#gb writes

i cant leave my house lately bc not only is there war and such, there is absolute chaos even close to me in the cities. i have a crazy ass stalker abuser out on bail. my health is still so poor for some reason??? i feel like trash and cannot stay up worth a fuck? im 5 days sober in an hour, im getting another infusion next week; losing weight actively and still eating, but i feel horrible.

theres a tired that just never goes away. even while my eyes are closed. and remember, i spend more time sleeping than i do awake lately.

feels like the waking world is slowly dying out of me, and separating from me. like there is this void between me and time, and no matter what i do, i will never never catch up, or be going the same speed as everyone else because i have been going my speed for so long that there is no catching up.

i feel that i have missed so much of the life that i have lived and so many experiences were wasted in that time, that there is nothing left for me to be excited or motivated to do anymore. that the hurt has changed me so essentially that i cannot function as i would, or that my body is wired not to. i don't understand how other people do other things, how they are sleeping, too.

its a little heartbreaking to realize that i have slowly lost my life as an able-bodied person and grieved each and every single thing i have lost the ability to do, all in twenty-four years. i find myself relating to people who are elderly or middle-aged, so much more than i have ever been able to understand people my own age. one of my favorite people is my psychiatrist and he is disabled, in his seventies or eighties, yet is me made over. i literally love seeing him so much because that is the only time i don't feel so fucking different and odd from everyone else.

i dont really know if this will ever change, or if maybe i am meant to be singular because of this and it isn't necessarily bad, or if this is temporary and just a portion of my experience; i just know that i have felt this way for as long as i have felt things, and i don't know what different would even feel or look like.

excerpt: frankie x "the other woman" for kinktober.

so here's an incredibly rough wall of text about collaring and mand'alor!din (a moment of silence for what never was) that i want to finish by the end of october.

anyway. 18+, mdni, explicit sexual content, you know the drill. dead dove, mentions of captor/captive, collaring, chains, er...use of pet names?

excerpt below cut ✨

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sit a little closer - Rated E - (ongoing series) 

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Unhappy in your marriage, you step out of your comfort zone in search of excitement. What you don’t expect is to be roped into the charms of the handsome stranger at the bar.

[ chapters: 1. wuthering heights | 2. nineteen eighty-four | 3. desnuda | 4. tbc ... ]

a gift - part i creature comforts - Rated E - (ongoing, disjointed series) 

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A gift. Joel didn’t call it that. Didn’t say as much. Didn’t say anything—actually. But it’s yours. Your mattress. Your bed. There are so few things you can call yours these days.

sunflower - Rated E - (ongoing series) 

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After a rough breakup, all Sofia Vargas has left is her house (creaky and temperamental) and a vow to finally put herself first. For the first part, she’ll need the help of the irritable and stoic contractor Joel Miller…and perhaps for the second part too.

Joel’s not lonely. He just doesn’t do well being idle, which is why his newest client’s rundown and fussy home is the best way to keep busy and distracted. What he hadn’t accounted for was just how distracted he’d become by his pretty client with the sunflower dress.

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return the favor - Rated M - (one shot, complete)

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din and reader share a moment in their newfound quiet. Join me. And he spreads his legs out a little wider, bending at the knees and shifting back into the backrest of his chair. An ungloved hand pats at his sturdy thigh, calling you to his lap.

tbc - part i coming soon here on bended knees - Rated E - (ongoing, disjointed series) 

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[coming soon...]

Detective Tim Rockford

belladonna - Rated E - (one shot, complete)

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This cat and mouse game - when will it end? Detective Rockford is growing tired of The Belladonna Thief’s games.

"Oh, don’t be coy, detective. You must’ve thought of it. I know because I have.” His head is warring with whatever is telling him there is a sweet promise in her steps. Slowly, ever so slowly. Slinking towards him in that serpentine way. Harmless, languid steps—her voice keeping him rapt, like some siren willing its next victim to the sea.

Mr. Ben

school night- Rated T - (one shot, complete)

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You never expected to develop a crush on your daughter’s history-slash-math-slash-french-slash-homeroom teacher — but you keep running into him everywhere.

Name: Hiroyoshi Yoshimori

Age: 17

Title: Super High School Level Worker

Appearance: Yoshimori has short brown hair, light hazel eyes, and he's quite tall, with an athletic and steady build. He tends to wear baggy shirts and jeans when he's not in work uniform, which he has several of with him at all times. Until enough murders occur to unlock the laundry room, Yoshimori changes into a different work uniform every day, because he doesn't like wearing dirty clothes.

Personality: Yoshimori is generally very polite, pleasant, and kind. However, having to deal with subbourn customers and problematic people, he's stern where he needs to be. Yoshimori has a tendancy to over apologise for any inconveniences or problems, some that aren't even his fault. Yoshimori has a very positive "get things done" attitude. When Yoshimori is given a task, he'll smile and say "Yosh!!" (Alright!). He has an extreme attention to detail and is very punctual and very pristine when it comes to personal hygiene, but this only applies to himself, and not his surroundings, as his personal living space can get quite messy.

Bio: Yoshimori, as the SHSL Worker, holds down 10 different part time jobs. He works from the very second he finishes school until 10pm every single night. Because of his hectic schedual and variety of jobs, Yoshimori is both very social and friendly, and he has a great deal of stamina and strength. Yoshimori is nicknamed "YoshiYoshi" by almost every co-worker he knows due to his odd name, and tendency to say Yosh!! 

His kill: Yoshimori discovers a plot by another student to commit a murder, and calls him out to the school foyer to try and stop him before they commit the murder. A fistfight ensues and Yoshimori accidentally kills the other student by pushing him so he fell with force into a table, and broke his neck. 

Traumatized, Yoshimori goes and sits in his room and writes a letter of apology to the now deceased students family. Meanwhile, the planned victim of the murder who watched the entire scene unfold, attempts to hide the body and frame herself so that Yoshimori wont die. 

When it comes time for the trial upon eventual discovery of the body, Yoshimori instantly admits to his crime. The rest of the trial consists of the ex-victim trying to implicate herself, and the rest of the students figuring out what happened until Yoshimori is finally voted guilty. His last words are "You don't have to forgive me. Just deliver my letter to his parents when you all get out of here.".

His execution: "Tenchou ga okotta" (Translation: The Boss got angry). Monobear takes Yoshimori to an office with a metal plated floor, and straps him to the floor in the Dogeza pose (image example here). Monobear stands in front of Yoshimori as a large mechanical arm attaches itself to Yoshimori's head, and forces him to bow politely and slowly over and over. The bows get faster and closer to the ground until Yoshimori's head is being slammed into the ground at traditional, ridiculous, Monobear-like speed.

Finally, with a bright pink mess on the ground, Monobear grabs a megaphone as Wet Floor signs fall in front of Yoshimori's corpse, and Monobear happily announces "Clean up in aisle 4! Upupupupu...."