This sweet pink, vintage style bun is going for sale in my shop tomorrow around 2pm EST. They are made with wool felt and have heart lace accents on their ears as well as a little bow. <3 They are about 10″ tall standing (not including the big ears).
Today was quiet in your small apartment, quieter than normal. It was nice for once because your mind had a break. Quiet time wasn’t your normal day to day routine. Work tended to be loud and have you taking a pain med after the first few hours. You were home doing paperwork in the kitchen. The light above you bright enough to see all the writing.
“How am I going to finish all these before he comes home?” you mutter to yourself looking at the pile of paperwork. The size of the stack making you doubt yourself.
The red pen glided against the paper quickly. Your eyes darting over towards the clock on the microwave. Sighing you set the pen aside realizing you have to get ready. Looking up due to your phone ringing. The sound of the chair scooting backward stings your ears. A shiver runs down your spine from the cold tile sending a sensation through your feet. Grabbing your phone you press the green button flashing on the screen.
Warnings: Smut, fighting, smut, rough smut, Sub!Dean, Dom!Dean (sorta), Dom!Reader, Sub!Reader, gambling, smut, use of sex toy, smut, oh…did I mention smut?
Word Count: 3819
A/N: This was written for @avasmommy224 birthday smut challenge. My prompt is in bold and please forgive me for this lol I had an idea so out of my comfort zone and ran with it. Please leave feedback! it is welcome and appreciated
There will be a part 2 later today!!!! Maybe even a part 3 in the future!
You love your job, plain and simple. You were probably one of the few people who had the pleasure of saying that but it was true. Sometimes things got a little heated but you were more than equipped to handle just about any situation tossed your way. You had just dealt the halfway mark of the current blackjack game at the casino you worked at. It was a table full of testosterone to say the least. One guy is burly with tattoo sleeves down both arms, definitely someone to steer clear of in any kind of hostile situation, the next is a bit smaller than him and drop-dead gorgeous. He’s slightly built and has the most stunning green eyes you have ever seen and every now and then you catch those eyes travelling up and down your physique; what’s visible due to the waist high blackjack table that is. You catch yourself having to fight a smile back every now and then whenever he looks up at you and sends you a flirty wink or two. Casino rules and expectations can be very tricky and the wrong hand gesture or facial expression can throw up red flags, cheating was severely frowned upon and anyone was a suspect.
The Price of Privilege - Part 2 (A Kyungsoo Series)
Exactly how many days of the entire four month period could you spend locked in your room?
Two. The answer was two.
May had ventured out long before you even considered leaving your bed; having diagnosed you with some terrible mental illness brought on by stress, she left in search of a cure.
She came back with cake and after a few sugary bites you decided a shower was in order.
With the cake came news from the rest of the mansion that you stuck your nose up at, refusing to hear anything about this terrible family that would raise a terrible son like the man you were betrothed to.
With the obvious plummeting of your mood since May had rescued you from that kitchen, she was certain that something awful had happened. But May, being May did not pry. She hugged you in your sleep and rubbed your back and brought you food and snacks and even offered to let you use her phone as much as you wanted to FaceTime with your sisters.
Warnings: Triggering material for anxiety and depression
Request: @potterhead1265 : heyyyyyy can I get one where Tom helps the reader through an anxiety attack??
A/N: Tom IG fan account- Tiemeupspidey
-Please don’t read if you get triggered easily.
Short and sweet xx
BTW YOU’RE MY GIRL PT.2 WILL BE UP BY TOMORROW OR WEDNESDAY:)
“Hey love, I’ll be back later I have to do photo shoots today” Tom comes into the room sliding on a pair of pants. Hopping into them and pulling them up to his hips. Looking up at you, his curls moved back flopping a bit.
“That’s fine babe, I’ll probably take Tessa for a walk and draw a bit later till you come back” Leaning over you grab his wallet and hand it to him. He thanks you giving you a brief kiss before leaving the room. Of course, he overslept and set a timer for longer than he should of. Under his breath, he was muttering that he was going to be late. He reminded you of the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland.
“Drive safely!” you call out hearing a ‘Will do!’ followed by the door downstairs slamming shut. The sheets scrunched as you moved on the bed. Repositioning yourself you lay back down on the bed. Sleep was beckoning you but you knew better and not sleep your day away.
Time seemed to fly by as you cleaned around the house. It felt good to get things off of you to do list. When everything was done that meant you had more time to spend with Tom when he gets home. Nikki dropped off Tessa while you were busy cleaning. When you busted out the vacuum the house filled with barking.
Unlocking your phone you open up your music app. Shuffling your relaxing playlist you exit the app and head onto Instagram. Swiping up on the screen you lower the brightness. Your eyes wincing at the light from the screen. Sitting up due to the pictures that started flooding your feed. Messages started piling in from your best friend. You had gotten off of Instagram for a week due to some of Tom’s fans.
Ever since you two had been together for over two years, it was half of his fans that despised you. Half of them liked you and supported the two of you. Yet the other half couldn’t stand you. They always tried spreading rumors to try and split the two of you up. One time it almost worked causing the two of you to end up in a horrible fight. Nikki had to smack some sense into Tom when he almost broke up with you.
It was super stressful to try and stay positive when media was looking at everything you do. Scrolling through all the posts your eyes land on something that broke you inside. It was Tom holding hands with some other woman. Your fingers zoom the picture up as your eyes scan to see if any photoshop has been done. Normally you could tell the photoshop but you saw her reflection with hers and his in the window. Setting your phone aside you try and take a few deep breaths. She looked like a slime model making malicious thoughts swarm your mind.
Opening your phone up you click on the messaging app. Scrolling down your messages you click on the thread you had started yesterday. The sounds of the keyboard filled the air. Once you finish the message you press the blue arrow sending it. Letting out a defeated sigh you get off the bed still holding your phone. Moments later it started to vibrate in your hand. Tom’s name flashed on the screen, you wanted to answer but pressed the power button.
Your head was swarmed with thoughts of how you wanted to yell at him. Anger was the main emotion that coursed through your veins. Setting your phone down on the counter, your thoughts stop when you see yourself.Of course, you wanted to yell at him but was the problem you? Eyes trailing over your body in the reflection.Raising Tom’s shirt you look at your body, the gaze felt as if it was burning the flesh.
Your eyes watched as the blood trickled quickly out of your wrists. The razor slips past your fingers clattering onto the floor. Leaning against the wall the coolness feels good against your skin. The cuts in your wrists were shallower than they’ve ever been before. Dark thoughts swirled around in your head thinking of all the people that hated you and Tom together. Closing your eyes you slowly slide down the wall.
Walking over to the glass doors you open them turning on the water. The temperature slowly increases in the shower filling the bathroom with steam. Stripping off your clothes you get into the stream of hot water. Minutes felt like hours going torturously slow. The hot temperature burned your skin that sure was turning red slightly.
“Darling I’m home early! We need to tal-”
“What was that sound?”
“T-Tom?” your voice comes out slurred , the sound of it stinging your ears. Looking down your vision tunnels in and out as red falls in front of your eyes. The door busts open to revel a panicked faced Tom.
I got a call from Harrison over what was sent to my girl. It was a shot from the movie I’ve been working on in the countryside of Scottland. We went into town to get food and Kiera grabbed my hand. Of course a photo got out and now this could really fuck up our relationship. Plus my mum would kill me if I ruined this beautiful relationship I have…
I could feel the hit on my head coming..
Running up the driveway I click the lock button on my car keys. The feeling of my heart rate rising stirred my emotions slowly. More and more my mind swirled at the possibilities of what could happen. Calling out to the house when I walk in I hear nothing. Tessa comes from the living room couch with a happy bark. A loud bang comes from upstairs making Tessa looks towards the stairs, followed by a small whine.
“What was that sound?!” I yell still recieving no answer. Taking off toward the stairs I make my way up to the bedroom. The sound of running water fills the air making me look over. Our bathroom door was open with steam flowing out into the room.
“Oh God baby why’d you do this again?” Tom lifts your body out of the shower. Your skin is then covered by a towel. Another wraps around your wrists, the cotton pressed tightly againsty your skin. Blood was dripping from your head, probably from the fall.
“I don’t make you happy” you whimper out as he holds onto you. Leaning you against the wall he opens the cabinet bringing out a box of medical supplies.
“You’re my everything angel, what you saw wasn’t real.. you’re my girl and the only one I care about..” his words toned out as you felt your heartbeat getting faster.
Pausing before you spoke “You could leave me for anyone..” the thought of him leaving you sent your heart into a frenzy. A frenzy of panic and distress.
“Look at me angel, look at me”
Tears clouded your vision as you looked up. Blinking them away your vision becomes clearer. He was looking down, gaze focused on the bandage being wrapped around the wounds. Once finished he places his hand on your cheek. The warmth soothing and extremely comforting.
“I’m never leaving you baby, ever” his voice serious as he looked down at you. His curls were disheveled from him probably running his fingers through it constantly.
Tom pulls you into his arms and starts to sing Ed Sheeran to you. It’s his way of calming you down. Which was singing your favorite songs to you. Of course, they were Ed Sheeran because who doesn’t. When you were all calmed down he picked you up taking you to the bedroom. He gave you his shirt to wear since you were naked from the shower.
“you promise you won’t leave?” You ask resting your cheek against his chest. His fingers run up and down your back slowly.
A kiss was placed to your forehead before he said “with my entire soul baby, I will never leave you because I’m the one who keeps you ”
‘if you disagree with me you must be st*pid’ = time to block and ignore
I’ve now run into 2 people who openly call anyone who disagrees with them an 'idiot’ or say that people who hold dissenting opinions have been duped, are willingly blind, or are just plain st*pid.
Here’s the thing: of course there are people who are utterly misinformed and have shitty or harmful opinions as a result. And of course there are people who aren’t good at critical thinking. But if someone’s first reaction to an opinion different from their own is to dismiss it as 'dumb’ (or whatever ableist slur you want to insert here), they’re betraying their own close-mindedness, and are in danger of being or becoming misinformed themselves.
Open-minded consideration coupled with critical analysis of new information is how we become informed and learn to understand others. If we approach everything different or new with the attitude that we know better, how are we supposed to grow or learn?
Even people with harmful opinions built on lies aren’t st*pid. (They’re probably misinformed.) even if they are unintelligent, disrespecting them by being an asshole to them isn’t going to do you or them any favors.
If a person reacts to you presenting your opinion in good faith with 'you’re stupid/an idiot for holding that opinion’, arguing with them will bring you nothing but grief. They don’t want to consider a new idea; they want to feel superior to anyone who disagrees with them.*
Don’t waste your time or your mental health on them.
*also learn to tell the difference between people who genuinely hold an opinion and are trolling. (I know I fall for it …)