#anyway now I can have things like eating lunch and sleeping and cleaning up my wardrobe

[mako-designated-driver]

I'M FREEEEEEE

*for the next week but I'm still free

[a-hazbin-reader]

Alastor X Reader Headcanons

✅️Romantic

❌️Platonic

TW: Extreme Fluff!! Sweet Intimacy!!! A little canon cannibalism

Description: Different ways Alastor likes to be pampered by Wifey!Reader

When it comes to his wifey...Alastor is super spoiled and he knows it, craves it like nothing ever before

He's a glutton for your attention and everyone knows it

Every little act of kindness, every drop of affection and loving gaze just melts over his (shriveled black)heart like a sugary glaze

Mmmmmm glazed hearts

Great now he's hungry

ANYWAYS-

Even the normal everyday things make him feel warm and fuzzy inside

Like when you bring him his favorite tea in the mornings, giving him a soft kiss on the side of his face as you drape your arms around him

"Mm...good morning my dear..."

Or when you smooth over an unruly hair for him or fix his bow tie before he leaves the hotel

You can't have your snookums going out looking like some scruffy strawberry clown

You always make sure his staff is clean and polished, suit flawless and pressed, shoes shiny before he has an overlord meeting

You're NOT going to let your pookie bear hang around the other overlords with smudged shoes

Just. No.

Loves the days that you drag him off to the bathroom to coax him into a hot bath

"You've been so tense lately... let me take care of you..."

How can he say no to you?

He just relaxes and closes his eyes, letting your gentle fingers massage his scalp as you lather shampoo in his hair

The candles and bubbles 🫧 were a good touch too 👌

He almost always falls asleep by the time you're done massaging and cleaning him up, once you start scrubbing under his nails then he's OUT LIKE A LIGHT

Not that you mind, he's so attractive when he's sleeping

WAIT HUSBAND DON'T DROWN

Wakes up to an empty bathtub and a warm towel being wrapped around him by his delicious boo

You're so good to him how did you know he needed this

Always finds himself in a better mood after that, like his problems have all been washed and scrubbed away by your gentle pampering

He secretly loves it when you come by his radio tower with a fresh lunch, interrupting his set just because he needs to eat

Though he pretends it's a big hassle

He savors the food you bring him either way, walking you to the door afterwards and thanking you for thinking of him

Bby boy that's all you do is think about him

He locks the door on your way out tho

Alastor loves the way you convince him to come to bed with you, knowing he needs to sleep but also armed with the knowledge that he'll fight bedtime like a child

You leaning on the doorway already in your sleep attire, giving him a soft pout as he tries to continue his work and ignore you

"Alastor..."

Not his ears flicking up at the sound of your voice

When whining doesn't work, then you slink your way over to him, cupping his cheek and forcing him to look at you

He's trying so hard not to though, the moment he looks at your face then he knows he's done for

"Look at me, darling~"

Okay maybe just a quick glance-

Alastor you are a strong man, you are cruel and sadistic and you are an overlord with very important business!! You can handle telling your wife no-

Ffffffffuck.

Not the gooey goo goo doe eyes

Immediately leans into your touch, savoring the feeling of your fingers stroking his cheek

Not his tail fluttering

"Come to bed already~ I can't sleep without you, you know..."

And that's how you convince him to get to sleep every single night, a full 8 hours or whatever is recommended in Hell

Getting out of bed is hard for him because you look so delectable asleep and curled into him

Maybe he should take more time to pamper you too

But he's a selfish, greedy man who likes being spoiled by his wife so that thought is gone as fast as it came

He gets out of bed just to watch you whine and blindly reach out for him, so adorably pathetic

Okay just five more minutes of snuggles then I gotta go-

If he's cranky then you manage to convince him to nap, patting your lap and stroking his hair once he lays his head down

Your soft singing lulls him into a light sleep as you scratch and rub the ends of his ears

Wakes up drooling

Wakes up with his face buried in your stomach, arms locked around your waist as he sleepily breathes in your scent

How is he supposed to get any work done with you around????

Alastor loves all those things but his favorite way that you spoil him?? His number one fave?? That he would never admit to anyone??

When you give him your special smile, the one that's always been his to see and his alone

The smile that conveys enough warmth and love to make all of Hell seem like Heaven, at least for him anyways

The same smile that he first saw when you told him that you loved him, the same smile that tells him you still love him

You spoil him

Alastor thinking of his wife:

[milaisreading]

HIIII i love ur posts!!

Can i request a tired or mentally drained and at one point she breaks down on front of the bllk boys and all of them start panicking or trying to comfort her? 😭😅

I've been tired cuz exam season ( >:p ) "and i wanna cry but i physically can't ( idk why? ) and i want some comfort sooooo.... yeah!

if u dont wanna its cool :)

byeeee❤️❤️

Author: I FEEL U! I have been feeling soo drained and useless ever since my exams finished. Literally can't even relax during this small break I got:// Anyways, I hope u like this! Thanks for the request🩷

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

On any normal day (Y/n) didn't mind the chaos the boys caused her, after all they were under a lot of pressure, so she let them unwind while cleaning up after them. But today was not one of those days. Ever since the preparations for the next Blue Lock phase started she felt like they were more and more chaotic, while she was losing herself more and more in all of her work. The whole week was just a whole mess for her, from running errands for Anri and Ego, to breaking up fights between the teammates, she just felt like giving up. Right now, she was enjoying some quiet time in the lunch hall, just drinking some tea while fighting back sleep.

"This morning was so tiring...." She winced while grabbing her stomach. This morning, Rin accidentally kicked the football past the goal, which ended up hitting (Y/n) in the stomach. This caused a loud argument between the captain, Isagi and Barou. (Y/n) tried to stop them, but the fussing coming from Aryu and Hiori stopped her. She was annoyed that they didn't let her handle the issue, instead Kurona and Yukimiya ended up dragging her toward the infirmary.

Next thing that happened was an hour after the first incident. Karasu and Otoya were practicing with Bachira and Aryu, (Y/n) was as usually sitting and taking down the stats of the 4. Nothing unusual. Until Bachira decided to goof around with the football and yell at (Y/n) to watch him do some tricks. She admitted, they were impressive, and she commented on how great they are. Her comments along with the impressed look on her face caused the other three to start doing the same. The problem was that there were 4 of them and (Y/n) would have to look every 2 seconds at a different player, which did make her dizzy. Ego had noticed the commotion and yelled at all 5 of them to get back to training.

The 3rd incident happened barely an hour ago at lunch time. (Y/n) was sitting with Gagamaru, Isagi and Chigiri during the time, and while talking with the 3, she didn't notice an argument between Kunigami and Nagi unfolding. Everyone knew that (Y/n) barely ever ate her dessert, it had too much protein, so she would always left it to one of the players to eat. The dessert was pretty much the highlight of their day and the team agreed on whoever got the most points for the day, will get the sweet treat. This arrangement worked for 2 months, but today was the first time that two players were tied in points.

Kunigami and Nagi were both known to be level headed and somewhat apathetic towards everything, except when it comes to their manager and her attention,  that's when both are pretty much irrational.

"I think you seem to misunderstood me, Nagi. I am getting it today." Kunigami said, sending a tight smile towards the albino.

"And you seemed to have misunderstood me, Kunigami. But that pudding is mine."

"Calm down, you two." Niko rolled his eyes, still mad that he lost this time.

(Y/n), blissfully unaware of that whole agreement, noticed Gagamaru staring at her dessert. Knowing she won't eat it anyways, she decided to give it to him.

"Here. I won't eat. Hope you like strawberry flavor." She said, handing the surprised Gagamaru her food.

Chigiri and Isagi gasped silently. They shortly sent the flustered goalie jealous glares before looking at Kunigami and Nagi, who were staring degers at Gagamaru.

"A-are you sure?" The boy asked as (Y/n) nodded her head, smiling warmly at the boy.

"Of course-"

"Gagamaru, you traitor!" The two flinched and looked in surprise at Nagi.

"Ha?" (Y/n) panicked a little as she saw Kunigami and Nagi glaring at the duo.

"Keep it down, you two." Reo rolled his eyes, earning a nod from Tokimitsu.

"M-maybe we should let Gagamaru have-"

"Shut it, Tokimitsu!" Kunigami and Nagi yelled and then started arguing with Gagamaru. It eventually spread across the whole lunch room, and (Y/n) started twitching a little. Nobody was listening to her as she tried to calm it down. Was it the exhaustion or pure desperation to shut everyone up, but (Y/n) eventually started crying silently. Lost in her own thoughts while crying, she wasn't paying attention to what the rest were saying.

"I am the fastest. The dessert is mine!" Chigiri earned a show from Aryu at that.

"You forget I was in the top3 and I am the one with the better hair."

"Oh, shut up you peasants! You all are beneath me and (Y/n), therefore the pudding is mine."

"Says who? You, Barou? You do not have the charm to be anywhere near (Y/n)."

"Otoya, you cheated on your girlfriends. What makes you think you are worthy?" Yukimiya sighed.

"And what about you, Yukimiya? You are so plain, there is no way she will fall for you. Now me on the other hand-"

"Oh, shut up Karasu. Your charms are below Antarctica's temperatures." Niko groaned.

"I think the cutest one of us should get the pudding. So me-"

"Bachira, that would be me. I am also the ace, so that's just a bonus." Isagi smiled, earning a glare from Rin

"Pipe it down, you two can barely pick up a 2nd language." The captain added in.

"English is hard." The two protested.

"I think the richest one should have a say in the dessert." Reo smirked, earning louder protests.

Tokimitsu shivered a little in fright and looked over at (Y/n), freezing for a moment as he saw her crying.

"What's up, Tokimitsu?" Hiori wondered, one of the few who decided not to argue. Kurona looked over to where Tokimitsu was looking, and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw her crying too. He nudged Hiori.

"Look." Kurona said and the cyan-haired boy looked at (Y/n). He wasted no time and ran to her side, followed by Tokimitsu and Kurona.

"He-hey, don't take it to heart. They are stupid like that." Tokimitsu said as he patted the sobbing girl's back. Kurona and Hiori moved closer, both trying to calm her down, all three felt their hearts breaking as they watched her cry. The room grew slowly quiet too, as the rest looked at (Y/n) in concern and guilt.

"(Y/n)...." Chigiri gulped.

"It's just hard to keep up with you all. You keep arguing and destroying things at times... and it's just hard to keep up... I can usually take it, but I guess today isn't my day." A wave of guilt hit the team as they quickly scrambled for the right words. The last thing they wanted was for their (Y/n) to cry, or worse, contemplate on leaving them.

"Tokimitsu, go and take (Y/n) somewhere quiet to calm down. The rest of you stay here." Rin said, quickly getting unto his captain mode. The rest said nothing, deciding not to make things worse, and they watched with guilt and sadness as (Y/n) got dragged out by Tokimitsu.

"Alright, listen up." Rin spoke up, causing the rest to look at him.

"We need to pull our shit together, unless we want (Y/n) to leave and for some other manager to replace her. The team pretty much shuddered at the idea, there was no way someone will replace her!

"So, what's your idea, captain?" Barou wondered.

"I will tell you, but first... Reo, I need you to do some calls." The billionaire heir raised his eyebrow and slowly nodded his head.

And soo, that was what had happened. (Y/n) ended up crying for about 30 minutes as Tokimitsu stayed around, just in case. The boy was collected and calm, no sign of his previous fidgety demeanor. After she calmed down, she apologized to Tokimitsu for inconveniencing him, but the boy didn't mind.

"If you feel down again, don't be afraid to tell us. We will listen." The boy said with a smile, which calmed her down a lot.

After lunch, she went back to her normal duties, helping the other staff members and the team out. To her surprise, they didn't cause any ruckus, they were calm and friendly. Even Rin, Isagi and Barou stayed away from arguing with each other. Unbeknownst to her, whenever a staff member tried to scold her, Karasu, Aryu and Nagi would send them warning glares. They alone caused them to back off quickly. All in all, the day went pretty well, and (Y/n) felt a lot lighter now. She slowly walked into her bedroom, and stopped at the entrance as she noticed a box on her bed. Slowly walking towards it, she looked at the note on the box and slowly started reading it. (Y/n)'s eyes widened a little as she read it through, realizing that the team sent her this, and her heart melted at the apology they wrote out.

'They are chaotic... but I love them like that.' She smiled and slowly opened the box, only to find various treats that she could only buy outside of Blue Lock's facility, she even got a small (f/c) bear.

'They probably made Reo get this...' She chuckled and plopped on the bed, hugging the bear close to herself.

'I will make it up to them... maybe Teieri-san can help me get them some small gift next week.' She thought, slowly falling asleep.

[theglamorousferal]

Persephone's Binding Part 5

AO3 Prompt Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

Jason woke from a start to someone pounding on his bedroom door.

"Jason!" yelled the sing-song voice of the High Prince. Jason shoved his head back into the pillow and groaned.

"Come in!" He yelled after raising his head again. He swept the covers off and sat on the edge of the bed, stretching his shoulders out.

Danny floated in, today he was in his other form, the one he showed the previous night. Unlike last night however, he was now wearing armor. studded leather armor stained black covered his torso, forearms and legs. Held around his shoulders with a stylized D clasp was a fabric cloak with black fur lining, the inside however looked like the fabric of reality. It was like staring into space when traveling with Kori, he looked away to not get too focused on it.

"So, did'ja sleep okay?" Danny asked flying in lazy circles around the chandelier near the ceiling.

"Like the dead." Jason deadpanned. He stood and made his way to where his usual clothes and armor were neatly folded, cleaned and mended. "We heading straight to spar, or do we have time for me to like, eat?" He took the pile of clothes and made his way to the bathroom, and kept the door cracked so he could hear Danny's response.

"We can grab breakfast burritos from the kitchen on our way to the training grounds."

"Okay, fine by me." Once dressed, Jason latched on all of his armor. He stomped out of the bathroom then gathered his helmet, which he held under his arm against his side. "Weapons allowed? And what kinds?"

Danny stopped circling the lighting and floated down to eye-level with Jason. He appraised him for a moment. "We'll start with hand-to-hand and see where you stand, we can move onto non-lethal weapons after that. I don't think Jazz would forgive me if we use projectiles against each other."

"Fair enough, lead the way." Through the corridors Jason was led once again.

"So Jazz mentioned you said the city you live in is cursed? What's that like?" He floated on his back facing Jason not seeming to need to pay attention to where he was going. The cloak billowed around him as if he were in water, galaxies rippling.

"Yeah, Gotham, home sweet home. It's a pretty messed up place. We've got quite a few rogues in out city, and then there are times outside threats come and try and mess with it. It's got the highest crime rate in the country, one of the rogues polluted the water with his special brand of insanity and now we have fish mutated to have a human death grin. That's not even counting the Lazarus Pit under the city."

"Lazarus Pit?"

"Yeah, bubbling glowing green liquid that heals those near death and kills those that are healthy. The Demon Brat's grandfather has one he's used to keep himself alive for 600 years. I was pushed into it when I was basically catatonic and came back with my mind and most of my previous injuries healed."

"Shit that sounds powerful. And another thing that could help in tracking down your dimension." He flew ahead to where a pair of yetis were looking over a scroll. He spoke to them for a moment before returning to Jason. "K that should help a bit more. So you mentioned something yesterday that I wasn't familiar, what's a meta-human?"

"Oh, they're probably called something different on your Earth. So it's people either born with the meta-gene or are powered due to their species or otherwise have extra-human powers. Like, my brother Duke is a meta because he has the meta-gene, but Superman is a meta because his species naturally has extra-human capabilities. Another hero, Beast Boy, got his powers from a lab somehow, he didn't give much details and I wouldn't share it anyway."

They went through a set of dark wooden doors and the delicious smell of chorizo floated past Jason's nose. In the kitchen was a woman who looked like the lunch ladies from school but floating, glowing, and with green skin.

"Hey Lunch Lady, how're those burritos coming?" Danny floated in, careful to stay away from anything cooking or on the counters.

"Oh hello dearie, I was just wrapping them up. I do wish you'd stay and eat a full meal." She said smiling at him. "Oh hello there, you must be the young man who appeared suddenly and set this castle into a tizzy. I hope you're doing alright?"

"Yes ma'am. I've been treated very well since I've arrived." He felt the need to be polite, she just seemed like a sweet grandma.

"Good good, now you two enjoy these and go play." She handed each of them a burrito wrapped in tin foil. They made their way out of the room.

"Jazz mentioned that originally the people studying ghosts thought they were all evil, but every ghost I've seen so far has been extremely kind and nice. What led them to think they were all evil?"

"Oh, don't be fooled, Lunch Lady gave me a run for my money several times. She was the first humanoid ghost I fought, she turned into a giant meat monster because my friend got the menu changed to vegan for a week. It was a whole thing." He rolled his hand. "And I mean, ghosts say 'Hi' by play-fighting. To be fair, I didn't know that at first either and it caused quite a bit of confusion. Once that bit was cleared up I was able to talk with my rogues and they backed off and made sure to keep the fights away from civilians."

"Right, Jazz mentioned you fighting ghosts. So you were a hero then?"

Danny sighs. "Yeah, once I started to gain control of my powers and defeated my first big ghost, I realized I could use my power to fight anything that came through the portal. I had the whole deal, villain of the week, a nemesis who later was redeemed and became a mentor, a cloning mishap, an evil alternate timeline, the whole shebang." He rolled his eyes. "I had the whole secret identity thing for a while too." He smirked.

"Oh, do you normally have a mask on when in one of your forms?"

Danny laughed. "No, no, just turns out face blindness is a common thing in my home town. Even though I'm literally just a palette swap, no one figured it out without me transforming in front of them." He turned serious for a moment. "The town found out in the last battle. It's been a bit of a learning curve for people to get used to." His tone turned bitter. "That the scrawny little Fenton kid could possibly be the town's hero? As if." He scoffed.

"Fenton? I thought your last name was Nightingale?" Jason asked. Danny froze mid-air with his eyes wide.

"Forget I said that, you weren't supposed to hear that. Do not mention it to Jazz." Danny's face was three inches from Jason's and glowing that horrible Lazarus green. He nodded.

"Will do, heard nothing, locked away." He made the motion of zipping his lips and tossing the key over his shoulder. Danny stared at him for a moment before nodding his head once and flying in the direction of a set of stairs ahead in the hallway. Jason jogged to catch up.

At the base of the stairs was what appeared to be a medieval training grounds with several paddocks, one paddock with obstacles for mount riding, one for racing, another had what seemed to be a military-grade obstacle course and yet another held a free-running course. Outside of the paddocks, there were several rings for dueling and weapon racks along the fences and an archery course along one side of the grounds. A green dome was above the entire field, presumably to keep projectiles from hitting passersby.

There were a few different mounts around. Some that looked to be unicorns but had sharp teeth like a predator, some had wings but similar teeth, all the horse-adjacent were colors from blue, to green, to black to purple. There was a large cat with long fangs and a pair of horns, it had a long fur coat that was patterned plum and lavender stripes sleeping in top of one of the lean-to's that held benches for resting. A mechanical horse with Egyptian regalia stood beneath it as it huffed not liking being ignored by the cat.

Jason whistled impressed. "Impressive grounds, reminds me of what I've heard of Themyscira." Activity began to stall at their approach, a tall black suit of armor with flaming purple hair came up to Danny.

"My liege, do you wish us to clear the grounds?"

"No Fright Knight, we are just going to use one of the sparring rings for a bit of the morning once we've finished breakfast."

"Very good." The knight nodded and then turned to the others scattered about the grounds. "Back at it you all!" Fright Knight went back to brushing his humungous black alicorn.

Danny directed them to one of the resting spots next to an empty ring. "Here, let's finish our breakfast and then did you wanna warm up?"

Jason sat and took a large bite as Danny was asking the question and thought for a moment before nodding and chewing. The chorizo burrito with egg, bell peppers and spinach was delicious. Once finished, he worked his way through his usual pre-patrol warm-up. He expected to go a few rounds before Danny was tired of playing with him.

Danny worked his way through some warm ups, stretching in ways even Dickie would flinch at, then made his way to the ring. Jason followed and they faced each other, and for the first time that morning, Danny's feet were firmly on the ground.

"So, best two out of three in hand-to-hand then we move onto weapons?" Danny suggested.

Jason considered for a moment. "Yeah, sounds good to me."

"Alright then," Danny smirked and got into position, "bring it on."

[yanderepuck]

Starting to think ikevamp JP is lacking because we have no new cards of this man and it's been a hot minute since they released him. Why are we lacking so much

Anyway. May have had this idea as soon as I woke up. My best smut ideas happen first thing in the morning and I couldn't tell you why. But uhhh major degrading some CNC and we might be back on that somno shit

You bite down hard on the ball gag in your mouth. Your moans and screams muffled. Drool dripping down your chin, getting the sheets wet. You're squirming so much it's like you're trying to get away but Drake had a tight grip on your hips.

"Come on, little fawn. Cum one more time for me," he was starting to lose his breath.

One hand tightened while his other leg go, reaching under you to play with your clit. You squirmed and screamed more, but he kept your ass in the air, rutting into your cum filled hole.

"Cum and I'll finally let you rest," his voice wasn't filled with promise.

Your hands dig into the bed and you bite harder. You aren't sure if you can cum anymore, the bottom half of you feels so numb from all his relentless thrusting.

His fingers rubbed harder and you let out another muffled scream. You try pulling your hips down against the bed but he only pulls you up higher, your torso almost vertical.

"I'll fuck you all day, fawn. Having my cock in your hole is a delight," he smirks.

His voice is so smooth. So sultry. It makes you want to do anything he says.

With your body at a new angle, his cock is hitting you in ways it wasn't before, sending new waves of pleasure through your body.

You start moaning again. Clenching around his cock again. Your body going limp for the nth time tells him that you did cum.

Your eyes are fluttering, forcing yourself to stay awake. Drake pulls out of you before slowly letting your body drop to the bed.

He's panting, but not nearly as hard as you. He rubs your ass, watching you.

"Look at all that cum drip out of you," he chuckles and leans over your body to get the gag off. "Such a whore."

You're able to breathe better once it's off. You try rolling to your side but you're so sore.

"Don't move too much," he lays beside you, pulling you into his chest. His touch is much gentler now, petting your hair and speaking in a soft soothing voice. "You don't hurt anywhere too much, do you?"

You just shake your head, still not sure if you can use your words. He kisses the top of your head, assuring you that he loves you.

After letting your body relax you try getting up. You had to get cleaned up before going to start on breakfast. It was going to be a long day since you essentially got no sleep.

~~

As you are in the kitchen preparing some lunch you hear someone come in, but your back is towards the door.

"Sebastian can you-"

Arms wrap around your waist, making you jump.

"Try again," Drake kisses your cheek, holding you close to him. "How are you feeling?" He takes a piece of fruit that you are cutting and eats it.

"Exhausted. All thanks to you," you huff in jest. Today is going to be long but everything before felt so good.

"You enjoyed it," he smirked and took another piece. His hands rested on your waist. "Besides that will mean you will sleep good tonight."

"I'm hoping to pass out right after dinner."

"Guess I'll have to have dessert alone then," he sighs, being a little dramatic.

"What were you thinking of having for dessert?"

"You of course," he purrs in your ear. Your cheeks flush. "I could still have you for dessert while you're asleep," he presses his body against you, his hands sliding down.

You bite your lip to stop a moan. His face gets closer, his lips barely touching your ear. "I've always wanted to fuck your sleeping cunt," you don't seem to be against it so he keeps going. "Sleepy girls make the best fleshlights," a whimper came through your lips. "I'll be sure to stop by your room later."

One of his hands reaches around your front, lightly rubbing you through your clothes. You hold onto the counter. Your legs shake, still sensitive from earlier.

"Make sure you aren't wearing anything that blocks that hole of yours. I want to be able to slide right in," he kisses the top of your ear and takes another piece of fruit before walking away.

You're still shaking, feeling yourself getting wet from thought already. "Goddamn it," you moan softly.

~

Just as you thought, the day was long. But you're sure it dragged on even longer after what Drake said to you. You can still feel his hands all over your body.

Are you even going to be able to sleep now? Or are you going to be too excited about what's going to happen? Are you going to be able to feel it? Will you wake up?

You keep asking yourself these questions as you walk back to your room. You were falling asleep on your feet while cleaning dishes so Sebastian let you go early.

You close your door and look around your room. Is he really going to come? Did he really mean it? It feels a little embarrassing to want to be fucked in your sleep.

You get changed, putting on only a shirt just like he said. You feel a little nervous but just because you aren't sure what to expect. You turn your light off and crawl into bed.

You had nothing to worry about. The moment your head hit the pillow you were out. Your body was so happy to be resting.

After some time Drake came into your room, making sure he locked the door after him. The bit of moon light coming through the window is enough for him to be able to see your body.

He walks over and gently brushes some hair out of your face. "So innocent looking," he smirks and pulls the blanket down to see if you obeyed him. "Too bad nothing about you is innocent," he lifted up the shirt slightly and saw you were bare underneath.

"You want it just as bad as me, don't you," he gets his clothes off, leaving them on the floor, getting onto your bed. He rolls you flat on your back like a rag doll. "You get to sleep, and get fucked. It's like a win-win."

He slides his hands up your body, lifting your shirt over your chest to expose you more. "You're a treasure any pirate would steal."

He spreads your legs wide, wasting no time in sliding in you. He has to bite his lip so his moan isn't too loud.

"You're having naughty thoughts about me, aren't you?"

He smirks and gets one of your legs onto his shoulder. First he pushes deep into you. As deep as he can go. He swears he's deeper with you asleep. Once he has you warm him for a bit he starts thrusting.

As much as he doesn't want to be, he starts out gentle, not knowing if you will wake up easily. You stay motionless, nearly oblivious to what is going on. He gets more comfortable and speeds things up, then getting rougher, and rougher, and rougher.

Eventually he's not even worried about waking you up, he's just thinking about his own pleasure. He has both your legs over his shoulder, putting your body into a breeding press.

You might be asleep but your body is reacting. You moan here and there. Your walls clenching around him. He thrusts into you full force. He's not able to control himself.

He sees your eyes start to flutter. Maybe he is being a bit too rough. He can feel your body start to wake up but it doesn't stop him. All he does is put his hand over your mouth. Your eyes open moments after. Your vision is still blurry but you can see him. As your body wakes up you feel him everywhere.

You try to moan but it's muffled.

"Go back to sleep, fawn. I'm almost done with you."

You have no clue what time it is or how long he's been in you, but with the way he's panting between his words he's been fucking you for some time.

You try to moan again but he presses harder against your mouth. His thrusting never stops, never slows down. If anything now he's being rougher because he doesn't have to worry about waking you.

You whine a little, it can barely be heard over the slapping of skin, but he glares at you.

"Keep making noise and I'll shove your underwear in your mouth."

You can't tell if it's because you're still partially asleep, but something in you wants him to do that. But you stay quiet. Eventually he removes his hand from your mouth so that he can hold you down better.

Drake is pushing your body into the mattress as best he can to stop your body from jerking forward with every thrust, even if watching your tits bounce is a highlight.

Your eyes keep fluttering, slipping in and out of consciousness.

"That's right. Go back to sleep. Little fuck toys work better when they're asleep."

You bite down on your tongue as you reach your climax. How many times have you already reached it though? Has Drake? Something about not having a clue makes you wetter.

Getting even more slick enables him to go faster. Your eyes shut and you tilt your head back.

"Ahh..hh... Drake!"

He covers your mouth again. He starts panting, getting closer, his cock twitching inside you. You ball your fists up into the sheets just in time to feel his cum fill you.

He bites his lip to stop from getting too loud with his moans. After riding out his high, making sure he's emptied himself into you, he pulls out and lets your legs fall on the bed before falling down beside you.

He's panting harder than you this time.

"Fuck," his chest heaves. "I wish I asked you to do that sooner," he chuckles.

Drake pulls you in to cuddle before closing his eyes now.

"Why don't we actually rest now. If I'm dead on my feet two days in a row Sebastian is going to scold me more."

"His scoldings might be the worst," he rubs your back gently. "I did tell you back to sleep though."

"As if I could with how rough you are."

"You wouldn't want it any other way," he kisses you and pulls the blanket up, covering you both.

~~

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[trivialbob]

Back from the camping trip. Work tomorrow.

It was a smooth and fun weekend. I worry too much about something breaking in the trailer or the truck. We've never had any disasters though. The first year we owned a trailer I learned to carry a tool box and two or more of certain things, like freshwater hoses and electrical cords. Neighboring RVer are helpful about sharing ideas.

RV tip: Do not rush when putting up or taking down. People in a hurry are the ones that (try to) drive over wheel blocks (guilty) or forget to shut the ceiling fan cover (guilty). One thing I love about some campgrounds are how veterans watch out for the newbs. "Oh, hey man. I know you were going to disconnect that power cable before leaving, but because you had your truck in gear, well I thought I'd be a buttinsky even though I'm sure you were going to take care of it."

In one of the small towns yesterday I bought some organic, artisanal, foo foo scented soap at a boutique (the one next to the liquor store). If I see a fancy, nicely scented bar and I'm on vacation, I will gladly pay what top line beer cost for a single bar of soap. The soap lasts longer anyway.

Sheila has class now. I cleaned the trailer and put it away. Tonight I'm doing many loads of laundry. Bedding and dog blankets need washing. The weather forecast had been all over the place, so we over packed to be prepared. Now all that has to be washed. I'm not sorting out the unwashed clothes. They're all getting washed.

The dogs have barely moved tonight. I can tell they're happy to be home. They'd never say no to camping, but home is home.

The last load of laundry is in the dryer. My personal level of satisfaction is high. Getting the clothes and bedding done and put away relaxes me. There's no way I would have had a sound sleep if there had been dirty clothes in the laundry room overnight.

Tomorrow I'm going to a new downtown office building for the first time. I know my card key works, but I'm not sure where I can eat breakfast or lunch without leaving the building. I'm still excited to go downtown for a day.

I'm going there because my boss and some other managers are in town to meet people.

I have to drive downtown. After the pandemic there are no more buses I can ride downtown in a reasonable time.

[dollsonmain]

I've forgotten how to sleep and startled myself when I looked in the mirror on my way to bed last night. The eye wells in my skull were very, very visible. Slightly less bad this morning.

So sleep hasn't happened due to both anxiety/stress and the AC having been broken for a while. AC was out for about a week and once it was fixed, I was too stressed about the absences thing at school to sleep the first night, and then too stressed last night because Son broke his school laptop yesterday and we have to tell That Guy today, AND That Guy had gone out partying with friends after work which means he drives home like that in the middle of the night and I always worry he's not going to make it. I can't sleep until I hear the garage door open. If he crashes, with the way he has our finances set up, Son and I are effectively homeless immediately. Part of why I am trying to work. Him not coming home until 1am also prolonged the anticipatory anxiety of having to wait to tell him the problem and get over the aftermath.

And then I woke up at 3am like always and couldn't get back to sleep.

Anyway.

Work stuff ish again

I will not complain about being expected to work 6 hours a day because that's less than a "normal" job anyway, but really at that point I'd rather work a full 8 and get benefits.

I very much think it should be illegal to schedule people juuuuuust under the cut off for benefits to be required by labor law. You should have to either schedule people 40 hours or 20 hours, no in between, IMO. Scheduling someone exactly 20 hours gives them plenty of time to go work SOMEWHERE ELSE for the other 20 hours without having to worry about being scheduled to work 60+ hours a week because both employers are cheapskates that will work you 30 hours.

I also need to completely change my daily routines AGAIN to get to work on time.

My current-new routine is:

wake up at 3:30 and get my morning coffee

sit around and wait for That Guy to leave for work which is usually 4-4:30

Son gets up and we have the morning together

Son leaves for school at 6:50

I don't get hungry until somewhere between 7 and 9 and will have breakfast then

depending on how exhausted I am I will or will not do chores between 5 and 10

leave to walk to work at 10:20

get to work at 10:40/10:45

work 11-3

That Guy picks me up on his way home from work, though I did have to walk home yesterday

do chores

dinner between 4-5 or so

vegetable time

Now, I'm going to have to skip my morning coffee because it makes me poop and I don't want to be pooping while I'm also the only cashier at work.

So it's going to be like....

wake up around 3 and shower OR shower in the evenings and deal with being gross from night-sweats at work so wake up at 3:30, I do prefer to show up to work nice and clean but it is a gas station...

force feed myself some sort of solid food while waiting for That Guy to leave for work around 4-4:30

make sure the boy gets up no later than 5

leave to walk to work at 5:20

get to work at 5:40-5:45

work 6-whenever (she hasn't decided when????)

leave work to walk to home whenever that happens to be and I'd rather it WASN'T noon because it's going to be stupid hot, then, but stop on the store's "porch" to put on sunscreen real fast... which means I need an opaque travel size bottle for sunscreen, and eat something so I don't pass out on the way home (yesterday I took a small bread roll and some jerky and ate that and drank a second V8 Energy while walking)

get home around 1 if I left at noon because the walk home is slower than the walk to work

eat a real lunch? finally have my poopin coffee?

chores

Son and That Guy get home at 3

profit???

I'm going to have to prep and take multiple sugar drinks so my blood sugar doesn't bottom out while at work. Right now I've been taking one bottle of water with a Real Lemon lemonade drink stick mixed in and I forget to drink it but it's there so I can slam it before leaving. I'll need to also take a meal replacement shake got sugar, salt, and other nutrients, I think, and an extra water.

Manager keeps trying to get me to buy something at work before my shift starts and I'm like no thanks those are MY monies, now, you're not getting them back on your overpriced bottled water.

Today I need to do laundry, deal with the fallout of telling That Guy that Son broke his school laptop, go to Kohl's and see if I can find some New Balance cross trainers to wear to work since I will be doing walking, standing, and lifting and I think cross-trainers would be the best option AND already know NB is the brand they primarily carry, need to find a hi-vis vest or couple of belts because I'll be walking to work in the dark, and That Guy said he'd take me to dinner today for leaving me to have to walk home from work Yesterday but what does that matter? That's going to be every day from now on.

A few more paychecks and I'll look for a scooter again. Or something. Still kind of like the idea of getting a cargo trike, ngl. Would be harder to steal than a bike anyway.

I don't know what I'm going to do in the winter.

-

Running a salary and income tax calculator and factoring in about $3k in short-term hobby income, even putting that no tax is withheld, it looks like I'd expect a tax return of $3k? Because there's about $3k in tax credits??? Whatever. I'll figure it out when it's closer to the right time.

[bakery-anon]

Hello my loves, it’s spirit week this week and I am getting up at 5 for my makeup tomorrow <//3 so it is time for me to go to sleep. I’m also just like exhausted lol. My teacher acted like I didn’t do anything today and asked if I could “help them clean up today." like I didn't skip lunch last year to finish the lab and like I don't skip classes to finish work for him. Smh. Sorry that annoyed me 🙄

Anyways, I hope you had a good day today and that it was filled with smiles and laughter. I hope you had the best day ever today and if you didn’t I hope tomorrow is a better day for you.

You’re all so deserving of love and happiness so I hope you’re able to find it. Find the small things to make you happy. Read a comfort book, watch a comfort movie/show, cook your favorite meal. Find something that makes you smile so at the very least you can smile today. Find a joy in life to make you excited to get up in the morning. Oml…this is going to sound so cheesy but I get up bcs I’m really excited to see my gf (bug stop talking about their gf challenge: level? impossible </3). That’s not all though, you have to find reasons that aren’t tied with a person as well :) this week it’s spirit week. Next week it will probably be my book I’m reading or a show I’m watching or something I’m writing. Point is, find the things that make you happy :)

If no one has told you today, I love you and I’m proud of you. You’re deserving of love and I hope you find the love you’re looking for. A dancing in the kitchen in the small hours of the morning kind of love or a sitting on the couch not talking to each other while reading kind of love. Or the most important love, the platonic kind of love that makes you smile and laugh harder than you have before. The kind of love that makes you feel like you have a friend in the world. You’re deserving of love <3

Good morning my loves, to any of you that see this in the morning. I hope you have a good day, I hope you find reasons to smile and that everything goes well for you. I hope you get to wish on necklaces and eyelashes. Good morning my loves, eat some breakfast or have a snack and drink some water before your coffee finishes being made.

Goodnight my loves, to those of you who like me are going to sleep now. I love you all and hope you have sweet dreams. I hope you sleep well and that when you get up in the morning you feel refreshed. I love you goodnight :) <3

-love bug <3 🍪

[swallow17]

Today is one of those days.

I'm having a hard time just standing myself; I'm annoying myself out of my mind. I'm tired, but I don't really want to sleep. I want to play Zelda, but I'm too impatient to go after the fairies. I want to read, but my mind keeps drifting. I've been hungry all freakind day, but I don't fancy anything specific. I've tried to eat this morning, and I tried to have lunch; I simply can't. I'm not nauseous, or dizzy. My stomach doesn't hurt. I just don't feel like eating.

But I'm so hungry.

I don't have much food at home, anyway. I've been trying to lose some weight; it's not like going back to talk to Ana, as I did when I was a teenager. I just want my summer clothes to fit. I just want to recognize myself in pictures, in the mirror. I'm not going back to Ana. Or that's what I want to think.

So, I'm Mediterranean after all. Far away from the sea, more linked to the Atlantic, but Mediterranean nonetheless. That means that I belong to a culture of poor people who're great at inventing things to eat, so roasted onions it is. I have two onions left from yesterday's party. It will take about two hours to roast them properly. I guess that'll do for a very early dinner.

Yeah, maybe that's why I'm so down right now. Work has been a shitshow lately. My friends are adults (just like me, I may add), so we never find the time to meet anymore. One of them moved to another country and we talk weekly as if a bussiness meeting, another is kidnaped by a jelaous girlfriend. My fiancé lives in a different city during the week. I've been holding to yesterday's party to keep my sanity, I've prepared everything so it'd be perfect.

Don't get me wrong, it was perfect. Almost all of us were there, together, laughing, enjoying the food I so carefully curated, singing and looking our best with the most perfect smiles. I enjoyed it as if it was my last night on this Earth.

But it lasted four hours. Four freaking hours, and it was... gone. The morning came with a disastrous kitchen, a friend who slept at my place having a nervous breakdown and my fiance so tired that I didn't have the heart to wake him up. I cleaned the whole freaking house while my friend cried and told me about her mess. I mean; I make bad choices, I have to admit it. But at least I can be proud of not making all of them at the same time. She's working her ass for a job who doesn't pay back; studying for an exam she'll never pass, 'cause she has the wrong degree for that test. She's dating a guy who she doesn't even like, but he's a "nice guy". I couldn't avoid the grimace when she said that. I've had my fair share of "nice guys".

But that'd make for another entire post. So, back to this one.

While I was cleaning the aftermarth of the party and listening to her I felt so... trapped. I felt as one of those donkeys they used in the village, with the carrot just out of reach, so close I can dream of catching it.

"Work a little harder, girl, and you might make it. Make it until that shinny day that'll be too short anyway. Get back to work. Chase the next shinny day. Do it until you're too tired to imagine new shinny days. And then enjoy the nervous breakdown on your kitchen's floor."

Yeah. Maybe it's just the lack of sleep. Maybe it's just that I'm all alone again, alone with the perspective of another Monday on a job that's draining me.

Maybe it's just today.

It must be just that. It's just one of those days.

I guess the onions could be ready by now.

[adamruz]

This Time is Different

Summary: My version of the morning after 1017. Rated T just in case.

Word Count: 899

Note: I had no plans to turn my idea into a fic until @piscesgirl87 volunteered me to write a fic, so here we are lol. I think this is the fastest I've ever written something.

Their clothes were still scattered on the bedroom floor with pieces of a broken lamp and teacup all over the living room floor as the sun began to peek through the window. “Well this is a welcomed sight,” Adam mumbled as he woke up with his arm still wrapped around Kim as she was tracing her fingers lightly across his chest.

She looked up from the spot her head was cradled in under his head and smiled. “What do you mean?”

“Usually you're out of my arms in the morning before I even wake up, but I like this version much better.”

“This time is different. What time do you have to check in with Sam again?”

Adam rubbed his eyes and answered, “not until around 3, but I was planning on going back to my UC apartment around lunch time. I can probably push it back a little longer though just to spend more time with you and Mack.”

Kim shook her head. “No, Adam, you have to stick to the plan just in case. You can’t get made. Plus we have the rest of our lives to spend together.” She dropped that last sentence so casually like it was nothing, but it made Adam shoot up to sit against the pillow behind his head. “What did you just say?”

“I told you this time was different. I know we have a lot still to talk about, but I’m done being scared with you. She leaned up to kiss him again until he pulled away.

“Hey, can we get something to eat first? I'm a little hungry.” Kim agreed and threw on Adam's flannel over her underwear and headed out to the kitchen. Adam stepped up behind her with just his boxers on and wrapped his arms around her waist as she got a pot of coffee started and rested his head on her shoulder while softly kissing the spot on her neck that she loved so much.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. “Adam, what time is it?”

He leaned back to look at the clock and replied, “9 o’clock on the dot, why?”

Kim immediately started panicking. “Oh shoot, Amanda's mom said she was dropping Mack off at 9. I…we must have lost track of time.” Adam began laughing and couldn’t control himself. “Adam, this isn't a laughing matter. Our daughter is standing outside of our house right now and we're standing in the kitchen half naked and the living room and my bedroom are a mess.”

A knock came again. “Well you have more clothes on than me,” he proclaimed while still finding their current situation amusing. “Plus all of my clothes are upstairs.” Kim ran into her bedroom and threw his jeans from last night at him.

“Here. At least you'll have pants on.”

“Darlin’, I can't answer the door shirtless in front of a parent from school.”

Kim put her hands on his chest as she started to push him backwards, rotating him to face the front door, and eventually moving her hands to his butt to scoot him towards the door. “It's okay, trust me. All of the moms at school already have a thing for you anyways,” she revealed with a wink. “Now just distract them for like two minutes while I clean this mess up.”

Adam opens the door to see Makayla, Amanda, and Amanda’s mom standing on the front porch. “Hi Adam!”

“Hi Mack, did you have fun?” Mack nods and tries to run through the door, but Adam bends down to stop her. “Hey now, make sure you thank Amanda and her mom for having you sleep over."

“Thank you, see you at school on Monday," Makayla yelled as she waved to her friend and eventually pushed past Adam. “Mom, I'm home.”

“Hey bud,” Kim answered just as she was finishing shutting the door to her bedroom where she hid the mess with a robe on, replacing Adam's flannel she was wearing earlier. Adam turned the corner, afraid to see if Kim had enough time to clean up the mess and he had to admit she did a pretty good job. That was until Makayla asked, "what happened to the lamp that was here?"

Adam stood behind Mack in silence as he threw his hand over his mouth while Kim fumbled with an answer to her question. “I…I felt we had too many lamps in this room, so I put it away for now.” They both sighed in relief to have avoided that close call.

Makayla turned around and now inquired, “Adam, why do you have on the same jeans that you did when you dropped me off at school yesterday?” Adam was pretty sure his jaw was on the ground and now it was Kim's turn to start giggling as Adam tried to weasel his way out of this one.

“I will have you know, little one, that I have many pairs of black jeans that all look the same.” He wasn’t exactly lying as his closet did exist of a handful of black jeans, but she was right about this pair. It was like they were misbehaving teenagers again getting caught by their parents. It probably shouldn't have caught them so off guard that their daughter being raised by two cops in an elite unit would be so observant but here they were.

[snapdragonsimming]

Now that precious Carmel has joined our family, we’re settling into life as a family of four. Gabriel took a week off work to support me as I recovered from the birth, but now he’s back at it and I’m on my own with two under two! We're so blessed to live in a safe neighborhood with lots of fellow believers; in fact, my aunt and uncle live right across the street, and sometimes I like to stand at the window and "show" Carmel the house where I spent so much time growing up!

In the mornings I try to steal as much sleep as possible, but one of the girls is usually awake and fussy by six or seven, and if not then I’m up anyway, prepping for the day. Now that I’ve started Abbey on solids it’s easier to eat breakfast as a family, and I’ll feed Carmel either before or after we eat depending on how hungry she is. Of course, amidst the chaos I always make time to nurture my personal relationship with God.

Gabe heads off to work around eight with a kiss and healthy homemade lunch in his bag! He works so hard to provide for us, so I do my best to ease his burdens where I can. The rest of the morning is usually low-key. I’ll play with the girls, give Abbey a snack, work on some motor skills, and (ideally!) sneak in a load of laundry. After lunch the girls go down for naps, and that’s when I get the bulk of the cleaning done. Sometimes one of my sister-in-laws will drop in around midafternoon to see the girls and help out around the house, which is such a blessing. Between all that I make a point of having some "training time" with Abbey. It's so important to promote discipline and good manners, even in little ones.

When Gabriel gets home I try to have the girls clean and happy for time with Daddy, because the last thing he needs at the end of a long day is a dirty, screaming infant shoved in his face. I don't know how secular women can stomach doing that to their husbands!

After dinner we spend time together as a family, talking about our days, reading the Bible, and praying. Of course the girls can't understand much, but good habits start early! Then it’s baths and bed for Abbey and Carmel, and “date night” for us! It’s so important for me as a wife to meet my husband’s needs and carve out "couple time" before we start all over again the next day.

Though the small age gap between our kids can be difficult day-to-day, I’m so grateful for the little family I have, and I’m prayerful that it’ll lead to a close sister relationship for my girls- just like the one I have with my own sister, Tabitha. Following His design for my life and becoming a mommy has been the biggest blessing, and I can’t wait to see how God continues to work in our lives!

[beauty-and-passion]

Beau! Hello! How are you doing?

Hi! :D It's so nice to see you again! I really missed our conversations, can't wait for more of them to come soon! <3

This summer has been pretty busy for me. I studied almost every day - but it's summer, it's hot and my will to study was below zero, so I skipped a few days here and there, did other things, studied in the morning only and so on. Still no idea about the results, but when I get them, I will let you know :)

In the meantime, I still enjoyed my time by doing other stuff, like:

Cleaning

I love organizing things and since I finally had some time, I took the chance to:

Write a full inventory of the garage/storeroom where my family has been accumulating stuff for years

Buy a couple new storage racks for my apartment and move some furniture around. Still not over, but it's an improvement

Also, since my mother finally realized that yes, we have a lot of stuff indeed and we can rid of some of it, we went on a cleaning spree and cleaned:

The woodshed which had everything inside except for wood. There was even a sewing table!

The front garden of my house and that meant removing a shit ton of plants because my mother decided it was a great idea to plant them all together. She literally put two palm trees inside the vineyard. Those have been hard to tear down, but when me and my brother finally did it, the satisfaction was immense

We still have to move some stuff and properly clean the storeroom, but we have to wait for my uncle first: once he takes some furniture away, we will be free to keep going.

Keeping healthy

Since I went to the gastroenterologist and he told me to change my diet, I lost 7kg immediately and I feel WAY better. But it's still not enough: I plan to lose 7 more kilos, just to be in perfect health and to keep being healthy, even if I gain a couple kilos back in the future.

In order to do that, I kept (and try to keep) a schedule made of:

walking at least 6000 steps every day

spending at least one hour doing exercises and yoga 5 days a week

following the healthier diet suggested by the doctor, which is made of fresh fish and meat, fresh vegetables, almost no bread, gluten-free pasta, rice, couscous, no milk and no processed products. It was hard the first few days, now I feel bad when I don't follow this plan. I don't miss junk food and I still allow myself a treat once in a while. Also, since I am lazy, I cook once a day and double the amount, so I can eat for dinner and have a meal ready for the next day's lunch. This way, I'm always covered and I don't feel like resorting to junk/fast food (I also got rid of everything unhealthy, so it would be impossible anyway).

trying to get a better sleeping schedule: my alarm clock is set at 7:50 every day except for the weekends and I allow myself to get a 1-hour-long nap in the early afternoon. I also try to go to sleep around midnight, but still end up sleeping at 1am, so there's still room for improvement.

Writing

Studying was hard, but writing has always been great. And when I can have a schedule, it's even better :D

I started with two hours, every day. Right after dinner, when my mind was still fresh - and the weather gets cooler too. Then, around 10pm, I move on the couch and watch a few YouTube videos, before going to bed.

Some days, I didn't want to write a single line and had to force myself to write at least for one hour. But there were also days in which I wrote one or two hours more than planned. And now, I can write a few hours in the morning too and that means double productivity! :D Also, after sitting for so long in front of a screen, the exercise session in the late afternoon is even more enjoyable.

Small trips

I couldn't allow myself to take a longer breaks this summer. And that means I won't be able to visit Greece, so I took small trips to my uncle's farm and 1-day long trips to a few places.

In July, I visited Gaeta and Sperlonga (Italy). Those are two beautiful towns between Rome and Naples, with wonderful clean sea and beautiful sights. Sperlonga was especially cute, because the oldest part of the city is on a hill, so there are a ton of narrow streets, white-painted walls, corners decorated with seashells and painted tiles, tiny stairs and little plazas. It was nice.

In August, I visited Rovinj (Croatia): that's another little town, with a wonderful green sea. While we were there, we took a boat trip and visited the nearby fjord and wow, it was just like a postcard from a Norwegian fjord. And the trip was very enjoyable too: the boat owner offered us drinks and gave us interesting insights about what we were seeing.

I have two more trips planned for the next week: a water park tomorrow and a small cruise trip next week. Then, nothing else for now. Maybe will do something for Christmas and even New Year, but we'll see what offers we can find.

What about you?

What did you do these months? How did you spend your summer? How are you spending these last few days of August? And do you like to sleep as much as my cats like it?

[jacqcrisis]

Since it's my birthday could I possibly request a silly rambling about Caleb having to cancel dinner with his mom and not tell her it's because he's at the hospital. Again.

Yes! But mostly because I've had an idea I'd probably never write in my drafts that would prelude this. Gunna put most of it under a readmore as it's long and a little saucy.

Caleb's got a busy day ahead of him, with lunch with his ma and an evening shift after that so, in order to get a workout in, he decides to go to the gym first thing when he wakes up. Thing is, when he gets there, the showers are closed due to maintenance. That's not great, but he supposes he'll cut the workout short and run back home to wash up before lunch.

Not that he wants to go to lunch. His ma is probably going to have pamphlets and numbers for matchmakers and single women his age she knows. It's going to be an hour or two of guilt-tripping and pressure that he doesn't really want right now, but it's better to go than her try to show up at an apartment he doesn't live at anymore, so he best be on time.

Well, after his workout, a new problem arises when he gets back to the apartment. One he thought would still be sleeping considering its like...half past noon, so himbos don't expect to be ambushed as they put their keys on the table and their bag on the floor. Caleb squawks as a shockingly awake and already rumbling Zeke wraps his arms around him from behind.

He's got his toothy face jammed into Caleb's neck and his hands already under his clothes as Caleb's brain finally works out what's happening. Caleb puts up a mild protest, mostly telling Zeke to wait or at least, follow him into the shower, while not really putting much effort in trying to get hands out of his gym shorts or a mouth from sucking hickeys into his throat. Zeke's not having it, and Caleb's lukewarm attempts to wriggle free are nowhere to be seen when he's picked up and becomes intimately familiar with the wall against his back.

Not that Caleb would stop Zeke at this point as he's been trying to get the changeling to let loose a little and just go to town on him. Who knew all it would take was a workout and a missed shower to have Zeke manhandling him and trying to eat him like a peach? All thought of lunches later in the afternoon are absolutely out the window as are any worry about what a keyed up, aggressive Zeke might do when he moves their operation to the bedroom by carrying Caleb there.

Obviously, Zeke ends up gnawing the shit out his shoulder again, shocking literally no one. And it's bad enough that Caleb can't risk not going to the ER...again so when Zeke stops gagging, they clean up a little so they don't walk in looking too much like a crime scene. During that, as Zeke is assessing the damage frantically, Caleb's phone goes off with his ma on the other end doubling checking the resturant choice for today.

Caleb fumbles his way through a lie about how he can't go to lunch, he's really sorry, but he's...sick? His ma tells him that she's going to be in town anyways and she has some things to give him so she'll just stop by his place and- Caleb scrambles to cut her off, tells her they can reschedule or something, like it's fine, don't drop by, he's like super duper gross right now.

There's some back and forth, again while Zeke is wiping blood and drool and semen off him, where Caleb comes out on top by saying how she, his mother, would prefer to go through whatever she has for him in person. She irrately agrees, and she ends the call by telling him that he sounds a lot like his father. Caleb kind of shrugs it off but Zeke immediately starts apologizing again since he not only ruined lunch but Caleb will probably have to call off work tonight as well.

Caleb stops him, surprisingly happy with this outcome and assuring Zeke for the millionth time he's exactly the opposite of mad and he wishes Zeke was like that more just without the hospital part after. They go to the ER, and that sucks but it's a better time than lunch with his ma and Caleb gets a night off to play Call of Duty. Zeke also coddles him when he get off work later so it's wins all around for Caleb.

[safetycar-restart]

i may have lost uno and been teamed up against five times at three oclock this morining, but i am one happy girl. i’m so inlove with two brunette, light eyes, atleast 6 inches taller, funny sweet boys. and they’re both a massive part of my life. AND ONE OF THEM IS CHARLES MF LECLERC.

race started, sam bullying me (redbull fan and im ferrari gal). felt sick to my stomach. last ten laps. felt sick to my stomach. when he came second - crying. actually jumping up and down crying. the donuts with max - sobbing my heart out on the floor lay like a starfish being laughed at. seb’s dotd and speech - do no get me started.

charles fucking killed it and he deserves all the head pats and snuggles in the world. that’s all he wants tonight. he knows he didn’t win. but who the fuck cares. he won his own battle and did it fair and square. not to mention he did it looking amazing too. so yeah - tonight is a soft, tired night. just lay together watching some sappy film you both love. him lay with his back to your chest just happily talking away. buzzing whilst eating the room service you ordered. and just to tire him out one last time before bed - a lazy, sloppy, cute handjob where he just keeps moaning at the praise being whispered in his ears. then falling asleep just wrapped around eachother.

(side note, he’d have your name on his helmet also)

-🍁

You’re so right about this!!!! I also love your description of your race experience, you’re so valid for that. But yes yes anyway let’s talk about Charles!!

The team things charles wants to go out and celebrate and while he is excited, he’s mostly just relieved? The season really took its tole and then some on him and he hasn’t been able to actually relax in so long, hasn’t been able to have a movie night without stressing or be your giggly little boy or make you lunch or cuddle with you for hours.

He’s just… he’s missed all the calm moments between the two of you. Sure he’s had some of them, but they’ve always been you trying to calm Charles down and look after. He just wants an evening where you can both chill together. That’s what he wants for his celebration (and okay yeah a bottle of champagne can be split between you two).

He does, however, pay for the entire team to go out? He wants everyone who wants to go out and have a good time to do it free of charge because they’ve all more than earned it.

But as for himself… it’s straight back to the hotel.

You and him order far too much room service, none of which is on his diet but that’s fine because the season is finally over.

Originally Charles wanted to do a movie night, but then he was cuddled in bed with you, sharing the food you ordered and suddenly all he wanted was just to chat? He can’t remember the last time he was relaxed enough to talk shit with you for hours and it’s exactly what he wants.

The only topic not talked about is F1. There is zero motorsport talk whatsoever.

And to be honest half of what’s discussed is nonsense (because no Charles, penguins are not birds of pray), but it’s just the nicest thing. And of course he’s always cuddled close to you, giggling whenever you slip your hand under his soft shirt to tickle or pinch him.

He gets a little hard towards the ends of the night, a result of being so relaxed and so close to you. You’re more than happy to slip your hand into his boxers and give him a slow hand job until he makes a mess in his boxers.

He’s so sweet the entire time, letting out little gasps and whines as he slowly rocks his hips into your hand. You praise him too of course, which only makes it more intense.

And then you remove his boxers, using the fabric to clean off any cum that’s on him and then throw them off the bed to be dealt with in the morning because Charles is now ready to sleep.

He sleeps against your chest of course, and when he wakes he can’t wait to get out of there and on holiday.

[jqupohtia]

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Hello thank you for enabling my brainrot

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning: J'qupoh, but unless something's urgent G'raha is going to be the first one to actually get out of bed. After much struggle, because Poh's going to be be latched on like a barnacle.

Who’s the one to make breakfast: Poh, because G'raha will try to skip breakfast otherwise.

Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed: G’raha because he’s a sap, but more importantly Poh will not be the one to introduce crumbs into the bed. He will appreciate the gesture, though.

Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work: G’raha I guess? If Poh’s actually initiating he’s not likely to suggest anything quick...

Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day: Poh. 100%. I think G’raha would have a bit more urgency to get up and do things, given the second third chance he’s on, and that he’s got over a century of needing to constantly be at work on something, but Poh has come to appreciate opportunities to just. Stop. At least for a little bit; he will absolutely make sure G’raha takes a few lazy days too.

Who chooses the movies: Pretending that movies are a thing, J’qupoh would probably ask G’raha to choose, because he’s most likely going to be distracted anyway. Whether that’s by working on something or by G’raha himself...

Who initiates kissing during the movie, thus distracting the other from the movie all together: When I say Poh is going to be distracted by G’raha, I really mean he is initiating the distraction. If they are watching a movie alone they are going to be curled up together, and Poh WILL start making himself a cuddle nuisance before long. Smooches will happen.

Who orders lunch: They try to take turns, but it’s frequently Poh dipping out to grab something because G’raha is too distracted/busy to remember he has to eat now.

Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking: It’s Poh for sure.

Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy: Again. Poh. Though he’ll curl up for a nap regardless of the full stomach if anyone sits still long enough.

Who distracts the other from trying to work at home: They do it equally to each other because both have a tendency to get lost in their work/ studies.

Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old: Technically it’s more likely G’raha since Poh doesn’t like cold things like ice cream. Asking for sweets in general is definitely more Poh.

Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream: If the tomestones have that feature G’raha is going to be filling it with any opportunity to get a picture of Poh regardless of what he’s doing. So definitely him.

Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face: It’s absolutely Poh.

Who cooks dinner: J'qupoh because G'raha can only make sandwiches. He helps though.

Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards: They both work on it, G’raha to try  make up for the work but Poh is going to be cleaning as he goes

Who stays up until 2 reading: Both of them because they both have insomnia

Who stares at their partner while their sleeping: They both do, because they both have moments of needing to check they're still there, that they haven't woken from a dream and it takes a moment of checking the other over to ground themselves.

Who kisses their partner while they sleep: They both do it, but J'qupoh does it the most simply because he doesn’t sleep without waking up a few times, and he can’t resist kissing Raha for long when he’s curled up with him.

[midnighteloquence]

tjrjeiskdk

surprise attack! (just wanna spew out words and emotions and hope it makes sense)

i feel like an alien. like, i genuinely feel foreign compared to others, compared to my classmates, my family, my own friends. that feeling of not belonging has resided in me for years and resurfaces a lot. and with neurodivergent people, even if im nd like them i still feel like i shouldnt be there, like no one truly gets me. i feel more complex than a human should be.

and theres so many times where i wish i could be human. i wouldnt have to feel like im uninvited everywhere i go, that nobody really likes whatever comes out of my mouth. i wish i couldve been born normal, because i think id be happier if i was neurotypical.

anyways! thats the nd life for ya! i always feel like i should shut my mouth about facts no one really cares about!

im recovering, i think. im not sure how recovered i am. because when i think about it, im still suffering mentally. im just not taking it out on myself like i used to. i can sober up and get clean as much as i like, reach as many milestones as i can, but ill never feel happy. my mind will never truly rest. ill always cry and sob and beg that i die in my sleep. thats not recovery, just because im not self destructing doesnt mean ive recovered

i feel so tired and i dont know how to feel energised. im bored of life and fill it with meaningless special interests and fanfics. i find myself just hating so many people. i hate this so much

the years have come and go and yet i still feel like id feel better if i was nothing. ive been feeling this way for three years now, ive grown tired of this suicidal ideation, of the seasonal depression, of feeling so left out despite having so many friends

im surprised people havent left me yet, because usually when people really like me itll take a little bit before they hate me. at this point im counting the days till i have to eat lunch in the bathrooms.

theres so much in life that i wanna do but i see none of it ever happening. i dont take school seriously, infact i hate it. im gifted but its slowly declining as things get harder to understand. i dont even have a plan b

whatever bye

Makoto is the rizzler