#my roomie & i picked a name for the 2 of us

[hon3y-y]

Roomie!sukuna doesn't even get horny for anyone other than you anymore. You have the wettest, nastiest pussy he's ever seen- and he deserves the best so nobody but you will do. You're fucking so many other fine men now that you dont even give him a second glance when he walks out the shower in just a towel to tease you. And oh, his temper when one of your hookups pick you up and you don't come home for the weekend. Or even worse, they stay for the weekend. Sukuna has never let a girl sleep over at the apartment but now there are two colognes in the bathroom, two pairs or men's shoes at the door, and he can almost never see you in the living room without some other man hanging off your side

read the other parts here! : part 1 part 2

he’s literally so embarrassingggg it’s not even funny. he’ll walk around and flex his muscles, smirk on his puffy lips as the water drips down his ripped torso. he stands outside your open door, you’re looking down at your phone deciding on whether to spend the night at choso’s or nanami’s (pick choso, nanami gets up at like 5 am 🙄), “showers empty..” sukuna basically purr’s, resting his arm on the doorway.

and you literally could not give less of a fuck💀

you just nod, mumbling a ‘thanks’ as you focus on putting both their names in a generator and letting that choose your fate for the night. let’s just say sukuna was extremely angry when a motorcycle pulls up and you just giggle and hop onto it, kissing the stupid leather clad boy while throwing on the custom bikers helmet choso had made for you. and to top it off, sukuna had to physically restrain himself from blowing up your phone on where the fuck you are??

messages;

ryo<3: didn’t see you this morning

you: i’m staying with choso for the weekend! sorry, should’ve told you last night:/

you: i also won’t be home after wednesday satoru is taking me to this festival! i’ll send pics😋

ryo<3: have fun 👍

omfg he’s losing it. he literally will spend the whole time in the gym, refusing to be in the empty apartment for longer than eight hours for sleep. he feels like there’s a cement brick in his chest when you’re whisked away by these men. but nothing is worse than when he stays over.

he being satoru.

it was becoming a huge issue. his longest “sleepover” was a week. a week where you weren’t even home for half of it. but sukuna was. he was there for all of it.

there was now a third toothbrush taking up countertop space in the bathroom, he would find satoru’s clothes in the wash (which would always somehow be in there whenever ryo specifically had to use it??), and gojo absolutely loved to make out with you everywhere but inside of your room and sukuna started to hated it. publicly claiming you in front of the guy who literally made it possible🙄 unbelievable.

let’s just say you take a break from bringing satoru over, doing your best to settle the tension at home. but sukuna couldn’t let it go, not when he stares at the stupid fucking blue electric toothbrush and knows that it’s only temporary.

at this point he didn’t even give a fuck about the other guys, you can keep them as long as he’s added onto your roster.

it’s been a while since the two of you had a movie night. something that used to, at the very least, happen once a month has been delayed due to your extra activities. the two of you relaxed into the couch, the movie was a random one you found choosing whatever looked the best by cover and for the first time in a while, sukuna felt like he had you.

“did you buy the candy?”

“shit, yeah. i think i left it in my room?”

“go get it while i make the popcorn!” you smiled up at him, your eyes sparkling excitedly. you looked so cute and soft, and ryo got a glimpse of your cute pink panties when you bent over to grab something so he was feeling just as good. he could already picture the little damp spot he’d create after teasing you and then force you to beg and make it up to him.

he thought about it the whole walk to his room, picking up the bag and then back to the living room, fantasizing about what he plans to do. and just as he’s about to turn the corner, a head of white fluffy hair is laying on your lap, legs spread to take up the full length of the couch. and the only seat available? the one farthest from you.

“i hope you don’t mind, satoru said he missed us!”

us… sukuna looked down at gojo, looking at the content quirk in his lip while he snuggled into you more, moving one of your hands into his hair to play with it. ryo’s eye twitched before he put the bag down and went back into his room, the door slamming behind him. the noise makes you force satoru up, a pit forming in your stomach. you didn’t want sukuna to feel uncomfortable in his own house—

“damn, what’s he so mad abo- he got macha kitkats!? mmm~”

*bonus*

sukuna is literally in his room about to dry heave because??? what alternative version of himself gave him such bad karma?!? in his room like this;

but quietly, because he DEFINITELY doesn’t want you to see him like this. such a fein🤦‍♀️

a/n: i didn’t put smut because i didn’t want to get repetitive BUT should we finally let sukuna get a taste?? part 4 where he finally gets her?? lmk🫶

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[tastesousweet]

⭒ the girl with the tattoo (vii) - pt 1 pt 2 p3 p4 p5 p6

matt sturniolo x fem!oc / reader

summary : a little weed sure eases theses two up.

warnings : implications of sex & use of weed

mickey speaks : sorry this took a while to get out friends, hope u love it. also lowkey self inserting w the hawaii trip :P

THIS IS PART SEVEN GO READ THE OTHERS FIRST!!!

“OH, he’s obsessed!” andrea exclaims across the table, a wide smile smothered over her face.

it didn’t take long for asha to call you and begin debriefing her month-long europe trip to you, only for you to cut her short (because matt began knocking on the door, complaining about how long you’d taken to piss) and ask her to finish her tell-all over lunch. she of course agreed and texted you the location of her favorite ramen place along with: “tell your roomie andrea that she can come with i wanna see u bothhhh!”

she’s spent the last half hour detailing the total princess treatment she’d experienced from a guy she met at her stop in london. “yeah, too bad i won’t see him again,” she pouts.

“you didn’t get his phone number that entire time?” you ask, fiddling with the chopsticks in your hand.

“oh of course i did, i just won’t be using it,” asha laughs and tucks a piece of her dark curled hair behind her ear. “it was nice while it lasted but i’m definitely not trying to deal with the hassle that comes with dating anyone right now,” she shrugs.

“you’re so bad!” andrea shakes her head and giggles, "but you know what, i get it."

asha hides her laugh by guiding noodles towards her mouth.

your phone buzzes softly against the counter and lights up, showing off a new text message from your mom, but more importantly your lock screen wallpaper displaying a sleepy figaro on your chest.

asha squeals through her chews as you pick up your phone to decide whether you’ll confront or procrastinate the text message (that will most likely sour your mood). andrea’s eyes widen at the girl as asha finishes up and starts to explain, “who’s cat is that?!” her acrylic nail taps against the table.

“oh, it’s ours,” you peer over your phone, deciding you’d rather not answer your mom’s text (she's asking how degree-related job searching has been, again).

“what?!”

“oh yes, he's my babyyy,” andrea coos while unlocking her phone to show off the many photos, “his name is figaro-.”

asha swipes through the phone in awe, “and when the fuck did this happen?”

“like a few weeks ago, i wanna say…” you turn to look at andrea while trying to remember.

“i’m coming over way more now. oh my god.” she gushes over the many photos of the playful black kitten before returning andrea’s phone.

“please do, it felt like you were gone for so long.” you whine out the beg before taking another sip of the warm broth.

asha sighs (in a way that causes her lips to flutter a little), “i know, i miss hanging out with my friends!”

“and we miss you! your ass is always traveling somewhere we have to soak up all your LA time while we can,” you joke.

the two laugh along with you, “i think i’ll be here for a while…not until like, my birthday.” asha thinks through her schedule and her mouth widens at the thought of her birthday, “oh my god! i forgot to tell you- mostly because it’s kinda far out? so, the past four years i’ve hosted trips for my birthday in late november... and i want you two to come this year!”

your eyes widen in excitement and your mouth is full of noodles, keeping you from letting out the loud 'yes' you wanted to. so andrea answers for the both of you, “well of course, we’ll come!”

asha’s face can’t possibly be stretched further with happiness as she celebrates, “yay, this’ll be so fun! you’ll get to meet some of my girlfriends and f’course the boys will be there so you’ll know a few people already!”

“and where are we going?” you ask with big, curious eyes.

“hawaii!"

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a distinct berry shade drips over the room in full swoops as the leaving sun peeks through matt's curtains ever so gently. your lips are now almost the same shade of the woven fabric, especially after enduring matt's undying and bitter kisses.

you hear him breathe a soft laugh, finding your body's limp, laid-out position to be straight out of an erotic femme painting: right leg and arm stretched above and below you, left arm above your waist to cradle your tits, and left leg bent and falling over the opposing leg.

you turn your head when you recognize his return, whispering, "hey."

matt’s bed dips accordingly when he lowers himself next to you, fixated on your still-exposed silhouette that hosts a few deep hickeys (he’s recently taken a liking to giving you them, his ego gains a small ignition at the thought of him placing them only where he gets to see), rather than your observant eyes.

he finds one he’d kissed into the skin under your printed hello kitty, leaning closer to lick and suckle at it more. you squirm and push his head away with a whine of his name.

he chuckles and moves his hair from his face, “put some fuckin’ clothes on then.” he lays your sweatshirt and panties, he gathered on his way back to you, against your chest.

you lift yourself easily, though a sleepy yawn still makes its way to you as you fit into the hoodie. matt shifts himself to slouch against his headboard. you finish your redressing before moving yourself higher on his bed as well.

matt thinks your phone screen is severely bright and headache-inducing but he doesn't complain as he normally would, instead he's more focused on balancing his joint-rolling necessities atop his wife beater clad torso.

you pay no attention to him as you exchange texts with remi:

REMI - 6:43 PM

OMFG

REMI

this guy im friends w thinks i should set you up on a blind date with a guy he knows :D

REMI

HE JUST SHOWED ME A PIC AND ... fuck

REMI

PLS SAY YOULL DO IT

REMI

u deserve a nice date night

Y/N - 8:36 PM

hi WHATTT

Y/N

idk rem😭😭

REMI

ABOUT TIME U RESPONDED HELLO

REMI

rlly you dont wanna??

Y/N

ill have to think about it

you sigh while turning off your phone, moving your body to better face matt, who's hands work to add the potent plant into his detailed silver grinder. there's obviously no need for you to stay in his bed or hang around for any longer, but as of late you both aren't necessarily itching to kick the other out as soon as clothes are back on.

"i wanna learn," you declare as you sit up more, looking down at his slouched figure.

"to roll?" he asks pausing his smooth routine and licking over his lips expectantly.

"yeah," you move your hoodie’s long sleeve cuffs away from the lower half of your palm, showing him your dedication and anticipation.

matt smirks and continues to zip the plastic bag once more, shaking his head.

"what? why not, matt?" you pout.

“because i’m already good at it,” he shrugs, “you can smoke with me but you don’t have to be the one to roll.”

“‘kay, whatever. i’ll just get someone else to teach me then, like chris or lucas or somethin’” stretching as you collapse back onto his bed and bury your face in the crook of your arm. when matt does nothing to pull you out of your dramatic fit, you decide to mess with him further, grabbing his phone from its place near his thigh and rolling over so that you lie on the plush of your stomach.

you pretend to type (actually just tapping against his uncharacteristically soft lockscreen, displaying a vintage looking photo of a woman you’d only assume to be his mother) then putting the phone up to your ear, mimicking the ring with a burring noise in your throat. “hey lucas! yeah it's me, matt never gave me your number! i know. that is really selfish and unfair!” you nod along while staring at matt who thinks you look and sound so stupid that it’s kind of cute.

you twirl your hair and bite your lip, really getting into character, “you're right, he is the worst. he won’t even let me roll up with him! but that’s fine, i think i may just need someone more skilled and sexy like you to hel-”

matt taps your barely covered ass harder than he intends to, shocking you in the best way. “alright, stop fuckin’ around and pay attention ‘cause i’m not repeating myself,” he softly demands, gesturing you to sit up with his fingers.

"ow!" you rub at the spot and roll your eyes in faux irritation, fighting the urge to smile now that you've successfully recaptured matt's attention and can still feel the heat of his hand on your ass. you try to give yourself grace in moments like this but you can't help but reflect and feel a bit pathetic when having a crush on someone like matt.

matt, who would never take a relationship further than casual sex and unserious after-sex smoke sessions, especially not with you.

"shh. come here, bruh" he hushes you and you obey, shifting to sit next to him, reflecting his bent position. "'kay," he hands you the grinder, mumbling, "take a look," as he grabs one of the natural hemp rolling papers and places the packaging on his nightstand.

you open the silver lid gently, eyes widening slightly and impressed with the dollops of finely crushed weed laying in the container. "how much do you use?"

"all of it," your head practically snaps over to look at him and he sighs, "y/n, it's like half a gram."

you fight the urge to dip your index finger in the crowd of weed and move it around, "still looks like kind of a lot."

"well, it's not," he shakes his head and adjusts his shoulders. "now you're gonna take some in your fingers and place it in this paper," he taps your distracted arm with his hand to bring your attention to the rolling paper he has curled slightly around his thumb. as you begin to take a hold of some of the substance he warns, "and don't do too much at once- i don't need you spillin' any on us or my bed."

"you're such a diva," you huff and softly sprinkle the weed into the wrapper he's holding.

once it's full enough matt shows you how his fingers guide the paper and fold it into its proper joint shape. he moves his hand towards your mouth, "now you gotta lick and seal it." you inch closer, hesitantly peeking your tongue out just a little to lick at the small flap. "okay, you need more than that baby-ass lick. but don't over-do the spit 'cause that'll fuck it up too," he eyes your mouth when you expose more of your tongue, successfully sealing the joint (with matt's guidance).

he finishes off the end of the joint before presenting it to you, "voilà," matt fiddles with the joint in front of your face before you boldly grab it from his hands.

you immediately encourage him with a wave of your fingers, "gimme that lighter, please."

he's slightly impressed with your sudden confidence and adjusts himself (removing the remaining items from his lower stomach, including the lighter you ask for) and reaches over to light it for you.

matt's lip falls between his teeth due to natural anticipation. the sharp, orange hue sparks to life and you gain a shyness as he approaches the joint in your mouth with it. suddenly your fingers take it away from your mouth as you whisper, "wait, matt."

matt dramatically throws his arm down, "yeah?"

"i don't actually know how to do this," a smile spreads across your face when you see matt's mouth slightly ajar and eyes disengaged.

"seriously? you started talkin' like you've at least smoked a couple times."

you hold a laugh in, "well like, i wanna try it. you just have to tell me what to do..."

"inhale the shit," matt gestures his hands, "hold in your lungs, blow it out. it's simple as fuck," he points to your hand holding the joint, "let's see it."

you deadpan, "you're so unhelpful," you shake your head and place it back in your mouth, "just light me up."

he rolls his eyes as his hand moves back up to you, you lean into the flame and immediately inhale as it comes to life in your mouth.

matt just smirks from next to you, amused at your attempt. you focus on holding it in your lungs and close your eyes as you exhale. the smoke exits smoothly and surrounds your head, when you open your eyes you immediately look over to matt who laughs when he sees a cough brewing in your lungs. you push his shoulder just as you begin a small coughing fit.

he goes to grab the joint from your hand but you raise it away, finishing your cough and putting it back into your mouth to taste the odd plant flavor again.

matt's laugh is still there just died down, "who the fuck are you?! 'just light me up' and then here you go actin' like you own shit." he points a finger at you with his eyes big and playful.

you smirk sarcastically, and your eyes crinkle in the softest way, when you lean closer to him in response, blowing smoke in his face.

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"so why're nick and chris staying so late at the warehouse?" you ask and play with the strings of your hoodie.

matt draws lines across your inner thigh with his fingers, "it's nick's month to do inventory and chris bought some crazy wall art shit he had to finish setting up-"

"you're not gonna help them?"

"oh yeah sweetheart, i'll actually go there right now and help them out." his eyes are so dewy and red you find yourself excusing his annoying sarcasm and instead wanting to kiss him and his puffy eyelids and his flushed cheeks, especially when you're sat on top of him like this.

"still, they probably wanted you around," you explain.

"why do you care so much about shit that doesn't involve you? i left them and invited you over so you should be happy." his voice eases his delivery to not come across so harshly while his eyes squint a little.

"you're right, s'not really my place to have a take on y'all's dynamic." you shrug and feel as his hands stop running over your thighs and instead squeeze harshly as he looks in your eyes.

"mmm, thank you for telling me i'm right," he smiles and leans forward to give your jaw a kiss with his wet, pink lips, "say it again and i'll be fully hard."

"you're a dog," you laugh as he pulls away. "what'd you do today?" you whisper, ignoring the sensation that comes with him feeling up your lower half.

"guess." he blinks slowly.

"mmm... i don't know. you tattooed some people, fucked me, made fun of me, smoked..." you list off on each of your fingers.

he nods along as you list each, making different facial expressions depending on the task. "those are all definitely things i did.."

"did you eat?"

"i mean, yeah...ish." he rubs his eyes and his mouth begins to curve slightly, knowing your next sentiment well enough he could say it with you.

as if on queue, you prompt him with a question that tends to come up quite often when the two of you finish fucking, "can we get food?"

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the doorbell of matt's shared townhome rings through the house as the two of you giddily stand near the door, "3, 2, 1.." you count through giggles before opening the door and facing the young man dressed head to toe in papa johns gear.

"oh. my. god!" you exclaim in a ridiculous country accent, "baby come here, they sent a man to sell us insurance or somethin'!" you call out and pinch your eyebrows.

before the man can get a word in matt comes into frame, cowboy hat in tow and his mocking accent deeper yet identical to your own, "now who 'den sent you here to harass my woman? huh?" he holds a tooth pick in his mouth and squints his eyes. "and how much would i owe to have whatever you got in them boxes, son?" he points and you try not to laugh from behind him.

"uh, it's just a pizza delivery that was ordered to this address, sir..." he looks around, checking the numbers displayed next to the door once more.

you peek your head back in, "you know what, charles, it was probably little john, you know he's always orderin' that amy-zun and what not from that tablet!"

"mmm..." matt pretends to think and not laugh as he holds onto a fake belt around his black sweatpants, "my lady's right," he cracks a smile, "you know how the kids get," he tuts and gestures to the man again while pulling out his wallet, "i owe you?"

"only $12.57."

"right," matt grabs a few bills and whistles, "wife, come grab this box for little john would you?" he hands the money over as you reach for the pizza box, "keep the change, boy." he tilts his hat in dismissal and as soon as the door is shut matt's falling to the floor with laughter as you laugh and place the pizza box down, screaming about how close you are to pissing yourself.

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"asha told me about her birthday trip in november," you say, licking your lips of excess pizza sauce.

matt nods and swallows to respond while wiping his mouth, "yeah she does that shit every year."

you adjust yourself on the bed and grab another slice of the cheese pizza in between you two. "it sounds fun, i'm excited," you say before taking a bite.

"yeah, it's usually fun. usually." he laughs.

"meaning?"

"last year in mexico nick almost fist fought asha's boyfriend because he was bein' shitty to her on her birthday. it was a fuckin' brawl everyday of that trip, i swear."

"damn."

"yeah. but don't trip, asha's not letting anything ruin her birthday this time, she loves herself too much to do that." he rolls his eyes in endearment towards his friend.

"well, how about you? your birthday's next weekend.."

matt shakes his head and looks to the side for a moment, "we always struggle to figure out what we're doing for our birthday. the three of us wanna spend that time together but chris wants a party, nick wants a small get together with games, and i'd want a lowkey dinner or something."

"you could always do all of the ideas but on different days."

"that drags it too much, we'll most likely host a party like we did last year, chris will probably nag us enough to make us give up." matt shrugs and takes a bite of his slice.

"well, i'll be at whatever you decide to do," you smile.

"oh will you now?" his eyebrows lift for just a moment in humor.

"well duh."

"and who's inviting you? cause it won't be me," he smiles and stuffs his mouth again right as you push his shoulder and laugh off his bad joke.

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[adorejungkook]

Baby got Back!!

CHAPTER 4

chapter. 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Synopsis; Jeon Jungkook has the fattest fucking crush on you meanwhile Jimin and Taehyung don’t find you too hard to look at either. Now Jungkook has to find a way to confess his feelings, maybe even show you, before the other two find their way into your pants during your “staycation”. 

Warnings; series, SMUT HELLO, pining, big dick!jk, male masturbation, jungkook thinks about smutting you, but it's just solo action today, seokjin is a dick sorry lol

wordcount: 1.2k, a little bit longer than usual yayyy

“Am I tripping,”, You muttered in confusion, waiting by the trunk for Jungkook to pick up the last two bags, “, or does this not look like our Airbnb?”

“Uhh, It’s a little smaller but I think I see the pool back there,” He said with a grunt as he flung his duffel bag over his shoulder, “Can I take your bag?”

“No, you took literally all of them so far,”

Yeah, Jungkook took them so you’d see how strong, manly and chivalrous he is!! He knew you were perfectly capable of taking a few bags, but how else was he supposed to show you he was boyfriend material? Maybe he’d have to break and then fix one of these sinks….after a workout with his shirt off?

He just pouted to himself as you both walked into the house, only to be met with your two incredibly angry friends staring down at Jimin’s phone.

“Jim, what the fuck is this house?” Jimin spat, turning on the speaker so the four of you could hear.

“My name is Jin, sir,” The voice rang out a bit distantly as if he wasn’t standing near his phone. He sounded completely uninterested.

“I don’t care, man. You said there were three bedrooms and we only have two!” 

“Oh yeah!” The man on the line cackled, sounding closer than before, “Not gonna lie to you, I was counting the basement as a bedroom. I had it looking super nice down there.”

“There’s a bunch of old arcade games down there though,” Taehyung pointed out, eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, I needed the storage space. You guys will be alright!” The owner said and then promptly hung up the phone.

Jungkook’s first instinct was to worry about you. The purpose of getting three rooms was so that you and Jimin would have your own rooms, considering they all wanted you to be comfortable (and that Jimin had paid for this place). Now, with only two bedrooms something had to change.

“Fuck that guy. Jimin, we can share a room right?” Taehyung sighed, looking at his older friend who only nodded as he rubbed his hands over his face in response. 

“I guess that makes us roomies, huh?” You asked, looking over at Jungkook. You still sound a little bewildered by the scene that just took place.

You and Jungkook…roomies? As in, you and Jungkook sharing the same bed in said room?!

 He was sure you were trying to kill him now.

“No!” He exclaimed before clearing his throat and trying again, “Uh, no. I’ll sleep on the couch, it’s okay,” he said, hoping to convince you with his toothy grin.

“Jungkook.”

Welp, Jungkook lost. 

Next thing he knew, he was walking right behind you into the other bedroom, with his bags in hand. 

“The bed is kind of small, that Jin guy is lucky I didn’t book this place,” You said with a scowl, wiping down the dressers so you could both put your things away. 

You were right, Jungkook was sure this bed had to be smaller than a normal full-sized one.

Not only would this force him to be closer to you than ever, but Jungkook also happened to be very passionate about comfortable mattresses. He had one for each bedroom in his own home, not that he told most people that. Overall, this wasn’t the ideal situation. 

“At least there’s a bathroom in here, that’s nice,” Jungkook mumbled, folding his mass of grey sweatpants – yes, he brought underwear,– as he watch you rummage through your bag in search of something.

 Seeing your face scrunched up with genuine distaste was something new to Jungkook, he always tries his best to make you happy so he’d never have the opportunity to, and even though you looked so utterly pissed off, he could only think about how soft your lips looked between your teeth.

“Do you mind if I use it first? A bath sounds really nice right now,”

“Of course not! Go ahead,”

He watched you flutter your way into the bathroom, eyes somewhere lower than they should’ve been. He waits a minute after you turn the water on, listening to the sound of the bath filling, and hears it slosh around you when you sit. 

Jungkook contemplates whether or not he should go talk to Taehyung about switching rooms, not trusting Jimin or himself to be alone with you like this. His feet work faster than his mind as he finds himself being carried toward the door and quietly pushing it closed. 

His breath is labored now as he palms the strain in his jeans. He looks over at the bathroom door one more time before he rolls his head back and lets out a whine. Unbuttoning his jeans just enough to reach into his boxers and pull out his cock. He runs his hand over the tip, red and dribbling with precum. 

Jungkook moves to walk over towards the bathroom door, just hoping to hear you, to feel your presence before stopping in his tracks. He slicks his hand up and down his shaft, heavy in his palm before squeezing at his base. 

He takes a deep breath. 

“Calm down, calm down,” He whispers to himself, sitting on the edge of your bed. His eyes are half-lidded and his mouth feels incredibly dry, but all he can think about is you.

He starts on his shaft again, at a much calmer, almost lazy pace. The feeling is almost suffocating combined with his thoughts of you. 

What were you doing right now? Were you thinking of Jungkook? 

Please be thinking of him. 

He wanted you to be just as bothered as him right now. He imagined you with your leg perched up over the tub, a hand between your silky thighs. He squeezed his eyes shut, he swore he could perfectly see your face, eyes blown out with your mouth fallen open, sweet little moans spilling out. 

His breath hitched at the thought, hand tightening as he started to buck his hips into his palm. He couldn’t control himself anymore. He wanted you so bad, he needed you. 

You were his, you had to be his.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” He moaned, falling back onto the bed before he released himself from his grasp. Spurts of cum erupted from his tip, shooting onto his abs and chest with its last two twitches. 

Holy Shit.  

He tried to catch his breath as he looked around the room, trying to regain a grasp of his surroundings when his eyes landed on something directly beside his torso.

It was pink and white- wait, it was actually just pink? There was something on top of it though, what is tha-

 

His brain stops, having no way to possibly understand what he’s holding in his hand right now. 

He knows he doesn’t understand what he's looking at, because there is no way he has a pair of your panties, that belong to your perfect ass,  in his hand with his fucking jizz smeared onto them!!!

His eyes shoot toward the bedroom door when he hears a knock come from the other side, then back at your panties, the nut on his stomach, and this very incriminating situation he’s caused for himself.

Jungkook was absolutely fucked.

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[youleavethetardisbrakeson]

I would LOVE to hear more of your Corlys and Rhaenys headcanons.

LOL what an absolute can of worms you've just opened. All @evebestt and I do all day is send one another headcanons and fic ideas.

Some off the top of my head:

- As mentioned earlier, her feet can't touch the ground of the Driftwood Throne (I am a prophet) and she needs a little stepstool

- @evebestt and I think Corlys often calls her 'Lady of the Tides' even though that is NOT a title ever mentioned in the books or anywhere. We claim that and it's ours now. We also thought weeks ago that she rules when he's not home, (prophecies smack us in the face) as I put in my Stepstones fic

- We also picked up on Steve playing Corlys as a little socially awkward and blunt. We thought him not really knowing how to bullshit or be deceitful around court made him SUPER appealing to Rhaenys. She doesn't have to worry about him lying about his intentions because he's TERRIBLE at it. We were ESTATIC to see that Steve thought the same in the interview I posted about

- They don't exactly have names that are good for nicknames so we think they just call each other "wife" or "husband," sometimes "woman" if he's feeling frisky. "Lord husband" means he's in trouble.

- Rhaenys is a total tomboy horse dragon girl and completely just feral at home. She doesn't like wearing a ton of fancy dresses or jewelry (basing this on episode 5 and her taking her jewlery off in episode 7) and often stomps around in those boots. We also think she likes wearing Corlys' tunics because they're roomy and comfortable and they smell like him. She got into the habit especially when she was pregnant (and that drove Corlys wild so it encouraged the behavior)

- Corlys is always little wary around Meleys because she's a fucking DRAGON and he's convinced she doesn't like him. Meleys likes to give him the side eye to keep him on his toes, but she actually does like him. If she didn't, he'd be dead.

- Rhaenys on the other hand treats Meleys like a white woman with a giant rescue pit bull (I say that as a white woman who works with rescue dogs lol). That dragon is her child, she swears she'd never harm a fly, and like her aunt Alyssa before her, she'll take baby Laena and Laenor up flying with her like it's no big deal. Corlys nearly faints from stress.

- The kids have nearly identical names because Rhaenys was unconscious after difficult birth #2 and Corlys panicked. (Seriously. Why the fuck are their kids named Laena and Laenor if they AREN'T TWINS.)

[r0-boat]

Dilf Werewolf Boyfriend-Cole

This is a huge fic and if you'll excuse me I'm going to go pass out

Edit: I fucked myself posted to early fuck

Part 2 here

You decided to take a trip to North Dakota the campout before the weather got any colder You didn't listen to your friends warnings about the particular forest.you were staying in, rumors of a huge beast as powerful is a grizzly bear as quick as a rabbit And as hungry as a wolf. But those were just rumors you brushed them off quickly

The weather was chilly as you got out your car thankfully you had a coat with you. Getting out your supplies in the trunk taking in the crisp cold air you set out through the forest to find a camping spot. The chilly air caused you to shiver you rub your arms together to regain some warmth, you gathered up wood setting up the much-needed campfire.

You woke up even colder unziped your tent to see The forest completely covered in snow. After breaking down your tent you dug around for your stuff and got on your measly coat before trying to find your way back to the parking lot.

The snow crunched beneath your feet going in the direction that you assumed to be the parking lot. You were feezing tired and scared walking around in the dark with nothing to see other than white and trees.the wind started to pick up You wrap your snow-covered blanket around you it was better but not enough to stop the shivering.

The wind just got more and more violent pretty much pelting the falling snowflakes at your face. You walk towards seems like forever with no signs of your car the parking lot or any building. Your face was feeling numb the cold was becoming too much to bear.

Despite the numbness in your legs you continued. You saw something past the trees in a clearing in the a house. Desperate you used up the last of your strength to book it to the house hoping whoever lives there but take pity on you and let you stay

The door opened to see a a man with 5:00 shadow and short red hair his burning red eyes stared down at you.

"What the fuck are you doing out here in the middle of a blizzard?"

"Please" was all you could muster.

The man cussed under his breath before growling holding the door open for you

"Inside, now!"

You smiled "thank you, sir!"

The man just the door behind him "Cole, names Cole..." he muttered before heading to the kitchen. " Go to the fireplace don't worry about your shit."

You drop your bag near the door and take off you're shoes. The cabin wasn't small but it wasn't big either it was nice, roomy the smell of apple and cinnamon fill your nose as you get comfy near the fireplace shivering trying to cuddle up to your cold blanket.

Cole take the blanket away from you and you a new one before setting down a hot cup of tea.

" Don't expect the blizzard to peer out until about a week... you're staying with me but as soon as the snow clears you are out of here. Got it?"

You nodded before snuggling into the warm blanket.

You woke up in a soft king-sized bed with the same blanket Cole gave you, the room you stayed in had a skylight which was covered in snow hunting rifle hung from the wall with cleaned animal bones on his shelf that look like they've been knawed on and next to it was a small picture frame that looks to be him smiling with two toddlers in his arms next to a woman with her face ripped out.

The smell of breakfast being cooked drag you out of his room and down the stairs the wood creaking with each step.

Cole noticed and called out " morning kiddo, sorry about my attitude last night you just came at a bad time, since you'll be here might as well feed you. Ya hungry?" He turned a plate of eggs and bacon in one hand a small half smile on his face.

"I'm not a kid, im in my 20's." You have to taking the plate out of his hands

" 20's is still young, and you're young and stupid why else you would come out in the woods with a silly scrap of cloth you call a coat-

If you knew you were going to get lectured on your life choices you would have just died in the snow.

"Yeah yeah know my friends have been going on and on about some rumor about this forest"

Cole chokes on his food " there are rumors?"

You chew on your food "yeah something about a dangerous animal you know anything about it

He clears his throat" n-no not really"

Despite recently just meeting the two of you clicked well together despite Cole's resting bitch face and sometimes piss-poor attitude when he's already angry he's quite Charming. And you can't help but notice Cole stealing glances would he thinks your not looking.

Cole seems to have forgotten why he wanted to turn you away. A primal hunger that begin to pull in his stomach reminded him. The urge to claim a mate, to claim you as a mate.

Your scent became more and more intoxicating to him.

You're so much smaller compared to him, small and cute like a little rabbit.

Fuck he has to control himself no matter how much he wants you and no matter how much he notices your hungry eyes on him burning holes into his shirt trying to get a better glimpse at his body-

Cole let out a growl he was supposed to be a man, not some horny teenage boy. He rushes into the basement to get away from the temptation.

He closes the door behind him before sitting on the couch unbuckling his belt to release his hard cock. His nails were already turning into claws

Whimpering he rubs the head with his thumb before wrapping his hand around his shaft. It took everything in him not to rut into his palm when he gently stroked up and down

He tried not to think about you. Your smile, your sweet smell, how are you were so willing stay with him a strange man not knowing who he is and what he can do to you. Your pretty lips pouting when you were upset... Oh those lips... Nice and pillowy wrapped around his-

His ears perked up upon hearing a hushed moan coming from the now slightly open door. The scent now stronger and sweeter draws him closer his canines are growing bigger and sharper as he draws near.

[kazemi-archive]

WIP Tag game

tyty @tetzoro and @jinchuls for tagging me.... there's so many i decided just a new post.....

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPS.

below the cut bc i'm insane?

Bodyguard AU folder >> 1. rich boy!suna 2. 24 more parts of bodyguard!mattsun all named pt 13, pt 14... etc.

Faerie AU folder >> 3. faerie!osamu x consort!reader 4. faerie!daichi x goddess!reader 5. faerie!suna x kitsune!reader 6. nekomata!kuroo x seijoh!princess 7. human!tsukki x faerie!reader 8. faerie!seijoh 9. fukurodani 10. 10ish more parts of faerie prince!kita all named pt 14, pt 15... etc.

Liberosis folder >> 11. Reality Check pt.1 & pt.2 12. The Wise(asse)st of Us All 13. Coming Clean 14. We've Been Idiots All Along

Side Effects folder >> 15. I Tried to Quit 16. I Get So High 17. Losing Sleep 18. I Don't Want This to End

19. People Watching folder - Multi-Character HQ Series 20. Summer Intern folder - Kita Series 21. You Wanna Play Psycho Killer folder - Ghostface!Mattsun 22. After Midnight - Suna 23. Devil or God - Iwaizumi 24. Itadakimasu - Sanji 25. Kita/Mattsun threesome 26. Lingerie - Shoko 27. Look at Me - Suna 28. Pancakes for Dinner - Beelzebub 29. Pay Attention - Dabi 30. Samu/Suna sandwich 31. Solipsism - Sugawara 32. Ushijima x spit kink 33. Yellow Light - Megumi

there is.... also a folder labeled "ideas" that are just concepts......

including:

34. And Many More - Kyoutani 35. Atsumu/Oikawa Threesome 36. Atsumu/Sugawara Threesome 37. Baseball AU - Multi-Character HQ 38. Beel Smut 39. Bf!Suna & Bff!Tendou Threesome 40. Bf!Tendou & Ushijima Threesome 41. Single Dad!hq / Breeding Kink!hq 42. Desiderium Sequel - Oikawa 43. Devil's Bargain - ??? 44. Domestic Life w Tendou 45. Fireman!AU - Multi-Character HQ 46. First and Last - Jean 47. In Another Life - Yaku & Lev 48. In My Head - Iwaizumi 49. Kenma x OF!gf 50. Kuroo's Tie 51. Lucifer Smut 52. Massage Therapist!Matsukawa 53. Mattsun x Makki x Echo x Kaze 54. Mattsun picking up little siblings from school 55. MSBY Osamu & Atsumu 56. Other Thoughts (unorganized ideas brought to you by me & wendy aka @/northofneverland scattered brainrot messages) 57. Poly!roomies - Suna, Osamu, Kita, Matsukawa 58. School Workers!AU - Multi-Character HQ 59. Seijoh 4 Roommates 60. Seijoh 4 x Manager 61. Semi x Aims & Tendou x Kaze 62. Tan Lines - Tendou 63. Tendou in Paris 64. The Color Blue - Bokuto 65. The Other Side of The Screen - Kenma 66. TikTok Neighbor!Mattsun 67. Your Best Interest in Mind - Suna & Tendou

and the newest editions:

68. brother-in-law!choso 69. uncle-in-law!toji 70. father-in-law!nanami 71. yuuji & sukuna

tagging people in this feels like a crime..... so.... open tags. also feel free to come talk to me about these

[simplhee]

be my +1 - dictionary / references

masterlist

all below the cut !!!

• profiles

the roomies : a reference to the content creator roommate line up consisting of valkyrae (rae), fuslie (leslie), yvonnie (yvonne), kkatamina (miyoung), and sykkuno ! the newly added addition to the roomies is tinakitten (tina) who y/n is based of off !!!

otv : based on offlinetv (otv) which is a content creator group. they’ve been around for a couple years now and consist of gaming/variety streamers. the current line up consists of scarra, disguisedtoast (toast), lilypichu (lily), quarterjade (jodi), masayoshi (john), sydeon (sydney), michael reeves, with yvonnie and brofain (brodin) as members/staff (brodin directs otv videos). pokimane (imane/poki) had recently just “graduated” from the group, but was a key part in creating the original offlinetv and their journey so far :)

>> note i will be using a lot of offlinetv and friends in a lot of photos just cause

valo squad : while there are many valo squads out there, this valo squad is a reference most directly to the group of people that quarterjade plays with. this includes obviously jodi, masayoshi, peterparktv, trulytenzin, sydeon, seanic, and starsmitten. occasionally other people from otv and friends do play with them such as toast, miyoung, sykkuno, baboabe, etc. but for the most part the group above is who jodi typically plays with

valo is short for valorant which is a first person sh**ter game made by riot games. it is quite popular with new agents, gun skin line, battle passes and etc on it. it is currently only a pc game with various different game modes, buttt it is free ! you only pay for things like skins and the battle pass. one of the game modes is ranked game play which can find your rank as iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, ascendant, immortal, and radiant! i will say tho it’s also kinda known for the e-dating factor people take into account LOL

• lvl 1. - new roomie !

when the roomies moved most recently they revealed that tina was their new roommate on her stream !

during said ^ stream leslie accidentally spilled some water on tina hence the reference in chapter one with sanha and y/n

• lvl 2. - god’s gift to valorant

in-house: an in house is typically when a ten people on valorant play a custom game against one another

customs are one of the game modes of valorant

kn*fing is when one gets a kn*fe k*ll on someone in the game. kn*ves are the melee weapon that each player has in game

“god’s gift to valorant” is a reference to when lilypichu called herself god’s gift to league (of legends) when she was playing one time

the picture that is on hee’s priv is one of the views of the friends list within valorant, where it does not show the names of your friends list but rather the icons that players pick. it also shows the number of people your friends may be playing with hence the “+1” and etc.

typically “+1”s are player’s duos and/or significant others

the punishment tweets are a lot of otv&f references

[h0ney-bee]

i was tagged by @/citrucee! THANKIES these are so fun

were you named/named yourself after anyone?

My dad named me after a character in a horror movie but ma said it wasn't unique enough so changed some letters

when was the last time you cried?

Like actually cried over something meaningful? I usually do when I'm frustrated. The last meaningful cry I had was maybe a couple months ago. It's been hard keeping friendships strong and finding myself.

do you have kids?

no lmao

do you use sarcasm a lot?

Not a whole lot! But almost everyone I know does.

what's your eye colour?

Blue I'm sure

any special talents?

Only drawing but I'd say it's more skill than talent.

scary movies or happy endings?

Ohhohoo scary movies 100%! Gore and slasher dudes have been an interest of mine for a long time now. I'm not sure what about them makes me like them more

where were you born?

haha Michigan

what are your hobbies?

Oh shoot I don't do much. Draw, I see sometimes and crochet even though I'm not too good at it :)

do you have any pets?

Oh yeah. 2 bearded dragons, 6 cats, 6 dogs and 7 rats. There's more rats down stairs with the roomies but those aren't mine.

what sport do you play/have you played?

Ah nothing but I've wanted to when I was younger

how tall are you?

5'7, average.

favourite subject at school?

I never paid attention in classes I just drew the whole time :( I suppose if I had to pick maybe English? I scored pretty high

dream job?

Well maybe nothin too big... I never really thought about it? Maybe something that has to do with being in the sky like flying a plane or being and attendant on one?

Im really unsure who to tag!! If we're mooties I'd LOVE to see what you put :D

[cryscal]

Four Words Tag Game part 2!

@aether-wasteland-s has tagged me to hunt down four words in my writings: fortune, sigh, release and tremble. I hope you enjoy the results!

And a gentle, no-pressure tag to @elliehopaunt, @bigbad1880, @queerlilchinchin, @heavensfallenfaction and aaaaanyone else who wants to take a shot! I offer you admit, firm, pleasure, and throat. As always, any form of a word works.

fortune – Untitled bit from the same WIP as Past Perfect

“So ... you do tarot.” “Yep.” Mo acknowledged her new roomie’s not-question without turning from the spread of cards in front of her. “And it looks like you’re pretty serious about it.” This time her eyes did shift, flicking to the dozen decks and several books on the subject loading down one shelf of her tiny dorm bookcase. “Also true.” “But you say you’re not a fortune teller?” At last Mo turned to face Aihe, looking up at her lounging on her bunk. “I am not, no.” (Strong, assertive features, warm brown skin, bright brown eyes, one hand playing with the pounamu pendant her-- sigh –boyfriend gave her) “Why not? I kinda thought that’s what tarot is for.” Mo snorted, then gave the Maori girl a smile to soften it. “That’s what many people think. But if you need a name for what I do, call me a soothsayer.” Aihe’s smooth brow furrowed. “Isn’t that just another word for--?” “Nope.” Mo picked a card from the top of her deck and twirled it in her fingers. “Fortune telling implies telling someone about their future. But sooth just means truth.” “Oh.” (softly curved lips pressing the edge of her glass as she took a long sip of the wine they were sharing) “So you’re a truth speaker.” “I try to be.”

sigh – Past Present

“My real name wouldn’t mean much to you; you couldn’t pronounce it, for one thing. But I have used other names. You may call me Trishna.” “Trishna … Sanskrit for thirst.” “Or desire.” Yes. It fit her. “I’m sorry, Trishna.” “None could blame you for your rage, sweet one. I’m only grateful that you were able to leash it.” Dareios drew one more deep breath and let the words out on a shuddering sigh. “Not me. You.”

release – Essence (BSG 2003 fic)

“And Laura--” He looked up and met her eyes. “--if you ever do need to talk, I'm here.” The dam very nearly broke then, with her hand in his and her vision filled with the tenderest look she'd ever seen on his face. It nearly broke, but she knew that if she started talking now, she would wind up shrieking her agony and fear and rage into his shoulder. His shoulder was strong; she wanted to trust it so badly ... This time she was the one who dropped her gaze to their hands. “Thank you,” she whispered. Those large hands surrounding her own squeezed briefly, then released. “Do you need anything else? A meal, perhaps?” She just stopped herself from shuddering. She'd had to take something in preparation for tomorrow's tests, something her stomach hadn't liked. “No, not right now, thanks. I'm fine.”

tremble – Past Present

“There’s no right answer, is there?” His voice sounded thick. “No matter who it was, they wouldn’t be worth your parents’ lives. And if there was no one, that’s worse.” The contempt in her eyes landed another telling blow. “Too bleeding right,” she sneered as she stalked past him. “Do what you’re going to do. I don’t care anymore.” Reg’s gaze shifted between Dare and Mo desperately, the strain of loyalties and uncertainty plain in his tween-aged face. Dare stood silent, only turning when he felt Mo rebound off his own ward, the barrier he’d set between the three of them and the door. No energy discharged to shock her, but the momentum in her stride turned into an equal and opposite reaction, knocking her to the floor. She regained her feet and reached out, touching the spot where his spell scintillated after her impact. Whipping around, she fixed him with an outraged scowl. Dare met her gaze and held it. “I know you don’t care,” he whispered. “But I do.” Mo hunched her shoulders, both fists clenched and trembling now, the card bending. She ground out three words in absolute, single-minded fury. “Take. It. Down.”

[lilladysims]

This time I'm serious!

*sighs* Well, good news and good-er news. I sure did take on the project of starting from the ground up and it took some time to find my mojo, I'm finally on a save file that isn't confusing me. Let me explain what I've so far

I planned my residential lots out. I went on a hunt to find lots that lacked very little to no custom content; store content was fine being that I'm already used to most of the items.

I planned my community lots out. I knew for the most part I still wanted my open rabbit holes, but some of them weren't necessary, like having the second gym and the nightclub. I also took out the honeymoon lot and the cafe that was across from it that served as a diner. I've now brought back the original diner lot but I've put a new diner on it instead.

Since I already had a wedding venue on the beach, the honeymoon lot was not really needed, but it sure was pretty.

I'm thinking of moving the city hall lot to where the school is and moving the school to the city hall lot. I found a cool school I wanted to use a long time ago before I got into making my own. The one I made is full of CC, and I want this file to be less stuffed with content, so I hope the new school will work out.

There are two big homes names "*** Lofts" that house the Roomies and Working Friends respectively, but finding the just right home for those lots were definitely a task to the point where I just renovated one that was close enough. To be honest I really love how I renewed the place, but the bulk of the work was done by the original creator. I just built off of what was there, but my tweaks are definitely top notch, I must say. So impressed I was with the first build that I duplicated, reversed the bottom floor rooms and then plopped it down on the adjacent lot so now it looks like a condo community. I'm sure that's what the game was going for and I like the idea so much, I want to make some townhomes on my own. I think the community could use more of those for storytelling.

To the lofts I added a pool and park lot in between them. Before it was 3 homes and a pool behind the middle home. But now it's 2 homes with a shared recreation are in between.

Those were the most significant tweaks I could remember. It would have been a good idea to post some photos. I'll be sure to get those when I jumped back in to edit again. So now with everything planned out, I created a new folder called "Custom Lots" where I have everything and any contents they have in there. In this sense, when I'm playing a new save file that I'm starting in Sunset Valley I could just pull from this folder to customize my town to my liking with what I want or don't want play with.

Next task is restyling my Sims (AGAIN). I have to do it only because I haven't moved all of the CC from my other save file which contains my CAS files - but they are merged! No way am I going through all of those to pick out hairs to use. So I'm only working with default CAS in this new save. I'm still going to add as many of the default hair replacements that I can.

I finally created my channel. I would've posted about it but I didn't have another video immediately edited and guess what? I somehow deleted the files I needed to make my third episode, which deems my second upload almost useless. I was a little hurt over losing those files, that I didn't even mention it to anyone and no one asked either. LOL So for now I'm just calling this a soft launch in the meantime and come Monday I'll be down to record again. I'm gonna just start over. It's not like I'm not used to it by now. Ha!

This feels good though. I've come a long way.

[wildwood-reader]

Reading Update #8

November 20, 2022

Recently Finished

BOOKS

The Demon in the Wood by Leigh Bardugo, illustrated by Dani Pendergast

First Read

Edition: Hardback

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Final Thoughts: I'd been thinking about buying this gorgeous graphic novel for several weeks now, and yesterday (also thanks to the encouragement by my roomie/bestie) I finally caved. 🙈 I don't regret it at all, though, because it's a great prequel that really gives us a good glimpse into the Darkling's past, from before he became the Darkling. The art is also absolutely beautiful. ✨️ I will say, though, that being aware of what our demon in the wood's future looks like will connect you much more with this story than not knowing anything about the Grishaverse will, so I'd recommend this more to fans of the books than readers who aren't familiar with them. It does stand well enough on its own if you only read this and none of the novels, but the knowledge of what kind of person he becomes definitely adds a whole other layer. 💪🏻

Currently Reading

BOOKS

The Bane Chronicles by Cassandra Clare, Sarah Rees Brennan and Maureen Johnson (with illustrations by Cassandra Jean)

Re-Read

Edition: Paperback

Progress: 111/507

Thoughts: I can't believe I forgot how much of a chaos person Magnus can be, like, it's Magnus! Chaos is his middle name! He's always been one of my favorite characters in the franchise and it's really fun to read about his adventures again. 😋

FANFICTION

Pain is only a Pulse by ReyloRobyn2011

Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy

Progress: Chapter 4/?

Up-to-date? Yes

Kudos: ✅️

Thoughts: No new chapter since last week, so just sitting here patiently, waiting. 👀✨️

Heaven Has A Road But No One Walks It by Silvestris

Fandom: The Untamed

Progress: Chapter 48/48/?

Up-to-date? Yes

Kudos: ✅️

Thoughts: No new chapter since last week, so just sitting here patiently, waiting. 👀✨️

And that's it for current and recent reads. 😋 My backlog is under the cut. 👻

BACKLOG*

BOOKS

Wayward Son by Rainbow Rowell

First Read

Edition: Paperback

Progress: Page 102/341

Thoughts: This is a buddy read with my bestie. It's still on hold, but we might pick it back up before the end of the year.

FANFICTION

Red Azalea by CeNedraRiva

Fandom: The Untamed

Progress: Chapter 112/135/?

Up-to-date? No

Chapters Behind: 23

Kudos: ✅️

Thoughts: The stars are still not aligned for me to continue it just yet, but I'm really excited for everything that's coming. 👻

Setting Fire To Our Insides by StarsAlignNomore

Fandom: The Untamed

Progress: Chapter 14/22/?

Up-to-date? No

Chapters Behind: 8

Kudos: ✅️

Thoughts: Y'know what, I think I will be ready to continue it soon; it fits my vibe hunger just enough, so we'll see. 😋

Impossible Life (Series) by Comfect

Fandom: The Untamed

Progress: Part 1/3

Finished Reading? No

Parts Behind: 2

Kudos: Part 1 ✅️

Thoughts: Not sure yet when I'll continue this, but I'm looking forward to Part 2.

Fall of the Crimson Flower by AkatsukiShin (in artistic collaboration with brilcrist)

Fandom: Word of Honor

Progress: Chapter 2.5/7/?

Up-to-date? No

Chapters Behind: 5.5

Kudos: ✅️

Thoughts: I want to continue it soon, I promise! 🙈

*Backlog refers to books and fic that I've started reading but have since put on hold due to various reasons

[olivelovesbeeeeeees]

another Portland trip in the books!

it’s crazy to see how far we’ve come.

i first (officially) met Leah and Ifie in 2011 in Albuquerque, NM. i had just gotten out of a toxic 6 year relationship and crossing paths with them (and the rest of my ZQC 👑) was one of the best things that ever happened to me. not only did they help me move forward from the ending of said relationship, but they introduced me to a world of a sisterhood/friendship i know most people will never experience in their lifetime. who can say, “i have 6 (now 10) girlfriends, we’re in an all-female breakdancing crew, we practiced together every week, we came up with sets and routines for upcoming battles (in and out of state), we contributed to the community (by teaching classes, hosting and performing for beneficial events, supporting local businesses), we went to Cloud 9 hot yoga for late night cosmic classes, we’ve done countless photography projects, but most importantly, we supported each other. we have thrown our crew members’ their bachelorette parties, helped organized their weddings/birthdays/baby showers/etc., lent each other clothing, appliances, vehicles, anything that may have been needed, helped each other move from one residence to another…you name it! everything was on the table.

i ended up being roomies with Ifie at her house on Arizona Street and Leah was a frequent visitor. she was more like a 3rd roomie. most of my memories were probably us 3 always cooking, baking, practicing breakdancing and house dancing in the living room, dying our hairs, sewing, watching TV series (Game of Thrones, Bad Blood, etc). at that time, Leah was in school getting her masters in Physical Therapy, i was in nursing school (and working as a CNA and at an optometry office) and Ifie was working at OSO Bio. now, almost 12 years later, Leah is living in Portland, OR working as a Physical Therapist, Ifie is now a homeowner of 2 houses in NM and is a traveling Registered Nurse, and i’m currently residing in Chandler, AZ with my parents and 2 kiddos and working as a neonatal flight Respiratory Therapist.

and even though there are states and life events and busy schedules that separate us, we realize and understand the practicality and reality of it all. we may not be in contact as often as we used to those 12 years ago, but when we do reconnect, it’s as though we never lost any time. we may look a little different - our hair is a different color, we got a new piece of facial jewelry or added new ink to our bodily collection, but we pick up right where we left off.

[justamedaordinarywomanbutfunlife]

i was born for this

today is day 5 days since mr.  sam was officially declared a hospice patient. he’s at home where most patients prefer to live out their last days but i don’t know for how long. 

backstory on mr. sam and why i’m writing what is most pressing on my mind today. i moved to minnesota from nashville in spring of 2019. i think i told you in my last blog i was born and raised in kentucky. so yeah moved here in spring of 2019. first it was the town of minnetonka as a roommate for this 65 year old man named randy. i didn’t know him or had even met him til day i arrived. this seems to be the regular thing with my life every since my divorce in 2012 except for the few times i lived with family and that one time i lived with a friend from first grade and her family. i never would have imagined that i would spend all of my 30s and now into my 40s in roommate situations. but that has been the norm for me for 10 years now. and every time i move in there always even if new roomies swear there is none or at the least very little care that is needed in the home; it never is like that. i always seem to arrive when something is badly needed in the home that they can’t seem to get from others. so yeah moved in with randy and learned he was a “recovering alcoholic” that had been to rehab 13 times by time i moved in and he was 65. i was 39. by july 4th weekend i had never seen him drinking but could not shake the gut feeling he was drinking. see i lived in the basement area of his townhome with my 2 dogs jazz and cosmo (they would be put down together in june 2020) i also worked full time as security officer so was not home a lot. well july 4 weekend i remember the amblance came to get him while i was at work. no neighbors had my number and only his brother did but lives an  hour an half away. it was several days before a neighbor finally came over asking to see randy cause he had told her he was home from hospital. i informed her no i got home a few nights and go and he was gone and i saw note saying he was headed to hospital but had not heard anything. she then relayed to me he was in hospital because of his drinking. and that he had started drinking again even knowing his liver was greatly damaged and would die soon if he didn’t stop. he also had cute dog named red. well this pattern from that july til i moved out in jan 2020 was on teh regular that he’d get drunk, then talk suicide and then get sent to hospital for days at time. i would care for red and my dogs until his brother might come pick up red to take him til randy was released. it just got worse and worse and as always happens another roommate situation opens up. 

jan 2020 randy was so bad that he could not even contain his bowels when drinking and suddenly had to ask me to help him with toileting, dressing, and taking more care of red and the house. well i had been a caregiver in my own home for my ex husband in 1999 til i divorced him in 2012. but looking back i been a caregiver for animals or people it feels like my whole life. so will tell more about this other blog entries. ok so i already know instinctively to start looking for new place cause if anything happens to randy his ex wife will sell townhome and me and dogs be homeless. i search craiglist and find a listing 20 minutes west of minnetonka in a town called chaska. it’s an elderly lady in her 70s. her son in his 50s suddenly died the month before and she is looking for a lady renter/roommate to move in. no care expected just pay rent and have the full furnished basement that was more like a full apartment including a sink, full fridge, and living and dining area. the only reason i needed to come upstairs was to use stove. oh it was nice on big yard. i move in and found myself working full time and helping her in the yard. she was not your kind woman at all. she appeared like the sweet grandma type but no. 

august 2020 i move from chaska in with a young couple who needed a renter/roommate to live in the upper part of house and they lives in bottom part but we share kitchen. a month later they decide to sell house and well here we go again another move. then it was man in his 40s a truck driver in north minneapolis. if you watch the news about minneapolis then you know north minneapolis is where most of the bad stuff happens. but rent was good, we would share a bathroom and kitchen. but he was rarely home so it was like having my own place. but he was not a good housekeeper. so guess who ended up with cleaning and upkeep duties. yep i did. i lived there from oct 2020 til oct 2021. when roommate moved his son who had just returned from afghanistan deployment and 2 kids under age 5 into the apartment. this apartment was so small that i had no closet for my clothes so i had a pop up one. so son and kids had to sleep on couch and airbed in living room til i moved out. so it was very crowded. 

i then saw an ad for a couple in st louis park that was in their 80s. they wanted someone to live upstairs of their nice home they had for nearly 40 years rent free and do minor stuff they couldn’t do like grocery shop for them and basic domestic duties that most 80+ years old can no longer do around home. on this was perfect. that couple was mr sam and ms. joan. i leave out last names but i started called them mr sam and ms joan because i didn’t like just saying sam and joan. on these 2 were like grandparents that i lacked/missed having. ms joan be fussing about me doing to much and still does. i didnt’ live there a month when one night ms joan had to wake me up cause mr sam had fallen in the hallway on his way back from bathroom and going back to bed. I got him up and he was conscious but had no memory of how he fell. this concerned me cause he seemed like a normal health old man. he had copd but not where he needed oxygen or anything. at least i thought he didn’ at the time. a few weeks later at around 3am ms joan yells for me at the bottom of the stairs that he’s fallen again. so i get up thinking ok i need to encourage him to call dr to get seen cause this is starting at alarm me and he’s 83 years old. fallen on hard floors could be very serious. so i make my way to stair to start down them and she comes to them and said oh my he’s bad he’s not talking. what i found was him wedged between his bed and the wall with face pressed up against his night stand not moving. i glance and can’t see him breathing. i shake him cause i don't know what or where he may have injuries but can’t assess him right away. i move bed to give me room to get down to him and pull his torso and head back against my chest. i can immediately tell he’s not breathing or it’s very very shallow. but the area i’m in so narrow that I can’t just lay him back to start breaths or cpr. so i lean him forward on my arm and pound his upper back really hard begging him to respond. he does for a bit but then goes limp again. i pat harder on his back and he comes too and finally says why are we in floor? he goes to hospital and my instincts tell me to let ms joan know that he probably gonna need oxygen cause he was not breathing when i got to him. i told her i suspect maybe his copd has advanced to the point he may need oxygen to live. sure enough he comes home a few days later and got an oxygen tank, both ms joan and mr sam are postive the oxygen tank is probably only temporary until he gets strong enough in a few weeks and he be back to his old self. i don’t have the heart to tell them no this will probably be rest of his life. from october 2021 to now july 2022 i have witnessed the slow decline of mr sam’s health and now he is in a hospital bed at home with word from the hospice team that he most likely will leave this earth at any moment. him and ms joan just celebrated their 6oth wedding anniversay almost 2 weeks ago. 

now why do you say i was born for this? well my dad’s mom i remember was a lady before i was ever born that took care of her husband who had pancreatic cancer in their home. she also took in other old and dying people into the home on the regular as my dad was growing up. she would care for them until they died and even prepare the bodies for the funeral to pick up so that familes(if they had any living) would not be burdened with that task. my own mother worked in nursing homes off and when i was a growing up til she had a psychotic break and drew a mental disability check til she passed in 2014 at 54 years old. all the women in my family rarely sent sick and dying to nursing homes instead they considered it an honor to love and care for people at this time of life. I too without wanting to as an adult seemed to always be living where somebody needs some type of care. ms joan has repeatedly asking me during my stay at their home all these months about how can you do this? she calls me strange for not minding doing this or that for her or mr sam. now that he’s getting ready to pass out she was concerned i might leave the home since he will be gone. i told her you still need someone right? so yeah i will stay and live with you for as long as we can be housemates. i realized this week that to her me taking care of old people even until death without pay or even being related to me is just something i was born into. i don’t even think about it. sick and dying is a normal part of my life and has been for 42 years. i even worked as caregiver to the disabled and elderly for a few years before i switched to security officer job as a way to earn money during corporate lay offs and taking care of my mom until she died. its something that til now i never thought was a big deal. but to ms joan and others lately around me who say no to always end up taking care of someone and not plan to is like God putting you were you needed until you not needed anymore. so this week as i help ms joan begin to adjust to life without her dear husband of 60s years this is what i was born for. so i hope to see ms joan through the rest of her life. but my mind is wondering where i gonna end up next. i never fully unpack my stuff when i move anywhere because the last 10 years have taugth me that getting to comfy in a living situation is not something i need to do. that i need to be prepared for having to move on to the next person that needs a caregiver or caretaker in some form. 

[marebear-and-her-digidiary]

June 2022 Goals Update

2022 Goals

-Read about 12 books by year's end- 3/12 complete!! book #4, about 50 pages in.

-Finish Atelier Rorona- ✅

-Graduate driving school- not done much this past month tbh, motivation is lacking lol

-Cosplay Miyuki-✅- I have done 5 cosplays this year- persona 5 swim cosplay coming sometime this summer! I'm not feeling doing revealing cosplay until my self confidence is higher lol

-Get my G2-no

-Change my last name- ✅

-Get caught up with Endwalker content- Finished Shadowbringers base game, need to do patches to EW-no

-Stay on top of weekly workout/daily stretch- tts has been incredibly bad this past month, currently looking into a cane lmao I've been trying to at least do two workouts a week, my hubby has been insanely supportive and has been working out on his own, he's been definitely inspiring me to work on myself

-Paint(wallpaper)the bathroom- ✅- mirror trim didn't work out- MIL suggested an idea that I really like so I'm gonna go on an adventure to get supplies!

-Finish quilt project-Row 7/13 is complete

-Get craft room in functionable order- ✅

-Buy Christian his new PC- we gonna try

-Play Deadspace Remake- ✅ release in 2023

-Finish 2 model kits by year's end- DONE ✅

-Stay on top of tattooing practice (and don't doubt my abilities!!)-✅

June Highlights:

-got new plants

-got a pet garden snail named clover but unfortunately he didn't survive longer than two weeks :"( he arrived on my hibiscus pot so I took him off and raised him indoors

-pierced my own earlobes, healing wonderfully! I cannot wait until I can wear other earrings, my mom had the same metal allergies as I do so the jewelry I inherited is all safe for me to use 😎

-cut my own bangs again and they SHORT, some lovely ladies can pull off baby bangs but my fivehead and low brows cannot pull it off

-finished star ocean 2 with my boy and it's very fun,had a bit of a hard time following bc it's all new to me but I wanna do another couple playthroughs, also snagged a SO2 strategy guide for a super early Christmas for Christian (plus another so2 doot but I don't say incase he reads huhuhu)

-reorganized the living room to make it much more roomy and I no longer feel as claustrophobic surrounded by our shit lol

-currently falling down the Ringu movie series rabbit hole and I love it. The Ring series is so important to me lol I spent so much of my childhood invested in horror but then moved away from it in my teens because I wasn't trying to be myself lol I'm really trying my best to go back to the things I love or were tainted by trauma and it's given me so much strength and motivation

In summary, June was not very eventful, just trying to live my life in the most simple of ways, lol. I'm really bummed out that I haven't been able to go on long walks or do anything that requires me to stand for longer than an hour. Once I get a cane, I'll be able to not be scared to go out on my own. Sometimes when I'm walking, my TTS acts up and I am frozen in place because I can't put pressure on my foot and ankle because it's so uncomfortable and painful. I can have support with my cane to help me hop along home 😂 This summer, I am determined for us to go strawberry picking. Also this summer, I'm going to do my best to heal up as I need it and not push myself too hard.

Thanks for reading about my boring life as a Canadian homemaker and feel free to tune in for July’s shennanigans.

[bishiglomper]

Went to the anime convention. Took the nephew. It was nice. I tried to take him to the dealers room because the first panel I wanted to see wasn't starting right away. but it was too much for him. We made it to one stall. Where i let him pick out 10 stickers. They were being sold in sets of 5 and i had picked out one too. Vendor let me have it for free lol. Nephew did a good job even though it was super congested and loud.

We saw Kel Mitchell. He was great. Seems like a lovely dude. 😋 At some point, someone asked him about his favorite burger joint in Des Moines. (Of course it was Zombie Burger) but after that- as a resident of Marshalltown, IA.. I felt obligated to tell him about The Flying Elbow, who just won Iowa's Best Burger. 😂 I literally live on the same street. It needed to be done. Made me anxious as fuck but I still managed to approach the mic. 😮 So I'm hoping to get The Flying Elbow some bragging rights or something. He said he'd check it out, so we'll see. 😂

Will Friedle was after that. Eric from Boy Meets World. My sister joined us for that one. 😋 I was checking FB during that panel and one of the first things that popped up was my former DM posting about meeting Will. 😂 I was like HEY. Where you at??

Also my cousin was supposed to be there as kid Goku, complete with tail. I didnt see him. He better have been there, man. He promised me pictures. D<

Anyway. After the second panel we had like 20 minutes so we went out for a snack and potty break. Saw some cosplayers. The third panel was 3 My Hero Academia VAs. I dont watch dub, but.. I was still vaguely interested. So was nephew. After 2 hours he was a little restless so he kept popping in and out. But he caught some good stuff, they had him laughing. 😁

The panels got increasingly fuller. Kel had a small group. MHA had almost a full house. 20 minutes to the end I'm like "You know, I bet the dealers room is less crowded now..."

So we went back and lo and behold! It was very roomy. Kiddo was able to bounce around to his heart's content. He delighted a few vendors. He was real interested in some monster figures. The vendor was the creator so he enjoyed telling nephew about them. He wore his batman onesie so people were like "Hey Batman, hows it going"

One guy was like "say 'I'm Batman.'"

He pulled his hood down and in a shy but low gravely voice was like "...I'mbatman" 😂 it was cute.

He got to play with some props. Like a giant infinity gauntlet. He got to demo old school Mario cart. He was super dramatic whenever we passed some risque art. Acting horrified and mortified. 🙄😂 then he picked up a 3D printed skull with wiggly spine.. Like "it looks like mortal combat!" The vendor was all excited and was like you're right! ...but maybe I shouldnt be talking about things like that to a child.. I was like, nah, he's corrupted, you're fine. Pfft 😂

Kiddo was bouncing from booth to booth singing All Star. Another thing that delighted people. He was pointing out cosplayers trying to remember names. There was a group of real nice Star Wars cosplayers.

Apparently he spotted an SCP and YouTuber cosplays. A Loki. Lots of MHA and Demon Slayer. Some Ghost busters.

Mom was broke so I funded the trip with stimulus monies. I only bought a bookmark but I had been hoping for plushies or pins.. 90% was art prints and stickers. 😞 Afterward I bought us dinner. I was a bit too hurty and overestimulated to eat much. Even though it was 5 and hadn't eaten yet. Slowly accumulated a throbbing headache thanks to that. 👀

Oh man. This morning was awful.

I dont know if it was my dinner or because i took my weekly shot last night but i had an IBS flare-up. It took us an hour to leave town and some of that was impromptu potty breaks. Had to run back home for more supplies. We stopped to see our truck at the shop so i could transfer my shit to my bigger backpack.

The farmers market was right across the street, where we saw my anime club host friend. She just started doing tarot readings, pour paintings and those necklaces and earrings that have that half glass marble thing. Only for her would I buy a pair of $15 earrings. 😵 ...but they had cat ears. I asked if she made them because you could see some of the filling leaked around some edges. Apparently she used scraps from her pour paintings, so it kinda looked like resin. 👀

Sissy was saying I should embellish her pendants with wire work. She told my friend about my wire stuff. Apparently its only $10 to rent a booth so i might consider that.. Wouldn't be opposed to a collaboration though. 😋

She was saying she was afraid to do resin because it's messy. I was thinking about taking my resin kit and shit and having a play date to play with it together. A kit is $20, i could get her one and we could experiment. I have a collection of resin additives i could bring. 👀 it is her birthday in a week or so..

Honestly the visit with her was the best part of the day. 😅 I love her. I wanna hang out with her more.

I'm exhausted. I couldn't relax enough to nap though. My butt is sore and bruised from sitting so long, my stomach is killing me, i still have a bit of a headache.. My stupid useless arm hurts to use. Lots of localized pain but. Otherwise I think im doing pretty good? It's gonna be such a long ass week..

Con today. Dinner at aunt's tomorrow. Doctor's appointment tuesday out of town. Again on wednesday, but a 1.5 hr long appointment running a slew of tests. Then I'm gonna try donating blood friday. 😵 thats a lot for me 😭

[4m0ngu5]

rir pra não chorar.

my living situation right now is a little fucked. i just got it under control for the moment. I'm getting kicked out of my dorm on Friday and because I don't have an apartment lined up, I had to book a hotel on the sunday after that. that leaves me with nowhere to go for to days. i tried to spend the night at my parents house but because my boss wouldn't let me off work, I'm going to have to spend the night at my grandfathers house (and I don't know him all that well)

I know that it is normal to rely on your family but you have to understand that as a kid I was told to handle things on my own. my mother always told me that as soon as I turn 16 I had to move out. and as soon as I got to collage that's what I did. but because of this situation (and because my roomie/bestie doesn't have any family to stay with) we needed to stay with her.

idk im just frustrated with myself. my sister got a job lined up straight out of highschool and has a really expensive apartment. she got all that down without having to spend a night at my moms house. is just frustrating that I have to these things and she didn't.

im frustrated that my roomate is being discriminated against. the apartment that we had lined up never let us apply when she called but when I said my white name they gave me the email no question.

im frustrated that I didnt apply to apartments faster or use my name first.

i just feel like a failure. and its my fault.

but at least Ihave the opportunity to get it under control. the motel was cheep and we can stay there for as long as we need because the rate is low. I'm not too worried. ill just invest in a bat.

Edit:

To set the story str8, its been about 3 months since our little homeless stint and im ready to talk about it.

The motel didnt work out, for whatever reason we couldnt stay there because we werent 21. I want to note that i did NOT say that on the website. So i had to call in to work and find us a new place to stay.

I called joe and asked if we could stay earlier than expected and of course he agreed. We drove over and stayed the night but the next day i had work. I left ahvasri at joes and drove the hour long commute to work and it was graduation day so i couldnt park in my usual spot. No biggie right? WRONG

After working my shift it was probably 11:30pm and i go out to my car and realise that it is /missing/. I go over to my coworker ryan and my boss eric and ask them to help me. We went to every bar and store tbat was open to see who towed my car, and it ended up being a pizza place.

They tell us that my car is across town and that i ReAlLy SHoULd PaRK iN the DeSiGnatEd AreA. Ugh. Anyway, i ask ryan if he could drive my over to the tow company and he, the angle sent from above, agrees.we get to the place and i register for my car. They take me to it and just ask to see my liscense and registrateion. NOT OBKY DO I FIND OUT THAT THERES NO REGISTRATION IN MY CAR, BUT ITS NOT EVEN IN MY NAME.

They tell me that i cant take the car and that my dad has to drive up here to take it for me. Needless to say i take my suitcase out of the car (from when i was kicked out of my dorm) and take it to ryans car. I first call joe to pick me up. At this point its like 1 or 2 am and im just so tired. He tells me that he has cataracts and cant drive at night. So i suck it up and ask ryan if i can crash at his place.

i am so grateful that ryan was kind enough to let me stay at his place that day. He brought me back to his place and set me up on the couch. Then we went outside and he smoked weed out of an avengers themed bong. I palyed fetch wifth his dog.

Around 3 i went to bed and woke up at the crack of dawn as always.it turns out his dog (i think its name was uglee?) Threw up all over the place. Before my dad picked me up in the morning, he gave me a cup of coffee.

I still dont have the registration for my car.