#Bouncy Space Wife

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could you do joel and younger gf/wife (like in her early/mid twenties) and some young guy hits on her while they’re together in like one of sarah’s soccer games or soemthing and joel gets all jealous and insecure

Only You, Only Me

a/n – <3 thank you for the request, I hope you and everyone else enjoys this ˙ᵕ˙ also: having to call football soccer in this fic hurt my European heart haha😭 pre-outbreak!joel was a softy, you cannot convince me otherwise

pairing – pre-outbreak!joel miller x female!reader

warnings – slight jealousy and insecurities, but besides that A LOT of fluff ˙ᵕ˙, a quick mention of sex

word count – 7.1k

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You had sprinted half the way from the bus stop to the soccer field, running the other half, only coming to a stop when you finally reached the entrance. The dress you had chosen to wear had started turning into a slight regret as you had to hold it down from flashing everyone behind you, but the weather didn't let you wear anything below knee height.

With a few more steps forward, greeting the people by the footstalls and other parents with smiles, you finally found yourself right in front of the field, your eyes immediately raking over the space, trying to find the set of bouncy chocolate curls you knew all too well. Sarah was quick to find, making the smile on your face widen instantly as you watched her sprint towards the ball rolling over the grass. You could watch her in her element every free minute of your life. Even though she wasn't right next to you, you could hear her giggles as they had engraved themselves into your brain.

For a second, you directed your attention toward the far back on the right, where your partner's usual seat was, only to find him another second later. A handsome face like his just stands out from the crowd. You grinned to yourself once you noticed he hadn't caught onto your arrival yet, getting to see his perfectly shaped side profile as he watched his daughter and her team hopefully win on another sunny day.

With a grin decorating your face, you almost skipped over to your boyfriend who was sitting on one of the benches at the lowest height, while the other parents had occupied the higher seats on the platform. Passing one grandstand and walking along the length of the entire field before you'd reach the one Joel was sitting on. Too focused on what was going on right in front of his eyes, he didn't even notice your figure coming closer and closer. It was only when you had almost sat down, and your perfume reached his nose that he turned his head to the side.

"Well, look who's finally here," he greeted you with a smile, opening his left arm to welcome you into the space right next to him. 

"Finally? You know damn well I rushed out of my class to be here on time." With a roll of your eyes and a slight chuckle, you joined him on the bench, sliding into his arm swiftly. Sadly, as the new college year had just started, your work as a TA was more asked than ever. Multiple students had enrolled in your tutoring sessions - many more than you expected, explaining why you had to create an extra class for this Saturday, not finding any other available spots during the week. That's why you had been slightly late to the usual Saturday game that you would usually always attend hand-in-hand with Joel.

With a quick peck on the lips after a mumble of, "I know, I know," by your partner, the welcome wagon was finished, and your focus was back on the field. Joel's hand had quickly found its comfort spot on your thigh.

"What's the score?" You asked him, setting down the bag you had carried on your left shoulder.

A proud grin made his lips curl up. "1 to 0. Sarah assisted the first goal."

With a nod, you copied his facial expression. "Well done," you spoke quietly, eyes trained on the girl ahead of you. 

"How were the kids?" To anybody else, his question would let one believe that you worked in a kindergarten or primary school, not at a college where the students were barely a few years younger than you. But you knew what he meant. It still made you chuckle.

Your hands found his, running your softer fingers over his dry knuckles. You always told him to start using hand cream since his work forced him to use his hands so much, and yet he never did.

"Surprisingly motivated, not gonna lie. For a Saturday. I expected like no motivation, no raised hands, no answers or questions, or anything really. But they were really up on everything and seemed genuinely interested," you explained to him.

Joel couldn't help but chuckle, taking your hand into his much bigger one, and turning his head slightly towards you. "Well, if I had a hot TA that turned up in summer dresses to class, I'd also be motivated to go on a Saturday." His comment caught your attention as you grinned shyly at him, pressing your lips together.

"Wow," you nodded along. "Thanks for telling me they only want to be there because of my looks and not because I'm a good TA, and they can actually understand the material better thanks to me." Adding a joking scoff at the end, getting a chuckle from him in return.

His hand came up to brush over your hair, "I would never doubt your ability as a TA. I know you're the smartest person I've ever come across.", He pulled you in so he could place a kiss on your temple, whispering into your ear, "But I just wanted to make sure you know how beautiful you look."

A chuckle escaped your lips as you straightened the hem of your dress. "I think you showed me that today already in the bathroom, huh?" Grinning teasingly at him as you reminded him of his inability of holding himself back when it came to certain outfits you'd wear - one of them being dresses, specifically summer dresses. The inability, that had made you almost late for class today as he just had to take you in the bathroom, in front of the mirror, bent over the sink, interrupting you as you tried to get ready and look presentable for the day. You weren't complaining though. You'd never complain.

A smug smile made its way onto his lips as his fingers dug back into the flesh of your thighs, the grip almost surprising you.

"And I'd gladly show you again later, darlin'." His remark earned him a slap on the upper arm as you told him to focus back on his daughter's competition, the smiles not leaving either one of your faces.

Thanks to all the running, you noticed your throat had started to run dry, and you were in a very sudden but desperate urge to find something to drink. Glancing around the seat, you tried to find out if Joel had gotten himself something, only to your dismay to find absolutely nothing.

You got his attention with a quick slap to his upper leg, "I'm gonna go get something to drink, do you want anything?"

Without hesitation, your partner reached with his right hand into the back pocket of his jeans. "Should I go?" 

But you declined his offer, "No, no, it's fine, I'll be quick. Do you want something?"

He handed you over his wallet as he shook his head. "No, I'm good, thank you." Squeezing your thigh one last time before letting you stand up. Once your frame left the seating area, he noticed your bag laying on the bench and pulled it in closer, setting it down on his right side to keep an eye on it.

While you were making your way a little further back to where you had come from, the echoes of shouting and clapping became quieter and quieter with each step, making you turn around every now and then to make sure you wouldn't miss anything important.

You waltzed up to the woman in the snack truck and ordered two water bottles, knowing Joel would eventually want something to drink as well and Sarah still had hers in her backpack. As you waited for her to get them, the sound of a whistle ringing over the field reached your ear, indicating that the first half of the match was finished and they'd have a break now. Perfect timing.

You paid, thanked her one more time, and left to go back to your seat, getting a glimpse of the group of girls by the side of the field getting a speech of motivation before breaching out to find each of their parents to spend the break with. As you had your head down, remembering the slightly uneven side of the field where you were walking, you didn't catch the figure taking a few steps back. Not until you walked right into them. You immediately started to apologize and looked up, only to find Sarah's coach looking down at you, his hand on your upper arms as if he was afraid you'd trip.

"Oh, I- sorry, sorry I didn't look where I was going," you stumbled over your words, slightly embarrassed by what had happened.

The blonde man shook his head, a million-dollar smile wide on his face. "No, don't worry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have walked backwards, I don't know what I was thinking." His hands were still very evidently on your skin.

You chuckled, "What? Why were you walking backwards?"

He just shrugged, "I don't even know anymore." Laughing along with his comment. "Ben, by the way. Ben Miller." He dropped his hands, only to reach out with his right one for you to accept. Of course, you knew who he was. Sarah had been going to the training sessions of this team for a good year now, and the day she came home, beaming from ear to ear, talking all about how much fun her coach was, you knew they had found the perfect team for the little girl. You remembered her telling you all about the coincidence of meeting someone else with the same last name as her. Neither Joel nor you had the heart to tell her how common their last name had been in the US.

"Oh, yeah, I know," you let your palms touch, shaking his hand as you introduced yourself, holding on to the water bottles with your left arm, already feeling the condensation wetting the material of your dress.

"So," Ben cleared his throat. "You're Sarah's sister, right?"

His question almost made you choke on air. You knew you weren't the same age as most of the parents here, and the age gap between you and Joel had been a big subject to literally everyone but the two of you, but you had never gotten mistaken for that.

"Sister?! No, no, no," you quickly stopped him, trying to play off the continuous embarrassment with more laughter.

While you continued your conversation with the coach, hoping to leave a good impression as the woman taking care of Sarah and loving her father, the duo was in their own little world.

The youngest Miller skipped over to where Joel was now standing up, her backpack tucked underneath his seat as he held out her water bottle.

"Daddy, daddy, did you see? Did you see me?" The excitement was radiating off her, making the father smile brightly as his daughter ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Yes, baby girl, I saw you," he petted the top of her hair, noticing the few strands that had fallen out of her ponytail. "You wanna redo your hair?"

Sarah jumped back, "No!" Touching her head.

"No?" Joel repeated.

"My hair is okay," she assured him with a hand sign she cutely formed, making him chuckle and nod as he sat back down, finally handing her over the bottle so she could down the cold water.

"Did you see Y/N arrive?" He asked her, wanting to make sure she was aware of the fact that you didn't dare to miss out on her match.

Sarah smiled brightly and started nodding her head up and down quickly. "And she's talking to coach Ben."

"No, she went to go get some water. It's hot, you know? You need to stay hydrated," he made sure to add a little anecdote as he straightened out the small jersey she was wearing.

But the little girl shook her head as she pointed straight forward to the right. "No, she's talking to Coach Ben right now." Joel's ears perked up. His head snapped towards the direction, his eyes immediately finding your figure, only half covered by the frame of the man in front of you. He couldn't read lips, so God knows what the two of you were talking about, but he didn't need to know. Your bright smile and clear giggles didn't need a translation.

Joel wasn't a stranger to jealousy. I mean, how could he. You were beautiful, inside and out, incredibly smart - he knew he was the luckiest man alive to be able to call you his. He never missed the glances you'd get from each man passing you on the street or the ogling eyes from one of Tommy's friends. Even back when the two of you met, he had wondered what a young and pretty girl was doing sitting there with him, only talking to him, glancing directly into his eyes when you could have had the attention of at least four other men at the table. He had considered himself the luckiest guy in the world back then and still did. But he also knew what you were worth. And he was very well aware that, partially, he couldn't give you that. Even though, the reassuring sound of your voice, sweet like honey words falling from your lips were still marked on him, letting him know just how much you adored him, every part of his body, face, and personality, he still couldn't get, who in his past life he must've saved to deserve an angel like you now by his side.

Joel tried to keep his cool as best as he could. Tried to look past your crossed legs as you looked up at the other man, slightly hunching over, covering your mouth as you laughed at something he said. He couldn't have been that funny...

Ben was a good-looking man. Young, fit, and definitely a feast for the eyes. Every man would get jealous watching him talk to their other half. Right?... What could be oh-so-interesting coming from some blonde-frat-boy-looking guy that you'd grin at him like that?

He reminded himself once again... You were his. But then... Ben was exactly that type of guy strangers would expect you to be with. Not some older dude like him. Tommy loved reminding him of that. He could recall every double take people had to do when glancing at the two of you. Every eye up-down he got from women - the judgement just screaming from the look on their faces. It never seemed to bother you though. If anything, it would only make you hold on tighter to his arm or give his cheek an extra kiss. Almost as if you were jealous at every look he'd get from another woman that was a second too long for your liking. He could almost laugh at that thought. You had absolutely no reason to be jealous. There would be nobody ever to compare to you. Joel, on the other hand, had every reason to envy other guys staring at you. Because while you were all of that, he was just Joel.

The voice of his daughter got him back into the present.

"Dad!" She pushed her water bottle into his chest, catching him off guard. "Why don't you say hi to Coach Ben?"

"I already said hi to him when I came here, babygirl," he explained monotone, tucking the bottle back into the backpack before storing it under the bench again. Sarah didn't need to know the bad feeling he had gotten from the blonde man right from the start. Something was just... not right. The moment Tommy mentioned liking him and thinking about inviting him for drinks after he had picked up his niece from training one day, Joel knew he wasn't to trust. If Tommy liked someone, he immediately knew they'd be bad news. God, if Tommy wasn't his brother, he wouldn't even trust him.

"Hi, Y/N!" The youngest Miller suddenly jolted up and ran over to where you were now coming closer to the both of them.

You were quick to kneel down, opening your arms wide to welcome the little girl as she wrapped her small arms around your neck, pulling you in tightly, so your cheeks were squished together - something she had been doing to you for quite a while now.

You greeted her just as ecstatically, letting go so the two of you could continue your journey back to her father together while you kept asking her about the match.

"You're not tired yet, sweetie?" You wondered, settling back down next to Joel.

Sarah shook her head with a giggle, "No, that's why we practice, Y/N." She reminded you, making you chuckle.

"Right, right." You smiled before wanting to hand Joel one of the water bottles, but he pushed it back.

"I don't need it."

You rolled your eyes, "Just take it, I know you'll want it later." With a huff he accepted. You decided to ignore the slight sudden change in demeanour, brushing it off as your mind playing tricks on you.

Before the three of you could get into a full conversation again, the sound of the whistle hit your ear, letting you know the break was over. Sarah jumped up, kissing both you and her father on the cheek before running back onto the field, into the group of girls that were surrounding the coach again.

Joel knew better than to start a fight right now. He didn't want to know about what had gotten you so giddily while talking to Ben only a few feet away from him. But he couldn't fully push down the anger that had started to rumble up his body, making him turn quiet.

If only you didn't have to bring it up.

"You know," you started after having taken a sip from your water bottle. "Ben kinda reminds me of Tommy. Are you sure you guys aren't related?" Even though he knew it was supposed to be a joke, the scoff just tumbled from his lips as he sighed,

"God, fuck, I hope not."

You chuckled, not realising how much truth was in his comment. "Yeah, you already got your hands full with one troubled Miller." Placing a hand on his back, only then noticing the slight tension his body held. "He said Sarah's been doing really well, and she might even be able to go up a league next year. That would be cool, huh?" You glanced over at him, but Joel kept his eye on the field, watching his daughter race from one end to the other, the ball right by her feet.

"Mm," he grunted. "What else did he say that got you to giggle like a schoolgirl?"

You scoffed with a chuckle, "What? I didn't giggle like a schoolgirl." Noticing he wasn't grinning like you expected him to, meaning he wasn't teasing you. You scrunched your eyebrows. "What's gotten you so grumpy, old man?"

Every other day, this would've gotten you a snort from him return before he'd start tickling the soul out of you or would attack your neck in kisses, continuously teasing you for calling him that, knowing that the age gap between the two of you was something you'd like to play with every now and then, giving you a slight kick. Why, was still a mystery to Joel because he found himself anything but attractive with each passing year. Whatever you saw in him was now even more confusing to him than ever before.

His eyes fell down to where your hand had found its way to his thigh, covering it with his warm palm, petting it once before he took it, only to drop it back into your lap, mumbling a quick,

"Nothin', don't worry 'bout it." Before his attention was back on the game ahead of you.

Alright... you thought, weird, but... alright. You realised, there was definitely something going on in that head of his, but also knew that the Saturday match of his daughter was not the place to discuss it. You'd wait until you were back home.

-

The two of you spent the rest of the game in silence, proudly shouting and clapping for Sarah when she missed the goal by just an inch, hyping her up, hoping to motivate her to keep going. The car ride was filled with the youngest Miller's rambling about the match and the team they played against as well as the homework she'd need help with once they got home.

Before you left the field, Joel definitely didn't miss the smug nod Ben sent you before he disappeared as well, making him roll his eyes as you just waved, telling Sarah to do the same as he pushed you forward with a gentle hand on your lower back, making sure that it was low enough to send a quick non-verbal message to the young Coach.

At home, Joel decided to get started with the dishes while you helped Sarah with her Math homework, knowing you'd be much more of a help, thanks to your education and line of work than he'd ever be. Time passed thankfully quite quickly, and after making sure the little one got a good dinner, you sent her up to shower off the dirt and sweat from the hot day.

All while the older Miller was in the kitchen, scrubbing every single dish in fury, knowing how ridiculous others would find him if they could take a look inside his brain. He was so done with it. 

The disgustingly smug face of that coach kept showing up in front of his eyes, reminding him of just how pathetic he felt. He wasn't even mad at you. Or was he? God, not even he himself knew, what was making him react like this. Just the mere thought of any other man by your side made his blood boil. It had happened in the past. His primal instincts would just take over - he wasn't necessarily proud of it, but it was just the person he was.

Joel just couldn't get it out of his head. It wasn't the first time you had talked to a younger good-looking man, and it most definitely wouldn't be the last. He wasn't 12 anymore, he knew people, no matter the gender, would want to get along with each other. You even had to deal with people around your age every single day at work. Suddenly, that thought got him even more unweary. He tried to shake it off quickly.

Each day you'd come home to him, exhausted and complaining about some of your students. Never about the professor you worked for. It was always the students, specifically male students. Guys your age. The way you'd whine about their lack of motivation and focus would make you fall onto the couch, right into Joel's comforting embrace as he tried to calm you down, talking down on those exact guys, reminding you of the fact that college stuff was the last thing on a guys' mind during that age. It always made you groan. Each time. It would make him proud, now to think of it. Proud that rather than expressing your admiration for someone your age, you'd complain about their childishness, reminding him how grateful you were to have found him - a man, not a guy. But you talking to Ben seemed like anything but burdensome to you. It looked too natural for Joel's liking. But he knew to trust you, having had multiple conversations with you about the future. But even then...

He caught himself drifting off, snapping back into the presence quickly. Joel was already starting to dart way too low, reaching a level of dark thoughts he'd much rather not have. The two of you were a melodic couple. A couple that spoke to each other freely, he reminded himself. You always assured each other that nothing should be left unsaid and getting everything out is better than keeping everything in, no matter how embarrassing or pathetic it might be because there are no such things in a relationship. He remembered a conversation you had once dropped during a cuddle session on the couch. For some reason, it stuck with him:

-

"You know, Barbs broke up with her boyfriend." You suddenly threw in the room.

Joel raised an eyebrow, quickly having to remind himself that Barbs was one of your girlfriends that you had met up with for a Brunch date with the rest of your friend group.

"Why?" You knew he could probably care less about it, but he still wondered. If only you knew how much he actually just enjoyed listening to you talk.

You sat up from your half-lying position where your head had rested on his shoulder. Waiting until he had turned his head from the TV, he found your serious glance on him.

"Because she hasn't come even once during sex in the four months they've been together."

Joel took a deep breath, his eyebrows scrunched together. "Shit... poor guy."

"Poor guy?!" You exclaimed, hitting his chest, and making him flinch slightly. "Poor her! She's always had to finish herself off in the bathroom."

"Honey," he sighed, "I don't think you should tell me all that much about your friends." Joel would never complain about you sharing your life with him, but some information about your girlfriends should possibly stay between girls.

"No, you should know about this," you complained back, making him look at you with raised eyebrows.

"Oh? You tryna tell me something here, darlin'?"

His question made you giggle as you shoved him slightly, giving him the opportunity to hold onto your arm to pull you back into him.

"Please," you rolled your eyes, "You'd know if I was faking it."

"Yeah, I know," he mumbled into your hair as he placed multiple kisses all along your hairline. He laid your head onto his lap, your gaze up at him as he looked down at you, the palm of his running up down the side of your torso.

"But like... I asked her why she didn't just, you know, talk to him about it. They were so perfect for each other in every other way, and I'm pretty sure that could've gotten fixed too. I mean, there's hardly anything that can't get fixed, and I know I wasn't present for like every second of their relationship, but I don't know. Anyways-" Joel chuckled at your rambling. "I asked her, and all of my friends turned to me and looked at me like I... just told them, I don't know- the only reason I have five toes on my left foot was because I ate the sixth one when I was a kid."

"Darlin'," Joel laughed at your comment. Your way with words would never bore him.

"What?" You chuckled back at him. "I'm serious. They looked at me so weirdly." He let you continue, his hand now comfortable on your stomach as your fingers found his to play with. "But they all understood her. They said that instead of talking to their partners about that, they'd much rather just end it."

The oldest Miller shrugged, "Yeah, but I mean if it's uncomfortable for them."

"But it shouldn't be," you argued. "Right?" You waited for him to lower his gaze. "I thought in a relationship you shouldn't feel awkward to talk about anything. I wouldn't want you to hold back on talking to me about something just because you think it's ridiculous or whatever."

"You'd want me to tell you that I haven't come in the time we've been together?" You nodded along to his question. "You don't think that would make you feel weird?" You shook your head.

"I mean," a quick thought shut you up for a second before continuing. "The thing is, I'd question why you wouldn't have talked to me about it earlier, but... I'd still want to solve that problem together, you know?" You waited for a nod coming from him, but he only tilted his head slightly. "I don't think there should be anything you'd keep from your partner. If you're in a relationship, you're already sharing so much with each other, like, you're literally giving over your body to trust another person with it, but then you don't want to talk about stuff like that? I don't know, seems weird to me."

His knuckles came up to brush over your cheek. "You get shy when I talk about what I want to do with you as soon as I get my hands on you too though." 

You couldn't help but to grin. "Because you tease!" Getting a hold of his hand, you tried to push it away from you with a giggle. "That's different," you argued. "But if you have something that's bothering you or something and you think it's ridiculous or whatever, and that's the reason why you don't want to talk to me about it... I don't like that," you shrugged, making your point.

Joel nodded, a slight smirk still on his lips. "Alright, I promise, I'll let you know once you stop making me come, okay?" 

You jumped up with a laugh, slapping him once again. "Can you be serious for once?! You idiot!" Giggling as he tried to dodge your hits only to pull you in closer again, not wanting to be apart from your body for even a second. You groaned jokingly, "Ugh, I hate you sometimes."

"I know," he looked at your lovingly, throwing you back onto the couch, hovering above you as he pinned down your arms, "I love you too." Leaning down to kiss you.

-

With a huff, he dropped the now wet washcloth onto the counter, ready to make his way upstairs, knowing you were most likely already getting ready for bed as well.

Even though your conversation back then was filled with laughter and banter, he understood the seriousness of it. You wanted this relationship to work, just as much as he did. And the only way to make that happen was through talking. As much as Joel hated it, hated using his words, never knowing what the right thing to say would be, he knew he had to jump over his ego this time. With grunts, he moved up the stairs, hearing the shower in the master bathroom being turned off right when he entered your shared bedroom. He pulled up his shirt, throwing it into the basket in the corner, a purchase you had made once you moved in.

You opened the bathroom door, letting the steam escape as you turned to the mirror, wiping it down before you got ready for your skincare routine. Joel knew, if he shied away from the conversation any longer, he'd never get to it. So, it was now or never.

Taking step after step until he reached the door frame to lean on, he could feel his heart almost up to his neck, swallowing hard. You saw his figure coming closer from the corner of your eye as you applied your serum, turning your head once he came to a stop.

"You okay?" You wondered once again, hoping to maybe get an answer in return this time around.

He didn't even dare to look into your eyes, finding the floor much more interesting. Joel took a deep breath. He crossed his arms and lifted his head to look straight ahead into the wall, past you.

"You ever think about dating someone younger?" He rushed over his words, hoping to get this over as quickly as possible. You stopped mid-movement at the sudden question being thrown into the room. With confusion written all over your face, you turned to the right, his body still resting against the doorframe.

"What?" Was all you could let out. You understood the question acoustically, yet hoped to have misheard it still.

With a sigh, he started again, "Do- ugh, you know what? Forget it." He blurred it out just as quickly, his back facing you right away as he moved back into the bedroom, walking towards the drawer to get boxers for the night.

"Joel," you were quick to rush after him, "What did you just ask me?"

"Nothing, forget about it," he shrugged it off, looking around the drawer. Before he could even put his hand inside it, you closed it, positioning yourself between the piece of furniture and him.

"Why did you just ask me that?" Your concerned voice tugged at his heart. You were too good for him. 

You understood that Joel could possibly be insecure, just as much as anyone else was allowed to be, just like you were too sometimes. But you never expected such a question to come from him.

Joel placed both of his hands on top of your head to push it down slightly, placing a loving kiss on top of your hair.

"Nothin'. It doesn't matter, it's stupid." With a sigh, he walked over to the bed, sitting down on his side, his back once again turned towards you.

"Joel," you were definitely just going to let this slide, "You know exactly what I think of that 'it's stupid' shit."

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as his hands brushed over his face, a soft groan tumbling from his lips. "Yeah," he groaned, "I know, trust me. You have no idea how long I've been debating over asking you that shit."

That's when the switch in your head flicked. "Is that why you've been so quiet?" He only nodded.

With a sad sigh, you rounded the corner, coming to a halt in front of his hunched-over figure.

"What's got you thinking about something like that all of a sudden?" With another step forward, you were right in between his legs as he almost automatically let his hands drop to let you come closer, your fingers brushing through his hair. 

"It's a stupid question-"

You immediately shushed him by placing your hand over his mouth. "There are no stupid questions. You know that."

A slight grin crept up on his face as you lowered your hand again. "You really are a teacher, huh?" You tilted your head with a smirk you tried to hold back, not wanting to let go of the seriousness of the conversation.

"Come on," you petted his cheek, "Tell me." His hands found their way to your hips, riding up underneath his shirt you had decided to put on for the evening, pulling you in just a little bit closer.

With another deep breath in, Joel glanced to the side, trying to think about the right words, but his head was too occupied to think about that right now. "That stupid Ben fucker, I swear to God..." he cursed as he mumbled, making you almost unable to hear him clearly. But you still caught it, thanks to the silence in the room.

"Ben? Ben Miller? Sarah's coach?" You pushed his face to make him look up at you. "What did he say to you?"

He shook his head, taking your hands off his cheeks to hold onto them, kissing your knuckles. "No, no he didn't say anything."

"Then wh-"

"I saw you two talking together. Well, Sarah saw you first, but then I looked over too," he started explaining, still avoiding your eyes while you kept your gaze on him. "And, I don't know, something in me just snapped, I guess... watching him talk to you... just... yeah..."

"You don't like him?" You carefully asked, unsure if he was finished with his statement.

Joel shook his head, "Not really."

You nodded along, "Good. That makes two of us." His head snapped up at your comments.

"What?" You just nodded again.

"He's pathetic, it's... like, I know we shouldn't judge people, but God..."

Joel's eyebrows scrunched in confusion, "Then why were you laughing so much with him?"

"Because I wanted him to like me."

"Why's that so important to you?"

"Because of Sarah!" You explained, "She really likes him, and I want to leave a good impression on him because I don't want him to maybe treat her differently or whatever just because I wasn't nice to him. I- what, did you think I was flirting with him?"

The oldest Miller stayed quiet. Sometimes no answer is also an answer. And this time it was answer enough for you.

"Joel!" You whined out.

"What?" He looked up at you as you took a step back. "Look at you. You tryna tell me he wouldn't be tryin' something on a beautiful woman like you. You deserve someone like him!"

"Someone like him?"

"Someone young. And good-looking. And Jesus, I don't even wanna know what else," he threw his right hand up in frustration.

"Joel..."

"Look," he stopped you. "I understand it, okay? I don't believe you'd do something like that," he assured you before pointing to his head, "But the guys up here don't get it."

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, slightly concerned, "What?"

He shook his head with a groan, "I don't know..." Joel just couldn't find the right words. He would never accuse you of cheating or leaving him just like that, he got that. But... there was just something...

For a second, the two of you decided to stay silent. But you couldn't bear watching your boyfriend, your life partner, on the bed, sitting in frustration.

"Joel," you started again, taking that one step closer to be in between his legs again, making him look up. "Why would I want a dude in his early twenties that works at a gym just so he can use their stuff for free and brags about having a lonely huge ass apartment, and the only reason he's the coach of a girl's soccer team is because his dad forces him to, otherwise he'd stop paying his rent."

Joel glanced at you bedazzled. Gazing up at you as you returned to raking your fingers through his hair while his hands held onto your outer thighs.

"What?"

You nodded, your lips pressed into a tight line. "That's Ben Miller."

Another wave of silence washed over the two of you before you decided to go one step further.

"Why would I want someone like that when I have a trustful man that is mature, incredibly handsome, one of the funniest people I've ever met, who makes me feel like I might truly be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen." You lowered yourself, placing a knee on each side of him to take a seat in his lap, your fingers never leaving his dark curls. "Who is the most amazing father to a wonderful little girl, has a good job, a house, a well-planned future, who knows how to treat women with respect, who I know would never hurt me in any way," you had started to lock eye with him, "who loves me for me and who makes me the happiest I've ever been." Joel's fingers were digging into the flesh of your ass, making you lean forward just a slight bit more. "Why would I ever want to have someone else?" You let your right pointer finger slowly run over the side of his face. "I couldn't care less about Ben or any other guy like that. They're all the same," you rolled your eyes, making him chuckle. "I love you. And only you. And they can look at me all they want, I only care about one man." You finished your speech before leaning in to place a kiss on his lips that have already been screaming for you. The plan for it to only be a quick peck was quickly thrown out the window when Joel's grip on you tightened, pulling you in as close as he possibly could.

You separated with heavy breaths from both of you.

Joel let go of your ass, his right hand sliding up your back, just a bit. "So," he smirked, "You only wanted me for my house?" The sudden question made you giggle out loud, holding onto his shoulders as you stared into his dark brown eyes.

"Exactly," you nodded.

The oldest Miller let himself enjoy the moment just a bit more as he took in your appearance. No make-up, hair ready for bed, in one of his t-shirts with underwear covering you. Perfect. And all his.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I didn't doubt you, I really didn't. Just...," A heavy sigh fell from his lips. "There are so many young men that you could-"

"Boys," you interrupted him.

"Boys?" He chuckled.

"If they're around my age, they don't deserve the title of a man yet. And I don't need that," you made clear, following him with a smile as well.

Joel dared to look down for a second. "I just..." glancing up, to find your eyes never leaving him, your kind eyes still brightly shining right at him. "I thought about what Tommy used to say about you and his friends fitting together way better than us two-"

"And Tommy better shut his damn mouth if he knows what's good for him," your comment got a chuckle from him in return.

"And your dad wasn't all too happy about us either."

You nodded. "And my dad also cheated on my mom. Twice. You really think I'm gonna take dating advice from him?" He knew your relationship with him was... wobbly.

"I know, I know," he mumbled, his hands now rubbing up and down your body as you snaked your arms around his neck, making sure you had him close to your body.

"I only want you, Joel," you whispered, your eyes passionately interlocked with his as you leaned in for another peck. Your action made him smile, tightening his arms around you too. "And your house," you giggled against his lips. Joel couldn't hold back the chuckle as he let himself fall back into the mattress, pulling you along with him.

joel taglist: @corvusmorte @aniia-x3

pedro taglist: @leslieelainetrask

[hatsunemitskislobotomy]

“°• the good dye young •°”

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a little bit of domestic nanami for the soul ignore the title it’s just the hair dye brand im using (not sponsored), whipped this up based on true events… the events being me currently waiting for my hair as i dye it for the umpteenth time and delusions

y’all i love this man so much it’s not even funny

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“nanamin~ pleeease?” she whined invading his space

“lovely, i told you not to call me that.” he sighed lightly swatting her with his book

he just wanted to start his day off with finally opening one of the books from his massive collection, but of course his needy wife wanted his attention elsewhere. not that he could complain, he loved her with all his heart.

“you let yuji call you that.” she huffed holding his face in her hands as she perched on his lap

“you’re not yuji.” he deadpanned

“oh so you love yuji more than me— i see how it is.” she dramatically sighed as she splayed herself over him

“you’re such a child.”

“well yeah if my competition is one—“

“y/n—“

“im kidding im kidding!” she snickered pressing a chaste kiss to his jaw as he looked less than impressed

“you’re not funny.” he couldn’t stay annoyed with her, her bounciness and more or less lack of a filter made her very refreshing

“it was a little funny.” she pouted as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, humming his disagreement

“you’re gonna give me grey hairs love.” he sighed massaging the crease in his brows

“and you’ll still look very handsome.” she gave him a cheeky smile

he couldn’t help but break his stoic gaze with a soft smile and chuckle, she sighed at the smile that was often only reserved for her— and then she remembered.

“ah! i almost forgot what i was bothering you about!” she snapped back up, knocking his glasses from his face

“y/n..” he frowned

“sorry sorry!” she picked up the glasses before wiping off any smudges on the lenses with her shirt, “i didn’t want to forget what i was gonna ask you again.” she gave him a sheepish smile

“what did you need dear?” he sighed taking the glasses from her hands

“ah! yeah— can you part my hair?”

he blinked once, then again.

“you need me to part your hair?” he repeated as she nodded eagerly

“the underside yes! i can never get a proper part on my own,” she pouted a bit before pulling out a parting comb seemingly out from thin air

“so i need you to do it! pretty please?” she batted her eyelashes

“i don’t mind lovely…” he murmured, plucking the comb from her hands, gently running it through her hair

“but why?”

“oh, i want to dye it!”

he paused his combing, running his fingers through her long locks— he knew she was a bit on the impulsive side but dying her hair out of nowhere?

“y/n… is there any particular reason?” his tone became very serious, he remembered hearing from the students if a woman dyes her hair out of the blue, she must be going through something

“i want something different and pretty.” she hummed looking at her current hair

“but you already are pretty.” he murmured, thoughts running through his head.

was she doing this out of a moment of insecurity? god forbid— did he make her feel inadequate with her natural hair color?

“you’re doing that thing again.”

he was snapped from his thoughts

“huh?”

“that thing where you like get stuck in your head— you furrow your brow and your eyes become all pensive.” she hummed massaging the crease in his brow gently

“when did you become all observant?” he cracked a small smile pressing a kiss to her chin

“excuse you! i’ve always been observant!” she huffed dramatically

“i just happen to talk a lot of nonsense.” she pouted

“true, but i wouldn’t have it any other way my lovely.” he mused peppering her face with kisses

“you’re so corny it’s sickening.” she chuckled

“you love it.”

“i do.”

it fell into a comfortable silence between the two.

“so, what has my darling husband thinking so hard on his day off?” she hummed

he sighed a little.

“did i do anything, to make you feel like you need to change your hair?” he asked her very seriously

she blinked, it wasn’t long before she burst into a fit of giggles.

“im being serious love, you said you wanted to feel pretty— did i do something to make you otherwise?” he gave her a pleading look as she continued to laugh

“oh you poor thing, kento dear— you didn’t do anything.” she continued to laugh, draping herself over him in a hug

“i just wanted a change that’s all! not even that much, im just doing a peekaboo color. im not going all in hence the hair part.” she chuckled softly

he visibly relaxed underneath her as she soothed his worries.

“you’re so sweet to worry, it’s never that serious with me you know that.” she pressed a kiss to the side of his head

and she was right, it usually never was that serious with her. she was a free spirited, unfiltered woman who loved to laugh and smile. many wondered how she was able to chip away at his stoic and cold demeanor when in reality she practically bulldozed her way in, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

she gave him a home and a place to be himself while he grounded her into reality reminding her that someone loved her flaws and all, that was their dynamic and why their love was able to thrive.

“actually— you want to know what would be fun?”

“hmm?”

“if we both dyed our hair! you have the perfect base!”

he immediately pulled away and gave her a look.

“absolutely not.”

“oh please? just the tips?” she started to giggle at her own words

“you are such a child.”

she opened her mouth but he immediately put his hand over it resulting in muffled protests.

“do not do the same joke again—“

she licked his palm and he retracted his hand giving her a look.

“oh come on nanami! think of the possibilities! we can dye it pink or something for like a gender reveal—“

he froze, his hands immediately tightening around her.

“gender reveal— love… are you..?”

her face dropped into a face of mortification at his insinuation.

“oh— god no! seriously? if i was you really think you’d be finding out like this? i can do so much better!” she was offended

his grip on her body didn’t relent as his hands started to trail her stomach.

“there’s nothing in there i promise!” she huffed

“but what if i put one in there?” he murmured, burying his head in her neck

she gave him an incredulous look.

“you better wait until after you help me dye my hair!”

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if you squint you can tell when the fumes start to get to my head lolz

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[sweetest-omens]

okay it’s been discussed a million times but I would like to talk AGAIN about the blocking/body language in the 0401 best man scene [wwdits] [long post]

okay first up, we open on nandor drying guillermo’s hair:

this comes directly after nandor jumping into the water after him to save his life with no hesitation. and then THIS. a complete 180 in their dynamic. right out of the gate all of the erosion of boundaries that was paced so gently in season 3 are completely shattered. but look at the body language!! nandor is still very physically distant. he dries guillermo’s hair with the tips of his fingers and then dumps the towel over his head.

next, we get a bouncy, tentative “how are we feeling?” from nandor

this is so funny to me because he’s standing there doing his little nervous hands, hovering close but still maintaining distance.

I’m gonna skip over the little water bit because it covers a lot of the same bases. devotion through acts of service, role reversal, blah blah blah. but I do want to point out that all of nandor’s devotional gestures are functionally useless (hair still wait, water full of god knows what etc.) but they serve literally only to reassure guillermo that they are an on equal(ish) footing.

okay after that we get the “will you be my best man at my wedding” ft this beautiful baby boy facial expression:

and then:

they are standing... so close. guillermo puts himself in nandor’s personal space by standing up on “you’re getting married!!” but then nandor comes into his personal space with a saucy little “dont be jealous”. I couldn’t quite capture nandor’s mirco-expression after guillermo says “I’m not” but it is RIDICULOUS. a split second of bitchy sulky baby that he very quickly covers up.

anyway. HUG DODGE

sure, nandor refusing guillermo’s physical affection is a gag throughout the series. but usually nandor calls it out verbally. this, he just avoids, and then...

straight across the room to give the camera this look. I know it doesn’t look like much here but it is a distinct, sheepish(?) glance to the camera, and then he looks away. he deliberately has his back to guillermo to hide a series of small flickers in his facial expression. [also just really noticing how beautiful his outfit is here *cher voice* can we get a little commotion for the dress?]

and then he reveals his reason for wanting to get married: he’s been lonely. now, I know this has also been a theme through the series, nandor being unlucky in love. but a marriage within the month is a big step. what’s changed? guillermo being absent in his life, that’s what! what’s going to fill the guillermo-shaped hole in his life? oh, a romantic partner! a wife! good thinking, nandor!

the thing is, I don’t think either of them have the will or the words to discuss the massive shift in their dynamic. they are trying frantically to express it, but failing at every turn (this is why the closer they get, the more physical fights they have). but I really, really want to talk about the way their emotional connection manifests in the blocking for this scene:

HELLO! the closeness of the best man declaration with them literally inches apart, followed by the chasm of emotional distance that nandor creates with the absent wife. and its actually guillermo that rounds to the other side of the coffin. I mean, guillermo is very vulnerable in this scene. he’s in nothing but a little robe, and dishevilled and nandor has just saved his life. but this is the only time he seeks protection for himself in the form of a physical barrier between them. (also it being a coffin, and the unfulfilled promise of vampirism that is the true barrier between them).

I know this has all been said a hundred times before. but I rewatched this scene and was struck by how big the emotions are and how they affect both characters physically. also I apologise endlessly for my shitty little screenshots idk how to gif. BUT please go back and rewatch the scene for all of nandor’s heartwrenching microexpressions. there’s one that the camera barely catches when he’s got his back to guillermo and it drives me insane let me see his whole FACE. anyway <3

[coltrainbat]

Ok I have request where Chris Evans got nominated by a random movie. His florist or highschool teacher, reader was there to support him. He decided to propose to her in front of the celebs and everyone watching on tv

Happiest Man Alive

A/N: Sorry, I couldn't think of anything worse than being proposed to on international television. I’d say no out of pure angst of being asked like that. Sorry Chrissy. But this is still very cute! Hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: All characters and events written, even those based on real people are entirely fictional and are no representation or comment of said characters in real life.

Chris came into your shared bedroom, holding a zipped-up dress bag. 

 “It cameee.” He sang hovering over you in the bed. 

 “What came?” 

 “Your dress. For the Oscars this Saturday remember?”  

“What! Chris, I told you I was just gonna wear that black one in my closet, it’s perfectly fine.”

 “Yeah, I know, it’s a great dress but it’s dull. You weren’t made to blend into the crowd and besides I wanted to treat you.”  

You got up and took the bag from his hand. The dress felt heavy in your hand, and you wondered what he would of picked out. 

 “What if it doesn’t fit?”

 “I doubt it, was custom made to your measurements.” He smirked at you.

 “Chris! That would have costed hundreds if not thousands of dollars you can’t spend that much on me.”  

“Yeah, well too late I already did now come on go try it on!” Shoving you into your wardrobe and closing the door behind him.

 “I’m not opening this door until you put the dress on.”

 You sighed, hanging it up on the hook, you slowly unzipped the bag.

 You gasped when you glimpsed the first detail. 

 It was beautiful. The sheer body-hugging fabric was garnished in individual hand stitched flowers, embossed onto the dress. Each one different from the next sewed all the way to the floor and on the sleeves. 

(This dress but LONG)

Slowly, you took it off the hanger, stepping into the gown. 

 “I need some help with the zipper.” You called out to Chris

 He opened the door, frozen in his step when he saw you in it.

 “Wow.” He breathed out in whisper.

 Pulling your hair to the side, you turned your back on him. “A little help please.”

 “Of course, yeah… sorry.”

 His warm hands made contact with the skin of your back, pulling the zipper upwards smoothly. 

 “Perfect fit.” He whispered in your ear, turning you towards the mirror to look at yourself properly.

 “Florals for my florist.” He grinned

 “Chris, this is beautiful I don’t know what to say.”

 “Thank you is a good start.” He chuckled.

 You turned around to face him. Embracing him in a kiss. 

 “Thank you.” You whispered on his lips.

 “It’s my pleasure… really.” His hands delicately grasping your hips. 

 “Hair and makeup are coming at 2, and I booked you in to get your nails done tomorrow at 4. Keep it simple yeah?”

 “You’re doing too much Christopher.”

 “Nonsense nothing is ever too much for my girl.” Closing the space between your lips once more.

You finally got to look at yourself all done up in the mirror. Your hair in a bouncy blowout falling on your shoulders, your makeup done in a way where you looked flawless, yet your natural features stood out. 

 You were kind of shocked Chris chose such a neutral tone for your nails seeing as he usually loved your standard red shade, but you assumed it was a fashion choice to match the dress better. 

 “Hey, baby the car’s out front are you read-”

 “Jesus.” It was his second time seeing you in the dress, but he was equally blown away as the first time. He stood there just admiring you for a moment, beaming like an idiot as he let out the breath, he didn’t realize he was holding in. 

 You looked beautiful everyday of course. But knowing that today was the day and that he was staring at the woman he was going to make his wife heightened his appreciation of you. 

 You and Chris met while he was buying flowers for Lisa at your store in midtown Boston. He spent 2 hours pretending to find “the perfect bouquet” just so he could watch and listen to you talk about flowers endlessly. He was enamored by you. The fact you had your own thriving business, the way your hair at the top of your head tied up with random ribbon, how knowledgeable you were about different types of flowers and all the possible color and breed combinations. 

 He knew one day he was gonna make you his… for good.

 After the wild carpet walk in which cameras flashed everywhere and reports kept asking you about your custom gown, complimenting the stunning and relevant choice for a florist. Chris led you into the grand hall.

 “You ok honey?” His hand pulling you closer by your waist.

 “Yeah, I just don’t think I’ve ever gotten that much attention on the carpet, Jesus.” You puffed out a breath, running your hairs through your hair.

 “Told ya you weren’t mean to blend in.” He winked at you.

 “Come on we are sitting over here.”

 The night went on as you drank and ate, mingling with people at your table and clapping when winners and nominees were announced. 

 It was coming up to “Best Actor in A Short Film” Chris instantly got nervous, his hand instinctively going to your thigh. 

 While he didn’t know if he was going to win, he knew he was going homme with his most prized possession tonight you. The ring box secured in his jacket pocket. He was planning to take you on a walk down at the pier after and propose to you there.  

 He had been working with Mark on this short film for ages. It was his second time directing and acting and he was incredibly proud of the result. The Oscar’s nomination in itself was a massive acknowledgement of his hard work. 

 The camera panned over the Chris who gave a small wave as Jimmy Kimmel announced the nominees one by one.

 “And the Oscar for Best Actor in A Short Film goes to…” Slowly opening the envelope. 

 You leaned over to Chris whispering to him,

 “It’s going to be you.”

 “No, it’s not.” He brushed over your comment.

 “CHRIS EVANS.” Announced Jimmy

 The crowd roared and stood in applause as Chris was announced. 

 He immediately embraced you in a hug.

 “Congrats baby!” You cheered.

 “Come with me.” He whispered to you.

 “Chris, I cant!”

 “Yes you can come on.” 

 Chris lead you by your hand through the crowd reciprocating high fives and cheers as went.  He stood in his tuxedo on the stage, accepting his golden statue. You to the side, a little nervous but beaming with pride and excitement. 

 Thank you, Thank you so much for this. Ya know this project was a vision I had with Mark Kassen and none of it would have been possible without the incredible cast and crew who had helped us not only make this vision come to life, but better than we thought it could be. 

 There are so many people I have to thank for this award but honestly, I wouldn’t been up here or even be performing to the level I did, without the encouragement and support of my beautiful girlfriend, Y/N.

 The camera panned on you as you blew a kiss with your hand.

 And you know, I wasn’t planning on doing this now, but I want everyone here tonight and the folks watching on TV; Hi mom, Hi dad, Hi Y/N’s parents! To know, while this award is amazing, I still would have gone home happy tonight without it, because tonight, I am going to ask a very special girl to marry me.

 A gasp fell over the crowd. 

 Hang on, hang on I need to do this properly, Jimmy you mind holding this? Thanks bro.

 He got on one knee, up on stage, in front of thousands of people, but his eyes were firmly on you. 

 “Y/N, you have made me a better man and I have been hopelessly in love with you since the day I met you. Will you do me the honor of being your husband.” 

He pulled the box out from his pocket presenting the glistening diamond ring.

“Omg.” Your hand flew to your agape mouth. 

“Say yes!” The crowd heckled. 

 “Yes, a thousand times, yes.” He stood up, pulling you into a kiss, his grip raising you above ground as he pulled you into his arms. 

 “Well folks looks like tonight just got even better. Congratulations to the happy couple!” 

 Jimmy spoke to the mic. As cheers grew at what was sure to be one of the most iconic Oscar moments. 

[crissiebaby]

Room For Three (A Dreamcaster Spin-Off)

DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, masturbation/diaper sex, humiliation, bondage, domination, tickling, anal play, and other ABDL themes. This is a spin-off of my series, The Dreamcaster. If you want to see more of these characters in action, Click Here to check out the full series on DeviantArt! I hope you enjoy!

Commissioned By: Clearlyadumme

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Waddling through the narrow and elaborately decorated hotel hallway, Jane blushed as she clung to the arm of her wife, Sarah, and listened to the symphony of crinkles that echoed through the tight space. All the while, her focus was divided between looking up at her wife’s face and the world around her, which was filled with people moving about their day. “Are we almost to the room, Mommy?” she said, more than ready to get out of view of the public for a little while.

“Yes, my impatient, little cutie. What? Tired of showing off your padded rump to everyone?” teased Sarah, winding her arm back and giving Jane a big smack on her diapered buttocks This instantly left Jane swooning, forcing her to grip Mommy's arm tighter to keep from falling to her knees.

Once or twice a year, Sarah would be lucky enough to score a business trip that would afford the two of them a free getaway. Sure, having to wait for Sarah in the hotel room while she got her work done was always a bore but being out of their typical environment allowed them to feel a bit more adventurous when it came to public kink play. After all, it wasn’t like they were going to see anyone they knew.

Moreover, after the crazy year Jane had, nothing sounded better than living it up on room service and sightseeing for a few days. It was hard to believe that only a few months ago, she was caught in the middle of a harrowing adventure where everything she imagined turned into reality for better or worse thanks to a magic ring. Several blushy diaper changes and one genie fight later, she’d come out of the situation with a new, braver outlook on life. Unfortunately, her journey to the edge of time and back had also left her with complete incontinence; a parting gift from the universe for all the trouble she caused.

Thankfully, Jane had Sarah and her coworker, Rebecca to help make sure her diaper stayed fresh as often as possible. It’s funny but even without a magic ring with world-altering abilities, she still managed to score the life of her dreams, having both a Mommy and a Miwth Webecca to take care of her. Coincidentally enough, Rebecca was also planning a trip this weekend, though her plans appeared far more tropical based on the swimwear that Rebecca had ordered to the office.

Speaking of things that Rebecca had ordered, Jane had received a little parting gift for vacation from her colleague, which Sarah was quick to put to use. That being the buzzy butt plug that was lovingly tucked away inside Jane’s rear with the diaper ensuring it stayed right where it was. Sadly, the situation was as unbearable as it was pleasurable as Sarah kept the toy humming away at one of its lowest speeds, keeping Jane on edge at all times without giving her enough to finish the job. The constant pleasure pings that raptured her body made her knees feel weaker than they already were, increasing her need for the sanctuary of a hotel room.

Thankfully, Jane’s wait was finally over as they came to a stop in front of the door to their room. She eagerly bounced on her toes as she watched Sarah pull out the key card and unlock the door before ushering her baby girl inside.

“Such a bouncy baby girl,” remarked Sarah, snickering as she placed her hands on Jane’s hips and sent her flying onto the bed. The impact instantly had Jane moaning as the plug was wedged inside her further, “Already moaning for Mommy? We haven’t even unpacked yet, my everything.”

Flopping over on the bed, Jane wheezed as she came down from the sudden spike in pleasure. She was so pent up that just being tossed onto the bed nearly brought her to climax. It appeared as though this vacation was starting off on the best foot forward.

However, Jane’s good mood was instantly put on pause as she rolled over on the bed, her attention centering on the wide open doorway that led to the neighboring room. “Sarah, can you close that? I don’t want someone walking in and seeing me,” she said, grabbing the edge of the blanket and covering her lower half with it, “Why is it even open? Should we call down and ask about it?”

“Oh, I don’t think that’d be necessary. We wouldn’t want to frighten off our guest, would we?” said Sarah, giving Jane a wink before cupping a hand around her mouth and calling out through the door, “Oh, Miss Rebecca! Your next patient is here to see you.”

Before Jane could react, Rebecca stepped out from around the corner of the neighboring hotel room and crossed over into theirs. She was wearing form-fitting, black silk lingerie that had Jane drooling in a fraction of a heartbeat. “I did tell you I was taking a trip too, didn’t I? I guess I shouldn’t be surprised a baby like you couldn’t put that together,” she said as she sashayed up to where Jane was perched and booped her on the nose.

“Wuh? Huh? When did-? What?!” shouted Jane, her already fried brain not having anywhere close to enough fuel to comprehend what was happening. She frantically looked back and forth between Sarah and Rebecca, feeling her kitten growing moist with excitement all the while.

Stripping down to her bra and panties, Sarah began changing into her own pair of matching lingerie as she monologued to Jane what was going to happen, “Sorry, I forgot to mention it. I asked Rebecca to babysit you while I attend my mandatory conference meetings. Starting tomorrow morning, she’s going to take your cutie patootie all around the city. I’ll be staying up to date with a constant stream of photos, of course. Doesn’t that sound so fun?”

“F-Fun’s a word for it,” stuttered Jane as she gazed into the eyes of two very hungry doms. She backed until she was pressed against the bed’s headboard as if her brief retreat provided her with increased odds of escaping, something that everyone in the room knew she didn’t want to do anyway. By the time Sarah was finished getting into her sexy bedroom attire, her head was spinning a thousand miles a minute.

Advancing on their prey like the predators they were, Sarah and Rebecca wasted no time getting down to business. In a matter of minutes, they had rigged up four cuffs on each corner of the mattress and were dutifully attaching those restraints to each of Jane’s limbs, only pulling them tight once all four were in place.

Cemented against the bed and unable to do nothing but squirm, Jane was quivering like a frightened doe caught in between two of the hottest headlights imaginable. Part of her wondered if this scenario was somehow Crissie’s doing but she knew deep down that her own horny decision-making had brought this on. Biting her lip, she allowed herself to let go of her usual inhibition and give into the heat of the moment, “Habe I been a bad giwl, Mommy?”

“Oh, yes, indeed. Bad, filthy, and very horny from what I’ve heard,” said Sarah, leaning down on the bed as she lowered her mouth to Jane’s ear, “And last time I checked, I didn’t give you permission to be any of those things.” She chomped down on her front teeth hard to punctuate her sentence, soaking in Jane’s arousingly startled reaction. Taking the remote to Jane’s buzzy booty toy in her hand, she gingerly stroked the plus button in full view of Jane.

Nodding her head up and down rapidly, all sense of reality had been lost on Jane. With how undeniably horny she was, she didn’t care what Sarah and Rebecca did to her. She just wanted to be used like the diapered fuck toy she was. “P-Please…gimme more…” she said, pleading for her Mommy to make a good girl out of her.

“Anything for you, my greedy lil’ baby,” said Sarah, clamping her thumb down on the button and causing Jane’s butt plug to jolt with intensity. Having been primed for several hours now by her vibrator’s dull hum, the immediate uptick was akin to watching an event horizon at the center of a black hole. Her back arched upward as she tugged against her restraints, proving to her two caregivers that she wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

Crawling from the foot of the bed up to Jane’s torso, Rebecca plopped herself down against the pillow, watching with heated excitement as Sarah mirrored her actions, climbing into bed on the opposite side of Jane’s short body. “So, you come here often?” she joked as she glanced over at Sarah.

“Absolutely! This is my favorite place for a meal, after all,” said Sarah, running her hand along the inside of Jane’s thigh before mooshing it against Jane’s soaked diaper front, ensuring her euphemism did not go unnoticed, “Though before we dig in, I do love to start with some appetizers.” She leaned off the bed and grabbed something from her bag of goodies below, returning with a pair of long, pure white feathers.

Accepting one of the feathers graciously, Rebecca held it up over her head thinking to herself how she’d never seen such a pristine feather in her life. It was as if someone had plucked them from a bird just moments before Sarah had taken them out. “Is this a personal favorite of yours?” she asked playfully, twirling the feather around in her hand.

“Just something I picked up during the last visit to our favorite sex shop. I assume I don’t have to tell you how to use that,” said Sarah, providing Rebecca with an unnecessary demonstration as she ran the soft feather down the center of Jane’s stomach, eliciting a shriek of pleasure from her Little.

As the feather lifted off of her body, Jane looked as though she had seen the pearly gates of heaven only to be pulled back to Earth with extreme velocity. Every inch of her body quivered for more, desiring to be used to bring pleasure to both her adoring caregivers.

And pleasure themselves they did as Sarah and Rebecca wasted no time dragging the light-weight feathers up and down Jane’s sultry body. It didn’t take long to locate and dominate each of Jane’s weakest points, attacking them without mercy. What few hairs existed on Jane’s body were standing at attention as bolts of electricity both drained and fueled her simultaneously. As the feathers’ touches grew more and more intense, so too did Jane’s vibrator, with Sarah gleefully and deviously revving up its speed. 

“Enjoying yourself, my everything?” said Sarah tauntingly, running her feather under Jane’s neck while she asked. She cozied up next to her wife, nibbling on her ear as she traced the feather around her exposed nipples, “It’s so nice that the body houses so many erogenous zones, isn’t it, my everything?” 

“Mmmmmuh! AhHH!” moaned Jane, too far gone to form words, much less a complete sentence. After only a couple of minutes, the restraints holding Jane’s body in place became wholly unnecessary as the muscles in her arms, legs, and core all gave out thanks to the numerous orgasms she achieved. Not that it stopped her from climaxing more beyond that point. Laying in the center of the bed with her jaw slack and her breath shaking, her mind had hit such a euphoric peak that waves of pleasure merely rolled off her at this point like a reef of coral remaining stationary at the bottom of the ocean and letting the water filter through it. Speaking of water…

*hsssssssssssss!*

It was only a matter of time before so much tickling resulted in a gushy accident. Jane’s face twisted itself into a crooked smile as she emptied her bladder while cumming at the same time, linking the two together in a moment of glorious release.

“Uh oh, maybe we should’ve given you a diaper change ahead of time,” said Rebecca, snickering as she watched Jane’s already sagging diaper expand in all directions. She bit her lip as she pressed her hand into Jane’s squishy padding, feeling the warmth of fresh urine surrounding her hand.

Catching what Rebecca was up to out of the corner of her eye, Sarah decided that this was the perfect moment to strike against her switchy partner in crime. “Is that so…” she said, responding to Rebecca’s idle statement as she wrapped her hand around her neck and pulled her in for a spicy kiss, keeping an eye on Jane to make sure her baby girl saw every second of a passionate makeout session. Now within striking range, she curled her hand up under Rebecca’s mini-dress, becoming drenched in seconds by Rebecca’s love nectar on contact, “...or perhaps you’re the one who should’ve gotten a change in advance.

Rebecca was doomed from the moment her lips locked with Sarah’s. Propped up on her knees, she collapsed onto the bed next to Jane as Sarah released her, still feeling the ghost of Sarah’s hand caressing her vagina. As she watched Sarah round the bed to where she was laying, she wasn’t certain whether she was more nervous or excited about the prospect of ending up in the same position Jane had. Her mind was soon made up for her, though, as Sarah pulled out a fresh diaper and began unfolding it on the bed mere inches from Rebecca’s moist crotch.

Rolling her head across the fluffy pillow, a soft smile grew on Jane’s face as she watched her dear colleague, who only minutes prior was a dominant force to be reckoned with, was reduced to infant status. She giggled as Rebecca’s damp panties were discarded, soon replaced by something that offered far more protection. “Miwth Webecca is jus Webecca now,” she cooed, watching Rebecca’s face turn redder with every chuckle.

With the powder and lotion being applied in the blink of an eye, Rebecca was almost in shock over how efficient Sarah was when it came to diaper changes. It usually took her four or five times as long to get Jane up and moving again at the office. Clearly, she still had a long way to go.

“There, now we won’t have any more accidents this weekend. Follow me, Missy Webecca” said Sarah as she guided Rebecca to the foot end of the bed and positioned her so that she was in between Jane’s spread legs, “You wanted to play with Jane’s diaper, didn’t you? Go on and play then.”

Parked on the opposite side of the bed as Rebecca, Jane watched with a dazed expression as Rebecca began kneading her diaper like a baker would with a mound of dough. “Mmmmmm! M-Mo,” she stuttered, begging Rebecca to touch her more fiercely as what she was receiving was nowhere near enough to clear another climax.

“Didn’t you hear your play partner? She said more,” said Sarah, placing her hands on the sides of Rebecca’s arms and forcing her to move faster. Even that wasn’t enough though, as before long, she could feel Rebecca slowing down, lacking the same stamina Sarah had from years of being a Big, “Don’t quit now. My baby asked for more.” Feeling a rush of dominant energy coursing through her veins, she shifted her hands to Rebecca’s shoulder and the back of her head before plunging her forward at a speed far too quick for Rebecca to react to.

*MOOOOOSH!*

“MMMMmMMMH!” moaned Rebecca as her senses were engrossed by the base of Jane’s squelchy diaper. She smelled Jane’s soppy pampers several times during changes but never had she gotten her face close to a used nappy before. The putrid aroma was as intoxicating as it was overwhelming, causing her body to go limp against Jane’s diaper and the bed with her rear slumped over the edge.

Too tantalizing to pass up, Sarah ran her perfectly manicured nails across Rebecca’s diaper as she crossed over to her bag of goodies and retrieved a small, wooden paddle. Sadly, she wasn’t able to bring her big one on the trip but it was handy to have a travel-sized one for such an occasion. “What’s this? Tired already? Don’t worry, I have something that should keep you going,” she said, landing the first of many smacks against Rebecca’s rear. This instantly got Rebecca up and moving again as her face nuzzled into Jane’s diaper with every impact.

Once Rebecca was moving at a speed she was satisfied with, Sarah stepped back and admired her handiwork, biting her lip longingly as she watched Rebecca go to town on Jane’s diaper while Jane continued to melt away with every orgasm that hit her. Grabbing the remote to Jane’s butt plug, she cranked it up all the way to full speed before tossing it aside. She wouldn’t be needing it for the rest of the night.

“Ya know, I would’ve brought another helping hand if I had known I’d be looking after two babies,” said Sarah as she sat down on the bed next to Jane and cupped her cheeks, “Don’t worry, Mommy has more than enough love to give to both of you.” She brought her lips down on Jane’s and jammed her tongue inside her mouth, amplifying the passion that she had shown previously in her kiss with Rebecca. 

Lock in place by both Sarah and Rebecca’s lips, Jane was thrown into such a deep, horny Little Space that words no longer mattered. However, while she may not have known what Sarah was saying, she could certainly feel her love with each kiss and twitch of her hands as they explored her tiny body. She didn’t know what else Sarah had up her sleeve for this weekend trip but if it was anything like how things were kicking off, both she and Rebecca would be stumbling into work on wobbly legs come Monday morning.

THE END.

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[cherryc1nnam0n]

Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 2: Your new life begins

Chapter cw: None really, fluff and Loki and Reader being a flirt, sexual tension, self indulgence

Loki left you in your huge room, taking in the size and space around you, you awed at it, you could get used to it.

"Well this is nice" you sat on the bed, it was so soft and comfortable, bouncy too, you already loved it

Then you remembered your things, you wanted to go for them so opened one of the doors and walked out, soon you were met with Loki, you smiled at him and he furrowed his brows

"The door was open so I just walked out... Or was I supposed to yell for someone to open it? I don't know how this goes" you scratched your head

He sighed "No, I left it open in case you needed anything, do you?"

"Oh yes I do! My things! My little things I have" you said

Your bag was on a table so he just gave it to you "I tried to reset your tablet but it was already empty, so I just got the tracker disabled and got it connected to the internet if you even use it"

You gasped grabbing it "So I can use it?" He nodded "I can finally watch YouTube without my mom yelling at me..." He was staring at you "My mom didn't like me having any pastimes, or entertainment, she took my TV, she didn't take this away because I hid it, but never used it"

He made a face of, makes sense, as to why it was empty, you grinned and hugged him, making him go rigid

"Thank you sir" you walked away but he stopped you

"Have you eaten anything?"

You shook your head "No sir, I left my house when my mom was getting screamed at by my dad"

"Are you hungry?" You nodded "Dinner will be at your room shortly

"Did you already eat?" He chuckled, you were worried for him?

"Yes I did, tomorrow we can have breakfast together if that's what worries you" you smiled shyly at him "Go, dinner will be there for you"

"Thank you sir" you walked away and opened an account on YouTube, finally getting to watch Markiplier after all these years of missing out on content

"Hello everybody my name is Markiplier and welcome back to Five Nights at Freddy's 3..."

Loki just stared at you and chuckled to himself

"She's special... Poor thing..." he then walked to his office, where all his orders were usually taken and made, his personal assistant, Natasha was waiting for him

"Are you certain you want to keep her sir? She seems... unstable"

He glared at the redhead "Don't talk about her like that Natasha know your place, she will be my new wife, the one I've been looking for, that's why sh'e here isn't she?" The woman nodded "It just so happens that she actually wants to stay, everything goes according to plan, now about her parents, arrange it so it looks like a homocide and suicide, they can't take her away from me"

"Done sir, what about an allyby for the girl?" He thought for a moment

"Make it so she was found dead, put a burn body some miles away and we'll make it seem it's her" The woman nodded again "Done sir, I also started working on her papers, this is her new passport and ID, just what you asked for"

"Great job Romanoff, you ca leave now" he sat back in his chair, admiring the fake ID with your face on it, you were pretty. Winnyfred Black., Y/n's new name... Obviously he would continue to call you your name in private, it was a beautiful name.

The next morning...

A knock on your door made you turn in bed, then the door opened "Lady Y/n" it was a female voice "Master Loki is awaiting for you for breakfast" you opened an eye and saw a smiling face, it was a girl with tanned skin, hispanic maybe?

"Who are you?" You asked sitting up

"My name is Selenne, your personal maid" the girl smiled at you "If you wish to have someone else it's completely okay"

"I've never had a maid... Thank you, you're more than okay"

Soon you made your way to the dinning area, were there was a huge table with all sorts of food on it, Loki was at the head of it, waiting for you just how Selenne the maid told you.

You were sat next to him, he smiled fondly

"How did you sleep?"

"Well, could ssy it was the best sleep I've had in years" You said enthusiastically "You?"

"I don't sleep much, but I'm alright" he answered and you furrowed your brows, not questioning him though

"Brother! Good morn-oh?" A loud voice startled you, a big blond man appeared out of nowhere "Hello, you must be Lady Y/n, I'm Thor, Loki's older brother" he offered you his hand which you shook awkardly

"Yeah, that's me" you smiled, he sat down and started stuffing his face with food, Loki cleared his throat and the man looked up

"Oh my apologies, I'm starving" you giglgled and started eating, Loki rolled his eyes at his brother

"After you're done here I want you to meet me at the living area, I have to talk with you and there's something we have to settle."

You nodded and continued eating.

After your food was done you were stood up and taken to the area Loki told you to, your maid was leading you there so you just followed behind her, finally there you sat down on the sofa, waiting for him.

"Alright" he said sitting down next to you "First of all, we have to set some rules okay?" You nodded, giving him your full attention "First, you can be around the whole mansion, explore it, it's your's too from now on, just don't go into my office without my permission" another nod "Second, this is your ID now, don't lose it" he gave you the card

"What kind of name is Winnyfred...?" he just scoffed

"Third, you can go out all you want, just let me know before you do... Forth, these are your cards, they're linked to my accounts so I will see all of what you buy with them, there's no limit." He winked at you, you slightly blushed, you didn't really mind material stuff but if he gave them to you, why not use them?

You nevr had anything nice, your dad would barely keep you clothed and your tablet? That one you stole it, that's why it was empty, not that Loki needed to know the truth about that.

"And lastly, I want us to meet each other, I will be honest with you, I am growing older and the reason why I let you stay is so I can finally find love and well, hopefully have a baby" You nodded, looking into his eyes "So I will do everything I can to make you fall in love with me, you're safe here, no one will come get you, no one will find you, from now on, you're the owner of all of this, what you want gets done, and most importantly, you're mine now..." He grabbed your hand, placing a kiss there "And I'm your's"

"Yes sir..."

[angelsquid]

kpop recap of 2023! ✨️

tagged by @starlostastronaut thanks 😘😘 (I really do have fun with these games and its get me so excited)

groups you started stanning?

Still don't know what stanning means even after googling it. I kind of just listen to whatever gets my attention. I didn't have the time or energy after finishing uni to get into different groups in 2023.

new ult biases?

Lee know... Now it's just Yugyeom and Lee Know battling it out for space in my head

idol(s) who got the most of your simping?

OT8 Stray Kids

Yugyeom from GOT7 (His music and fashion style just JUST OHGODIHGO)

Seonghwa from Ateez (Because of his genderless approach to fashion)

Ricky from ZB1 (Because of videos of him always serving face)

most streamed group(s)?

Stray Kids, NewJeans, 0WAVE and GOT7 <3

most streamed soloist(s)?

GOT7 solo stuff

Mostly been working through Youngjaes EP Do IT, next on the backlog is Marks Fallin', and Bambams Sour & Sweet album. I try to take my time with albums and other body of works.

top kpop song(s) of this year (opinion or streaming, you choose)

This is so hard because there was so many bangers in 2023. I'll just list the top songs not in any order

Super Shy by NewJeans

Perfect Night by LE SSERAFIM

Queencard by (G)I-DLE

Superbowl by Stray Kids

top debut this year

I didn't keep up with any debuts but the ones who caught my attention was Kiss of Life, xikers and ZB1

choreographies you learned

I'm not a dancer so I've only learnt the choruses or challenge parts. You know just in case someone plays the song randomly I gotta be prepared. I mostly just learnt the dances to entertain me and my friends during long uni work sessions. I don't remember them well nor do I dance them well. I learnt a lot and it made me a little bit more interested in learning how to dance so maybe I'll explore that this year 💃🕺

Killin' Me Good, You Calling My Name, Gum, Happily Ever After, Party O'Clock, LALALALA, Fact Check, Fast Forward, Perfect Night, Super Bowl, Love Me Like This (because of Binnie), Do Not Touch, ICKY, CAKE, Super Shy, Queencard, Fighting, S-Class, Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard's wife, Bouncy, Easy, Do It, Fallin'

albums/merchandise you bought

This year I only bought one album and I was still broke.

It was the 5-Star Album! I pre-ordered it after seeing all the hype and I pulled Lee know focused stuff and Minsung PC inside. I got I.N as my POB but I ruined it 😭 it got damaged from my stupid PC holder

Other merch I got was from the SKZ concert back in Feb. I got the hoodie and shirt

Some lomo cards, photobooth birthday events, cupsleeve freebies and one of my besties bought me idol pokemon cards from a convention. They got me a holographic Leebit, I.N, Yugyeom and Changbin ☺️

oh and off brand skzoo lol I’ll put a photo of them somewhere.

new kpop mutuals you made?

All the mutuals I have are new as I only started using tumblr in 2023. They all have pretty blogs and I’m still a little too scared to talk to them and wont tag them in this part 🫣

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Tags for funsies @forlix @lixie-phoria

[fratboykate]

Does baby daddy in stepmom AU ever get cool with Yelena, or at least tolerate her for the sake of Ri and Kate? Or does he just grow to despise her more after she marries Kate and they have two more kids? Also how long are they dating before they tie the knot

Children's laughter echoes and bounces off the walls of the cheery events space. There are slides, ball pits, swings, monkey bars, and bouncy castles. The expansive back wall is covered with a decal of a cartography map and at the center of it, there's a table with goodie boxes, a sensational tiered cake decorated with flags from across the planet, and a world globe crowned with the number “9” as a topper. Above the cake table lives an elegant balloon arch that forms Ereka’s name with balloons printed with flags and world maps.

Ereka has become weirdly obsessed with geography as of late and decided she wanted a “global-themed” birthday party. It was a head-scratcher, but the party planner made it happen. Ultimately they decide that the decoration and the food should take you on a worldwide trip. This is a no-expenses-spared birthday party and it looks and feels as such. 

Upon returning to New York, Yelena switched her focus to Environmental Law. Having worked for the oil industry for years, she has insider knowledge that makes her an invaluable asset to her firm. This means Yelena moved up the ranks at breakneck speed and earns almost five times as much money as she did when she met Kate, which was already six figures. They are financially comfortable to the point that on more than one occasion, Yelena tells Kate she can quit her job if she wants to stay home with the kids.

A heavily pregnant Kate buzzes around the room, making conversation with hoity-toity moms while Yelena sits at the head family table nursing a gin and tonic. Yelena would rather have an ear chopped clean off than be forced to make small talk with any of the adults in attendance. Especially the pretentious parents from the elite private school Yelena can now afford to enroll Ereka in. Kate knows that, so as soon as guests begin pouring in, she procures her wife a drink, plants her on a seat, kisses her, instructs her to be good, and disappears. Kate would drop by every half hour or so to bring the older woman a fresh drink and ensure she hasn’t hung herself from the scaffolding yet, but besides that, Yelena hasn’t interacted with anyone.

Kate runs her hands over her eight-month belly, glances over to the head table mid-conversation, and offers Yelena a smile. Yelena returns the sign of affection with earnest warmth. Kate notices Yelena’s drink is almost empty and mouths “another one?”. Before Yelena can nod in response, she catches something in her peripheral vision and her face sours. Tom has walked in. Kate turns to see what upset the blonde. She excuses herself from the group and walks towards her ex-husband. After a brief exchange, she takes the sizable gift the man is holding and points him to where Yelena sits. It’s the family table, after all. Kate walks in the opposite direction and heads to the gift table.

Instead of immediately approaching Yelena, Tom makes a pit stop at the open bar. After a few minutes, he’s en route to Yelena and sits at the opposite end of the table, as far from her as possible. Everyone else is mingling or eating off the snacks and desserts table, so it’s just the two of them. No one to play interference.

“You’re late.”

“Train was late.”

“Three hours?”

“I don’t need to explain myself to you. I’m here.”

They exist in silence, sipping their drinks, doing their best to ignore the other’s presence. Yelena peeks over to find Tom shamefully devouring Kate with his eyes. In his mind, one can hardly blame him seeing as it cannot be denied that Kate looks remarkably astonishing today. Something about being pregnant suits her.

"Can you stop leering at my wife? It's creepy."

"She was my wife first."

"'Was' being the key word in that sentence."

"You know she let me fuck her while you were in Russia, right? A lot. All the time."

Yelena grips the clear plastic cup in her hand with such force she's surprised it doesn't crack.

"And I had to fly all the way back so she could start coming again."

Tom scoffs and takes a swig of his beer.

"What? With a little plastic fake dick?"

“You’re such an insecure manbaby. My god. You haven’t been together for years. You were a sentient vibrator to her. Get over it. She moved on. She’s happy. Let it go.”

“Yeah, well…at least that one is actually my kid. Your "wife" got knocked up by some random dude who jizzed into a cup and then she got the thing turkey basted into her.”

“At least that one wasn’t an accident. We wanted it. You just don’t know how to put a fucking condom on. There’s only one way to do it. How do you fuck that up? Shows how much of a moron you are.”

Tom slams his beer bottle on the floor, forcing it to shatter instantly. He jumps to his feet, kicks his chair back, sending it flying, and rushes to Yelena. Yelena stands and closes the distance, meeting him halfway. The entire party comes to a grinding halt.

Eerie silence.

Everyone stares at them.

Yelena and Tom are millimeters away, shallowly breathing their hot breaths onto the other's skin, merely waiting to see who will take the first swing. Begging for the other to do it, to finally have an excuse to let out four years of pent-up frustration.

Kate double-times over and pushes them apart, speaking low but firmly, trying not to make this a bigger deal than it already is. She grits her words through her teeth.

"Hey. Hey! I don't know what's going on, and frankly, I don't wanna know. You, back over there. You, over there. Now." Neither of them moves. Kate turns to her wife and glares at her with penetrating fury. "Go."

Yelena backs down, pivots, and plops onto her chair. Tom also walks away. When they do, it's as if someone pressed "play" on the party again and everything resumes as it was before. 

Tom picks up his chair from the floor, slams it on the ground, and sits. Kate stands, arms crossed over her stomach, shaking her head, heated. After an extended and tense period of silence between them, Kate speaks.

"You couldn't put your ego aside for a few hours for the sake of your daughter and that's embarrassing. Not for her or me but for the two of you. You should be ashamed." Kate stands in silence for another prolonged moment. "Go home."

Yelena whips her head to look at her wife.

"What?"

"I don't want either of you here. I need you to leave."

"Kate, that's crazy. We haven't sung happy birthday. We haven't done pictures yet." Yelena argues.

"And you don't deserve to be in those after what you just did."

"Fuck that. I'm not leaving my baby's birthday." Tom fights back.

"You either leave willingly, or I have you escorted out. You choose."

"Babe, you can't be serious."

"Yelena, go home. I'll see you tonight. I'm not asking again."

After a drawn-out wordless beat, Yelena stands and makes the extensive walk to the venue door. Kate now turns her attention to Tom.

"I'm not leaving. You can bitch her around, but not me. It's my kid's birthday. I'm not going anywhere."

Kate sits on the chair next to Tom's, rests one hand on her overgrown stomach, the other elbow on the table, and her head on that hand. She may look calm, but there's red-hot zeal raging inside her.

"I need to get some things off my chest. You’re gonna sit there quietly, listen to them, and once I’m done, you’re gonna get up and walk out the door without making a fuss. You text me a week ago telling me you put together a pizza birthday party for Ri today with all her cousins and your family when I mailed you an invitation a month ago and wrote a note making it clear they were all invited. You never RSVP’d. Then I find out you told Ri about it before you even texted me. She cried all morning when I let her know it was impossible for her to make it to both and couldn’t see her cousins because your sisters and your brother won’t bring them here since *I* “didn’t let Ri go” to this other party. When did you become such an asshole? The guy I fell in love with...You weren’t like this."

"You..."

"I told you not to talk...This new school she's at, it's so good it's nationally ranked. Ivy Leagues and top international universities recruit there. We're building something for her and don't think I haven't noticed you actively trying to sabotage it. Yeah, we were great. We were more than great for a while. That’s true. But then we weren't. If you can't accept that, leave her out of it because I can put up with whatever bullshit you want to dish out at me, but I won't let you bring her into it. That's where I draw the line...You didn’t put a dime into this. We planned and paid for it, so we have full control of the guest list and as of about five minutes ago, you got yourself uninvited. She didn't notice you were late. She hasn't even noticed you're here. I’ll tell her you got tied up taking care of grandma, couldn't make it, and that you’ll pick her up for pizza tomorrow." Kate stands, carefully slides the chair back under the table, and starts to walk away while Tom's eyes are glued to the cloth. "Leave."

"Hey, KitKat." Kate turns to look at him. He looks up and directly at her with venom in his gaze. "Come Monday, I'm getting a lawyer and filing for full custody."

"Let's see how well that goes for you."

Kate turns her back to him, keeps walking, and returns to casually entertaining guests in an instant.

[mentally-illenial]

Up early on a Saturday (it's my Friday) again. Usually I get to work early to open the cafe for breakfast service so that our bee pick up customers have a coffee and hot food option on site; a lot of them drive for hours to pick up their nucs and packages, even from out of state. Just coming from north Texas is basically out of state by sheer distance alone lol.

But today is BuzzFest, our annual summer festival about all things bees. We have the American Honey Princess visiting from Iowa, multiple other apiaries and honey producers vending and doing demonstrations, honey tastings and trivia, educational demonstrations, food trucks and arts and crafts and games (including a bouncy castle and a water slide!)... It's expected to be a big event, hopefully nearing 1,000+ customers between 11-3 today.

I'm assigned to retail, so I'm lucky enough to get to stay in the shade and AC. I've been told that when in retail, you just stand behind the register all day, no time or space to do anything else. You have to force bathroom and food breaks for each other. I'm not too worried, I've worked many a high volume, high chaos event before. This is just my first experience with it at the farm. We've spent all week as a team prepping for it, and it should be great. I wanted to make kolaches for my coworkers for a morning treat, but I stayed at work so late yesterday and was exhausted when I got home last night and decided not to stay up late baking lol. I'll grab some from the bakery down the street and try to make everyone a latte or something at work instead.

Because of the absolute disaster that has been this years bee pick up season, everything has been pushed back at least two weeks. Usually BuzzFest, which is the same weekend every year, signals the end of the crazy bee season, but we still have orders going into June. I was kind of looking forward to the break, but it seems we're not quite there yet.

The kids have some family events planned for the beginning of June, so we're getting them a week or so later this year for summer break than usual. We want them to have fun with their free time, so we're cool with it... Plus honestly, I'm hoping it will show good faith for December when I have to ask to keep them longer for an event with my side of the family 😁 my grandma is slowly deteriorating from rheumatoid arthritis and parkinson's, and my mom wants all the generations to be able to spend another holiday with her while we can. I want the kids to be able to participate in my family too. And, it'll let me get through the late bee season with relative ease, I suppose. I'm not gonna lie, I take on a lot of the caretaking responsibility when the kids are around usually, but now my husband has to step up for once lol bc I'm busting my ass full time and won't have the mental or physical energy left over most days to do all I normally do for everyone. He's already suffering the experience of doing regular weekly chores alone and taking care of the dogs all day lolol.

We're also anxiously and concernedly waiting for word on the debt ceiling crisis. They've extended the decision date to June 5, but we won't know if my husband will stop receiving paychecks soon or not, and it's crushing everything with stress pressure. He makes more than me in his military retirement and we depend on his income for survival; I can't support us alone. If they cut military support and punish the average voter for no goddamn reason, per usual, we'll suffer significantly. He's even warned his ex wife that if things go south, we may not be able to afford having the kids visit for summer. We won't be able to feed them. We've already unsubscribed from any extra services like entertainment and delivery and such which we deemed not absolutely necessary, just in preparation. We've re-budgeted and cut out any possible extra spending and reduced allowances for gas and food. I'm hoping it's all a stupid pissing contest like it was about a decade ago, and things will somehow turn out okay. Hope beyond hope.

Time to go work for those pennies baby lol

[nancypullen]

Holly Jolly

We’re having a holly jolly holiday in this house.  After playing catch up from an unpleasant November, it’s been wonderful. I was so ready for some sparkle and fun! The mister got the outside lights up, some garland around the door, a bit of garland across the porch rails, and then we popped a fake flickering candle in each window.  Keeping it simple.

Inside, I kept it sort of simple.  Just little bits of cheer here and there.  The entry table is an homage to the big guy.

I love that little Santa countdown in the front - you just slide him a day closer each morning. That’s the grandgirl’s job when she’s here. 

A bit of holiday frippery in this corner...

and that corner...

Think those poinsettias look like they’re on life support? They are.  Mickey went out and bought  eight poinsettias. He thought I’d like them on the porch.  He wasn’t aware that they’re tropical plants that need bright light and warmth. So I’ve got them all over the house, and I’m trying to keep them alive.  These two poor specimens are in the entry.  I wrapped a couple of empty Amazon boxes and just sat them on top - I’m running out of ideas. They’re everywhere. I even have two in the downstairs bathroom.

 Tip for husbands: when your wife is in the throes of holiday shopping, cooking, wrapping, shipping, card writing - do not give her eight more things to keep alive. She might snap.  In his defense, I always put out a few poinsettias in the old house. Mostly because I had just the right sunny and warm spots for them. Help. I should mention that the same shopping trip that saw him bring home a carload of poinsettias he also picked up a tree collar.  I’m crazy about it.  Our tree is looking a bit sparse and I usually do a better job of filling in the inner spaces, but I was lazy this year.  However, a tree collar instead of a tree skirt gives it a boost!

If you squint your eyes, it’s beautiful! One of my favorite pieces is still this little sign.  Can’t even remember where I got it, but it makes me smile every year.

Just realized that you can see my wrapping frenzy (and more poinsettias) in the reflection of the window. Tis the season.   That small Santa with the ribbon legs was given to me by a student back in the 90′s. I love him. I have lots of little holiday bits and bobs given to me by kids over the years and they all have a place in our home every Christmas.  When little hands give you a gift it immediately becomes treasure.  They’re handing over so much more than just the present.  Oh, now I’m all verklempt. Anywayyyyy...we’re ready for Santa Claus. The Edgewater gang was over for the weekend and we had such fun.  We drove about five minutes down the road and went to the Ridgley winter festival. There was plenty of fun for the kiddies a  giant slide, bouncy house, train rides, even a giant snow globe sort of bouncy thing that had Buddy the Elf inside!  He was hilarious. Six blocks of light displays and craft and food booths, Santa, Elsa, the Grinch, and more - our little miss had a fine time.  We finished the evening with a stop at Denton’s friendly pizza parlor where the owner was so smitten with her that he told her to choose any dessert on the house. She browsed the selection and returned to our table with a slab of chocolate cake. That’s my girl!   I hope that you’re doing something fun, something that puts a little jingle in your heart.  Watch a Christmas movie and drink hot cocoa, or go to a school holiday program, those are always fun!  Walk through a mall and admire the decorations and giggle at the kids bending Santa’s ear.  I’m keeping the radio in the car on  either Jingle Jamz or Jolly Holiday. In the house Alexa is playing the Holiday Party channel.  The halls are decked, my spirits are bright, and you can bet I’ll bee searching the skies on Christmas Eve.

Sending out lots of love and holiday cheer tonight. Wishing you all joy. Stay safe, stay well.

Nancy

[softersinned-arc]

so a list of changes astoria makes in her soa verse, bc i'm thinking about it a whole lot rn—

she dyes her hair a few shades darker, from her natural ginger to an auburn, and she cuts it from where she's grown it past her elbows to her shoulders. (to her shoulders when dry—her curls are really bouncy at that length.) her hair looks something like this, and that's about how she styles it, too.

she cries when she cuts her hair. everything else she manages without a fuss, but she cries a lot when she cuts her hair.

she adjusts her clothing style. part of this is a matter of necessity, since she can't actually afford the clothes she used to wear when she's cut off from the family's money. but previously she tended towards neutrals with occasional bursts of color and she drew attention whenever she could. she buys mostly black, deep blue or purple or green, and pairs almost exclusively with jeans or leggings and jackets or hoodies.

her makeup style changes pretty significantly as well, from a sort of old hollywood glamor (bold red lip and fairly restrained eyeliner and that's about it) to something a little more dramatic (thicker eyeliner, darker lipstick with more of a purple undertone).

rather than try to hide her visible tattoos, she alters them. the floral sleeve on her left arm looks bolder—she blacks out the space between the flowers, and makes the lines of the flowers thicker. she gets a tattoo of a crow on the back of her right hand and plans to get something over her collarbones.

she doesn't try to change her accent, but she does try to tone it down a bit. if anyone asks, she says she's from iceland (which is not really that much of a lie).

a lot of these changes are relatively minor, or at least not as dramatic as they could be; this is by design. she figures she'll have an easier time learning to respond to a similar name and keeping an accent that's natural to her. minor changes will be easier to maintain in the long run, and she can keep making adjustments as necessary. maybe the accent fades with time. maybe the dark red gets darker and darker until it's black, or a less natural-looking red. maybe the makeup starts changing more and more.

the way she sees it, she's a lot less suspicious if she doesn't seem like she's faking it. she left from london; it'll be a while before anyone declares her missing, since she's a grown woman and she left a trail leading nowhere. once she's declared missing, it'll be a while more before american authorities are looking for her. she has a solid alias, the documentation she needs, and lies she can remember. it's not about making a huge and dramatic change; it's about making enough small changes that she can maintain the new identity for as long as possible.

and while she's astrid vogel instead of astoria grim, she misses a lot of stuff happening with her family—

her grandfather retires, and his health starts to decline. she will see him before he passes, but she's always pretty bitter about the time she lost with him. it's her one major regret.

her mother marries. astoria's new stepfather has two sons from a previous marriage, both of whom are in their early twenties, and both of whom get along beautifully with veronika. when astoria finds out, and it's safe to do so, she eventually sends a card congratulating them. she is wildly resentful that her mother learned how to be a good mother only when she was out of the picture.

her uncle (who she considers more a brother than an uncle, since they were raised together) takes over the family's vineyard, and starts training one of his sons to take over after him.

her father becomes fully estranged from his parents. though he's not fully disowned, they don't engage much, if at all, outside of necessities regarding the estate.

her half-sister gets married, too, and moves to edinburgh with her wife. rowan and her wife eventually have two children of their own, the first coming shortly after the wedding. rowan has a hard time with her sister having missed so much and been gone without a word, but she learns to forgive her in time.

[56-degrees-fahrenheit]

things that i found on the paper shin (i ain't reading all of that) fandom

warning before the start: Some of the characters that do not have names (or already had names, but were replaced) are fan-named by the wiki and are not official to begin with (i.e. Cheer Reader Girl being named "Saki Grace").

oh boy here we go

-pop singer (fan club 2) is called annie -ann glerr's full name is annie "ann" glerr (what a coincidence!) -Acrobatic Monkey -the manzai birds are called the "kooky birds" -kanojo is now tanaka's wife -karate joe is a white man -Bandleader is a blue frog who is the bandleader -The Blastronaut's species is "Rocket" -bunbun has a (recolored) sister -the blue birds are geese -ao-kun is called "Cyan" -mc adore is bisexual -munchy monk is a rookie monk in-training -the dough dudes are aliens

-AIIIYYEEEE!! GIRAFFE SIGHTING!!! -q maou is called "Q Dai Maou" -the mochi pounders (i bet no one remembers them) have a page -The Dazzles (megamix) have sisters, The Dazzles (DS) -employee 333-4-591032 is voiced by seth rogan -Pausegills are cod -Quicknibbles are fish -Threefish are bass -The Rap Men (D Red and J Yellow) -The Rap Women (M Love and C Adore) -Yuka is the Tap Trial girl -the rockers are brothers -the shrimp scamperers cause pain and suffering -He is Ecto -Super Treat Spider -the bouncy road guys are 5 years old

-space kicker is nicknamed "Crouch"

and that's it! you've made it

[peterzhang]

A little bit of writing may go a long way

A sigh of relief huhhhhf, I've had a long day!

A poem for my wife as she wakes in a few

A tip of the morning to sunshine and dew

 

Today we start fresh, another new day

Ideas and play, another new way

I love her so dearly, another new May

So let's make a new start, another new space

 

Shooty shoot shoot and tooty toot toot

Cakes and a dress and some clouds and some fruit

Bounce up the bouncy ball and keep up the air

Turn on the music and sway with your hair

 

We're gonna have a nice day don’t dare you say no

Sunshine and rainbows and veggies and glow

Speak as you please and love as you like

Feet on the ground and eyes at the sky

 

Baseball and snacks, walks in the park

Lay in the grass may it never get dark

Clap clap clap clap as the pigeons pass by

Smile on your face and buy what you like

 

We're on a roll now lets go to the city

You want a nice sandwich? Let us get fifty

Shop round the malls say hi to everyone

Hailey bieber will show up at erewhon

 

Prance through the streets lets ride on the tram

Where are we going? WHO CARES WHERE WE AM

It doesn't matter!! It doesn’t need to!!!!

Having some fun? Yes I am me too!!!!

 

Wrap up the day with a coffee and snack

Turn off the laptop delete all your slacks

Joy as you look down, a babys a cooking!

Look in the mirror, damn you're good looking!

 

Let it in now, no need to hold back

You're dancing along now, yes you're a cool cat

Slay now bad girl, slay now good lookin

Wake up and live out this day I have booked ya!

[deliriumxtrigger]

Todays song

Still by Noah Kahan

There’s usually a multitude of songs I choose in my grieving period ….I should say albums

I’m hoping Tortured Poets really helps me fully envelope my grief and fully move on

“It’s like I’m still here with you”

It was a great love , one of my greatest…

Which is wild bc I never associated great love with friendship

But, I gave my heart to you & I don’t regret it

Not for a second , even with the empty space it has left

A space that will never be fully itself again

Although it will be reinvented

I am leaving my naivety with you

My childlike innocence …Although, I’ll always be somewhat a bouncy butterfly

My superfluous mouth

My venting and festerous ways

My blind eyes

So far, these aspects of me are being replaced with:

More conscientiousness

More confidence

A more quiet , gentle personality who observes before she talks

More love and understanding for my partner

What I would believe to be the aspects of a wife and a mother and a successful confident woman

It hurts my heart to think I was holding on so long for a fantasy

The voice in my head I have named Clarissa it’s much easier to shut her up that way

I have realized that the person in your head really isn’t you at least not always and they have to be kept on wrap or else you are pretty much a slave to it

Logic is separating yourself from that voice it not only makes you smarter but it greatly enhances your decision making skills

[pyonochrome]

my favorite kpop songs of 2023 ✨

here is a post documenting my favorite kpop songs of 2023~~ 💖 musically this year was AWESOME for me lol. my ears and my heart had so much fun.

this is just in order of release date - i can’t rank these songs, i love them all too much

…let me in is certainly my favorite song of 2023 though lol

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perfumer - moonbin & sanha i float atop this song…it really does sound like scent drifting off incense

madness - moonbin & sanha IT GOES SO HARD!!! TOO HARD!!! i love the drop and the vocals and the choreography is COMPLETELY insane

our miracle (너를 만남이란 기적) - jinyoung the atmosphere of this song feels incredible. just my type

tinnitus (돌멩이가 되고 싶어) - txt SMOOVE AFROBEATS…it gets stuck in my head constantly. this song is so easy to put on repeat and exist to lol

skyscraper - nct 127 i bop so hard that i shouldn’t listen to this song while driving

new look - tripleS pop perfection tbh. tripleS do high-pitched vocals in a way that is very pleasing to me

sweet juice - purple kiss OKAY THIS SONG…THIS SONG IS SO PERFECT…everything about it hits every spot. and the OUTRO - i get goosebumps every time

nabi - onlyoneof the production of this song is incredible tbh. the chimes the guitars the beats. this song sounds like wind

우주의 법칙 (space science) - yukika queen. i love everything she comes out with lol. this song is particularly jazzy and comfortable.

rover - kai let's go transgender allegory. a theme song for anyone who has ever changed their name lmao. the anthem of being in charge of your own identity. this song still goes so fucken hard

slidin' - kai I LOVE THIS INSTRUMENTAL OMFG…and jongin’s voice all over it is A++++

enchanted night ~ 白夜 - billlie this. song. is. IT. this is probably my favorite non-exo song of the year lol. this song is everything i love most about billlie tbh…instrumental, vocals, rap, storytelling, this song is so funky and sleek

eunoia - billlie i do believe this is one of the best pop songs ever made. so infectious, so bubbly, so catchy. and i LOVE these lyrics

extra-ordinary - billlie this soooooong is such a groooooove it makes me want to strut around. as per usual with billlie…the vocals…insane

nevertheless - billlie SPEAKING OF BILLLIE VOCALS…okay this is another contender for soty lmao. oh my god this production??? the layering??? EVERYTHING??? this is one of the most magical kpop songs i’ve ever heard tbh

easy - key mmmmmmm so slinky i love this melancholy feeling

like crazy - jimin GAWD i love the world this song creates lol. this instrumental & production >>> it’s glittering

jelly pop - boys planet final listen i couldn’t resist ghjkfds. this is such a catchy pop song holy shit. this song is fun beginning to end.

dangerous - tempest this song is soooooo danceable…it’s like vintage kpop-y but still very fresh. i really love the instrumental in the chorus

eve, psyche, and the bluebeard's wife - le sserafim as a homo, i love everything about this song. gawd this beat.

welcome to MY world - aespa (feat. nævis) this is one of my favorite aespa songs. mmmmm the vocals…the night sounds…it’s so dreamy

crazy like that - verivery THIS INSTRUMENTAL IS SOOOOO ICY COOL...really really love this beat / synth / the fast-paced vocals that dance on top of it

item - stray kids this song turns me into the chomp chomp from super mario. just devouring everything in my path

topline - stray kids (feat. tiger JK) i just really love every single one of these verses + the chorus is tuff + tiger jk into han goes completely insane ok 😭

충돌 (collision) - stray kids i luv these horns…i luv this vibe…i luv this song

404 not found - taeyong this song resonates with my soul tbh.

attitude - fromis_9 MMMMM THE HARMONIES IN THIS SONG MMMMM THIS SONG IS FIERCE AS HELL. THE BRIDGE???? FUCK

bouncy (k-hot chili peppers) - ateez this is the banger to end all bangers. that slowed-down cronchy fucken groove in the chorus what the fuck

불면증 (insomnia) - shinee harmonies harmonies harmonies omfg…this smooooove track is my favorite on their new album

small talk - kim sung kyu the sweet catchy pop rock song of my dreams. it feels so refreshing and it's ALWAYS stuck in my head

back to zerobase - zerobaseone it's like a new universe is opening up omg. the rising synths, the fast lil beat, the TWINKLING...the HIGH-FLYING VOCALS...this song is a bath of starlight

in bloom - zerobaseone THIS SONG CHANGED MY WORLD…the way the instrumental completely incorporates the concept is SO COOL and i love the a-ha interpolation ghdsjkfds. also these lyrics…are SO beautiful…and will enchant me forever

always (zhang hao solo) - zerobaseone i say that’s my baby and i’m proud. this song is so comforting…and it sounds like a 2000s boy band song to me and i love that

let me in - exo this is already my 11th most played song of all time gshjgkfs. THE ATMOSPHERE…OF THIS SONG…is the only world i want to live in. exo’s vocals have developed to such phenomenal levels, every note & harmony in this song gives me goosebumps. this song was woven together so well. this song is like diving into the bluest waters and floating there for eternity. it’s like a perfect meeting of concept and sound. really masterful work, r&b perfection

hear me out - exo THIS SONG IS SO COZYYYYYY if let me in is introspective, hear me out is playful and friendly. this coy fuckin song with these smoove vocals omg. it’s so much fun to sing along. and the bass oh my god

cream soda - exo NASTY VOCALS ALL OVER LET’S GOOOOO. this song is like hurtling towards the sun gdshjkfds it makes me want to dance and scream. sechan’s raps are so hype and the bridge is PERFECT

regret it - exo SHAKING ASS AND TAKING NAMES. the vocals in these choruses are just??? INSANE??? THEY’RE OUT HERE SINGING. this song is so fun lol this song is SUMMER

love fool - exo speaking of fun,, i love the playful lil groove of this song all the way through!! and the chorus is SO addictive

another day - exo i. love. this. song. i love the unconventional instrumental and how it blends in with the SOARING vocals that exo lay over it. i love the lyrics…i love the way this song feels like wind against my skin

new emotions - infinite GAWD THIS SONG IS DANCEABLE i looooove the a capella-type beat and the chorus is immaculate. this song is stuck in my head at all times tbh. every song stuck in my head becomes a mashup with new emotions

je ne sais quoi - odd eye circle so slinky so smooth, the vocals are soooo heavenly atop this gorgeous instrumental

love me like - odd eye circle this song makes me feel like a real homo and i just love loona okay. this song is dance personified

poison - nct dream this song is slinky as fuck and sooooo so comfortable. this arrangement really slaps. 

cool with you - newjeans MMMM THIS SONG FEELS SO COOL…the vocals are soooo fluttery and pretty, the music is gorgeous, i totally love this song

move - treasure t5 this song takes me back to 2nd gen kpop in the best way lol, it's sooooo nostalgic sounding for me

the flash - kwon eunbi this chorus takes over my brain lol. THE SYNTH IS SO POWERFUL

girls' capitalism - tripleS lovelution this. bass. is. IT and this song is so catchy and fun and bouncy lol. a perfect pop song tbh

better things - aespa mmmm i just love his addictive this song is, all the harmonies are so tight, i love how fast-paced it is despite feeling minimalist

call d - nct u THIS NASTY ASS DIGITAL SNAKE CHARMER SONG??? GAWD all the prolonged held notes and the runs in the chorus, holy shit!! this song saunters around and seduces tf out of me

pado - nct u okay this beat is EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING. lo fi groove for the stars mixed together with nct's smooth pretty vocals. AND THE BRASS IN THE CHORUS??? SHUT UP

interlude: oasis - nct u I LOVE THIS HYPNOTIC SONG…I WISH IT WAS LONGER…but it feels perfect being as fleeting as it is. i just love this strange little atmosphere + the vocals are shimmering

picture - hyo I LOVE THIS FUCKEN SONG…it is so sexy and addictive. always makes me wanna dance

뭣 같아 (but sometimes) - boynextdoor FUNK SKA??? IN MY KPOP??? THIS SONG IS INCREDIBLE OMFG…the melody in the chorus?? the harmony??? SHUT UP. i seriously love this unique fuckin song

nothing but (이것밖에는 없다) - young k as per usual young k is breaking my heart. i just love hearing him belt these complicated feelings out like this...his music is so evocative

bungee jumping - young k this song is so breezy and fun!! again i totally love these lyrics and this song is so fun to sing along to...roll the windows down and just glide

natural - young k THANK YOU COMFY SYNTHY YOUNG K SONG! love putting this song on repeat and feeling the love

babo - young k this is my favorite song on this incredible album 🤩 luv this groove luv this vibe...these confidently self-deprecating lyrics. it's so playful and coy and sweet

what is.. - young k this. song. is. HEARTBREAKING HOLY SHIT. it really does feel like a punch in the chest and the brain, simultaneously. and also a beautiful place for young k's haunting falsetto to shine

내일의 우리 (ordinary days) - d.o. first things first, this man has the most gorgeous voice in the world, so i'm so happy whenever he gets a chance to croon and tell stories like this. this song is like warm tea (or a hot toddy at a friendly bar if you're into that sort of thing). this song is like finding comfort in skinned knees. this song has me WISTFUL

the view - d.o. this song makes me nostalgic for dreams that never came true tbh. the amount of dopamine that was woven into this song is insane. and kyungsoo’s vocals are so…so…SO beautiful. HIS RUNS??? A SONG FOR KSOO'S RUNS??? OVER THIS TWINKLING GLITTERING HEART-WRENCHINGLY YEARNING GUITAR AND PIANO AND SYNTH??? the view is PERFECTION

dive - tempest THIS SONG MAKES ME SO HAPPY…i love this guitar/instrumental/boppiness coupled with the totally cute lyrics and vocals. the post-chorus is so lovely

trouble - evnne this song is sick as fuck. THE RAPS…THE TOWERING VOCALS…THE FUCKIN DROP IN THE CHORUS OH MY GOD

byob (bring your own best friend) - billlie this cute little track oh my god,, the strings along with the synth, oh man this instrumental is totally beautiful. the soft vocals pair so prettily with it. i love this twinkly song and the lyrics are perfect lol

DANG! (hocus pocus) - billlie this song is so much FUN to listen to (and watch) and the notes in the chorus are so bubbly and fun. DANG this bangs. luv the metallic sounding harmonies and the general undercurrent of ~uncertainty that runs along with the lyrics...billlie are always dropping psychological bangers

love effect - onf VERY HAPPY ONF ARE BACK...and this song is so quintessentially them, i missed it lol. nobody does horns like onf. (and that jaunty piano for the rap break omfg i'm obsessed)

space - nct 127 this is another song where the atmosphere was so well thought out...it really does sound like it's out in SPACE lol. that sax, that reverb >>>>>

invincible - tripleS evolution once again triples are out here doing the high-pitched vocals so well. this whole production is??? insane??? i LOVE this dreampop song

growing pain - txt this song came to me at the perfect time in my life lol...i am really falling through the sky with this one. helps me scream. takes me back. propels me forward

back for more - txt this song is disgusting in the best way lmao. vocals insane, groove insane, beats insane. nostalgic and fresh dance track

deep down - txt i just love how...understated this deep club track is??? it's like...shy desperate longing. the drop + the silky vocals are addicting

물수제비 (skipping stones) - txt yes this song had my jaw on the floor on the first listen and it is still bewitching. this nasty ass indie rock instrumental holy fuck. the vocals. the lyrics. all of it together is screaming out to the universe and i love it

underwater - chuu CHUU IS FREE AND SHE IS SINGING!!!! LIKE GODDAMN!!!!! beautiful beautiful voice, beautiful beautiful song, beautiful beautiful lyrics. that chorus that feels like being suspended in space, mmm

good enough - chanyeol SELF HELP SONG! i love the cute lil beats in the chorus and the coziness of the whole track

talk saxy - riize THIS SONG...IS EVERYTHING I LOVE ABOUT KPOP LMAOOOO. NASTY BEATS, HORN GOING CRAZY, RIDICULOUS FUCKING LYRICS. "rawm pawm pawm pawm when you call my name, rawm pawm pawm pawm talk saxy" is shakespeare to me. i go so hard to this song

algorithm - heejin HEEJIN IS OUT HERE SINGING FOR THE BACK ROW ON THE FIRST LINE!!! seriously i love her voice and i LOVE this perfect pop song - the melodies are all so tight and fresh, the bass is driving, the synth is twinkly and lovely. love it all

guilty - taemin a whole art piece. the vocals...on this song...are CRAZY, taemin really stormed into the booth mad as hell. every note on this song is perfection and i love how all the vocals are layered. this atmosphere is so bleak but sexy, dystopian, rotted in the best way lol

she loves me, she loves me not - taemin speaking of rotted lmao. the catharsis that the chorus EXPLOSION gives me is impossible to replicate with everything else - this song unlocked a new emotion within me. i just love how wrecked and janky this song sounds, coupled with those operatic vocals in the bridge & the end - this song sounds like a mental breakdown trying to be contained and i love it

제자리 (not over you) - taemin the production on this song is INSANE. taemin's voice is so expressive...the way the chorus develops each time, first with the electric guitar that harmonizes with the melody and then with the synths in the final chorus that go so crazy...luv it

오늘 밤 (night away) - taemin mmmmm this song shimmers like stars in the sky. it feels so lovely and taem's voice is so sweet. that run that he repeats towards the end...holy shit right to my heart

melting point - zerobaseone SO CUTE AND COZY...love a song that instantly becomes a winter classic lol. i love the adlibs, the breakdown in the bridge, and of course the catchy hook

take my hand - zerobaseone MMMMM THIS INSTRUMENTAL REACHED A PLACE DEEP WITHIN ME...this arrangement is odd and i live for that. the soaring vocals in the chorus, the lyrics, the picture this song paints are all beautiful

ootd - dreamcatcher CMON NINE INCH NAILS INFLUENCE. MMMMMH THIS NOISY GLITCHY PRODUCTION IS SO SEXY AND DARK. this song is completely sick

wait - dino i LOVE this song. this clever little electronic beat with the sexiest, smoothest drops i've ever heard omfg. this song sounds so FRESH. THE PIANO ALL OVER...THE PIANO IN THE CHORUS AHHAH

미친 폼 (crazy form) - ateez this chorus is sooooo catchy and omfg...this makes me dance like a spell has been put on me...i really love how ateez break up their song sections lol it all feels like such a production

marine turtle - nct u THIS SONG IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!! THIS MESSAGE???? the "i see my sea" part knocks me over omfg. absolutely love the scales in the chorus. this entire instrumental is gorgeous and the vocals are so rich

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that's all!!! this was genuinely the Worst year of my life but there was so much music across many genres to comfort me, so i’m happy now. kpop releases always have a place in my heart and there was so much good stuff this year.

there are a handful of albums from artists i love that i never got a chance to listen to...i look forward to enjoying them in the new year.

here's to 2024 having lots of amazing music too 🎉

[bunni-blurbs]

The Greatest High Pt.2

Alex: This woman is always 5 minutes late for everything. It would frustrate him more, but she has worked for him longer than his marriage and even before that. He let it slide because when I tell you this woman is good at her job, and super detail-oriented, couldn’t pull off half this shit without her! She managed the two men, since their college days. The three met and decided to go into business together. For 10 years she shouldered a lot of the work, while his business partner and himself at times lived the lifestyle of a typical playboy billionaire. She doesn’t have the sex appeal or confidence of a businesswoman, so vote with me! Keep the majority of the shares with us. He voted the opposite, and she got her shares of the company after the years of work she put in. That selfish son of a bitch, wanting to keep the shares for himself, cut them both out, and he and his ex-wife would have the company they started in college. But why, they had all been such good friends, for so long. He should have seen the red flags when he tried to cut Mya out of the company and leave her as a workhorse, but she wasn’t getting paid like the partner she so rightfully was! He would do anything to protect her and her investments in this company. So, they cut him out of the business, a legal battle that lasted a year, all while still fighting a messy divorce, that almost cost him everything. WHAT A FUCKING SHIT YEAR! Maybe he would take her up on the greatest high, hell he felt he earned it! But enough of the evil plans that were now, behind him, well them he thought as his face soften for a moment, Mya reminded him of that daily. Today she was sweet and timid because she felt she was angering him. But she actually calmed him, but he couldn’t tell her that. The court tried so hard to make them a couple, his business partner even testified that they were fucking in private, he was sure of it. Yeah right! Do you think if I had it, I would hide it?! He didn’t like who he slept with being exaggerated, it was insulting. Because whatever was between those sweet thick thighs had never been his...Visions of those beautiful brown eyes, 5′1, thick frame, with those bouncy curls in her hair, he sucked in a breath as he bit his full bottom lip softly...Sometimes he just longed too...

Mya: Boss! Boss! Hello! Earth to the boss! Alex! She said waving her hand in front of his face. I know I’m late, but I had to get my supplies ready! But are you ready? Do you want to postpone?! You look spaced out. No, get on the plane so we can go! Are you...Mya! Now! She hurried on the company private plane, alright already, you’re being a real dick today, maybe we should rename you RICHARD, it stands for DICK, in case you were wondering! She flopped down in her seat and buckled up for take-off. He sat in his normal seat, mean mugged her for a second, then sipped his drink. Her eyes looked on to his strong jawline covered by a light five o’clock shadow, those perfect full lips as they met the glass, His hair was medium length tied back in his Kofi but she had seen those neat locs, so damn perfect! He could have picked anyone, literally ANYONE TO SLEEP WITH, MARRY, ETC! But he picked that bitch! Her rival turned friend, so she said, she used her to get close to him. She still blamed herself for all that happened to Alex. If she hadn’t, hey you, yea earth to Mya, what boy?! Don’t you see me trying to smoke, so I don’t tear the back of the plane off, to get to the ground?! Let me hit it? Huh?! You’re crazy!  You know you don’t smoke! Well, today, I smoke, now hand it over, he said with his hand out. Don’t inhale too hard, you might kill ya damn self she said with a laugh accompanied by a cough from the smoke. Girl I was smoking before you ever knew how to roll. Don’t forget who rolled your shit for you back in those college days, Haha very funny! Indeed, he said as he inhaled deeply. She watched his chest begin to fall as the smoke filled the area between them. So, you a grown-up today, I see!? What does that mean? You sat alone, or are you just mad at me? Who will hold your hand at taking off now he laughed, I will let you hold my hand from this distance no worries, Mya! He said teasing and poking fun as always! That was one time, I’m better now, at take-off. If you say so, he inhaled more smoke. She had to testify in both cases, she saw the hurt in his eyes as the cross-examination lawyer asked the following rapid-fire questions: Do you want to sleep with Alex? No. Did you ever sleep with him? No. Touched yourself to thoughts of Him? Objection your honor, relevance? I will allow it, Mya answers the question, No Sir. Do you think Alex thinks about you or has given you anything based on wanting sexual favors? No. I have earned and worked hard for this company: Alex has nothing to do with that! No further questions, the witness is dismissed, the court is adjourned, and tomorrow starts final arguments. She saw it in his face, he was sad, but why? Was it what she said or that she had to do it at all? Mya?! Here! She inhales deeply and sunk into her chair as she felt the plane taking off. She lied so bad that day, but so much had happened that year, she checked on him so much, but who was, Mya, are you okay? You always ask me, but what about you? Honestly, I’m confused. About? You, she exhaled smoke as she glanced in his direction. Me too, I’m sorry, I know that this past year was messy. I should have never asked about your friend. She was never my friend, she knows what she did and so do I. Inhaling and exhaling a big smokescreen, she is a bitch, I should have never trusted her!

Alex: Are you mad or Nah? And if yes, why Mya? Nothing Alex! Forget I said anything! He unhooked his seatbelt, sliding down into the seat beside her. He took the smoke and hit it a few times. Let me catch up to the new smoke dog! HAHA not funny! Funny to me! He leaned in close to her, why is she a bitch, miss kind, warm, hearted Mya thinks someone is a bitch, never knew you had it in you. Leave it alone, Alex! Why? Just tell me, since when did we keep secrets, he said as he passed it back to her. Nothing, I testify to that...she exhaled smoke in her own face, purposely trying to hide the sadness threatening to reach her eyes. But he saw it, he waved the smoke out her face.  Do you want to sleep with Alex? Wait for what?! She said coughing up smoke. Did you ever want to sleep with Alex? You can’t possibly be asking me this, right now. Did you ever touch yourself to the thought of Him? His hand brushed the skin right above her knee. I don’t see the relevance of these questions, not like you ever looked in my direction once! She slapped his hand and rushed away to lock herself in the bathroom, having to put some distance between her and everything she ever wanted from him. Sitting for a second, he was stunned by her words. How many times he had thought of just lifting her on that board room table and taking her one inch at a time, until she arched her back, begging him to use his body for her pleasure, ugh stop thinking like a submissive. Why did I touch her, God, she is never gonna wanna work with him again! He knocked lightly on the bathroom door, leaning next to it he said to come out! she screamed back, sounding a little teary-eyed, LEAVE ME ALONE!