#I can't draw with my full time job

[lady2nope]

Please don't let me cook again. Reze copium.

(part 1/2)

[deoidesign]

Time and Time Again comes back tonight!

Thank you all for being so patient with me, I know it was a long hiatus.

My health was struggling, my arm was (is) hurting, and I decided it wasn't worth it. I'd rather be slow!

So thank you for giving me that grace, and I hope you'll be there with me for the rest of the series.

[laugtherhyena]

Control over time

[wildflowercryptid]

trying to job hunt makes me want to rip out my hair. they expect you to jump through 15 different hoops just to apply to something w/ dogshit pay & hours only to never even send you a rejection email.

[wormwonder]

playing with circles O●°○•°o.

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Wondering if I feel weird about jobs bc I have almost exclusively worked high stress high turnover jobs

[tabaha]

TIRED

[theladygazingatemptiness]

.

[fxckinemo]

considering telling my drawing teacher that he's the reason i can't draw for fun anymore

[lost-in-yahargul]

Landlord decided to raise rent by 40k forints I am so dead

[hesperidia]

they massacred my boy.. (saw Mika's new casual fit)

[bluesnails]

There are several people I follow on here that I know Id want to be friends in person T-T like please I want some friends with specific interests. Please I want friends who love bugs and are into science, or are into ask a mortician or like want to get into food adventures.

I want a friend who will go down a weird rabbit hole about the American chestnut tree with me!

Well my partner does to some extent but we have different kinds of interests! I want to go to a butterfly garden and he wants to go to a book store! Similar vein different things.

One day! One day I'll venture out of my home in a consistent enough pattern to meet people!

[luvsavos]

life kicks me in the ribs yet again: more than likely i won't be able to get all the money i need in time for the alatreon model, so. got excited for nothing :)

[mod2amaryllis]

im just gonna be petty ignore me

are you ever training someone and eventually it gets to a point where you just like

give up on them lol

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITAH for telling my wife no?

My wife (35f) and I (38m) have been married for 12 years, dated for 3 before that. We have 3 kids (10m, 7f, and 5f). We both work full time in separate fields, she does some chemistry thing that I don't understand and I am a manager at a computer repair store my friend runs, and also a short story writer when its slow. She is definitely the breadwinner bill payer between the two of us, but I bring in the fun money for our family and would be completely listless if I didn't at least work part time. We also fully own our home because of her job.

Also, my parents watch the kids for us during the week when we are working. It's been this way since our son was born, and they've been doing it less since they are all in school. But it's free childcare, they refuse to accept money unless it's reimbursing for buying food.

Ok, now that all of that backstory is set, here's where the problem begins.

A couple of months ago my wife started pepper into conversations about a possible promotion coming up that would get her out of the lab and into a more "manage the lab team" position, with less dangerous hours for more pay. Ever since the first time she mentioned it I've been hyping her up and telling her she's a shoo in for the promotion, especially since she's been working there since her masters internship and now she has a PhD.

Last night she told me she was getting word today if she got it! After she left for work this morning I called my boss up and told him I couldn't come in today, and then told my parents the kids were saying with me. We spent the day cleaning the house, drawing congratulations cards, and making a congratulations banner. We also made a couple cards that say sorry and we love you for if she didn't get it. I was working on making her favorite dinner (lobster rolls with lobster bisque, because she's a fancy lady) when she got home earlier than normal. Everyone was surprised, because noone is usually home at this time and yet here everyone was. She got tears in her eyes seeing everything we were still working on, got down and hugged our two youngest, and said she got the promotion! Cheering all around! And that's when she dropped the bomb, saying we need to get a realtor in a state three away from us so we can relocate within the next two months.

I was stunned, and just said no, we arent moving for this promotion. In all of her talks she never mentioned that the promotion wasn't for the same location she's been at. All of our family is here, her parents and mine, all of our friends are here, my job is here. She insisted that she's mentioned relocating before but I swear she never did. That set of a completely new argument about never listening to her and only hearing what I want to hear, and how this will make it so I can stay home with the kids and not even need a fun money job. During this I noticed she was typing on her phone, and when I asked why she was multitasking an argument she said she was texting my parents to get the kids so they don't have to see this.

When my parents got here they congratulated her on the promotion and asked how long until we move.

She told my parents the promotion included relocation.

I'm typing this on the couch in the basement, because I can't face her right now. My parents knowing means she probably did say we would need to move if she got it. I don't want to move, I like my job, and our house. I like being near my parents. I know this would practically set us for life but I don't want to. I know I'm being selfish, and I know I must not be listening when she talks, but I still don't think she should accept the promotion. I still think no.

What are these acronyms?

[chrissv4mp]

𐙚 NEED YOU

Her hands slowly run up and down your sides, drawing unimaginable shapes on your smooth skin as she awaited your next moves. Her eyes are so soft, so sad and filled to the brim with desire. Billie lets out a shaky sigh, biting her lip in an attempt to keep her emotions and urges under control, "Please, Ma. Jus' wanna be inside you." She begs quietly, voice shaky and broken from her endless pleas for you to sink down on her cock.

You shake your head, much to her disappointment—but she should've known that would be your answer. Her body is trembling beneath your own, head falling against your bare chest, giving you a front row seat to her pathetic, whiny moans and whimpers. A sad cry leaves her lips, swollen and red from biting down on them and kissing you so roughly an hour prior. Her hips buck, pushing the tip of the strap against your cunt softly.

It doesn't affect you as much as it should've in any other scenario, and you know Billie hates it—hates how you don't moan even from the slightest of touches. But, she won't disobey or say anything. Instead, she tries her luck at begging again, "Made me wait so long. Can't... can't do it n'more." She shakes her head, slurring her words together due to headspace you pushed her so far into.

The second her hands make a weak attempt to pull you down, you tilt her head back against the headboard, making her look directly at you, "Such a needy girl," you tsk, grip on her chin tight enough to leave marks. She squirms at your words, her own arousal coating her thighs. She nods her head fervently, her desperation reaching a point past no return, "Really wan' me that bad, yeah?" Your voice is condescending, full of authority as you ask her the question.

"Yeah—Yes, Mommy, yes." She breathes, heart beating frantically in her chest, her grip on your hips tightening enough to form bruises in the shapes of her large hands. Her eyes dart between each of your eyes, then to your lips, repeating the motion over and over again until she finally feels you begin to sink down on her strap. Her lips part in a quiet moan, almost like she can feel the way your walls envelope the silicone.

As soon as your cunt swallows her entire length, her hips struggle not to snap up into you, eyes focused on yours the entire time despite her mind telling her to take in the beautiful sight of her strap filling your pussy to the brim, "So... so pretty, Mommy. Can—Can I move? Please, please, plea—" Billie's mewls are cut off with a moan from your own lips as you begin to bounce on the silicone cock. Her eyes widen, taking it as a sign to thrust her hips up, her strap digging deeper in your wet cunt.

"Want'chu to cum on my cock, Ma, please. Need it so bad.." Billie whines, hands sliding up your body and stopping just below your tits. She waits for your permission, eyes trained on yours, "C'mon, don't be shy, baby." You tease, lips parting again as her hands cup your tits, thumbs rubbing circles along your nipples and feeling them harden beneath the pads of her fingers. She doesn't ask for permission this time, lips latching onto one of your nipples as she continues her thrusts and her kneading motions on your other boob.

The way your walls squeeze against her cock makes it hard for her to fuck you, but she makes an effort to nonetheless, looking up at you through her lashes to gauge your reactions to the pleasure she was giving you. She never wanted this to stop; your quiet whimpers and shaking body, the way you spoke to her in such a demanding tone, and the way you had her under such control, "Close? Are—Mommy, are you?" She whines, pulling away from your nipple to finally look down at your pretty pussy.

"Ma, am I—M'I doing a good job?" She asks, chest rising and falling in uneven breaths, hips moving faster in an effort to get you closer to the edge. She needed you to cum more than you did yourself. You nod, eyes locking onto hers despite the overwhelming pleasure you were receiving, "So good. My good girl." You praise, biting your lip as you clenched around the silicone. The tip of her cock kisses your cervix, and the knot in your stomach almost immediately comes undone.

"Makin' me feel so fuckin' good, Bills..!" You groan, eyes rolling back as you fall forward, head resting on her shoulder as you bounce on her cock the best you could. Billie smiles proudly, hips bucking up against yours to help you ride out your high. When you start to whine for her to stop, she doesn't, her mind too foggy and filled with the determination to get you off, "No more, baby—fuck." You sigh, thighs shaking.

"Cum—Mm'gonna make you cum. Again." Billie babbles, humming quietly as she gulps. She needed to get you off that edge again—even if it meant disobeying and overstimulating you in the process. But, she was still gonna be your good girl. She hoped, "W-Wanna make you feel good." She stutters, hips pushing up sloppily as her hands come down to grip at your waist again, pulling you down against her cock.

"Billie." You breathe, voice laced with more control and dominance than before. Her hips quickly stop, her grip on your waist becoming loose. She looks up into your eyes, noticing the power swirling deep in your e/c irises, "No more, baby." You whisper, shaking your head in disapproval and eliciting a whine from between her pretty, plump lips. You lean forward, kissing her forehead softly before pulling away, "Did so good f'me."

𐙚 amiyaps : for @47lake !! praying this is good 🙏

𐙚 tags : @mseilishmwah @sophloveswomen @mxqdii @livvydunneness @vyntagess @afteraftercare @wiidfi0wer33 @loving1dsworld @tan1shere @fallingforfalll2 @cierraonline @dandelions4us @scarlittt @ifwdominicfike @slxtarchive @stonerfromlesbos @bilsdillldough @hopingforgoodblogs @karaeilishh @hopelessfawn @zayluvss @meliciousmel13