#did i cook or should i kms?

[liliotl]

I did it, I drew the gay people pose

I love them so much I'm gonna actually be sick

Gayer versions below 👁 .👁)

[lost-creatures]

"Hot Cougars in your area". She'd seen the ads a hundred times before, they were probably the only motherfuckers willing to advertise on these piece of shit message boards, and most of them were just scams anyway. This time though:

Reader Discretion Advised: Eaten Alive, hard vore, snuff, vomit, musk, yuri, t4t MINORS DNI

So I do as I'm told and walk away from my campsite in the middle of the night without telling anyone. We didn't have to go far— just some state park in the mountains above the suburbs. An arid montane scrubland echoed across the rolling surface, its reds and yellows muted to grey and blue in the winter moonlight. Three ridgelines deep into the mountains already. Just the hike to the backcountry campsite beat my ass, so my legs are screaming as I walk into the cold.

/

it was an unlicensed app, right? but you know the website seemed normal enough and i figured that if this worked, i wouldn't really care what they did with whatever got left behind. enough debt to buy a house i guess? i thought i'd been fucked anyway, made a profile and went 2 weeks without a response or message. they're just gonna rob me, huh? this is even better than Lex.

i really needed a girl to pin me down and start tearing into me, nobody ever goes hard enough goddammit. if you want something done right i guess you need to find the real deal.

i almost deleted the app, told myself two days in a row that i should. then, a photo, a mass, the clash of textures between corded muscle and gelatinous organ, heaped onto the dust at night. the kind of thing you'd see on a trail cam, but the angle was wrong.

how can i reply? i can't just hit her with the keysmash, how many women like her can even admit they'd want to do this to you. prey have to stand out a bit more these days, predator populations are way down.

"hey um, is that your work? i really liek it ;3"

fuck goddammit its over im fucking blowing it

"thnk u for noticing meeeee!~"

i'll just kms i'm cooked

"sorry i, the composition of the piece is very strong. the way the textures of the corpse contrast with the dusty landscape, acts to draw your focus as much as the border of the spot lighting and surrounding darkness. the off center lighting creates an almost sfumato effect along the massing, creating beautiful shadow shapes. would you want a new subject? ;3"

"Hahaha, you're cute aren't you?"

my rizz is unlimited

"We should meet. Do you know Henry Coe?"

/

Going back down the 22% grade is harder than climbing it and made even worse by the loose gravelly surface and the too many gin and tonics I had after we made camp. My boot catches a rock as I leave the trail and my knees hit the rocks. It hurts, but I'm having trouble finding the meeting spot, maybe some blood on the trail will help her find me. It feels like she's already on top of me. There's a pressure in the air and it makes every crack and shift in the earth reverberate across the slope. In that moment I can hear every motion every breath under the scrub. There's nothing, just wind howling over the crest of Mount Sizer. But I can feel her boring into me. I keep waiting for her to collide with me, knock me to the ground. I want her I want her inside me.

I want to be ready so I strip my torn clothing from my body.

This has to be the spot, the singular tree matches the photo she sent. I sit, bare ass shivering on the stone under the tree and wipe the fresh beads of blood down my knees, only managing to make a big red smear reaching halfway down my shins. The premix gin and tonics from the campsite start to fight their way back up my throat.

"I didn't think you were gonna show." she's smiling. Her stare pierces through me like I'm not even there. Its entrancing.

Her amber felid form followed my same path along the mountainside and into this depression. A little bit of my blood already stains her muzzle.

"You're Eloise? You know you shouldn't give your real name out to strangers on the internet, right?" She stretches the last word out, lilting, like she's trying hard not to laugh.

I'm struggling to respond through the boozy haze, the biting wind, and the nerves I get just looking at her. "i didn't really think it mattered" I uncurl a bit and she finally gets a look at my face. "can i know yours?"

She jumps, pounces, closing the distance between us faster than I can react. The full weight of her body hits me square between the breasts. Between her body and the rocks beneath every last wisp of air is pressed from my lungs. Her scent hits me all once as I gasp for air, she's actually wild, fuck. Her stink is acrid, acidic, astringent, its the kind of smell that sucks the moisture out of the air and dries out your mouth. I don't gag so much as start panting and straining towards her. "Its Tiffany." Planted on my sternum she makes every breath a labor and I barely manage to whisper a reply.

"i… i…"

I've wanted this for so long but I never thought I'd get this far. I have no idea what to say.

She shifts her weight into my guts and the sick I've been holding back overtops the lump in my throat and pours weakly down my chin. I gag into my chest as my entire body contracts and the waves of my vomit splash flecks of evidence into the fur of her breast and forelegs.

"Its okay kiddo, you don't have to say anything"

"please," I'm coughing up the heavier stragglers stuck in my throat, "you're beautiful" It just burns now. "i need you to take everything from me"

She laughs and looks down, guiding my eye to her massive paws pressing into the plush of my abdomen. To the contents of my stomach emptied over my still flat chest and softening waistline, dripping off in chunks. The tips of her claws poke from their cuticle in their round furred sheath. Fully deployed, each one looks like a karambit, sharpened just for me. She runs her paws gently over my belly, the touch imperceptable over that of the scouring wind, and still, red and black beads follow in the trail she leaves. The roughness of her underpaw brushes past my aching nipples. I can't help but gasp at the burst of sensation attacking my touch starved corpus. She cups her mouth over my breast and gently rolls the small lump of fat around with her tongue, punctuating herself by flicking the tensed tip against my nipples. I can barely process how desperately horny I am. Between my love life sequestered behind a screen and my newly sensitive flesh, I was unprepared. Warmth spreads where my cunt should be and I can't help but grind weakly against her soft underbelly. The first hardon I've had in weeks, I'm almost crying. She pauses a moment and grins down at my weak erection to let me frot against her own growing studded clit. She pins my wrists against the stony ground and puts her hips into it. I'm screaming, the feeling is so intense it almost edges into painful. She's growling feral in my ear, gravel infiltrating her saccharine valley accent. God Fuck please I need it its fucking happening. I shoot; I didn't even know I could do that anymore. The thin mucus spraying from my tip coats the gap between us and she thrusts harder against my pelvis. When she shoots, it hits me in the chin so hard I yelp.

"You really are cute. I hope I can keep you." Her voice trails off and she looks down at me with pity or maybe resignation.

Held down by her impossible strength, she pulls open the soft flesh of my belly like a ripe persimmon. I scream and the sound is deadened and hurried away by the gusts up the windward side of the mountain. Her snout pushes into the freshly wet cleft and I feel her buried deep inside my guts. She works her way underneath my ribs, my chest swelling at the foreign addition. There is a new pressure in me as she nibbles at my liver, the taut wet bulge of organ fills her mouth. I feel her tugging at me with suction at the back her her throat. Her teeth sink into me and the shifting cords of her stiff neck pull with enough force to tear the dark mass free. I sit in a howling void, fully part of that world. I am pure energy bursting forth from a charred vessel. Steam rises around the internal heat bleeding external, a pocket in our frigid night. Spread thin over the earth, I hope she makes eye contact with me while she chews at the choice cuts. She looks back at me, almost bashful at the intimacy held in our stares.

She lays by my side devouring me. Her cum pools in my jugular notch, stained pink with flecks of blood. A tongue like a wave of sand cleans my blood from my outstretched hand. She works her way between each of my fingers all the way down to the webbing. Rolling them over and over with that wet muscle. She knows exactly what she's doing, she's still finding ways to tease me back to ecstasy. In one smooth motion she pulls the hand into her mouth, laying the wrist perfectly along her incisors, canines neatly out of the way. And she bites, gently at first, and then the muscles in her jaw tighten and contract. Blood oozes forth and then sprays from the base of the bite. The radiocarpal ligaments snap apart in suddenly relived tension and her teeth smash themselves between my many carpal bones. My hand spasms, articulated by pain, and she rolls her bite just enough. The back of my hand hits the wet of her hard palate and every nerve in my hand screams as it comes away in her mouth. She pins the arm under her while she sucks at the meat of my hand.

its too much its everything im scared i cant

I come to and the wind's died down a little, the moon's not quite where it used to be. I guess you can live a pretty long time with your guts out and no liver. Longer than I'd have thought anyway. A stump of a wrist bounces off a rock as she drags me. The edges are black with either dried blood or frostbite. I'm not sure how much longer I have left, but every second I get with her is an eternity.

[lilpotatjj]

Congratulation...Captain?

Chapter 9

Palm trees, turquoise beaches and pure joie de vivre. Twice as beautiful at sunrise. When you arrive at Puerto Rico's only international airport, you both take your luggage and leave the airport's main gate together.

"oh-my-god" is the first thing that comes to mind and bursts out of you. "wow this is amazing, palm trees everywhere and the temperature is fantastic!" you say and Andy can't help but look at you happily. "ok then? where is the journey taking you? haha i mean i can't run away anymore, i'm your prisoner on the island now" you look guilty, and andy laughs.

"we're taking a rental car, first we're heading towards Fajardo. We'll explore the whole island!" Andy waves a car key provocatively and your gaze falls right behind you.

A white GTA Spano is waiting just a few meters away from the two of you. "eeehm....Andy!?"

"yes...?" Andy opens the side of the door for you. "t...that's a monster!" You look at her with wide eyes.

"don't worry, the only one who bites here is me." she grins cheekily and you blink stupidly, only to enter in complete disbelief. "a...all right, andy I haven't put any money aside for my funeral yet" you look at her nervously as she gets in but all andy does is put on her sunglasses, which only makes the situation hotter, and she starts the engine.

"ok ok so how..... long does this baby need to get to 100...?" Andy plays with the engine sound. 

"less than three seconds..." 

You immediately start sweating and reflexively hold on to something. "don't worry, it's not the first time I've driven a baby like this" you were just about to say something when Andy drives off. "Did I already say that I love you? i...if I die then you've heard it now" Andy just laughs and accelerates a little more. "Tell me, how fast can he actually drive?" You've only just calmed down a bit when Andy puts the car into the next gear. 

"let's just find out"

 Before you can say anything, it pushes you back into your seat. The road is clear and Andy continues to accelerate while the car purrs dutifully.

"I know the island inside out" Andy drives a good 190 km/h and hesitates for a moment. 

"Andy?" you look at her nervously and look straight ahead to see that the road is straight as a die. 

"Andy...no...n-" She presses the gas pedal and the car accelerates to almost 340 km/h in a few seconds. "Andy I swear if I die I'll kill you!" Just a little later, she slows down as the road becomes more winding. You both stop at a traffic light, both look at the road and laugh at the same moment. "That was awesome!" Andy gives you a cheeky look and finally drives on. When you arrive, you park in a large front garden with a mosaic stone path. You can't miss the huge villa, which has a huge garden with a maze and pool. "Let's put our stuff away first, then we can go for something to eat." Andy opens the double door and you enter a huge, beautiful hallway with a chandelier.

"oh my god Andy...but...how can you pay for this?"

"let's put it this way. I have a few people i know here" Andy smirks, comes over to you and kisses you passionately. You stow your luggage in the bedroom and go out onto the balcony to enjoy the pool and the different fauna.

You go back into the room and see Andy on her cell phone. "hey...judging by your face, it must have something to do with the 19. Get rid of it! We want to switch off" You go to her, hug her and kiss her neck very gently, eliciting a soft moan from her. "ok ok..stop!" Andy takes you by the shoulders and looks you in the eye. 

"Eat! It's almost lunchtime and we haven't eaten since we arrived." You nod. "Do you have any idea where we can go for lunch?"

"So while we're here we should try some specialties. I know a lot of them, my mom also always cooked them." Your eyes are shining. "I'll definitely come back to Seattle with a hundred pounds more" you laugh and finally sit down in the Spano again. "There's a great Puerto Rican chef nearby. He makes one of my favorite dishes!"

When you arrive, sit down outside in one of the more secluded alleyways with a view down towards the beach.

 "What would you recommend?" you look at her excitedly. "Mofongo and sorullos for dessert"

"I have no idea what that is, but I have to try it!"

"And two pina coladas to drink" Andy calls the waitress.

You order, enjoy the view and when the food finally arrives you look at Andy in disbelief after the first bite. "wow, that's awesome!"

"Are you tired?" Andy and you walk down to the beach after eating. "hm...maybe a little, but we can still do something else." You take her by the hand and smile shyly. "let's go to the beach" Andy smiles in love and the two of you walk along the beach together. "Is it weird for you to walk with me by the hand?" you don't look at her and Andy smiles slightly. "Never, it's... unusual but it doesn't bother me in any way." You breathe a sigh of relief, which doesn't go unnoticed by Andy, who suddenly pushes you against the wall of the house. "I kiss you in public too and it..." she comes so close to you that you can feel her breath on your lips while her eyes keep switching between your eyes and your lips. "...I don't care what others think...no matter how new it is for me. I love you and you are incredibly important to me..." You gasp at her words and can't help but kiss her lovingly. She clasps your hands tightly, lets go of one and continues walking with you on one hand towards the beach.

Once you arrive at the beach, you take off your shoes and enjoy the warm afternoon sunshine. "I used to come here a lot with my father, visit friends and just relax. But he was always thinking about 19, it was always on his mind. It was hard for him to relax.... just like it's hard for me now...19 is my home. I grew up there, I know everything about this station. I've seen people grow up with that station and now they're veterans at their jobs. That's where I want to be. Unbelievable that it almost burned down." Andy stops and looks into the emptiness of the ocean. "hey...it happened, but everything will be rebuilt. you'll stay captain and things will go back to normal." you give her a kiss on the cheek. 

"If the department doesn't blame me for what happened. It's been my job to keep a cool head..."

"Yes, but these were events that you could never influence. We will deal with them if necessary" Andy was just about to say something when you both heard a terrible scream. A woman is running with a lifeless child in her arms and keeps calling for help. 

"Oh god Andy!" You both don't hesitate and immediately run to the woman and Andy picks up the child, puts it on the floor and feels for a pulse.

"Señora, ¿qué ha pasado?" (Lady what happened?) Andy says tense.

"Se ha metido una piedra en la boca, quería sacársela pero ya se la ha tragado, ¡oh dios por favor ayúdale!". (He put a stone in his mouth, I wanted to get it out but he's already swallowed it, oh god please help him!)

"¡Todavía tengo un ligero pulso!" (Still got a slight pulse!) Andy picks up the boy, uses the Heimlich and doesn't give up while the mother starts to hyperventilate. You try to calm her down while Andy continues to try to clear the boy's airways. 

"damn the stone must be too deep!" Andy takes him by the legs, lets him hang down and keeps tapping hard on the child's back and miraculously the stone finally falls out of his throat. He coughs hard and starts to cry, which makes Andy and you breathe a sigh of relief. The first responders, who you had also called in the meantime, arrive immediately.

"¡que dios os proteja y os de las gracias por siempre! ¡muchas gracias, sin vosotros habría tenido que enterrar a mi propio hijo!" (may god protect you and thank you forever! thank you so much, without you I would have had to bury my own son!) The first responders are impressed and take care of the little boy. The mother hugs Andy and you exuberantly.

"no hay problema... todo lo mejor para ambos" (no problem...all the best to you both)

Andy smiles caringly and you say goodbye. "phew...wow...great performance Captain?" you look at her proudly. "Stop it.." Andy smiles embarrassedly and turns towards the sea. 

"Children...are full of surprises. That's why I never wanted any," you say without thinking, amused, but Andy unconsciously flinches at your words. "You...don't want children?"

"Well, I never really thought about it. I don't have great experience with them. And you?" You look at Andy curiously. "So...well with the right partner maybe" Andy's eyes avoid yours. "OK, what's going on. You look like something is going on" you sit down on the sand and enjoy the warm Caribbean wind. "I was once pregnant by a boyfriend at the time. We had been together for a while but the circumstances just weren't right. I...aborted it. I never told him anything about it because if Ryan had wanted it, I wouldn't have it managed to abort..."

"wow..ok. kind of understandable." you let sand trickle between your fingers. "I'm captain now. I just can't think about it at the moment, but it's never out of the question." You look at her thoughtfully and take a deep breath. "Okay, well, if you're sure you want children then why not? You could stay as captain and I could carry the baby. But that's a topic later." You clean your hands.

You both stand up and smile lovingly at each other. You feel something in Andy's eyes that you've never felt from her before, but you can't place it. "i...is everything ok Andy...?"

"yes, everything's fine. we should go back slowly. it'll be dark soon. tomorrow we'll go hiking" you watch her and pause for a moment, the aura that surrounds Andy feels strange, then you run after her.

Back at the villa you sit on the balcony with some tea when Andy comes over and keeps you company. "First day here and already such an action today" you laugh quietly and Andy joins in. "yes, true" Andy drinks her tea, stands up in front of you and tenderly takes your hand. "let's go inside" She slowly leads you to your bedroom, stands in front of you and cups your face with one hand. "You...have been so stubborn..." a kiss on your neck follows. "I? More like..you" You enjoy her touch and inhale sharply. She gently pushes you onto the bed and unzips her robe. "We should really celebrate our arrival here..." Andy teases you with her look.

-----------18+ RAW SMUT (if u wanna skip, feel free and skip to the next chapter)-------

She lets her bathrobe slide off her body. You want to sit up but she leans down towards you and prevents you from moving. She opens your robe as well.

"I'm your captain...you have to obey..." She looks at you teasingly and pins you to the bed by holding your hands, kisses your neck and places delicate kisses all over it. You whimper under each one and get goosebumps all over your body. "Andy....." your vision blurs and your breathing becomes faster. She moves down to your chest, places dirty kisses everywhere, marks every single spot on your body. She lets go of your hands, moves down even deeper and stops right at the sensitive middle between your thighs. She gently strokes her fingers over your clit, kisses it which causes you to reach into her hair out of reflex.

Andy suddenly slows down every single movement which makes you look at her begging.

 "Que pasa..?" (what's wrong...?) Andy asks, looking at you teasingly.

 "Don't stop...please..." you beg softly, looking at her pathetically. Andy cheekily raises an eyebrow. 

"I don't know you like that... begging the captain like that..." She leans down and kisses you, at the same time slowly and carefully slipping one of her fingers inside you. You moan in aggravation and cling tightly to Andy.

 "I'm sure there's more..." Andy speeds up her pace a little, making your breathing more ponderous until you moan in an ungodly tone, while you are melting under her sweet breath. Lots of little electric shocks go through your body as you feel yourself almost reaching your limit, Andy continues, nibbling your neck and inserting a second finger. "A...Andy...keep going" You squint your eyes and put your hands over your mouth as you start to moan, but Andy stops you as she holds your hands tightly and you groan out loud.

Andy smiles contentedly and lies down next to you while you struggle to breathe. "ooof... that was wild... pretty naughty of you" You turn and snuggle up to her. "You know that screams revenge," you smile darkly. "mmh...is that the way to talk to your captain....?"

"maybe I don't just want to talk..." you suddenly sit on top of her, holding her tight this time and looking at her challengingly. Your hand wanders between her thighs. "mmh... well, captain. you're pretty impatient, aren't you?" Andy looks at you silently as she bites her lower lip to hold back a moan.

"no...equal rights for all!" You kiss Andy directly on the mouth, so she can no longer suppress a moan, while you start to stroke your fingers more tenderly on her sensitive middle.

The two of you spend almost the whole night making love, turning it into a competition until one of you can't take it anymore and finally gives up.

AN: oops...what just happend here? Sounds almost like a small honeymoon. This was the first Part of the Puerto Rico Trip. Next chapter will also be longer.

[perkynurples]

Why are you losing weight if not to feel better about yourself?

holy shit OF COURSE I'm losing weight to feel better about myself. I'm doing it because I have high blood pressure at the age of thirty, because my mother never did and now she's having both her knees operated on, because I want to feel strong, because I want to continue to ride horses until I'm too old to climb up.

But I tell people how I'm doing it, and they won't believe me. I tell them no, I'm not on a diet. I eat whatever the fuck I want, I count calories so I am conscious how much of what I want I'm putting in my body, and I move a bit more. That's it. I haven't sworn off chocolate, or fried chicken, or pizza, because the second you swear off anything, you end up craving it that much more.

The second you start categorizing foods as good or bad, you're fucked. But that's not really the point. The post I wrote my tags about losing weight under was about fatphobia, and as I get more interested in the whole process, I notice it everywhere. People are terrified of being fat. Kids at work ask me why I'm fat, and I tell them it's because I love eating, and then ask them if they think being fat is a bad thing, and most of them are too young to really give it a good think, but those who do automatically equate fat with lazy. With bad.

Can't be fat, because you're automatically lazy and bad at taking care of yourself. Can't eat bread can't eat carbs have to eat healthy all the time or you fail at some incomprehensible game that just keeps you from enjoying what you love. Christ's sakes, we all have to eat, and we enjoy eating with other people, and we enjoy cooking, and none of that should be shamed.

Fat isn't a bad thing. It's just a thing. It's just an adjective. And the sooner we start realizing that, the sooner we stop saying 'oh I think I'd kms if I gained a few pounds' or 'it's my cheat day' or 'oh I can't eat this I'm watching my figure', the sooner we'll be able to start learning how to fucking relax.

[barbie-gurls-world]

I really need to respect my boundaries. I'm a mess. I keep justifying how I did manage to respect my boundaries, but I realise that I didn't do enough for myself. I was waiting for 2 hours (because I finally put a cap on it) for a meetup, not minding the potential hassle of a 10-km commute back home, only to be told that the meetup would have to be cut short. I tried to be kind, but I should've been kinder to myself. I kept bringing up the raincheck in the context of an agreement, but I should have brought it up for myself, not minding how the person i was to meet would respond. I suppose it was my intuition warning me of setting myself up for disappointment.

I don't mind going great lengths for my people, I really don't. I'm crying as I type this, because I remember how he called last night as I was in my ride home, to tell me how he felt bad about making me wait and waste my time. I held back tears as he apologised. Looking back, I wasn't speaking much during our time in the café... He kept asking me if anything's the matter, if anything's wrong, but I couldn't really tell him, couldn't look at him much, because I couldn't put a finger on it at that time.

You know what it seemed like? I remembered how my nephew rushed cooking beef Stroganoff because he already defrosted the meat and he had to go out for something. The result? Meat so tough you needed kitchen shears to manage them. It wasn't an enjoyable meal so it had to be salvaged by boiling the meat again. The meetup wasn't exactly a planned one but I wish I didn't feel taken for granted.

I'm always one to think of the other person, and me waiting for two hours was definitely me being considerate. If I knew beforehand what I was waiting for then perhaps he and I didn't have to go through such disappointment. I suppose I didn't know what I was waiting for because there wasn't really a plan. I was initially waiting for an hour-long meeting to end so he and i could "meet up", then probably discuss where to eat and spend the rest of the time, but his meeting dragged on, and when we did meet (he arrived 10 minutes later than the time cap i imposed) he had to tell me first of all that he couldn't stay long and would need to rush back. The convo was flat, he was (is) courteous, but he and I felt that something was off.

I don't want to feel like shit, but here I am feeling shitty. Perhaps this is what I get for always containing my emotions. This is what happens when I try to put a semblance of control over things. My feelings explode and go all over the place and I'm a big mess. Maybe I'll feel better later. Of course, I will. I've let it all out now.

Note to self: Think of yourself and your boundaries. Express yourself, respect yourself.

[whateveryougotstotellyourself]

Something has been ... under the surface for me for some time now. I have fairly bad road rage, almost daily. I have said things to strangers that I shouldn't (tonight - dude driving fairly fast with his window down as I walk by - "it's 15 km"- like I should say anything, who am I, the condo police?🙄). I find I am really quick to anger when I'm away from the hospital environment, away from Greg. I'm quite angry a fair bit. I think what it really is is fear and almost despair at Greg coming home soon because I will literally be caring for him like a young child. He won't be able to cook, clean, carry things, help with literally anything, so I'll be doing everything for not only me but for him as well. I have been barely existing as it is, I do not know how I'm going to do this. I know he has suffered a great loss with this spinal cord injury, but I have as well. I've lost my partner, someone who did so much for us. I'm scared that I won't ever really have him fully back.

[wanderella-w]

New shoes and a new companion (day 14-16)

The hunt for shoes in was successful and after two exhausting hours in the outdoor store we treated ourselves on a real Cornish Pasty. It was probably "award-winning" (this is how every Pasty seller here describes their baked goods), or at least it tasted really good.

I feel like I had to recover from the day in the town more than from all the walking, but there was not much time for that because we wanted to plan the next day(s) and have dinner early. Luckily we did do so, because it was in the hostel kitchen when we met Emma (19) from Germany! Finally someone else who was doing the South West Coast Path camping! We had a lot to talk about like where we were when it stormed/ snowed, our favorite camping spots so far (Emma had camped beneath four massive oak trees), and how we were all annoyed by the slippery mud all the time. We were one day behind Emma as we still had to complete the etappe from Padstow to Porthcothan, so we wanted to say goodbye with a bag of ginger nuts, when Emma suggested she would wait one day in the hostel and walk with us!

The walk from Padstow was quite nice and because of the low tide we could walk a long stretch on the beach where we saw a huge jellyfish. I dropped Rosa at the hostel in Treyarnon Bay again and after a cup of tea continued walking with Emma (if this construction sounds a bit confusing to you, I understand). Emma and I wanted to get outside and camping again, and Rosa enjoyed her evening off and alone. This time, however, it was only a few km until we saw Rosa again. We camped just behind Porthcothan and met her the next morning in Mawgan Poth. On the way there we passed the Bedruan steps, a formation of rocks sticking out of the water near the cliffs, that is apparently famous and looked quite beautiful in the rough sea. We also saw a first seal of that day (later a second one). When we continued walking with the three of us we passed lots of nice beaches and the whether was good.

We reached Newquay, the bigger town in the area where we had been two days before to buy shoes, and although we wanted to leave it quickly, we had to cross some things off our to do list first: buy food and a new gas canister, check if Rosas package with new and complete hiking trousers had arrived, and send a package ourselves with some of the unused things in our backpacks that we wanted to get rid off in order so save weight.

When we got to the edge of the town, it turned out we had to make a detour because the ferry over the estuary wasn't going. We reached the walking bridge that was only accessible at low tide just in time, and crossed it, before a gurgling sounds announced the arrival of the high tide water coming in from the sea. Two last dog walkers (locals, who both warned us that we should leave the estuary soon) were crossing the bridge and a group of canuers was getting ready to get their boats on the water. We were so happy we made it in time!

For the evening we had campsite booked, which was not on Google maps but which Rosa found via Wikicamps. It was a great find! We cooked pasta with pesto, lentils and mushrooms on the picnic table (a real luxury), while we were curiously eyed by a pheasant (we see these really a lot here, apparently they were once released for hunting, they are really funny animals). For tomorrow there is an easy stretch planned (Crantock to Perranporth), so maybe we can get a bit further than that.

[cheriepomu]

I love my current fruend group so so so much even if they are unhealthy but like :((

Also describing them and labeling them as MBTIs(observation and intuitions)

What a fabulous life to have Ni doms, INTP m m, X, ISTP, INFP and ISFP(?) in a single group

The chaos always unfolds, INFJ is always narrating shit, sending a story out of nowhere but still narrates the topic

THEY ALSO READ MY ENTRIES?#!#?#?#?

NI DOMS WHAT GAVE YOU THE REASON TO EXACTLY READ A NE-FI THOUGHTS?#!?

LIKE THAT'S ALMOST THE REASON WHY I MADE A THREAD SO PEOPLE WON'T HAVE TO BOTHER WITH MY BS

YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT NOOOOOO IM CRYONG THE AMOUNT OF SHIT I'VE EVER SAID IS KAJSHSJWHAJS

MEOW MEOW GIVE US LOOOOOORRRRRRREEEEEE

My intuition says you're an INFJ. Deal with it.

If Ni dom, why best? /Hj

INTJ with its thoughts and philosophies (along with an INTP m)

Also ily(/p, no homo) for smacking bussin musics to mw ANDDDD being part of my shenanigans mwa mwa also I made them say meow ‼️‼️‼️‼️

Not boring y'all, but please don't involve my brain with philosophies whenever I'm in a fever(whenever im combusting with energy, not an illness)

It's funny how they say "go d-e" to everyone but not me I'm so fabulous that I'm not told to kms😌/j

Omg I'm giving them part of my personality and way of speaking yall!!! I am so so so fabulous

MALEWIFE

I REPEAT MALEWIFE

SOOOO BABYGIRL/j

Cook for me pls 😭

Reason why I assumed this guy is intj is because of philosophies and interests in such things like bloody stuff, violence and stuff(probably opposite of mine‼️‼️), Emo /j they aren't emo, "fuck people" kind of introvert, did I mention their intelligence about technology? Not to stereotype but hwwoowowowowowowowowowowowoqpqowooqqoqoqoqoqopwwpowowowowoqpqpwpwow, meow material‼️‼️

One thing I could say is they're probably organised and have things in order and yet have time for Terraria it's making me envious😭

"why do you say they're a malewife if I may ask?"

Good question.

XSTP iz always talking about m-s and jim and has a big moo- (the word gym automatically says that this person is an XSTP)

Isfp having sexc fashion and also artist buddy and another buddy that takes part of my manboob shenanigans

Infp with its inner chaos, ily mwa mwa/p and infps in general (intuition. Also she reeks of FiXxSi energy)

INTP m with his thing on bandori and intj atutu philosophies and chinese histories,

X is eh, boring. Uninteresting topics, glad I didn't join its thread, probably annoying bs. I really HATED it when I was in a temporary relationship with them(like stop, don't call us sweetsie)

AND AND AND AND above all else they are(i mean everyone, including unmentioned) loving but only shows it in such ways and it's cute because people function differently but like they never play favourites but they're just mmmm

I love them, I may tell lotttttttsssssaaaaaa stuff about me and what's going on with me but I can't be honest

I can't tell them how much I cherish them even though we've only been friends for about a year

I've gone through more phases than I should

Yet they don't ignore me(generally speaking they do sometimes but only when they're deep into conversation, I always quit midway because I'm getting bored)

Yk we can just ping eachother but we chose not to aJajajajaj

These bitches makes me go outside my box, truly a home.

I've had many friends in the past but they always seem to betray me(venti pls adopt me hyhwyeheuheu)

I hope it doesn't happen again, I resent "history repeats itself", it's describing me.

Note: When i say shenanigans as in mischief behaviours and not dishonesty

Truly yours but never them,

ENFP. (Naur I'm not mistyped, a redditor typed me and they're an INFP like ily ily ily mwamwa/p and gave me some reasons why I'm an ENFP)

Bro I'm so lucky that they don't have tumblr ir else im dead

[midnightmisadventures]

Hi guys!

Lots of strides today. I finally realized why detaching has been so hard and why spirit has been hounding me to work on myself cause there’s still things I need to realize and work on before everlasting union

Uh, I think I might have adhd. Ironically lol like I think Liam was right all along and I think I’ve been trying to treat my mental illness in not an effective way? Idk it’s hard to explain but I think I have a dopamine deficiency and that’s why basic maintenance tasks are so debilitating.

And…..thinking, fantasizing, writing, obsessing about Liam is like a little pocket of dopamine in my brain I can lean on to fill the void there is without it. Like I’d rather die than do a chore but if I can watch readings and think about my cutey little warm boyfriend than it’s worth it. Showering? Can’t. Just kidding unless I’m playing a playlist that channels songs from cutey little warm boyfriend. He makes me so happy. The thought of us in union is so comforting because it gives me dopamine when I’m in lack.

So here I am trying to detach and abstain and wondering why I’m MISERABLE. Like why is it so difficult to stop “thinking” about a guy who’s hurt me a ton in the past. Why do I feel like it’s a drug I can’t live without. I was like, I get it I’m in love with him but I’ve learned all the lessons i understand why it’s necessary to detach like I have all the pieces why is this so hard for me? I just thought I was an idiot like no way other divine fems are having this problem. I’m out here bargaining my first born son to the divine if they let me think about cuddling with him before bed.

It’s dopamine!! Thinking about Liam gives me dopamine. Not a lot of other things do. It’s been my escape goat anytime i am trudging through my days of depression. I feel better if I can pick up my silly little cards and the lovers fly out with the 4 of wands.

But I don’t need confirmation. I KNOW!! it’s coming and I could never pick up the cards or watch another reading again and still bet my life on the fact that it’s coming. But it’s so hard to stop cause I’m raw dogging adhd

Turns out the whole time I was just mentally ill, go figure!!

And my room is a disaster, and I wanna kms every time I have to do school work or fill out a form, and I can’t cook for myself or function as a regular adult not cause I’m lazy!! Cause I have untreated adhd.

Which in Liam’s defense he told me I had and should get help cause he did and it changed his life. And I was just like “Aw ur so cute and shit caring about me from an adderall perspective, but no I’m not gonna look into that at all”

Like I was like babe our brains are the same but like……our brains aren’t the SAME.

Uh yea turns out they are. It never ceases to surprise me how no matter how much I figure out how similar we are, I keep finding out HOW similar we are.

We are textbook twin flames. EVERYTHING is mirrored. Every major download, tower moment, realization I’ve realized during our journey is always about another way I’ve overlooked how we reflect each other.

Everything. All of the realizations always boil down to we’re the same just mirrored back in some way. It’s so fascinating because it’s all the more reason to believe it all 150% because I am an expert on twin frames just because of our experience. Like everything you read, hear, or watch about twins to a T is us. About how you trigger each other so badly because we both reflect the same wounds and the same parts of us that hide. We had textbook ghosting, betrayal and separation, and awakenings at the exact time.

And I know I sound silly. Like no shit Arielle why do you think the divines always telling you to row your boat, it’s literally because everything is going to plan up to the second and every decision you’ve made has led to this point so at no point along the way when you were yelling screaming crying out of impatience were you right and the divine was wrong.

The divines never wrong, my intuitions never wrong. Crazy I’ve been on this journey for almost a year and the most basic principles are just clicking.

Anyway, I’m really grateful because I’ve been asking my spirit team. Please help, I’m begging to know why detaching is so hard, I’m trying my hardest to release but something’s not adding up I need help :(

That was literally like 2 days ago lmao they are so fast. And that’s how you know if something’s taking a while it’s on purpose.

Theres a comfort in understanding why that’s been so hard but also understanding why I need to fix it before union. Because if I would rather completely neglect taking care of myself and my life just to think about Liam??? Imagine how I would act if I got that dopamine fix from spending time with him.

I would be entirely codependent, i would do anything I could to be in his energy to keep dopamine levels high. I wouldn’t focus on anything else, I’m currently not focusing anything else!!

Anyway……lots of strides today

[kenyanhippy]

A couple of days ago, my mother visited me and my little ones. On the day she was leaving, my mom and I were headed to the matatu stage when we were accosted by this man.

“You have such lovely buttocks! Marry me!” He yelled at me.

My mom froze. I started grabbing her by the arms and trying to pull her so we could cross to the other side of the road but the man kept following me around my mom, very aggressively shouting lewd things and trying to grab me. Boys wa mtaa came and held him back and it almost got nasty but the man walked away.

Afterwards my mom asked me if this area where I live was safe, I told her I had never experienced such a thing and he clearly was a mad man. She told me to be careful anyway.

Fast forward to yesterday. It is evening and I’m getting ready to make something for supper when I realize there’s no cooking oil. I leave the house at around 7 and go to hunt and gather lol. It being a Sunday, all the local kiosks had run out of cooking oil, go figure. So I had to walk quite a distance to get some. I finally found some cooking oil near the police station, almost 1 km away from home.

On my way back, I used a quieter route. The place is safe, there is street lighting, there are stalls that are still open, and there’s foot traffic. I’ve passed here numerous times without a second thought for my safety or whatever. And the police station is just nearby.

Out of the blue I hear “Madam, today is your day!”

The mad man was standing right in front of me!

I quickly turned around and crossed to the other side of the road, near some hair salon stalls. I kept walking without turning back. I thought he’d left me alone.

I felt a hand grab me by the shoulder and a loud “COME HERE!”

I screamed.

I’m not even sure what happened next. I was terrified. Some ladies from one of the salons came and surrounded me. I think the man ran off.

I shudder every time I think about this incident. What was his intention? What did he expect to do to me after grabbing me?

What would I have told my mom I was doing outside at night?

The ladies from the salon told me that the man usually grabs people’s butts or even shows his dick while shouting his nonsense, so apparently I was one of the lucky ones.

I keep wondering, should I report to the police, knowing very well that he’s mad? Should I buy pepper spray? How can this man be stopped?

[souscramble]

warning for extra dooming and glooming. im self aware and know im about to be extra dramatic in saying this. i don't believe it's true but this is just how i feel about my art and ocs. i don't feel like being reasonable. im on my period so that's my excuse:

it just feels like there is no way to get someone to care about your ocs until you draw them. thats how ive felt for a really long time. you can talk about something and give it a name and shit, but it doesn't mean anything to anyone until you show them a collection of pictures. one reference sheet isn't enough unless your art is REALLY good, which mine is not. you need multiple pictures of them doing different things. interactions.

formula

1 really good art ref + writing = okay. this is adequate. you can probably share this. itll be interesting for an hour, but will fizzle off unless you can draw more.

5 arts including scenes/comics = success, you don't need to develop the character, even if the art isn't too detailed people will become interested, just keep drawing them and people will continue to ask questions and tell you how much they love them

no art / lackluster doodles / picrew / other character creator + 1-4 years worth of writing: utterly worthless. especially if you can't even bring yourself to share the writing because you don't think people would ever take you seriously (this one is where i am usually)

i feel like im too silly to talk about anything i find interesting because i don't take myself seriously so why should anyone else. talking about the complex relationships between my ocs always feels like something needs to cook a little longer, like i should do research because someone who actually knows how to talk to people might say "hey, normal people don't say that." or "that's not realistic, that's an odd reaction" or something idk...

chatgpt made it clear that i don't know how normal humans are affected by certain interactions because there were a lot of things i just never considered that did make one of my backstories more interesting and it was literally just "maybe he feels this way bc of this thing that happened" and it's like. yes of course that makes sense that's totally a normal human emotion to have but. i just never experienced that emotion so i wouldn't know.

i hate. making characters sometimes. because i fear that . if i share them with people there gonna be like. oh. that's cute but that situation wouldn't happen that way. why wouldn't he do this instead? like. idk i made it up.

maybe instead of making characters i actually care about that are full grown adults with lives and mayhaps did not have the best time growing up. i should just stick to cute little cartoons with i substance or backstory. i can relate to empty blank canvases more than anything.

but even that's not enough because i can't ever just pick one personality for any sona i make. it's always "do i make them happy energetic so" or "anxious but polite sou" or "odd bastard '''gremlin''' sou"

or should i just kms and start over. the only reason im not dead yet is because if i got reincarnated id have to start over from the current year and not 2001 which would really suck. i need the Internet to stay the same. there are a lot of experiences i want to keep. it's just the real life experiences that id want to change. what i wouldn't do to be someone else. someone better than me. who actually matters to people outside of the people they know personally. the only thing id want to keep the same are my family, with a few upgrades of course.

this is so lame im such a loser why can't i just be normal and good and cool. did i not go through with tragedy to have a motive to push me? should i have been more traumatized is that what im missing. i don't have any motivation i don't have any story i don't have a reason to live other than because other people expect me to and need me to be useful. i feel appreciated when i do things but i cant remember the last time i felt loved outside of my friend group and bless their hearts bc i love them too but i really wish my happiness wasn't locked to my electronic devices but there isn't anything for me out here.

[merrrrrrrrry]

hello<3

i completely forgot that the comics are on tapas and stuff djshsh i have a feeling those are gonna be my favorite parts too 🥺 there’s just something about the friendships and nick & charlie’s dynamic that’s so sweet 😭🥺

ahh that sounds amazing!!! i hope you all have lots of fun!! i would love to hear anything about your trip if you feel like sharing!!

oh that’s so sweet 🥺 homemade gifts are the best in my opinion🫶🏻

honestly i would like cut the fabric down smaller and put something hard on the back to make it sturdier and then add something so you’re able to hang it on the wall!!

im white fjdhd and where i live doesn’t have a lot of cultural food available so i have no special foods to choose from the area or my own culture fjshsjs closer to the bigger cities there’s tons more options but i have food allergies so it’s hard for me to be able to try different foods 😔 favorite foods in general though i really like all kinds of pasta and im very into sweet potatoes rn fjshsjs what are your favorite foods/dishes where you’re from? also i hope the seafood restaurant was worth the excitement!! what did you end up ordering?

this is super late bc i thought i already sent my response but i hope your vacation is going well 💗💗

-✨holiday pal✨

Helllllo💕💕

What should I tell you about my trip? So the stuff that I liked the most was how well connected everything is. The public transport in Mumbai is expansive and very well organised and cheaaaappp!!

There was one day where we looked at all the old heritage buildings and then went shopping at a flea market and we walked the entire day. It was some 10 km of walking. We got a box of nail polishes, a purchase that we've never made before at a really cheap price. I'm terrible at applying nail polish on myself and decent at applying on others. My mother's okay at both. It's the only bit of makeup both of us apply. We went window shopping at freaking Sabyasachi who's like a big designer like how Christian Louboutin is big.

We went to all the obvious sightseeing places as well, like Gateway of India and Elephanta Caves. I had so much fun roaming around in Kanheri Caves. Maa has some lung issues because of which she couldn't climb to see more than the first three caves. My brother('Dada' is how you say elder brother) roamed around on his own. My father('Deota' is father in my mother tongue) and I explored together and we saw all 100+ caves together. It was really steep. At one place we took a path that isn't meant for tourists. The guard said if we feel like we can go through that trail, then he'll allow it so we did!

Because of some extremely unfortunate logistic problems🥲 like the G20 summit causing closure of certain places we couldn't try Marathi food the way we wanted to but more motivation for the future!!!

The seafood restaurant was worth it!!! We ate a crab in butter and garlic and we also ate a classic mangalorean surmai fish curry. Do you ever cook? What's your favourite pasta recipe??

I'll definitely keep your idea for the design.

Have a wonderful day 💕💕💕💕

[theblondegoesabroad]

Day 21

Sunday 22nd May 2022

Today we woke up early. Earlier than planned as someone drove into where we were sleeping at 5.30am but we luckily grabbed an extra hour of sleep before we woke up to seize the day. We started off by visiting an old abbey that we drove past last night and found spectacular. No one was there when we arrived very early on a Sunday morning so we sneakily continued our pushing of the law and jumped the fence to explore it for a quick minute. Honestly stunning. The ruins with the views towards the tree covered hills was magnificent. And maybe because we were alone or maybe because I was a bit nervous about being there “uninvited” it definately had a special feeling about it. After a quick visit we jumped back over the fence and headed to Breacon beacons national park. Today we planned to walk to the highest point in the UK, the Pen y fan summit. Although because it is the UK we walked up in pea soup and it wasn’t until our 9th km that it actually started clearing and we could see more than a few meters a head of us. There were two options the up and down 4km walk just to the summit and back or the 18km summit walk where you go to three different summits in the range. We decided to do the big walk. But honestly it was tough. No view, wind, you were sleet because it was just dense mist and the wind just chilled you to the bone. But, and thankfully there is a but, the last few kms were spectacular and we could appreciate where we were walking and what we should have seen from the summit. It kind of made the first horrible kms worth their while. Although we would have preferred better weather, it was still a good walk. And I think we aren’t travelling in the area known for its sunshine so we will just have to suck it up and get on with it. Which I’m proud to say is what we did. This afternoon after finally getting back to our beloved car, we headed to a campsite. Since we had a bit of time we decided to do our first load of washing, we also attempted to dry it outdoors with a selection of ropes and quick draws to hang everything on. We managed to get most things dry but wow what a mission. This evening we spent a while cooking, we made a risotto with some cheap veges we picked up. Once again a yummy meal. Nice to be at a campsite tonight, a good break from wild camping and very very nice to have a hot shower. Oh what bliss. Love kate xxx

[ifthiswingscouldfly]

Ikevamp Napoleon Cottagecore aesthetic 🦋🤍

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I know y'all get bored from this idea but I have actually more detailed life with my man Napoleon.

Also this Idea belongs to @xxsycamore and here's the original post feel free to read it before you start reading mine❤.

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After 9 months from your relationship with Napoleon, you and him decided to move for some privacy and to start a new life together.

It was an exciting idea since Napoleon told you that he's ready to settle down and start a new job.

You wouldn't complain him because you know that some privacy is important for your relationship with him.

He found a beautiful home 5 km away from the mansion.

The house have two floors, with a special view to the garden.

Hand in hand you walked side by side with Napoleon and he was fairly happy with a warm smile on his face.

Carrying you into the house while kissing you at the entrance.

"Welcome to your house nunuche"

Smiling at each other you know that your life with Napoleon start now.

Every morning when the sun shines and its rays inter from the window of your bedroom, you wake up next to your lover Napoleon.

You yawn "Leon wake up, Baby, honey, dear" shaking his shoulder.

"Hmm" he turned to face you "Come here"

Pulling you closer to him,"Kiss me now my beautiful girl".

"Put you should wak-" and he pressed his lips against yours.

"You're so sweet baby" looking at his eyes, "No You're the one who's sweet Leon".

You decided to make the backyard as a garden, so you can have a nice view for a tea party there.

Swimming in the lake that is near to your house in the summer so you both don't get hot.

Having fun there would be a thing too.

You climbed on Napoleon's back closing your thighs around his waist with a childish laughter you hold him tightly. "Hold me tight nunuche, we're going to fly" and then he step back a few steps and then he run towards the lake and with a high jump you splashes the water all, "Are you okay?" He asked "I've never been more happier than this moment" you answered. Grabbing him by his hair "I love you Napoleon, I adore you so much" you said "Me t-" you grabbed him with a passionate kiss on his lips "Hmm" you moaned in his mouth. Your nails digging in his back you broke the kiss. " When did you become so bold nunuche?" He wrapped his arms around your waist "Since our first night together" you said "hmm let me tell you how much I do love you" cupping your face and then he pressed his lips against yours all over again.

If you know how to cook Napoleon would find it quite helpful.

And if you don't you'll probably wash the dishes after every dinner you eat together.

It's fair that Napoleon loves to share household chores with you.

He'll chop the woods every winter.

I can see him loves to cuddle beside the fireplace in the winter with a cup of hot chocolate next to you both.

He is very understanding man who need honest and strong girl to handle his new life with him.

I see that he loves to hear how was your life before you traveled across that door.

He'll discuss every single topic with you no matter what it is.

You like arts? He's already now a couple of things about this stuff.

Poetry? Books? He already have readed a lot of books to discuss with you.

Social matters? Yes he is a big fan of helping people and he know well what are their problems and pain.

The only thing that would really annoy you if you wants to live with Napoleon is his firmness.

He loves everything to be tidy and clean 24/7, who knows that the emperor of Europe has such a firm lifestyle.

Expect his sleeping habits, you'll have the best man when it comes to keeping up with every day tasks.

And he isn't ashamed of helping you with house chores like cooking, cleaning and shopping for food.

And he started to have his own work to earn money.

He will help with washing clothes and it would be a funny time.

You sat on a small chair in front of Napoleon, A big bowl and the wash board was ready near the soap so you can wash clothes. You bring up the bottom of you dress to above your thighs revealing its soft flesh. Napoleon were taken by the sight of them but you wouldn't mind anyway and he started to tease you with that. "Are you trying to seduce me! Aren't you?" He teased "Napoleon please we have clothes to wash here, please think of them not me" you said "mmm you want me to think of those clothes instead of you nunuche? Well I don't mind that but my eyes literally eating those thighs of your" and he attempt to touch them "Hey you stop now, your hands are wet and full of soap, h-hey that tickles stop, Napoleon".

Napoleon have never ever felt the peace before your presence and now you're around him, he is happy and at ease.

How you chuckles when he tease you.

And how you smile when you woke up in the morning with him asleep next to you side-by-side.

He got this life and don't want to lose it.

Also I can say that reading under a tree beside the, him cuddling you to his chest with a book in your hand.

He smiles and kiss your head whenever he felt like he is in a mood to tease you.

He'll say that your voice is beautiful and you're really vocal especially during your intimate relationship.

And you would close his mouth with a kiss telling him that you're ready for him whenever he want to do the do with you.

At night he love nothing but his nunuche in his arms in front of the fireplace with a soft melody from the gramophone that playing around.

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A/N:

▪︎I hope you enjoyed reading my headcanons, also feel free to contact me if you want such as this headcanons for any specific suitor.

▪︎Also I don't own the idea or the characters in the game, I'm just rewriting it.

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