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crackedpumpkin · 4 months

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Author's note: Sick on Xmas, but hope y'all out there celebrating and staying safe <3 have been incredibly busy lately my calendar has been BOOKED so im super super sorry for not getting back to anyone regarding tumblr; just havent had the time lately;;; in happier news, im travelling tomorrow! (haha still sick.)

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Sunday | 11.30 AM |

“The birds are chirping, the trees are tree-ing, dogs are barking, and my brain is farting.”

“That was so poetic.” Michael nods, clapping slowly as he moves away from the streetlight he’d been leaning on while waiting for you to arrive. You had texted the group chat the night before, asking if anyone wanted to grab lunch before meeting up with the rest for bowling.

“Is Nicole coming?” He asks, pulling out his phone to check.

“She’s probably still sleeping.” You shrug, tugging off the thin lavender cardigan you’d put on before leaving the house. You sense Michael’s raised brow, looking up to see his incredulous stare at your outfit.

“Dude, it’s like, hot.”

“It’s for the fit,” You defend yourself, adjusting your jeans and tank top.

“Some fit,” He snorts. He doesn’t even get a moment to defend himself before you sock him in the arm. He winces, rolling his shoulder back and massaging his arm with a grin. “Seriously though, it’s like sweltering out here. I don’t know how you’re going to survive bowling.”

“Watch your words, you’ll just end up being left in the dust anyway.” You cross your arms smugly, holding out the cardigan. He instinctively takes it from you, helping carry it in his arms while you check for lip balm in your bag. Luckily, you grabbed it just before you left the bedroom, stuffing it into the depths of the unknown black hole that is your purse.

“In those jeans?” He scoffs in retaliation.

You pause in the middle of the sidewalk, glancing down at your jeans in case there was any stain you had missed in the wash. “What’s wrong with my jeans?” “...Everything.”

Michael laughs when you move to pummel his stupid face, shielding himself until your punches subside. “Are you excited to meet Miles?” He asks, running a hand through his hair and checking his reflection in the passing shop windows.

“W-why would I be excited to meet him?” You ask, stammering only slightly and disguising it as a cough. The reminder only serves to make you more aware of the growing pit that begins to form in your stomach. Suddenly you aren’t so hungry anymore. “I mean, it’s great to meet him and all. Maybe we’ll be best friends, who knows? No one can resist my charms.” As if to prove your point, you flash a bright smile at Michael who hums absentmindedly. “Right, because that’s exactly how we became friends.”

“Yeah! Remember when you walked down the hallway and tripped over my foot, then I helped you up?”

“Uh, wrong. I tripped over Nicole’s foot and you stood there while she laughed.” Michael corrects with a shake of his head. “The audacity to claim to be a saint.”

“I was shy and it was my first day!”

“I saw that smirk on your face, pinto. And it’d already been a week since you transferred to our school at the time. I knew it was a bad idea for Nicole to be your buddy. See, if we were paired up on the other hand, we could’ve gone and gotten some gazpacho.” He nudges your shoulder with raised brows, smiling suggestively.

“You’re disgusting,” You laugh in response, shoving him away as he grins. The day had gone just as Michael described, but it was mainly because of how funny Michael’s face had looked when he processed the large white stain on the side of his shirt when he stood back up and dusted himself off. The dismay soon faded once he processed your presence, offering a friendly smile and fist bump before proceeding to flirt shamelessly with Nicole.

Their dynamic confused you at first, but you soon came to the realisation that they were in fact, crushing heavily on each other. Nicole would never admit it though, but she definitely treated Michael differently from other people. The moments were rare, but on occasions when you did witness it, they were sickeningly sweet and oblivious to the point you wanted to puke (politely, of course).

“Is Nicole already there?”

Speak of the devil. You pull out your phone, subtly glancing at Michael’s slightly eager expression as he waits. “I think so. She read my message two hours ago, so I think she’ll be reaching earlier than us.”

“She was up at ten? Is she sick or something?” He frowns, trying to hide his worry. However, the way he cups his chin and scrolls through his phone for homemade remedies suggest otherwise.

He really isn’t subtle at all.

“Yeah, I think she mentioned needing lozenges the other day.” Simply pushing them together isn’t enough. You need something solid, something more concrete to gently nudge them. “Didn’t you mention a brand you liked the other day for lozenges when you were sick with that flu?”

“I did?” He pauses. “I did! I’ll be right back.” He calls out, entering the convenience store right next to you. Hiding a chuckle, you choose to lean against a wall, pulling out your phone to check for notifications.

aCT on it AcT on it [ 11.45 AM ]: a little birdy told mike that ur sick

Mother is mothering [ 11.45 AM ]: what did u do and why

aCT on it AcT on it [ 11.45 AM ]: he asked, i replied. He has the problem, i have the solution.

Mother is mothering [ 11.45 AM ]: this is the opposite of hlpeful. Why r u doing this

Mother is mothering [ 11.45 AM ]: helpful*

aCT on it AcT on it [ 11.45 AM ]: r u at pepercino’s?

Mother is mothering [ 11.45 AM ]: yea why

Mother is mothering [ 11.45 AM ]: u didn answer my question

aCT on it AcT on it [ 11.46 AM ]: see u there babes <3

You ignore the next few notifications, shoving your phone back into your pocket with a satisfied grin. Michael exits the shop just as you do, holding a small red plastic bag. You lean over as he opens it to show you what he bought, raising a brow at the bottle of honey lemon tea inside along with two boxes of lozenges.

“Hm.”

“What? Why? Do you think I got a flavour she didn't like? I knew the grape one was better.” He mutters, only for his entire body to stiffen when he remembers that you’re there. “I mean, it’d just be a waste of my money if she doesn’t take it,” He rolls his eyes with a scowl.

“Right,” You nod your head, playing along with his little charade. “Wouldn’t want your money to go to waste.”

You spot the sign for Pepercino’s up ahead, grabbing the cardigan back from Michael and wearing it over your tank top once again. He doesn’t question it, already knowing your intentions. Upon entering the restaurant, the air conditioning’s cool relief hits you with full force as if someone rammed a truck against you.

You loved it.

Bounding over to a tired Nicole slumped against the window in the booth seat, you slide in right next to her with a bright grin. “Like the fit?”

She blinks, registering you and Michael’s presence, the latter arriving at the table and sitting down opposite the both of you. She scans your outfit, nodding in approval. “The lavender was a nice touch,” She admits.

You laugh delightedly, leaning your head on her shoulder. Surprisingly enough, she allows you to do so without complaint. “Here.” You glance up at Michael who places the red plastic bag from earlier in front of Nicole, whose eyes widen slightly at the sudden gift. She opens it and pulls out the bottle of honey lemon tea, a grateful smile ghosting across her lips.

“Don’t waste my money. I could’ve used it to take another girl out.”

Moment? Ruined.

“Whatever,” Nicole scoffs, her gaze hardening as she opens it with brute strength, chugging it down and slamming it back onto the tabletop. You automatically move away from her shoulder, shaking your head at Michael’s baffled expression.

“I already ordered for us,” She informs you, proceeding to ignore Michael’s presence.

“Pancakes?”

“With bacon on top.” She nods. The server arrives just as she finishes her sentence, placing three hot plates down on the table and giving Michael a fist bump which he slowly returns, his gaze still trained on Nicole. “Here.” She shoves Michael’s plate toward him, and he snaps out of his thoughts before beginning to shovel the scrambled eggs into his mouth at the speed of light.

You and Nicole both dig into your own plates, and you hum happily at the soft, yet fluffy and perfectly cooked pancakes drenched in maple syrup and whipped cream. A single bite has you reeling in pleasure from the mildly sweet tinge of strawberries cutting through the richness of everything else. The whipped cream melts on your tongue as if you just bit into the softest cloud.

There’s only one word to describe this: Euphoria.

You blink, looking down at your empty plate, fork and knife poised and ready for more. Michael had already placed some of his scrambled eggs and toast on Nicole’s plate in exchange for some of her pancakes, taking the last bite with a satisfied smile.

She pops a lozenge into her mouth, glancing briefly at the flavour before sticking out her tongue. “Lime?”

“The superior lozenge flavour of them all.” You nod, taking one for yourself before handing the server twenty five dollars. He takes it with a smile, waving goodbye to all three of you as you exit. “I think it’s about a ten minute walk from here.” You pull out your phone to check, Michael absentmindedly taking the cardigan you hand to him once more.

“This way.” Nicole instructs, navigating through the streets without worry. A short while later, you stop in front of a tall building, relishing the moment of shade it provides, shielding you all from the sun.

Right. This is it.

You take a deep breath, straightening your top and posture, adjusting your jeans and subtly checking your reflection.

“You coming or what?” Michael calls out, raising a brow at your strange behaviour. Nicole is already inside, talking with the receptionist. You plaster a smile on your face, trying to push aside the sudden nerves that have your palms clammy with sweat.

“Coming!” You reply cheerfully, though you're feeling anything but. This is the moment you finally meet the elusive Miles Morales. Not as Ray Paynt, not as his kidnapper, but as you.

You, your raw, unfiltered self. You with your trusty sketchbook that doubled as a weapon in times of need. You, with the very contract that basically had freaking spiderman bound to you stored safely in the locked drawer of your bedside table.

Everything will be fine, you reassure yourself, though your smile is uneasy as you grab the bowling shoes Nicole hands to you. You can’t help the way your gaze darts around as if being chased, trying to spot him before he has the chance to find you.

“Yo,” Michael greets a group of people clustered together, and you grin when one of them holds up his fist for a fist bump. You tap it lightly with your palm, grinning at them.

“Glad you could make it,” Ally says happily, taking your bag and placing it on the bench. She holds out her arms, the many bangles dangling on it making a little jingling sound as she waits for a hug. You wrap your arms around her briefly, pulling away with a hug smile.

“You kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world.” You reply enthusiastically, noticing a stray fleck of dust on her cheek and using your thumb to gently wipe it away before looking around to see who else had arrived.

“I wonder why.” Michael says sarcastically, narrowly making his escape by darting away to the snack counter with Jeremy who snickers under his breath, giving him a fist bump.

“Where’s Morales?” You overhear Nicole asking, pulling out your phone to check the time. “He’s late. He better be coming, or I’m gonna drag his ass here.”

“You called?”

Oh. Oh no. Not now. Hide. You need to hide.

“Hey guys,” Miles says, giving an ecstatic Ally and nonchalant Geoff a quick hug each and pretending to block Nicole’s punches with a playful grin. “What’s good…?” His smile fades once his eyes land on you, his words trailing off.

“Right! Miles, meet our little pinto.” Michael introduces you cheerfully, Nicole murmuring your real name into his ear. “She transferred into our school a while back. Fair warning though, she’s more capable than she looks.” He laughs, oblivious to the way Miles’s shoulders tense, fingers curling into a fist as they rest at his sides.

“Yeah, I know.” Miles mutters under his breath.

“Bless up,” You greet weakly with a small smile, your high five going unreciprocated. You awkwardly lift your other hand up, high-fiving yourself instead as the group stares at the both of you. You slowly lower yourself down into your seat, clearing your throat and pretending to not notice how very, very tense the atmosphere had suddenly become.

Good save, you mentally compliment yourself on the sheer nonchalance of the action.

“Have you met before, or…?” Ally glances between you both with a clueless smile.

“Uh, well-” Miles spots the subtle shake of your head, “No. This is our first time meeting actually. Nice to meet you.” He draws out your name, the angry glint in his eyes enough to make you look away.

You never knew bowling alley lights could feel so much like one of those police interrogation rooms you’d only ever seen on TV. But hey, that’s what you get for manipulating the city’s superhero, you suppose.

Okay, so maybe the entire situation is your fault indeed. That much you can admit.

You look back at him when he scoffs out a sigh of disbelief, sitting down opposite you as the surprise in his eyes shifts to betrayal. You avoid looking him in the eyes, focusing on anything and everything around him instead. You’re pretty sure he’d love to sit anywhere but here, but it’s the only seat available.

Pressing your lips together, you risk a glance and immediately regret it. He’s already looking at you, arms crossed and the corners of his lips hinting at a frown. You gulp, pulling out your phone.

abuelita [ 01.30 PM ]: hi :) ?

His phone chimes with a text and you lift your head. He checks the notification, raising a brow and glancing momentarily at you.

You gesture to his phone with a sheepish smile. “You gonna get that, or…?”

bug [ 01.31 PM ]: what

You wince at the hidden bite in his text.

abuelita [ 01.31 PM ]: i was gonna tell u, i swear

abuelita [ 01.31 PM ]: i just didnt kno when…?

bug [ 01.31 PM ]: who even is ray paynt then

abuelita [ 01.31 PM ]: repeat that to urself 3x

He quickly mutters the fake name you gave him under his breath, eyes widening in realisation once it hits him.

“Spray paint.”

“Don’t you already have some?” Michael asks, suddenly making an appearance and choosing to sit next to Miles with a grin. “If you need some, I know a guy.”

“I don’t need spray paint. I need answers,” He mumbles the last part, Michael shrugging and grabbing one of the bowling balls. “Do what you gotta do, dude. But know that you are going down today.”

He chuckles slightly at that, his jaw tense and shoulders stiff. You allow your gaze to trail over him, observing every nook and cranny that the shadows of his face settle in, the lighting of the bowling alley casting a light neon that reflects in his eyes.

Your fingers itch for your pencil and sketchbook.

You flinch when he turns back to face you, locking eyes. Your first instinct is of course, to smile.

Besides, only a lunatic would get angry at someone smiling at them.

The lunatic sitting across from you suddenly stands up, moving over to grab your wrist and tug you up as well. You stumble, balancing yourself and about to question him when the look in his eyes makes you fall silent.

“Where’re you guys going?” Geoff calls out, and you glance up at Miles who makes no move to turn around.

“It’s nothing, we’re just gonna get some nachos!” You call out with a nervous chuckle, Geoff nodding in approval at the prospect of his beloved snack and oblivious to the fact that you’re being dragged away.

He finally stops at the snack counter, queuing up for the aforementioned nachos. He drops your hand and turns around with the most anger you’d seen in his eyes. There was also wariness, but it’s overshadowed by the tight-lipped smile on his face.

“Okay, what’s your angle?”

“What angle?” You purse your lips into a frown, trying to make sense of what he’s saying.

“Your angle! Everyone has an angle. Look, when you made me sign the contract I already knew this isn’t gonna end well. I thought I could’ve persuaded you to rip it up or something, but you keep somehow venturing away. I take my eyes off of you for one minute and bam! You’re gone!” Miles rants, running his hand through his hair in irritation and sheer frustration.

What happened next is definitely not your fault. Not even in the slightest.

“Are you saying you’ve been following me, Morales?” You gasp, holding your hands up to your mouth as your eyes widen in playful shock. The words and actions were instinctive, and happened faster than your brain could process.

There’s no choice now. You have to follow through.

“Do you have a crush on me or something? I mean, I’m flattered, but damn, at least ask me out first,” You laugh, patting a very, very stunned Miles. His lips are parted but no words escape, wide eyes trying to comprehend the utter ridiculousness of your very sentence.

“What would you like to order?” You glance at the chirpy cashier who waits patiently, then back at the boy who’s still clearly in shock. You take one look at the menu on the counter, making a quick decision when you realise you’re the next ones to order.

“Nachos and some popcorn chicken please.”

“Would you like the nachos with or without beans-?”

“I do NOT have a crush on you.” Seemingly recovered from his earlier dumbfoundedness, Miles hisses the last part of his sentence with some venom, hands curled into fists as he shakes his head, trying to gain some semblance of calm.

‘With beans’, you mouth at the cashier who’s watching this exchange with an awkward smile. She nods, moving to prepare your order even though there’s already staff behind allocated to making the food. You didn’t blame her for waiting to move away from this, wishing desperately that she’d take you with her.

Unfortunately, luck isn’t on your side today it seems.

“Dang, that’s too bad. I was gonna turn you down nicely too.”

“Is this a joke to you?” Miles crosses his arms. Now that you have the chance to observe him up close without his mask, it’s intriguing to see how much of an open book he truly is. His tone is laced with disbelief, and is that a twinge of hurt at the end you hear?

A hint of distress flits across his features, disappearing as quickly as it came. The corner of his lips is twisted downwards, his brows furrowing as he waits for an answer.

“I’m not trying to joke. I’m sorry,” You sigh, letting your arms fall to your sides in defeat, “I just thought that like- I just kinda- Look,” You wring your head in your hands for a brief second, trying to formulate the right words to say. “I’m sorry I lied to you about my name, okay? I didn’t even know I’d ever meet you as myself. Not in this situation, anyway.” You add the last part, gesturing to the bowling area where the rest of your friends are.

He takes a moment to contemplate your words, and you notice the cashier’s not-so-subtle gaze from afar, not wanting to be a part of whatever the conversation is, but still curious nonetheless.

“I’m sorry I lied to you.” You repeat once more, taking out your wallet in preparation for the nachos that are slowly making their way over in the hands of the reliable cashier. Miles stays silent, chewing on his bottom lip in thought as to whether or not he should even accept your apology. You hope he would, seeing that it’s not half-assed after all.

“That’ll be 8.50.” You pull out a ten-dollar bill, handing it to the cashier who places the plate of nachos down on the counter. She’s about to ring it up and hand you back the change, when Miles takes two packets of M&Ms, glancing briefly at you as he mutters, “She’s paying.”

You happily nod, spotting his slightly more relaxed shoulders, though there’s still some tension in his jaw. “Does this mean we’re good?” You ask, the both of you walking back to the group.

He pops a few M&Ms into his mouth, taking his time to chew before side-eyeing you. “You better increase my pay, and I want a full explanation next time.”

“Of course,” You breathe, relieved that he’s not as angry as you thought he’d be. Sure, the fragile bond that you’d gradually developed with him is definitely back in it’s starting stages now, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t become civil again.

Cheered up by the thought, you hand the nachos to Geoff who immediately starts inhaling them piece by piece, Tiff smacking his arm and scolding him to make sure there’s enough for everyone.

Taking a seat next to Nicole, you lean your head on her shoulder. “You good?”

“Yeah,” You nod, your eyes following one specific person who’s interacting with everyone else. “I hope so.”

It’s silent for a while between you both, before Nicole realises who you’re looking at and snorts.

“Y’know, you didn’t hear it from me, but he has cooties.”

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Mother is mothering [ 09:45 PM ]: sent a file [selfie1.jpg]

Mother is mothering [ 09:45 PM ]: sent a file [selfie2.jpg]

Mother is mothering [ 09:45 PM ]: sent a file [selfie3.jpg]

aCT on it AcT on it [ 09:46 PM ]: god ur naming skills have gotten so much worse

Mother is mothering [ 09:46 PM ]: u literally named your vacuum ‘roundy’

aCT on it AcT on it [ 09:46 PM ]: touche.

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abuelita [ 09:55 PM ]: sooooo u good? U free next week?

abuelita [ 09:55 PM ]: was thinking of going to the bowling alley again i kinda like the lighting

bug [ 10:00 PM ]: we just went thr today?

abuelita [ 09:55 PM ]: yes but like lighting and i didn have my sketchbook with me :(

bug [ 10:00 PM ]: idk hv to c

abuelita [ 10:02 PM ]: betbetbet, sweet dreams

abuelita [ 10:02 PM ]: try not to follow me tmr if u can help it :)

bug [ 10:05 PM ]: ok

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#spiderman: into the spiderverse #Into The Spiderverse #miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles morales x y/n #miles morales x you #into the spiderverse x reader #spiderman: into the spiderverse x reader

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butwhatifidothis · 1 year

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Have you ever considered, once you finish sporking that fic, washing the taste out of your mouth by taking a look at fics in the fandom you like/think deserve more attention?

Even one of my favourite sites, Cake Wrecks, does a feature on Sundays were it's cakes they think are really nicely-decorated so it's not all downers.

😭 i think i need to clear up something lmao

I already read fics that I enjoy - reread old ones, look out for new ones, write a good few myself (here's two of them lol). I read my trashy little otome isekai villainess manhuas that I love to death. I play the shit out of Hades. I play DnD with irl buds every Wednesday. I'm watching - and rewatching - episodes of the new Bleach anime, and am eagerly awaiting for June to come around to give more. I play Smash Ultimate with my big sis and lil bro. I replay VW every now and then. I play BBS and hope to finally pull the last couple Valentine's/Academy Momo's I need to have fully completed all the Momo's in the game (so far).

I already do plenty of things that I thoroughly enjoy doing - I talk about the fic a lot here, but y'all don't have to worry; I do, in fact, do things I enjoy doing lmao.

But! I do want to give some attention to fics I really enjoy! I've already talked about most of them before, but it never hurts to do it again lol. Most of them are dmcl so if that's not up your alley, well, rip, but if it is then yeah!

Princes of Silver and Gold is sooo good - and very meaty! It deals with Dimitri and Claude getting bopped back to the prologue after the events of Saving Derdriu, after a mysterious spell seems to ambush them during a moment of peace. It's has a lot per chapter to take in - 4 chapters, +129,000 words, a very dense read - but imo it never feels like too much. I've reread this a good few times actually! There's a lot of 3H's lore that's played around with and given more oomph to it that really makes the fic feel alive, which is always nice.

Be Not Proud: an absolute downer for sure, can't ever get through it without snivellin' and snottin', but it's a really touching look into Nader and Claude's relationship. It revolves around Claude's last moments on a CF run where he isn't spared - very sad oneshot, but very memorable imo.

Everyone Leaves Eventually: an interesting oneshot about the Black Eagles leaving Edelgard's side one by one as she gets more and more aggressive with her war, from Hubert's POV. Granted, Hubert is more than a smidge OOC for it to work - he's given a good bit more morality than he's shown to ever have canonically - but as a concept it's interesting, and it's a neat read all around. If you're willing to accept that this Hubert is less like canon!Hubert than he ought to be, I'd definitely recommend it!

Survivor's Burden: another one that's kind of a downer, but with a much happier ending than Be Not Proud. Revolving around the idea of Claude and Dimitri surviving SS Gronder, with Claude doing his best to keep him and Dimitri alive in the woods. It's a bit long for a oneshot - a bit over 30,000 words for one sitting - but! It's definitely worth it imo. Plus! It was part of the dmcl Big Bang that happened a couple years ago, so this one also has great art to go along with it at certain points!

to this vow, i hold fast: yet again this is being recommended by me lmao because it is beyond amazing. It's a slow-burn dmcl political-marriage AU of post-war Fodlan, and it's just a joy to read through. The one thing I'll say about this one, as much as I love it to bits, is that, hm... you can tell the author also ships Dimi///leth. Understandable what I mean by that once you read it, and it can be quite a bit annoying to see it imo, but also imo it doesn't take enough away from the quality for me to ever do anything but recommend it lol. This multi-chapter fic is actually almost complete, from what I understand! So there's that too.

seeking humanity: a dmcl AU where Claude is a traveler and Dimitri is (seemingly, anyway) the god of death, and they make a pact: Claude either gets Dimitri to like humans in half a year's time, or he gives up his soul to Dimitri. I am a huge fan of how the characters are, well, characterized in this fic; everyone is just a joy to read through! Even characters I don't care that much for (especially with how they tend to be written in fics), like Leonie and Lorenz, are just great. And the mysteries this fic has in it are also really fun to think about, with all the crumbs the story lays down to try and follow.

please give them a shot!! If they're up your alley anyway lol

#ask #anon #like y'all do NOT have to worry lmao I have plenty to keep me happy and entertained

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skinni-girls-eat-books · 17 days

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Sunday, April 14th, 2024! Pt 2 (one day NC 🥳)

10:03am: I went back and reread some posts from earlier in the week and remembered that I was doing really good! I think last night was a one off and a little step backwards, but nothing that can't be overcome again. Things happen. People disappoint us and let us down, doesn't mean we have to become hard and cold to the world.

I'm gonna stay positive and know that

1) fake positivity does turn into real positivity after a while 2) positivity attracts people, friends and that's what I would like.

Stay positive! Definitely still process your trauma, but there's so much good in life! Like that awesome feeling when you have a good day with someone new ❤️ I guess I understand wanting to start fresh with someone because it's exciting! Plus be confident knowing that you were never the problem and omg there's so many guys out there that want a chance with you, honestly things will probably get better with age.

Don't be like the boss, a whole ass pharmacist going back n forth with someone beneath him, petty drama, stress and emotional turmoil. I don't want that life, it's bad for your physical body. When I think about the positive feelings I've been having for about the past two weeks, the tension lifts from my body. I have so much to look forward to. And I can't control anyone else's actions, I can only control my actions and my emotions and how I react to things.

This door closing is just opening up a bunch new ones :) and what one man won't do, another man will ❤️ let's work on me so I can find my forever guy ❤️

I love you

6:53pm: Got home from work and I'm bleeding like crazy. Longest month of my life. New homie sounded like he was gonna come over but I think he chickened out? Lmao that's crazy 😂 Had a nice day at work, ranted to the boss and it helped me a lot. He told me to make a pros and cons list and I said that con side would look crazy 🤣 he said he does the same thing and it helps him, also he said the no contact thing is helping him a lot PLUS this man is wildin OUT like every night is a bachelor party or something and I want to be like him haha. So crazy tho he's just like yeah and then I might get back with his gf after a few months like ???? Guys are insane lmao.

Weirdest thing I have thought about today is how prude he* is. 🤔 I really don't have to explain myself but like, he has the two biggest ho friends I've ever seen and acts like I'm just supposed to be some untouchable angel is WACK. Tbh I wouldn't get back together with him for that alone, it's a major rift in our morals. He thinks he/ his friends can just do whatever but then judges girls for doing the same? Icky, double standard ass mf 🤢 this man belongs in the looney bin after last night. Weird ass said he hopes the guy I end up with has wack dick and he hopes nobody is better than him 🤣 who tf says that

I literally had to lie to this man on facetime so he wouldn't have a meltdown if I told him what I really did, getting piped in our bed by a great guy 😂 crazyyyyy flex bro, but yeah keep doing it in y'all's parents house 🥴 literally just gave me icky goosebumps thinking about that.

Who cares lol I'm glad that part of my life is over. I'm tired of looking stupid tbh. Hesitant to do a # days no contact tracker on here because ik it can be counterintuitive to think about him technically, but shit I already think about him anyway, so I think it'll be a good idea to *try* and if it sucks I'll stop.

1:10am: Going to sleep now, didn't do anything after work today but that's ok :) had yogurt and cereal for dinner and both cats are on my bed ❤️ Spent too much time on my phone but it's ok, too. I think I'm gonna do a beginning of the day and end of the day, then I can kinda track triggers that make me want to reach out to him. Ik it's stress but also ik this will help. Distractions are great, but I want better distractions than just being on my phone lol.

Goals for tomorrow: Last OSCE! Study for exam! Study MOA! I know you hate it but that doesn't matter right now, you gotta grind before you party 🎉 Study for Jesse McCartney ❤️ He doesn't want you to fail your exam 😂

Goodnight, I love you so much I hope you had a good Sunday. I'm listening to crime podcasts while I fall asleep, something I couldn't do with you here lol. Perks of being a bachelorette 🤪 Hella peaceful and everything is easy going.

Day 1 NC complete! ❤️🥳

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So sorry for the late response but omg Manny, i miss you so much! It's just not the same without you around. But yeah i'm fine. My hours at OG have been cut to like 10 hours a week. No more Sunday morning shifts. Not that i'm complaining. Its about time i get out of the service industry game, anyway. Chris is kinda hinting he wants kids now sooooo eh...The question is, how have you been?! Is it all working out how you planned? You got a nice place to live? Give me updates! Lots of lovexxx

Brace ya'self, Ish. It's gonna be a long one.

Honestly, I'm glad you remembered who I was. I miss y'all too (you especially, you're basically like my she-bro). Sorry about your hours getting cut, I feel like that's something going on with every corporation because at my job (I'm working at Nike now, retail job, customer service), I'm lucky to get more than 12 hours a week and I need at least 30 to keep up with my expenses.

I honestly have no clue how I managed to survive this long but I've been keeping a video journal series on my YouTube to look back on just in case I forget (youtube.com/22aaa).

Chris wanting a family is great! dude making big moves, I just hope that things go well for y'all beforehand because I personally don't trust this economy but if dude wants a family, he also at least has an idea how to manage it so I just hope for the best for y'all :)

As far as quitting the service industry, you have any idea where you wanna go to next? It's a big world out there and it'll drown us if we ain't prepared.

I thought I was prepared but the first two weeks I was out here in Texas, I was sleeping in my car.

I jumped the gun with this job I thought I had set up. Looking back, it would have been smarter if I just requested to come here with vacation time, checked out some things, came back to Georgia and racked up with another tax income check.

Instead, the job I THOUGHT I was gonna get basically told me that they wasn't looking for any new workers. Thankfully, I have a cousin in Houston that was cool with me crashing at her place until I got myself together.

I ended up getting the job at Nike and jumping the gun again with this apartment (sleeping in the car during hot ass August was not the ideal situation for ya boy and I was desperate).

I got the apartment around August and been using what money I had saved up to get myself situated with this place but because I got all these bills and not so many hours, I've been on edge about how I'm gonna pay for a lotta stuff.

If worst comes to worst, I can always go back home to Louisiana, lick my wounds and try again. I'm in surprisingly good shape so I can retain this body for at least another decade before my bones start to go lol.

Positive note, I've been working out a bit more, been training to be a wrestler still. It feels good that some wrestlers know who I am enough to say "hey man, you cool" to me sometimes but dude…every time I go to a wrestling show (I help out as like an usher for seats or like a doorman or something), I just say to myself "I should BE there".

The thing is I need to be able to train for a year straight and the challenge with that is just money and time. I'm willing to do what I need to do to get myself in that action, I just ain't got the money for it as much as I like but when I CAN go train, ya boy has fun every dang time.

Hoping things are working for y'all over there, really glad you reached out. I got scared for a moment lol

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moonlightchn · 3 years

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𝖂𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖞 🌕 #20

And another week as come and go! Good tuesday, everyone! How did you spend your weekend? Did y'all get to relax a little? I hope so! Anything good happen? Anything exciting? What about yesterday? I hope your week started good!

Fast recap of my weekend, Friday was great! Awesome in deed. Lix and I went out for some dinner, got the time to catch up, got to hug and kiss him, God I missed him so much. I mean, we still talk every day, but I find myself missing him anyway. It's just how much I love him. My bunny keeps getting prettier which is both utterly devastating and of the greatest blessings to ever happen, his smile is so pretty, and he wasn't wearing any make up so his pretty freckles were all over his face. 😩💜 I'm so lucky to have him. It's good to go out with him, he always helps me relax and forget about the world for a little- He's truly a blessing in my life. When I'm with him its like time stops, my responsibilities disappear. We walked around a bit too, it was a warm night so we didn't worry much about that. Food was awesome and the view is always beautiful, but the highlight was still him.

Next up, Saturday- Saturday was actually awesome too! I went to Haneullie's and Chan's house. It's good to see them doing good and so happy! I got them some food so they didn't have to worry about it, having a new born is hard work! They're another blessing on my life. Yeseul is a blessing. Do you ever look at someone and you just know you'd do absolutely anything in your power ever to make their life the best it can be? Yeah, that. She's just a little ray of sunshine 🌞 so giggly and playful. She reminds me a lot of Haneullie too, actually. Always a smile plastered on her face, welcoming everyone so warmly and sweetly. They're both particularly comforting too, must have to do with their magic. It's hard to be upset or bored around them.

Lastly, Sunday! Sunday funday they say and I made sure my little chicky had a funday to celebrate his birthday! I picked him up early in the morning and after some hours on the car we made it to a small town right outside Seoul. I made a reservation for brunch and we ate well with a pretty view too! It was nice spending time with him again like this, things have been messy and busy lately, so I hope being out like this helped him settle down a little. We went around, visited some small businesses and had fun. I got him a whole new cake for our picnic later that day too! He seemed to like it, so that's good. 😁 To close off before we had to get back, we stopped by a small fair. We were there some hours, to be honest, but hey! I got him a new plushie so theres that.

So this was my weekend! I hope yours was great too! Whether you are packed busy with fun stuff or you meet up with friends or just relax at home watching movies by your own, remember to always make the best out of your time!

Have a nice week, everyone! Stay healthy and take care.

@skz-cb Lix 💜

I'll always be there for: @shin-haneul ; @mafia-chae ; @illuminated-skz ; @babie-sanie ; caimie; adminnie; jihyo

#chans diary #cw food

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erensonly · 3 years

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Cuddle Buddies (Bakugou x Black! Reader)

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~Chapter 7: Date~

0, 1, 2 ,3, 4, 5,6, 6.2

(don't play the song yet 👩🏿‍🌾)

Waking up on a Saturday without music playing is truly a blessing(iykyk). After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you walk downstairs and you see mama on the phone.

"-es, I understand. Thanks for letting me know... Keep me updated."

"Who was that?" Startled, she turned around ready to hit somebody. "Don't scare me no more. Anyway, that was the principal, he said that you would need to move in the dorms by Monday because those damn villains are active again."

"Don't nobody wanna be there. I wanna be at home," you groaned. Plating your breakfast, you sit down and grab your phone, seeing a text from Bakugou asking if you wanted to go out later. Accepting his offer, you finish your food and go to get your morning routine started.

(this is your hair and outfit, don't like it then you can change it)

Walking downstairs, you got to find mama to tell her you're going out. "MAMA!" Walking towards her room, you knock on the door before opening it, just to let her know you're coming in.

"Now why are you yelling in my damn house?" she questions. oops... "My bad. Anyway, I'm going with out with Bakugou. I'll be back later, k?" Turning to walk away, you hear, "That's your man, ain't it?"

"Huh?" Is that really how it looks? That ain't my man... yet. "Girl you heard me. Is that your man?" This is mad awkward. How do I explain that that's my man but not formally my man but still my man?

"Um... Not yet I guess."

"And why not?" Dang, she do be nosy🖐🏽

"Because he ain't asked yet."

"Mhm.." she said looking at you like she knew better (y'all know that look you give when somebody lying) "Alright. See you later."

Big Head🐥 i'm ready

Bakuboy💥 around the corner

Walking outside, you see a car pull around. Rolling down the window, you see Bakugou. "Get in!" Opening the door, you get in the well polished car.

"Hey-"

"What do you want to eat?" No hi, hello, how are you? just straight to the point I guess.

"I don't know... you pick." (if somebody asked me what i wanted to eat i will stay silent🖐🏽 ain't nobody eating then)

"Wings it is."

"Gimme your phone," you told him. "Why? Tryna look through my search history?"

"Um... no. Don't nobody care what you do in your spare time. Now gimme it" Handing you his phone, you go to spotify and click on a random playlist. Dmx Aaliyah Tupac Biggie King Von & more

"You got taste or whatever," you complimented.

"Duh look at me. Obviously I have taste." Here this cocky nigga go.

(play song now)

"Just say 'Thank you' and go," you rolled your eyes. Playing 'I Need A Girl' by Diddy (y'all don't know nun bout that) you start to sing along quietly.

I need a girl to ride ride ride I need a girl to make my wife I need a girl who's mine, all mine I need a girl in my life

As you start to rap along you hear Bakugou quietly rap along. Smiling at him, you turn the music up.

Yo, I'm internationally known on the microphone I got it all I really need a wife at home

Turning it up more, you both got louder. Enjoying yourselves and each other. This was something you craved. Having fun with someone you were close to and had a great relationship with.

Looking over, you see Bakugou glancing at you while singing the song. Glancing back, you smile at him and continuing to sing to him, him singing back.

Need a girl that can stand me, raise me a family Go from trips to Delancey to trips to the grammys

"What you know about this?" You we're still shocked that he had music taste like this. He looked like he listened to one Nba Youngboy song and called himself a gangster. ( tell me i'm wrong)

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Finally at Buffalo Wild Wings, you both step out of the car. Starting to walk towards the door, Bakugou entwined your pinkies together.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Hot wings and fries. What do you want?" you said, putting emphasis on 'you.'

"The same thing. Wanna split a 20 piece?" What type of stupid question is that? "Duh."

Waving over a waitress, Bakugou starts to order for the both of you. "Good afternoon, my name is CeCe and I'll be serving you today! What would you like?"

Noticing that she hasn't taken her eyes off of Bakugou since you both had walked in, you grabbed his hand and started to play with his fingers.

"Can we get a 20 piece hot wings and fries? You want f/d right?" nodding, you continue to play with his rings, "and a Coke."

"Ok," she 'subtly' brushed her painted nails on his shoulder, "I'll have that right out for you." Walking away, she turned back and glared at you. Glaring back, you flick her off.

"She being mad annoying already and we just got here," you complained.

"Tell me about it. She touch me again Imma blow this whole damn place down," he rolled his eyes. Grabbing you hand, he starts to play with your fingers as well.

"Where was Mama at?"

"Boy that ain't yo mama. And she was minding her business. Why?"

"I want her to cook for me," he said matter of factly.

"Why are you acting like you've been knowing her your whole life?" you asked, laughing at him.

"Because I can. She obviously liked me when I met her."

"Oh my god," you laughed, " what do you want her to cook for your oh so fancy pallet?"

"Surprise me."

"You gotta try soul food," you gushed, " it's so good on holidays especially."

"Here you are," the waitress said cheerfully. "Anything else for you?" she asked, only looking at Bakugou.

"No, we don't want anything else," you interrupted.

"I wasn't asking you."

"But I answered. Do we have a problem?" Who does she think she is? Imma need her to stop coming for my man.

"I said I wasn't talking to yo-"

"Listen, I suggest you back the hell off my girl before she lays yo stupid ass out, K?" he interrupted.

His girl? I like the sound of that

She huffed and walked off, obviously annoyed she couldn't keep flirting with him.

He started to eat, but you was still stuck on the 'my girl' thing.

"I'm your girl now, huh?"

Looking up at you, he wiped his mouth, "You should know this by now."

"Like I told you, you haven't asked."

"Whatever."

Continuing to eat and bicker, you both just enjoyed each other's company.

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After finishing the food and paying, you start to walk towards the car, him following behind you. Trying to open the door, you feel your hand get pulled and now your back it against the door.

Pinning you to the car, he leans in closer to you. "You're my girl, got it?"

Being bratty, you decide to test him a bit. "Nope. You haven't asked."

"Fine... Will you finally be mine?" That was straightforward. Don't really know what I expected though.

"... I guess," you said, sheepishly smiling. "Took you long enough."

"Shut up," he said leaning in.

Slowly entwining lips. Lips soft and lush against each other's. The kiss getting hot, he grabs your waist, pulling you closer. You more both trying to get closer to each other, if possible.

Trying to deepen the kiss, he started to slip his tongue in, again trying to pull you closer as if you would just disappear. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you too start to deepen the kiss.

After a while, you start to pull away, still slightly pecking his lips.

"Let's go-" more kisses. "We can't be-" more kisses. "-in front of everyone like this-" more kisses. Pushing him away slightly, you peck his lips one more time and push him off fully.

Getting in the car, you shuffle his playlist, quietly singing along. He put his hand on your thigh, lightly rubbing.

Leaning your head on the window, you start to doze off little by little. Finally asleep, Bakugou turns the music down slightly and continues to drive you home.

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"Baby, get up." You felt someone trying to shake you awake. "Move," you groaned, trying to slap away the hands shaking you.

"Ugh." Bakugou got out the car, going to your side. Opening your door, he grabs you out of the car, you wrapping your legs around his waist. Walking up the steps he knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" He saw your mother open the door. "I- did that damn girl fall asleep? Here, her room is upstairs to the right."

In your room, he noticed the posters and other decor around the room. Definitely her style. he thought.

Setting you down on the bed, he took your shoes and socks off, he put your head on the pillow.

"Goodnight Pretty girl," he kissed your head, pulling the covers over your body. He walked downstairs to let himself out.

"You must really like her, huh?" mama asked.

"Yeah, I do."

"Take care of her. This is the earliest I've seen her sleep in a long time," she smiled fondly.

"But if you hurt her, I'll hurt you so bad your own mother can feel it. Got it?" Her mood changes just like y/n's. Probably where she got it from.

"I won't hurt her. Promise."

"Alright," she started, leading him to the door, " get home safe."

"Thank you." And with that he was off. Getting home, in his bed and just thinking about your pretty smile and soft lips. He could definitely get used to kissing you like that.

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i hope you enjoyed this, i will be trying to update every sunday if i can. thx for reading ♥

#katsuki bakugo x reader #mha #mha bakugou #bakugou x black reader #kenmasblackwife #black reader #bnha

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cherryhanji · 3 years

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flowers don't tell, they show

bulleted scenario. stray kids (hyung line) x female reader

genre: florist/flower shop au, fluff (idk what else to put lol)

words: 1.6k

warning(s): none (a single curse word maybe?)

description: what if you received a flower from your own shop?

alexa's note:

so hello there my friends! stay at home this valentines'? (actually u don't need a boyfriend/girlfriend to celebrate valentines. love is not only for couples! it's for everyone! have u heard different types of love?) well, i just want to give my lovely bubs here the half of my cute lil valentines' gift. and i hope y'all like it! *kith kith* (maknae line will be posted tomorrow)

just a quick disclaimer:

so i really don't have that much knowledge about flowers and their specific meanings, i just googled them (sorry) so if i interpreted something that you think is wrong, pls tell me right away. thankies!

•••

BANG CHAN

• your cutie af neighbor who highkey endorses your shop to his fam and friends, in which you are so grateful of because it really helped your business a lot

• "your flower arrangements are so damN beautiful"

• always gives a cup of coffee every morning before you go to your shop

• "cheer up! florists like you are always appreciated. Don't be sulky, okay?"

• one time you went home really exhausted

• valentines' day is always the holiday that makes your business boom a lot

• only seeing a bouquet of flower sitting nicely on your doorstep

• realizing that the bouquet was the one you made a while ago, but didn't have the clue who the person who bought this from you.

• "I know it's very exhausting, since morning, I know you'll get exhausted, so I bought this for you, hoping that it will lift up your mood and put a smile on your face."

• "keep on smiling, it makes me smile too. - CHAN"

• he's right. Definitely right. Because as soon as you read his small note, that bright smile on your face never faded. all the stress from the shop was completely removed by this unexpected gift.

• "He's really a sunshine, as what they always say."

LEE KNOW/MINHO

• "flowers easily wilt and die soon, why are y'all spending your money with that?"

• "minho, if you just went here to mock my family's business, I am happy to tell you that you may now leave"

• "Fine fine. They're beautiful, okay? Like you"

• "oh shut up"

• Minho always annoy the shit out of you every weekends. And when you say weekends, it means Saturday and Sunday because you always help ypur parents manage your own family business which is a flower shop.

• Your mother loves planting, especially growing flowers. And as a daughter of a florist, you grew to love it. Which gives you knowledge about different kinds of flowers and their specific meaning.

• "being a florists' daughter, what's your favorite flower?"

• you smiled at his expected inquiry. your classmates already asked you the same question.

• Minho is your friend for quite a long time already, though you weren't surprised he asked this question, but what's surprising is he asked you about this just now.

• "I actually have lots of them. truthfully I love all kinds of flowers. But I have this one thing on my mind."

• he looks a bit interested, knowing Minho, he's not into flowers, telling you that he always catch allergies whenever he stays near them. Not having an idea why he always manage to go to your shop that is full of flowers and not getting allergies at all.

• "I really love this flower called goldenrod. Aside from its cute little yellow flower heads, I love it because of its symbolism."

• "it symbolizes encouragement and growth, and apparently this flower brings good luck to everyone. Isn't it cute?"

• "Kinda. You know, rose and sunflower are the only flowers I am really familiar of"

• You laugh at his adorable confession, he's right. Most of your customers, example of them are teenagers like you order roses as a gift for their special someone.

• Little did they know, there are different variations of flowers that can really interpret what they feel

• "I heard that Camellia symbolizes adoration, am I right?"

• you were shocked that Minho, a guy who only knows roses and sunflowers knew this.

• Camellia symbolizes adoration, some people give Camellia to tell how much they adore and like that certain person.

• "yeah, you're right. How'd you know that?"

• "Google, duh. Anyways, do you have a stock of Camellias today? If yes, can you please arrange me a bouquet of it?"

• As expected, Minho and his sassiness. But knowing that he'll purchase a camellia from your shop consoled you a bit.

• Giving you his payment, you immediately arranged the camellia bouquet, your favorite arrangement. Showcasing your talent in front of him

• Which you think is effective because you can see how attentive he was from your peripheral view, making you feel a bit awkward.

• But your mind came to abrupt stop after you gave him the bouquet.

• "w-why..?"

• "it's for you, idiot. Good job in arranging the bouquet, you received a pretty bouquet of camellia flowers.

• "the flower says it all. don't ask me why."

CHANGBIN

• "The most expensive bouquet of flowers you sell in your please."

• You frown at the way Changbin address his order to you.

• In your University, Changbin is that one "delinquent, rude-looking guy from your class".

• And your first encounter with him isn't that good. Leaving a bad impression of him to you. So you were kinda surprised to see him in your shop.

• Seeing Changbin, dressed in black leather jacket with lots of piercings hanging on his ears with a colorful bouquet of flowers from your shop in his hands? nah, that's strange for you.

• "are you really this good at arranging those flowers?"

• his "lowkey compliment" made your ears perked up. You and Changbin aren't really that close, given your bad first meeting with him.

• "Uh, y-yeah? Because I do this for a long time now. So I'm already used to it."

• Giving his order to him made your face a bit flushy, your hands accidentally brushed against each other.

• You just handed his order, but why do you feel something in your stomach?

• your eyebrows knitted when he gave back to you the flowers, hesitating to accept it.

• doesn't he like the arrangement?

• "w-why are you giving this--"

• "I'm sorry if I left a bad impression to you. I swear, I didn't mean to be rude to you. I am just totally pissed off that day. And I wished that the ground will just eat me alive when I knew you were one of my classmates in Ethics."

• Hearing him apologize for leaving a bad impression to you, made your heart sank. Maybe he's not that rude unlike what you think of him.

• "Are you really that sorry?"

• You didn't know why you asked that, maybe you just liked the way his sorry and remorseful tone is contrasting his physical appearance?

• "Yeah, I really am. I hope that you accept it. Maybe we can start off again? This time, I'll be nicer to you. I'll never be that rude guy from your class ever again."

• His last line made you giggle because he probably heard what you told your seatmate about him that day.

HYUNJIN

• The classic "high school hearththrob"

• Expected that most girls from your school gave him those plastic flowers, with diabetic filled boxes (aka sweets)

• "I really appreciate their admiration. But where do you think I'll store these plastic flowers? I am not even a fan of flowers."

• "plastic flowers last long. but it's plastic, it can destroy our nature. So, real flowers are still the real deal."

• "yeah, I know. That's why you're lowkey endorsing your flower shop. Yeah, they should buy authentic and fresh flowers from Y/N's flower shop."

• Hyunjin decided to walk with you, going to your shop after school, to help your parents sell and arrange flowers. Because for sure there are lots of people visiting your shop to buy flowers. Valentines' day, people.

• "Is it okay to stay here for a while? If you don't mind?"

• You just let him walk around, his eyes appreciating the beauty of each flowers displayed around the shop.

• The title "flower boy" just fits him perfectly.

• and the way he just picked up the single lavender rose was just as fascinating as him

• "this looks pretty and rare, what does this mean?"

• "you're right. lavender rose are the rare variety of roses, and it symbolizes love at first sight."

• the smile on hyunjin's face is so genuine, and you know that someone came up to his mind after you told him what the lavender rose symbolizes.

• "great. I'll buy this one, please."

• the enthusiasm in Hyunjin's voice tells you that your assumption was right. Who ever they are, they're so lucky.

• But you think you already have an idea who that person is.

• With a small folded paper, and a bar of chocolate, Hyunjin gave you the flower he bought and picked himself from your own flower shop.

• "Happy Valentines, I hope you like it."

• For sure the thumpings of your heart can be heard already because of its wild beating.

• "Good thing I found that rare flower for a girl like you."

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tagging my networks: (bcs sometimes it won't show up in the tags😤) @districtninewriters @inkidz @skzwriternet @stayhavens @0325-net

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jarel-dot-thepoet · 2 years

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"Basketball is a stupud sport," you said to us as we were watching the game; you coming in from the garage with both hands full of groceries.

"You used to love it," I reminded him. "What happened?"

You set the bags down as our sons Patches and Cage rose to help unload everything.

"The game's just not the same," you shook your head, likely reminiscing of simpler times.

"What happened,"our daughter, Caze, mimicked me.

"When you're contracted to be the bottom boy," you said with a kiss on my cheek, as our kids put away the groceries. "No matter how good you are; you'll never rise to the top."

"I thought you were the star of your teams," Cage asked; as he, Patches, and Caze sat back down on the couch.

"I was," you said solemnly.

"Then how come you were at the bottom," Cage continued to question.

"And what's a bottom boy, anyways;" Caze asked.

You stood up, contained your frustration, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't want to talk about it you guys, okay?"

I looked at Patches who nodded his head assuredly.

I knew what I had to do.

I stood up to go follow my husband, their father, but not before saying; "Watch your sister and your brother for me Pat, will you?"

"No problem Dad," you said with a flip of the channel as I walked away.

"What's wrong with Daddy," I heard our twins ask Patches as I stepped into our bedroom and closed the door.

"What's the matter Casey," I asked my lover and soulmate.

"Sage," you said with great exasperation. "What if I wasn't supposed to live this long?"

"Who has you in a contract," I asked him.

"What if everything up till now has been a hoax?"

"Who has you in a binding contract," I nudged his nerves.

"What if I told you that we weren't supposed to meet and the only reason we did is because—"

I cut him off, adamant at getting answers, "Who has you in a legally binding contract!?"

"Coach Profit," you said shamefully with a whisper.

"Is that where you go every third Sunday?"

You said nothing.

You didn't even look at me.

"Hello, Casey;" I pried.

"What does it matter," you said finally. "There's nothing I can do about it, now."

"So this whole time we've been together you've been seeing your coach?"

Nothing from you.

"Tell me Casey," I said, no longer trying to be Mr. Nice Guy. "Does bottom boy mean that you're having sex with your coach?"

Nothing.

"Mhm," I managed. "Who else is in this contract?"

"Anyone and everyone," you blurted out, your voice so small and frail.

"Well I'll tell you this," I was sitting on our bed next to him, trying to show him that I still cared. "I didn't kill Levi Dodson, Crazy Steve, Dano Davis, and Hugo Large just for you to be 'still' taken away from me and your family."

"Hugo," you said with a jolt, standing up to pace the room.

"You have kids now Casey," I reminded him, ignoring his fast pacing. "And, I'll be damned if you do me like Dandy and leave me for another man — or woman! I’ll kill you myself."

"Dandy, Hugo;" you said back to back as if you had just discovered something.

"What are you getting at love?"

"Hugo video taped me, Coach, and a couple of the guys."

"...yeah, so?"

"So," you said with joy. "We were at Dandy's house."

"Where the great oak tree splits Acres County?"

"Exactly!"

"So what does that mean," I asked him, puzzled by his attempt at connecting pieces.

"Coach broke the contract by taking me out of Acres," you said with so much elation that you knocked over the nightstand lamp.

"Are y'all okay," our kids called from the living room.

"We're fine," I yelled back, undoubtedly. "Your dad is just crazy!"

You smiled and said, "You're absolutely right; I am crazy."

"What are you going to do," I asked my husband. "Something stupid, I hope not."

"No," you said confidently without question. "I'm going to expose Coach Profit."

"You have the tape?"

You shook your head, grinned, and said, "Tapes!"

I didn't want to know but I asked anyways, "They aren't sex tapes are they?"

"I was a bottom boy, Sage;" you said firmly in past tense. "What do you think?"

I mulled over the thought of my husband being used for sexual pleasures and said, "How long has this been going on?"

"The last day is today," your pace slowed as you stood in front of me, your waist at my face as I looked up at you with hope.

"Do I need to do anything," I wondered, always available to please my lover.

"You've done enough," he said with his hand resting on my shoulder. "Just watch the kids, take care of yourself, don't tell anybody where I'm at, and don't worry about me."

"How long will you be gone?”

Your fingers gently ran through my hair as you said, “And, I’m taking Pat with me.”

I moved his hand then said, “Now you know I’m going to worry if you do that.”

“Baby,” he said, bending down to kiss my lips. “You have nothing to worry about — we’ll be back in four days.”

“Casey, I’m scared;” I said honestly.

You kissed me again then went to our closet to pull out your travel bag.

“Why can’t you go to the police?”

You looked at me with caution and said, “Claud told us the government was corrupted.”

“And you believe him even though he set you up?”

“He tried to,” you murmured as you were packing way more clothes than four days needed.

“Yes, but you were in a coma for ten years.”

“And now I’m out and ready for revenge.”

“Vengeance is a bitter fruit,” I offered sage advice.

“Patches,” you called out, zipping your bag up.

“Sir,” our son shouted back.

“Pack a full bag of clothes; we’re going on a trip!”

“Okay, Dad!”

“You’re not going to kill your coach are you,” I asked as I heard drawers open and close. “Because our killing spree that we’ve been on is not going to win us a halo.”

“You’re sweet,” you said, now in the bathroom. “The things that these people have done to our families are heinous and it needs to be put to a stop. Immediately!”

“Yes, but killing someone isn’t always the answer.”

“I admire your soft soul, hun; but what happened to killer Sage? What happened to ‘no one fucks with my family?’”

I remembered me saying that, a state I was in when fear berated me and I had no choice to fight.

“Different me,” I hung my head in gloom.

“Ready, Dad;” Patches announced, passing by and knocking on our door.

“Coming son,” Casey said, kissing me on my forehead, and lifting his luggage to leave.

“Promise me one thing,” I said as Casey’s hand was on the doorknob.

“What’s that,” he said attentively of my feelings.

“Promise me that you’ll bring Pat back without any scars?”

I knew it was too much for me to ask for him to come back unscathed.

He looked at me, gave a side smile, as your eyes changed, deepening in color from green to blue and said, “I promise, if you promise not to kill me.”

"Bring our son back unharmed and end this contractual charade and then we’ll talk."

You smiled with a confirming nod then, you and our son, Patches, corralled your belongings and left to take back your freedom.

— Lessons of Love

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tipsydipsydo · 4 years

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Happy Easter! 🐇 [M]

Topic: You're wearing a sexy bunny costume for them on Easter Sunday!

Gender of the Reader: female

(This Scenario also has a male version!)

Word Count: ca. 500-600 words for each member

Genre: a bit Fluff; most Smut!

Warnings: Dirty Language and Dirty Talk; Petnames; Costume-Play; Pet-Play; Sex Toys; Mastubation; Kitchen-Sex; Teasing, Edging and Overstimulation; Praising; Daddy-Kink; soft Dom-/Sub-Themes; soft BDSM-Themes; Handcuffs; little bit exhibitionism; "public sex" (Sex in Garden); Breeding-/Impregnation Kink; Breeding-Dirty Talk; Mentions of unprotected Sex (please stay safe in reality, always!)

A/N: Happy Easter my Sweeties!!🐰💕

I hope you'll had/still have a great Sunday and got a lot of good food and Sweets!

I wanted to be a little Easter Bunny for you too and wrote a little smutty special! I hope y'all like it!

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Jin

You hum dreamingly to the music, that comes out of the radio behind you and swaying rhythmically your hips to the melody. While Jin is in the shower, you decided to set the dining table and cooking the eggs for the Easter breakfast.

Jin is usually the one who wakes up earlier on Sunday mornings and makes breakfast for you. You already tried your best to be a "better" girlfriend and to return the favor of a ready breakfast more often.

But you have to admit that you just love it to sleep in and you have the habit of pressing the snooze button way too often. Up to the point that the alarm clock didn't ring anymore. Maybe that's also the reason why the other days of the weeks are always a drama for you. To 95% you oversleep and only have around 10 minutes left to get ready for work and still catch your metro.

Today is Easter Sunday and as by a miracle you managed to get up earlier than Jin, to shower without him noticing and dress up in your new bought lingerie and recently ordered headband with bunny ears.

The last weeks were super stressful for Jin and there wasn't much time or motivation left for intimacy. That's why you thought Jin deserves a nice view right in the morning as a little Easter gift. Especially when you know that one of his soft spots are you in white, innocent looking lingerie...

An exited smile spreads on your lips as you hear nearing footsteps and a small gasps behind you. Seems like your plan worked out pretty well! You're about to turn around and to smile cheekily at him but there is someone, who is more than eager to get his seductive Easter gift himself.

"Is this here your way to wish me 'Happy Easter', Babygirl? You're the cutest and sexiest Easter Bunny I've ever seen...", say Jin with a breathy voice into your ear and sucks on exactly that spot under your ear that makes your legs weak in no time.

"Y-Yeah, I think so... I-I just wanted to surprise you and treat my Darling with a little gift after such stressful weeks...", you whimper and bite on your lower lip when you feel his hardening cock against your buttcheeks.

"Oh yes, Baby~ I like your little surprise really, really much! Right now, I would prefer to bend you over the kitchen counter and make you feel really good instead of eating breakfast... what do you think?"

"I hoped you would say that... because the eggs aren't ready now and need ten more minutes anyway~"

You hear an amused chuckle from behind and squirm in anticipation when Jin bend you over the counter.

"Hm, has someone here forgot to let the eggs boil right on time? How good that we know, how to use this time properly...", teases Jin and push the fabric of your lace panties out of the way.

Yoongi

You hoped, no you actually thought that Yoongi would finally take some time off for you when it's a freaking official and national holiday for everyone! But you should've known your boyfriend better.

When he "can't" get into the studio to work on his tracks without being super rude with this action, then he would take his work simply at home. Of course you understand when he has to finish a new track because he's in the flow.

But when one track is mostly finished, it leads to ideas for a new song that he has to write down in his notes. Things like this are going on and on with it.

It's damn Easter Sunday and he had left you in your shared bed at seven a.m. in the early morning to "quickly finish this one track before breakfast".

Well, it's 11:30 a.m. now and you two ate breakfast two hours ago. It's an understatement that you're frustrated. You're pretty pissed off.

Officially you wanted to be the one who got up earlier this morning because of the little Easter surprise you planned for Yoongi. You ordered cute Bunny ears a week ago and a matching set of black lace lingerie. Okay, with panties that didn't really exist, just a bit lace covers your vulva. When you tried your outfit on, it actually reminded you of a playbunny outfit.

Yoongi don't want to admit it but thanks to Namjoon you know, that your boyfriend has a little big things for sexy bunny costumes...

Planned was to seduce Yoongi with being a sexy, naughty bunny in the morning so he has to take care of his bunny girl, maybe with a hot round of sex before breakfast.

Well, it seems like you had to take care of your needs by yourself when it seems like that you're so uninteresting for your boyfriend!

Provocatively clickling with you black stilettos, you stalk into the living room to the dining table where he sits. You place yourself next to him, directly onto the table and watch him a few seconds. He still didn't give you one single look.

You growl frustrated and turn your eyes away from you pretty annoying boyfriend, spreading your thighs and grab that pink rabbit vibrator you brought into the living room as well. Only the sound of the vibrations seems to be so irritating that Yoongi is willing to give your sight a glance.

A satisfied smile spread on your lips when you hear Yoongi choke and then coughing, pulling your pussy lips apart to give him an even better view on your drenched and so needy pussy. He clears his throat before he talked to you in a raspy voice.

"Can you explain this here to me? What's that for a bratty behaviour, hm? Desturbing me purposely in my work. Looks like, my little bunny a bit attention-seeking and desperate to get her pussy hole stuffed at Easter time? Well, I think I could satisfy these primal bunny needs definitely better than this shitty vibrator, don't you think?", he growls and smirk cockily at you when he get up from his chair and comes between your legs.

He just need a second to pull his sweatpants down, throwing the vibrator through the whole room and stuffing your needy hole with his own cock.

Namjoon

It couldn't have been better timed when Namjoon realizes that he had forgotten some important papers, that are supposed to be read at signed over the Easter Holidays, in his studio. So when he head out of the apartement to his studio, you use the twenty minutes of being alone in the apartement to set and dress yourself up.

Two weeks ago you went to the sex-store of your trust which has a big, separated floor just with BDSM accessoires to buy yourself a sexy bunny outfit. It's the store where you two get most of your toys and utensils for your play sessions.

Because it's Easter, you planned a sexy surprise for your darling by yourself. Maybe it'll be not the way how Joonie usually like it... but you think, he should try new things too~

You're leaning against the bedroom doorframe, when the apartement door opens again. A playful, dirty smirk forms on your boyfriend's lips in the moment he realize your presence in the hallway. He put his papers without a second thought on the shoe cabinet and drops his jacket carelessly on the floor next to the wardrobe before he makes his way to you.

"I apprechiate your outfit, my sweet little bunny~ But to be honest, I'd like it a little bit more when it would be black lace instead of black leather. For being my cute whiny Sub, you look a little too much like a Bunny Dominatrix in this outfit...", chuckles Namjoon with his deep voice.

His lips are searching for yours when he guides you with your back to your shared kingsize bed. The kiss is dominant, in a kinda leading behaviour. It's the type of a kiss you usually like, a kiss that makes you whiny and needy for him, but not today. Today you'll turn the whole thing around!

You're already on the bed, Namjoon above is you and you're literally waiting for the command that usually follow in such a session. But you make sure it wouldn't come tonight. Tonight you'll be the one who gives commands to Namjoon and makes him beg.

In a moment where Namjoon is distracted, you take your chance and turn your two bodies in a quick move around. Now you're the one who's sitting on his hips and tie your boyfriend's wrist with leather cuffs, that you hidden under the pillows, to the headboard. Just alone Namjoon's confused and disbelieving facial expression was the whole thing absolutely worth it!

"What the fu-"

"Shh, Namjoon. Watch your mouth and behave! When you're a good boy for me today, I'll not tease you soo much and maybe, when you're a really good boy for me, maybe I'd let your pretty cock cum in my pussy. When you're a bratty boy, you won't cum in any way today and I'm would ruin you the way you always ruin me. I want to see you all whiny, sobbing and begging, my dear Darling~", you wisper devilishly in his ear.

Hoseok

You promised Hobi to bake his favourite cake for coffee-time on Easter Sunday. But what you didn't expect, that you would be almost naked while baking! You wear nothing beside this white frilly vintage apron, these bunny ears on your head, the pink lacey string-ouvert (that literally covers nothing!) and this damn remote controlled rabbit-bullet between your legs.

While you're seriously struggling to concentrate properly on the instructions of the recipe, Hobi seems like to has the best time in his life. He's sitting on the opposite side of the kitchen at the dining table and obviously enjoy the sight you give him with your barely covered body.

To see your legs trembling and to hear you whine even more whenever he turns the vibration of the bullet on a higher setting, satisfy this little sadistic devil in him the most. Especially when you're so worked up that your sweet pussy is literally dripping wet, smearing your juices all over the insides of your tighs and little pearls of arousal falling down on the kitchen tiles.

Yeah, you're so turned on it's driving you insane, but it's still not enough to cum. This damn bastard, that you call your boyfriend, knows way to well when you're at the edge to cum and turns the vibration immediately down. Always with the explaination 'to give you the chance again to focus better onto the baking process'.

God, sometimes you think you really start to hate him but deep, deep down you know, that you love his teasing as much he does.

The worst thing about this damn vibrator is that he has these bunny ears. The bullet doesn't just stimulates your g-spot, no. That would be too simple for Hobi. It also torture your clit too, when the tips of the ears rubbing sideways along your clit!

"Baby, I think you have to work a little bit faster when we plan to eat the cake at 15:30 p.m., we need to still bake it and then it has to cool down...", said Hobi in a fake concerned voice. You know very well that he just want to rush you, with the goal that you'll mess the cake up. When this happens he has a good reason to punish you even more~

You shoot him death glares in the moment you're about sprinkle a pinch of salt for taste into the dough. Well... it's unfortunately more than a pinch of salt. A lot more than that.

While you curse about your mistake and the fact that the whole dough is messed up now, Hobi sighs dramatically and stands up.

"Hm, my dear Lady? Do you know that you ruined the whole cake with your unconcentrated behaviour? That's means I'll not get only one piece of cake today and with it not my Easter gift. But you promised me that! How you'll make up for that, hm? I think that just means that I have to punish you."

"Hobi, it's not my fucking fault that I-"

"Honey, watch your mouth. Do you want to blame Daddy for your inadequate discipline? Well then, Daddy has to work with his little Girl on her discipline, right?"

With these words he takes you to the bedroom and make sure you'll be a lot more disciplined after his teaching lesson.

Jimin

When Jimin told you back in the middle of March that he'll went in a diet, you got immediatley suspicious and all alarm bells rings in your head. He promised you that's he just want to make a sugar diet over the next few weeks and with it, over the Easter Holidays, so he couldn't stuff himself full with too many sweets again during easter.

You talked a lot with your boyfriend about it, promised you that he just don't want to eat too much chocolate but beside this, that he'll keep up with his normal eating habits. But now only without a dessert after Dinner and controlling his snacking a bit more. Even the rest of the members had to promise to you that they'll make sure that Jiminie will continue to eat his meals properly.

After the first two weeks you relaxed more and more, realized that he's only on this diet to advoid products with a lot of sugar in it. To make it easier for him and to enjoy the advantages of a sugar diet too, you joined him in his plans.

But that also means to ignore all these delicious sweets for easter in the supermarket. When you two went grocery shopping last week, Jimin shooted death glares to all these chocolate bunnies that tried to seduce him with their cute wrapping foil.

That's why you planned a little Easter surprise for him on Sunday so at least he'll not start to hate Easter completely.

After you two got back from your Brunch (where the restaurant service just wanted to make a nice gesture and placed a tiny chocolate candy in the shape of an easter egg on your seat, frustrated Jiminie only even more), you said to your Darling that you want to freshen yourself up quickly and then join him on the couch.

You stepped out of the bathroom in gorgeous pastel pink high heels, a matching set of lingerie and a metal hairband in the shape of bunny ears on the top of your head. The simple accessoire was decorated with cute flowers, which makes your sexy-cute appearance perfect.

When Jimin hear the clicking sound of your heels, he turns around to you confused until an expression of complete disbelief manifests in his face.

"...because you're on diet and the fact that you can't even eat one tiny chocolate easter bunny, I thought you should be able to-"

"...I should be able to eat at least a bunny out, right?", interrupt you Jimin when he comes to you with dark lustful eyes and a really hungry smirk on his lips.

"...Y-Yes...", you answer him breathlessly as he push you roughly against the wall and makes you drown in his passionate kiss.

"You're always my favourite treat of sweet and you know that, Baby.", growls Jimin into your ear when he directs you backwards to the bedroom.

Taehyung

You bite your lower lips hesitantly as you stare through the vitreous living room door into the big garden of Taehyung's and your shared apartement. Your actual plan was to hide some of the Easter Sweets for Taehyung in the house and in the garden as well.

The idea itself is not bad or problematic at all. Just the fact that you're already dressed in the lingerie, that you bought extra for the sexy surprise you've prepared for Tae, is the actual problem. Maybe also the fact that your neighbours are an elderly couple with way too much time and their intense passion to watch the neighbourhood like hunting dogs.

Especially when the dear old Madame notices something "very interesting", "very unusual" or "very suspicious" she just has to gossip with her dear Ladies on their weekly tea-parties about it.

And as we all know, old people don't know the term "sleep in", they're always already awake at six or seven a.m.

But then Taehyung's word cames back into your mind.

"Let them talk when they don't have a better Hobby than this."

With exactly these words in your head you open the terrace door and step in nothing more than your grey lingerie, your bunny ears and flip flops on your feet into the cool morning air.

Fuck it, let them gossip about whatever god knows!

It's still early in the morning, around 08:30 a.m., that's why every breeze is still a little chilly and you try your best to hide everything in the shortest time possible. You didn't want anything more than finally run inside into the warm living room!

You're so immersed into your hiding project that you don't recognize that someone is coming up behind you.

"Hm? Who do we have here? Did I disturb the Easter Bunny at his work? ...and I didn't know until now that Easter Bunnies are dressed so sexy~", you hear Taehyung's deep voice chuckling.

You gasp startled for breath, instinctively you want to cover your body with your arms and hands. Your Boyfriend starts laughing softly and pulling you into his arms to his warm chest. Automatically you're relaxing again when you're sure that only Tae saw you in this outfit here in the garden. Beside that you also appreciate the warmth of his body really much.

"I didn't know that my usually so reserved girl will become so bold on Easter Sunday and start to run around as a damn sexy bunny in the garden, dressed with nothing more than bunny ears and lacey transparent lingerie~", tease Taehyung with his typical boxy grin.

You're about to open your mouth to explain this unordinary situation but in that moment Tae already press a hungry kiss onto your own lips.

He guides you back the the terrace and pulls, without breaking the kiss, the cover of the garden couch down. Then he sit on the soft but still cool cushions down and placing you onto his lap, pulling you into a new heated kiss. The hard outline of his cock in his pyjama pants against your own damp center promise you, what thing he's planning to so with you. In your garden, on Easter Sunday and at fucking 08:45 a.m?!

"Tae, I don't know if-"

"Hey Baby... you're the one who started this here, sprinting around in our garden just wearing lingerie and bunny ears! I think, we should give our dear neighbours something really naughty but also really good to gossip about, right?", answers Tae your concerns with a smug smirk on his lips and is about to pull his pants down.

God, this Boy just knows how to push your limits in the right way!

Jungkook

Jungkook can't imagine someone who could better fit to him than you. Your personality is amazing, you two share a lot of interests and hobbies and you're just so dirty minded and kinky behind closed bedroom doors like Kookie himself.

But he has to admit that there is something he would like to do but doesn't dare to mention it to you. You've made "not so good" experiences with it in your former relationship.

Jungkooks likes it to have Sex without a condom, likes the feeling of shooting his load right into you, marking your body with his cum. But well, the bastard of your ex-boyfriend really forced you to have raw sex with him when you wasn't ready for it.

You only have been on your pill since a short amount of time back then and you didn't felt really comfortable to have already sex without a condom as a second guaranty.

When you tried to explain your worries to him, he just got mad and accused you to not trusting him. Then he even blackmailed you that he would break up with you when you're still not consent with it.

When you told Jungkook what happened he promised to himself to not mention his kink too early in your relationship. Even when he knows that both of you are completely clean and that you're on birth control. Plus the fact, that you always make sure to take them very regulary, he doesn't want you to feel pressured to do something like that when you're not ready for it. Then he wouldn't be any better than your damn ex!

And now?

Now you're standing infront of Jungkook's bed, almost completely naked, just wearing plushy bunny ears and a tail butt plug. These ears reminds Kookie of the floppy ones of a dwarf ram rabbit. Gosh you look adorable and so, so sexy.

Jungkook can't believe what he's hearing when you open slightly stuttering your lips.

"T-Today is Easter and around this time of a year, bunnies are in m-mating season and I thought... you, as my buck, would like to breed me, your bunny, too...", you mumble and chew nervously on your lower lip.

Kookie is speechless, don't know what to say or where the heck you got the info that he likes raw sex. The corners of your mouth turns into a small cheeky smile.

"You should be more careful when you're on the phone with one of your hyungs and didn't want to get accidentally overheard... And w-when I'm honest, I actually like raw sex. Well, when I trust my partner enough and I trust you, Jungkook. I just wanted to be a good Easter bunny for my buck so bad... p-please mate me, Kook."

Oh, you didn't know until now, how good Kookie will breed his cutest bunnygirl. How wet he could make you with Dirty Talk about Breeding, about filling you up to the brim with his semen, shooting his cum again and again into your hole until it's szoozing out of you.

You'll love the way Jungkook makes you feel~

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bots-basket · 3 years

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Sincerely, Percy.

{ Y'all wanted fluff }

______ ~Monday~

Dear Diary,

You'll never guess what happened to me today! i was going on my usual bi-weekly swim with my dolphin friends Pip and Twitch- when i stubbed my toe on something in the water. When i looked to see what i ran into- i saw the tail of a GIANT robot! He was way bigger than me.. and kinda all rusted up- but i felt a little warmth in the water around us... i just knew he was somehow still alive! It took alot of tugging and pulling.. but i dragged him back to shore. The marine biology center workers were happy to help me clean him up and get rid of the rust on his body. My Dad Sent him off to the neighboring facility to repair him.. Hopefully the engineering corps will be able to fix him up! ~ A Hopeful train A.I ------- ~Thursday~ Dear Diary, Good news! After a few long nights of working on him, they managed to start up my new friend! i will admit it was a little shocking to find out he only had one eye.. but little Quirks is what make us all unique right?

i was excited to meet him- But he wasn't.. in fact he seemed downright hostile towards everyone when we first booted him up. My Dad says that he's much to dangerous to be left active for the time being and they had to place him in standby (since they couldn't figure out how to turn him off again 030). I think he was just a little startled at first and naturally got defensive.. i would've too since when we found him he was at the bottom of the bay after all. I think i'll try convincing my dad to let us try again tomorrow. I'll keep you posted! ~ A concerned Train bot ------- ~Sunday~ Dear Diary, I have to be quiet since it's really late and i'm not supposed to be out right now.. Turns out my Dad was planning on having him sent away to another engineering corps so they can figure out what went wrong with the new robot.. so i guess my reasoning didn't really get through to him.. i know he's really just worried that me and the other workers would get hurt if we tried interacting with him again.. But that doesn't mean we should just ship him away just like that! I'm gonna go and try to convince the other robot that we're not dangerous! hopefully i'll be able to calm him down and then find another way to convince my Dad not to send him away! i really hope i can save him.. Till we speak again! ~ A Determined Train A.I ----- ~Update~ So. i managed to get him outta standby... As i expected he was pretty guarded at first.. but when i made no attempts to appraoch him he mellowed out a tiny bit and just sat in a dark creepy corner.. now we're just kinda.. sitting across the room. looking at eachother. I don't know what to do now. at least he isn't attacking me right..? I wish you could talk and give me some advice Diary TT^TT ~ A Cornered and slightly creeped out Train A.I ----- ~ EARLY. Monday~ Dear Diary, Good news! im still functioning. the funniest thing happened. i don't remember when i drifted off to sleep while we sat there staring at eachother- but i did. and when i woke up? The big guy had crept from his corner and LAID BESIDE ME. Even as i write this his tail is kinda laying ontop of me and i cannot move. im also a little scared that if i move, he'll wake up. Yeah he's still asleep.. i have to write this very slowly becuase i don't wanna wake him. he didn't have to come over and keep me warm.. but he did anyways. that's definitely a good sign right? Maybe he's just kinda shy.. i'm glad i'm making progress though. still kinda tired so i'm gonna take a nap.. Talk to you soon. ~ A Exhausted A.I ------ ~Update~ OP. Dad found out. i don't think i'll be able to talk for a while- gonna go get chewed out- Hopefully i'll be back soon! ~ A Busted A.I ----- ~Friday, 2 weeks later ~ Dear Diary, Salutations! Haven't heard from me in a while, huh? i bet your wondering what happened to me and that robot right? Well i have some great news! We ended up adopting him! I Even got to name him too ^^ His Name is "Click", For all the weird noises he makes! Over the span of a few week's we've been helping him adjust to his new environment. He's been a really big help to me with keeping up with deliveries and carrying the boxes that have been too heavy for me. He's also alot nicer now that he's gotten used to us. One day in the future im gonna teach him how to swim! he's a little unsure about the water as of right now, but just like i helped him find a home, one day i'll help him Conquer his fear of water! I knew he wasn't a bad bot. I'm Glad that i can now proudly call him my big brother ^^ ~ Sincerly, Percy _________________ ~ On the Next page, A Daffodil had been pressed into the book with words written under it. the words read; " to new beginnings" ~ A Single Tear found it's way down the empurata's Face as he gently closed the book and set it back down on his little brother's Desk. He Glanced up and stepped out of the station hanger to join the excited A.I Calling for him to go on their first swimming lesson. He may not have a face anymore, but anyone could tell he was smiling.

Little Did Percy know that the words his brother had read in that little book would stay with him forever.. ~

#{ detective detective; click }#{ daydreaming; drabble }#{ you’ve arrived at your station!; percy }#{ i do adore; fluff }#{ in our humble opinion; ic }#{ as legend fortold; lore }#(( here’s your daily does of serotonin))#(( hope you realize that I’m gonna be Angsty real soon ))

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chloca-cola · 4 years

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The Intern Part 6

TW: Smut train is back y'all. Oral, anxiousness, angst

Word count: 1,948

The weekend you had spent with Leon had been the best weekend of your life. You hadn't wanted it to end, but you had to go home and clean up, getting ready to go back to work the next day. Your Sunday was spent cleaning around your apartment and wondering if Greta catching you at Leon's would end up biting you in the ass later.

You shrugged it off, however, because to tattle on you would also be ratting on herself for Greta herself was at Leon's as well. She couldn't get you for fraternizing when it was her intention as well.

Part of you still felt pretty smug from the look on her face when she saw you there in nothing but his shirt. That look of confusion that melted into shock and finally understanding. You smirked to yourself as you dusted your entertainment center.

After that, your mind wandered to what Leon could be doing today, is he cleaning too? Running errands that you had kept him from yesterday? Maybe he's just sleeping? You guys had kept busy all weekend.

Your apartment now cleaner, you decide to settle on the couch and watch movies to unwind and get ready for bed.

The next day, you walked into work only to have that moment of realization that everyone was talking about you. You walk into the break room only for everyone to stop talking and look directly at you. You clear your throat, adjusting the bag on your shoulder, before silently moving to the refrigerator and depositing your lunch in it, and moving to the coffee maker, only to be met with Leon, who was smiling at you.

You could cut the tension in the room with a knife, feeling everyone's eyes on you both.

"I came to make you a cup of coffee but seems you beat me to it." You give him a tight smile, anxiety gripping your insides from the unwanted attention from the peanut gallery. Leon seemed completely oblivious to it all, his eyes locked on your face, smile still in place, only looking away from you to make sure he wasn't over filling the coffee cups. How could he ignore all of that? You were envious of his nonchalance.

"Yeah," you laugh out nervously. "Seems I almost did anyway." Your voice was shaky, as you took the coffee from him and he tilted his head for you to follow him and you nod obediently, following him quickly.

You both walk in silence towards your desk, you were gingerly sipping on your coffee when Leon finally chuckled.

"Seems we are the talk of the office, huh?" You cough slightly on your swallow of coffee, looming up at him in surprise.

"So, you did notice!" You elbow him playfully as he laughs more.

"Hard not too, everyone getting quiet like that." He shrugged, taking a drink of his own coffee. "Seems Great may have run her mouth a little. Luckily-"

"She can't go to the head offices?" You finish for him, smiling at him as you finally made it to your desk, and he nodded.

"Right, because they would ask why she was there too." You could feel Greta's eyes burning holes into your skull as you continued to talk with Leon quietly. "Well, I hope you have a great day, (y/n)." You smile warmly up at Leon, feeling a tingling sensation flowing through you.

"You too, Leon." Leon smiled, his free hand then absently reached out and trailed along your hand to slightly play with your fingers before turning and going to his own office.

"Cozy, huh?" Greta finally spoke, however you didn't dignify it with a response, you just kept doing your own work. You heard her huff in annoyance, her fingers tapping the keyboard harder, and you felt like laughing to yourself.

"So, that's how you got this job, huh, bitch?" A new voice, your eyebrows furrow and you look up to see who was addressing you. It was a woman from a few offices over from you and you blink at her in surprise. Unbeknownst to you, Leon hadn't made it far down the hallway and he heard what the woman had said to you.

"She got this job because she's qualified." Leon's voice was stern, startling you, causing you to look up at him, still in surprised confusion. "Which is more than I can say for some of you." You felt the tension rising and you grabbed Leon's hand, shaking your head at him, pleading for him to calm the situation before the higher ups were notified. He looked down at you, a silent storm swirling in his blue eyes, which softened upon seeing you and your pleading face. "Get back to work. All of you." He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze before he turned, storming off to his office.

You placed your elbows on your desk, burying your face in your hands. This was going to be a long day.

5 o'clock couldn't have come fast enough, tension was suffocating all day, everyone's eyes on you almost constantly, hearing the whispers, the looks you got. You couldn't tell honestly if the looks were out of jealousy or pure disdain. The phone on your desk rang, causing you to jump, and you sighed out in exasperation; you just wanted to go home. Greta was gathering her things and she snorted.

"Duty calls, right?" She pointed out, in a clearly sardonic tone and you rolled your eyes.

"Hello, Div-" Oh, it's from Leon's office. "Yes, Leon?" Your voice sounded exhausted even to your own ears.

"Hey, (y/n), I need to see you. Can you come to my office?" His voice held a needy edge to it and you couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, sir." You place the receiver back down and stood, adjusting your skirt, giving Greta a snarky smile, as you made your way through the halls.

You knocked lightly on Leon's office door, and you hear a muffled 'come in', and you opened the door slowly.

"You needed me, sir?" He beckoned you to his desk with a curl of his index finger, causing you to shudder at how sexy it looked. Your feet carried you swiftly to him, where he stood and motioned for you to sit in his chair. Confused you looked between him and the chair before finally sitting down. You crossed right right leg over your left, waiting patiently for whatever he had planned, and he clicked his tongue at you.

"Don't sit so proper, how am I going to get to my prize?" Your eyes widen, did he just say that? With that look on his face? Absently licking his lips, a shock shot through your body straight to your core, and reflexively your legs uncrossed and spread for him. His chair was back far enough from his desk that he could kneel before you comfortably, and his hands ran down the length of your calves slowly, before removing your shoes for your.

Goosebumps peppered your flesh at his gentle touching, his hands running back up to push your skirt up to your waist, and you lifted yourself so he could easily. Your panties slid off next, all the way off, and he tossed them up onto his desk.

His fingers traced along your inner thighs, his lips ghosting over your skin. His warm breath causing you to shudder. Placing several small kisses around your core, his breath fanning over your already slick folds, he cupped your knees and pulled you closer to the edge of the chair. You spread your legs more to give him easier access to you. He smiled deviously up at you, before kissing up your thighs, touching you everywhere but where you wanted the most attention. Your clit was already throbbing from the anticipation alone, and you lay your head back on the chair.

"Leon, please." You beg desperately, your voice trembling and he hasn't even begun yet. Just the feeling of his hands running over your thighs, the kissing and licking, the teasing was driving you crazy. His fringe of bangs was tickling you as he crept closer to your dripping core.

His nose nudged your clit before he began lapping at your slick folds, causing a loud whining moan to escape you. Your hands tangled in his soft hair as he nipped and licked your folds, teasingly dipping his tongue into your entrance, only to flatten and trail the length of your slit to flick your clit. Your body jerked at the feeling.

Leon's mouth enclosed on your sensitive bud, suckling, and your mouth fell open in a silent moan, your back arching wildly and Leon used both his hands to grip your hips and plant you back into the chair.

You were moaning his name, your whole body squirming, grinding your core into his mouth more. Who knew he was so proficient with that tongue of his? Your orgasm was coming fast and he knew it, as he curled his tongue inside you, his thumb rubbing practiced circles on your clit, your legs were shaking, tears were pricking your eyes from the overwhelming sensations, and you were right on the edge when a coughing sound caught your attention.

You and Leon both freeze, your chest was heaving, and you were whining from being left on the edge. You open your eyes to see Greta standing in the doorway, hand on her hip and a "caught you" look on her face. You jump up, pulling your skirt down, and Leon stood to his full height, using one hand to move you behind him more, protectively.

Leon used his other hand to wipe your silk from his mouth before he frowned darkly at Greta.

"Why are you still here?" You grabbed onto Leon's forearm and peeked around him to lock eyes with Greta who laughed.

"Wanted to get proof of your...partnership. I can't get into trouble now." She walked further into his office, that smirk still in place, and she clicked her tongue, giving you both a mocking sad face. "Too bad, you two are just so adorable together. Hope you enjoyed your job, sweetie."

"Fuck you." You whispered dejectedly. You knew she had you both now and there was nothing you could do about it.

"The higher ups are still here. I think I'm gonna go have a chat." You felt Leon's body tense, his arm still protectively around you, keeping you behind his frame. Greta left, her mocking laugh filling the now quiet air.

"Oh...Leon." you breath out in disbelief, rubbing her forehead with your free hand. "What are we gonna do?" He turned to face you, his index finger curling under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.

"They're gonna tell us that we can't be together." He warned you and you sighed, nodding slowly, averting your gaze from him. "I'm willing to quit this job for you, you do know that right?" Your heart skipped a beat, and you looked back at him, eyes full of incredulity of the audacity of that suggestion.

"Leon...no, you can't. You're too important here. I could never let you do that for someone like me." He scoffed at you.

"'Someone like you'?" He repeated, tasting your words. "Someone I love?" Your eyes were pleading with him.

"I love you too, but I can't let you quit because of that." He sighed, laughing ruefully, seems you two were at a stalemate.

"Well…I guess we will just wait and see what's in store for us then, won't we?" You gave him a soft, sad smile, before nodding slightly.

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The Man with the Metal Arm (Part 11)

Here’s Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Black!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Starts off real cute but gets very angsty (or at least creates a climax to angst), a few curse words

A/N: So I've been working in this chapter for a few days now and I like the plot line it sets up. I hope you all like it and I promise more will go on in the next part and especially later on in the series. Anyway, (again) hope you all like it. Love y'all!!!!💖💛💖💛

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"Mommy, Bucky! Get up! Mr. Sam made breakfast!" Lou comes running into Bucky's room and hops onto the bed, abruptly waking you and Bucky. You practically clamp the covers down onto your body as Lou bounces on the covers.

"Bucky and I will be there in a moment. How about you get Peter to help you make our plates?" You whisper to her since her face was now hovering above yours, her curls falling forward.

"Okay, mommy!" She squeals then hops off the bed and scurries to the door.

"Wait…" she stops dead in her tracks and turns around. "Give mommy a kiss before you go." She skips back over to you, places her little hands on your cheeks and gives you a small kiss on your lips. She turns back around and skips out the room. You grin at the door but turn to look at Bucky when you feel him shift. "Wakey wakey." You shake him a bit. He groans and turns over reaching an arm around you and pulling you closer to him, close enough for your longer curls to touch his nose.

"Okay, I'm up." He mumbled into his pillow, then turned his head to buried his face in your hair to kiss the top of your head. "Last night was fun." He chuckled.

"Well, it didn't start that way for me." You lift your body from his grip, sitting up and wrapping the covers close to your body. "But I guess it got better…" You roll your eyes then grin back at Bucky.

"Hey, I'm sorry about that. I-" You place a finger over his lips to stop him from talking, then move your hand to his cheek and bend down to kiss him.

"It's fine, okay? You just need to relax more before bed or something. We'll figure it out." You section off a random part of his hair and absentmindedly braid it. He just sits, smiling at you as you finish the braid. "Let's go get some breakfast." You pay his arm then get up from the bed, quickly pulling on your bra and Bucky's shirt.

"You sure they can't just wait?" Bucky turns over on his stomach, watching you as you look for an elastic headband to put your hair up.

"Unless you want a 4 year old running in on us…" You walk over to Bucky's dresser and pull out a pair of sweatpants, lifting them to silently ask to put them on, earning a nod from him.

"Good point." He reaches to the floor and grabs his underwear and pulls them on then rolls out of bed to pull on his pajama pants and shirt. He walks over to you, positioning himself so once you stood up again he was standing right in front of you. You just look up at his face, reaching up to push the braided piece of hair behind his ear, then slightly guiding his face down so you could give him a short sweet kiss.

"Let's go eat." You pat his cheek and start out the door.

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"And they emerge." You here Tony announce as you and Bucky exit the hallway.

"Mommy! You and Bucky will sit here." Lou runs over and grabs your hand leading you guys over to the bar where two plates full of scrambled eggs, sausage, and french toast sat. "Me and Peter will sit over there." She points over towards the table in the living room area. You look up at Peter who was sitting on the couch but turned around to look back at you and Lou. You give him a sympathetic smile which is returned with a genuine smile that shifts from you to Lou who was skipping her way back to him. You laugh to yourself as you climb onto the bar stool and turn to face your food. You pick up and take a bite out of a piece of sausage just as Tony comes to you behind the bar to pour you and Bucky coffee.

“Seems like you two had fun last night…” He nonchalantly comments, pouring the coffee as you both try not to choke on the food you guys had in your mouth.

“What do you- I- umm…” You reach for the glass of orange juice that sat next to the coffee cup and took a swig, attempting to calm your cough and giving yourself time to think.

"Hey, it was just an educated guess. I know post-sex hair when I see it" Tony shrugs then walks away smirking. You just sat there wide eyed, sneaking glances at Bucky who grew redder by the second.

"Sorry about Tony. He's… well, Tony." Steve comes over to you two, giving you a sympathetic grin. "You'll understand the more you get to know him." You just chuckle, recovering from the previous moment by taking a bite of French toast.

"Well, that's great to know." You take another bite if French toast. "Sam, this food is amazing." You look down the bar at Sam, who was enjoying his food.

"Thank you, Y/N. Who seems to be the only grateful person in here right now." Sam mumbles the last part and takes a sip of coffee.

"This is good, Mr. Sam!" Lou calls from the living room, flashing a bright smile towards him.

"Thank you, baby. I'm glad you like it." You look around the room at the swooning men, giggling and taking another bite. Everyone else mumbles their praises to Sam then continue to eat.

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"My next shift doesn't start until tomorrow night if you want to hang tomorrow." You tell Imani over the phone as you make your way around the kitchen, straightening it up. It was close to 7:30 and you got back from your Friday shift about 30 minutes ago. You look over into the living room to see your daughter kneeling in front of the coffee table drawing with Magic School Bus playing on the TV.

"Uh, yes! You HAVE to tell me about the night you had with Mr. Metal Arm." She coos over the line.

"You and these nicknames-" There was a beep that came over the line. You take the phone from your ear and look at the caller ID. Bucky. "Hey, girl. I'll call you back in a sec. Bucky's calling."

"Mhmm, you get dicked down good and all of a sudden it has you answering within one ring." She cackles.

"Nooo, it's not like that. He just typically texts me before-" You start, but Imani interjects.

"I was just playing! I'll talk to you later." She giggles then hangs up and you answer Bucky.

"Hello?" There was no answer so you try again. "Hello? Bucky?"

"H-hey Y/N." Instead of Bucky, Steve answers out of breath.

"Steve? What's wrong? Where's James?" You speak in a whisper, trying not to somehow worry Lou.

"He had to help me carry in Sam and then he fell out too." He spoke I'm rushed words, still out of breath.

"What? What happened?" You begin circling your dining table, pulling at a curl created by your twist out.

"Mission gone wrong. We really need your help." As exasperated as he sounded before, these final words flowed even breathed.

"Steve, I…" Your words were drawn out now as you snuck a glance out to your daughter. "Send me the address you guys are at. I just need to see if I can't get something situated."

"Okay. If you can't it's fine, but thank you." You can feel the relief from the words Steve speaks, bringing one hand to your temple to massage it.

"No problem. But yeah, text me your address and I let you know how long till I get there, okay?" Steve affirms his understanding of the plan, thanks you one last time then hangs up. You take a calming breath, breathing in and holding it, then letting it go slowly. You scroll through your contacts to find Peter, who's number you made sure to get before you left the Avengers compound on Sunday. You press the call button and bring it to your ear. 1 ring. 2 rings.

"Ms. Y/L/N?" Peter answers.

"Hi, Peter. How are you doing?" You greet, trying to make the conversation light in an effort to calm yourself down.

"I'm doing goo-well. I'm doing well. Uh, how-how are you doing?" You chuckle at his grammar correction.

"I'm doing well. Um, are you home?" You begin to pace back and forth in front of the sink.

"Yes ma'am." He answers, confused.

"You live with your aunt?" You sneak a glance at your daughter again, who was still drawing happily.

"Yes ma'am." Confusion still laced in his voice.

"Do you think it would be at all possible for me to bring Louise over there for you and you aunt to watch her? I know it's such short notice, and I would hate to inconvenience you or your aunt… May, right? It's just I was called to show up somewhere about 5 minutes ago, and they really need my help, but I can't bring Lou there and-" Peter hesitantly stops your rambling.

"Uh-Ms. Y/L/N? While you were talking I told my aunt about your situation and she said that you could bring Louise at anytime. I promise that I was listening, though." He reassures, waiting for your response.

"Oh. Thank you so much and thank you aunt for me. Um, just send me your address and I'll be over as quick as possible." You try to fight back your tears as you answer.

"It's no problem at all, ma'am. I'll send you my address, right now. Bye." You can hear his smile in his words.

"Thank you again. See you later." You hang up then take another deep breath, letting a few years fall before wiping them away and heading to the living room. "Hey," You kneel down by Lou. "Do you want to go over to Peter's house?" You end the proposition with a smile, enhancing Louise's excitement.

"I'm going to see Peter?!" She squeals, jumping up from in front of the table.

"Yep. We can get going even faster if you help me pack your stuff…" You wiggle your eyebrow, letting out a small chuckle when she is up in no time at all.

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"Thank you again. If you ever need anything, just let me know." You thank her, voice wobbly.

"No it's fine. Go help Bucky and them. Well take great care of her. And just text me if she needs to stay the night, alright." May comes in for a hug, giving you a cathartic release that you greatly needed which produced a few tears.

"Okay." You wipe the couple of tears that seemed to fall. May moves to the door giving you visual of your daughter. "Bye, baby. I'll be back later, okay."

"Okay! Bye bye!" She waves to you then turns back to the TV, using a disconnected gaming console remote as Peter plays with the connected one, acting as though she is the one controlling it. You grin sadly and go to exit.

"Again, text me or Peter if you want an update on her. Bye" May's face was sympathetic.

"Bye." You wave then turn to head down the hallway.

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You type the address into your GPS and observe the travel time. 15 minutes. You sit in your car for a second then go to your contacts, pressing on one. 1 ring. 2 rings.

"It's about time you call me back. I was beginning to-" Imani, starts to ramble but you stop her quick.

"I know, I know. Ummm, do you think you could help me with something?" You rush your words as you connect your phone to your car's Bluetooth.

"Anything. What's up?" Her voice doesn't waver.

"Bucky and his friends got hurt pretty bad, and they asked me to come help, but I have a feeling this isn't going to be a one woman job." You pull from the side of the street and start towards what you assume to be Steve's place.

"Oh. Uh, sure. Yeah, I can come help." She answers, shaken up a bit.

"Oh my god. Thank you so much. I'll send you the address, okay?" Another moment of relief washing over you.

"Alright. See you there." She hangs up, leaving you to silence as you continue to drive.

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You drive up to the destination, which was an apartment building, and are greeted by a battered up Steve, who was in a ripped navy jacket, blood splattered white shirt, and khaki pants that were also torn and splattered with blood. You quickly park and make your way to him.

"Steve, what the hell happened?!" You rush over to him and begin to examine his face: his cut and blood crusted eyebrow and cut swollen lip. "Does anything else hurt? Your arm? Leg? Ankle?"

"You don't have to worry about me, right now. The worst of us was Sam, but Buck isn't too far from the state Sam is in. Come on." He hobbles to the door and let's you in. He silently thanks his lucky stars that he only has to go up one level to get to his place as he climbs the stairs. He opens his front door for you. It was not as bright as it could have been in there with the fan light in the living room still off. On the long couch that sat behind a coffee table was Sam, unconscious with a towel tapped tightly to his side and to his thigh. Bucky was on the recliner that faced the right edge of the coffee table. His eyes were closed as he was pressing a bloody towel to his side, but by the way he was visibly trying to focus on his breathing you could tell he was still conscious. Once he feels a presence in the room he slowly blinks his eyes open, showing a pained grin when he sees you.

"H-hey, doll." He groans, then slowly flutters his eyes shut again.

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Beguiled Recap

Every year writing these gets harder. Because I can only go to con about once a year it ends up feeling less like a normal convention and more like visiting a town where you grew up. There are so many people to see and they've often changed so much since you've last seen them. People have broken up, people have gotten closer, people have gotten more connected to the community at large, people have started or ended a conflict, people have exciting changes in their real life, people have joined, people have brought their friends, some people aren't there. You’ve drifted apart, you’ve drifted together. It's dizzying taking in the new dynamics and just feeling really connected and disconnected at once. There are quite a few hypnofolks that I would happily spend an entire weekend with one on one so it's hard to split time and attention to connect to everyone that I really, really want to spend time with. There are always a ton of people who seem awesome and who I would really like to know better but probably never will. So many hypnokinksters are magnetic to me- I try not to get pulled so hard that I end up drained of energy or time or behave unkindly to folks I'm already committed to*.

It's a balance.

I fuck it up.

We all do- there's probably no way to be connected meaningfully to a plethora of people and not fuck up the balance of time and energy. But- one of the things I'm most happy about from this weekend is that I got to spend at least a little time with a bunch of people who I feel connected to and who I really care about. I hope others had a similar experience (as loose and fast and chaotic as it all can be).

TMI ABOUT MY FUCKING FEELINGS (aka the skippable part):

- I’ve had a rough 2019 in terms of mental health and I was really worried about con leaving me worse off (like it did last year). I was trying to be really mindful about eating and sleeping enough as well as not over-committing myself. I had the full range of difficult experiences and emotions for bits of time- tired, lonely, rejected, jealous, angry, sad, guilty, ashamed- but I never quite felt like I fell into a hole that I couldn’t get out of. I had a bit more fight in me this time. I don’t know quite where that came from but I’d take riled up over despair any day. I generally only really get to hang out with hypnokinksters once a year - I’m glad I could fight to stay present for it.

-I felt more toppy this con than I have in a while- sometimes in low-key ways and sometimes in ways that felt much more aggressive than I’ve experienced in a while. I’ve had a lot of times recently where topping felt inauthentic and hard- like I was pathetically pretending at something I’m not talented enough to achieve. (Hell, I felt like that for most of Heart of Texas.) It’s hard to reconcile the helplessness of depression with a good confident hypnotist headspace. It was nice to get back into an extended toppy groove this weekend. Thanks to everyone who was nice to me around this and who was excited to see that side of me.

A Jangled Tangle of What I Did (In Roughly Chronological Order):

My con was much more about connecting with individuals than doing big public things that would make an interesting recap. I'm going to write some details below but they'll be really vague. If you think I'm talking about to I probably am. :) :

-Topping is for Everyone was so good. Excellent participation and beautifully given. I’m so happy about how it went- and would love to actually join you next year (if you want to do it again).

-Playing around with visual hallucinations and just hanging out for a bit during a con that I know was busy for you. Hopefully helping a bit? I’m happy for all of the positive things you experienced this weekend and all the support you received. :)

-Thank you for the picture. It's beautiful. :)

-A rude interruption of my nap. Harumph. :P Clearly I hated it.

-Not bringing nearly enough clean clothes.

-Femme flirt had some problems this year but I'm still very happy about it as an event and grateful to everyone who came out. Thank you to @daja-the-hypnokitten and @sex-obsessed-lesbian for co-organizing.

- I've already talked to you about this scene but- I like you so much. :) Light sensitized touch (especially lip touching) and just the perfect tone. Also fun with blankness. Additionally- lots of random little talk and play throughout the weekend. You're the best and just being around you always fills me with happiness.

- Thanks for letting me cuddle with y'all. :) Sorry I was half-asleep.

- Demo bottoming for Setting Your Subject Up for Success. I've been through this class 3 or 4 times now and have learned something every time. It's such a useful class and so well taught. @sex-obsessed-lesbian has an amazing style that I always really really enjoy.

- Getting lunch and catching up.:) Also getting some time to do mutual "I like you" trances and play with rope. (Rope! Who knew you were so kinky! :P ) Also co-topping! Twice! :) That was fun. I know schedules are weird and you've got a lot of stuff going on but- I want you in my life as much as you're reasonably able to be there? Don't be a stranger. :)

- Also- hey thank you for thinking of me as a co-top! I enjoyed it a lot- and you have lovely reactions. I hope your weekend ended up being everything you hoped for. It looked like you were having tons of fun! :)

- Fear Play Lounge- I never thought I'd be particularly interested in doing fear play but the opportunity came up to join a fear play group before con and- apparently I've been storing ideas because all of a sudden I could think of a ton of things I wanted to try. I still don't think of fear play as being particularly sexy, necessarily, but kind of fascinating and really fun to think about logistically. (I may have a logistics kink.) Had a very sexy Killing Eve inspired scene, did kind of a two parter brain parasite/helpless passenger thing (HOOOOOT- you were a beautiful partner), and did a Madoka Magica-inspired soul gem scene. All were VERY fun- some of the favorite things I did at con with fabulous scene partners. I also loved watching what other people were doing and their mutual creativity (like in the “bugs on the floor” scene). Thank you to everyone from the lab for making such a cool atmosphere and especially to my scene partners for letting me experiment with something new.

-More unexpected co-topping was unexpected! But nice! (Not always co- but- sequential topping?) I'm sorry for crashing y’alls time together (I didn’t quite realize that’s what I was doing)- but was really glad I got to spend more time with both of you and do some light casual trancing. Y'all are cute. :)

- Nice deep trance with some fun cleverness around finding My Unconscious. Have I told you recently how much I love your voice when it gets soft and gentle like that? Mmmm. Also hot mirror things with a little bit of switchiness. Love you. ♥️ You're incredible.

-Dinner and a scene :) Thank you for finally letting me take you out. And- hmmm- boots. Deconstruction. Fuzzing out the unimportant words and thoughts. That thing where you do something so attractively that I have to see it over and over again. So grateful for you and your trust and your friendship. Thank you. (Also for Tuesday morning was an additional, unexpected hotness. Don’t think I haven’t gone back and reread or that I don’t have plans. It doesn’t really matter which thoughts are originally mine and which are originally yours when yours will all eventually be mine anyways, right? )

-Didn’t think so

-You probably shouldn’t think about that too much either, hmm? <3

- Killing Eve things again! That was my second scene with no hypnosis (you know, -ish) and it was different but really exciting to do. You’re devastatingly hot. Still trying to decide between doing and being done to- being a switch is confusing. :P Thank you for asking me and for taking time for me and for trusting me with something a little dark-feeling (and also for the beautiful dress). Let’s do more of all the things, yeah?

-It was lovely seeing you look adorable in pretty dresses all weekend. I was so happy about our gentle and fun Sunday morning scene. I really liked your happy purr- and I had a happy purry feeling myself after we were done. Thank you! :)

-Don’t Drop Yet was such a fun class to participate in. I’m glad that I actually made it this time. Y’all are great. :) I still haven’t figured out quite how resistance play works for me as a bottom but it’s a fun thing to explore.

- Teasy fuzzy handcuff things were really fun. :) I didn’t do a lot of concentrated bottoming during con (see above re: headspace) but I’m glad I got some of that time in with you. I also appreciate your care and concern later in the weekend. Things work themselves out- but I appreciate you thinking about me. I won’t tell anyone how sweet you are (who doesn’t already know). :P

-Thanks for going to dinner with me. :) I did genuinely enjoy hearing your thoughts and theories. Also- I think i owe you a text message and an amnesia rant (which I also apparently owe to @daja-the-hypnokitten and @spiralturquoise). Thank you for taking out the time to spend with me.

- @sebsteerpike- I really like talking with you. I just want to note that here. Consider it officially noted. :)

- Sunday night didn’t turn out exactly like I planned, but the positive side of that was that I got to see a socialize with several people I hadn’t really seen all weekend (and some since my first con). Also got to be a “victim” of my own breast induction (and see it done way better). Also had someone tell me I would make a wonderful vampire- which is the True and Proper way to flirt with me. Thank you. :)

- Thanks for lunch on Monday. Like I said- it was an absolutely perfect way to end the con. And- I’m so so excited for you- both the adventures you've had and the ones you’re about to have. :)

- Thanks for letting me hang out a bit in y’alls room on Monday. You’re both lovely. Also re: sliding into my DMs- yes please? I know mutual time/energy is a thing (especially during con) but- could be fun. :)

- @ultinath made me blush randomly all weekend. Again. I am working up an absolutely devastating counter-flirt that you will be helpless against when we next meet. Beware.

-Concom did an amazing job. I don’t know Tumblrs but- thanks! :)

-If I saw you this weekend, you added to my experience and I really valued the time we spent together. This is a not-at-all comprehensive list but: @ab0ut---blank, @andsleep @arihi, @brainbound @bylineloislane, @carneggyblog, @dancercoder, @daja-the-hypnokitten, @darthkyra @enscenic,@hypnoricebunny @hypnoobiwan @lily-ackerman, @kitty-sylvie @jungle4566@minddiver @hypno-moon-gazer @mr-ackerman, @ragezdasta @sebsteerpike, @sex-obsessed-lesbian @spiralturquoise @silentstream9@ultinath @zanydanger @a lot of y’all in the fear play room that I don’t know the Tumblrs of @also a lot of you femme flirters @everyone I’m leaving out. Thank you for being in my life.

*And "committed to" does not just mean romantic here but- generally if we interact frequently I'm committed to our relationship in the way that we have it

#beguiled #also I loved the Bewitched theme #a theme after my own heart

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Life Update:

I have been away for a BIT but a lot has happened since then. Aside from some crazy energy shifts (some early spooky spirit-level vibes coming from Pluto coming out of Retrograde on the 3rd) having wild vivid dreams and bizarre experiences, there's some that took the cake and also I needed some time to just be quiet and spend my little free time not chatting to anyone or being online.

Anyway a story I wanted to share is the on going saga with that rich man who spent his years saving and conserving a rain forest in Tanzania. We met on Autumn's Eve to discuss his project he was trying to raise money for. He is going through a lot right now cause it's his second Saturn return and this huge farm he owns in Tanzania that he made a shit ton of money from is falling apart due to climate change and corruption. It turns out this man has dabbled in/has interest in the occult (as all bored white rich people do) and was interested in my craft. He's an American born and raised in Louisiana that moved to NYC for a while to write for a magazine, had some wild experiences with a vodou church there and moved to England when he got married but now has been divorced for like 17 years and is still not over it. Anyway I felt comfortable opening up about my practice and that evening anyway I was going to go to a friend's house to do some autumn eve magic and had some stuff in my bag. So he asked for a tarot reading for insight in his future and we like hang out in Hyde park which is GORGEOUS in fall colors right now and I do a reading for him. This is the beginning of a very long story so if you are interested in reading another episode in my hot mess ass life, get a nice cup of tea and click the read more lol.

Essentially we can summarize his current life as his job is going through a tower card phase due to saturn return shaking up all that foundations are weak or no longer serving him. He's supposed to resurrect the rainforest conservation project and he already knows this answer deep down inside. I am like cool that's great we connected cause I have been making a lot of friends recently that are getting involved in forest conservation or are buying land to grow forests on with native trees so its cool we created this friendship. Nice. Now he wants a love reading which I just feel reluctant to do. I already had that feeling you know when someone wants a love reading when they really shouldn't be focusing on that? Its fine though cause Tarot is honest as hell and validates my feelings. He essentially wants someone to distract his current troubles and saturn return lessons to get whisked away in a romance and dump his issues on from the failure of the farm and his divorce of 17 years he's still not over.

He's still unsatisfied so to placate him I do a lenormand reading of what type of lover could suit him now in his troubling time. Lenormand just shows someone that is ambitious and working in the same field but also a side kick. Cool so you want a cheerleader to support you when you are down that’s nice don't we all. He then says the reading is vague and doesn't everyone want that? And I am like no not at all like for example, I currently don't want any relationship I want to work on myself but if I were to have an ideal relationship I'd love it to be with someone who is a home maker, someone who is emotionally available, who's love language is like smothering me physically with affection, definitely not someone who fucks off for two weeks to months at a time to the other side of the hemisphere, but anyway it’s all hypothetical so it doesn't matter. Anyway with his lack of satisfaction I am like, look sir, next week is the Libra new moon, it's a great time to ask to find a partner that will be a great match in this trying time.

I completely forget that I gave him this information. We smoke a blunt he was keeping in his nifty dressy blazer inner pocket and I go off to see my good Aries witch friend and have an INSANE NIGHT where we nearly BURNT down her fucking apartment in an episode of ✧ *:・ﾟFire Magic Gone Wrong *:・ﾟ✧.

I was trying to make some candles for autumn's eve with carved green apples and when I melted the wax we didn't realize how powerful her oven was. Plus my stupid lazy ass left the wick in there. So when we tried to open the oven cause we were smelling the intense smoke, a fucking PLUME of dark smoke would come out BURNING THE SHIT out of our eyes and choke the shit out of us. We tried to open the windows and vents, I tried to quickly pull it out and some wax splashed out and burned the shit out of my leg and arm and I have little burn mark scars now, but with the wick in there with that heat it IGNITED there was a burst of flames coming out, My friend was NOT HAVING IT like imagine an Aries hollerin and a Fire Ablazin and the fire alarm is louder than a fucking rave EDM beat like I was trying to think as clear as possible and see if she had a fire extinguisher she was like: BITCH DO I LOOK LIKE A RESTAURANT TO YOU and so I call the emergency line to get the fire department while she fucking, just, gets a massive fucking cauldron of water and dumps it in the oven and wax is oil so you know what happens when you throw water on flaming oil it fucking EXPLODES so she's like fucking James Bond slow motion running away from a ball of Fire and fortunately the fire is out cause it gets smothered by smoke and water

...so I am like: Oh thank you mr. police sir but the fire is gone no need to come, but as my friend is still HOLLERIN in full panic mode in the background and the police on the phone still hear her Panic and is like: Uh no we are still coming..

Its a bit comical and surreal at this point cause I try to calm my friend down with some water as I air out the apartment and she goes from Hollerin to q u i e t real quick when she hears all these LOUD ass sirens. She's like.. Alex.. What are we gonna tell the police when they arrive?? I am like damn bitch why you acting like we did something contraband like its just an oven fire we extinguished it. But she was having that Black Moment of Fear™ like we were two hot mess black witches gonna have the police up in her apartment due to some dumb ass witchcraft gone wrong like I was still trying to be calm but she was like whispering my name like Aleeexx those sirens, they are coming for us!! And I was like oh my god you are panicking they are probably just police cars for something else we are in London shit happens here all the time.

Anyway the loud sirens just STOP in front of the building and she's like: a l e x... All of a sudden we hear a Bing! And its the fire department outside. We see the windows in the hallway outdoors and this MASSIVE ASS FIRE TRUCK THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING'S WIDTH is just parked there y'all.. The neighbor across the hallway opens her door to see what the fuck is going on and she was not pleased. Since her windows face the street her whole living room looked like a rave disco with red and blue flashing lights she was like what the fuck were you dumbasses doing and my friend is like ohh my god..

So next thing we knew there were 5 Fully geared firemen in the apartment and like.. Miraculously with the power of all that is good in the world there is like no sign that there was ever anything that happened?! So the firemen of course were wanting some explanations. Of course they can smell a little bit of smoke but I am like: Oh yeah sorry it was a grease fire gone wrong it was the first time we used this oven but we managed to squash it, it was just overwhelming and we wanted you guys over just in case it escalated. So one fireman is like snooping around for some further answers like: haha cooking sausages usually kicks up a lot of grease, what were you cooking? And my friend who is guilty as hell is like: its just oil but so sorry wejustletitburnintheovensosorryitwasjust and I am like taking the conversation by the horns like: We were trying a recipe to bake the apples over there (yes the ones still hollowed out on the kitchen counter,) but it went wrong. Anyway the firemen noted that there was like no damage ("don't even mention it to your land lord! Haha!" one says) and they just install two fire alarms for free and leave. So me and my friend who are Shaken from this Drama especially when after the firemen left there was no trace of like anything even happening and this all escalated and deescalated in less than an hour so we just scrap any magic we had planned that night and watch The Craft instead. Autumn’s Eve completed..

Ok so I have a blissful and amazing Mabon then a few days pass and I am back at work with the shenanigans of the weekend out of my mind and I get a text from the old rich guy again. He wants me to come over for dinner on Sunday and chat some more about the forest conservation project. I am a bit annoyed as it's Libra new moon but maybe I could balance dinner with him and go home and do some spells (balance, see what I did there? lol.) So I say yes, it's Libra new moon afterall and maybe its nice to make a new friendship revolving around helping the planet.

He's texting me like: Do you like Oysters? And I am like.. that's so random why Oysters? And he goes on about how he's from Louisiana and he gets homesick so he likes eating them I am like ok I guess.. But he's also like: let me get some Gavi (white wine) and I am starting to get that feeling of unease but I am like: I got to work early the next day so I am not going to drink. He's like ok fine.

I mention it to some of my coworkers and they are teasing me about how this old man wants to 'play in my rainforest' and it makes me want to gag. Like I am hoping that its a case of me misjudging some man like surely this is a sensible old man that is lonely and just is happy to find a friend that cares about the earth and his project? Anyway Sunday night comes and I am on my way to his house. He lives in some gorgeous townhouse off a main street. The stairwell spirals up the 3 floors of the house with exotic trees growing in between the landings and reaching up through the center of the spiral stairs. There are pictures of artwork he's collected as well as some chameleon named after him in the rain forest in Tanzania as a thankyou to his conservation efforts. I get to the second landing before his kitchen and I hear to my DREAD some fucking jazz music. Oh hell no. I immediately am like: I need to use your toilet. So I go to his immensely large bathroom which also has little trees growing in there in between the large sink and deep teal painted clawed foot tub. I am texting my Aries witch friend cause she lives around the corner like: GURL GET ME THE FUCK!! OUT OF HERE!! and she's like: Oh no baby you's in danger, let me know if you need help. So I gather my strength like: Ok he can't be this delusional especially after the Talk and the Tarot on his lovelife and the fact that he's old enough to be my dad, so let me keep the convo friendly and hopefully this will be a big misunderstanding.

I mean by now you know my fool meter is immensely high, but anwyay I go into his kitchen and I ask him boldly what's the occasion for this dinner? So he skirts the question by saying how he designed his home after stuff in Louisiana that he misses blahblah and stuff from the rainforest I am like: Cool, whats the occasion for this dinner? And he's like: You know, celebrating friendship, you want wine? I don't want wine cause I told him I need to go home early I have to work, and he mentions the spare bedroom on the top floor. I tell him I'm uninterested in staying over even though yes it's conveniently 10 minutes walk from my job but I have house plants to take care of (yeah I use that house plants excuse I don't give a fuck! lol). Anyway he steers the conversation to the fresh oysters he just shucked. So we are eating oysters, I try not to put any energy on the nature of him eating his oysters and I direct the conversation to how he came about conserving the rainforest, his networking skills and how he raised money to buy that much land and plant millions of trees. I end up gleaning a lot of helpful and not so much helpful info (I mean, it just helps if you are a wealthy well connected white man lmao), and we even talk about other interesting stuff like I get him to talk about how the stock market works, his daily routine at the members club I work at, William Kamkwamba who built the windmill in Malawi from some inspo from library books (his ex brother in law made a film about it which he suggested I stay over to watch with him, which I declined cause of my house plants I needed to get back to at home), his divorce he can't stop talking about cause he's not truly over it. Anyway dinner is nice, we eat some very unseasoned gumbo he made that reminds him of his childhood and throughout the dinner I am doing shielding energy exercises and channeling the power of Saturn to re-affirm my boundaries and practice the glorious power of "No". So with Saturn's channeled influence I am ready to put an end to the night and I am like: thanks for everything I think I'll go now, but before I go should I help with the dishes? He says no cause: It's a one-man show. I ask him to Elaborate, and instead he offers me to get some chocolate so I am like.. ok...

Anyway he is standing at the other side of his kitchen so I get up to get some and he turns around to embrace me, and y'all... it's a LONG and UNCOMFORTABLE hug complete with 1. back rubbing, 2. neck sniffing, 3. aura invading, so I pull away to ask about what chocolate it is and it's dark chocolate oh god. Anyway this is actually the beginning of the climax of the tension of the night to my foolish self cause this man who is unwillingly ignoring my discomfort has the fucking audacity to ask the question: Do you like dancing? I literally answer him with the same boldness that he asked that question: I hate dancing and never danced in my life. lol. He wasn't taking No for an answer so he decided to be like: Let me show you music I like to dance to. So he puts on some old 70s-esque rock and starts dancing alone in his living room like: Dance with me! I am like No. He says something like: I love dancing it helps to open you up. We all just got to get over our embarrassment and let loose! I am like: Ok I gotta let loose in your toilet again be right back.

So I hide in his bathroom again texting my witch friend like: S.O.S. BITCH let me come over to your apartment and she's like: Oh sorry I am in a party in north London .............. 😭

So I go out to face the mess and he's now trying to get another song I could potentially relate to so he's like: Let me play this song my 13 year old picked out for me.. Great.. Next thing my Ears are hearing is: Mr. Brightside by the Killers and I am dying y'all.. I am over it.. He is taking my laughter as an invitation to get me to dance but now with the full power of Saturn I was like: No. I am going home, I don't feel well, I have been having some kidney issues ("Oh is that why you were always in the bathroom?"- "Yeah that's.. why.. definitely..") and I gotta get up early. So he looks sad. I am like it's ok, we can hang out in the day time, outside of your home next time and talk more about the rainforest conservation. He's like, ok but before you go we have to do this? I am like: Do what?

NEXT THING I KNOW TO MY HORROR I SEE HIM LEAN IN, TAKE MY SIDES AND TRY TO KISS ME AND I AM LIKE:

NO!!

I Push him away, and FLY down his 3 flights of stairs, spiraling down his house, and he's chasing me like fucking No-Face chasing Chihiro saying: I WASN'T GOING TO PUT MY TONGUE IN YOUR MOUTH!! The fact that he said that I could feel my fucking bootyhole clench with dismay. I was mortified. I grabbed my shoes and was like.. see you around I guess (He is a regular at my job lol), and I fly down the street.

When I get home he texts me if I have a moment for a chat so I am like ok fine why not? He fucking VIDEO CALLS ME and on top of it is eating something fucking nasty and I have misophonia so I am fucking disgusted and I turn off my video (I mean its like modern millenial tech etiquette but video calls are pretty intimate or you have to prepare for them, just springing up a video chat is a bit violating?) and he's like: Oh should I turn off my video too? I don't answer.. so he does..

So he calls to essentially apologize. He admits that I at MANY TIMES have expressed that I was not interested in any relationship other than friendship and that he just wanted a friendly kiss on the mouth and it wasn't supposed to be sexual. Ok... He also says that he doesn't understand why we can't be intimate and be friends.. With my DEAD SILENCE he then fills it like: Ok yeah that's true there is a massive age gap and different comforts with intimacy.. He then admits he has a sexual attraction to me and it would be dishonest to say otherwise but we should still be friends.. I am like: I wouldn't mind being friends but I can't trust someone who doesn't respect my boundaries like I have boundaries. We end with him saying: I understand, you have your boundaries then.. Lol.

Anyway as a blessing I haven't seen him since..

It took me like a full several days later after seeing another witchy friend who asked me about my new moon libra rituals I realized I didn't get to HAVE ANY cause he fucking Eclipsed my night with his bullshittery, that it was actually my fault as I gave him an idea to use that evening to try to find a partner when I did his tarot reading on Autumn Eve but instead he was trying to use all kinds of tricks of seduction for me to be his unwilling cheerleader. Goes to show that a man can spend years of his life planting 16.7 million trees and still be trash lol.

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Other than those recent drama episodes not much has happened to me other than some resurfaced trauma and closure from years ago in college that ended a chapter in my life for me once Pluto came out of retrograde. Other mildly exciting news, I also worked my Alchemist friend's bar yesterday on Sunday for a Fungi Fest in Hoxton. (Look up her work she's Mama Xanadu she does cool shit.) She made non-alcoholic cocktails potions with spirits based with roots and herbs like damiana, maca, passion flower etc that makes you feel energized but also mellow (three spirit is one of the partners that work with her their stuff is kind of nice though you do feel like you're drinking some type of brew) and her brews were made from different mushroom infusions like one was a delicious turkeytail brew made with hibiscus and douglas fir and another was with kombucha and seabuckthorn juice and one with a mushroom named amethyst deceiver and hops. She also makes her own essences and made some mushroom essences (like flower essences but with the vibrational influence of mushrooms) to add in there. I met some interesting and Strange people like you do at any alternative spiritualish wholesome event. I met a beautiful boy who is sadly in a relationship that we vibed very hard to the unfortunate dismay of his disgruntled girlfriend and I met a couple from poland who looked like a lost boys vampire couple (one was dressed in a black iridescent latex trenchcoat with one long earring with playing cards attached to it with long hair and his girlfriend had like layers of black scarves and coat like some mori grunge style with a black bowl hat on) who were trying to convince me how MDMA is the same as medicinal mushrooms and that it's its own type of spiritual ritual now. (I was like, sure Jäan..). Now that I have had a moment to like rest and reflect, and accept that I can't save some of my house plants and my life's direction still seems so uncertain and Hot Mess I am like ready to focus on my craft again and interact with my blog lol.

Anyway if you read until the end wow, thanks so much. I hope you had a great new moon.

#personal story #get ready for another one y'all

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