#i was talking to a friend about 911 and about the anticipation i'm feeling for the next episode

[buckleydiazmp4]

streaming and binge watching and tiktok and reels and shorts. our brains are dying. we are actively unlearning patience

[milla-frenchy]

911

1k4 | Joel Miller x fem reader | ao3 Summary: you and Joel go out on a rainy night. His protective side turns you on Warnings: 18+ mdni. teasing, footplay, dirty talk, rough sex, piv, oral (m). Light violence (not towards reader). Reader’s hair can be pulled.  No age specified, no outbreak a/n: couple from the 5 days collection. Can be read alone. This is for the April showers challenge by @undercoverpena Thank you @aurorawritestoescape for beta reading 💕

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You and Joel were having dinner at a restaurant. Night had already fallen, and the rain was painting the city streets in darker shades. While waiting for dessert, you breathed out on the window and drew a heart. You smiled shyly, and Joel thought you were the sweetest woman he had ever met. When you slid your shoeless foot from his calf to his crotch, he thought that you were also the sexiest woman he had ever met.

“We haven’t tested this bathroom yet, Joel,” you said, gently stroking your lip with your index finger. Your shy smile was forgotten, giving way to another kind of smile. Without taking his eyes off you, he grabbed your foot and pressed it against his shaft.

“Nah. Wanna make you scream on my cock tonight. I can’t give it to you good here, baby. Wanna do it right.”

Your pussy clenched, and you tried to squeeze your thighs together to relieve the pressure between them. But he didn’t release your foot, smirking as he saw you grimace in your chair.

The waiter set down your desserts, cutting off the conversation momentarily. You brought the spoon to your mouth, keeping it in longer than necessary.

“Mmm…that’s the best flavor I’ve ever had in my mouth.”

He looked at you, his narrowed eyes glinting.

“Is that right?”

His eyes moved down from yours to your lips, and he pressed your foot tighter against his cock. He grabbed his glass with his free hand and took a sip. It looked tiny between his fingers. And you couldn't help but think about moments when he would push them into your pussy and make you come on them. You tried to calm down as his grin widened. Of course he knew exactly what you were thinking about. You cleared your throat and asked: “are you jealous of a spoon, Mr. Miller?”

“I think I could be jealous of just about anything that comes near you, sweetheart.”

You smiled and took another spoonful.

You walked out of the restaurant and headed towards the parking lot. Joel had his arm around your shoulder, yours was around his waist. The rain started to fall again and you took shelter under a porch of one of the buildings. Joel hugged you and kissed you, his big hands squeezing your ass under your dress. You whined, eager to finally be home and feel his naked body against yours. Two men approached, and one of them said, “nice ass, wanna share?” Joel turned towards them, fists clenched.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

He stood in front of you, interposing himself between you and them. They were young. Early twenties.

“I said," Nice ass, wanna share?”. Are you deaf, man?”

Neither he nor you had time to anticipate what happened next. When Joel punched him, you heard a bone crack and the man knelt on the ground. The one who accompanied him approached, hesitantly.

“Get the fuck outta here, kid. Or I ain’t gonna break just this asshole’s nose.”

The guy looked at his friend and ran away. Joel glanced down at the kneeling man, then back at you. Tilting his chin towards you, asking silently if you were ok. You nodded. Joel looked around, and saw a piece of wood on the ground. He grabbed it, before approaching the young man. He held out his hands and shouted “I’m leaving, I’m leaving!” I'm sorry!!" before getting up and running away too.

Joel dropped the piece of wood and moved closer to you, covered your cheeks with his hands, and asked “are you ok, sweetheart?”

“I…fuck, yeah. I think so. What the fuck is wrong with these guys?!”

He took your hand, and said “yeah, I know baby, but it’s ok now. Come on, we can’t stay here.”

You ran to another street under the heavy rain, and Joel didn't keep his eyes off the surroundings. Finally you arrived at the underground tunnel and stopped at the stairs. You were soaked by the rain.

“Okay, let’s wait here until the rain calms down a bit”, he said.

He held you close, and you couldn’t stop thinking about how he protected you, his cool control of the situation, as if he had never doubted his superiority over them. You kissed him, your tongue sliding between his lips. You pressed yourself against him, and slipped your hand between your two bodies and put it on his crotch.

“What are you doing, sweetheart?” he asked, his piercing gaze searching for yours. You looked up at him and your stare left no doubt about what you desired.

“Fuck…Did that turn you on?”

You nodded, stroking his cock through his jeans. He was already hard.

“Claim me”, you said.

“What? Claim…here?”

“Yeah, fuck me here. Now. I need it.”

He held your chin between his fingers, trying to read you again. Searching for an ounce of hesitation. But there wasn't any. You slipped your hand into your panties and collected your slick on your fingers before showing him your hand. He took your hand in his and licked your fingers. He groaned. “Shit, ok. ‘m gonna fuck you here, if you want it that bad.” 

He turned you around, pinning you against the cold wall of the tunnel. His fingers eagerly unzipped his jeans before releasing his hard cock. He grabbed your hips, pulling them towards him. He pulled up your dress and pushed your panties to the side, before sliding his fingers along your soaked slit. He hissed through his teeth.

“You’re the filthiest girl I’ve ever known.”

He grabbed his cock in his hand and barely slid it between your folds. You held your breath, ready to feel his cock sink into your core. You wanted him to own you. He bottomed out in one go, and your cheek rubbed against the stone.

“Fuckin’...tight,” he grunted. “That’s what you want? Being railed in a tunnel at night?”

“Yes, fuck….”

“I'm sure you'd like someone to catch us here. So that some guy could see you, hear you moan while you're getting fucked. Let him see that you’re fuckin’ mine.”

He grabbed your hair in his tight fist, and started fucking you hard, grunting every time he thrust.

“Answer me.”

“Yeah, you know I’d love that.” His hand released your hair and it slid down along your breasts, down to your panties.

“Yeah...You’re gonna come on it, now. Wanna feel this pussy clenching me.”

His finger rolled over your clit, as his cock kept pounding you.

“Damn, been hard since the restaurant and the show you gave me there. Fuck.”

He fucked you fast and hard, not letting his fingers leave your clit even for a second. His cock was brushing your g-spot continuously, and you felt your orgasm building. This mixture of pleasure and pain, his cock brutally parting your folds every time he thrust in, his fingers on you. He knew for a long time how to make you cum in a few minutes. When you clenched his cock, your moans echoed in the tunnel. 

You pulled away from him and got down on your knees, your dress falling down your thighs.

“Claim me,” you said again, your eyes raised to him.

“Fuck,” he said, quickly jerking his entire length in front of your face. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, waiting. Your eyes were fixed on each other.

“Shit…gonna paint your face.”

He grunted when the first spurts of cum hit your lips, tongue and chin, and he placed his tip on your tongue for the next two spurts. Your eyes were still fixed on him.

He thrust into your mouth, and you felt him twitch again, until he emptied his balls completely. He rested his hand against the wall so as not to lose his balance as you sucked his cock, swallowing his hot load.

“Fuck, baby….” he was trying to catch his breath, while you were keeping his throbbing cock in the warmth of your mouth.

Finally, he grabbed your elbow, helped you up and kissed you, tasting himself on your tongue. You heard the sirens of an ambulance in the distance. He tucked his cock in his pants, took your hand, and you two walked towards the parking lot.

“Told you I wanna make you scream on my cock, tonight. Come on, I’m not done with ya.”

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[rosyhoneydew]

911 8x04 sneak peek coda with buddietommy because my brain wouldn't let this go until I wrote it.

"Okay," Tommy lifts his hands placatingly. "Well, if we're going to talk curses, I'll need to be way more caffeinated. You want anything, Eddie?"

"Nah, I'm good."

"Right," Tommy says. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

Eddie's been flipping through the hospital-provided magazines in Buck's room for the better part of an hour, but his eyes flick up to catch the movement of Tommy leaning toward Buck.

He doesn't mean to watch, it's instinct that has him looking on. Nonetheless, he catches the way Buck shifts just a little as Tommy moves in, and feels a sympathy pang for the way Tommy changes course to pat a hand on Buck's shoulder rather than the kiss it had initially looked like he was going for.

Eddie quickly flicks his eyes back to the magazine, not wanting to let on that he'd seen.

He hears Tommy head back out into the hallway and sits up, turning his attention on Buck.

"What was that about?"

"What?" Buck asks, fiddling with the top sheet on his bed.

Eddie levels him with a look when Buck finally makes eye contact again. Really?

"It's nothing," Buck sighs eventually.

"Sorta felt like something," he counters.

Buck grimaces. "I don't know..." Then he finally caves. "I guess I just thought it might be weird."

"Weird? To... kiss your boyfriend?"

"Weird for you," he says, looking at Eddie out of the corner of his eye. You knew what I meant, goes unsaid.

"Buck," Eddie starts, uncrossing his legs and leaning closer to the bed so he's impossible to ignore. "I told you that you being with Tommy doesn't change anything, remember?"

"Yeah, I-I know but like it's different, knowing that we're dating and, like, seeing us make out or whatever."

A random, hot thrill strikes Eddie when the thought conjures up the image. He thinks of the way Tommy's hands must fit, sure and heavy, on Buck's jaw, his neck, as they kiss. He imagines the way Buck tilts his head back to let Tommy's tongue slide in deeper, moaning when the wet slide of it imitates something even dirtier.

"Make out, huh?" he manages weakly. "Didn't realize hospital beds got you going like that."

Buck flushes and rolls his eyes. "You know what I mean."

"I do," Eddie says. "Look, Buck, it doesn't bother me, okay? You shouldn't do anything you're not comfortable with, but you don't have to hide this part of you for my sake. Not ever. Got it?"

Buck nods, looking relieved.

"Plus-" Eddie starts before he realizes what's about to pour out of his mouth. He snaps his mouth shut.

"Plus?" Buck prompts.

"Plus, I don't know... it's not like you guys are, like, hard on the eyes or anything." He's stammering. "I mean, it's not like a hardship, you know?"

Buck sits back wide-eyed. Shit. Eddie hadn't meant to make it weird, but it definitely was, right? That's probably not a normal thing to say to your best friend about him and your other best friend dating.

"You-?"

"Sorry." Buck cuts himself off at the sound of Tommy's voice, thank god.

"I had to wait for someone to track down the creamer, at least it's somewhat drinkable now." Tommy frowns at his coffee like it's insulted him just by existing.

Buck smiles at Tommy. He's shaken himself out of the state of shock he was in when Tommy walked back in, but he's got a glint in his eye that's making Eddie feel a little on edge.

"Can I have a taste?" he asks.

Tommy cocks a brow. "Sure."

But when he steps closer and holds out the paper cup, Buck bypasses it altogether. He grabs Tommy's hand, the free one, and pulls him down enough to get his other hand around the back of Tommy's neck.

Eddie couldn't look away if he tried. Tommy lets out a huff of surprise as their lips lock, a gasp as Buck deepens it immediately, licking in so fully that Eddie can see the movement from his chair. There's thick anticipation and intrigue simmering in his gut at the sight, but it's over all too quickly.

Tommy leans back, smiling and pecking Buck once more, before clearing his throat and looking over at Eddie a little sheepishly.

"Okay," he says, voice low, "what did I miss?"

[lovelylovelyartist]

Hi! Adding some advice/Wish I Knew That knowledge from a 30 year old depressed disabled Sad Boi :)

Hair

- if you have hair long enough to be up(like pony tail bun etc) don't sleep with it up. That also causes frizz and breakage (I'm still trying to train myself out of this one 😅)

-look up what type of hair you have and what kind of brush/shampooing you should use. Different types of hair have different cares, and you'll feel better for it.

Menstrual:

- if you leak/bleed into your underwear, use COLD water in the sink to wash it out. Hot water will cause the hemoglobin to basically bind up and stay in the fabric. But if you clean the undies while they're still fresh, usually it won't stain.

- track your cycle. Not on an app (not with the USs byzantine laws. It could come back to bite you) but on a calendar, with a journal, something. It's just very helpful to know your typical cycle, when it should happen, when ovulation happens so you know when NOT to have sex (if applicable), and sometimes you need to schedule OBGYN appointments at certain points in your cycle

- don't wait to take the ibuprofen/midol/whatever. There's no bravery in pushing through it. Just take the ibuprofen. (Not specifically menstrual related just kinda in general)

Safety in the public world:

- tell a friend your travel plans/about what you plan to do that day. If something happens to you, if you're not home by when you thought you'd be because something happened, it could help someone get a jump on finding you/saving you.

- when you drop off a friend somewhere, have them flash a porch/house light when they get in to let you know they're safe. Yes, even the big strong people that can handle themselves.

- if you're being confronted/harassed/etc, make a scene. Scream, yell, cry, make direct eye contact with someone and talk to them. If something happens to you, you have witnesses that saw something happen.

- when you're administering first aid or CPR and there are other people around, pick someone out specifically to call 911 (ie, "you with the green jacket, call 911"). Too often a group will assume someone else has and not call

- when giving first aid or cpr, accept help when it's offered. If someone else knows cpr, trade off with them. Shits exhausting, and having someone to help could make a world of difference.

Safety at home:

- LEARN THE SELF HEIMLICH. If you are disabled and can't do it in a traditional way, ask a doctor/paramedic/fireman how to do it safely.

- make yourself a Bug Out Bag. A gym bag, backpack, suitcase, whatever you can easily pick up and walk out the door if you have to leave that minute. Keep it as close to the door or fire exit as you can (or even at a secondary location if you make it in anticipation of escaping abusive family/partner), and make one for each resident of your home. Make sure it has:

Non perishable foods you can safely eat (granola bars, small cans, etc)

A gallon of water, per person per day (recommended a 14 day supply, but for a bug out bag one or two is fine)

A change of clothes that fit, with extra socks and underwear

A Hoodie, and cold weather clothing if appropriate

A three day(minimum) supply of medications (prescription, but also some OTC Tylenol/ibuprofen/etc)

Money, whatever you can spare from daily life

Phone charger, power bank, emergency burner phone if you think that's pertinent

Flashlight and batteries

A written list of in case of emergency contacts

Spare glasses if necessary

If you have pets, a leash, a toy, and enough food and water for them

Updated pictures of your pets/family/other people in your household. If you get separated in a natural disaster, this can be a linchpin in helping you find them.

Important documents, or at least copies- birth certificate, Social Security card, green card, passport, etc

A small radio, with batteries or whatever it needs to be operational.

Something non electronic to do! Book of crosswords, sketchbook, rubix cube, coloring book, knitting supplies, whatever! You may need to conserve power for phones.

I lived in Southern California where we had fire evacuations almost every other week, so this has definitely been a boon. Make sure to maintain it as necessary! (Changing the food and water, replacing expired medications, updating photos, making sure the clothes still fit)

Pets safety:

- if you have small spaces you can't easily reach, block them off. Cats will run to those when they're scared, and if you can't easily reach them if there's a fire/natural disaster, it's not good.

- try to keep a kennel or carrier on hand for each small animal in your household if space allows. Alternatively, try to acclimate your cats to car rides

- learn the heimlich manuver for cats and dogs! It is a thing!

Mental health

- if you can do nothing else that day, try brushing your teeth and changing your underwear. You only get one set of teeth in your adult life, and shit sucks to deal with when they're unhealthy

- in that same vein, if you feel up to it do at least one small change. Change your clothes, or change your sheets, or change where you're sitting. Sometimes the most important thing is to break up the monotony of depression.

-play with your pets. They love it, you feel better for it, win win

- feed your cat at the same time you take your medications. I promise you your cat will never let you forget.

- get a pill box. I stg this is the one thing that's made sure I actually remember to take my meds, even when it was just a single pill a day.

- if you start feeling like you're dissassociating or unreality, make yourself a hot or a cold drink. Focus on it, focus on the temperature, on the contents, on the sounds it makes.

- or eat something very pungent or visceral feeling. Cronch a carrot, or a pickle, or a pepper. Lick a salt block, put vinegar on your hand and lick it off. Crunch an ice cube. Something with texture or bite to it, as long as it's safe for you to eat

- make a safety plan. Even if you never share it with others, or never need to use it, make it. There's samples online, but the gist of it is an If Then type thing- If im feeling suicidal, then I follow these steps. If im feeling Unreal, Then these are coping skills. It's basically meant to be a "if you want to kill yourself, do these things first to see if they make you feel less suicidal." My safety plan has shit like "brush your teeth", "feed and cuddle the cats", "listen to a podcast", "give yourself a hug for a few minutes", "have a snack". As well as the other stuff like "make sure you've taken your meds", and "go somewhere you won't have means to do something". If you go through your safety plan and still want to kill yourself, it's sad but I understand. But if you go through your safety plan and feel better enough you can stand another day, then it's done its job. (Then recommend contacting a mental health professional or someone that can help you talk through what you are/were feeling

- give other people compliments in your head (or out loud, but It's deffo less socially anxious to do it mentally). Eventually it starts making you feel better too

-look up bloopers for shows you like. No really. MASH bloopers are my favorite, but I think muppets/sesame street bloopers are fucking ART and are hysterical to me. (Nothing quite matches elmo voice yelling "I ONLY HAD THREE LINES...")

- force yourself to smile. Not in a performance way, not for other people. Smile when there's no one around, even when you have no reason to. The muscle memory of smiling can trigger your brain to release the chemicals it would when you're actually happy.

- follow compassionate reminder or daily affirmation style blogs on Tumblr, or recovery for ED or addictions/etc. It sounds stupid but god it really helped me sometimes when I've felt like shit.

- instead of body positivity, first strive for body neutrality. Not "my body is beautiful and perfect as it is". Instead try things like "I have hands for petting cats, and making art." "My stomach provides me nourishment, to keep me through the day" "I have legs for dancing, and running, and kicking". Take the things you hate about yourself, and try thinking about them in a neutral way. It's hard to go from Hating your body directly to loving it. But Hating your body to being neutral to it, that's a little easier.

- high school is not the same as college, or real life for that matter. This is good and bad. Good because Jesus christ high-school sucks. But bad because whether you know it or not, the routine is important and when it goes away, you can find yourself lost.

- plan a weekly/biweekly/monthly hangout with friends. Same time, same place, same day (with some allowance for variance, but generally the same) And keep it, sometimes even when you're not always up to human contact. Sometimes Adulthood is such that scheduling time to hang out with people is the only way you can maintain contact with people lol I have 6 people that I see almost every week that I never talk to the rest of the week, and the simple act of getting together once a week has ensured that I see people other than my partner. Otherwise maintaining friends is hard (doesn't have to be irl either! Watch a movie with your mutuals, play an online game with buds! Just hanging out is enough!)

Some things I wish I knew and internalized 20 years ago, hopefully the fact that tumblr has so many young people on it means that posts like this reach them.

In case no one told you growing up

Bras last longer if you let them air dry. Don’t put them in the dryer.

If you have a problem with frizzy hair, don’t dry your hair with a towel. It makes the frizzies worse. (I recently read an article that said to use a t-shirt? I brush mine out and let it air dry.)

Whites wash best in hot water. Everything else can be in cold - save on your electricity bill.

You can kill 99.9% of germs in a sponge by putting it in the dishwasher for a cycle or by microwaving it for 2 min (be sure to make the sponge damp before microwaving and to put a cup half full of water in with it and please DO NOT squeeze the sponge until it has cooled off)

Airing out your room/house and letting sunlight in every so often can decrease the number of household pests like silverfish and ants.

Black underwear is best during your period as stains are less likely to be visible.

To save money, put aside 10% of each paycheck into a savings account. It’ll add up.

Unless your hair has something on/in it (like grease or mud or something), using conditioner first can actually be the better choice. The conditioner holds in the good oils that help you hair look sleek and beautiful, which shampoo would otherwise wash away.

Speaking of shampoo - if you have long hair, washing just the bits that touch your scalp is generally enough. The rest of your hair gets cleaned with just the run off from your scalp.

If you put a tampon in and it’s uncomfortable/you can feel it, you didn’t do it quite right. A properly placed tampon is virtually unnoticeable by the wearer.

Apply deodorant/antiperspirant a couple hours in advance of when you need it. This gives the product the chance to block your sweat glands. Using deodorant just before going somewhere where you’ll sweat (this means walking outside for people in high humidity places) results in your sweat washing the deodorant off and starkly limiting its usefulness.

After running the dryer, use the dryer sheet from that load to brush out the lint catch - it gets everything off in a fraction of the time it’ll take you to get it clean with your bare hands. Paper towels also work well.

Wash your face everyday, or as often as possible. Forget which brand of cleanser is best. Just washing your face everyday will guarantee you clearer skin. And do you best not to pop pimples, as tempting as the urge may be.

Fold laundry asap after taking it from the dryer to avoid wrinkles. This may seem obvious for dress shirts and silly for things like t-shirts, but you’ll notice the difference even then once your shirts stop looking like unfolded paper balls.

[pjstafford]

Second Anniversary of First COVID Case in US

Over 800,000 has died. More died in 2021 than 2020.

In NM there has been over 6000. In 2020 it was the third leading cause of death. Cancer and heart disease beat it out. The governor announced today that 90% of New Mexicans have had at least a first vaccination shot. ICU beds have currently reached between 85% to 100%. Cases are supposed to peak sometime in February.

There is the rub right now isn't it? I'm tired. I'm confused. I know vaccinations and booster help to prevent hospitalizations and death. I, also, believed at one point that testing and contract tracing was the best way to prevent the spread, but things changed, I guess, when we didn't have enough tests and there was too many infections to keep up with contract tracing. Then, it became, everyone would get it. I once believed that widespread contagion would lead to more mutations. No one is really talking about that. I could learn to believe in herd immunity, but it seems like people have caught this t thing, recovered, been vaccinated and get it again and we are now at three shots and studies from Israel is suggesting a fourth. So, I don't know anymore. I still wear a mask and social distance and mostly stay isolated. I don't know. I do what I do.

Two years ago. I'm a news junkie. I knew about the first case. I was in Santa Fe for work. I was anticipating a friend coming to visit in February. She did. I am sure we mentioned the virus. Another friend came to see me in March back in Albuquerque and we talked more about the cases. Ten days later we locked down.

I do go out now more than I did this time last year. I go to my office once or twice a month. I go to the grocery stores instead of having them delivered. I'm more likely to go to a coffee shop than I used to be. Inflation has changed things for me in ways I don't like but is probably healthy. I eat less meat. I drink less alcohol. I still don't eat in restaurants and, w hile I used to order in, I have stopped that now and so I'm not surprised restaurant industry isn't recovering.

I'm not living in existential fear anymore. I'm also afraid to look forward to things. I'm in limbo. I'm keeping on keeping on, as Dylan would say. I

This is what it feels like to me as I look around as a way to explain it. I have been in situations where I was terrified of immediate, physical danger and assault. It was quick. I could think of nothing else for those moments. Then, it was over and there was a "cooling" off where I came to gradually breathe slower, and my blood pressure went down, and I could think of other things. That was 2020.

Once I had a man, very drunk, I didn't know, trying to break into my home. He went from door to door and window to window. I was really afraid and called 911 and they said the police were on their way and stay with me on the phone. It was terrifying, but unless he got in before the police came it wasn't immediate in the same way. So my senses were heightened. But I could turn off the oven in preparation that if he got in at least I wouldn't also have a fire. I got fully dressed with my shoes. I grabbed a knife. It took forever for the police to come and it was scary, but I was able to do other things to prepare for the worse. That was 2021.

Now, I feel more like I'm in a horror fun house. There are moments I'm having fun, but I know it's a matter of time before something jumps out at me and everything is strange and I feel like I'm the butt of some elaborate joke. There's nothing to do but walk back through the house and if I get caught in a mirror maze I could come out at the beginning again. That is 2022 so far. I don't like it. I want to get to the end already.