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xxsugarbonesxx · 10 months ago

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Mi Valentín

Tags: full nelson, butt job, head (m receiving), fingering, hand job, groping, something about free use??? semi public sex porn WITH plot

no use of y/n afab!reader, reader has a fattie sorry but i don't make the rules 😮‍💨😔

TW!!! I am NOT a writer!! This is just something I do for funsies so don't expect much lol

She’s a beefy one so buckle up

Valentine's day is your absolute favorite holiday. A whole mushy gushy day dedicated to showing your significant other, or your friends or yourself to how much you love them and appreciate them. An excuse to dress up and go out, excessive chocolate consumption and give gifts. But, unfortunately, your beloved husband thought otherwise.

He never liked Valentine's Day, and he had thousands of excuses too. “Why is one day out of the whole year meant to show your love when I do it all year long?” Miguel said, rolling his eyes as he chopped vegetables for dinner. It’s not like he didn’t spoil you on Valentine's day, he always took you out to a nice restaurant for dinner and got you some gifts. But he was missing the whole entire point!

“Drop it amor, I’m plenty romantic as is. Remember when I took you out to that hotel and we spent the night away from the kids?” Miguel asked, his go to excuse when you brought this topic up. He turned to face you, one hand on the counter and the other holding the knife. He had an apron on, with ‘Milfin’ Ain’t Easy’ printed on the chest. You decided it was best not to question, said apron and moved on.

“But Miggy, it’s my favorite holiday. Can’t you not be so cynical for one in your life and humor that your wife enjoys something?” You said, crossing your arms under your chest. He just snorted and continued with his cooking, you scrunch your face and turn your heel, deciding you're not gonna give him the satisfaction of your presence, you leave to go find something to keep yourself occupied or just pout while you wait for dinner.

“You know it’s a dumb holiday, mi vida. It’s like how birthdays were invented by greeting card companies to make more money.” Miguel teased as he sat down in bed next to you after dinner.

You frown and roll on your side with your back facing him to let him know how upset you are with him. He sighed and chuckled, he cuddled up against you so he was big spooning you. He ran his calloused palm over your bare leg. “Don’t be like that, mamás. You know I love you, but I just can’t get behind a holiday that’s supposed to be about showing love since I already do that everyday for you,” He pouted, kissing your cheek and patting your butt.

You sighed and sat up, “Okay, you know what. You’re right, you already do so much for me. I guess it’s a little selfish to ask for more. I just get jealous sometimes, of all my girlfriends who always talk about their partners and how romantic their Valentine’s Day is…” You admitted, it sounded silly when you say it out loud. It embarrassed you, you have an amazing husband who gave you two beautiful daughters and here you are, ungrateful all because of FOMO.

“It’s alright, I know what you mean…but let’s not focus on that. I promised we’d never go to bed mad at each other. And we’ve had a long day, hmm? How about we get to sleep now? Since we’ve got a big week ahead of us,” Miguel asked, kissing your collarbone, he was such a smooth talker it drove you up the wall sometimes. But you nodded, kissing him back and curling up with him in bed.

Little did you know he’s been scheming.

One week ‘til V-day.

You let go of the whole Valentine’s Day thing, you were embarrassed about getting so worked up about the situation. You got home late from work, Miguel was already gone to watch Gabriela’s soccer practice and he took the baby with him. You had the whole house to yourself, you sat on the edge of the bed. Sighing as you take off your earrings and heels, you notice something on your nightstand.

You look to see a fuzzy little lion plushie with a fancy red ribbon tied around his neck. You smiled softly and picked it up, it was soft in your palms and smelt like strawberries.

It was obvious that it was from Miguel, you set it down on the bed and finished getting out of your work clothes. After a nice shower, you put on some cozy clothes and flop onto the bed. The house was clean and there were no chores to do so you got to relax, you sat in bed watching a movie with your new bed buddy. You hugged it to your chest, breathing in the strawberry scented mane.

Miguel came home with the girls a bit after your movie ended, Gabriela skipped into the house with her baby hairs stuck to her forehead from sweat and the remnants of chocolate ice cream on her cheeks. You usher her into the bathroom for her bath before finding Miguel. You wrap your arms around his neck and stand on the tips of your toes to give him a quick kiss.

“What was that for?” He chuckled, his hand on the small of your back, the baby on his hip.

“Just a kiss, I saw that stuffy.” You smiled and shrugged, looking up at him through your lashes. “I love him, but you didn’t need to get me anything…”

“I know that, I just saw it when I was at the store and thought you’d like it sooo…” He said, his hand snaking up the small of your back to roll his fingers through your hair before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Gracias guapo,” You coo, leaning into him for one more quick kiss before pulling away to give Gabriela her bath.

Five days ‘til V-day.

You and Gabriela sat at the kitchen table while Miguel was at work. With baby Esther on your lap, the three of you were hard at work making Miguel his Valentine’s Day present. Since he was always so low key for the holiday, you would do the same. Opting for something cuter and simple that also included the girls.

You already had a hand print of Miguel’s huge, paw-ish hand from an old craft Gabriela made when she was in kindey. You cut out a nice square of paper around the hand print, you carefully painted your own palm and fingers with a soft pink. You pressed your hand over his painted hand print.

Next was Gabriela, you painted her hand with a slightly darker pink color and pressed it over your hand print once it was dry. Then Esther when Gabriela’s handprint dried, you used a baby safe paint that was a darker pink color then Gabriela’s. You pressed the baby’s palm gently over her sisters. So it was papa Miguel’s big black hand print, your smaller light pink hand print, Gabriela’s little hand and then Esther’s teeny tiny hand.

It was perfect, a cute little card from all his girls for Valentines. You let Gabriela paint a couple pink hearts on it and sign it and it was perfect. You take it to write a lovey dovey message on the back and tuck it away in your nightstand once it was completely dry for the fourteenth.

Three days ‘til V-day.

You looked awful, you tripped in the snow as you hiked your work parking lot to get to your car in front of your boss. When you finally got up out of the slush, you got your hair caught in a branch. Tangling it with leaves and sticks, finally you got home.

You trudge up the driveway, it has been snowing and raining all day long. You hated the cold winter weather in Nueva York, you just had to wear heels today as you took big steps over the slush. You finally made it inside the warm apartment, taking a deep breath, your shoulders relaxed. The girls are in the living room watching Bluey with Miguel cooking in the kitchen. You kiss the girl's forehead hello and wobble deeper into the warm kitchen.

“Hey mamás, how—woof, what happened to you?” Miguel half laughed, pulling his oven mitts off his huge hands. Today he’s wearing a green apron with ‘Besame soy Irlandés’ printed on the chest.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” You mumbled, brushing the leaves out of your hair. Your whole front is soaked, there was some sort of ice or snow in your bra and your makeup smeared from crying in your car.

“Oye, poor mami.” He cooed, wrapping his big arms around your waist and hugging you to his chest. He held you tight, kissing the side of your face.

He helped you untangle your hair and get out of your soaked clothes. He drew a warm bath with bath salts and bubbles, he washed your hair for you once you were in the water. His big calloused hands rubbing your shoulders as he pecked your cheek. His chest pressed against your back, his hand snaked down into the water in front of you. He peppered the side of your face with gentle kisses as he gently rubbed your core with his pointer and middle fingers. His wedding ring was cool against your inner thighs, his other hand cupped your left breast. Massaging it softly, his thumb grazing over your perked nipples.

His other hand cupped your sweet pussy, his fingers dipping in between your soft folds and pushing into your wet hole. “My poor girl, I’m sorry your day sucked.” He whispered into the shell of your ear, you bit down onto your bottom lip. Holding back whines as he gently begins to pump his fingers slowly, your hands find the edges of the bathtub to grip. Your head rolls back, your eyes shut as a little gasp escapes your soft lips. He smiled into the dip of your neck, still playing with your tits.

His surprisingly tender lips graze up over your neck for an open mouth kiss, catching your wines and huffs in his mouth. You feel his lips twitch into a little smirk, that smug bastard is always so proud of himself. He pulled away, you whined from the emptiness that filled your soft walls now that he took his fingers out, but you immediately perked up when you heard him take his belt off from the loops.

Miguel stood up and over to the side of the tub, he slipped his semi hard cock from his boxers. He looked down at you as he pumped his huge hand over his girth, he held you face with his other hand, his thumb rubbing back and forth on your bottom lip. His way of silently telling you to ‘open’.

You obediently part your pretty lips, he slapped his red tip onto your tongue. He was now fully hard, his cock was perfect. His member is a little darker than his brown skinned body, at least eight to eight and a half inches long. Maybe even ten on a really good day. It was girthy too, with a fat vein on the side of it, it curved up slightly, his groin perfectly shaven besides the happy trail over the base of his length. His balls were heavy, you took him in your mouth. Since he was so big, you always struggled to take him completely.

You manage to get a good four inches in and start to bob your head, you look up at him through your lashes. It hasn't even been in you long, but you were already cock drunk. He instinctively began to roll his hips into your jaw, the bathroom filled with lewd squelching, moans, and groans. You gag and your eyes roll back.

Just when things started to get good, the baby screeched downstairs in the living room. Miguel sighed and threw his head back dramatically, he pulled away and pulled his slacks back up

over his hips. You frown and pout, he chuckles and bends down to kiss your forehead. “Lo siento, mi corazón…” He muttered, pulling away to get back downstairs to make sure the girls didn’t kill each other.

You groan a little and sink a little deeper into the warm water.

One day ‘til V-day.

You had actually forgotten all about Valentine’s Day. The girls and work had made you forget all about it. You were sitting at your desk at work, typing and scribbling down notes for later when one of your colleagues told you that there was something at the front desk for you. Curious, you go to check on whatever goodie or package was delivered to you. You never get these sorts of things, you couldn't help but be excited as all the possibilities ran through your head. What the receptionist handed you was better than anything you could have imagined.

The front desk person handed you ramo buchon. One hundred pink and white roses were arranged and wrapped, surrounded by matching pink and white baby’s breath blooms tied together by a ribbon. A little white teddy bear with a ribbon and tag sat in the center of the buchon, the tag signed by your secret admirer. It didn’t take long to figure out who said secret admirer was, since it was Miguel’s handwriting.

You looked at the gorgeous flowers for the majority of your shift, making sure to send Miguel a little ‘I love you’ text to show your appreciation. Even though he played dumb when you got home, insisting that it wasn’t him and someone else must have sent it. He hugged you tight, muttering under his breath how he’s gonna teach that ‘son of a glitch’ a lesson for daring to make a move on his woman when he finds out who sent it to you. Though you could hear the smile in his voice.

“When I find them, I’ll teach them a lesson they soon won’t forget for thinking he can just make a move on my woman and get away with it.” Miguel scoffed, kissing the crown of your head. “I’ll kill him dead,” He said when you chuckled.

“You hear me, mariposa? There are some things as a man I simply cannot stand for. And when another man thinks he can have what's mine. And you are mine.” He continued, his forehead pressed against yours as he spoke. “My woman, my baby mama, mine mine mine.”

He repeated that mantra throughout the night, you curled up against him in bed. Him kissing your forehead with his hands rubbing your sides. Going up and down the dips and valleys of your body. You couldn’t help but smile, your face pressed against his neck. “My sweet mujer,” He sighed dreamily. Peppering your pretty face with gentle kisses.

“Did you like the buchon though?” He asked between smooches. You couldn’t help but giggle, squeezing your dear husband's hand gently and nodded. Your legs tangling with his, the blankets pulled up over to their shoulders. It was nice and cozy in their little blanket cocoon. Miguel needed a weighted blanket in the winters, that coupled with the fuzzy white tiger blanket on top of it made you both nice and warm.

“Sí, sí. Ellos tienen buen gusto,” You reassure him with a smile and a peck on the cheek. He looked satisfied with that answer.

Valentine’s Day.

You woke up snuggled up in the warm bed with Miguel. His alarm went off weirdly early, you blinked, your eyes crusty in the morning, yawning and stretching your arms over your head. Miguel stirred as you sat up, his hands over your lap, you arch your back to stretch. His almond eyes slowly opened and glanced up at you. He smiled into your waist but didn’t move, his morning wood pressing into your plush thigh.

You look down at his hidden face then down into his lap. You smile to yourself and lay back down next to him, your hand snaking down underneath the covers. Already thinking up so many naughty thoughts, tracing down his tummy, following his happy trail, your fingertips teasing the waistband of his sweatpants. He grunted a little as you gently began to stroke his length. You squeezed gently, creating a delicious pressure.

He finally ‘woke up’, grumbling into the crook of your neck. Rolling his hips back and forth into your hand. You chuckled, looking back over him. You press a little kiss to his nose, “good morning, quapo.” You purr into his ear. This was his favorite way of waking up, your hands on his body. Whether you stroked or sucked, his eyes rolled back and toes curled before waking.

“Good morning, mariposa, you slept well?” He muttered into your neck, his hand over your chest. He kneaded your pretty tits in his big hands and sighed dreamily.

“I did,” You answer, you roll your palm over his angry red tip. Pearly beads of pre cum dribble out of the head onto your hand. You scoop it up in your fingers, pulling your hand away to taste it. His cum was sweet with a bit of salty, you loved the feeling of his warm seed on your tongue. And he loved seeing you enjoy it, he watched your lap up his pre, a smug look on his handsome face as you swallowed.

Just when you reached to finish the job, he sat up. His erect cock twitching right in front of your face, you were mesmerized. Jesus, you were just a simp. “Gabri could just walk i-” You started, he was already reaching to lock your bedroom door. He grabbed you by your waist and flipped you onto your stomach. He reaches into his nightstand drawer to grab something. You look over your shoulder as he ripped your pajama shorts and panties off your body, making you giggle.

He drizzled massage oil on your bare ass, his calloused palms ran over your buttcheeks. You buried your face into the pillows, giggling like a giddy schoolgirl to yourself. He pressed his nose into your hair, breathing in your shampoo, letting out a shuddering sigh, he sat back up on his knees behind you.

He dipped his ring and middle finger between your plush inner thighs, spreading the warm oil over your already wet pussy lips. You shiver but stay as still as possible for him, he bent over your pretty body. Pressing kisses onto your lower back. Muttering to himself as his fingers slip into your slits folds, your velvet walls clenching his long digits. You whine and cuss under your breath as he makes a scissoring motion with his fingers.

“Relax, mamás, can’t have you clenching my dick off.” He chuckled breathily in your ear, making you groan a little. You did your best not to clench on his fingers so hard, you rolled your shoulders and breathed deeply. Burying your face into the silky pillows, you whine as he begins to rock you by pumping his fingers into your weeping hole. Your breath shudders as his free hand down your back to asscheeks, squeezing gently and smacking to make you squeal.

“Oye,” You hiss, looking back at him over your shoulder, furrowing your eyebrows. He snickered like a kid and went back to pumping fingers. It didn’t take long till your orgasm, it never took Miguel too long to get you to cum. Your nectar pooled in his palm, he smirked proudly, licking

your cum off his hand. You whimper in shame, hiding your red face in the pillows. He chuckled cruelly before slapping his now fully erect member over your thick ass. You squeak as you watch his big hands grab the headboard above you and he begins to hump like a bitch in heat.

He sat on your calves on his knees, his thighs on either side of your hips. The massage oil acts as a lubricant for him to slide his fat cock between your buttcheeks easier. You whine into the pillows, your shoulders hunching and back arching.

You let out a soft moan as his shaft dragged over your holes over and over again, making you shiver in pleasure. He let out a soft, satisfied sigh as he took you from behind. You just knew that the smug bastard had a satisfied look plastered all over his face as he humped, spanked and slapped your poor, poor, red ass.

He grabbed and groped, before pulling off of you completely. Miguel took his shaft in his paw-ish hand, dragging his leaking tip to your weeping entrance.

“Miggy…” You whine, it's been too long since you’ve had him all to yourself. Whether it be your respective jobs, family and taking care of two kids under ten. You miss the feeling of him stretching you out, you miss the burn. You missed him making it hard for you to walk the next day, and him eating you out like a starved man, repeating the phrase ‘I’m sorry,’ over and over again as an apology as he palmed his dick.

You missed the burn and the after care and him making you breakfast for you afterwards. His cock slipped inside, not even three inches at first just to get you ready. His fingers stretched you out best he could, but he was getting impatient, and he needed to feel his pretty girl. His hands drifted off the headboard to either side of your head on the bed.

Sloooowly, he pushes deeper, you choke back all your noises. You look over at the nightstand on Miguel's side of the bed at the alarm clock, because you apparently married an old man. It was a little after five in the morning, he usually sets his alarm for six, that smug bastard set it early to squeeze a Valentines day quickie before work.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the plap plap plap of his hips hitting your ass and his tip kissing your cervix and the low creaks of your shared mattress. You slap your hand over your mouth, his big hands tighten around the sheets he was clenching. The massage oil and both of your sweat rolled off of eachother, pooling on the bed below you, but you’re too full to care. His length filled you up so good, that you couldn’t think to care about the fact you’re ruining your sheets.

“Yes…” You whine, your shaky hands clinging to the sheets as he pounds into you.

Miguel laid his body over yours as he slowly bucked into you, you almost preferred it when he was pounding into your poor, abused pussy since then he wasn’t torturing you with slow, agonizing strokes. His lips pressed into your ear, his eyes glazed over as he grunted and huffed into the shell of your ear, you loved how vocal he was. How he’d react to your body, how'd he moan and praise you.

His arm slithered under your neck, pressing you into a headlock as he rutted against your soft walls. His nose buried into your hair, breathing in your cocoa butter shampoo. He tightened his grip on you until your cheek was pressed up against his bicep, his sweat, musk and the remnants of his cologne from yesterday made you slick.

A knot formed in the pit of your belly, his pre mixed with the oils and your slick, coating the sheets with liquids. You really should have put a towel down…-

“So wet, you like that, don't you?" He growled, his voice deep and husky as he took you from behind. He couldn't resist, he couldn't fight it. He was under your control, he was yours to do with as you pleased. He always portrayed himself as the head of the household, el jefe, but it was a different story once the girls were in bed and the door was locked. He was still very much the dominant, though your pleasure was his priority. He wanted you to be pleased and happy with him above anything else.

“Mhm…feels, fuck, so good…” You mewl, your hips swaying side to side as he slowly rolled his hips into you, your warm walls clenching him. He pulled out until only his tip was in, before pounding back in. Your sweet nectar flowed from your core, you writhed and silently screamed into the pillows. Miguel kept rutting before quickly pulling out, his hot cum spilling down the small of your back.

He let out a satisfied sigh and flopped down on the bed next to you. The giant laid face down next to you, groaning.

“Jesus, you’re not that old.” You choke out after a minute of basking in each other's sweaty afterglow. “You’re fine,” You grumble, nudging his calf with your foot.

“I’m just warming down, gimme a minute.” He gruffed, tilting his head to stick his tongue out at you and scrunching his nose. “Bleh,”

“Oh my god, you’re just like Gabriela.” You snicker, rolling on your back to stretch, and looking over his body. Miguel was on his stomach, one of his long legs off the bed as he pressed his face into his pillow. You can’t help but look at him with disgust.

“You have a ridiculously nice ass for a man.” You pout.

“Don’t be jelly,” he scoffed playfully.

“Did Gabriela teach you that word?”

“What, ‘jelly’?” He asked and you nod. “Oh please, I’m well educated in the field of slang. I know about what the kids are saying, ‘on fleek’, ‘yeet’, ‘lit’, you name it. You married a very educated man, lucky you~”

“I’ve never heard anyone say that in literal years…”

“Who?”

“Hmm?”

“Asked.” He said proudly, you let out a groan. This was just middle school all over again.

“Okay, okay, I’m done now, mariposa. I promise.” Miguel giggled, grunting a little before rolling onto his back next to you. He snakes a big hand over you and pulls you atop of him.

“This is disgusting,”

“I didn’t even-!” “The sheets, and us. I should get in the shower…” You grumbled, he wrapped his hands around your waist, pulling you back down to him as you sat up. Your cheek smushed up to his firm pecs.

“Two more minutes,” He promised, patting your sticky back.

You’ve been getting ready for what felt like hours, your makeup, shoes, hair, jewelry, clothes, accessories. Maybe you were spoiled…sat on the floor of your walk-in closet in nothing but your pretty lingerie, your arms crossed under your chest, you mull over your options for the perfect outfit for your and Miguel’s date tonight.

You check the time on your phone and sigh, deciding to take your chances with that one bodycon cami dress you got months ago. It was cute, I guess. You quickly finish getting ready, your finishing touch being a pretty little necklace with a pendant with the letter M engraved into it.

The girls were shipped off to your parents house for the night, it was just you two. He cooed and crooned over you, showering you with gifts and peppering your pretty face with kisses. Making your face a little red from his stubble brushing over your cheeks, he booked a nice restaurant nearby for the two of you and came back home for Valentine's Day sex.

After years of marriage and having kids, of course things would often fall into a routine. But after all his gifts and gushing, maybe things won't be so uniform tonight.

The dinner was fine…your alfredo pasta was good so far, and the wine was nice. But Miguel was acting strange ever since you woke him up. He's been red in the face and nervous, which was weird since he was usually so confident and outspoken.

He was complaining about the wine being expensive, you look up from your pasta to count his forehead creases.

“It’s like I have to hunt a waiter down for a bottle of wine, wine that's nearly two-hundred dollars. Ridiculous…” He grumbled, you can’t help but roll your eyes as he obnoxiously waved at a waiter.

“Miggy, please stop. You’re acting like my mother.” You mumble after he spoke to the waiter, you watch the poor twenty something year old disappear into the kitchen to get that bottle.

“Oh please, even I wouldn’t stoop that low.” Miguel scoffed, poking his food with the prongs of his fork like Gabriela did when she didn’t want to eat her dinner and she’d stall for sympathy. You tried making conversation, when that doesn’t really seem to work, something more devious appears in your smile as a sudden idea comes to mind.

Of course, you’d know how to get him to relax. You prided yourself with that, so you set your little plan to action. You make sure no one in the restaurant was looking in your general direction, you pick up your salad fork, a type fork you may have used twice in your life, and drop it on the fancy dark wood floors of the restaurant. Which, in turn, makes the most loud and annoying ‘ting’ sound, Miguel gives you a look as you freeze.

“Gosh, clumsy me~” You quickly reassess, making sure no one is looking, you duck to your knees to pick up the fork that somehow got almost completely under the table. It was one of those circular tables with a long red cloth draped on it to the floor. You sneak underneath without anyone suspecting a th-

“What are you doing?” Miguel calmly asks, though you can tell by his tone he’s the human equivalent to a donkey on the edge.

“I’m grabbing my fork,” You answer, though you have passed the fork, crawling on your hands and knees, you make a beeline to your manspreading husband. You rest your chin on the edge of the chair, pressing your soft lips for a fat kiss on his bulge. He jolts when you do, his hands flying to cover his crotch.

“A-amor!” Miguel yelped, his knees hitting the table. Making his wine glass fall, he quickly moved to pick it back up. Giving you just enough time to sloppily unbuckle his belt and pull his slacks down just enough to pull his semi-hard cock out, the table cloth covering his lap up. You smile to yourself before licking your palms to stroke him with both your hands.

Once he was completely hard in your soft hands, you took his tip in your mouth. Kitten licking it as you stroked with one hand and kneaded his balls with the other. He was trying (and failing) to mask his whimpers and squeaks by sipping his wine.

“So pretty~” You cooed, slapping his fat cock over your tongue. His pre dripped down his aching shaft from his slit, which you of course greedily lick up. Every noise Miguel made went straight to your sopping pussy, which you were grinding up and down his dress shoe. He grunted, how rude, you’re polishing his cock and shoes, and he dares to complain?

You take a solid four inches into your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag. You wish you could look at his pretty face as he groans and grunts, you nod your head, attempting to fit more into your mouth.

Relaxing your throat, you take a deep breath in through your nose and breath back out slowly before taking him all the way to his base. Your nose nestles into his trimmed pubic hair while your hands snake forward to dip back into his boxers to give his balls a squeeze. Your drool and his pre dripped from your soft lips and down his balls.

Miguel pressed his palm into his lips, his eyes squeezed shut. His free hand on the crown of your head, his fingers tangled with your hair as he guided you. His thighs shuddered, doing everything in his power to not moan loudly in a crowded restaurant on Valentines day. You try to bob your head but he keeps you down on his cock.

He huffed and his hips buckled to push deeper into you, you gag and tears roll down your cheeks. It only took a few more seconds as hot, white ropes shot down your throat and warmed your belly. You swallow quickly, your moans vibrate against him as you ride him through his orgasm.

Only when you hear that whimper do you finally slide off of him. Your lips leave the tip with a lewd pop. You give his cock a sweet little kiss, you dry your tears and climb back into your seat, placing your fork back on the table where it belongs with a satisfied smile. He wasn’t glaring anymore, he looks much more relaxed now…

Just from the look alone tells you that you’re in for it when you get home.

Before Miguel could say a thing, the waiter zips back over to the table to come check up on your dinner. He was about to leave when he paused.

“You’ve got some alfredo sauce on your lips, ma’am.” The waiter said, pointing to his own lips. You squeak out a quick ‘oh!’ and dab your lips with your napkin. Wiping off the ‘alfredo sauce’ as the waiter ran off to another table.

“Don’t,” You sighed, Miguel was smirking, resting his head on his palm. He was relaxed now, and was giggly from the alfredo sauce comment.

“I didn’t even say anything~ though you do look cute with alfredo sauce on your lip.” Miguel said sweetly, swirling his wine glass to watch the red liquid slosh in the cup before raising it to his lip to take a sip. His crimson eyes trained on you. Giving you a look that made your previously soaked panties soaking wet and sticking to your cunt.

“Though you are very much still in trouble.”

Your heel made you slip on the icy doorstep, Miguel’s hand on your waist hoisted you upright before you could fall into the snow. “Careful~” He tutted smugly, unlocking the door for you and you rushed inside the warm home.

Both you and Miguel had been drinking, you from the embarrassing alfredo sauce incident and Miguel because he was trying to loosen up. You’re both tipsy and stumbling into the kitchen, you go to the sink to pour yourself a big glass of water to sober up. Just as you gulp down the last sip, Miguel comes up behind you, his big, calloused hands resting on your shoulders, squeezing gently.

His soft lips find your jaw, he massages your shoulders. The wine made him tipsy and went straight to his dick. Your back pressed against his chest and stomach, your hands on the cool surface of the kitchen counter. Signing softly and nearly letting a moan slip as his hands travel down from your shoulders to rub your clothed breast.

You grip the counter, your shoulders going slack and your back involuntary arching. His thumbs brushing over your hardening nipples, you feel his cock hardening from underneath his slacks as he slowly grinds on you. His lips still on your jaw, the tip of his tongue slipping from his lips to press against your soft skin.

Humping your plump ass and squeezing your plush tits was heaven to Miguel, the only thing missing was his cock buried deep into your gushing cunt.

Tipsy, he decided that’s what he needed, he wrapped a beefy arm around your waist and hoisted you up over his shoulder.

“Miguel!” You squealed, kicking your feet as you slowly began to sober up. He didn’t say anything, just grunting and his hand falling from the small of your back to your butt, pinching the fat to tell you to quiet down. He carried you with ease up the stairs, down the hallway to your shared bedroom.

He wrapped his arms around your thighs and flopped you down on your back onto the blankets and pillows. You landed back with a squeak of the mattress, your legs dangling off the edge as he straddled your his. His lips crashed into yours, his cheeks painted in a pink hue, his big hands ran up and down your sides

You parted your lips, catching your whines and huffs in his mouth as he pressed your beefy body into you. Trapping you to the bed with his hands, he leaned over you, his kisses searing as he held your wrists up over your head to keep you underneath him.

When he got tipsy, he wouldn’t be bothered by foreplay. He needed to get right to the good part, his kisses got hungrier and needier with every second that passed. His hands rubbed down your sides, sliding your dress off your body. His eyes wandered and quickly widening when he saw your lack of anything under your dress.

You went rogue on him, you ditched your lingerie in the restaurant bathroom, since your panties were soaked and uncomfortable, and because you too wanted to get to the main event as soon as possible~ He stripped and sat down on the edge of the bed with you on his lap in his favorite position, full nelson. Your legs bent up to fold you in half, your knees on either side of your head with his arms bending you back with his fingers locked with each other behind your neck. It was sort of uncomfortable, but the second he moved his hips, you forgot all about it.

He thrusted sloppily into you, you threw you back on his shoulder almost immediately as his tip practically kissed your womb the first thrust. He didn't stretch you out prior, the burn was enough to make you scream. His hips jutted up and down, your ass slapping down against his pelvis. Filling your bedroom with the sweat slaps of skin hitting skin and your lewd moans.

Your eyes flick up and cross, he’s been at it for hours it feels like when he actually just started.

“Please, Miggy,” You mewled in his ear. He ignored you, peering over your shoulder to watch your pretty titties bounce from how he was rocking you. Miguel looked angry, like he usually did during sex. Grabbing your hair he roughly pulls making your back arch suddenly “Fucking ride it,” he commanded in a harsh tone.

Feeling him throb in you, you're ready for more, slowly start raising your hips and bringing yourself down the best you could when you squished and bent into the position. You felt the knot in the pit of your tummy tightening as he speared into you, a ring of cream wrapped around the base of his angry, twitching cock.

All night long, the man fucked you like a fleshlight. Making you cry tears of pleasure and scream his name for all your neighbors to hear. Your knot snapped for what felt like the umpteenth time, your orgasm ripped through you in waves.

That didn’t stop him though, he’s fucking you like he’s trying to mold your gummy walls to fit his, and only his cock.

Painting your womb white with ribbons of hot cum for the sixth time, he finally let’s go. His hands slightly raised as if admitting defeat as his chest rose and fell. Sweat rolling down his body as you crawl onto the bed to try to cool down. He falls down on his stomach next to you on his side of the bed.

You poor thing have been put through the wringer, you’ve came too many times to count, been came in too many times to count, cried, screamed and moaned. Your throat and poor, slutty, pussy been played with and fucked ruthlessly. Your eyes are half lidded when Miguel rolled onto his side to face you.

“Amor…?” Miguel whispered, his voice hoarse.

“Hmm?”

“I need to admit something…I sent you the ramo buchon, even though I told you that your secret admirer sent it to you.” He admitted sheepishly, like he was an embarrassed kid owning up to taking a cookie. It made you chuckle sleepily.

“Yeah…I had a hunch,” You smiled, taking his hand in yours and running your thumb over his knuckles. He seems genuinely surprised you knew it was him.

“How…-you know what, never mind, mariposa. Happy Valentine's Day to the loveliest girl in the whole multiverse.” He smiled sweetly, bringing your hand to his lips and kissed it softly.

“Thank you, mi Valentín.”

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daisies-daydreams · 10 months ago

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LETS GOOO!! THE REQUESTS ARE BACK!

can i request hobie brown x female!plus sized reader? (IK, IM OBSESSED WITH THAT SHIP.)

let’s say that reader and hobie go on a date, right? they go to a nice restaurant (not the really expensive ones😭) , go to a lightshow at the park, go to the bookstore and get some boba? reader is wearing something like a tank top with a long skirt and a bunch of accessories, and people just give her weird stares and say some really mean things to us:(( but hobie being the best boyfriend just defends us by those assholes.

*sobs.* im sorry but at the end of the date, hobie just shows how much he loves reader in their shared apartment . (SMUT PLEASE.)

My Type (Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Plus-Sized Reader Category: Angst/Fluff/Smut (18+) Warnings: I don't speak Japanese or Mandarin, Fat-shaming, Slut-shaming, Verbal Bullying, Swearing, Body Insecurity, Making Out, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Clit Play, Body Worship, Praise, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know the Drill), Missionary, Slight Manhandling, Standing Full-Nelson, Mirror Sex, Creampie Word Count: 7.6k+ A/N: Hello hello love! Thank you so much for this sweet request! Hobie would be such a supportive and caring boyfriend, fr. 😭🙏I hope you enjoy!

You gasped when Hobie came up from behind you and smoothed his hands over your hips. His chocolate brown eyes sparkled beneath the dim light of your bathroom as he sighed.

“Lookin’ good, doll,” he purred, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear. You bit your lip as you gazed at your shared reflection. Your hair was pulled back with a few colorful barrettes, several earrings adorning your lobes and a thick, black choker with a heart-shaped charm latched around your neck.

“You don’t think it’s too much?” you asked nervously as you slowly turned towards him, the bracelets on your wrists jingling with your movement. Hobie hummed as he hungrily scanned you up and down, admiring each and every dip and curve of your body.

“Nah, it's perfect,” he grinned ear to ear. “You're perfect,” Hobie whispered as he cupped your cheek. You shivered a little as he gently massaged your lovehandles as he pecked your forehead. You blushed as you slid your hands onto his thin shoulders.

"Really?" you murmured. Your boyfriend smiled as he kept his hands on your waist.

“Really,” he whispered. Your heart skipped a beat as he closed the gap between you two, his warm, plush lips caressing yours in a tender embrace. You squeaked as he slid his hand down and squeezed one of your plump asscheeks.

“Hobie,” you squeaked as you ducked your head into his shoulder.

“Sorry, lovie. Just can’t help myself sometimes,” he chuckled with a mischievous smirk. You raised a brow as you playfully flicked his arm.

“Mhm,” you replied before giggling quietly as he kissed the tip of your nose.

“You almost ready to head out?” Hobie asked. You smiled and nodded before grabbing your wallet.

“No need for that, love. I'll take care of everythin’,” he grinned. You blinked and gripped your wallet.

“Are you sure?” you asked as you nervously bit your lip. Hobie nodded, his mouth curved into a warm smile.

“‘Course. I wanna spoil my girl tonight,” he winked and smoothed his hands over your hips again. Your heart warmed as you slowly set your wallet down.

"Thank you, baby," you smiled and pulled him into a tight hug. Hobie sighed as he rubbed your back.

"Welcome. Now...how does ramen sound for dinner tonight?" he smiled. Your heart leapt as your face brightened.

"Sounds amazing," you giggled while squeezing his hand. Hobie grinned as he gave a small nod, his long strides leading the two of you out of your shared flat.

"By the way, there's a new boba shop that just opened up nearby. You wanna head over there before we eat?" he asked, your interlocked hands swaying while the two of you walked down the bustling London streets. You tilted your head as you thought for a moment.

"Well...boba's usually pretty sweet, so maybe we could save it for dessert?" you suggested while gazing into his warm, alluring eyes.

"Sounds good to me," your boyfriend grinned. His high-laced boots thudded against the pavement while the two of you continued your stroll. You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder as the two of you waited at a pedestrian crossing.

"You alright?" Hobie asked while rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. You nodded and slowly opened your eyes.

"Yeah - just happy that I finally get to spend some time with you," you said with a gentle smile. Your lover's eyes softened as he pulled you closer to his side, your bodies pressed against one another as he pecked the crown of your head. You blinked as several people began to pass the two of you as the crossing sign blinked.

"Guess that's our cue," Hobie chuckled. You giggled as he lead you down the sidewalk. Your eyes lit up when you saw the soft glow of Yamashiro's Ramen House gleam on the pavement below. A young man at the cash register smiled as the two of you stepped inside.

"いらっしゃいませ!" he chirped [Welcome!]. You reflected his friendly smile as the two of you stepped up.

"Hi, Shinji!" you replied. You heard some ruckus in the kitchen before a middle-aged man stepped out, his apron stained and crows-feet crinkling at the corners of his eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Yamashiro!" you smiled brightly.

"Ah, Hobie and (Y/N)! My favorite customers!" he said with outstretched arms.

"You say that about all of your customers," Shinji muttered. Mr. Yamashiro shot his nephew a glare before he instructed him to seat the two of you.

"I hope the two of you are ready for the house special tonight!" the owner beamed before shuffling back into the kitchen. You and Hobie exchanged glances while sliding into a booth.

"What's the house special?" you asked Shinji. The young man leaned forward as he handed you the menus.

"It's just the regular Sapporo ramen he makes but with a secret ingredient," he whispered.

"Shinji!" Mr. Yamashiro called. The waiter flinched before giving the two of you a short bow.

"Excuse me," he said before rushing to greet a group of high-school students, all of them stuffed into their preppy uniforms. You smiled as you turned towards Hobie, your hands finding each other under the table.

"What're you thinkin' of gettin', doll?" he hummed as his eyes scanned the menu. You pursed your lips and shrugged.

"Just the usual," you replied. Hobie raised a brow. "What?" you giggled.

"Not gonna venture out, eh?" he teased with a smirk. You playfully poked your tongue out at him as you closed your menu.

"You know me and trying new things at restaurants. It usually doesn't end well..." you sighed and crossed your ankles, your flats clicking against the floor. The group of highschoolers passed the two of you, a few of them wrinkling their noses as they looked you up and down. You shrunk a little beneath their gaze and shifted in your seat.

"Fair 'nough," your boyfriend grinned as Shinji came back to your tables with two glasses of water.

"Are we ready?" the young waiter asked as he flipped over to a new page on his notepad. You smiled and nodded.

"I'll have the regular Sapporo ramen, please," you chirped.

"I'll do the Okinawa Soba with spice level five, please," Hobie sniffed. Shinji nodded as he took down your orders.

"Great! And what to drink?" he asked.

"Water's fine," you and Hobie replied at the same time. You giggled and gently nudged the tip of his boot with your shoe. He squeezed your hand in return with a small tug at the corner of his mouth.

"Excellent. I'll bring your food out as soon as possible," Shinji beamed. You watched as he stepped away before turning back to your love.

"I'm surprised she didn't order the whole menu," one of the highschoolers snorted nearby while staring at you. Your cheeks burned as you looked down at your lap. Hobie turned and glared at the group of boys. Their smiles fell as they ducked their heads.

"Arseholes," he muttered. You gave him a small smile, your heartrate slowing down as you uncrossed your ankles.

"There's a lightshow at the park a block over. You wanna go after this?" you asked. Hobie sighed as he leaned forward, his hand still gently holding yours beneath the table.

"I don't know. Sounds pretty boring," he said while tilting his head. You furrowed your brows before he started to snicker, one of his eyes cracked open and tongue slightly poking out.

"Cheeky thing," you giggled and rolled your eyes. Hobie chuckled as he relaxed in his seat.

"I'd love to go, babe," he replied sincerely this time. "Then maybe we could stop for boba on the way back," Hobie added. The two of you continued to chat as you waited and through eating dinner. Meanwhile, you caught the group of highschoolers staring at you and snickering to themselves. Their nagging began to gnaw at you as the broth in your ramen bowl grew lower and lower.

"Man, that was good," Hobie sighed and patted his lean stomach. You nodded, your eyelids drooping a little as you felt the post-meal sleepiness hit you. Your boyfriend grunted as he tilted his head side to side before slipping out of the booth.

"I'll go 'head and pay up front. Gotta use the loo before we head out," he murmured. You gave a small nod and watched as he walked to the front counter, the chains on his jeans jingling as he pulled out his wallet. Hobie soon disappeared into the bathroom just as several of the high school boys came up to your table. You blinked.

"Can I help you?" you asked. They all snorted and laughed as they held a big bowl of ramen towards you.

"'Well, we noticed that you ran out of food - would you like some of ours?" a dirty blonde snorted as he forcefully shoved it at you. You frowned and scooted away, your shoulders folding into your chest as you glanced at the table.

"I'm fine, thank you," you replied.

"Aw, don't be shy. We saw how you scarfed that other bowl down," a brunette piped up. You blushed and bit the inside of your cheek as you felt trapped where you sat.

"Good thing she's sitting in a booth, 'cause she'd probably break one of the chairs if she tried to sit in 'em!" another barked. They all howled laughed while tears began to line the corners of your eyes.

"The bloody hell's goin' on here?" Hobie rumbled, his voice stern and cold. The group of boys stiffened as they slowly turned around. The look of fury on your boyfriend's face was completely chilling: his nostrils flared and eyes wide. His knuckles cracked as he stared down each and every one of the young boys.

“You all sayin’ shit to my girl?” Hobie growled as he strolled up to the one holding the extra ramen bowl. The schoolboy gasped as Hobie towered over him, his lean muscles tensing beneath his jean jacket as he sneered.

"N-No," he trembled. Hobie crossed his arms as he narrowed his arms.

"Then mind your own goddamn business and fuck off," he snarled and tilted his head towards the door. You've never seen someone scramble away that quickly, the group tossing some money at Shinji before rushing over top of one another to get out the door.

“Wankers, all of 'em,” he huffed and shook his head. Your love parted his lips as a single tear fell down your cheek. “Love?” he asked as he wiped the loose tear falling down your cheek. You swallowed the lump growing in your throat as he knelt down. His face was so warm and gentle as he cupped your cheek, his metal rings cool against your hot cheeks.

"Oi, whatever those arseholes said to their, they're fuckin' wrong. You're a knockout, okay?" Hobie said firmly. You sniffed and glanced away.

"I know," you sighed. Hobie kissed your hand, your eyes drifting back to his face.

"I know you know...but you need to hear it, too," he smiled and laid your palm against his sharp cheek. Your heart skipped a beat as he kissed along the side of your hand.

"Thanks, baby," you cooed. Hobie grinned as he grabbed your hand.

“How about we go to the park now, yeah?” he suggested while you rose to your feet. The burning feeling in your cheeks began to fade as your heart felt lighter.

"Yeah," you grinned and wiped at your eyes.

+++

"There's so many people here!" you gaped as the two of you walked through the park. A whole crowd gathered in the amphitheater, the whole area filled with idle chatter while your eyes wandered across the spacious park. You gasped when you accidentally ran into someone. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” you said. A tall, beefy man raised a brow at you, his eyes locking on the cleavage that peeked out of your tank top.

“Watch where you’re going…slut,” he muttered as he began to walk away.

“Watch where you’re standin’, you prick,” Hobie instantly snapped back. The man flared his nostrils before quickly turning on his heel. You gasped when he pushed Hobie back.

“You wanna run that by me again?” the large man growled. Hobie kept himself in front of you, his hand reaching behind him to make sure there was enough distance. Your heart dropped as the man stared Hobie down, his form towering over both of you. He stood up straight when a blonde woman rested her hand on his forearm.

“Hey, babe. I was wondering where you wandered off to,” she chirped as she soothingly rubbed his arm and gave you an apologetic look. He eventually grunted and stepped back.

“Sorry. Just got…distracted,” he flashed a scowl at the two of you before being tugged away by his lover. You sighed with relief while Hobie pulled you to his side.

“You okay?” he asked softly and he pulled you into a tight hug. You nodded and nuzzled your face into his chest. You bit your lip as fear struck through your heart.

“You didn’t have to defend me like that. What if he hurt you?” you pouted as you pulled back. Hobie gazed into your eyes softly as he cupped your chin.

“It would’ve been worth it,” he murmured softly as he rested his forehead against yours. Your eyes lit up as your heart melted on the spot.

“Aw, Hobie,” you cooed and pecked his lips. You gasped when the music started to roar from the amphitheater and streams of lights danced across the park. “It’s starting!” you shouted excitedly as you grabbed his hand. Hobie chuckled as you pulled him towards some empty spots at the top of the amphitheater, your soft skirt swaying in the wind as you quickly made your way towards the seats. You smoothed your hands over your skirt as Hobie sank onto the bench, his long legs sprawled out in front of him.

“Wow,” you breathed as the lights before you gracefully moved back and forth to the beat of the upbeat pop music. Hobie smiled as he rested his hand over yours, the shiny rings snug on his fingers sliding over your knuckles. You rested your head on his shoulder and sighed, the stress from earlier dissipating as you soaked in his presence.

A slow song eventually came on, the sun having disappeared a while ago past the city skyline as the lights shined brighter than ever. You blinked when he slowly wrapped his hand around yours and stood up, his other hand stretched out for you to take.

“Wanna dance?” he asked. You smiled brightly and nodded before sliding your free hand into his. You grunted as he helped you up, your breasts pushing against his chest before you steadied yourself. The two of you swayed to the gentle rhythm, your eyes locked with his as he hummed along to the lyrics echoing through the park. You sighed and rested your head on his chest as he splayed a hand over your hip, your body glowing with warmth when he kissed the top of your head.

You gasped when a bunch of fireworks suddenly went off, bursts of light and sound reverberating across the open space. You and your lover shared a laugh before turning your attention to the fireworks, your faces illuminated with a variety of colors. You shifted your gaze back to your boyfriend, time slowing down to a standstill as you placed your hands on his shoulders. He smiled softly as you leaned on your tiptoes, your lips just barely brushing over his.

Your heart felt like it was about to burst as he tilted his head down. You moaned quietly into the passionate kiss, his lip ring rubbing against your soft mouth as he squeezed your hip. You sighed through your nose as you squeezed your plush thighs together, your body shivering with bliss before he pulled back. The fireworks began to fade as the crowd erupting into a wave of cheers. Hobie pecked your lips again as he squeezed your hip.

“Ready for some boba?” your love asked as he tucked some hair behind your ear. You hummed as the two of you started making your way towards the gates of the park.

“Yeah! And maybe we could stop by the bookshop before we head home?” you asked while slinging your arm around his. Hobie hummed as he thought to himself.

“No,” he replied in a flat tone. Your jaw dropped before he busted out laughing.

“Cheeky thing,” you said before pinching his cheek. He snickered as you released his cheek and rubbed his back. Both of you continued walking until you reached the small boba shop just outside of the park. Your eyes lit up when you stepped inside, two young women glancing up from behind the counter.

“Hello! What can I get started for you two?” one of them beamed, her dark ponytail swishing as she stepped up. You waved back before glancing up at the menu. Your eyes sparkled as you read over the variety of flavors, mouth watering in anticipation of your sweet treat.

“Hmm…could I please have a strawberry boba?” you asked politely.

“Green tea f’me, please,” Hobie added as he slung one of his arms around your shoulder.

“Of course! That will be £8 please,” she chirped. Hobie pulled out his money and handed it to the cashier, the other worker busying herself with your drinks. “Thank you!” the woman smiled before shuffling over to her coworker. You stepped over to the side with Hobie, your heart lighting up as you gazed at his face.

“Somethin’ wrong, lovie?” your love hummed. You shook your head before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Nope, just thinking about how much I love you,” you smiled sweetly. Your boyfriend’s eyes softened before he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Love you, too, baby,” he smiled.

“你看到她穿什么了吗?,” one of the women whispered loudly [Did you see what she was wearing?]. Hobie perked his head up and narrowed his eyes. The two servers glanced behind their shoulders before giggling.

“她的衣服是从哪里来的？垃圾箱?” the other snickered [Where did her clothes come from? The dumpster?]. They both laughed loudly before Hobie cleared his throat.

“你为什么不专心做我们的饮料而不是侮辱我的女人?” he said to them with a tense smile [Why don’t you focus on making our drinks instead of insulting my girlfriend?]. Their grins immediately fell as their faces turned bright red. He huffed as they turned back around busied themselves with making your drinks.

“What did you say to them?” you asked with a nervous glance. Hobie shrugged.

“Just told them to stop gossiping and focus,” he replied while wrapping an arm around you. You looked down, the sneaking suspicion that they were gossiping about you gnawing at the back of your mind. You blinked.

“Hold on - you speak Chinese?” you asked. Hobie pursed his lips as he drummed his fingers against your arm.

“Yeah. Picked it up from my old neighbor Mrs. Chen,” he explained. Your lover paused and chuckled, a bright smile crossing his features. “Though most of what she said was more…colorful,” Hobie grinned. One of the workers shuffled up to the counter and placed your drinks down.

“S-Sorry for the wait!” she squeaked, her eyes a little wide and cheeks dusted with pink. You smiled as the two of you took your drinks.

“You’re fine! Thank you so much!” you chirped with a wave. Hobie sucked on his straw before holding the door open for you.

“M’lady,” he said.

“Why, thank you,” you giggled while placing a hand over your chest. Hobie shared your bright smile as the two of you stepped out into the cool summer night. You hummed and slipped your hand into his while enjoying the sweet drink.

“So…to the bookshop?” Hobie asked. You nodded as you pulled your lips away from the thick straw.

“To the bookshop!” you beamed as you strode alongside him. Thankfully, the shop was right across the street from your shared flat. Your heart leapt when you saw the glowing sign for Hardy's Bookstore. A small bell chimed as soon as you stepped into the shop. A young woman in glasses peeked from behind a bookshelf and smiled.

“Hey (Y/N)! Hi Hobie!” she called with a wave.

“Hi Felicia!” you said as you stepped inside. You gasped and stumbled back when a black cat suddenly hissed at you and scurried away. You blushed and squeezed the plastic boba cup in your hand.

“Sorry about that,” you laughed nervously. Felicia waved her hand as she climbed down from the ladder.

“Oh, she’ll be fine. She just likes to nap in inconvenient spots,” the shopkeeper sighed. She adjusted her glasses before resting her hands on her hips. “Can I help you all look for anything?” Felicia asked with a sparkle in her eye. You hummed and took another sip from your drink.

“Hmm…I think we’re just looking around for now,” you replied.

“Alright. If you all need anything, I’ll be behind the counter,” she grinned.

“‘Kay. Thank you,” you smiled. She gave a short nod before walking behind the counter, her cat following in suit and swishing its tail back and forth. You started to walk around the store, sipping on your boba from time to time while perusing the shelves.

“Babe…we should see if they have any books about yoga,” Hobie whispered with a little smirk.

"Oh? And why's that?" you asked with a raised brow. You gasped as he slid his finger down your back, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine.

"'Cause I like it when you wear tight clothes," he murmured as his hands traced over your love handles. You squeezed your thighs together as you glanced over your shoulder, your heart pounding as his breath fell over your ear. "And seein' you all bent over," Hobie rumbled.

"H-Hobie," you whispered while glancing around. You felt him smirk against the shell of your ear before he leaned back.

"Just sayin'," he winked before sliding his hands into his pockets. Your entire body tensed with lust as you bit down on your straw.

"Maybe we should-" you froze when you laid eyes on a book about dieting. You felt your stomach twist into knots as your heart grew heavier by the second.

“Babe?” Hobie asked as he furrowed his brows. You swallowed thickly as you balled your free hand into a tight fist. He followed your line of sight and frowned. You glanced down at your body as several disgusting mantras about yourself began to ring inside your mind.

“(Y/N), what's wrong?” your boyfriend asked in a hushed tone. You sniffed and shook your head, your strawberry boba nearly spilling onto the floor as you squeezed the cup in a tight grip.

“I’m sorry, Hobie. I-I think I need go,” you choked. Your lover gently rubbed his hands up and down your arms as he came behind you.

“It's okay, (Y/N). Let's head on home," he whispered. You only gave him a silent nod as you nearly crushed the plastic cup in your hand. He made sure to stand beside you as you kept your head down.

“‘Night, Felicia!” Hobie called and gave her a small wave before escorting you back outside. You did everything you could to suppress the urge to break down right there on the street - your heart racing and mind dizzy as your own thoughts tore you apart.

“Almost there, baby,” Hobie reassured you as you climbed up the stairs to your flat. You finally released a choked sob right as you crossed the threshold of your abode, kicking your shoes off and tossing your cup in a bin nearby. Hobie immediately placed a hand on your back as he guided you over to the couch, your body shivering as you wept.

“I-I’m sorry,” you cried. Your boyfriend wrapped his lanky arms around you as he kissed your temple.

“What are you sorry ‘bout, love?” he asked softly as he held you against his chest. Your bottom lip trembled as you hiccupped, your face completely soaked with tears.

"I...I'm sorry if I'm an embarrassment to you,” you sniffed. He blinked, his eyes nearly popping out of your head.

“What do you mean? You've never embarrassed me, never,” he said firmly while clasping his hands over yours. You sniffed and wiped at your eyes.

“But...why would you want to be with someone like me?” you choked as you looked away, a bitter taste washing over your mouth. “Ugly, fat, clumsy,” the insults towards yourself fell past your lips like drops of cold venom. Hobie tensed next to you as he gripped your hands. The room was filled with a heavy silence before he took a deep breath.

“You mean beautiful,” he said while kissing your cheek. You blinked and sat up as you felt his warm lips caress over your face. “Irresistible,” Hobie continued before pressing a soft kiss to your nose. Your breath hitched as he cupped your chin and turned your head towards him, lips brushed against yours as he sighed. “And the kindest, most amazing woman I've ever known,” he whispered lovingly before resting his lips on yours. You felt your insecurities start to melt away the longer your mouths rested in a sweet kiss. Your heart skipped a beat as Hobie slid his hand down to rest on top of your thigh. You gasped for air as the two of you parted, your warm breaths mingling while you swallowed thickly.

“D-Do you really mean that?” you asked breathlessly. Hobie smiled and tilted his head as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Of course I mean it,” he murmured. Your heart leapt as he squeezed the top of your thigh. “But why don’t I just show you instead?” he purred in a low, husky voice. You gasped as he slid his hand lower and cupped your burning sex, the bottom of his palm grinding against your covered clit. "That alright with you, doll?" Hobie asked as he pecked your lips over and over. You squeezed your eyes shut as you pushed the thoughts away, your sex yearning for his hungry touch.

"Yes...please," you said breathlessly. You squealed as Hobie kissed you deeply, his hand rubbing up and down your clothed pussy as he groaned.

”Gonna make sure I love every single inch of you tonight - show you just how precious you are,” Hobie purred as he cupped your cheek with his free hand. He brushed his thumb over your lower lip as he sighed. "Startin' with these gorgeous lips of yours," he grinned. Your heart fluttered as he leaned forward, his mouth gravitating towards yours like a magnet. Your heart glowed as your lips moved in a passionate dance, Hobie's hands wandering the expanse of your body and resting on your hips.

"Hold on t'me," he said. You furrowed your brows before he suddenly slipped his hands beneath your ass and picked you up. You squealed when he slowly lifted you up, his wry arms supporting your body while you hooked your feet around the back of his thighs. "There we go," Hobie cooed before locking lips with you once more. You moaned softly into the kiss as your body trembled in anticipation.

“I'll make you feel so good, you'll forget all about those nasty things you think about yourself,” Hobie murmured while carrying you to the bedroom. You ducked your head into his shoulder as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He sighed while stepping through the threshold, his hands kneading your bum as he breathed against the wet spot on your neck.

Your heart skipped a beat as he raked his eyes over your body. He unlaced his boots before pulling his shirt over his head, his chest heaving as he licked his lips. The wooden bed frame creaked as he climbed on top of you, his thin legs spreading yours apart while his hands wandered beneath your tank top.

"Been waitin' all night to get my hands on your beautiful tits," he grunted while rolling your tank top up. You squealed as Hobie tossed your shirt aside and quickly worked your bra loose.

"I thought you were more of an ass man?" you giggled. Hobie raised his brows as he flashed you a cheeky grin.

"I am...but tonight's about lovin' all of you," he smirked. His breath hitched as your breasts fell down and jiggled, your nipples growing hard against the cool air of your bedroom. “God, look at you,” he sucked in a sharp breath before eagerly grabbing at one of your plush tits. Your eyes widened as he massaged your mound while he dipped his head down, capturing your other nipple between his puckered lips.

“F-Fuck,” you whined and arched your back as he lavished your breast with wet, sloppy kisses and licks while he pinched your other nipple between his two fingers. His nostrils flared against your exposed skin as he gently ground his hips against yours.

“H-Hobie, please,” you mewled and bucked your hips forward, you’re body craving more of his insatiable touch. Hobie grinned against your tit as he slid one of his hands against your panties, his palm gliding over your aching sex.

“You want me to keep goin’?” he asked in a husky whisper, your nipple falling out of his mouth with a slick “pop”. You nodded as you arched your back.

“Please…I-I need you,” you breathed, your breasts rising and falling as you felt his fingertips glide over your slick, covered hole. A flicker of lust danced in his eyes as he slowly shuffled back on his knees.

“God, you’re so sexy, baby,” Hobie groaned as he hooked his thumbs beneath the band of your skirt. You blushed and covered your face as he tugged the soft fabric down your thighs, your walls clenching around nothing as he hungrily eyes your clothed sex.

“H-Hobie,” you stammered bashfully. Your hips snapped forward when he suddenly laid his lips between your breasts and rested his hands over your knees.

"Sculpted by the gods themselves, I swear," he whispered gently, his lips dancing over the rolls of your belly as he inched closer to your mound. Your legs tensed around his head as his hot breath fell over your panties. Your chest grew tight as Hobie kissed over your covered cunt, the tip of his tongue lapping over the small wet spot growing in your panties. You whined as his nose rubbed against your puffy clit, his hands tenderly tracing over each and every stretch mark on the inside of your thighs. You eventually slid your fingers away from your eyes, your heart nearly stopping when you met his hungry gaze.

“Mmm, you taste so fuckin’ sweet,” he panted, his tongue slightly hanging out before he licked his lips. Your eyes widened as he pushed your panties aside, his lips growing glossy with your slick as he pressed a soft kiss to your soft, delectable folds. You shivered and grabbed at his long, puffy wicks as he flatted his tongue over your bundle of nerves, a wave of pleasure rolling through your core as you bucked your hips forward.

“Fuck, Hobie,” you moaned as your thighs shook around his head. Hobie groaned as he lapped along your juicy slit, his fingers digging into your soft flesh as your pussy soaked his plump lips. You cried out and arched your spine as he puckered his lips around your engorged bud while two of his long, thick fingers prodded at your weeping entrance.

“You want my fingers, baby girl?” Hobie murmured, his lips dancing over your labia while he circled the tight seam of your hole with his digits. “Want me to spread you open and make you cum so hard you see stars, hm?” he purred before teasingly flicking your clit with his tongue.

“Y-Yes!” you squealed as you tugged on his thick hair. Hobie grinned before pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh.

“Good girl,” he purred before slowly pushing his fingers past the rim of your entrance. Your jaw dropped as you released a loud moan, your walls clenching around every inch of his thick fingers as he swirled his tongue around your bundle of nerves. “Shit, you're grippin' me so tight, doll,” Hobie drawled before encasing his plump lips around your clit once more.

“G-God, Hobie. Feels so good,” you whined as he began to pump his digits in and out of your slick hole, each drag of his fingers leaving a louder squelch than the last. “Yes, yes, yes,” you panted as he curled the pads of his digits against your sensitive gummy g-spot. You keened as he shoved his face even closer, nearly suffocating himself against your cunt as he swirled his tongue around your clit like a delicious lollipop.

“Please,” you whined as you tossed your head to the side as he scissored his fingers inside your cunt, spreading your hole wide open as a glistening trail of arousal oozed out. You felt him smile against your burning sex before he started to pump his fingers in and out of you even faster. The drag of his digits along your gummy walls drove you further into a mind-numbing bliss, the muscles in your lower half growing tighter and tighter with every perfect stroke of his fingers.

“Fuck, yes!” you cried out as you heaved, your head spinning as he curled his fingers up each time he sheathed them down to his knuckles.

"Makin' such pretty noises, sweet girl," he murmured before diving back in, devouring your cunt like it was his last meal. The room around you spun as you mewled and rubbed your pussy against his chin, the friction driving you closer to the edge.

"P-Please - I'm so close," you moaned as he thrusted his digits at a desperate pace. Your eyes rolled back when the band inside you suddenly snapped, your jaw going slack as you screamed his name. Your vision flooded with white as your hips rolled forward, your body stiff as your mind was torn apart in the riptide of euphoria. Tears streamed down your cheeks as your walls clamped down on his digits, Hobie’s tongue still swirling around your clit as your slick cream beaded around his knuckles. You panted and whined as the bliss began to fade, your body glowing with a thin sheen of sweat as Hobie eagerly lapped up your sweet juices.

You moaned as your boyfriend tilted his head up, his lower face completely soaked in your arousal. You whimpered as he slowly pulled his fingers from your raw, drenched pussy, the emptiness leaving your hole gaping and begging to be filled once more. Hobie hungrily eyed the white cream that coated his fingers before shifting his gaze back to you. He smirked as he rolled out his tongue and shoved his digits into his watering mouth. Hobie moaned while he swirled his wet muscle around his slick-coated fingers, his cock straining against his ripped jeans.

“Fuck,” you panted as he savored the sweet flavor of your cum, shoving his fingers in and out of his mouth until they were sucked clean. You felt a cold chill run through you when you saw the massive bulge straining beneath his ripped jeans while he bucked his hips against nothing. Hobie stared into your eyes as he slowly pulled his fingers from his mouth before licking his lips.

“You taste so fuckin' delicious, babe,” he said as he started to unbuckle his belt. Your heart pounded inside your ribcage as Hobie shoved his pants and briefs down his sleek thighs, his long, dark cock springing free and slapping against the trail of dark hair against his stomach. You parted your lips as he fisted his length, his hand gliding over his throbbing dick as he moaned softly.

“I wanna feel every single inch of your pretty pussy wrapped around my cock - huggin’ me, milkin’ me dry,” he panted. You shifted beneath him, your insecurities quickly flooding back into our mind as his eyes raked over your completely exposed body. "You're beautiful, baby," Hobie cooed as if reading your mind. Your eyes widened as he pressed his lips to yours while guiding his bulbous, weeping tip to your puckering entrance. Your pupils dilated as Hobie grinned against your mouth, the slick sound of him rubbing your arousal across the head of his cock making you shudder.

“You ready f’me, sweet girl?” Hobie murmured. You nodded, your eyes wide and breath ragged as he smeared your slick across the head of his cock. Hobie groaned into your ear as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sinking into your tight heat at a slow, steady pace.

"O-Oh my God,” you whimpered as you felt his length stretch out your tight hole, a thick ring of your cream surrounding his long shaft as he inched himself inside you.

“That’s my good girl - takin’ my cock so well,” he panted as your walls fluttered around his throbbing dick. You moaned at his filthy words and clawed at his upper back, your pussy lewdly squelching as he paused halfway before starting to drag his cock back out.

“A-Ah,” you keened as he slid his length back inside, his cock tenderly massaging every inch of your drenched, gummy walls. You gasped when Hobie leaned down and puckered his lips around your hard nipple, his tongue eagerly swirling around the perky bud as he rocked his hips forward.

“Look so gorgeous like this, baby - no clothes hidin’ your perfect body from me,” he rumbled before gently tugging on your nipple between his soft lips. You squealed as his patch of thick hair grinded against your swollen clit, each push of his hips sending a pulse of heat through your sensitive button.

"R-Right there," you moaned as his tip massaged your spongey g-spot, your toes curling as pleasure washed over you. Hobie pinched your nipple between his teeth as he snapped his hips, his heavy balls slapping against your plump ass as he groaned. "Fuck!" you cried out as your pussy greedily sucked his cock closer to your cervix.

"Shit, grippin' me so good, (Y/N)," he hissed, his eyes glazed over as he moved his lips over your neck. You tilted your head as he sucked at the top of your choker, his hands tensing around your hips as you felt a familiar knot start to tighten in your lower belly. "Fit around me so perfectly," Hobie praised as he raked his teeth over your pulse. Your heart charm clinked against the faux leather of your choker with every thrust, your bracelets jingling as you dug your nails into his shoulders.

"Hobie, I-I'm close," you gulped with a high-pitched moan. Hobie grinned as he panted against the wet patch on your skin, his cock twitching inside your snug sex as he gingerly laced his fingers between yours. He leaned up and gazed into your eyes as his tip slamming against your swollen cervix as he moaned.

"C'mon sweet girl - show me that pretty face you make when you cum," Hobie rumbled lowly as he drew sloppy circles around your clit. You thrashed beneath him as you pushed your breasts forward, an intoxicating wave of pleasure washing over you as the cord in your tummy snapped.

"Hobie!" you screamed his name as your cunt squeezed his dick in a vice grip.

"That's it - fuck, you look so beautiful when you soak my cock," Hobie shuddered as his thrusts began to falter. You sobbed as your body trembled with bliss, your moans choked as you rolled your head back and panted heavily.

"Shit," you squeezed your eyes shut as your walls deliciously convulsed around your boyfriend's shaft. A low growl rose from your lover's chest as your high began to fade, your limbs turned to jelly as Hobie relentlessly drove his cock into your soaked cunt. Your stomach dropped when he suddenly pulled out, his cock swollen and drenched in your juices as he flipped your around.

"Shh, it's alright. Just relax f'me," Hobie cooed as he patted your waist. Your eyes shot open when he hooked his arms beneath your legs and pulled you flush against him. Your toes curled as he picked you up and sheathed himself inside you in one swift motion, the sudden fullness making your eyes roll back and cunt clench.

“Fuck!” you whined as you threw your head against his shoulder Hobie smirked against your neck as he slowly carried you over to the full-body mirror hanging on your closet door. Your eyes widened when you watched the way your arousal leaked and bubbled around the base of his girthy shaft. Hobie sighed as he adjusted his arms, your plump legs jiggling as he rested his mouth against your ear.

“Look at that gorgeous, amazing woman in the mirror,” he breathed while rocking his hips forward, driving his cock deeper inside you with every thrust. Your face grew red hot as you quickly glanced away.

“H-Hobie,” you flushed. He clicked his tongue.

“Eyes up, lovie,” he murmured softly with a sharp thrust. You moaned and hooked your hands around his neck as his balls slapped against your wet folds. “Mm, look at your sweet cunt swallowin' my cock whole,” Hobie grunted with a heavy sigh. You squeezed your eyes shut as a mind-numbing wave of euphoria swept through your body.

“B-Baby, fuck,” you moaned as you felt the tip of his cock graze over your g-spot again. Hobie purred as he bit at your earlobe.

“Say ‘I’m beautiful’, sweet girl,” he rumbled while squeezing the back of your knees. Your walls clenched around his length, your cheeks clapping every time he thrusted up into you.

“I-I’m beautiful,” you said in a hushed ton. Your legs tensed when he laid his lips on your neck and started to pound even harder inside your messy cunt.

“C’mon, baby girl. Let me hear you,” he sucked in a sharp breath as he admired the lewd reflection: your breasts and rolls bouncing every time he brought you down on his veiny dick. You cried out as you felt your third orgasm suddenly sneak, your body twitching in his tight grasp as tears rolled down your face.

“I-I’m beautiful!” you yelped in a cracked voice as your pussy squeezed and fluttered around his hard length. Hobie released a guttural groan as he stiffened against you, his cock throbbing against the gummy plug to your womb as he painted your walls with thick, hot ropes of his cum. Hobie's arms tightly wrapped around the back of your knees as he moaned your name.

"Baby, fuck," Hobie choked as he kept your back flush against his chest. You moaned softly while your love thrusted up into you a few more times, his dick softening between your gummy walls while your combined juices dripped down his shaft and coated his plump, potent balls. You sighed as you felt his cock twitch inside your cunt for the last time, his hot breath falling over your shoulder as the smell of sex permeated through the room. Your muscles relaxed as he kissed your cheek, his eyes lingering on the reflection of his cock stuffing your swollen pussy before he licked his lips.

“God, you’re amazing,” he grunted while slowly walking back to the messy bed. You could only mewl at his words, your mind lost in a haze of euphoria as your body turned to putty in his wiry arms. You whimpered as your legs burned from being spread for so long, your body falling onto the mattress as he slowly pulled out of you.

“You did so good, baby,” Hobie whispered as he kissed up and down your cheek, his hands wandering the expanse of your body. "So, so good," he cooed before pecking your lips, his eyes soft and brimming with affection. You sighed and kept your hands wrapped around his neck as he caressed his lips against yours, the taste of yourself faint on his warm tongue.

“My beautiful girl,” he continued before nibbling on your bottom lip. Your heart glowed as he laid on top of you, his fingers intertwined with yours as your lips met in a passionate embrace. "Now...how 'bout we take a nice, hot bath, yeah?" he whispered with a small chuckle. You smiled and nuzzled your nose against his.

"That sounds wonderful...but there's one problem," you sighed as the tips of your ears burned. Hobie raised a brow as he scanned you up and down. "You're probably gonna have to carry me," you giggled with a blush. Hobie's eyes widened a little before he released a breathy laugh.

"I'll take any chance to feel your skin against mine," he purred before smoothing his hand over your hip. You reflected his satisfied smile as he scooped you up in his arms and pressed his lips to your neck. "C'mon, lovie; let's get ourselves cleaned up," Hobie whispered gently before carrying you out of your bedroom.

Your heart glowed as you laid your head against his chest as your eyelids began to droop, your mind drifting as you relaxed in his hold.

"I love you, Hobie," you whispered and pecked his chin. You heard him grunt softly as he leaned down at kissed the crown of your head.

"Love you, too, baby girl," he murmured with a gentle smile.

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bleach-your-panties · 10 months ago

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♡WE CAN GET IT POPPIN' WHENEVER, WHEREVER; YOU KNOW IT'S WHATEVER SHAWTY!`》 [[CLOSED]]

introᰔ

I've hit 1500+ followers after making a miraculous comeback from my 2019-22 slump, lol. So I'd like to celebrate with a fun little event for you all!

The theme of this event is getting sexy in unusual/inappropriate places.

Think of any place where you've done the do (that you probably shouldn't have!)

Keep reading for how to participate:

rulesᰔ

pick your fav character (fandoms i write for here) + a location + a sexy category (only choose from ONE sexy category).

your chosen sexy category does not limit you to just that action but it will be the main focus of the post.

1 request per person please, as i'm only doing a limited number of these.

i will close the event when i have enough to work on.

specify your reader type. keep in mind that i usually write female readers and i do not write trans-readers due to lack of adequate knowledge. i do not want to offend anyone.

i age up characters.

i will queue this post so everyone in different time zones will have a chance to see it and submit a request.

any questions, please ask!

NO MINORS OR AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS.

have fun xoxo🫶🏽

locationsᰔ

best friend's house, public bathroom, dressing room, classroom/clubroom (university au), bike shop/mechanic, club, restaurant, parent's house, bedroom/dorm room, outside, beach, park, work, cafe-bakery-ice cream shop, car, boat, airplane, alleyway, train/subway, concert, sports event, church, meeting/zoom meeting, other - specify

sexy actsᰔ (choose only one of these from either category!)

actionsᰔ

handjob, fingering, blowjob/eat-out, footjob, titjob, french-kiss/makeout, facesitting/throatfucking, dry-humping, thigh-fucking, facial/cumshot, other - specify

positionsᰔ

mating press, missionary, doggy style, against wall/chair/surface, full nelson, prone bone, upside down/in the air/standing, cowgirl/reverse cowgirl, spooning/from the side, other - specify

masterlistᰔ

let's get it poppin' with...💋💄

↷gojo satoru ...on an airplane

↷nanami kento ....during a zoom call

↷kurotsuchi mayuri ...in the bedroom

↷abarai renji ...during a zoom call

↷zaraki kenpachi ...in an alleyway

↷urahara kisuke ....in a dressing room

↷baji keisuke ....at the bar

↷kuchiki byakuya ....in a public bathroom

↷onyankopon ....on a balcony

↷tomioka giyuu ....at the mechanic shop

↷kyouraku shunsui ....against a cherry blossom tree

↷kurosaki ichigo ....in the classroom

↷kira izuru ....outside

↷muguruma kensei ....at the bike shop

↷kurosaki ichigo....in his dorm room

↷kaibara sen ....in the garage

↷abarai renji ....at a concert

↷haitani ran ....during a zoom meeting

↷ryuguji ken ....on the train

↷roy mustang & maes hughes ....in the office

↷amajiki tamaki ....against a wall

↷connie springer & sasha brauss ....at a dinner party

↷hanma shuji ....in the parking lot

↷higuruma hiromi ....on his private balcony

↷haitani rindou ....at the club

↷geto suguru ....at a bakery

↷haitani rindou ....at his parents' house

↷

dividers by @/hitobaby💗🫶🏽

#enchantedforestnetwork #milestone event #writing event #tumblr milestone #anime x reader #bleach x reader #mha x reader #jjk x reader #aot x reader #haikyuu x reader #💗💗🍡°events #get it poppin!💄event #byp🌹#Spotify

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mambalae-s · 1 year ago

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hiiii mamba baby congrats on your 100 milestone !! so proud of u & can’t wait to continue to support you throughout you’re writing journey— you‘re so talented !! ꒰ꕤᐢฅ́˘ฅ̀ᐢ ꒱ྀ ིɞ

hehe you alr know my fav is toji <3 to describe myself, i’m really introverted but when it comes down to it i‘m not scared to speak my mind on certain things! i consider myself pretty hesitant to open up to people sometimes, but once you get to know me i can be primarily down to earth :) i also depict myself as more of a listener than a talker. my love language would definitely be food, quality time, and physical touch. my favorite season would maybe have to be winter !!

for the optional prompt— i‘d say me and toji really likes to do either missionary, full nelson, or doggy too. two kinks i could name would for sure be degradation and praise. i’m always weak when those too mix together >.<

as for a dream date !! hmm, i would probably envision me and toji somewhere out of the country like paris. i’d force him to go sight seeing with me and we would visit all sorts of foreign restaurants and museums— including the louvre museum & eiffel tower too, taking lots of pictures and he keeps them in his wallet just for memories <3

karma thank you so much for requesting with me!! i’ve been so eager to start for you ever since! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) �� im honoured really to be even writing something for you!! i’ll do my best just as i was up till now to make something that’ll make you happy!

╰┈➤ snowfallen wonders — karma x toji

╰┈➤ song — mami by paloma mami

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when i think of karma and toji, i think of luxury, but also simplistic comfort! i’d think of you two as an it-couple, that pairing that’s so enchanting and kind of mesmerizes everyone around them.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 really, the two of you together can be a bit intimidating! truly a power couple to be admired and revered, you know? all within that, i see the both of you spending most time amongst yourselves too, just enjoying each other’s company.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 toji absolutely loves giving you surprise kisses at any instance and time throughout the day. every now and then, he’ll lean down and press the sweetest kiss against your cheek, then pressing his lips to yours when you turn your head to him!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s so tender and sweet with you i’d like to think in the way he takes care of you. he wants to make sure you’ll never have to worry about absolutely anything at all! he takes to looking after things that you at times don’t give much thought to, and looks after maintaining your shared home so that you’ll be able to rest easily

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 other times, he likes to surprise you with gifts as well! he always buys you beautiful clothes and sweet smelling perfumes, and makes sure that there’s always a fresh bouquet of flowers for you. it’s all so that he can see your bright smile that he’ll tell people lights up even the darkest night

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 while he treats you very much like a queen, he also takes care of you in ways that doesn’t involve spending as well! toji enjoys planning at home dates, like candlelit dinners! a wonderful spread of homecooked food that he lovingly makes for you and glasses of your favourite wines.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 other nights, he looks after drawing warm baths for you, where he’ll gently detangle your hair and scrub your scalp with shampoo, and while you both lean against each other inside your bathtub scattered with fluffy bubbles and rose petals, he’ll gently comb through your hair with your favourite conditioner — and trust and believe, you’ll never have to spend another day worrying about expensive hair care, because toji takes care of it, no questions asked

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll take time massaging the products in until your curls and coils are soft and silky, and when you’re both nice and freshened up, he looks forward to wearing face masks with you. it’s his favourite thing in the world feeling your gentle touch rubbing his face with the array of skin care creams that you’d select beforehand, and he’ll always take his chances to press a quick kiss to your lips when you least expect it, sometimes smearing a bit of the products on your mouth!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll end up tasting the strange bitterness of your face creams and masks, but it’s so minuscule when you playfully bop his nose in retaliation. he loves to hear the sound of your laughter, and he’ll pull you in and press his forehead against the bare skin of your tummy, kissing you there and whispering that he couldn’t help himself. “you just looked so cute all focused and concentratin’.”

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 as toji does, he really enjoys surprising you. the both of you hadn’t ever travelled out of the country before, but you’d spent several late nights in his firm embrace, talking about where you’d both like to go and the things you’d do there. he’d thought that there would be no better place for you to begin seeing the world than paris

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 so! he put some money aside to take you in december. he knows that it’ll be a bit more expensive with the holidays, but he wants to see france at its brightest, with the beautiful lights and snowfall covering everything.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s so intent on making your travel perfect that he plans to go before it snows, wanting for the both of you to experience the first snowfall. no one knows this but you, but he’s a bit of a sappy romantic! months go by starting in the midst of summer, and he makes sure that everything’s prepared. he books a hotel for you months in preparation, buys the flight tickets, and makes note of everything he sees that he thinks you might like

𓆩ᥫ᭡ in preparation, he finds these amazing online courses to spend time with you so that you can learn some french together! and by the time you’re both booked for your flights and traveling on the way, you both make an agreement to spend most of your flight practicing with all the phrases you’ve learned! id think he’d enjoy seeing you so focused as you put your sentences together, worrying over the gramatical technicalities and verb conjugations that he can’t help but find you irresistibly adorable. he’d lovingly kiss you every now and then and tell you, in french, how proud of you he is

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when your flight lands, toji has a designated chauffeur that takes you both to the hotel right away. he understands that you’d be exhausted after a long journey, especially seeing as you’d really tried your best to stay awake so that you could admire all the lights of the city! however, you’d so cutely fallen asleep on his shoulder, he couldn’t help but to take a photo of you, mouth slightly open as your head bobbed against him.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 it’s on the next morning when your day properly starts! first, you must fill your tummies with the sweetest and fluffiest pancakes and french toast, covered in anything you could dream of! from fruits, maple syrup, chocolate or powdered sugar, or french toasts so big that you think they must be the size of your head all stacked up together!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he knows how you appreciate all different kinds of art forms, so he takes you to many different museums and galleries — from paintings of old, to contemporary displays of portraits and photography, he wants you to truly enjoy the things that so desperately captured your passions. you saw street performers, musicians and singers alike, at nightfall, he takes you to see the eiffel tower!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 it’s as you told him about how it was illegal to take and distributed pictures of the tower at night (is it still? im sure that patent’s passed, right?) when the first snow finally fell. toji wastes no time to pull you in for a sweet kiss, taking your attention from beautiful white flakes to the warmth and softness of his lips. when he pulls away, he says with a quiet and winter missed whisper, that ‘sure it’s corny, but i wanted to kiss you when the first snow fell.’

NSFW HEADCANONS

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 toji loves to make you watch as he destroys you. i’d think there are lots of videos and photos that he has of of himself making you take him in the dirtiest and filthiest positions imaginable

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll tell you what a pretty little slut you are for him while he ruthlessly fucks you from behind, an arm locked around your throat to suspend your trembling body. toji makes sure to capture your lewd expressions, eyes rolled back and your tongue slobbering over your taste on his fingers as you babble obediently how you love his cock, how that pretty pussy of yours was all his to destroy.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he loves torturing you amidst a rough session by slowing his thrusts, pushing deep into your cunt yet moving so painfully slow that you tearfully beg, willing to do anything just for him

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when he locks his fingers around your neck, using his other hand to pinch and twist your nipples, he tells you exactly what to say while pressing his hips snug against your ass. he wants you to feel that big cock of his twitching inside your little cunt, all so that you couldn’t think straight and lose all sense of reason

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “go ‘head, baby… tell daddy what you want, hm?” he’d grin when you tried to struggle or push your ass further against him, only needing to slap one hand against your sensitive breasts to get you to obey. with your pout smushed together by his grasp and eyes streaked with tears, you begged, pure filth pouring from your swollen lips.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “p-please, daddy…! please, i jus’ wanna cum… want you to keep fucking me, please…!” but even this wouldn’t be enough for toji, sadistic as he is. he’d make you look right at the camera, posing so that your sopping pussy could be seen taking him all the way in while your hands wrapped around his neck to display your tits.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “i love this cock… love feeling this cock stirring up my pussy! want all your cum pumping inside me till i can’t think of anythin’ else…” and toji, he laughs before he shoves your face down into the mattress and roughly pushes into you, reveling in the way your cunt clenched around him and a wanton cry fell from your lips.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “thaaaat’s my cute little slut. want daddy’s cock so bad, dontcha? yeah? best believe ill give it to ya… gonna fuck this pretty pussy till it breaks.”

mamba celebrates 100 — jjk and haikyuu selfship event!

#olympia.#aphrodite.#toji smut #toji imagine #jjk smut #jjk imagine #toji drabble #toji oneshot #jjk oneshot #ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ karma!#i hope this will be okay karma!!#im really sorry i kept you waiting all this time!

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imaniharvey627 · 1 year ago

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"I love the view"

The amazing view from our hotel window! The lovely renaissance infrastructure was definitely a sight for sore eyes. It was just so beautiful to see from our room. This photo means a lot to me and having this view was just a part of the overall experience of being in Paris. I had to capture this moment where the Eiffel Tower was lit which is a must-see experience when traveling to Paris.

"Yummy across the World "

This was my plate from an African Restaraunt and it was so delicious. This a plate of scallops with broccoli, carrots and corn on the side. It was so yummy! This was very relevant to my experience because it show how the African culture is prominent in France. This was in connection to the things we learned about Black and brown people on the immigration tour.

"Farewell Thierry !"

Our final picture with our amazing tour guide, the best Mayor known to man Thierry. This picture was at our farewell dinner which was the last dinner we had together while in Paris. The food was absolutely amazing. This picture is so significant because it was my last picture with all of these lovely people. You can just see the genuine joy on all of our faces with being together.

"Under the seaaa"

Seeing this poster in the metro station in Paris was such a beautiful moment. Even though we were in a rush, I had to take this picture. Looking at it, I felt like a little girl seeing Princess and The Frog for the first time. It just shows how much representation matters everywhere at any age. I was super amazed seeing this!

"Prettiest girl in Paris"

This moment was the most iconic moment in my life . I was literally taking pictures in front of one of the worlds most famous landmarks, THE EIFFEL TOWER . This moment meant everything to me. This was an all time dream of mine and my heart was so full to finally be able to accomplish this. I just felt so good about life in this picture!

"Respect to the religious"

This beautiful scenery is from the lovely mosque. It was so great to see this lovely view and learn about the religion that is practiced and respected at the mosque. It was so much to take in while being there. It was so peaceful and such a calming environment. We were not there for long but when we were there my heart felt so full and my body was so calm.

" In living color"

This beautiful vibrant color painting of Nelson Mandela was so stunning. I loved seeing this in Paris because Nelson Mandela is a native of South Africa and he passed away in 2013. It was so great being able to see that he is still being recognized a decade after his death worldwide. I also noticed the location of Paris we seen this in and it was the side where the Black people lived. I absolutely loved that I seen this.

"Best Teacher Ever"

This picture was taken on one of the best days we had here, this is the day that Dr.Dotson surprised us by taking . In this picture is the most lovely professor that Clayton State has in Fric-Frac restaurant. Dr.Dotson was extremely helpful on this trip and she showed she cared about us a lot. Taking this trip with her was very great and I don't know any instructor that I would have rather went with. She is the best. <3

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altruistbloger · 2 months ago

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Heaven Above the Mountains: My Heli-Skiing Adventure in Nelson, BC

This winter, I had the chance to experience something truly thrilling: heli-skiing in Nelson, British Columbia! Nestled in the heart of the Selkirk Mountains, Nelson is famous for its stunning views and deep powder snow. This trip was a dream come true for me, as I had always wanted to try skiing in such a magical place.

The Excitement Begins

On the morning of my adventure, I woke up with butterflies in my stomach. The sun was shining, and the air was crisp and cold. After a hearty breakfast, I met the group I would be skiing with, including some experienced skiers and a few first-timers like me. We were all eager to hop in the helicopter that would take us to the slopes.

Before we boarded, our guide gave us a safety briefing. He explained how heli-skiing works, including what to expect during the flight and on the slopes. I learned that we would be flying high above the mountains, landing on untouched snow where we could ski down without the crowds of a ski resort. It sounded incredible!

Taking to the Skies

As we climbed into the helicopter, I felt a rush of excitement. The sound of the blades whirling above us was thrilling, and soon we were soaring above the beautiful landscape. Below, the snowy peaks sparkled in the sunlight, and I couldn't believe how breathtaking everything looked from the sky.

After a short flight, we landed on a remote mountain peak. The snow was fresh and deep, waiting for us to carve our paths. Stepping out of the helicopter, I took a moment to soak in the stunning view. I felt like I was in a winter wonderland, surrounded by towering trees and majestic mountains.

Skiing in Powder Paradise

Once we strapped on our skis, it was time to hit the slopes! Our guide led us to our first run, and as I glided down the untouched powder, I felt pure joy. The snow was so soft that it felt like I was floating. Each turn was smooth, and I couldn’t help but laugh with excitement.

The group skied together, encouraging one another and sharing tips. I was amazed at how peaceful it felt to be out there in nature, far away from the busy ski resorts. We took breaks to admire the scenery, snapping pictures of the breathtaking views.

Challenging Runs and Amazing Memories

As the day went on, we tackled different runs, some more challenging than others. I pushed myself out of my comfort zone, trying steeper slopes and navigating through trees. Each descent brought a new sense of accomplishment. With each run, my confidence grew, and I started to feel like a pro!

One of the highlights was a run called “Powder Bowl.” It was a large open area filled with deep snow, and I couldn't wait to try it. I took a deep breath, focused, and launched myself down the hill. The snow flew up around me, and I felt like I was in a movie!

A Perfect End to the Day

As the sun began to set, we gathered back at the helicopter for the ride back. My heart was full of happiness and excitement from the day’s adventures. We talked about our favorite runs and shared laughter over the fun falls we had during the day.

Back in Nelson, we celebrated our amazing day with a delicious dinner at a cozy local restaurant. The perfect end to an unforgettable experience!

Conclusion: Why Heli-Skiing in Nelson, BC is a Must-Do

My nelson bc heli skiing, was one of the best days of my life. The combination of stunning scenery, thrilling runs, and the camaraderie of fellow skiers made it an experience I will never forget. If you love skiing and are looking for an extraordinary adventure, I highly recommend trying heli-skiing in this beautiful part of Canada. You won’t regret it.

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fandomslashcontent · 2 months ago

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Adventure-Packed Bucks Party in Sydney

For an adventure-packed bucks party in Sydney, there's no shortage of exciting activities to fill the day. Kick off with a morning of skydiving over the city’s stunning coastlines, an exhilarating experience that will bond the group through sheer adrenaline. Alternatively, you can opt for a deep-sea fishing trip where the groom and his mates can reel in some big catches while enjoying the sun and sea breeze. Next, take the party to land with go-karting or a laser tag session to add a competitive twist to the day. Sydney is home to a variety of venues that offer these high-energy activities perfect for a fun-loving group of guys. For those who prefer a mix of sport and relaxation, a round of golf at one of Sydney’s scenic courses is a great way to combine fun and leisure. As the sun sets, make sure to transition into the night with style. Book a private brewery or distillery tour where the group can sample some of Sydney’s best local brews and spirits. With options to taste everything from craft beers to artisanal gins, it’s an ideal way to toast to the groom. Finish the day by heading out to one of Sydney’s vibrant nightlife districts, ensuring your bucks party in Sydney ends on a high note with great memories.

Classic Pub Crawl for a Bucks Party in Sydney

A pub crawl is a classic choice for a bucks party in Sydney, and the city’s bar scene does not disappoint. Start the crawl at a local favorite like The Lord Nelson Brewery Hotel or The Australian Heritage Hotel, both of which offer a laid-back atmosphere and quality brews. As the night progresses, move to trendier spots in Surry Hills or Newtown, where the vibe is lively and the drinks are flowing. A pub crawl allows the group to experience different parts of the city while keeping the energy high throughout the night. Just be sure to pace yourselves!

Sporting Activities for a Bucks Party in Sydney

For the sporty groom, organizing a day filled with fun physical activities can be a great bucks party in Sydney. Popular options include a round of golf at one of Sydney’s many prestigious golf courses or organizing a game of paintball or laser tag. Go-karting is another popular choice, providing a thrilling experience for the group. If the group prefers something more low-key, consider booking a session at an indoor bowling alley or a friendly game of beach cricket at Coogee Beach. These activities encourage bonding while keeping the atmosphere light and competitive.

Bucks Party in Sydney: Food and Drink Packages

One of the easiest ways to organize a bucks party in Sydney is to book a venue that offers all-inclusive food and drink packages. Many restaurants, pubs, and event spaces throughout the city provide customizable options that include gourmet meals, a variety of drinks, and even entertainment. From a gourmet barbecue on a rooftop terrace to a seafood feast at a waterfront venue, these packages take the stress out of planning. Some packages even include group activities like whiskey tasting or a private cooking class, making it a fun and interactive experience for everyone involved.

Golf Day for a Bucks Party in Sydney

If the groom is a golf enthusiast, a day out on the course is a fantastic way to celebrate a bucks party in Sydney. Sydney is home to several world-class golf courses that offer stunning views and challenging play. Whether you choose a coastal course with sweeping ocean vistas or a more secluded, tree-lined fairway, golf provides the perfect mix of relaxation and friendly competition. Some courses also offer special packages for group events, which can include refreshments, equipment rentals, and access to the club’s amenities. Afterward, the group can enjoy drinks and dinner at the clubhouse.

Brewery Tours for a Bucks Party in Sydney

For a groom who appreciates craft beer, a brewery tour is an ideal bucks party in Sydney. Sydney is home to a variety of craft breweries, offering a behind-the-scenes look at how beer is made, along with the opportunity to sample different brews. Locations like The Rocks, Marrickville, and the Inner West boast some of the city's top breweries. You can even arrange for private tours where the group can enjoy exclusive tastings and pairings. Brewery tours offer a laid-back yet engaging atmosphere, making it a great option for a relaxed celebration.

VIP Club Experience for a Bucks Party in Sydney

For those looking to party in style, booking a VIP club experience is a luxurious way to enjoy a bucks party in Sydney. Many of the city’s high-end nightclubs, such as Marquee and Ivy, offer VIP packages that include private tables, bottle service, and access to exclusive areas. This ensures the groom and his friends can enjoy an elevated party experience with premium service. Adding live entertainment like DJs, dancers, or light shows enhances the overall experience, creating a night to remember. A VIP club experience is perfect for groups looking to celebrate in a sophisticated setting.

Bucks Party in Sydney with Private Poker Night

For a groom who enjoys a bit of gambling, hosting a private poker night is an excellent option for a bucks party in Sydney. You can rent a professional poker table and hire a dealer to manage the games, adding an authentic casino feel to the night. Whether held at a private venue or in the comfort of someone’s home, poker night offers a relaxed yet competitive atmosphere. The group can enjoy drinks, snacks, and banter while trying their luck at the table. Incorporating a poker night adds an element of excitement and strategy to the celebration.

Conclusion

No matter what type of celebration you choose, a bucks party in Sydney promises excitement and fun. Whether you’re diving into action-packed paintball sessions, relaxing on a luxury yacht, or enjoying a pub crawl through Sydney’s vibrant bar scene, every moment is crafted for lasting memories. The city’s stunning locations and endless entertainment options create the perfect setting for a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Planning carefully and selecting activities that suit the groom’s style will ensure that the bucks party is not just a party but a cherished memory for years to come.

#bucks party in Sydney

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sonyadance · 3 months ago

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Travels and Dancing 22.5

From Sweden, I decided to take care of one of my bucket list item. I don’t have many items of this style (travels) left since those are the ones I decide to tick off first. I just always made sense with travelling the world for work to find a way to make random destinations fit in between gigs, the best one yet has been managing to get to Easter Island, Santiago, and Mendoza after teaching in Tahiti, before an energetic training in Bolivia in Lake Titicaca, and before going to teach in Buenos Aires! What is left now are a few trips I added that I can do or not, maybe when I’m retired or when it makes sense, and long term items like having a kid, learning another language, maybe playing piano, studying… well, I won’t say too much, you’ll see when it happens. Croatia had been on my list for too long. I tried to make it happen in 2019, but it didn’t work, then Covid, 2023 didn’t work also for different reasons, and now I was like: I almost don’t go to Europe anymore, I have to make it happen! I have to admit that I rushed into it and it was poorly planned. At first, I had hoped Nelson would join me, but he already had other plans, then I thought maybe my boyfriend could, but it didn’t make sense, and then I thought of asking my amazing friend Greet: we used to see each other every second year max through hers and my travels, but with covid and me travelling less, her trying to stay in Europe to minimize environmental impact of travelling, well, we hadn’t seen each other in… 5 years? I had to buy my Sweden flight to I bought a multi-destinations back from Zagreb. I definitely could have planned better, go south, drive up the coast the few days that I was waiting for my friend, but I spent a few chill days exploring Zagreb. Absolutely love the city. Even during a heatwave. I was supposed to meet my friend at 10am on the Thursday to leave for the coast, but she missed her train. No worries, reconvene for 5pm, get the rental car and start driving. We met at 6pm and there was a message for us in the rental car business window: they had waited for us, but were gone (even if closing time was 8pm). Ensued a race for a rental car that we wouldn’t need to pay 400 euros for and that we could get that evening to not lose any Airbnbs we had another reservations along the way. After much talk, we managed to pay the guy from the first place to come back and reactive our reservation. Anyway, after a great start full of adventures, we managed to drive to Plitvice Lakes. We slept a few hours in a cozy room and left early to visit the park. We had read that it was full, but omg… I’ve never felt so far from nature while being so close to it: just throngs of tourists on a single wooden boardwalk, stopping to take pictures and creating traffic to a complete halt. Honestly, not the best part of the trip.

It’s beautiful, but… we drove to Pag where we were going to stay for three days. That part was awesome: waking up early to go swim and lounge at the beach, get a coffee and a pastry, when it gets too warm around noon, find a small restaurant for lunch, go back home for a shower, reading and/or a nap, go back out to walk or explore, get dinner or a wine tasting, come back home to talk while sipping on a glass of white wine on the terrace. Hard life. My favorite part of the trip was finding the Life on Mars hiking trail. Well, they reconstructed it in the last year so it’s mostly a boardwalk (not so much hiking per se), but the view is incredible and the landscape makes you feel like you are on Mars. We found a corner of rocks to go down to and swim naked. It felt so good, refreshing, making us feel alive again. We put our clothes back on and about 1m after, we hear crazy loud music and tones of people: a boat with about two hundred people just made the corner. Loll. Timing is everything. We had to drive back to Pag, take the car back, have a final delicious vegan dinner together and I left in the early morning to catch my flight back home. For the first time in a long time I was in economy plus. Oh! Now I understand why I use to be ok travelling so much, what a freaking difference, you don’t even realize when you’re used to it, but I lost my status with the pandemic and let me tell you, having warm food served in actual plates, good wine in a glass glass, more leg room. Delicious!

I made it home Wednesday night, did laundry, packed, slept, said hi to my boyfriend, and left to teach all day Thursday. I was supposed to leave that night at 8pm after my WCS guided practice to get to New England Dance Festival, but I was so exhausted and jetlagged and lost my copilot, that I thought it’d be way safer to wake up extra early and go. So 5am on Friday and I am on the road to Newton, Massachusetts. I remember going to that event as a baby westie with the Montreal crew… but it had been a while! I was welcomed warmly by the sweet even director, got settled, started teaching some private lessons, had a couple awesome workshops that were pretty full and with a great atmosphere, judge the competitions, and reconnected with people I love so much and use to see all the time when I started WCS and we would all drive down to Boston, Vermont, New England area, maybe DC. It was a beautiful and refreshing weekend that ended with a lively breakfast with the event director. You know sometimes you meet people, one generation before you, that inspire you a lot. That was it.

The last paragraph was shorter, not because there was less to tell, but my wrists hurt from writing. Loll Commitment to the cause! Which cause, you ask? Well, having memories for me to look back at, and if it entertains some other people, then great! I had two days to repack and organize for a road trip with my love. Oh, also I forgot to tell you about one of my worse idea ever. I decided that I didn’t want to bother people and ask for help to move and that I was going to do it myself during August. Yeah, nah. Wtf is that idea? I was so exhausted by the end of it, it could have been done in 2h with 10 people and a pizza, instead it took me so many hours, time and energy: packing, bringing the stuff down to my car, driving it back to my partner’s place, bringing the stuff up three stories, unpacking, driving back there. Stupid, stupid idea. Oh well, you live, you learn. Maybe, hopefully. I was so out of it, I managed to leave with the wrong mattress (the owner had left one there) and now I have to rent a small truck just to do that exchange. Grrrrr…. Anyway. That part is almost done by now. I feel like I am starting to breathe again. Naturally, my car broke down before the road trip and during. A classic. But all and all, it was a success. My partner had never camped before, I am use to car camping by now, which is approximately a hundred times better than camping, so we borrowed a tent and all the shebang. The first night we stopped in Quebec City where I had a couple privates to teach and a workshop. I have never enjoyed teaching a workshop so much. I can’t put the finger on it and probably because it is a mix of many elements, but the studio space, the people, the atmosphere, the attitude, my enthusiasm for the cause loll. We all had a great time and they received material to practice for the next year.

The next morning, we left and drove on the coast. We stopped in Ste-Flavie, my favorite spot in Quebec, and we set up camp in Matane before heading to a country evening by the water. We had a good night of sleep, a delicious breakfast on the stove and left to get to Parc Forillon. We had a few stops on the way, and when we finally got to our destination, it smelled like rain. So I thought it’d be a good idea to set up a bash. I have a lot of the technical knowledge, but the manual execution of a three year old with one hand trying to tie a knot in a carrot. Thankfully, Alex was better manually (not so much technically, you would have thought the reverse for a dancer and an engineer!). We managed to set everything, woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a gigantic plastic bag getting tossed in the wind: it was storming so bad the bash actually broke. Get out of the tent, undo everything under torrential rain, get back in the tent wet, try and sleep to wake up an hour later in a puddle of water. Luckily for us, the next day was sunny and windy so we managed to dry everything out. We drove to what use to be a secret swimming hole until someone put it on TikTok last year and it blew up so bad that they had to create installations and make people pay. It is really a beautiful place, with an aquamarine waterfall, and a sweet décor. We then stopped at a perfect sandy beach for some rest and later grabbed our bicycle and roller blades to roll on the beautiful cycling trail they’ve created from the beach to the town. There is almost never anybody there, it is so peaceful! We came back in time to sleep early and wake up at 3am to walk to the Sunrise Show. It is part of a festival and I have been for a few years now: you go on the top of a cliff, get some warm coffee and cookies, sit in your camping chair and listen to the amazing artist while the sun rise beside you. Absolutely majestic. Every time. We went back to camp for breakfast and a quick nap before hiking to a viewing tower with a crazy 360 view. It was definitely worth the steep incline. We drove to another beach that day and tried a local microbrewery before heading back and trying to start our third fire. We did it!!!! We bought kindle wood cause our axe was not so performant and we only had twigs and logs. The next way was the drive back and a stop in Rivière-du-Loup for a really nice Auberge. That is when the car broke down and we couldn’t get it to accelerate passed 70k/h in a 100k/h zone with one lane each way. It was a bit stressful, but we made it and found a mechanic. They couldn’t find the problem that night so we had to go back in the morning (meaning my sweet Alex because I was just not wanting to hear anything about my car anymore). We dressed up to eat pizza with a fancy wine with a stunning sunset. Probably my favorite part of that trip, just the layers and contrast. We enjoyed the spa, the view, the food, the perfect king size bed (now my boyfriend wants a new bed where he actually has room to sleep without me rolling over him), we played some basket in the morning while waiting for the car and we made it all the way back home that day. A miracle. A 600$ miracle, but still. ;-)

Now, I have moved in with my partner. There are a lot of new things happening for me. A way of living life that might be ordinary and easy for most, but that I don’t know and never learned to function in. So wish me luck on this new adventure we call life!

As always, thanks for being with me if you read until here. And if you liked it, you should buy my book: it’s twenty times more interesting… at least.

#dance teacher #dancer #dance #westcoastswing #wcs #modernswing #travel #travelsanddancing

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Week 9: Sands, Sips, and Scuba

Monday - Annnnnnd We’re off

We packed early in the morning after landing in Sydney. We loaded our stuff into the campervan parked across the street and made the cabin “sea-worthy”. After turning the first block, however, there was a thundering crash... We had underestimated just how violently the car could shake, nothing but good omens here.

Our first stop was the Australian Reptile Park. We booked the encounters tour which allowed us to pet koalas and echidnas, and even hold a juvenile wombat. We also got a backroom tour of some of the world’s deadliest snakes and spiders. They keep them to harvest their venom which gets sent around the world to develop antivenom medicine.

Tuesday - Sand Boarding

The next day we drove up the coast to Nelson’s Bay. We toured the nearby beach around Port Stevens. We got a fascinating history lesson on how the Australians braced this beach for a Japanese invasion in 1942 and how the beach grows yearly by 4 meters. The large deposits are actually coming from the blue mountains eroding and getting washed out into the sea. And then we sandboarded, more like sled but yeah:

That evening we decided to go backwards and stay at a nearby park to make our 10 am wine tour in Hunter Valley.

Wednesday - Wine and Turkish Delight

It was 23 fleets of wine and cheese pairings and it floored everyone.

It was delicious but way more alcohol than any of us were expecting. The day of drinking took us out for the next four hours of the day. We made it to Port Macquarie and took a stumbling but refreshing stroll on the beach.

That night we had the best food I’ve had during my time in Australia. We dined at Reyhana, a Turkish restaurant, and ate heaps of homemade pita and hummus as well as lamb shish and buttered rice.

I hastily booked a nearby campsite for the night as all the places I did find were unavailable. It turned out to be an unpowered campsite… Oops. No AC plus tons of bugs meant a humid, irritated night of sleep for everyone.

Thursday - Byron Baes

The next morning we booked it to Byron Bay for a promising day of adventure.

First up was a guided snorkeling excursion through the EAC(East Australian Current) duuuude (the same one Crush and his son Squirt rode in Finding Nemo).

Some highlights were the eagle ray and leopard shark that were hitching a ride on the EAC to loop the island we were snorkeling around. The boat ride was another highlight, the swell coming in made for perfect hills to accelerate over and catch air, at least that’s how the driver felt.

That night we ventured into the town of Byron Bay. We had only known the town from the cheesy reality TV show called Byron Baes so we were pleasantly surprised by how similar it was. It’s a town of linens and “inspirers” (rather than influencers). All that aside, we got a beautiful dinner in a bar that looked over the beach and then made our way to the local nightlife. Props to our Uber driver who convinced us to check out our first stop: someone’s backyard turned into a psychedelic bar with a trippy dancefloor.

It was unlike anything I had been to. The DJ was mixing vaguely familiar music over a wash of synths, there were artists actively painting their psychedelic pieces in the corners, and, when they felt it was getting a bit dull, fire-dancing people would inexplicably take over the dance floor and perform.

Friday - Koala Cuddling to Cairns Crazes

We finally got to hold koalas! The state of New South Wales forbids the practice and so as soon as we crossed the border into Queensland we signed up for the experience. It was a brief encounter and the zoo keeper told us that it was a practice they and the rest of Australia would be phasing out over the next year.

We then parted ways with our roommates who drove up in their sleeper van and would now make the 13-hour drive back down the coast to Sydney.

We quickly packed up and made our way to the Brisbane airport to catch our flight to Cairns. Our time in Cairns was brief. We got in late and spent most of our time running between loads of laundry at the local laundromat and finishing the procrastinated scuba diving e-learning course.

Saturday - Live A Board, Dive A Board

*5:45 am*

I’m up, I’m up.

We started our day early getting our gear and luggage stowed on the diving boat we’d be living on for the next three days. The boat takes customers out to the offshore parts of the Great Barrier Reef and guides them through certifications and general scuba diving skills. Joe, my Dad and I signed up for the Advanced Scuba Diving and Nitrox courses. Over this day and the next, we took our e-learning skills and applied them out at sea. The technical dives focused on navigation with and without a compass, buoyancy and control, night diving (how to communicate and navigate), a deep dive down to 100 feet, and a fish identification dive.

*phew*

By the end of the second day, we were officially advanced scuba divers! We dove, ate, and drank with people from all around the world. Almost everyone, regardless of age, had a similar story of feeling that too much of their life had gone by or that they had missed out on traveling earlier and so quit their jobs to see the world. For many of them, it was a decision that took several years of careful planning and saving and none of them regret diving out of their comfort zone and into the wider world.

Quick side note: I was told by my instructor that he knew I was an aerospace student as soon as he saw me take off from the ocean floor, the plume of sand that followed my vertical, sound barrier-breaking push was "rocket-like".

Between dives, I tried to catch up on the alarming amount of recorded lectures I’ve missed.

And now I write this on the boat ride back to shore with nine new dives and two new certifications under my belt. I’m looking forward to the last few days with my Dad and dreading the reality check from the mounting days of missed school.

Take care, everyone!

Grant Touchette

Aerospace Engineering

University of New South Wales in Sydney, Australia

#umichenginabroad #ipewinter24 #ipeunsw #australia #GrantTouchette

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diaryoftheunidropout · 2 years ago

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DAY 2

I'm waiting for the metro that'll take me to see my uni best friend. A voice on the speaker said they were going to read a few verses of poetry. The voice was very sweet and the poem about being in a maze and not searching for a way out. I hope I hear it again because I'd love to be able to write down more of what it said.

I have no idea how I'm going to tell my best friend that I'm dropping out. We're spending the evening together, and I can either tell them as soon as I see them, or while we're having dinner, or only at the very end of the evening when we're parting ways. I'm afraid if I tell them straight up, it'll ruin the evening for the both of us, but if I don't get it off my chest ASAP, I fear I'll be anxious the entire evening and won't get to enjoy myself at all. We'll see. But I don't want them to ask me questions like "have you revised for the test" and having to lie to that, and only tell them the truth later on.

Since I made the decision to drop out, I've felt three different emotions: 1) relief 2) guilt 3) sadness. Today I've been feeling very sad, maybe a little lost too (and for the past 10 minutes, probably a bit angry because the metro is packed and parisians are really slow and someone accidentally stepped on my feet, but that's another story).

I haven't fully grasped why I feel sad yet, but I think it might be because I've dreamed and fantasized about this moment for so long that I subconciously convinced myself I would heal immediately (not true obviously). I think I may still feel guilt about resting, like I don't actually deserve it. I don't know. All of this is a lot of process. I'll keep updating this blog!

UPDATE 4 AND A HALF HOURS LATER:

The announcement to my uni best friend went kind of wrong, which didn't help with the fact I was already feeling like utter shit. I didn't tell them right away, I waited until we were sat at the restaurant but hadn't ordered yet. They reacted very calmly but I could feel they were disappointed. They tried to make me change my mind but quickly enough they understood that was impossible. They told me all the things that could go wrong with my plan (not being able to find a job, not healing, hating my new studies and not being able to keep up...) and no matter how many times I said this was a life or death situation for me, they didn't seem to understand the gravity of it all. I'd say the first 20 minutes of our dinner were really tense, but then we were able to mostly change the subject and things felt a little more like they usually do.

But looking back on the entire evening now, I think that, mostly, they're angry at me for "leaving them behind", which really puts me in a Nick-Nelson-in-Volume-5-and-in-the-Nick-and-Charlie-novella type of situation. And this just puts me down even more because on top of having to bear the guilt of dropping out and the fear of the unknown and all the sadness that I ended up in this situation, I also have to deal with the knowledge I'm probably hurting someone I love and care about. Maybe I'm misinterpreting, but I think they're just afraid me leaving uni means I'm giving up on our relationship, when really I am NOT. I think I could see their anger through all their tiny "mean" jokes that they never usually do, like telling me I'm "boring" out of nowhere. It's so obvious to me that we'll remain friends... and it seems like it isn't to them. I hope that just like Nick and Charlie, our relationship survives this, and that eventually, I gain their full support. We're mature enough to talk. If they won't tell me what's on their mind and heart, I will. But right now, I'm saddened by their reaction and it just makes me want to distance myself, which is the opposite of what I intended to do in the first place. I want to believe fighting for our relationship is worth it.

Also, someone I was really hoping to get encouragement from regarding me dropping out didn't reply to my message although I saw they've been online... they might have just missed my message, or I don't know. I think that would have cheered me up a little.

Now I still need to tell my grandparents, my other uni friends, and my Chinese teacher whom I loved very much. That's for another day though. I'm so mentally exhausted from today.

Bye for now xx

"I think that I love you but it's hard

Just to be around you

Don't hate me, but you're not

Don't hate me, but you're not what I thought you was

Don't hate me, but you're not

Don't hate me, but you're not what I thought you was

You said that I'm really fucking boring

Well that's rich coming from you

'Cause when you rain you're fucking pourin'

I can't win, I can't lose

And it's cool if you don' wanna hang and get loose"

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lonestarcafeblog · 9 months ago

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Why Rooftop Restaurants Are Perfect for Special Occasions?

When searching for the perfect setting to celebrate a special occasion, rooftop restaurants Queen Street Auckland present a captivating and elegant option. The allure of dining under the open sky while being treated to breathtaking panoramic views creates a truly magical experience.

Whether it's a romantic date night, birthday celebration, anniversary, or any other significant milestone, a rooftop restaurant can elevate the occasion to new heights, both literally and figuratively.

Let's delve deeper into why rooftop restaurants are the ideal choice for these memorable moments.

A Feast for the Senses

Dining at one of the best rooftop restaurants Queen Street Auckland is not just about the food; it's an immersive experience that engages all the senses. The gentle, open-air breeze, the soft glow of city lights, and the ambient sounds of the urban landscape create a multisensory feast that complements the culinary delights offered.

As dusk settles and the city comes to life with myriad lights, the enchanting atmosphere sets the stage for an unforgettable evening.

Captivating Ambiance

The ambience of a rooftop restaurant is unparalleled. With unobstructed views of the city skyline or natural landscapes, these establishments exude an atmosphere of sophistication and charm.

Whether it's a starlit sky or the glittering city lights below, the backdrop sets a picturesque scene that adds a touch of romance and elegance to any special occasion.

Unforgettable Memorable Moments

Rooftop restaurants have a knack for creating memorable moments that linger in the hearts and minds of their patrons. These settings offer the perfect backdrop for milestone celebrations, allowing guests to revel in the beauty of their surroundings while creating cherished memories.

The combination of exceptional service, delectable cuisine, and awe-inspiring vistas guarantees an experience that will be etched in the memory for years to come.

Tailored Dining Experiences

One of the appealing aspects of rooftop restaurants is their ability to tailor the dining experience to suit the occasion.

From intimate candlelit tables for two to spacious areas that accommodate larger groups, these establishments offer a versatile environment that can be customised to meet the specific needs of any celebration.

Whether it's a cosy corner for a romantic dinner or a private section for a lively gathering, rooftop Nelson Restaurants NZ provide the perfect setting for every kind of special occasion.

Culinary Delights with a View

While the setting plays a significant role, the culinary offerings at rooftop restaurants Queen Street Auckland are equally impressive. From delectable appetisers to sumptuous main courses and indulgent desserts, the menus are curated to delight the palate.

Pair these delectable dishes with a carefully selected wine or cocktail, and you have a dining experience that is as exquisite as the views that accompany it.

Seamless Blend of Nature and Sophistication

The juxtaposition of nature and sophistication is a defining feature of rooftop restaurants. These venues effortlessly blend the elements of the natural world with refined elegance.

From lush greenery and blooming flora to contemporary decor and stylish furnishings, the fusion of these elements creates a setting that is both enchanting and refined, catering to diverse tastes and preferences.

Conclusion

In conclusion, rooftop restaurants offer a compelling choice for anyone seeking to elevate a special occasion into an extraordinary experience.

The sensory delights, captivating ambience, tailored experiences, culinary excellence, and seamless blend of nature and sophistication make these establishments an ideal setting for celebrations and milestones.

Whether it's an anniversary, birthday, proposal, or simply a memorable night out, rooftop restaurants Queen Street Auckland provide the perfect backdrop for creating cherished moments that will be treasured for years to come.

So, when planning your next special occasion, consider the enchanting allure of a rooftop restaurant and prepare for an experience that transcends the ordinary.

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corymolloy · 2 years ago

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𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲: 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗧𝗼 𝗚𝗼 – To unwind, relax and be with friends? For me that place was Sugarhouse in Utah. It was my stomping grounds since I was 14… And got my own gym membership at Spa Fitness. I’d ride my skateboard down from Tanner Park every day… To work out and make new friends while I’d sit in the hot tub. It filled me up with happy hormones to exercise like that. I liked it so much I’d often stay for two aerobic classes. And I had workout partners like Gene Nelson (Mr. Natural USA). And Tom Woody who had his own truck filled with weight equipment. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰… 𝗚𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. Because, with more energy you have more ability to get things done. And you don’t create wealth without health. Over the years Sugarhouse grew… And I could order fantastic vegan meals from Bob at Sugarhouse Coffee. When Devin Anderson opened his Herbs For Health he became a close friend. He’d camp over at my place, or we have dinner parties at the store. Together we convinced Omar Abou-Ismail to open a raw food restaurant. Because his food is literally 10/10 the best in Utah! So he began serving organic Lebanese food at the Herbs For Health. It was the perfect place to socialize, eat good food, and get a massage. When I started working on this catalog – I wanted to show off Devin’s personality. I also wanted to get more people into the store… To book more chiropractic and massage sessions. This is what I came up with for them in 2005. 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴? #CoryMolloy #DirectMail #Marketing #GraphicDesign #EffectiveAdvertising https://www.instagram.com/p/CoKxrKupLcN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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sketch-mer-6195 · 3 years ago

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A Blind Date (Franklin “Foggy” Nelson x {OFC} Victoria Falwell)

A/N: HELLO!!! This is my first mini series for the beloved Foggy Nelson. I hope you all enjoy this beloved bean that I think deep down, we all love.

gif is not mine, originally posted by @daredevilhub

Word Count: 1519 Warnings: FLOOFERS Fluffity Fluff Fluff, Blind Speed Dating (I consider it a warning lol), Foggy being such a doll. Taglist: @foggywells @girl-of-many-fandoms If you’d like to be added to this or any other taglist, please message me or leave a comment below! Thank you and enjoy!

“I have a confession, Matt.”

“That’s not good.” Matt chuckled, earning a deadpanned look from Foggy.

The two were on a lunch break and walking down the sidewalk to the Greek restaurant that Foggy had been dying to go to. Matt could hear the slight skip in his heart meaning he was rather serious meaning he had to try and not tease so much.

“I went on a blind date last night.” Foggy started.

Matt laughed slightly. “That’s brave of you.”

“Shut up! I still don’t have my wingman, Matthew!” Foggy emphasized his best friend's name, before lightening his tone. “But, this blind date was absolutely stupendous!”

“I’m assuming you got her number and you two have been texting a lot lately, am I wrong?” Matt chuckled as he could hear how excited his best friend truly was to talk about this girl.

“Yes, sort of with the texting thing. Hear me out!-”

“I always am.” Matt chided and chuckled.

Foggy snorted slightly. “So, I went to her table and we just talked about everything and anything that we could think of. And after the damn bell rang off, she asked me. ME! To go to the pizzeria and have dinner with her.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up in great surprise and he let out a laugh of pure joy for his best friend. “Wow! Fog that’s amazing, buddy! So, what’s her name?”

“Victoria, Tori for short. And she’s such a teeny thing and so petiet! Oh my God, Matt, she is so adorable. And she is a huge nerd, and she actually knows three languages! One of them being-”

“Let me guess, Punjabi.” Matt chuckled as he teased Foggy.

“Yes, she actually knows Punjabi!” Foggy exclaimed. “I so have to brush up on that so badly.” He realized but his big smile plastered itself back on his face.

And Matt could sense it, not only by his heart rate, but his voice. He was genuinely happy and crazy in love with this recent date. Like he had a chance after Marci being… Well, Marci. As they finally got to the Greek restaurant and ordered their lunch and headed back to the firm, Matt kept asking questions about Foggy’s date. He couldn’t stop smiling and hearing his best friend's excitement and absolute joy meeting Victoria. From music, to food (apparently she was a foodie as well), to her love of going to the Bronx Zoo. Once they made it back, Karen had already come back after gaining some leads from her fellow friends from newspaper outlets and was very happy to see that the boys brought her lunch as well. She too noticed Foggy's chipper and happy personality, not that he wasn’t a little ray of sunshine most of the time, and couldn’t help but comment.

“Well, seems to me that something has happened while I was gone?” She teased as they sat at and around her desk to eat.

Matt chuckled and collapsed his cane and laid it on his lap before opening up his to-go container that had his gyro. “Fog here had a very successful date last night. Her name’s Victoria.”

Karen gasped slightly as she saw Foggy smile proudly to which she hugged him happily. “Congrats, Foggy! Tell me everything about her.” She gushed, waiting to get the latest detail about this new girl.

But before he could go off again, his phone went off in his bag where he pulled it out and quickly answered the phone.

“Nelson, here… Tori! Hey, how’s it going?”

Both Matt and Karen smiled as he quickly excused himself to talk to Victoria.

“Pick you up? Sure, what time…? I can definitely be there right after work. West 44th? Yeah I know where that is… No, no. It’s no big deal. Is Bubbles with you?”

“Bubbles?” Both Matt and Karen asked under their breath.

Karen leaned over to Matt and laid a hand on his forearm which prompted him to lean a little towards her. “Who do you think that is?”

Matt shrugged his shoulders. “Power Puff Girls? I dunno?” He chuckled slightly only to be slapped lighting on the shoulder by Karen.

Once Foggy hung up, which neither of them noticed until he sat back down to his lunch, Matt cleared his throat which prompted Foggy to look up while chewing on his food.

“Who’s Bubbles?” Matt asked.

“Huh? Oh! Bubbles, yeah that’s Tori’s seeing eye dog.” Foggy said as if it was normal before swallowing the rest of his food. “Did I mention she was blind?”

Matt and Karen’s jaws both dropped. Foggy was dating a blind girl?! But it didn’t last long until Matt’s shock melted into a warm smirk. Karen was just surprised, but she couldn’t help but start grilling on Foggy about Victoria and how they met. Matt on the other hand couldn’t help but be happy for his partner and best friend. Memories back at Columbia University and how Foggy became his eyes, helped him with finding braille, explaining the world around him, people and so much more. That and so much more. He knew, even though he hadn’t met Victoria yet, that she was in perfect hands with Foggy. He couldn’t wait to finally hear her and meet her in person.

After lunch was consumed and everyone went back to work, the day flew by and dragged for poor Foggy. He couldn’t work late tonight. He had to meet up with Victoria and walk her home. Maybe grab some take out along the way and try to make it a little date. But the time finally came where he grabbed his bag and blazer, wished Matt and Karen a good afternoon and made good time to get to the hiring agency where Victoria was waiting for him. As Foggy caught sight of the girl, he slowed his gait to a simple walking pace and smiled brightly. She wore a pair of charcoal colored slacks, a simple lilac satin blouse, a pair of low black heels and a dark violet cardigan to keep the chill off her arms. Her auburn hair was pulled in a simple ponytail and her make-up was very minimal if any from what he could see as he came closer. She had her cane in the crook of her elbow and flush against her body so she wouldn’t trip anyone by accident. In Foggy’s own words, she looked adorable.

"Hey, Tori. It's me, Foggy. I'm on your left." He advised her as he gently touched her elbow.

She smiled brightly and craned her head towards him as best as she could, her eyes shielded by a pair of sunglasses. But he could see them flicker and blink frequently before she chose to close them to relax her eyes.

"Hi Foggy, I'm sorry for dragging you out here. The agency wouldn't allow Bubbles in. Come to find out, HR is a ferret lover." Victoria explained as she adjusted her purse across her body.

Foggy chuckled as he guided her arm around his and the two began to walk. "Well that's stupid. But, forget about them! How was the interview?"

“It was good, but I declined the offer.” She explained.

“What!? Don’t tell me they don’t accept service dogs!” He said with animated expression.

“Yep.” She popped the “P” and laughed slightly as she heard him gasp dramatically.

“They do know that you’re blind, right? It’s not like you’re pulling an act.” Foggy said as he slowed to a stop as they made it to a crosswalk. “Forget about them, I know you’ll land the perfect job.”

Victoria smiled and rested her head on his bicep as they waited for the light to change. Foggy beamed and puffed his chest out slightly at the simple gesture. Even though they just started dating and it was still rather new, he was glad to have her and he enjoyed her company so much already. As the light changed, Foggy waited for the crowd to thin out before giving her a gentle tug.

“Off we go! To go get dinner!” He proclaimed loudly which caused a couple of passerbyers to look at him and call him either a weirdo or lunatic.

Victoria burst out laughing and squeezed his arm which made Foggy smile even broader if it was even possible. “Were you just waiting for the right time to ask me out on another date? Very clever, Mr. Nelson.”

Foggy snorted and shrugged his shoulders. “I thought it would be a nice treat after your job hunting catastrophe, and not to mention, you were wanting to get shawarma.”

“Shawarma shop it is! Lead the way, my faithful steed.” She teased.

“You’re just jealous because of my luscious golden locks. But as you wish, my lady.” Foggy smirked and the two continued their walk.

Even though it was a rather ironic fluke, Foggy knew that she was a great fit. Only time would tell if they both were compatible, which he knew in his bones, that she was the one. He just needed to keep Matt’s little mitts off his new girlfriend and not charm her.

#foggy Nelson #foggy nelson x oc #daredevil #karen page #matt murdock #fluff

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royalgreen04 · 3 years ago

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fishylife · 3 years ago

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Street Dance of China Season 4, Episode 5

- I love practice montages! I was surprised that we got to see the process of each of the captains (of the competing teams) choosing dancers to their teams. Ibuki and Ma Xiaolong were speaking English to each other, and I don’t doubt that English was probably the main mode of communication across borders for these dancers.

- Okay Ibuki leading Huang Xiao by hand and then Huang Xiao cackling in glee and hugging Ma Xiaolong....very cute.

- So...is Huang Xiao baby?

- Huehuehue love Poppin’C’s laugh

- Ibuki said that Ma Xiaolong helped her a lot with recruitment. I think that’s for two reasons. One is that Ma Xiaolong (and Huang Xiao) are choreographers, so they have a better idea of what styles look together. The other is that Ma Xiaolong knows the Chinese dancers better than she would.

- Moony was saying how Ibuki is the captain but she is the youngest, and is definitely very cute haha.

- Yang Kai was very worried about dancing to a rap song so he recruited as many choreographers as he could. But the issue was that they all had different approaches to choreographing so they spent a lot of time discussing before choreographing and rehearsing.

- Yang Kai deadass brought his laptop to the hotpot restaurant because he was going to turn dinner into a lesson on Three Kingdoms for Boris and Kenken lol. The name of their song was Chitu, which is the horse of Lv Bu. Basically Chitu was just a great super capable horse and that’s why it was so famous lol. Yang Kai was trying to compare their battle to the Three Kingdoms lmao. Kenken was Zhuge Liang, Ibuki was Cao Cao (LMAO), and Chitu Ma was a Ferrari lol. Not gonna lie though, the stories in Three Kingdoms are pretty iconic lol.

- In terms of the performances, I liked them both! I think that Team Ibuki’s performance was very fun in the sense that it was like a story. I don’t think songs like that are popular dance songs, so I really liked seeing how they choreographed the dance and I felt that it was done in a very creative and fun way. I think where it may have fallen short was the cohesion. I like Poppin’C, but I wonder if it was difficult to fit him in because his skill set was so specific. As well, because all of the dancers were wearing different clothes, it was a bit difficult to see their synchronization during the group dance parts. For Team Yang Kai’s performance, it definitely was extremely hype. Whereas Team Ibuki wore different clothes, Team Yang Kai had a dress code so the cohesion was easy to see. But I feel like Team Yang Kai’s performance was being propped up by the fact that it had a very hype song, one that easy to dance to.

- Rochka continues to be the biggest fanboy of every single person on this show. I love him!!!

- Y’all have no idea how much I love hearing Boris speak Chinese. Yes, he has an accent, but he is also very easy to understand. You have no idea how difficult it is to find non-ethnic Chinese people who speak Chinese this fluently. Iunno, he just makes Mandarin seem so much more approachable. Boris said that he’d been in China for 7 years so it makes sense that he feels so confident speaking. A lot of people who are learning languages have to get over that hump where they stop feeling embarrassed about their accent because they have to go out and live their life and buy groceries and go to the doctor and stuff and it’s really interesting to hear Boris expressing himself.

- Henry feeling so pressured when he had to choose which team to pick lmao.

- Yixing went “We’re looking at you because you’re cute!” So bold, Yixing XD

- And Henry went “I feel pressured because you guys are handsome.” XD Two can play at that.

- Then Han Geng went “Henry’s Chinese is so good now!” XD My mom says that to me when I make a good joke in Chinese.

- Yixing has to talk behind his clipboard because he’s so nervous lmfao.

- So the rule is that one judge gets two votes for each matchup. In addition to that, that judge has to cut three members, two to enter a battle and one to be eliminated immediately, not including the captain.

- Ibuki was so upset when she returned to her seat :(

- Ye Yin had his team draw out their feelings as they listened to their assigned song. I thought it was a bit gimmicky, but this visual is cute.

- I thought Team Ye Yin’s performance was cool considering this was a song that would be difficult to choreograph for. I was surprised with how the incorporated breaking and locking elements, as there are breaking and locking experts on their team. But overall I thought the choreography was so nice. It told a story, and it suited the vibe of the song. Props to Bunta for the awesome choreography.

- Han Geng said that their performance reminded him of his youth, and then Henry said that he felt the same, that the performance reminded him of Geng-ge. He was like “ge, do you remember?“ and Geng-ge was like of course! Han Geng said he remembered their romantic days X’D So unnecessary. At one point the director was like did Han Geng and Henry used to have their arms around each other’s shoulders? And both of them were like uhh yeah all the time dude.

- George was asked about his rivalry with C-Lil because they keep getting stuck together lol. Apparently C-Lil became a tea enthusiast which was cute.

- Yuwan clapping his hands while his arms around C-Lil :3

- Team Liangliang’s performance was cut because apparently it was not very good, and the editors cut it out to prevent them from getting haters. I think Liangliang’s Sun Wukong headgear had obstructed his vision, and Yixing said that the performance wasn’t very in sync. A pity :(

- Gogo Brothers’ team is stack af.

- Gogo Brothers + Hilty & Bosch hotel room conference lol.

- AC went for a waacking + krump combo which is cool! Their performance was extremely aesthetically pleasing. Even though the fire power is perhaps less explosive, they worked together as a team very well. I definitely thought the waacking and the krump complemented each other very well.

- AC bought snail noodles for his team members, and apparently it’s one of those very polarizing foods, but Chika really liked it haha.

- Ohh, you know this is gonna be good.

- Team Gogo Brothers’ performance was good, but at the same time...there wasn’t anything new about it? Since there were five lockers on the, most of the performance was going to be high quality locking, but at the same time, the locking kind of overshadowed any attempt to try anything new. It was still good though, I just felt that it had limitations compared to AC’s performance that did something new with combining styles, both in terms of dance and aesthetics (costumes).

- Love to see the baby smile v.v

- Lmao Xiao Jie said that Xiaohai was the good luck charm of their team XD His good luck charm name is Jr. Baby, aka Haibaobao lol

- Yibo and Yixing voted for Gogo Brothers, and Han Geng voted for AC, so Henry, who had two votes, had the final say in who would win this battle. Then we got the theatrics where Han Geng, Yibo, and Yixing went into the audience because their job was done lol.

- Then Henry was like “ge~~~~ didn’t you say you would take care of me?” And Han Geng’s like, I’m letting you have the SDOC experience bro.

- Even though we all know it’s a joke, Han Geng is still so caring and affectionate lol.

- Anyway, after all that shenaniganery, what Henry said was right. It feels so tough eliminating any single member of the team, because it was all of them who helped deliver such a beautiful performance. I know AC had a tough time going up against Gogo brothers but dammit I actually super loved their performance. So cruel!!!!!

- Han Geng felt bad because Auju had said he wanted to be in a solo battle in the 3 vs 3 challenge, but he was put in the 5 vs. 5 battle and then this group performance, so Han Geng wanted to let him have the stage to perform his best. I thought it was a nice gesture, to let him have the stage to show off in the way he was most confident with, to let himself show himself at his best.

- Then Henry was like “what if we had Auju AND Yixing????”

- And then Boi Marble joined!!! Krumptastic

- Yixing said that even though krumpers look really fierce, that aside from the krump, all of them are lil cuties uwu.

- Team Nelson having fun with Hanfu was so cute! :D Sometimes with the non-Chinese contestants, I worry that they find the Chinese culture stuff tedious, because SDOC does try to fit as much culture in. So I’m glad to see that they’re at least finding a way to have fun. I wish I had such pretty hanfu to dress up in v.v

- I’ll be honest though, I don’t think Nelson’s team was very synchronized. He had a lot of very good individual dancers (Bouboo, Zyko, Lil Kev, that firepower is undeniable), but there were parts when I felt like all of the dancers were doing their own thing. Maybe the choreography was too subtle, or maybe the dancers themselves had slightly different rhythms.

- Acky-san giving red pockets to his team, but instead of money, he wrote them letters in different languages T_T

- A full popping team is risky move, but it paid off. Everybody was popping so everybody was dancing to their strength. Compare that to some of the other teams, where there were some dancers who clearly were lagging because they were dancing to a style they were very comfortable with. In addition, the visual style of the performance was fresh and fun. Their costumes were very wacky and fun to look at, and their performance exuded the kind of fun vibes where you felt like you wanted to join them.

- Out of the captains who’d lost their challenges, they would have to battle each other in a round robin style tournament. First place would get to keep two of their "pending” members, and second place would get to keep one.

- Yixing got up SO FAST when Tell Me started playing. I didn’t know this song before so I looked it up and it is a bop haha.

- Yixing dancing along uwu I don’t know the name of this song but it was the second song in the Ibuki vs. Liangliang battle.

- AC vs. Ibuki dancing to It’s Raining Men was A LOT of fun, particularly because everybody including the spectators knew the song haha.

- The first place winner was Nelson who was able to save Tengzai and Lil Kev and the second place winner was AC who could only choose one person to save, and AC chose Fanfan.

- Ma Xiaolong and Huang Xiao comforting Ibuki because she couldn’t save her team members :(

- Ahh I’m going to miss Yuri because she was so cute and fun. AC apologized for not being able to save her :( Gonna miss u bb ;(

- I liked Latrice too T_T Hated to see her go :(

- Brats playing with the microphones. They basically disassembled their standing microphones and waved the part around even after Han Geng already told Yibo not to lmao.

- So this section was supposed to be the captains’ opportunity to tell the dancers what kind of team they were looking to put together. Yixing was so surprised because Han Geng and Yibo had very simple and short statements (though it took a while for Han Geng to get to his point), because the boy deadass prepared a speech. Of course he did.

- Yang Kai said that his speech sounded like a motivational speech from a boss at work. That’s exactly what it is.

- Apparently Henry also prepared a speech XD

- So from what I understand, the captains will recruit a team that they think represents their style. Afterwards, the dancers who have not been chosen will get to choose their team based on which captain’s style they like. I think that’s how it works, we’ll see if I’m right lol.

- Henry trying to gleam information X3 Yibo just deals with the pressure by smiling and shaking his head. Dare I say this is the first time I’ve seen Yibo look shy??????? It’s cuuuute.

- Since the cubicles don’t have ceilings, Henry was like someone could be watching me!

- Nosy housecat in training

- Yibo and Henry and Han Geng were playing mind games being like “oh, you picked Poppin’C? And Yixing fell for the trick ^^;; Luckily he was not allowed to change his answer so at least he’s not going to make a change he regrets lol.

- All of the dancers Yixing picked were not picked by anyone else so he was quite lucky.

- Han Geng had three of his choices matching with Henry or Yibo.

- Henry has no idea how to recruit dancers so he just ends up singing love songs. Of course.

- Zyko’s loyal dude XD I can see why Han Geng is a safe choice though. Han Geng is low on the theatrics, so if I was a low key guy like Zyko, I’d probably feel less pressure being on his team. I could just focus on dance and not on entertaining the cameras.

- I can see why Nelson would go with Yibo. Yibo is quiet but he’s serious and focused and more importantly they both confirmed that they are competitors.

- Henry and Han Geng both chose Ibuki. Here Han Geng is patiently waiting/spying while Ibuki and Henry have their interview.

- Then he was offered a ladder and Geng-ge became the biggest gremlin lmao.

- Yixing the good little helper.

- C U T I E

- When Han Geng was having his interview with Ibuki, he locked the ladder in his own room and kept the key. Then he stole the keys from all the other rooms and gave them to Henry XD Actual troll-ge.

- Ibuki chose Han Geng in the end.

- So all of the people Henry chose picked other captains. This frame lmfao.

- I think last season Yixing had tons of trouble recruiting dancers to his team. In the hotpot preview he said he was super lax about this year and it worked in his favour.

#thinking out loud #cvariety #street dance of china #screencaps

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