#my coworker and i were actually talking about this

[graysturns]

𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕? | 𝕔.𝕤.

note: hey guys :) this should be short and sweet but i hope you like it anyways. i love soft chris! also last pic is me on my period and that’s why i wrote this + i hate rachel

warnings: none i think just me hating my coworker

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long as you dreaming bout me ain’t no problem,

i don’t got nobody, just with you right now,

11:47 pm

my phone buzzes twice, causing it to brightly light up in its spot right by my face.

“ughh, leave me alone!” i groan, tossing it to chris’ side of the bed.

“what is it baby?” chris walks into our room, shutting the door quietly and placing a water bottle on my nightstand. he sits beside me and rubs my back slowly.

“rachel from work wants me to cover her shift tomorrow. something about ACT testing.”

he raises an eyebrow at me. “isn’t that something you would request the day off for? y’know like, in advance?”

“that’s what i said.” i roll my eyes before proceeding.

“i already told her no, but she keeps insisting because i’m the only person off tomorrow.”

chris leans over to grab my phone, unlocking it and putting it on do not disturb.

“it’s about time you have a day off. they’ve been putting you on the schedule every day now.” he sighs, combing his fingers through my hair.

“i know. and today was shit.” i huff out.

“do you wanna talk about it?” chris watches me intently.

“i just don’t wanna complain too much.”

“baby, i looove hearing you complain. it’s like, my favorite part of every day.” he taunts.

“only if you insist,” i sit up and smile cheekily at him.

he repositions himself so he sits across from me, pulling his knees up under his chin.

“talk to me sweetheart,” he grabs my hand, kissing my knuckles.

“so i clock in, and right away i’m being told to get on the espresso machine. my manager was supposed to work alongside me but she kept getting pulled away for manager things so i was doing both positions at our station, which is fine, but during a rush it can be a lot.” i start to ramble.

“and the second she gets back, i get the feeling that i started my period! and i completely forgot about it because i’ve been so busy, so i didn’t have any tampons on me,” i continue.

chris drops my hand and reaches into his hoodie pocket, revealing a bottle of pamprin.

“i actually got the notification earlier from your period app, so i brought these upstairs.” he smiles to himself, opening the bottle and shaking a couple tablets out on my palm.

“chris, thank you!” i exclaim, popping them in my mouth and taking a sip of the water.

“of course babe, i got you.” he pokes my stomach.

“so what else happened?” he asks me.

“well after that it slowed down a little. but the whole coffee shop was a mess after the rush and since we were closing, we had to deep clean everything. i’m just so sore and i want to die,”

“i get it, babe. did you shower yet?”

“the second i got home. fucking rachel spilled a pitcher of cold brew on my thigh and i was so sticky.”

he nods with a slight smile, moving his body up against the headboard.

he laid back in his spot and motioned me over to lay on his chest.

“fucking rachel.” he tsks while rubbing my back.

“why do you hate her so much anyways?” he drops his head to look at me.

“well, do you remember that one day you came through the drive through right before my shift ended? you were picking me up and decided to get a drink.”

he thinks for a moment, “mhm?”

“well she was working the window, and she came to tell us all there was a hot guy outside. basically telling the girls to come look,”

“yeah i remember a few girls came by, pretending to stock cups or something. that’s rachel?”

my lips drew a tight line.

“remember how she had you pull into a parking spot, saying they’d bring the drink out to you?”

“mhm?” he asks again.

“well, she decided to write her number down on a slip of paper and hoped to give it to you on her way out, along with your coffee. i left before her, so while i was getting settled in the car, she was walking up to you trying to rizz you up.”

his mouth forms an ‘o’.

“what a sneaky bitch!” he chuckles.

i roll my eyes at him.

“chris it’s not funny. my coworker wants to fuck you.”

“well it’s never gonna happen, sweetheart. she’s insane if she thinks that.”

i mess with the drawstring on his hoodie, picking at the plastic end.

“it’s just frustrating. she’s been doing little things to mess with me, since the moment she saw us together in your car. like today with the cold brew, that was fully on purpose.”

he sighs, patting the back of my head. “why don’t you just quit? you don’t need to work.”

“chris, you can’t pay for everything,” i sigh, dropping the thin rope.

“i actually can. besides, i’d much rather have you here at home, happy and free to do what you want with all that extra time.”

i smile up at him, lightly running my nails across his stubble.

“you’re too sweet to me, but i can’t let you financially support me chris. we aren’t even married.”

this time, he rolls his eyes at me.

“so what? we already live together. you’re my shawty or whatever the kids say,” he laughs, picking up a strand of my hair, tickling my nose with the end.

“the kids in 2009, and don’t say that ever again, chris.” i snort.

“no but seriously. i know how much you hate this job. and fucking rachel.” he smirks.

“i’ll apply to a few different places in the morning. and we’ll go from there.”

“no, y/n.” he grabs my hand, holding it between us.

“it’s making you miserable, you can quit now and i’ll hold things down until you find something else.”

“chris, i already told you, it’s not fair to you. you’re not my husband, and you don’t need to provide for me.”

he looks to the ceiling for a moment, pondering.

chris faces me again, grabbing hold of my cheeks. “wanna get married?”

“married? chris i-i’d marry you in an instant but not for this reason. you can’t be-“

he pulls away from me and leans over his side of the bed, digging through his nightstand.

turning to face me, he opens his fist to reveal a ring.

what the hell? i sit up quickly.

“y/n.” he holds the ring up.

“i’ve been wanting to do this for a while. i know my timing may not be ideal, but i hate the fact that i’m not your husband, and i hate the fact that you won’t let me take care of you. married or not, i’m always going to be here to take care of you, to help you, to love on you, especially when you’re having a day like today.” chris takes my hands in his, holding the ring on his fingertip.

“..but i’d really rather be married to you and do all those things.”

“chris, you don’t mean..” i begin.

“don’t act all surprised now.” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“you know i love you, we’ve talked about getting married someday. i think we should just do it sooner than later.”

“chris, i don’t know what to say. i want to marry you, i just don’t think it should be because i hate my job.”

“it’s not because of that. i’ve been planning this, if i wasn’t then there wouldn’t be a ring here. what do you think?”

“holy fuck, chris.” i take his hand and open it, placing my left one in his palm.

“let’s get married.” i smile up at him.

he slides the ring on and tackles me into a hug, causing us both to fall backwards on the bed.

“i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you!” he chants while peppering kisses all over my face.

short, sweet kisses turn into a long, heated make out that gets interrupted by three dings from my phone.

“did you not see me turn your phone on do not disturb?” chris huffs out.

“i swear to god if it’s rachel..” i pause, leaning over to pick up my phone.

“she did that ‘notify anyway’ thing. she’s insisting i cover for her tomorrow.”

my phone starts to buzz in my hand, causing chris’s head to snap in its direction.

“absolutely not!” he grabs the phone and clicks it off, throwing it on the other side of the bed.

“fucking rachel. someone needs to punch her in her throat.” he says jokingly.

“h-hello?” a small voice escapes my phone.

“shit, chris i thought you declined the call!” i lunge for the device, end the call and turn the phone off.

“do you think she heard me?” he asks, wide eyed, with a smile tugging on the corners of his lips.

“i don’t care, i’m quitting that job anyways. i have a husband now.’ i beam at him, waving my hand in his face.

“hell yeah you do!” he places his hands on my waist and brings me back down to him.

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hope u liked it 🤍 also this is dedicated to rachel i hate u please quit so i don’t have to! just kidding that’s mean! (i’m not)

comment if u hate rachel too

tags!

@imwetforyourmom @anonymouslyachrisgirl @junnniiieee07 @imtalkinnonsense @wh0resstuff

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[allurilove]

I hate both classmates lol 😭

I personally LOVE rejection fics so now I think we all need a fic where reader dislikes both of them lol. She has a better temper with the second one(the more submissive one) but absolutely DESPISES the first classmate. He is so annoying bro 😭 if someone broke into my house and then drew photos of me submitting to them I would report that shit to the school and the police on god. Now the second classmate she just doesn’t like because of his appearance primarily. She isn’t a fan of his shaggy hair, or his piercing, or the way he dresses, he’s also too short for her. She’s cool with him though, even if she won’t go out of her way to talk to him.

tbh if the guys I wrote about were real I would hate them too! I think I have a couple of fics where yall are gonna absolutely HATE the yandere 🤷🏻‍♀️ and I have a fic where it’s yandere x yandere and dads best friend x yandere you.

Yandere Classmate

(the submissive one)

You just weren’t interested, period. He decided to confess his feelings for you on the last day of school, hoping that maybe you would like him back, and that you two could start dating. But he felt his heart drop when your expression was stoic. You started to say how you really only think of him as “that guy from math class” or “that guy that always sits near me at lunch”

His face slowly turned pink as he realized you weren’t returning his affections, and he nervously played with his backpack straps. Thankfully the hallways were empty and no one could see him slowly slide down the wall, and sit on the ground in sorrow. After all the years of pining after you… he still wouldn’t say that he wasted his time.

During the summer, he begrudgingly had to go to work. He previously got a job at your favorite ice cream shop, and now he had to actually work. Shit. He had his little ridiculous cone hat on, and a pink and brown stripped shirt with a little name tag in the corner. When he sees you walking around with your friends and you passed the parlor a couple of times, he had to duck down. He was suddenly embarrassed and self aware of what he had done. He confessed, you didn’t like him back and only saw him as a “friend”, and now he has to serve a bunch of whiny kids for the rest of the summer.

He was underneath the counter- just gripping onto his apron in hopes that you wouldn’t fancy an ice cream on a hot summer day.

Yandere Classmate

(the popular one that is the yearbook club leader)

He thought it would’ve been an obvious yes. His hands tightly gripped at the paper he was holding and he had to fake a smile. You outright rejected him in front of the whole school, and he was just trying to ask you to prom. His shoulders are tense as you walk off- not even sending a single glance back at him. His friends surround him and pat him on the back, saying that it was your loss anyways.

After school, your classmate avoided the hallway where you rejected him. Just the memories of that was enough to make him shrink back into his shell. He wanted to see you again, however, you really really did not like him. So what does he do? Get a job at your favorite ice cream place.

Your classmate rolled his eyes as his coworker hid underneath the counter whenever you walked past. He heard that fucker tried to confess his feelings to you too, so he’s a bit bitter having to work with him.

Your classmate perked up as you walked over to the parlor, an automatic smile on his face and he ignored how his coworker popped up from his spot too. Both men were now staring at you. One was a little shy and avoiding eye contact, the other was giving too much eye contact.

You both watch as the yanderes worked in a fervor trying to scoop up the ice cream you wanted. The men having to shove each other out of the way, and the popular one managed to be the winner of that front. However, the loner managed to wack his knee with the ice cream scooper.

In the end both men are panting and hold the ice cream in your face. They say that it’s free of charge, and you happily take the two ice creams.

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[catmomjudy]

I’ve often wondered if Buck is the actual introvert and Eddie is the extravert in their friendship.

I was trying to find something else over the weekend, and came across some articles on PTSD/trauma and damaged extraverts (who then appear to be introverts because they become afraid of trusting people). Eddie certainly presents as an extravert:

He seems to have a wide acquaintance/friends group (other firefighters, like Julie and now Tommy; the poker group; the basketball group; the dispatch ladies).

His first day at the 118 was classic extravert behavior—he fits in quickly and chats easily with everyone.

When Buck is standoffish on Day 1, Eddie pursues HIM. He wants to get along with everyone and wants to be friendly with all of his coworkers.

He chats easily with others about THEIR deep subjects (his conversation with May in season 5 comes to mind).

Extraverts tend to have a lot of people they know and are friendly with. They’ll still have deeper relationships, of course, but they’ll consider any number of people to be “friends,” and they are approachable and easy to talk to.

That doesn’t mean that they share their own inner thoughts, though—it’s often surface-level. It actually makes selecting and nurturing people/relationships where they can develop enough trust to share that innermost-feeling-stuff more difficult. And it’s that trust issue that made me wonder if Eddie was an extravert who had trouble diving past the surface relationships because of past trauma. He does trust people, but it’s a select few (Buck; Bobby). Otherwise, people only see the surface. An example would be his coworkers not knowing that he had a son and, later, a wife, until it became necessary (worried during the earthquake and asked a direct question) or beyond his control (Shannon showing up at the firehouse).

Buck appears to be an extravert, but I was actually thinking about Myers-Briggs types for the 118 at one point (while driving in my car, of course!!) and realized that Buck isn’t an extravert at all.

Think about HIS first day at the 118–he was shy and hesitant.

Buck being a “player” in season 1 was more about making connections—reveling in being Seen. Plus he’s incredibly awkward when HE tries to approach new people—I’ve always assumed that the women he slept with approached him because Buck-in-pursuit is just embarrassingly awkward. See his first conversation with Taylor for the cringe of it all.

The women he’s dated have, in most cases pursued him—or at least put the first step forward. Abby called him repeatedly. Ali must have given him her number, or he wouldn’t have been able to call her up. He met Taylor and Natalia on calls, and they were both inviting and forward. The one time HE tried to pursue dating, we got Veronica.

He doesn’t appear to have any close friends (or even people he hangs out with or activities he goes to) outside of the 118 circle.

Buck is outgoing within his friend/family group, but that’s common introverted behavior—they build that group and keep it close (they’ll fight for this—lawsuit, anyone?), and are comfortable being chatty to people in that select group. Outside of that group, and the awkward conversation and stuttering starts. They don’t necessarily have poor social awareness (particularly when observing OTHER people—I.e. people-watching), but they overthink and internalize it, making them self-conscious.

P.S. A true extravert would have gone to hang out at basketball with Eddie even if he sat and cheered (and razzed) on the sidelines and then got to go out for beers afterward with the group.

(My Myers-Briggs/Keirsey geekiness is showing again.)

(Expanded from comments on a reblog, so yes, you may have seen this before.)

[oinkinpigprince]

OKAY. I love the way you depict Charlie sm. I WAS POSSIBLY WONDERING if you could do a Charlie x VeryObvioslyIntoHim! Reader HCs? (Also pref that the reader is Fem and Chubby cause yeah) Thanks pookie ✌️🥺🥶🔥💯

Of course!! I find your use of emojis disturbing, but I suppose I can look past it this once :33

Charlie x VERY into him!fem!reader

He’s so oblivious to ppl liking him it’s INFURIATING SOMETIMES. Every time someone flirts with him to goes, whoosh! Over his head. It might be a self esteem thing or a childhood thing or bro is just dense in the head

All of your friends know you like Charlie, all of Charlie’s friends know, all of his coworkers know, it’s literally everyone BUUT him

You try and drop subtle hints that just became more and more and more obvious as time went on. Til you were dropping absolute bombshells on Charlie, but nothing

“Charlie you’d make like, a REALLY good boyfriend ya know. You’re probably even MY DREAM man, ya know ANY girl would be lucky to have you as her boyfriend. Ya know ID be honored to date you even!” “Aw thnxs man you’re like, literally so sweet.” One of these days you swear to fucking god

You gave him a bouquet of roses on Valentine’s Day and he just said “oh that’s so nice of you man but I got like major pollen allergies.” He forgot what day it was

It’s infuriating, like genuinely gut wrenching at some points. You don’t want to give up though, not yet at least. You start trying other methods instead of flirting

You buy him food, gifts, a whole new pair of gaming headphones he’s been talking about none stop. You get a fucking ‘dude, you’re literally the coolest girl I know’

Once you offered to clean his entire apartment, because he seemed stressed out. He was so thankful but you still got ‘dude’ zoned

You even tried cuddling with him, during a home movie. He held you in his arms and thought nothing of it. Just kept going on and on about ‘the in-depth character arc’ of some movie guy you didn’t care about

It wasn’t until you looked him in the eyes and literally said “I want to kiss so fucking bad right now.” That it finally clicked for Charlie that you MIIIGHT have a crush on him but all he could stutter out was “I-i think I have a bag of like, chocolate in my freezer.”

After that night you kinda gave up, thinking that maybe YOU weren’t getting his hints. I mean what guy wouldn’t understand that was an profession of love

Charlie actually told Pim about it at work the next day, and was like “do you think she likes me dude?” Glep and alan both stop what they were doing and just stare at him. Pim has his hands folded on the table trying to figure out if Charlie was fuckin w/ him too

“What?” “Charlie, she literally said she wanted to kiss.” “. . . Yeah and?” Bro needs to learn the alphabet before he can begin to spell it out man it’s bad. Once it clicks it fucking snapped into place and he rushed to give you a call

[fictionalgap]

I Hate My Coworker (Chapter 5)

Pairing: Modern Au! Barista! Kit Thantalos x Barista! Reader

Summary: Kit gets distant and you wonder why.

Warning: Swearing, SMUT

Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Song Recommendation: Fever - Dua Lipa,Angèle

A few days passed since you opened up to Kit about everything. Joseph was in shock to see you getting along. There was just a tiny little problem. You started to realize you feel attracted to Kit.

You realized you were jealous of her when you saw the regular customer again, Rachel's hand touched on her hand while giving her the tray. You saw Kit pause for a second than her face fell. She looked at Rachel and Rachel winked at her.

You felt nauseous.

You never did anything sexual with Kit after your confession but you felt your friendship bloom.

Now, you were left alone with your feelings while making a latte for the waiting customer.

"Here's your latte. " You smiled to the customer.

"Thank you." The man took the latte from your hands.

"Enjoy."

He was about to leave the shop but he turned and approached to you again.

"Actually, Can I ask you something? " It was obvious he was nervous.

"Uhm...yes." You were curious.

" Can I ask your number? " He smiled shyly.

He was cute but

He wasn't Kit.

You looked at Kit's direction to see her watching you two carefully with wide eyes. She looked like a tigeress waiting to attack.

You smirked to her direction and turned to the man with a smile.

"Sure."

You started writing your number on the cup and you gave it to the man.

You looked at Kits direction to see her nowhere to be found.

You wanted her to be jealous. You couldn't help but think maybe that backfired.

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You barely talked Kit after the man you gave your number left the shop.

You picked your backpack and you were ready to leave. You saw Kit leaving the shop as well. After you made up she never left the shop without saying goodbye.

"Hey! Kit! "

She turned around with an annoyed face.

"What? "

You backed away in shock.

" What's wrong? "

"Nothing." She kept on walking and you followed her.

"There's clearly something! Did I do something wrong? " When she ignored you again, you stood in your place and shouted.

"Talk to me Thantalos! " You were pissed.

She turned to your direction and started walking towards you.

"Are you mad? " She asked you, shocked from your shouting.

"You made me mad. " You blurted.

She chuckled to your answer.

"What's wrong? "

She wet her lips before she talked.

"For someone who doesn't flirt with random strangers you were pretty good today. You literally looked into my eyes while giving him your number."

So, she got jealous...

"So, you're jealous... " Your smile met your eyes.

"Jealous? I-I thought that you thought It was inappropriate to give numbers to strangers in your workplace. " She tried to explain nervously.

This was her first time being nervous in front of you.

You rolled your eyes. "Like you care. "

"I don't but you do." She looked away.

You bit inside of your cheek.

"Did you give her your number? "

Kit raised her brow in confusion.

"Who?"

"Rachel."

"Why do you ask? " She crossed her arms with a wicked smile.

"Just, I'm trying to make a conversation, okay! " You explained in hurry and rage.

"I didn't give her my number... and I don't plan on it." She eyed you up and down.

"Hm... Maybe after brushing your fingers and after intense eye contact I might have think in that way..."

She heavily breathed.

"See, you're the one who is jealous. Also, she touched me..."

"Hm..."

"So will you? "

"Will I what? "

"Answer his call and go out with him? "

She asked you and tried to look not interested as she can be.

"I don't know..." You averted your eyes.

"Hm...He didn't seem like your type." She corrected her posture.

"How do you know my type? " You laughed at her.

She looked at your eyes without saying anything but she had a hopeful expression on her face as much as you can tell.

"Do you want to come over?" Words slipped out your mouth before you could help it.

Her eyes widened a little then she looked down at her feet.

"For what? "

"Hang out, watch a movie? My grandma is staying with her sister. House is empty. "

"I wouldn't mind your grandma. I like her. She is lovely."

" Well, too bad It's just me then. "

"Yeah, too bad." She nudged your arm with hers playfully as you walk towards your house.

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You played an action - comedy movie you both watched and liked before. You made some popcorn for both of you to eat.

You put them into different bowls so there was no chance of your hands touching each other.

Even though you wanted them to.

You felt like Kit was jealous but you weren't sure If she felt the same as you. Maybe she was just fooling around.

"Y/N? " Kit called your name.

Your head slowly turned to her as If you were in a trance.

"Sorry... did you say something? "

"Just... You have been looking at your bowl for five minutes." She explained.

"Oh." Was all that came out.

"Are you okay? "

"Yeah, just zoned out."

"Hm... " She narrowed her eyes.

You sighed.

"Why don't you go out with Rachel? " You popped the question all of a sudden.

She looked at you dumbfounded.

"Why should I? " She turned to you.

"She seems nice and pretty. " You looked at your bowl again.

"I am attracted to more than nice and pretty. " She said proudly.

"Oh yeah? Like what? "

"I like it when someone challenges me."

Oh.

"That's different... In a good way."

"Yeah... " She said and she looked at you.

You looked at her. She was close. Your shoulders were touching. Her eyes darted to your lips and your darted to hers.

"I find it really attractive when someone is being stubborn and-" She wet her lips, keeping the eye contact with you.

You moved a little closer and she closed the gap between you two.

Your hands went to the back of her neck, playing and tugging with the short hairs. Her hands found your waist as you sloppily made out with her. You melt into her embrace. Her smell was intoxicating your mind. You wanted more. You left her lips and she whined. You went for her neck. You hold her neck with one of your hand you gently started sucking it. You felt Kit smile. You bit her neck to leave a hickey and she moaned as soon as you did.

You waited too long to hear that sound.

"Marking me up already? " She giggled.

You didn't say anything as a reply.

Her hand found the back of your head and started to caress it. You licked to soothe where you left a hickey on her neck. So that Rachel girl knows that she's not available.

And because you also wanted to do that.

She started to kiss your neck too slowly bu then she got eager.

"Do you want a matching one of those? " She asked but she didn't wait for your response as she bit the flesh on top of your collarbone and you moaned loudly. She sucked on it to soothe but it hurted like h*ll... In a good way.

"Now, what will he think If you meet him cause It's gonna be very purple."

Her hand found it's way inside your tshirt.

"Kit, please. " You moaned into her ear. That snapped something in her as she got rid of your tshirt and you helped her git rid of hers too.

You started kissing again furiously. All that sexual tension built up between you two was finally releasing.

She attacked your boob with her mouth as her hand freed you from your bra. Her teeth found it's way that sensitive spot, side of your boob and bit there mercilessly.

"That's for hitting my boob. " She said between kisses.

"If that's the result I can keep on hitting them. " You whined.

She laughed at what you have just said.

You got rid of her bra. She was beautiful.

"You can touch them. "

You cupped her breasts and started playing with them.

"Just please don't hit."

"No promises. " You giggled as you sucked her nipple and your other hand squeezed the other one.

Your hand found it's way to her jeans as her hands did too.

"I did promised you a head, right? " She asked as she bit her lip.

"Hm... you didn't forget. " you said playfully.

"How can I forget? " She rolled her eyes while smiling.

"Okay, then get to work." You patted your led twice.

"As you wish. " She opened her arms to both sides.

She got rid of your pants and panties and digged her head between your legs. You felt her licking and sucking your clit. You started to squirm but she held your legs and didn't let you move around. She stabilized you with her one arm and squeezed the other one on the couch. You felt her finger playing with your clit then pumping two fingers inside.

"Y-you're tight... F*ck."

You held onto her arm as she was keep pumping and curling those fingers inside you.

Your moans filled the house.

You whined as you felt the lack of fingers inside you but she started to use her tounge again. You didn't know how she did it but she knew what she was doing. She moaned too as you tugged her hair. She held both of your legs with her arms and devoured down there. Your mind felt fuzzy and blank. You couldn't think if anything but only felt pleasure.

"Kit I think I'm-"

"Come for me. " She said and then continued to devour you.

You relaxed your body and let go as she told you to. She licked every last drop came inside you. Then her fingers but she didn't licked them all. She left two for you and you licked them all the way, of course you kept the eye contact.

She looked delighted from seeing you like this.

You curled and curled your fingers, hitting that sweet spot of hers again and again.

You reached to her pants and opened them and tugged them down. She was already soaking. You left butterfly kisses on her thighs. She leaned down on the couch and your fingers found it's way to her clit.

Her moans and sounds of wetness were filling the house now.

You felt ecstatic to make her feel this way.

"I-Im comi-"

"Come on my hand! " You growled.

She looked at you with lidded eyes.

You kissed each of her eyes.

She was so pretty like this.

When she came you licked your hand clean and leave two for her as she did with you. You understood why she looked so delighted during you sucking them clean.

~~~

After you cleaned up, you cuddled on the couch, face to face.

You pecked her lips. She pecked your nose then your forehead. Your forehead touched hers as you kept looking into her blue eyes.

Before you both fell asleep on the couch, her face was the last thing you see.

[freakurodani]

a character that pulls but never realizes that theyre getting hit on until its like, done in a real overt way and its like they got romance jumpscared

[gxlden-angels]

Bro I hate fundamentalists and culturally-fundie parents they'll say shit like "spare the rod spoil the child am I right haha yea my parents used to have to beat my ass with a switch almost everyday but I sure did learn my lesson" but like??? no you didn't??? you were hit multiple times for something you very obviously did not, in fact, learn

Like studies about how harmful even lightly spanking children is aside, you're literally contradicting yourself?? Some even admitted they got worse as they got older cause they wanted to see how far they could push their parents before they got punished

And studies not aside, you're gonna get child raising advice from the same book that tells you to stone your wife if her hymen doesn't break on your wedding night instead of the decades of research we have now?? Just say you're a bad parent and move on my guy. Skill issue

[thepoisonroom]

that post that's like "learning social skills helps with social anxiety" applies to dating also btw

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is having not a single fucking clue what to say when your coworkers start talking about relationships. Like how am I supposed to contribute to this conversation. I can’t tell you about my nonexistent partner. I can’t whine about how I haven’t found anybody I don’t want. I can only say “oh that’s cool” and “damn sorry about that” so many times. And now I look awkward and standoffish.

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[moeblob]

Anyway I was thinking about Chris a lot lately and I wanted to draw Brent today so why not draw both!

(Angel is Chris' daughter who is like. 6 or 7. And she very happily has announced she will marry Mr. Right when she grows up and Right is just like "yes exactly, see, Chris? One person loves me enough to marry me I love my future wife" and it drives Chris up a wall. Brent normally calls her Angel but sometimes he has to push the button.)

[gobbluthbutagirl]

actually so funny in retrospect how on the last wednesday of 2022 my job told me i had an “attitude problem” so in 2023 i quit that job, bought a pair of socks online that said “i ❤️ my attitude problem,” and listened to “bad attitude” by meat loaf so many times that it became my #3 most played song of the year

[ecoamerica]

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[trashbaget]

tell me your failed/embarrassing flirting stories to make me feel better, i’ll go first: today i said “get out of my way” forgot to say “i’m kidding” then immediately said “bye”

[starsandthorn]

women 👍

[wawataka]

so my sister ordered me a custom birthday cake for tomorrow since i turned 19 last week and my mom was like ooh, what design did you pick and i am too scared to tell her that i chose this

[stayatsam]

dating age ranges are bizarre bc when i was 20 i considered my range anywhere from 20-28 and now that im 23 im thinking good lord i would never date a 20 yr old

[allthecastlesonclouds]

swifties scare me so much actually