because my blog needed some rain

Therapy

.Request: 

  • One with frank where the reader is really insecure and frank kisses the reader every where explaining why their so beautiful with a lot of fluff/smut? Thank you ouo
  • Frank smut but where he is sappy and loves you so much but is also a little Dom because he needs/loves you so much? Love the blog!
  • Can I request a Frank smut where he’s all romantic and makes a lot of dirty talk, please? <3

The car ride was silent. Not the comfortable, peaceful silence that would fall between Frank and I after a long day. It was the awkward, not knowing what to say, shuffling in your seat and clearing your throat to make some noise type of silence. I kept my eyes transfixed out the window, watching the rain drops roll down the glass and blur the scenery around us. I could see Frank turn towards me out of the corner of my eye, opening his mouth before quickly shutting it and returning his attention back to the road.

I didn’t blame him, I had no clue what to say either.

Our first session of marriage counseling wasn’t as big of a success as we hoped for. It hurts enough to admit to yourself that you and your husband need to sit down with a therapist to stay together, and now returning home with no tension cleared was a slap in the face. It was most likely my fault. I didn’t want to see a counselor, I didn’t want to add another person into our problems, and maybe my denial that we needed help made me even more uncooperative to the counselor’s questions.

The main topic was our lack of intimacy, a big red flag in the buzzing world of marriage. Most people assume if your partner doesn’t want to sleep with you, there most be a problem. But there wasn’t a problem for me, or nothing that an hour session with a stranger and a tape recorder could cure. I kept my arms folded and muttered the same phrase I’ve told Frank countless times recently every time the lady asked me why we haven’t been sexually active.

“I was tired.”

We entered the house quietly, shrugging off our damp coats and hanging them near the door. I went to the kitchen, searching through the fridge for something quick to heat up for dinner. A pair of arms circled around my waist, pulling me into a tight embrace.

“Frank?” I murmured in surprise, feeling his head rest on my shoulder. He didn’t respond, nuzzling his head towards my neck. I sighed quietly, running my fingers through his short tuffs of hair.This was the closest thing to intimate we’ve been in weeks.  

“Please talk to me,” he said suddenly, voice soft yet firm. I swallowed dryly, feeling unwanted emotions burn my throat and pool in my eyes. I didn’t want to talk about it, I just wanted to pretend none of this was happening and we were still as giddy and in love like we were when we first met. I eased out of his touch, grabbing left overs from last night and heading towards the microwave. “Y/N,” Frank huffed, leaning against the counter with his head low. “I don’t know what else to do, I don’t know how to help if you won’t talk to me.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” I muttered. “We’re fine.”

“No, we’re not,” he said firmly. He rubbed his temples in frustration, screwing his eyes shut. “What happened to us?“

“Can we talk about this in the morn-”

“No, don’t start with that again. We’re talking about this right now Y/N.”

I groaned and turned around to face him. “Fine Frank, what’s the problem.”

“I should be asking you that. You’ve been shutting me out for weeks now and I have no fucking clue why. Did I do something? Are you not attracted to me anymore?”

“No, God no.” I let out a shaky breath, running my fingers through my hair. “Frank, this is stupid. I love you.”

“Really? ‘Cause it feels like you hate me,” he scorned, narrowing his eyes accusingly.

“I don’t hate you, you dumb ass. I hate myself.”

My hand clasped over my mouth as Frank’s dropped, looking at me incredulously. “What?”

My head shot down, avoiding his sympathetic gaze. “I love you Frank, I love you so much, but I can barely look at myself in the mirror, let alone get naked in front of you. If I can’t myself attractive, how the hell are you going to?”

“Is that what’s wrong? You think I’m not attracted to you?” He walked towards me, lacing our fingers together. “Hey, look at me. I love you Y/N, you’re still the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, and you always will be. Don’t you ever think otherwise, okay?”

I smiled brightly, leaning forward to brush our lips together. I felt his lips curl up in his signature goofy smile as he kissed back eagerly. His hands rested on my hips, running up and down my sides. He broke the kiss, resting our foreheads together. “Wanna take this party upstairs?”

“One kiss and you’re already trying to get back in my pants,” I giggled, giving his shoulder a light shove. 

“I’m serious though,” he chuckled, tightening his grip on my waist. “Let me show you how much you mean to me.”

I simply nodded, letting him carry me with both arms and lead me to the bedroom. He sets me down on the bed, attaching our lips together as his fingers tease the hem of my shirt. As soon as the shirt is over my head and flung towards the corner of my room, his nimble fingers work on the hooks of my bra.

He tosses the bra aside, he pulls away, gazing at me with such intensity and incomprehensible feelings in his eyes that I shy away from him, bringing my hands up to cover yourself.

“No,” he growls, catching my wrists in his hands. Keeping my arms at my sides, his gaze feeds hungrily on my body, so openly gawking that my face flushes a deep red. He releases my arms, hands coming up to gently cradle my face. “Let me show you,” he whispers. “Let me prove to you that you’re more than beautiful, you’re more than pretty. Let me show you what you do to me. Let me make you feel how you’ve made me feel everyday since we fell in love.” Frank murmurs, tracing the outline of my lip with the pad of his thumb. 

I gaze wondrously into his eyes, pondering why he would even want to touch me, let alone crave it, but his tone is pleading, and his eyes are big and round. Shocked, I slowly nod my head, and Frank lets loose the biggest smile I’ve seen him wear in weeks. Almost immediately, his shirt is on the ground, swiftly joined by his pants, and then i’m in his arms, being smothered with kisses.

Frank leans against the headboard, placing me in his lap. I gasp as I sit down, coming into contact with the bulge in his boxers, one already hardened to a most admirable size. His lips find my neck, planting few warm kisses before trailing further and further down. I involuntarily moan when his lips abruptly meet my nipple, gasping again as his tongue lashes out and around, out and around. When he feels he’s done his job and done it well, he moves to my other breast, repeating the process. As he occupies himself, I find myself gently grinding down on him, panties now soaking. His hand travels down my stomach, coming to a rest with his fingers just barely above the waistband. I grind into him harder and he moans into my neck, hand taking the plunge into my underpants.

His fingers skim over my clit, warm and inviting. I push myself down on his hand, and he begins to rub my clit, gently at first and gradually increasing in pressure and speed until he is furiously working away, breathing hard into my neck. I grind myself down on his hand, wanting more, needing more, and he inserts a finger. I gasp his name into his shoulder, and he adds another finger, and other finger. He quickly picks up speed, fingers curling, reaching that one spot he knows better than anyone else.

“Frankie,” I cry, riding his fingers. I pull myself up and down, nearing my high. I bring your teeth down on his shoulder, just barely grazing, but enough for him to know what’s coming next.

He pulls his fingers out immediately, earning him a whimper, and flips me over so he’s on top. He leaves a trail of kisses down to my stomach, then decides to take his time. “So gorgeous,” he mumbles against my skin. My fingers curl into his short black hair, tightening when ever his lips leave a wet kiss along my chest. "Did I ever tell you how much I love your stomach?” He rasps, tracing patterns under my navel with his tongue. “So soft.” I blush deeply as he peppers me with kisses. My breathing is labored as he slips a finger under my panties, teasing and then finally pleasing. I hear my underwear hit the floor, the noise accompanied by fierce, burning pleasure. His tongue, warm and rough, working the magic he promised me. My back arches and one hand laces through his short hair, keeping him as close as possible, while the other tangles in the bed sheets. One of his large, calloused hands massages my thigh, the other rests on my stomach, fingers splayed. My breath comes in short, quick pants, caused by the man whose head is buried between my legs.

“Babe,” I breathe out, a familiar tickle building in your stomach. “I’m going to….I’m about to….ooh” I feel myself tighten around him, jaw dropping open as wave after wave of pleasure rolls over me, leaving me empty when it’s done.

A smirking Frank pulls back, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, and crawls over me.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see that face from that angle,” he declares, nibbling on my earlobe.

He lowers himself down onto me, rutting his hard on against my inner thigh.

“Frank,” I whimper as he rubs himself against my entrance, teasing.

“Yes, love?” He answers, his voice think with lust and amusement.

“I..I need you,” I gulp, “now.”

He grins from ear to ear, pulling my body close to his and thrusting in smoothly. I cry out, gripping onto his shoulder blades for support. Frank kisses the side of my neck, thrusting slowly and deeply. He holds onto a slow pace, accompanying each thrust with a tender kiss on the lips. 

“Faster,” I breathe, struggling to get the word out.

Unaccustomed to my demands, brings his head up in shock. “What?”

“Frankie, go faster,” I repeat. “Please.”

For the millionth time that night, he grins, burying his head in my shoulder and granting my wish. He slams in and out quickly, groaning and grunting as his orgasm approaches. His hand snakes between our bodies, and he rubs circles on my clit, kicking up my pleasure. Sucking fiercely on my neck, he throws my leg over his shoulder, pushing into me deeper than before. My vision begins to blur and my mouth starts to form an O, digging my nails deeper into his shoulders. My head falls back when my orgasm comes, screaming his name over and over again. Not soon after, he stiffens himself, gasping my name into the side of my neck. We both collapse, completely spent and utterly satisfied. His arms wrap around me, pulling me into his chest.

“Now, what did we learn today?” He teases.

“Talk about our feelings instead of hiding them,” I scoff, rolling my eyes at him. He giggles loudly, pecking my lips.

“I guess I can cancel our next session now.”

The Sound of Rain

The sound of a drop of rain woke her up. Ahhh, she thought. It just has to rain first thing in the morning. She listened as the sounds of the drops increased; the soft sound of the rain hitting the roof of the castle and the way they slide down the roof, splashing onto the ground. Even though it was quite relaxing, next to her groaned a sleepy Saizo.

“Ngghh…” Saizo groans, still half asleep, reaches out his hand from under the covers to caresses her cheek. “Up already are we?” His voice mumbles.

Mc bit her lips, not wanting to tell him how sexy his voice sounded mixed with the sounds of the rain. Well even if she doesn’t, Saizo can read her face like a book so what’s the point of hiding it?

“I just woke up.” Ms smiled at Saizo, touching the hand that was just caressing her cheek. “We should get up… It’s almost time for breakfast.”

The moment Mc tried to get out of bed to fix her kimono properly, she was stopped and pulled right back into the bed.

“Not yet…” Saizo whispers seductively in her ears. “Don’t leave me…” He grins as he traced her skin with a finger, feeling her body tensed up a little.

“S-Saizo…” Mc blushed and looked away. “Not now… I have to go make breakfast.”

“Do you now little lady?” Saizo then smiles gently, a hand ranking through her hair, but his hands soon stops and he sighs heavily.

Sitting her up, Saizo reached over and closed the gap of her kimono, fixing it properly before the doors suddenly burst opened and a wet Yukimura stormed in.

“O-Oh!” mc startled the moment she sees Yukimura. She then pulls herself away from Saizo and looked away, hiding the blushes on her cheeks.

Being a tense Yukimura like he always was, Yukimura paid no mind to what was in front of him. Or he had no idea what was going on.

“SAIZO!” his voice screams Saizo’s name, shaking the room. “Come on! Let’s go train!” Yukimura’s voice switched from intense to sweet and soft.

“In the rain little lord?” Saizo asked, uninterested.

“what else?” Yukimura smiled cheekily bstore turning to look at mc. “Good morning mc! Did you slept well?”

SLEPT WELL?!?? MC thought as she even blush more, thinking about how WELL she slept last night. Not knowing what to say mc stayed silent.

“Well of course the little lady slept well Yukimura dear.” Saizo spokes before pulling mc in his arm. “I’m sure she always sleeps very well with me. Even if she doesn’t sleep I’ll always make sure she sleeps well.” Saizo then grins at Yukimura.

Yukimura looked between Saizo and mc for a few minutes before his face suddenly starts to turn red.

“GAA-!” He almost screamed but covered his mouth.

Mc sigh heavily, there is never a day where Saizo will never stop teasing poor Yukimura. Whatever was going on in Yukimura’s mind is actually what he is thinking. There is NO way he would be thinking of something else.

“I-I- I’m sorry!” Yukimura then bolt to the door. “U-u-uh! H-h-h-ha-have a good morning!”

And he’s gone, just like that after slamming the door shut.

“Saizo!” MC turned to Saizo and began to scold him. “Don’t you think you should stop teasing Lord Yukimura for once?!”

Saizo frowns. “Now do I…” He says before laying back down on the bed, sighing as he listens to the sounds of the rain.

Mc looked at Saizo before sighing too. She knew how much he hates the rain and it hurts her if she ever leaves him alone on rainy days. Instead of getting out of bed, she slowly lays down next to him in bed and wraps an arm around him.

“Not getting out of bed today little lady?” Saizo asked, his arms making their way around her waist.

“Not today Saizo.” Mc smiled and looked up at Saizo. “You need me here don’t you?”

“Says who?” Saizo mumbled out with a small laugh.

“Says the liar himself.” Mc laughed. “I’ll make you some dangos when we get up. I’ll also make you a rain-ghost so it won’t rain anymore.”

“Are you now.” Saizo grins, pulling mc closer.

Smiling, they both fell back into their deep slumber, entering the world of dreams and the sound of the rain that followed.
~~~~~~~~~~

Because I just feel like my blog needs some update 😭😭 And sorry for such an edgy/cringe story. And sorry that I’m not good at writing. And no I haven’t abandoned Hearts of Bittersweet Tears.

@rainbowatnight my first edgy story of Saizo 😭 @shirokagami1910@amigoingbananas@frywen-babbles (Thought you might be interested in reading 😊)

sprousehartxx  asked:

Hiii can you suggest any angsty bughead fanfics 💜💜 thank u !!!

Hmmm angsty, lemme think…

Once again, For Better or Worse by @adorebughead cus aLL THE FEELS

we used to be closer than this (is it something you miss) by @sopaloma is fantastic read read read.

tales of an endless heart series by @lessoleilscouchants should be on some kind of compulsory reading list or something because it literally took my heart where is it idek anymore do I even need it not after this, just this ^^^^^^^^^

summer rain by @finnsxprincess cus it huuuuuurts

To B.C. I Still Love You by @camelotskingz prepare tissues for the river of tears you will cry.

Also, just snooped around @jandjsalmon‘s blog for a sec and found this post that has a whole plethora of angsty type fics for you to delve into, recc’d by the goddess herself, so that should definitely keep you going!

hiraeth-blues  asked:

Hey! I'm hopelessly in love with your blog and i think that you are adorable! ♥ I've had an awful morning because of my anxiety desorder, so I was wondering if you could give me some fluffy jehanparnasse headcanons to cheer me up, pretty please ♥

If there’s is one thing I can do, it’s giving free Jehanparnasse fluff ♥

  • When it rains, Montparnasse takes Jehan in his leather jacket to protect them. Jehan loves the rain and has an umbrella at the ready in their bag, but Montparnasse doesn’t need to know that
  • Also, when they’re finally home, safe from the downpour, Jehan sits Parnasse down and blowdries his hair and plays with it and vice versa
  • Montparnasse once let Jehan chalk die his hair to the condition they wouldn’t take any pics of the result
  • Montparnasse is weirdly silent in his sleep while Jehan has this little wheezing thing going on
  • They both listen to an embarrassing amount of Taylor Swift and get songs stuck in the other’s head. Like imagine Montparnasse in the middle of a robbery “♪♫Cherry lips, crystal skies♪♫” “CAN U FOCUS????”
  • Jehan totally knits Parnasse stuff he’ll never wear, but they don’t mind it, it’s good practice. They’ve made a good dozen beanies and fingerless gloves so far, plus a few quilts.
  • “Yellow isn’t exactly a furtive colour” “Shhhhh dazzle the police for all I care”
  • (Montparnasse actually sleeps with one of the quilt when Jehan isn’t with him cause he’s a goner ok bai)

I need more blogs to follow. (Because at night my dash is dead)
- So reblog if you post some of the following

  • Hetalia
  • Supernatural
  • Autumn, Rain, Candles and cozy stuff like that
  • Funny posts
  • Sweaters
  • Autumn stuff
  • Funny stuff
  • Pretty art
  • Idk you can also recommend me a blog if you know one I’d love ;v;<3

Note; I will not follow you if you post SNK and DMMD unless its tagged

THANKS

Hi! So I’ve been active on this blog for a few days, filling my queue up with reblogs and the likes, but I’ve yet to really introduce myself.

My name is Reina [rain-uh], I’m 16 years old and will be a junior in high school this coming fall. I live in Colorado, USA. I made this studyblr to give myself some motivation for this year, since I’ll really be needing it. I’ve always enjoyed looking through the studyspo tag because other people’s notes are always so pretty and I realized that I want to do that. I want my journals and notes to be aesthetically pleasing, and thus more effective.

As for classes I’ve taken and will be taking, it’s right here [HERE]. Keep in mind that I was in the IB prep program my freshman year.

I have recently started a bujo. You can see pictures [HERE], but that’ll be invalid soon as my Leuchtturm1917 is on it’s way. I dipped my toes into the world of Erin Condren this past year but honestly, it wasn’t for me. In the short time I’ve been practicing the bullet journal system, I find it much better suited for me.

I’m doing my best to follow as many amazing studyblrs as possible. I’ve been linking all the ones I follow on [THIS] page. The first few that come to mind right now are @obsidianstudy @elkstudies @studyign @studyplants @studypetals @apexstudy @planetarystudies @productiveflower @studybuzz @yeol-kong @quacklr @studysheet @studylou @stuhdies @genspen @eintsein @grangergrades and so so so many more, so please check out that studyblr page.

Please keep in mind that this is a side blog so if I follow you/like/ask, it’ll pop up as @rickysboomstick.

Reblog this if you’re a studyblr so I can follow you! I like blogs that post/reblog pictures of aesthetically pleasing notes and/or bullet journals, as well as masterposts for subjects and whatnot.

If you’d like to be friends, please don’t hesitate in the slightest to say hi!

I have a studygram under the same name, which you can find [HERE]

That’s all for now, happy studying..

anonymous asked:

I hope you don't get questions like this often because I hate being a bother, but what are your favorite Hunhan fics? I have honestly never read any because it's been kind of my..."notp" for awhile. I've only read one so it'd be helpful to receive some recs from my favorite rec-blog!! Thank you!!!!! (they don't even need to be NC-17)

you’re no problems at all (these are my fav kinds of question because i don’t have to do any work lmao)!! and okay these are fics i like, i hope you enjoy reading more hunhan fics in the future!

-admin o