#i need a new job so bad i get paid nothing to do like 4 jobs at once and im always on a time crunch and it's been absolutely killing my bac

[marlenesluv]

Lovers to Strangers to Friends. (CL)

summary: Y/n and Charles have been an iconic paddock couple since 2019, everyone loves them, but what happens when a rumor spreads that Y/n is cheating? (ends in friendship, dw)

note: pls note that this smau does not end with y/n being with charles or any driver, it’s only angst lol

fc: greta gabriella kazaren

warnings: angst, cussing

masterlist here -> masterlist link

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twitter:

F1 Drama Blog @f1dramaa1 • 2hrs ago

This morning, we have some big F1 Wag need to cover for you guys. Let’s do some background for new fans here: Y/n Y/l/n and Charles Leclerc have been dating since 2019, that’s 4 years! Fans love them, they love how they bring out the best in each other and how Y/n always goes to races and is so kind with the fans! But we have bad news….

Last night, Y/n was seen in New York with none other than Jacob Elordi. We might have glossed over this, but she missed the Monaco Grand Prix to be with Jacob?? And, she wasn’t wearing the iconic necklace that Charles got her, one that she has said, “I will never take this off!”

Let’s not even get into how Y/n didn’t go to the last two Leclerc dinners…. things are suspicious, possibly cheating?

Comments have been turned off for respect of privacy for Charles! Please refrain from gossiping unless you know facts!

*comments have been disabled*

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“Charles, you have got be joking?!” you said, following Charles out of his bedroom and to the living room as he had all of your bags packed when you got back to his house from New York.

“I’m not joking, Y/n. Get out. I cant do this.” he shook his head, your eyes filling with tears.

You knew that going to see Jacob last minute wasn’t the best idea, but you were there in order to plan a surprise for Charles, running into Jacob at the store was truly random. You weren’t a cheater either, in your last relationships, actually, you were the one being cheated on.

“You’re breaking up with me because of what Twitter says? This is ridiculous, Cha-“

“You don’t get to tell me what’s ridiculous. I mean, it makes sense! The random phone calls that you wont tell me who they are with? Leaving Monaco to go to New York randomly, also not telling me why. The last two family dinners?” Charles was mad, beyond mad, but he really didn’t need to be.

“The dinners? Oh, fuck you. You knows why I missed those. You seriously think that I can just call off work whenever you want me to? My work is unpredictable, I work late sometimes, I have clients that need things when they text or call, that’s how I get paid!”

“I could just pay for you-“

“No. No, no, no. You know this has been my dream job since I was little. Its not even about the money, it’s about me doing something I love. And you can’t support that. I have supported you during every race, Charles. I have always cancelled my plans to go to your races, yet you never even visit me at work! You wanna talk about our ‘issues’? Okay, here’s one: Why don’t you let me ever explain something before you get mad. Or, the fact that you think the world revolves around you? Or-“ he cut you off with a scoff.

You stared at him and grabbed your bags, “Fine, you want to just throw four years away over a fucking rumor, cool with me. Should have seen this coming.” You slammed his door and cried down the elevator to your car. This sucked, but at least you had a clean conscious since you did nothing wrong.

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liked by: isahernaez, lilymhe, and 527,043 others

y/n.user: moved in with my bsf this week! spain is beautiful ❤️‍🔥🇪🇸

view comments…

isahernaez: 🇪🇸❤️‍🔥

*liked by creator*

fpforcha: oh good, the cheater left

↳ f1fp8: right, cause we know for a fact that she did?

f1wags: aw :( even if she is now considered an ex wag, i will still love her posts. hope her and isa have fun

carmenmmundt: stunninggg!!! so happy you’re with isa, you guys will have sm fun

francisca.cgomes: pretty girls!!

user3: hate to see them broken up, but she is glowing

lewishamilton: have fun in spain!! 🇪🇸

↳ y/n.user: thank you lewis!

brocedes4: lewis picked his side of this divorce fr

f1gal9: i love how i came with carlos and charles, but i’m staying with isa and y/n

exwagsf1page: soo, do i start posting y/n now…

*liked by creator*

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charles’ instagram story:

seen by: arthur_leclerc, carlossainz55, and 1,262,023 others

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your instagram story:

seen by: charles_leclerc, kellypiquet, and 587,017 others

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text messages with charles:

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liked by: lailahasanovic, logansargeant, and 538,119 others

tagged: isahernaez and aricason

y/n.user: protecting my peace with my girls, puzzles, and wine 🎀

view comments…

user2: awe, we all love you sm!! so glad you spoke out about the rumors

isahernaez: best trio of the decade

↳ aricason: century

↳ y/n.user: that ever existed

*liked by isahernaez and aricason*

logansargeant: miss doing puzzles together, glad you’re doing well in spain!

↳ y/n.user: come to spain!! i miss you and the puzzles

lsediits: logan + y/n still being friends is iconic

user6: ex wags are the bestttt, they slay (so do current ones dgmw)

f1fp81: angellllllll

lilymhe: miss you, pretty

↳ y/n.user: i miss you too!

user3: red wine >

y/nfp1: charles really dropped the ball with y/n

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“Isa! Oh my god, you spilt the marinara-“ you laughed, gripping the island as Isa stared at the floor where she had just dropped the dish that was holding said marinara.

As Isa ran to the counter to grab paper towel, you took a picture of the pile of red sauce, still laughing as Isa ripped some paper towel off the roll.

Living with Isa was a blessing in disguise. The breakup was difficult, yes, and you’re sure it sucked for Charles as well, but now you were happier than you ever were.

You loved Charles, really, you did, but his constant lack of enthusiasm and support for your job was horrible. Being there for him all the time was never a question, sure, it was draining trying to make flights right after work, but you wanted to be there for him. But he was never there for you.

Moving in with Isa made you realize, fully, how much more you deserve. When you explained, in full detail, about how Charles’ behavior and the breakup, she was fuming. Cussing in spanish as she stomped around the house.

“Don’t laugh at me!” Isa said, as she continued to laugh and wipe up her mess, you joined her to clean as well.

“Sorry sorry. Be careful of the glass. I’ll grab the broom.” you got up, jogging over to the cleaning closet and grabbed the broom and pan, going back and cleaning up the glass.

Living with Isa was also messy, and chaotic, but you really wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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liked by: arthur_leclerc, lorenzotl, and 1,104,824 others

charles_leclerc: 📸

view comments…

f1wags: hmph 😒

cl16: photographer charles!

arthur_leclerc: ❤️

user7: okk…..

y/nsfp7: missing him and y/n together, but she’s better off

lorenzotl: photographer, pianist, and f1 driver

*liked by charles_leclerc*

ferrarifriends: love these pictures!

user3: ferrari men 🤝 being the biggest red flags 🚩

exwagsf1: miss y/n in these photos, but she seems happier, idkk

boomvroom11: these pictures are so cool!!!

joris_trouche: hes the photo man

*liked by charles_leclerc*

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text messages with charles:

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F1 News Article on Google:

Good Morning, Formula 1 Fans! Today, we have some coverage on Ex-Wag, Y/n Y/l/n, and F1 Driver, Charles Leclerc. If you are not interested in the Wag+Driver world, I would skip this article. Now, let’s debrief!

Charles and Y/n broke up about two months ago, both of them posted on their Instagram stories. Now, they still follow each other on Instagram, Twitter, and Tik Tok, so we know they have public ally remained friendly.

Yesterday, multiple fans have spotted and taken pictures of the broken up couple hanging out with Isa Hernáez, ex of Carlos Sainz, and Joris Trouche, friends with Charles and Y/n.

They were seen getting coffee at a local Madrid Cafe, then some shopping, and all seen getting in Charles’ Ferrari, Y/n in the passenger with Charles driving, Isa and Joris in the back.

We do not think this means the two will get back together, but seeing them as friends makes us all very happy, I’m sure.

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liked by: charles_leclerc, joris_trouche, and 612,024 others

tagged: isahernaez, charles_leclerc, joris_trouche

y/n.user: double date night (me+isa and joris+cha)

view comments…

f1wags: isa and y/n=power couple (deadass)

charles_leclerc: had so much fun!!

↳ joris_trouche: i did too!!

↳ isahernaez: cutest couple ever the two of you!

↳ charles_leclerc: 😒

↳ y/n.user: so true, isa!!!

user3: this actually healed my heart :’)

ferraripics7: loveeee thissssss

dr3edits: i thought they broke up!?

↳ f1wags: they did!! they are friends tho!

↳ dr3edits: ohh ok ty!

lilymhe: cutest

↳ y/n.user: you are

user8: logan rn: 🧍

↳ f1fans: her and logan hung out a few weeks ago and did a live stream on insta LOL

y/nfp123: ICONNNNN

user1: so glad they are friends now!!

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(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)

[alexfromjersey]

𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓼 & 𝓕𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼

jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: jah submits a demo. jenna gets questioned by hudson. fans start to piece things together

warnings: mature language

a/n: I want to quit my job 🙂. I wish we got paid to write fanfiction. I walked 14,987 steps in one single shift

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@modernbussywhip: AIGHT I NEED EVERYONE TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME

@ghostridingwhip: aggressive for wat tho?

@modernbussywhip: SSSHHHHHH I HAVE NEW INFO BOUT JAH'S MYSTERY GIRL! I have two potential candidates and please note that one of them is a little bit of a surprise

@highondatgreen: i thought it was clear that I'm Jah's girl

@ghostridingwhip: @highondatgreen whatever u smoke...slide some over here

@ghostridingwhip: @modernbussywhip who are the candidates 👀

@modernbussywhip: ALRIGHT CLASS IS IN SESSION. Now like I said i have two candidates but it could be more cuz we all know Jah is a hoe...a respectable one tho but i digress.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO UNO: Stacey Vernon, a popular social media influencer on TikTok. She has a twin sister Diana and with Davis, they all attended school together (as she has mentioned in a TikTok video). They were together at Stacey's birthday party not too long ago and even though Jah shut the rumors down of them being together...we never know when it comes to Shiesty.

@fnthechat: geeeeezzzzz if this Jah's girl....

@behindthespecialk: I love jah but there's no way jah bagged her

@shiestylover: @behindthespecialk: whoa whoa not u doubting my girl's ability to bag bad bitches. you must not seen her roster 😏

@behindthespecialk: HOW?!?! @sheistylover

@shiestylover: she just built like that 😏

@modernbussywhip: LMAOOO while we can admire the untouchable rizz Jah has later....we should move on to candidate numero dos because this one...is a little out there but plausible.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO DOS: we all know her, we all love her and it's Miss Jenna Ortega. Now now now before everyone start think pieces just look at my evidence ok come come....evidence number one back when the Scream 6 premiere happened Jah accompanied Davis to it. I'm 95% sure that's where they first met because Jah didn't go to Canada while Davis was filming Scream 6. 1/4

@modernbussywhip: we all saw jenna appear in Jah's vlog...the eye contact, the sexual tension, everything was there between them. But fast forward a couple of hours later, a fan posted a pic with jenna who was at a restaurant and in the pic u can see a tattooed arm and it's the same tattoos Jah has! 2/4

@modernbussywhip: CONTINUE TO WALK WITH ME! Fast forward more, they follow each other on Instagram and as a jenna fan also...that girl avoids that app like the bubonic plague EXCEPT for when Jah posts...every single post of jah has a jenna like...i don't think jenna even likes her mother's posts so for her to only be on Instagram liking Jah's posts....my spidey senses are tingling 3/4

@modernbussywhip: ALMOST DONE! now we always mess with jah on her Reddit so lately it's been nothing but pics and edits of jenna on it...NOT ONCE has she told anyone to stop sending pics and edits of jenna. AND every time she looks at one...her eyes lights up and she starts to smile and blush! Plus after the Met Gala, Jenna stayed in New York...why did she stay in New York?? Jenna's from Cali across the fucking country and she was seen around the Bronx area....YALL NOT FOOLING ME! 4/4

@fnthechat: if jah managed to bag the baddiest scream queen in existence...imma need her to write a book about how to generate THAT much rizz

@ghostridingwhip: fr...that's like level 100 rizz...past Duke Dennis level of rizz

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"Man this is the fucking FIFTH studio I called today and none of them got availability tonight" You groaned out of frustration.

"Why you wait until the last minute to call these studios?" Delyse questioned.

"Well I just signed up for the contest. It was a spur of the moment thing I didn’t really think it through." You said.

Delyse hummed in response and turned her attention back to the food on the stove.

"We can see if Kenny still got his home studio. I think he still live on 33rd" Davis said.

"Bet let's go. We'll be back Ma" You said to your mother and left with Davis.

"You got a song you gonna record?" Davis asked.

"Yeah I wrote it a long time ago. I made the beat and everything" You smiled.

Soon the two of you made it to Kenny's house. You walk into the building and climb up the three flights of stairs, remembering that his elevator never worked. You got to his door and knocked on it.

You waited patiently and slightly out of breath. You knocked again, "Yo Kenny it's me Jah."

Suddenly, the door was ripped opened and a furious looking woman stood there with a crying baby on her hip.

"Uh is Kenny here?" You asked.

The woman laughed sadistically, "Of course you're looking for Kenny. Kenny left four months ago with a skank from Brooklyn."

You and Davis looked at each other stuck on what to say.

"Um...you don't happen to still have his studio equipment?" You asked carefully.

"Nope. I burned it. I burned everything of his" The woman replied.

"Okay thanks" You both gave her a small smile and walked away from Kenny's former apartment. The two of you left the building with you feeling utterly defeated.

"What the fuck am I gonna do? I have to submit this demo by 11:59 tonight" You sighed.

"Don't stress bruh we gon' figure something out. Trust" Davis reassured you. You nodded and took a deep breath in to calm your body down.

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London, England

1:23 am

Jenna had just got to her temporary home after a long day of filming. She was exhausted and was glad she had the day off so she can rest properly. She pulled her shoes off and placed her purse on the table.

Just as she was about to sit on the couch, a knock is at her door.

She internally screams before she walks to the door and opens it to reveal Hudson.

Jenna sighed, "What do you want Hudson?"

"I...just wanted to check in on you. I know you've been working hard which could be harmful to the baby" Hudson said nervously.

"Now you care about me and my baby" Jenna said and raised her eyebrow in suspicious at the boy.

"I always cared about you Jenna. If I didn't I wouldn't be here right now" Hudson replied.

"If you cared about me you wouldn't have told my family about me being pregnant. That wasn't something someone who cared about me would do" Jenna said and crossed her arms over her chest.

"You're right. I shouldn't have done that, it wasn't my place to do that and I sincerely apologize" Hudson said.

Jenna hummed in response, not really believing his words.

Hudson sighed and scratched the back of his neck, "I truly am sorry and I regret doing it. I just...I just wanted to check on you after everything that happened with Neil on the plane."

At the mention of the male, Jenna tensed. She was doing good with pushing him out of her thoughts. Instead, choosing to focus on her filming. She couldn't and won't let him control her...not anymore. She deserved to be happy.

"I'm fine. I'll handle it" Jenna lied.

Hudson opened his mouth to say something but decided against it after seeing the look on her face.

"Okay...I'll uh...see you tomorrow" Hudson said and walked away from her door. Jenna shut the door after he left and sat on her couch. She was stressed and that wasn't good for her or the baby...she needed to relieve some stress.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i need help

NYC ���:

with 👀

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

im stressed

NYC 🩵:

well taking deep breaths and meditating i heard is a good source of stress relief

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

NYC 🩵:

was that not the right thing to do?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

nope

NYC 🩵:

ah shit

WAIT

😏😏😏😏😏😏

i know what u want

🤤🤤🤤 vegan food looks bomb don't ya agree

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

I hate you with everything in me 😂

NYC 🩵:

💀💀💀 wym? wat i do? is that not right also?!?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know that's not what i want

NYC 🩵:

what u want then

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know

NYC 🩵:

i dont know ms ortega

not a mind reader

use your words

A chill went through Jenna's body as she read the message, imagining you actually saying those words to her...under different circumstances.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

don't say that

it makes it harder when you say things like that

NYC 🩵:

😂😂😂😂

ain't it like almost 2 am or something over there

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

no...

NYC 🩵:

nice try

go to sleep

goodnight my honey bunches of oats 😘🥰

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you're annoying 😒

Jenna groaned and placed her phone down next to her. She needed to eat, shower, and sleep. But before she could even attempt to start, her phone dinged again. She grabbed it and opened the message from you, she took a sharp inhale of air.

NYC 🩵:

word?

*attachment: 1 image*

It was picture of you in the mirror with your head titled to the side and tongue stretched out your mouth. Your tongue was naturally long, almost reaching to your chin. But what also caught her eyes was your hand placement which was grabbing your genitalia through your gray sweatpants. That's all Jenna needed.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i take back what i said

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You laughed at Jenna's message and fixed yourself before walking out the bathroom. You and Davis got back to your Mother's house defeated from the lack of progress in finding a studio.

You don't know how you were going to finished this demo and submit it in 4 hours.

A knock at the door grabbed your attention, you watched as your mother walks to the door and cracks it open.

"Hey Leon" Delyse smiled brightly at the sight of the man.

"Hey Del, how you doing?" Leon gave her a smile back.

"I'm good just cooking for these clingy kids" Delyse answered and opened the door wider for Leon to see you and Davis.

"Hey Mr. Greenhill" You and Davis simultaneously greeted the older man. Leon chuckled and waved at them.

"Oh I knew I smelled something delicious. Man I missed smelling your cooking reminds me of the old days" Leon flattered.

Delyse let out a little giggle, "Yeah the old days."

The two adults stood in the doorway looking at each other basking in the comfortable silence. Meanwhile, you and Davis looked at each other before looking back at the older adults.

"I...uh just wanted to stop by and say hello. I don't wanna intrude anymore than I already have" Leon smiled at Delyse.

"No, no, no intruding...do you want a plate?" Delyse boldly asked.

It took a moment for Leon to come up with a response but eventually he did, "Uh yeah sure."

The older gentleman walked into the house and Delyse closed the door behind him. Leon pulled off his cap and held it in his hands. He sat next to you at the end of the table.

"How you guys doing?" Leon politely said to you and Davis.

"Eh" You shrugged.

"Eh? Why eh?" Leon questioned.

"Jah signed up for this music competition. Winner gets a five million dollar record deal with Passion Records. The contestants must submit a demo by 11:59 p.m tonight but we haven't found a studio all week" Davis explained.

"And I tried recording it on my phone but the audio is all grainy and hard to hear" You sighed.

"Hmm...can you sing the song you are going to submit?" Leon questioned.

You and Davis glanced at each other again but Davis just shrugged. You scrolled to the notes app and pulled the beat of the song you are going to use.

"Rollin' through with stacks, it's easy, money rainin' down, just like a storm, I got the riches-" You get interrupted by Leon pausing the beat on your phone.

"No" Leon said.

"No? What you mean no? It's a good song" You scoffed.

"Yeah for the early 2015 era when singing about money like that could get you hits. It's 2023 now, people want to hear something different something unique. If I was a judge and I heard that...I would think you're just hopping on the trendy music hoping for yours to be the hit. But you don't realize that everyone is thinking the same thing as you. The only way for you to be looked at twice is if you stand out. Let the lyrics come from within you, come from your heart" Leon explained to you.

Delyse then comes from the kitchen with a plastic bag with aluminum foiled wrapped plates inside.

"Here you go" Delyse smiled and handed Leon the bag.

"Thank you. I really appreciate this Delyse" Leon smiled at her grateful. He stood up from the table and grabbed his cap.

"Once you find those lyrics, come and find me on Southern BLVD but hurry though you got four hours left" Leon said and left the house.

Meanwhile, you sat stuck at the dining room table. Replaying the words Leon said, basically calling your song shit. It stung but deep down you knew he was right. The song didn't feel like you, it felt like a 14 year old wrote it and it wasn't your style.

You glanced at the clock on the wall as you grabbed a pen and paper. 7:48 p.m. Your eyes then glanced down to your phone and an unopened message from Jenna.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you have to be the greatest partner alive 😏

"Have to be..." You muttered to yourself. Instantly, your hand starts to move by itself as you write down the lyrics to your new song.

Let the lyrics come from your heart.

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Two hours later, you finally finished and made your way to Southern BLVD with Davis tagging along.

"Why Southern BLVD though? What's here besides crackheads and prostitutes?" Davis commented.

The two of you continued walking down the block until you start to hear the sound of music. The closer you got to the corner, the louder and clearer the music became. It was street drummers and Leon was in the middle of them playing the electric guitar. You and Davis watched in amazement as he kept up with the drummers until they finished their last cord together.

The small amount of people that were gathered applauded them and a couple gave a few dollars before walking away.

"Yo I ain't know you could play the guitar Mr. Greenhill" Davis said.

Leon chuckled, "I'm a man with many talents son." The older male turned to you.

"I'm assuming you got something better with you this time" Leon teased.

You laughed, "Yeah I do. Wrote it from the heart like you said."

"Alright, well you better warm up that voice. You got a song to perform" Leon smiled and patted your back.

"Wait what? Right now? In public?" You questioned.

"Uh yeah. You need to submit that demo in two hours. I checked to see if you submit a live version of your demo and it said you could so get a move on" Leon said and stepped to the side.

"I don't got a beat though I just have the lyrics" You said. You were really trying your hardest not to perform in front of people severely underprepared.

"Don't worry about that" Leon said and placed the guitar over his shoulder.

Leon then played a cord on the guitar, soon the bucket drummer started feeling the vibe and matched the cord Leon was playing. Then you heard someone sweeping from behind you, it surprisingly also matched with everyone. You start to nod your head, feeling the rhythm and you grabbed the beat up microphone from the ground.

Davis pulled out his phone to start recording you.

"Can't wait for you to get home, we ain't got to go nowhere. Airplane on my phone, it can wait til the morning. I can't fathom why you choose me out billions but I'll take it" You sung. You felt your eyes close as you got lost into the music.

Soon, you finished off the song to a large crowd cheering and clapping at your performance.

"I told you let the lyrics come from your heart. You made magic tonight Jah, take pride of your work" Leon educated you.

You nodded at him and walked over to Davis who was fiddling with his phone.

"And submitted" Davis smiled at you as he submitted the demo on the competition website.

"Hard part is over for now. Now we wait" You exhaled deeply.

a/n: if you put a buck in my cup I will shut the fuck up… but you ain’t gotta be a baller to give me a motherfucking dollar…

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[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Heya guys! ya'll are awesome by the way :) I'm pretty sure this hasn't been asked yet, but could you find some Sterek fics where either Stiles or Derek wear glasses and the other finds it really attractive, please? :D

Sure!

A Bite by FairyNiamh

(1/1 I 408 I Teen)

It was only a cake, how bad could a bite be?

Eye of the Beholder by TricksterShi

(1/1 I 3,941 I Teen)

"When was the last time you had an eye exam?"

A simple question leads to some lingering body issues Stiles has to wrestle with but, in the end, Derek proves Stiles has nothing to worry about when it comes to what he looks like through Derek's eyes.

First Date (Queer Your Coffee, Part Two) by alisvolatpropiis

(1/1 I 4,791 I Explicit)

“Holy fuck,” Derek whispers when finally sees Stiles’ cock. It’s gorgeous, long and thick with a big head, which is pierced, the tip shiny and wet. He should have expected it really, the piercing, a prince albert he thinks it’s called, not sure because he’s never seen one, never knew how fucking hot it could be. There are two balls just like the ones in Stiles’ tongue, one nestled in his pretty little slit, the other tucked under the crown of his head, joined by a slightly curved bar under the skin. Derek swallows hard and his mouth fills with hot saliva, one hand going to his own cock, shoving his boxer briefs down his thighs in a rush. He wants to stroke himself, but the thought of that piercing on his tongue, against his throat, fuck, in his ass, has him dangerously close to coming untouched, so he grips the base hard instead, staving it off.

Stiles purrs. “See something you like, big guy?”

Stiles Stilinski, Boyfriend Extraordinaire by MereLoup

(4/4 I 14,429 I General)

“Beacon County Sheriff's Department, this is deputy Mahealani speaking.”

“Oh thank god!”

“Stiles?”

“I, uh, I need some advice.”

“Advice?”

“Yeah. So, hypothetically, say you met your boyfriend’s mother and sister for the first time ever. Completely by accident. In the grocery store. And they convinced you to help them make a dinner to surprise aforementioned boyfriend when he got home after work. What would you do?”

Danny paused, and then, “Stiles, you don’t have a boyfriend.”

“That’s not the point! And I said hypothetically.”

“Stiles...what are you doing right now?”

***

Stiles never imagined he’d be in Derek’s kitchen cooking a surprise dinner with Derek’s family while they waited for Derek to get home from work.

Partly because their visit was a complete surprise.

But mostly because Stiles didn’t have a boyfriend.

Or even know who Derek was.

But he’d already come this far and Papa didn’t raise no quitter!

no aphrodisiac like loneliness by thepsychicclam

(1/1 I 19,705 I Explicit)

Stiles is 27 now, with a master’s degree and a career and a house and a serious boyfriend and a life in San Francisco that doesn't include Derek. But then Stiles unexpectedly shows back up in Beacon Hills, and Derek would recognize that scent anywhere.

Falling down like dominoes by allofspace

(7/7 I 21,666 I Teen)

Stiles has just started a new job, uprooting his life (new city, new apartment) to finally put his degree to good use. Aside from the hot brooding guy who refuses to smile at him, and his creepy cubicle-mate, the people are great, especially his new BFF Allison. Scott may or may not be taking their separation horribly.

10 Things I Hate (love) About You by catsteww

(1/1 I 31,153 I Teen)

When Kate Argent hires Stiles to date Derek and get paid for it, Stiles obviously agrees and sets out to win his heart. Except Stiles wasn't expecting Derek to actually have layers underneath his tough exterior, and he certainly wasn't expecting to develop pesky little feelings for him. And everything gets a little messed up along the way.

Lightly based on the movie.

If You Wanna Be My Roomie (Lover) by orphan_account

(23/23 I 65,056 I Explicit)

Realistically, Stiles knew that the local University's popularity and commonality meant that many members of his graduating high school class would be starting the Fall 2016 semester alongside him, but he never expected his longtime crush to be one of them. Even more so, he never expected said crush to be assigned as his roommate...oh boy.

I Wish He Was Mine, He's Really Divine by yodasyoyo 

(24/24 I 87,706 I Teen)

Derek has been pining for Stiles Stilinski for years. He never thought he'd actually be in with a chance, but all that's about to change.

OR: Very slow build Sterek, with nerd!Derek, sort of badboy!Stiles, plenty of pining and a Kira/Derek friendship for the ages.

[barbieaiden]

1. Kell: Dude. You're no fun to play with, you're too good.

Aiden: Kell, I love you, but I think you just suck at the game.

Kell: Dude! I always won against my siblings!

Aiden: Aww. I always let my brother win too when we were little.

Kell: You're cheating.

Aiden: I would never. I take these things very seriously.

2. Kell: By the way, you know that guy I went on a date with before your coma?

Aiden: Yeah?

Kell: Yeah, we were supposed to go on another date literally the day you got into the coma, so obviously I was like "dude, I can't make it, my friend is having a literal medical emergency", and he was like "okay, I'll just break this off here then, bye".

Aiden: Oh nooo. Did I cockblock you with my coma?

Kell: You literally did!

3. Aiden: I'll make it up to you. I'll wingman you so hard. I'll introduce you to literally everyone I know.

Kell: Isn't that, like, the entirety of River Bay?

Aiden: Almost, yeah. So you're bound to find someone.

Kell: Dude, you did not win again.

Aiden: You practically let me.

Kell: Dude!

Peyton: Is now a bad time to say hi?

4. Aiden: Peyton! NO, of course not. I didn't even know you were here, it's been so long!

5. Peyton: Yeah, I seem to recall being ignored for a month?

Aiden: Sorry about that. I was sleeping.

Peyton: For a month?

Aiden: Doctor's orders.

Peyton: Ah, of course. Totally reasonable.

6. Aiden: But don't worry. I'm back in my element.

Peyton: Do I want to know what that means?

Aiden: It means I'm ready to annoy the fuck out of you and text you every millisecond 24/7.

Peyton: Okay, I can get behind that.

7. Peyton: how are you doing?

Aiden: Great.

Peyton: "Great"? Really?

Aiden: So great. How are you? Are you still working at the mall?

Peyton: I quit impulsively a few weeks ago. I should probably get a new job if I want to be able to pay rent, but, eh. Video games are more fun.

Kell: If you're evicted you can move into Sam and Aiden's closet, I hear it's pretty empty nowadays.

Aiden: Totally.

8. Kell: Peyton, you're good at connect 4, right?

Peyton: I'd say so.

Kell: Help me win. Please.

Aiden: Who's cheating now?

Kell: There's no rule that says you can't have someone help you.

Peyton: Don't put it there. One step right.

Kell: Here?

Peyton: Yeah.

9. Aiden: Peyton, I love you so much.

Kell: Dude. Did you just make me lose?

Peyton: [Shrug]

Kell: Fuck you. Both of you.

[New scene]

10.

Sam: You met Aiden right after the car crash.

Jordan: Yes.

Sam: How bad was it? He never told me.

Jordan: Considering the crash, his injuries were very mild.

Sam: But he could've died.

Jordan: He didn't. And I don't think you need to worry about something that happened six years ago.

Sam: No, I just...

Jordan: Just what?

Sam: I don't know.

11. Sam: I hated Aiden when we first met.

Jordan: According to Kell's accounts you were simultaneously in love with him?

Sam: Attracted to. There's a difference.

Jordan: Not to me.

Sam: And how many successful relationships have you had?

Jordan: Well... I've certainly had relationships, I can tell you that much.

12. Sam: Don't you get tired of talking to new people all the time? How do you even find so many people you're interested in? I did it once and now I'm marrying him so I never have to do it again.

Jordan: It's easy if you're drunk and have very, very low standards. It also helps if you're fresh off a 13 hour shift at a hospital.

Sam: That sounds awful.

Jordan: I don't necessarily recommend it.

13. Sam: But you keep doing it.

Jordan: I suppose I have nothing better to do after those 13 hour shifts.

Sam: I'm so glad I dropped out of med school.

Jordan: You should be.

14. Sam: I'm just going to get some water.

Jordan: Okay.

15. Lucas: No, I had to do it because Michael thought it was "rude".

Michael: It was.

Lucas: If I pay for something, I want what I paid for. That's not rude. If I fuck someone's tattoo up I'd fix it.

Michael: You can't compare a meal to something that's permanently on someone's body.

Lucas: You agree with me.

Peyton: Oh, yeah.

Lucas: Exactly!

16. Peyton: Hey, Sam. How are you doing? Sleeping better?

Sam: A little.

Peyton: So... while you're here... Aiden.

Sam: Yes?

17. Peyton: He's acting... suspiciously normal, isn't he?

Lucas: Right? I literally told Michael the same thing ten minutes ago. This is the way Aiden always acts after medical emergencies, he just pretends everything's fine.

18. Sam: It's been a month. Things have gone back to normal, he's not pretending.

Lucas: No, sorry, no offense, Sam, but I don't think you get it. You weren't there all the other times he had to go to the hospital because of drugs--and that shouldn't be plural, by the way--this happens every time.

19. Lucas: He says he's fine and that he's clean now and then he just waits until people stop asking him about it and we're back at square one.

Sam: This was different though.

Lucas: Just because it was worse and because he maybe went through a tiny little bit of withdrawal while unconscious doesn't mean he's magically better.

Michael: Lucas, please.

20. Michael: You yourself said that there's nothing we can do.

Lucas: Well, we can't exactly force him to do anything but there's a difference between overcaring and pushing him away, and being so passive it turns into enabling.

Michael: I agree, but I don't think that has anything to do with Sam.

Lucas: I didn't say it does.

21. Lucas: I just don't want him dead, that's all.

Peyton: I seriously doubt any of us want him dead.

Lucas: Exactly. So we can't just trust that he's better because he says he is.

Sam: That's not what--[Sigh] I don't think it's fair to talk about this behind his back.

22. Lucas: I'd love to discuss this with him directly but he makes it pretty difficult. There's a reason he didn't want to talk to us for a fucking month.

Sam: Maybe it wasn't deliberate. Maybe he was just recovering from a coma.

Lucas: But he was talking to literally everyone else during that time, wasn't he? It's not a coincidence he ignored me, Michael, and Peyton specifically.

23. Sam: I... I don't know his motivation. And either way I don't want to be involved in this.

Peyton: That's fair. I didn't really mean for this to be a whole discussion.

Lucas: Sorry. Look, my point is just... if he's clean, that's fucking great. But I kind of doubt it. Just... keep an eye on him.

Sam: I always am.

[lustspren]

STARBOY EP 1. The Hills ft Sunmi

length: 8.2k words.

Lee Sunmi & Male Reader.

genres: smut, oral, mistress, creampie, rough sex. ✧

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2 months have passed since you made the decision that would mean one of the biggest turning points in your life. You didn't feel good or bad about it, it was just the only option you had at the time; of course, you could go out on the street and start looking for job vacancies like crazy, but it wouldn't be the easiest thing, right?

Plus, what's better than getting paid to fuck?

The first weeks had been boring; nothing out of the ordinary had happened other than a couple of jobs with some shy pretty girls, but it still wasn't enough, since Heejin was in charge of making sure that you both didn't starve. But like everything made with love and dedication, it began to turn into a snowball that went down a mountain; after a month your jobs multiplied, and you had gone from having a client every two weeks to having 3 to 5 per week. Of course, this meant significant economic growth for you for the simple fact that the more reputation and good reviews you had, the more you could take for each job, and of course, a relief for your roommate, who was slowly descending into madness from all the bills she had to pay on her own.

Your growth was not only reflected in the economic aspect, but also in your status on the allegedly illegal platform of gigolos in which you were. Like any service platform, the reputation was based on a review system, stars and anonymous opinions of the clients, and to your surprise, by the time you were two months old, you were averaging almost five stars, which, according to Heejin, was a rare thing to see on that network. Honestly, you didn't expect such success, since you didn't exactly consider yourself an Adonis in bed, but apparently there was something about you that all your clients always liked without exception, of course you weren’t going to complain, it was a difficult opportunity to ignore, and you would make sure to squeeze it one hundred percent.

Everything was going uphill for you, you had bought a new television, a new phone, and many other luxuries that with your previous job would have been impossible for you to buy, you could even afford to give Heejin a lot of generous gifts that, of course, were rewarded with a good night of fucking.  You felt happy and comfortable, and you could tell that your partner was too, there was nothing more important to you than that.

It was exhausting, yes, but money was everything to you, besides, what work is not exhausting?

Your week had been pretty busy; you had 4 clients, and on top of that you had to accompany Heejin to do some errands in the city center almost every day until today, Saturday. You both arrived at the apartment around noon, and the first thing you did was throw yourself face down on the couch, with exhausted legs and your eyes heavy with sleep.

"God, you're so dramatic, we just went to the hairdresser," Heejin said, shaking her head as she walked straight into the kitchen.

"Yes, but to go to the hairdresser we had to walk all over the mall, and before we got there, walk for two blocks just because you couldn't find a store with nice clothes," you answered, to see her while she drank a glass of water, "Oh, and not only that, you made me get up at 7am!"

"You need to get up early and do some exercise, don't be a wimp," you wanted to throw a cushion at her, but deep down you knew she was right.

"Not all of us do 7 damn minutes of planking, some of us are mortal," you settled into the couch, lying on your back with your head resting on an armband.

"Did you say something?” Heejin frowned and tilted her head, “I only hear baby cries." 

"...Fuck you"

"Oh yeah, fuck me" suddenly, a smile and an excited expression formed on her face.

“No”

"Ah come on, don't be mad at me," Heejin came out of the kitchen and walked towards you, to straddle your abdomen, "I'm just kidding, you're not a wimp or a crybaby," she leaned into you and cupped your cheeks with her hands, spreading little kisses all over your face.

You were really trying to look upset, but having Heejin in care bear mode on top of you didn't help much; after a few seconds a smile formed on your face, and with it your whole performance was spoiled.

"There you go, I knew you couldn't resist my love," she said, with the most beautiful eye smile you had ever seen. You could feel your heart completely melting.

"God, I love you, did you know that?"

"Yeah I know. I love you too, wimp," you were about to complain, but you were silenced by the crash of your lips, this time sinking into a slow, loving kiss.

You could have been kissing for a long time, if it wasn't for your phone vibrating with a notification that you knew perfectly well, since you had set a tone exclusively for that. You broke the kiss, turned to the right and grabbed your phone from the coffee table to check it.

"What is it?" Heejin asked, now with her head resting on your chest.

You took a moment to open the app and see the notification; indeed, it was a new job, but…

"No fucking way..."

You froze for a few seconds, and your eyes were lost in nothingness trying to assimilate what you had just read.

"What? Hey!" Heejin shook you a few times to get you out of the trance. "Something bad happened?

"You... just read it," you put the phone in her hand, and Heejin sat on your abdomen to carefully read your client's information.

"HANNAM THE HILL?" she yelled, and then covered her mouth.

"Uhm... that's what it says," you still didn't quite know what to say, Hannam The Hill was the popular name of one of the richest and most luxurious neighborhoods in all of Seoul, where only big celebrities, high-ranking businessmen and maybe gangsters lived. And yes... your client was one of those three.

"You know how big this is, don't you?" Heejin pointed at your phone screen as she looked at you, still impressed, "She’s rich, if she likes you, she will recommend you among her contacts. You can become an escort for millionaire women!"

"What the fuck... I… I'm not ready for that."

"Oh come on! You have nothing to lose, besides, we would be talking about a lot of money."

"You don’t know that."

"Honey, women like her and me will give anything for a good cock, the difference is that I have one for free," Heejin winked at you, "But that's not the point, the point is, you have talent, and if you go with the right mindset, you'll have her in your pocket."

And there you were, again immersed in a choice that could change the course of your life, more difficult and screwed up than the previous one. There hadn't been such a problem last time, after all, they were girls of your same social status, so you felt comfortable and without pressure, but this situation was different; you never imagined having to go to one of the most luxurious neighborhoods in Seoul, to fuck a wealthy woman and take the "risk" of becoming her personal fucktoy. 

Of her, and if Heejin was right, of many more.

<> You asked yourself in your head, without expecting an answer from your subconscious. You were terrified of all the possible scenarios, but it was an opportunity that you couldn't pass up. You had to take a leap of faith. You closed your eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, letting out a sigh.

“Agh… fuck it, I’ll do it.”

"Yaaay!" Heejin celebrated with lively applause and a big smile on her face. 

"What if it's a setup to sell me into slavery to Indonesian smugglers?"

Heejin's smile immediately faded, just as her palms stopped in midair.

"I'm going to kick your ass."

"Sorry, I'm just nervous."

"Everything will be alright baby, be positive, okay?" Heejin leaned towards you and caressed your hair affectionately.

"Fine" you gave up with a sigh, giving the girl above you a little peck on the lips.

"By the way, when is the session supposed to be?"

"Uh..." You took your phone from her hand and opened the notification again to see the date, "Fuck, today at 8 pm. I have to get ready."

"Honey, you still have time. Let's just relax a bit," Heejin took the phone out of your hands and put it on the table next to the couch, then snuggled into your chest. You couldn't say no, so you just wrapped your arms around her and took a deep breath, a few minutes later, you both fell asleep.

6 hours later. 7:14PM.

It wasn't something you were proud of, but you were the kind of person who could be in the middle of an earthquake and still need a bucket of cold water to wake you up. This time, the bucket of water was Heejin's constant shaking on your chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey," she repeated, on an admittedly annoying level as she nudged you.

Seconds later you regained consciousness, until you finally opened your eyes and saw the brown-haired girl with a frown.

"What?"

"You have one hour to get ready and get out of here, hurry up!" she called out, then got up and walked to the kitchen to get a package of sliced bread from one of the shelves.

"Fuck!"

You got up (rather, you fell to the floor) from the couch and ran to the hall, then to the bathroom to take off all your clothes and get into the shower. You weren't sure, but it had possibly been the quickest shower of your life, so much so that you didn't even get to wash your hair properly, so the shampoo and soap were more than enough for you.

When you left the bathroom you immediately entered your room and opened the closet, seriously thinking about how to dress; you couldn't go like a homeless, but you couldn't go too fancy either, in both cases you'd look ridiculous, so you just decided to go with a casual outfit: a white hoodie, black joggers and a pair of sneakers. You also thought about putting on perfume, but the variety you had in your hairdresser wasn't exactly too great; you chose the first one that crossed your hand and you applied enough so that the aroma doesn’t disappear so easily. Ready to go, you walked out to the kitchen to be greeted by the familiar scent of toast.

"Ah, just in time! Your dinner is ready," Heejin said, bringing a plate with two sandwiches to the table along with a glass of apple juice.

"Honey, I can't be late, I have to go fast!" You protested picking up your phone and putting it in your hoodie pocket.

"Oh no, don't even think about it!" she stopped you, as you walked towards the exit, "don't think I'm going to let you go fuck without having dinner, who knows when you'll be back!" her brow furrowed and her fists clenched, you knew it was best to take heed.

You sighed, and then nodded to go sit in front of your plate. The sandwiches were outrageously good, one of the few things Heejin cooked to perfection; ham, cheese, tomato and lettuce, just the way you liked them. You finished in no time, not much more than 5 minutes.

"Now I really have to go," you said as you got up from the table and wiped some breadcrumbs off your pants, "the sandwiches were delicious, thank you so much Hekkie, see ya later" you stood in front of her and gave her a kiss on the forehead, to then begin to walk to the exit.

"Wait!" She stopped you, grabbed your sleeve and turned you around to plant a sweet kiss on your lips, "good luck wimp," then she opened the door behind you, and pushed you out of the apartment. Now you were alone against the world.

Not having a car, the first thing you did was take out your phone to order a taxi, which arrived after about 6 or 7 minutes, by then you were already waiting for it in front of the gate of the building where you lived. You got into the backseat, and as soon as you gave the driver the direction, your way to the hills began.

Seoul at night was a beautiful city, alive, radiant and certainly intimidating, it was very easy to feel small in a place like that, and that's exactly how you felt, especially for the purpose of your trip. During the entire way you were staring into the streets, still trying to figure out if what you were experiencing was a lucid dream or if it was reality. You were completely disconnected from what was happening, you felt the music from the radio far away, buried under 5 floors while you navigated through your thoughts; you were so distracted that it took the driver more than three attempts to get your attention.

"Hey, sir, not to be nosy, but what exactly are you going to do in Hannam The Hill? It's not common to order a taxi to go to that place, normally all its residents go in luxury cars and don't need this kind of service”, the man said, with his eyes on the road.

"Oh, I'm just going to... hmmm, visit a... friend," you weren't so sure how convincing you sounded, but from the driver's face, it seems like not too much.

"Well, consider yourself lucky to have friends like that" he replied with a mischievous tone of voice, followed by a giggle.

You didn't say another word, you just let out a small sigh to sink into your seat.

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"Here we are, good evening sir," the driver said as he stopped on a street between residential complexes. 

"Thank you, have a good evening too," you said as you got out of the taxi, and seconds later, he was gone, leaving you alone in the nest of vipers.

And yes, you were the mouse, or at least that's how you felt with how intimidating that place looked to you. The change in lifestyle was very noticeable compared to the area where you lived, here all the people looked expensive, wore expensive outfits, went with expensive phones and had expensive cars; the architecture was nothing extravagant, rather, it looked simple, but the large windows of the residential buildings showed why it was such an exclusive area. The air that was breathed was also different, and it wasn’t only because of the height of the hill, but also because of the carefree aura of all the passers-by, they knew that they were rich people with a settled life, that they didn’t have to worry about shitty bosses or shitty salaries. You automatically felt like an intruder.

You were standing on the sidewalk of what you knew was the main street, with a slightly meandering shape that went between the buildings. In front of you was a five-story residential complex in the shape of a small semicircle, with balconies protruding one below the other in a system of levels, all being the same size, they reminded you of the stairs to go up to your apartment; you reckoned at least three more of those to the end of the street; they were the most attractive in the whole place, since the others were ordinary buildings, luxurious, yes, but seen from the sky they could be perfectly located in the center of Seoul.

You could have easily stood still for five more minutes, but the people passing by began to look at you with suspicion, you assumed that it wasn’t normal for an idiot to stay there for so long in a place like that. You took out your phone to look at the exact address of the apartment, you had no idea which of all the buildings it was, so you just started exploring.

Thank the gods, it hadn't been that difficult, you had the number of the building, so it was just a matter of walking for a while until you found the right one; time ended up taking you to one of the buildings on the right row, specifically one that faced the Han River and the beautiful bridges that passed over it, but as expected, you couldn't even get into the hall that easily, since there was a security guard at the gate, the old man wasn't intimidating at all, but it was still an obstacle.

"Excuse me sir, I'm going to the apartment…" you checked your phone for a second, "5, top floor."

The guard looked you up and down and then walked over to you, patting your waist and legs a few times to make sure you weren't carrying a weapon, then turned around, picking up the phone on the wall to dial a number that you assumed was the one from your client's apartment.

"Good night, Miss Lee, here is a man who says is coming to visit you... yes, what is your name, sir?" the guard asked as he looked at you.

"Uh… she knows me as Starboy, Star-boy," you separated the word into syllables, so the guard would repeat it through the phone correctly; you quickly felt embarrassed by the alias, as the man gave you a puzzled look.

"Sssu-taru-boy… Aha… understood, at your service," finally, the guard hung up and nodded for you to come in, "go ahead, sir, have a good night."

"Thank you," you said with a small bow to the man before moving into the hall. You walked straight to the elevator, and pressed the button that would take you to the apartment floor; when the doors opened again, you felt a chill run down your spine, which later evolved into goosebumps all over your body. The door was there, at the end of the wide corridor that seemed to grow longer and longer; you walked slowly, as if the person waiting for you behind that door was a demon straight outta Lucifer's legion (it probably was).

"Okay, focus, you can do this," you murmured to yourself as you stood in front of the beautiful mahogany door, shaking your shoulders to release your nerves, and then, after a few seconds of mental preparation, you pressed the bell.

Not even 5 seconds passed when the green light of the security system installed on the doorknob turned on. The door opened.

And there she was, possibly one of the most beautiful women you've ever seen.

The beauty and class that her aura transmitted was completely out of the ordinary, it captivated all your senses in the best possible way; dark brown hair that reached halfway down her torso, perfectly wavy, shiny, and manicured; a turtleneck dress with long sleeves fitted to her curvy body, whose incredibly sexy legs stood out for their length and how creamy they looked. And her face, for God's sake, you've never seen anything like it. Her eyes were sharp like those of a predator, with an outline that only highlighted how deep her gaze was; you felt intimidated, but from the way she looked you up and down, you soon felt turned on.

"Come in" the woman said in a harsh and commanding tone of voice as she stepped aside.

And that's what you did. You crossed the door frame, to later hear how it closed behind you.

The apartment was fascinating despite how "minimalist" it was, but what caught your immediate attention was the large window that ran from one end of the apartment to the other, giving a beautiful view of the river, the bridges and the city in the distance; unintentionally you went straight to the glass, stunned by the beauty that came from every corner of your eyes.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" her voice behind your left shoulder chilled you.

"Yes... everything looks so different from here... it must be amazing to see something like this every morning."

"Over time you get used to it and it stops being so impressive, but that doesn't stop it from being beautiful," she put a hand on your waist, pulling you a little closer to her, "come on, let's relax a bit."

The moment you turned around, Miss Lee separated from you and walked over to the long L-shaped sofa in the middle of the room.

"Have a seat, please," she said before leaving you alone to go to what you thought was the kitchen. You sat in the middle of the couch and leaned your back on the cushion behind you, which by the way, you felt was more expensive than your entire apartment by itself; in front of you, a coffee table and two single sofas with heart-shaped cushions. You looked up a little more, to admire the huge television fixed perfectly in the middle of a bookcase, which was adorned on both sides with a few portraits, small statues, and… sketches? You leaned forward to take a closer look, realizing that they were sketches of dresses, vests and blouses.

"Looks like you've already noticed my amazing designs," Miss Lee said as she came back with two crystal glasses in one hand, and an ice bucket with a bottle inside.

"Are you a fashion designer?" you asked, while she left the bucket and the glasses on the table.

"Do you think a simple designer can afford this apartment?" she sat next to you, her right elbow on the back of the sofa and her legs crossed one on top of the other. Her posture, her gaze and her tone of voice made you feel small and vulnerable, you knew she was scanning every detail of you.

“Well…”

"No, even though I do designs from time to time, it's not my job, in fact, I'm the one in charge of approving the designers' work."

"Then you are?..."

"Do you know Style Nanda?"

You weren’t a very passionate person about fashion, but you did a little tour of your memories, without going any further, you went to the morning of that same day, when you were in the center of Seoul with Heejin and you visited a mall. Yes, you had a vague memory of the great facade of the brand among all the others, it was pink, and it reminded you of the facade of some Tommy Hilfiger stores.

"Yes?" you finally said.

"CEO."

Well, that made sense.

"Oh wow... Well, you're definitely thirty steps above me."

"We're not here to prove my superiority, we're here for you to fuck me like no one has ever fucked me before," with that sentence, you felt a small tingle from your lower abdomen to your crotch, it was starting. But still, you didn't want to get nervous, you had to keep your composure. You looked into her eyes, holding her intense cat-like gaze for a few seconds.

"I'm sure I won't disappoint you."

"You better not," it was very subtle, but you could tell one of her eyebrows arched slightly, "but well, as much as I'd love to keep talking about myself, would you mind pouring the wine while you tell me why you're doing this?"

You obeyed the order and leaned forward to take the bottle already uncovered from the ice, it was white wine, and it had a name that you couldn't even pronounce out loud: <>, you had no idea what it meant, but from the presentation of the bottle, it also seemed more expensive than your entire apartment.

"Well, long story short, my boss was a fucking bitch and she only fired me because she didn't like me," you began, as you carefully poured the wine into both glasses, "I was a very good employee, and had a good working relationship with my colleagues, but I don't know, I was the only one in my department to be fired."

You put the bottle of wine back in the bucket, and took both glasses to hand one to her. Miss Lee kept her eyes on you, waiting for you to keep counting.

"Then I got home, and my roommate tried to find solutions for me while I hated my life, and I don't remember how we got to that, but, she told me about this platform and how I could get the most out of it thanks to my qualities. "

"Her? Do you live with a girl?"

"Hm? Ah, yes, since 2 years ago, we have become very close."

"Do you fuck her?"

You weren't shy about answering, but the question still took you by surprise.

"Uhm... yes, quite a lot, I'd say."

"I see… so, she recommended the platform to you because of the size of your cock?"

"Not only because of its size, I also know how to use it."

For the first time that night, you could see a very small hint of a smirk on her face.

"Alright then, how about we make a toast to you being here?" she raised her glass to you, and you did the same, causing both glasses to slightly touch 

You both took a sip of your wine, and you were surprised at how delicious it was, with a mix of flavors between pear, apple, lemon, and grapes. You weren't exactly a wine fan, you were more into drinking vodka, but you would definitely give it more chances from now on.

"Well…" Miss Lee put the glass down on the table and then carefully took yours from your hands to do the same, carefully removed her heels, and straddle your lap, her dress slipped up a bit, allowing you to see the black of her panties for a moment, "how about we get started?"

Miss Lee cupped your face with both hands and crashed her lips against yours, melting them in a kiss that from the first moment was slow but full of passion. You sank down a bit on the sofa, leaving her body slightly on top of yours.

"Don't be shy… touch me," she murmured in the middle of the kiss, which she then intensified with the addition of her tongue. You didn't need her to tell you twice; your hands went straight to her waist, pressing her body to yours and then raising her dress to her abdomen, you squeezed her butt hard, and noticed that she was only wearing a thong. With more freedom to move her legs, she gripped her thighs on either side of your body, and began rubbing her crotch against the growing bulge in your pants. 

The sensation of her ass between your fingers was incredible, her flesh was soft and spongy, perfect for squeezing and massaging; but as much as you wanted to grope her ass all night, you also wanted to get a feel of her tits; your hands slid between your bodies to her mounds, giving each one a gentle squeeze, and to your surprise, Miss Lee wasn’t wearing a bra, allowing you to fully feel the softness and size of her tits under your hands. She moaned against your lips and also slid a hand between your bodies, reaching for your erection and returning the favor with a few hard squeezes, then she broke away from the kiss and placed her hands on your shoulders.

"Mmm, such a good kisser, first point to evaluate approved," she said, licking her lips.

Great, now you are also being evaluated.

"Clothes off, now," she ordered before standing up, you obeyed the order immediately, taking off first your shoes, your hoodie, your pants, and lastly, the boxer that enclosed your hard cock, which immediately attracted Miss Lee’s gaze, "Oh my god, it's bigger than the pictures… lay down there, please," she pointed to the longest and widest part of the couch. 

You went where she pointed and laid down, supporting yourself only on your elbows as you watched her unzip her dress and slide it off her body, now fully exposed to you. She was the perfect definition of a fleshy, smooth and curvaceous body, starting from her beautiful tits, which had you drooling just looking at them as she got closer to you.

She walked up to stand in front of your feet and turned around, to slowly slide her thong off her ass and down her legs, giving you your first glimpse of her plump wet pussy, and sure enough, your cock throbbed at the thought that soon you were going to be wrapped by that meat.

Before getting on the couch with you, Miss Lee pressed several switches on the wall until only the lights above you were on, while the rest of the room was dark, giving the encounter a more sexy and intimate touch.

"You better know how to eat pussy… if I'm happy with your work, you'll be rewarded immediately," Miss Lee crawled over you until her tummy was on your face, then turned around, and settled her body so that her pussy was floating inches from your mouth. Little by little she lowered her hips, until finally your face was buried between her soft buttocks, and when you felt her pussy on your lips, you began to use your tongue delicately as a prelude to what was to come; you moved along her slit, making long licks complemented by sensual kisses on her folds; her moans soon became present, they were very subtle, but the deep silence in the room allowed you to hear them easily.

"Mmmm," she moaned against her pursed lips, then rested her hands on your thighs and twisted her hips slightly; with the indication that you were on the right track, you brought your hands to her waist to apply pressure with your fingers, while your tongue varied in strokes and speeds; you were going faster now, and as her sweet nectar seeped from her pussy, your thirst to please her seemed more and more fueled.

It took a little while, but within seconds Miss Lee was grinding her hips against your face, slow at first, but as you increased the pace of your licking at her clit so did her desperation for more pleasure. Her moans were no longer controlled and discreet, now the whole room was full of her beautiful sounds of joy; her nails dug into either side of your hip before she dropped against your body, her tits pressed against your lower abdomen, and you felt her take your hard cock with one hand and shove it into her mouth without any warning.

The sudden feeling of warmth around your cock made you moan, but that didn't stop you. You knew that was the reward for doing a good job, so you doubled your efforts, squeezing her buttocks and eating her pussy like a hungry animal. She moaned around your shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, giving you a perfect messy blowjob that wouldn't last much longer.

"Oh shit, oh shit, that's it, just like that!" she moaned loudly as she pulled your cock out of her mouth, straightening up so she could grind her ass against your face; you were smothering between her buttocks and against her pussy, but you didn't give a damn, you kept licking frantically while Miss Lee used your hair as a prop to move harder.

Not many seconds passed when her moans grew louder, you gave one last effort, reaching for her tits with both hands and giving each one a strong squeeze, igniting the spark that would trigger her orgasm. Her thighs pressed against each side of your face with such force that you felt your skull would explode; she fell forward, gripping to your hips as spasms controlled her. Her juices spilled all over your face, but you scooped up as much as you could with your tongue until her body relaxed, as did the pressure of her thighs against your head.

Regaining her composure, Miss Lee pushed her ass out of your face and turned around again, to straddle your abdomen and lean forward, cupping your chin between her thumb and forefinger.

"Congratulations… you're the first to pass this point, no one has ever eaten my pussy so good," she said quietly, still catching her breath, "you did so well, that you earned the privilege of cumming on my tits."

She placed a kiss on your lips, before sliding down your body and positioning herself between your legs. Your cock throbbed right in front of her face, which made her smirk.

"You have an amazing cock… it feels really, really good in my mouth," she said, as she placed wet kisses on your balls, working her way up to your tip, "that's another approved point for you, by the way."

Miss Lee took your cock in one hand and gazed into your eyes as she twirled her tongue around your head, before giving it a couple of kisses and bringing half of your shaft into her mouth. A long moan of satisfaction left your mouth at the now familiar feeling of warmth around your cock; Miss Lee started pumping her head slowly, as if she wanted to make sure you felt the softness of her lips and tongue as much as possible; you propped yourself up on your elbows to get a more comfortable look, while she gave you the most sensual blowjob you had received in your life.

At first she didn't take more than half of your shaft inside her mouth, but as the seconds went by she almost reached the base of your cock, leaving it all covered with a thick layer of saliva; she didn't increase the pace at any time, on the contrary, she took you out of her mouth only to now concentrate on your balls, sucking one of them and slowly jerking you off with her hand.

You were in goddamn heaven as she worked on your balls and your cock at the same time, she was very experienced at it as she applied the perfect suction force to make it enjoyable but not painful at all. Once your balls were also covered in saliva, her mouth returned to your cock immediately; her head pumps became slightly faster, with the intention of taking you to the final stretch; she took your full length this time, not even showing any gag reflex.

"Let me know when you're going to cum, okay? You haven't earned the privilege of cumming in my mouth yet," she said after a short pause, and you just nodded. When she returned to your cock she added her hand to the equation, making a corkscrew motion that sent you into ecstasy before a minute had even passed.

"I-I-I'm cumming!" you managed to say, and Miss Lee pulled you out of her mouth to bring her boobs up to your crotch and point your tip at them as she jerked you off quickly, making you explode immediately. You squirmed on the couch while thick strips of cum shot out of your cock, landing against the perfect tits of the beautiful woman in front of you, you closed your eyes while you cummed, and when you opened them, you admired her mounds completely painted with your thick load, from which several drops fell to the sofa below you.

"My god… you came a lot, I hope those balls aren't empty yet," she gave you a small kiss on the tip, before getting up from the couch and disappearing from your sight. You stood alone, still taking in the immense amount of pleasure you just received.

Miss Lee came back after a few minutes, completely clean and recomposed unlike you, who was still sticky because of the layer of sweat on your body. She climbed onto the couch, then straddled your lap, causing her pussy to press against your flaccid cock.

"Enough rest, baby, it's time for the main attraction," Miss Lee rested her hands on your abdomen and began grinding her hips back and forth, making your cock completely hard again after a few seconds; then she leaned forward and cupped your shaft with one hand, rubbing your tip against her folds several times, finally lowering her hips and impaling herself inch by inch on your manhood.

You pursed your lips, stifling a slight moan of satisfaction as you felt your cock embraced by her soft folds, her pussy wasn't as tight as Heejin's, but it felt warm and wet, so fucking wet. Your hands went to her waist right away, pulling her down to be completely buried inside her, causing Miss Lee to let out a cute moan as she closed her eyes.

"God, it feels so fucking big and perfect inside me," she gasped, getting used to your length, only to start moving her hips up and down after a few seconds.

She moved slowly at first, at a deep and passionate rhythm that served her to enjoy how you filled her completely; her hands were now resting on your shoulders, and yours went to her tits, which screamed to be massaged, and so you did, you took each one in one hand and gave it a strong squeeze, to then play with both nipples between your fingers.

Your massage on her tits only encouraged her to seek more and more pleasure, she put her back straight, placed her hands on your abdomen and began to jump quickly on your cock; her boobs began to bounce freely, but this time you didn't bring your hands to them, you simply enjoyed the hypnotic image, letting her use you for her own pleasure.

Her moans intensified in a matter of seconds, as did the sounds of her ass slamming against your pelvis; but not content with it, she paused for a moment to plant her feet on the couch, grab onto each side of your abdomen, and start tearing your pelvis apart with each thrust of her ass. You groaned out loud, feeling the inside of her pussy squeeze even tighter around your cock, in probably one of the best rides you've ever had.

"Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god! Your cock feels so good, sooooo fucking good!" she yelled as she closed her eyes and let out uncontrolled moans..

At this point, what you were doing could easily be mistaken for a round of applause after the end of a sports game; you felt that she was sinking you into the sofa by the force with she slammed her hips against you, so much so that it even became painful at one point, so you decided to take control. You held her by the knees and made her return to her starting position, but this time you wrapped your arms around her and made her stick her chest to yours, her face was centimeters from yours, so you took advantage of the moment to start a torrid kiss with her, as you planted your feet on the sofa and began to pump up and down with the same fast and aggressive rhythm.

She moaned against your mouth, nearly screaming if you hadn't added your tongue to the game, making them both squirm with each other. Your hands went to her ass again, squeezing each cheek and giving the right one a hard spank; Miss Lee instantly cried out and broke away from the kiss, burying her face right next to yours; now you felt her beautiful moans right in your ear, which filled you with energy to pound her pussy even harder.

"Fu-fu-ck me fr-om b-behind... now," she managed to say in your ear, between frantic moans.

You quickly pushed her off of you, she settled herself on the sofa, her chest flat against it and her ass perched at the perfect height waiting for you; you positioned yourself behind her, and without a second thought you slid back inside her. Miss Lee moaned loudly as she felt the full thickness of your cock filling her pussy; with no time to waste you dedicated yourself to pound her pussy hard, firmly grabbing at her waist and making her ass jiggle with every thrust.

"Fffffuuuck! Fuck! Fuck! Pull my hair! I'm too fucking close, pull my fucking hair!"  your hostess ordered between noisy moans, and you weren’t the one to disobey one of her orders, so you slightly leaned forward and took a big handful of her hair with your right hand, to strongly pull it back and make her look up.

That was the turning point. Miss Lee's pussy clenched around your cock, a sign that her hair being pulled, in combination with your thrusts, was pushing her to the limit. Not even a minute passed when her body collapsed, her muscles contracted violently, as did her pussy, and her moans stopped as her mouth remained open in an "O" shape; her orgasm was attacking her relentlessly, she lost the support of her hands, so her face crashed sideways against the sofa as the spasms faded away. Your thrusts became slow and deep, fucking her through her orgasm until finally her muscles relaxed.

"Cum inside me, fuck me hard and fill my pussy, boy," she ordered in a tired voice, looking over her shoulder at you.

"But... are you sure, miss?" you knew it was an order you couldn't disobey, but you still hesitated.

"I'm safe, nothing will happen, now do it!" Despite being so exhausted, Miss Lee managed to sound intimidating.

Well, you no longer had an excuse. You had all the lights green, but you wanted to do something first. You pulled your cock out of her and gently rolled her onto her back, Miss Lee gave you a puzzled look, but when you grabbed her legs, put them over your shoulders and leaned forward to get back inside her, her face changed back to one of pure pleasure.

You put your hands on the couch on either side of her body, and began fucking her for the second time that night, but this time for your own pleasure. You didn't start slow, there was no need to, as you were so close to the edge that you were desperate to cum inside her. 

You thrusted into her like an uncontrolled animal, making sure your entire cock was buried deep in her pussy with every move you made; apparently in that position you hit her g-spot, as Miss Lee's face was so transfixed with pleasure that she couldn't even produce moans.

Not even a minute passed when Miss Lee cummed for the third time that night, but that didn't stop you from continuing to fuck her; you leaned against her thighs with the full weight of your body, and thanks to the sensation of her pussy almost suffocating your cock, you exploded inside her. You may have felt a bit embarrassed afterwards, but the number of loud moans you let out at that moment was a record for you; you shot your entire load into her pussy, spurts and spurts that seemed never ending; the voice returned to Miss Lee’s throat, who let out sensual moans as she felt your thick cum inside her. 

You gave a few more thrusts inside her, until you slowly came out of her pussy, which spilled the biggest amount of cum you've ever discharged onto the couch. You felt like you were going to pass out, if your life was a cartoon, you would definitely be seeing little birds spinning around your head at that moment. 

Without even thinking about it you collapsed on your side next to Miss Lee, your face only inches from hers. Your eyes were weak, but you were able to see how she scooped up some of your cum with her fingers and brought it to her mouth, without saying a single word before or after. 

10  minutes passed, until you both finally regained some energy.

"You're going to delete your profile, now you're ours," she whispered for you to hear, then sat down and arranged her hair in a bun.

"What? Ours?" you immediately sat down next to her.

"As you heard," she turned to look at you, "the reason I'm so picky about this is because I'm not the only one you'll have to satisfy."

"Wait what? What the fuck?! I never agreed on that!" you got up from her couch and stood in front of her, clearly upset.

"$30,000 per session, that will be the base price," she stated, and you hesitated a second at that figure.

"T-this is fucking wrong, you tricked me!" you were still upset, but you weren't sure how convincing you looked anymore.

"Are you going to refuse to fuck rich women who are going to pay you large amounts of money?"

Put that way, it seemed like a lucid dream, one of the best you could ever have, but still, you hated being lied to.

"I… agh, shit! No! I'm not going to reject that offer," you clenched your fists and turned your back on her, taking a few steps forward and looking at the boats that were sailing down the river, but soon you felt her presence on your back, seeing the landscape just over your shoulder, you could feel her breath on it.

"I understand that you're upset, but there was no other way," a long silence formed after that sentence, "... my name is Sunmi, Lee Sunmi."

"I thought you would never say it."

"Not everyone deserves to know my name, you had to earn it, and you certainly did," Sunmi hugged your back, her boobs pressing against you.

"Great, now what?" your sight now wandered between the buildings on the other side of the river.

"Now you will move into this residential complex."

"WHAT?!" you separated from her, your eyes wide open as you scrutinized her completely calm face, as if you wanted to find out if she was serious.

"Yes, you will be moving to this same building, the apartment below us has been vacant for months," she replied matter-of-factly.

Damn, she was serious.

"I don't even have money to pay for your door!" you complained

"I will pay your rent every month, but in return, I will not pay you for any sessions, and I can have you as many times as I want."

"But..."

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes, annoyed, "you can move in with that little whore you live with if you want, as long as she doesn't interfere in our business."

"Okay, thanks, I promise she won't," you sighed in relief, walking several times in the same direction and back.

"Good."

"Are you sure it's not too much for me?" you stopped to look at her.

"If you're going to work for us, you need to be as close to us as possible."

"Oh right, I almost forgot that detail," you nodded, then snorted.

"Get dressed and go please, I have important things to do now," she ordered, and then she went to the bathroom.

"Yes, Miss Sunmi," you sighed.

You went to the center of the room and dressed quickly, then waited for Sunmi at the door. She appeared a few minutes later, wrapped in a scarlet bathrobe.

"I want you here tomorrow at 10:00 AM, don't you even dare be late," she stood in front of you and looked into your eyes.

"Understood, and… uhm, thank you," you gave her a small bow.

"God, you cum on my tits and in my pussy, we can skip the formalities," she cupped your face in her hands and planted a deep kiss on your lips, "now go."

Sunmi opened the door, and you walked out of the apartment with flushed cheeks.

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The way back to your house was even worse than the way out. Heejin was right all the time in her hypothesis, when she told you you took it a bit as a joke, you didn't give it much importance, but now she made you look like a clown. God, what the hell have you gotten yourself into? Your life was about to change completely, just because a rich woman liked your cock; it seemed like something you should be very happy and excited about, after all, you were going to be paid amounts of money you never thought to see in your own pockets, but that didn't make it any less terrifying.

When you got to your apartment you rang the doorbell, and Heejin opened it within seconds, her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was wearing her glasses, sheer shorts, and a tank top with nothing underneath. She was probably drawing.

"Hi honey! How was it?"

"Well... we're moving out of here."

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Spren Notes:

Well, it's been a while, hasn't it? Hehe. Well, I don't really have much to say, first, I'm a lazy mf, and second, I've been busy for a whole month with my moving out of FL and all that adult shit. Anyways, the reality is that many times I was lazy to write, I'm sorry for that lol.

Finally, the first part of this series! I plan to write a total of ten chapters, but depending on how much support this gets I can expand it to more ;). I hope you enjoyed it!

[wonderlandmind4]

I’m a massage therapist, with really bad knee pain and issues. When I fell nearly 6 months ago on that same bad knee, I thought my job/career would be over because of how bad it was and how much pain I was in. I was out of work for 3 months.

When I was trying to go back too early, my former director of the spa I was mainly working at…..DID NOT want to accommodate my work restrictions and even with the doctors note, basically said it would be better for me not to work at all. And when I say accommodations, I was asking for no 100min services and no 4 in a row services. That’s it. Two things. Rather than say yes to that with a spa that was slow af (still is) she said it was best if I still was out for two weeks. And whatever, I agreed because I was trying to push myself to work again too early (I needed money and still do).

This is the same person who asked me to put away lien after I did 5 services in a row and said I shouldn’t be sitting if we get paid hourly now. I said “……my knee is really hurting so I’m sitting for two seconds because I just came out of a back to back services.“ she then apologized later but that’s not the point. She also said, when I told her that I sit while doing prenatals or the feet/back sometimes she goes, in a nasty tone “we’ll have to talk about that” like no. No guest or client has EVER complained or said anything about me doing it or knows I’m doing it because the massage flow doesn’t change.

Fast forward; the director is no longer there. I’m still at that spa, but now work at a second spa. So I have a new manager, (she asked if I could come in for a few hours on my day off tomorrow from 10-3, and I said yes cuz I need money!) who saw me bend over today and sigh and she asked how I was doing, I was honest and said I’ve been in pain most of the day probably from the weather and I’m still recovering from a knee injury. DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE TEXTED ME LATER!?

She said “I know you’re in pain, so just come in from 11-3” I said sure! Then after I was home, she texts me AND TELLS ME TO REST UP AND COME IN AT 12 INSTEAD! 😭

It’s just…it’s so nice to have a manager who sees/saw my pain, was able to rearrange the schedule and tell me to rest up and to cover only 3 hours. Like, out of the 5 years I worked at the other spa, NEVER did the director do anything like that for me, despite my asking or requesting.

I’ve been very busy at the new spa, but came off of a slow schedule, a holiday vacation and a sickness, so basically lots of downtime for me and resting and doing nothing. My body was mad at suddenly being super active again. And this manager tells me to feel better and rest up. Bless her.

[redhotchilisimblr]

rant about the sims 4

new roadmap unpopular opinion :

i’m quite satisfied with this roadmap. i mean, we got so many EPs in 2023 that I can barely catch up (I haven’t fully explored growing together, not finished my ranch and still setting residential lots..) there are so many things to do and a lot of simmers want “content for having content”, and are not actually playing the game. i know that we don’t play at the same speed (I'm very slow, I don’t age my Sims, haven’t finished Willow Creek.. so it says a lot), but how can you complain that EA releases too many packs, but at the same time request for more and more expensive packs? lmao it doesn’t make any sense. 

also, I don’t consider kits as packs. they are add-ons for people who want to expand some collections, but are not really essential to get (let alone the fact that some cc creators made some kits available as base game items). despite being a GC, I have purchased some of them with my own money and I regret some kits lmao. now, they are better quality content (for the price I mean) but at a time it was like.. yeah, I don’t want this but I still want all the DLCs. 

I live in France and here we have a powerful currency with the euros. But a lot of simmers tend to forget that many players are living with minimum wage or in a country where even 5$ USD means a lot on their salary/earnings. Now, imagine how players from “weaker currency” (let them called like that bc I don’t want to be biased, or let people think that everyone is poor in some countries when its totally not the case) are dealing with 40$ USD EP coming back to back ??? I mean, in some countries, 40$ USD is a monthly salary or not far away. Which means, getting 3 EPs is out of pocket - literally. 

The Sims 4 is now a luxury to play - because of EA’s greed, for sure, but also bc some players are pushing this agenda of “we need more packs, now!” and bc there’s a high demand, they do not care if the product is exactly want people want. I’m not trying to blame anyone in particular. Tbh, I used to be this kind of player (mostly bc at the launch, the game feeled empty and like a let down compare to previous edition). But now, I fully understand that we are responsible for this never ending issue. As a Game Changers, I know that some people might not believe me, or think it’s not genuine but, clearly, I’m not paid by EA for doing anything. I just playtest most of the time in very short period. I have a great job, I also have some passive income. I don’t need to be influencer to earn money and its a blessing.   

don’t forget that we are all waiting for updates to fix For Rent. it will be mad to launch a new EP if the previous one is still broken for so many players. there’s a lot of things changing for the influencers also and this “slow” time could be used to discover new gameplay, new players, new cc for those who used them and explore all the things we missed in the packs we already have. i still discover new options to this day and I play quite a lot so, you know, we are going to chill together and it will be good. 

as for my suspicion, I really do think as simmers we shouldn’t be worried about upcoming contents. with new competitors launching their game in 2024, EA will be more cautious about the kind of content they release, and they might release more in a shorter time period. I BET we will be flooded with DLCs by the end of the year... 

Now, I really do hope that more Game Changers will be more vocal about the issues (its starting but with caution). we really have nothing to lose. Not bc TS4 is going to be fixed (it won’t, as the BG have so many structural/coding issue) but for Project Rene. We need collectively to point out all the things we do love about TS4 (bc it’s a really beautiful game with a lot of potential) and also the things we don’t like. Loving something or someone is always about honesty : if you friend smells bad, please, tell him. if your friends is in the wrong, tell him! So if you care that much about the Sims, please, tell politely whats is wrong with the game without harassing the creators/workers. 

someone should just open a public file with all the complains compile and give it to the Project Rene team bc we do not want to miss this one for sure.

with all my love always, 

Red

[theworldvsyoshiko]

So, the current state of affairs...

The settlement's in pretty much its final shape. A few of the original buildings are still hanging around, but they're almost solely used for utility.

All the living area stuff is clustered around the rec hall. Everyone's got their very own Extremely Impressive bedroom, except the Thavon/Josefin/Payne polycule, who still share one. Still in the process of making rugs for all of them. Toward the right is the new hospital, and past that, the new guest rooms. There are now six paid guest rooms of roughly the same quality as the ones the actual members have, and the old rec room has been converted to free/cheap shared guest rooms. 18 guest beds, 8 hospital beds, and 4 prisoner beds, and at times most of those are full.

There's also a kill pacification-of-new-friends box to the south, since everything's walled in now. Apart from the spotlight, those are all tranq turrets off to the right. The lack of traps + lack of battle animals or mechs + use of nonlethal weapons means that fights are still pretty dicey in here, even with the raid difficulty set at like 50%.

Out of the 22 factions on the planet, 5 are allies, 5 more are neutral, and the rest are hostile. Not bad progress. Unfortunately, one of the factions...

... is perma-hostile, and can't be reasoned with. Nothing I've been able to do by fucking around in dev mode or anything can change this, so I think that probably Bandits don't have a generator for non-hostile pawns. Some other groups are like that, and thus can never be non-hostile. I thought I'd disabled them all at the game start, but guess I missed one.

So the Dancing Flock is gonna bring peace to the planet apart from these very stubborn bandits.

Aelanna "Anna" Cessara

Still not much to say about her. Anna spends all day cooking, gardening, and doctoring. Anna and Josefin have been close friends pretty much the entire time, and if it weren't for the penalties for non-human anatomy, they'd definitely be banging by now. Josefin is literally her only friend.

Josefin Xiontara

Just look at her. With 18 Shooting, an archotech arm, and the Askbarn bonuses, she's great in a shootout on the rare occasion that she gets to use an actual weapon. As it is she just makes masterwork furniture all day. You'd think that with double passion for Crafting she'd be great at it by now, but this group's needed so much construction that it's just about a full-time job.

Josefin actually gets along really well with almost everyone. She doesn't even hold a grudge against Saio for her still-broken nose. However, there's one exception: Sonia. That sassy little brat can't get enough of insulting her.

Erika Belsaas

She's now the group's Scalpelizer, their official super-doctor, so she's pretty much running the hospital. That, research, and getting high accounts for pretty much her entire day.

Similarly to Josefin, Erika likes everyone. Unlike Josefin, almost nobody likes her back that much. Erika really likes insulting people. Not sure what that's about, since there's no reason she should. But, while Erika considers about half the group to be her friends, only two of them actually think of her as a friend back. Presumably everybody else isn't fond of being compared to ungainly animals by a stoned moose.

Stork Saio

Saio's still the group's official artist, and he's damn good at it. (Apart from the Really Nice Pants incident.) He's pretty much constantly making sculptures these days. His melee skill... well, he still gets to use it sometimes, but I try to keep him and Payne out of combat when I can. They're too kill-y.

Saio only really likes Payne and Josefin, and barely has an opinion on anybody else. This includes Trav, who's his lone romantic option as a gay guy. For now, at least.

Thavon Rovon

Being the local mechanitor really should be a big deal, but this isn't a group that has a lot of use for, say Centipede Blasters. I probably should start progressing through the mechtech tree a bit, though. Thavon's melee skill is pointless. She's the group's second-best crafter, so she gets saddled with making a lot of the 'it's nice to have quality but I don't really care' stuff like clothes, and she trades off research duties with Erika.

Thavon's married to Payne, of course. Thavon's up there with Josefin in being pretty close with the whole group. ... except Josefin. Somehow these two have shared a bedroom and Payne for like half a year and they have basically no opinion of each other. I'd blame the fact that Josefin's always running around doing construction and Thavon spends all day in the workshop, but... so does Payne.

Willow Payne

20 melee hell yeah. Also, in addition to the combat aura and flight powers, Nephilim also have Lay On Hands, which is an instant wound-mending, similar to the one Sanguophages get. That's been such a fucking godsend for this whole hospital thing, because somebody can walk in half-dead and Payne just zaps them back into one piece. Payne's good at enough stuff that she stays pretty busy.

Married to Thavon, sleeping with Josefin, etc. Payne is so fucking pretty that most of the colony loves her, but she's only fond of a few people in return. And, she's the one person to outright hate someone. She cannot stand Saio. -41 relationship. She'd get a mood boost if he died. I think they have general low compatibility, but the two also got into a fight a while back. Since they're two melee monsters, it did not go well for anybody involved, and Payne ended up on the floor with about half her bones broken. She's holding a grudge.

Travis "Trav" Roth

Trav... isn't good at a lot, but another shooter is nice, and his weird fox powers are pretty handy in combat. The Animals skill would be great, if this group had any use for war animals. As it is, I've assigned Trav to handle the group's Gauranlen tree. It makes little fighty plant guys, don't worry about it. Getting some melee tanks out of it. Anyway yeah he spends about 6 hours a day pruning a magical tree because he isn't good at much else.

Trav's got it rough. He considers Payne, Thavon, and Anna to be friends, but none of them like him in return. The only person who does consider him a friend is somebody that Trav moderately dislikes.

Sonia Pseugite

Listen... she's 11. She's working on it. She got garbage growth at 10, thanks to showing up when she was already partway through that age bracket. She also got intensely unlucky though--she hit 10 right when she was literally about 20 in-game minutes away from ticking up to the next growth level, which would have given her another passion. As it is... I gave her a gun and she's been pitching in as a junior nurse, so hopefully some day she'll be good at something except digging. Right now she's like some kind of mole racial stereotype.

Sonia really likes Payne. Literally nobody likes Sonia. Nobody really hates her either. Not sure why that is. She's new, but she's not that new, compared to...

Luis "Silver" Vital

Okay look yes I never announced Silver when he showed up. He arrived here as a pirate, and a 7-flame Genie who was only a teenager was just too good to pass up. I mean, that Crafting is the main draw though. As soon as he arrived I put him in charge of making charge weapons for everyone who can shoot. They don't need them often, but when they need to fight, they need actual guns.

Despite being a socially-inept newcomer, Silver's friends with most of the group already. He's even the closest thing Sonia has to a friend.

[zoeysdamn]

⚠️ Absolutely not fanfiction-related, this is just some rant bc spilling my unstable emotional thoughts here is so much cheaper than therapy :DD

If you're not interested it's 100% normal, keep scrolling and have a lovely day, take care of yourself ❤️

I'm gonna rant because frankly I need to, so there's the thing:

My best friend, whom I know since high school, had moved in Korea around 10 months ago to spent vacation and a break (she didn't like her job so much). I was (and still am) super happy it, I love seeing her so happy and hearing about how excited she is!

Meanwhile, I was in the last year of my master degree, a rather complicated year, then 4 months in unpaid internship (well I was paid but barely enough to cover the transport expenses to go from home to the internship). In the same time my best friend had the time of her life, going to concerts, parties, getting a bf and having fun; still, she complained about a lot of things to me, as I was spending the 3 last months of the internship being bored as fuck, given no work was given to me. Note that internship is a super important part of my studies, because it's how I learn about my future job; so you can imagine how frustrating it was to spend 4h a day in transports to just sit and do nothing but occasionally tidy and stock past exhibitions' flyers.

Plus I've been dealing with depression for a long time and I had a pretty bad setback since May (and guess what: here we go again). In the meantime, who was having a super good time yet managed to still complain about it? The bestie.

There's a thing you need to understand: I come from a divorced parents family, and for the time being I'm living with my mom because things with my dad (and my brother living with him) can be very complicated sometimes. My mom's a social worker and money has always been tight. I always did the best to try to bring some money to alleviate the financial aspect of our lives, mainly by working every summer since I'm legally able to - even if the salary wasn't much. On the other hand, my best friend grew up as an only child (I have 2 brothers), with her dad having a comfortable situation and her mom also working. She had always been one complaining about money; I never said anything, but I found it pretty selfish from her, considering that she got a salary while living with her parents — so paying no rent or groceries, while I was living in my 1 room student apartment and struggling to meet both ends every months.

I graduated in October and ever since I'm in active job hunting; no success so far, one of the museums even turned down my candidacy after saying they'd hire me. I got a random job in retail in December to make some very much needed income; but I quitted after 2 weeks because my boss was a condescending cold bitch who put so much pressure on me about perfection and money to make - she knew I had never worked in retail or in cosmetic field - and I've ended some shifts in tears so I said fuck that I quit.

Now, still no response to the job offers I've answered to. All of my friends have either a job, pursuing their studies, having a purpose. And now my best friend told me super excited that she met someone - possibly new boyfriend hopefully! - and told me something along the lines of 'y'know it's great to feel finally loved and doing happy, right?'

And I was like girl. I live the fucking blankest life ever, I have no goal, no purpose, no social life. I'm constantly living with the gut wrenching feeling that I'm being a financial and emotional burden to my mom, thinking I'm a fucking parasite because I'm not use to literally anyone in society. The only people who had ever been attracted to me was the guys who assaulted me in the street. I'm spiraling down every day because I'm useless, sad, and use to no one. I have graduated with the highest honors yet nobody wants to hire me, not even in random jobs to sustain my basic needs like groceries. And you're complaining to me??

Wth, you never asked me how I was doing since you left, that's okay, but you're expecting me to sob with you because there's a minor - yet legit - inconvenience in your life?

I'm absolutely convinced that I'm no use (I legit am, let's be honest), not even an enjoyable person. People around me don't need me to carry on with their lives (which is rather reassuring honestly lmao), and yet, yet my best friend who's in vacation in her dream country for 10 months is complaining about it.

I know I shouldn't feel annoyed by that; no matter her situation she can have unpleasant feelings, and I'm always here to support her. What she feels is legit, I'm not one to judge.

And well, being without purpose — and being able to get a non-job related one, because I'm in on constant wait of museums maybe answering me, so I can't make any long-range projects — I'm just too fucking emotionally tired to have sympathy for her. It sucks and I'm probably a terrible person for that but, how am I supposed to find the sympathy right now? I'm not even able to be optimistic about my own next day.

But honestly? Fuck that, I'm way to depressed and useless to care right now, and I'm just angry at everything.

Bruh.

[justbiran]

SPOILERS FOR SEASON 2 EPISODE 17 OF DUNGEONS AND DADDIES

Damn I feel bad for Risky Click now....

That intro was dark, okay

"Hobby you get paid for" wait so does that mean that his mom doesn't like her job???

I love Link so much, all of his facts are just so.... Him

THIS PODCAST DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS- DEJA VUUUUU

*screech* is my new favorite character.

Them gasping at Scary's intro is one of my favorite things. The little things in life....

2050s??????? IT ISN'T 2050 IN CANON- WHERE'D THE TIMELINE GO?!? THEY SAID 25 YEARS LATER AFTER SEASON 1, SEASON 1 WAS AROUND 2020, SO WOULDNT IT BE THE 2040S???

pleassssseeee not the goofy taken impression

THE MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELLLLLLL PLEASE WE WERE TALKING ABOUT CELL ORGANELLES IN MY ANATOMY & PHYSIOLOGY CLASS TODAY

Scary has limits??? (/hj) Wowwwwwwww

Okay I'm starting to like Hermie.

DORITO DEVITO THAT'S THE BEST NAME EVER

Lark>>>> PLEASE GIVE US MOMMA LARK.

oh dorito has a horrifying voice

Lincoln.... Why.... 😭😭😭 we're never gonna get out of this papa johns arc

Don't you dare let my second favorite character die-

lArK you- I love him 😭

HERMIEEEEEEEEEEE SHITTT OKAY I LOVE HIM NOW

ALL FOUR CAN FIT IN THE BOX?!? 😭😭😭😭 SeVeN pEoPlE iN bOxEs-

120 boxes of pizza 😭😭😭😭 this is insane

"Can you order calzone people? Like is that an item on the menu?" I'M DONE- "They have like the big subs-" MHDYDKYDKGDKYXKYFKYX PLEASE STOP /j

~ad break~

Matt having a conversation with himself 😭😭😭😭 I'M CRYING- THIS IS SO FUNNY STOPPPPPP

WHY'D HE USE HIS OWN NAMEEEEEEEE MATT COME ON

"IT'S EARTH DUDE, THEY GOT *69" I love this cast so much

70 ORDERS OF BREADSTICKS WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!!! 😭😭😭

YOU'LL SEE THE PRICE ON THE RECEIPT 😭😭😭😭😭😭 PLEASEEEEEEEE

LARK IS THE FUNNIEST OF THE "DADS" LIKE HE'S A "DILF", HE'S A MEME, HE'S ACTUALLY SOMEWHAT SANE, BUT HE ISN'T EVEN A DAD! He just wants to eat the calzones. Me too bestie.

You can just HEAR Lark grinning when he said "I did~" he's gotta be very proud of that.

LARK REGRESSING OH MY GOD PLEASE LET HIM BECOME THE LORD OF CHAOS AGAIN

Link/Matt totally wants to get rid of Hermie.

Risky "Rick" Click

Hermie alreAdy looks like Risky- I love this podcast so much y'all.

~ad break~ (Beth "our feet are touching" May)

"Here's a tip, get a new job!" That little bit- okay every bit is fantastic, I should stop.

YOU BUILT THE WRONG ROOM MOTHERFUCKER. Taylor needs to meet Glenn. This needs to happen. Make it happen.

This is gonna be a common occurrence isn't it. Trapping themselves in a room with Click.

4 EPISODES IN A ROW FOR INITIATIVE. *Scary groan style* OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD.

SCARY NO-

"Just a polite concussion."

EXPLODES- HOLY SHIT SCARY-

What the fuck Hermie- this man is not normal. It has to be a likely, I mean he just automatically transforms into lookalikes of people 😭

AWWWWWWW HE PULLED HIM IN A HUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THAT'S SO CUTEEEEEE (I was kinda enjoying the almost childlike Lark and Sparrow, but that's fine)

"I'm sorry I said it" euhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh see this is why Lark is the better twin-

"Too old to share a calzone with your pop pop?" 😭😭😭

CHILD LARK! YOU'RE A VERY STRONG BOY!

Calzone- "Nothings fine; everything's fucked up. That's right, I said it: the f-word."

I love how Hermie went from loving Scary, to Normal, to Taylor.

The wombussy- please stop 😭

"You just hear them staring at each other" You HEAR their stares.

The ~purr~ of the engine of the 🐱wagon

Awwwwww this has gotten really sad really quickly... I just want to join the Norm + Sparrow hug. They both need it. More so Normal but whatever.

"We're gonna have to do it again" DON'T TELL ME IT'S CODE PURPLE. BITCH I'LL FUCKING LOSE IT IF WE GOTTA GET RID OF THE HELL BOIS. DON'T YOU DARE.

also Will's characters are always the main characters. you can't convince me otherwise.

[mylifeasaserver]

Quitting your job: A guide

This job market is the ideal time for you, the employee, to negotiate for better wages/benefits/etc. If you’re happy where you are, great! If not...explore. For those just entering the job market here are some signs you should move on.

1. They don’t let you use the benefits promised when you signed on. Many places - even retail and restaurants - offer things like paid time off, flexible scheduling, etc. If you can never use them, what good are they? If every time you request a day off it’s declined, what’s the point of it? You need time off, if for no other reason than naps don’t take themselves. If the schedule is only flexible for the business, fuck that noise. It isn’t your problem if they’re perpetually short-staffed, or any other stupid thing they deny your time for. Caveat: If you’re always requesting time off on short notice, you need to plan better.

2. Bad management I don’t know why, but a lot of places have gotten stupidly thrilled to torment employees with stupid rules and whatnot. If you’re catching hell for stupid shit (like not answering your phone at 2am when you don’t work until 2PM the next day) your managers are shit and it’s time to look elsewhere. Caveat: If you’re not doing your damn job because you’re playing grabass with coworkers of fucking about on your phone instead of getting shit done, you’re the problem. Idiotic policies coming from a corporate office are part of bad management. Even if your direct supervisor thinks they’re fucking stupid there’s nothing they can do about it.

3. No raises. If you show up and do your job and after a reasonable amount of time ask for a raise and get some dipshit answer like “It’s not in the budget” and then in the next breath you hear some dumb shit like “the company has never been so profitable!” it’s time to seek a new employer. Especially if new hires are making the same or more.

4. Job expansion Job duties are usually pretty clearly laid out. My job is to fill prescriptions, answer phones, and run a register among other things. If they start heaping on new responsibilities, they need to heap some new pay to go with it. Don’t get me wrong here, sometimes they’ll need you to do some extra because people called out or whatever, but as soon as it’s evident that the job responsibilities have greatly expanded permanently - like they expect you to do the work of 2 people or take on management responsibilities - then if the pay doesn’t match it...time to move on. 

5. Abuse This ties in a bit to #2, but in public service jobs especially abusive customers are not only tolerated but accepted as normal. They should not be. Major retailers can afford to tell some grumpy abusive asshole to eat shit and get out. Do they? No. They do the corporate penis gobble of apology and give a gift card out to apologize that the employee they were berating walked off to compose themselves instead of comping the blurry coupon that won’t scan (I promise I’ll write about this one eventually.) Managers and other employees are guilty of this shit as well and there are laws to prevent it. Don’t tolerate it. If the job is worth fighting over you can report it and see what happens. If not, find another job and fuck off out of this one.

6. No promotions This is a big one for me. If you’re forever getting passed up for a promotion, ask why. If the answer is stupid bordering on insane, such as “We need you where you are! You do such a great job we could never move you!” then they need to lose you. If the answer is something more reasonable that you can work on, then work towards it.

7. Pay cuts I was threatened with a pay cut if I didn’t finish the training that the pharmacy couldn’t spare the time to let me do. I immediately turned in my notice. My regional manager thought I was bluffing. I was not. Jobs that pay what I’m getting here are a dime a dozen. Hell, I could go back to serving and immediately make more. My message here is clear: never put up with pay cuts. Tell them to eat shit and find a new job. Probably smarter to find a new job and then tell them to eat shit versus my way of telling them to eat shit first, but you do you.

Some things I’ve seen dipshit journos write about that are plain stupid:

YES, it is ethical to get an offer at a different job and let your current job know about it/give them the opportunity to match/beat the offer. They don’t have to employ you, you don’t have to work there. If you’re that valuable, they’ll show it. With money and benefits.

NO, you don’t have to give a 2 week’s notice. YES, they can add you to a no rehire list after you don’t. Again, you don’t have to work there and they don’t have to employ you.

NO, your job is not your FaMiLy. That’s the dumbest fucking thing. I have a family. Not one person at work is my family. Fuck off with this noise. Employers do this shit so you’ll feel bad about calling off because you don’t want to make life hard for your FaMiLy do you? Fuck all the way off with the family nonsense. The employers who use that shit tend to be the worst most abusive asshats in existence. Yes, it annoys me.

That’s it for now. Please report any political ads regardless of party as offensive. Thank you. -J

[billihill]

Get it off my chest, I guess

TW: mentions of depression, anxiety, suicide  Good day or night for everyone! If you guys know me, I am just another fan account for multiple fandoms, my name here on Tumblr is BilliHill and my pronouns are She/They. I write fanfiction, even though I haven’t written in months, usually for the everlark fandom (love them). But this ain’t about what I really wanted to write. I am a teacher. I teach English as Second Language in Brazil. That’s what I have been saying for three years so far.

I was correct, indeed.

I am an English teacher. However, the first time it really sunk in was, in fact, today. I started giving classes in the beginning of 2020, before the COVID-19 pandemic was in fact declared as a danger to society, so I didn’t really much experience “in class” and soon had to move to online classes. I made a bit of money that was used mainly for my Flight Attendent classes (that was my dream back then). Flash-forward I got my first real job as a simple secretary in a small company that a person of my blood knew one of the directors. I still maintained my online classes with the few on and off students I had. This happened in 2021. I worked and studied my ass off for my Flight Attendent course, but in the end, it was a “waste” of time, since all my efforts had gone to the trash, along with my dreams (I can tell that story in another time). The job I mentioned earlier was good, but my mental health was decaying. I’ve struggled with depression and generalized anxiety since I was about 10 and at 15, a week before my 16th birthday, I attempted suicide. It was hard, so hard, but I started going to therapy, took my meds. Everything was fine.  Until 2022. The meds weren’t working anymore, therapy was not what I was looking for and along with the news that I couldn’t be a Flight Attendent (at least for a while) broke me. I chose not to go to uni or college because of my dream and now I couldn’t be what I was dreaming to be since I got in High School. All my friends were in unis and colleges (or studying to be accepted in one) and I felt as if my life was stagnant and dull. I couldn’t see a future anymore.  2022 was not, in fact, all bad. It was in 2022 that I met and started dating my now girlfriend. Our families were totally fine with our relationship and her family helped A LOT with what I was going through that year. I love my girlfriend more than she could ever imagine. I wanted future with her then and I still want it. 2023 came and I left my job. I couldn’t take it anymore. That place was terrible, the people (expect some) were terrible and I was falling into that abyss again. I needed time for myself. I am better now; still adjusting my meds and all, but things seems to be much better than it once was. 

All of this was just the context. This text, however, is about being a teacher in Brazil. Teachers here are paid per hour, like in the US. One hour is basically 1 class, so it leaves us teachers nothing but getting an enormous amount of classes (more than we can physically and psychologically) to be able to live because we, teachers, do not have a fixed wage. It’s per hour, as I said before. Inflation made everything WORSE. I started to study in a private university (because I’m too dumb for a public one) in a course I never knew I’d like (and still don’t really know since it’s only the beginning of the semester). I got a scholarship that is basically a discount of the full fee (and a good one, actually) and things seemed to be going smoothly, correct? 

Kind of. 

I finally got a job in a small school of languages that is, guess what? In another town! It takes me almost 4 hours of train and bus to get to the school (round trip). It pays me almost the same price my private classes (a teeny bit more). I worked for 11 hours this month in total (we have HUGE celebration called Carnaval that took 1 week off the calendar and the classes had only began a week before the celebration. In my calculations, I would receive at least enough to pay the university monthly fee.  Gods, I was so fucking wrong. I was paid 1/3 of what I was expecting and that broke me. Not only because I cannot pay this month’s fee by myself (that is a pain in the ass, not gonna lie), but specially because that is the reality of the teachers here. So underpaid and overworked. Taking hours in public transportations, where you’ll have to endure standing up the whole course + standing up while teaching. It ain’t easy and it could be so so much worse. I still live with my mother, so no rent to be stressed about. We are able to eat everyday. We have internet. We ARE privileged in a way that most middle class people aren’t (even though I firmly believe that those mentioned earlier should NEVER be a privileged, but a right just as it says in the law.

I am, in many ways, tired. So so tired. I don’t know how I’ll be able to study and work without draining myself but then I remember it could be worse. It can always be worse. Maybe I am making a storm in a teacup, but I cannot help that’s what I feel. I can’t pay for therapy or my meds; I can’t pay the uni even with all the money I get (mostly because of my reckless behaviour with credit cards that I won’t be able to pay for now; I recognize that, even though I only spent that money because I thought I was going to be paid more); I can’t pay for my cats’ food, litter and vaxxes.  I am becoming what I’ve always feared. A burden.

Guess that’s life, correct? 

- BilliHill

[jvstheworld]

My Ted Lasso Re-watch: S1E9 (part 5)

All Apologies

'She's just playing her game' Jane is playing chess while trying to make Beard jealous. Girl, don't mess with him like this.

The way Beard looks at Ted, it's like he's a wounded puppy. It's kind of heartbreaking.

As much as Ted doesn't want to hurt Roy by benching him, or measure the success of the team by wins and losses, he has to. That's his job. With college football the stakes were low. They weren't pro athletes getting paid a shit load of money and sponsorship deals. They were college kids getting their education. At Richmond, he is dealing with people's professional careers. This is their full time job. It matters to them, it matters to the whole club if they win or lose, and if they get relegated. It has massive repercussions. And that needs to be considered before doing what Roy wants. Ted needs to put the whole club first before Roy. To quote Star Trek: 'The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.'

Beard needed to give Ted this wake up call. It's nice that Ted doesn't want to hurt Roy and give him a chance after the season, but Ted needs to face that facts that his way of thinking is not necessarily the right way for this situation. If it was college football, he'd have better luck, but he's not in Kansas anymore (I hate myself for that) he needs to change to a new way of thinking to help the club survive.

Ted drink 4 pints of beer because he didn't want them going to waste, like with the curry in episode 3. Also because he just got yelled at by his best friend and needed to drown his sorrows.

Drunk Ted forgets to look the other way before crossing the road, but Roy's there, so he's fine. Also drunk Ted is kind of hot with his hair being a mess. Though I really just want to tuck him up in bed and let him sleep it off.

Does Ted regularly forget to eat and that's why he has a jar of peanut butter readily available? Unlike Roy I do have a nut allergy, so I am staying the hell away from him when he's doing that. I do not need another trip to the hospital, thank you. 2 allergic reactions is enough for me. They aren't bad reactions, like they won't kill me, but I do need steroid antihistamines for them because the over the counter ones do nothing to help.

Why does Ted have 2 day old pasta water sitting on his stove top? Does Ted have ADHD? Also why was he hot when gesturing to the pasta water?

Roy is good at hiding his anger? How angry is this man? He's like Bruce Banner in the first Avengers film. Dude is always angry, just let's it out when he needs to. What happened in Roy's life that made him so angry all the time? (Also I recognise that Brett will be playing Hercules in the MCU. And that was basically my introduction to him).

So, Rebecca calls Ted a little shit when she talks to Higgins about how he forgave her. And now Phoebe is a little shit for wanting to watch the match even if Roy isn't in it.

Ice cream is great. I have no opinion on Billy Joel, though I have heard that you're not supposed to besmirch him, lest I get run though and splattered across the ground by a super fast, superhero called A-Train. (I like The Boys, it's a good show and that first episode really sets the tone of what the rest of it will be like).

'I never know how to react when a grown man does the Carlton in front of me.' you either watch it happen or you join in, those are your two options. But Ted's hair just flopping about as he does it and the overwhelming need to run my hands through it. My poor friend is never going to hear the end of my thirst for this man. (Hi friend 👋, because I know you check to see if I have posted something for the day).

Ted really puts the manic in Manic Pixie Dream Boy. Because he is one.

Ted insults Roy like Henry would insult him.

Ted makes tea for both him and Roy so Roy doesn't drink alone. Brett hates tea and Jason likes it. To me, as a Yorkshire born person, I'm with Brett and Ted, tea is gross.

Higgins is back! Ted giving him biscuits is sweet, even if they were supposed to be for Trent Crimm - The Independent's daughter. Who really remembers their third birthday anyway. She'll be fine. It's cute that Ted did that for her anyway.

Nate apologising to Ted for for what happened in a dream. Been there. It was not a good dream, I had to message my friend and tell him what happened. I was on edge all day because of it. So, I get why Nate felt the need to apologise to real Ted, but, yeah, probably best to apologise to 'dream Ted' too.

Keeley should have hidden her vibrator better. And Roy being a good uncle, doing something nice for Phoebe in the hopes she will forget what she saw.

Hold on, Beard has been in a similar situation to Roy? I need a whole book about this man and his life.

The ending to this episode is probably my favourite of the show. Because if anything it shows that Ted got through to Roy. He believes. While he might not want other people to see it, he does. That's why he came back. There's no shame in saying he's injured and can't play or train with them, because he does have a legitimate reason to not play. But he came back for the team, as their captain. Ted had his back and now he has their's. Roy believes.

[wack-ashimself]

Got to vent about the X-files. Would not read i a die hard fan...

It is overreacted. Sure maybe cuz I am watching it 20 years after the fact but….ugh.

I like it. It is like twilight zone in the 90s. But there is SO MUCH FUCKING WASTED TIME. HOURS over the years that add up to…waiting for them to do something.

No joke, I have gotten so used to their predictable (made for tv commercials) format, until the last ½ of the show, I can just have it playing in the background, listening, and I won’t miss anything important because the dialogue is almost the ONLY important aspect.

The special effects are cheap. ESPCIALLY the first couple seasons. The make up looked like it was done by high schoolers. You could see the glue, the bad fade between colors, etc. So watching for a monster scare usually ain’t fucking worth it.

And that’s ALL this show is: jump scares. I only keep watching cuz the plots/storylines are USUALLY solid. But to get there is 90%: looking at something, walking thru something, driving to something, slowly turning a corner at something, etc. It’s all hold your breath and either something scary or something that is NOTHING happen.

The acting is just one step (one TINY step) above a soap opera. I have no fucking idea how david D got and kept this job (kidding-he became a producer & writer. That’s how many of them keep this shit show going. Also found that’s why he left for so long-he wasn’t getting paid for also writing he claims). But after he leaves, it actually gets fucking worse! No joke, because of how bad everyone is after mulder leaves, not only are season 8 and 9 so far the worst things this show has EVER produced (so many plot holes and bad logics almost BREAK this series’ heart), but…I actually want him back? Ew. But the show was better when it was mulder and scully. Not fucking t2 bad guy & some mulder lady wanna be, with scully checking in for the paycheck.

I just have a rule when it comes to this shit. Most tv shows before digital were written explicitly to get 100 episodes (can’t get good rerun money till 100 is hit), keep people invested and watching (even if NOTHING is fucking happening) and always hit that 44:44 run time. So subtract anything that makes you go over and put in filler (ANY) to get to that time. Put in filler they did. I would say 1/5 of each episode is. And….hold your breath moment/traveling moments/investigating moments when ALL they are doing is looking around IS NOT WRITING, IS NOT INTERESTING, and is fucking lazy. HOW this show won awards is beyond me. Maybe cuz I watched it well after it aired but…this feels like the bare minimum of quality, not the max. I guess they didn’t have much competition in the 90s…

I will finish the series, and I don’t regret watching it. There are enough episodes with twists, turns, and I didn’t see that comings to make it worthwhile. The bare minimum I ask for is to be surprised, and this show usually turns that out. But…seasons 8 & 9 (ain’t looking forward to 10 & 11, tho I know mulder does come back) are what I would feel if someone was given all the past lore of the x-files, forced to use 2 new characters that…have no real depth, and said ‘make it as good as it was before.’ NO. You are giving me nothing to work with besides a budget; you ain’t giving me time or more writers. Ugh.

Twilight zone was way better tho. Their Special effects (for the time) were ASTOUNDING. And to this day (like x-files, I will admit) there are clear as day shows/movies totally stolen from these series. In the first….3-4 seasons of the x-files, swear to god there were at least….5 movies that I KNOW were heavily influenced if not outright stolen from the x-files. Nothing is original. Cuz a lot of these x-files were, go figured, based on the twilight zone. THAT is a series I need to watch in full. But I think they had even more episodes than x files….

Either way: X-files is solid sci fi, but with so much filler, and it going to shit after season 7, they honestly should have let it die…

I just want a sci fi/horror/thriller not to be majority hold your breath moments. They’re way too fucking easy, predictable (either something happens or nothing happens. Ain’t no fence on this one), and rarely add. I mean, seriously, how long are jump scares going to be scary? Especially when you see them coming…fuck it. Now I want to do the opposite: make a movie consisting ONLY of jump scares. But I heard that’s the conjuring so….

[whothinkswhatithink]

Story time for first post:

My sister had a baby like a year and a half ago, the baby was not planned and they decided to keep her. My sister and her husband are both professional dancers and have weird schedules that they keep and also don’t get paid very much. When my sister first had her baby she has asked me to come and stay with her for 3 months to take care of her baby while she was at work. I really don’t like children and know nothing about babies plus my sister and I didn’t have the greatest relationship. But I agreed to help out and left my job and home for 3 months to go love with her and the baby. It was hard but I got through it.

Then it was decided we were going to move to be closer to my sister (we moved states) which is fine, we hadn’t been near enough to her for 10+ years and the baby was a perfect opportunity for us to leave where we currently were. It was then mutually decided that I would nanny for my sister that coming year while she went to work again. Daycares are incredibly expensive and hard to get into without any preparation so it seemed like the best plan. They were sort of going to pay me but it was just an uncomfortable situation and we ultimately decided that they would pay my $50 for gas because it takes me 20 minutes to drive to her house. Which fine, it’s my sister it felt weird for her to pay me to watch my niece. However that meant I had no income and I have been trying to move out of my parents house. So I looked for a job and the only job I could find that worked with my sister and brother in laws hours was getting up at 3am for a baking shift at a grocery store. I really like my job and have gotten used to the hours but getting up that early and then going to straight to get a growing baby was incredibly tiring.

The year for the most part is going fine, my mom helps out when she can and that has been a saving grace because honestly it’s putting me in a really bad headspace. I love my niece dearly she is a very happy, easy baby who I have enjoyed watching her grow and learn new things. But she is also mentally draining, I’ve always been against having kids and really she has solidified my feelings even more. What angers me about this arrangement is feeling like I am not being heard or respected for my time and feelings. My sister works tues-Sun 9-4:30 and her husband works sat-thurs 2:00-10:00 plus my sister was a work out thing she goes to on Tuesday’s and Thursday’s. I watch my niece everyday except mondays and fridays from 1:00-7:00 because my sister ends up staying for dinner when she comes to pick her up. Not mention my brother in law is a gym rat so he always wants to leave early so he can go to the gym before work so I get constant texts of “hey can you come earlier today?” And then there is any extracurricular activities, since my sister and her husband work such opposite schedules they rarely get to see each other so they try to schedule date nights or they have beer share parties (they are super into beer) but that usually happens on one of my “off” days from them. Now I go to bed at 7pm because I have to get up so early and now they expect me to put my niece to bed a wait for them get home around 11 or 12? Are you kidding?

But I stuck it out for a year and made it through their dance season. Again my niece is wonderful but the whole situation is awful. Then comes summer time, now my sister wants to find a part time job or any opportunity to make money, which I totally get, they don’t get paid much and now they have a daughter. However it’s at the cost of me and my moms job. We now have to go through our schedules every week to find off days for us or even ask for days off simply so my sister can work. Like I need to work too? I need money too? And my biggest issue is they want me to nanny again, which was not apart of the original agreement. And now I’m like, how long do you want me to do this? Until she goes to school in another 4 years? Absolutely not! We moved here to be closer to family not to be free babysitters whenever you need it.

It was very clear from the beginning that my sister and husband were not prepared for a baby. Her husband in particular has changed nothing about his lifestyle to include his freaking daughter. Like you have a child now you don’t get to randomly jet off to Belgium to drink beer while you leave your wife at home or pick up random jobs out of state for the weekend. He literally asks me to come get her just so he can mow the lawn, or because he needs a “breaks”. THATS YOUR FUCKING CHILD MAD! Like what. My sister isn’t much better, she’s definitely put in the work for how she wants to raise her child which is awesome, but like I know dance is your life and you have been doing it longer then a lot of other dancers have maybe it’s time to retire and find a more stable job where you can watch your own child. There is too many things up in the air with these too and I’m tired of having my life revolve around them. Plus I don’t even know how to talk to my sister about this because it is such an uncomfortable situation I feel like I’m saying I hate your kid and I don’t want to help you when that’s not true. Plus I know where she’s coming from of having the relief of your child being somewhere they are safe and loved and not having to shell out $1,000 a week for daycare. But also I feel like I’m drowning.

As I said my mom helps a ton but she also doesn’t fully understand where I’m coming from when I try to talk to her about this. If she could she wouldn’t work at all and would take care of the baby all day everyday but she doesn’t have the money to retire or the flexibly with her schedule like I do. My dad doesn’t next to nothing witch pisses me off especially because he is totally on my side about everything. He gave me the misogynistic take of “well a baby needs that motherly figure” so my mom and I are the ones to feed her, change her, put her down for a nap but my dad just gets to be the fun grandpa. If he’s even around, I can’t count the times he would hang out with her for a little before just leaving to go work on whatever project he was going on. Meanwhile my niece is just calling and calling for him because he’s the fun grandparent and he just doesn’t care. Also he cannot/will not watch her on his own so he can’t help with any of this.

God it’s just draining my so much, I am totally burnt out and tired and frustrated and I don’t know what to do or how to approach any of this going forward.

[thehiddenworld]

The world 2023 events

Who is to say the world did not die? Who is to say we did not die back in 2012 or all the other times they said things has happened?

 For all we know we are still alive but are we really? This could be a simulation that basically looks like the real world and we would never know it.

Things are falling apart and becoming worst and worst everyday. History is repeating itself and we never know what the next day holds. 

Have you ever not felt of this world. Do you often time feel like your out of place? Don't worry I always feel like that.

You take a look at the bible and they talk about Noah's ark and how they say that they brought one of each and put it on the ark. 

Once you start playing certain video games like Soma where your trying to launch an ark that has basically everyone's minds on it since the earth was wiped out then you start to sit back and think are we really on the earth that they say we are or are we on some kind of ark. 

Nothing is what it seems and nothing is what it use to be. 

That is kind of how it feels. Nothing seems real anymore it kind of feels like one giant simulation to me just like in Soma. 

If you look at the world and all the violence there is, how divided we are rather you are democrat or republican or even the race you are then it is like we are still segregated.

Not by color but by everything else but then again they are making it color based also, Mississippi supposedly activated the Jim Crows laws again. 

Places are banning abortions, threatening the women that if they get an abortion then they will be thrown in jail or far worst executed for their decisions. 

We are being poisoned by our water, the foods that we eat, and the air that we breathed. The taxes and inflation of things are so high to the point we cannot afford anything.

 Rail road workers cannot protest or strike, they cannot do anything because they are legally bond to stay on the job and work. They cannot get any sick day or anything. 

This is inhuman. They have been told to stop following the safety protocols which means they have to overload them and basically do none of the safety protocols they are suppose to follow because they cannot. 

Those who don't have the covid vaccine or refused got fired so there's a shortage of workers every where you go due to this or they don't want to work for a company and get the bare minimum or below it since you don't really get enough money to survive with and pay bills or get the things you need. 

Some of the workers are being worked to death to the point that they are covering multiple shifts and not getting paid for it or they are being over worked to the point they are tired and stressed.

This is how the new world order is being put in place not just that but we have a feeling it's going to be a one world leader, no more governments or monarchy or anything just one dictator that will rule all of the world.

There were about 4-6 train derailments in different states, a wreck with the truck in Arizona, a factory burning down that has eggs and plastic, a metal factory blew up, 3 environmental scientist died in a plane crash trying to get to Ohio to check out the environment and how bad it was when the train derailed. There was a chemical plant that also caught fire.

There is diesel fluid going into one of the rivers poisonings it. 

The inflation is so high we cannot afford and people aren't getting paid enough to be able to survive on top of all of this they are also talking about a financial collapse. There are so many things going on it is way to hard to keep up with it all. 

Ohio, West Virginia, Arizona, South Carolina, North Carolina, Florida, Texas, Oregon, Alabama, there is so much going on in all 50 states.

The whole world has something going on from protest to riots, to shootings to war. We do not know what is going to happen next be prepared.

All of this is a coincidence? I think not. It started with covid then they shot down a "Chinese spy balloon" but they are saying it was a weather balloon or whatever else they said it was now all of a sudden trains are derailing, factories are burning, water is being poison, there isn't enough food, grocery stores and other places are running out of things, inflation is at an all time high and things are just to the point we have no idea what is going to happen next. 

Talking of inflation is it just that the cost of manufacturing went up after Covid or could it be that supplies have been running out and they need to drive up prices so people will stop buying it out of want and start buying if they desperately need it. Sounds like they are learning to use physiological methods to control the information that is let out to the people by driving the prices high then people won't know that things are running out. 

 Something is up and it is time to wake up. Some of this is not being told in the news so you are going to have to dig and search for it. They don't want you to know, they do not want you awake. 

Ohio is giving everyone $5,000 if they do not hold them accountable or sue them for anything of the outcome that happens to its people. They are also making them throw out their clothing and furniture and anything that is cloth that could have chemicals trapped into it. 

We had a Russian Submarine that was found on our coast that basically has WWII tactics to fight, no one teaches that tactic anymore. 

Speaking of Russia, is it really surprising that all this time Ukraine was told they were safe from invasion by the Russian Federation but wasn't surprised when they were in fact invaded. Interesting that once they started to push back the Russian Federation events started happening more and more around the world? It went from more shootings, trains derailing, protests in France over pensions, to Russian submarines and fighter jets moving near the United States coasts, but let's not forget that the balloons were coming from the Country famous China. Sounds interesting that all in the middle of this they say the Conspiracy theory was in fact correct and the Covid virus was made in a lab in China, which by all fault doesn't mean China made it nor that it was even in that country to begin with but could have been released there to cover someone's mistakes.