#i am feeling so shit i have gotten so little actual sleep i just kept getting woken up by shit over and over and over

[mossy-rot]

why does not eating make your brain like that. i'll spend the whole day thinking shit like no one would miss me if i was dead and then i have a little treat and suddenly i am a person again. why

[devotedlyandrogynousyouth]

I am OBSESSED with mean!Jason Todd. I just imagine him saving you from doing something he thinks is really stupid, like walking alone in Gotham after dark and then just being downright mean about it after he takes you home. Unf. Obsessed.

EJEUGDAKAM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH OVER THIS OMG♥️♥️♥️ tysm for the request!

Mean! Jason Todd (Part 2)

Sensitive Subjects: Smut, anal (kinda blurring the lines of noncon...?), a probably toxic situationship

Mean! Jason Todd who has some weird situationship with you. After you hooked up the first time, it just kinda kept going. Do you love him? You aren't sure. Does he love you? Probably not, but he gets possessive as hell regardless.

"What was that shit about?" He took you to a bar before coming back to his apartment once before it became a regular occurance. His face was twisted into that usual scowl and broad arms crossed over his chest. But, oh, how that look gave you some butterflies.

"Him?" You glance over at the guy you'd previously been chatting with a few moments ago through the loud, crowded bar. "He's just a friend." Of course you were telling the truth: the sex with Jason was just too good to pass up by sleeping with somebody else or getting into a serious relationship.

"My ass." An immediate scoff was his biggest reaction. And, to be fair, that's probably the least jealous thing you could've gotten out of him: the guy could've ended up beaten to a pulp on the sidewalk if Jason saw fit. "Come on, let's get out of here."

Mean! Jason Todd who didn't know you worked the late shift at said bar and thought you were just blowing him off for some other guy when you said you were busy. So, when he saw you walking home from your shift down the shady alleys of Gotham nearing 2 AM, he was pissed.

A quick, forceful grab is all you could feel as a broad, muscled figure approached from behind. There wasn't much you could even do other than thrash and claw at his biceps. "Quit your fucking squirming!" Wait, Jason?

Your head was barely able to turn and place him into view, but, surprisingly, you weren't being kidnapped and it was just your situationship. "What the hell are you doing?" His grip loosens slightly after a moment, allowing you to push yourself away from his chest and arms and back down to your feet.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you know what could happen walking out here this late?" Jason is practically screaming at this point, the sound reverberating off the brick walls of shady Gotham apartments. "Or are you trying to get yourself kidnapped?"

Mean! Jason Todd who practically drags you back to his apartment after, absolutely seething with anger and... Worry? No. You wouldn't dare call it that. Not yet, anyway... Maybe something closer to a jealousy. Maybe he was just still jealous of some hypothetical guy you didn't even have plans with.

"What the actual hell did you think you were doing? Do you know how unsafe it is to be walking near Crime Alley at night?" The door is immediately slammed behind him when he takes you back to his apartment. "Look, if you're blowing me off for some other guy, that's fine. But if you're seriously dumb enough to think that I would be okay with you out by yourself regardless, you need to think again."

"Jay, I was just coming home from-" You start, putting down your work bag on his crappy coffee table like you usually do.

"No, don't give me that shit. You were coming home from a little boy toy's place, weren't you?" He's already on his way to grab the bottle of whiskey from the cabinet next to his fridge. "Should've known you'd be just as much of a slut as she was. Hell, a dumb one at that."

Mean! Jason Todd who doesn't even feel bad as he sees you get a little misty eyed. Or maybe he does... It ws really hard to tell when you could barely see through the tears welling up in your beautiful eyes.

Mean! Jason Todd who really ends up getting on your nerves after the first half hour of arguing. There was nowhere to back away to when he came up and towered over you in his dingy, quiet apartment. And so, you did what you could.

"Oh yeah? Well maybe if that greedy little cunt of yours wasn't begging for attention-" Jason wasn't even yelling anymore. In fact, he'd resorted to slut shaming you only ten minutes into the fight.

And then, a loud slap. Your hand stung. A lot. So did his face, probably. And before you could even think about how to apologize or get yourself out of the situation, Jason is picking you up, hauling you over his shoulder, and carrying you to his bedroom.

Mean! Jason Todd who absolutely tortures you as soon as you're in his bedroom. Sure, you'd both had some pretty rough sex before, but he's never been quite as unhinged as he is right now.

"Look at this cunt..." A light slap to your bare clit as he kneels between your legs. "So fucking wet... You're already dripping." Jason cant help but let out a light scoff. In all honesty, it was probably closer to a sadistic laugh. "Is this all for me, or is it just some other guy's leftovers?"

Mean! Jason Todd who knows for a fact that you're not a huge fan of anal. So, even if you did sleep with somebody else (which he's starting to realize wasn't the case), then at least that tight little hole would be unused.

You couldn't help but shiver slightly as you felt him rub the cold lube on your tight, unused hole. At least he had the 'kindness' to get you all wet before trying to bully his thick, long cock into you. "Jay, I can't-"

"Really? You 'can't'?" He actually laughs at you this time as he slides his thick, dripping tip between your cheeks. "Maybe you should've thought of that before going to get some other guy's dick wet."

Mean! Jason Todd who decides to make you forget every other guy you could possibly think of by pulling as many orgasms out of you as possible. You literally have to beg him to stop by the end of it. Your clit feels like its on fire and you can barely move your legs, but, God, that was probably the best sex you'd ever have.

Mean! Jason Todd who, despite how upset he wants to be with you, is absolutely smothering you with aftercare. He's always made sure that you're alright after hooking up, but this time was just a little more... Passionate?

Your thighs burned. Your hips burned. Even the core of your abdomen felt like it was on fire. But when that cool, damp cloth made contact with your sticky, sweat-sheened skin, it felt like heaven.

"Quit moving..." He mutters as he gently wipes away both of your sticky arousal from between your thighs. "I have you. You're alright... Just let me clean you up and we can sleep or get food, alright? Whatever you want, sweetheart."

Mean! Jason Todd who, by the end of the night, realizes that you didn't sleep with anybody else and just feels so much more at peace. It doesn't matter that you two are simply hooking up and non-exclusive. It doesn't matter that this all started because one of your friends cheated on him. What mattered was that your pretty little cunt and ass were all his for as long as possible (totally not that you were safe and he didn't have to worry about being replaced).

Masterlist

[lohotine]

https://www.tumblr.com/shmolish/746176844034981888/sick-shadow-milk-cookie-x-reader?source=share

One shot idea since I got a guess aaaaand I just wanna see your version but I'm curious if shadow milk would ACTUALLY be like this or no? If not I wanna see how he actually acts buuut just to show you my guess on what shadow milk is like:

Shadow milk when he is sick: lalala! I'm perfectly fine! Just cuddle me and I'll be okie dokie, darling! Hehehe! Never stop the fun! (Or short meme version: I sleep)

Shadow milk when y/n is sick: bed, soup, medicine, love, sleep, now! Can't have my beloved feeling all icky! No playtime, only naptime! Sleepytime! You get all the cuddles you want if it helps you sleep but no games, just relax and drink your soup! (Second part of meme version: real shit)

Tldr: shadow milk when he is sick treats it like a joke and a game and not serious...he stops treating illnesses like a joke the moment his s/o gets sick. Think he is gonna joke around when his s/o feels like shit? Nope, he is keeping his s/o relaxed and napping and constantly giving them their favorite soup until he is 100% sure the sickness is out of their system!

AN: I'm pretty sure both of you suggested similar things, which was a shadow milk cookie x sick reader. Been waiting to do this one!!

Shadow Milk Cookie x Sick! Reader

Oneshot (Headcanons below)

Warnings: (Kinda a part two to the sick shadow milk cookie, so some parts might be a little confusing.) One dirty joke 😔 (I couldn't resist, sry)

-Take Care-

"I just have to spend some time alone, haha. Nothing out of the ordinary!" You would say with an awkward smile.

Shadow Milk Cookie would look at you with an unbelieving look.

"Doll, you're not a very good liar," He'd say while crossing his arms.

"Come on, just- for like a few days?"

"A few days? How am I supposed to live without you for a few days when I can't even live without you for a few hours!?"

Shadow Milk Cookie would put a hand on his forehead, feigning a dramatic pose.

"But seriously. What's wrong?" He cupped your face and look at you with those concerned eyes.

The eyes you were in love with, and the eyes that you didn't want seeing your weak and sickly state.

Your face was was much warmer than usual, but he didn't think much of it.

"Ah, could it be-? You just don't like my company!"

"No! It's not that!" You would refute quickly, backing away from him.

"Then what's wrong? Come on dove, you know you can tell me anything."

You sneezed shortly after that, but didn't say anything.

Everything clicked in that moment for Shadow Milk Cookie.

"Oh. My. Goodness. YOU'RE SICK! I'VE GOTTEN MY BELOVED DOVE SICK!"

He would instantly start panicking, beginning to look around the house for different types of medicine and other things that might come in handy.

"It's not really that bad- I can take care of myself..."

He would pick you up bridal style and take you to a couch, wrapping blankets around you.

"My little doll shouldn't need to lift a finger while they're sick. Please, allow your favorite jester to do the work for you!"

He kept digging through cabinets for medicine and ingredients for a soup he'd eventually end up making.

"How come you're taking my sickness so seriously when you didn't even take care of yourself last time?"

He came back with a bunch of ice packs, like.. twenty of them. You didn't even own twenty ice packs.

"Why wouldn't I take your illness seriously? I must make sure that you are safe and happy at all times, and I can't do that if you feel icky."

He offered one of the icepacks to you, which you accepted and just held for a while.

"I don't need this many ice packs, Milk," you would tell him.

"You can never be too sure! And of course, I offer my 200% when it comes to my most beloved."

"I don't even own this many ice packs."

"Now you do! ...Don't look into it that much."

He skipped off to the kitchen again, looking as cheerful as ever.

Of course, it was just a facade. Internally, he was panicking. He barely knew how to care for himself, and now you were sick. What if you died?! Okay, he was probably overreacting, but normal cookies are so fragile. That's why he had to do everything in his power to keep you healthy.

He didn't know what was and wasn't needed, so he just took a lot of everything.

Came back with one of each medicine type that you owned.

"So uh, which one is the one you need?"

You pointed to one of the bottles, and Shadow Milk swiftly measured the correct dosage.

"Alright, so I got you an ice pack, blankets, and you took medicine. What else do you people do while sick?" He would ask while putting a hand on his chin.

"I don't know. Normally they eat soup," you told him.

"That's right! You are so smart, button. Alright, I'll do just that, then." He gave you a kiss on the forehead before wandering off into the kitchen.

Did he even know how to cook? You've never seen him try before, but he's lived for so long, that surely he knew how to... right?

Oh well, he did eventually end up coming back with the food. It actually ended up looking edible.

"Ta-da~ It looks amazing, right? Of course it does! It was made my yours truly." He sat down on the couch next to you, scooping up some soup in a spoon.

"Now, say 'ah'" He held the spoon infront of your mouth, waiting to feed you.

"I'm not doing that."

"Yes you are. Now open your mouth before I shove the spoon down your throat."

"You can shove something else down my throat."

"Haha, very funny. But maybe when you're feeling better~"

Eventually, after a lot of back and forth, you ended up finishing the soup. It wasn't half bad, actually.

Now, the both of you were cuddling on the couch. A movie was playing in the background, and Shadow Milk Cookie was resting his head in your lap.

"Doll, how come you didn't tell me you were sick sooner?" He would ask.

"I just didn't want to be a burden, I suppose."

"You would never be a burden to me. There's a reason I treat you so much better than the others, and it's because I care for you. I know I'm all about deceit and stuff, but this is the honest truth, okay darling?"

You couldn't help the smile on your face. "Okay."

《☆》 Fin

Headcanons

He's panicking 24/7

Even if you tell him you don't want to get him sick, he says he doesn't care

Everything has to be ready for you, and you have to be comfortable

Absolutely no chance of you going out that day

Legit coddles you or is always near you

Even if it's just a small cough, he's canceling all of the things you have that day

Bro is so paranoid

If you're ever bored he performs small puppet shows for you

Makes you go to bed early

[wayfayrr]

I see your human!reader and raise you: the Chain struggling to find food they can actually eat, reader feeling terrible and maybe a bit like a burden because of it, and getting into a dangerous situation in order to make it up to them

Source: the Owl House :)

I'm so sorry that this took so long to answer!! I've been quite busy recently but while I haven't watched the owl house I hope this does what you wanted justice, it got out of hand the more I wrote!!! I've heard it's great I just don't really watch shows :( Fair warning this got way more angsty then I planned for it too, with reader being pretty flippant about their own safety than they really should be, there's a brief not very detailed description of gore too. (it's also fairly wars centric towards the end)

[masterlist]

“[Name]! So wind and I’ve just been to the village right? I think I’ve finally found something I can cook that you should be able to eat! It was quite expensive but I’m sure it’ll be worth it for you!” 

“We looked around for ages, so if you can’t eat this then there might not be anything in Hyrule that you can eat!”

Wind means well with what he’s saying; I know that Wild does too, they don’t mean to make me feel bad - I think they don’t anyway. Not like they really need to try with how much of a burden to them I am. Buying expensive supplies just for me? When they’re already struggling to afford their own basic supplies, now I’m just adding unnecessary costs for them. Don’t get me started with the looks of pity they give me either. 

“Thank you both but, please don’t go spending so much on me.”

“But we have to find something you can eat, you’ll just be a… It’s not good for you to starve!”

That - that’s the closest any of them have gotten to saying it outright, they really do just see me as a burden - they aren’t even trying to hide it now. No wonder I’ve always been kept to the side in any fights, Hyrule can’t heal me so I’d just be deadweight if I got hurt, I can’t fight like they can really all I’m good for is as a meat shield to defend them from magic. “Hey [name], are you alright? You zoned out a bit there…”

“Oh, yeah I just - I think I just need to have some time alone if that’s alright? I’ll make sure to stay in distance of the camp.”

“As long as you’re careful and not there too long, I’m sure it’s fine. I’ll tell the others for you.”

I hope he doesn’t.

He seemed content with how I nodded at him, so I should be in the clear to go and just vanish for a while even if it’s just to pretend I’m not causing them issues for a little while.

It doesn’t feel like it takes me long to get to a nice place to sit, so it should still be pretty close to camp - not that they should be worried for me. Somewhere nice and open to sit next to a gentle babbling brook, it’s calm and I’m alone, everything I need at the moment.

Shit - how did I not see a sleeping lynel!? No no, not now I don’t even have a weapon! … What if I did kill it though - their parts can be sold for a fortune… I could pay my way and prove I’m not just useless. Even if I don’t - well they won’t have to worry about me in that case.

It hasn’t seemed to notice me yet, maybe there’s a chance I can come back from it. If I just stay low and as silent as I can then I should be able to jump it. 

Stay quiet, take its weapon. Wow, that’s a lot lighter than Wild makes it out to be. Now to just - Just go for its neck! I - I actually managed to slit its throat!

IT’S STILL ALIVE!?

Okay. OKAY! Its movements are sluggish and it seems to be bleeding out so just get away from it - 

Why - why can’t I feel my arm properly? Why is my shoulder so wet all of a -! The pain hit harder than a truck every nerve on my left side feels like it’s being set ablaze, there wasn’t a single hope of keeping in the scream I just let out, one I didn’t even realise had ripped its way from my throat. Tilting my head down to see the cause; suddenly my body feeling nothing but raw visceral pain suddenly makes a lot more sense than before. The stupid thing cut half through my shoulder with my arm now hanging limply by my side. 

“[NAME]! WHAT ARE YOU DOING - YOU’VE BEEN MISSING FOR HOURS - WHAT Did you - [name]!?”

Wars is here..? Didn’t Wild say I was going off for a bit? Why would he be looking for me? I can’t be worth so much that he’d go off on his own to look for me.

“Oh goddesses [name] what - no, no, no stay awake, you’ve got to stay with me darling.”

“‘m awake… ‘m - still ‘ere…”

Is that really what I sound like right now…  I sound so slurred… like - like how people on tv sounded when they were. Oh.

I’m bleeding out and delirious then, no wonder Wars is ‘here’, he’s just my brain giving me one last happy memory before I kick the bucket. Isn’t that wonderful, to spend my last moments hallucinating my unreciprocated crush caring for me. Closing my eyes feels all too easy, even when I’m about to drift off it still feels as if he’s holding me, maybe this won’t be too bad?

“[Name] don’t you DARE close your eyes, you - I’m not losing anyone else I care about - I can't lose you… I haven't even-”

A harsh slap to the face after a shaky breath - one that feels all too real - has me reconsidering things, the feeling of something tears dropping onto my face is the thing that finally has me opening my eyes despite how hard it is to do so. 

“I - I have some bandages, a potio- no that’s not going to help you I’ve got bandages I just need you to talk to me while I use them, so I know you aren’t close to passing out. You’re going to make it out of this - I need you to make it out of this.”

The agony of him adjusting my arm to bind it, well it’s proof that I am still very much alive. If he really wants me to talk… well then I might as well try to get some answers out of him.

“Why - why ‘re you - wh’ ‘d you come lookin’ fr me?”

“You - vanished for hours without a word, did you really think none of us would get worried? Even if none of the others would, I will always come for you.”

“Hm’ wild said he w’s gonna tell the rs’ o’ you… b’sides ‘m just a burden ‘nt I? Wil’ pretty muh said i’.”

“...Wild. but why would he risk - he wouldn’t put you in the… Don’t worry about what wild says he’s lying, you’re not a burden, even if you were. You’re one I would choose to carry every day for the rest of my life without a single regret. Don’t let what he says get to you, darling.”

Murderous, that’s the best way I could hope to describe the look on his face, it’s like he wants wild dead. His bandages seem to have stopped the bleeding though, so while I still feel lightheaded I should live as long as the wound doesn’t get infected. 

“Wai’ why’r you callin’ me darlin’? ‘M not - you’r…”

A little smirk crossed his face then barely lasting long enough for me to just notice it before it was replaced by concern, did I forget something, I mean it’s not impossible that I also hit my head right? Right?

“But you’re my partner, honeybee, we’ve been together for a few days now - you - you can’t have forgotten that right? If that’s the only price for you surviving, I mean we can always just make better memories. You - You’re still alive and that’s the most important thing.”

Well that’s not impossible, I know I’ve had feelings for him for a while so if he did ask I would’ve said yes…

“We can remake the memories later after you recover. You know I’m so glad that human blood flows slower than ours, those precious few extra seconds are literally lifesaving.”

He’s just babbling to himself now, must’ve been stressed over me; now that I’m safer it’s all just draining out of him. The way he’s clinging to me and shaking shows that fairly well too, like he doesn’t plan to let me out of his arms for a long while. 

“Please never do this ever again, I don’t even know what you were planning but you could’ve died [name], you could’ve died and I wouldn’t have had a chance to say goodbye. Please you have to explain why when you’re better. Please promise me you’ll tell me why.”

“I will Wars, I swear.”

“...That’s all I needed to hear, thank you darling.”

[notmorbid]

blizzard.

dialogue prompts from blizzard: a novel by marie vingtras.

there'll always be as many ways to do things as there are people on earth.

'rotgut' doesn't begin to cover it.

staying alive isn't something you can just figure out as you go.

that would really be something: to live through everything i have, only to die now.

i wish i'd listened. maybe i'd have known what to do.

you don't look like you're after a taste of the wild.

i shouldn't have brought you here.

mother nature never goes easy on you.

rita hayworth has nothing on you.

don't ask me to stay here. that would be the death of me.

sometimes it feels like i'm starting to disappear.

when i was little, i only had one screw loose.

i never feel lost in a big crowd. it's like being in a school of fish.

what good am i for a kid?

how do you know everything about everything?

pay attention, and that'll show you everything you need.

i've got a real knack for getting myself into the shit.

won't you stop acting like a big deal, every once in a while?

nobody likes the one who's laying down the law.

i didn't figure you for that sort, actually.

only blameless souls have any right to sleep.

you can make a whole world out of maybes.

things usually don't turn out the way we hope.

i reckoned god would be with me. that was how i was raised.

staying angry is what kept me going.

it hurts so much, not to be loved.

everyone has at least one secret.

there's enough to learn without having to open a book.

i suspect you were made for leaving, and i was made for staying.

all things are fleeting, especially happiness.

you can push things away, but they'll always come back to you. just like that.

i don't have anything a thief would care about.

i don't hate ____. what use would it be?

it's not like you, not to know what to do.

silly me, thinking that something could turn out right.

luck's never on my side, no matter what i do.

you look at me like i'm not all human.

i felt like i'd met you before, and you were waiting on me.

maybe we never really do know people.

you can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.

how can you sleep, after what happened?

you should come over for dinner sometime.

you can't stop living your own life to run after a ghost.

never be the bearer of bad news. you can get your head cut off that way.

a bill always comes due. and when it does, one way or another, you pay up.

apparently, i've done every small job that's to be had in this country.

i had no idea how much a mother and her daughter could hate each other.

sometimes it's only when you stop thinking that you see what's staring you in the face.

i've run out of words for how far up shit creek i've gotten.

sometimes it's the ones who are gone who take up the most space, not the ones who are there.

i'm not used to folks wanting to protect me. i don't know how to make sense of that.

[faghubby]

Erectile Dysfunction

Jesse rolled over and slid her hand inside my boxers. She played with my soft dick. I leaned towards her and kissed her good morning. We both knew chances have it I wouldn't get hard. I had been to the doctors. Run the test, even tried the little blue pills but nothing worked. The pills actually caused other issues. But Jesse was I. The mood. I started to kiss hee breasts. Then worked my way down. Soon I was sucking on her clit as she gasped and pulled my hair. I made her cum but still remanded soft. I wanted to I was horny as shit. Just couldn't get hard. The Doctors kept saying it was stress. But it had been 2 months now.

"It's okay Paul" Jesse told me. Then got up and made breakfast. The kids where still asleep. Damn kids would sleep all day if I let them.

"I have errands to run today. So they are your problem." Jesse smiled.

"I will get them to help with the yard" I told her. She laughed "good luck"

Jesse looked amazing all dolled up to run errands as I rounded up are three kids. 15, 13 and 12 to come help me in the yard.

"You look amazing" I told her with a kiss.

"Meeting Julie for lunch" she told me and headed out..

My boys helped in the yard. ( the 15 and 12 year old). My daughter always the negotiator convinced me she would do the dishes and catch up the laundry. We had a good day. Jesse called about 3 and said she was going out with the girls for dinner and if we could manage without her. Of course. We made homemade pizza and watched a movie mom might of deemed to scary. It was after 9 when Jesse came home. She headed straight to the bedroom. By the time I came in to ask about her night she was in the shower.

When she got out of the shower I noticed a mark on her neck.

"What this did you hurt yourself?" I asked getting up to look closer.

"Paul. I well I didn't mean too" she babbled. She stopped and sat down holding my hands. "We where out and I was drinking maybe more then I should have. This guy asked me to dance, and I said yes. The music, wine, the fact that I haven't gotten any" she said I went to explain it wasn't my fault but she continued " I kissed him. And um well we made out alot" she stopped looking at my face.

"Is that it?" I asked relieved for a moment.

"No, I sucked his dick in his car?" She spit out. "I'm sorry I don't know what came over me" Jesse tried to explain.

"I understand, I mean" I looked down. I wanted to make love to my wife I just couldn't.

"I am so sorry I will do anything to make it up to you" Jesse continued she kissed me. I kissed her back we laid on the bed hands everywhere but I remained soft. I got between her thighs and pleased her with my tounge. Afterwards we laid there.

"Was he bigger then me?" I asked Jesse didn't answer. "Did you want to have sex with him?" I asked.

"I couldn't" she confessed.

"But he was bigger?" I asked again.

"It's been awhile since I saw yours" she teased reaching into my pants she played with my soft penis. Jerking me off fast. I got excited but not hard. Jesse kept going and I came even though I never got hard.

"How did that feel?" Jesse asked just as surprised as I was.

"Umm" I said kissing her again. I drifted off to sleep.

I woke in the morning to Jesse jerking off my soft little dick again. I came again.

"Jesse, I really do understand about" I started. "It's okay, if every once and awhile you, we'll you know" I told her.

"Know you need to say it" Jesse said sitting up.

"Find a man to please you" I said

"You are serious aren't you" she said stunned.

"We tried the toy, you don't like it" I tried to get her to understand where I was coming from.

"Your just crazy" Jesse jumped up and headed for the shower. I joined her. I watched her wash. Then picked up her pink razor.

"Your lovers may want this shaved I knelt and rubbed shaving lotion into her thick patch of pubic hair. She rubbed my head as I stripped away her hair. She always kept it trimmed but never shaved. I was glad we had endless hot water as I finished. Kissing her now smooth crotch. She lifted her leg and let me enjoy her. After I had made her cum.

"You are serious about another man aren't you?" She asked I just nodded. She took the razor and shaved my crotch as well. We had been in the shower over an hour. She smiled abit.

"What?" I asked

"Nothing, you look like a little boy" she teased.

"So you will stay home and watch the kids while I go on dates" she asked me,

"Sure" I told her. She had me take pics of her for a dating app, She stopped at one point.

"These won't be for dating" she stated then took off her shirt and bra. "These are for a hookup site" she stated I took the pics she was right.

We had spent hours in our room. When we came out only the youngest was up. I roused the troops and made breakfast. I thought it a good day to spend doing a family activity. After some complaining. The fun park near by was decided. They had paintball and go carts. And bunch more activities. Jesse kinda watched most activities preferring the carousel to being hit with balloons of paint. At one point I caught her smiling while swiping thru her phone. As the kids ran off to ride bumper cars. Jesse pulled me into the woman's bathroom. Her hand in my pants before I could even complain. She jerked off my soft dick again, as she whispered about all the guys who had already responded to her profile.

"I am so wet right now" she told me. Smacking my hand away as I went to feel. Cumming in my pants as she did.

"This one wants to know if you are a cuckold, if you want to watch. Or maybe get the details after" she teased. But a woman walked in we excused ourselves. I had never thought about it. I didn't mind when other men checked Jesse out. Made me feel proud I had found such a hot wife. Jesse leaned against me as we watched the kids. She showed me the pics of the men who she liked. I was a bit surprised seeing a few black men on the list.

"Would you like to know? Help me pick one? Or just have it be like I cheat on you?" Jesse asked. This was all very exciting I couldn't remember us being this close and excited about something in a long time.

"I don't want to watch" I said I knew that was not going to work for me.

"I think you would be embarrassed for them to see your little boy pee pee" Jesse teased. I frowned but secretly loved it.

"Baby I think you are going to love being a cuckold" Jesse told me pinching my nipple as the kids came running. We had a wonderful rest of the day. In the morning as I was headed off to work I noticed Jesse had sent me something. As I opened my phone it was a link to a cuckold site. Specifically to a online quiz. "Are you a cuckold" I didn't have time now so I closed it and headed to work.

Later that morning I sat at my desk and remembered the test. I opened it. It had alot of questions, some didn't seem to matter. But I tried my best to answer them. Did I like when other men complimented my wife? Did I like the feel of satin? Did I think my dick was small? Did woman make feel nervous? There where over a hundred questions. Some very personal. Had I ever sucked a cock? Did I ever eat my own cum, someone else's? What kind of porn did I like? Had I ever worn panties?

I was freaked out by some of these questions but also horny by the time I finished. I sent Jesse confirmation that I had completed the test. It didn't give me a result. Just said I would recieve the results via email. But it was linked to Jesse's email not mine.

Jesse replied she would be home late. Meeting someone is all it read. I left work early picked up the kids. Did homework, chores , and dinner. It was after 8 when Jesse called.

"Hey baby, you okay?" She asked. I nodded then realized she was on the phone.

"All good here, how is Maria doing? I Asked

"Maria?" She said then replied. "Good she is feeling much better now. I am on my way home, be there in about 30 minutes" she told me. When she got home she couldn't stop smiling. She kissed the kids and caught up with their day. Only after they headed off to bed did she turn her attention to me. Our oldest still up but playing video games inches room. Jesse unbuttoned my pants and boxers pulling them to my ankles in the middle of the kitchen. She jerked off my soft dick again. As she rubbed my ass.

"He was big. And fucked me so good" she whispered in my ear I was terrified the kids would come running in at any moment. I camagain. There was no force to cumming like this it more like dribbled out.

Jesse held up a finger covered in my cum.

"Want to try?" She asked I looked at her like she was crazy so she licked it off herself. But then kissed me. I quickly pulled up my pants and cleaned up my cum as Jesse went to shower. As I came in the bedroom I noticed sexy lacy black panties on the floor covered in dry cum. She had not used protection? I wanted to know about it who? What had happened? Where? Had she enjoyed it? I was still excited despite having just cum. Jesse emerged from the bathroom already dressed for bed in one of her oversized tee shirt she usually wore. I got in bed with her after quickly stripping down to my boxers. I cuddled up to her. My hand ran over her butt. She wore her comfortable cotton brief panties. After wearing those little lace ones for him.

"What are you thinking?" She rolled over and looked at me.

"I want" I started she kissed me.

"No you don't, I got your results from your test" she assured me. I just laid there spooning her after she rolled back over. Did I not want to know? I tried again to have her tell me anything the next morning she said nothing.

"Let me retake the test" I said desperately as she was about to walk out the door. She just nodded kissed me and left. I got the new link after I had already been home.

Going to be late again. Jesse texted me home about 6. So I made dinner again. Was she meeting him agsin. It would be quick I thought if she was only going to about 45 minutes late. I toke the quiz and dinner cooked and the kids played video games. I went and sat on our bed. I tried to figure out what questions I should change. But the questions weren't exactly the same. But close. They asked if I ever smelled my wife's dirty panties. I thought about her cum stained panties in the hamper and fished them out. I bought them to ,y nose and smelled them. Then stuck out my tounge and licked the dry cum. What was I doing. My hand playing with my soft dick as I did. I sucked on the panties as I filled out the questions. I sent the test back to Jesse.

"Wow, send me a pick of you smelling my panties" she responded about 15 minutes later. I rushed back to the bedroom and took a pic. With them in my mouth instead. I got no response.

Jesse came home this time she ignored the kids and pulled me into the other room. She handed me a little pink bag.

"Go put these on" she whispered in my ear. "And I will tell you every dirty little detail" I looked in to see a pair of pink satin panties. I made a face and looked at her.

"On you get every detail, off you get nothing" she told me. "By the way. Your daughter became a woman today. She smiled. That did explain why she was so moody. I went upstairs to our bathroom and tried on the panties they where so soft. I thought. Then put my pants back on. As I walked I loved the feeling of the panties. We sat down to eat. Jesse said nothing the rest of the night. Doing her normal make sure everything is in order mom things. She had spent over n hour with our daughter. I am sure about woman stuff. I waited to go to bed with her. She finally headed to bed. I was tired. She smiled when she saw I was wearing the panties. She spooned me.

"Tell me" I pleaded.

"In the morning, it's late" Jesse soothed me rubbing my soft panties.

In the morning Jesse told me. "I like you to wear panties whenever I meet with a man" she told me. She had still not told me anything. At work Jesse sent me articles.

"Your test profile says you might like this. Or this" she sent I read three articles. One was about being degraded privately. Having Jesse see me as less of a man, another was about being humiliated by wearing panties or eating cream pies from her lovers. The last was about the third was. About Jesse having control not asking for things or expectations but Jesse sharing only what she wished when she wished.

Jesse teased me the rest of the week but never shared any details. It was Friday morning when she told she had plans and would be home rather late. I watched as she put on new lingerie red lace, panties, bra even a gater and stockings. Before she got dressed for work. She handed me my pink satin panties.

"I can't wear them to work" I told her. She shrugged

"I am sure I won't remember what happened" she smiled as I slid them on.

At lunch I got a pic of a big black cock. From Jesse. With no explanation was she fucking this guy?

Took the kids out for pizza for dinner before heading home. The satin panties still drove me crazy even after wearing them all day. Everyone including myself was asleep when Jessse got home at 2 am. She pulled back the covers I was still wearing my panties. I woke a little but fell back to sleep. In the morning Jesse laid next me in her big cotton panties and over sized tee shirt. Sound asleep.

I let her sleep. As I went to do yard work. When I came in for lunch she was laying on the couch in sweats. There was laundry to do. Bathrooms to clean.

"Is this the plan for the day?" I asked mad at myself for having fallen asleep last night. Jesse got up walked over pulled me close.

"Yes, I am sure you won't mind doing some extra things around the house for me" she smiled and unzipped my fly she frowned.

"No pretties" she whispered.

"They are dirty" I tried to male an excuse.

"Right I better get you some more" she smacked my ass. I ate and finished outside to find Jesse had taken our daughter shopping. I charged the boys to clean up downstairs and headed up. To start laundry and the bathrooms.

Jesse sent me pics of panties. Asking if I liked them. I didn't respond. I got Jesse's chores done as well today before She got home she had bought dinner. We went to bed early the kids still up. Jesse showed me several new pairs of panties for me. I put on a pair with alot of ruffles and laid in bed, Jesse was naked as she played with my soft dick

"His name was John, he has a nice cock. I couldn't suck but half of it" she laughed. She

I me touch her wherever I Iliked As she continued. He fucked me doggie style made me cum twice before he shot his load all over my back. I came in her hand she bought it straight to my mouth. I looked at her she smiled I opened my mouth as she fed me my sperm.

"This is going tomworknout just fine" Jesse laughed. I knew it to, even if I did get hard again, I loved this.

[petitelepus]

Thank you, @eyeofthetiger501, for requesting this piece! I'm sorry it took over a month to get to it, but I never forgot!

Summary: You are so tiny it's not funny. Nor is being captured and closed inside a glass jar.

Warnings: Yandere, Possessive, Claustrophobia

A/N:  Gender Neutral Reader, Borrower Reader, Sanemi Shinazugawa

You were a Borrower, a small humanoid being about the size of a grown man's finger, living in houses inhabited by humans, all while staying hidden from them. As your name suggested, you would borrow or take things, little things that humans wouldn't miss or even notice disappearing.

You know, normal stuff like one strawberry, one cube of sugar or such… But you had gotten greedy and got yourself caught by a human male.

He was a scary one, called Sanemi Shniazugawa and he was one of the strongest humans there were because he was a Hashira who specialized in killing these horrible beings that plagued the lands of Japan, called Demons.

"So you're the one who I've heard skittering around here?" He had asked, fully ready to take you and throw you away like you were a bug… But when he saw you looking at him with those big shiny tear-filled eyes, he felt his heart tighten and fluffy feelings rise inside him.

That's when instead of tossing you away, he decided to keep you.

And so you found yourself living in a glass terrarium like a pet of some sort. Normally you would be able to climb most surfaces, but slippery glass proved to be too much for you.

That didn't mean that you didn't manage to leave your terrarium once in a while. You were a creative little person who always found a new way to try and escape.

However, that didn't mean you actually succeeded. Nope, somehow, you weren't sure how he always returned home when you would attempt an escape… And each time, he caught you.

"Why do you always try to escape!?" Sanemi snapped as his fingers clenched around you, and it was clear he was holding himself back from squeezing as hard as he wanted to because if he had done so, you would have certainly died.

"Are you not happy!? Is that it!?" The huge man scowled, "Am I not making sure you have everything your little heart could ever desire!?"

He was more than generous, always making sure you had something delicious to eat or quench your thirst with, clothes made from such pretty fabrics and toys of different kinds…

"Ungrateful little shits like you end up in the jar!" He snapped as he turned to walk towards the closet where he kept his futon when he wasn't sleeping. But it wasn't the soft mattress that you feared, but the dark closet and the small jar with holes poked into it inside there.

"N- No!" You cried out loud in fear, "Not the jar!"

When Sanemi had first caught you he had put you temporarily inside the glass jar while he tried to figure out where to keep you, but you had started crying and hyperventilating in there. You felt so claustrophobic in there, like you were running out of air and when the darkness was added to your punishment, your worst fear came to life.

"Then beg." He ordered as he looked down at you, "Earn my forgiveness."

"I'm so sorry, I'm so stupid, I don't know any better!" You started to cry furiously, so fearful of the punishment looming just a couple of steps away, "You're always so generous, but I'm just so ungrateful!"

"That you really are," He nodded, yet he still took those couple steps and slid the closet door aside, "But I have some business to take care of and I can't risk you trying to escape again while I'm not here…!"

"N- No, please!" You cried as he turned the lid off and dropped you into the jar. You fell on your ass, but you quickly jumped up as the lid was put back in its place and you started to bang the glass with your small fists.

"Please! Don't leave me here!"

"Maybe this will finally teach you some gratefulness…!" He grunted as he slammed the door shut, leaving you alone in darkness, hugging your knees and crying.

You don't know how much time passed, it felt like an eternity in there as you regretted your every life decision that led to that very moment of you being locked up… But finally, the door slid open and Sanemi's scarred face came into your view.

"You're there," He nodded, "Good."

"Wh- Where were you!?" You cried out as he picked up the jar, opened it, and tilted it so you could safely crawl out of there and straight into his waiting palm, "I- I was so scared…!"

"I was out for an hour," He simply stated, but you were crying out loud so you probably couldn't hear him properly or you were just too thankful to pay attention to anything other than air and light.

As soon as you popped onto his palm, you wrapped your tiny arms around his thumb and held onto him like your life depended on it.

"How was the jar?" Sanemi dared to ask, making you whimper as you hugged his thumb harder, "Scary…! Never, please, don't ever put me back there…!"

"That's completely up to you," The man glared down at you, "Are you going to try and escape again?"

"No, no, I won't!" You sobbed so hard you were getting hiccups, "I'm sorry, I swear, I won't do it again!"

"Good," He nodded, not quite smiling but you could tell he wasn't as mad as he was before by the way he gently petted the top of your head with the tip of his finger.

"Now let's eat. I got some Ohagi while I was gone, I bet you are going to love it," He muttered as he carried you out of the bedroom, and you tried your hardest to stop crying again

Yes, you had every comfort that one would desire… All except freedom that you so badly wanted, no, desired…

[stubz]

Storytelling is my profession. If I told you that in 2020 you would have thought I was a writer, children's novels, or perhaps a podcaster considering my age. Now when I tell people that, they give me a look of pity or a laugh.

Nothing tells the world that your a worthless nobody better than saying that.

I had just graduated when quarantine started. Took a gap year and just stayed home with the family doing nothing but rot on the couch for the most part. I wasted all of that precious time to learn something, anything, before the lockdown failed.

I always wondered what I could have done had I gotten a job before February 2021.

Maybe a dismantler in the recycling centre if I explored my interest in things like those building kits. Or maybe an extra hand in the tailor shop if I learned more about crocheting. Work in the kitchen if I baked more.

Of course I still wouldn't make much more. Hours would be shit. Especially in winter. Cold air makes the pain act up.

That's another thing I always wondered about. What if I fractured my ankle before The Fall? Gone to a hospital, gotten a cast or boot or whatever and let it heal properly. The possibilities are endless.

I would have made it onto the last bus. I wouldn't have been denied by every group I came across. I would have been able to use a bike. I would be able to fucking run.

...god I miss running.

Can't run. Can't scavenge. Can't do anything actually useful. Can't even do a job nobody wants because my ankle hurts halfway through the shift, nobody wants a slacker. Can't do nothing.

Nothing but tell stories.

It's mostly to children. Tell a story and if they like it they'll give me whatever they feel like. Sometimes they'll give me something for a request.

I tell them stories of the movies I loved, the shows I watched religiously, the anime I was shy to share, the books I forget the middle of. I tell them anything I think of.

It earns me enough. Enough to eat, to drink, but most importantly it earns me something far more valuable. I am rich in it while most in this town are in need of it.

I didn't know I had so much of it for quite some time. Not until I experienced my first winter after The Fall.

We never got much snow but I guess the drop in pollution did something? I don't know but ever since 2021 we've had so much of it here. My first winter like this there was easily a foot and I nearly lost a foot to frost bite.

I would have too had I not been allowed to stay in a family's horse stable that winter. They had passed my freezing body that day and dragged me in. This made news for the town as most ignore the freezing on the streets. Heartless inactions years ago now smart and the norm. You don't know who we are but you know what we are.

We are freezing. We are starving. We are desperate for more. We want more.

It's safer to ignore us than to trust us because you don't know us.

But in this case he did. Little Liam, one of my regular listeners. He vouched for me, told them I was the storyteller he went to, I had a bad leg, I was harmless. That was enough for his family to let me into their stable.

I am rich in trust. The children's specifically. They trust me and through them I have access to others.

I received a crutch that was to be scrapped from a carpenter after his niece told him I knew the ending to a show he never got to finish.

I received an old jacket from a tailor when she learned I was the one who kept her children interested in school with my tales of odd natural events.

By the second winter I had made myself an actual little business. People come to me for the endings of things they never finished. They come to me for stories they never started. They come to escape. New books are hard to come by after all.

By the third winter I actually managed housing. I was allowed to sleep in the bar as at night my tales were popular among the drunks. I was also a good enough shot and alarm system if anyone tried to break in. I was no longer one of the faceless on the street but a member of the town.

I was me again. A person.

Until some of our regulars tried to come in after hours. Our more influential regulars. I did my job, I heard the window break and shot a warning shot at the roof. I did my job, fired a warning shot, and lost my eye.

By the fourth winter I was back on the streets as a faceless nobody. My business was back to what it once was. A little sad entertainment for children for whatever scraps they managed to get from their parents.

They tried to help. The adults. But the regulars were influential. One was the head builder of this town, the one who built the walls. Another was one of the few doctors we had. Also they were just getting to know who I am. Now they're back to knowing what I am.

Never will they trust me as much as their children do for they know better. As they should.

I'm not a bad person. I'm not. I'm just a woman with a bad leg and no eye who is trying to do everything she can to survive in a new world.

I'm just telling them stories. About a monster who creeps into your body. Makes you act different. Loud, messy, angry, and gives off an awful smell (just like the regulars). Smells just like the monsters outside of town that bang on the walls (the monsters they've never actually seen). Smells a little like the drink that adults like to drink at the bar (the one I used to live at).

Don't worry, your parents will be fine (I know none of them ever drank like they did). Now remember the smell, the loudness, the anger, like the monsters. Do you know who to go to for help if you see these monsters (who have it ingrained to shoot first when a child could be in danger)? ...yes. That's right. You go to the patrolmen or your parents and tell them that a monster got them (exactly that, a monster got them).

The patrolmen will take care of them. They got the tools for it after all. Now go on. It's getting late and the monsters come out when it's dark...what about me? ...can I ask that you who live near my corner keep an eye on me through your window? ...thank you my little listeners.

By the fifth winter I live in the room above the bar. I have a jacket that fits me and doesn't have holes in them. I have a crutch that's my size. I have an eyepatch that has a book patch on it. I have gained weight, grown out my hair, and have a nightly routine where after I tell my last tale and close up the bar I enjoy a cup of tea while enjoying the view from my window.

My little corner where I slept. Where my little listeners, too scared to sleep, saw the monsters stagger towards me and woke up their families with screams of help.

No was at fault. The parents only did what anyone else would do given the information they had. If you hear there's a monster, an infected, outside you shoot it. The children were not at fault for they were merely spooked from scary stories and possibly hearing infected from outside the walls. I was not at fault for how is a storyteller at fault for telling a story? I was not the one who pulled the trigger. I was not the one who told the children it was true. I just told them a story. Simple as that.

[thatfreshi]

"Unlucky Draw" (Uni AU p. 15)

There's finally some fluff guys!!!!!!!!!

tw - anxiety, discussion of weed

Since Halsin's little break-up escapade happened, you actually do get the chance to see Astarion later that night. As of recent, he's been throwing himself into his thesis project more and more, to the point where most of your time hanging is spent with him looking through books and asking 'do you think this sounds right?'

"You know you can take a break, right?"

"I could, you're right, but then I'd just be wasting time. And I'm not allotted much time to work on this."

The two of you are comfortably sprawled across his mattress, like teenagers at a sleepover. You roll over and shut his laptop.

"C'mon, you've been staring at that paper for like two hours."

"And what else should I do, my darling Tav? Maybe stare at the ceiling in silence? Or scroll mindlessly on my phone until I don't feel like moving anymore?"

"Ugh, no! I don't know, take a coffee break. You're probably not going to sleep anyways."

Your best friend almost looks peaceful like this, wrapped in a cozy sweater and sweatpants, always wearing long socks because he gets cold too easily. You find yourself lingering on the thought longer than normal, wishing he could feel that comfortable warmth all the time, wondering it might be like to share in it.

"Tav, are you listening? God, maybe we should just stare at the ceiling in silence."

"Sorry, just spacing out. What were you saying?"

"I was saying, how I should probably cut back on the caffeine."

"Really? Astarion Barista Ancunín, are you turning your back on your beloved espresso machine?"

"Look, I'm not happy about it, but I've been far too anxious as of late. My nerves are on fire constantly, jumping at every little noise I hear. It's irritating, to say the least."

"I thought being caffeinated was how you dealt with the insomnia though?"

"Oh it very much is, which will become a problem soon enough, but I just can't be this nervous constantly."

It's something that you've definitely noticed, how quiet and fidgety he's become recently.

"You considered smoking weed? I know Gale says it helps him zen out, especially when it comes to art stuff."

"Nope, makes me paranoid."

"Damn, unlucky draw I guess."

"You're telling me. I smoked one time back in high school, couldn't sleep for hours, kept thinking someone was out to get me or something."

You start to get lost in the peace of the moment again, the fact that you're able to talk about shit that doesn't matter, how the light from the bedside lamp hits his eyes just right...

"Are you alright? You seem, out of it."

"Sorry, just thinking about what Halsin said to me."

"I can't believe he just broke things off like that, without a reason."

You swallow hard.

"He, he said it's because he thinks you like me? And that he doesn't want to get in the way of that?"

There's silence for a moment, that you jump to fill.

"But that's not true right? We're just friends, I don't know where he would've gotten that idea from."

"Right, I don't know either... sounds like you dodged a bullet with him."

"Yeah, probably so."

God, has he always looked like this? Damn Halsin, damn all those things he said, damn Gale for even playing into it. You remind yourself that Astarion's right, that this doesn't need to get any more complicated than it already is, that he has enough on his plate.

"Now, am I allowed to go back to my thesis now? Or do I need to have more mandatory break time?"

You playfully sigh.

"I guess you can do productive things or whatever."

"Well, in that case would you like to come read what I have?"

"I'll look at it, but you have the cool narrator voice, you have to read it to be like a professional author."

He rolls his eyes, and you go to sit next to him, looking at the thousands of words he's typed at this point. Astarion starts to read it out loud, editing tiny things as he goes, forever a little perfectionist. After a while, the voice becomes too soothing, and you fall asleep there next to him, letting your head hit his shoulder.

"Tav?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees you knocked out, clearly exhausted. He doesn't stop reading though, worried if he does that he'll somehow ruin the sleep he's let you stumble into. So he spends the rest of the night rereading out loud and talking to himself, occasionally asking you things that you don't answer. After many hours pass, and the wee hours of the morning arrive, along with the clock turning to say five AM, he puts his laptop aside, and asks you one final question.

"Why do you insist on pulling my heartstrings the way you do?"

And it falls on your sleeping ears, never truly getting through.

[pinkurbanfictionhaven]

2 - Fuck Me Into Oblivion

The small girl beams as Nicki reaches her a wrapped gift and thanks her.

"Feel better, ok? I want to see you sitting in the front row at my concert when you do." Nicki grins, tucking the little girl into bed.

The girl nods and smiles widely, getting another hug from Nicki before she says goodbye.

Although Nicki hasn't gotten sleep in two days and is extremely stressed with the holidays approaching in just a few days, she made sure to head out and buy a bunch of gifts and toys and flew back to L.A to kindly give back to the sick children at the hospitals around town.

Nicki did the same kind gesture back home for all of the children in New York as well.

Kids were her weakness, she had a soft spot for them so she wanted to make sure that she could be the one to put a happy smile on all of their faces this holiday season.

"We didn't miss any children did we?" She questions her assistant as they walk through the bright-colored halls of the hospital.

Her bodyguards carry large bags overflowing with presents.

"No, you saw everyone. What do you want to do with the rest of the presents?" Her assistant asks.

"Let's drop them all off at a homeless shelter to give them to some children in need," Nicki suggests and her assistant nods and pulls out her iPad to find the closest one nearby.

The paparazzi began taking photos as Nicki and her entourage exited the hospital.

Nicki kept her head down and held her hand up to her face to dodge the bright flashes of the cameras.

They began to ask questions, but she remained silent and smiled brightly as she climbed into the backseat of her waiting car.

Nicki placed her sore feet up on the seat and laid her head back to relax and get a few minutes of quiet and sleep before their next stop, but her plan was quickly thwarted by her chiming phone.

Nicki groaned and pulled out her phone to see a text message from the number one annoyance in her life, Abel.

Headache😑🙄🤫: I just touched down in L.A are u here too?

Nicki contemplated leaving him on read but decided to play nice for the moment.

Nicki: Yeah, I am here. Decided to play Santa and give some toys to the kids at the hospitals around L.A

Before Nicki's eyes could flutter shut, the three little bubbles popped up indicating that Abel was texting back.

Nicki was a bit shocked considering he's the worst at texting back promptly.

Headache😑🙄🤫: oh shit! Does the mean-ass ice queen actually have a fucking heart?! A nigga is shocked 😱

Nicki rolled her eyes at his childish ass response and began to type back, she always made it her business to get the very last word in their texting or arguing wars.

Nicki: Fuck you! When was the last time your beaver-cheeked head ass did something even remotely charitable? 🤔

Headache😑🙄🤫: What? I donated 250,000 to black lives matter and thousands to other charities.

Nicki: Oh! Look who is finally acknowledging his blackness! 👏🏾

Headache😑🙄🤫: Fuck you! 🖕🏾

Nicki: you already did that, honey. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Nicki laughed when he didn't respond, slipping her iPhone into her Chanel bag and giggling because she got under his skin.

Their relationship was very unorthodox, they picked and argued with each other constantly, but whenever it came down to the sexual passion between them, all of that other shit went out of the window.

Nicki slipped on her black and gold designer shades and stepped out of the car when it came to a stop in front of the homeless shelter, she pulled her fur coat closed and threw on her hood to shield her from the abnormal L.A. chilliness, before strutting inside with a smile.

After gifting the children, she left to head back to her home in Hollywood Hills to prepare for her midnight flight back to New York for the holidays.

It was now afternoon and Nicki still was in desperate need of a nap.

After coming home and showering, she slipped into her silk robe and started receiving some phone calls and emails about upcoming work that distracted her from her sleep.

"I don't know right now, Drizzy. I mean, we can meet up in the studio after the holidays and come up with some fire, but right now I have so many other things going on."

Her album was so overdue, her fans were pressuring her to release new music and Nicki felt overwhelmed with everything going on.

Nicki sat on her cream-tufted couch, opposite her lit fireplace with her legs crisscrossed, a purple blanket was thrown over her shoulders, and her MacBook laptop placed in front of her as she typed away.

Nicki is responding to a few business emails while chatting on the phone with Drake.

"It's no rush, don't let the label pressure you about it, just enjoy your Christmas and I'll see you in the New Year," Drake responded.

Nicki sighed and started to respond when the chime of her doorbell filled up her home, causing her head to pop up from the computer.

"Who could that be? Hold on, Drizzy. Someone is at my door." She told him, slipping her iPhone into the pocket of her robe.

Nicki tied her robe tighter before making her way to the door, not bothering to check the security camera since no unauthorized visitors could enter her gate without knowing the passcode.

When she opened it, hankering hands clenched onto her voluptuous hips and dominantly pulled her close which caused her to gasp at the contact.

Her eyes widened a bit until she felt familiar, soft lips caressing hers and smelled the, oh so familiar manly scent of Tom Ford cologne filling her nostrils.

Her eyes shut automatically and she let out a fervent, soft whimper.

"Abel." She softly whispered, fluttering her eyelashes and moaning as his lips hungrily traveled from her neck down to her collarbone.

Her hands eagerly ran over his shoulders and gently up the side of his bearded face. "What are you doing here?" She whispered, cupping his face gently in her hands as he covered her skin with kisses, her eyes shut again at the contact.

He pulled her closer to him, nipping and pecking at her sweet spot tenderly, burying his face against her neck as his hands gently slid down from the small of her back to her round ass.

"I'm horny, baby." He groaned lowly against her soft skin, grabbing her hand and putting it on his dick so that she could feel how painfully hard he already was for her. "I want you..." He moaned.

Abel had spent some time scrolling through pictures that Nicki sent him of her posing seductively in sexy lingerie while he lounged at home.

The pictures got him worked up, which provoked his impromptu visit.

Nicki whimpered softly, feeling how hard he was, his long length stretched down past his thigh and aching to be inside of her. Nicki loved how he moaned when she squeezed it.

"Damn, it's that hard for me, Daddy?" She bit her lip and hissed, staring up into his eyes lustfully with her pussy already aching for him from the passion-filled kiss alone.

He nodded his head yes in response, his intense eyes traveling from her soft lips up to her almond-shaped eyes.

He steps closer, breathing in her air. "You not about to let this hard dick go to waste are you, mama?" He asked her, closing the door behind him.

"Mmm." She moaned. "Come give me that shit." She responded, giving it another squeeze before backing up and pulling him into the house by his belt buckle.

Abel didn't waste time, he eagerly lifted Nicki and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Nicki was so petite that she fit perfectly in his arms, and was light as a feather.

He carried her effortlessly through the large corridor of her mansion.

He didn't have the patience to take her upstairs into her bedroom, so he found the closest room possible.

He continued to kiss all over her, kicking the kitchen door open with his foot, before carrying her inside.

He sat her on top of the marble countertop and left hickeys down her chest as he eagerly ripped her robe open, revealing her sexy red thong and matching bra underneath.

He took a brief second to let his eyes roam down her barely covered body.

"Fuck, look at you..." He rubbed her thighs, biting his lip slightly.

"Put that pussy on my tongue right now." He pulled her forward, causing her to lay back on the counter with her legs in the air.

He parted her freshly oiled legs and began kissing her inner thighs, preparing to tear her thong off and feast, but Nicki suddenly jumps up and gasped which causes him to look at her in confusion.

"Drake." She mutters before jumping down off of the countertop and closing her robe.

Nicki forgot that he was on the phone and she worried that he heard the exchange between her and Abel.

"Drake? The fuck." Abel repeats, watching her as she puts her pointer finger up to her full lips, motioning for him to remain silent as she quickly shuffled over to the other side of the room to distance herself from him.

"Hello?" She says, pulling her phone from the pocket of her robe and putting it up to her ear.

Luckily, the sound of music filled her eardrum which indicated that Drake was distracted in the studio and didn't hear anything.

"Who was at your door?" His voice suddenly popped back onto the phone.

Nicki thought up a quick fib as she pushed her long tresses behind her ear and stared back at Abel, who was eye fucking her hard.

"Hang up the phone." He mouthed to her, but Nicki shook her head no.

"Umm.... it was the pizza guy." She stated, smirking at Abel before turning and leaning on the counter to finish her conversation.

"Oh, aight. Well, listen I was just sent this beat and I think that this shit would be perfect for you. Let me play it real quick."

Before Nicki could protest, a thumping beat began to play in her ear and it had a reggae vibe to it.

Nick tried to focus on it, she knew she needed to get the ball finally rolling on her new album, horny Abel would just have to wait.

Nicki's hips began to sway back and forth and move to the beat, she began to whine her hips rhythmically to the slowness of it, she could feel Abel's eyes on her and it just made her movements more seductive and taunting.

Abel grew more aroused while watching her. He sat quietly on the island enjoying the show that she was putting on for him, his teeth sinking deeper into his bottom lip.

"I already told this girl about teasing me, she's acting like I'm not savage enough to slide inside of her with that nigga, Aubrey right on the phone." He mumbles to himself, slowly running his hand over his beard in frustration.

Her short silk robe began to rise on her ass as she gyrated her hips, giving horny Abel a perfect view of her flawlessly smooth ass and fat pussy.

"So, you just gonna tease a nigga with it huh?" Abel mutters, practically drooling at the sight in front of him.

Her thong was barely visible because it disappeared in between her asscheeks.

Abel couldn't handle any more of her teasing, his dick was throbbing so hard that it began to hurt.

"I got something for your teasing ass..." He stands to his feet and begins to stalk toward her with his hard dick in his hand.

Nicki gasped when she felt Abel's hand wrap around the base of her neck.

Abel forcefully yanked her upright, causing her back to arch up and press against his chest.

He choked her lightly, trailing his nose up the side of her face with a smirk.

He thrusts hard up against her, earning a soft moan to spill from her lips. "What did I tell your sexy ass about teasing and toying with me like that, huh?" He fervidly whispered.

Nicki tried but failed to get out of Abel's tight grasp, he firmly had her body pressed against the counter, pushing his pelvis against her ass harder.

He choked her a little harder. "Answer me when I'm talking to you..." he demanded.

It took everything in Nicki to hold in her moans, she was accustomed to being the dominatrix in all of her past flings and relationships, but she loved how Abel took complete control of her and her body, although she would never tell him that.

"Abel, stop." She whispered, feeling him tug her tiny thong down to her thighs from behind.

He slipped his erection out of his jeans and slide it in between her thick thighs, causing her to shudder and place the phone down with a thud.

"What was that?" He taunts her. "You said you want me to stop?" He whispers in her ear as he grabs his length in his hand and begins to massage the head of it against her clit.

Nicki didn't speak, she just breathed deeply and held onto the counter tightly. The sexual friction that Abel was causing felt so fucking good that she was lost for words for a second.

He chuckles lightly. "I don't think this pussy wants me to stop baby, you are dripping all over my dick," Abel whispers.

Nicki's mind was in a frenzy, she forgot about Drake as Abel continued to toy with her clit.

Her nails scratched against the counter as she began to grind against the throbbing head of his manhood, loving how it felt, her hips moved in circles on it and the movements were bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm.

Low grunts vibrated against the back of her neck as Abel moved against her, his eyes were shut from the pleasure.

Her juices continued to flow like a river which made them both moan in unison.

"Fuck. Slide it inside me right now!" She panted, she desperately needed to feel his throbbing length deep inside of her.

"You want it, baby? Beg for it... beg for that dick." He whispered in her ear and began to massage the head of his dick against her clit faster.

"Shit, please I want it. Give it to me." She whimpered loudly.

Nicki wasn't the begging type, but the way this nigga had her feeling right now, made her like putty in his hands.

"You want what?" She could hear Drake's voice from the call that she mistakingly put onto speakerphone.

Nicki placed her hand over her mouth and froze, she could hear Abel lightly chuckling against the back of her neck.

"Um, the beat! I want the beat, it's fire!" She mutters in complete embarrassment, her cheeks turn bright red.

She could hear Aubrey chuckling, his deep voice can be heard on the line soon after. "Yeah, whatever you say, Nicki. I think the pizza boy came in to break you off a piece of his breadstick or some shit." He laughs again.

Nicki then heard guys from Aubrey's crew laughing in the background of the call, which meant that she was on speakerphone.

Abel began to laugh even harder which pissed Nicki off.

Nicki angrily elbowed him in his stomach and pulled away from his hold, before yanking her thong up and hanging up the phone on Drake.

Abel watched her storm away while he continued to childishly snicker in the entryway of her kitchen.

Her baby pink fur slides flapped against the marble flooring with each stride that she made.

"Nick, where are you going? Come back, mama. Don't be like that." Abel called after her before trailing behind her down the long foyer, the little smirk still tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Get the fuck out of my house, nigga. I'm a laughing stock now, right?" She stated bitterly.

"Since when did you become so sensitive?" He asked as he watched her head towards the large staircase of her home, her long black hair whipping from side to side as she moved.

"I am sick and tired of being the butt of everyone's fucking joke. All of the media got some shit to say about Nicki, making a joke of my name! I am tired of it! Fuck this bullshit!" She huffed.

It finally hit Abel, Nicki has been under a lot of stress with the media since Remy's little diss track dropped a few days ago.

Nicki hadn't even listened to it yet, but the response on social media was enough to negatively affect her.

They have been dragging her on every social media platform and it's clear that Nicki doesn't know how to deal with the stress.

Nicki looked back at Abel in frustration. "Sometimes I wish I could hang all of this celebrity shit up and be normal."

Abel could hear the sadness in her voice which was a rarity for her since she is one of the strongest people Abel knew.

All joking was quickly put to the side and he became serious as he stared at her.

He knew all about the many stresses of stardom firsthand, which is why he never did interviews and tried to keep himself as private as possible.

"Come here. I'm sorry alright?" Abel swiftly grabbed Nicki's arm and pulled her towards him, turning her body to face his.

Nicki could look into his dark eyes and see that he was genuinely sorry, but she still wanted to be stubborn.

"You not sorry," Nicki said with an attitude, her New York accent thicker than usual, as she frowned up at him.

Abel smiled a bit, admiring her frowned-up face and adorable spoiled pout.

He leaned over to kiss her lips and gently trailed his nose against hers.

"Do you want me to show you how sorry I am?" He mutters with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

Nick bit her lip, peering up at him as his hand unties her silk robe again and he begins to slowly trail a line of kisses down her chest and stomach.

The second his hand reaches her upper thigh, his cell phone begins to chime, causing Nicki to whimper in sexual frustration.

"Just give me one second, baby." He states, standing upright and pulling his phone from his back pocket.

Nicki watches him step into the other room for some privacy before heading back towards the living room to wait for him.

As she flips through the tv channels, Abel enters with a somber expression on his face.

"Can I get a rain check, baby?" He asks with a sigh as he walks over to her with his hands stuffed inside of his pockets.

"Are you serious?" She whines, tossing the remote to the side.

"Cash booked me a studio session with Future. I also need a favor..."

"What is it, nigga? First, you're bailing out on me and now you need favors from me?" Nicki argues, glaring at him.

Abel chuckles. "Nah, my baby girl Nadia is supposed to be coming over to my house in an hour and I don't want to take her to the studio with me because she's going to be bored and you know how crazy all of my niggas are. Can you please watch her for me?" Abel asks.

Nicki raised her brows. "Alright, so no dick, and now I'm a babysitter?" She sassed, crossing her arms in a frustrated manner.

"Where is that ratchet baby momma of yours? Didn't she have at least one night off from the strip club to be a mother for once?" Nicki grumbles, crossing her legs on the couch in a huff.

Abel licks his lips and rolls his eyes. "Come on, baby. You don't have to come for my baby's mom like that. You're the only person that I trust with my daughter and she loves you."

Nicki's dimples pop out a bit. "I love her too. You are completely ruining my beauty sleep though, nigga so you owe me!" She snaps.

Abel licked his lip. "I'll make it up to you, just say the word and I'll do anything you want me to do, mama. Anything..." He spoke suavely as he approached her.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off of the couch, holding her up by her booty, and kissing her lips softly.

Nicki giggled and blushed. "Anything that I want?" She questioned.

Abel nodded. "Anything you want, it's all yours. Just name that shit, ma." He presses his forehead against hers.

Nicki tilts her head to the side slightly. "Alright, Abel fine. You have to come back early and get my honey bee before my flight back to New York at midnight, okay?" She says.

"Thank you, beautiful." He smirks, kissing her.

Hours Later:

"Alright, baby girl! Do it again for me, let me see it!"

Nicki smiles as she holds up her iPhone and records Nadia as she expertly lip sings to the hook of Super Bass dramatically and dances around.

Nicki and Nadia had spent the past few hours having fun together.

They baked some cookies, did facials, manicures, and pedicures, and even took a dip in Nicki's indoor pool and jacuzzi. Nicki did Nadia's makeup also and gave her, her Christmas gift early.

Nadia always had fun when she spent time with her favorite gorgeous life-sized Barbie doll Nicki, though she could never tell her mom about her visits since she promised her dad that she wouldn't.

"That was amazing! I am going to send the Snapchat video to your dad." Nicki said.

"I'm a natural-born performer like you and my daddy right?" Nadia says as poses with Nicki's sparkly, pink bedazzled microphone in her hand.

Nicki giggled. "Yass, honey! You performed my songs better than me! Are you trying to steal my spot? Huh?!" Nicki playfully pulled Nadia down on the carpet and started tickling her.

They both exploded in a fit of giggles until Nadia and Nicki couldn't breathe.

Nicki smiled down at the beautiful curly-haired child as she rolled around on the carpet.

Suddenly the front doorbell rings and Nicki glances at her diamond-encrusted Rolex.

"That must be your daddy coming to get you," Nicki says as she pulls herself up from the carpet and slips her slippers on.

"Nooo!" Nadia whines, sitting up on her knees as she pouts.

"I don't want to go yet, I am having so much fun with you! Can I stay the night, Miss Nicki?" Her eyes light up.

"Aww, I would love that honey bee, but I have a late flight to go catch to spend Christmas with my family and you have to spend Christmas with your momma and your family." Nicki ruffles over her bouncy curls and kisses her on the top of her forehead.

The doorbell loudly chimes again. "Ugh! Your daddy is so impatient! Be right back little honey bee!" Nicki jogs over to the double doors and pulls them open to see Abel leaning against the doorframe.

Nicki glances at him, noticing that he has changed his clothing to an all-black outfit, and his eyes were slightly tinted pinkish, indicating that it was something in his system.

He licks over his lips as he eyes her. "Hey, sexy." He says in a slightly deep voice.

Nicki puts her hands on her hips and frowns at him with a stern expression on her face.

"I know you aren't high right now, Abel. How in the hell are you going to come pick up Nadia with some weed in your system? I'm not letting her get inside of your car."

Abel smiled a little bit, he loves how protective Nicki is over his little girl.

"Chill, mama. Freddy is driving the Lambo and I just had a few pulls."

He reaches his hand out to feel on, Nicki but quickly retracts it when they hear the sound of tiny footsteps approaching.

"Daddy!" Nadia comes running to the door and right into Abel's arms.

"Hey, my princess! You had fun with Miss Nicki?" He wraps his arms around her and leans over to kiss her cheek.

"Yes! I don't want to leave, I'm having so much fun!" She whines, latching her arms tightly around Abel's legs.

"Aw, princess. I have to drive you back home to your momma. You gotta go to your grandma's house and celebrate the holidays tomorrow." Abel dotingly runs his hands over her curly hair.

She pokes her lips out. "I don't want to go over there, though, Daddy. The house smells like old people and cats!" Nadia whispers. "Ms. Nicki's house smells like cookies and perfume."

Nicki giggles to herself and squats down to her level, to talk to her.

Abel, in his high and horny dazedness, totally zones out of their conversation because his wandering eyes are focused on Nicki's perfectly poked-out booty that jiggles around like jello in her sweats every time she moves.

He snaps out of it when Nicki stands upright and she and Nadia hug.

"Baby girl, give me a second to talk to Miss Nicki, go grab your things, okay?" Abel kisses her forehead before she runs off.

Abel follows Nicki into her downstairs office area for privacy and lifts her onto her glass desk, standing in between her open legs.

They could still keep an eye on, Nadia who is chilling in the living room, through the opened double doors of the office.

"Have you thought of a way I can repay you yet?" He mutters, leaning in to press his soft lips against hers.

"Don't get cute with me, Nigga. I didn't do it for you. I did it for my little adorable Barbie over there." She smiles at Nadia whose eyes are glued to the cartoons that are playing on the television.

"Come here..." Abel mumbles, grabbing her hands in his to pull her forward a bit.

Abel wraps his arms around her curvaceous hips and gently pulls her towards him, leaning forward to kiss her which causes her body to heat up, but she tries to play it off.

He deepens it, pressing his lips against hers until her legs wrapped around his body, this kiss was different from any normal kiss between them.

He wasn't very aggressive or dominant like usual, he kissed her softly, yet passionately which made Nicki swoon, although she would never admit it to him or anyone else.

When they pull apart from each other, Abel licks his lips and Nicki wipes over her mouth, hoping that he didn't notice her blushing.

"Didn't I just tell your ass not to get cute?" She says, trying to hide the smile that is trying to form on her face as she pulls away from his embrace.

He just smiles at her, shaking his head slightly at her craziness. "Goodnight, Onika."

He places another sweet kiss on her forehead before walking over to the couch to grab Nadia's overnight bag.

"Thanks again for the Barbie chain, Ms. Nicki!" Nadia chimes as she happily wraps her arms around Nicki's legs and smiles up at her with a gapped smile.

"No problem, sweetie! Enjoy your Christmas okay?" Nicki smiles and hugs her back.

Soon Abel and Nadia are driving away, leaving Nicki all alone.

Nicki realizes that she doesn't have enough time for the long nap that her body needed and she wasn't getting the pipe that she now craved after that passionate kiss, so she decided to finish packing her suitcase and hopped inside the shower before her flight.

The glass-encased walk-in shower quickly steamed up as she stepped inside, her body flinched from the powerful jets pounding against her sensitive skin.

Nicki closes her eyes tightly as she steps underneath the waterfall-styled shower head, allowing the warm water to gently wash over her face and hair, causing it to become curly.

Her pink loofah ran from her neck to her chest, suds, and foaming bubbles appearing on her skin from her body wash as she scrubbed and exfoliated, she spent the next half an hour washing her hair and enjoying the feeling of the warm water beads dancing against her body.

Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at the mirror that hovered right above her, she was startled when she saw Abel standing there, outside of the shower door, watching her closely and fixedly as if she was a rare, priceless, art piece in a museum.

"Fuck! You have to stop doing that!" She covered her breasts.

"I didn't mean to scare you, baby. I just came in and you had me lost for words..." He mutters, his mouth watering at the sight of her.

Abel's eyes wandered slowly down her exposed body, analyzing every immaculate curve, his eyes moved upward to her wavy, wet hair that cascaded past the small of her arched back, certain parts stuck to her face and body from the heat of the shower.

Nicki wondered why he decided to stand and watch, instead of joining her.

Nicki boldly turns to face him, teasingly rubbing her body against the glass.

"Are you gonna come and get this shit or what?" She says, running her hand over her freshly waxed pussy and biting her lip.

Abel smirks and silently begins to unbuckle his belt. When he has it unfastened, he takes his time pulling down his jeans and stepping out of them.

He can barely even concentrate on getting undressed because his eyes can't peer away from her wet body.

Nicki's mouth watered when he began to lift his shirt over his head, her eyes trailed from his slightly hairy chest that she always loves to rake her fingers through when she is riding him, down to his well-endowed dick protruding out of his Versace boxer briefs.

Nicki couldn't even attempt to hide her eagerness as Abel stepped into the shower with her, she anxiously grabbed his face and began kissing him passionately, letting him rub her body and tongue kiss her roughly as his nails dug into her wet juicy ass before giving it a firm slap.

He forced her back against the opposite shower wall and began to dominate. The water cascaded down on them, soaking them both.

He pinned her against it and quickly hoisted her legs up to wrap around his waist, her arms wrapped tight and secure around his neck as they continued to kiss feverishly.

"Damn it..." Nicki moaned softly in his mouth when she felt his hard member poking at her lower lips as he grinds against her.

Abel finds a way to slip his hand in between them to toy with her throbbing clitoris, he rubs it in circular motions and buries his face against the crook of her neck to leave passion marks.

Nicki's low moans filled the shower as she threw her head back against the shower wall and slowly moved her hips in motion with his fingers.

Abel's tongue slides down her neck until he reached her protruding, hardened nipples that he began to suckle, lick, and bite.

"You want this dick inside you?" Abel taunts, staring up into her eyes that continuously rolled in the back of her head.

Nicki couldn't speak so she just nodded and bit her lip, staring back into his dark eyes.

"You gotta get this shit soaking wet for me first, baby girl. I want it nice and slippery, I want cum dripping from your pussy... when I slide deep inside. I want to feel all of that shit... all over my dick..." He whispers lustfully to her.

Nicki starts to cum, hearing him talk like that mixed with the beautiful and pleasurable feelings that he was unleashing on her body was too much for her.

"Yeah, get that shit nice and wet for me, baby. Cum... all over my fucking fingers." Abel coaxed her.

After working her through her climax, he carried her out of the shower and draped a towel over her wet body.

In no time they made it into her luxurious bedroom where Abel laid Nicki on top of her pink silk sheets.

Abel climbed on top of her, sexily kissing and licking all over her, from her full breasts down to her navel.

Onika grew so aroused from his teasing that she had to reach down and rub herself for some sort of sexual fulfillment.

Abel paused, staring down in between her thighs and watching as she desperately rubbed against her clit that was hardened and covered in her juices.

He slowly licked his lips at the sexy sight before him.

"Mmm shit, I don't remember giving you permission to rub on your pussy, baby." He teased, watching her rub faster and shiver from the contact.

Before she could respond to him, he took the tip of her clit into his mouth and sucked on it while she continued to rub.

He then removed her hand and started swirling his tongue around it which caused her to grip the back of his head and whimper.

He then began to flick his tongue against it rapidly, which caused Nicki's toes to curl.

"Shit... yes baby, lick that shit!" She moaned, moving her hips to grind against his face.

He then took it into his mouth and sucked fiendishly as he moaned in between her legs.

He didn't even go as far as using his fingers, he just ate the soul out of her until she couldn't form words.

It felt so pleasing to Nicki that all she could do was moan his name over and over and she gasped for air and soaked his face in her wetness.

Her hands gripped tightly onto the sheets, but when he started sucking faster, they shot up to her mouth to muffle her shrieks.

Nicki couldn't handle his skilled tongue, her thighs quaked uncontrollably and her entire body tingled underneath him as she neared her second orgasm.

Abel knew Nicki's body like the back of his hand, so he knew that she was near her release.

He firmly wrapped his arms around her small waist and licked, sucked, and slurped faster. Nicki gripped his hair, grinding faster against his face while staring down at him.

"Yeah, nigga! That's it! I'm cumming!" She screamed out and her body jerked against the bed as she drenched his tongue and face with her juices. Her cries of ecstasy filled the room.

Abel kissed her clit gently a few times as it twitched against his lips.

He licked his lips, reveling in her taste as he watched the rest of her juices slowly gush out and trickle onto the sheets like liquid candy.

Her pussy, wet and dripping was a beautiful fucking sight to Abel and it made him hungry all over again.

"Fuck..." Nicki heard him groan and before she could begin to protest, his face was buried yet again and he was ravishing her numb clit.

Nicki began to squirm and moan, attempting to pull away and close her thighs, but Abel held her thighs up securely and sucked unrelentingly until Nicki was in tears and reaching her second orgasm.

Abel glanced up to see her trembling hands gripping her forehead as she panted breathlessly. Her fingers twitched uncontrollably as she tried to gather herself and breathe.

He snickered. "Damn, baby girl. I got you doing fucking sign language and shit." He cracked as he wiped her essence from his face.

"Nigga, shut up..." She rolled her eyes as he came up and kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his tongue.

In the midst of their heated kiss, Nicki reaches down and begins to jerk Abel's dick and rub against the tip that dripped pre-cum.

Abel moaned against Nicki's soft lips. "What you about to do with it, mama?" He asked, biting his bottom lip as he stares deep into her eyes.

Nicki proceeds to slip it inside of her, earning a deep grunt from him.

"Mmm fuck, that's how you doing shit, huh?" He says as he begins to thrust inside of her as he grips on her thighs.

Nicki moans. "Yeah, that's how I'm doing shit. Fuck me..." she whimpers, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him in closer as she thrusts underneath him.

"Shit, baby. Damn..." Abel groans low in Nicki's ear, feeling Nicki's walls clench around his length tightly.

Abel's strokes were slow and deep which was new to Nicki, her mind was in a frenzy as she felt every inch like it was in the pit of her stomach.

The noises erupting from her were so embarrassing, her moans were usually very sexy and seductive, but Abel's strokes had her sounding crazy and they were both too lost in ecstasy.

Abel peppered kisses against her face and chest as he rolled his hips at the perfect rhythm, filling Nicki up until she started leaving scratches down his back and moaning in his ear.

He then flipped over, pulling Nicki on top of him in a swift motion.

"Ride this dick, bounce up and down on this shit, and you better not fucking stop..." He growled, reaching up to wrap his hand around her throat as he watched her work.

Abel's forceful side began to emerge which just made Nicki wetter, she rode his dick expertly, grinding and bouncing on it fast while he choked on her neck until her voice was hoarse from screaming.

Her head was thrown back and her mouth gaped open as her breasts bounced with each stroke, sweat dripped from her body onto his, and warm tears welled up in her eyes.

Abel loved watching Nicki ride, she could barely handle his large dick in any other position but when she was on top of him she handled her shit like a true freak.

"Damn, you look so good riding that dick baby, you covering that shit in your cream... that's so fucking sexy." He groaned.

He used his free hand to squeeze on her breast as he forcefully rammed up into her, causing her to almost fall off, but she grabs onto his shoulders for stability.

"Yeah, Daddy... fuck this pussy! Yes! Fuck, Abel!" She whines.

Abel wanted to bust, the shit felt so good to him, but he refused to give Nicki the satisfaction, he knew he had to make her cum first.

Releasing her neck, he firmly grasps both of her hips to force her down on his length harder and faster, he starts pounding deep into her core, hitting against her G spot, and Nicki felt every powerful thrust in the pit of her stomach.

"Oh fuck! No!" Nicki whined, trying to climb off, but Abel had her in his clutches.

Abel smirks, staring up at her unraveling before him. "Don't run now, where are you going?" He teased. "You can't handle that shit in your guts?" He asks with an evil chuckle.

"Abel, please. Fuck! I can't take it, baby..." Nicki cries out helplessly, scratching her long acrylic nails down his chest.

"Cum for me... I want all of that shit, baby. Give me that fucking cum!" Abel urged her, keeping his deep strokes fast-paced.

"Shit! Ahhh Fuck! Pull out! I'm about to squirt Ahh!" Nicki cried in a strained voice.

Abel lifted her off in time for her to squirt all over his midsection and the bed sheets, she flooded him like a faucet and collapsed next to him, a trembling mess.

Abel was completely astonished by the big mess that she made all over him.

"Damn, mama. I made that pussy squirt." He laughs and glances over at Nicki who was still recovering in the fetal position on her side.

"You gonna let me get mine now, mama?" He asked, scooting behind her and pushing her sweaty hair to the side to kiss her shoulder.

"Nigga hell no! My pussy is broke ok, it's out of order like McDonald's ice cream machine! Get the fuck out of here with your energizer bunny ass!" Nicki whines and pants.

Abel couldn't help but laugh as he peppered soft and sweet kisses on her neck and back.

"Now you know I'm not trying to hear that shit..." He slides back in from the side, causing Nicki to gasp as she clenched around him.

He fucked her slowly, causing her to lose her breath with every stroke.

"Abel, oh my god! My flight! I was supposed to be at the airport right now! I can't miss the holidays with my family." Nicki complains as he moans and grunts in her ear.

"I will get you another private flight out... Just let me work it like a pro, baby..." Nicki can already tell that he's close.

"And you gonna take it like one..." He whispers to her.

[dolluxe-arts]

whumptober day 1

Safety Net | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”

When they got back down to the ship – well, when they crashed back down to the ship – Rooster could hardly feel his limbs out of terror. He couldn’t quite brace himself for the net to catch them and stop them so abruptly, and his head slammed first into Mav’s seat and then the back of his own. 

It wouldn’t even register, though, because suddenly he was on the ground, or something like it, and he was climbing out of the plane. And then there were so many hands, grabbing onto him and in his hair and pulling him down and pushing him through the crowd. 

Then amazing, beautiful, wonderful Phoenix was in front of him and he never wanted to let go of the hug she pulled him into. But then she’s letting go and stepping back and then he’s turning and then there’s Jake. 

Jake Seresin is right there. 

Jake Seresin, Hangman, golden eye of Apollo and flying prodigy of Hermes, is right in front of him after saving his life and he’s putting out his hand as if Bradley doesn’t want to crash into his arms. 

But he doesn’t. He takes a step back and shakes Hangman’s hand and trades goddamn quips. 

And the adrenaline is so high, and then he’s being turned around again and now it’s his uncle in front of him and this time Bradley does crash into his arms. 

Bradley kind of blacks out after that. It’s dizzying, the commotion and celebration and camaraderie. At some point he looks up and he’s in a hallway, being ushered along with Mav and Jake to God-knows-where.

Turns out it was the infirmary, because now there’s a medic in front of him shining a light in his eyes and saying that he doesn’t have a concussion. 

The same medic, minutes or hours later, is signing a paper and shoving a pen in Bradley’s hand and then he’s out the door with a cheerful, “You’re cleared!” 

And suddenly Rooster’s in a dark hallway all alone, and it’s the first silence he’s heard in days. 

It’s broken by his own bootsteps as he shuffles towards what he assumes is his bunk. The ship would still be on the water until the next day, and it felt important to lie down. Or at least take off his shoes. Stumbling through the ship was getting embarrassing, even if he was alone. Really, when did this ship get so unstable?

He reached his door after only getting turned around once, which he counted a success. He heard shuffling behind the door and figured Bob had gotten tired of the rec rooms and come back to their bunks. 

Upon opening the door, though, he was met with both the first and last person he ever wanted to see. 

“Seresin? Fuck are you doing?” 

Jake seemed startled, like it wasn’t Bradley’s fucking room that he was poking around in. For whatever reason. 

“Uhh, I sleep here?”

“No you–this is my room!” Bradley stopped short because as he looked around it dawned on him. It wasn’t Bradley’s fucking room. And the walls just kept fucking swimming and the floor kept fucking tilting and now Bradley was confused. 

And then he was swaying forward just a little too fast and Jake rushed forward. It was almost ironic, considering not even six hours ago Bradley had wanted to crash into Jake’s arms. Now he really was crashing.

“Rooster! Shit! I gotcha, come on, sit down, what the hell…” Jake was basically shoving Bradley onto the lower bunk, and he sat down with less grace than was appropriate for a grown man used to being on a ship. Everything was spinning, and he finally registered the pounding at his temples and the pain in the back of his skull.

Jake squatted down in front of Bradley and waved in front of his face. 

“Bradley, do you know where you are right now?” 

“Well I’m trying to be in cabin 354. With Bob, not some fucking white knight.” 

Jake’s face pinched like he wanted to laugh but was too worried. “White knight? No, actually, not the important thing. You’re in cabin 345. Close enough.” 

Bradley’s eyes were getting heavier with the conversation, and the pain in his head was getting nearly overwhelming. And he was already on a bed… 

“Hey, no! Do not lie in my bed! Bradshaw! What the hell is wrong with you?” Jake was starting to get more frustrated than worried. 

“Nnnnghhh…” was the only answer he got from Bradley. 

“No, no, open your eyes. If you have a concussion I am not letting you die in my bed.” 

“That’s a myth, dumbass.” Bradley opened his eyes.

“You’re awake enough to call me a dumbass but not enough to find your own damn room?” 

Still lying, Bradley gave a half-hearted shrug. 

“Ok, then how many fingers am I holding up?” Jake held up two- no maybe four? No, it was definitely two going back and forth. 

“Three?” 

“So you definitely have a concussion, then. Come on, we’re going back to the nurses.” Jake grabbed Rooster around the waist and yanked him off the bed and to his feet.

“Fuck, Hangman, ow.” 

“I did not risk getting court-martialed to save your ass from fucking 5th Gen fighters just for you to drop dead in my fucking cabin.” 

“That’s still a myth.” 

“Not the fucking point!”

[iamvegorott]

Meeting A Magical Man Pt. 5

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Henrik texted Chase and Marvin before peeking into his home office and seeing Robbie curled up on the couch, sleeping soundly. He would need to figure out better sleeping arrangements for Robbie soon if this kept up the way it was. 

“He down?” Marvin asked, appearing right behind him. 

“Yes.” Henrik had gotten used to Marvin just popping up. He gently closed the door and used his head to gesture for Marvin to follow him. 

“So, the story with the kid?” Marvin asked when they were in the kitchen. 

“I will wait till Chase is here so I do not have to repeat myself,” Henrik said. “But, while we are waiting, I have some questions for you.” The smile he made caused Marvin to groan, knowing precisely what was about to happen. “How was your date?” 

“It was just dinner. Can’t fuck on an empty stomach.” Marvin crossed his arms. 

“So you do not want Chase around anymore?” Henrik asked. 

“He’d be a good friend, a great friend with benefits, but nothing more than that,” Marvin stated, eyes going to the door in the other room to make sure Chase didn’t walk in while they were talking about him. He didn’t know how far away Chase lived from Henrik’s place.

“Are you really going to say you only want sex from this?” 

“And friendship.” 

“You do not have to have sex with all your friends.”

“We haven't had sex, but if you’d want, I can change that~?” 

“No.” Henrik flicked Marvin’s nose and caused his mask to shift from it. “You need to stop using sexual innuendos and actions to hide from your feelings.” 

“I don’t do that,” Marvin muttered. He took his mask off and shook his hair, the shift causing some of his bangs to get caught under it.

“You hide your feelings like your mask hides your face.” Henrik adjusted his glasses. 

“Low blow.” Marvin blew a raspberry. 

“Oh, you know what I mean. It is a metaphor.” 

“Yeah, yeah. And I’m not hiding. I’m very loud and proud of everything.” Marvin used his thumb to clean off a smudge from his mask. 

“Loud, yes. Prideful, yes. But fully honest? Not so much.” Henrik said, and the two paused when they heard the door opening. Marvin quickly put his mask back on and decided to use this to turn attention away from himself. 

“Like how honest you are about Edward?” Marvin had the biggest grin, knowing Chase could hear him as he followed his voice to the kitchen. 

“Edward? Isn’t that the other doctor you work with a lot?” Chase asked. 

“Yes, he is. That is all he is.” Henrik’s voice was a warning to Marvin. 

“Really? Then why are you blushing, darling?” Marvin leaned back against the counter, now comfortable with being the one teasing and prodding. 

“I am not!” Henrik protested. 

“You are a little red, Hen.” Chase chuckled. 

“That is enough. Do you want to hear about Robbie or not?” Henrik huffed. 

“Alright, alright, I’ll be nice. For now.” Marvin giggled, hoisting himself up to sit on the counter. “Spill.” Chase sat at the small kitchen table as Henrik did the same. 

“I am going to be fairly blunt about this and say that Robbie is technically half-dead,” Henrik said. 

“He’s what?” Marvin asked. 

“Robbie…he was abandoned. He was left outside of the hospital terribly ill and dying. The other doctors just wanted to ensure his passing was peaceful, as painless as possible, but I refused. I wanted him to survive.” Henrik took his glasses off and rubbed his face. “I do not know why, but I was determined to keep him with us, and I…well…I went into the…” He couldn’t say it, but the look he gave Marvin clued him in. 

“Holy shit, you actually did it? You got into that?” Marvin’s eyes went wide. 

“Got into what?” Chase asked.

“He combined magic and science and basically did necromancy,” Marvin explained. “It’s something no one should do, like, even I don’t fuck with it, and I stopped caring about magic user rules forever ago.” 

“Necromancy is the-”

“I know what it is.” Chase cut Henrik off, and there was this pause shared between them. Marvin could feel this weird tension and wanted to know what was happening. There was clearly a secret, and Marvin didn’t like being left out. 

“Sorry,” Henrik’s apology was soft, and then he returned to his regular volume. “While I am far from an actual magic user, I used what little magical residue left in my office at the hospital and here in my home from Marvin’s visits to channel it into my devices and restart Robbie’s heart…but it didn’t continue pumping. He does not have a heartbeat, but his brain is active. His body is changing rapidly, and I do not know how far or long it will last. He may only live a few years, but it will be a few years of a full life, and I have taken it upon myself to be a guardian since I caused this.” 

“Wait, no heart but a brain? Wouldn’t that make him like a zombie?” Chase scratched at his cheek. “Is that why he has the big teeth? So he can eat people?” 

“I’m sorry, Henrik, but if that kid tries to take a chunk of my leg, I will punt him,” Marvin said. 

“When I said he does not want blood, that goes for flesh, too. He eats like you and me, although he eats a lot more, likely due to the enhanced metabolism from the rapid growth. Perhaps the constant hunger will stop when the growing does.” Henrik said.

“Do you have enough clothes for him?” Chase’s voice was something Marvin also couldn’t place. There was a weird…familiarity to it? Like he understood something about what Henrik was going through. Well, that was something to try to figure out. 

“If he remains this size for a while, I do not. I was buying new clothing daily since his spurts of growth occurred overnight, but he did not change last night, and I am unsure if he will again tonight.” Henrik placed his glasses back on. 

“I’ll bring some over in the morning.” Chase gave a small smile. Marvin made a face to himself. Why would Chase have clothes? Maybe he was offering to go out and buy some. He didn’t like being excluded anymore. 

“Well, that answers my questions…almost. I’m sure more will come later. But at this moment-” Marvin reached into his pocket and tossed Chase a little vial. “Try that tonight. It’s not meant to knock you out but should help you relax. If you can’t sleep, you’ll at least be able to rest mentally and emotionally.” 

“Thanks, Marv,” Chase said after fumble-catching the vial. 

“I’m going to head back to my place. Text me in the morning about how you’re feeling. Hen, do you mind giving him my number? Bye~” Marvin sang and was gone before he got a response. 

“I’m guessing I just drink this?” Chase held up the vial. 

“Appears to be one of his potions, so yes. He’s pretty good about having the taste be either tolerable or even sometimes tasty, so you’ll be fine.” Henrik said. “Now, I have a question for you.” 

“Yeah?”

“How did the date go?” 

“It didn’t go bad, or he wouldn’t have anything to do with me.” Chase chuckled. “It also ended…good.” 

“I am more than aware that you two had sex. There is no need to be embarrassed. I am your doctor, after all. Did it all go well?” Henrik had his ‘work voice’ on. 

“Put Dr. Schneeplestein away.” Chase groaned. “It was fine. Everything worked how it should.” 

“There was no struggle to get ere-”

“Hen!” Chase reached across the table and put his hands over his mouth. “If I needed my doctor, I would have paged him. I’d like my friend, please.” He waited until Henrik nodded before removing his hands. 

“Would you want to go on another date with Marvin?” Henik’s tone was no longer his work one. 

“I mean…I guess?” Chase shrugged. “I just…I think it’s too soon before getting into that stuff again.” 

“Too soon? It’s been years.” 

“I know. Maybe…maybe I need something casual at first. Maybe something stress-free, fun, and no strings attached. Marvin’s really cool and seems more than okay with going that route.” Chase started scratching at a stain on the table. 

“If that is what you think is best,” Henrik put a hand on top of Chase’s to get him to stop. “I support you. Always feel free to come to me with questions. Be it from Dr. Schneeplestein or Henrik. Okay?” 

“You’re the best, Hen.” Chase smiled. “And, if you need help with your new little guy, feel free to get me, too.” 

“Does that mean you would like to be the godfather?” Henrik asked. 

“Absolutely!”

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Tags: @brokentimewatch @bookwormscififan @d-structive

[spirituallyunhinged]

SO in this post i wanted to kinda track myself up until now to better see my progress throughout my practice but, as my own shit memory works against me constantly, im sure i’ll remember more as i go or like randomly in the near future

also its kinda my intro for this blog atm so thats cool (this took several hours n ik im missing key stuff but like its totally fine)

Rough timeline of my practice

got really into tarot

i watched so many videos on youtube with a friend of mine during like the end of 2020 to like beginning 2021 i think it was closer to 2021 tbh (this was also so many crisis times for other things too but once i went to college n ended up on calls with my friend we kinda got into it together)

2021

bought my own tarot deck and started doin readings for my friends n myself

side note: after reading for myself like twice n had no idea about veiling i gave my friend a few — the second time i did this i ended up gettin kinda possessed by their guide it was crazy n id love to be able to do it safely but it left me mad sick n i havent figured out how to do it without the sick afterwards but yea i ended up veilin hardcore for readings for a whileee after

stopped considering myself as a being apart of organized religion

while i was raised in the christianity kinda ive had multiple points durin my life where ive fallen off or gotten back on BUT after actually fading away from it i just decided i didnt wanna deal with the labels thing — tbf i wasnt really thinking i was anyways but i just kept puttin it off so i didnt have to deal with it :)

started gettin into like witchtok n witchcraft

i was super fascinated by witchcraft n i still am

went home for the summer and decided to pack it all away so my fam wouldnt notice

ended up still on the passive learning about witchcraft n tarot but like it was very little cuz i was goin through it

went back to college n my roommate was into tarot too

this was legit the best n i did so many readings for strangers when my roomie didnt wanna

started listenin to guided meditations on youtube n tryin to meditate myself

i struggle with it so bad tho hence the guided vids but yea no i hated it alot n dropped the everyday one like a week into it (now i do more like flow state meditation n i hate it alot less i want to do the silence one but i actually despise it)

i made a protective spray for our room

i was dumb about it tho n had to use a water bottle i stabbed holes in cuz i had only a tiny ass spray bottle (this one ended up goin with me everywhere

figured out out room was kinda haunted n while bein kinda scared i was more pissy about it

we left to the cafeteria n talked about it before goin back n i ended up talkin to our ghost n then we were vibin with em but ooo before we were cool they kept fuckin kickin my bed corner as i was about to sleep for legit two weeks before i brought it up n found out my roomie saw them knock shit off the desks n we both had been hearin the corners humming fuckin randomly until we looked over there like oh it was a time

i got into makin moon water n charging everythin i could get my grubby mits on

i kept stealin rocks from the campus n my friend gave me some theyd gotten for me when theyd gone out n about into nature it was great

ended up constantly veiling and worryin about protection on myself

this was due to being overwhelmed by the energy of large crowds i got like constant headaches n it was bad :D

oh subplot of the protection i ended up using the like shield technique before i was veiling and it was effective but like i didnt think it was enough n THEN i started veiling like all the time 🫠

got really into cleansing

this is something im still really into but at the time i did it like once a week n now i do it every time im in the shower since i saw a hack about using the waters properties as well as the cleansing stuff so yea that was it for me so yea while i still cleanse when i feel like i need to usually i cleanse myself everytime i shower

got into candles and candle magic more

bought some protection based books

i def read them but like ehh i use some of the things from em but i only got two n one seemed kinda intimidating since it was very hecate based which was so cool but like idk they were that guys personal stuff n i didnt wanna intrude (?) it was weird ik but eh its fine

sun cleansing! + a lil bit of sun water makin

kept drinkin the moon water until the aries one set me off for like two days of physical shaking

i didnt stop drinkin it but like i think about it more now instead of being like welp i made it im finna drink it all rn for fun 🤩

struggled with astrology— birth charts specifically

i still dont really understand birth charts n they confuse me :) so i had costar on my phone instead for a while

durin a readin for my roomie from another friend i ended up gettin kinda possessed again

this wasnt my fault i wasnt veilin cuz i thought i was safe… i was very wrong which lead to me veilin anytime someone was gettin a reading from my roomie

got a concerning amount of obsessed about soulmates

big yikes past me was still goin through it BUT in their defense past me kept gettin weird ass intuition based things about what i think was a potential soulmate kinda situation n then that person kinda kept sendin shit into my energy n latched on a lil bit but all good now 🫡

dreams dreams dreamsss

had so many vivid dreams that seemed to hold a shit ton of messages n everythin from “the divine” which then transferred to from my spirit team lmao

incense since my roomie loved it — smoke cleansed n protected the room with salt alot

started hearin things during my roomies readings of ppl

like i started pickin up on the shit their readings were sayin without doin anything which like this was primarily through songs but also really jarring yellin sometimes

went home for the winter break n accidentally brought our ghostie with me cuz i was worried theyd be alone n my roomie was takin the plant so

at home i was able to better sense the house ghost that was in the spare room i was sleepin in at the time

2022

went back to school n the veiling had to be bumped up to like all the time

aura colors!! like had to focus on ppl but ooo was so cool

was wearing protective charms n charged jewelry all the time

used so much music in my divination (shuffle that shiiitt)

woke up late at night n saw some like bad energy tryin to fuckin seep through the celling at me

was havin issues with a girl who wanted to like take over my place to be with my roomie n im pre sure that was from her but eh

said girl asked me to help her protect her room n i did cuz u wanted to be nice

did some candle magic for her n read her tarot like all the time too

had to take a theology course n an ethics one

the theology one was really into the old religions n mushrooms n like all sorts of stuff like that n the teacher was a Buddhist so it was so good

had a dream for my roommate n it was so vivid n weird cuz i did shit i would never ever want to do

when i woke up i realizedthat we had talked about her doin that thing like a month ago n i realized what the message was actually about but holy shit weird

learned about spiritual guides some more n tried to meet them

kinda worked kinda didnt but like i was using a guided meditation off youtube so after tryin again had some success (mainly through dreams)

went home for summer again n put it kinda on pause

it was during this time that i had a dream for another friend of mine who was all up in my energy at the time n it was actually fuckin terrifying

i have no idea what the dream was about but i had it woke up scared to some tall ass ppl over my bed like sternly tellin me to tell the other person n i asked them if i told them theyd leave n let me go back to bed without the terror — they said yes n was like “TELL THEM” kinda loudly n it was actually scary but yea i frantically typed that up n sent it to the person n once i did their ppl immediately left n i was immediately okay again

went back to school with a new roomie n more into protecting my room every few months

was learning n vibing with my spirit guides oh n more dreamss

saw a figure of a lady over my roomie late at night was pre freaky at the time

when i brought it up to her she was like oh 😀

stopped protecting so hard

instead of every time i cleansed i put up shields i kinda just put em up when i really needed em — stopped veilin all the time but like i kept up with the protective jewelry n rocks

in retrospect i think ive been doin it subconsciously n when im not my guides take care of it more now which is super nice im ngl

i learned about alters/shrines n that kinda worship

used that knowledge to make an alter for my spirit guides that was in my closet

made incense offerings n various food stuff

i remember giving them a huge ass chocolate easter bunny for help with something one time

did a protection spell in a teacup that sat on their alter too for a while

used a pendulum like all the time

read some tarot at a party for like five ppl

2023(?)

also sometime around here felt called to give a smoke offering for help with something n gave it to some greek pantheon figures

i really shouldve seen the hellenic polytheism coming like dammit it was so obvious

was like giving physical offerings i think pre often before learning that you could give energetic ones without a physical offering too

i was charging the physical offerings like every time before learning about how some ppl just give energy when they cant give physical stuff

a relative got really sick n i kept giving energetic offerings n incense for like almost a month

said family member decided to not go through any more treatment n once i found out i tried giving more but after visiting with my whole family i went back to my dorm n i got this feeling n heard “2 weeks” with like finality n it was like such a heavy feeling that came with it n i tried to put it off but like i knew that was all the time she had left with us

i ended up going home n spending as much time as i could there but yea it was like two weeks later when she passed n i was really not okay about it n i was angry that i hadnt given enough to get her to stay but ik there wasnt much we could do n i think my offerings mightve helped but couldnt have put that kinda thing off much but yea oof that was rough

took a week or so where i shoved my practice away after askin about her n makin sure she was okay

after that week or two i started doin more energetic offerings

saw a relatives dog right after he had been put down like before i knew he was gone n saw him run around the kitchen then walk over to my family member id lost earlier that year

dont remember anything else rn other than cleansing all the time n energy offerings like every night to my spirit guides

2024

reworked my alter

did some protective candle magic for my friend

basically on my own so been learning n havin some experiences here n there but having trouble with specifics rn

learned more about spirit guides

learned more about other forms of divination

mainly bone throws, dice, cartomancy, n some others i can’t remember

energetic offerings every night for my guides n talkin to em them

got wayyy better at hearing my guides

became really aware of the spirits id been seeing all of the sudden when talkin to my ma

once i realized id been seein them or like their energy n i focused i could see some features like what they tend to do n hair colors specifically

got really into learning about hellenism n devotional work

granted u had learned about it before as well but i came back into learning about it with a fervor

had some spirits turn up right before i went to bed

asked them to come back in the morning so that i could read tarot on it

started doing some worship type stuff for the greek pantheon through energetic offerings n while doing certain tasks

randomly tasted iced coffee for a few hours which i never have so i asked if someone wanted an offering n got a yes so did that which was cool

set up new alter/shrine spaces

started giving energetic offerings to my new shrines as well

last week of may i gave specific offerings because i was panicking about some medical issues n couldnt sleep it was a whole thing so i reached out to Hypnos for help sleeping and Asclepius and his daughters for help with the medical thing

this was a great idea from panic filled me tbh n ive been sleeping wayyy better n feelin better

ive been givin offerings since to them along with a few physical offerings

since then ive been tryin to learn n worship in my own kinda way

also ended up on new meds (im chronically ill lmao) n then because im allergic to em i ended up overnight in the hospital haha so i ended up turning to some if the gods for help

i gave a bunch of energy offerings since i was ya know not at home n then once i was free to do ish again i poured some offerings down the sink in the hospital

ive been attempting to add to my shrine rn but since i crocheted the cloth my spirit guides’ shrine has so i wanted to do that but i made like two version n hated em so far so im still workin on it

thats it for the moment but ill try to update it as i remember or like as ish happens!

[bonesandthebees]

Ider if i told u but i got my wisdom teeth removed today and that shit was the worst experience of my life ohmygod

The actual procedure went okay, though like i took an anti anxiety med that was supposed to knock me out but i was Fully Conscious LMFAO AND SO I ASKED THEM TO GIVE ME THE OTHER ONE BUT THEY WERE LIKE "naur bro ur fine" BC I WSNT FREAKING OUT A TON DJFKGKF WHICH I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR (tho it turned out to be a good thing bc those meds ended up making me . Hashtag emetophobia tw ifykwim)

BUT YEAH THE RECOVERY PROCESS WAS SHITTTT THEY TOLD ME I COULD TAKE OUT THE GAUZE IN 2 HRS AND SLEEP BC I WAS VERY TIRED BUT NOOOO IT WOUKDNT HEALLL FOR A WHOLE SIX ASS HOURS

Ahem sorry for yelling i was just very . Upset bc i wanted to sleep or even just drink fucking water man

BUT I DIDDD EVENTUALLY I DIDD WE REJOICEEE i think there was still a little bit of blood but i couldnt taste it anymore and i was really thirsty so shfkfkf and food (literally just broth lmao) made me feel a lot better so that's good

But yeah . -1100000 experience i would literally never recommend it (unless u have to, also from who I've talked to almost everyone else has had a better experience than me so if u are scared, do not worry king it won't be that bad. And even if it is like me, im here!! And alive!! And the nausea wasnt that bad, it kinda just came and went. Much better than migraines bro fr, migraines suck BALLS)

Like everyone kept telling me to watch a movie but that was stressing me out so what i ended up doing wss putting on a podfic (passerine podcast on yt woot woot, i listened to change fate by sircantus) and man it's actually wild how much it helped me. It helped calm my anxiety AND distract me from the pain. Once i did that existing felt less like suffering and more like an annoyance ahahah

OUGH I DIDNT EVEN GET ANY SILLY GOOFY MOMENTS EITHER BC I WASNT LOOPY AT ALL JUST TIRED DHFJFK

Anyways ty for letting me get that out of my system LMAOO

oh man this sounds literally horrible I'm so sorry icy 😭 that sucks that you weren't able to knock out even a little bit but at least the procedure itself wasn't horrible

god that sounds terrible though just sitting there for 6 hours waiting to be able to take the gauze out. that's so strange that it took so long. but at least you were able to listen to passerine podcast that's nice!!

everyone I know whose gotten their wisdom teeth removed had a better experience than this I am so sorry you got so unlucky.

I'm very grateful that I'm never gonna have to get my wisdom teeth removed. I had soooo much horribly painful dental work done to my mouth throughout my entire teen years that I now genuinely get bad anxiety anytime I'm in a dentist office even if I'm not there for myself, I straight up was getting anxious when I took my grandma there for a cleaning the other day 😭 and I keep putting off a recommended (minor) procedure bc of this anxiety it's badddd

I hope you're feeling better now though!!

[diamondeyes-deluxe]

So, I was quite stupid in high school.

That's not true. A lot of the people I know say I'm really smart. I have certain, specific topics that I am really, really good at. I got like 95%-100%s on every test I *actually* studied for.

But I graduated high school with a 1.7 GPA.

I mean at least I graduated?

I was... going through a lot in high school. (I truly don't think I'll even feel sad whenever my dad does die.) It's not just that I was sad. We were poor, and i wasn't getting enough food. I was also disillusioned because he kept telling me school didn't matter and was fascist or whatever, and scared of the world he was leading me to believe laid beyond childhood, full of satanic cannibals and pedophiles. I also just could not pay attention. I dont know why. It never clicked with me that I should. Not that I was *supposed to*, I understood that, I just never saw a reason *why I should*. It didn't interest me.

I guess when I list shit out like that, it makes me feel better that I am as functioning now as I am.

Anyway. I spent all of my classes sleeping (and spent every night binging TV until 4am), socializing, or making up little stories in my head and doodling. I learned very little.

Now I'm 25, and... I want to see what I missed! In my adulthood (and newfound stability), I want to learn! I don't really have an objective, like, a college or career path, I just Want. To. Know!!! For myself! For fun?

So I am!

I didn't know where to start... probably the 4 core subjects is my best bet? There's nothing I want to specialize in..I. yet! Maybe something will grab my interest!

I've got some textbooks. I've got The Penguin History of The World, Openstax's ap Biology (I probably retained enough to start with ap at 26, haha...), The Art of Problem Solving's Algebra 1, and... no English (I was always pretty good with English)... but I've got some open source Spanish 1 text book, which I've already gotten a decent way through! (¡Puedo comer vidrio, no me hace daño!

Then I'll branch out to more specific parts of history, like certain times or countries, Geometry, Algebra 2, eventually Calculus (which I don't think I ever even took? The state I went to HS in is 49th in Education....), and introductory chemistry and physics.

And then I'll teach myself college level things!

I'll also probably delve into things like psychology, philosophy, sociology... I love, y'know, *people*.

Of course, this is very embarrassing. Two days ago, my boyfriend taught me how to multiply and divide fractions by canceling. I'm 25. That's, like, mortifying to admit.

But at least I'm doin' something about it instead of never admitting it and then continuing to not know forever!

Grifjejf. I don't want to count my chickens before they hatch but. I'm really looking forward to this journey tbh. Learning is fun to me now! I want knowledge. Yay.

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Just screaming into the void because I'm tired of shit happening. My Granny always said everything happens in 3s, good or bad. And I more or less believe it. After the the past few weeks I believe it.

On Dec 2nd I go to the ER with abdominal pain that turned out to be a 3mm sized kidney stone. I get admitted with the possibility of surgery because they don't know if the meds will break it up. Thankfully it passed and I avoided surgery

My mother kept my family (husband, child and MIL) from visiting me because the attention wouldn't be focused on her. They manage to get to the hospital a couple of hours before I am released.

I spend about a week still in moderate, but manageable pain. I go back to work during this time, because we need the mone and holiday season equals more hours.

Once I finally start feeling better and back to my normal self, I get COVID for the second time in my life (yes I am vaccinated). So I miss crucial work hours for the holiday season and spend christmas sick, alongside my family. I'll be lucky if my paychecks hit $200

I come back to work with my hours severely cut. Instead of 5 4to6 hour shifts a week, I'm given 2 4 hour shifts a week. My boss claims it's because the holidays are over, but it's bullshit. Everyone else has regular hours.

Today, I end up getting to work late because my boss changed my schedule without informing me. Instead of the closing shift, I had to open. Then while on my ten minute break, I decide to check Facebook and am greeted to a post from my cousin about her grandma, my aunt, passing away. She had passed on New Year's Day in her sleep.

I wasn't always close to my aunt because of who my mother was. Once my Granny passed, my family began leaving me out of things. They assumed I was just like my mother and didn't bother with me, regardless of how often I tried to prove I wasn't her.

I was close to my cousin growing up though. We drifted apart, occasionally sending each other holiday and birthday messages, or old pictures. But never more than that. She didn't want to actually converse with me.

I am upset that my aunt is gone. But I am more upset that my cousin doesn't have her anymore. She raised her. Her father gave up parental rights when she was little and would barely acknowledge her. Her mother is just not present, from what I remember. I don't know about her siblings. I just know that a key part of her support system is gone.

Without her grandma, I dont think she wouldn't have gotten into college where she studied to become a teacher.

I want to go to viewing and funeral, but I doubt I'd be welcome, because my mother sure isn't. And I understand if I'm not. I'mnot going to cause more problems. I just wish I could offer more than what sounds like empty words.

I know a lot of this sounds selfish, but I honestly just want my cousin to know that I care and I want to help.

Thanks to anyone that read this. I just needed to vent and this is safest place to do it where I won't get bombarded with notifications that make me shittier than I already do.