txt#soobin scenarios#soobin fluff#soobin fanfic#soobin#longest fic I've done so far#ngl I'm proud of this one
95 notes
·
View notes
Text
Kiss me in spring
Arlecchino x fem secretary reader
Summary : Arlecchino gets quite jealous and one ups her "competition"
♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎
"Sorry I'm late, Miss Arlecchino!" You said opening the door to her office, the comforting smell of ink hit your nose with a hint of her perfume making your chest warm, forgetting about the bouquet in your hands. Arlecchino didn’t look up from her papers til she placed one to a neat pile of finished documents. "Good morning, it's quite alright - may i ask who those for?" Her x pupils look at the flowers in your hands, her heart beating faster are those for her?
"These? A fellow employee gave them to me. " You said, walking to her desk to show her the small bouquet. The gray-haired womens heart dropped, and a blooming annoyance began to follow. "Aren't they pretty? I couldn't deny them." You spoke quietly, your fingers gently touching at the petals. Arlecchino stared at them, brows furrow a bit before she spoke. "What a shame they don't seem to be ones you like. it seems they need to try harder." She turned to her desk, and you pout. "It's the thought that counts, Miss Arlecchino.. I just think it's sweet - I mean, nobody gets flowers anymore." The gray-haired woman hummed irritation to boiling almost to the brim but she wasn't mad at least she doesn't think so but uneasy annoyed she felt like she wants a small chat with that bold person who gifted you that sad excuse of a gift.
She stamped a blue folder tapping it on the desk to straighten the papers before stacking them together, turning to you. "Well, if I give you these folders and you send them to their correct addresses, I'll fill your whole living room with flowers that it'll look like spring." She said, placing the folders in your open hands. You smiled and nodded, gently grabbing the papers, running off to do your task.
Later in the afternoon
"All done, Miss! Did I do well? Will you praise me?" You said jokingly standing in front of your employers desk, who stared up at you from her desk. "Yes, good job." She said bluntly, and you nodded your head. "As for my promise." She said, getting up and walking to your side, lending her arm for you to hold. "I'll take you to your house. " You raise a brow. "Promise?...wait, I thought you were joking!" You laugh, taking her arm, and she tilted her head. "Why would I joke about that?" And you giggle."I guess you are a woman of your word one moment- How do you know where I live?" You question, and she just looked away. "I have connections, now let's get you home." She said, walking you out of office.
You arrived at your house to find it unlocked. You scrunched your face in confusion. "I swear I locked it," you mumbled, "You did." Arlecchino said, pushing the door open and the sweet scent of flowers bloomed out of the house and your eyes go wide as you see flowers on flowers all of different colors all spread across your small living room and in the middle of it all your coffee table had a bouquets of your favorites. Cupping your mouth, your eyes watered at the grant gift.
"Do you like it?" You hear her gentle voice as she hunches over your shoulder, and with a smile, you turn to hug her. Arms wrapping around her neck. "Oh, Arlecchino, I love it! it's beautiful," you said, rubbing your face against her. the gray-haired woman was stiff for a bit hands twitch as the hover over your back before hugging you even more deeply. For some reason, she feels as if a craving she has had has now been fulfilled a itch she could now scratche and a thirst that is now quenched just by having you in her arms.
"I'm glad you love it," she said, pulling away to look at your eyes, scanning your face, and you blush "can I- may I kiss you" you spoke your heart raced and Arlecchinos eyes grow wide before smiling "I yearn for it" she replied and with a nervous sigh you kissed her sweetly and she kissed back with greater yet gentle passion.
-------------
A/N
why am I giggling and kicking my feet (*/∀＼*)
Ngl I'm obsessed with Arlecchino that I was yapping about her so much my siblings kept calling be a lesbian but IDC SHE IS MY HUSBAND HVUGTVYBTFTVBYBYVRVT
I love her more then any other character rn she has me in a choke hold fr
Anyway love yall XOXO 💋💋💋💕💕
#fanfic#x reader#fanfiction#x fem reader#x you#fanfic fluff#arlecchino x reader#arlecchino x fem reader#genshin fluff#genshin x you#genshin x reader#genshin fanfic
110 notes
·
View notes
Text
On Repeat
pairing: jennifer jareau x cowgirl fem reader
category: hurt/comfort
warnings: rape
word count: 1063
summary: it's around the anniversary of when you were raped but you haven't told jj so she keeps trying to initiate sex but you're not in the mood
JJ's hand rode a bit higher up my thigh, caressing it teasingly as she bit her lip. I was watching tv but her eyes were only on me. "Look at me baby." She demanded in a low voice.
"I'm not in the mood Jayje." I mumbled, putting her hand on my knee instead of my upper thigh. She sighed and squeezed my knee. I could tell she wanted to say something but was holding back. "What is it?"
"Did I do something?" Her voice was small. I furrowed my brows.
"What do you mean?"
"I've tried to initiate sex probably a thousand times the last few weeks and you've turned me down every time. It's ok if you don't want to have sex but you've never turned me down this many times before. So...did I do something to make you mad? Or uncomfortable?"
"No you didn't do anything." I huffed and got up to get some water. I didn't realize she had noticed I was turning sex down so much and I didn't realize she was thinking it was because of her.
"Then what is it baby?" She got off my couch and walked over to me, hugging me from behind. "We see each other two days a week...and I love having sex with you. I'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to do. It's ok if you don't want to have sex that's completely fine...I just want to know what's wrong."
"Nothings wrong JJ, ok?" I gripped my glass tightly.
"Ok...ok I'll stop pushing. But if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here." I nodded and went to my room for some alone time, crying into my pillow so quietly she couldn't hear.
When I went to DC the next weekend to see her she tried to initiate sex again. I didn't have the heart to tell her no, especially after I realized that she thought it was her fault. So I gave in and the next thing I knew I was naked on her bed. She kissed down my neck lovingly while I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to suppress memories I had tried so hard to forget. "You're so fucking beautiful baby." She moaned against my neck. "I can't wait to make you feel good. Get up. I wanna hit it from the back." My heart dropped but I did it anyways. I rolled over onto my stomach and she lifted my hips so my ass was in the air. This was the exact position I was in when it happened. I tried to tell myself it was JJ. It wasn't him, it was my beautiful, loving girlfriend who would never do anything to hurt me.
No matter what I told myself my brain kept spiraling. My mouth was dry and the memories were playing on repeat. I felt her like herself up and I froze, my whole body just stopped working. Suddenly I was the 19 year old girl again who got raped in the back of a bar. "Hey...hey baby." I felt JJ's hand on the small of my back. I didn't feel the tip of the strap anymore. Did she realize something was wrong? "Hey hey hey baby talk to me." I tried to speak but my voice caught in my throat. "It's ok. Can you get onto your back for me?" I did as she said very slowly. It was taking so much brainpower just to move my limbs. "Good girl."
"JJ." I was able to say her name.
"Yeah baby? What is it?" She reached out to touch my face and I gave her a small nod, telling her she could.
"I can't...I can't do it I'm sorry. I thought I could but I can't." I sniffled, my bottom lip quivering.
"That's ok my love. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do." She caressed my cheek gently, leaning forward to kiss my forehead. "And I know you might not want to talk about it right now but I need to know what happened. What made you react this way?" My lip trembled at the thought of telling her. Would she even look at me the same way? She looked at me with soft, loving eyes and it took me everything in me not to break down.
"I-I when I was 19..." I trailed off, avoiding eye contact. I wasn't going to be able to do it if I was looking at her.
"Would it be better if you couldn't see me?" JJ asked softly. I nodded so she got behind me. "Is it ok if I spoon you?" I nodded so she draped her arm over my waist, pulling me as close to her as possible.
"When I was 19...I was in a bar." I sniffled. "I had a fake ID and I wanted to go out with some friends, you know? Normal dumb teen stuff." JJ pressed kisses on my back from behind, calming me down. "A-and I met this guy. I think he liked me or something cause he kept trying to talk to me. I-I told him I wasn't interested but he kept talking to me." I let out a choked sob.
"Oh baby." She cooed, rubbing my stomach. She knew where this was going.
"I don't really remember what happened after that...I just know...that the next thing I remembered-" I got cut off by a shaky breath. "I was in the back of the bar- and he was behind me." I sniffled. "Thrusting into me."
"My love I'm so sorry that happened to you. Did it trigger you when I got you into that position?" I nodded.
"It's around the anniversary."
"So all those memories are coming back up, huh?" She kissed my shoulder and stroked my hair.
"Mhm. And I know I should've told you sooner-"
"Hey. None of that." She kissed my ear and my jaw. "You tell me things on your own time." I relaxed and pressed my back further into her. She held me tighter before kissing the back of my head. "You're safe with me baby."
"Thank you...for making me feel safe."
"I'm glad you feel safe with me. I'm happy to be your safe space whenever you need me to be. I love you so much. Don't you ever forget that."
"I love you too."
#x reader#criminal minds#jennifer jareau#jennifer jareau x reader#wlw post#lgbtq#jennifer jareau x you
30 notes
·
View notes
Note
I have a question about sitters as well. Hopefully all this is okay to answer, its not... im sorry. This is mostly a questiondump bc i read your thing and now my brain is sparking with loads of questions. Is it bad to say that sounds kinda fun being that intense.... anyway do people ever try and manipulate the sitter to let them do something or escape, or when they turn thier back do they try. And do the patients ever say its a little weird being watched all the time even if they are sleeping or does it make them feel safer? Also you mentioned people both trying to pull out tubes and cables and escape... how does a sitter actually stop them? Do they have to do it all by themselves or get security or a doctor to put a tube back in.... do they restrain them if they're hurting themselves. Just genuinely how do they do it. And while they pee do they get another person to watch em for 5 minutes. Is most sitters one on one or like the room you described with 3 or 4 patients? Thank you (: hope your doing better lovely!
I'll go one at a time here:
I've never had a patient attempt to manipulate beyond asking repeatedly to do something. It doesn't mean it can't happen, but most people who need a sitter aren't mentally organized enough to be successful manipulators. As for trying to escape yes they absolutely do but they're usually pretty obvious about it. Even if for some reason the sitter isn't paying attention, the bed alarm will go off.
Some of them do, but for people who are there for suicidal ideation most of them are fine with it. The people there because they're manic and on a writ of detention sometimes take issue with it. The people with dementia usually either forget who we are and ask a bunch of times or decide they do or don't like us and that's just how the rest of the day goes.
It depends on the hospital whether a sitter can actually touch a patient. Where I was we definitely could because we were also doing all the patient care. But a lot of it is verbal redirection. You generally can't physically prevent someone from doing something because that is considered a restraint. But you can talk to them, distract them, find them something else to do, it's a lot of verbal gymnastics. If they're going for something like a PICC line (a line that's difficult to replace), I'd move their hand away to give them some time to really think about what they are doing, but not everyone's comfortable with that.
If someone's in danger or physically leaving and they can't stop them with verbal redirection they'll call security. For people with dementia/confusion who are pulling at lines or tubes sometimes you can get a doctor's order for soft restraints, which are really easy to squirm out of, but buy time for the sitter to intervene. Security are the only ones who can place hard restraints and those require a doctor's order as well, and usually a new one every 4 hours. Someone in hard restraints requires a sitter at all times.
Yes, if the sitter has to leave for any reason they get someone to cover.
Most hospitals it's 1:1 sitter to patient. I was just at the redheaded stepchild of the hospital system I worked for, and they had some questionable staffing practices.
15 notes
·
View notes
Text
Someone shared a post about the pear of anguish, saying it was used to torture slaves, and I thought its design was interesting but something felt slightly off, so I looked it up.
The first thing you see when you look this thing up is that its usage is disputed.
Apparently the mechanism doesn't seem to work the way it's said to work? It's said that people would slowly enlarge the opening in order to spread an orifice wider and wider, and that it could even break jaws.
The thing is, this device does not seem to open in this way. It seems to spring open. The screw mechanism is for closing it.
I relayed this information, thinking this was someone who would actually care about fact checking. "It might not actually have worked in this way. Its usage is disputed."
For some fucking dadblamed reason, they took this as me... questioning the existence of racism? And denying the suffering of black people?
I do a little more digging, and it's basically the same thing over and over. One guy insists that it's totally a torture device, because why else would it be in torture chamber museums?
I don't know, buddy, maybe because people like to make up stories and scare others.
That's one running theory for the existence of this thing: people wanted a good story. They wanted to be able to sell that story in order to make money. So they made elaborate devices and charged people to see them, or displayed them in order to scare their guests.
This part of the speculation, by the way, is from medieval times. There are no modern accounts of this item's usage.
We have so many accounts of slavery. We have so many ways to spread information. We're still able to converse with some of the children of the people who are still alive. We can still see the documents they left during that time.
Why would they leave this out? If it were actually in use, why would they relay the whippings, the confinement, the rape, the starvation, the harsh working conditions, the lynchings, the forced assimilation, and just... not mention this part?
Their friend piled on. I told him my statement was based on the way the device functions, and not "white people wouldn't do that." I told them that I didn't expect better from him, because I didn't know him, but I did expect better from them.
Apparently this was me making assumptions.
Gonna be honest, I didn't read the entirety of their responses, because this sort of thing is maddeningly upsetting to me. I thought I was safe to say something because, when I accidentally sent them a video by Alexis Nelson, they called it funny and informative. I know that doesn't seem like much, but... honestly, Alexis isn't going to be up everyone's alley, and sometimes that's due to bigotry. So I thought they would actually care, and not be mad about being checked. I've been in that situation plenty of times, and I normally don't say anything if I don't think I'm going to get through. I only say something if I have hope for that person.
I thought I might actually have a potential friend, and said person responded to "Hey this information might not be accurate" with... honestly, I can barely even parse the way they worded things? Something about slavery happening whether it was disputed or not.
I just wanted to fact check an unsourced facebook post.
#this has contributed to me feeling like no one wants to listen to anything i have to say and every relationship i have is doomed to fail!!#which I recognize is unhealthy!!#fellas is it splitting to get mad and unfriend someone for this nonsense#hm. maybe not what splitting is.#it's just so frustrating when someone is self righteous about their victim mentality#and every additional 'I'm not attacking you actually!' statement is perceived as an additional attack#I know I've done that but I'm WORKING ON IT#so it's frustrating to encounter in the wild and it sends me into the stratosphere#the fuck do you MEAN 'slavery happened even if it was disputed' i meant the SPECIFIC DEVICE YOU'RE MAKING CLAIMS ABOUT#I'm wildly oversimplifying. it was one hell of a sentence.#WHY DO YOU WANT MORE PAIN#THERE'S ENOUGH AS IT IS#WHY IS BAD IF I SAY THIS MIGHT NOT HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN USED TO HURT PEOPLE#WHY AM I THE ENEMY#WHY AM I THE ONE MAKING ASSUMPTIONS#I THOUGHT WE COULD BE FRIENDS#sorry I'll go try to forget about this now#between this and someone saying she needs ai because commissions are too expensive and free images aren't good enough i just...#don't feel like saying anything to anyone anymore#and I missed my window for productivity today. I should have sat down to write and I didn't#and now I'm tired and frustrated because bg3 glitched wyll's cape away and i don't know which save to load to get it back#or if it's my compute#it already ate my opportunity to get everything from dammon#i might need to reinstall#personal#why did i even try. i was shaking so bad. why does it hurt this much.#torture device
13 notes
·
View notes
Text
Little activity notice but I'm taking my praxis/boards at the end of March so I'll be extra unresponsive from here on out. See you all on the other side of this!!
#ik ive been on a little bit of a low activity hiatus anyway what with the 10-14 hour workdays i have rn#and i usually get home and just pass out or go to my other job rn#but ive been trying to be decently consistent on discord but honestly thats getting harder too#im usually lurking on the dash but anything that isnt studying/work right now is Too Much#ive already had one moderate mental breakdown cant wait for more :/#but by the end of march I'll be wrapping up the unpaid internship and taking the praxis so ill be way more free after that#( ooc. )#dont forget about me!!! love you all!!!#im a little bit more accesible on discord rn but even that might be a day or three before i get back to it sorry
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
The way that the sun hits leaves and clouds. I feel like I could watch the colors change forever. If I could slow down for that long.
#i keep forgetting a have a deck now. i can go outside and sit there#im doing that now. sitting in the corner of a deck full of empty chairs. staring up at a big pine tree where the sun is striking it gold#at the top. i like how thr light hits the needles. if the sky was black it would look like its on fire#theres a tree outside my bedroom window too. in the morning. after the sunrises it catches thr light and refelcts the most perfect shade#of green. the kind of green that flutters translucent like youre looking up from the bottom of a pool. the light the light its all about#the sun. everything everything is about the sun. when i start my project I'll be focused on understanding how organisms catch the light bc#its so incredible and complicated it would make my chest swell to bursting if there wasnt an empty bleeding wound in my gut. a#metaphorical wound of course. i dunno. its just difficult bc right now my mood is inflated by hormones. not even that much i think I'm#just at what shoulf be a normal level of happiness so i can be slow for a minute. but just a minute bc i kno it won't last long#sorry i cant shut the fuck up when im like this but i dunno i just feel like i havr to document these ephemeral moments before they're gone#its just difficult when you kno the world is so full of beautiful things but 95% of the time your eyes are too clouded to see it#everyone tells me i work too much but i feel like im just staring off into space being miserable 60% of the time. ive just done so much#damage over the past few years im coming into a new lab as damaged goods. ive got an albatross around my neck in thr form of data i#collected so self destructively that the idea of having anything to do with its publication makes me hate myself. everytime someone tells#me good job on collecting so so so much data it feels like they're congratulating me for breaking something within myself. like i slit my#wrists and bled out on a lab bench and theyre saying good job and theyre excited for me and i have to grin and bear it and pretend im#excited too. but im not bc ive burned everything inside me to ash. so when im elevated enough to be distracted by the clouds and trees it#feels like healing. like seeing angels. beautiful ephemeral beams of light. i wish i could slow down enough to watch them. but now thr sun#is hitting the horizon and the sky is going gradually dark and i should go inside. bc i have many things to do in the morning. so that's#what ill do. and ill try to get more thsn 6hrs of sleep but its hard when your body is vibrating over with energy#but at least i dont feel tired in the morning. something in my head must be on fire#unrelated#hm i should maybe add a tw to this#tw self injury#but its the kind thst makes u good at ur Job. its the kind ppl reward. so they don't understand when u say its destroying ur life#but im trying to get better. i say as i gear up for an insane semester lol but i do mean it
25 notes
·
View notes
Text
hi everyone remind me to never look at deviantart again
#haunted ecosystem#probably jsut take this post at face value tags are if youre really curious 👍#i was trying to find something. immediately got blasted with a person who i did not want confirmation was out of prison is out#if im weird the next few days this has been an un-fun experience 👍i just wanted to look for some furry bases ok not. dread.#i just wanted to work on beest & saturn </3#actually feel nauseous ah this is going to be fun im going to go. draw things. do something. i need to get rid of this dread#why did he fucking follow my new account there? why? didnt he get enough? didnt he fucking get enough god i.#sorry chat im feeling things and if i remember this later i'll probably delete these tags but i need to just put this somewhere#im not a kid anymore i can handle this i shouldnt be this scared but fuck i am. maybe it wasnt just paranoia! joy joy joy oh joy!#tomorrow will be better tomorrow i'll forget about this and i'll move on like i never saw it and i'll continue being happy#i have people that love and care about me and that i talk to every day i have people that i trust and know i can rely on#i don't have to be scared anymore i don't need to worry i'll be fine and that has to be true because things are better now
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
blind, eps. 5-6: what we know
this is not so much a comprehensive list as it is a stream of consciousness and my own inter spliced theories as i try to make sense of what’s been going on. hope this helps summarize things, or at least organize your mind as much as it did mine. obviously, if you haven’t watched the recent eps of blind, maybe don’t read on.
(disclaimer: this was not proofread. also if i say the same thing multiple times, i’m sorry.)
WHO’S WHO
- the story starts at hope welfare center with five boys: boy 7, boy 11, boy 12, boy 13, and boy 24
- boy 13 is confirmed to be jung yoonjae, who was confirmed to be sungjoon; however, sungjoon has no memories of hope welfare center (whether that’s because of trauma or a mix of that and his head injury from falling from the walkway in episode one idk)
- yoonjae/sungjoon had an older sister named yoonjung who likely was assaulted or killed by chief yeom (sungjoon knows she’s dead ? because of the necklaces, but not the rest of it idk)
- boy 11 was close to the jung siblings (photo; he also promised yoonjung to protect yoonjae, and had her necklace, which he gave to yoonjae after crazy dog took his)
- boy 11 and boy 12 seem to be actual biological brothers as seen in episode one when boy 11 tells boy 12 to ‘go to mom’ before he goes back for yoonjae
- boy 12 gets caught in a bear trap of sorts. we don’t know if he gets captured or makes it out alive
- boy 24 is the one who gets hit by the car and run over and presumably dies, though knowing this drama he could actually be alive who knows!
- boy 7 is the one who spills their escape plan to crazy dog/mr. baek; he’s also the one with the burn scar and the one who makes it to the road with boy 24
- boy 7 is confirmed to be one of the jurors based on choi soongil’s words, and as of ep 6 this is tentatively said to be an taeho because of his limp (which like. was obvious since ep 1, but also people were speculating he was actually the one who got stuck in the bear trap because of his limp, so idk)
- boy 11 is also the one who makes it to the hospital and is brought back by chief yeom (and says something like ‘i’ll kill you all’)
- choi soongil worked as a security officer at hope welfare center under mr. baek
- chief yeom was the local head of police and was in on it with mr. baek
- yeom hyejin was his daughter, baek jieun was mr. baek’s daughter, and both of them were murdered, presumably by the same person (the joker killer), although choi soongil possibly had some connection with hyejin’s death
- the person who approaches hyejin’s son minho gives him a bag with the drinks and food chief yeom gave to boy 11 (the banana milk or whatever and red bean paste buns)
- kang youngki, one of the jurors, also has a daughter who is getting married and likely will get murdered soon, so he probably has a connection to hope welfare center as well
- eunki’s mom seems to have been some sort of healthcare center at the center back when it was operating, and mr. baek had a reason to suspect she might know who yoonjae is or where he currently is
- detective kang is not only batting for chief yeom, but also for mr. baek, so he might have possibly been a kid at hope welfare center as well, but i don’t think he’s one of the five
- sungjoon is confirmed to be adopted, but it hasn’t been confirmed in sunghoon is adopted or not. based on episode 6 and sungjoon’s surprise that he was calling for his brother in his nightmare/memory, he has no knowledge of the fact that he and sunghoon might have had an abnormal past or something, which is definitely suspicious!
- his adoptive parents, na gukhee and ryu ilho, recognize mr. baek and know of sungjoon’s past with him (to what extent, i don’t know); looks like we’ll find out more about this in episode 7 based on the preview
THE MURDERS
- as of episode six, the body count is as follows: baek jieun, yeom hyejin, jung manchun, jung manchun’s wife, and jung manchun’s son (wonwoong)
- also mr. baek’s wife, but that was an on screen murder, so no questions about who killed her
- + yoonjung, but she hasn’t been actually confirmed dead yet (no on screen body or bones)
- sungjoon has been implicated in the murders due to jung manchun’s testimony and the fact that the killer has been using his real name (jung yoonjae)
- he had yeom hyejin’s fingernail, but has been absolved of that crime due to the fact that his dna wasn’t on her actual nail
- there was the whole situation about baek jieun’s earring being in his car with the bloodstains, but like the medical examiner said, he’s not as smart as sunghoon, but he’s not an idiot + he would definitely have cleaned his car i don’t know about you guys
- baek jieun and yeom hyejin are killed by the joker murderer, and have those gruesome smiles carved onto their faces
- jung manchun and his family are supposedly killed by the same person to cover their tracks, but not using the same method, making it clear that jieun and hyejin were the intended targets (and cementing the killer’s connection to hope welfare center)
- who pushed jung manchun off the roof is a mystery, but based on sungjoon’s testimony, his wife was already stabbed and wonwoong was already dead when he entered, although he successfully resuscitated wonwoong. however, wonwoong dies in between the time he flees and police reach the scene, wherein dt. kang is the only one there, unless the killer didn’t leave the scene to begin with
- the killer has wood carvings in his (their, whatever) little hideout
- for yeom hyejin, she was either assaulted or murdered by choi soongil, another juror with a connection to hope welfare center, as previously stated; however, unless he committed a copycat murder, it might have been a situation like with yuna, where she seemed to be dead, but wasn’t actually, and the real killer found her later
THE JURORS
- yeom hyejin, daughter of chief yeom and single mother, murdered by the joker killer
- choi soongil, a taxi driver who used to work as an enforcer at hope welfare center; has a tattoo that matches mr. baek’s
- choi soongil recognized boy 7 as one of the jurors, and is trying/has tried to coerce money from him; he’s currently injured/in critical condition due to being brained by (presumably) boy 7
- jo eunki, social worker; was held hostage by jung manchun during the time yeom hyejin was being murdered, and is now harboring sungjoon (who is currently a fugitive)
- charles, who owns a sushi restaurant and is, uh, according to his own words very skilled with a knife. comes across as amiable and friendly
- bae chulho, works as a pd, kind of sleazy, and was definitely looking at yeom hyejin during their first dinner together. either suspicious or, like i said, just a sleazy guy
- kang youngki, retired. we talked about his daughter earlier. probably not as clean cut as he seems, all things considered
- kwon kyungja, a very famous shaman. is constantly cold (due to her shamanic abilities). had an extreme reaction when she accepted sungjoon’s business card, including some sort of possession.
- an taeho, walks with a limp and didn’t want to be included in any group activities following the funeral. doesn’t like having his photo taken, and generally comes across as unfriendly. as of episode six, sungjoon believes him to be ‘the killer’ i.e. boy 7, who attacked choi soongil, based on the killer’s gait
- jung inseong, an engineer (?), who is very quiet and friendly, overly courteous and chivalrous at times, and seems the most kind hearted/open minded after eunki. does seem overly interested in eunki to a fashion. sorry i just find him suspicious.
- the woman sungjoon calls ‘mom’ owns a restaurant called ‘inseong’s place,’ so i’m also just leaving this here because i find it too weird of a coincidence
MY THEORY
okay buckle up i’m going to summarize my thoughts and talk about who i think the killer is. my money right now is on boy 12, the one biologically related to boy 11. i think that boy 11 could be sunghoon, and that he and yoonjae (sungjoon/boy 13), escaped together, but believed the other boys to be dead (and obviously sungjoon forgot everything). they ended up adopted by na gukhee and ryu ilho OR (and i lean towards this theory) sunghoon is the biological child, and he and his brother (boy 12) ended up at hope welfare center for some reason or another (though this is where the theory falls apart). therefore, when sunghoon reunited with his parents, they took in yoonjae as well, believing boy 12 to be dead (and like. he could be. what was his fate after getting stuck in the bear trap? was he able to escape on his own?). that way, yoonjae/sungjoon would have ended up taking on the identity of the real ryu sungjoon, which could be why the killer uses his name (jung yoonjae) to kill.
there’s also the fact of sungjoon being framed as the murderer of baek jieun (and here we focus on the theory that he was framed and is not the killer because i like to believe the best and it has a solid backing as of right now), and the killer using wood carvings, like we see sunghoon doing in episode 1/2. not only is the killer deliberately making them doubt each other (if the killer isn’t sunghoon, as it could very well be), but it’s also a way to get revenge on both of them, for sunghoon for abandoning him/giving him up and replacing him with yoonjae, and yoonjae for taking his place/forgetting everything/etcetera. this holds up whether or not boy 12 and boy 11 are biologically related to the ryu brothers’ current parents or not.
right now, i’m putting my money on boy 12 being inseong. not only because he seemed to recognize an taeho, but also because he’s the right age, and he’s very private, as well as being on the jury, so he had access to a lot of information about the cases and so on. build wise, i don’t know how capable he would be of subduing and murdering someone, but i’m just saying - don’t trust the nice guys in shows like these. his interactions with other members of the jury, like eunki, also make me kind of side eye him, as well as the fact that he seems less inclined to fully believe sungjoon is the killer - he’s definitely moving with a hidden agenda. whether it’s one with malicious intent or not, things are not clear beyond the surface level.
but whether or not boy 12 is inseong, i still think boy 12 could be our joker killer.
THE END
share your thoughts and theories in my inbox or the replies/reblogs, i don’t care! i have too many thoughts about this show.
#blind#tvn blind#blind kdrama#kdrama#blind 2022#ryu sungjoon#ryu sunghoon#my thoughts#star stumbles#my theories#sorry blind is the one airing drama i'm seriously watching right now#and sunday through thursday are a drought i finish one ep and wait SIX more days for the next one#it's crazy.#i would have added screenshots but i didn't really want to bother making this more complicated#'these people' is usually the people in the dramanice comments since#you know. people on tumblr aren't saying much & yes i'm also guilty since i have no time#but i must share thoughts. this is for me. because i'll forget literally everything if i try to keep it in my head#can i just say i was watching ep 5 and kang youngki was talking about his daughter and i was laughing#because like man you have an adult daughter she's probably going to die#and then guess what the preview or ep. 7 was :eyes:#also if i'm wrong on my theory just look away a lot can change in 10 episodes
42 notes
·
View notes
Text
Been finishing up act 2 of bg3. It's a good thing I find the battle systems so fun bc Hoo Boy there sure do be battles
#speculation nation#im going the epic hero direction this run. mostly bc i care about saving innocents' lives as much as possible#which means Killing Necromancers...... ugh.#cloudkill my beloathed. me n my homies hate cloudkill (used against us at least)#i got my vampire kicked into a fucking CHASM i had to reload a save 😭😭😭#he's been phenomenally unuseful in these fights bc theres so many people and so few places to hide#usually hes one of my biggest damage dealers. and sometimes he can get a good shot in#but a lot of turns hes just firing one dinky lil arrow and then hiding in the corner#...... i keep forgetting about the fancy arrows. i have so many of those. i should try to remember them when i get to the Big battle.#which. hmmm. we r gonna hope it's not Too difficult a battle. ive been able to get thru every battle so far in this game#turns out im Pretty Damn Good at this game. to the point where i'll brute force it and still end up fine.#the literal only battle i had to leave and go back for was the big spider queen thing in the bottom of the well. she was scary.#im level 9 now tho and full of so much guts n grit. and loot. holy fucking shit the loot.#im looting every body (including fallen allies. sorry guys ur gold's goin to a good cause.)#i have karlach with a like 460 carrying capacity but she STILL keeps getting encumbered. from all the armor.#im making fucking Thousands off this tower capture im gonna have so much fucking money#once i leave here and can actually. sell them all 😂#anyways i have been having fun! had to stop for the night bc it's late. but i will be killing thorny ass tomorrow. mark my words.
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
sighs. okay tmi posting sorry guys
#lunar bunny chatter#my horniness has been fluctuating the last day or so and it's definitely because of my period. this morning was crazy#i went to some DMs to listen to an audio message i got and i just died again and thought about some stuff which led me back onto tumblr#and i just went to look at some text posts and now that i look back. dude i have such an atrocious daddy/mommy kink it's actually funny#i mean. i really like the idea of being an appealing figure and my criteria for who i call daddy is so specific. there's just two people#that fall into that category but i don't like the other person as much as the other one. hi sorry for being gay i need this off of my chest#also hanging out with some friends and im so bad at comebacks and all that. how the fuck am i gonna top without stuttering and fumbling#and forgetting words.... that's my biggest worry. it doesn't help that i get super chatty when nervous but maybe i can work it in my favor#i wanna try out the title stuff just to test the waters before going absolutely ham. maybe as a cute joke i'll go “oh sure w/e u say daddy”#“lol haha” but it just seems real fun. i think it's hot too but. yeah it's a lot to unpack ahaha.#i still have a lot of guilt for talking dirty and being more brave when talking but that's just because i always felt like i didn't have...#the right to explore that especially when a lot of people i knew back then thought of me as “pure and innocent girl” and like. yeah fuck no#this was a really meandering ramble but my point: “daddy hot mommy hot i wanna explore that and im also nervous about stuff”#i do genuinely enjoy when i get in the mood though especially with someone i trust and like. click with? i hope that isn't too much to say#but it feels very natural and i don't have to force or hide anything. i just need a bit more confidence ahaha#that's all the rambling i got in me im gonna listen to some classic music from latin artists because im silly and mildly sentimental rn.
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
i get distracted so easily but i promise i'll get more done ! eventually aaaa 🫶🏼
#🌙.rambles#i find it so amusing how wnvr i have a new interest i always get into it so deeply#a week ago i listened to sm architects songs n searched up sm lyrics n read articles too n now this week it's#switched to the 1975 n i'm listening to sm of their songs too n reading even more articles n watching stuff n YEAH N#oh dear. i shld be doing my assignments due like 24 hours from now n they're easy n i'm nearly done#that's the thing i'm srs nearly done but i keep on getting distracted 😭 n then other stuff too i wna do but forget hflkasdjfd#can't blame me though bcs isn't there just so much to life? n other than all these responsibilities n. survival i suppose. in this society#i just want to live n. learn everything. understand as much as i can and be understood.#be at peace w all the contradictions in life.. 'always' is never possible but i do know i'll endlessly keep on going on until my end#sorry. that doesn't really make sense i just contradicted myself 💀 theres rlly just sm n. it's weird bcs.. i've rlly known extremes so well#like w apollo i have a twin i know how it is to have. such a deep and close relationship with another person. we're like#familial soulmates fr so ik how to direct my energy so.. yk yeah so IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN BUT#maybe a better comparison is. yk when i love something i'm super passionate about it. obvious i have phases here n then but#i have. a wide range of interests but. arghhh no not quite that as well. so.. the range n that intensity? coexisting?#n it's overwhelming often bcs it's too much. n in the past trying to do more than i could rlly drained me like. sm at the same time#but then yk that time for me where i mostly just played ffxiv. uh. help i don't know how to say it n then i forgot what i was gna write#ah. it's just a lot. i really can't write it enough. such is one of the limits of being human#but.. the strong thought i have of how these stuff make more important things more meaningful is just#at the same time there's. another thought that battles it w a similar intensity. n i feel too deeply i think too much of it#but if you were to ask me how i was doing right now i'd say. perhaps stressed yes but i'm doing alright right now. actually maybe not#HELP NO I'M NOT DOING THIS ANYMORE I'M CONFUSING MYSELF W MY OWN WORDS 😭 dw tho i am fine just rather frustrated with time#i want to do so much but yk i have these priorities that i need to do.. i mean. not really 'need'. but.#ah i just love thinking of how life is in relation to society n its people n then w. i forgot how to say it.. but yk. just the universe#it's so heavy thinking about these heavy things so often. the intense desire to understand n be understood..#to learn and to be learned. or maybe these songs r making me think of how. there's just so much. in life n death n everything#there's so much i don't know n again n again i keep on saying that while there's so much i don't know in every single aspect#there's.. people that r specifically one of my greatest weaknesses w just how unpredictable we are. i love it though but at the same time#it's uh. yeah. thinking of time n the past n present n future n how it's filled with so much is something that i want to#i want to take all of it in but it's also so overwhelming n i'm just at odds with my own self rn but i'm fine#words aren't enough honestly. but i want to convey it somehow. so i'll do what is right for me. in time.
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
books that make me want to stay alone in my home forever and die
#i just finished penpal and it hit harder than i thought it would 😭#mars reads stuff#for a second i thought Josh's gift was gonna be him trying to do something about the protagonist stalker#but tbh him just being snatched while trying to fulfill their childhood goal and being picked up in his place is so much worse oh god#those poor kids :(#he chose him as his friend and his wish to fix the friendship they used to have was his demise#he saved his friend from a terrible end giving him the gift of a normal long life even if it wasnt his plan#there really was no way to fix anything. someone was going to be doomed either way#and the thought that maybe if the protagonist mom wasnt trying so hard to protect anyone from the truth and give his son a normal life#that Josh being taken instead and his sister dying wouldnt have happened#or that at least everyone would have had enough information to pierce together what was happening#aaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhhh#screaming and crying. throwing myself of a bridge#''It's been over for almost a decade now for everyone but me.'' ''I'm sorry that you chose me but I'll always cherish my memories of you.''#his regret over not hugging his best friend that one last time...#NOBODY HMU#i need to hug all my friends and cry :(#but in a worse turn of events i feel like throwing down my childhood friend's door forget all her sins and NOT let her go ever
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃, 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 —
a small series of Jujutsu Kaisen men as your husband !
☆ OUR STARS : Nanami Kento, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Choso Kamo, Aoi Todo, Toji Fushiguro, and more !
━ REQUESTED BY : none
━ WARNINGS : none
ෆ PIXIE'S NOTE ! : heya pookies I know it's been a while 🙏🏻 but here I am creating another series to pay off the days I wasn't posting so much — forgive me my pookies 🏃🏻♀️💨 we have holiday break so I'm going to grind a lot 😝
NANAMI KENTO, as your husband !
• Nanami is the perfect standard for male wife, argue with the wall — this man knows how to cook, clean his home, does his own laundry, and mostly basic life skills that most men barely know which is pretty much a big turn on.
Nanami who always supports your decision as long as it doesn't have any bad effects in your life, he respects you a lot to whatever you do in your life — he thinks that just because you are married it doesn't mean he have full possession on you, though sometimes when you asked for his opinions about your decisions in such situations he isn't shy of what he thinks.
Nanami the type of husband who will always do small and big things for you even though you can do it yourself — carrying groceries for you, helping you in the kitchen, sending you to your work, helps you clean the house, and goes to the mall with you.
; he surprisingly took the shopping bags form your hands gently "your hands will get numb, this is pretty heavy." he says with his usual tone as he looks at you softly, you can't help but to smile in his small little gestures and gosh it's making her heart melt.
"thank you, kento." you say as you gave him a big smile and pressed a kiss on his cheeks making him grin.
Nanami who is being a worrywart when you don't reply quickly when you're out with your friends late night —
; kento | sent a message.
10:24 pm
kento : just got home love ❤️
kento : what time are you going home?
11:04 pm
kento : love, tell me when you're going home I'll pick you up ❤️
kento : is everything going alright?
kento : kind of worried, hope you respond soon 😅
11:07 pm
kento : please reach out to me when you can so I can pick you up ☺️
kento : I'm worried 😢
you : love I'm fine sorry, we we're drinking just a tiny bit 😭
you : you can pick me up now 🏃🏻♀️💨
Nanami the type of husband to use cringe emojis but you appreciate it anyways, he barely use his phone or try to use emojis — headcanon : he learned using emojis from yuji or gojo 🙏🏻 you find it silly and cute anyways.
Nanami who's phone is always filled with your photos and some sceneries with you in it — he doesn't like taking photos of himself that much though, he loves taking photos of you and look through it when he's not busy or when he misses you and he's at work.
Nanami when he learned how to use Instagram and he can't stop posting you — Gojo probably tried influencing him to use social media once and he was like no??? not until one time you took a photo of him during one of your dates and you asked him, "hey can I post this?" and of course he said yes and after that you kept posting him at some times which led him to the idea of posting you as well since he thinks you deserve it too.
; nanami.kento1990
tagged : @y/n.igcom | ❤️
itaaa.yuji and 13 others liked this post.
gojosatoru | he knows how to use Instagram 😦 ???
gojosatoru | WHO TAUGHT YOU ⁉️
itaaa.yuji | first post !!
nobaraaaa | parents 🙏🏻
Nanami who is nervous to talk about the future he wants with you — not totally nervous it's more like when you talked about kids you wanted soon with him he will always be like, "sure I also thought about that." with his usual tone but deep inside talking about it was his hyper fixation and he can't stop thinking about it.
Nanami who never in his life forget about giving you flowers in small or big occasions —
; "happy mother's day." he says softly with a grin in his face as he hands you a bouquet of your favourite flowers, "kento, I'm not a mother yet." you laugh as you take the bouquet from him, admiring the flowers for a second. He never fails to make you feel happy, "maybe soon?" he chuckles then makes his way to give you a hug. "sure." you laughed and happily hugged him back tightly, exchanging I love you.
Nanami who never left by your side especially when you are not okay, he will leave his work for a day or even weeks if you really need him by your side — he will never get tired of comforting you; if you need a shoulder to cry on? He's there. He can stay all day in bed with you to make you feel better — take you out in a vacation if that's what you really need or probably do every house chores just to make you rest.
─ REBLOGS, LIKES, AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED FEEL FREE TO REQUEST!
#nanami kento#nanami kento x reader#jjk nanami#nanami angst#nanami fluff#nanami kento fluff#jujutsu nanami#nanami smut#nanami kento angst#nanami kento smut#jujutsu kaisen smau#jjk smau#gojo x reader#choso x reader#geto x reader#jjk men#toji fushiguro#aoi todo
4K notes
·
View notes
Note
how about Jason with the prompt "text me when you get home"? the one time they forget/fall asleep before sending the text and Jay loses hid mind. rushes over expecting them to be dead but they passed out on the couch as soon as they got home
really superbly SCRUMPTIOUS prompt Aud. I love protective jaybird 🥰‼️ thanks for sending something in 🫶
jason todd x gn!reader. worried protective snuggly jason. no warnings really, ya boy is just paranoid and madly in love with you 💓
request something! I rb all fics to @sanguinelibrary
****
As soon as you get out of your last class of the day, your phone rings.
You answer it, wedging the phone between your ear and shoulder as you fish in your bag for a couple of bills. You're already walking to the train station.
"Hi, snookie bear," you say into the phone, slightly delirious with hunger and sleep deprivation.
Jason snorts on the other end. "That's a new one. Hey, baby. Y'heading home?"
"Indeed I am."
"Need a ride?"
You wait and listen. Eventually, you hear the sounds of hitting and grunting in the background. You roll your eyes—only Jason would be in the middle of a fight and then ask if you need a ride home.
"No, I'm okay. It's not dark yet. Plus you sound busy."
"I'm never too busy for you," he says immediately. "And it's gonna get dark in an hour. Are you sure—"
"Yes, Jay," you say gently. "I'm sure. Don't worry about me. I'm going straight home."
You're already at the station. There's a good amount of people, students and workers alike. The university is in a relatively okay part of town, especially during the day. You're not worried. It's not like you traipse through Crime Alley on your downtime.
"Okay." Jason takes a deep breath. "Just—just be careful. Text me when you get home."
You note the hint of worry in his tone. Maybe this week has been particularly saturated with crime. Jason tends to get a little overbearing about your safety when he's had a tough week. You know he had go down to Blüdhaven and help his brother—with what specifically, you don't know.
Most of the time, you're sure you don't want to know.
"I always do," you say. The train pulls up to the station. "Ooh, train's here! I'll talk to you later. I'm thinking of ordering takeout. Too tired to cook."
"Okay, sweetheart. Be safe. Love you. Lock your door."
You roll your eyes fondly. "Yes, Jay. Love you too. Bye."
You hang up as you step onto the train. You pull your headphones out of your bag and shut your brain off during the ride. By the time you get off the train, you've lost hope that you'll be doing any work tonight. You're absolutely wiped out after three back-to-back classes.
It's still light when you get home. You lock the door after you get in, the habit ingrained into you, and dump your bag onto the couch.
Takeout is a no-go. You're hungry now and about thirty seconds away from passing out on the couch.
You change into your home clothes, eat a granola bar, and call it a day. You'll eat more later.
You turn off your phone to bar any annoying notifications and fall into bed, eyes closing immediately.
****
The sound of your deadbolt being teared off its chain wakes you up. You flinch and jump awake, trying to blink through sleep. Your mouth is dry from how hard you slept, and your eyesight is slightly blurry from the sudden flood of moisture.
Your bedroom door swings open, and suddenly you're pulled into warm, heavily muscled arms. You hug back on instinct; you'd know the feel of your boyfriend anywhere.
"Jay, h—"
"You didn't text," he says, voice shaking. "You said you would. I was—I thought you were—"
You tense, guilt knocking into you.
"Shit. Jason, I'm so sorry. I meant to, I was just so tired..."
Jason pulls back to look at you, hands still on your shoulders. His expression is stern.
"I'm gonna pick you up from now on. When are your late days?"
"Jay, no, GCU is across town. You can't possibly pick me up three days a week. That's too much! What about patrol?"
"Somebody else is out at this time," he says stonily. "Crime Alley can wait an hour while I get you home."
His eyes blaze green, a side effect of the Pit. You can tell he's putting every effort into keeping a lid on the worry and fear and anger over your silence.
"Jason." You cup his face. "Honey, I'm safe. I'm sorry I didn't text you. I'm sorry I worried you. But your adrenaline is spiked right now, Jay. Everything feels magnified. I don't need to be picked up. I was perfectly safe coming home. Okay?"
He shakes his head, holding your wrists. "Anything could've happened. I was so—fuck, baby, I was so scared. I-I checked the station footage and the traffic cams, and I didn't see you after you cut through the park, and I thought—I was sure you'd—"
Jason pulls your arms around his neck and buries his face into your shoulder. He supports you by the backs of your thighs, tugging you into his lap. Then he clings tight.
"Oh, Jay," you murmur, petting his curls. "I'm alright. This end of Gotham isn't so bad. And I know you'd have found me even if something had happened. But nothing did."
"Can't lose you," he chokes out.
"You won't lose me, honey," you say. "You keep me safe."
He trembles in your embrace. You kiss the shell of his ear and continue to pet his hair.
"Let me pick you up tomorrow, at least," he pleads. "We'll get dumplings at that place you like. You barely ate anything when you came home."
"Okay, Jay," you say, because you know he needs that reassurance. He won't relax without it. "That sounds good."
You keep stroking his hair. "Y'wanna order in now?"
"In a minute."
Jason lays you both down on the bed. He throws a leg over yours and pulls you into his chest. It's now that you see just how much tension is locked in his shoulders. He's exhausted.
"Jus' wanna hold you for a bit," he says, lips resting on your shoulder.
He's drowsy, the adrenaline finally ebbing. You close your eyes and snuggle into his arms.
"You can hold me for as long as you want," you say, threading your fingers with his. "I'm not going anywhere."
#jason todd x reader#jason todd x you#jason todd x y/n#jason todd fanfiction#red hood x reader#red hood x you#red hood fanfiction#batman fanfiction#dc fanfiction#inbox#blurb
7K notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
satinshortsloverdude
Nylon Satin Shorts And The Love For Them
daylightrpg-blog1
𝓲'𝓶 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝒆𝓻𝒆.
lady-boring
Mi mundo