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shima-draws · 7 months
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I've been seriously collecting Pokemon cards for a while now and idk WHY it took me this long to realize that Star cards are super rare and also super expensive?? And I have. Two (2) of them that I've just had since childhood,
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against my better i ended up seeing some of the clips people are posting from kfp 4 and i actually really like it
#id have to actually watch the movie to form a proper opinion#but based on what ive seen they made a lot of choices i dont love but i love what they did with the direction they took#and everything they did with the effects on the chameleon are just so cool#i feel like its worth watching based on that alone#and ik a lot of people are not happy about zhen but she actually looks like a pretty interesting character#i wish they had hired someone other than awkwafina to play her but you win some you lose some#all and all it looks like it works well as an epilogue to the original triology#like the trilogy is pos journey with body mind and spirit#and the 4th is what happens after that arc is complete#but i hope they stop the main series after this one#but i would love a furious 5 spinoff movie#or just more short films set in this universe#like secrets of the scroll and secrets of the furious 5#wow the people who make these movies really like the word secret#but yeah i can see why a lot of people feel let down by the movie but from what ive seen it has a lot of merit in its own right#but as i said havent actually watched it yet#so whos to say#ill probably wait until i can rent it or it goes to streaming bc i dont know anyone who would watch it with me who would actually want to#like i have people who would be willing to but i dont think they would actively want to and i dont want my experience watching it to have..#...to be me forcing someone else to watch it with me#and i dont want to go alone bc that would be embarassing#(unless another secret option presents itself before its available to rent or stream#which dreamworks if youre reading this that was totally a joke i would never watch your movies in a way you would not profit from)
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einsamerhund · 1 year
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Is Cap strictly straight or more open. If the latter how would he react to romantic advances from the same sex?
Once upon a time…
The Captain was wild of spirit in his youth: keen, hungering, and bloodthirsty when it came to the hunt. No snap of twig nor brush of bush went unnoticed upon his pointed ears if prey was on the mind. And, without fail or error, Hans always made his keep and fed his pack well.
Of course, he was not the only one of the many werewolves that would seek nourishment and protection for his extended family. Male Lycans of many variety came and went from the fold, all having their strengths and weaknesses; features that would see The Captain’s status solidified as the true alpha. It made him seem an impenetrable force to those of the same sex as he toted the affections of his many female members.
But one sought to change such monotony…
Erich was his former name before the change. He, like Hans, was tall, built and of dark completion. But unlike Günsch, the former had a fine and smooth face and silken blonde hair. It almost shone brighter than that of the Lycan that changed Hans initially. The only way one could describe him was a renaissance painting given life and deadly canid undertones.
To the surprise of many, he’d try to show up the alpha many a time. There was nothing he couldn’t resist challenging Hand over: Hunting, fighting, even as far as to woo the many ladies of their pack. All the while, though, only Captain could notice that Erich’s attention was never drawn to the gawking hounds around him, but to the ruby eyes of his leader.
zu seiner anderen Hälfte.
After certain nights when the pack would be gathered for safety in the long and cruel winter’s howl, Hans noticed that Erich would rest beside none but him— hard not to notice the blonde lycan’s trained and deadly talons would often find themselves harmlessly draped upon his alpha’s chiseled frame. And after many a time this happened, Hans saw no issue with it. To some extent, he even found a warmth to this furious frame’s rarely seen feminine tenderness…
Hans would have been eager to see where this bond would have found itself farther down the line, had it not been for the day that his life had changed for the worse.
Berlin
He still remembers like a painful stammer in the back of his brain all to well, the day that Erich faded into nothingness as the silver bullets sprung from the alleyways; they blasted through tile after tile on the roofs, and sent the golden ethereal wolf to pathetic howls and screams before flickering into fine trails of tapering dust. Then nothingness. Hans not only lost his pack, but his freedom, and everyone and everything tied to the concept. But now it was foreign as any other country’s language on his tongue. And soon enough, his own language would come to follow as Herr Major took that as well.
And Major loved it. He knew as the years went by, and the minutes lingered in silence on the deck of the Deus Ex Machina, his newfound Captain would bury those thoughts deeper and deeper— all for the sake of the Lycan’s sanity and fear. It was a living hell that not even the company of the Millenium members could satiate, and a prison none could understand but those that gleefully trapped him there.
If Hans had a chance to discover that side of himself again, it would have to be in the next life…
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thorinkingoferebor · 1 year
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fluffairy · 1 year
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I’ve talked to this guy on Hinge for literally two days and he just asked me out to the same university art museum where I had my first / last / doomed date with M lmfao
#I’m getting squirrely and weird again#idek if this guy is cute to me#the uni art museum thing is making me think weird things about M again#like how I gave so much of myself to him so quickly and it really decimated a lot of my self-worth in a weird roundabout way#i trusted him implicitly and told him so and he almost immediately annihilated that trust#i don’t even think I want to date right now. i want to do well at my job and enjoy the rest of this year with C and hopefully move my Gma to#a new home and then maybe I’ll get a raise and move the fuck out#i get people on my hinge sometimes from NYC and they’re all super hot and I think wow can’t wait to live my best queer life whenever I move#to NYC and finally kiss a girl#but at the same time it’s like. best laid plans ya know! but who knows what will happen!#i never thought M would be something that happened to me but yet#i truly deep down don’t want to date rn I don’t think#it makes me sad bc I’m lonely but I can’t just like give up my trust to someone like that#after what M did#it seems like everyone I know is seriously dating or is engaged or getting fucking married#and I feel soooooo behind#i don’t actually want to be married rn and can’t conceptualize that at all but I still feel like I’m behind#and like every date is sussing out if I want to marry a person (????) which is insane but#I’m crying a little bit rn lol#with M I was anxious and sad and crying all the time and I wanted so badly for it to work#i think I was a little bit in love with him tbh#and everyone is tired of hearing about it but he broke my fucking heart#and I really do think I need to stop treating Hinge as a game or a quick source of external self esteem boost and maybe just delete it#as heather havrilesky once said: I am very very young and I am learning how to live#I’ll be ok
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caramelmochacrow · 2 years
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diksdmfknvjfnbvjfdnbjfdnv ughhhhghghghghg everything hurts and suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks
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Random shower thought and I know this has already been said many times, but your desires are seriously already here. To the hundreds of asks, asking the same thing.
“If we can manifest anything immediately why am I waiting”
“where are my desires, I have tried everything”
“I have done everything right, why do I still fail.”
The other day, like any other day, I ordered a bunch of stuff online because I love online shopping and I always use the sped-up deliveries because I hate waiting. Whether it's manifesting or anything else in life, I am very impatient unless I forget about said action.
Anyways, there was a specific package that had to take more than a couple of days even with the fastest delivery option because it was from another country but I was so excited about it. Like most things in life, I forgot after like the second day because of my atrocious memory but yesterday I was like wait, I ordered this thing a week ago where is it, it should be here by now???
My mom didn’t tell me I had any packages and she usually picks them up because my brother and I get some every day. And I asked everyone and they said nope, nothing. I checked my email and it said it had been delivered days ago… I was so annoyed because I was like wow now I need to reorder it and get a refund. But before I started the process of that I was like idk.. I never deal with stuff after the law I tend to be very lucky, I rarely face little inconveniences like this so I did the logical thing and checked in my mailbox and of course voila, it was there and so was a week worth of packages that no one had been checking (my mailbox is very large and my parents have all their bills on auto pay so they rarely have to check the mail either) but usually packages are just left on our doorstep so I don’t usually check there. 😭😭😭
Anyways, like my package, a lot of the time it’s already there, maybe you can’t find it but you know it’s there like I knew my package was going to be in the mailbox you just have to know your desires are there or are on their way, like you can’t fail if you ordered it if you put the intention and know your desire will come like I ordered my packages, it will come. No but when, if, why. And once you know it’s coming there may be a wait period or whatever but you know it’s coming. So take a deep breath, calm down, your mind has misplaced your guaranteed success but you cannot fail. If it didn’t come ok refund and reorder, revise. That’s all there is to it.
Like Neville Goddard's said: you cannot fail unless you fail to convince yourself of the reality of your wish !!!This is a reminder of who we really are and the power we hold within ourselves. Just as I was sure my package was on its way, we should also be certain that our desires are on their way.
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talaok · 1 year
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Will you kiss me?
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Pairing: Pedro pascal x reader
Summary: You are a famous actress who Pedro has a crush on, and he finally gets to meet you once you get both invited to The Graham Norton Show
warnings: just fluff
a/n: I had to
"What a pair we have here tonight huh?"Graham spoke enthusiastically, making the audience explode in roaring cheers and applauses.
You just smiled as you tried looking at the crowd, getting overwhelmed by the blinding lights.
"Y/n Y/l/n and Pedro Pascal, just- wow"
Other applauses filled the studio.
"Ok so let's start with you y/n, you have a show coming out next week, two oscar nominated films already out, and one more coming out next month" he took a deep breath, feigning fatigue "You must be tired, I mean, How long has it been since you slept?" he joked, making you laugh.
"well I did work a lot this past year, but it was worth it, I'm happy I got to be part of so many wonderful projects and I'm really proud of all of them, I just can't wait for people to see them"
"well I'm sure we're all gonna love them"
"I hope so, I'm always nervous about it"
"Really?" The man beside you asked, surprise clear in his tone.
Pedro Pascal,
You had heard of him before, of the boom he seemed to have made lately, but had never met him until half an hour ago, when you briefly introduced yourselves to one another.
He looked nervous, awkward even, and you didn't know if it was because of the show he was about to get on, if he just was like that, or if there was something else bothering him.
"of course, when I go to premiers I'm always looking over at how people are reacting, if they're like bored or on their phones or actually interested, it's nervewracking, don't you?"
"well of course I do" he chuckled "but I'm no one compared to you"
He had a beautiful smile, you noticed, sweet, comforting.
"oh stop it" you smacked his shoulder playfully " you're a big deal, Pedro"
He just shook his head, still smiling softly, and Graham took the opportunity to intervene.
"of course you are, I mean, Game of Thrones, Narcos," he listed " and now the Mandalorian and The last of us, I mean you're really killing it"
The crowd cheered some more at the mention of those shows.
"thank you," he said shyly, looking like he almost wanted them to stop.
"so how does it feel?" he asked, "to be on such massive hits at the same time?"
"Well, it feels... scary" he laughed, joined by the audience
"you don't like being the center of attention?" Graham asked
"oh no I do" he corrected, making you laugh "It's just frightening at times, 
but I'm having a good time y'know, it's also comforting seeing everyone I've worked with kind of be in the same position as me" he shrugged.
"People you've worked with?"
"yes, you know like Bella Ramsey, they're also- well they're young so of course, they're new to this- but, y'know, we're not used to all this attention and it feels good to have someone by your side who understands what's going on"
"of course" graham nodded "that's true, Bella is really young" he noticed "that's a thing both your shows have in common, young people," he said, "how did that feel? working with the new generation, I'm not saying you're old, but did you ever feel left out?"
"oh, all time" Pedro laughed
"yeah me too" you agreed "there were times when I was really lost but too ashamed to ask " you laughed in embarrassment
"absolutely," Pedro said, " they have a language of their own"
"right?!" you exclaimed, happy someone finally understood you.
"yes, like, there's one term that I learned recently that's really wonderful- somebody was saying - you swerve - "
You frowned
"do you know what swerving is?"
"nope" 
"I was like oh- get somebody off your scent or something like that- I don't know - confuse somebody, and they were like: no, they come in for a kiss and you swerve" he demonstrated, pretending to be avoiding a kiss on the cheek.
"Isn't that great?"
you nodded, laughing, as an idea came to you
"We should try"
His eyes widened as he turned to you 
"c'mon swerve me"
"no, I cannot swerve you!"
"c'mon it's for science"
"I can't, I can't swerve y/n Y/l/n, that's like - a crime"
"oh stop it, just do it, I wanna try it c'mon," you said, flattered
"ok fine, but just because I can't say no to you" he surrendered
"ok" you cleared your throat, preparing yourself "Oh wow, hi Pedro" you pretended to greet him, going in for a kiss.
He just smiled, as he did, eventually avoid your kiss,
his beard grazed your cheek, and the proximity to him, sparked something inside you, something quick, but likewise persistent.
As you leaned away, you noticed with amusement the flush on his cheeks and had to bite down a smile.
He fanned himself exaggeratedly "I'm blushing," he mumbled, making you chuckle, as you rested a hand on his arm, trying to soothe him.
" So how does swerving feel?" Graham asked
"it's... interesting" you glanced at him.
"It makes me feel rude" he looked at you too now, "I would never do it, it feels- it's mean"
"oh we know you wouldn't" you reassured him.
"I didn't like it" he shook his head
You smiled, tilting your head "would it make you feel better if we did it again without the swerving?"
You noticed how he seemed to have a momentary shutdown.
"yes," he said bluntly
"oh my god yes"
You laughed softly, as his mouth gaped open.
"Will you kiss me?" he almost begged, which was funny considering you had proposed it.
"Alright then, come here" you gestured, and he leaned closer, letting you press a quick kiss to his cheek.
"there" you smiled
"I think I just died"
"oh stop it, you're flattering me," you said, noticing a trace of red on his face "whoops, sorry I left a lipstick print" you went to clean it 
"no no" he stopped you 
"please leave it, I want proof this actually happened"
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gr1mstar · 1 month
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Zayne x reader x Rafayel? Love triangle, jealousy.....
I wish you could be mine
notes: i hope you like it, and i’m sorry for the wait :) i didn’t know for sure which one should be the jealous one so i made them both jealous.
contains: zayne x reader x rafayel, love triangle, jealousy, sfw.
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Zayne has never considered himself a jealous person. He believed that jealousy is something temporary, which makes you waste time worrying, while you could solve that problem.
That is until, for the first time in his life, Zayne became jealous.
It all started with a conversation, you telling Zayne about the time you spent at Rafayel's house while he was painting. About his fabulous paintings and about the talent the man had.
Talent? Didn't he have talent? He was very talented with his hands, doing many difficult operations. Maybe it wasn't enough...
Jealousy is born from insecurities. Hearing about the time you spent with the other man in your life, Zayne wondered if he gave you too little time to make you fall in love with him. The hours spent at the hospital now seemed too long, and the desire to spend more time with you grew.
‘If I spend time with her, he won't have time to meet her,’ he asked himself.
But that was almost impossible for a renowned surgeon. Operations upon operations, emergencies upon emergencies and many other cases, Zayne was forced to take his mind off the burning desire to be in your presence 24/7.
However, this did not stop him from fighting to win your heart. He invited you to dates more often, he left work faster than usual, and his gestures were sweeter, made with more love.
Late night dinners, candles, compliments. All this made you wonder if you were interpreting the situation correctly or if your mind had gone crazy. You knew Zayne wasn't good with words, his personality being much colder than other people's. However, you liked the warm feeling that dates with him give you.
“We can stop by after work, what do you say? I heard that a new product was added to the menu.” he asked you on the phone, heart beating fast. 
“Yeah, of course. Let me finish here with Rafayel and I’m coming.”
However, after so many attempts, this Rafayel did not disappear from the story. Who was he, so important to you?
Zayne saw him a few times on TV, the man was a well-known and rich artist. He was not so wow. Zayne could recognize, the man was handsome and had money, he was tall with an enviable physique. But he? He also had money, an enviable physique and was tall. And he was attractive, according to many of his colleagues. He was also smart and knew you much better than Rafayel did.
So why not him?
‘So why not me?’ Rafayel asked himself, after hearing your conversation with Zayne.
He was hurt by your words. Now you were with him, why were you talking to someone else? Why were you planning to leave him and go to another one? Rafayel could not explain himself.
"Who was it?" he asked, looking at you, who was sitting on the couch with the phone in your hand.
"Zayne. He asked me out."
"Like a date?"
You didn't give him an answer. That made Rafayel lose his cool. The man was jealous of another man, both fighting for your affection. Is it worth it? 100%
Rafayel saw the doctor several times when he accompanied you for some tests at the hospital. He was tall, handsome and calm. It gave off a cold, robotic vibe.
Did you like this? A heart of ice?
He certainly didn't have it, his personality being the exact opposite of Zayne's, but he didn't feel like he was behind in the race to win your heart. You spent a lot of time with him, giving your opinion on the works he made, many being dedicated to you without knowing it.
Jealousy was a whore. He felt terrible, but if in the end it meant she would be his, he could resist. He promised himself that no matter what, the years spent waiting for the love of his life would not be in vain, so that he will win your love.
Without knowing it, Zayne made the same promise.
But well... When two fight, the third wins, right?
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deonsx · 3 months
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When You Ask Them To Be Tougher
Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor
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Dazai Osamu
Finally, both of you were tired and you were at home, but as if Dazai had enough energy, he climbed on top of you while you were lying on his bed. "Hmm..Bella.." He took your hands and spoke, "Pft I see you still have enough energy" He giggled at what you said and gave you a lot of kisses in the world. You knew what he wanted, of course you wanted it too, but he was always so gentle with you...like a glass that would break more than it should, but you always wanted him to treat you harder, but you never expressed it
You stopped him with your hand as he was already taking your underwear down from your leg. "Osamu..I need to say something.." the brunette, who looked confused, looked at you in surprise and the room fell into a long silence. "And? What is this? Is it something worth ruining the current atmosphere? " you couldn't speak "So you know..You're so kind to me..I'm so happy about it! I'm not saying I'm unhappy..just a little more.." dazai frowned "A little more?" You finally let out a deep breath, "I want you to be harder on me during sex”
Dazai's face didn't change, he looked serious. "Osamu?" You asked trying to break away from the silence. "Yes, my love, I understand." Dazai narrowed his eyes looking at you in a very obedient tone. You smiled at this and pulled him into a hot kiss. His hands went to your legs and he quickly untied the bra, which was the last remaining underwear on you, and threw it aside, leaving scars on your neck that will remain tomorrow. His fingers danced on your chest, while he was playing with one, he was sucking the other with bites with his mouth, then he slowly spread your legs
"Wow..a wet pussy already? Is this because of your request today?" He slowly leaned down to your ear and bit your ear. You felt his breath everywhere. "You are very naughty, aren't you? You are a naughty woman." You shivered as the cold air touched your pussy while he spread your legs with both hands. Dazai unzipped his zipper and you saw that he was already hard. This made your face blush. He slowly adjusted it towards you and gently put his head inside. It was the same as usual, but what was unexpected was that he suddenly pushed in. "Fuck, Osamu!" Your back arched quickly and you threw your head back screaming, "Nothing's Even Started Yet, 'Donna, Let Me Take This Chance You've Given Me”
Chuuya Nakahara
A shining red satin dress and blood-coloured wine on a beautiful dinner table. Everything that adorns this table is together, but for whom? Chuuya Nakahara Your boyfriend PM Leader finds less time for you just with this excuse, so you are angry with him, but is this the real reason for your anger? Not really... You always loved your night life... I also loved your fantasies in your sexual relationships, but it seemed like everything was too monotonous, everything was so simple and calm, you always wanted more from him, you had dreams, you dreamed dreams, but you never had the chance to tell him this
Tonight was a golden tray presented to you to give you that chance, you were going to do your best to seduce him, a thin red dress, black ankle high heels, a silver jewelery necklace, blow-dried hair, simple make-up and spicy perfume, everything was what suits you best, the doorbell rang and The sound of your heels echoed every time you walked on the parquet floors, each step became more exciting to see your lover's face. "Welcome, my love" You said to him in a flirty tone
his tired self seemed to recover quickly he chuckled "you look attractive darling...but all this preparation? are we waiting for someone?" you made a frown on your face "Not really...a special night" chuuya frowned "special?? I forgot an important day? that's impossible.." you giggled at his daze and shook your head no "It's a special night just to talk to you" He turned towards you while looking aside his jacket and hat. "hmm? What do you want to say?" You tried to look away in embarrassment but you had already made up your mind
"My love...I...I think our relationship, that is, our night life, has become a little simpler.." This sentence made Chuuya frown, "Do you mean it's become boring?" You tried to put it together quickly, "no no! Don't think like that...I'm just very towards me...I think you're being delicate" Chuuya caressed your hair and chuckled lightly. You didn't understand this and made an angry face. "What..what's so funny??" Your lover didn't speak and took you in his arms with an unexpected move. "H-hey!" you thought he was taking you to your bedroom but he placed you at the table with the wine "What are you doing??" Your boyfriend remained silent and slowly undressed you by placing kisses and bites on your neck. He slowly took the wine glass and dripped it from your neck to your breasts. "If You're So Shy, Then Let Me Handle İt, You Won't Be Able To Walk Tomorrow”
Fyodor Dostoyevski
Your relationship with your lover had been going on for a year, of course you had a night life, but... he didn't spare enough time for you, but even if he did, he acted very lightly. You knew him, he wasn't that type of person, but then why was he treating you like that? Your nights came to your mind... "My love, I need you... " your fingers crossed his chin as you spoke to him in a flirty tone "Hmm? You need me so much right now darling" whenever you asked him and he agreed it was only licks oral or fingering
You were tired of begging him, of course you didn't tell him openly, but you knew he wasn't stupid either, so why was he hesitant to touch you? Have you ever had real sex in your one-year relationship? suspicious...of course you didn't suspect him, you knew he wasn't cheating then why? Finally you were going to discuss this issue with him. You were really tired of complaining. You tied your hair up in a messy bun and wore a light black dress. Fyodor always came home on time, this was like his routine. Finally, at exactly 20.00 the door rang and finally
You saw your lover with beautiful long purple hair, she had tied her hair into a ponytail, her beautiful purple eyes gave you a quick sharp look "I didn't know you were waiting for me so eagerly" she let out a small breath and quickly walked in she doesn't seem to care much "Fyodor...please I want to talk to you you have to listen ?" Fyodor took off his jacket and put it on the coffee table, rolling his eyes and leaning into the comfortable chair. "What is the reason for this relentless conversation, darling? You seem nervous these days." His eyes followed you until you sat next to him. "Or is some bastard bothering you? Just tell me, I will get rid of him in the most painful way." " you placed your hands on his hand "no no! this is about you..I-I mean us"
You felt so nervous 'what if I break his trust?' you thought, "How long has it been since I last had a truly passionate night with you?...I mean..you love me but you act so gentle and untouchable towards me" Dostoyevsky raised his eyebrows in surprise and tilted his head slightly to the side. This was the first time you saw him make that face. It could have been "I.. I heard you liked such things a long time ago.." your eyes widened old memories came to your mind when you were talking to your friend and she asked you what kind of men you like and you said "Let him treat me like his goddess~~fufufu" the things you said teasingly are now got into trouble
“Oh..those were just things I said casually..” fyodor gently held your chin with his hand “just like that?” You slowly lowered your head and leaned towards his hand, Fyodor's tired eyes closed slightly and he giggled. His harmonious giggle embarrassed you and made you blush. His hands wandered over your black dress. "I understand, dear.. It's all just nonsense." He left bites on your neck and made you blush. He pulled you onto his lap and while you was waiting for him to gently take off the dress you was wearing, he caused you to tear it from your chest. "Ah..!" It caused an unexpected gasp as you took off your underwear and threw them to a corner of the room “So You've Been Lusting After Me For A Long Time, Darling...Today I'll Make Sure You Take İt All İn”
Enjoy!
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iluvprettygirls · 6 months
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NARCISSUS; self-infatuation — a guide
“ Narcissistic, my god i love it “ – IVE, Love Dive
one thing us girls are told is to ‘love ourselves’, but how do you do that ? this is a starter guide to help you start on this ‘self love’ journey–
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💋 be gentle, but strict with yourself ! sometimes, the voice in your head has to be your own big sis. working on/ practicing discipline will allow you to develop a kind of respect for yourself, which in turn, will help you be kinder to yourself when it comes to developing yourself as a person.
💋 ignore outside negative opinions ! the person sitting in the same room as you, their opinion doesn’t matter. why ? will they be there at your deathbed while you recollect your life choices ? ignore them, this is your life, and your path, your opinion matters more than anyone else's. be kinder to yourself please–
💋 shamelessly you ! show off the best parts of your personality to the world, we love it ! i like to see imperfect smiles and odd laughter, goofy actions that make onlookers go “wow, she may be weird, but if i had that confidence, i would do the same !” the biggest inspiration for me, has been random people who are being themselves so shamelessly, that they automatically gain my respect, be her !
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💋 establish your style now ! a lot of us like to wait until we have accomplished something to show our true style. for example, many girls think “when i lose this much weight, i’ll start dressing the way i want !” stop that line of thinking. i get that using that as a reward system can be motivating, but it will also make you dissatisfied with your present self. presenting your style now, not only helps you understand what you like at a faster rate, but it will give the people around you plenty of time to get used to the real you (before you reach your goals).
💋 establish your mindset ! how do you think ? what’s your philosophy of the world around you ? understanding factors like that will help you with paving your future. follow opportunities (finding your desired career,desired friends, desired school, desired place to live, etc.) that support this mindset, THAT is the true key to happiness !
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💋 enjoy the little things ! life has multiple ups and downs. when its good, its good, and when its bad, its bad. But focusing on every bad thing; thats dangerous and not worth your time. other women don’t learn this until they hit their thirties, lets listen and learn from them and enjoy the small things in life.
💋 release your positivity ! when you make people around you smile in your presence, it makes you happy as well. people will see you being so positive, that they will reflect more positivity back onto you like a mirror..
💋 have fun ! letting go every once in a while will give you motivation to continue. having fun will make you enjoy what life has to offer. No matter what position, what country, or what race you are, if you have even the slightest chance to chase the opportunity of fun, why decline ? the world is giving it to you for free !
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don’t forget ! during every journey, patience will be your best friend. many of us have burnt bridges with ourselves that we want to rebuild, and luckily for us, we have all the time in the world to understand ourselves, give yourself some time and understanding, she deserves it–
@iluvprettygirls
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moonlightsolo · 1 year
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and i see you.
summary: after finally admitting your feelings to each other, neteyam promised a surprise for the two of you. an unfortunate emergency cuts it short, sending you into your first (and not last) fight with the sully family against the rda. 
pairing: neteyam sully x fem!navi/human reader
warnings: kinda suggestive, lots of smooching, fluffy fluff, mentions of a main character getting hurt, violence/guns aka the rda being assholes
word count: 4.4k
note: i’m sorry for it taking so long to get this out my mental health is MEH rn but i promise it was worth the wait <333
part one | part three | part four | part five
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“oh great mother! neteyam, slow down! please!”your voice yelps out as your arms wring tighter around his neck. 
one of his hands grips the underside of your thigh to hoist you even closer to him, a laugh bubbling from his chest. 
“just hold on- i got you.” his deep voice coddles you, but is still laced with humor. “i told you that i wouldn’t be careful.” 
you can’t help but groan at his words, letting out another squeal when he slightly loses his balance and almost slides off the side of a branch. 
another laugh barks from his chest because obviously your fear is humorous to him.
your legs are wrapped around his waist from behind, ankles locked on his abdomen with your chest flush against his back. 
neteyam leaps to branches from tree to tree, swinging on vines through the forest with you attached to his back. 
when he told you he is going to take you somewhere special, you didn’t expect him to act like a syaksyuk. 
his sprints slow down into a jog as he stops by a thick log resting over a deep cavern. he takes a deep breath before scurrying across it to safety, over to a ladder that is nailed into the trunk and disappears up into the trees.
“what’s this?” you question, angling your head up in attempt to spot where the ladder leads to. all you can see is leaves and darkness.
“the surprise, duh.” he chuckles, bending down slightly to let you slide off his back. 
“you climb up first, i’ll be right behind you.” he taps your hip with a little smile. 
of course, the first thing that runs through your mind is that he just wants to get a good look at your ass, but you continue on. 
you grumble softly, peering up into tree before reaching out to grip the steps of the ladder to start your ascend. you refuse to glance down, out of fear you might panic from how high up you are. 
you realize there’s a little wooden trap door once you reach the top that you can push open. your head pops up inside a small room with windows, noticing a few handmade blankets and cushions thrown around. 
you can’t help but notice an open doorway that leads outside to the small wrap around platform that overlooks the vast expanse of the forest. 
once you stand up fully inside, you realize the room sits nestled securely in the branches of the large tree. 
“a treehouse?!” you scramble over to the window, looking out over the landscape of trees and clouds. wow, you’re really high up right now. 
you look back to see neteyam climbing up, a happy smile on his face once he sees you’re surprised. “what is this place?” you take a step forward to go outside, but his hand reaches out to cup your face and pull you towards him.
now all your attention is suddenly on him, and you can’t pull your eyes away. you instantly get lost in his round golden eyes. he grins down at you with his pearly white teeth, thumb gently rubbing your skin in circles. 
“before i tell you, let me kiss you for a bit. i’ve missed you.” his voice fans over your body like a warm blanket, sucking you in even deeper. 
“haven’t we been together since… uhm i don’t know- sunrise?” your hands slide up to rest on his sides, eyes scanning his face before he leans forward to shut you up.
every time you kiss him it feels like the first time. as if he knows your body like the back of his hand, like he’s been kissing you for decades. 
one of his hands finds solace in the dip of your waist. he gently squeezes the soft flesh there as the other angles your face up by pressing on your jaw, “you’re just so…amazing.” you mumble into the kiss, which makes him chuckle. 
something deep in neteyam’s chest constricts, your simple words have such an effect on him. 
something rather primal overtakes his senses, making him press forward to deepen the kiss even more. your feet stumble backwards from the increased force until your back is pressed against the wooden wall. he pulls back slightly to take a deep breath before coming back to kiss you with even more fervor.  
a hand slides down from your side, over the swell of your ass and to the back of your thigh. he easily lifts you up to his height, bringing your entire body in the air so your legs could wrap around his narrow hips. 
you pull back from his lips slightly, making him lean forward to chase your lips with his own. “wait.. wait. you still haven’t told me what this place is.” you giggle out, making his eyes look over your face in disbelief. 
“it’s an old omaticaya overlook tower,” he leans down to kiss you a bit more before pulling back, “used it for hideouts, spying…” he trails off as an arrogant little smirk forms on his lips. 
his hand cups your jaw, thumb swiping over your lower lip. he uses his finger to press down and pull it down as he leans down to kiss you again, “and things like this…” 
your breath hitches in your chest from his delicate touches, making your abdomen tighten and flutter. 
“so you’re saying your ancestors.. mated up here and now you’ve brought me here too, for what? the same thing?” you trail off with a little sly smile. you decided to tease him a bit, to see how he’d react.
neteyam yanks his head back, eyes wide as he looks over your face, “no, no.. i mean- i didn’t bring you here just for that. i- shit,” he hisses out and shakes his head, “i didn’t mean to, but it seems like that way, huh?” 
you can’t help but stifle a giggle, bringing a fist up to your mouth to cover it. the humor bubbles in your chest when you see his confused face, “why are you laughing?” 
“because… i’m just messing with you.” you cackle, letting your head fall to rest your forehead on his chest. 
he can’t help but laugh along with you. arms squeezing tight around your frame to hug you. “ah, lekye’ung ‘eve.” he kisses the top of your head before taking a step backwards. he lets your legs go, unraveling them from around his waist. 
you can’t help but look up at him, admiring his little smile and how he called you his ‘crazy girl.’
you could do without the crazy part, but being his girl is all that matters.
his hands slips into yours as he leans down to peck your lips, “let’s go outside.” he pulls you towards the doorway, ducking slightly as he takes a step out into the fresh air.
your eyes go wide from seeing how high up you really are. your heart thumps against your chest and in your ears, each breath constricting with every inhale.
your eyes dart around, noticing other floating mountains above in the sky along with puffy white clouds. you can’t help but look down, making your chest constrict with even more anxiety. 
a fall from this height is deadly, and this rickety deck under your feet doesn’t seem too supportive.
“it’s beautiful, but… imkindofscared.” you blurt out. 
“you’re scared? why?” neteyams smile falters as he turns toward you, eyes and facial expression full of concern. he looks over your body, seeing how you’ve pressed yourself flat against the siding. 
neteyam’s grin returns and lets out a little chuckle, “you’ve been on an ikran with me, and you’re scared of.. this?” he gestures with his head towards the view. 
all you can do is nod quickly, exhaling a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. 
“awwww, you little baby.” he teases you as his hands travel to your hips to squeeze them. your eyebrows furrow together from the name he called you, “not a baby.” you grumble, trying your hardest to not smile by hiding your face in his chest. 
neteyam throws his head back as he cackles loudly; the sound is heavenly, “suuuuch a baby.” he wraps his arms around your shoulders to waddle with you backwards inside the hut. 
you finally suck in a full breath once you’re inside again, your arms squeezing his waist tight. “i’m not a baby.” you say again, digging your head farther into his chest.
neteyam sighs in defeat, “okay, whatever you say…” he trails off. you can’t see the smirk that rises on his face, “…baby.” 
you groan and pull back from him, looking up into his face. “i’m seriously going to punch you.” 
“oh, yeah?” he cockily grins down at you as one of his hands grips your chin. he begins to lean down, aiming to kiss you but you slither out of his grip to stand behind him.
he couldn’t help but laugh as he turns around, “really? you’re gonna play that game now?” 
you nod as you bite your lip, staring him down competitively. he goes to step forward, but your hands go up in attempt to be ready to dodge him. 
in millisecond, neteyam flashes forward to twirl your body around and wrap his arms around your waist from behind. you let out a little squeal as he spins you around as your legs flail in front of you. 
he finally rolls to a stop, still holding your body up to his height so your feet were off of the ground. he presses a warm kiss to the back of your exposed shoulder, “my parents want to see you today.”
everything muscle in your body freezes up in his embrace, “why do they want to see me?” you squeak out, feeling your heart pattering faster against your chest. 
“they want to talk to you… as the girl who stole me away from hunting today.”
“neteyam…” you groan out his name in annoyance, “why would you skip hunting today to be with me? your parents must think i’m a bad influence on you.”
neteyam laughs wholeheartedly as he puts you down, letting you turn around to face him. 
his big round eyes look over your worrisome face, “mostly because i would rather be with you and they’ve known you since the beginning of time. of course, they don’t think of you as a bad influence.” 
“i know how your mother feels about my kind. i know what she says about kiri’s human friend behind his back.” your eyes drop to your hands that are resting on the points of his hipbones. 
neteyams body stills from your words, his hands grabbing your cheeks to angle your face up to you look at him. “you’re not like spider. as much as my brother and sister like him, you are a part of us. a part of this tribe; this family.” 
your breath catches in your throat, happy tears welling in your eyes. “ma neteyam… i see you.” you breathe out shakily, leaning forward to capture him in a tight bear hug. 
“and i see you.” his hand drags down the backside of your head, cascading down your hair. he twirls one of your many thin braids that hide within your hair. 
he presses a kiss to the top of your head, “i don’t ever want you to feel like you don’t belong. especially because of my parents.” 
a muffled voice makes your head lift from his chest, your pointed ears twitching as you focus in on where the sound is coming from. 
neteyam sighs, his thumb rubbing against your skin as his other hand raises to his throat to press on his comm device. 
“yes, i’m here.”
your eyes look up at him through your eyelashes, nervously chewing on your lower lip. he makes eye contact with you before answering again. 
“we’ll be there soon.” his hand drops from his neck, a soft annoyed puff of air falling from his lips. 
“it’s my brother. he’s in trouble. we have to go.” neteyam’s body is rigid under your fingertips until he pulls away from you to head back out to the balcony. 
you watch him as his hands cup around his mouth, a loud animalistic sound squaks from his throat to call his ikran to him. 
your eyes go wide when you hear the loud flapping of its wings and another screech from the animal responding to it’s owner. 
you muster up the courage to scurry outside to neteyam, his hand reaches out to help you climb onto his back. “i need you to hold tight for me.” 
neteyam’s words are icy, with no sort of emotion  as he stands up on the wooden slats on the edge of the overlook and steps off with no warning. 
your stomach does a somersault in your abdomen from the sudden drop. it feels as if your lungs collapsed, all the air wheezing out. instinctively, your nails dig into neteyam’s skin as you free fall through the clouds. 
suddenly the cold air whipping through your hair stops, and your fall is halted by neteyam landing on the back of his banshee. he swiftly makes bond with the animal and takes off through the trees, weaving and bobbing past the trees. 
your eyes squeeze shut tightly whenever the animal takes a sharp turn,  
“i can’t believe him. why would he do something so stupid!!” 
“neteyam, what the hell is going on?!” you yell out over the sound of the wind soaring past your head.
“my brother! he has kiri, spider, and tuk- goddamn tuk! she’s just a child and they’re surrounded by avatars with military gear.” 
your heart drops to your feet, eyes widening from his words. 
oh no. the sky people are back. wait, is your mother back?
neteyam drops lower to land next to his parents ikran’s on a tree. the sun above is starting to lower, the forest darkening below. 
he climbs off and grabs his bow off the side of the animal as he does so. after situating himself, he helps you off before walking over to his parents. 
“no, no. you stay with the ikrans.” jake says as he loads his weapons, barely looking up at his son.
you can’t help but feel neytiri’s eyes on you, examining you now as neteyams possible mate instead of the little girl who was left behind by her mother. 
“dad, i’m a warrior like you. i’m supposed to fight!” he’s starting to grow angry with his father, his eyes dart over to his mother for some help, but she scolds him softly with his own name. 
jakes eyes shoot up from his gun, looking directly at neteyam and then to you for a brief second. his eyes go back to his son, “i’m not going to say it again.” 
neteyam stands up straighter, shoulders flexing back slightly, “yes, sir.” he gives him a curt nod before twirling around, storming past you back to his ikran. 
you can tell that he’s upset with his fathers orders, but alas, he must listen to him. he is olo’eyktan, and toruk makto. 
you watch in silence, obvious strain on your face as his parents swiftly walk past you to hop off of the tree and into the darkness of the forest. 
you turn around to look at neteyam, and the look he gives you makes a chill run down your back. 
you’ve never seen neteyam this frustrated. only once when lo’ak did something and neteyam was screaming at him while chasing him through the tribe. 
you shake the thought from your mind, taking a few hesitant steps towards him. “‘teyam.” you breathe out, looking at how his hand is stressfully stroking the neck of his ikran. 
“i just don’t get it. they tell me to come here for what? to watch their animals? babysit?” he scoffs with a smile and a shake of his head. 
not the kind of smile that makes your heart flutter, but the one that shows you how furious he is. 
you reach out, gently letting your fingertips ghost against his bicep. your touch makes his head sharply turn towards you, his features softening once he realizes who it is. 
“i’m sorry. you deserve to fight and to help find them.” 
before he could answer, shouting and gunshots echo in the jungle making you wince in fear. neteyam pushes you behind him, the force sending you stumbling into the side of his ikran. 
he pulls his bow from over his shoulder, aiming an arrow as he inspects the surroundings. when you lift your head up, you can’t help but take notice to the flashing of guns shooting and yellow smoke billowing out from the foliage. 
“we need to go.” neteyam’s hand strongly grips your arm to swing you onto his back as he jumps off of the tree. he lets you down once his feet hit the ground, unsheathing his blade from his waistband to hand it to you. 
“whatever happens. stay behind me.” both of you glance down to your hands wrapped around the knife between your bodies. he gives you a nod, which you return before you both take off in a sprint towards the commotion. 
“demon! i will kill you as many times as i have to!” neytiri’s strong voice yells from somewhere above, making you and neteyam slow down.
“you and the corporal have been pretty busy, haven’t you? got yourself a whole litter of half breeds.” another man’s voice sounds from in the jungle. definitely not jake sully’s. 
a very obvious avatar creeps forward with a gun, unaware of you and neteyam standing in the tall grass behind him. 
you look up to where he is aiming, noticing that neytiri is hiding inside the branches of a tree. “neteyam!” you’re cut off by the boy raising his bow and sending an arrow right through the mans back hitting his heart.
another avatar appears from behind a fallen log with a heavy machine gun, “na’vi!” the man screams. 
neteyam struggles with reloading another arrow and before you could register what to do next, you’re both tackled to the ground and bullets are flying past your head. 
your eyes shoot open as you gasp for air; not knowing if you’re alive or dead at this moment. the force from hitting the ground had emptied your lungs, making your ears ring.
“go! go! go!” jake shouts at you and neteyam. your fight or flight response kicks in, causing you to jump up from your spot. a large hand presses against the back of your head to keep you ducked down as you sprint forward.
jake is behind you and neteyam, ushering you forward behind a tree. the wood splinters with every bullet that pierces the bark, flashes of light from their guns lights up the dark forest.
jake looks absolutely terrified as he checks over neteyams body and then yours, “are both of you okay?” his voice is loud over the gunshots. 
all you can do is nod as you suck in quickened sharp breaths, holding neteyam’s knife close to your chest in case you need to use it. 
“you both need to follow me. ready?“ his eyes dart around, “ready?!” he ushers out with more urgency. 
you nod along with neteyam, watching how jake steps out to aim and shoot at the avatars before taking off in a sprint with both of you following. “let’s go!” jake yells out, hopping easily over a large log as the bullets fly past your head. 
the adrenaline courses through your veins, causing you to easily leap over it, but the height on the other side was a deeper drop for you than expected. your ankles buckle as you hit the ground, a loud snap echoing from your leg. 
neteyam was right on your tail, leaping over your head and clearing the jump. the boy shouts your name when he sees you on the ground, stopping in his tracks to grip your arm and pull you back up to your feet. 
“let’s go! we have to go!” jake shouts as he scampers over to you both on the ground.
instantaneous pain shoots up your leg making you cry out and fall into neteyams chest, “my leg!” jake instantly realizes you’re hurt as he looks over your leg.
the man scoops up your limp body and starts to sprint forward with neteyam following close behind him. his breath huffing with each long stride, one of his arm’s supports your back and the other is behind your knees. 
the sound of bombs going off makes your blood go cold, praying to eywa that nobody else is hurt.
the bullets slowly fade away, knowing that jake and neteyam were fast enough to out run them. he jumps into a small clearing, coming face to face with lo’ak comforting a very emotional tuk. 
“are you okay? are you hurt?” he instantly goes into dad mode, gently placing you down against a tree so he could pick up his younger daughter. 
neteyam plops down next you, his chest rising and falling rapidly from the exertion. you can’t help but lean your head into his shoulder, wincing with every movement, “how bad does it hurt?” 
“i think it’s broken.” your voice whines in pain, squeezing your eyes shut tightly and biting the inside of your cheek. 
as an RDA ship lowers into the trees, the lights illuminate the jungle floor. the strength of its engines cause havoc. thankfully, neytiri and kiri emerge from the vegetation. 
she instantly scrambles to tuk, taking her daughter into her arms as jake brings the family into a group hug to console his children. 
“thank you, great mother, thank you!” neytiri exclaims as she holds onto kiri and tuk. 
neteyam soothingly rubs soft patterns into your side as he watches his family reunite. his other hand reaches across his chest to cup your cheek, bringing your foreheads together. 
“we need to get you back home.” he whispers before pulling back to look at his family, who are all staring at you two awkwardly. 
“let’s go.” neytiri stands up, holding tuk on her hip while kiri sobs into her mothers shoulder. is she hurt too?
jake unravels his arm from lo’aks shoulders to bend down to neteyam and yours level, “i don’t know whatever you kids got going on but we have to go.” 
jake gently picks you up, a cry escaping your lips from the unfortunate movement of your broken leg. 
“she’s hurt?” lo’ak looks at his father with wide eyes. the boys hands are obviously shaking from the events that have unfolded, “we need to get her to norm.”
the sully family and you slowly make your way back to the ikrans, painfully placing you into neteyams lap. making you finally get a good look at your leg that is purple and snapped right above the ankle. 
“don’t look at it. look at the sky. look at me.” he urges you as one of his hands holds onto the rein while the other supports your head. 
once you’ve landed back at camp, you’re pulled away from neteyam and into norms lab. he’s quick to work on you, bandaging your leg up with a splint and administering you pain medication. 
of course, neteyam was outside pacing the entire time after being kicked out by norm and max for yelling at them for hurting you. 
you overhear muffled conversation as norm opens the door to the lab, allowing neteyam inside. you can’t help but smile dopeily at at the blue man as he storms over to your bedside. 
he takes a huff of air from his pack, before leaning down to give you a soft kiss. one of his hands envelopes the top of your head, caressing your hair with a relieved smile. 
both of you take a deep breath in sync, your smile growing even wider from his presence. “there’s my girl. there’s that smile i missed.” 
“i feel so good right now.” you hiccup out with a little giggle, “norm gave me some stuff to help with the pain aaaand it’s definitely helping.” 
he can’t help but shake his head and chuckle at your euphoric state, his thumb softly rubs across your forehead which makes you purr like a cat. 
neteyam grins at you, before his face falls as if he remembered something terrible. “i overheard my parents talking.” 
your eyebrows furrow at his seriousness, gulping as your mind races with what he could have heard. something about you? is he not allowed to be seen with you anymore?
“my father… he wants to leave. he feels as if our family puts the clan in danger, and wants to keep us safe.”
that is not what you expected. 
your heart lurches in your chest, an instant lump forming in your throat, “no, no..” you breathe out and begin to panic, “neteyam, you can’t leave! you just can’t!” you attempt to sit up, but he gently pushes your head back down against the pillow and shushes you. 
“my parents want you to come with us. we’re leaving in a few days.” he smiles, almost sadly as if he’s silently mourning his home life. 
your eyes blow wide and all you can hear is your pulse growing faster as it beeps on the monitor. 
they want you to go with them… 
“where are we going?” your breath shudders. there’s no doubt that you would follow them to the ends of pandora. 
“the eastern sea. to the metkayina clan.”
your breath hitches in your chest. the ocean, you’ve always wanted to see the ocean… 
there’s some part of you that is excited to leave, but your heart aches for the only life you’ve ever known. this is your home; the omaticaya clan raised you as their own. 
you didn’t realize you were crying until neteyam’s index finger swipes under your eye, “it’ll be okay. we’ll be together, yeah?”
all you could do is nod through your tears, your lip quivering as your heightened emotions flood your senses. 
“we’ll be together. always.” 
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thefloralmenace · 2 months
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Top ten things I do that help me keep my life organized/running smoothly in no particular order:
I pick out a week's worth of outfits based on the weather report for the upcoming week on Sunday. I do not have the executive function to pick out at outfit at 7AM, and I know this.
I add scent sachets (packets of strongly good scented material) in with my clothing to make it smell nice long after the wash. It's very helpful for showing up to something if I haven't had a chance to shower, even directly after excerising. Ex: One time I was on biological field research and didn't get to shower for three days. Guess who got a "Wow, you smell great," from the other researchers?
I keep my socks in one of these things that southern people use to hold plastic bags (because they can be hung on a hook freeing up drawer space, and it keeps socks from getting lost post-laundry).
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I keep a list of people I need to shop for for Christmas/birthdays in my phone so that if I see something I think someone would like while I'm out, I can check the list and see if I've gotten them something yet. This also enables me to holiday shop year-round and take advantage of sales.
Because I do buy Christmas gifts so far in advance, when I complete my list, I set a calendar reminder in my phone for the first of December and the week before Christmas reminding me where I hid the gifts.
I set my event reminders for times when I know I will SEE the reminders. Ex: When I need to do something sometime within a given day, I set the reminders to 1 week before, 1 day before, and 1 hour before, but I set the time of the event to noon even though there is no official time because I know I will be awake to see the reminder by noon the week and the day before. Similarly, if I need to set my reminders to cue on days when I'll be at work, I set the reminder to go off five minutes after my alarm to wake up because I know I'll be holding my phone to see it.
I keep an overnight bag in my car that has my whole skincare routine, my basic makeup, all my OTC medications, and bottles with 7 days of my prescription medications so that if I end up stranded or staying at someone's place impromptu, I can continue my normal routines. Used that literally this month when I couldn't drive home because of a massive storm.
I also keep a bottle of OxyClean and a few other cleaners in my car, which has come in handy a lot for cleaning the car upholstry and treating people's clothes on site at parties when stuff spills. 😂
I keep a lot of mini tools in my everyday purse - needle, thread, multitool, knives, forceps, pocket wrench, tape measure, mini flashlight, etc. Is it a little heavy? Yes. Has shoving any tool small enough to fit into my bag helped me in life? Almost daily. I most recently used the forceps to get the adapter to my friend's tripod off of his camera so that he could switch cameras. All times before that I used the forceps to get my hoodie string back out when I accidentally pulled it through.
I keep my phone gallery heavily sorted into albums, including a folder called "Information," that I keep screenshots/photos of important info in - infographics, login info for communal resources that people have texted me, a picture of what printer cartridge goes in my printer so that I can buy it at Staples without remembering to check, etc. Sorting the photos is also something I can do while I wait in lines or for appointments.
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milaeth · 8 months
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୨୧┊𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. ( lando norris )
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ꖛ ─ you’re reading part one ∿ part two ( coming soon )
✧.* pairings ─ lando norris x fem! football player! reader
✧.* genre ─ social media au ⨾ fluff
✧.* summary ─ in which you're a football player and after winning the champions league with your team, a secret admirer named "L" sends you flowers. everyone thinks it's your friend Lance, but what if it's someone else? perhaps someone who’s also a formula one driver and is known for being a big fan of yours...
✧.* face claim ─ jana fernández (she’s obv around the same age as lando in this)
✧.* warnings ─ none
✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ so sorry for the wait, i had to take a little break, but i’m back now! btw i’ve had this in my drafts for literal months, but i finally decided to post it so enjoy :)
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user1584 “that girl” is Y/n mf L/n.
user5264 @user8547 That is Y/n L/n! She plays for Barcelona’s women's team. She and Lance have been friends for quite a while and I guess he introduced her to the other drivers at some point because a lot of them follow her. She's been to a few races and sometimes still attends them when she's not playing for Barcelona! :)
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maxfewtrell Off to go see the love of your life play?👀
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THE MOMENT WE WERE ALL WAITING FOR, FINALLY FINISHED THE DESIGN OF ASTER YESSSSSS ✨✨✨✨✨✨❤❤
This design belongs to the Wish rewrite called "The kingdom of wishes" (Written by @annymation and soon illustrated by @emillyverse and me)
Sorry for the delay, but this guy had so many things to draw and I also had a thousand ideas that it took me a while to capture them all (4 drawings wow, even I'm surprised lol)
Now after this introduction I will tell you the procedure of its design :]
2D MODEL:
-Maybe some don't notice it, but for the 2D drawing of Aster I didn't add many shadows, because in the classic Disney movies the animation doesn't have many shadows if we look closely, this is for several reasons (at that time they had to inking FRAME BY FRAME, can you imagine how much longer it would have taken to add detailed shadows? I really have respect for the animators)
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(Here are some examples of what I'm trying to explain)
-As I said before, I didn't detach myself much from the concept art of the movie, I just added some other details that occurred to me, Anny and Emy.
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-We decided that his cape would have the constellations of the signs of the zodiac (It was Emy's idea), which in the final result are on the cape, the constellations are noticeable more or less depending on Aster's mood.
-In the Wish rewrite it is mentioned that Aster's hair is like a candle (Reference to Hades) so I decided not to add the lineart in that part
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His hair changes depending on his emotions, but not only that, but also his lineart, the calmer he is, the cleaner his animation will be, however with strong emotions (anger, sadness, nervousness) his details will be more neglected, especially when He is REALLY angry, by the way I made his hair look like a flame to give more drama to his design and also make a reference to Ember from Elemental
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And as a final detail, the star-shaped gem that she has as a brooch changes color, just like her earrings.
3D MODEL:
-When Aster disguises himself as a human, his details on his clothes would disappear and the shape of his accessories would change to ones without a star shape, also the tone of yellow would look duller, you know so as not to draw attention (although he is dressed like a prince with a giant cape, the boy doesn't know how to hide the truth very well lmao)
-In general, it's just that the design becomes simpler, the only thing that changes is her hair that is no longer a flame, her freckles that are no longer little stars, her clothes no longer have so many details and her mark on her eye disappears( ̄▽ ̄) .
By the way, I wanted to thank @the-autistic-idiot for giving us the great idea of ​​Aster having a star-shaped mark on his eye :D.
-Also, I think that those who have seen my other Wish redesigns are wondering why it seems like I had spit a rainbow at Aster's 3D drawings, what happened is that when I was painting my neurons said ✨Change your coloring✨ and well, The drawing in the end came out like this, although I honestly like it better, it better represents how I draw in a traditional way
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Yes, basically the coloring of my drawings is as if a unicorn had spit on them lol
FINAL COMMENTS:
-It was very fun to draw Aster! The boy really has a lot of changes, but thanks to him I already discovered my digital drawing style so I am satisfied.
-Again sorry for the delay, I know that for many Aster must be their favorite character so I hope your wait was worth it :]
See you next time!✨✨
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are you alone? — idol!hueningkai x fem!reader | established relationship. NSFW/MDNI!
cw. phone sex (?), joi (f. and m. receiveing), switch!kai x switch!reader, chubby!reader, tummy love as usual, masturbation, nipple play, cunnilingus is discussed but doesn't actually happen, reader licks her own juices <3, older!reader kinda, pet names (baby, babe, good boy), balls, kai sends reader a nude, established relationship, lemme know if i missed anything!
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notes. reposted from my old acct! i have a bunch of longer fics in the works so i thought i’d repost something from my other account in the meantime. i wrote this awhile ago and didn’t edit it a lot so it’s not my finest work, but oh well. smut under cut !
“How’s New York?” You ask Kai over the phone. The time difference is so drastic between the two of you that the only option for phone calls was during your lunchtime while he was getting ready for bed.
“It’s good, but I miss you,” he said. You were totally fine until he said that. When he says he misses you, everything in you aches. You need a hug, a kiss, an orgasm, and a cuddle. More than anything. And he can sense it all—and he misses you just as much. “You okay?”
You sigh and say, “Yeah…just wish I could be there with you.” He agrees—having you there would be perfect. And you can’t help you couldn’t get off work. How many people could take six weeks off work to go on a world tour with their boyfriend? “What are you doing right now?”
“Getting ready to take a shower.” He chuckles just a bit before adding, “Naked.”
You cackle and say, “I know you take showers naked, babe.”
“I know. I just wanted to remind you.”
“I bet you look really sexy.”
“Wanna see?”
“Do you even have to ask?” He poses for a cute mirror selfie that’s not too revealing, just shirtless, his sexy smirk, hair messy, and the top of his pelvis just barely exposed leaving everything to the imagination. He’s so cute. “Oh, wow. I was right.” Remaining silent, you wish you could be there with him…hugging and kissing, cuddling in the shower as he rubs a loofah all over you. He’d jiggle you and kiss your tummy…a lot. “I woke up thinking about you this morning,” you admit.
“Yeah? What about me?”
“About you touching me…” You hum, the ache for him growing stronger with each syllable.
“Really?” You can hear the water turn on over the phone, his voice echoey off the bathroom walls. “Are you alone?”
“Yeah,” you giggle. “I’m at my apartment. Why?”
He hesitates, trying to put into words exactly what he wants to do with you. “No reason,” he says, a hint of a giggle in his voice. “I was just thinking about what I’d do if you were here with me.”
“What would you do?”
“Oh god…” he takes a deep breath. “You know I love your tits. I’d just bury my face in your tits and kiss all over them.” You groan, resisting the urge to slip your fingers into your lounge shorts—resorting to squeezing your tit gently, imagining it was him. “You love it when I lick your nipples,” he says matter-of-factly and you hum in agreement. “Touch your nipples for me right now.” After pulling your bra off from under your shirt, you lick two fingers, rubbing circles over yourself. Your head falls back against the couch cushion, gently sighing, all your muscles relaxing.
“That’s it, baby,” he says. It almost makes you feel silly how much of an affect those three words have on you. “Tell me what else I do that you like.”
“Oh,” you start. “I love you tongue on my clit. God…” you groan. “I so wish you were here to eat me out right now. I really need some love from you.”
“I’m sorry—”
“No, no, it’s okay,” you say, hoping you didn’t ruin the moment. “I just meant you always feel so fucking good.” Your hips involuntarily grind against nothing. “It'll be well worth the wait when you get back.” Your thighs press together, trying to find some form of friction.
“I know it will. I miss you too you know…” he says, his breath heavy.
“I know,” you chuckle. You take a minute to switch to headphones so you have both hands free.
“Start moving your hand down to your pussy, but don’t touch yourself yet.” He takes a deep breath. “And tell me about it.”
“I’m dragging my fingertips across the front of my hips,” you whisper, stomach jerking at the tickle. “They're on the inside of my thighs. I can feel myself getting wet for you,” you say, moving closer and closer to your center. “Can you tell me what you would do if you were here with me?”
“Yes, baby,” he sighs, a smile evident in his voice. “Are you on the couch?” You hum. “Well, I’d come over and get on my knees, kissing all over your belly.” That’s one of your favorite things he does to you. And he absolutely adores your tummy. Loves it when you giggle from the tickle of his lips, making your belly jiggle against his lips. “Baby, do what I say but with your fingers. Do exactly what I say. Do you understand?” He asks, his voice getting sharper.
“Yes, I understand,” you giggle.
“I’d get on my knees and kiss your belly, spreading your legs, dragging my fingers all over the inside of your thighs,” he says. “And I’d pull your shorts down, pressing my hand over the outside of your panties.” You do the same. “And I’d move them to the side really slowly, looking up at you writhing, begging me to touch you.”
Groaning in anticipation, you hear him snicker, satisfied knowing he’s teasing you, even from this far away. “And I’d slide one finger inside you, feeling how wet you are.”
“I’m so fucking wet for you,” you say. Pumping your finger in and out of your pussy, some built-up tension is relieved.
“I know you are,” he says. “And then I’d slide another finger inside you, making you grind your hips against my fingers,” he says, as if he’s telling your body exactly how to move—and it’s obeying. “But that’s not what you want, is it?”
“No,” you whine, clenching your jaw, using everything in you not to touch your clit.
“Not yet, baby,” he chuckles. “I’d gather your wetness on my thumb and rub your nipple, and you’d moan for me.” You do what he says, moaning loudly.
“Please, Kai…”
“Did you do what I said? Did you rub your nipple with yourself?” You hum. “Good. Then, I’d lick your nipples, cleaning you up.” You lick your fingers, wiping your nipple clean, tasting yourself on your fingers.
“I’d kiss around your clit, hearing you whine and beg for me.” He takes a few deep breaths, trying to steady himself. You’re not sure if he’s touching himself, but you hope not so you can give him instructions in return later.
“Baby, please let me touch my clit. Please…” He hesitates as you keep begging.
“And then I’d flick my tongue over your clit.” You finally make contact with your fingers, moaning out loud. “That’s it, baby.” It’s those three words again.
“God, you feel so good,” you say, head dropping back to the couch cushion again.
“And I’d look up at you between your legs and you’d be rubbing your nipple.” You look down, half-expecting him to be there, only to be met with emptiness.
“Fuck, baby—” you gasp. “I love it when you talk to me like this.”
“Your legs would start to shake around my head,” he says. The knot in your stomach tightens—his voice along with your fingers feels amazing.
“I’m so close, babe,” you say, close to being out of breath.
“Don’t stop,” he insists. “Do whatever you want to yourself.” You don’t change anything. This is already too good. “Cum so good for me, baby,” he says and you push yourself over the edge, moaning loudly through gritted teeth. “Yeah, that’s it. Just like that,” he praises you as you work yourself through your orgasm—legs shaking, hips flinching, breasts heaving.
After coming down from your high and catching your breath, you say, “That was fun.”
“It was…” he sighs, finishing it off with a bit of a whimper.
“Aw, I’m sorry, babe,” you say. “You need me to help you out?” He hums so, so cutely. “You’re still in the shower?” He hums again. “You haven’t touched yourself yet, have you?”
“No, I wasn’t told to.”
“That’s my good boy,” you giggle. “You’re so good for me.” You take a second, trying to think of what you’re gonna do with him. You can’t get the image of him in the shower out of your head—water rushing over his body, cock painfully hard, pushing his bottom lip out for you—all while attempting to avoid the water from splashing his phone. “How about you start squeezing your balls first?”
“Are you asking or telling?”
“Sorry,” you blink, getting in the mindset of that role. “Squeeze yourself for me, baby. But don’t you dare touch your dick yet. Tell me how it feels.”
“Wish it was your hand…”
“I do too, baby,” you sigh. “Use your thumb to rub the precum around your tip for me. I know you’re already leaking,” you say and he chuckles, letting you know you were right. That action makes him absolutely whine. “Feel good?” He stutters, finally mumbling out a yes. You’re giddy as hell. It’s so fucking cute getting him like this. “Do you wanna squeeze your cock, baby?”
“So bad…” he stutters, sending shivers down his spine.
“Get some soap in your hand and go ahead,” you giggle. “Squeeze your cock for me, yeah?” He hums, following your instructions. His mouth dropping open, he moans so fucking loud. And you’re not surprised, he’s waited quite some time to touch himself. “How’s it feel?”
“Wish it was your mouth…”
“Aw, miss you too, baby.” You smile. “But tell me how good it feels.”
“Feels so good.” His hand pumps himself and he honestly doesn’t think he’ll last very long. “Won’t last…” he can’t even get past mumbling half sentences.
“That’s okay. Go a little faster for me.” And he does just that. “Just want you to feel good, baby.” Following your instruction, he makes this heavenly noise and you know he's cumming. And you can’t help but imagine his cum spurting all over his hand, his mouth barely open, eyes squeezed shut. “That’s a good boy. Cum so, so good. So good for me.”
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