#FICK I'm so excited

[uhohdad]

First of all bestie take all the time you need

If the fic came out next week or next month or next year it wouldn't make it any less perfect so don't overwork or stress yourself your health is so much more important to us than the fick ( mentally and physically )

Second of all, I don't wanna spoil anyone who hasn't read your last post, but know I'm giggling like crazy while playing with my hair.

Also, do you do emojie anons here? 👉👈

First of all bestie tysm ily and i appreciate everyone being so patient with me y’all are <3 💖🩷💕💞💗🩷💕

and yes of course!! just let me know which emoji lovebug i think the only one taken is the teddy bear at the moment

OH also I remembered a few more Price (+ one Konig) fun facts I forgot to share:

⚠️THE TRIBUTES and THE GAMES SPOILERS BELOW⚠️

Price made the kids go to bed early the night before the games because he didn’t want to see or hear them. 😭 It’s too hard, because is it impossible not to be even the slightest bit charmed by his tributes.

Price was the one who was knocking on Plucky’s door the night she was upset over her training score :( He knew she was feeling some type of way. It’s also why he was trying to be delicate with her about the interview.

Reader’s ‘Price Voice’ in the arena was not far off in the least bit. Price is acting like he’s watching a sports team he bet the farm on - screaming at the screens, leaning forward in his chair, grunting mumbles to himself, hollering and highfiving when his kids find their fucking sense.

Also this wasn’t canon five seconds ago but it is now - Price absolutely got so excited by one of Plucky’s escapes that he gave Ruby a sloppy, excited kiss on the mouth. She stormed out of the room bright red, fists at her sides, and heels slamming against the floor.

Price not only matched them but made sure the outfits were “soft” for their interviews on purpose. It lends to reader being underestimated and it made Konig seem less intimidating so he could lay the lover boy angle on thick.

When Konig saw Reader in that blue dress - AYO. Bro was flabbergasted when he saw her backstage. And back in the suite he sat at that dining table and just watched her pace around the room with her pretty fluttering dress like a flower-goddess-of-wrath with fucking hearts in his eyes bro. So down bad.

[imaginespazzi]

chapter five 100/10

- NIVVIII BBY i’m so incredibly proud and thankful for the consistency in your updates!!! you’re amazing lovely!!!

- oh ok damn start off breaking my heart.

- stop drew faking being sick😭 he misses his pookie azzi

- OH YOU FICKING EVIL EVIL GENIUS WHO I LOCE SM tim and katie going to the wedding. someone find me the nearest cliff

- “You’re stupid. And she’s stupid. You’re all so freaking stupid,” Drew bursts out” THANK U DREW I AGREE.

- paige talking to the baby GODDDDDDD

- paige purposed…azzi said no…my heart shattered! 🤗

- “The one you just had on your face while talking about Stephie,” Katie laughs to herself, “it’s the same one Tim had when he first met Azzi.” OH GODDDDD my heart just healed

- Stephie going to steph’s camp 🥹🥹🥹

- katie meddling 😭😭😭 she’s been talking to jana hasn’t she KIDDING

- azzi fudd you complete perfect girl give me a hug i can’t😭😭😭 my poor bby is going thru it.

- HER FLYING TO DALLAS STOP I CANT

- PAIGE BUECKERS OH MY GOD.

- KISSS KISS KISS

god nivi you never miss. this story is the best kind it’s harming and healing my soul at the same time.

as for the next couple chapters are we ever gonna get the flashback of paige asking azzi to marry her?

i’m dying to know katie and tim’s reactions to finding out azzi said no

also poor drew was going thru it… im excited to see him reunited with his pookie hopefully he isn’t too upset with her…

-🤩🤩

LMAO thank you! I'm glad y'all appreciate me sticking to my deadlines cause lowkey I'm shocked we've made it this far lmao

Drew was on a MISSION (it failed but at least he tried)

Tim and Katie just couldn't miss their daughter's wedding...

I love that everyone love the line connecting Paige and Tim because that one of those other lines that I really wanted to add in and it fit in really well with that scene and as we all know, I love my parallels.

Azzi's really been going through it. Like bbygirl is in her head and suffering. She just needs a hug (though a kiss will do too I guess)

Yes! There will definitely be a whole flashback of what lead to their breakup. It just hasn't been the right time for it yet I think.

Drew meeting Azzi soon too!

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

Oh good I'm so excited to have seen what happens in Star I'm so ficking excited yippee hooray

Can't wait to take a baseball bat to this arc.

[silentsneezes]

it's been awhile since I found a klaus snz fick so I'm excited about giving prompts!!

klaus wakes up in the middle of the night, coughing and sneezing, he can almost feel the snot slightly teasing his nose but he doesn’t want to wake up dave, who's next to him and holding him tightly. little does he knows that Dave is awake and guilty enjoying his suffering? hehe

thank you for the prompt! i’ve been needing inspiration :) i hope you enjoy this!

also klaus is canonically nombinary in the comics and uses he/they prns, so that’s what i used! sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors - i wrote some of this at 2 am lol. the characters are (sadly) not mine!

Klaus stirs in his sleep, pulling the blanket higher up on his chest and shivering. His body aches, even as he lays comfortably in bed, and he can tell his fever’s gotten worse. Their curly hair lays heavily against their sweaty, damp forehead.

He snuggles closer to Dave, burying his face into the older man’s chest and draping an arm over his torso, grateful for his warmth. He closes his eyes, willing himself to go to sleep, but his body has other plans; his nose twitches softly as a burning sensation travels from the tip of his nose to the back. They quickly clamp two fingers around their nose and suppress two small, silent stifles. Dave stirs after the stifled double, and Klaus holds his breath, hoping to quell the itch and not wake his peacefully sleeping boyfriend. After a few seconds, Dave’s soft snoring continues, and Klaus relaxes.

Unfortunately, the stifles did nothing to appease the itch in Klaus’s nose; Klaus’s breath hitches softly, his chest rising and falling with each teasing breath. After a particularly desperate hitch, Klaus jolts forwards with a soft, but damp, “heHTschHew!”

They sniffle wetly and reach for the box of tissues on the bedside table while trying not to wake Dave. After fumbling around for a minute or two, Klaus manages to grab the tissue box, which is just barely within reach. He grabs a tissue and immediately buries his nose into the soft fabric, “hHd’Dtsch! hh-Ng’xtshcew! jesus c-heh-chrrRT’dn’gshew! christ,” each stifle grates his sensitive throat and shakes the small bed. Klaus watches Dave closely, but the older man’s eyes stay closed. He swears Dave’s mouth twitches, but he’s too preoccupied with his running nose to investigate. They blow their nose into another tissue, cringing at the amount of mess each blow produces.

Klaus tosses the tissues onto the floor and clears his throat softly. He can feel the phlegm sitting at the base of his throat, and swallows painfully. He inhales sharply, his lungs suddenly determined to expel whatever air and mucus was bothering them. They roll over, probably a little too harshly, and muffle a series of coughs into their pillow, trying desperately to muffle the noise. His chest rattles deeply with each cough, and by the time he’s done coughing, he’s panting. He glances over at Dave, certain the older man would be looking back at him, but no, he’s still sound asleep. Klaus laughs to himself; he finds it incredibly endearing that Dave sleeps like a rock, oblivious to the world around him.

He allows himself to sniffle a little louder, convinced that Dave is knocked out. As he sniffles, an itch ignites at the back of his sinuses; it starts as a prickly, tickling sensation, but becomes more intense as his breath hitches delicately. The sneezes tease him, making his pink nostrils flare and his eyebrows furrow. They’re too preoccupied with the need to sneeze to notice Dave shifting beside them, moving closer to his sneezy partner.

“hHih-hihhH-nn’GXgt!” Klaus stifles a harsh sneeze, wincing as it grates against his sore throat. Dave feels warmth flood his stomach and lower abdomen, and he waits tentatively for Klaus to sneeze again: they never sneeze just once.

“hhehrgX’Dtshcw! n’gDtschu!”

Klaus’s body shutters with each surpressed sneeze, and it takes everything ounce of self control Dave has not to kiss his partner as Klaus’ stifles become more desperate.

Dave’s desire turns to guilt as Klaus doubles over with chest rattling coughs, burrying his face into a pillow once again. Dave rubs little circles on Klaus’s back until the fit subsibes.

“Just breathe,” He mumbles softly, kissing Klaus’s forehead after they catch their breath. It doesn’t take long for Klaus’s coughing to subside, “sorry to wake you Davey,” Klaus apologizes quietly, voice hoarse.

“No worries,” Dave mutters as he pulls Klaus closer, “bless you, by the way.”

Klaus grins sleepily, “thanks love”

Dave blushes at the pet name, and his blush deepens as Klaus’s nostrils twitch and he ducks into his elbow, “hehHm’PTsCH!” the first sneeze catches them off gaurd, so they mist the air slightly, “hhHrRnsChew!-n’gSCHew!” the second two sneezes come rapidly, one tumbling out after the other.

Dave shifts so Klaus can’t feel his obvious boner and whispers, “bless you bug. you okay?”

He replays the sound of Klaus’s fit in his head, feeling warmth pool in his stomach as Klaus continues sniffling.

“It’s just a little cold, nothing I can’t handle,” Klaus mumbles sleepily, rolling over so they’re facing Dave and burying their face in his neck. Dave kisses Klaus’s forehead and shivers as Klaus sniffles next to his ear.

Dave can hear as Klaus’s breath catches in their throat, hitching delicately. He swears Klaus is teasing him on purpose, but he doesnt care; he loves it.

“-…. hhih?- ugh,” Klaus rubs at his itchy nose, resulting in a quiet squelch and another wet sniffle, “hhHRD-gNSchEW!”

Klaus burries his nose in Dave’s neck as he sneezes desperately, oblivious of the spray on his boyfriends neck and his upper lip. Their breath is still hitcing. Dave can feel as their chest rises and falls dramatically with each teasing hitch.

“Ble-,”

“hHedDTXCHew! h’nNGXtsh!”

“Bless you,” Dave whispers, voice bearly audible. Dave squirms, feeling hot and tight in his boxers as Klaus sniffles and fights against his cold ridden nose.

He sighs and gives in, kissing Klaus’s neck softly, which immediately gets his partner’s attention. Klaus reciprocates by kissing Dave passionately, ignoring the dampness of their nose and upper lip.

After a few moments, Klaus places a hand on Dave’s chest and pushes him away to the best of his ability before ducking to the side.

“shi-GTDdZCH!! h’nGZ’ck! Christ on a cracker,” Klaus barely manages to stifle the double, body shaking with each suppressed sneeze.

“Bless you,” Dave whispers against Klaus’s lips. Klaus kisses Dave again before tucking their face into his neck.

It doesn't take long for the couple to fall asleep again, although Klaus still wakes up frequently to cough, sneeze, and occasionally kiss Dave.

The End

[moonlit-stay]

(ATE Edition)

This is me writing out my thoughts of each song as I'm listening to them.

Feel free to ignore this😂

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MOUNTAINS thoughts:

OH FUCK

I AM SO EXCITED

PH FMY FICK

SHZJJSHWBWSJDKJXBDJEJDJDUXHRBRJJSJDJDJDHSHS

THIS SONG IS FUCKING EVERYTHING TO ME

THISBHAS ME WANTIMG TO CATAPULT MYSELF INTO A FUCKING WALL

HYUNJIN'S VERSE?????? HELLO?????

ARE WE FUCKING KIDDINGGGGGGGG

I'VE BEEN SO EXCITED FOR THIS SONG SINCE THE UNVEIL TRACK BUT OH MY FUCK. NOTHING COULD'VE PREPARED ME FOR THSI

O AM MANICALLY SCREAMING BRO

Chk Chk Boom thoughts:

THE FUCKING MUSIC VIDEO??????? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE

HAN'S OPENING VERSE IS THE MOST INSANE SHIT IBHAVE EVER HEARD

ZEND FUCKING HELP

(S)CREAMING BROBWHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKK

THEY HAVE FUCKING RYAN REYNOLDS AND HUGH JACKMAN IN THEIR FUCKING MUSIC VIDEO. WHO THE FUCK BESIDES THEM HAD EVER??????

CAN WE SAY MAKIMG FUCKING HISTORY???????

I WILL BLOW MY VOCAL CORDS RIGHT NOW. I DO NOT CARE.

THE FITS??????? PURPLE BIN????

FUCKKKKKKKKKKK

JJAM thoughts:

AHHHHHHHSJDJDIEHEHDY OH NY GOD

THE SCREECH THAT FUCKING LEFT ME

OH MY FUCING GOD

GOD'S MENU, SUPER BOWL, JJAM

MY FAVORITE MUSICAL FAMILY

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

"GODDAMN" ??????????

YOU KNOW IT'S GOOD WHEN YOU'RE PULLING THE MOST DISGUSTED FACES KNOWN TO MANKIND

I CANNOT GRASP THE FACT THAT THIS IS REAL

NO FUCKING WAY THEY PUT "I KNOW YOU KNOW LEE KNOW" I AM LOSING IT

I WILL BE THROWING INSANE ASS TO THIS SONG HOLY SHIT

I Like It thoughts:

IM NOT READY

OH SHIT

THE GASP I GASPED

JESUS CHROST

OH MY HOD

HAN AMD HYUNJIN'S VERSE????? GOOD LORD???

CHRISTOPHER????

CAN'T LIE, I'D THROW ASS TOBTJIS TOO

Runners thoughts:

AHHH OH SHIT

OH FUCK

IBWAS NOT EXPECTING THAT

THROWING ASS AS I TYPE BRO

THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD OG MY GSO

I WILL HOLD YOUR HAND WHAT THE FUCK

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

twilight thoughts:

OH SHIT

THOS IS ALREADY SO GODDAMN BEAUTIFUL

GODDAMN I'M VIBIN

This actually reminds me of one of their performances (one of my ALL time favorite performances, actually)

Is there any sound they CAN'T do? My GOD

This song REALLY makes me wanna dance in the rain for some reason? It just makes sense in my brain??

Stray Kids thoughts:

I'M SCARED

AM I ABOUT TO SOB????

I'M NOT READY

SHIT UP I ALREADY HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES AND IM NOT EVEN 30 SECONDS IN

I have tears streaming down my face.

My eight loves, you've come so, so far

I cannot put into words how proud I am of my boys.

The music video for this song will fucking break me. Nothing will prepare me for that.

Chk Chk Boom (Festival Ver.) thoughts:

I saw "festival version" and screamed

I NEED TO SEE THEM PERFORM THIS AT AN AWARD SHOW OR FESTIVAL ASAP

OH MY FUCK

DHAKING ASS AS I TYEP

O HHUGH MY FUCOSJ GOD

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO NOT ZHAKE ASS????? WHATVTHE FUCK

THIS IS FUCKING INSSNE

JESUS GUCKING CHRIST

Final thoughts:

OH MY FUCK, WHERE DO I START

Okay, so, years ago I decided that whenever they make a comeback I would stream nothing but the album, all day, every day, until after promotions. Over time, the duration of me streaming the album has just gotten longer.

WITH THIS ALBUM?? I'M NEVER LEAVING. WHAT THE FUCK.

I WILL BE SHAKING ASS TO NOTHING BUT THIS ALBUM UNTIL AT LEAST SEPTEMBER

All bullshit aside, I am so incredibly proud of these eight and how far they've come. I am so unbelievably proud to be a STAY, and I cannot wait to continue to support them on this insane journey of theirs.

Nothing but success and unconditional love to my 4th Gen leaders and kings <8

[7official7moose7]

Me losing my shit under the cut (good omens spoilers) (this is long)

WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT THE ACTUAL FICKING FUCK GOD DAMMIT WHAT THE HELL WHAT IN THE ACTUAL NAME OF HELL. WHAT THE LITERAL COMPLETE FUCK. I'M SHAKING AND ON THE VERGE OF TEARS AND I'M GOING TO ACTUALLY PUKE. WHAT KIND OF FUCKING ENDING WAS THAT. IM. WHAT THE FRICKLE FRACKLE TICKLE TACKLE FUCK. WAS THAT. EXMCFUCKING SCUZE ME. FUCK METATRON, FUCK GABRIEL AND BEELZEBUB, FUCK EVERYONE, WHAT THE ACTUAL LITERAL FUCKING FUCK I CAN'T BREATHE. NEIL GAIMAN YOU ABSOLUTE MOTHERFUCKER. I'M IN SHAMBLES AND I'M UPSET AND I CAN'T EVEN TELL IF I MEAN ALL THIS OR NOT I'M REALLY OVERWHELMED WITH THAT WHOLE LAST EPISODE WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK. I'M SO ANGRY AND SO HAPPY BUT I'M ALSO SO FUCKING LIVID BUT I'M ALSO SMILING AS I TYPE THIS. I. FUCK. SHIT GOD DAMMIT HOLY MOTHERFUCKING HELL HEAVEN WHAT THE FUCK EVER. I CAN'T PROCESS THIS RIGHT NOW AND I DON'T K OW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE AFTER THIS SHIT. HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO COPE FOR TWO FUCKING YEARS WAITING FOR THE NEXT SEASON?????? WHAT THE SHIT!!!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL FACTUAL LITERAL SHIT!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T EVEN THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE TO TYPE I'M SO UPSET AND DISTRAUGHT AND MOTHERFUCKING PHYSICALLY SICKKKK. IT'S NORMAL FOR ME TO FEEL SICK WHEN I'M EXCITED BUT GOD DAMMIT THIS IS THE WORST KIND OF EXFUCKINGCITEMENT I'VE EVER FELT. THIS WAS MORE INTENSE THAN THE FUCKING FURY RIDE AT CAROWINDS I FUCK. ING CAN'T. HOW DARE YOU BITCHASSES DO THIS SHIT TO ME YOU ABSOLUTE BUFFOONS. I SWEAR TO GOD METATRON PUT SOME SHIT IN THAT COFFEE BECAUSE THERE'S NO WAY AZIRAPHALE WOULD A. ASK CROWLEY TO BE AN ANGEL AGAIN AND B. PUSH HIM AWAY IN THE EVENT OF A KISS AND SAY "I FORGIVE YOU" WHAT THE FUCK. TWO YEARS!!!!!! WE HAVE TO WAIT TWO MCFUCKING YEARS FOR A NEW SEASON???!!??!??!!!! I'M NOT. I'M NOT DOING SO WELL. I'M NOT PREPARED AND I WASN'T PREPARED AND I NEVER WOULD HAVE BEEN PREPARED TO HAVE THAT FUCKING RUG RIPPED OUT FROM UNDER ME LIKE TGATTTTT. I'M HURTINGGGG. NO ONE TALK TO ME I'M SO FUCKING MESSED UP RN

/hj

[brella]

the way I went to re-read earth air water trees IMMEDIATELY on seeing you'd reblogged a fic ask game, so I could say:

one of the many moments in that fics that made me sicko in the window.jpg:

When he reaches her groin he pauses, breathing open-mouthed, and then softly, fleetingly licks it. 

Nancy’s body jolts. “Wow.”

Ace pulls back, panting. “Sorry—was that weird—I’m sorry—”

your turn!! <3

BETHANY!!! <333 i am putting on "earth air water trees" the song so that i can approach this glorious question with full immersion.

fick ask game

that moment also made me sicko in the window.jpg, i won't lie. any time i had to write any physical intimacy rather than emotional i felt like i had injected myself with jet fuel. i am so glad you liked that part because i loved writing the parts where ace's cool and collected front cracked for 0.2 seconds because he was so attracted to nancy and that was one of them!

the moment in that fic that probably made me the most yeeesss hahaha yesssss (sicko) to write was this:

Nancy could mull that over for hours and still not know how to respond to it. For some reason, it sends a hairline crack through whatever illusory moment she’s climbed into with him—for some reason, it’s this, and not any of the things that came before it, that makes her want to run. She does the next best thing. “You can—pretend I’m Amanda, if it’s easier.”  Ace murmurs something into her thigh, his voice soft and slurred. Nancy swears—swears, for a dizzying moment—that what he says is, don’t have to pretend. “What?” she gasps. “What?”  Ace pulls away, his features stiff with an emotion Nancy can’t identify. Something close to guilt, to yearning, to self-hatred.  “You can pretend I’m Gil,” he says without looking her in the eye. “If that’s easier.” 

i was truly obsessed with the messiness of season 2 and the fact that nancy and ace were EACH INVOLVED WITH ONE OF THE BOBBSEY TWINS and how these respective involvements seemed to really make them notice idk how invested they were in what the other was doing, romantically, physically. the wraith era was such a great sandbox to play in because i loved exploring how nancy's (supernaturally induced but still, quietly, achingly present from the start) self-destructive tendencies would react to this situation, and how ace in turn would react to them (before knowing that they were supernaturally induced)—understanding them, but still being hurt by them. it's like, ace has just handed her something so intimate and genuine, such an unvarnished piece of love, and because of her self-doubt and the wraith's exacerbation thereof she can't accept it. at all. she just has to look away from it. she just has to remind them why they're both there, although is it really why they're both there? can she even imagine the alternative, that he's there for a reason other than what she thinks?

of course my hope is that the reader will want to shake her and be like NANCY HE CLEARLY IS IN LOVE WITH YOU but also understand that nancy can't see that in the moment. and i was imagining what was going through ace's mind upon hearing amanda's name, upon hearing the notion that nancy would expect him to PRETEND HE'S GOING DOWN ON AMANDA INSTEAD OF HER, and not knowing how to get into how not true that is but also being a little stung by it, a little jolted from the moment. like, when she says this, he remembers that she's supposedly with gil, just as she remembers that he's supposedly with amanda. and this is an exchange that could unravel the whole thing, but it doesn't, because even under these circumstances they're ceding ground to one another, letting up slack when the other needs it, leveling the playing field. and ace is like, god, you know what, worth it. in this one moment. before there are consequences to wanting this.

in the wise words of the great marie kondo: i'm so excited because i love... mess. :)

fun fact, this exchange—verbatim—was actually the VERY FIRST PART of the fic that came to me and i was so sicko in the window about it that i was like well. guess we should explore this. see below!

ugh, bethany, this season is turning me inside-out. hold me.

THANK YOU FOR LOVING THIS FIC <3

[alarrytale]

Louis fans tomorrow

Larries: ready for F's annual farce 🙄 (face with every post the Clarks or Tomlinson make tomorrow)

Bbg believers or antis: happy birthday F you are Louis's son we love you 🥳

I : hahaha tomorrow the new cap of the fick Larry that I'm reading is coming out, how exciting and the 22nd new cap of my manwa, how exciting 🤩🤩🤩, later when I find out that F birthday years 🤡🤡🤡,

I swear if it weren't for the comments From Louis' Tweet, today I forgot that it was F his birthday, I only had my Fick scheduled and that the next day my manwua updated the chapter, oh well, what does it matter, who recommends fics?

Hi, anon!

Haha, yeah that's how it will go most likely. When things are shit i read fics too. There is nothing that gets me as excited as an e-mail notification about a new chapter being posted of one of the many wips i'm reading.

Louis_Tomlinson: Listen up. Larry is a consp...

Me: ...Ohhh, fuck yes! A new update! I was scared that wip was abandoned.

Louis: F is the light of my life. He's my s...

Me: ...So H is a 200 year old vampire who just woke up in his coffin in the attic and Louis is now living in H's house? Omggggg!

That's how little i care about what Louis underscore Tomlinson has got to say...

[inquisitorcastellanos]

WIP time beaucse I'm way too excited

Something about visiting adult Ominis when he's under the weather drove me up the wall this week and so I had to write and draw it

If you want to read my very self-indulgent Cinderominis fick you can find it here

[fcntasmas-archive]

This is a different anon, and I'm sorry if this isn't supposed to be writing advice hour 😁 I've been pretty much only writing academically for about 6 years now. I'm almost done with my higher degrees now, so I really want to get back into creative writing. I've sat down with a few ideas that I love, but when I start writing them, it's almost like my brain refuses to get out of that academic mindset. I don't think anybody wants to read a Buddie fick fit for the Journal of Accountancy. Is there anything you do that helps you not feel blocked or stuck, whatever the apt comparison would be?

hello, different anon!!! first of all congrats on being (almost) done with your higher degrees that's such an amazing feat i'm so excited for you!!!! BIG MWAH <3

as for your question, i'd say the advice i gave the other anon can work pretty well for this issue, too, but another piece of advice i can offer to get out of the kind of analytical, practical approach of academic language is to just,,, practice.

freewriting is a great exercise for this. set a timer for like five-ten mins and turn your brain off and just write. don't edit, don't backspace, don't dwell on it or think about it. just write. after that, look back over it and try and pinpoint the things you like about what you wrote, and what you didn't. then try it again, and this time try to focus on expanding on what you liked. rinse and repeat. eventually, you might have, like, even a couple of sentences that feel like they flow a lot more naturally than what you're used to.

ALSO, take a break and read some fiction. YA and NA particularly are two genres i suggest the most, if only because they focus so much on the emotion of it all, which is what you want to achieve when writing your own fiction. tap into the emotions you've either studied in fiction or felt yourself. a great writing exercise that i've done in the past is to just kind of like. write out the basic emotions you may feel on a regular basis -- sad, mad, happy, anxious, etc -- and then write a sentence or two of what they might look like in you or in a certain character. expanding from there should come easier, then.

and just overall GO EASY ON YOURSELF. your brain's been trained to write a certain way, ofc it's gonna take you a minute to find your voice again!! that's totally okay. be patient, embrace the editing process (even though it's arguably the woooorst) and try and try again. talk it out with someone you know/love/trust. send them some snippets and ask them where they think you could be less practical. then try and try again.

i hope this is helpful in any way!! ily lots babe and i am ROOTING for you <333

[thicc-astronaut]

i'm so ficking tired i feel like i'm about to drop. only thing keeping me up is my math professor's excited way of speaking

[dottotz]

Vent incoming.

Heheh. Poooki3 why am I so tired. Why is everything put on me. Why do I have to he so stressed.c I'm labeled as smart strong and whatever but it never feel proud. There's always something wrong. I can t do this anymore. I can't keep picking up the work that my ficking auto and uncle can't do. Like oh my god I don't care if you're stressed your egotistical and annoying fucknwith you and your wife and the children you won't try to better. No. I'm doing everything. The amount of times I've been forgotten for things like FOOD or basic needs is insane. My mom had to buy me some fast food today cause my uncle just seemed to not have any left overs when I can home fromy.my volley ball game that WE HAD DONE THE BEST ON WEVE DONE EVER. I wa so excited to tell them until j was told that I would make to make myself some food and that I j needed to remind my siblings to do things. Hell i just grabbed a protein shake and wasn't planning on eating at all until my Mom texted me. Fuck the amount of times she's said she's proud and I just cant.react. I'm neve gonna be good enough for myself anymore and I'm falling apart. Wha thr fuck. I just want home. I want my dad. I haven't gotten to see or barley even talk about him since before last thankgiving. I'm so tired I'm so tired please no amount of rest could save me my head hurts so much I'm so fucking emotional WHY.

[cent-scratchnsniff]

ramblings of a mad man that has attempted day 46 mostly for archival purposes? Sploilers obviously. If you do read though Hiii! Thank you for doing so. I'm having so much fun playing this

Includes: Apologizing to the screen for deaths caused by my ineptitude, tembling hands, pie?, apoc bird for some god damned reason it just kinda happens??, body count at 9, my favorite child (abomination) now with 12 ego gifts total, PALE DAMAGE???, and more

It took 2 hours total because of me being nervous. I love coffee

im scared. ive just been stat and gift grinding day 41-45 for the past few hours of the game. everyone is above 100 fortitude. there is three people per department at the least currently (excluding safety and training). about 5 aleph inside my facility but it honestly isnt that bad. two sets of gear for all due to being done with disciplinary's core suppression which ive done all of them so far actually.

WHY THE HELL DID IT MAKE ME PICK TWO. WHY DID IT MAKE ME PICK TWO (soon found out why it made me pick two.) i got big bird and wall gazer. terrified to re extract so i didnt. was thinking of mem rep after just doing apoc bird for that sweet sweet beautiful gear for my favorite little agent (maxim) but decided that i should at least try the day in its enirety.

WHY IS THE DEPARTMENT SO GOD DAMN MASSIVEM FICK. WHY IS THERE 8 SLOTS!!! I DIDNT KNOW THIS!!!! I didnt get any spoilers for mechanics day 45 and onward PLEASE KEEP IT LIKE THAT. SHHH. im honestly so so SO excited. I love feeling challenged. i love feeling the despair that comes up from knowing that it isnt just simply repetition anymore to where it loops back to insane laughter and a blooming joy i havent felt in my body for ages.

... i did not account for the fact architecture team would need agents when training though

Maxim (beloved) and Mary (got the 2% gift from nothing there?? when did that happen. go off girl boss) got moved down to there. I LOVE LOB POINTS!!! RAUGHHHH

twas at this moment i realized the meltdowns were going to be facility wide again. oh god. oh YES!!!

CHRIST THE DEPARTMENT IS MASSIVE WHAT THE HELLLLL it did not go where i thought it would the hallways are so LONG and it was at this moment i also realized big bird was a clerk lover as well. yes. put big bird in the department with the LONGEST HALLWAYS KNOWN TO MAN!!!! Goodness Gracious. Doing typical works, hoping for gifts but at this point everyone is level V (except for melendez his fotitude is V though hes just on train duty (i had the fuck ass train in central since day 27)) and EX on fotitude and most other stats. the newer hires had been positioned in record and Extraction for a bit. record is just alephs. and one teth tool. Blue star, nothing there, the silent orchestra. ow. extraction is actually rather chill? the one painting tool, CENSORED (okay not chill i just dont touch it because its a pain to wait for sanity to get back up and i already got the weapon), little red, and king of greed.

white dawn with dawn WHITE DAWN!!!

WHY THE FUCK IS THERE FIXERS IN MY GOD DAMN FACILITY!!! WHO SENT MERCS ON MY ASS!!!!!

lmao nvmd aint shit

IT CAUSED THE WHOLE DEPARTMENT TO HAVE A MELTDOWN!!!!

bella. bella lobe of my life. please. please get a normal with the pink lamma. PLEASE GET A NORMAL WITH THE LAMMA. BELLA!!!!! BELLLAAA!!!!!!!!

im cooked its getting iut isnt it

YEAHHHHH BELLA SWEEP WE ARE ALL FINE

Was worried about the mirror of readjustment (?) melting down and if there was a new mechanic about it and if i NEEDED to resolve meltdowns like in binah's but nope. its fine. tools arent a problem still.

WHY IS ALL AROUND HELPER OUT? WHAT?? its nota. big problem oj its own BUT HOW!!!! ITS IN SAFETY TEAM ORDEAL SPAWNED INSIDE DISCIPLINARY!?!? almost forgot this was categorized as a core suppression so sephirah communication is down. hold on. looking at logs

??? ??? okay it looks like it was just always normal work. guys. you have attatchment over 100 or 100. why are tou getting NORMAL on ALL AROUND HELPER for REPRESSION WORK. im disappointed. not mad but just a bit disappointed. mods(agents). ban it

thinking about it. if dawn is WAW already . whats going to happen next. what level is going to happen when noons activates

just doin typical works rn. nothing special. gotta get to noon

?!?!?!??! WHO KEEPS SENDING FIXERS INTO THE COMPANY TO KILL ME. but also WAW its okay. ..... What do you mean its immune to white damage. most of central control 1 is WHITE DAMAGE DEALERS

WHY IS THER E TWO OF THEM!!!!! WHY IS THE OTHER ONE RED!!!!

HILT SHIT WHAT. OH MY GOD WHATHF holy shit . uhm. mosb is going to breach. uhhh dubbed mosb bully pair go juggle it for a bit

shit how did they die. im sorry. whatm fffffff ukckk. WHY IS VERA DEAD. oh when the white fixer goes down to pray it. does. red damage.... (my ass thought it was only white) fuckin religious ass.

WHY ARE YOU AIMING UP!! oh okay just go ahead and do a circle. uh huh. mhm. yupm just a god damn circle.

WHAT THE HELL!!! WHAT

okay MY bad it was a PIE.

shittttttt theyre dead. ahh im so sorry my ineptitude caused you all to die... .. .

. . . . Erm. okay. uhm. mosb and little red are out. AND BIG BIRD JUST NOTICED RIGHT AFTER!! christ.

mosb suppressioned. easy as FUCK dude it isnt shit. little red was also done, sent maxim over to help (has mimicry gear so red damage wasnt a problem).

errmmmmmmm game plan. kill all clerks at the start of the day via execution. i feel bad but they will die regardless so its better to get it out of the way

... oh dear.

Big bird is still out. i need to check on train and even tools like train count towards punishing bird's qliphoth going down. I KNOW I MENTIONED TO PEOPLE BEFORE THAT APOC BIRD WOULD BE GREAT. BUT NOT RIGHT NOW!!!! WE HAVE A SITUATION!!!!!

you knowbehay. days fucked anyways. here birdy birdy

ITS STARTING oh god.

didnt type for this but judgement bird egg was dealt with. it spawned in Disciplinary while punishing bird egg is inside extraction and big bird's is inside information. i moved at least one employee per hallway (save for the few like control team only having ppodae or how ever you spell it to escape or info only having fire bird to escape.) going to small bird egg since its closer

.... fuuckkkk burrowing heaven is out i got anxious about everything else i forgot. melendez im sorry . agh i need to send someone else into that hallway. no problems when it comes to meltdowns also happening but i need someone there for train specifically since out resident babysitter is deceased

RED IS ALSO OUT. BTWM AHAHAHAHAH!!! AH. A. RED IS IN EXTRACTION. AHAH. i sent maxim and Courtney (red damage dealers that cant help with the egg) over there to try and help the agent being targeted which was positioned in the hallway. i think they might die (agent targeted) but i donthave any bullets left. im sorry ahh

THEY LIVED!!! THEY LIVED!!!! OH GOOD JOB!!!! SPLENDED WORK . second problem censored had. meltdown twice in a row but the sanity wasnt healed enough to i needed to send someone else it during that scuffle

second egg down!!! no casualties on that part so far (besides burrowing heaven which also got suppressed while the rest were working on the scuffle. im not counting burrowing heaven . . .) possessed are a bit of a problem but other than that everything was covered so far and nothing else got out. yeahhhh!!! nice work so far (i say as im talking to the screen of video game pawns)

APOC BIRD DOWN!! yeah that honestly wasnt bad at all tbh. its just violet midnight but some mechanics moved around so it wasnt hard. just a lot to manage. okay it guess thay counts as 'hard' i think im looking for the word 'overwhelming'? which it hadnt been. .... okay it isnt violent midnight at that point BUT the concept of seperate stationary entities that need to be suppressed while having to dance around aspects that you cant directly attack that does damage still stands. neither are too miserable. i actually like violet midnight over amber midnight. WHEN IT ISMT HOKMA'S SUPPRESSION AND I HAVE PAUSE!!!!

forgot vincent died. sorry vincent. ermm okay hoon go up there for me please

my favorite child. my lovely abomination. i shall have to draw you later. but for now back on track I STILL HAVE WHITE DUSK AND MIDNIGHT TO DO!!!!

well good news all the clerks are dead so we dont need to have a mosb (mountain of smiling bodies), big bird, or black swam problem. bad news. uhm. everything else that happened so far. i dont think ive had an agent casualty rate this high since my first midnight. and i had done mem rep after to bring them back. suprisingly binah wasnt that bad (final successful try at least I HAD MULTIPLE WIPES BEFORE I ACRUALLY WENT IN WITH A PLAN UNDERSTANDING ALL MECHANICS) . we arent even done yet. sighhh (only five are dead so far im scared. im not even done yet. thats screwed up.)

i might continue if it goes well. +7 stats to EVERYONE is super good. greed...

i got reloads on bullets. cleeerrrkkksss pspspsp. thank you for surviving this long but you shall need to die for the good of the group. uhm. why is there more than three. WHY ARE YOU STILL ALIVE. THERES ANOTHER ONE??? WHATVTHEBFHEPL

fusk. dusk. good lord. i hope. i HOPE dusk is still a WAW. if its aleph i will scream in teror and then laugh maniacally in joy. probably not sane at that point but AW HELL YEAH!!?!?! okay it started. WHATBTHEBFUCK WHY ISBTHERE FOUR. four total. four. PALE DAMAGE? why are you PALE.

okay sorry locked in for that its over. four dead the panicked were recovered. big and will be bad wolf got out somehow? i think the black fixer ends up messing with the qliphoth in the hall when still alive as it also sets qliphoth meltdowns after death. so qliphoth mechanics wouldnt be too far off. i sent little red after him though so i just maneuvered the rest of my agents around that fight. happened while still supressing the other four. courtney tanked red fixer. even if she didnt do damage she still took the brunt of the attacks with mimicry so thank you courtney that was very helpful. PALE FIXER CAN JUST FUCKIN TELEPORT PKAY??? went over with white fixer when the ganf was beating the shit of of them. not good. they lived though! the only casualties at thay point was my carelessness with black fixer for one(?) and the rest came from pale fixer. sorry.... 3 dead total then. why is everything i have white damage btw. really bad. really really bad i need to fix that.

refill of bullets for midnight thank you. couldnt find it at first but the odreal (CLAW??? CLAW?????!?!?) is in central command department 2 on the top most floor. grouped everyone up before hand and then sent them in. WHY IS HE RESISTANT TO EVERYTHING. WHY. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DONT BE ANOTHER BINAH I KNOW YOURE BOTH RELATED TO THE HEADBBIT PLEASEE!!!! DONT HAVE A SEXOND PHASE FOR AN ORDEAL THAT WOULD BE SCREWED UP!!!!?!?!

WHY IS THERE MARKERS ON MY EMPLOYEES

nvmd that was. so fucking easy? literally got stun locked after the gang just dog piled him. less than a minute. about 30 seconds on 2x speed. BUT ITS OVER!!!!!!

surprisingly good rating score. body count is at 9 but everyone did a good job. now for the story

AHGHHGEGBGKGIJMENGJGOHORJG

wow. okay. erm. glad i did the core suppressions HAHA ohhh god. that got me teary for a bit for some reason. god i love lob corp so so much

[ki-kink]

As wished by @toxicafaesthetic here translated to English:

Yo dude, if you're a real badass, nobody thinks you got anything going on up there. Like, as if anyone would realize you're already killing it and there are enough peeps throwing cash at you and willingly cleaning your kicks. Been there, done that. And when you're ballin' with the boys in Lloret de Mar, of course no one believes you're sitting in the Business Class. Same old drill at security, they pat me down thoroughly. But if the Security guy's hot, I'll tuck my gold chain nicely in my pocket before I go through the scanner.

That loser who's been tailing me since security really thinks he can fool me. Bro, he needs to wake up earlier! His plan? Not bad, but so easy to see through. Him spilling my Jacky Cola on my pants and telling me to switch seats? Ridiculous! But hey, no biggie, I like it when someone rubs on me. Plus, there are worse seatmates than dudes in bomber jackets with square faces.

The dude tries to play it cool as I scroll through some lit trashy pics on my phone. Obviously, he's peepin', he can't help it. And of course, he gets a 'lil excited. Naturally, he follows me to the bathroom. And of course, when he sees my junk, suddenly he's not a tough guy anymore, just a little submissive jerk with a boner.

The steward hands me another Jacky Cola before I go, and the jerk gets to carry my bag. Sure, I can do a lot, but drink, look cool, and carry my Louis Vuitton Weekender at the same time? Nah. Besides, looks better when I got someone being my puppet.

The cop spy? No luggage, had to tail me last minute. Pathetic disguise, what a loser. But hey, he's got a nice butt and tongue, gotta give him that. He tosses my bag in the trunk of the G-Wagon picking me up. Asks if we should hang out sometime. Dude's clueless! But hey, I like playing with idiots who underestimate me. Ask him if he wants to come to the hotel. Of course, he says "Yes." Jackpot, he thinks. Jackpot, I think.

Of course, the cop can't hold back in the car. Just sucked my junk at 10,000 feet, now he can't wait to get to the hotel. Honestly, I'd rather shoot my saliva up his butt than in his face. But a good trashy dude steps in when a hole needs filling. Even if it's a cop's face. The driver's a cool dude. And a smart one. "Fick die Polizei" by Automatikk blasts from the AMG speakers. Perfect!

At the hotel, the cop asks if he can shower. Sure, I say, but clean that butt real good, 'cause I'm gonna plow it. Loud moaning from the shower. Yup, I haven't let him release yet, he's gotta do that now, the jerk. I search through his jacket. Smells real good of cigs and cop sweat. Gotta admit, he's a hot one. Got handcuffs too. The bed has bars on the headboard. Already know what I'll do with those cuffs. And after I've thoroughly pounded him, we're gonna hit the town with the boys for some drinks. He may still be a cop. But he's leaving Lloret as a trashy dude!

Proll-Stalking

Alter, wenn du 'n richtiger Assi bist, dann denkt halt keiner, dass du was auf’m Kasten hast. Scheiße, als ob einer checken würde, dass du längst am Drücker bist und dass es genug Leute gibt, die dir ihre Kohle hinterherwerfen und auch noch freiwillig deine Sneaker putzen. Kenn ich nur zu gut. Und wenn du dann mit den Jungs nach Lloret de Mar ballerst, glaubt natürlich keiner, dass du in der Business Class sitzt. Jedes Mal dasselbe an der Kontrolle, die fummeln mich da gründlich ab. Aber wenn der Security-Typ heiß ist, schieb ich meine Goldkette schön in die Tasche, bevor’s durch die Schleuse geht.

Dieser Spasti, der mir seit der Kontrolle auf den Fersen hängt, denkt echt, er könnte mich verarschen. Alter, der muss aber früher aufstehen! Sein Plan? Gar nicht mal so schlecht, aber mega leicht zu durchschauen. Dass der Steward mir meinen Jacky Cola über die Hose kippt und dann meint, ich soll den Platz wechseln? Lächerlich! Aber ey, kein Problem, ich hab’s eh gern, wenn mir einer im Schritt rumreibt. Außerdem gibt’s schlimmere Sitznachbarn als so Typen mit Bomberjacke und kantigem Gesicht.

Der Penner gibt sich Mühe, locker zu bleiben, während ich auf meinem Handy 'n paar goile Proll-Bilder als Wichsvorlage durchscrolle. Klar, er glotzt rüber, kann nicht anders. Und natürlich kriegt er 'n Harten. Natürlich folgt er mir auf’s Klo. Und natürlich ist er, wenn er meinen Dödel sieht, plötzlich keine harte Sau mehr, sondern nur noch 'n kleiner devoter Wichser mit ’nem Steifen.

Der Steward drückt mir zum Abschied noch 'nen Jacky Cola in die Hand, und der Wichser darf schön meine Tasche tragen. Klar, Alter, ich kann viel, aber trinken, cool aussehen und gleichzeitig meinen Louis-Vuitton-Weekender schleppen? Nicht drin. Sieht auch besser aus, wenn ich jemanden hab, der den Hampelmann für mich macht.

Der Bullen-Spitzel? Natürlich ohne Gepäck, musste ja spontan hinter mir her. Was für ’ne erbärmliche Tarnung, was für 'n Loser. Aber 'n knackigen Arsch und 'ne Zunge hat der, das muss man ihm lassen. Er packt mir die Tasche in den Kofferraum der G-Klasse, die mich abholt. Fragt noch, ob wir uns die Tage mal sehen. Alter, ist der dumm! Aber hey, ich spiel gern mit Idioten, die mich unterschätzen. Frag ihn, ob er Bock hat, ins Hotel zu kommen. Klar sagt er „Ja“. Jackpot, denkt er. Jackpot, denk ich.

Natürlich kann der Bulle sich im Auto nicht zurückhalten. Er hat gerade erst in 10.000 Metern Höhe meinen Schwanz gelutscht, jetzt kann er nicht bis ins Hotel warten. Eigentlich würde ich ihm meinen Sabber lieber in den Arsch als in die Fresse schießen. Aber ein guter Proll ist zur Stelle, wenn ein Loch gefüllt werden muss. Auch, wenn es eine Bullenfresse ist. Der Fahrer des Wagens ist eine coole Sau. Und eine clevere. Aus den geilen Boxen vom AMG dröhnt „Fick die Polizei“ von Automatikk. Passend!

Im Hotel fragt der Bulle, ob er mal duschen darf. Klar, sag‘ ich, aber bitte auch den Arsch gut ausspülen, bevor ich ihn ficke. Aus der Dusche kommt lautes Stöhnen. Klar, ich habe ihn noch nicht abspritzen lassen, das muss er jetzt nachholen, der Wichser. Ich durchsuche mal seine Jacke. Stinkt geil nach Zigaretten und Bullenschweiß. Muss man ihm lassen, ne geile Sau ist er. Handschellen hat er auch dabei. Das Bett hat Gitterstäbe am Kopfteil. Dann weiß ich schon, was ich mit den Handschellen anfangen werde. Und wenn die Sau so richtig durchgevögelt ist, gehen wir mit den Jungs einen Saufen. Er mag noch ein Bulle sein. Aber Lloret verlässt er als Proll-Sau!

Goile Pics von @proll4you

If you liked to read this in English, please let me know!

[phasewavesblog]

When you want to drink, smoke or do dr**s to just forget-

But at the same time you know addictions run in the family and addictions are difficultto fund-

So now your just sitting here deciding what to do.

Forever wanting to do something but not able to do anything-

Then Sн is not preferable either... so your just left.

No way to get these urges or emotions or feelings out. Sp now I'm just sitting here rambling to a void, but It's nice. Atleast I can stare off onto space and imagine a world where I matter and can make a difference.

I mean, that's exactly what I'm doing right now but is it enough? How much do I have to give to people to prove that I'm worth it ? That I'm valued and loved? That I'm worthy to be here and be a great asset to humanity?

I just. In saying, I know I'm valued and.. and... I don't know. But...

It just ficking sucks seeing people succeed and get rewarded for it, I succeed and get nothing out of it. I want someone to love me, and to love me unconditionally.

I tried going back to my old delusional thinking and believing that I am more needed then I believe but it's like-

A substance that you get so used to that hearing those same sweet words that you tell yourself does nothing.

I like disassociating and imagining myself living in a world where I'm loving and loveable, where I can help others and be myself, a place where I can actually be me.

And trust me, I do try to live like this is in this world but it's just- not enough.

Why can't I be rewarded? Is it the mindset of "can't?" I tried to use words of affirmation that "I am worthy of love" and other such things yet- what has that result gotten me?

I mean. There I go again.

I'm distancing myself from my emotions.

Do you know that I genuinely believe that I am not human? Well, in a sense that I've "incarnated" on Earth, but that originally I'm not human, that doesn't stop me from being human on the outside though.

So while yes, I am technically human physically, mentally and everything else- I'm not. At least, that's the way I put it- but at the same time, I AM HUMAN. I was born here and chose to incarnate here, and since I've lived among humans, doesn't that make me a human too? Despite this being my first incarnation here atleast,

But there's so many other people who are already better at being human than me.

I tried to be human, do you know that?

After giving up my delusional thinking of 5 years, I decided that I was going to be human, since the former lifestyle got me no where in terms of love.

So, earlier this year, I decided to be human and live as a human, it felt somewhat nice and exciting again. Then, I fell in love, I met someone and we had genuine emotional intimacy, it was nice.

But then, it fell through. They weren't ready, which was understandable, then they pulled away.

Then I was left with the realization,

Why am I always the one reaching out?

I always reach out and ask if other people are alright, or I give them gifts, or I tell them how I genuinely feel- so why don't I recieve that in return as well?

So, I stopped reaching out as often and pulled back from my former situationship friend, and then- they abandoned me for a bit. It stung...

Then, after a month, I wanted attention again.

I just want to be seen, heard and loved. I want to be someones, well, someone.

And not in a platonic way- I have 5 friends who are platonic- I swear to god, I cannot fucking take this anymore.

I'm always not enough for anyone.

WHY AM I NOT ENOUGH?

I've tried believing that I am enough, and hell, I even fucking have taken myself out on dates and dressed up- but... why can't I just be loved?

I just want to be loved, please. Please. Please.please.

I hate this.

I don't want to fall off, but I don't want to tell anyone these things either cause I just feel fucking insane Haha, so.

I've been journaling.

I have a diary, and plenty of videos of myself, pictures and evidence that I exist.

I occasionally like going back and replaying videos of me being happy and seeing myself be human, but then it hurts cause I can see that I am indeed, capable of loving and being loved- so why can't I be love unconditionally?

[sadlovesstuff]

The men I look at. Your body. Mmm is so hot sexy. Makes me feel I want you love me again. Mmm I wanna make love with you.. Someone is look at the eyes. Mmm I will love you all.. Your parts taste so good.. Mmm I I'm your lqdy.. Mmm fuck me.. Ohhh I like your dick.. Mmm sucked my prissy mmm what I feel in your skin. I wanna love you all the time. I fall. In love with you. He likes me. Taste my dick.. You're the men I want. To kiss.. Touch me when I'm. Excited fick me please I loved you. Ohhh ohhh flicking me my dear. Fucking the lady he arrive at the lady. And is watching. Her. Mmm it taste so good.. Every woman loves you.. Myself in your bed. Really want you penetrated me. -ohhh my lady. Do you want to sleep with me? He said -yes you can love me. Mmm touch. The ass.. Fucking my dick. Mmm I want you be mine. Ohhh mere me to main 'em mi Chocho.. Ohhh como me gusts to polla.. Mmm meteme tus manos 'en mi culo. Mmm chupame las tetas.. Mmm como me gusta su polla. Mmm sucked my balls.