If You Think Youve Hit Rock Bottom, Just Remember That My Bank Once Froze My Accounts Because I Bought

If you think you’ve hit rock bottom, just remember that my bank once froze my accounts because I bought a healthy ready meal at my local supermarket and they classed it an ‘uncharacteristic purchase’

Reigen is feeling insecure and Mob tries his best to soothe away his fears (college au)

ReiMob Drabbles, Ch2

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Reigen is old. He knows that now, has known it since he turned 30, and remembers it every time Mob is close. Every time he holds the younger male, feels how smooth his skin is, sees that there are no white hairs or wrinkles on him, touches the muscle he's been building since his middle school days, and it scares him.

His boyfriend is ten years his junior, and he has nothing to offer the growing man.  

His phone flashes and the name Mob lights up, a picture of a smiling Mob staring back at him. He clenches his jaw and lets it vibrate two more times before it displays two missed calls. An amused chuckle startles Reigen and he quickly flips his phone so the screen can't be seen. Ekubo is peering down at him. Damn, he'd forgotten to close his office door!

"Soooo, ignoring the brat now are we?"

Reigen forces a smile as he slides his phone to the side, far away from Ekubo (he wasn't going to make that mistake again), "Of course not..."

It's a bit painful to smile and he feels his face twitch. He clears his throat and turns back to his desk, pretending to arrange papers. He clicks the mouse to his computer rapidly and wishes the screen would turn on quickly just this once. Ekubo straightens out, raising a brow at the obvious lie.

"You know," Ekubo begins and enters Reigen's office without permission. He ignores the hey from the blonde, "I saw him with that girl, what's her name? Tsubomi? They were at the gate."

Reigen freezes as Ekubo hits one of his greatest doubts. Tsubomi, Mob's first crush and the girl he'd been pining after for more than he's known the guy! She was the reason he'd started working out in middle school and, he grips the papers in his hand, she could also give Mob so much compared to him. They were close in age, she could give him a family, she was smart and had a bright future, and he'd seen the interest. He'd seen the way she would talk with Mob, casually touch his shoulder, and sit next to him during group projects.

And...they looked good...next to each other.

"Oh look there they are," Ekubo exclaimed and whistled, "Didn't know Shigeo was such a lady's man. You know, I saw that the alien otaku was dragging him around the other day too."

"Kurata," he replied automatically. His computer was finally on and he could put in the grades for the essays he'd just finished grading. He was quickly going through the pile but then paused when he got to Mob's paper. It was a pretty hefty length compared to what Mob normally turned in (bare minimum) and he'd even done a great job at the introduction. He typed in an 87 into his computer and then felt the paper snatched away.

His brow twitched as Ekubo sat on top of his desk, "Did Shige actually write this?!" He was flipping through the pages quickly, skimming and muttering (he never writes anything this detailed for my class and he actually knows what this word means?!) and Reigen couldn't do this anymore. 

He blankly stared at Ekubo, "Why are you here?"

Ekubo stopped reading Mob's essay and shrugged exaggeratedly, a smile on his face but Reigen knew better, "Can't I come visit a friend? We haven't talked in a while."

Before Reigen could answer, his phone started vibrating again. He ignored it and Ekubo smirked, "Aren't you going to get that?"

Typing echoed alongside the phone, "No."

"What if it's important?"

"I doubt it."

Two more rings and it went silent. Ekubo sighed and crossed his arms, "It looks like you're almost done there, how about we go out for a couple drinks, my treat!"

Reigen slowed his typing. That actually sounded like a good idea. He'd been stressing out over a lot of things lately and it would be good to let loose since the school week was technically over for him. And while Ekubo liked to wreak havoc, Reigen also trusted him as his drinking partner. Not to mention that the taller man hardly ever offered to treat him.  

"It's decided then!" Ekubo grinned as he slammed Mob's essay on the desk and got up. He grabbed Reigen's arm and tried pulling him out of his chair.

"H-hey, wait! I still need to finish putting the grades in!"

"You can do that at home, pack up so we can go, I'm starving! Where do you want to go?"

That's when Reigen's office door was slammed open (when had it been closed?) and Mob stood there, phone in hand and his eyes glaring at Ekubo, then moving to where he was holding Reigen.

"Oh hey Shigeo," Ekubo couldn't help how his grin widened, "fancy seeing you here. I thought you'd left already."

Mob didn't answer for a few seconds, "I need to talk with Professor Reigen."

"Uh, actually Mob-" Not good, not good! "-my office hours are over for today," Reigen couldn't even look at his boyfriend, "Why don't we talk later? Or send me an email if it's really important." He grabbed his bag, stuffing the essays in there, shut off his computer, and grabbed his suit jacket-

"Arataka," Reigen paused and finally looked over at Mob. His jaw was set, his hand was gripping his phone, and it didn't look like he'd be moving from his doorway anytime soon if his stance had anything to say about it. But what really got him was the use of his given name. Mob hardly ever called him Arataka, especially not in front of school staff (even though it was Ekubo).

Mob was determined. He sighed, setting his stuff down, "Alright, come in. Maybe next time Ekubo."

Ekubo grinned and whispered, "I look forward to it," before walking out and leaving the two of them alone.

Mob closed the door and locked it. They were quiet for what felt like forever and Reigen was starting to sweat under Mob's gaze. He pulled at his tie, hoping to get some fresh air.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Mob's voice was soft, curious, and slightly hurt. Reigen winced. That hadn't been his intention. He'd only wanted a bit of time to sort out his thoughts...

"I'm...not avoiding you,"  except he was and he couldn't even look up at Mob and at least try to fake it. Warm fingers touched his chin, brought his gaze up, and he felt exposed. Mob always had a way of looking at him that left him wondering if all his secrets and insecurities had been read. His other hand moved to twine their fingers together and Reigen felt like such a coward.

"Did I do something wrong?" Mob bit his lip, "Am I not important anymore?"

Reigen's eyes widened and he squeezed the hand in his, "NO! I mean yes, I mean...Arghhh! Look you didn't do anything okay? Today's just been...it's been hard." Not a lie but not the complete truth. Reigen scowled, "And where did you even get this 'not important' idea from?"

Mob's eyes shifted to the door and Reigen felt like such an idiot! "O-oh, that was because Ekubo was being a pest!...And I didn’t know it was you..." Another lie. He was the only person who really called Reigen. His call and text history was filled with just him.

Mob nodded, and something in the sincerity and relief he saw in Mob's expression pushed him. He let go of Mob's hand and hugged him tightly, burying his face into his chest. Mob hesitated for a second before hugging him back, a frown in his voice, "Reigen, what's wrong?" 

"Tell me you love me," he whispered, voice half muffled by Mob's sweater, "please Mob."

Mob hugged him tighter and nuzzled his neck, "I love you," he pressed a kiss to his ear. 

"I love you," a kiss to his cheek. He noticed Reigen was crying.

He peppered kisses on his face whispering Only you and I love you and don't cry and beautiful

That last one made Reigen laugh, "Now that one's a lie."

Mob kissed his lips and shook his head, "I don't tell lies."

"Mob, I'm a mess right now, I don't even think I look good, damn, where is the tissue at," Reigen looked around on his desk. He tried to move away from Mob but he wouldn't let go, "Mob, I need to clean my face."

Mob reached into his pocket and grabbed some napkins.  

"Oh thanks, let me..." but Mob moved them away from Reigen, "Mob?"

"Let me," he whispered. He let go of Reigen and pulled a couple sheets from the bag, placed them on Reigen's nose and wiped away the snot. He balled up the napkin and grabbed a couple more. This time he squeezed Reigen's nose two times and Reigen shook his head, his face heating up, "No Mob."

Mob smiled and squeezed his nose, insisting. He even pulled it a bit, "Ok, ok, just let go!"

Reigen blew his nose into the tissue and Mob carefully took care of him. He cleaned his tears with another tissue and threw them into the wastebasket next to Reigen's desk. Then he hugged Reigen again and the older man couldn't help how warm and wanted he felt. 

"I was serious," Mob spoke up as his hands moved against Reigen's back.

"About?" Reigen slipped his hands under Mob's sweater and just relished the feel of their skin connecting.

"I love you and only you so please stop worrying."

"Who said I was worrying?"

Mob took a step back and Reigen looked up, "You haven't been sleeping properly."

Reigen chuckled and moved to rub his eyes as if that alone would make the wrinkles he was sure were there go away, "Well, if my students actually paid attention in class things would be different."

"I pay attention."

Reigen lifted an eyebrow, "I'm pretty sure you just said you didn't lie."

Pink dusted Mob's cheeks, "I pay attention to what's important."

Reigen laughed and shook his head, "I'll let it slide this time, and as much as I love being held by you, we do need to leave. Or at least I do, I'm hungry."

"Did you want to go eat?" Mob invited as he let Reigen gather his things again. 

"I was actually going to head home and then knock out," he was sure there had been some leftovers and he was too tired now to go out. Not to mention he probably still looked a mess. He briefly wondered if he still had any beer. He was serious about letting loose.

His hand was captured again, "Can I come too? I've missed you."

Reigen looked over at Mob, at their hands, and chuckled. He wanted to cry all over again and hit himself because how could he have doubted Mob? Simple and honest Mob who never did anything he didn't want, who left him snacks in his mailbox, sent him pictures of things he found interesting when they were apart, and held him when he needed it the most. 

"Yeah Shigeo, I really need you today."

A/N:

For this story, I decided to pick a 'word of the day' from dictionary.com and roll with it (though in the end it turned into something not even related to that word lol). Also thanks so much for the kudos guys T_T 50 for one chapter and like 10 of them came in while I was finishing the draft today! Hope you guys like this one too

I’m learning so many words today (LOL)

Smut/Kink Prompts-for when you're in the mood to write smut

Send me a prompt, I’ll write you some smut using that prompt.  Send me a 

Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object.  Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch.  Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner  Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity  Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters. Scatophilia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character. Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually. Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating

Blood, Flesh, and Bones

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by this_is_trash

Some stories even claimed turning into a vampire was better than sex! Better than sex? Well he’d have to rethink sex if that was the case.

Words: 224, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Writeoween16: And Thus We Met

Fandoms: Tokyo Ghoul

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Nagachika Hideyoshi, Kaneki Ken

Relationships: Kaneki Ken/Nagachika Hideyoshi

Additional Tags: October challenge, writeoween, blood flesh and bones prompt

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Hi! Could you give us some tips on posting poetry on tumblr? I've just started writing 'for real' but im kinda scared of posting.. :/

Hi! And yes, of course, I’d be happy to help! (pls dont be afraid friend

1. Tagging system. Tumblr recognizes only the first five tags you put in (as far as I know), so make sure you put in the ‘good ones’ in there. Yes, the search will pick up on some words you use within the text, but tagging is a surefire way to increase your exposure.

Tags I found to be the best to use are: #spilledink #spilledthoughts#poetry#quotes#nosebleedclub

But you can absolutely mix and match them with others you think are good. 

2. Reblog your own stuff. I don’t know why people think self promotion is bad but it’s not. Timezones are a thing, so feel free to reblog your own stuff whenever you please.

3. Don’t be afraid. I like to say that everyone’s like 99% percent scared shitless so don’t be intimidated or afraid or anything. I know that’s easier to say than do, but whenever you start feeling afraid, just imagine how great it’ll be to get feedback and meet people who share the similar interests as you. Look at it that way. 

And don’t be afraid of failure - failure is actually good. You’ll see what works and what doesn’t. It’s a great learning opportunity. (I’m not saying you will fail, in fact - I’m sure you won’t, but I am, personally, someone who is very afraid of failure and that has nearly stopped me from trying so many great things.)

4. Submit your poems to wnq-writers. They actually accept submissions and that can be a great way to get more exposure (just make sure that you link to your blog). 

5. Networks & groups & friends. You can search for networks on tumblr, and they can be a great place to get feedback, make friends and ultimately, gain more exposure. Also, there are Facebook groups - like Nosebleed Club, and people will often ask for feedback there or announce some sites that are accepting submissions or contests. 

And make friends. Send me a message, you’ll get one friend right away. Writing is incredible but sometimes the road to success has a lot of crossroads and obstacles and at the end of the day, it’s good to have someone to vent to - someone who understands. 

6. Writer’s block ain’t shit. Look, there will definitely be times when inspiration has run out and you’re wondering whether you’ll ever get your mojo back. You will. I promise. Just clear your head, do something else and don’t worry about it. It’ll come back and there will be stars in your soul again. :)

7. Write for yourself. Comfort yourself, write what you needed to hear. Don’t be afraid to change the direction of your poetry if the current one doesn’t feel right. Try out new forms, try out new topics, and fuck that stupid “write what you know” advice because, guess what? That’s shit. No one knows shit about dragons and yet, we have fantasy books, so who’s the real winner here?

All joking aside -  please, don’t be afraid. Take it as a new opportunity, take it as a new interest that might take you to incredible places. And some time down the road, you’ll be really happy you started, as corny as that sounds.

Mob likes to kiss and Reigen takes advantage of that (ageswap AU, underage)

ReiMob Drabbles, Ch1

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Mob knows he shouldn't do this. Knows he shouldn't encourage the young boy who comes to visit him after school almost every day.

He'd like to push all the blame to Dimple, the devious green spirit that sometimes whispers into his ear (Oh look, he's wearing a new tie today and pfft, look at him trying to comb down his hair or, he cringes as his eyes roam over, I'm pretty sure those shorts weren't that short before) but he knows that's just an excuse.

"Hey Mob," Reigen calls out to him. He's only been there long enough to shed his gakuran and school bag but Mob knows what he wants. Dimple knows too and he chuckles, I better not come back to you in jail Mob

Mob makes a noise as he continues typing and Reigen takes that as his sign to continue, "let's kiss."

The way he says it, so matter of fact (as if a 14-year old kissing a 27-year old is normal), causes Mob's fingers to stutter and he's forced to delete the whole sentence he'd just typed. What was he typing?

"Why don't you do your homework...you said you needed help with...math?"

Reigen laughs, "Don't you suck at math? Isn't that why I'm here?"

Mob colors a bit because yes, he wasn't good at math but he just needs to steer the conversation away from-

"Come on, didn't you say you liked kissing me?" He's closer now, his elbows on the table as he looks directly at Mob, a grin on his face, "You look really cute when you blush, you know."

Mob looks away from those dark eyes and tries to focus back on his computer, "I'm busy."

Reigen pouts and Mob's eyes automatically move back, stare a bit too long, and that gives Reigen the motivation he needs to keep pushing, "Just one?"

It's never one, echoes in Mob's head.

"I'll do my homework and let you work afterward."

Mob watches from the corner of his eye how Reigen gets closer. He's already around the table and is peering over at what he's doing. A snort leaves him and the way his face scrunches up and his eyes light up with mirth is beautiful. He leans his hands out, placing them on Mob's thigh and he freezes up completely, "Please?"

It's only one, a voice taunts and it suspiciously sounds like Dimple, what's the worse that can happen?

Oh he can think of a few things...

"Just one," he says and turns his chair. Reigen yells out a yeah! and pumps his fist like he's just won the #1 prize to a game. It makes Mob's chest swell with happiness.

Reigen smiles at him and moves to his open arms. He's taller than Mob like this and Mob secretly thinks that Reigen likes that. Reigen brushes their noses together before kissing him. It's really just a press of lips and they stay like that for a few seconds. Mob's hands move to settle on Reigen, both around his waist.

He likes staying like this, feeling those chapped lips meshed with his, breathing in the smell of salt and warmth, enjoying the tranquility he feels at having someone he loves so close. It all makes him dizzy and he's about to move away to tell Reigen that's enough, go do your homework when something changes. He opens his eyes when he feels Reigen's hand move up his shoulder and cup his jaw. They're no longer lip locked, but their breaths mingle and they still touch. That's when he feels it.  

His fingers dig into Reigen's hips and where did he learn this?!

Reigen's tongue is bold as it swipes against his lips. He knows what this means and he knows he should stop but he also likes it. Likes how Reigen is gripping his jaw, likes the feel of his prying tongue and demanding gaze. Mob relents, let's him roam his mouth and it's a very simple kiss, all things considered. It makes him wonder if Reigen knows what to do next and he gets his answer when he feels those chapped lips inch away, Not yet

He puts more pressure on Reigen's hips, pulls him closer, and pushes his tongue to explore Reigen. He licks his chapped lips, getting them moist and smooth, plays with his tongue, bites his lips, his hand moves to press them closer, tangle in his hair-

A moan brings him back to reality and he pushes Reigen back a few inches. They're both breathing hard and if someone walked in there'd be no doubt as to what they'd been up to.

Then Reigen's soft voice breaks the semi-silence, "Wow...that was better than I thought..."

Mob feels a headache coming and he asks, "Where did you learn this?"

It seems Reigen is all better now as he pulls at the hem of his shirt, untucking it from his pants and flattening it out, "Oh you know, just watched an AV with the guys. Seems they got it from their brother's stash and we were all curious," he shrugs.

Mob frowns, "You're all too young to be watching that."

"But Mob," Mob knows that teasing tone and wonders what hole he's dug himself into this time, "I'm a healthy teenager. If I don't do this once in a while I'll be pent up, unless you're offering to help of course~"

Mob groans and turns back to his computer, don't think about it, don't think about it

Reigen laughs and Mob is grateful that the blonde is taking out his work because he's sure he only has so much patience.

A/N:

Thanks for reading!