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undeadvxmp · 1 month
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hey gamers should i apply to hot topic and claires ?
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sophiethewitch1 · 6 days
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having friends... who support me...
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theygender · 3 months
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Does anyone have any good book recommendations that talk about transmisogyny in a way that would be entry level to like. A 50 year old cis lesbian
#especially ones that talk about the ways that our society primes even trans allies to view trans women in a negative light#my mom is trying but i think she could use some help understanding in a way that i dont think i could just talk her through#she seems to think my gf is more like standoffish than she actually is and she thinks my gf is being rude when shes emotional about smth#and im talking her through it from the perspective of like#'as a human being and as someone who is all too familiar with homophobia please understand what this is like from her perspective'#but i feel like. theres some unconscious transmisogyny going on here and i really wish my mom could understand that#but i dont think shes ever even heard of transmisogyny before. she has no context#i cant try and talk her through it from that perspective bc she would need a lot of background to understand what im saying#and i dont think trying to explain transmisogyny theory in the middle of an argument would be helpful#if i could recommend her a good book under the context that it would help her understand me and my gf as trans people#and if she read through it and took the time to understand it which i do believe she would#i feel like it might help her to kind of analyze if the thoughts shes having are influenced by transmisogyny and start unpacking that#and also importantly i feel like she could look at what my gf is going through not just from the human and lgbt perspective im asking her to#but also from her perspective As A Woman#bc i feel like theres a missing piece there right now. my mom supports us and respects my gfs gender#but i dont think shes looking at these situations in context As A Fellow Woman#idk#rambling
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absintheanflare · 3 months
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gonna make my own post about this to not put it on that persons post but like. as an additional thought, it shouldnt be considered a bad thing if you dislike boundaries people have. YES bounderies are important. however if someone cannot Stand someone else having boundaries about so and so whatever it shouldnt be considered a bad thing that they just cannot talk to that person or whatever.
like. im tired of people talking about how if you stop talking to someone because they wont respect your boundaries its fine, but if you stop talking to someone BECAUSE of their boundaries its Bad or Gross or Manipulative. sometimes people get along until it turns out that X or Y topic is bad for one and good for the other and it completely fucks up the whole relationship for the person who WANTS to talk about the topic.
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doyamoyee · 10 months
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is2g on everything unintelligible if stuff doesnt start making sense again once i start taking my meds again I'm gonna SUE!!!!!!
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emptyemptycorners · 4 months
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whats the difference between "people pleasing" and masking (autism) ??
bc i know i usually imagine a "people pleaser" as someone who is doing too many favours for people that they don't want to do, which doesn't apply to me bc i don't have many people asking favours of me to begin with much less people asking me to do things i'm unwilling to do.
but i was told i'm a people pleaser before, and now i'm being told people pleasing makes me a manipulative, controlling pathological liar????
here is my people pleasing (that i do genuinely believe is "people pleasing"):
i usually cater my music taste to someone else when they ask me what i like. if i know they like metal, i will say well metal isn't my fav genre but i do like (insert metal bands. this one is tricky tho bc people's usual response is "thats not real metal" so idk. some "metal" adjacent bands i genuinely like are Sabaton, Nightwish, Faetooth, Boris, (is Rammstein metal??? idk) etc) and if i know their fav band is Fall Out Boy i will say i like Fall Out Boy and Paramore and whatever else comes to mind in that vein (Simple Plan, Magnolia Park, Neck Deep, etc)
thats the most common. i do that with movies and books too but to a much lesser degree. if i know someone likes a book i also liked i will say i liked it and maybe bring up books i think are similar. it works well (or so i thought??) when they havent heard the other books and i can recommend them bc most likely they've also recommended a book or two to me that i havent read yet so i kind of thought that was normal?? tbh i usually feel stupid talking about movies or tv unless we both like anime/cartoons bc i dont watch a lot of tv that isnt cartoons. i've never pretended to so maybe im not people pleasing when it comes to movies but i am with music??
this is just the most blatant people pleasing thing i KNOW i do, im stupid so my mind is blanking on the others. like, i guess i tend to have a higher opinion of marvel if someone im trying to be friends with likes it a lot?? i dont care for it but i have liked some of the movies. so its not a lie for me to say yeah i liked this and this movie but i havent really kept up with them...
heck idk what else is people pleasing rn. someone tell me bc im forgetting. but i also genuinely want to know where is the line? is some of this just masking or do i need to stop doing this???
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housewifebuck · 5 months
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wait why can’t you watch horror movies and why does your friend think it’s a bit
legitimately because watching characters be mean to each other gives me a stomach ache. I am not squeamish and I am not easily scared I just hate when people are meanies. like I am so fucking sensitive its unreal I tried to watch its always sunny and I got maybe four episodes in and I could not stand it even though its actually a funny/good show bc all the characters are irredeemable assholes on purpose. and thats me now as a grown up who is able to reasonably regulate their emotions. when I was like 11 I saw an ad for the human centipede and I googled the synopsis and it upset me so bad I hid in my room with my sweatshirt over my head and cried for like an hour and a half I was like why would anybody do that 😭
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foxcassius · 1 year
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host clubs are so weird tho rly. they made me pick a fave guy, and my actual fave was the fucking guy who ran the store i guess, so i refrained from choosing him. there was a 20 yr old underdog freshie type who was nice and easy to talk with so i picked him and he came back to talk with me a bit. then they tried to pressure me into buying a bottle of champagne for $50 (classic move). once established as my favorite guy he just kept saying thanks over and over i guess bc he hasnt been selected as fave by many customers yet. he also started like putting his hand on my back which sure you're a host but Youre Literally Twenty thats an infant. then he asked me if i had plans "later" (後) and i fucking hate that word what does it mean. then he was like "wellllll we do cleaning until 2 am but if you're willing to wait for me 🥺" nd i was like WHAT do you think i am gonna do w ur baby ass at 2 am. then he asked if he could contact me via line later and i was like okay and he was like "can i call?" AND I WAS LIKE NO ? THE FUCK hosts are SO bold these days. DO NOT CALL ME!!! also i think i told every single guy i talked to that i am just in japan for another week and have a boyfriend. i know hosts sleep with customers sometimes and more power to them but that is not the assumption of a host club the assumption of a host club is to go talk to some guys who are your platonic ideal of a man for a few hours and have some drinks. noah fence but i will not be cheating on my boyfriend and paying for it. WITH A 20 YR OLD... anyway they kicked me out after that bc i had been there for 3 1/2 hours. they kicked me out real politely but still. "free time" my ass.
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myfirstandlast · 1 year
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applied for my two top jobs in the city i really hope i get the first one in the nice neighbourhood im trying to manifest i DO have the nice job in the neighbourhood i am hired and i am on time and i do not miss the bus i am so happy and i have a bed in my currently unfurnished future room
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dbphantom · 1 year
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Man you know I'm fucking stressed when I start having sleep paralysis episodes again lmao
#Cruddy rambles#This time I saw a big ol demon kitty lounging on the chair in my room and heard someone banging on my bedroom door and turning the knob#The worst part of these is when I try to talk and I physically cannot even get a sound out#I always wondered. What it sounded like to other people#Because to me in the half asleep state I am screaming with a closed mouth and all that's coming out is like. Those whisper yells.#But I imagine it's making next to no noise at all. Which sucks bc like. I'd at least LIKE help if it were possible#Not that I want to just start screaming randomly in the middle of the night. But being able to call 4 help would be nice.#Sigh...#Anyway. Yeah. That was a great experience 10/10 do not recommend#It's funny how I had 1 (one) sleep paralysis experience at college. And now that I'm home I'm having them on the reg again#Funny how that works. I'm sure it's unrelated.#They're not even that scary bc Im half asleep for them. they're just panic inducing bc they're loud and I can't move and I hate it#SO loud. It's always lots of banging. One time I heard my Grammy laughing from that same chair while something huge and with many limbs#Banged all across my closet doors from every direction. Fuckin rude#I've also only ever had 1 physical hallucination and it was the college one#A demon walked into my dorm room while my friends slept in the common room (initially I thought it was one of them coming in to wake me up)#And walked over to the side of the bed and stood there and stared at me until it started shaking the bed violently and laughing#And I just kinda rolled over and fell back asleep despite the shaking and laughing bc like. What u gonna do#I have to emphasize that you're barely conscious during these which is why ur brain hallucinates in the first place#So literally ur only action is to force yourself to wake up but deal with the horrors (like I did tonight) or just. Fall back asleep#Which is my usual option but I couldn't fall back asleep bc I'm hungry#I'm gonna go tho. I'm tired af and I wanna try to sleep some more b4 I have to get up today#I just came here to calm down bc talking calms me down and well. I can post here without bothering anyone with dumb messages.#So I'm go back to sleep now#Goog nite
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naptimeclown · 2 years
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Yooo I'm so hyped rn I just found out my roommate for camp this year might be a fellow trans person
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rxttenfish · 2 years
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to be fair i don’t believe the inhospitality thing is about whiteness specifically*, just because of the existence of “southern hospitality”
*i am aware that this is very europe-centric discussion and this is an entirely different continent
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rohan-defender · 2 years
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yay they talked to my coworker abt how she treated me the other day! sucks ass she was acting that way but I'm glad they talked to her
#arra speaks#the crazy christian one btw#god i cannot believe she was like 'yeah we're both fat so this will be good for us' then started telling me ways to lose weight.#augh then yknow. the comments abt just pretending to not have mental illness#like. if that worked I wouldn't have needed therapy 😭💔#THAT AND. bruh if that actually worked I wouldn't need to be on anti-depressants LMAO. but no no. we can just turn it off and on apparently#and comments abt my hair#I thought she was gonna be working today so i wore my josuke pin#i have a few different josuke pins but my FAVORITE is the one that says 'what did you just say about my hair'#I LOVE WEARING IT TOO BC I USUALLY HAVE DYED HAIR LOL. most comments abt my hair are nice tho luckily!!!#but LMAO. god. my coworker wanted to call me the grinch bc ive got green hair rn like. BRUH.#could be worse.#like thank god she didnt call me the joker. i would simply just die and cut my hair off if someone compared me to the joker#but yeah they talked to her abt that bc. good grief. that was so fucking rude oh my god.#shes insane. she keeps trying to talk me into moving in with her and. i. barely know her and if you know anything abt my current situation#youd know i cant move out rn and wouldn't considering the fact im still grieving and my moms grieving pretty hard.#my mom is still having days where she has to come home from work early. so ive been helping take care of my mom and the house.#so i really dont plan on going anywhere rn especially not with things at home being the way they are. which is why im so irritated#My coworker is really trying to sell me on this but I keep explaining to her that I can't and that I won't. but she!!! keeps trying!!!#i dont like her and i would NOT want to be living with her. but im glad she was talked to because good god. shes a lot to handle#i finally get why people dont like her. i felt bad for her at first but. ah now i see why. its bc shes so brutally rude and pushy.
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bugtheduck · 7 months
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Oh my fucking god the coffee influencer girlies on Instagram won't LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE after a comment I made on a post MONTHS AGO
I have never seen a group of more pretentious people harassing someone who LITERALLY WORKS in a coffee shop (ME HELLO YES HI I work in a coffee shop, used to work for SB, don't like their company or union-busting) and if that isn't white coffee girlies with their full narcissism on display then I don't know what is
#i wasnt even?? being pretentious like OTHER BARISTAS IN THE COMMENTS#DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE I SERVE IN A DAY THAT ARE LIKE “oh i used to work for starbucks we do it differently” OR#“oh thats bot the traditional way” IN A DAY??? A FUCKING LOT#AND I SAID THAT IN A RESPONSE TO SOMEONE BEING AN ASS LIKE “i literally deal with pretentious mfs like you all the time just let them make#coffee how they want“ AND IM STILL GETTING HARASSED#BY PEOPLE WHO CANT READ#MAYBE READ WHAT I REPLIED INSTEAD OF BEING RUDE TO A STRANGER#WHERE I CLEARLY STATED THAT YES THERE ARE OTHER FORMS OF MAKING COFFEE THAT ARENT HIGHLY COMMERCIALIZED LIKE STARBUCKS#BUT FOR THE PURPOSES OF SOMEONE ASKING HOW TO ORDER A DRINK IF THEY WENT TO SB I COMMENTED TO HELP THEM OUT#“hey to order this asked for a reverse (iced) macchiato :))💚”#AND THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE THAT S C R E A M E D “THATS NOT A REAL MACCHIATO” “YOURE THE REASON PEOPLE ORDER DRINKS WRONG”#SIT DOWN YOU PRETENTIOUS FUCKS IM AWARE#BUT TO MAKE MY JOB AND THEIR ORDER FUCKING EASIER THATS WHAT I WORK RECCOMEND THEY ATTEMPT TO ORDER#GET YOUR PRETENTIOUS COFFEE STANDARDS AWAY FROM ME I DEAL WITH ENOHGH OF YOU PEOPLE AT WORK#JUST LET PEOPLE ENJOY WHAT THEY ENJOY#I WOULD SOMEONE ORDER A “REVERSE MACCHIATO” THAN THEM MAKE A FUCK TON OF ADDITIONS AND CHANGES AND BE EVEN MORE PRETENTIOUS#the crazy part is half these people were claiming to be baristas YEAH FUCKING RIGHT as if someone that worked a service job at least one#fucking day in their life would be THAT pretentious to other service workers#get a fucking grip its just a drink#white women i swear to god#remind me to never utter the word coffee on instagram again#im just trying to serve people as quick as possible with as little headache please just let me do my job#and if telling someone to order an unmixed latte as a reverse macchiato makes it easier than i'll do it every day#“im a barista too and that doesnt exist” where bitch in beverly hills#im a queer person in the deep south making minimum wage i do not give a single fuck#mine#just let katie call her separated latte a reverse macchiato so i can take the next order i do not give a fuck about the details#“um actually🤓” then you come make it bitch#no i dont work for starbucks but i dont work for a high end coffee shop either and we certainly dont have a manual espresso machine#so we cant even MAKE a traditional macchiato be so for real
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tarjapearce · 8 months
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Miguel O'Hara x Cheated on!fem Reader
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WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. SMUT at the end, bit of angst, fluff, adult situations. Cheating, divorce.
Requested here
Summary: Miguel can't stand watching you being neglected by your husband.
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If there was something Miguel hated, was life being too generous upon those that didn't deserve it, not even the slightest. Meaning, a dickhead for a coworker and sadly, your husband.
How could such a guy like him ended up with a sweetheart like you was beyond him, The man was apathetic, little to no charm, rude and an absolute bastard.
"She's uh, my wife." He had said flatly. Your name felt like sandpaper on his tongue as it rolled out of it while introducing you to the rest at a small party at Alchemax.
Miguel had noticed the little stab of hurt crossing your angelic face. He wanted to punch him straight in the face, even some of the other couples had noticed the small tension. But you just stood there, trying to give your best smile. The golden band around your finger and the loving stare your eyes casted on your husband was a clear 'Don't even try it' for him.
But for once, Miguel didn't care.
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He didn't exactly know how the crush on you had started. At first he thought that was just him feeling lonely and that his eyes wandered too much. But when you visited, lunch bag in hand, looking for your husband only to give him a bedazzling smile upon seeing him, and he receiving you with a tight-lipped smile, made his heart to break a little more.
"Hey" You were about to kiss him but he just backed away.
"I'm working."
"Alright, alright. See you later?"
He just gave a quick nod and put the lunchbox on his desk. There wasn't love in his goodbye kiss, Miguel noted. Once you were out, he rummaged through its contents while rolling his eyes.
He looked around and spotted Miguel with a mug on his hand.
"Hey, pal." He called and offered him.
"Want some?" Miguel seized him from head to toes but just nodded. It felt the only way that he could have a bit of you at the moment.
"Take whatever you like. Wife always goes overboard with food." Miguel took the small dessert container. It tasted divine. It only matched your own sweetness.
Lucky Bastard.
Oh he was. His eyebrows pressed together as he kept giving away all the food you had so dotingly prepared him.
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"Can we talk about this later? You can't just keep visiting me every time you feel so"
"But you keep forgetting lunch at home, can't leave you like-"
"It's fine really, we have vending machines here." Your husband grumbled, but you couldn't help but hold the lunchbox tightly against your arms.
"I see. Sorry." You gave him a small smile, "See you later?"
"Im busy today. Might get a couple hours late. Don't wait for me." 
You just nodded as Miguel jaw tensed.
How dared he?
You left.
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You had bumped into him at the supermarket on a weekend. Your cart was full of food, food that would end up in his hands and the rest of the team but never in your husband's mouth.
"Miguel, right?"
He nodded as he pulled some items for himself in his basket.
"Thanks for helping me." you smiled, his heart thumped harder.
"Where is..." He cleared his throat and you looked up at him.
"My husband? Oh, he said he had an extra shift today. Working in Alchemax surely is hard, I mean, I try to make it less... bad for him."
Miguel's mind was sneering, not at you but at the fake pretense of a hard working man the son of a bitch had put up with you. He knew the truth, he knew your husband only went there, did things wrong and half assed, and lately he had been flirting shamelessly with a lab technician from the upper floor.
His hatred for the man only grew, just as his admiration for you. What truly made you marry someone like him? That's the biggest question he had so far.
"I'm kind of nervous, today's our anniversary. I wanna surprise him with something" Your cheeks tinted red.
God you were killing him. He wanted to grab you gently by your shoulders, and say 'I can be better' cause of course he could, he was. You'd never have to settle for less with him.
'I appreciate you' cause he did, unlike the fool you had married. 'You'd never have to beg me' because in truth, he was already at your feet.
But you weren't his. Not yet.
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Sighing, Miguel put the lab test equipment away, then headed for the main office to get a couple more samples of a liquid he tried, but stopped dead in his tracks at the sight.
Legs wrapped around a man's waist, as his pants were down at his ankles. The woman shrieked once she noticed Miguel standing there with a frown and disgusted face. Miguel’s anger froze when the man next to her turned to be none but your husband.
The man recoiled to himself upon Miguel glaring holes his way.
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His shoulder was poked by none other that the cheating pig.
"Uh, hey. Can we.... Can you, I mean-"
He stumbled on his words, Miguel towered over him, his eyes belittling him. He was bold.
"You saw nothing, yeah?"
And oh so phony. Disgusting.
Miguel just went back to his work.
It was the last straw.
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To his surprise you were sitting on a café, puffy and tear crusted eyes staring into nothingness, a phone on your hands. You knew.
He didn't know whether to approach you, or just leave you be. As much as he wanted you, he knew that coming at you in your most vulnerable state would not only make a bad impression oh him, but he didn't want to act like a vulture, looming over your broken heart for him to take.
He approached carefully.
"Hey"
"Miguel..."
"Are you okay?"
Your eyes avoided him.
"May I sit?"
You nodded with a hiccup and he offered you his handkerchief, fresh hot tears spilled  in the soft fabric. His chest constricting at the sight.
"He cheated on me."
Much to your dismay, he knew. Of course, he wanted to tell you, but knowing how careless your husband acted, it was a matter of time for you to discover the cheating.
"I'm really sorry to hear that."
Shaking your head, you sniffed
"He has been doing this for months. Should've... saw this coming. I mean... I found so many pictures of a woman and... God"
He was pretty sure that he would punch the man next time he'd see him.
"He never came home to our anniversary, but even way before that. He just... I wasn't enough."
He frowned and took your hand softly.
"Stop. Cheating is a personal choice, guapa. You can't blame yourself for other's choices. He decided to do so, to trash away his marriage. It has nothing to do with you."
"Maybe if... I was-"
"No. You're... you're perfect. Puta madre,  you're more than perfect. He's a lucky bastard just to have you. And... If I was him-"
He stopped his words and pursed his lips. You didn't need this. He'd have to be patient. You stared at him gently.
"I'll file for a divorce. He's barely coming home anyways and... that pretty much says on it's own that is over."
Miguel just nodded.
"Might celebrate it." You chuckled after wiping your tears.
"Can I ask you something?"
Again, you nodded.
"I know it's none of my business but, I'm just genuinely curious as to why you'd marry him?"
"Impulsiveness, I guess." you shrugged, your hand resting some inches away from his.
"He just proposed one day out of the blue, we had been dating for six months. Don't... don't look at me like that. I know it was stupid." you groaned.
"It's alright. You thought it was love." His hand inched closer, you nodded.
"We had our problems. A lot, actually. But... instead of speaking things like a fucking adult, he went on cheating."
"Mira, guapa... yo" He trailed off unsure of resisting any longer, his resolution to wait vanishing, "I know that this is a really bad time for you and-"
"Please... don't. Miguel I-"
"Just listen, ok? Please?" His hand finally took yours gently.
"I know this is the least of things you need right now, but... You have no idea how... how perfect you are. I always saw you visiting him, being loving, and he just threw all that away. He lost you. You're way too much for him."
Your body tensed upon sensing where this was going. Of course you weren't ignorant, you'd notice the glances he would give your way, the yearning in his eyes every time you kissed or acted like lovesick fool with your glacial husband.
" Let me show you, how would I treat you, if you were mine."
"Miguel, I don't want to-."
"Let me take you to dinner. If you don't like anything and I mean it, anything, I'll stop and leave you be. Just a dinner. Hell, you could ramble about him for hours and I'd just be happy for you to be there."
You sighed, it was a rather simple choice to say yes or no. There was nothing that actually tied you to your ex husband now. Just a very skewed moral code.
" Just a dinner. "
His heart fluttered and he nodded
"Just a dinner and I'll drop you home."
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Miguel helped you out of his car, eyes drinking in your form. He would be lying if he said that he didn't feel jealous of the dress you were wearing, snugging all your curves in the right spots, just a tiny thing to make your own beauty to stand out even more. Gorgeous, flawless, divine and perfect.
You gasped at the location
"Are you sure this is the place? It's quite expensive."
Your concern was endearing, he offered you his arm and guided you inside.
"You're worth it, princesa."
The place seemed like being inspired from an old movie, elegant, classic and of course fancy. Never in your life your ex husband would actually treat you to places like these. His card would explode, he said once. Other places were good, but this was in a whole new level of luxury.
Miguel held the chair for you, and you sat, he followed.
"This place is gorgeous." He chuckled and took your hand to kiss your soft knuckles.
"Just like you."
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Time flew, the night had been to your surprise one of the best things that you have experienced. You had tasted things that didn't know existed, Miguel had fed you the dessert, pampering you to no end. The wine was delicious.
As night advanced, his little touches had turned more and more risqué, his fingers would take a taste of your exposed thigh skin, your hands would brush his, fiery and small caresses that sparked a silent yet mutual fire.
Once home you couldn't get your hands out of eachother. He had to be careful to not rip your dress to bits, he needed you. The wet kisses in your neck and his wandering hands all over your heated body the proof of it. When was the last time that someone touched you like this?
Not even him, the man that oathed to love you and be with you through thick and thin. A gentle rub on your clit by expert fingers made you forget about him. Lock his memory in a vault and you'd throw the key somewhere. Your hips would buck against his hand, rolling on waves after waves of pleasure.
"He didn't touch you?" You shook your head as your mouth gaped open.
"When was-"
"Shut up." you moaned breathlessly. An I don't know nor care.
Your body responded so well too him, be the need you tried to sate with your own hands, or the loneliness that had made you so desperate that had you squirming and soaked and he was only using his hands so far. With Miguel, things felt differently. He did things differently. And different was good. So so good.
His hunger for you shown and conveyed in every caress and touch he gave you. He was gentle enough for his desire to permeate your skin. You didn't feel alone. You felt needed. Loved even. There was no turning back once you discarded all the clothes on both ends.
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Opposite to what you believed, your heart wasn't flooding with guilt. No.
There were no longer what ifs and what not constantly echoing in your brain. There was no longer that constricting sensation in your chest you always had. No more uncertainty. You were free.
Last night Miguel, whose arms cradled your form to be snuggled in his chest and his thigh hooked on your hip, hoarding you. As if fearful you'd go away, had made you experience a whole new concept of pleasure. Your body soared in bliss, you were glowing, He had given you climax after climax, making every single one of them more shattering and intense than the other.
That's all you wanted really. Feel at ease and blissful. Miguel had given you that and more. More than you actually ever though deserving. It was just a matter of time that you'd finally take him whole.
You wanted him. His kindness, his care, his love, his grumpyness during mornings, the way he cursed in spanish whenever he'd stub his toe in the nightstand. You wanted it all.
Of course you had filed for a divorce as soon as you could, your husband was more than happy to comply. He hadn't been home for a while, Miguel even told you that he had quitted. It was as if the universe was removing him from your life ever since you started with Miguel a couple months ago.
But none of that mattered. Not when he had plopped you down to bed, hands holding a firm grip in your sweaty and smooth skin, hips straddling yours and plowing into you from behind, prone bone position. His hips buried himself deep, hitting that spot over and over. He wasn't gentle, but that's just exactly how you liked it.
Before you could actually reach the stars he flipped you over, your thighs resting ontop of his. He sheathed once more inside. Your phone buzzed.
You growled in annoyance, Miguel sighed. A number you knew all too well. Finally you'd get the news you so needed to hear.
"Y-Yeah?" Miguel smirked as he held your thighs together and pushed in further, his tip kissing your cervix so deliciously you had to bite your lip to suppress a moan. The little baby bump in your abdomen barely noticeable.
"Shit's done. Papers are signed."
There was a bit of rustling and the clinking of glass. By his tone, you knew he was getting drunk, celebrating. Miguel took the phone and put it on speaker.
"Ya know? I'm glad I did. Couldn't stand you, nagging all the time. But I'm a free man now, baby." His gulping, something you secretly hated, could be heard on the other line.
Miguel frowned and spreaded your legs once more.
"You there?" Your ex chuckled, "It's okay if you're crying, won't judge"
So so annoying.
A smirk appeared on your face as Miguel focused the camera on your body. He then turned the video call on. The man's face instantly fell upon watching you bouncing on a cock that surely put his to shame. Spine arching, breast jiggling and mouth spewing the lewdest of moans and needy whimpers he hsd ever heard from you. One tan hand secured you in place, preventing you from squirming too much.
"Sorry, pal." He grunted as he started to ram his hips in abandonment, making your toes curl. Your face and body said it all. The video image shaking at his thrust
"Just like that, bonita?" You choked a sob as he went balls in deep, nodding and begging him for him to not stop.
"She's busy." He hung up the call before the man could say anything and tossed your phone somewhere in the bed.
You felt so good, perfect for him, And now you were all his.
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zeldasnotes · 2 months
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PLANETS IN THE 10TH HOUSE
what your placement makes me think of.🏆
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SUN IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Seen as confident, attracting attention wherever you go, an authorative personality, a strong need to be somebody, strong need to achieve goals, when people see you they think of what you work with, wearing your work uniform in public, you easily become the face of the company, ”you know im the face of the city bitch”, trophies, beeing a public person comes naturally to you, being seen as someone with an ego, acting a little narcissistic at times, taking over your fathers company, workaholics, your self esteem affected by how much you have accomplished, respected.
MOON IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Preschool teachers, known to love children, good with children, having well known kids, growing up famous, taking pride in having a beautiful home, white picket fence, always seen in public with your mom, a wellknown mom, a nurturer, known to be protective, people knowing about your family issues, emotional, well liked, known to be sensitive, people picking up on your mental health issues easily, coming from a well known family, seen as a womanizer, household name, good at expressing yourself, everyone knows who your mom is, everyone known about your relationships to the women close to you, soft beauty.
MERCURY IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Rappers, comedian, known for being funny, working with the mentally ill, representing your neighbourhood, public speakers, known for your opinions, seen as intelligent, seen as quick, cute, writer, making a huge influence with your words, a gossip, you know how to communicate with authority, a work that involves a lot of communication, having multiple careers, people get the impression that you are sneaky, a distinct way of talking, working with your siblings, having a sibling or cousin that everyone know who it is, getting jobs because of you networking skills, an expert at ”working the room”, knowing everything about everybody.
VENUS IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Popular and well liked, a lot of suitors, everyone knows about your relationships, attracted to people with status and power, you want to be seen as someone important, known for being beautiful, it girl, everyone wants to date you, socially appropriate, scared of embarrassing yourself, an expert at business, having your own company, a perfectly balanced look, known to be around older people, beautiful hair, braces, working at a beauty clinic, receptionists, known to be a relationship person, wifey, judgmental of people who have a bad reputation, being extra kind to the right people, polite, people usually take your side in a fight, your mistakes being swept under the rug because of your looks.
MARS IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Bitch, it-girl, seen as arrogant and rude, well known among the opposite sex, a seen as aggressive, known to be someone who fights back, known for beeing in sports, people want to know who you have beef with, people have onesided beef with you, public confrontations with men, the military, top dog, the best in the business, big name, beefing with people, refusing to lose, known for having a hot body, known for being sexy, big dick energy, fitspo, taking selfies at the gym, having beef with a lot of person, extremely goal oriented, known for being sexy, often described as hot, people talking about your body and looks, being extra assertive bc you were shamed for being soft, parents who taught you to be assertive, men feel threathened by you,
JUPITER IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Hard to pin down, known for going abroad a lot, high standards, well liked, king status, big dick energy, running into people who can help you everywhere you go, constantly running into big names, being at the right place at the right time, known for being funny, reggaeton, bohemian style, flamboyant, famous for being famous, seen as ditzy, known to be lucky, aristocratic, having a career because of luck, born blessed, seen as someone religious, seen as kind and morally correct, your cultural background an important part of your public image, being seen as a guide or teachers, extremely well liked, easily getting away with things.
SATURN IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Being seen as morally correct, strategic when it comes to your image, afraid of a bad reputation, calculating exactly what to do and what to post to be seen a certain way, people dont want to curse or talk shit infront of you, in worst case seen as a morals police, knowing exactly what steps to take to reach the top, recognizing whos who easily when you enter a new workplace, being complimented for your work ethic, easily irritated by people who dont do their work correctly, you started working early, having to grow up early, dressing like a boss, stoic in public, seen as responsible and mature, having to parent your own parents, wanting the approval of important people, intimidating, people dont approach you often, from nada to prada.
URANUS IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Not liking to follow the rules, seen as rebellious, being the first to do something, changing jobs often, seen as a genius, not acting like others in the same business at you, liking to shock people, seen as bizarre, when you do something you do it extra, hating when people copy you, not wanting to be put in a cathegory, you are in a cathegory of your own, working with technology, changing the industry, seen as unpredictable, known for having a standout feature, not looking like others in your family, internet famous, insta famous, technology is a huge part of your image, publicly challenging the gender roles, being seen as the original and everyone who tries to do it after you are just copycats, becoming famous by accident, overnight fame, quirky, a striking look, not wanting to be compared to others.
NEPTUNE IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Representing the ideal concerning something, unreal beauty or talent, modeling, the town drug dealer, dainty, psychward workers, being seen as more than human, others overidealizing you, people see you as someone who lives the dreamlife, glamorous image, having a hard time deciding what you want to work with, people see you as someone who would never do any harm, princess looks, seen as a saint, artist, known for being artistic, painter, putting on a mask or working with putting on masks on others (makeupartist for example, seen as naive, people underestimate you, actor, people cant separate you from the character you play, confused, angelic, director, putting your fantasies into art, people who never met you think they know you, having copycats.
PLUTO IN THE 10TH HOUSE: Known for being vengeful, known for having connections, a father whos feared, demanding respect, known to strike hard when disrespected, maffia connections, big name, social climber, having obsessive fans, sex symbol, being afraid of authority or disliking authority, demanding to be treated as authority, a scary look, people want to show off infront of you, people want to show they can be on your level, people attack bc they think that you look down on them, a dark look, known to have been through some shit, your dirty laundry thrown out on the lawn for everyone to see, being seen as sexual, people you never met want to sleep with you, refusing interviews.
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