#I am very thankful for all the things it's provided me this year

[joshbruh10x]

You do not know how SLEEP DEPRIVED my week has been but OH FUCK FNAF SECURITY BREACH'S 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY I DIDNT REALIZE KGNDKSKDNSN

Bro this game's 1 year old already 💀, anyways uhh yes I'm too tired to try and draw anything special for now (might draw smth tomorrow, idk) but Happy birthday to security breach!!!!

Thank you for giving me one year's worth of art improvement, friends, introduction to fic writing, and fucking brainworms for sexy sexy ass robots

[save-mohamed-family]

My campaign is verified and added to the Gaza Donations page with number 192.

Thank you for documenting my campaign from the following accounts:

@sar-soor @heba-20

@el-shab-hussein

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@ibtisams @marnota @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @i-am-aprl @northgazaupdates @fallahifag @fairuzfan

I love you all 🙏🙏♥️🌹

I am Mohammed Almanasra, 32 years old, married, and a father of three children: Abdulrahman, 6 years old, Sarah, 4 years old, and Lina, 3 years old.

My story began with the loss of my parents and four of my sisters, who were bombed and lost their lives along with their children after the events of October 7 and the severe war on Gaza. Now, I am facing a severe injury to my leg, which is at risk of amputation if I do not receive the necessary treatment. My wife, children, and I are displaced, without parents or siblings, and my wife is also suffering from uterine cancer.

Recently, I moved to the south of the Gaza Strip, fearing for the lives of my children. We left behind our memories and our new home, for which we had not finished paying the installments, in addition to losing my job. Currently, I live in a tent that does not protect me from the heat of summer or the cold of winter, and without the minimum necessary livinng basics including water, food medical care, clothe and even bedding .

I suffer from a chronic asthma and severe attacks from tightness and an extreme allergy in the ear and I need medicine that are not available, or very expensive .

Under these difficult circumstances, after five attempts at displacement and narrowly escaping death from the bombing, I am trying with all my might to protect my family, the most precious thing I have.

My dreams were shattered, and my house was destroyed, and I found myself living in a tent no larger than 4 square metres. My work turned from a tailor to a street vendor in order to barely buy a few crumbs of bread to feed my children.

Look at what happened to my children because of the intense heat and the insects that thrive in the summer season. Every day, I take them to the hospital to treat them due to poisonous insect bites. I implore every kind-hearted soul to help me protect my children.

My son, Abdul Rahman, has a deep passion for playing football and is a devoted fan of Real Madrid. He always dreamed of playing football at his school, but the war prevented this dream from coming true.

Where are you, Real Madrid fans ?

Help Abdul Rahman achieve his dream.

Every donation will make an enormous difference in helping me save my family.

I feel very sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know that this request is difficult, but I also know that there is still humanity and living consciences and I believe in miracles.

Your support during this extremely difficult time will give us hope in the midst of devastation and despair.

If you have any inquiries or questions, feel free to ask me, please!

To everyone with a compassionate heart,

To all who understand the essence of humanity,

This is a message from my innocent children, who trust that their words will reach everyone who truly understands the meaning of childhood.

We cry out to you, asking you to feel our sorrow and pain, and to extend a helping hand to us in this time when we are in desperate need of your mercy and compassion.

My name is being repeatedly added to many public and private donation campaigns. Please, be a support for me in this difficult situation.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/0/d/1yYkNp5U3ANwILl2MknJi9G7ArY4uVTEEQ1CVfzR8Ioo/htmlview

Sincere greetings & thanks

Mohammed & the family

[anonymouspuzzler]

HAPPY UPDATE DAY!!! 🏠

After all this time, all this hard work, I can finally tell you all more about my work on Welcome Home beyond "Dude Just Trust Me I Work On It I Swear" !!

I've been calling myself the "production manager" because a lot of what I've done has been in that realm - making checklists and spreadsheets, doing research, sending emails, and generally keeping our wonderful team on track to do the incredible things they do, with all the support they need! I'm very lucky and grateful to get to support Clown and all the incredible actors and artists we've brought on!!

that said, over the time I've been part of this project (I looked back and realized February 1st this year is when it all Officially Began, can you believe it), I've gotten to work on some more obvious, visible things you'll find on the site today as well! most prominently, I am very proud to say, I was the curator of the very real Welcome Home exhibition!! Clown was extremely generous and supportive in letting me bring his work into the world this way, and with their help it became bigger and better than I ever could have dreamed! Though this iteration was very small and private due to our venue, I hope the few of you I know who attended enjoyed it very much, and for the rest, know we hope to find ways to host the exhibition in other and more public venues in the future! (Where and when, I don't know, but I'll work hard to make it happen...!)

As part of the exhibition, I was able to create a lot of new props to help build the world of Welcome Home! Most excitingly, I was able to create a real working toy telephone, and help Clown to find our talented group of voice actors to provide the recordings! And of course, I was able to meet dear sweet Wally and Home themselves, who were the sweetest little peanuts and a true pair of professionals! Just delights to work with!!

Though this was my most prominent contribution, somehow, that wasn't all! You will find bits and pieces of my art and writing all over the newest website update (some places more obvious than others...), and I was able to contribute to building many of the new and updated site pages as well! We've all worked so hard on everything you'll find there, so I hope you all enjoy the exciting new additions to the neighborhood!

My final little statement while I have my sweet little soapbox here... every last one of you who has provided support, even just one ko-fi tip, has Directly made this update Possible!! Not only do these tips allow us very literally to pay for supplies, art, voice work and the like, it very directly Supports and Improves the livelihoods of every single person involved!! so if you have the means, and would like to do so, please do consider tipping or subscribing to Clown and/or any of the other artists and actors involved!

And with all that... thank you, neighbors!! And Welcome Home!!

[mysillycomics]

Hi everyone! This is Claire. I am writing to let you all know that we did it. We saved Bailey and Tiger Fluff, and we all live together in an apartment in Illinois, my home state. We really, really did it!!!

You can read our thanks, thoughts, and more under the read more :0)

(note: Oliver also goes by Bailey! She has two names.)

There are many important people on this journey that we would like to specifically thank.

First, all of our friends (especially Peregrine, Sophie, and Jackson) who were there on the day Bailey was evicted, who listened to me and helped me figure out what to do when I felt more lost than I’ve ever been. Without them we wouldn’t have been able to act so quickly and efficiently. Because of them, we were able to formulate a plan.

Speaking of Jackson, he and his partner Cherri need to be thanked once again. Jackson drove all the way from his home, Bailey’s motel, and back to get both her and Tiger to a place to stay while we figured out what to do next. They provided a warm, quiet, and safe place for both of them in a time when something like that was so far away. For the first time in a long time, I knew that Bailey was truly somewhere safe. For that, we will be forever grateful.

While we do not have their names, we would like to thank the staff of the airport and airline who helped make this journey objectively possible. They also made Tiger into a little celebrity on the flight, and everyone, including the pilot, went to greet her and congratulate her for being so brave. She really is the bravest little kitty we know.

Next are my very close friends Elle and Callan, who invited Bailey and Tiger to stay at their house not far from mine while we secured a place of our own. They, like Jackson and Cherri, gave both of them the space to simply be. I was able to visit a couple of times, and being with my favorite people made an extremely difficult time so much better. It made me think “this feeling is what we are fighting for”.

Finally, we’d like to thank you.

To all of you who read and shared our story, you helped us to feel seen and heard and not alone. Reading words of support in the comments, quote retweets, and tumblr tags truly made me feel like we could do this with everyone cheering us on.

To everyone who donated, your generosity this financially possible. As of writing, we received $19,381 from the GoFundMe. We are now able to use the rest of funds that have been tucked away in savings for rent, food, and bills. I cannot overstate how grateful we both are. What you did for us will never leave our hearts.

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While Bailey and Fluffy were at Elle and Callan’s, we found an apartment. It was small, but perfect. We toured. We applied. And we got it.

And on December 9th, 2023, we moved in and started living together! Our goal, our dream, our driving force for so long was achieved. After three years of long distance, we finally made it.

Our home is small, and has some quirks as all homes do, but it’s ours. The love of my life, the best little cat in the word, and I are all together. We are safe, warm, happy, and loved. The future we fought so hard for us now the present. Forgive me for being long-winded. I just have so much to say about all of this! Sometimes I still can’t believe that we actually did it. But we did, we really did!!!

I’m going to keep the GoFundMe up for a little bit, but once things settle more I will close donations.

Thank you!!!!!!!!! 🧸💕

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Hey everyone Bailey here, I cannot overstate just how grateful I am to every single one of you and how thankful I am that this journey has been able to come into fruition. It was very scary being in that motel not having a plan or knowing what I was gonna do next while everything was crumbling around me. If it wasn't for Claire and our incredibly kind and caring friends I don't know what I'd do. They helped me press on and get through this with Fluff and we finally did.

Finally we're in a place that brings nothing but peace and comfort, my anxiety has dropped and I'm doing things I've never thought possible and building up strengths I never knew I had, I feel whole in a way that I've never felt before and I'm just, happy.

I am so grateful to have Claire, for years she's been so supportive and comforting and has brought this dream we've had into reality and every day I am so thankful to have her, she is the love of my life and my best friend. The life that her, myself and Fluff now share will forever be together and we can finally begin living. 💚💜

Thank you everyone, thank you to our friends who let Fluff and I into their lives to be able to be safe while we get our bearings, thank you to everyone who said such kind and wonderfully compassionate words, cheering us on as we go, every day I was looking at the community post I made on YT and it was just filled with people being so supportive, and thank you everyone who donated and got us into where we are. We could not have done it without all of you. 🐟 ❤️ 🐟 ❤️

[canonkiller]

Hi, I'm Canon. I'm a disabled artist with some kind of gender and homosexual tendencies. You might have seen my usernames around in posts about loving OCs, or complaining about video game inaccessibility, or attached to one of the worm-centric comics I made, like these ones:

I hate having to ask for help when there's already so much going on, but I am also At My Limit.

To make a long story short, I am very disabled in multiple ways and I am living in a very inaccessible (and often directly disability-hostile) home. While I live with family, they do not provide assistance (financial or otherwise) and our rural location and the glacial pace of Canada's social services have left me A Bit Fucked. (Whatever you think Canada's health care provides, either it doesn't, or it takes half a year to even book an appointment.)

I've asked for help in the past with smaller goals, but costs continue to add up - and this time, finally, I may be able to actually make permanent accessibility changes to the household... if I can fund it myself. On the amount I get from the disability support program in my province, I can't do that; I would have to stop eating for months to afford even one of the major renovations in that time, and, obviously, I can't do that.

What kind of accessibility updates would this be going towards?:

A wheelchair ramp at at least one exit of the house; there are four potential exits, and all of them are currently multiple sets of stairs without railings.

A stair lift (for upstairs access) or a walk in tub (for downstairs access), depending on what my family will agree to

Dressers / storage that I am physically capable of opening

HRT (guess what isn't covered by Canada's health care, apparently!)

A whole mess of medical appointments (vision, prescriptions, dental, infinite various symptom testings) and transportation to and from those appointments (guess what else isn't covered!!)

A functional freezer

Physiotherapy 👍

Food 👍👍👍

And how can you donate?:

Donate directly to my Ko-fi page

Pledge monthly to my Ko-fi membership tiers

Order a commission from me (you'll be added to a queue; I can't provide completion time estimates right now)

Buy my premade digital goods (TTRPG resources, bases, tattoo tickets, etc) through Ko-fi or itch.io

Buy my art on physical goods through Redbubble or INPRNT

Buy designs / adoptables I've made through Toyhouse

Buy things off of my Amazon accessibility wishlist

I'm trying to buy used and second-hand / go through free stuff groups where I can to save costs, so I don't have a fixed goal and genuinely every bit helps. I really want to be able to get back to functioning somewhat normally, and due to Circumstances - as embarrassing as it is - I can't do that on my own, and I can't keep struggling with it the way I have been.

Thank you for your time, and any help you're able to provide. Reblogs are welcome and appreciated.

[rafry]

Euclydia, Cults and Need for Control

Disclaimer: this analysis raises sensitive topics. if you are/were a victim of a cult and the topic triggers you, please refrain from reading further(/seek help). Additionally, I am not a specialist on said topic, nor am I a clinician. But I am a survivor, so part of the narrative may or may not be just me projecting the trauma on a silly yellow triangle. That said, reader discretion is advised! :)

The take: Euclydia is likely to be a cult-like society and the reason Bill, after years of abuse, grows up to be as he is: a power-hungry monster. Let's analyze!

For the starters, The Start. Each state has its own anthem. How lucky that we were kindly provided with the Euclidian hymn (hidden under the code "FORGETTHEPAST")! Lets take a look:

"Two dimensions to and from, You always know which way to go If you're lost, don't be afraid, In Euclydia you've got it made! Run too far too right of frame, You'll appear on left again! Jump too high, don't fry or fret, You'll pop up from the ground, I bet! In this place there is no fear, Roles and rules, always clear, Euclydia, we hold you dear…"

That tells us way more than we could've asked for, really. The most important: Euclydia is a state of Clear Rules™. Everything works perfectly thanks to The Rules and The Roles, and the state is loved by it's citizens. It's might be a caricature 2D utopia, but how it reacts when the rules are questioned?

"Eye doctor of a different kind, who wants to make his patient blind The doctor says: 'three sips a day will make the visions go away' Fussy eater, baby Billy Wouldn't drink unless it's silly..."

If there's anything about cults and the way they make people behave, is that the "wrong" ones in the community are usually ostracized and/or heavily medicated to not cause any troubles. Those people are sometimes called 'heretics', but may as well just be called crazy or insane by their peers. Oh look completely unrelated picture:

"Cipher, Cipher, he's insane Starting fires with his brain"

Honestly, the other time it would be it. Euclydia, if not Is, then sure does Act like a cult in some way. I could've finished here, easily, but there's something missing, isn't?

"The hell do you mean by 'The Need to Control', OP?"

I mean that the BILLVILLE is important.

There's the thing about trauma survivors: some of us, after living a life with no control over ones societal position (ostracization/isolation), body (forcibly medicated) or even mind (feeling of inadequacy), crave for some form of control to be regained.

It can turn toxic very quickly when the only form of control one has ever seen in their life is being The Leader (cult leader/shitty parent/armageddon overlord/you get the idea, it's about becoming an authority figure).

And so, Bill becomes a cult leader! Very possibly covering up the need for control and admiration with what I call "The most inefficient way to build an Interdimentional Portal ever", since, well, he's got to lie to himself every now and then, that's his thing (trauma response).

As for the details:

He uses the dead mans body — the body that wouldn't cause any resistance, thus being perfect for taking under control.

He sees the position of the interviewer as more authoritative than the position of the interviewee — and he swaps the roles. That wasn't enough though, so he demands (politely) to be called "My Lord And Master" for a good measure.

He very possibly recreates some of Euclydia-like order in his own "Town" in terms of expressing individuality. They might've been pretty decent in following scripts, I think.

So, I don't think Euclydia has ever been religious in any way, since that would left some other scars on Bills psyche for sure. But highly authoritative, ignorant, strict in its rules to the point of self-damnation? That checks. That's the place that has formed Bill, after all.

That's the place that he wishes to rebuild.

Maybe not consciously, maybe distorted by his illness and broken memory of a loving-paradise-home that has never actually been that way, but he seeks the comfort of familiarity — most of us do. Familiar stings are better than an uncontrollable too-bright future, isn't?

I hope he does well on therapy.

[driverlando]

✧.* SIXTY-NINE

synopsis - y/n is a singer and Lando is the muse for her latest single

before you continue: this is suggestive so minors dni!! if you enjoyed then pls reblog and follow! it means a lot <3

EXCLUSIVE: Pop Sensation Y/N Spotted Leaving Monaco Hideaway Early Morning — Allegedly After Spending Night with F1’s Lando Norris, Says Fan

Monaco – May 10, 2024:

In a shocking twist of events that has sent the rumor mill into overdrive, international pop superstar Y/N was seen slipping out of a discreet building in Monaco early this morning. The singer, known for her chart-topping hits and glamorous lifestyle, was caught by an eager fan who managed to snap a few candid photos, sparking a frenzy of speculation.

Y/N, dressed in an oversized denim jacket over her black dress and carrying an overnight bag, seemed keen on keeping a low profile as she exited the building at around 6 AM. However, her attempt at stealth was thwarted by a die-hard fan who happened to be in the right place at the right time. The fan, who wishes to remain anonymous, shared the encounter with our reporters, providing exclusive photos that reveal the singer’s unmistakable figure.

The buzz doesn’t stop there. Sources close to the scene suggest that Y/N wasn’t alone in the luxurious abode. The same insider hinted at the presence of Formula 1 star Lando Norris, fueling rumors of a budding romance between the two high-profile figures. Lando, who recently competed in and won the Miami Grand Prix, was reportedly seen entering the same building the previous evening.

Speculation has been rife since the two were spotted chatting intimately at an after-party for the Grand Prix. Their undeniable chemistry and shared laughter did not go unnoticed, prompting whispers among attendees. This morning’s sighting has only added fuel to the fire.

Our source disclosed, “Y/N looked like she was trying to keep things under wraps. She was very cautious, but it’s hard to go unnoticed when you’re that famous. The fan got lucky with those photos, and it’s clear that Y/N wasn’t expecting any attention at that hour.”

While Y/N’s management team has yet to comment on the situation, fans have taken to social media to express their excitement and curiosity. “Y/N and Lando? Didn’t see that coming!” tweeted one fan, while another wrote, “They would be the ultimate power couple!”

Lando Norris, known for his charm and talent on the racetrack, has also remained tight-lipped. The British racing driver has previously been linked to a few high-profile personalities, but this is the first time rumors have connected him with the pop icon Y/N.

The Miami Grand Prix weekend has always been a hotspot for celebrity encounters, but this year seems to have outdone itself. With both Y/N and Lando being at the peak of their careers, their possible romance is sure to capture headlines worldwide.

As the day progresses, fans and media alike are eagerly awaiting any statement from Y/N or Lando. Will this be the start of a new celebrity power couple, or just a fleeting moment of intrigue? Only time will tell.

Stay tuned for more updates on this developing story.

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yourusername

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yourusername back in the studio ✨

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user1 are you going to be singing about a particular muse? 🤨

user2 not lando liking , they’ll be the it couple once they make it official

↳ user3 leave them alone

user4 this best be the juiciest song ever

↳ user5 right?! I need ALL the details 🤭

user6 everyone say it with me now, thank you Lando Norris!

user7 the queen is back in the studio!! can’t wait for new music

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landonorris

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landonorris can you stay up all night?

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user8 the caption 😂 are you referring you your night with y/n?

↳ user9 he must be lol

oscarpiastri for you, i obviously could

↳ landonorris wasn’t talking to you

↳ user10 he definitely meant the caption for @/yourusername

yourusername dripped out💧

↳ user11 SHE COMMENTED!!

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yourusername

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yourusername So what you doing tonight?

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user12 for you I’ll clear out my schedule

user13 SHES IN ENGLAND!! IS SHE MEETING LANDOS FAMILY?

↳ user14 yall love reaching

user15 I feel like the caption is a lyric 🤔

landonorris doin’ you right

↳ user16 KSJAJJA NOT LANDO REPLYING TO THE CAPTION

↳ user17 y/n and lando talk to eachother through the captions confirmed

↳ user18 GUYS I FEEL LIKE WERE NOT REACTING ENOUGH TO WHAT HE JUST SAID

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EXCLUSIVE: Pop Star Y/N Set to Drop Steamy New Single “34+35” Inspired by Night with F1’s Lando Norris

In a sensational twist that’s bound to send fans into a frenzy, international pop icon Y/N is reportedly set to release a brand-new single titled “34+35,” inspired by her recent night with Formula 1 star Lando Norris. This exciting news comes hot on the heels of rumors surrounding their burgeoning romance, which have captivated the media and fans alike.

According to insiders close to the singer, Y/N penned the provocative track following her secret rendezvous with Lando in Monaco. The song, which is said to be both sultry and playful, delves into the intimate details of their night together, promising to leave listeners blushing.

A source from Y/N’s inner circle revealed, “Y/N was absolutely buzzing after her night with Lando. She went straight into creative mode and wrote ‘34+35’ in just a few hours. The chemistry between them has clearly sparked something incredible musically.”

The title “34+35” has already stirred intrigue and speculation, with savvy fans quick to decode its risqué implication – the sum of the numbers, hinting at a rather suggestive theme. This clever play on words is characteristic of Y/N’s bold and unapologetic style, which has earned her legions of dedicated followers.

Y/N took to social media earlier today to tease the upcoming release, sharing a cryptic post that simply read, “34+35 Midnight EST. Yall aren’t ready for this one” alongside a sultry photo of herself. The post has since gone viral, racking up millions of likes and comments as fans eagerly anticipate the drop.

Lando Norris, who has remained coy about his relationship status, added fuel to the fire by retweeting Y/N’s post and leaving a cheeky comment: “Can’t wait to hear this one 😉.” His playful interaction has only intensified the buzz, with many speculating about the depth of their connection.

As the clock ticks down to midnight EST, the anticipation for “34+35” is reaching fever pitch. Fans across the globe are gearing up for what promises to be one of Y/N’s most talked-about releases yet. Given the star power of both Y/N and Lando, the single is expected to top charts and dominate playlists within hours of its release.

This unexpected collaboration between the world of pop music and Formula 1 has everyone talking, and it’s clear that Y/N knows how to keep her audience on their toes. Whether this sizzling track will reveal more about her relationship with Lando or simply offer a tantalizing glimpse into their night together, one thing is certain – “34+35” is set to be the summer’s hottest hit.

Stay tuned for the drop at midnight EST and prepare to be captivated by Y/N’s latest musical masterpiece.

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yourusername

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yourusername 34+35 out now!! Give it a listen, it’s a juicy one 💋

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user19 HELLO THAT WAS THE MOST PUSSY CLENCHING SONG EVER AND ITS ABOUT LANDO?!

↳ user20 it’s not confirmed

↳ user21 an insider from y/ns team confirmed it in a recent article

landonorris Grammy when?

↳ oscarpiastri you don’t deserve to be the muse of a song

↳user22 someone’s jealous

user23 everyone pls thank Mr Lando “doin you right” Norris

↳ user24 they were teasing the song 😭

user25 THE EARTHQUAKE LYRIC, YALL NASTYYY I LIKE IT

↳ user26 and the go till the sunrise lyric 😭 she was hinting at her leaving his place in the morning

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EXCLUSIVE: Y/N’s New Single “34+35” Drops, Sends Fans into Frenzy – Provocative Lyrics Hint at Night with Lando Norris

June 1, 2024:

The wait is over, and pop sensation Y/N has delivered once again. Her highly anticipated new single “34+35” dropped at midnight EST, and it’s already taking the music world by storm. Fans and critics alike are abuzz with the song’s steamy lyrics, which seem to directly reference her rumored night with Formula 1 star Lando Norris.

The provocative track has left no room for subtlety, with lyrics that paint a vivid picture of their encounter. The lines, “Started at midnight, go till the sunrise,” hint at Y/N’s early morning exit from Lando’s Monaco apartment, an event that was captured by an eagle-eyed fan and ignited widespread speculation.

As the song progresses, Y/N doesn’t hold back. The chorus boldly states, “Can you stay up all night? Fuck me ’til the daylight,” leaving listeners blushing and confirming the nature of her rendezvous with the racing driver. The line “You drink it just like water (water) / You say, ‘It tastes like candy’” adds an extra layer of intimacy, further fueling the scandalous narrative.

Within hours of its release, “34+35” skyrocketed to the top of the charts, with streaming platforms reporting record-breaking numbers. Social media exploded with reactions, as fans dissected every lyric and speculated about the details of Y/N’s night with Lando.

One Twitter user wrote, “Y/N really said NO SECRETS with ‘34+35.’ This song is 🔥🔥🔥,” while another commented, “I can’t believe she actually wrote a song about her night with Lando! #34+35 is a bop.” The hashtag #34+35 quickly trended worldwide, with thousands of tweets and posts flooding in.

Adding to the excitement, Lando Norris himself commented on Y/N’s Instagram post announcing the song with a cheeky “Grammy when?” His playful remark has only intensified the buzz, as fans eagerly anticipate further interactions between the two.

The song’s boldness and raw honesty have been praised by many, with some calling it Y/N’s most daring release to date. Music critic Jenna Martinez noted, “Y/N has never shied away from expressing her truth through music, but ‘34+35’ takes it to a whole new level. It’s a fearless, unapologetic celebration of passion and connection.”

Industry insiders suggest that “34+35” could be a contender for Song of the Summer, with its infectious beat and headline-grabbing lyrics ensuring it stays on heavy rotation. The music video, rumored to be in the works, is expected to drop soon and promises to be just as sensational as the song itself.

Y/N’s daring approach has not only captured the public’s attention but also solidified her status as a pop icon unafraid to push boundaries. With “34+35,” she has delivered a track that is as catchy as it is controversial, proving once again why she is at the top of her game.

As the world continues to buzz about Y/N and Lando’s possible romance, one thing is certain: “34+35” is more than just a song – it’s a cultural moment. Fans will undoubtedly be talking about this release for a long time to come, eagerly watching for the next chapter in this tantalizing story.

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[imfinereallyy]

Steve always tells people "I love you" before saying bye to them. Maybe it's the years of Upside Down trauma, worrying that these words could be his last. Maybe it's the fact his parents never say it before leaving (if they even bothered to say anything to him at all). Maybe it's because each time his parents were away he thinks that this might be the time they never come back, and he isn't even sure if they love him. Maybe it's due to his years of King Steve, hurting others more than loving.

It doesn't really matter though, the why. What matters is that Steve has made it his mission to always do it before his goodbyes (especially after round three of the Upside Down). Always making sure to even say a quick "Love you! Bye!" as he is rushing out the door.

At first, everyone is a bit put off by it. Especially Nancy who at first thought it was a love confession until Steve turns to Jonathan and says the exact same thing. The kids think he's being gross and mushy, even an exasperated "mommmm" is thrown in his direction every once in and while. Robin is the only one who is receptive to it right away. A soft, "love you too dingus" she says to him, no matter if they are attached to the hip or in a screaming match that day.

Eventually, though, everyone accepts this as Steve's new normal. Gentle smiles, light snorts, and bruising punches (thanks max) are the responses given. But then after round four of the Upside Down, everyone seems to now embrace this part of Steve. Never forgetting to say "I love you too" in return.

Steve's heart comes a little closer to healing each time.

Steve only begins to realize it's a problem though when it comes to Eddie.

Steve finds that Eddie is the only one he has to resist saying it to. See, Steve over the years has become better at providing verbal affection. Note, his "I love you's" had blossomed into "I am proud of you" and "I'm worried about you" and so much more. He has grown out of the years of repressed emotion (well, he was actively learning to at least).

What Steve hasn't gotten better at is touch. Steve yearns for it, craves it in fact, but can't find it in him to reach out. His fear of rejection is too great. And Steve's friends don't really give out touch to those who don't actively seek it.

Eddie though may be the touchiest person he has ever met. It's small stuff at first.

A shoulder brush.

A clap on the back.

A poke in the ribs.

But then it soon turns into bigger stuff.

A boop on the nose.

A tug at his hair.

A goddamn hug from behind.

It's overwhelming, it's intoxicating. Steve can't really tell if it's good or bad for his health. And Steve knows if he asks Eddie to stop he will. Despite his touchy tendencies, the guy understood boundaries. But the problem is that Steve doesn't want him to stop.

The problem is that Eddie's constant physical affection is starting to collide with Steve's need to express verbal affection. The problem is Eddie is starting to fill the rest of the void in his heart. The problem is Steve...

The problem is Steve has to stop himself from expressing his normal "I love you's" because he knows it will mean something different, something more this time. He knows everyone will notice the difference after their years of hearing him say it.

So, Steve never says it to Eddie.

It's no biggie really. Or so Steve thinks until Eddie corners him in the kitchen during one of their game nights.

"Steve, do you...do you have a problem with me?" Eddie asks shyly, staring down at his boots. It was an odd look on him as Eddie was normally larger than life, commanding a room. It hurt Steve to see him like this.

"What? Why would you think that?" Steve asks shocked.

"Not really a no, Harrington." Eddie chuckles darkly, "And don't think I didn't notice but you kinda have a hangup about saying I love you to everyone except me. And ya know, I wouldn't really be offended really if it was cause we haven't known each other very long and ya know, cause I'm a guy. But then, I see you saying it to Argyle. Real easily in fact. And it wouldn't bother me if it was because we weren't close, but Stevie—" Eddie's voice cracks a little, as he slips into his nickname for Steve. Steve knows now, how serious Eddie is being. "—you've gotten to know me better than anyone in this whole stupid state. And that's including Wayne. Hell, you might even be my best friend even though I'm not yours. I'm not delusional I know no one can knock Robin from that spot." Eddie is rambling so hard that he gives Robin a run for her money. Steve thinks for a moment, that the two have been spending too much time together.

Steve stays silent as he walks towards Eddie to stand directly in front of him. Eddie continues without noticing. "Then I worry, it's because maybe. Maybe it's because you found out that I am gay. And that, you had a problem with that. That you have a problem with me." Eddie's voice starts off shaky but then turns into steel as he finishes. He makes sure to keep direct eye contact with Steve, driving his point.

Steve first thinks, wait Eddie's gay? Then Steve processes everything, panics, and loses his filter completely. Throws his worry about losing his best friend (don't tell Robin, but she's his soulmate so she'll forgive him) out the window, and throws his heart on the table instead. "Jesus, no Eds. I—shit. It's not that at all. Like I don't care about that stuff. You know that. I love Robin regardless."

Eddie gives him a look that screams, we both know why it's different. Steve pushes forwards anyway. "And it's not that I don't want to say it to you. It's just, it's different okay. Like with everyone else, I don't have to worry about it being bullshit. And god that sounds bad, but I don't know how else to say it. And I just know if I say it, if I say it you'll just know it's different, and then you'll hate me and it's one thing for the others to not say it back at first, but I think it might kill me if you didn't. And that's not fair to put that pressure on you." God, now Steve could give Robin a run for her money.

"Sweetheart—"

Steve cuts him off, he knows if he doesn't say it now he won't say it all. "God Eddie if you knew how much I cared—if you knew how much I worried every time you leave. If you knew how much I worry about how I don't say it to you when you leave, how I might not ever get to say it, it would terrify you, Eddie. This isn't a normal amount of affection. This is like—what's the word—astronomical amounts of affection. Cause Eddie, it takes everything in me every single time you walk away to not say I. Love. You."

Steve hears it, how he says it. He knows how it's going to sound before it comes out. How it's different. How it's more. Steve closes his eyes in shame.

Eddie's hand cups Steve's cheek. "Baby."

The hush, but the firm tone makes Steve open his eyes. Eddie has gotten so close they are breathing the same air. Steve's heart stutters.

"Baby," Eddie says again, before giving Steve the one affectionate touch he hasn't gotten yet.

A kiss.

A soft, heartstopping kiss. A kiss that has Steve's soul bursting at the seams.

Steve leans his forehead against Eddie's, feeling content for the first time in weeks. Knowing this was Eddie's way of saying it back.

Though, the delicate "I love you too." that Eddie whispers against Steve's lips doesn't hurt either.

Not even a little bit.

—

sometimes I set out to write a quick little thing…and sometimes that little thing turns into a big thing. enjoy :)

p.s. I apologize if there are any tense changes, I wrote this at 1 am lol

[elaofarc]

oh-honey-moon | NANAMI K.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝⭒ content; —mdni. husband!nanami. honeymoon shenanigans. face sıttıng. pūssy eating. spıttıng and slappıng mentioned only once. f!orgāsm.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝⭒ word count; —4k

๋࣭ ⭑⚝⭒an; —i planned this to be something soft and all about married life, but here i am, providing you with this. this is all i got so please praise me, thanks. ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

Nanami's brows furrowed involuntarily, if he was aware of his own expression he'd definitely hide it. His index finger tapping a restless rhythm on his crossed arms while his eyes heavily rest upon your figure, standing on the chair in front of your laptop, he finds all of this even more annoying. Despite his attempt at a distant demeanor, the audible tap of his foot on the carpeted floor betrays his impatience—even though you can't catch the way he stomps the floor, it's still there. It almost seems as if he is unconsciously trying to divert your attention from your work, his looming shadow casting a presence behind you as he hovers over your seated form—if you were aware of him, you'd probably be laughing and finding it endearingly cute how demanding he is. The sense of neglect gnaws at him even though he knows that you're not doing this on purpose, it's a result of your relentless dedication to your work that keeps you apart. This is supposed to be your honeymoon, for goodness' sake, and yet here you are, still engrossed in tasks at one o'clock in the morning even though you can handle them very well when you get back. Nanami grapples with his reluctance to voice his concerns, fearing he might come across as overly needy if he is to express how overlooked he is feeling right now. Leaning in close, he rests his head against your shoulder in silence, his hands sneaking underneath his own shirt that's completely oversized for you, tenderly tracing circles on your stomach as he breathes in your scent deeply, a low, guttural sound escaping his lips. "Bed, love, now," he urges firmly, his voice carrying a blend of longing and insistence as he speaks.

If you knew that you'd have a doting husband, a happy marriage and a shitload of money; maybe you wouldn't think money was the most important thing in life during your teenage years. Money meant everything for you, probably because of how you experienced your parents' stress about not having enough income to get by. So, that's why you chose a job like this. Your job wouldn't recognize holidays or off-days; even though you mainly work from home, you're just constantly on your laptop, phone and tablet.

You know that you promised to never touch any work related thing during your honeymoon, yet, the paycheck is good, and you just can't slack off. When Nanami's big and strong arms sneak up on you, his veiny hand on your stomach under your shirt and his forehead on your shoulder; you softly chuckle without peeling your eyes from the bright screen. "I know, baby," you murmur, fingers typing the words out at an inhumane speed. "I will be in bed, give me a min."

Nanami exhales with a frown, his warm breath fanning your neck. He's upset that you prioritized the laptop instead of him. He places a gentle squeeze on your soft stomach, and his hands slowly slide underneath your loose t-shirt, causing your skin to tingle from the feeling of his warm, large hands.

"It's two in the morning. We both know you've been working your ass off while we were supposed to be enjoying our honeymoon." His voice is hoarse and low.

And he is right and you can't deny it; this is your honeymoon. What kind of an asshole works on their honeymoon? Well, definitely not Nanami, but you sound like you fit the type. With a soft sigh escaping your lips, you give in. Yeah, this work and the deadline are definitely not your problems, especially not now. You can deal with them once you get back from your honeymoon.

So, you gently lean back closer to your husband, feeling the warmth of his touch envelop you as you close your eyes and rest the back of your head against the crook of his neck—right where his shoulder meets the curve of his neck, right where you fit perfectly. "I'm sorry," you whisper, your arms wrapping around Nanami's arms even though his strong hold has already crept under your oversized t-shirt the moment he approached you. "You're right, I'm being an annoying workaholic. I'll deal with it later."

A small smirk appears on Nanami's features as you lean back against him with a murmured apology. He releases a deep purr when you rest your head against his neck where you fit seamlessly. He places a tender kiss on the sensitive part, his large hands gently rubbing your warm stomach.

"Mm," he hums in acknowledgment and presses another kiss on your shoulder. "No need to apologize. I just wish you'd stop treating the job as a priority over your own well-being," he whispers, his chest rising and falling against your back.

One of the thin straps of your top slides down to your shoulder since Nanami shuffles a lot while holding you, embracing you; or more like caging you in between those strong arms. His thick biceps and veiny hands... you would've never expected him to be this muscular underneath those expensive suits. Everytime he kisses you, it has a fuzzy and warm feeling to it; filling you up to the brim with such intense emotions.

You slightly turn your head around to face him, and you're glad that those dark-circles are long gone. He used to be the same workaholic as you, but after starting to date you, he made you his priority. You place a kiss to where you can reach, under his jawline. His warmth and scent make you dizzy as you let out a content sigh. "I'll do better from now on," you murmur, feeling all too pliant enveloped by his embrace. "I love you. Let's get back to bed, hm?"

Nanami's sharp ears catch your response and he releases a deep, satisfied groan at the vow you made. His lips gently touch each side of your shoulder, and then he leans into your touch when you place a kiss along his jawline.

"I know you will," he murmurs back, his tone filled with a warm affection. He presses one final kiss behind your ear before he slowly withdraws, tugging you away from the desk and in the direction of the bed. He gently guides you towards the comfortable sheets, a quiet anticipation present in his eyes.

You leave the big chair placed in front of the big desk in your suite hotel room, tall windows let the most of the light cast upon the vast room. It's really dark outside except for the faint city lights coming from the distance. The bed is placed in the middle as a classic; two bedside drawers on each side of the bed while the sliding door to the balcony is on the left side of the room. The room has everything in it, and you think that you can stay inside this room during your whole stay here.

With your hand getting lost in Nanami's veiny, big hand, you follow him to the bed. His t-shirt looks like it can fit two more of you in it, your hair is messy since you've interrupted your own sleep with your work. The sheets are messy, too, both of you shuffle a lot during your sleep. You immediately plop yourself onto the bed, and Nanami's scent mixed with yours makes you close your eyes and bask in it. God—you truly love him.

"Better?"

Nanami releases a gentle hum as he settles into the plush mattress, wrapping his strong arm around your waist, his thick biceps flexing under your touch. His other arm beneath your head finds a home in your hair, gently stroking and playing with the soft strands. His chest rises and falls underneath you with each breath, and his muscular body radiates a heat that seeps into you. His fingers glide over your skin, drawing invisible patterns on his chest as you do the same to him.

He chuckles softly at your question, the sound reverberating deep in his chest. "Much better," he murmurs, his voice a low and soothing rumble. "You have no idea how good that feels, love."

You feel drowsy, probably due to the warmth that seeps into your body from Nanami. It's already pretty late, too, so it's only natural for your eyelids to feel heavier and heavier as you listen to his deep and raspy voice. Even when he talks in a low tone, his voice shakes you to your core—full of tenderness and love for you. You pull back slightly to look at his face, his sharp features appearing softer than ever under the faint lights coming from the tall windows. You can't help but softly laugh; his eyes are closed but he's not sleeping, you know that. "I bet it feels good," you say, fingertips gently tracing the outline of his face. "What's up with you tonight? You're extremely clingy, I'm surprised."

A small smile creeps onto Nanami's chiseled features as your fingertips gently trace the contours of his face. He opens his eyes and meets your gaze, his expression filled with an intense and burning desire. He shifts his body to face you and captures your hand, intertwining your fingers with his own. His thumb strokes the back of your hand, the touch gentle yet firm. "Am I?" he asks with a hint of amusement. "Perhaps I've been craving your presence," he murmurs, leaning in to steal a tender kiss from your lips.

It's always an intense feeling whenever your eyes meet his, and it'll always be like that, very likely. As if you're not his wife and just a girl who has a crush on him, you always get the need to avert your gaze when his strong gaze catches your eyes. With your eyes that shine like a sky adorned with stars, always reflecting what you feel even without trying—Nanami doesn't have to ask you questions to know what or how you feel, he already knows by staring into your eyes. All of it feels suffocatingly warm and fuzzy after you pull back from the kiss, and you realize this is where you've always wanted to be. "Oh, you definitely are," you murmur, fingers habitually finding their places in his soft hair. "I like this side of you, a lot."

A low sound almost like a groan resonates deep within Nanami's chest as you tangle your fingers through his hair, his eyes closing involuntarily in relaxation at your touch. His muscular frame is pressed close to yours, his heat wrapping around you like a warm, comforting blanket. He nuzzles his face into the nook of your shoulder, his lips pressing gently against the sensitive skin with a tender kiss.

"Good," he murmurs softly, his voice low and husky with affection. "Because I plan on being extra clingy."

The way your bodies act on their own with a magnetic force whenever they touch has always been mind-blowing for you, really. Whenever Nanami wraps his arms around your waist, your body presses against him on its own. Whenever his hand cups your cheek, you nuzzle against his big hand. Whenever his lips find solace in the nook of your sensitive neck, your head drops back to give him more room—almost as if you're completely offering yourself to him.

"Oh?" You murmur softly, eyebrows raising slightly as you can't hold in the chuckle escaping your lips. "How so? You're spoiling me too much, I might get addicted and demand more and more."

A low groan vibrates within Nanami's throat when you tilt your head back, giving him access to your sensitive neck. His lips gently press against your exposed skin, planting languid and wet kisses along the curve of your shoulder, causing chills to ripple down your spine. His palm rests against your cheek, his thumb caressing the smoothness beneath his touch. "You have no idea the things you do to me," he whispers, almost inaudibly. "Well, if you ask me; you deserve to be spoiled like a goddess."

"Besides," he whispers again, his voice husky and seductive, "Is that such a bad thing?" He pauses his affections for a moment and gently nibbles on your earlobe, his warm breath grazing your skin.

"I quite like indulging your every whim."

"Ah," you sweetly whisper back, eyes closing in tranquility as you softly smile. Nanami is always taken aback by your beauty, everytime he sees you it feels like it's his first time seeing you. His heart never fails to flatter in his chest just by seeing you; rather you are reading a book while cozily curled up in a couch, or furrowing in front of your laptop, or embraced in his arms like this, you are always a sight for sore eyes. "The addicting high of being turned into a brat by my very beloved husband," you say, the slightest sly smirk spreading across your face.

"You're a handful," he responds, amusement laced in his voice as he gently tugs on your earlobe with the slightest bit of teeth, his grip on you growing firmer. His large hand gently squeezes your waist, pulling your body even closer to his. Every inch of your body is pressed against his, his heat and weight enveloping your form tightly like fine linen. Nanami continues his ministrations on your neck, his tongue lightly trailing along the column of your throat, his warm, skilled mouth gently nipping at your sensitive skin. His sharp teeth playfully graze you, creating tantalizing sensations that send electricity humming through your body. "How did I fall in love with you? You're driving me insane," he teases, and it only fuels that sly smirk plastered across your beautiful face.

The warmth enveloping you turns into something hotter, even heavier when you feel Nanami's teeth coming in contact with the sensitive skin of your neck. With your eyes closed, you let out a pleased hum—and that's probably all he needs from the very beginning, to be honest. You find yourself straddling his lap, your body being moved with such ease by his strong hands as he places you on top of his own body. You're stimulated by how he feels underneath you; ready to give you everything you ask for and more. Feeling him pressed against you has your head spinning as he slightly gets up from the bed, getting into a sitting position as his lips leave no place on your skin untouched. He explores you as if he never did that before, and you find yourself needily clawing at his back. "Nanami," you breathlessly whimper his name, head thrown back as it gets harder and harder to sit still. His large, talented hands roam your body with a possessive need, his touch leaving trails of heat and desire in its wake. He moves with purpose, gently pinning your hips down onto his clothed lap, preventing your squirming body from escaping his heated touch.

Nanami's breath catches in his throat as your fingers dig into his back, the sound of his name falling from your lips like a sultry melody. He can hear the slight strain in your voice, the need evident in your tone. His own body responds involuntarily, a low groan rippling through him as he presses closer. His heart races, pounding against the confines of his chest, as his lips explore every inch of your body with a mix of passion and reverence. His hands hold you firmly against his body, supporting you as you sit on his lap. But as you claw at his back, trying to get even closer to him, he can feel himself unraveling. Feeling your thighs squeezing, his fingers grip your skin, his breathing grows ragged. "So pretty," he groans against your neck. "You sound so pretty, love."

Nanami's mouth trails a path down to your collarbone, his kisses alternating between gentle and possessive. With hungry need, he worships every inch of your skin like a hopeless devotee. He revels in your reaction—the way your back arches and your voice trembles. His breath is hot and heavy against your skin. "Hm?" comes his low, gravelly voice, a sound full of desire. "You like it, don't you?" he asks, his hands gently lifting your shirt up. Your bodies practically molding together, you feel yourself suddenly growing needy, desperate to be touched and explored even more. The hungry kisses and determined bites to your skin feel like they don't do enough justice to your burning body—you relish in the way his big hands sneak under the oversized t-shirt you stole from him, causing the hair on your nape to stand up in its wake. "Yeah," you breathlessly reply without wasting a second, head nodding with a little bit too much craving.

The thin fabric feels unnecessary as Nanami worships every inch of your skin within his reach, probably saving what's underneath the pieces of clothing for the last. You grow impatient, body slightly jolting forward when his big hands cover the whole small of your back. "Nanami, please," you whimper, eyebrows furrowing as it gets almost impossible to stop yourself from grinding against him. You feel your shorts getting wet, and it's kind of embarrassing—just by being kissed... Your body tenses, pussy begging for any kind of friction as you feel him growing hard in his sweatpants. If you could just—if you could, God, it'd solve all your current problems if you could just grind against his growing erection. With a low groan, he pulls you closer. "Look at me," he commands, his breath hot against your skin. "Please what?" he whispers. "You need to tell me exactly what you want, love." His hands slide from your back to your hips, slowly guiding you closer and bringing your body in contact with the hardness growing beneath him. All his words are barely a whisper, but the deep tone of his voice tells of his own desperations.

A sound like a soft, broken soft falls from your lips as Nanami shifts in his place, sliding down to lay on his back completely—he bucks his hips up, and it doesn't help. It rips another delicious moan from you, body jolting in his lap again as you hold onto his thick biceps for support; nails digging into his skin. "Don't be mean," you whine, lips pouting momentarily. "You know what I want."

"Do I?" His response is breathless as his big hands hold onto your hips, helping you grind against him, practically riding him through the fabric of these annoying clothes as your body slightly trembles. "Yeah," you immediately reply, eyes getting glossy since the vast suite feels smaller, hotter than ever. Your fingers find the waistband of Nanami's sweatpants, eager to free him from it, yet he holds your hand—causing it to get lost in his big palm. You realize that his hands are actually cold, but it burns when he touches your skin. "Careful," he warns, voice low and husky as he stares into your eyes—his usual neat hair is messy, some strands falling over his forehead, it looks fluffier and softer than usual. "I'm in charge here."

You part your lips to protest, but it’s cut before you even have the chance when Nanami softly smacks your ass with one hand—urging you to lift yourself off from his lap, to inch closer to his face. “Go on,” he says, causing your breath to hitch in your throat as you feel nailed to where you are. “Come on, doll, don’t make me say it twice.”

When you lift your hips up, Nanami doesn’t waste any second; his fingers hook around the waistband of your poor excuse of shorts, that’s what he’d probably say, and he throws them somewhere. God, he loves it when you don’t wear anything underneath; he’s immediately welcomed by your glistening folds as he pushes you a little bit further, lips parting and brows knitting as soon as he has you pressed against his mouth. Your knees pressed against the bed on both sides of his head, one hand holds onto the head of the bed as the other tugs on Nanami’s messy hair—he’ll be the death of you, that’s for sure. 

“Fuck,” the moan is long and drawn-out as your legs tremble, you’re glad that he’s supporting you with his big hands as the bridge of his nose nuzzles against your clit and his tongue laps at your weeping cunt—everytime your body jerks away from him, he has you pressed against his mouth. His low groans send vibrations throughout your whole body, making you cry in pleasure. “Fuck, Nanami—wait,” you breathlessly protest, feeling like you’re losing a piece of your sanity whenever his lips press kisses to your clit and his tongue delves into your pussy; tasting you and eating you out like a starved man. The slick sounds fill the room, hypnotizing, mixing with your breathless whimper and soft cries as well as Nanami’s deep and muffled groans against your pussy. “Can’t wait,” he replies, as if he’s heard you just now, and his gaze meets your eyes, holding your gaze captive. It gets you even wetter, if that’s possible, causing your juices to drip down to his chin and smear all over your inner thighs as his tongue keeps working on you. 

“Please, if you—fuck, fuck, if you don’t wait, I’m just gonna—,” you avert your gaze, feeling embarrassed by the intensity of his gaze as your vision becomes blurry—you’ve forgotten everything that led up to this. Nanami’s face buried in your pussy, tongue desperately lapping, his nose nuzzling against where you need it the most, hands kneading the soft skin of your thighs as his muffled moans and groans send shivers down to your spine. You feel his body twitching, too, hips bucking into the emptiness, he must be painfully hard—pre-cum leaking, staining his sweatpants as he eats you out. 

Without having the chance to say anything, that coiled up feeling explodes—causing you erratically grind against Nanami’s tongue, probably stealing his air, yet he doesn’t seem like he’s complaining even a bit. As you cum, letting him taste you on his tongue and your juices dripping down to his chin, you softly sob—the intense feeling stealing the breath from your lungs. It takes you some time to come down from your high, slowly keeping up your movement. Nanami serves you like the queen you are, letting you tug on his hair and sticking his tongue out, you even hear him gulp, slick sounds becoming slightly louder.

You finally pull back, sliding down until you’re sitting right on top of his painfully hard and sensitive cock, he hisses when he feels your warmth and wetness even through the fabric of his sweatpants. Your legs tremble, and you’re overly-sensitive, but feeling him growing hard just by having you sitting on his face washes you over with that oh-so-familiar feeling. Mind in a haze, you bring your hand up to your husband’s chin and gather all the wetness smeared all over his mouth and chin before you push your thumb into his mouth. Nanami obliges, parting his lips and sucking your finger clean before he presses a soft kiss to the tip of your finger.

“Nanami,” you let your chest meet with his, your hand trailing down on his body until you reach his cock—he gently takes your hand in his, pressing kisses to your knuckles. “No, love,” he is quick to deny you, more like deny himself, and your eyebrows knit together.

“Huh?” 

“Just wanted to make you feel good,” he says with that hoarse tone of his voice. “Wanted to show you what you missed while spending your hours on that fucking desk and ignoring me.”

Your cheeks get flushed now that you know he has been thinking about this all day, how can you let your husband go to sleep with a painfully hard erection? You kiss his jawline before sliding even lower on the bed, eyes peering through your eyelashes as your head moves lower and lower. “I should apologize appropriately, then,” you murmur, fingers hooking around the waistband of his sweatpants. “That’d be only fair, given the circumstances, right?”

Breathlessly, Nanami chuckles—arm lazily thrown over his eyes for a minute or two before he sits up on the bed, helping you get down on your knees on the ground before grabbing you gently by your chin. “Fuck,” he murmurs, seeing your lips parted apart as you tug on his sweatpants. He leans down, spitting in your mouth as you’ve asked, and a gentle slap across your flushed cheek follows shortly after. “What am I going to do with you?” 

[mohamyonis]

Help a Family from Gaza Rebuild After Losing Everything

My name is Mohammed, a 22-year-old from Gaza. Before the war, my father worked in the West Bank to support our family. However, since the war began, we lost all contact with him. Now, the responsibility of taking care of my family fell on me and my twin brother hosam. Tragically, my brother was killed by a sniper while simply trying to bring food for our family.

Today, I am left alone, trying to care for my mother, Jamila, my five siblings—Yasmin, Asma, Nermin, Jameel, and Ahmed—and my grandmother, who suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure.

Our lives were already challenging, but the war shattered everything. I used to work to support us with my car, but it was destroyed in a bombing, leaving me unemployed.

My eldest sister, Yasmin, is battling cancer while trying to complete her university studies. She has finished two years of her bachelor's degree, but now she desperately needs urgent medical treatment to continue fighting her illness.

Another sister, Asma, graduated with an outstanding GPA of 91.8% and was working as a lecturer at Al-Aqsa University before the war. She dreams of continuing her education and pursuing a master’s degree.

The airstrikes destroyed our only safe haven—our home. We were forced to flee to southern Gaza, seeking refuge in Rafah. But even there, we had to evacuate and move to Khan Younis, though we had to stay on the move, never finding lasting safety.

Now, we are left homeless, without an income, and with very limited access to basic necessities. We live in constant fear, unsure of what tomorrow holds. Our situation is dire, and we are in desperate need of help to cover Yasmin's medical expenses, continue my siblings' education, and care for my grandmother and the rest of my family.

Any support you can offer will help us rebuild our lives and endure this unimaginable hardship. Your generosity can give my family a chance to heal, pursue their education, and live without the constant threat of losing everything.

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[xyaehir]

TO BE HIS MEANS TO..

#gojo satoru !

be on the receiving end of his teasing

you’ve known satoru since your highschool days. although that was years ago, the bond that you both share is an irreplaceable and unbreakable one.

many things have changed after all those years; your hair, his hair, your style, his style.

yet many things have also stayed the same. for example, the memories you both shared and the feelings you both harboured for each other. and if there’s one thing that definitely stayed the same and never made an effort to change was..

satoru’s constant need for attention.

“come onnnnn,” your white haired companion pouts, dragging his words exhaustedly. “when was the last time we were ever sent on a mission together? don’t you w’na enjoy this limited time you have with me?”

you sigh, trying to shake off his arms off of your arm as he clings onto you like a koala. “get off of me, i can’t concentrate like this!” you try to pry his arms off, even though you’re not completely against the feeling of his skin on yours. (you have to remain professional though)

he shakes his head, “no thanks- and why would you need to concentrate on anything other than yours truly?” he lifts his chin up with a proud expression.

“because yours truly has an insufferable face!” you quip, shoving his face away lightly. he huffs before moving his head to rest on your shoulder.

“aww, you love this face though.”

you scoff before retorting, “do i? i’d love a curses’ face more than yours!” you gently shove his face away from yours to create distance, hoping he doesn’t see the small smile on your lips.

spoiler alert: he definitely does.

#geto suguru !

be able to see him, and not just his strength

suguru geto is many things — a strong and talented sorcerer, a handsome young man, the best friend of satoru gojo, etcetera.

but suguru geto to you is more than that, more than a weapon. to you, suguru is like rain. he’s the calm and soft patters on your window, the rhythmic patterns of droplets that tap gently on the ground and he’s the soothing sensation that washed away all your negativity.

but like rain, it’s always shooed away by the sun. thankfully, the cloud is always there to provide a space for the rain to do its thing.

suguru geto doesn’t like to be seen vulnerable, that’s one thing you know for certain. he has to be the strongest with satoru, he has to be the voice of reason.

but with you, things are different. he doesn’t have to always be the strongest with you. he doesn’t have to always be the voice of reason. with you, he’s just suguru. he’s free to let his true emotions be seen.

so when days like this are particularly taking more of a toll on him, he knows you’ll be there to help him. because that’s the thing with you, you’re always there.

you’re there to hold his head close to your chest and intertwine your fingers together in a tight lock. you’ll wipe his teary eyes with a tender, featherlight touch.

“it’s going to be okay, i’m here. i’m always here,” you whisper softly, carding your fingers through his messy hair.

the hair that once was always neatly tied back was now messy in your grasp, just like he was. with you, he doesn’t need to tie his hair back, he can just let it flow as it wants to.

#nanami kento !

go on late walks and talks with him

if there’s one thing anyone agrees on when it comes to kento, it’s that he’s a professional guy. he’s formal, stoic and has a seemingly unbreakable poker face.

he’s strict and follows a very tight schedule with no room for error or distractions.

actually, scratch that. he has room for one distraction.

kento knows he should be in bed, sleeping to regain energy he’s been drained of (thanks to a certain albino) and recharge for the next day. so why is he so easily giving into one of your bright ideas?

said bright idea is going out for a walk at 2:30 am.

he’s aware of the consequences this little act might cause to his unforgiving schedule because running on two and a half hours of sleep while exorcising curses isn’t something people would enjoy.

he says its risky and a waste of time but something he wont admit is how he absolutely loves times like this. times where you both can let loose about the struggles of being a sorcerer and just take a breath of fresh air.

he loves how carefree and optimistic you can be while he’s sluggishly trailing after you, his wrist in your grip while you drag him to the exact same place at the exact same time you both go to every week.

then you chat his ear off about the next mission yaga plans to send you on and quickly switch topics about this new yoga and pilates class you’re interested in. he, in turn, listens and sometimes chimes in to add a snarky and backhanded comment on something to make you laugh.

and thus, the cycle repeats. but unlike his repeating routine, kento actually enjoys this cycle.

he wont and probably will never admit it until he deems it not as embarrassing anymore but he enjoys these times you both share.

“ken? heeeeyyy, are you even listening?” you drag out some of the words before reaching over to poke his cheek. he swats your hand away and you chuckle.

he grunts, adjusting his position so he’s slightly closer to you. “i was, i think i just spaced out a bit, don’t mind it. what were you saying about some upside down dog croissants?”

the corners of his mouth twitches upwards when you roll your eyes and groan. “it’s called the downward dog and i said i found out about it while eating croissants at that one bakery you told me about!”

yea, maybe this wasn’t such a distraction after all. he’s sure he can squeeze in some time for times like this in his schedule, totally not because he enjoys it or anything.

AINT NO WAY JJK ENDED VRO 😭😭 BRING THEM BACKK😞 kinda made suguru’s a bit poetic butttt he deserves love too 💗

@xyaehir 2024. this is my content. do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

[attractedtopeoples]

HI POOKIR hope you are okay so I was thinking

Johnnie x f reader like UH overstim with edge on readers side ? And like reader maybe has a very pink style (coquette/hello kitty typa) and if you could do smth like after aftercare he does a stream and like reader kinda left some lipstick on his neck or hickeys IDK of you don’t wanna that’s okay! Have a good day

A/N: HIII LOVE, thank you I am doing better, and happy new year! I hope this is okay, especially sorry if i didn't mention the fashion as much- i'm not very good at incorporating those smaller details. despite that i absolutely loved this prompt, and i had sat there fangirling over the thought of this scenario for a hot minute but here we go, and as always constructive criticism is welcome.

Feeling Better? // Johnnie Guilbert

Tags/Warnings: mdni, minors do not interact, don't like don't read, smutty, explicit, f!reader, there is one creepy ass guy at the start, overstimulation, aftercare & slight fluff, marking kink from reader if you squint, tease reader/snarky reader, yh i think that's all, tell me if you think there should be more, NOT BETA-READ.

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The both of you had been at the grocery store, getting a few things for the apartment and stuff you needed for future videos. However, at one point Johnnie had left to grab some cookies he'd seen earlier, and some random guy had come up behind you, attempting to corner you into the shelf, one hand on your pressed on your lower back under the crop top you'd worn.

The sudden contact was obviously not appreciated, and you pushed him back as you stepped away quickly, avoiding his hand when he reached out again.

"Sorry Sweetheart, just admiring the view," the random guy said, as if it provided any valid explanation. You could feel his eyes tracing over you, and felt rather disgusted as his eyes stayed trained on your mini-skirt for a few seconds longer than you were comfortable with.

"Who's this?" a voice spoke behind you, and you had never been more thankful than when you turned around to find Johnnie standing there glaring at the creep. The guy rolled his eyes at Johnnie, but took a step back regardless, glancing at you once more before walking away, leaving a confused Johnnie with chocolate chip cookies in hand.

"Just a nobody, it's okay" you'd assured him, although it clearly didn't do a great job, his eyes still taking in every detail, trying to find any evidence of pain or discomfort.

"Are you sure?" he'd asked, wrapping a protective arm around your shoulders as he looks back down the aisle with a slight frown.

"Been better, I just wanna go home." you'd admitted with a sigh as you leaned into his embrace.

That lead to where you are now, one hand clutching the pillow behind you and the other tangled in Johnnie's hair as his tongue pushes you towards another climax, your third tonight to be specific, and Johnnie did not seem like he wanted to stop. His hands had taken their place on your inner thighs, keeping your legs from closing around his legs as he overstimulates you.

Your back arched off the bed as you were pushed over the edge once more, and your hand was tugging Johnnie's hair, a futile attempt at pushing him away. However, to your surprise, he pulled away from you with a pleased grin on his face. Sadly, It didn't last very long, as one of his hands moved up your thigh as he began rubbing slow circles around your clit, applying a painful yet pleasurable pressure as you threw your head back once more.

His other hand trailed upwards- towards your hips, and he sat back on his knees, admiring you splayed out in front of him as he continued to toy with your overstimulated body, gently sliding two fingers inside you as you let out a broken moan, throat already sore from the previous rounds.

"Feeling better now darling?" He asks teasingly, curling his fingers inside you as your nails dig into the back of his neck, eyes squeezed shut as you try not to lose your mind from the feelings overwhelming you as his fingers thrust into you at a steady pace.

There were hickeys covering the both of you, but especially yourself, and you couldn't say you were all that upset. There was a trail of them from your jawline, down your collarbone, and scattered down the rest of your body. On your thighs the hickeys and love-bites were joined by slight bruises on your inner thighs form Johnnie's fingers.

On him it was mainly his neck and jawline, alongside a few scattered over his chest before he laid you down, opting to mark you up instead. Although as he leans down, placing his other arm by the side of your head, you had a nice few of them.

Looking into his eyes your shaky arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer into a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips as he reciprocated eagerly. The hands around his neck tightened as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten, and as he began to speed up you knew you wouldn't last much longer.

You pulled him in for another kiss as you felt yourself fall over the edge again, crashing your lips together in a desperate attempt of muffling the noises you knew would have woken one of your roommates. As the aftershocks wore off Johnnie slowly pulled his fingers out, wiping them on the bedsheets as he brings you closer, hugging you softly as he traces shapes into your skin.

After a while of you two lying there wrapped up in each other, he sighed and pulled back from you and off the bed to grab something from the bathroom. A few moments later he walked back into your room, a washcloth in his hand and you allowed yourself to relax back into the bed as he sat down next to you.

He rubbed soothing circles into your thighs as he cleaned you up, taking care to be extra gentle with you as he carefully wiped down your thighs with the warm towel. You watched him with a soft smile as your eyes drooped slightly. Eventually you felt your eyes close, and in your drowsy state you could feel Johnnie lie down next to you, an arm wrapped around your waist as you fall asleep together.

~

Blinking your eyes open you could hear the clicking of a keyboard somewhere in the room, and when you pat around for Johnnie you can only feel an empty space next to you in the bed. Rubbing your eyes as you adjust to the lighting you can finally see Johnnie at his desk on the other side of the room, both his camera and mic set up in front of him as he streams, most likely playing some form of game.

With a small sigh you sit up and hold back a groan at the pain in your lower back from last night. The movement caught Johnnie's attention, and you could see him mouth sorry out of the camera frame, although with the way he tilted his neck you could also see the collection of hickeys you'd left scattered on him- and by the way his camera was facing it was rather clear he was trying not to show them.

That fact didn't matter now however, as he'd just completely displayed each and every one to the viewers of his stream, and as you watched the realization flood his features you had to hold back a laugh. He slowly sat back into frame, and you watched his eyes flick over the comment section, and after a few seconds he just let out a resigned sigh.

With a raised eyebrow you kept watching as he pressed a few buttons, and then he started to speak again.

"Alright guys, I think that's a pretty good ending note, I'll see you next time," and with a final click of a button he slumped back into the chair and turned to face you tiredly. Meanwhile you were still trying not to laugh at him, one hand over your mouth as a pointless attempt at hiding your laughter.

"Shut up," he grumbled, but it didn't help much as you flopped back down onto the bed and continued to laugh, smiling when he came over and joined you on the bed, wrapping his arms around you as he tucked his head into the crook of your neck.

[save-mohamed-family]

Thank you for documenting my campaign from the following accounts:

@ibtisams @soon-palestine @sar-soor @90-ghost @fairuzfan @ibtisams @fallahifag @northgazaupdates

I am Mohammed Almanasra, 32 years old, married, and a father of three children: Abdulrahman, 6 years old, Sarah, 4 years old, and Lina, 3 years old.

My story began with the loss of my parents and four of my sisters who were bombed and lost their lives along with their children after the events of October 7 and the severe war on Gaza. Now, my wife, children, and I are displaced, without parents or siblings, living with our little cat that we embrace among us.

Recently, I moved to the south of the Gaza Strip, fearing for the lives of my children. We left behind our memories and our new home, for which we had not finished paying the installments, in addition to losing my job. Currently, I live in a tent that does not protect me from the heat of summer or the cold of winter, and without the minimum necessary livinng basics including water, food medical care, clothe and even bedding .

I suffer from a chronic asthma and severe attacks from tightness and an extreme allergy in the ear and I need medicine that are not available, or very expensive .

Under these difficult circumstances, after five attempts at displacement and narrowly escaping death from the bombing, I am trying with all my might to protect my family, the most precious thing I have.

My dreams were shattered, and my house was destroyed, and I found myself living in a tent no larger than 4 square metres. My work turned from a tailor to a street vendor in order to barely buy a few crumbs of bread to feed my children.

My main goal with this donation is to protect my children, my wife, and our scaredy cat and evacuate them to a safe place away from the ongoing wars. The funds will be used to cross the Egyptian border and bring basic needs and treatments to create a more stable conditions for my family. Approximately $18,000 will be allocated for travel expenses, and around $6,000 for securing suitable housing for a couple of months.

As for the medical treatment costs, the exact figure will be determined after undergoing examinations in hospitals in the Arab Republic of Egypt & it gonna be in average $8,000. The remaining amount ($8,000) will be used to establish a small project to sustain our daily living, enabling me to provide for my children and wife.

Look at what happened to my children because of the intense heat and the insects that thrive in the summer season. Every day, I take them to the hospital to treat them due to poisonous insect bites. I implore every kind-hearted soul to help me protect my children.

My son, Abdul Rahman, has a deep passion for playing football and is a devoted fan of Real Madrid. He always dreamed of playing football at his school, but the war prevented this dream from coming true.

Where are you, Real Madrid fans ?

Help Abdul Rahman achieve his dream.

I feel very sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know that this request is difficult, but I also know that there is still humanity and living consciences and I believe in miracles.

If you have any inquiries or questions, feel free to ask me, please!

"I urgently appeal to you for moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs to escape to a safe environment, where we can build a secure future for our children and ensure the safety of our family. We thank you for your concern and support, and we hope that you can help us in these difficult circumstances."

Sincere greetings & thanks

Mohammed & the family

[sm-baby]

Did you know your Au got a mention in ColeyDoesThings new video??!

Here's the link btw at 2:11 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rb6t5p5znbY

HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME HELP HELP HELP- /lh

@whimsquirksandstuff YALL ARE TELLING ME THIS AS IF COLEY ISNT ONE OF THE COOLEST PEOPLE EVER TO EXIST??!?! MF IVE BEEN WATCHING HER STUFF FOR YEARSSS!!!

COLEY YOU ARE AMAZING AND AWESOME!! If she's reading this, I'm sure she gets this a lot, but Thank you SO much for providing such a safe space for people to be weird and silly! You made me feel so unashamed and happy to just-- enjoy?? things??

Accept this sacrifice, queen!! Thank you for all your years serving the internet! I'm so graced to be-- known by you, let alone ACKNOWLEDGED and MENTIONED???

Thats all!! I just know that its a very once-in-a-lifetime thing to be acknowledged by Coley so I wanted to get it all out!! i hope all the other au makers as well just-- all the other creators that you mentioned get to shout their praises as well!! COLEY YOU ARE AW E SO ME !!

Haha!! I am also such a big Showtime (Caine x Pomni) shipper!! We have a server, and are well aware that we are a rarepair! so seeing that little bit on 3:07 made us SO INCREDIBLY HAPPPY HAHA!!! 💞💓💖

[ifyoucandaniel]

I want to thank you for making your list of recommended long batfam fics. I have been making my way through it and I am really enjoying them! ESPECIALLY cards on the table (I also love Dark Matter but I had already read it). Please let us know if you ever get more long batfam fic recs 🥺

okay so ive been waiting to answer this until i had gathered a good chunk of new long fics and ive been getting a lot of similar messages asking for recommendations, so here is another list of my fav long batman fics!

Jason and the Three Terrors by @cdelphiki, 220k, ongoing, T. if i can get you to read one thing, let it be this. ohhh my god where to even begin, this is a fic where jason stays with the league after his dip in the lazarus pit for a little while and winds up being charged with getting damian, his cousin, and his sister out of the league safely. this fic is just so fucking good, cdelphiki always writes such seamless relationship growth and watching jason go from "im dropping these brats off first chance i get" to "im a single mother of three and i need to provide for my kids" is phenomenal. 1000/10, the writing, the kids, the relationships, please do yourself a favor and read this.

A Collision of Masks by Movaz, 169k, completed, T. !! guys. this is such a good dick grayson-centric fic. this is set in an AU where batman never joined the justice league so the justice league knows very little about batman inc. and consequently dick never joins YJ so the YJ team is tasked with checking out a new hero called nightwing in bludhaven and police officer grayson is tasked with helping the team in their investigation :) really good fic exploring dick juggling all his identities and finally gaining people he can rely on! i actually did a bind of it so you know i love this story so much

Life Happens by @cdelphiki, 176k, complete, G. ok so this fic is probably one of the most beautiful stories of growth and love i've read. its about tim and damian being transported from their world into ours where they're only comic book characters and they start to build a life for themselves here. cdelphiki is one of the most amazing authors, im currently going through all of their works, but this one has just stayed with me and i dont think anyone should pass it up. watching tim and damian grow together and seeing damian have a real childhood and just the whole concept of life happening wether you want it to or not is so beautifully done. cannot recommend enough.

Honoring Promises by LananiA3O, completed, 14k, T. okay this isnt actually a long fic, but its one of my favorite fics ever and i need it on this list. if you're like me and you love UTRH aus where instead of sticking around as red hood after bruce threw a batarang at his throat jason fucks off and disappears to live a normal life, this is for you. from dick's pov, he realizes jasons last letter was a last attempt at reaching out and stalks him until he finds out what really happened to his little brother. i think about this every day and wish it was 10000 words long

The Time Before by @cdelphiki, 80k, completed, G. at this point this is basically just a cdelphiki fic rec lmao when i said everything by them was good, i meant that shit. this is a fic where jason is sent back into time when he was 9 years old but still has all his memories from the future. he goes to bruce for help despite wanting to do literally anything else and is surprised to realize maybe everything isn't how he remembers it 10 years in the future and maybe theres a chance he can go home when hes older again. once again cdelphiki hitting me in the feels with this one, really amazing study on how time and pain can change how you perceive and remember things and also just forgiveness and fixing mistakes and accepting mistakes were made. very good, highly recommend

Good Fences Make Good Neighbors by Sophene, 80k, completed, batlantern, T. I have no excuse for this, this is such a fun and funny fic i love it so much. basically HOA president single dad bruce with his 10 million adopted kids and then hal jordan moves in next door and plays his music too loud at 10pm on a school night and throws parties and bruce has a stick up his ass about it. i really really love the shift in hal when kyle comes to live with him as his ward (? i cant actually remember if hes adopted or just a ward) and seeing him finally understand why bruce acts the way he does when it comes to his kids. also seeing bruce just being a tired dad 90% of the fic when he isnt glaring at hal is so good.

Option C by CasualGeek, 78k, completed, T. this has, in my opinion, a very unique and interesting premise. basically, what if instead of becoming red hood, jason comes back to gotham and manages to get Joker put on trial for the murder of sheila haywood and get the insanity plea thrown out. really interesting approach to batman and joker and jason technically doing things through the legal justice system and what that means for him and the people around him. very good, read it all in one sitting

butcherbird, fly away home by e_va, 41k, completed, M. lost days jason todd loml! basically what if when jason was off on his world tour one of his tutors kidnapped bruce wayne and jason has feelings about it against his will. "what if lost days jason was stuck in the same room as a sick bruce for more than 10 minutes and actually had to talk to him without punching him" AU and i throughly enjoyed it. @darlingatlas recommended this one and she never misses with the jason recs

this kind of weather by r_astra, 55k, completed, T. this is the fic something in the static was originally inspired by and if you know me, i love that series, and i love this fic too. another what if jasons mom didnt die until later and social services gets involved before he can bolt and bruce seeks him out with some very interesting news. i love fics that display jason’s relationship with crime alley and him being one of them. very good, i love jason so much

ok now these aren't actually long fics but i need to get them out here because i love them so much and highly recommend!

To My Brother by a_silly_gander, 7k, completed, T. Lost days jason au where he starts sending post cards from his travels to dick on a whim while we follow his time away and the people he meets. i love this one so much, please read it if you love jason and dick, its so special to me.

Enhanced Fashion Sense is a Perk of Being a Cat by 12pt_timesnewromanfont, 23k, complete, G. selina breaks into drake manor to steal a cat artifact and accidentally meets the drakes ten year old son they left home alone. then she starts keeping tabs on him and eventually adopts him and makes him stray. i really love selina finding tim before bruce and taking care of him <3 10/10 i wish selina would adopt me

[thesirencult]

Pick A Card Reading: Your Soulmate's Letter To Santa About You 💌

PILE 1

Dear Santa,

I want to thank you for my gift from last year, lol. She is amazing.

She makes me happy and puts a smile on my face. Sometimes I smile so hard my cheeks burn.

I've never felt happier in my life.

The way she talks, the way she moves, the way her eyes brighten up when she looks at a puppy or a piece of chocolate pie, they all drive me wild.

I want to be there for her, this Christmas and every other Christmas after this one. I want to buy her a house as a gift and a ring to go with it, maybe even a car? She doesn't like to drive that much but my baby has to have everything she wants.

What she wants she will get. I love her. I adore her. She owns my heart and soul. I'm proudly whipped.

Thank you Santa, I'll take care of her heart ❤️

~ Your soulmate is a provider. They must be a "golden retriever" type of person. I'm hearing "here comes the boy!". When you first meet them you won't expect to fall so hard for them. They have a compatible sense of humour with you.

PILE 2

Hey Santa Baby,

Am I in the naughty list? Great!

This year I put up with no bs and I said "bye" to everything that held me back. I let go of the old stories and left the world behind.

Well, not the whole world, because I met that special someone and they are amazing. I'm writing down my goals for next year and I want one of them to be to deepen my relationship with my soulmate.

I know that they are special, I'm not crazy! I consciously make the choice to commit to them. I feel like we are twin flames and can not wait to explore they way their mind works.

I want to help them unlock their potential. They are a force to be reckoned with and they don't even know it.

Bye, for now!

~ Your FS (yup, they are) is someone who could very well be a motivational speaker or a content creator in that space. They love doing challenges like 75 hard and lighting up other people's fire. They could also be an athlete or ex athlete. You will love this person's practical nature and approach in life. This person is also very spiritual and they probably have heard of Ayahuasca and other popular terms etc. They remind me of a Tech Founder in silicon valley who is I'm woowoo stuff (no worries, I'm the woo woo stuff).

PILE 3

Santa,

I'm ready to move on from this year. My faith is stronger than ever before.

I've wished for so many things in the last few years. Many of them manifested into my life but one thing still hasn't showed up yet and I'm very bumped because of that.

Don't get me wrong. I'm grateful for the life I live and lead. I have almost everything I've wished for but that almost is killing me.

I know she is out there. I've felt her energy before. Since I was a child, whenever I looked up to the stars, I felt this overwhelming connection with someone. This invisible string tagging at my heart at all times. No one has ever made me feel this way and I know that it is unfair to say that for my previous partners but I miss her. I miss someone I've never met. Can you please bring her to me this year? I don't want anything else but my love to come back to me in this lifetime.

I know that the time to meet her is coming. I can feel it, but make it as fast as you can. Please.

I have a lot of goals for the year, especially financial ones. I'll try to focus on them until she comes. Where is she? Where is my love?

I will know she is here when I lay my eyes on her. My heart will speed up and the world as I know it will shutter. Shutter my world darling. I don't care. I made that world by myself and it is time we build our own world together.

P.S. Send loving energy to my soulmate, they need it. Tell them I will buy them their gift myself next year, but for now... This, sadly, has to do.

~ Awww your soulmate is very sweet and... depressed! They don't show it to anyone though but when they are alone at night they drink a glass of wine and think about you. They would want you to be there.

This person is very, stoic and "protected". That give me "military" vibes even if they have nothing to do with the military. This inability to outwardly express their feelings. You will baby them a lot and it is going to look comical but they will love it. Your FS might be older and taller than you and people will laugh when they see how much of a baby they become around your presence. They are very tired of being lonely. Don't get me wrong, this is not someone mopping around, they are just a "closeted" romantic. They hide their true feelings and you will know they love you because they will do acts of service for you or you will catch micro expressions. As soon as you enter in an official relationship they won't be able to keep their hands away from you.