You Remind Me Of The Ocean. Your Voice Can Lull And Rock Me Into A Comfort, You Seep Deep Into Every

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy can you do some controlling or dominant starters?

Sure can do!

“You’re mine, so stop complaining.”“Stop looking at them like that.”“What are you doing wandering around the house like that? Who said you could do that?” “Are the restraints chaffing, love?” “If you’re good, I’ll let you out.” “Obey, or no dessert.” “What to do with you…. so disobedient.” “Beg for my forgiveness.”

Sorry if these aren’t the type you were looking for. you can always send in another ask specifying, if these aren’t to your taste.

[Heyo! Mod Ekho here, I figured I could add to this list as well] 

“I promised you this, so listen.” “Be good and you’ll get something special in return.” “I may be harsh, but I’m fair.” “You’re MINE” “Look at me, and only me.” “Sorry that you were asleep so long, I mis-measured the dose.”

When u can see someone u really like losing interest in u, thats when it hurts

and maybe I did expect too much

Bloody - Jackson (Day 24/100)

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Prompt: Bloody Member: Jackson x Reader AU: Gang!AU

Word Count: 822

“Seriously? Again?” you asked, leaning against the doorway with your arms crossed. Jackson was standing outside with a big pout on his face, cradling his left arm with his right.

“Please let me in, Y/N! I’m hurt! See? You’re supposed to make me feel better!” he exclaimed, whining. The crimson liquid could be seen through his white shirt and you sighed while motioning for him to come inside. He grinned happily and gave you a small kiss on your cheek but you just grunted.

“Go to the bathroom! I don’t want blood all over my apartment,” you shouted as Jackson laughed and headed to the sink.

When you had first found out Jackson was in a gang, it had taken a lot to persuade you to stay. He was always coming home bloody and bruised and there were times when you had to re-evaluate what you wanted. But he had somehow always managed to bring you back to him.

You didn’t know what he was like in his gang, but to you he would always be gentle and loving. He was always smiling and lightening up your mood. Both of you had rough pasts, but you found that it was quite easy to talk with him about it. He never judged you and was always supportive of everything you did.

For all of these reasons, you found it impossible to leave him.

“Three years and you’re still coming home with injuries,” you stated, chuckling softly and motioning for Jackson to sit at the edge of the bathtub. You pulled out disinfectant and some clean rags while he began to argue with you.

“Hey! This was a really big fight!” he exclaimed. “I had to defend the gang so I wasn’t going to go easy on anyone.” He looked down at his arm and touched it, wincing a bit.

“I guess they felt the same way,” you sighed, slapping his hand away and walking over to the sink. “Take off your shirt,” you said, while you washed your hands.

“Oooh, I like this part,” Jackson teased, stripping his shirt off while you rolled your eyes. When you turned back around you had to bite your lip from smiling at his figure. You reminded yourself that he was injured, but it didn’t help that he was resting his big arms on his chiseled chest.

“You’re staring again,” Jackson said, suggestively but then breaking out into giggles and immediately ruining whatever mood was being created. You sat down on the side of the tub next to him and put a towel in your lap as you raised your eyebrows.

“Do you want my help or not?” you asked playfully, to which Jackson nodded like a little kid who just got into trouble.

You ignored him and took his hand in your own, gently bringing his arm over your lap and setting it down on the towel. His arm was still wet from when he had run it under the sink, but already a new layer of blood had appeared. Using the wipes, you softly wiped away the excess blood so that you could see the wound clearly.

“It’s not deep, but it covers a large area of the skin” you stated, focusing on the wound. “I don’t think you’ll need stitches but you will need a lot of bandages,” you finished, glancing up at your boyfriend who was looking at you intensely. You instinctively looked away and reached over to grab another wipe.

You wiped his arm once more and rubbed some medicinal cream on it before beginning to bandage it. You could feel Jackson’s eyes on you and you knew that you shouldn’t feel nervous, but for some reason it made your heart beat pick up.

“Stop looking at me like that,” you mumbled, still trying to focus on the bandage you were carefully wrapping around his arm.

“You’re cute when you concentrate like this,” Jackson simply stated causing your cheeks to become faintly pink. You glanced up at him and saw that his gaze was still intensely focused on you so you simply went back to bandaging his arm.

“Is this okay?” you asked, tying the end of the wrap and letting go of Jackson’s hand. He left it on your lap for a few seconds before pulling it back towards him and caressing it.

“It’s too tight,” he bluntly said in a child-like voice. You shook your head and stood up, giving him a small smile and bending down to face him.

“It has to be tight so it’ll heal better, silly” you said, lightly kissing his nose. He pouted at you but you ignored him, cleaning up the bathroom.

This wasn’t the first time he had come home bloody and you knew that it certainly wasn’t going to be the last. But somehow, you thought that it would be okay. As long as you had each other, you could endure anything.

“I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.”

—

like 98% of my problems would be solved if I stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down

Random Prompts

- “You eat kitkats like a monster, honestly I don’t think I can love you anymore.” “At least I know how to cough into my elbow like a civilized being.”

- “Do you ever realize that we act like an old married couple sometimes?” “We are an old married couple…”

- “Do you know how to cook anything besides ramen?” “Totally.” “What?” “Um… microwave popcorn.”

- “You are so weak when it comes to spicy food.” “No I’m not.” “Name 1 spice you enjoy.” “Pepper counts, right?”

- “I would do anything to prove my love for you.” “Drink that entire bottle of hot sauce then.” “I don’t love you that much.”

- “Dude, you cry over everything.” “No I don’t.” “You cried when a fly you called your ‘friend’ flew out of the window, you left open.” “Listen, I just felt really close to Fred.” “IT WAS A FLY.”

- “Why do we have a dog? We didn’t have a dog before I left.” “Yeah, well, get with the times. Things change. Ugh, you’re just another old guy who doesn’t wanna accept that the world is changing.” “1, You’re older than me. 2, You still haven’t told me why we now have a dog.”

- “Hey, do you love me a lot?“ “Of course!” “Enough to give me your garlic bread?” “F**k no.”

Fighting to Loving

Anonymous Asked: “Hey! Do you happen to have any prompts for two old friends who bicker a lot and are just discovering they have feelings for each other? You know, typical rivals to lovers trope… Plus an awkward confession, if it isn’t too much? Thank you in advance! I love your blog a lot!”

Anonymous Asked: “Prompts for enemies that have just started dating?”

Before

1. “You two know that you guys sound like an old married couple, right?”

“That’s ridiculous. I’m neither old nor married.”

“What about me?”

“Well, you aren’t married, anyway.”

2. “You always have to be better than me, don’t you?”

“I was trying to compliment you.”

3. “Sorry, did you just say I looked… Nice?”

“What? I do actually have eyes, in spite of your best efforts.”

“For the last time, that was an accident.”

4. “I hate you.”

“Oh, you know you don’t mean that. You’d be lost without me.”

5. “I… Thank you?”

“Did that physically pain you to say?”

Dating

6. “Hey, jerk.”

“…”

“I mean… Babe?”

7. “I don’t know how to do this. I still feel like insulting you every time I see you. But I also want you to be happy.”

8. “Admit it. That was the best kiss of your life.”

“You always have to be the best, don’t you?”

9. “So, my parents don’t believe we’re dating each other.”

“Really?”

“They completely think it’s a prank.”

10. “It’s weird, being together. I love you, but I also want to fight you.”

“Pillow fight?”

“I think we’re more mature than that.”

“Loser makes dinner.”

“You are going DOWN.”

11. “You remember when I won that science fair?”

“You remember when you stole my idea to do it?”

“I made it better.”

12. “You remember when they used to hate each other?”

“Yeah… Now we hate everyone else. Together.”

BONUS- Confession Time (I have a long post of confession options, but I’ll throw in a few here.)

13. “Why are you being so nice to me? You hate me!”

“I don’t hate you! I… The opposite of hate you.”

14. “If you must know, I think you’re pretty… You know?”

“No, I don’t know!”

“Pretty good. To be… Around, and stuff.”

15. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“You’re drunk. You don’t mean that.”

“I do. I love you. Plus you have a good face.”

16. “I love you and all, but if you don’t stop making that noise, I’m going to throw something at you!”

“You love me?”

“…Shoot.”

~I hope these help! Thanks for the ask!~