I wonder if boys know about the girls crying in their beds, tears leaking from their eyes as they replay all of those memories. Do boys know that their words mean so much more than letters strewn together to express careless thoughts? Every teenage girl knows what it’s like to feel that first heartbreak. The butterflies become uneasiness. The flutters become heavy and slowed. The smiles become sobs. All for a boy. A boy who sees other girls just like he sees her. He’s not different, darling. At least not yet. No one’s taught him how to love you right.
(( Okay okay I was really worried I was going to miss this month again bc I was on a three day tour trip on the weekends, BUT HEY NO I’M HERE AND I MADE IT LOLOLOL - also onto more pressing matters, I sincerely hope Kagami doesn’t pull what I think he’s gonna pull with Shinoa and Yuu bc God forbid this fandom was chaotic and toxic enough when the series first started out with the godddamn MikaYuu and YuuNoa ship wars. Don’t start it up again, please, for the sake of all that is holy. ))
(( ALRIGHT BECAUSE MY IRRESPONSIBLE ASS MISSED LAST MONTH’S CHAPTER, I FORCED MYSELF TO SIT AND EDIT TODAY WHEN MY CLAN WAS RUNNING ALL THESE HIGH LEVEL DUNGEONS THAT I COULD’VE RAN WITH THEM TO GATHER MATS AND GOLD AND EXPERIENCE BUT WHATEVER BC THIS IS PRIORITY!
ALSO HONESTLY I WOULD LIKE TO SOLEMNLY APOLOGIZE FOR MISSING LAST MONTH, LIKE SERIOUSLY GODDAMN I FEEL BAD ABOUT IT! BLADE AND SOUL REALLY IS A BAD OBSESSION BUT I DON’T REALLY HAVE REGRETS LOL
Okay but talking about the chapter…again there’s not really much I think of it because I wanna see more of the vampires so…
BUT I honestly love Aoi and Kureto and their relationship /SOBS LOUDLY AT THEM
Also I want to guess that either Tenri IS the First Progenitor reincarnated over and over OR his weapon is the first progenitor - I DUNNO BOTH CAN BE WRONG BUT I JUST KNOW THAT TENRI HAS /SOMETHING/ TO DO WITH THE FIRST PROGENITOR AND OH BOI AM I READY FOR THIS AAAAAAA
Also off topic sort of, in earlier chapter when Crowley was peering into one of the tanks, and Yuu was asking him if it was someone he knew, most considered that it was the boy back from Crowley’s human years that was always by his side [Jose was it? idk LOL] but like…OKAY JUST HEAR ME OUT! What if…WHAT IF instead of the boy…it was either Horn and Chess? I MEAN OKAY THAT SEEMS MORE FAR-FETCHED THAN THE BOY BUT JUST THINK ABOUT IT?? WE HAVEN’T SEEN THOSE TWO IN A WHILE SO ??? I DUNNO MAN I’M JUST SAYING W H A T I F TH O U GH ???
Alright I think I’ve rambled enough honestly lololol please enjoy reading the chapter and I WANT TO SEE MORE OF LEST KARR PLEASE THANK YOU KAGAMI.
Prompt: The Kiss never happened. Bitty was dating a fuckboy in Providence (maybe he went to Brown or sthg) and they just broke up. He knocks on Jack's door and asks if he can hole up and cry for a little before he goes back to Samwell.
When someone knocked on his apartment door, Jack had assumed that it could be Bitty. Anyone other than him would’ve had to buzz in from the front door to get in. Bitty, on the other hand, usually buzzed in to get into his boyfriend Poots’ apartment and then stopped by Jack’s to bring him pie and spend time with him after a romantic afternoon-or night- with James.
He couldn’t have thought that Bitty would be standing in front of him with puffy red eyes and a bottle of vodka.
“H-hey, Jack. C-can I come in?” He sniffed. “James-James dumped me.”
Jack silently led him in and sat him down on the couch. Bitty sniffed again, and when Jack held out his arms, he gasped and fell into them. Bitty clung to Jack as he sobbed and and shook, his small frame almost engulfed by Jack’s arms and the way Jack instinctively curled himself around Bitty. He wanted to protect Bitty from the world and from everything that hurt him. He wanted to march down to Poots’ apartment and beat him up for doing this to Bitty. He wanted to make Bitty stop hurting and sobbing in his arms, nothing made Jack more frustrated than the uncontrollable tears coursing down Bitty’s face and staining his shirt.
If it had been me, he thought. I would never let him cry like this. I would always make time for him. I wouldn’t have blown him off because someone else wanted my time when he finally comes to visit me.
“We-we were talking about summer plans. And I was just- just saying how hard this whole thing is-was. And he said if I thought it was a burden then we should end it. I shouldn’t have complained,” Bitty sobbed. “I didn’t want to make him feel pressure. It was so hard and I tried so hard and it wasn’t enough.”
“It was enough, you are more than enough for anyone. Poots was just blind and couldn’t see that,” Jack thumbed away Bitty’s tears. “You love him so much and he couldn’t see that.”
Bitty looked up at Jack, his expression indiscernible for a moment, then sniffed and pressed his face into Jack’s shoulder again.
“Can I stay here for the night? I think I need this. The boys and Lardo don’t know a thing about James, and I want- Jack, I need you.”
Jack pressed a light kiss on top of Bitty’s head as he cradled him in his arms. “We can do romcoms and ice cream. And I’ll monitor your vodka intake.”
He felt Bitty tighten his grip around his body and wished that they could stay entwined like this forever.
“I’d like that,” Bitty said.
Over Mean Girls and She’s All That, Bitty started to open up about the breakup.
“I mean, it’s not like I couldn’t see it happening. I think we both knew that James wasn’t- he wasn’t exactly the most considerate gentleman,” Bitty said, curled between Jack’s legs. Jack loved the solid weight against his front and had to remind himself not to nuzzle Bitty’s neck. “But I always thought that we could talk it over and come to an agreement. We- um-” Bitty fidgeted. “We were…together, tonight. So I thought that we still had some good days left and maybe after his first season, James would settle down a bit more and stop being…”
“A flakey douchebag,” Jack said. He tried not to imagine Bitty and Poots having sex, but it was hard when Bitty’s scent pervaded his nose and his weight was pressing against him.
“Yes,” Bitty agreed. “So it feels like he just threw me away, like I’m only worth- um,” he blushed, no doubt thinking about what he did for Poots. Bitty sighed. “I suppose dating isn’t worth it.”
“You just haven’t found the right person, Bittle. You’re worth so much,” Jack said.
Bitty sighed and turned so that he was resting the side of his head on Jack’s shoulder and his breath tickled Jack’s throat. “I wish…I wish I can be a bit more assertive.” He smelled like vodka and artisanal beer, and his eyes were so dilated that Jack could barely see the warm brown that usually peers up at him. “I should’ve stayed and tried to talk to him instead of wimping out and immediately leaving after he told me we were over. Maybe I wouldn’t lose so much dignity. And I-Jack-I had so many things to say to you at graduation. And so many times when we saw each other. So many things, but I just wimp out as usual.”
“You’re not a wimp, and even if you can’t say anything, that’s okay,” Jack said. “We can work on it, it’ll be like checking practice. We’re still a team, Bittle.”
“Oh, Jack.” Bitty looked up at him, almost adoringly. Was that the right word? It felt like the right word, even though Jack knew he was only inserting descriptions to make himself feel more important to Bitty.
Bitty took a deep breath and another swig of vodka before Jack could stop him.
“Jack. I-I-at graduation-what I wanted to say-” Bitty faltered. “I thought you were going to leave us. And I’m so glad that you’re still one of my closest friends.”
And if Bitty hadn’t just been dumped, if his feelings hadn’t clearly been a mess, Jack would’ve replied to that with an “I love you,” and kissed him and kissed him and never let him go. Instead he smoothed Bitty’s cowlick and smiled, “You’ll always be one of the closest people to me.”
He let his hand linger and Bitty leaned into it, silently tracking tears down his face and letting Jack comfort him.
One floor down, James Fitzgerald walked around his apartment in a frenzy. Shit, shit, shit. He just dumped Eric. He was so sure that Eric was about to give him the relationship talk and end it that he couldn’t take the suspense and told Eric that they were better off separated. And now Eric wasn’t answering his texts or picking up his calls, and Poots was sure that he’s gone to Jack’s place. And shit- Jack was going to kill him.
-Fuck okay so I saw the movie last night and fuck i didn’t think i’d be hype but it felt so right watching it!!!
-this is definitely scattered and poorly articulated compared to my review of ff7 but ill write a proper one in due time. I fucking miss paul
-ive seen every fuckin movie of this franchise in theaters n im only 23 ah these are my thoughts as i was watching it. I was lowkey keeping notes lmao
-beautiful setting and colors wow as always!!!
-FUCK as if charlize therons character wasnt annoying enough the fuckin bitch had to have dreads!!! Deadass bye
-GEEKED at roman coming in at 11 for most wanted criminals
-Roman lmfao he literally cracks me up so fucking much i love tyrese
-the Rock as a soccer daddy ifucking love it his daughter is so cute ugh
-DECKARD SHAW IS SUCH A DADDY oh my i love jason statham and his banter w the rock lmao
-digging all the gratuitous fight scenes and humor and explosions
-what are you gonna Email her? Lmfao roman is too much hahahah
-calling roman Slick lmao
-hobbs and shaw are both daddies fuck they can get it
-scott Eastwood FUCK ME UP i love how theyre giving him so much shit ahaha hes so fine though gotdamn
-The kisss!!! Fuck this dumb ass hacker Bitch
With ugly dreads
-Brian would know what to do… OMG SHOOK im crying i miss paul walker so much my mans
-omfg hes a fucking dad. Papa!!! HE HAS A KID W ELENA IM SHOOK AGAIN
-middle name marcos first name is for his father to name him!!! Bitch!! 😭😭I bet he calls the bb brian!! Just cus thats how dom and vin both would be. I’m crying
-god lmao hobbs’ Fuckin names for shaw and his damn one liners i can’t… callin him princess LOL
-themost recent movies have so much more comedic elements and honestly i live for it my theater was crackin up constantly in between all that anxiety if whats happening next!!!
-shaw in suits fuck me up statham is so fine
-ugh in ny!!! The music is always so lit!!! THE TOYSHOP DAYUM!!! Those sexy cars and sexy ass scott eastwood fuck
-are you Blanta? Lmao roman and that fuckin neon orange lambo
-oo shit doms got a plan yas!!! Helen mirren omfg!!! British woman so I assume this is mama shaw
-ok this banter now is just straight up Flirting between shaw and hobbs like theyd be so good together lmao
-ugh this Destruction i cant… imagine if that shit was real so many ppl would be dead god
-ugh charlize is a little cunt
-gotta admit tho putting those cars jn Auto drive was pretty freaking dope but crazy and the pileup. Shits wild if that could happen irl we’re fucked
-did i mention Eastwood is fucking sexy
-Lil nobody lost his lil mind hahaha
-BIG SEXI COMIN THRU
-Why didnt they just crash into him fuckkkk like instead of just tugging on his car from dif directions like ya dont hurt him but still
-Omg shaw WTF RIP I WAS JUST LOVING HIM ON THE TEAM IN SAD IM CRYING AND HOBBS IS UPSET
-DOM TURNIN HIS BACK ON LETTY IM HURT
-baby callin dom dada im cryjbg holy fuck this mf just shot mama OMG RIP ELENA IM PIST
-god charlize tryig to psycho analyze shit and just constantly spewing bs makes me wanna hjr her
-Tej n roman babter is my fav
-ah eastwood baby is on board fuck me. All Bets r off–Hahaha the fuckin orange car
-Roman" this aint for me man" hahaha he’s so fuckin funny they really made his character a bitchass i love it
-2 hacker bitches up against eachother lmao ramsey is gorge
-roman Reading russian HAGAHA such a goof
-LETTYs SUCH A BAD BITCH sent that fucker right into those blades.
-THERES NOTHING ALRIGHT ABOUT THIS LMAO honestly i’m roman
-Spinning in his lambo on ice and everyone just fucking with him hahaha
-WHAT IS GOIN ONHAHAHA as hes sliding with the fuckin door
-TYRESE HELL YA OMG FUCK YEA WHAT A COMEBACK. “NUMBER 11 MY ASS” HAHAH, whole theater is laughing
-OH MY GOD IMS CREAMING BOTH SHAWS ARE ALIVE AND BEAUTFUL MY DADDIES. LUKE EVANS IM SHOOK BABY SCARFACE LMAO IM CRYING I LIT UP WHEN THEY TOOK THEIR MASKS OFF
-SURPRISEEE… AHA FUK U CHARLIZE IM SO HYPE I HAVE CHILLS
-TEGO CALDERON and DON OMAR HELL YEAH EVEYTHING IS UNRAVELING I MISSED THEM IM CRYIN IM SO HAPPY RN
-DOMS WHOLE PLAN FUCK YEAH AND THE SHAWS IM SO HYPE
-MOMMA SHAW HELL YES AHAHAH DISCIPLING HER FUCKIN BOY “and ur gonna TAKE UR brother” “DEVILS BUNGHOLE” HAJAJA MOM it’s god’s eye. I LOVE THIS FAMILY. Spinoff please???
-IMCHEERING SO HARD MORALE IS SO HIGH
-FOR ELENA YAS DOM IS BACK BABY KNOCKED THAT FUCKER DEAD
-STATHAM W BB BEING AN ACTUALLY DADD IM CRYIN ALVIN N CHIP MUNKS YES AHAHA
-FIGHTing W BB OMFG DADDY YES, “its gonna be a lot of fun” i love him so much take me
-DOMS BACK I HAVE CHILLS YES
-LETTY SEEING DOM AND REALIZING HE’s back Im SOBBING i love them
-WHEres THAT SMILE? THERE IT IS!! OMG CUTE BABY AND SEXY DADDY DECKARD SHAW IM SHOOK
-Ur not gna wanna see this… *sniffs* is that u or him? HAHAHA i love him
-hobbs to roman: Yr u always yelli g hahaha this shit is so funny while even in the middle of action scenes
-Thats my girl!! Letty made it… ugh dom im just
-U lost the minute u interrupted honeymoon fuck ya bitch dont mess w familia
-“This is for my son” FUCK yasss
-The cars protecting dom im crying more
-Told u this would b fun hgh DADDY shaw pls
-DOM N LETTy FOREVER
-gotta get MY YUNG SELFIE LEVELS up I CANT Hahaha fucking roman
-FAMILY!! I LIVE FOR THE ENDINGS AND THE HUGE FAMILY GET TOGETHERS IM CRYING I MISS PAUL WALKER SO MUCH
-ELENA UGH im sad
-INTRODUCing letty to the baby im dead
-WHAT IS HIS NAME WTF???
-Okay EVERYONE MEET….BRIAN… IM CRYING
-I FUCKING KNEW IT BUT IT STILL GOT ME I WAS LEGIT SOBBING THEN THAT FUCKIN KEHLANIGEAZY SONG CAME ON AND IDK I STARTED CRYING MORE. BABY BRIAN FUCK IM SO EMOTIONAL
-I LOVE THESE MOVIES SO MUCH I WILL BE 80 and still watching these movies as long as they keep putting them out omfg i just love them all i miss paul walker and brian and jordana brewster but this was a really good addition it did not disappoint even tho i hate the title lmao
-i appreciate u if u read this whole thing lets b friends
prompt/request: “Maybe you could make one where reader’s having a really bad day and the Hamilsquad find them and comfort them (one of them more than others)?” from an anon
a/n: this is a lot like other sad ones i and other people have written and i didnt proofread this cuz i got too sad and also this is my first time doing poly!hamilsquad stuff and its probs bad but!!! i hope you enjoy either way!!!
The second you got home, you threw your phone on the couch,
stripped off all of your clothes, and climbed under the duvet on your bed,
wrapping it around yourself and not even thinking about when you planned on
Things had been really… tough lately, to say the least. You
felt like every day poked and prodded at your brain until, eventually, it
started bleeding and, eventually, the bleeding never really stopped. You were
always worrying, about work or the boys or about your weight or how much food
you were or weren’t eating, and you were always thinking about what you had to
do next. What you had to prepare for. What if there was a fire? Which one of
the boys would be strong enough to carry one or hopefully two of you out of the
burning apartment building? If you spilled on your white blouse, how would you
get the stain out? When you couldn’t get a ride home, would you bus, or would
you call one of the boys? Should you call one of the boys? What were the signs
of a stroke – you didn’t remember, and what if someone around you was having
one? What if someone came into your work with a gun? What would you do? What
are you doing? With your life?
You groaned slightly as the blanket peeled back, revealing a
happy but also slightly concerned John Laurens, one of your boyfriends,
floating over top of you. It took a moment for you to adjust to the light – he must’ve
turned on the overhead when he walked in – and, when you had, you poked out
your head further into the world to see his legs on either side of you,
practically pinning you down.
“Hey, baby,” John greeted when he saw you, leaning down and
placing a kiss softly on your mouth. “What are you doin’ underhere? Ain’t it a
painslut!dan and sadistic!phil w/ omorashi? if dat is okay
+ Dan doesn’t slack off, not anymore. He doesn’t talk rudely or insult Phil at all (other than occasionally in their videos, but even then afterwards he would fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness) for one simple reason. And that was the belt Phil kept in his closet, the one for special occasions.
+ Even a word slipped from Dan’s mouth and Dan would be over his knee or bent over the table or the bed, his wrists pinned to his back at a rather painful angle. Phil did it so automatically, Dan could hardly even see it coming.
+ Phil would shove his face against the wood or mattress, tugging at his hair roughly.
+ “Aw, what a cute little baby. Does the slut need to be punished?” God, Phil’s VOICE when those words left his lips… it was a kind of sickly sweet growl, and it drove Dan absolutely crazy.
+ His heart would beat faster, pounding in his chest, and his breathing would catch.
+ “Sir,” Dan would usually whimper, wanting to get on his good side. Phil would knead Dan’s ass in his hands, humming as he dug his nails in.
+ “What’ll it be tonight, hm? Water or belt?”
+ That would really get Dan’s head spinning, just that simple question, god. He would take a shuddery breath, trying to push back his fear.
+ If Dan chose belt, the outcome was clear. Phil would go straight to the closet, taking the belt in his hands slowly, the noise of the leather running through his fingers making Dan shudder. He would tie Dan’s hands too, to the headboard, warning him not to squirm before starting.
+ It would usually be about ten lashes, and Phil was less than gentle. He had Dan crying out and moaning with every hit, tears streaming down his face by the last one, sobs and begging flowing from his mouth with no stopping but god he loved it.
+ If Dan chose the water, it was almost worse. Dan would still be tied down, but for this one Phil would be deceivingly soft and gentle. He would leave Dan there for awhile, every ten minutes bringing him a large glass of water. This would go on for several hours before it stopped, and by then Dan was squirming like crazy.
+ Phil would sit next to him, stroking his forehead, a deceivingly kind smile on his face, but Dan could see the glint in his eyes.
+ Phil would start slow, pressing down on Dan’s stomach gently, just a little bit of pressure. By this point Dan would already be out of it, flinching from Phil’s touch and gripping the sheets below him tightly.
+ Phil would add more pressure gradually before he was rubbing circles on Dan’s abdomen and Dan was shaking and sweating and squirming under his touch.
+ Soon Phil would be straddling him, bouncing slightly, or massaging Dan’s stomach and pumping his cock every now and then, anything to get Dan closer to letting go.
+ Dan would be begging, crying, with a repeated “I can’t I can’t I can’t” but Phil would just calmly continue with what he was doing, not acknowledging what Dan was saying.
+ “Piss yourself and I’ll leave you here over night,” Phil would say softly, kissing Dan’s forehead and continuing to work at his stomach and cock.
+ Dan’s whimpering loudly, tears streaming down his face from the effort of holding it in, but god it’s so hard and it hurts so bad and Dan just wants to let go. Phil’s whispering encouragement in his ear, soft little “c'mon Dan, just breathe, just let it out of you’d like,” but Dan knows the consequences.
+ With both options, Phil is good with aftercare, making sure Dan is alright before carrying him to the shower. He would wash him off and calm him down, peppering his face with kisses with a “good job, baby, good boy. You did such a good job, angel. It’s okay, let it out, i’m here. I love you so so much.”
+ It’s torture. All of it is torture that has Dan sobbing and broken by the end of it. But Dan knows he wouldn’t give it up for the world.
+ And sometimes he does do something wrong, just so he can go through it again.
HOLY SHIT DUDE i can't believe you drew takeru and tabi?? #blessed (sobs because everyone forgets wakunan and they are beautiful) anyway i love your art!! it's super motivating and funny and i LOVE the way you draw second gen caps and dateko! (also you're super cute and really kind <3)
!!!!!! YES YES OH MY GOSH HELLO A WAKUNAN ASK /SLIDES IN/ and thank you very much for the kind words, I’m sobbing I hope you have a beautiful day!!
While holding her six-months-old
daughter in her arms while seated on the couch, Juvia couldn’t help it but to
smile at her husband and her son, Gris, as they were whispering something.
It was Mother’s Day and the boys
had woken up early to prepare her breakfast – that year Gris was finally old
enough to actually help Gray – and, apparently, it was times for gifts.
Rose made a sound and Juvia
looked down to her daughter, heart filling with joy. She was adorable with her
chubby cheeks and big blue eyes, the only indicator she was a Fullbuster being
the black hair; while Gris was Gray’s Mini-Me, just inherited Juvia’s eyes.
“Alright, we are all settled.”
Gray announced and went to sit next to his wife on the couch. “Come on, Gris.”
The five-year-old looked very
solemn while he held a piece of paper and Juvia wanted to shriek at how cute
the whole thing was. He cleared his throat (he probably saw someone do it
before a speech and Juvia held Rose tighter otherwise she’d ruin Gris’
presentation by sweeping him off the floor to kiss his cheeks) and began to
“I have the bestest Mom in the whole world!” Gris read, very focused and
Juvia wanted to hug him at how cute he was at the moment. “She takes care of
me, of my sister Rose and my dad. She makes the best cakes in Fiore!” Juvia
chuckled at that, Gris had a sweet tooth, that was certain. “My mom is a very,
very strong Mage and she can turn herself in water and it is very cool. She
also have the best hugs and she likes to kiss my cheeks a lot, I don’t like it very
much but it makes her happy so I let her.” Gray snorted and she slapped his
knee, playfully. “You are the best Mom in the world and I would never change
you for anything! I love you, Mom!” Gris finished and looked up to his parents
and sister, very proud of himself and of course Juvia’s eyes were filled with
“Oh, that was beautiful, baby!”
Juvia sobbed and opened her arms, Gris rolled his eyes (so much like his
father!, Juvia thought) but stepped into his mother’s arms.
Losing no time, she kissed his
cheeks, annoying him. “Mooooom!”
Juvia gave him a final kiss when
Gray said: “Alright, get your mother’s gift, kid.”
The little boy was quick to get a
painting from behind the couch while Juvia passed their daughter to Gray. She
was surprised when she saw it: it was her family, together. Gray had Gris on
his hip, both of them wearing similar smiled, his arms around her while she
held Rose in her arms as Juvia smiled and Rose was showing her two teeth in the
“Oh” Juvia breathed, surprised
with the beautiful gift.
“Reedus painted.” Gray told her. “You
always complain we should have more family pictures and since I don’t really
like to taking pictures, I asked Reedus to paint us.”
Juvia squealed in happiness, that
was such a thoughtful gift. “Thank you, this is beautiful!” She kissed her
husband’s cheeks and then kissed her daughter’s cheek, followed by her son. “Thank
you to all of you.”
Gray just smiled while Gris
hugged his mother again. “I love you, Mommy!”
“And Mommy loves you too.”
AN: Just wanted to write
something for Mother’s day. <3