so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
i hoped this made me feel better but i am now more sad that I don't have people them in my life
Major Trigger Warnings: This story contains attempted suicide, mention of suicide and mention of intrusive thoughts, including some inspired by my own, if any of this triggers you, I strongly apologize.
I wrote this a week ago… and at first I couldn’t bring myself to post it because… well I wasn’t sure if I should but… National Suicide Prevention Month is coming up in September so and then school is starting and… sometimes that can be enough to stress anyone out and trigger feelings of anxiety and even depression so… I’m finally posting it for those reasons…
There is a LOT of triggers in this story, I can’t stress that enough it was hard to just write this but… I felt like I had to…
Inspired by feelings I’ve experienced before and sometimes still experience when my intrusive thoughts come back to haunt me.. I also wanted to dedicate this to anyone else who might have felt suicidal, or even just had intrusive thoughts like me, or anyone else who has thought about suicide. You are not alone and you ARE loved.
Again, there’s a lot of triggers in this story so… reader discretion is advised…
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Things that need to be tolerated: 1 - idols are also human! They know pain, tiredness, feeling, love
2 - FANS SHOULD NOT OWN IDOLS! WE HAVE TO NO RIGHTS TO TELL THEM WHAT IS BEST FOR THEM
3 - no matter if that show or concert has many people in it but HEALTH ALWAYS COME FIRST
4 - just because they are female idols doesn't means they need to be girly every time! If fans can diss them! Idols can too!
any ideas that i can write
love this!!
Can you please do a fic with an extremely possessive and obsessive and controlling Simon x reader with a smidge of yandere pwetty please with a cherry on top
couldn't pull the yandere part but here you have some obsessed possessive asshole ghost :)
ghost is a possesive asshole. the second he laid his eyes on you, he knew he had to have you, something inside of him urged him to protect you and love the way not a single one of the dumbasses you dated would.
once he - using his insistent staring and awful dad jokes - snatched you, he wasn't going to let you go. and in some twisted way, he believes he can't have other men looking at you, his pretty missus. that's just straight up unacceptable in his mind.
you are his and his only. to look, to love and to fuck. that's why he fucks you nicely. sitting you on his lap, letting you lower yourself on his thick cock until he's stretching you thin by taking him all the way to the hilt. and once you've had your fun and your thighs give up, he uses his muscular legs to start plunging up into you.
his balls bouncing with every thrust as he hugs your waist and plays with your plushy ass, hitting deeply inside of you and making you cream around his thick cock. and the way he makes to paint your spongy walls with his cum multiple times, until he's sure he's going to get you pregnant.
he for sure hopes that will keep you tied to him and prevent others from thinking they even have a chance with you
summary : sukuna destroys everything you love except one thing
recommended songs : emperor's clothing by ptad
gender : gender neutral
This was something anyone could have predicted, and anyone could have seen it coming. Why didn’t you? Why couldn’t you see how terrifying he truly was? It was because you imagined a story where Sukuna wasn’t so bad, where he helped Yuji along with you and the other sorcerers.
But that wasn’t who Sukuna was. He was a ruthless king who slaughtered and murdered millions of people and children. Someone who killed off thousands of people in less than two minutes as he smiled. He enjoyed it all.
“The only thing you can love,” Sukuna circled you as you were trapped inside his domain. Standing in the water that went up to your ankles and standing in the red glow of his realm.
You felt small in such an expansive and empty place. Sukuna smirked, enjoying seeing how weak you looked and how powerless you felt. He had complete and total control over you now, and he knew that you understood this.
You sank to the floor, dropping on your knees as your hands started to feel painfully numb. Your eyes were glassy. Your heart felt as if it had been slowly and intimately torn from your chest and crushed in front of your eyes.
Your body wasn’t able to move, your mind couldn’t process any new information, and your eyes weren’t focused on anything. Sukuna stopped circling in front of you and grazed one of his fingers across your cheek. Staring deep into your eyes as a tear rolled down your cheek as you made no noise. Your face wasn’t screwed up with pain. Your body wasn’t shaking.
You weren’t letting out cries of agony and sorrow. You were just feeling the hurt creep into your heart. It infected your core like a disease and spread through every inch of your body until you appeared to be drowning in despair. Nothing had ever felt this wrong before. Nothing had ever hurt this much before.
Sukuna’s smirk deepened as he leaned in close to your face. He whispered into your ear. His voice smooth, it was bewitching, and his breath was steamy against the side of your face as he spoke. You could hear the superiority he felt through his words.
“is me.”
He put a finger under your chin and hovered his lips above yours. The twisted, slight grin still present on his lips as you could do nothing. Nothing but stay still as you remained in your helpless state. “Now, beg for my love in return.”
it's genuinely one of the best things I've seen, like ITS SO FUCKING GOOD WTH, I FELL IN LOVE THE HELL???
@eleu22 thanks for feeding meh
CW// Sexual Themes!! 16+ ig
i made this animatic thing because i was feeling nostaligc about animatics off of @quarterlifekitty ‘s promethean!!! absolutely bomb little series thing plz check her out!!!! this was rlly fun to make im trying to get back into the swing of art properly again RAHHH
also ignore ghost looking creepy as fuck in the last panel xx
Can you write more yandere gojo please? He’s my fav :)
yes i am not into yanderes but i will try my best do you want headcanons or drabble
a cat boy is a human(male) x cat hybrid
wip?
ooh, I’m actually thinking about closing my requests.
two shoto prompt requests.
cat!boy dabi (the fuck is a catboy omg I have no idea pls explain.)
Sweetheart sequel (oneshot)
Sugar daddy!shoto (maybe hc’s)
Soft bf!shoto drabble
Dragon king bakugou (drabble)
Jealous shoto (oneshot)
yaoyorozu!reader x soft!yan!shouto (drabble)
obsessed ex simon riley!
here you were in a shared taxi after days of insomnia rethinking you life decisions the clogged the little brain of yours or as simon suggested and again you were thinking of him , you're beloved boyfr ex.
this heartthrob of a guy had eating up every thought , every moment , every spec of a second that you got. Even though he wasn't in your life anymore you never really got over him.you don't know what's going on in his life, he probably moved on. A pretty guy like him always has some backup.
What you didn't know was how much he loved you, how much he need your pretty cunt wrapped around him. You simply didn't understand how much you meant to him because you never got to see yourself from his eyes. for him, you were the first sunlight after the storm, the blooming lotus in a pool of mud, a beauty like yours is divinity that he didnt even know he was allowed to see. and the stupid question 'How much he cared for you' so much that he's even resort to kill.
How he had been watching you get ready for your date this night secretly hoping you'd come to him instead . But it really doesn't matter to him .No matter what you do you will always be his and he will do anything for you. And how pretty you will look smothered in blood .
guard dog simon that guard dog simon this but what about old man simon? yup he's an old dog- retired, miserable, reliable, experienced. knows so many horrors to man kind that if he ever decides to talk about it most people get scared but you're different, you listen to him intently with some occasional coos of 'you're so strong', 'that's is so cool' when he talks about the time when he took down a whole unit 36 men to be exact, alone. he was pleasantly surprised that he even managed to pull a bird like you, but somehow he did. Don't even get me started on what this man dreamed about as soon as you decided to talk with him, oh how you'd look with your lips wrapped around his cock, how you'd look with a swollen belly full of his lad, how you'd look sleeping in his bed beside a big chunky baby, he has to stop, he can't afford to cum from just these thoughts. and its not like you didn't know that he was excited or surprised, not after seeing that damn tent in his jeans.
He thinks that he has successfully trapped a bird like you in his cage but what he doesn't realise that he's the one falling into yours.
got this idea from the old man price series by @dumbbitchgalore, thanks :).