#730ish

[eggsaladnightmares]

I have never been more relieved to have a assignment done

#it’s due at midnight and look at me out here with it done by 730ish #it a meal plan for preschoolers and reading all the nutrition info I was gettingHUNGRY #MY STOMACH WOULD NOT STFU IN SCHOOL OF ALL PLACES #whatever it’s all done now excluding the test that talks about abuse yay

[theringleader]

HEY IM GONNA BE ON AIR TONIGHT SPINNING THE TRACKS ON WAYOFM.ORG TONIGHT FOR A HALF HOUR PROBABLY AT 7:30 EST SO TUNE IN!

#ill come on here and say again when i know for sure but probably 730ish #personal

[me-a-mess-morelikelythanyouthink]

i had to deal with over 6 hours of socialization today. fear me

#silv's back on her bs #NOT INCLUDING school #had someone come to my house to work on a socials project. #it was fucking #it took fucking >4 hours #then after I was speedrunning dinner bc i couldn't eat while he was there #and then my friend calls me and is like #'oh btw i need to drop smth off can our other friend come' #and obviously i said yeah but #bro i stood outside in a t shirt for over 2 hours #for reference. #the socials project was right after school around 3 to 7 15ish #my friend showed up around 730ish and left at 910ish #*under 2 hours my bad lol #i #i think i should be feared and quite possibly revered

[pfhwrittes]

730ish words of pure simon “ghost” riley x ftm!reader smut under the cut. enjoy. 

pairing: simon “ghost” riley x ftm!reader

warnings: 18+ only. penetration (reader receiving), mild dirty talk, use of “love” as a pet name.

note: i wrote this instead of sleeping. i’ve done my best here not to use anatomical descriptions for the reader character, hopefully it doesn’t come across as too clunky. i think (if i’ve done this correctly) this can be read as a gender neutral reader, but i’ve written it with ftm!reader in mind, either way i’ll be tagging both. 

–  “simon - fuck - wait, slow - oh god - slow down.” 

you’re face down on your bed, cheek mashed into the pillow while simon grips your hips from behind and pushes his way into you. you know he’s being as gentle as he can, he’s had you begging around two of his thick fingers for what felt like forever before even contemplating fucking you, but he’s big. 

you keen high pitched and desperate as you feel the head of his cock catch on your tight ring of muscle and stretch it into a low burn of pleasure pain. 

“d’ya need me to stop?” his voice is a low rumble as he stills. you can feel the tension in his hands as his fingers flex against your hips. bless this man. so worried about hurting you that he’d rather deny himself pleasure than cause you unwanted pain.

“no, no - just -” your throat clicks as you swallow, mouth dry “- more lube?” 

the click of the cap for the lube is your answer, as is simon’s low hiss as the cool sticky liquid drips from you onto his dick. 

“better?”

you moan your assent and simon begins to push forward again. a shudder runs down your spine and you whine into the pillow. fuckfuckfuck. he’s so big. even through the thin latex barrier of the condom you can still feel the heat of him stretching you as he sinks so slowly and carefully into you. 

simon groans when his pelvis finally meets the roundness of your arse and you hear him panting desperately as he shifts his grip from your hips so he can curl over you to rest his forehead between your shoulder blades.

“just need a minute, you’re so fuckin’ tight, love.” over the sound of your pounding heartbeat in your ears, simon sounds wrecked. a flicker of heat curls low in your abdomen. you did that to him. the feel of you did that to him. you moan brokenly as simon drags his cock out of you, almost to the tip, before pushing his way back in smoothly and slowly. oh so slowly. 

“simon, please, more.” you beg, “i want to feel it, i want to feel you-” simon’s next thrust cuts you off and punches a strangled whine out of your throat. yesyesyes. he’s thrusting into you now, pace slightly faster but just as controlled as before and somehow deeper. it sends sparks down your spine every time he bottoms out in you and you realise that you could come just like this, drooling slightly onto your pillow, hands fisted into the sheets near your head. moremoremore - 

simon slips a hand between your legs and he rubs his thumb in quick circular motions exactly where you need him to. he’s muttering something into the skin on the nape of your neck but you barely hear him over the way you’re gasping and whining. 

“pleasepleaseplease simon - fuck - pleaseplease-”

“that’s it, love. go on. come on my cock, show me how much you love the feel of me inside you -” 

and that’s enough to send you over the edge, muscles locked tight as you keen high in your throat, sweat prickling on your lower back. 

distantly through the haze of your orgasm you feel simon shudder and still deep inside of you, a long drawn out moan making it past his lips as he comes. 

your legs finally give out on you and simon follows you down onto the mattress, the sweat on his chest sticks to your back as he all but collapses on top of you, panting roughly in your ear as he does. 

“jesus christ” you gasp out from under simon’s bulk, brain still a bit scrambled from the last few minutes. 

“‘s just simon actually.” simon slurs out sounding well fucked in your ear. 

“ha-ha, very funny” you grumble weakly at him. “we’re gonna have to clean up.” 

“in a minute, love. in a minute.” simon sighs sleepily and you let yourself go boneless under the weight of him. 

“yeah alright.” you agree easily and you allow your eyes to drift close, a small smile tugging up the corners of your mouth. 

simon’s right, clean up can wait. you’ll deal with it in ten minutes or so when the weight of him squashing you into the bed gets too much, but for now, you’ll enjoy the warmth of him at your back.

#cod fic #simon riley x ftm!reader #simon riley x reader #binders and boyfriends #ftm!reader #gn!reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x ftm!reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley x gender neutral reader

[misosick]

dirty little secret - don't tell anyone | bang chan

pairing: bang chan x reader, ??? x reader genre: uni!au, predebut/idol!au, manager!reader, slow burn chapter warnings: the first sentence is technically smut, toxic relationships, swearing word count: 730ish

author notes: i'll be completely honest i have the first seven chapter written. this does not go the way you expect it to go besties. pls enjoy this short first chapter, i've made the first couple of chapters shorter to make it easier to read, and they're more about setting the scene for the rest of the story. enjoy regardless!

taglist: @idunnomanmynamewastaken (send me an ask if you want to be added!)

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“Ah, fuck!” With a couple of sloppy thrusts, Chris fell to your side in a heap, immediately curling around your side. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, the two of you would hang out, one thing led to another, he was in your bed. You thought it was going to end as it did normally, with him helping you clean up before staying the night and cooking breakfast in the morning, until his phone started ringing in the other room. Chris chucked whatever clothes of his he could find on as quickly as possible before dashing to get it, lest it woke your flatmate. You could hear some muffled speech from the other room, and you thought you heard him say ‘I’m just at a friend’s place, what’s up?’ as if the last two hours hadn’t happened.

What were you two? It was easy enough to say friends with benefits, but there was more to it than that. Friends with benefits don’t stay the night, right? Or cook breakfast the next morning? Or have you saved as ‘beautiful’ with two hearts next to it? Your train of thought stopped on its tracks as Chris walked back in, phone in hand. He put it on its charging pad and climbed back into bed with you, pulling you into his chest.

“Sorry babe, Liam needed to borrow my mic.” And your train of thought is back on track.

“Chris, honestly, what are we?” You remove yourself from his grip, sitting up to face him. You pull the blanket forward to grant yourself some modesty; you can’t have Chris ogling your tits while you try to sort out your situationship.

“Y/N, not tonight. You already know the answer. We’re a secret. My friends don’t like you.” He huffs and tries to pull you back to him. You know his tricks, but you don’t fall for them this time. Blocking his arms, you cross your own.

“I already told you I don’t care about that! I have my own friends, just because yours’ think I’m not worth your time, doesn’t mean you do, right?” You look at him partially in disbelief, partially in curiosity. In all honesty, while you’ve made plenty of good friends on your exchange to Australia, it sucks that his friends don’t like you. A silence falls over the room. Chris drops his head in… shame?

“I… don’t think you are. I just wanted to have fun, you know, but you… you got attached. I’m not ready for a relationship right now, I mean, we’re still young right? We’ve got our whole lives in front of us, I don’t want to be held back by a relationship.” His face twists into shapes you’ve never seen before. He looks… ugly. Maybe that’s what saying ugly things does to someone. You feel heat spread across your face in anger and embarrassment. That’s all you are to him? Someone to ‘have fun’ with? You feel the tears well in your eyes, and Chris can see it.

“Y/N… I’m not doing this anymore. It’s not healthy. I’m going home.” Chris looks like he’s about to cry too, but his voice is certain. You can only assume he’s already thought about this, that he decided a while ago that it had to happen sooner rather than later. You stare blankly at him. You hear words but nothing registers. It’s not until he starts packing his things that it finally clicks.

“Seriously? Are you for real? Chris, what the fuck?! Have the last 5 months meant nothing to you?!? You’ve got some real fucking nerve, Chris, how the fuck did I not see this coming, huh? Fuck you, get the fuck out of my house.” He endures your shouting. Perhaps he deserves it, but it’s for the best, he thinks. You keep shouting at him while you dress yourself. He continues to pack his things – ALL his things, you make sure – all the way until he leaves your flat and drives off.

It’s only then you shed tears. A lot of tears. Almost on cue, and despite it being the middle of the Australian summer, it starts raining. You feel sorry for your flatmate who definitely heard everything, but you can’t bring yourself to care. You just lost one of the most important people in your life, and all you were to him was a dirty little secret.

#chris bang #skz #stray kids fluff #stray kids x reader #stray kids angst #skz fluff #skz angst #bang chan #bang chan x reader #bang chan fluff #bang chan angst #dirty little secret

[villanevehaus]

15 questions 15 tags - tagged by @agaywithcoffee ty <3

Name - trying out the name wren

Height - 5'3"

Sign - Sagittarius

Last Google Search - Paris France ER

Song stuck in my head - 'doing it to death' by the kills (literally always)

Number of followers - 730ish iirc

Amount of sleep - last night was 12, previous was 4. ya boy has range

Dream Job - [insert anti-capitalism statement i do not dream of labour] artist, author, medical illustrator, marine biologist

Wearing - burgundy sweats, black band t-shirt, oversized grey hoodie

Movie/Book that summarizes you - sharp objects <3

Aesthetic - Dyke

Favourite authors - gillian flynn, jeanette winterson

Favourite Song - oh my god too many. rn probably 'something in the way' by bülow

Favourite instrument - to listen to probably cello, to play probably clarinet (squidward-core)

Random fact - i have swam w piranhas :)

tagging @lesbian-hannibal @thenelse @annnnperkins @saturnsevie @eveandpsyche and anyone else who wants to :)

#ask games #? #does this count as an ask game #who knows #about me

[readatrix]

I accepted an ARC of Our Share of the Night from Netgalley. This is my honest review. It's still January -- when I wrote this initially --

and I'm calling it now: It's highly unlikely I'll read a better horror novel in 2023. Our Share of the Night is an epic novel filled with body horror, trauma, friendship, familial love and hate. We meet Juan, a recent widower, traveling with his young son, Gaspar. Juan is filled with love for his son, but also anger, and the ability to hurt his son and anyone who gets in his way. Juan is a "medium" for an international cult that worships a dark, cruel god -- perhaps Darkness itself. He has been given no choice in this, having been purchased from his parents as a child. Juan has a heart defect that he knows will kill him sooner than later, and he knows this cult wants his son -- either as the new medium, or a new vessel for Juan. He's determined that neither will happen. The book encompasses a significant period of time, and a number of POV characters. Eventually we meet up with a slightly older Gaspar, who lives in an empty mansion with his father. He remembers little of the past. His father is often distant, and angry, and cruel. And sometimes perhaps insane. The reader is privy to much more than Gaspar is at this stage, seeing connections he can't, and the workings of the occult. He is unaware he's setting up a friend to be sacrificed. This portion of the book was extremely moving to me as Gaspar is abused by his father for reasons he can't understand. Juan commits a vicious act of cruelty and betrayal. I can only say that anyone who survived an abusive household will understand there are different types of horrors. One of those horrors is feeling unloved by a parent, and the shock when you realize you're not safe with them. Gaspar had a friend group that helps him through this time, and we follow their journeys almost as much as Gaspar's, as they learn to live with loss, and the pieces of the aforementioned other world that clings to them. The reader knows that Gaspar will eventually have to face the cult. Did I mention the cult is also family? Things you should know: This is a long book. Because I accepted a digital copy, I don't have page numbers, but depending on the source, it's between 600 and 730ish pages. It feels like the latter. You'll be spending lots of time here. If you just want the horror, and don't want to become involved, there are quicker books. The book has a lot of body horror, and general supernatural stuff, including doors leading to another very vicious world, but there are long stretches between these moments where it's more about a feeling of dread and various characters working through trauma. A number of times I would be jolted anew at how dark, and gross, the story could be. Our Share of the Night is a translated work from an Argentine author and is set in Argentina, and you will feel very immersed in this setting. The translation seemed smooth enough that I was rarely confused, but there were moments where I wondered if something was lost in translation.

Poets and poetry are mentioned A LOT! The almost constant backdrop is political unrest. I think a lot of what you need to know can be picked up from context, but politics do play a heavy role. The cult is run by rich people who exploit poor, often Indigenous, people. We spend time in London in the sixties, and Argentina the rest of the time, particularly in the 80s and 90s, and this portion has a focus on the AIDS crisis. The London portion might very well scratch a little bit of any serial killer itch you might have.  There's LGBTQ+ rep, but slurs and outdated terms abound. There are a two people who are called a couple, but also twins, who want to swap sexes, but there seems to be more of a supernatural/spiritual incentive than really being trans. At least 3 of the protagonists are gay or bi. An outdated term for people with Down Syndrome is used between friends. Not every question of plot point is wrapped up, and there's clearly room for another book. Which I would read! Our Share of the Night took me a couple weeks to read -- I read other books as well -- because I was so involved that I needed breaks from a very dark story. While most of the characters are varying degrees of evil, I did care about a few, and I imagine you will too. Others I wanted to suffer -- and suffer they did! I feel that I could read the book several times over and find additional layers and nuances I missed.

#our share of night #mariana enriquez #horror #argentina #body horror #book review #readatrix review #netgalley

[wow-its-me]

Sleep schedules

What I think about the TMNT 12 character’s sleep schedules

Splinter : the most healthy and consistent out of anyone, goes to bed early, wakes up early, but is sure to be awake when his sons get home

The Turtles : incredibly inconsistent. Throughout the series they go back and forth between being cannonicly nocturnal and not nocturnal (idk the word lol) but I think how much/when they sleep is dependent on what their dealing with at the time. also think Splinter and Leo would make everyone get up early if they weren’t consistently going on missions, if they were out all night they would sleep while April was at school. They are all there own levels of sleep deprived (they all have a habit of sneaking out/staying up while the others are sleeping)

April : sleep deprived. She tries to have a normal teenage sleep schedule, but it doesn’t work out, it was better at the beginning of the series but as she trains and starts going on missions, she finds herself getting home later and later, only getting a few hours some nights

Casey : people talk about how the turtles are bad!!! But Casey!!!! SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK MENTALITY. He goes to school (I assume 730ish-2ish), might go home for a bit, goes to the lair (in multiple episodes we see him show up around supper), eats pizza, hangs out with the turtles, MIGHT GO ON A MISSION, and when that’s over?? When April goes home and goes to bed??? CASEY MIGHT STAY UP AND DO VIGILANTE STUFF (I assume he does most of his vigilante-ing when they don’t have a mission, and Casey isn’t always there, but still) And on top of that he plays hockey??? Or at least practices frequently in the off season??? The kid gets a few hours here and there

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #all in reference to s2/s3b/s4b

[superpixie42]

Been up since 4 with lil dude for..no known reason. He's just chilln, but awake.

Big Sister gets up in an hour for school...do I just stay up even though he's asleep now? Husband is more than capable of getting her ready and does it alone 9/10 times anyway but it is always nice to have a spare set of hands or to be able to pee with the door closed because someone else has eyes on Mischief Maker.

But if I do that I'll be up til 730ish and brother will be awake again between 8-9...and won't nap til 10/11 before sister pickup at 12... So I risk only getting 30 minutes and then MAYBE an hour later this morning...

Sorry husband it's ZZZzz for me .

#an experiment in child logistics #how do people do this AND GO TO WORK #id be a fuckn zombie #a grumpy zombie #i will never again tease my mom for the one time she left me home in bed when dropping my sisters off with grandma #so tired y'all

[talkingtea]

He unfollowed more than 100 ppl anon. He was around 730ish and now it’s 609

Well there you go…

[booklvr222]

guess what guys!! yesterday, i got a total of 17,655 steps, walked 8 miles, and burnt 730ish calories!

[fictofaggot]

when i wuz a kid i wld get up at liek 630 evry day to wait for the bus that came at 730ish & i wld get ready rlly fast & then i wld go the computer room & wld play animal jam & read the animal jam creepypasta wiki until the bus came & it scared the shit outta me

#this is abt the prev post but i dont wanna b annoying

[villains4hire]

🔥 Why do you dislike futa? I just want to know

//Hm, I'll accept this just to explain it, as well I am glad I give that impression with my header, but I dislike slurs in general in the open rpc other than specifically. And while I rank that as a slur that by itself isn't really super bad unless you call a trans woman that or something? It's just an annoyance really by itself that it means 'hermaphrodite' but any of the subjects have like a 50/50 of being trans coded with no signs of a 'vagina' or something and it's just trans woman no-op stuff. It's NOT enough for me to crucify someone for, but I do tell people that approach me that are into it openly to not interact with me as I do have around 725-730ish followers rn so I get a bit of traffic, but I don't helicopter my friends etc who interact with ppl like that.

//I don't represent everyone as I'm more lax these days about it, but I will say that there are a lot of trans women who hate the term just in general online, but there's a good smaller chunk who don't. I'm somewhere inbetween where I'm a teensy bit spiteful I'll admit but I'm polite about it, I won't hate you or anything, as it's more or less on the inconsistency of it and it's not a super big deal to me. Now I'm guessing you might like it or do it yourself and you're afraid to approach, my suggestion if you do this to your cis women and just give them a cock or something and nothing else: you can be a cis woman, and want a cock. It's called being 'gender-nonconforming', that's fine, this applies to men as well. You're not trans or a hermaphrodite (actual hermaphrodites do not exist within medical science and are not to be confused with intersex people) if you identify with your assigned gender at birth still, you're still a cis woman if you're born a cis woman and choose to keep that identity. This includes genitals that have both AMAB and AFAB physical sex combined for what hermaphrodite actually means or 'futa'. I am completely FINE with people wanting to change their genitals and being gender-nonconforming or just say girl cock/gock or something, I dunno, there are a lot of the problems in the world. I don't get hung up on stuff like this anymore. And it will probably be a thing once the medical technology is pretty seamless for the process, but I will say that trans people or anyone does not own 'gender-nonconforming' as a concept.

//I would have no problems with the term if people didn't lump trans-coded characters into the mix or just started adopting GNC as a term. Are there flaws to what I've said, eh, kinda in some ways as I can explain the nuance but this has gone on long enough. As I have been asked in the past and even to now if my characters are 'futa'. Even last month I was asked that by someone I told politely what they were and that I don't want to interact lol.

#lemon tw #long post #s1g #spicy goopy #answered #goopy save #ooc #//I'm saving this so I don't have to explain this again lol

[anexperimentalyear]

2/5

Been having a terrible time trying to get back on omad. So I’ve changed gears. Yesterday, I restarted. I started eating at about 1 pm, ended at 2 am. That’s about 13-14 hrs eating window.

Today I’m aiming to bring that down to 10-12 hrs eating window. Every day I’ll keep shrinking that window. Will continue to update.

Update: couldn’t wait. Eating 2nd cubano pie at 730ish. The water smells weird here. Smells like singaw.

Meal 1: chacuterie, soda

Meal 2: iced coffee, cubano pie, guyabano pie

I made it. Only because I had a heart burn rest of the night. So it was a big jump from 2am-ish to 7:30pm as closing window

[730ish]

Lazy Times

#lazy #dog #golden retriever #tired #life #730ish #photography #follow 4 follow