im just someones weird sister
me looking back on the smut i wrote when i was virgin 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Eddie the Banished
Pairing/Characters: eddie munson x reader, some random character i’ve made up lol Warnings: depictions of bullying, name calling, kinda cute heh Summary: It’s a new school, no more games, it’s time to grow up. Until you meet Eddie. WC: 1k+ A/N: HIIIIII quick break from my hiatus. Lemme know if I should write more Eddie <3 This is also my favourite gif of Eddie, followed by the chaotic ‘shuDDUP’ one lol
“Dungeons and Dragons…” Eddie began, reading to a table of people usually others wouldn't bat an eye at. It was a piece from Newsweek, babbling on about a game some of the kids play, “... studies have linked violent behaviour to the game, saying it promotes satanic worship, ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide…”, he pushes the magazine down on the table as the boys begin to giggle from ridicule, “...and even, murder!” His eyes widen and he sticks his tongue out while the others hold themselves as they laugh. Of course there was no truth to the bullshit article, so you couldn't help but snort while you watched from the next table over.
“What the hell are you laughing at, y/n?” Your friend - friend was a bit of a stretch - classmate questioned. You just shrugged and cleared your throat, feeling yourself turning red.
“Uh, nothing, just, um-” You placed your half eaten sandwich on the tray, dusting off the breadcrumbs from your fingers, “nothing.” You smiled softly.
It's later...
Remember when I said "it's not goodbye, just a see you later"??
TW// mentions of su1c1de and mental health
Hi guys!
It's been awhile. I hope everyone's doing well ❤️ I'm gonna take a moment to be completely vulnerable and I hope you guys will let me.
As you can see, I haven't posted anything in a long time - anything I've written, anyway. I've realised that I've lost my love to write. It makes me sad sometimes but I've simply just been surviving. Working. Barely sleeping. And I've just lost my passion to write anything. My imagination has strayed.
In the last 9 months, my life has turned upside down and inside out. In July, I left an abusive household and for 3 months went no contact with my parents and my siblings. It was really hard for me, especially coming from a background that focused on family bonds my entire life. I cried every day. I didn't shower for days. I didn't eat. I knew something would crack in me, at some point, but I didn't know or anticipate how bad it would be. In October, a few days before my 22nd birthday, I was admitted into hospital for alcohol poisoning and su1c1dal ideation. I did some bad things to people I love while I was in a deep, dark head space. In turn, I ended up losing that friendship. I'm still suffering the repercussions of that situation today. I spent my birthday alone and was asked to leave my share house. We tried to stay friends but our forms of communication, mine at least, were lost in translation, and that cost me my best friend. In extension, I had to leave my job as the same friend who I've mentioned, worked there too and I couldn't look at them in the face or face any tension in a place where I could completely be my self. I was ashamed of what I did. In the midst of all this, I lost myself. My spark was gone. This person I was before - light, loud, open - she dissipated. I'm sad that I won't be able to find or reconnect with her for a long time. Or even, ever. I hope I do. I miss her.
Today, I'm in a happy, healthy relationship with my partner of almost 2 years and we are stronger than ever. He has kept me sane in times where I felt I couldn't be. When the world was against me. When I couldn't handle things on my own. He was there to love me through the pain and through the tears. I love him very much. I'm in a workplace where my needs are respected. I have people who love me and are excited to see me when I'm working. I'm working toward more healing and more healthy traits. Unlearning toxic traits that I've learnt from my family that has affected so many of my relationships. The future is uncertain but I feel excited for this next chapter of my life.
That being said, I will be leaving this blog. I will be leaving my stories behind and I hope people will still enjoy them.
Thank you for following my stories and the characters and for letting me be me, as weird as I am. I will forever be thankful for my great escape. 5.4k of you all. I hope to find my passion for writing again in the future.
It's not a goodbye, just a see you later ❤️
- C
Harry and Mitch on stage in Long Island, Nov. 28
demesne
pairing: chris evans x reader
summary: his territory, covered in obscenities.
warnings: mentions of age gap, smut; oral (f and m receiving), teasing, dom/sub, daddy kink, his boston accent, slapping, choking, degrading, cumplay/creampie, filmed sex, 18+ MINORS DNI
a/n: i wanted to write a birthday smut for chris, so this is if the reader tried to treat him but returned to her submissive ways. this is also for astro's 1k celebration, and my wildcard on my chris evans nsfw alphabet! not my gif
word count: 2.7k
the following work is my own writing. do not plagairise or copy and paste my works onto another platform. message me about credit.
Cheese Louise, that was something
REBLOG IF YOU HAVE STRETCHMARKS
This way people can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.
google search wrapped
if i was jake gyllenhaal i’d post a selfie wearing that scarf and turn off my phone
no offence but do i look like i understand anything
CAROL DANVERS + HOLOGRAMS
steve: our mission is to rescue hostages
natasha: no that’s your mission
steve:
call me when you want
summary || when you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person.
warnings || BDSM, Dom! Bucky Barnes, dom/sub dynamics, phone sex, dirty talk, identity porn, sex toys, and a lot more (if you didn’t get the gist, this is filthy). SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). MINORS DNI.
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