#also pricey (it was ~$1.2k ���)

[shiftythrifting]

Vintage phone booth w/fancy iris windows

Ohio Valley Antique Mall

[acewoo]

～ 𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶

Satoru Gojo x Reader

nsfw, flirting, oral sex, fingering, praise, fem!reader

Word count: 1.2k

You and Satoru have been dating for some time and now, his birthday has finally come around. And boy were you planning to make it perfect. After all, it had to be after the absolute dream of a birthday Gojo had planned for you.

You were wrapping one of the presents you had gotten for him as a notification from your phone played.

Toru ♥️

Guess what day it is~

Of course, it was him who else would it be? You let out a small chuckle as you type a response

You

Thursday?

Toru ♥️

Don't tell me you've forgotten :c

You

Ofc I haven't, I'm just kidding Toru’

Happy birthday 🎁

You two continued to text back and forth for a bit before he said he had to go take a shower. At that time you had gone back to wrapping his presents along with writing a small birthday note. While the gifts you had gotten him weren't nearly as flashy or pricey as the ones he had gotten for you on your birthday, the note that you had thrown in and what would come after it would make up for it. Once the note was finished you lace it within an envelope, gather all his gifts and neatly display them front and center on your kitchen table. Your phone buzzes again.

Toru ♥️

Soooooo

When u coming over ;)

You

I'll come over soon toru dw

Js need to prep some stuff

Toru ♥️

Ok come soon tho

I don’t want to be all alone on my birthday

:<

Before driving to Gojo’s place you make sure you have everything ready. After confirming that everything was packed and ready you go into your room and change into the new mini-skirt Gojo had gotten you a week prior.

You

Coming over now

Toru ♥️

Was starting to think u wouldn't

You

I told you I had stuff to get ready

Toru ♥️

Not a good enough answer 👎

The text made you giggle as you unlocked your car to head over; Satoru really was a child trapped in a 27-year-old's body.

Upon arriving you're greeted by a very happy Gojo who opens his mouth before you can even get one foot in. “Took you long enough, I was getting so lonely.~” Rolling your eyes you step inside taking your shoes off. As you do Satoru takes notice of the large gift bag that had been attached to the side of your shoulder. “what's inside there?” he asks, already trying to peek inside it. Before he could though you quickly snatch the bag and respond.

“No peeking, you'll see soon enough” Satoru pouts as he shuts the door behind him. “I see you wearing the mini-skirt I got you,” he says in a much more flirty manner.

“Figured it'd be a good first time to wear it.” you hum as you bend over to place his gift bag on the table. Before you could turn back around, Satoru already had his hands firmly wrapped around your waist. “Keep doing stuff like that might also be the last time you wear it too.” his voice was low and was a clear warning. In which you challenge. “And why would that be Toru?~”

He leans deeper into your back, his lips lazing over your ear, with his breath going down your neck. “Oh so is that how we're playing?” his one hand starts tracing down your skirt as he teases the bottom of the trim. “Of course, I don't mind. In fact, I'd be more than happy to win against you…” his voice is dangerously quiet, and you can already feel the heat intensify between your legs.

“Satoru what abo-“ he cuts you off by pressing his finger from his other hand to your lips and hum “shhhhhh we’ll both enjoy this princess don’t worry.~” his hand then continues slipping further, till it rests under your skirt, his fingers teasing your panties. “I wonder, you're wearing the underwear I got you too?~” your cheeks flash red, giving him all he needed. “Wow I guess you really are eager to please me on my special day aren’t you?~” his fingers curl up in your underwear feeling your wet slick that had already been dripping out of your cunt.

As his fingers continue to explore he rests his lips on the side of your neck. “So fucking eager for me.” his fingers draw down your panties while his other hand reaches down to your waist. As his hand traces down you breathly speak. “T-toru.”

He hums “what is it?~” his thumb starts making circles on your cilt causing you to fold further into the table. “Come on, no need to be shy now.” His thumb presses a bit harder, just enough so the tips of his finger slip inside you. In response you let out a light whimper.

Satoru starts kissing your neck while breathlessly speaking. “So sensitive for me.” He removes his thumb and instead has two fingers slowly enter inside you. “You’ve been so quiet… it’s unlike you, yah know… I want to hear you dear.~” he’s pressed up against you more as his fingers begin to scissor inside you.

As his fingers continue to move inside your drenched walls, his other free hand removes itself from your waist and motions to lean you down against the table. And you comply. “So fucking good for me yah know that?” As he praises you his fingers reach a bit too far inside you when they curl cause you to moan in pleasure. Satoru had a slightly sadistic grin as he saw how much that affected you. So he did it again, and again, and again. Making you cum multiple times.

“T-Toru please- I can’t…. Take anymore..” you shakily let out. Satoru then takes out his fingers sucking your cum off them as if it was candy. “You taste so fucking good babe you know that?” He says completely ignoring your struggled comment moments ago. As he stops sucking on his fingers he then purrs in your ear. “You know…. Just that sample of you wasn’t enough…” Satoru wanted to eat you out right there. And hey, it’s his birthday so who are you to deny him of his wish… not that you could say much right now anyways.

Gojo then helps you get up only to slam you against the couch. He lifts you up to have better access to your pussy as your legs open for him. He wasted no time leaning in under your skirt to begin a cat licking your clit. The moans you were letting out was music to his ears. “So perfect for me…” he continues to eat you out and you could feel yourself getting close. “Toru- gonna c-cu” he cuts you off with a comment of his own. “Do it for me” and just like that your cum shit onto Gojos tongue which was still logged inside you.

Once your release is calmed down Gojo removes himself from your pussy looking down upon you. You were a panting mess and he loved it. He then gives you his signature childish grin as he speaks. “Soooo, can I open my gifts now” , having somewhat of a composure now, you throw the closest pillow near you at him. “This was supposed to be after you opened your presents dummy!”

“Awe but, you know I can’t help myself around you!” You sigh laughing. “Yeah yeah, happy birthday satoru.”

[mjoffic]

last minute shopping - eddie munson holiday blurb

I work retail and this popped in my head while refolding a graphic tee table and it's truly just a bunch of fluf and eddie being a cute boi

~ enjoy and happy holidays ~

word count: 1.2k

The holidays. A time focused around family, the reason for the season, cozy sweaters and hot cocoa. Twinkling lights couldn't be missed for miles as every house had some sort of big bulk convenience store decoration. No need for 'frosted windows in a can', oh no, Hawkins was seeing a very white Christmas with snow fall never ending and the chill of the wind cutting through every jacket and parka leaving no survivors behind. The joy was like an electric buzz in the air, only one thing could diminish the feeling.

The Starcourt Mall.

Eddie wasn't the best planner, never had been. Despite this year trying his best to be on top of the holidays he still had yet to get something for Uncle Wayne. With Christmas Day only two days away, it was a scramble for the perfect gift and it was absolute hell trying to get anywhere in the mall.

He could try The Gap? Nah, too pricey.

Maybe a gift certificate to Scoops Ahoy? But when would Wayne ever find the time to use it? He's always working.

Eddie sighed in frustration, running a hand through his mop of curls. He took a moment to look around the area, peeking over the heads of bustling mothers herding their kids to meet Santa, dads sitting on benches with shopping bags galore, teenagers running around the food court with their Orange Julius's sloshing all over the place. This was a nightmare. Slim pickings. Would Wayne be upset over a hand drawn card?

He was near giving up when he spotted Macy's on the far end. It was a department store, and while it seemed busy, it wasn't as congested as the inner workings of the mall. He squeezed his way through and slid through a sliver of space in between two groups of families; one included a mother scolding her husband for losing their credit card, the other group had a child crying over not getting the remote control car on the front table. Eddie pursed his lips, so glad he wasn't in that stage of life just yet.

There seemed to be never ending options for Eddie to look through, he wondered why he hadn't stopped in in the first place. It also made this decision much more difficult. He knew that he would definitely be walking out with something, no doubt, but genuinely the starting point slowly began to stump him and he felt his once eager energy depleting. A three pack of ties? When did Wayne dress up? A mug? Sure, lets add to the hundreds of them adorning the trailer wall. Maybe a fancy glass set? Even if the glasses were on sale, it was definitely out of Eddie's comfort range of spending.

"Well the sign says fifty percent off!"

A screech from an older woman pulled Eddie out of his daze and his attention turned to the scene on his right.

"Ma'am, I understand your frustration, however the sign details specifically to the gift sets. This sweater is on the table, but is signed for thirty percent off."

Eddie shifted his gaze from the woman, red in the face, almost matching her Christmas red sweater, to you. You stood behind a counter, not currently in use to ring up customers, but he noticed a stack of scarves next to you. He assumed you'd been cleaning up. You wore emerald green, very festive, and an elf hat to match. Despite your professional aura, the bell on the end of hat could almost send him into a fit of giggles every time your head even moved an inch.

"I'd be more than happy to show you-" you started, before being interrupted.

"You can show me to your manager! This is false advertising!" the women shouted, drawing a few more eyes into encounter.

"Ma'am, I'll have to ask you to keep from yelling in the store," you responded, face void of emotion. "If you would let me-"

"I'll yell if I want to! This is a free country!"

Eddie watched you take a deep breath, before picking a landline off the counter. You typed quietly while the woman continued her banter. You faked a smile to her before speaking again. "Hi, hey Ron, it's Y/n! Yeah, yeah, doing good, hey listen, would you mind sending security down to gifts? I have a disgruntled customer who refuses to listen. Awesome, thanks so much!"

The womens jaw dropped as you placed the phone back to the receiver, Eddie snickering quietly at this interaction.

"Who do you think you are!" the woman shouted, feigning a hand to her chest dramatically. "Do you know who I am?"

You smiled and shook your head, folding your hands on the counter. "No, ma'am, I don't! However I am the manager of this department and am asking you to remove yourself before security gets here."

The woman stared dumbfounded, slowly backing up from your bubble. Eddie stared in wonder at the interaction, and if he was honestly, completed turned on by your dominance.

"Merry Christmas!" you smiled, waving as the woman moved away from the scene.

Eddie noticed security at the end of the walkway and he shook his head, laughing slightly. Finding the nerve to walk up to you, he leaned softly against the counter and looked to the way in which the Grinch had left. "I think that was better than any of those movies playing in the theater right now."

You looked to him when he had approached, and smirked a bit at his words. "I try. Gotta keep some sort of sanity in this place."

"I get it, it's a madhouse in here," Eddie nodded, giving his best smile before extending his hand. "Eddie."

Your smirk simmered into a smile and you shook his hand back, nodding. "Y/n."

"Well, Y/n, I'm wondering if you might be of some use to me," he said, straightening back up.

"Oh?" you questioned, crossing your arms.

"Yeah, I mean, you are the manager of this department," Eddie said. "I'm in the works for the perfect gift."

"Ah," you nodded, stepping out from around the counter and glancing around your section. "Mom? Sibling? Girlfriend?"

Eddie stifled a laugh and he slowly followed beside you. "Uh, no mom. No siblings. And no girlfriend."

Your face erupted in pink and you stumbled over your words. "Oh, um, I'm sorry, I just assumed-"

"Hey, hey," Eddie grinned. "All good here. I'm shopping for my uncle, wanna try to find him something nice. Not much of a budget but I figured I'd find something on sale."

You felt your panic subside and sat a cool hand against your cheek, the heat subsiding. "Well, I'm sure we can find something perfect for him! Maybe something for you? Doesn't hurt to treat yourself sometimes."

Eddie pursed his lips a little bit and dug his hands in his pockets, following slightly behind you. He watched the way the bell of your hat jingled with every step you took. You arms slightly swayed when you walked, and you barely made a sound when taking a step. He began to notice the little things, and started to quietly thank the stars he'd came into the mall after all.

"I think I already have."

[fleur2pint]

the most wonderful time of the year

pairing: narcissa malfoy x fem!reader

summary: the holiday times roll around. the times of family, love, and giving. so narcissa decides to take you on a shopping spree. 

warnings: none! really just sexual themes (mentions of smut) but no smut or anything. a lil fluffy.

word count: 1.2k+

a/n: i thought of something a little different from this request, i wanted to try something new and without smut this time. BUT i will say i can make a part 2 if this does well of y/n using her find ;)) ALSO IT’S CHRISTMAS THEMED (most likely not proofread)

Pine. That’s all you could smell for miles as you walked down the pavement with the comforting, golden glow lit from above in lamp posts. Not to mention the light crunch sensation under your feet from the inch or two of snow. The time of the year weighed heavily on the bustling life of the shopping row, the time of giving. The time of family, love. The holidays. The most wonderful time of the year. And who better to spend it with than your wife, Narcissa.

The specifics were never important to you. Growing up you didn’t have many extras. This time of year was mainly for family. Gifts weren’t important, as long as you had a roof over your head and food in your stomach was all that mattered. That all was until you met Narcissa. Her family had always celebrated Christmas as opposed to Hanukkah or Kwanzaa. They didn’t celebrate it for the religious aspect but for the social aspect. It was an excuse to blow their money on shit they didn’t need.

The first Christmas you spent in the Malfoy household was odd. You knew the date, you just figured it would be any other day. That is until you got out of bed that morning and saw the designer bags sitting by the door along with a little note. They weren’t wrapped, tagging with the idea of just buying things and giving them to someone, not making them extra for bonus points. And you liked that. It made you feel a certain way. It made you think. But who were you kidding, you were too surprised and delighted to see them all waiting for you.

The Malfoys always surprised you, even with all the times, before they always seemed to top the last. Clothing and jewelry were what you received. It may not sound like much but the price showed up for it all. Brands like Tiffany & Co., Chanel, Balenciaga were what was given to you. Your favorite gift (that you still wore to this day) was a silver olive leaf vine bracelet. It meant a lot more than what was on the surface. The tag said “From Lucius” but lord knows a man couldn’t have picked out something so delicate. It was from Narcissa. You knew it in your bones.

Because of this, you never left your room without it. Being given something so pricey by the woman you wanted gave you a sense of importance. You loved it, you loved her. You eventually got what you wished for and were the happiest you had ever been. You got married and had the most lavish wedding possible. Per your request, it took place in the backyard garden. The vibrance of greenery gives a compliment to the woodsy decor. It was more than perfect. Your family even came, the acceptance of it all bringing you to tears of joy that day.

This year would be the first year where you and Narcissa were spending the holidays together, partially alone. Draco was currently finishing up his school year at Hogwarts, then from there, he would go to stay with his father. Then, return home for time with you and Narcissa. In the meantime, it was just you and your wife. Which was great for the two of you when it came to your sex life. You were always trying to find fun ways to spice things up when it came to sex with Narcissa, especially after her relationship with Lucius. As long as no one was in the house, there wasn’t a spot where you two hadn’t done it. From the counter in the kitchen to the top of the dryer in the small laundry room. The two of you went on it like rabbits.

And somehow, there were always new ways.

You were currently in the middle of the annual shopping spree Narcissa would always endeavor for the holiday season. Her hands were practically full of shopping bags with gifts for her loved ones. You walked next to her in the same situation with full hands. Before the spree, Narcissa had taken the two of you out to a nice dinner, and of course, as always, she had to get her favorite Rosé, which always leads to an out-of-the-box decision. Because of this, she was currently leading you to the most pricey lingerie store in the area.

At Dinner…

“Cissa, I don’t need lingerie. I’m happy with my bras and panties and whatever.” You reasoned with her as she casually sipped her wine. “But honey, don’t you want to feel sexy even when I’m not around?” You shrugged at her suggestion. You took another bite of your meal before speaking again. “I just feel like it’s a waste.” “Nothing’s a waste if it makes you happy, my love.” She looked you in the eyes with sincerity as she spoke. “We’ll just go, look around, and if you find nothing you like, then that’s fine. It’s final.” She smiled up at you before picking up her fork once again.

Back to the Present…

You walked into the pink and red filled store, taking in the extremely different atmosphere compared to the rest of the stores you had previously been in. The lustful colors make your eyes hurt, especially with the fluorescent neon signs on the walls. “Honey, give her your bags,” Narcissa said from behind you. “Oh.” You spun around quickly, setting your bags into the hands of an employee. “Thank you.” You smiled at the woman, her returning the same smile before walking off to the back to safely store your belongings.

“The floor is yours, baby. Go on and browse.” Narcissa said as she fished through her designer purse for her wallet. You nod as you wander into the store, glancing at the racks of lingerie. One thing you knew about expensive brands like this so far was that they would only have 2 to 5 articles of the same item. No more, no less. Making every rack look as bare as it can be.

You didn’t want something too colorful, too ruffled, too pricey, or too extra. You wanted something basic, even if Narcissa didn’t approve of your taste. Growing up, you had little for extras, only necessities. It kept that way as you grew up, but since growing close with Narcissa you’ve learned that it’s good to indulge sometimes. But you pushed it all to the back of your head just for this night.

As you skimmed through the racks, you were finding nothing that quite caught your eye. It was either not the right color or not the right cut for your taste. But one set caught your eye. A lacy, black bra and panty set with lacy roses engulfing the bra cup. The panties complimented with a little ribbon bow that sat right under one’s belly button. It was perfect. The way it would hug one’s curves perfectly was mesmerizing to think about.

Before you could take it off the rack, Narcissa noticed your fixation before walking over to join you. “Just about ready, dear? Did you find something you liked?” She said softly, looking down at the skimpy garment you were holding, a small smirk plaster on her lips. “Yeah, I think I’ll go with this one.” You said with a smile, holding it up in the air in front of you two to give Narcissa a look. “I think that’ll look absolutely delicious on you, baby.” She said low, a small twinge in her voice.

“I was thinking more for you, than me.” You replied, looking up at Narcissa, watching as her face slowly flushed.

[groenendaze]

How much did Finch cost to buy? I was wondering because I'm getting a Belgian Malinois and she's four years old and just a fabulous darling already. She has two day's until she's 🔫 Case in point the adoption fee is $99 and the owner hasn't mentioned what the actual price is on the page or in our chat. I asked, but nothing. I offered $150 or so, and nothing yet. I just want to compare prices. (Regardless I still might get her). Also, will she grow out of her 4yo body?

congrats on ur new dog!!!

in the dog world its like, taboo to ask about dog prices. that being said. i think thats stupid. finch cost me 1.2k. nettle was free. keep in mind, though, that i got finch as a puppy from a breeder so he’s going to be pricey and nettle was a unique situation. groens typically go for 1k-3k with the average being around 1.5-2k. ive seen malinois go from as little as 700 to as much as 10k (these are adults that are already trained though!). these are breeder prices. i can’t say much about shelter prices, because i just don’t know how much they would be in that situation!

not sure what you mean when ur asking if she’ll grow out of her four year old body though!

[12b-nondo-blog]

My Food Garden

Jericho Chan

Ever since I moved from Paco in 2008, I grew up in the streets of Binondo. When we were asked to do a travelogue about Binondo, I felt pretty confident that I would easily write about anything regarding the experience and the stories. I decided not to travel there, but I realized that I have nothing to write about Binondo. My travels in Binondo were pretty blank, since almost all of my journey there are very similar. I would go to church, eat dinner at Chuan Kee, specifically spareribs then to finish the day I would watch a movie in Lucky Chinatown. I barely got a story to write, my travels did not have that essence to make an interesting travelogue. So I decided to go to Binondo once more with two of my classmates, and treating them for lunch at our family restaurant, Kim Hiong: Food Garden.

I met up with my classmates at the main gate of De La Salle University under a very hot day then we rode the LRT from Vito Cruz to Carriedo, luckily there were not many people who are riding the train. Carriedo station was the station nearest to our restaurant, but I was not sure of the path to take to go there since I barely ride the LRT. Many minutes have passed and we were somehow lost and I still refused to ask for directions. There were some detours along the way, we would stop by shops, looking at fake guns, and I was looking for butterfly knives or Balisongs. After some time, we had no choice but to ask directions toward the Sta. Cruz Church. When we got there, I already knew where to go since my restaurant and straight ahead from the large arch with a Chinese-style architecture. We finally went inside our restaurant that were surrounded by jewelry stores. We were greeted by our staff but sadly, there were no customers. Our family restaurant has been an official establishment since 1970. We didn’t own the establishment at first, but my aunt worked there for many years. Soon the restaurant went into a downfall and the owner decided to sell the establishment. Our family took the risk, and bought it and refurnished everything. By 2001, the business has been blessed with great fortune, and to this day we are thankful for that business and it has been our main source of income. 

As we arrived in the restaurant, they asked me forrecommendations. Since I experienced the food there firsthand, I was the one who ordered for them. We were served first by our aromatic flavorful beef soup, which then both of my classmates acknowledged to be very delicious. In my opinion, it is the best tasting soup, even though it is just a home-made soup with a beefy punch. The food that I ordered was our specialty, the beef-shrimp fried noodles. It is our home made rice noodles that was made from scratch directly from the second floor of our restaurant, it is mixed with a soft juicy beef and with tasty little shrimps topped with a sticky sauce that compliments every aspect of the dish multiplying its flavor factor. I ordered it in extra-large which is supposedly for 5-6 people, but surely 3 hungry students can take care of it easily. Although my opinion is slightly biased, Kim Hiong for me has the best noodles in the Philippines, which is why I don’t order noodles from other shops, all their noodles just don’t hit the right spot. My classmates also mentioned it is not the best but it is not bad either and they rated it seven out of ten, which confused me very much. I was confused because it is actually my first time acquiring my friends’ opinion on our restaurant because I barely tell my classmates about our restaurant. Even if my friends tell me it is seven out of ten, for me it is still eleven out of ten. Half-way our meal, I ordered another dish called fried wanton, it is a dimsum similar to siomai but it is closed all the way, and is also deep fried with our own ingredients. My classmates commented that it is “malutong” which for me is a good thing. The fried wanton comes with a sauce consisting of tomatoes, dried chilis, and bell peppers. They mentioned that once they tasted the sauce, it overpowered the flavor of the fried noodles rendering it tasteless. I don’t know if it is a good thing or a bad thing, whether the sauce was too good or the noodles lacks taste. 

Overall, we became very full and satisfied after I let them wait for one hour because I woke up very late. After we finished eating, they teased me because there were no customers. To their surprise, customers came in one after another, after we have finished. To alleviate the feeling of fullness, we went outside towards the direction to Binondo Church or San Lorenzo Ruiz Church. We visited many shops more specifically Chinese stores. One store we visited was a decorations shop. It consisted of mini statues of Buddha and dragons ranging from small statues that are handful in size and colored gold to big statues that are colored jade. It is very pricey from small statues costing 1.2k to larger statues costing up to 30k. We also came across a Chinese store where my mother and I would buy snacks such as sea weeds and rice crackers. Our next stop was Salazar, a store for Chinese food. We went in and I suggested them to eat my favourite desert, which is almond jelly. It was my favourite since I was in grade school, I would go home to look at our refrigerator to see if my mom had bought me almond jelly, I would remember seeing two packs of almond jelly during midnight and I felt overjoyed, I sneakily ate the two packs while others were asleep. Unfortunately, I learned the next day that it was for my grandfather. 

The fullness that we experienced made us avoid other food shops. Instead, we visited the Eng Bee Tin shop that sold merchandise. Since we were running out of time, we decided that our last stop would be the San Lorenzo Ruiz Church, so we walked again for a few minutes. As we arrive there, there were beggars scattered around the church, at the main entrance and also the side entrances. The beggars consists of elderly on the wheelchair and children energetically begging for coins. After we came in we immediately went quiet, we started praying for a few minutes and then we would leave, heading home. I was not very familiar with the nearest stations so we traced our steps back to Salazar, to Eng Bee Tin, to our restaurant and finally the Sta. Cruz Church. We arrived at the station exhausted and doused in sweat, but we were satisfied on the things that we ate and the place that we experienced. The same place with different people is a different experience.