#Didnt help that I didnt really eat lunch that day and my breakfast had been two donuts

[familyofpaladins]

hey guys, I know a couple weeks ago I said I was gonna do the lmk 6 characters fanart and post it at the end of the week, and then never did?

Well I'm still gonna do it! Eventually

That week, I was still waiting for a couple more characters and was finishing up that little animation thing I did.

Then the next week my family got busy with prepping stuff for a party thing to celebrate my parents anniversary a d my brothers anniversary (combination party even tho the anniversaries aren't actually at the same time).

The actual party was this past weekend and went well but also apparently drained my energy lol

I also saw guardians of the galaxy 3 and had been occupying my free time reading rocket raccoon fanfiction haha

So idk if I'm going to get around to finishing it this week, but hopefully if not, I'll get it done next week

[weebsinstash]

I've been having a lot of FOOD based ideas for Alastor recently, because cooking and eating in general can actually be VERY personal, intimate things, so here's a bunch of concepts all at once

- I keep thinking of ideas where Reader's hotel room is set up like a studio apartment and you have your own little kitchen in there and ideas stemming from that where Alastor likes to pop in and see what youre cooking and, semi occasionally give critique you didnt ask for but is sometimes actually super helpful

You know, I've had a whole "hotel having group meals" thing and I just picture there are specific nights or times where everyone has the option to gather for some home cooked food, but Alastor refuses to participate because Lucifer is the one cooking, so he's wandering the Hotel until he smells something absolutely delicious, and he finds you cooking in your room, and him visiting you starts becoming a regular thing. He just suddenly appears two feet behind you without warning, "SO! What's for eatin' tonight?" with his Cheshire grin while you give a startled shriek and he potentially has to keep you from spilling or breaking whatever you're holding

- I've been learning how to cook more things and, since it's, you know, LEARNING, I have to look up and double check a lot of stuff, which I use my cellphone for, and I can imagine Alastor HAAAAATING this. You're telling me you've got this intelligent, distinguished gentleman chef right next to you and his nosey ass peeks over your shoulder to see you Voogling "how to cook rice"???? You'd rather use that blasted device than ask your deer friend? He'd be kind of offended actually. Just one of those things that makes him click his tongue at you and pat your head like you're so pitifully helpless, how are you EVER going to be able to care for yourself if you overly rely on tech so much? Guess he'll just have to use this as an excuse to become a mentor to you--

- so, you know, I'm gonna come right out and say I have some, vaguely disordered eating habits, and I can just picture Alastor having some uh, feelings about if his dear Reader wasn't eating properly. Like, this is a Louisiana man from the deep south who's probably grown up on all kinds of soul food and delicious but soooo unhealthy meals where the focus is really more on if it fills your tummy and tastes good, so like... imagine he's been dining with you and getting closer to you and he pops in on you one day, "hey hon, what's for lunch today?" in his typical joking self and you're just like, "oh actually I'm on a diet so I'm fasting right now :)". Pandemonium.

Like literally, Alastor is deriving so much comfort and entertainment from your food and getting to spend time with you and even just chat with you while you cook even of he isn't hungry, and one day he hears your stomach growl and he asks you when you ate last and "oh I had a breakfast sandwich yesterday morning" and you act like that's totally normal that you're standing there borderline salivating from hunger and he can HEAR your tummy growling and you're just "oh my gosh I'm so happy I've been losing so much weight! This new diet is really working for me ^^"

- honestly I keep thinking of. Alastor with a BBW or just plus sized person in general and he loves how big and soft and cuddly you are and you bake all kinds of delicious treats and snacks to spoil him with and he gives you hugs like he did with Mimzy so you can really SQUEEZE his lanky scarecrow ass up against your plush body, BUT I also see him in this scenario personally detesting when you start dieting, because in this scenario you're basically becoming kind of orthorexic, fasting, limiting what foods you eat and how much, eating foods with very little caloric value in high amounts. He can't share meals with you anymore. You don't cook the foods he likes anymore. You're becoming obsessed with diet and exercise but you're not even consuming the right combination of nutrients to properly and healthily lose weight and build muscle so you're just, slowly becoming weaker and more malnourished like LITERALLY becoming significantly more unhealthy trying to diet than what you were doing before

I just picture it gets to the point where Alastor literally forces you to eat. I'm talking you're bound in a chair, he's sitting across from you, and there's a hearty meaty bowl of stew in his hands as he raises a spoonful up to your mouth. You're crying and whimpering over how this will make you gain weight and being forced to take bites and, something about this meat tastes a little unusual as Alastor starts talking about, "lovely ladies such as yourself need more iron in their diet to stay healthy"

- I know I keep thinking of Alastor cannibalism ideas in a horror context but I've also thought about Reader CONSENSUALLY engaging in cannibalism. Like. Alastor comes to visit you one day and he can tell something has happened to you. It's all over your face: dour expression, dead eyes, low voice, just more withdrawn. You're cooking some kind of meat in a way he would consider almost experimental, as if you're not used to preparing this dish before, dont know how to season or flavor it. I think he would be able to tell by the smell what it is but I like to picture he's in peaceful ignorance until you quietly set down a plate in front of him and one for yourself as you take a seat with him and you just, quietly glance from him and the food and start talking,

"I, uh... was drinking with a friend of mine, a male friend... JUST a friend, and, I, I thought he was really nice, and, funny, and, I caught him trying to put something in my drink, so," and you look up at Alastor after you finish chewing a bite,

"Does he taste overcooked to you?"

And Alastor just gets this BIG smile, ears twitching happily, so thrilled for multiple multiple reasons, "oh hon, he tastes DIVINE, you really outdid yourself❤️❤️❤️"

- I will say though an idea I keep coming back to actually involves Rosie! You've been cooking with Alastor for weeks and, one day he shows up with company! I think it would actually be quite flattering at first: Alastor brought a friend to eat with you? And she's like, an important person? So... you're friends then? He likes you enough to bring his buddies around and introduce you? And of course, Rosie is an absolute delight, loves your cooking, loves your jokes, adores you, tries to chatter and pry all kinds of juicy details and gossip out of you, just a friendly chatty Cathy

Unbeknownst to you, some of the meat Alastor occasionally provides has been different types of Sinner Demons and one day Rosie comes to stop by where you're staying and, you're absolutely hysterical, in a rage, and Rosie has to ask Alastor, "oh, what's wrong? What's with all the tears, hon?"

"She doesn't like eating Hector."

"But she LOVES eating Hector! She loves how all his cartilage and fat cooks down!"

"She :) may or may not have been aware she was eating Hector"

"ALASTOR >:("

But Rosie is also too attached with you at this point so, you know, they'll ""apologize"" for not informing you you've been eating like entire fucking people, but, they're not uh, they're not gonna stop coming around. Like can you picture they come to visit you days later like it's nothing and you don't come to the door and they "invite themselves in" (alastor may or may not have copied your key, not that he needs to but it's more formal than using his magic to break in) and your fridge and pantry have been completely cleared out of every single ingredient and cooked meal, like you couldn't trust a single fucking thing, not even the bouillon cubes, and they find all your lovingly cooked meals that the two cannibals loved to eat with you, rotting in a garbage can outside. Not that they're gonna dig shit out of the trash or anything but like imagine them BEING ANNOYED that you've wasted perfectly good food. Not just your money, but, sweetie, all your hard work :'(

- also, final one. Circling back to the "you cook in your hotel room but sometimes Lucifer serves group meals" idea, imagine Alastor eventually really does something to piss you off and, he's coming to join you for dinner and there's already other people there, the whole Hotel actually, INCLUDING Lucifer. And I just. Oooo I picture the jealousy, like EXTREME JEALOUSY where you're turning and asking Lucifer how to do certain things and teach you and you just seem so much more COMFORTABLE around the tiny devil over the cannibal and Alastor is grinding his teeth while you're talking, "Alastor doesn't like tea so, I guess you and I get to have all this sweet tea I made for ourselves" and Lucifer just, "oh gosh, I'd never pass up on something YOU made. I've been having a lot of fun teaching you stuff and cooking more! You could even call us," *looks DIRECTLY at Alastor* "best friends >:)"

ALASTOR GRINDING HIS TEETH TO DUST, stalking up to the two of you, twisting and snapping his neck to tower over Lucifer, "may I SPEAK with you PRIVATELY for a moment" and Lucifer just, "uhhhhhh, no? I'm helping her finish food for everyone" and then the little fallen angel turns his head towards you, "oh no, don't cut that like that, you might hurt yourself!" And he slides up next to you on a stool or uses his wings and, he's MUCH touchier than Alastor so the stag is like VISIBLY UPSET as Lucifer gently puts his own hands over yours, "here, place your fingers like this and cut in this motion--" AND WHAT'S THE WORST IS YOU DON'T SEEM TO MIND LUCIFER TOUCHING YOU, like. Alastor is about to start full blown tantruming on a room full of people. Charlie is inviting him to come and sit down while Husker knows the Radio Demon well enough to see he's about to pop a blood vessel and prompt excuses himself from the room to avoid what will surely become a physical altercation

God forbid, Lucifer says some shit like, "you know, your cooking reminds me a lot like my third wife's" and you're just "oh, you got married a third time???" And here's the Devil, SHAMELESSLY "oh, not yet ;)"

Yeah, I'd say a pretty big fight would break out after that

[theyluvv4riii]

I JUST GOT ANOTHER IDEA yandere class (romantic) 1a vs yandere ( platonic ofc) pro heros >:)

YANDERE CLASS 1-A, YANDERE PRO HEROS

EDITED 06/07/24 (finished!!)

READ THIS FIRST, THEN ——— . (mini series, two parts)

IN ORDER;

first (this)

second

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Every morning, you would have to come with Aizawa to the teachers lounge before class, always hanging out with the heroes specifically for them, almost always eating breakfast with them too. If your grades were bad, then maybe they could put aside spending time with you to help and get those back up.

Whenever you'd praise or congratulate one of the other heroes, maybe Thirteen, Present Mic, or All Might, they each would revel in them and nearly beg for more. How they loved the way you would talk about them, how you would get certain merch and put stickers on your water bottle of them just for them to see it as a way of saying, "your my hero!"

Each and every smile you'd give the pro heroes would always lead to them treating you like their own child, taking you places maybe you couldn't afford or getting you your favorite food or doing an activity with you.

Almost every day, during training with Class 1-A, Aizawa would pull you aside to talk to you (totally about school work), yet you would always be laughing, smiling, or something more then. While the other students trained, most of them would become more violent or aggressive as they became jealous your attention was on someone like Aizawa. They didnt care he was yours and their teacher, only they deserved your attention, not him.

During classes that were more highschool like, you would always get special help to make sure you were doing well, sometimes Aizawa would even give you a better grade although you failed. He would never want to see a frown on your face, you deserved to only feel happy and cheerful! After all, you were his baby!

During lunch time, you tended to sit with the Baku-squad as you were apart of their group. Although that fact, you would always be torn away from them by All Might or another teacher so you could eat lunch with him/others. This really pissed the Baku-squad off, but they never did anything more other then glare because they didn't want to scare you, their sweet innocent girl.

As the internships came by, you had been offered a opportunity with Endeavor, specifically along side him AND Todoroki. When he heard about this, he was estatic, but so was his father hearing you had chosen him rather then the other shitty heroes he was forced to compete with for your attention.

You and Todoroki sat on the bullet train, currently on your ways to his fathers hero agency. The two of you were sat side by side, your head on his shoulder whilst you slept.

Todoroki had a clue what the emotion he felt could be, but he was scared he could hurt you, therefore never showing anything more then friendliness. But deep down, he wanted to do so much more then just give you side hugs whenever school ended, sit down next to eachother with space between during studying, he wanted to feel you, to love you, to treat you like the princess you were.

His arm was wrapped around your shoulder, allowing you to snuggle into him. His face flushed red, but he made sure to calm himself down before one of his quirks acted up.

When the train stopped, instead of waking you up, he picked you up bridal style. Your bags would be picked up afterwards, the "servants" of his father, allowing Todoroki to have you in his arms and nothing else. He carried you into the agency, asking the front desk where your rooms were. His fathers training could wait, you needed sleep.

The receptionist told him the two of you were going to share a room, and that it only had one bed.

Was Endeavor trying what he thought he was? Yes, yes he was. Whether it was because his father wanted you stuck with him as his daughter or for a more powerful grandchild, he didnt know, but Todoroki was hardly keeping in his smile.

Your beautiful face sleeping was more then enough to make him crack a smile, his lips were nearly magnetic to yours. But instead, he refused to cross that boundry.

Todoroki's father suddenly barged into the room, seeing you on top of Todoroki almost made him squeal for joy. "I see the one bed and room worked, did it?" He asked, a proud smile on his large face.

Todoroki glared at him, not giving the satisfaction of saying 'it did,' and only woke you up, walking as a group to scout out the city for 'experience.'

While out, the two of you both got a text from Midoriya, but it was only his location. You gave eachother one look, and ran towards the alley way, never once turning to look back at Endeavor and his screaming.

Whilst you two ran across the busy streets, Endeavour became worried about the two of you. Mainly you, but thats not the point.

When you both finally arrived, you saw Iida on the ground bloodied in his metally hero costume, a pro hero on the wall exhausted and beaten, and Midoriya fighting the Hero Killer, Stain.

When Midoriya got distracted by your twos entry, he got slammed into a nearby wall, also being paralyzed by Stain.

As Stain set his eyes on you, it was like something was sturck inside of him, something that desperately needed to have you.

First, Stain cut Todoroki, leaving you to stand in fear. His look was like no other, enough to make a grown man cower in fear. Without doubt, it terrified you.

Stain walked up to you slowly, looking at your unmoved body. Midoriya, Iida, and Todoroki screamed for you to move, to do anything. They tried moving themselves, but they never had the chance to before you and Stain were gone.

They couldn't believe you had just dissapeared, Stain didn't hurt you either. It was weird, but that wasn't their main concern, it was that they couldn't help you, that you were stuck with that monster.

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im sorry this took me so long to update! hope you like it though!! ♡

[mydemonsdrivealimo]

hihi o/

how did jensen's relationship with food fluctuate throughout his life? when was it at its healthiest (prior to now) when was it at its worst? (+ what's it like now?) 👀

TY

okay so jensen was a really picky eater when he was young. liked the same thing for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and would be upset if it changed. then through his teens food just wasnt always a priority, esp when him and his mom were struggling the most w money. it was just eat whatever is put in front you and be fucking grateful for it. food was just about survival than anything else yk. then through undergrad food was just,, food. like hed usually max out at one meal a day and that was just bc he had to. it was usually just snacks (i hc one of his go tos was cool ranch doritos and now he cant even look at them without getting nauseous bc there were times where thats all hed eat for a week) bc they were convenient and consistent

then in med school was when it started improving a little. he isolated himself a lot which, his schedule didnt give him a lot of time as is, but it gave him some more time to himself. he started learning some very basic meals, and cultural ones bc it was just never something he had really gotten to connect w before besides when he was super young and still lived with his dad

i think he was still stuck with those basic meals but was at least eating two meals a day regularly (not that it was much, usually just a granola bar and a monster for breakfast, then something for dinner). he was enjoying food more and trying different tastes and stuff, but he just didnt put in the effort for anything more than that

in book 2 when bryce had is "im hot so i dont know how to cook" not what happened but in my mind it is moment jensen started to help him out learn some very basic meals. it was actually through that that he really started to love cooking. he and bryce would have a lot of fun w it (even if it was mostly jensen cooking) and getting to enjoy the meal together afterwards was something he enjoyed

hes always been a speed eater, just eating it to consume something, but bryce is a slow eater and likes to talk and take his time, so jensen had to start pacing himself a little. as jensen starts learning more meals for the two of them to cook, including traditional hawaiian foods, he really starts getting into the history and purpose of different foods in different cultures

overall the whole experience just really helped him to develop a better relationship and mindset around food, to the point where he got excited about making and eating it, no matter what it was

[voidwritesstuff]

Long Way To The Truth

Cw:misgendering (accidental).

Summary: Lucas makes it to Colorado and helps a young kid with their identity.

->chapter 4: Colorado.

By Next morning he was already in Colorado, as he has breakfast in a small cafeteria, he thinks back on last night. In hindsight,he feels like he just pulled a Wheeler and acted as the guidance counselor of three 20 Year olds. And it didnt bother him one bit.

For lunch, he stops at a small family owned restaurant. Its really quaint with its ochre colored walls, the plants growing from the pots placed infront of the blue framed Windows.

He steps through the double Doors made of some dark brown wood, and the smell of spicy,home made food greets him. He relaxes a little, Rolling Back one of his shoulders instintctually to then take off his army baseball cap.

As he joins the line,he sees a young kid going out to take the trash that Belongs to the stablishment. They have long dyed purple hair in box braids, tied up by a yellow and white bandana, they drag the heavy trash bag as they walk down one of the back area halls, the door to said Hall is Open which is why Lucas can see the kid.

--Thanks son!--Says a male voice from the kitchen. The kid seems to scowl and mutter something under their breath before resuming their walk.

Lucas orders once its his turn, as he eats hes contempt to watch the news since hes written down his entry of the day during breakfast. The news show how in a few months,a New ship was going to be comissioned by Mayer, the SS Thanatos.

"Kind of an edgy name,isnt it " he thinks,munching down on his chili. The spiciness of it all Burning his tongue,but he doesnt seem to care." Though, its interesting,why would mayer comission a New ship? What are they bringing?".

Hes quick to Scribble down his thoughts on his Journal in a small spot between his Many little doodles he had done during a particular terrible traffic jam on the way here.

--Ive told him so Many fucking times-- he hears the kid from before say-- its not- its not son,goddamnit-- Lucas perks up at the voice,filled with anger and sadness. Theres this look in their eyes of feeling misunderstood.

He watches them walk away and outside the restaurant through that Hall they went down earlier. Theres a slight suspicion in his mind as to what the kids discontent had to do with, bit he knows its none of his business.

"This ain't a song for the broken-hearted

No silent prayer for the faith-departed

I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd

You're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud"

As the News didnt show anything interesting after a while, the owner changed the channel to MTV. Where Bon jovi's "its my life" was playing.

Lucas drums along to the rythm of the song as he walks out of the restaurant. He gets approached by the owner of the restaurant,tall,dark skin and warm brown eyes, he looks worried.

--Hey,Sir. Excuse me- have you seen my son? His-their name is Juniper-- he asked,cleaning his sweaty hands on his apron-- about yay high,purple hair?

It takes him a moment to pinpoint the kid as he puts on his army baseball cap-- uh yeah, why?

--Hes been missing and he hasnt been replying to my calls-- he explains-- he seemed a little annoyed and I wanted to ask him where he was

Always the Smart one, the ex soldier nodds-- yeah,saw 'im by the parkin' lot-- he replied ,gesturing to the opposite side of where the kid had actually gone. The Dad runs away in a panic, and he takes that opportunity to go the actual way the kid left.

He knows he shouldnt have lied,but from experience he knew that sometimes parents would make things worse. And it looks like Wheeler rubbed off of on him because hes on his way to adopt yet another child.

Now that the owner wasnt there,nobody paid him any attention as he snuck into the Hall that the kid left through, it leads down an empty sort of backyard. Theres a small half broken concrete wall that seemed to be the wall that acted as a barrier to a previous,smaller, Back yard and the outside world.

Through the cracks and missing chunks of the wall,he can spot a set of purple hair blowing in the passing breeze. He sighs inwardly and tries to channel Wheeler as he leans on the Fallen wall and says.

--Yer dad's lookin' for ya

The kid gets startled, throwing a small pebble sized Chunk of Fallen wall towards him. He barely ducks out of the way and adds-- nice aim

--Who are you and what do you want?--The kid asks, pressing their knees against their chest. Their locks fall to cover half of their face since the bandana is no longer restricting them.

--'m the guy who told yer dad to go the other way so he didnt piss you off further

The kid looks at him and then looks away, growling-- good. I wouldve ripped his face off.

--Can I at least ask whats pissin' you off before I leave you alone? You look like yer either gonna hurl a piece of debrie at yer old Man or break down cryin'

--You wouldnt get it-- they reply,looking away

--kid, you'd be surprised at the ammount of shit ive seen. Try me

The kid sighs loudly and gets ready to throw another pebble sized chunk. But its not at Lucas, he throws it at a nearby tree stumpt And misses it by an INCH.

--So...so i dont really feel like a boy,or- or a girl-- they start, grabbing another pebble-- I asked my folks recently if they could use well- gender neutral words for me- but they Keep forgetting, especially my dad

"It's my life, it's now or never

I ain't gonna live forever

I just want to live while I'm alive"

God,how loud was the TV? He could hear it all the way from here.

Lucas nodds,folding his arms over his chest-- n 'm guessing thats what pissed you off?

They nodd-- its not that hard-- They followed up-- and it hurts when they dont do it- I call 'em ma and pa but they cant use the words I like?

--I get that kiddo-- he replied,looking at the tree stumpt,littered with previous atrempts of hitting it. His eyes narrow as he calculates the distance between them and the stumpt.-- parents can take a while to accept New things 'bout their kids

--How would you know?--his companion asked, throwing the pebble and missing,again,by an inch.

--well,kid-- the ex soldier grabs a pebble and throws it at the stumpt, hitting it dead in the middle--im Bisexual,and a soldier with PTSD,from a family of soldiers who also had....issues . So I'd get it

When the kid sees Lucas hit the stumpt,they look up at him and ask-- HOW DID YOU DO THAT?

he chuckled-- permission to approach?

--Uh,permission granted--They followed along with the joke,a small excited smile.

Lucas sits with them and grabs another pebble,handing it over. Now up close he can see that their eyes are puffy and a little red,and he softens his gaze-- keep your pulse steady-- he starts,showing them how to fix their aim.

His companion tries again and they hit the stumpt dead in the centre. They look all happy and they smile wide.

--Yknow,your old Man worried about you. Even corrected himself when he messed up your pronouns. -- the ex soldier added as the kid tried again.

--did...did he?--They ask,Setting down the pebble.

--Yup, do you go by juniper?

They nodd enthusiastically-- he even remembered my name?

--Yeah

Juniper smiled and stood up, all happy and with a Pep in their step. Lucas noticed the bon jovi black shirt and raised an eyebrow internally. They tie their yellow and white bandana around their purple hair and dust off their black shirt, they flap their hands a little.

--'m gonna talk to him-- they said,walking past Lucas.

--Hey kid, just one thing. Tell yer dad that it makes you feel bad when he doesnt use the right words. Otherwise he wouldntve known I think, but also know that not all parents Will understand New things

The kid puts their hands inside their pockets-- and what If he doesnt understand?

--Well...-- he trails off and points to the air,as if hes pointing at the music hanging on the breeze.

"It's my life

My heart is like the open highway

Like Frankie said I did it my way

I just wanna live while I'm alive

It's my life"

--I dont like the idea of my dad not understanding though-- Juniper adds, looking a little concerned. Their eyes go to the entrance of the Hall that they came out of.

--i understand but ive realized that well, if it makes you happy then its worth it. Parents be damned-- Lucas stands up,holding Back a wince as his back stings a little. But he manages and leans on the wall-- hell,im drivin' all the way from Florida to Washington

--Why would you do that?--his companion asked-- thats kinda weird --Theres a brief silence and they add-- right,because it makes you happy

--'m tellin' you this cuz when I was your age,I wouldve liked to know that i dont--he makes a pause,hands going to the dogtags around his neck-- that I dont need other peoples approval to be enough.

Juniper nodds,to then perk up as they hear their dad calling out for them-- thanks -- they reply, glancing Back at the ex soldier-- hey by the way,if you go all around over there-- he points at to where Lucas' Back is facing-- youll come out the other way. Just so my dad doesnt think anything weird if he sees you with me

He nodds-- ten four,much obliged-- he tips the visor of his cap like a cowboy would, making the kid laugh at his slight weirdness before leaving for the restaurant.

Lucas goes back to his van through the way the kid told him, and just as he hops into his vehicle, through the outside mirror he sees Juniper and their dad talking. The kid seems dead serious as they talk to their old Man,who nodds and gives them a big hug.

--There we go,happy thoughts kid-- he mutters,seeing a little of his past in the way the father and the kid hug things out. Whenever he would get into dumb arguments with Wheeler,they'd talk it out and hug it out.

He clears his throat,Trying to not get sappy this early in the day,and so he continued his merry way through Colorado.

Switching the radio on, he hears.

"This is for the ones who stood their ground

It's for Tommy and Gina who never backed down

Tomorrow's getting harder, make no mistake

Luck, it ain't enough, you've got to make your own breaks"

But as he drives he notices something in the rearview mirror,a black SUV following along a few cars away. He squints and decides to take an alternative Route he had mapped for ocassions like this.

Thankfully,he does lose them and by nightfall, he stays on a small inconspicuous motel on the outskirts of the state of Utah. Keeping an eye out on his van and resting in between watches

[pbandjesse]

Today was a very very sleepy day. We did go out. And I did do some work. But it was mostly a sleepy, rainy day.

I was feeling unsettled last night. And honestly I still feel a bit unsettled. But sleep was pretty good.

I work up at 730 originally to ask James of the car was parked in the right spot for street cleaning. And of course it wasnt so James went out to move it and then came back to bed with me. We slept until 10. Just mostly just dozed but I was fully asleep and getting up was really hard.

I would shake off the sleepies though. Got up and got washed and dressed. My hair dried a little funny but that's alright. James would make the bed and headed downstairs to make me a grilled peanut butter and Jesse and made cornbread. Excellent.

I would do a little cleaning of my frog tank. Had to take the bucket outside and had to be in the rain for a minute. The temperature outside was cool but honestly was nice. But we could not have the door or windows open. Because the train just kept coming inside. We had a bedroom window open all night and woke up with a wet windowsill.

Breakfast was nice. I was tired. We would just hang out for a little. But I would jump into sewing. And would get all the not fully fabrics done. I just didn't have it in me to deal with the fluffy ones.

After I finished sewing I would start adding faces. And James would join me to help stuff then after they got their face installed. We had a good little system going. And once I was done faces, James would continue the stuffing while I worked on sorting my boxes of eyes and noses. It's very organized now and I'm very pleased.

Once I was done that I went to lay on the couch for a bit. Eventually James would join me. And after laying together for a bit we decided to go get hoagies and walk around target.

This was very fun. We got into crazy laughing fits and we were just being super silly. I liked my sandwich but they only put mayo in the middle and I was trying to explain to James that I often war food chasing textures. Like this sandwich was mainly for the texture of mayo and bread so if there is no mayo it is disappointing. And James thought this was so silly and we were laughing and being ridiculous. I literally had tears rolling down my face. Ja.sa was like. Are you going to be okay at target??? And I was like. I do not know but let's try.

It was nice walking around target but I was also feeling a little dizzy and tired. But I was still having a good time. Got a few things we needed. A few we didnt. I ran to the bathroom while James was paying. And I met them to carry our stuff to the car. We forgot to put bags in the car again. Silly.

We would go home and I was really tired. James would put things away and then joined me. They played video games and I fell asleep.

I don't actually know how long I was asleep but it was a deep sleep. I was a little loopy.

James was cooking and would make dinner. A little to close to our late lunch. So I just felt crazy fully. My stomach still kind of hurts now. Dinner was smashed potatoes and broccoli and it was good so I didn't want to not eat it but I was hurting a little.

James asked if I would watch Dune with them. Of course my love. I don't really like watching movies but I've been enjoying it. I specially liked watching dune with James because I could ask questions since they know it so well.

And I did really enjoy it. We took a half hour or so break. I got in a weird headspace and we talked through it and it helped a little bit I was kind of upset about nothing. I don't know why. But I would be alright. And we were able to finish the movie.

And now it is late. And I am really tired. This was a lazy, rainy day, and I feel good.

Tomorrow I go back to work. And hopefully get more lesson stuff completed. And that whatever crazy storm is coming through doesn't effect my drive.

Goodnight everyone. Sleep good!

[dream-a-little-longer-1]

Been awhile, sorry >.> Hope you've been doing well! My birthday was yesterday, but I was wondering if I'd be able to request on how Albert, Mycroft and Louis would celebrate their s/o's special day.

Thank you once again ♡

Oh my goodness!!!!

Im so so sooo sorry i didnt see your request!!!you cant imagine how sorry i am!!!

Happy belated birthday!!!i wish you a long life full of happiness and success!

I hope you enjoyed your birthday with your favorite boys!!!

Love, Luna

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Albert

•bring out the best wines; because this man is overjoyed!

•its not every day where Albert can celebrate such happy day

•so be prepared to be absolutely spoiled!

•Albert will start your birthday from the morning;waking you up with a loving kiss to your forehead,cheek,and then your lips while whispering 'happy birthday' all along

•Lunch will be along with the Moriarty gang

•its basically chaos

•and when its finally evening and time for dinner

•Albert will take you to the best restaurant in London

•and orders the finest wine and the best dish

•your dinner is filled with laughter and comforting chatter

•and when its time to go home,you two take your time to walk through the park

•holding each other hand tightly;while your smile matches each others'

•and its under the bright moonlight

•that Albert takes your hand in his

•plants a soft kiss on the back of it

•before pulling you close by a hand on your waist

•and gives you a long, passionate and sweet kiss

Louis

•Louis definitely would surprise you by a breakfast in bed

•this sweet boy is so excited, he probably had planned the whole thing from months ago

•so when he sees your sleepy face light up with a bright smile that makes youre eyes shine

•his whole heart stutter from how much love he's feeling for you right then

•he spends the morning doting over you; listening to your happy chatter while he gets you everything you want

•And after you eat a quiet lunch together,he takes you out

•you stroll aimlessly through the parks,along the ice cream and crepe carts

•and be sure that Louis will definitely get you whichever you point at

•he will definitely blush a deep red when you try to feed him,but doesnt declines

•And when its finally around time for dinner,Louis starts walking you back home

•you suppose he'll cook himself;since he rathers to spend his time in quiet just the two of you

•but what you didnt expect was to open the door to the Moriarty mansion,and be attacked by the sound of your friends' and familys' cheers as they all sing you a happy birthday song

•dinner is a chaotic event

•with Sebastian drunk and singing atop of his lungs along with James Bond

•you dont notice Louis slipping past you

•and when the lights suddenly go dark,and everyone start singing again

•Louis comes,with a cake in his hands,no doubt made by himself

•he sits beside you,and the light from the candles is the only thing that makes you see the shine in Louise's scarlet eyes

•and when you blow out the candles,you dont really wish for anything

•because you already have all the happiness you ever wished for

Mycroft

•Mycroft is a classy guy

•he will start your day with kiss to your forehead,and a happy birthday in a low voice

•he'll cook you a simple but perfect breakfast,and makes you your favorite tea/coffee

•birthday with Mycroft is a private event,but never boring or without excitement,quite the opposite actually

•even though its just the two of you for your birthday, Mycroft makes sure to make your birthday the best day of your life

•he'll definitely spoil you;getting you too many presents and not stopping even though you tell him its more than enough

•and for dinner

•Mycroft will bring you to the rooftop

•prepared by the help of Miss Hudson and Sherlock

•and you're speechless as you gaze upon the sky,and see millions upon millions of stars twinkling above

•the scenery is so romantic and breathtaking,that you hardly notice how Mycroft pulls you close

•and only look at him when he kneels down in front of you

•the tears that shine in your eyes are even brighter than the stars as you see the beautiful,small diamond rings in a black velvet box

•and when you whisper your answer with a laughter and a hiccup

•you know this will forever be the best birthday in your entire life

[tiffgosmol]

my journey so far ♡

~ January 30th ~

i started restricting , no real goal except eat as little calories as possible.

i made a google spreadsheet and wrote down everything i ate!!! ~ ♡ it rly helped me stay motivated

~ February 6th ~

the first week i lost like 2kg !!♡ mightve been water weight or other things but it felt soooo good.

~ March 2nd ~

this is the day i hit my lw of my journey, at 60.7kg. it felt so amazing being close to under 60!!!!

~ March 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th ~

these days were so bad. 2700, 1500, 1800 and 3100 calories, in that order. this was so unmotivating, i stopped tracking.

i didn't completely give up of course, but by this point i was feeling really unwell. i think it was partly because of the birth control i started taking, it made me feel ill a lot.

~ March ## ~

my birthday!!!!!! of course this day was full of calories , same with the weekend when i celebrated with my family.

i didnt eat to treat myself, i ate bc it was what was expected of me, i did it to avoid suspicions!!! </3

~ March 31st ~

spring break. f#ck!!!

the two main things keeping my journey going well was being in control of whether or not (not) i would eat breakfast before school and lunch at school

on break, i lose that control. my parents know exactly what i eat and my sister has struggled with food before, she knows all of the signs. it was impossible to restrict.

then of course there was easter. celebrated at home, with my family, with my boyfriends family!?! . so much chocolate...

and i was also at a house party!!! fun right lol. plenty of calz in alchy :( and in the mcdonalds and the snacks and ughhh!!!!!

~ April 12th ~

finally, school starts up again. restricting is no longer an issue, only on weekends :)

would've had an okay day yesterday but my stupid friend bought an entire baguette and hnnngh!!!! i wuuuuv white bread!!!!!

but then it was going smoothly, i went home, bought tuna, made a tuna mayo sandwich (carbs and fat wtf?) (~400 cal) and omg protein rly is filling. i felt so satiated and so i was dancing and trynna kill some energy (and cals durrr♡) but i still didnt get hungry!!!!

but then -.- my parents buy a fatty ass mayo sandwich cake (swedish thing) and expect me to eat the whole thing. meh!!!!!! u think thats bad? they had a surprise treat for dessert. mf donut

~ TODAY!!! ~

im bloggin cause i feel gggggrreat! didnt eat anything and :D yay♡

[runveganwankerrun]

Mon 5th Dec '22

Session one this week and I am buzzing! That was amazing. It wasn't particularly fast, the brilliant part was my attitude. I went to club to run steady hills and I ran steady hills. At one point, my Garmin buzzed my pace and it was faster than my steady pace yesterday, which was over flat ground. That really made me smile.

Again I came to the realisation that I need to accept my running for what it is now, not compare it unfavourably to what it was a few years ago, back when I was all new fangled and gung ho. Am I enjoying it now, even if I'm slower? The answer is almost yes. I'm certainly getting there. I think I've discovered that it takes me about five weeks of sustained running, four or five times a week, and healthier eating, to get to this point, where I'm starting to feel lighter on my feet, and that the distances are going to start to feel a bit easier. Sunday's twelve km has been a boost to my confidence in that direction.

Tonight was the first night in ages that I did not feel as if I was the slowest persont at club, and even if I was, I didnt give a flying fuck. I'd say that's progress.

The elephant in the Monday blog, my weight. I was 164lb this morning. Not too bad, but not as light as a couple of days ago. Clearly my body hates Monday mornings, like many a sensible individual 😄 As with previous Mondays, when my weight hasn't been what I think it should be, I'll be cheerfully ignoring the higher than I wanted figures, and continuing on, eating and running as I have been, especially since I started Coach's runnig plan. It's definately working.

I forgot to bake porridge bars last night. I forgot again this evening. I had bananas for breakfast today and raw salad stuff for lunch. That'll be the same tomorrow. I genuinely think the celery is helping me. I've developed a new appreciation for its flavour. Genuinely. That it keeps me shiting regularly is a boon. 💩😄

[whyyoualwayssoradical]

i dont remember or know exactly what happened but ever since middle school for sure ive been terrified of using public/multi-stall bathrooms so much so that all through middle and high school i literally refused to the use the bathroom unless i could go during class when no one else would likely be using the bathroom. i would basically just hold it in all day til i got home most days.

i remember the boys at lunch would constantly ask me things like "do you have a clit?" "do you have a p*ssy?" "do you masturbate?". they would like ask all the other boys first, then ask the girls, then ask me and i was just so fucking confused. I had zero idea and zero understanding about anatomy and I was confused as to where they all got this information from. none of them went to the same elementary school as me so i didnt really know them before hand. i remember one sex ed class in 5th grade but really all i got from that was "if a man and woman sleep in the same bed the woman gets pregnant".

so much so that i stopped eating breakfast completely in middle school because it always made me sick to my stomach and my mom would just be like "its just your nerves, if you get up and walk around a bit first itll help" or "you're faking because you just dont want to go to school!". yeah i didnt want to go to the school where kids were constantly bullying me god i fucking wonder why. my life in middle school was hell to me and was the most depressing part of my life.

no one would listen to or believe me about feeling sick or being bullied, it was always my fault for getting bullied somehow. if i fought back i got in trouble with the school AND my parents, despite also being told by my parents and brothers to stick up for myself and not let people bully me.

this basically led to me just shutting my family out completely and not talking to them about anything because at that point i was like well they obviously aren't going to help.

[mojavepumpkin]

2/6/24

interesting day today; got home at 10:40, it's 12:20 now. work was ok, I mean - closing was bad. really bad. its not on me though, so whatever. maybe its easier to cope when i can blame someone other than myself. the rest was good, i breaded today, which ive grown an affinity towards. ive been getting scheduled with P more than anyone else; he always puts me on breading. its cool to bread when hes managing because we can talk, which makes the time go faster.

before that i ate pizza, and a chicken breast as a kind of late lunch - i didnt eat much at school (H wanted it) - though i did eat breakfast which is semi-rare. It was a sausage biscuit. getting out of the school today was horrible, i think im gonna start leaving through the side exit down to new school road to avoid the traffic - also my theory has been basically confirmed, it is indeed easier, faster, and more fuel efficient to circumnavigate the traffic by going through deloach rather than to push through it in the morning.

i missed a beta meeting this morning, i dont know how many points i have - i dont care. C sat with me at breakfast today, which is a rare occurrence, i think me and him are becoming somewhat closer but i cant really tell. i missed the beta meeting because i didn't know about it in the first place but i would've made it ironically had i not woken up with greasy hair and decided to wash it this morning, and had i not taken the 'faster' way.

art class was good - well, we didn't get to talk much at all... actually, i take it back, art class was subpar. very little banter ensued, which is the real reason im in there. we had to do actual work. sucked. biology was fine, took a quiz, 96, test friday. im pretty sure she heard me refer to pollen as 'plant nut'.

lunch food sucked, but i didn't eat much of it so does that matter? english was fine, she attempted a pop quiz but i had already heard about it- plus it got interrupted by a tornado drill - which i'm pretty sure we failed. our plan is shoddy at best, we had kids double stacked on the walls. public speaking was interesting as always, meditated in there. which i might start doing regularly, i was anxious in there for some reason, meditating helped. mrs. waters reminds me of mrs. kelly.

i got mcdonald's after work, but ordered from the wrong one (the ghetto one by the college) so i had to go across town to get it, which added like 30 minutes to my route. the sandwich wasn't even that good. oh well. c'est la vie.

i should be going to sleep but i feel like im owed some me-time, and this is pretty much all im going to get. im gonna restrict instagram to 25 minutes a day, i think. ive reverted back to being a diet coke fiend. one of life's greatest pleasures is an ice cold diet coke from a can.

i need to put gas in my car but im trying to get it to where my mom has to fill it up when she drives my car on friday, i have 85 miles, its tuesday. i dont think im going to make it. i have a haircut one of these days, but im not sure when. ive been thinking about growing it out again, mostly because i saw chip gaines on that fixer upper show, and i think it looked kind of good in a weird way. but haircut for now.

i think writing about my day at the end of it is a good way to end my day. i need to get night face cream, i probably need to shave. if its not cold id like to get outside tomorrow. my legs hurt from standing all day. i cleaned my room today. ive been thinking about going to church. idk with whom. its been so long since ive been. maybe im missing out on something? idk, i'd go with C and M.E., shes invited me before, weird to think im actually considering it.

i suppose this is long enough already.

its only tuesday. i cant believe its only tuesday.

[literaila]

a void on your side of the bed. 

loki x gn!reader 

summary: loki is feeling lonely. and guilty about that. 

here was the thing:

loki tried not to ask for too much. he tried to be the perfect partner, the perfect person just for you.

he didnt complain when you wanted to sleep in, or when he was supposed to make you breakfast (he enjoyed doing that). he wasnt upset when you asked him to ‘clean up’ around the house, or when you refused to buy him any more ice cream.

he tried to eliminate any problems-- never been done before by the god of mischief --he might cause before they even appeared, and tried to give you anything and everything you might want.

it wasnt a hard task, actually. he liked the feeling in his chest when you smiled at him, when you were grateful for his help or when he surprised you with something that made your life just a little bit better. he liked taking care of you, causing less trouble than before.

but. it was really hard not to complain when you werent paying attention to him.

when you needed space for just a bit too long for his liking. when he felt like an interruption every time he attempted to make any small talk with you, and you sighed-- almost reluctantly --before turning to him.

he knew you were busy, and he knew that you wanted to get as much work done as you could during the day. he just didnt like it.

he didnt like not conversing with you during the day, not cuddling with you on the couch during lunch while you snacked on something beside him. he didnt like leaving you alone until it was nine o’clock at night and you looked like you were contemplating murder.

he felt lonely. and he just missed you.

and, gods, he was really trying not to complain.

he was really trying not to make this a bigger struggle for you by stealing any of your time. he knew how hard you were working, knew that it drained all the life out of you by the end of the day, knew that the last thing you needed was him telling you that he was upset.

he was used to not sharing his emotions, to building up walls and keeping all his thoughts locked in. but usually, he didnt have to do that with you.

it was all looking up for loki when the week was coming to a slow end. friday night, he felt excited to get you back for at least two days, to steal all the time he could from you before you got annoyed of him. he got his usual smirk back when you came out of your office friday night, giving him a soft smile as you headed to the bedroom.

this was it, he knew. tomorrow morning, he wasnt going to let you leave bed until at least noon.

he fell asleep that night, arms tucked around you, lips smiling against your head, with thoughts of the next day filling his dreams.

so, when he woke up in the morning, colder than usual, a void where you were laying in his arms, it wasnt surprising that he was feeling more upset than before.

disappointment was a violent emotion.

still, he walked out of the room with some hope left, that maybe you were just drinking coffee and eating breakfast while you waited for him.

that hope disappeared when he heard the familiar click-clacking from the room you had proclaimed was your office.

you were working. again. and loki was alone. again.

he felt a groan building up in his chest, a terrible feeling filling him as he listened for your breathing. he knew it was madness to miss you this much when you were only a door away, but he wasnt used to spending days away from you.

he reminded himself that you were right there with a bitter laugh.

he was trying not to be angry or disappointed with you, he knew that it wasnt fair to put you at the end of the blame when you didnt even know how he was feeling and that it wasnt fair for him to want you to stay with him of every second of every day. to ask for so much.

he turned toward the bedroom again and tried to drown his emotions in reading.

it wasnt really working, but at least when he was this far away from you he didnt feel like you were ignoring him.

at around noon, after hours of re-reading the same chapter over and over again and illusioning himself as his brother and throwing a fake hammer around, he finally decided that you needed lunch, at least. he decided that bringing lunch was a perfectly acceptable thing for a significant other to do.

(and hopefully, it wouldnt annoy you too much)

“my love,” he called, knocking on the door. “i’ve brought you sustenance”

you replied a quick ‘come in!’ and loki put a smile on his face, walking in the room deviously and grinning down at you in your chair.

“thank you, loki,” you whispered, kissing his cheek when he leaned to place the plate on your desk, rubbing a hand down his arm when you looked back at the screen in front of you.

loki tried not to preen too much at the touch.

“how are you, love?” he asked, bending down to stare at the screen with you. he didnt understand anything about it, but it was still fun to pretend. to include himself with you.

“oh, tired,” was all you said as you leaned over to type something yet again. loki frowned at your words and focused his attention on your face instead.

you looked perfectly normal, perfect and normal, he supposed. your eyes were bright and your face was blank, but still, loki was worried over your words.

“maybe you could take a break for lunch then?” he asked, bringing a hand to your face and tracing your jawline with his thumb. he was trying to sound casual, to not let the hope that you might concede slip.

“i wish i could,” you sighed and looked over at him with a smile, taking the hand that was on your face and placing a gentle kiss on his palm. he froze under the attention. “thank you, sunshine, for lunch. i adore you,” you kissed him again, and turned away.

his hand was still in the air, left behind.

your words were sweet. exactly what loki wanted to hear, really, but he heard the unspoken dismissal of his presence. he knew this was your way of asking him to leave, even if you didnt realize it.

he wanted to plead with you to let him stay.

he stood up instead, not letting the sigh escape his lips in the room with you, and headed toward the door. he touched the doorknob, feeling all the emotions building up in his chest. making their way through his body like a stampede.

it was all very much for him. this disappointment that he could barely hide anymore. the loneliness he knew he had to return to in the other room.

before he realized it, the words were slipping from his lips.

“have i done something wrong?” his usual teasing tone was there, his usual indicator for dramatics, but when you looked at him the look on his face was much more serious than his tone.

you frowned immediately, and loki scolded himself. “quite the opposite really, sweets. you just brought me lunch?”

“right, of course.” he nodded to go, but you stopped him.

“is there something wrong, loki?” you were turned towards him completely, concern tainting both your face and your tone. loki felt terrible like he shouldn’t have said anything at all.

he tried to put on a smile. “no, darling.”

but you werent easy to trick, he knew, and you scowled at him. “loki.” you were staring at him with your intimidating eyes now, only slightly soft because you were worried. even to a god, it was scary.

reluctantly, he nodded. avoiding your eyes now.

“come sit, sunshine,” you said, gesturing to the couch next to your desk. loki could hear the concern more now, stronger. he winced and took a seat.

after a few moments of silence and loki looking at the wall with furrowed eyebrows, you spoke first. “whats wrong?”

he sighed, feeling silly. you were supposed to be working and he was interrupting that with childish emotions that he could deal with himself. but still, he couldnt help but feel grateful at your asking.

“we havent been spending as much time together recently and..” he stopped, still avoiding his eyes to run a hand through his hair. “i suppose i’m feeling a bit..excluded? or maybe lonely?” he winced, sighed, looked like the perfect definition of regret. “i dont know” he said, almost silent.

but while loki was feeling ridiculous, you were looking upon him with something similar to horror in your eyes. terror at the thought of hurting him.

you were well aware that you’d been working more, the exhaustion every night made sure of it, but you hadnt realized that it was taking a toll on loki too, that he was... missing you while you were preoccupied.

you hadnt even considered it, really, when you longed to go watch a movie with him or have dinner together. your clinginess wasnt surprising, but loki?

he never seemed to mind space.

your brain took a few seconds to process it before you could speak again. “i’m so sorry, loki.” you were already pleading with him, begging for forgiveness.

how could you have disregarded him so much this week? you felt disgusted at the thought.

loki’s head snapped up in shock. he thought you might be tired with his admission, maybe even upset. not... regretful? he didnt expect to see this look on your face, one that was so disappointed, so loving.

“i didnt realize that you might be feeling lonely also, which is completely unthoughtful of me, i just thought that maybe-” you were gesturing with your hands, looking around the room rapidly as you used all your breath.

“you arent upset?” loki asked carefully, interrupting your rambling.

you paused, then blinked, looking at him curiously. he was serious, that much you could tell. he had that same frown on his face. you blinked again.

“upset?” you repeated, astounded. “why would i be upset?”

loki was just as confused as you now. he scratched his neck, looking down. “because i’m getting in the way of your work, interrupting you, being troublesome?” he said it as if he was trying to ring any bells in your head. he seemed sure of every word he spoke.

all you felt was more horror.

“your emotions are not interruptions or ‘troublesome’“ you mocked his accent, mostly with anger at yourself as you scowled at the floor. your words were harsh, but loki didnt flinch away. he still didnt understand.

“they aren’t?”

your eyes snapped up to his, guilt pouring from them. immediately, you jumped up from your chair, coming to sit next to him and taking his hand in yours. his face relaxed a bit at the feel of your touch. “of course they’re not, loki. if you’re upset i want to know. you and your feelings arent burdens on my day, i love you!” you promised him with strong eyes, with a strong grip on his hand.

it was probably the most important thing in the world to you that he knew this. that he didnt feel unwanted again.

“i love you too” he answered, quickly, before he even had the chance to think over your words.

he almost smiled when he did, proud of himself, of you, for seemingly no reason. you loved him.

it was nice to hear.

it was also nice to hear the softness in your voice, the sweet words, his name. it was nice to be sitting next to you.

he was hit was a sudden burst of longing, this time for something different.

he wished he would’ve talked to you days before, wished there was more he could do. if that had happened, he might’ve saved you both from some unwanted feelings. might’ve kept you from the sorrow that you still had on your face.

you were still upset, he knew.

“i’m sorry i’ve been so busy. that i havent spent enough time with you,” the words fell from your lips before you could stop them, despite the happy look on loki’s face. you still felt horrible, guilty for making loki feel anything but joy.

“its okay, darling, i know you have a lot of work to do.”

though his words were sweet, they only made you scoff.

“thats not an excuse.” you insisted, scowling again. “i havent been taking care of you,”

loki, who no longer felt disappointed or lonely, who was enjoying just the sound of your voice and feel of your skin, frowned with you. he didnt like the pain in your voice, the anger he could hear.

he really wasnt upset anymore, never upset with you, to begin with. he was only glad that you knew he’d missed you and that you seemed to feel the same. he was happy to see you away from your desk.

his brows furrowed.

then he smiled again, leaning in closer to you with an idea.

he lifted your face towards him with gentle fingers, admiring you before he spoke. “i know how i’d like you to make it up to me,” he said, smirking at you.

it was a familiar look. one you hadnt seen in far too many days.

“you do?” you asked him, forgetting your guilt for a moment while he stared at you.

he nodded, staring down at your lips. his damned smirk was glued to his face now, distracting you from anything besides him. “i rather think you’ll enjoy it..” he assured.

and then he kissed you, and guilt was the last thing on your mind.

the thing was: loki was already the perfect person for you.

*

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

☆.｡.:*touch me till midnight .｡.:*☆

Reader and harry on their honeymoon and they get a little freaky.. well a lot

Genre: smutty, NSFW(read at your own risk)

Warning: oral, blow job intercourse, dirty talking, sweet talking

Pairing: harry styles x reader

Word count: 3k

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Birds chipped outside your window, a cool breeze blew through making the curtain move, you laid in the king size bed waking up from your sleep. You and Harry had just gotten to Greece last night from your wedding. Of course your wedding was the most magical thing ever. You and Harry had tied knot and now you were Mr and Mrs Styles.

You both didn't waste anytime getting to Greece for your honeymoon. Harry had been holding off on intercourse, he thought he was going to make it far, but when he saw you in your killer wedding dress he was set on edge. Last night when you got to Greece you both went at it a couple of times even though it was the middle of the night. It was worth it and you both couldn't wait to make so many more moments worth it your whole honeymoon week.

"good morning darlin'." You turned around to the door to see harry walking in shirtless with a tray of food in his hand. "Good morning." You laughed sitting up against the headboard. Harry sat the tray over your lap, it was filled with orange juice, pancakes, waffles, eggs, and bacon. "I made it myself." Harry announced happily as sat down beside you.

"this is very nice harry." You leaned over kissing his check. "Thank you." "You're welcome. Well eat up because there's a lot we're going to do today. Going to go down to the water, take a deep 'n and then go Out shopping and for lunch. Maybe we'll go back to the water, but we'll see." Harry took a piece of bacon, popping it into his mouth. He got up right after he kissed your cheek. "I'm going to take a shower now."

He walked away to the bathroom sitting off of the room. An muffled okay came from your mouth due to the food that was currently in it.

-

You finished up Breakfast in less than 10 minutes. Harry was still in the bathroom when you finished, You decided to go and Join him.

You walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind you. Harry wiped his hands over the foggy glass to see you. "What you doin wifey?" You snickered at his nickname for you. "I came to join you."

You pulled off His your shirt and panties. You tossed them on the floor, you climbed into the shower with Harry. The warm water ran down your body making you moan. Harry smirked as he watched you throw your head. Your wet breast came into his view, harry felt his dick rise a little at the sight.

You opened your eyes seeing Harry's on your chest. You smirked. "My eyes are up here Mr styles." Harry tore his eyes away from your chest, he was blushing like a teenager boy. "Sorry."

"don't apologize." You leaned in kissing him seducingly. Harry hand came to your back side, he grabbed your ass harshly pulling you against his hard. His tongue slipped into your mouth making you moan.

You pulled away from him panting. With a second to spare you got down on your knees. You took his member in your hand gently, you placed feather light kisses on it as you looked up at Harry. His mouth fell open and his hand went to the back of your head.

With your eyes still connected to Harry's you licked his tip tasting his precum. Harry let out a moan that was long and deep. You felt yourself get wet and it wasn't from the shower.

You took his length into your mouth, your tongue felt the salty, vainy feeling of his shaft. You moaned when he reached the back of your mouth. Harry watched as you let out a gag. He felt like he was on cloud 9 with that pretty mouth of yours.

You took your left hand as you emptied him out of your mouth. You stroked him looking up into his eyes. "You like that huh?" You spit on him before stroking him some more.

"yes love. Ya'mouth feels so good." He pushed the stray wet hair out of your face. You took him into your mouth again, you bobbled your head up and down him going extra deep. Harry moaned, sucking in his breath sharply. He felt himself twitch in your mouth. "Fuck, 'm going to come baby." Harry grunted out. You looked up at him, you watched his face change as you sticked out your tongue and touched his balls. That was enough to send harry over the edge. His warm seed filled your throat. You moaned at the salty taste but didn't stop your bobbing until harry was pushing you off.

You stood up and kissed harry. He could taste himself on your lips. "You're so good to me baby doll." He mumbled as he pulled away from your mouth briefly. "Yeah well be ready because I'm going to be good to you all week." You kissed him again and chuckled lowly with Harry.

☆.｡.:*

After yours and Harry's "shower" you both got ready and went down to the beach. Lucky for you both it was quite empty. You were the first to get into the water, It was pretty cool but not to cold.

Despite what you thought harry was a drama queen and thought it was cold. He kept snuggling into you and whining about the temperature. Eventually you got out with harry and decided to sunbath.

Your eyes were shut as the sun beamed down at you. You didn't notice harry looking at you with a smile as you did what you did. He was so in love with you and he was so happy you were his wife forever and always.

"harry you're staring.. again." You opened one eye and peered over at harry. He sighed shutting his book. "I know baby, ya' just beautiful."

"well thank you." You snickered before shutting your eyes again. That didn't last long because you opened your eyes to ask him a question. "You aren't hard again are you?" You looked down to his swimming trunks, sure enough the hot bastard had a tint in his pants. "Harry!" You whispered yelled. "Come on baby, we're on our honeymoon. And besides you look so fucking hot right now." He smirked as he leaned closer to you. You rolled your eyes and kissed him. Before harry can let it get heated you pulled away.

"we're going to enjoy our time at the beach. No sexy time." You shut your eyes going back to sunbathing, Harry's little pout didn't go unnoticed by you either.

-

Staying at the beach ended up lasting longer than you expected. Harry behaved, you got lunch, and also got in the water again. You were surprised he last another hour at the beach, but when you got back to your suite he wasn't no time.

His hands held your thigh up as he pressed you against the door. You felt him press against your wet swim wear. Harry pulled away "Let's take this off."

You pulled off your wet bikini, tossing them to the hardwood floors. Harry did the same with his swim trunks. taking your hand harry pulled you into the bedroom. He pushed you down on the bed making you giggle. Harry laughed as well as he climbed over you. He kissed you, his slight moans making an appearance. His hands made their way from your waist to in between your thighs. He ran two of his finger through your slick fold making you moan. "Harry please fuck me." You mumbled against his lips as he pulled away. "Be patient doll."

Harry sat up and took his cock in his hand. He was long and no matter how many times you took him it always made you nervous.

Harry pressed his tip into your fold, he went up and down for a few seconds before he he pressed into you. As he sinked further and further you let out a moan, toes curling in the process.

Once harry was further enough in your dripping cunt he began to thrust into you. It picked up in no time as you both adjusted. The room filled with both of your moans.

Harry hammered into you as he held your legs apart. You fluttered around him as you felt him hit your g spot over and over again. "Fuck harry, I'm going to come." "Come for me baby."

Harry leaned down and kissed you to drown out your moans as you came. Harry wasn't far behind, he came deeply in you.

He kept kissing you until you both were down from your high. Harry pulled out of you and plopped down beside you. His chest rose and fell just like yours.

"that was amazing." Harry turned to his side looking at you with a grin. "Yeah it was." You turned over kissing him. "Now let's take a nap until dinner time. What do you say?"

Harry hummed yes, he pressed a kiss against your head, shutting his eyes letting sleep take over his body.

--

The 5 store dining place harry had picked out for the night was lovely. You got a room in the back where no one was, it had a nice view of the glowing city in the background, pretty lovely. You and Harry chatted of course, harry about his upcoming music and you chatted about your business and how you couldn't wait to put out more ideas. The night went smoothly all the way through dinner.

After dinner you and harry walked back to your room. Harry couldn't help but put his hands on you; even after so much sex this man couldn't get enough.

"harry I have to open the door, stop kissing my neck."

You groaned as you pushed the key into the door. Harry chuckled as kissed your neck one more time and then pulled away. You finally opened the door letting yourself in.

Before you can even get a word out your back was up against the door with Harry's arms caging you. You looked up at the green eyed man who now had a grin on his face. "Why are you always Horny Harold?"

"I don't know, but I think it's because you're extremely hot today." "We had sex twice today."

Harry sighed, "I know but I still haven't got a chance to eat that sweet pussy." Harry voice came to a whisper when his sentence finished.

You growled at his words before you kissed him hungrily ready to give him what he wanted.

It was only the first day of your honeymoon, but you both have had a really decent amount of sex already. That week was going to be crazy and you both were ready for it.

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I didnt read any of this so if there's any mistakes let me know

[vexelier-suix-cipher]

"Could you do Teruteru, Hifumi, and Ryoma getting drugged by a love potion and falls (even harder) for the reader (who has already fallen for them)?"

100% I can!! :D

Warnings: Mentions of love drug/potion, slight obsession(?), and swearing.

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Hifumi Yamada

•Proceeds to rant about how amazing Hifumi is

•Fanfic boy loves you very much!! (Though he did his best to hide it)

•It felt like when a cat loved it owner. Celeste went out the window. This man would get on his hands and knees for you. 🙇🏽‍♂️

•You also loved him very much!! (Literally Taka had to keep Mondo from lunging at you two and screaming "JUST DATE ALREADY!!")

•Oh but what's this? A drink on his desk after a hard day of drawing and writing manga?

•Well of course he drank it!! He chugged that drink and felt quite satisfied after.

•And back to work he goes :›

•He had some music on and his script for his next manga, scribbling out the sketches for his newest manga when he felt the sudden urge to go see you.

•It was nothing too new. Could've been he just wanted to show you the script for his manga!! A beta read!

•So Hifumi happily found you and sat you down, showing you the script for his manga!

•He felt a bit- different.

•He felt like he needed to have you in his arms.

•He needed you closer.

•He needed- you.

•The even more clingy behavior continued for a few days.

•Though you didn't mind, you did find it a bit strange.

•Why was he so clingy?

•You already read this script-

•And read that one too-

•Didnt he have things to do?

•He was going to fall behind in his schedule if he continued like this!!

•So when you saw him walking over to you once again, you pulled him to the side and questioned him.

"Hifumi, you've been acting kinda strange these past few days. Are you okay? Don't get me wrong, I love having you by my side but you're going to fall behind in your schedule."

"Well...I don't really know how to explain it. I feel like I've got to be with you all the time!! A-And I'm getting work done!!"

•He huffed and whined for a while longer as you continued asking him things before he got frustrated with himself and finally blurted it out

"Fine!! Fine. I like you, okay? I have for a while a-and I just didn't know how to tell you-...I found this drink on my desk one day and now that I think about it, it could've been one of those love potions that I've been hearing about...could've made my feelings stronger.."

•He started muttering towards the end but you could understand the gist of it.

•You reassured him it was fine and that you accepted his feelings.

•Which was returned with a loud,

"HUH?!? YOU DO?! WHEN- HOW-"

•*Once again has to calm fanfic boy down*

•After calming him down (again) you went over your own feelings.

•He had the brightest smile on his face I swear

•He just couldn't hold back!

•So he picked you up and held you close, hugging you sweetly

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!"

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Teruteru Hanamura

•AGGRESSIVELY RANTS ABOUT HOW AMAZING HE IS

•Love Potion exists?

•He probably bought it.

•This boy is already so head over heels for you it's absolutely adorable.

•He 100% cooks for you.

•Breakfast? In bed.

•Lunch? Made your favorite food.

•Dinner? You can eat with him! :D

•And his food is just 😩 to die for

•He does his best to tone down the sexual comments a bit, though he can't help if one or two slip out!

•Compliments you every 5 minutes no lie.

•Though he does turn cherry red if you compliment him

•If you allow petnames, he WILL call you darlin' and sugar the most.

•Now for the fun part

•He was most likey cooking and was working with the oven.

•Ovens hot. His clothes are pretty hot.

•So he stripped got something to drink out the fridge

•He blindly took a glass out the fridge and drank it.

•Drank the damn love potion-

•He knew he accidentally drank it. He read the label he had put on the glass right after he drank it.

•Unlike Hifumi, he tried staying away from you

•Poor boy doesn't know how to show such strong feelings :(

•He still does cook for you though

•And leaves you little snacks

•Did yelp when you came into the kitchen once without him knowing (it's true I was the dust on the oven window)

•Alot more fiddly and nervous when he has to go ask you something

•His gaze is towards the floor and he's playing with the ends of his scarf as that adorable accent decorates his speech

•Hes so nervous oh poor baby

•You found him scurrying everywhere once trying to find his hat when you had to point out it was on his head-

•He was so embarrassed-

•He apologized and walked back towards the kitchen

•He cooks his feelings away

•That is alot of food-

•Once he disappeared into the kitchen you went after him

•You had been wondering why he ran away from you every time you saw him

•You were worried :(

•As he went back into the kitchen, he paused hearing someone else's footsteps.

•He turned around and jumped slightly when he saw you

•Begin the anxious southern rambling and questions.

"O-Oh! S/o! What brings you to the...the kitchen??"

"Teru, what's going on? You keep ignoring me."

"W-Well I don' mean to cher' I-Its just I' been kinda stressed lately a-an' I don' wanna bother you with tha'-"

•Oh sweet boy almost cried just talking to you

•He wanted to confess so badly!!

•He just wanted to hug you and bury his face into your neck!!

•But he was so scared :(

•After a good talk, the confession just slipped out of him mid-sentence

"I already apologized cher'..."

"C'mon Teru, what's been REALLY happening with you?"

"W-Well...the truth is I accidentally drank a love potion and since I love you so damn much it strengthened my feelings...I-I didn't wanna make you uncomfortable so I stayed away in case I-"

"Did you just say you love me?"

"I-I did..?"

•Oh certainly he did. And when he realized, he apologized 10x more.

•You had to shut him up by squishing his face

•After a good explanation about you loving him too, he clung onto you with a laugh.

•He sat in your lap (and after some consent) kissed your face all over, muttering a soft 'I love you' after each kiss

•You two sat together like that for quite a bit, just laying in each other's presence

"Thank you so much....you don't know how much that means to me...how much YOU mean to me..."

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Ryoma Hoshi

•Ah yes. Tiny, edgy, ex-tennis, cat loving, deep voiced boy

•Where do I start?

•Lets start with

•He's absolute shit at feelings.

•Like really.

•He refused to believe he fell for you.

•His heart was racing? No it wasn't. It's probably because he was out of breath.

•He's flustered and blushing? Kinda hot in the room y'know.

•You get the point.

•He hates the fact he fell for you. He doesn't know what to do.

•He lost almost everyone he ever loved before. Why would this be any different? He didn't want to put you in danger.

•Ryoma hanged around with you though. He was a bit quiet but he went basically everywhere you went

•No one really messed with you when little man was with you.

•This was okay. He could hide his feelings. You wouldn't be in danger and he wouldn't ruin his relationship with you.

•Then the world announced a love potion was now available!!

•Ah shit.

•That damn Kokichi.

•All he wanted was some water and that little panta-loving gremlin switched it out with the new potion.

•He had already chugged around half the bottle before he realized it wasn't his juice.

•Ryoma would've just left it at 'Oh I just poured the wrong drink in' if it wasn't for Kokichi coming up to him about an hour later.

"Nishishishi....how's the love potion working Ryoma?"

"The what."

"Oops~"

"You little-"

•Kokichi went to the nurse with a bump on his head from Ryoma hitting him with a tennis ball.

•You thought Teruteru hiding away was bad?

•Ryoma refused to leave his dorm.

•He came out at around lunch time to get food, go to the bathroom, and then back to his dorm.

•No one was allowed in.

•He could feel the effects of the potion working.

•He wanted to get out and cling to you so badly. It almost physically hurt

•Fucking hell-

•Him. Ryoma Hoshi. The guy who basically gave up on life, wanted to run into your arms like a little kid.

•He almost cried.

•Of course you were worried!! He locked himself in his dorm without warning!!

•And he refused to talk to you!!

•You came to his dorm door almost daily, trying to pry open the damn door.

•With no avail.

•Goddammit.

•It wasn't until a few weeks later which he made a plan.

•He'd confess and leave right after.

•If you said no, that would be the end of it.

•If you said yes, ...well he didn't really plan that far.

=

•Ryoma met up with you at the back of the building, looking down at the ground as he heard your footsteps.

•It took a minute of small talk before he started speaking

"Listen, Kokichi switched my drink out a few weeks ago for that new love potion they're selling. I already had really strong feelings for you but with the potion they increased. I know you probably don't feel the same way but I wanted to tell you because it was starting to get too out of hand for me."

•He rambled on a little about how you would never like him and that he apologized for having such feelings and-

•You yanked his beanie down to his face, letting out a small huff.

"Ryoma Hoshi you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to confess. You're an amazing guy Ryoma, and I really do wish you confessed sooner since I feel the same way. Now shut it with all the sad shit and come here."

•You told him, tugging him closer by the sleeve as you engulfed him in your arms

•Ryoma felt like his face was on fire. Butterflies in his stomach and a giddy, tingly feeling throughout his body

•He let out a low chuckle, hugging you back and sighing softly

•This was nice. He felt....loved.

•He liked this feeling quite a bit....he had missed this feeling quite a bit.

"Maybe I should've confessed sooner."

===

AHHHHHHHH I HOPE YOU LIKED IT-

I absolutely adore these three.

If you want me to add or fix anything just say the word!!

I had a great time writing this!!

Thanks for requesting!!!

-Vex ∆

[angsty-omi]

bokuto body shaming you

kotaro bokuto x reader

angst, fluff! happy ending, drabble

before you continue to read, please be aware of the following:

tw: eating disorder, eating, food, fatphobia, insecurity, bullying, and uh using the bathroom. LOL. i wrote this at 2 am because i couldn’t sleep. bear with me.

japan’s (and most of asia’s) beauty standards consists of a girl being size 00. obviously it is highly unfair and fatphobic. however, asian girls grow up to these same standards. therefore, when y/n is hurt over the fact that they called her fat, she gets offended. this is fiction and please remember your body is beautiful no matter what size!

now that you have read the precautions, enjoy!

today was super stressful, you missed breakfast because of work, clients took up your lunch time by feuding with their now divorced husbands, and you obviously couldn’t eat in the courtroom. you controlled the rumbles of you stomach and couldn’t wait to unlock your burgundy door. as you got home from work, bokuto was already on the couch.

“hey babe” he nonchalantly said.

“hi bubby”

as you walked over to the fridge, it was empty. you cried in agony.

“oooooh sorry i ate all of the leftovers”

your current state, was hangry. it was a clash of words to represent your current emotion. you snuck two middle fingers behind his head.

“i saw that,” he said while still looking at his game footage.

not having food in your system for longer than a day really upset you. so much so, you busted in tears out of frustration.

“literally all the places are closed at this hour, when i get home all i wanted was to ingest something, but you ate it all!” you sobbed.

“y/n, you’re blowing this out of proportion,”

“but i’m not! work has been so hard on me that i didn’t even have the opportunity to eat.”

“surely you had some sort of break, are you sure you’re not starving yourself again?” he laughed to himself.

your face was in shock.

in high school, you had an eating disorder. you hated the way you looked compared to the thin girls in your class. do you know how hard it is to be a size 4 in japan? thus, led to many insecurities being built up. while not eating, you also exercised quite frequently. and with no nutrients in you, your stomach salvaged itself. soon enough, you were on your road to being a size 2. however, one day you pushed yourself really hard. the girls in class A were talking about your rolls when you sit down. just the thought of that morning made you run faster. until you started to get light headed and pass out.

as you woke up, you were on a bench with a really attractive man at the end of it. you realized that your legs were on top of his lap. quickly, you sat upright, only to feel dizzy again.

“here take this,” the handsome man offered water.

you downed the whole thing, with water dripping out of your mouth. you then took your sleeve and wiped your mouth. for a good five seconds you were calm... until you realized how unladylike you were being. you looked over at the man and he was laughing. like, full on laughing.

“what’s so funny?”

“n-nothing it’s j-just the girls around here do the opposite of what you just did,” he barely spoke, not being able to contain his laughter.

“fine then i guess it’s time to tell you that i’m a dude”

the mans face went straight.

“god, i’m obviously kidding... what’s your name?”

“bokuto, yours?”

“y/n”

you both shook hands.

“now tell me y/n, as an athlete i know the main reasons of someone passing out like that.”

“are you anemic?” he asked.

you shook your head. then his face softened. oh, maybe he is smart.

out of nowhere, you started to tear up.

“are you okay?”

why do people ask that? when they ask that i cry even more.

he was a stranger, so you might aswell vent to him.

“it’s just been so hard keeping up with this body. you know how many times i just wanted to eat? like a fuck ton of food? but i literally couldn’t. i was hungry, yet when i looked at a fry it reminded me of my bullies. it fucking sucks.” you finally sobbed out. you were holding it in for so long, if felt kind of free to let it out. you looked over at bokuto, and he just listened intently. like he actually cared about your well-being.

“if i may, could i help you with that?” he got up the bench and lent out a hand.

and the rest was history. so when you heard those words out of bokuto’s mouth you instantly cried even more.

“obviously i’m not fucking starving myself.” you sharply stated.

“yeah no trust me y/n it’s pretty obvious that you’re not.”

the room was silent. did he just imply that i was fat?

“wait y/n-”

“have fun sleeping on the fucking couch” you slammed your shared bedroom door.

while it was closed, you immediately took off all your clothing. as you were just in your underwear, you grabbed your stomach. the fact that you could grab a handful of it, made you insecure again. like you were in high school. after a minute, you physically couldn’t look at yourself anymore. once your head hit the pillow you drifted off to sleep. having sleep for dinner feels oddly familiar.

when you slammed your door, bokuto had guilt written all over his face. he didn’t even understand why he said that. was he uncomfortable of how good his life was? and if that was the case, why did he have to jeopardize it this way? he finally realized that the life he had yesterday ago was pure happiness. he respected your wishes into sleeping on the couch that night. but, the next day he was going to make it all up to you.

as the sun just started to shine, he woke purposefully woke up early. hitting the farmers market to buy new ingredients for breakfast. his thoughts consisted of “y/n will like this” and “y/n loves these.” then, when he got home, he started cooking. whilst flipping the pancakes, he made sure to add extra love to it. he stacked the cakes with fresh berries on top, and a dazzle of “syrup goodness,” he likes to say.

as he knocks on the door and turns the knob, you weren’t there. his heart immediately dropped. he put down your breakfast on the dresser and his knees fell. crying for you. praying that you would come back.

his loud sniffles bothered you while you were shitting.

you yelled from the connected bathroom of your master, “BABE WHY ARE YOU CRYING”

silence.

you hear loud pattering running up to the bathroom and the door slammed open.

he quickly ran over to you and wrapped his arms around your head, “Y/N, MY DEAR Y/N, YOU’RE STILL HERE! MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED I AM SO SORRY THAT I SAID THAT I DIDNT MEAN IT, EVEN IF YOU WERE TO GET BIG THERE’D BE MORE TO LOVE AND YOU’D BE SQUIS-”

“okay that’s enough i get it.” you frowned.

“bo, this would be more romantic... if i currently wasn’t taking a shit, could you let go of me?”

“no.” he said, with the same face used when you guys met and told him you were a dude.

after you finished your business, you hopped in the shower, and so did he. never in your life have you seen someone so excited to shampoo your hair. while the conditioner soaked, you turned around facing him.

“so, i’m really okay the way i am?” you faintly whispered.

he shut you up with a passionate kiss. clearly annoyed that you would say that. first it was on your lips, slowly down your nape, then to your stomach.

you blushed at the fact that he skipped your boobs. or so you thought. out of nowhere he grips your right one with force and says “hey if i feed you enough, could i possibly make these bigger?” he smirked.

you rolled your eyes and got out. you could hear bokuto solemnly whining in the background. you truly loved this man. with all your heart.

[msage9764]

New jeans diet log: Day 4/10▪️

OKAY, U GUYS ARE GONNA BE SO PROUD OF ME. Ik i’m proud. SO, I DIDNT EAT TODAY!! This is the first “fast” i’ve ever done and it wasn’t even that hard surprisingly. It was fun. I loved it. I was fine during breakfast and then when it got to lunch i gave my lunch to my friends and it was actually so easy for me to do this time. And then, throughout the day my friends offered me candy a couple times and i’m actually really proud of myself for declining it. Tbh i’m rlly surprised that i did. I feel great. One of the things i did, was when i got home my mom had actually left dinner for me. I was hungry but i knew not to eat so, i did the classic chew and spit. i didn’t swallow any food at all plus i didn’t feel guilty abt it for once since i actually “ate” it. Anyways today really was not hard at all and i feel like i could definitely do a fast tomorrow. BUT i’m sticking to the diet. Also i drank about 8oz of water today, not much. I did not do a work out, i am super sore from doing them the last 2 days HAHA. Honestly i feel amazing. I’ve been sm happier and stuff the days that i’ve worked out and i’m actually having fun w the dieting thing. I mean, yea i have my rough days but this is FUN!! I’ll be skinny soon:,)

Also, i’ve been weighing myself daily and i’ve actually been maintaining weight. So i’m still hovering at 287lbs. Which id rather maintain than gain but i want to lost weight not maintain it.

One thing that’s really helped me for some reason are mukbang videos. I have no idea why but they make me feel full AND i have the “once i’m skinny i’ll be able to eat like that” mindset. Which ik it’s fr not true but that’s what my mind thinks so those videos helped me TONS!! Happy dieting. I’ll update tmr:))