#hello mocha vessel

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ANJO NALA CAME HOME ON MY NEW ACCOUNT AND SO DID GETIAN WE LOVE UOU GUSY

[vecnawrites]

A Slimy Perversion, Chapter 2: Harriet's Possession

Harriet Bree was out and about, and unfortunately, she managed to catch the attention of a certain slime...

Harriet Bree was steaming. She hated her job at times, working for the Schnee Family. Okay, the mother and two daughters weren’t too bad, but the father and son...the less said, the better, to be honest.

That didn’t mean it was all sunshine and rainbows, though, since Weiss, the middle child of the Schnee family, had asked her to go and pick up something that she had neglected to earlier in the day, and it was too late for her to be out.

Leaving Harriet walking in a rage. Sure, she wasn’t at any risk of being attacked with her training, but that didn’t mean that she wanted to be going around and fucking about in this part of town at this time of night!

“I don’t know why the hell do I have to come out to this part of town, at this hour, simply because little miss full of herself can’t be bothered to do it herself or, I don’t know, ask someone to go earlier in the day!?” she growled out in a rage as she headed for the small little bookshop that the girl had ordered some risque novels from.

She wasn’t shaming the girl, she had a vibrator and several web pages secretly bookmarked on her scroll for her own enjoyment, but Harriet did not appreciate being made to come out near nine at night to go and pick up porn novels for a repressed white haired heiress!

As she stalked down the street, she was so angry that she failed to notice the figure peeking out of the alleyway next to her, looking at her, their form radiating interest.

~

Neo followed her new prey, seeing how stuck up and no nonsense the woman seemed to be, making her perfect for her next meal~

Creeping along behind her, she found her target walking into a bookstore, making her pause, knowing that her newest vessel would be coming out soon enough. She knew that the stores would be closing soon enough. So she settled into wait.

It wasn’t long before the mocha skinned woman came out, still scowling as she held a wrapped package underneath her arm as she walked down the street, leaving her to follow slowly and carefully behind her.

~

After some time, she watched as her prey stop at a health food store and pull buy one of those disgustingly healthy shakes that athletes and health nuts drank, bringing it out and sitting down, cracking it open and taking a deep drink.

Neo smirked. Perfect. Now she just needed her distracted for a few moments…

Brrrrriiiinnnnggg!

As though the very world itself was on her side, the woman’s scroll rang, making her set her drink down with an agitated look as she pulled it out, her face pinching in anger as she opened it.

“Hello?” she asked, her voice tense, meaning that it was Neo’s time to shine. She crept forwards, hearing faint chatter through the scroll, hearing the woman growl as she collapsed her form and slipped closer, moving up and slipping up and into her half empty drink, compressing herself as she absorbed the liquid and allowed herself to meld with it, going completely invisible to the naked eye.

~

Harriet sighed angrily, rubbing her nose and pinching it between her fingers. “Yes, princess, I picked up your raunchy books on time. I’m on my way back now.” she half listened to the sputtered excuses, before she sighed. “Give me twenty minutes and I’ll be back and you can read these and rub yourself silly as you go to sleep. Be back soon.” huffing, Harriet closed her scroll, knowing that she’d likely get ‘threatened’ when she saw the heiress next, though she knew that it wouldn’t be serious.

Sighing, she knew that she better hurry, so she grabbed her protein shake and knocked it back, throat bobbing as she swallowed the thick mixture, a small part of her thinking that it seemed thicker than normal, but passed it off as stress.

Standing, she tossed the empty container into the trash next to her and grabbed the package of books before she started making her way back to the Schnee family manor, completely unaware of what now rested in her belly...what was slowly working it’s way through her stomach lining and into the rest of her body.

~

After getting a cute ‘threat’ from a flustered and highly embarrassed Weiss, one that Harriet was highly amused by, the mocha skinned woman made her way back to her room and started changing for an early night. She was feeling rather hot for some reason, and forwent her pajamas, standing in her room in only her cotton panties, showing off her lithe, slim body to the nonexistent eyes in her room.

Falling back onto her bed, Harriet smirked a bit as her tits jiggled lightly, wondering why she felt so warm.

She debated getting under her blanket, but the mere thought of being underneath it made her cringe as she lay back, closing her eyes and doing her best to fall asleep. Everyone knew better than to come into her bedroom unannounced, so it wasn’t like she was going to give anyone a show.

~

Harriet Bree’s nearly nude body tossed and turned on her bed, her brow furrowed as she sweat profusely, her body shining with sweat under the dim light of the moon.

As the clock struck midnight, Harriet’s eyes opened, her eyes having changed, one of the a lighter shade of pink than normal, the other a chocolate brown, her lips pulling up in a wicked smirk as she hopped up off the bed, amused at the lack of jiggle her body had.

Strutting over to the mirror that was placed by the closet, Neo looked over her newest vessel with a critical eye, frowning at how small her tits were, how flat and muscled her ass was. And the less said about her style of undergarments, the better! Gray cotton? Outrageous!

But her looks could easily be rectified with a little help from her. Focusing, she started using her powers, breaking muscle fibers back down into fat and starting to move it around to help the body become something that people would lose their cool over!

Slowly, her vessel’s ass went from firm and toned to soft, plump, and jiggly, the panties that had been modestly cupped to it now visibly straining to hold the new bulk contained within, even being somewhat visible from the front.

Pushing her vessel’s chest out, possessed lips pulled into a smirk as her breasts began to swell, the small mounds ballooning outwards, getting fatter and more plump, growing several cup sizes in mere minutes, the mass filling them taken from her previously toned abdominal muscles and the excess fat attached to her sides, giving her body a noticeable hourglass figure.

A final touch was her lips plumping out, becoming much more prominent, kissable...cock sucking worthy.

Taking a new look over her vessel’s body, Neo smirked as she groped the woman’s brand new fat tits, smiling as she shuddered at the sensitivity, before glancing further down between her legs.

Seeing the unflattering panties stretched tightly against her mound, her face scrunched up in distaste as she reached down and ripped them clean off her body, tossing the offending garment away, giving her plump bare pussy an appraising look before turning around and sticking her new ass towards the mirror, giving it a wiggle and a shake, before popping her hips, smirking as the fat cheeks clapped against one another with the sound of a gunshot in the small bedroom.

Standing, she nodded to herself; her new vessel was to her satisfaction. But now? Her lips twisted into a devious smirk. Now it was time for her vessel to make a name for herself~

Opening her closet, she was annoyed that the woman had very little in what amounted to ‘sexy’ wear. Multiple versions of the outfit she had been wearing when she had gotten into her were hanging up in the closet, leaving her scowling as she looked at the row of identical clothes.

Opening her dresser, she was similarly disgusted at the lack of sexy underwear. Sports bras and cotton granny panties? She huffed, shutting the drawers in disgust.

She’d have to modify...her eyebrows shot upwards as she saw an outfit that was outright casual in the back. A tank top, suspenders, and miniskirt. It looked perfectly adequate and covering...if her vessel had it’s old proportions.

With a wicked smirk, she snagged it and began to dress. No underwear of course, if she had wanted underwear, she should have been like her last vessel and kept some sexy and slutty underwear in stock! But since all she had was annoying and boring ‘modest’ ones, she was going to give a lot of lucky people a wonderful show!

Taking a look at herself again in the mirror, Neo grinned. The entire underside of her vessel’s new tits were out, as well as the underside of her areola, the darker shade of brown teasingly visible, along with the whole of her trim belly and perfect hourglass figure.

The miniskirt was barely hanging on to her wide hips, a bountiful shelf of ass visible, the skirt itself barely covering half her ass cheeks, and anyone barely glancing down would see the entirety of her pussy visible to their eyes.

Striking a sexy pose, Neo blew a kiss to the mirror and turned around and walked towards the door, swinging her hips, opening it and stepping out, ready to make sure that Harriet Bree would be very well known by morning!

[mayraskywalker]

Hello! I’ve had this story in my head for a long while. And I finally wanna share! WARNING! This may be inappropriate for minors under 18! With that being said, enjoy this naughty story of our favorite sorcerers as teenagers. 🥰

CHAPTER ONE: VESSEL

An impatient white-haired young man, and an indifferent man sit at a bar. A coffee bar, that is.

The white-haired man, excited as can be, waves to the petite barista, who would sometimes stop what she’s doing to look back at the pair of handsome third-year students. Satoru Gojo is used to this kind of attention from girls, boys, men, women, and children alike…he is, after all, extremely good looking, in a boyish way. It also helps that he’s the inheritor of the 6 Eyes AND Limitless cursed techniques. So any stares coming his way are inevitable.

“Wave, Nanami. The pretty girl will put extra whipped cream in our drinks if we amuse her”, he says as he coyly smiles at the flustered barista.

“I ordered tea. Waving would be useless”, an annoyed Kento Nanami replies. He doesn’t even look up from the graphic novel he brought to the mission. Gojo knows Nanami dislikes him, but for the time being, he finds a certain type of amusement from the banter. They almost never get sent on missions alone together, since they both are from two different classes with different sensei’s, but they needed Gojo’s strength to protect Master Tengen’s prize, and Nanami is up for a Sorcerer Grade promotion, pending Gojo’s recommendation.

“I wonder what this one will be like. It’s been a good 70 years since the last vessel was chosen. I heard this one is a girl, and she’s a senior from Oxford Academy in LA. Master Tengen sure likes them young, huh? And a foreigner at that! I’m sure she had her whole life ahead of her. Her file says she’s an honor student, part of her school’s council, an amazing athlete, a proficient polyglot, and comes from a prestigious family. WHOA! Look Nanami, they own the third largest fishing port in California!” he places the open file right on top of the novel Nanami is reading.

Nanami groans and slides the folder off, then slowly places his book on the counter, making sure it stays open on the current page, and looks up at Gojo, “Yes, I read the file last night, although I’m surprised they didn’t attach a picture to this case. They usually give us detailed files, so as there won’t be any confusion. But I suppose it would be obvious to see a young, foreign girl walking into this secluded coffee bar.”

The barista walks over, flustered and whispering her shy words, “here you are, one iced Americano with hazelnut foam and extra whipped cream. And one black Oolong tea, hot.” Gojo lowers his shades, flashing his gorgeous blue eyes, batting his long white eyelashes, and gives her a wink. She practically squeals. Nanami rolls his eyes.

The scene was interrupted by the chime of the front door of the establishment opening. The barista and Gojo keep their eye contact, while Nanami looks over and sees a young woman, long dark brown hair, fair skin, and eyes like pools of honey, walk in and quickly close the door behind her. She’s no taller than 5’5, maybe 55 kg, and plump, mocha, pouty lips. She is wearing a high-waist leopard print skirt that loosely flows down to her calves, and a black, long-sleeved, fitted turtleneck. She’s carrying a cream leather tote and wearing knee high suede black boots. The cold, winter air momentarily penetrates the coffee shop, and blows in Nanami’s direction, rapidly flipping the pages of his book. For a second, he faintly caught the scent of her jasmine and vanilla perfume mixed with the smell of snow. “She’s here,” Nanami softly says as he stands, and tugs on his black uniform shirt, trying to smooth out any creases that may have formed while he sat. He adjusts his glasses as he feels his cheeks begin to warm.

Gojo swiftly turns, completely forgetting the flirty brunette who had just been the focus of his attention for the past 2 minutes. He unapologetically scans her up and down as she approaches. He stands straight, sticks his hands in his pant pockets, and with a smirk on his face says, “umm, aren’t you a little young for animal prints? Might give older men the wrong idea.” Nanami shoots him a death glare.

The young lady stands in silence for a second, one that seemed an eternity in this awkward situation. She looks straight into Gojo’s brilliant blue eyes, and without hesitation or a stutter, lightly scoffs and replies, “Aren’t you a little old for school boy outfits? Might give young girls the wrong idea.” Silence again, but then immediately broken as Gojo scratches his head with his right hand and giggles. “You’re a lively one. You do know why you’re here right?”

She shoots a playful smile back at him, and confidently says, “Yes. I’m here to die.”

Both Nanami and Gojo widen their eyes in disbelief as this 17 year old nonchalantly speaks her fate, without even so much as a flinch.

“Right, well, that’s rough,” exclaims Gojo, “sorry about that. But you know you can always just say no, right? You’re not being forced to do this. I certainly wouldn’t,” he continues, “I mean, yeah Tengen is cool, but not enough to die for them.”

“She’s not dying,” Nanami interrupts, “it’s more like a merger. Both their consciousness will still be fully intact, so they both know what’s going on. It will be her body, but MASTER Tengen will be calling the shots.” He made sure to emphasize the word MASTER, since Gojo so easily said it informally before.

Master Tengen is an immortal jujutsu sorcerer that has lived for over 1200 years. They are the source of the veil/curtain that’s protecting both Jujutsu High locations. They are powerful, but in order to stay alive, they have to switch vessels every couple of decades. But every time they do, it’s a very dangerous process.

The vessel must be young (18 years old to be exact), pure (a virgin of course), smart, and good-hearted. Also something about blood compatibility. A vessel is very rare to find, and of course there are also enemies of the jujutsu sorcerers that want to destroy Tengen and the schools. So every time a compatible vessel is found, high grade sorcerers take on the mission to safely deliver them to their destination. Usually, a vessel is of legal adult age when found. But this time, she was found at the age of 17, only 2 days shy of her 18th birthday.

That’s where Gojo and Nanami come in. They must both keep her under their protection until she is ready to merge with Tengen.

“They gave us enough money for food and necessary things,” Gojo says, “Unfortunately, since this is a super top secret mission, we aren’t allowed to go sightseeing. Sorry, princess. No tourist stops for you.”

“My name is Eleanor, NOT princess.” She rolls her eyes at Gojo and looks over to Nanami, who is looking down at her skirt. “Is there something down there that interests you?”

Nanami quickly looks back up at her, adjusts his glasses, and replies, “No, forgive me. My name is Kento Nanami. It’s a pleasure to meet you miss Eleanor.”

He bows once more, and Gojo follows suit. “The name is Satoru Gojo. You can call me Gojo, since I am your senior. Do you know how honorifics work here in Japan? Usually the youngest greet the eldest with a bow and ALWAYS talk formally. You speak pretty good Japanese. I heard you were a polyglot. How many languages do you know?”

“Gojo,” Nanami interrupts, “I think you need to cool it with the bombardment of questions? The girl just got off a 13 hour flight. How about we pick up some dinner, and head over to the hotel. I’m sure she wants to rest.”

“Riiiiiight,” Gojo casually comments, “I know a good sushi place just a block from where we are staying. You know how foreigners love sushi.”

“I’m actually not that hungry,” Eleanor exclaims. “I had a heavy lunch on the plane, and honestly, I kinda just want dessert. Does this coffee shop sell pastries?” She takes a quick look up at the menu.

“I’ll take a banana-nut bread, please. The boys will pay for it.” Gojo smiles at her and hands her a bill. Nanami looks at his watch, and the three head outside and into the car that picked up Eleanor from the airport. It was assigned to the trio by Jujutsu High, driver and all.

“By the way,” Nanami whispers to Eleanor as they walk out, “I like the print.”

[jenmyeons]

Favorite Fics 2019

hi hello it’s me your local mess. ok so this hit me on my way to work the other day and since it’s friday i feel like today is a good day to hopefully make someone’s day/night/weekend a little brighter? 

i love reading fanfics. periodt. there are lots of incredible writers out there on this site and other platforms who take time to write beautiful fics about the real people and characters and their emotional support kpop ladies and gentlemen to show their love and appreciation so i want to dedicate this to my favorite fics of this year. these fanfics are of varying lengths and genres but they all have two things in common 1) they were posted this year 2) i love them.

(most of these are exo but i have some other groups sprinkled in there too)

other favorite fics of mine can be found under my fic recs tag!

A Decade of Midnights by @chogi-wae 

queen of noir! grumpy chenneth! sexy detectives! murder mystery! do i even have to say anything else? oh yes! we also get coroner!baekhyun 

ps: jae has a sequel started for this with two parts already having me at the edge of my seat. i love all of jae’s writing but this one takes the cake

Enough by @yeoldontknow

anything kat touches turns golden and holy mother of everything that is self-love and reflection. this is a fic for all us sexy ladies with a body that doesn’t conform to what society has decided is “beautiful”. i can’t call myself plus size in any way but i do not have a flat tummy or legs for days or perky titties. quite the opposite; i’m a short lady with love handles, saggy tits and stomach rolls (yes we’re going tmi here but it’s important ok). park chanyeol is the opposite of that and he’s the best fucking man ever in this fic. he’s a muscle man but he’s a man with the biggest heart and he says “you have a cute butt” which is enough reason for you to read this. when i feel bad about myself, i think about enough and i become a little happier

Empty Vessels 

another yeoldontknow masterpiece! i stand by the statement that this is the best fic i have ever read. probably read this five times already and i think about it almost daily. junmyeon is a witch from salem and that’s only one of the many reasons for you to check this out and hopefully fall in love with it as much as i have. it’ll rip your heart out and stomp on it. dub me professional empty vessels promoter already kat!! 

Dichotomy by @kyungseokie

dia hurts you in the best possible way with this fic. bawl my eyes out every damn time i read this because fucking hell this is emotional investment and hearts broken and everything hurts and this is not your average love triangle where one guy is obviously worse than the other. NO! this can go either way and you just want everyone to be happy and baekhyun needs a hug!

Teacher’s Pet by @suhoerections

teacher junmyeon getting called daddy “threatening” to bend you over his desk and fuck you hard is a lot for a suhoe stan such as myself to think about but i’m not mad, just jorny.

Clouded by @mayrubyy

uhm yes do you want to cry some more? this is an emotional rollercoaster, you have been warned! this fic has great potential and it’s maya’s child and when the next part is posted you know shit will go down and ashjgff i have no words only love for both the author aka my baby and the fic itself🥺💖

Familiar Stranger by @myforeverforlife

love love love love LOVE familiar stranger! a beautiful story about reader losing all memories of the last five years due to an accident which includes her entire life with fiancé kim jongdae. dae is an angel, we all know that, but he’s somehow even more angelic as the most patient person ever in familiar stranger. this hits right in the feels (can you tell i love to read angst ahjdsf) and it’s not your usual wham bam thank you ma’am all-memories-recovered-in-five-seconds kind of situation either and i’m praying for another update of this because this is not just one of the best fics of this year but one of my favorites period.

Sunny Side Up by @dreaminghaos

i love everything fee writes with a burning passion y’all

this fic is everything everything everything!!! i can’t get enough of this fic and i probably never will get enough of it either because i love this pairing and i’m in love with struggling writer!jeonghan 

Magnetic by @softyexo 

did anyone say ceo!myeon? this is a recent love of mine. i read it just the other day and have been thinking about it non-stop since. absolutely in love with oc’s and junmyeon’s dynamic in this one and it feeds all my lovesickness for this man made of pure husband material. thanks for coming to this ted talk.

Hold on to silence by @dropsofletters

amazing! show stopping! incredibly unique! absolutely astonishing! idiots in love! omg i LOVE this one! yixing as chanhun’s manager is everything i didn’t know i needed and holy crap this is such a lovely story please read it and experience the feels™

Neon Moon by @kyungseokie

they were roleplaying! ROLEPLAYING!

Trauma by @baekwell--tart

dad and secret mafia man!byun falls in love with his babysitter after being an absolute asshole to her and oh my god i am so invested in this masterpiece. whenever bella updates trauma i yell. i’ve re-read this many times already and i continue to find new reasons why i love this story with my whole entire being

Mr. Byun

bella once again proving that she writes the most amazing bbh fics. angst and smut combined i swear i was a whole lot worked up with all the spice in this one and then i cried like a baby when it ended. have i told you that i’m a very emotionally stable person?🤡

Bedazzling Heart of Gold by @baekonsforbreakfast

i love this song! baekhyun gets dumped and falls in love with oc who runs one of the biggest hostess bars in all of sk and holy crap you just love everyone in this fic. even that one character who you feel like you should hate but kind of still empathize with on a deeply emotional level. no? just me? ok then. i love you belle and i hope you know how much i enjoy your writing💗

Mr. Muscles by @chogi-wae

short and sweet drabble about oc biting jun’s bicep. no but for real i’ve read this one countless times and i just love a domestic jun so go ahead and read duality and dyson as well because nobody writes cute domestic fluff like jae ilysm

Money Makes Her Smile by @ninibears-erigom

mrs gom has written one of the dirtiest but also loveliest smut series of 2019. jongdae’s part was posted yesterday and holy fuck i have never read better jongdae smut ever i think

Business Before Pleasure by @pcychedelic

actor minseok! i repeat: actor minseok!

they get down and dirty in like the second chapter and i’m in love. not because of the obvious spiciness but because the amazing portrayal of minseok in this fic. love a strong female character? then you will love oc too!

High Voltage by @skyesins

SIN! THIS IS SIN! I LOVED EVERY SINGLE PART OF THIS FIC AND PART TWO IS EVEN BETTER!

there’s also the original ofc version on asian fanfics for those who aren’t into reader inserts and it’s just as good! 

Literally every single aesthetic that @kpop-daze has written but some favorites include exo as broken love / exo as ephemeral tenderness /  exo as fleeting heartbreak 

Unfitting by @heechulhamster

SOLDIER MINSEOK SOLDIER MINSEOK SOLDIER MINSEOK that is all

no wait... this has real descendants of the sun vibes and i love it so much can i have a soldier!xiu por favor

Fire and Frost by @writing-exo-things

queen of drabbles! i love every single one of them but this one is next level™ i cried like a baby this is truly amazing!!!

Take Care by @omyeol 

 g o d i felt this fic on a deeply spiritual and emotional level 

False Hope by @pastel-kpop

i hate you and i love you for writing this it still hurts reading this like YES MAKE ME HURT AYESHA THEY ARE IDIOTS 

Mocha by @stainandscribble  

the whole café series is lovely but mocha and espresso really stuck out to me i’m so soft for the whole aesthetic of these! 

ever imagined that jackson wang is your date to your brother’s wedding? well @softseunies did and it turned out fucking amazing! what i love the most is that it’s very open for interpretation and of course jackson is always a mood when will he be my date and mayhaps potential bf at the wedding of the brother i don’t have?

little forest by @myforeverforlife

I LOVE THIS! DO YOU HEAR ME?! L O V E THIS!

not his to love by @boogerines

can you hear me sobbing? this hurts so much let me go back to crying over this again after i re-read this for the nth time

this blurb right here is adorable @sprinklesofktrash did that!

wild valley by @fairyyeols

wild valley is that bitch™ and that’s all i have to say i live and breathe for this installation of exo customs my favorite, in fact

blossoms in the wind by @marshmallow-phd

don’t @ me but this goblin!au with junmyeon as the goblin and baekhyun as the grim reaper is more intriguing than the drama and that’s saying a lot but i cry with every new chapter ohmygoddddd

wrong number by @yeoldotcom

i’m a hoe for fake texts and zee makes the best ones🥺🥺🥺🥺

also love love love bf!jun in food buddies

break up with me by @exoangst

don’t mind me i’m just crying in a corner as i read this for the millionth time and cry over how well written oc is and how fucking amazing that breakup scene is like has anyone done it like that before? maybe, idk but this is the only one that counts 

[wrennix062]

Let's get personal:

• 6 of the songs you listen to most?

You’ll Be Back (Hamilton), Car Radio (TØP Vessel), Soldier Poet King (The Oh Hellos), IDK You Yet (Alexander 23), Lemons (Brye), S.L.U.T (Bea Miller)

• If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

Thomas Sanders

• Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

"Her smile faded, her chest tightened, and heavy blanket of anguis smothered her smallest joy."

• What do you think about most?

Whether or not the world exists

• What does your latest text message from someone else say?

Goodnight

• Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

With

• What's your strangest talent?

Uhm, I can identify any bird based on a picture (not that great a talent)

• Girls... (finish the sentence) Boys... (finish the sentence)

Girls are handsome. Boys are beautiful.

• Ever had a poem or song written about you?

Not that I know of

• When was the last time you played the air guitar?

Earlier tonight (i was listening to the phineas and ferb theme song)

• Do you have any strange phobias?

Agoraphobia (fear or large spaces/rooms, I always hated gym class)

• Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

One of those round flat LEGO dots

• What's your religion

I don't have one specific, though I lean towards a philosophy known as the Dao De Jing

• If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

Birding

• Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

Behind.

• Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

Twenty Øne Pilots

• What was the last lie you told?

That I practiced piano

• Do you believe in karma?

It depends.

• What does your URL mean?

Pidgeon refers to Pidge Gunderson from Voltron Legendary Defender, 11206 is my favorite number

• What is your greatest weakness and strength?

Weakness - Emotions Strength - Music/Art/Writing

• Who is your celebrity crush?

Bex Taylor-Klaus

• Have you ever gone skinny-dipping?

No

• How do you vent your anger?

Writing angst

• Do you have a collection of anything?

Tiny screwdrivers

• Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Honestly it doesn't really matter. As long as I'm able to talk to them and hear them, I'm good.

• Are you happy with the person you've become?

More or less.

• What's a sound you hate vs a sound you love?

Hate - hail on my window or roof Love - pencil tapping

• What's your biggest "what if"?

What if the world as we know it doesn't exist and we are all living an illusion surrounded by other illusions that act as if they understand reality?

"I think, therefore I am."

• Do you believe in ghosts? What about aliens?

Ghosts, more or less. Aliens, absolutely. There is a vast and ever growing space beyond our knowledge, there is no way we're the only planet capable of harboring life.

• Stick your right arm out. What do you feel first? The same with your left arm.

Right - my nightstand Left - my wall

• Smell the air. What do you smell?

My dogs

• What's the worst place you have ever been to?

A mental hospital, visiting a family member. (No, it wasn't an insane asylum, this family member was dealing with suicidal thoughts and tendencies.)

• Choose - East or West coast?

East.

• Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

I am all genders and none, but of my opposite sex would be Shawn Mendes

• To you, what is the meaning of life?

There is none. You wake up, do things daily, go to sleep, and repeat until you die. You aren't meant to do things differently, some people are just considered better than others and actually make an impact.

• Define Art.

A way for others to interpret an individual's self expression

• Do you believe in luck?

Yes. The universe doesn't treat people the same all the time.

• What's the weather like right now?

It's storming outside, lots of thunder and lightning and rain.

• What time is it?

At the time of writing this question, 12:10 am

• Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

No, I don't drive.

• What was the last book you read?

"The Mysterious Benedict Society"

• Do you like the smell of gasoline?

Absolutely not.

• Do you have any nicknames?

One of my friends refers to me as Remus because I remind her of Remus from Sanders Sides

• What was the last film you saw?

"After The Dark" otherwise known as "The Philisphers"

• What's the worst injury you've had?

Between spraining my wrist and getting a two inch split on my scalp

• Have you ever caught a butterfly?

No, but I have held one and walked with it without it flying away

• Do you have any obsessions right now?

Chemical Engineering, learning Italian, Philosophy

• What's your sexual orientation?

Asexual - Panromantic

• Ever had a rumor spread about you?

Yes

• Do you believe in magic?

Not really, no (but I do believe in the paranormal)

• Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

The only person I know has done me wrong gaslighted me and made me believe it was my fault, so no

• What's your astrological sign?

Aquarius

• Do you save money or spend it?

Depends on if we're talking about video games or real life

• What's the last thing you purchased?

Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha

• Love or Lust?

Lust is fake. I will always and forever choose love

• In a relationship?

Nope

• How many relationships have you had?

Four

• Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

No

• Where were you yesterday?

At home

• Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

An old toy vault that I got at a book fair

• Are you wearing socks right now?

No

• What's your favorite animal?

It's between a lion, a snake, or a coral polyp

• What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

Use a super cheesy dad joke, it always makes everyone laugh

• Where is your best friend?

At home

• Give me your top five favorite blogs on Tumblr

Idk I don't really follow any blogs

• What is your heritage?

Italian, Danish, Norwegian, English

• What were you doing last night at 12:00 am?

Writing fanfiction

• What do you think is Satan's last name?

Grovum (don't ask me why)

• Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

I tried, I hated it

• Are you the kind of friend you want to have as a friend?

Not really, no

• You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss told you that if you are late on more time, you get fired. What do you do?

If I'm late all the time, it means I don't wanna be there. I'll search for my dream job, but right now there is an innocent life at stake and I can do something about it.

• You are at the doctor's office and she has just informed you that you have one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone that you're going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

a) I tell my closest family and friends. I want them to be there for me, but if I tell anyone I'm not close with, they will only pity me.

b) I will spend the rest of my time eating chocolate, drinking coffee like it's soup, and blending waffles, because doing something weird is doing something fun.

c) Not at all. Death is an inevitable concept. I would be sad, I would be angry, but I would not be afraid. There isn't a point to being scared of something you can't avoid.

• You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

I choose love. Living life without loving another person, whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial, would be torture. And for me, love is the same as trust, but trust is not the same as love.

• What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

"Sincerely Me" from Dear Evan Hansen

• What are the last four digits of your cell phone number?

9286

• In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

Equality.

• How can I win your heart?

Chocolate, a Ferris wheel ride at night, and accepting my sexual orientation.

• Can insanity have more creativity?

No. Creativity is always in the back of your mind. The same is with darker creativity. Insanity just brings it to the forefront or makes you act on it.

• What is the single best decision you have made in your life?

I decided that self harm doesn't help. I'm glad I did, or I could have landed myself in a hospital.

• What size shoes do you wear?

8 1/2

• What quote would be written on your tombstone?

"Life is a locked door. Death is the key.

Death is a locked door. Life is the key."

• What is your favorite word?

Infinitesimal

• Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word heart.

Red mixed with black and white.

• What is a saying you say a lot?

What can you do when you live in a shoe

• What is the last song you listened to?

"Heavydirtysoul"

• Basic question, what is your favorite color?

Green

• What is your current desktop picture?

Hogwarts castle

• If you could press one button and make anyone in the world explode, who would it be?

*thinks to self* does my sleep paralysis demon count..?

• What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on?

It's not a matter of which question, it's a matter of who's asking it

• One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn the light on to find you are surrounded by mummies. The mummies arent really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What do you do?

Offer them some toilet paper, maybe they're here because the ones at the supermarket are still sold out.

• You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they grant you a superpower if your choice. What is that power?

Shapeshifting

• You can re-live any point in time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half hour experience would you like to experience again?

My first time watching the first scene in IT.

• You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

Fighting with both of my best friends

• You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

None. I'm asexual.

• You just got a free plane ticket anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Venice, Italy

• Do you have any relatives in jail?

No

• Have you ever thrown up in the car?

Yes

• Ever been on a plane

No

• If the whole word we're listening to you right now. what would you say?

F**k Donald Trump

[winsister91]

Alone Time

Summary: Castiel and reader take some time alone on the drive back to Bobby’s.

Characters: Castiel x Reader (Sam, Dean and Bobby mentioned)

Word Count: 1013

Warning: Language, fluff

A/N: I wanted to write a lil something to celebrate Misha’s birthday. So here’s a silly, birthday themed, fluffy drabble/convo between Cas and Reader

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You wake up. The car engine growls and the vibrations make your butt feel numb. Cas' eyes are fixed firmly on the road ahead. You stretch your arms out with a long yawn.

“Hey,” you say with a sleepy smile.

“Hello,” he smiles but stays focused ahead of him.

You look at your watch, squinting your eyes to see through the fog of sleep. It's 7.25 am. You'd been on the road for 24 hours now.

“Jeez, Cas don't you want to swap and take a break?” You ask slightly shocked.

“I'm okay, I find driving quite therapeutic,” he states, “I don't need to sleep either.”

“That's great but, why are we even driving?” you laugh, “You could just zap us back to Bobby's surely?”

“Yes. But I enjoy this... it allows us some time alone,” he nods. “You mean time away from Sam and Dean?” you chuckle.

“Their comments and supposed advice can get tiresome,” he responds bluntly, “Like how they said sanitary products would be a suitable birthday present.”

“They're just teasing babe,” you laugh and reassure, “And jealous, trust me. The only girls Dean can get are cheap skanks and Sam...he just keeps sleeping with monsters.”

You pull a grimacing face at that statement, causing Cas to stifle a laugh.

“Man,” you rub your eyes, removing little gunks of sleep from the corners, “I could murder for a coffee...”

“You would take a life for a caffeinated beverage?” Cas asks in shock and concern.

“It's a phrase honey,” you laugh, placing a hand on his thigh, “It just means I really want a coffee, and well...there's nothing around to provide.”

You gesture to the sparse, empty road stretching out over the horizon and breathe a heavy sigh.

“Okay,” Cas nods, “Would you please hold the wheel?”

With that, he vanishes.

“Shit!!!” you squeal, grabbing the steering wheel and trying to keep the car from swerving. You're so happy the road is so empty because you were doing a pretty terrible job from this position.

Unclipping your seatbelt, you jump into the driver's seat, taking deep breaths to slow your crazy heart rate. You ease on the brakes and pull over to a rolling stop.

“Cas!?” you yell to the thin air, throwing your head back into the headrest and gasping. You laugh somewhat too, “Where'd you go!?”

Minutes pass and you start to debate whether you should continue the drive and start worrying. As you motion to turn the key in the ignition, a breeze blows through your hair followed by the sound of fluttering wings. He appears in the passenger seat, two take-out coffee cups in hand.

“What the hell Cas?” you laugh, gesturing at the steering wheel.

“I got you your favorites, mocha with whipped cream and a latte with a hazelnut shot, I was unsure which you would have preferred in this moment,” he holds the two cups out, making you blush and laugh in disbelief simultaneously.

“You're adorable, thank you,” you coo, taking both cups and a little sip from each. Both are perfect, “Try not to fly off and leave me in the wrong seat of a moving car next time please?”

“I'm sorry,” he bows his head in guilt, “I didn't realize how long it would take the barista to formulate the drinks.”

You lean forward, planting a kiss on his lips. He hums pleasantly, kissing back delicately.

“C'mon, let's keep going,” you say cheerily, “I'm afraid you'll have to carry on driving. I got two perfect coffees to enjoy.”

“No problem,” he beams proudly. His hand touches your arms and in a flash, you have switched seats. You giggle, leaning back and sipping away at your cups of joe watching the world drive by.

°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。

“When's your birthday Cas?” you tilt your head curiously.

“I...don't have one,” he answers hesitantly, “You-you're not going to buy me tampons are you?”

You laugh, deciding not to dignify that with an answer, “Come on, I know you angels have been around a while but you must know when you were born?” “I wasn't...'born' per say, I was created,” he explains, “This was long before the concepts of calendars came to be known.”

“Huh... valid point,” you nod, “Well, we need to give you a birthday. I need a day where I can spoil you.”

“Why would you want to do that?” he asks confused, “That would degrade my current condition surely?”

You snort, coffee you had just drunk almost spurting out of your nose, “Another phrase, sorry. I mean...a day just for you. I can just celebrate the fact you exist and...thank you for it I guess?”

He narrows his eyes, struggling to understand.

“Just pick a day,” you order in a mock demanding voice, “When would you like a birthday Cas?”

“Well...Jimmy, my vessel, his birthday was July 10th?” he shrugs.

“No Cas that's his birthday! It has to mean something to you! How about...the day you first came to earth or something?”

“August 20th.”

“Is that when you came down?”

“It's the day I met you.”

You widen your eyes, a strange feeling strikes your chest. Like your heart just broke in the most adorable way. You don't know what to say.

“Is...is that okay?” he asks with a face of worry, noticing your silence.

“That's...perfect,” your voice breaks a little and lean over to kiss him on the cheek, “But...why?”

Cas stops the car, pulling back into the side of the road. He takes your coffees, placing them on the dash, and cups your face into a deep kiss. His lips are soft and gentle, moving over yours wondrously and leaving you feeling light headed. He looks at you, those cool blue pools of eyes looking deep into yours.

“I've lived for thousands of millennia, but the day I met you means more to me than any of the others.”

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[acupwithkaley-blog]

fitness...whole slice of pizza in my mouth

Let me be reeeeal honest right now. I’m one of the most gym-challenged people out there. I pretty much have sticks for arms so there goes any powerlifting on the horizon and my favorite form of cardio is walking through the Dollar Spot at Target 23 times in a row. I never really played any sports growing up and I admit that it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for me to hit up fast food spots 3 times a day. My average meal plan in high school consisted of an occasional quick run through McDonald’s for an iced mocha (extra whip) and a McMuffin meal in the AM, a full order of Pizza Hut breadsticks and a huge slice or two of pepperoni for lunch and two Cheesy Gordita Crunches and a large order of nachos ala Taco Bell for dinner. Aaand probably a Dr. Pepper or two at each meal. Not to mention the chips, candy bar and additional soda from the vending machines for a midday snack. This kind of eating was pretty consistent for me as a kid. My sweet mom would try to cook for me but guess who wouldn’t DREAM of eating grilled chicken or, Lord help us, vegetables that weren’t drenched in Big Mac sauce? This girl. I lived off of French fries and inordinate amounts of sugar for years and at the time, I remember thinking to myself, “Wow, I don’t gain any weight, this is great, I can just eat like this forever, now can I supersize that?!” Fast forward 10 years later uh, that thought process didn’t hold up. Hello, slower metabolism! I’ve always had a slight build–in fact, I was so boney, I was constantly teased about having an eating disorder. {that's another blog post for another time.} This led me to falsely believe genetics would be on my side forever. Can you guess what started changing right after high school? 🙄 This year, I’ve finally committed to making a change and maintaining a healthier lifestyle. Y'all, this is so far beyond just changing the way you look. I admit that’s part of it–dreams of working a bikini with rock hard abs on a beach with my husband tend to dance through my head from time to time. But for me, it’s more about the way I FEEL. Over the past 3 months, I’ve become way more energetic, light on my feet, improved my skin and overall “glow”, and, lets face it, I’m less moody! Endorphins are a beautiful thing. Since hitting my heaviest weight just over a year ago, I’m officially down almost 20 pounds. It may not sound like a lot but man, I sure feel it! No more sluggishness, no more feeling…well, for lack of a better word, gross. I think there’s a lot to be said for that. When you feel good, you look good. The self-esteem boost and sense of empowerment is real. That’s not to say any of this has been easy. There are days the thought of the elliptical makes my head spin. I’m often tired, sore, not in the right mindset or just plain over it. Let’s be real, a bucket of fried chicken will always sound better than a salad. Occasionally, I literally have to force myself off the couch, suck down a few cups of coffee and remind myself that I’m worth it. There’s really nothing more important than your health, y'all. {But seriously, aIl you have to do is look at a few pictures of peak Britney Spears’ bod and that’s the little extra push you need.} My whole point in all this is that I sincerely hope I can help inspire others to make the changes they need, no matter how small, to improving their overall health and well-being. Please ladies, do NOT be intimidated by change. Don’t feel embarrassed to be seen at the gym. You’re supposed to sweat. You’re supposed to look like a hot mess. You only have ONE body. Take care of it. It’s the only place you have to live. Seriously. Let that sink in. This is your HEALTH. Your LIFE. It’s not just about the size of your jeans. This isn’t about what other people think of you. This isn’t about fitting into a new dress or looking like that photoshopped actress on the cover of Cosmo. This is literally about your quality of life. For some, this could be a matter of life or death. You won’t ever be as young again as you are today. Why are we so quick to stop caring about ourselves? The body you’re in right now is the only vessel you have. You CAN do this. You CAN change. You ARE worth it. Confidence and well-being are so, so important. Again, your health is so, so important! Take a look at yourself. Right now. Run to a mirror and look. If you can say you are 100 % happy with where you’re at, I applaud and admire you. If you don’t feel like you are the best version of yourself, become it. Start the process. At the risk of sounding way too harsh, only you are responsible for you. If you’re miserable, you can’t blame anyone but yourself. Get moving. No matter how slow you go, you’re still lapping everybody on the couch. And no matter how many times you said you were going to stop eating junk food and ended up at Burger King the next day…so what? It’s never too late to start now. You can’t get the butt you want by sitting on it. ;) Exercise that will-power. Prove to yourself that you can. Heck, if you don’t feel like you can, prove yourself wrong! I don’t work out because I hate my body. I work out because I love it. I love me. I love my life. I’m no beast in the gym. I’m uncoordinated, I have shockingly weak legs and I’m slower than molasses on the treadmill. But I’m trying. I’m changing. I’m improving. I’m exceeding my goals. I’m feeling better about myself each day. And I am so, so happy. Like I said before, chase that happiness, girl. You deserve it. You are so much stronger than you realize. You have self-control. Use it. Defy peoples opinions of you. Defy the opinion you have of yourself. Push harder than you did yesterday if you want a different tomorrow. When you feel like quitting, remember why you started in the first place. Repeat it to yourself until it's drilled into your brain. Tape a picture of that bikini to the mirror if you need to. Good health is the most obvious sign of your self-respect, self-love and self-worth. If you don’t show it to yourself, how can you expect others to show it to you? Love yourself. Respect the body that has been given to you because this is the ONLY life you have. Today is another chance to get it right. Kick that booty into gear, sister.