#on the low

[empressdede]

WIP WEDNESDAY - On The Low

Been sitting in my drafts for like a couple months😭 Lemme know how you feel about it 🫶🏾

Thank you for the Tag : @harmshake

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India’s eyes trailed over his work outfit with a hitched breath, watching her best friend at work. Her mind was everywhere, And watching him be attentive at work made her wonder what else he would be attentive at as well.

“You do know that watching him from all the way over here isn’t going to do anything right?” Riley whispered in her ear which broke the trance she seemed to be in.

“Girl, what the fuck else you want me to do? He’s working.” She whispered back. Her eyes not straying away from her boy best friend not once.

On the outside, it looked like a small schoolgirl crush on her boy best friend, Joshua Fatu. But in reality… there was a different story underlying the two of them. Something India was scared to admit to her best friend Riley.

“I don’t get it. You mean to tell me you guys always room together but nothing has happened between you two?”

“Not a thing.” India denies

Last night

India squirmed in her sleep, letting out a deep sigh of relief as she felt herself slowly waking up. A pressure was building up in her stomach and she felt her knees split and a soft moan escaped her lips and when she finally opened her eyes, her mouth dropped open to see Joshua in between her legs.

“Josh- fuck. What are you doing?” She breathed out, trying not to be loud because they were not in the confinement of their homes where these activities would usually take place but in a hotel room, where his twin brother was sleeping right next door.

“Don’t worry baby. Just lemme make you feel good.”

India tried her best not to moan but Joshua just smirked against her, keeping his tongue pressed to her clit.

“Fuck… Josh wait.” She whined, her hands coming up quick to push his head away from her but her pushed her hands away from him, flicking his tongue against her even faster.

“Ouuu Fuck” India cried out, letting the pleasure overcome her and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Joshua pulled back from her to push two fingers right into her soft velvety walls, curling his fingers to touch her G-spot.

The moan that escaped India was a loud one and with a smirk on his face, Josh tried to hush her.

“Shhhh, you think you can be quiet Princess?”

The question went right over her head, and it wasn’t like Joshua gave her a chance. He leaned forward to suck on her clit while he thrusted his fingers into her.

Her hips bucking up to chase his fingers, and if you asked Joshua… this was where India looked her best.

Like a slut, chasing her high in anyway he gave her. Even if it was just with his fingers. “Baby please.” India pleaded, the pitch of her voice rising.

“Shhh, do you want them to hear? I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you? Want the whole world to hear you beg me to make you cum huh princess?”

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Tagging: @raya-hunter01 @kill-the-artiste @whatdoeseverybodywant @msbigredmachine

#empressdede #empresswriting #wwe #black reader #jey uso #jey uso x black reader #jey uso x oc #on the low #work in progress

[jt1674]

#hope sandoval #bavarian fruit bread #on the low #hope sandoval and the warm inventions #colm o'ciosoig

[intramoon]

a few more brutally soft makeovers 𑁋 miss penny kang starting to become the beauty queen she was suppose to be (might revert back to the white hair, but we’ll go black for now)

#TBD #I will probably make her a custom skin #maybe tomorrow #(because I am not going to class lmao) #what can i say about penny #amelia's closest friend #besties #ive need to redo here because i want to do more #stuff with just those two #i think penny's ace/bi experiences #resonate with amelia #oh and penny cannot stand wednesday #i do #on the low #ship erin and penny #but thats too much dating in the inner circle #august is probably next for a makeover #intramoon

[annaw8799]

Moodboards of @glitter-ink lovely ladies, Leah Kessler, Bella Lombardi, Colleen Tracey, and Sophie Kelly. Represented as the 4 seasons, tried to pick the ones that best went with their personalities. Thanks @glitter-ink for letting me have fun with your characters!!

#newsies #1992sies #glitter-ink ocs #oc moodboard #hell is a sober crawl #on the low #burn high your fires #newsies 1992 #92sies #oc

[sweetestofchaos]

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: 𝖪𝗎𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗋. 𝖯𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝖪𝗎𝗇 𝗑 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗒𝗎 𝗑 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝖲𝖥𝖶 - 𝖠𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 - 𝖢𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀  - 𝖢𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 - 𝖭𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 𝟤K

ᔆᵒⁿᵍ ⁻ ᴵ ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵂᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᴷⁿᵒʷ ~ ᴹᵃʳⁱᵒ ᵂⁱⁿᵃⁿˢ

“Where you going all dressed up?” Kun peers into the phone screen over the rim of his glasses. Y/N smiles as she puts a layer of shimmering lip gloss on. “Is that a new gloss?”

“Yep!” Y/N pops the ‘p’ and giggles. “My Pat McGrath order came today. Do you like it babe?” Y/N pokes her lips out making a duck face and Kun smiles with a nod of his head.

“It’s beautiful on you, my star.”

Y/N grins and stares at Kun, “I miss you, boo.”

Kun sighs and runs a hand through his dark hair. “It’s only a few more days. I’ll be home by the end of the week. Now, tell me again where you are going?”

“Me?” Y/N fixes the gold chain around her neck that hold a small diamond at the hallow of her throat. “Ashlee invited me out. We’re gonna hang out with a few of the other girls from the office.”

“Yeah? Take a shot for me, okay?”

Y/N laughs and nods her head. “I’ll be sure to text you when I get back home. I love you, Kun.”

“I love you more, my star.”

Kun kisses the tips of his fingers and presses them to the phone screen to which Y/N giggles and blows a kiss before she hangs up. Y/N stares at the blank screen and sighs softly. Hanging with the girls? It was a lie she didn’t have to tell but she knew that Kun wouldn’t question her if she included her best friend in the scenario. Shaking her head, Y/N pulls her wedding ring from her finger and sets it in her jewelry box before she stands and smooth out the fitted green dress she’s wearing. The doorbell rings and Y/N quickly grabs her black heels and purse before she skips to the front door. Unlock the door, Y/N opens it and smiles wide.

“Hello, gorgeous.”

“Hey, handsome!” Y/N purrs and she giggles as large hands rest on her hips before she’s pulled into a strong chest.

“You all set to head out?”

“Just need to put my shoes on.” Y/N holds up her heels and bites her lower lip when the man in front of her takes them from her hand.

“Allow me.” Y/N watches as the man squat in front of her and carefully place her feet into the heels before he tightens the straps around her ankles. “Too tight?”

Y/N shakes her head and places her hand on the back of the man’s neck as he stands to his full height. “Such a gentleman,” she teases, and the man smiles as he leans down slightly to capture Y/N’s lips in a light kiss.

“You know you love it, gorgeous.”

“I love you, Mingyu.”

Mingyu smiles and pushes his brown hair from his face, “I love you more.”

Kun smiles when the apartment building comes into view. He cannot wait to see y/n’s smiling face and fall asleep in her embrace. The taxi pulls over to the curb and Kun thanks him before he hands over a few bills and quickly gets out. The driver pops the trunk and Kun grabs his luggage, slamming the trunk closed and with a wave of his hand he sends the taxi driver away. Pushing his hair from his face, Kun makes his way into the building and bows his head slightly to the couple that is getting their mail.

Making his way to the elevator, Kun looks down at the watch on his wrist. Y/N should be home from work now. If he’s lucky enough, Kun will catch her fresh out the shower. The thought makes blood rush to his member, and he bites his lip. He’s missed Y/N so much and he cannot wait to reacquaint himself with her body. The elevator opens to the fifth floor, and he steps out, a little pep in his step as he nearly runs to the front door. Pulling his key from his pocket, Kun unlocks the door and steps into the apartment, shutting the door behind himself silently. He toes off his shoes and pauses when he notices that Y/N’s shoes aren’t in the cubby.

Glancing down at his watch one more time, Kun frowns then sighs. Guess she went out with her coworkers or maybe she stopped by the market. Placing his shoes in the cubby, Kun picks his luggage up and heads to the laundry room. He unloads all the dirty clothes into the washer and starts it up before he walks to the bedroom and strips down to his boxers. Digging around in his dresser, Kun grabs a pair of sweatpants and slips them on before he looks around for his house slippers. They weren’t by the front door, which is odd, but Y/N tends to move things and not put them back when she’s cleaning. Squatting down, Kun lowers himself onto his hands and knees, using his phone’s flashlight to cheek to see if his slippers are underneath the bed.

Kun sees his slippers and rolls his eyes as he laughs. Leave it to Y/N to move them somewhere unseen. Reaching under the bed, Kun grabs his slippers and pulls them out. He tilts his head to side when a blue piece of fabric is attached to the slippers. “What…?” Kun picks up the blue fabric and he’s feeling very confused. This is part of the lingerie set that Jun got Y/N right before he left…why is it under the bed? Holding the lace material, I his hands, Kun frowns when he sees the large hole in the fabric that’s supposed to cover Y/n’s butt. Licking his lips, Kun stands to his feet and sits on the bed. He can’t stop looking at the panties in his hands. Why are they under the bed and why are they ruined? Kun’s fingers twitch and he closes his hand into a tight fist as a single thought crosses his mind. Y/N went out with her friends. Did she come back alone?

“No, she wouldn’t do that to me.” Kun shakes his head trying to ignore the ugly feeling growing in his heart. Looking down at the panties in his fist, Kun clicks his tongue and stands up. He tosses the ruined panties into his sock drawer and slips on his house slippers before he leaves the bedroom and walks into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, Kun sighs. The fridge is fully stocked, so Y/N didn’t go to the market. Weighing his options, Kun decides to order out and sit in the living room to catch up on some TV. It helps take his mind off the possibility of his wife cheating on him…

Kun woke up to the sound of whispered voiced followed by the soft slam of the front door. He kept his breathing steady and strained his ears, hearing Y/N’s soft foot falls paddle across the floor and right into their bedroom. His heart beat painfully in his chest when he heard the shower turn on. Kun counted to twenty before he got up and walked into the bathroom. He cleared his throat and rubbed at his eyes, pretending that he just woke up.

Y/N jumped and turned around in the shower to face her husband, “Baby!  When did you come back? You should have called me.”

Kun forces a yawn from his mouth and shrugs his shoulders, “I wanted to surprise you, my star.” Kun leans on the edge of the sink and crosses his arms over his chest. “Why didn’t you wake me up when you came in? We could’ve showered together.”

“Oh.” Y/N shakes her head with a small laugh. “I just came back from the gym. I’m all gross and sweaty. You wouldn’t want to shower with me like this.”

Kun nods his head at Y/N’s answer. “Who came up with you? I heard you talking to someone at the door.”

“The door…oh!” Y/N sticks her head under the water to rise the shampoo from her hair. “I went with a few coworkers. We made plans to come back to my place for a few drinks, but the moment I saw your shoes I knew that wasn’t a good idea. I figured you would be tired, so…”

“How thoughtful of you, my star.” Kun couldn’t believe how easy it was for Y/N to lie to him. He may have been half asleep, but he knows the difference between one or more voices, plus the single voice he heard was clearly male. “I have to switch over my clothes. Do you need anything, my star?”

“You should rest some more, boo. I can switch over your clothes once I’m done showering.”

Kun laid on the couch with his head resting on Y/N’s lap while she played with his hair. He wasn’t paying much attention to the movie on the screen, his mind was elsewhere. The moment Y/N got out of the shower, Kun noticed something was missing and he silently debated with himself if he wanted to speak up on it or not. Ignoring the movie, Kun grabs hold of Y/N’s left hand and laces their fingers together. He stares at the empty space on her ring finger and sighs.

“Where’s your ring, my star?”

“Huh?” Y/N’s eyes widen as Kun raises their connected hands showing off her naked finger. “I-it’s in the shop getting cleaned. I’ll be able to pick it up tomorrow.”

“The shop is closed tomorrow, my star. They are never open on Sunday’s.”

Right, I forgot. Thank you for reminding me. I’ll pick it up on my way home from work, Monday.”

Tears blur Kun vision as he sits at the kitchen counter with his phone clenched tightly in his hand. A friend of his from work sent him a photo of Y/N out with a man that Kun has never seen before. Kun wanted to chalk it up to the man being a coworker, but the way Y/N and the man were holding hands and leaning against each other, Kun knew the truth. He wanted to scream at Y/N, he wanted to smash his fist into the man’s handsome face over and over again. Why, Y/N? Huh? Why go after his wife? There were plenty of single women in the world, so why go after his wife? Kun hated himself for thinking that way, he knew it was wrong. The fault laid with Y/N and no one else. He couldn’t do this anymore.

Pushing away from the counter, Kun goes into his office and sits at his desk. He grabs the memo book and a pen before he starts to scribble out his feelings. Tears fall and land on the desk, his wrists, and his upper thighs each time he blinks, trying to clear his vision. How could Y/N hurt him like this? Did she even love him at all? Kun can’t stay here, he can’t sit back and watch as his wife ignores her vows, he can’t keep pretending that he doesn’t know. Wiping the snot from his nose with the back of his hand, Kun stares down at the letter on his desk with a frown. Some of the words are smeared from his tears, but it’s still legible. Taking a deep breath, Kun sits back and calls his lawyer, he asks for the older man to type up divorce papers and email him a copy.

Once that phone call is complete, Kun calls a hotel and rents a room for the next two weeks. He won’t be staying with Y/N anymore. He won’t give her the pleasure of seeing him so broken. An alrt from his phone, lets Kun know that the papers have been emailed and he prints them out from his laptop. Ripping the letter from the memo book, Kun makes his way to the bedroom with the papers in his hands. He sets them on the bed and packs two bags, he will have to come back at some point for the rest of his stuff, but that can wait. Kun sets the divorce papers down and the letter on top of Y/N’s dresser, and he slowly twists the ring from his finger. He stares at the golden band, emotionless for only a second before he sets it on top of the tear stand letter.

“Goodbye, my star.”

#soc kun #soc mingyu #seventeen mingyu #wayv kun #kpop ambw #tw cheating #mingyu angst #kun angst #on the low #no happy ending #soc requests #request 31

[yourfvckinnightmare]

Utolsó könnyem kisírom, elázik a szemem.

#szerelem #szerelmes #hiány #fáj #fájdalom #hiányzol #magyar #szomoru #kapcsolat #dalszoveg #grasa #otl #on the low

[rochenn]

I think we should write more straight relationships with 2010s TV queerbait tactics. Let that man and that woman's lives be horribly intertwined, let them take bullets for the other, let them be each other's meaning but NO KISSING. They are holding each other platonically. You're crazy for reading anything romantic into it at all tbh

#basically whatever fentanyl hiromu arakawa put in roy mustang and riza hawkeye's relationship #also low key what i wish obi-wan and satine could have been like

[crystalninjaphoenix]

My brain at all times:

#the low quality is intentional and included in the joke i swear #writing #writers #writer problems

[indelibleevidence]

People with low spoons, someone just recommended this cookbook to me, so I thought I'd pass it on.

I always look at cookbooks for people who have no energy/time to do elaborate meal preparations, and roll my eyes. Like, you want me to stay on my feet for long enough to prepare 15 different ingredients from scratch, and use 5 different pots and pans, when I have chronic fatigue and no dishwasher?

These people seem to get it, though. It's very simple in places. It's basically the cookbook for people who think, 'I'm really bored of those same five low-spoons meals I eat, but I can't think of anything else to cook that won't exhaust me'.

And it's free!

#disability #spoonie #low spoons recipes #the sad bastard cookbook

[sukinapan]

your local forecast

#peklo #my art #low poly #3d art #low poly animals #animation #weather forecast

[asonr]

Autistic spaces are getting so much more hostile towards people with low empathy, and it sucks

There was a subreddit I really liked, people were chill, and then there was a sudden influx of people making posts like ‘Autistic people have empathy! Saying we don’t makes us seem like monsters! Thats not a symptom!’ And people making posts explaining that no, actually, some of us do have low empathy got attacked and told they were wrong or ableist? And it sucks, because its just so hard to find a place to exist where you can be seen as not evil? I don’t know, it just hurts a lot to be told that

#Ableism #autism #low empathy

[laughingcatwrites]

As a reminder that good exists out there, a coworker recently confessed to me that he found out his child is questioning their identity (kid's gender redacted for this post). The kid is keeping it from him, so he can't say anything to them or show that he knows, but he's doing his best to get mentally prepared and educated so that he'll be ready whenever his kid does feel comfortable enough come to him.

For context, this guy is a big, bulky middle aged dude who loves sports and typical outdoor "manly" activities. As his coworker and friend, I know he's a kind and sweet teddy bear of a person, but his kid probably views him as a stern, authoritarian figure, the way most teenagers view their parents. His family lives in a conservative area, so I'm sure between that, their dad's looks and interests, and the fact that their dad is a Figure of Authority, the kid is worried that they won't be accepted.

But you know what? When he found out about his kid, the first thing he did was reach out to his closest queer friend and ask for resources for parents of questioning children. His biggest fears are that his kid will be bullied or discriminated against and won't feel comfortable enough to be themself. His second action was to find himself a mentor in another parent who went the same situation (kid coming out in a conservative town). The other person is preparing him for some of the struggles his kid may face and the fights he may need to take on as a parent to make sure his kid is safe and treated well.

Something I want to emphasize for people focused on language as the primary method of allyship is that when we spoke, he used some outdated terms and thoughts about gender and sexuality. That does not make him bad. These were the terms and thinking used about questioning teenagers when he was growing up and he never needed to learn more current ones. But now that he does have that need, he's throwing himself in head first because that's his kid and he's darn well going to make sure that his kid feels welcomed and has a safe place to be themselves even if they never come out to him.

#I'm so proud and happy for my coworker and I've been trying to figure out how to let him know how amazing I think he is #what gets me the most is that he's keeping this super down low to avoid giving any hints to his kid #he has a lot of queer friends so he already is known as an ally but there's always a chance it will be different if it's family #and he took that chance and crumpled it up into a ball and slam dunked it into the garbage for three points #and decided that even if his kid wants to hide it from him for the rest of his life he will still do what he can to make their life better #pflag #parents doing their best #parenting win #good news #allyship

[annaw8799]

Mood boards of @glitter-ink and my formidable matriachs from our combined au and individual stories. I hope I captured Tess as well as you've created her! Thank you for letting me have fun with your brillian OCs! :)

#newsies #1992sies #92sies #newsies 1992 #oc #hell is a sober crawl #oc moodboard #glitter-ink ocs #lost causes hear our prayer #on the low #sunshine and city storms

[ryuzumisama]

Chilchuck Timbs 👞

#its low res because im printing these as stickers for sak and im too lazy to sign it and im trying to not upload my high res pics online #but yeah #chilchuck timbs #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi fanart #anime fanart

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Boney M. - Rasputin 1978

"Rasputin" is a song by Germany-based Afro Caribbean pop and Eurodisco group Boney M. It was released as the second single from their third studio album Nightflight to Venus. The core of the song tells of Grigori Rasputin's rise to prominence in the court of Tsar Nicholas II during the early 1900s, referencing the hope held by Tsarina Alexandra Fyodorovna that Rasputin would heal her hemophiliac son, Tsarevich Alexei of Russia, and as such his appointment as Alexei's personal healer. The song claims that Rasputin was Alexandra's paramour, a widespread rumour in Rasputin's time, with which his political enemies intended to discredit him. It accurately states that the conspirators asked him "Come to visit us", and then recounts a widely popular account of the assassination in Yusupov's estate: that Rasputin's assassins fatally shot him after he survived the poisoning of his wine.

"Rasputin" rose to the top of the charts in Germany, Austria, Belgium and Australia, and went to No. 2 in the UK, Argentina, Finland, Spain and Switzerland. It enjoyed great popularity in the Soviet Union, however it was omitted from the Soviet pressing of the album and Boney M. were barred from performing the song during their ten performances in Moscow.

It's pretty safe to say this song put a impressive and unbeatable record in the amounts of votes and reblogs! 💖 This is currently the most liked song on this poll blog with a whooping 94,8% total yes votes.

#submitted #finished #high votes #high yes #high reblog #low no #boney m #70s

[dragoonwys]

Many times I feel like the sad fish you 'buy for a child because its low maintenance', stop doing that

#fish are not low maintenance and deserve to be treated like other more easily expressive pets #do your research on the fish species and what they need damn it #same goes for humans #Its a I have a mouth and I cant scream thing #meme #digital art #doodles #mental health #pets #fish #my art