#i’m not tryna make it run marathons

[whackmewithwhump]

pissed off that my body is shitty at doing the bare minimum

[spiderthesenutz]

hi!! may i request first date headcanons (☀️) with pavitr, gwen, miles and hobie? (gn reader)

First DATE with the Spider Quartet!

CINEMA!

Or stay at home and watch movies-

Definitely would try the stretch and around your shoulder move

Is internally screaming the entire time

He’s very nervous so if you say stuff like

“This is so fun! We should do this again!”

He MELTS

He’s like

“Again? I’d love to! I mean as long as you want to”

Absolutely they type to brush his hand against yours tryna hype himself up in his head

He walks you back home or if you’re already at your place watching movies he asks to go for a walk and then walks you home

Stands at your door all nervous like

“I really had fun with you today Y/N”

“I really enjoyed it to miles, let’s do it again sometime yeah?”

If you lean in and kiss him he just stands there like: ( ・∇・)

Then you have two different processes:

Miles: omg they just kissed me- so does this mean another date or? I’m literally falling harder oh god-do they still like me? WAS THAT A PLATONIC KISS?

Y/n: LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

PUNK CONCERTS!

But also movie nights at his place, cuddled up on the sofa

SELF CARE NIGHTS

dying each-others hair (more him dying yours and you begging to do his much to him amusement)

He definitely gave you a piercing at some point

Hanging out in his bedroom jamming out to his music

Having little dates where you meet up in a little remote area and just chill out without hearing the world around you

Wouldn’t take you swinging-BUT he does take you to the top of the Big Ben

Which you both spray paint and flee the scene

Y/n: oh! We can watch shark boy and lava girl and make out during the scary parts

Hobie:…

Y/n:…

Y/n: what?

Hobie:the scary parts of shark boy and lava girl?

CAFE DATES, MOVIE NIGHTS AND STUDY DATES

Late night movie nights/sleepovers

Cuddles whilst you have movie marathons

He just loves having his hands on you

Cuddling on the couch during movie dates

You playfully calling chai “chai tea” and watching him pout

“Oh come on you know I don’t mean it”

“No no kisses for an hour- you know what you did”

He’s really warm so you never need a blanket, just Pavitr

He’s 100% the type to just lie on top of you with his face in your chest whilst you play with his hair not paying attention to the movie

Y/n: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Pavitr: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

SKATEBOARD DATES

Or just going to the park with a ton of snacks

Late night walks/store runs

Self care nights after a stressful day

Spontaneous dates when something happened with her dad and she needs to cheer up

You put on her favourite movie

Gather her favorite snacks you keep stockpiled for moments like this

Cuddle up on the sofa at yours as you stroke her hair and comfort her

Sleeping on the couch together!

Gwen: Y/n, you love me, right?

Y/n: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

[morbidmorbid]

loser scud coming in his pants agenda !!

a/n: this whole thing was me laying in bed and being like, “omg scud getting incredibly turned on and possibly even creaming his pants by you like pretend fucking him through his clothes.” like that’s all. that one thought became this whole mess.. yikes. also i am obviously on board with scud being into pegging it just makes sense. ok enjoy this for i am very embarrassed and ashamed that i even wrote it, do not look at me.

cw: dry humping, sub!scud, small pinch of dirty talk, smoking

the pellets of the rain become only slightly more apparent when the door creaks open, paints the windows down the buildings hall and then it muffles again.

scud looks heavy and full in his clothes, drenched and it trickles to his pant legs, to his boots and puddles at the floor beneath his shoes. you hear the squelch before you see it. hands dirtied with paints and oils, messied down to your knees.

life was easy when not faced with the outside; of a sort of tranquility that came with the stroke of a brush against canvas paper. the blissful. though chosen, ignorance against what transpired in the world beyond your craft. of building a box amidst the throes of war, closing in and feeling as it rocks and quakes you, but what you can’t see won’t hurt you.

and there was a simplicity that comes with that perspective that could be deemed imprudent almost. when death and destruction would come knocking—or rather bursting through the shards of the windows or displaying itself into gnarly teeth and even more vicious bite—there would be no prior preparation, simply the demise itself. and there was an okay acception with that probability that scud told you he’d grown to loathe. around his cigarette he’d ask you genuinely, and if i lose ya’, then what? and your fighting words: ‘you won’t.’

and when scud retreated because he was too unversed when conveying himself—inproficient in a system where he was expected to carry too many reject emotions—there was guilt evident for you. an irk of it that created an itch where you couldn’t scratch. just want ya’ ready for whatever, his words were so simple, yet so upfront. and he’d kissed you then, buried himself in your neck to seal his statement.

things were like that for a while, until there was no more imagining and death was actually in your face—in the rapid thrum in your chest, in the blood splashed across your skin and the harrowing, echoing gunshot ringing in the air. when blade had saved you, given you a second chance at life in the sake of scud, a decision of to merely live or survive had fueled a riot inside of you. you’d chosen survival and scud had assisted you with weaponry.

your knife, long and seethed, had been tucked back into its pocket upon seeing him at the front door.

“tired of me already? tryna kill me?” he jokes and haphazardly begins to peel out of his wet clothes. it’s a mess of carelessness and he chuckles through an apology when you suck in a breath in regards to the mess.

“i wasn’t a second ago,” you say and approach him. scud swings two arms out for an embrace, instead met with your two hands striping him of his flannel that hadn’t taken as much rain impact as the rest of his clothing. “until you decided to undress yourself right here at the door.”

scud, ever so needy, juts his lower lip out in what should be a pout, only it’s tired. “undress myself,” scud emphasizes with a smile that lacks purity. it’s ridiculous that it’s the only bit he’d heard. “geez, i’m not even all the way in the door yet and you’re already—“

“josh.” a chuckle follows.

scud cackles and eventually comes out of everything soaked, left in a t-shirt, briefs and socks.

the rain persistently drags on. it pitter-patters like a melody when met with the now silence of the apartment. this is a typical; of creaking floor boards singing until tunes play from your speaker, until the tv runs marathons throughout the day, until the window is cracked in the spring and the wind sings through the slits. those minute things made up the void of scud not being there.

but when he was—“thought about ya’ all freakin’ day.”—he was all over you. scud exhales while he fishes his crumpled up pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his jeans on the floor.

before he can surrender you to the sofa or the bed or anywhere comfortable enough to dump his body weight against you, you make comfortable just in case. going and slipping out of your dirtied jeans and pulling into a shirt that isn’t as restricting. and when you emerge from the bathroom, he is propped against the frame of the bedroom door with his lighter to the bud.

“did ya’ hear me?” he asks. when you approach him finally, you rise to kiss him dead on his face, only he’s quicker and catches your lips instead. it’s short, sweet, not enough for him if the draw to his eyebrows is telling. he hums in a probing manner in addition to his question, avid in looking for an answer.

“what?” you say in false confusion. you need to hear him say it again for your own amusement.

scud is so zealous, it’s an interesting thing. when you wind around the bed to get seated, he follows you like a puppy, trailing behind with his socked feet and rain damp hair. and he sits so impossibly close, a suffocating lack of space, thigh to thigh. though it’s expected and completely usual, so when he sinks in and leans over to bury a nose in the junction of your chest and neck, you embrace him.

“said i thought about you today,” the words are pressed tender and cold against your skin. scud seems to have abandoned his smoke for intimacy, cigarette pinched between his fingers held a distances away by his extended arm. “all good things. great things, actually.”

you pull a candy from the scattered pile on the nightstand. “right. so i’m guessing things are running smoothly at the shop, then?” you reach out for his cigarette and scud doesn’t fight to keep it. instead he watches as you adjust your hold with it, watches as you tease him into opening up for it and taking an inhale with the guidance of your hand.

his eyes dilate a bit then, looking eased. “as smooth as they can be.”

“blade treating you well?” you pull it away and then he’s retrohaling it.

“mhm,” he’s idly responding now, disengaged where the conversation leads but seemingly completely taken with what he knows comes next.

“gonna stare all night or what?” like a feline, you give him an opening and he is on you in mere seconds. he’s a man in your lap, much larger than yourself.

the night actually begins here; with him in your lap high and needy, dazed and mesmerized by the simplicity of you aiding his smoke. this is where it starts and you’re left unsure whose hands the blood is on.

inhale. there’s a piece of candy held between your teeth, taunting, and you tap fingers against scud’s jaw to which he opens up. slipping it to him teeth to teeth, kissing his lips closed, kissing them again as they consume it. exhale. scud outwardly swears. his chest rises and falls in quick succession, hips jerking where they sit. “woah, easy.” you mock laugh in acknowledgment to his actions, free hand stilling him at the thigh.

“‘kay, fuck you for that,” and he both means it and doesn’t.

scud is best like this. when his worn fingers aren't dirtied and he's not face deep in chancy enginery. when he's lax, but pent up all the same, when he's not thinking because he doesn't have to anymore, because now you sit and pick out the nasty and the swarming bits wedged into the mush in his brain. when he lets you.

so you take advantage in the way you bring a hand up into his hair, in the way you un-tossle the frays, put them back in place but contrarily begin to take him apart. scud comes back for more with his face pressed against yours. he’s open-mouthed kisses against your jaw, then the apple of your cheek, then your ear. over and over and it’s like a pattern that he’s following.

you bring a hand down to his abdomen, feeling the fabric of his boxers against your palm. “well?” you drawl with a smile. scud has an eager hand placed on top of your idle one—like he’s ready to get what’s left of his clothes off on your call. “you never told me what you thought about.”

scud chuckles against your skin. one, two, three more presses of his lips before he speaks. “ain’t it obvious?”

“wanna hear it, smart ass.”

scud, ever so persistent in his kissing bombardment, places one on the corner of your lips, takes some of the sweet and sour with him. it has your fingertips squeezing around his waist, broad in your palm. in result, his muscles there constrict noticeably, fighting to still his own body.

he has never necessarily been shy or guarded with his words. he was the things others couldn’t say, reeking of envied self-assurance. so it’s nothing when he speaks unashamedly, says, “thought about when you fuck me with your strap thing or whatever.” and, god, while he was typically blatant at the mouth, this was something else.

when he pulls back from you, looks you in the eyes and tells you he wants it with his mere gaze, you maneuver around his back for a brisk moment to stub out his cigarette. your two free hands envelope him entirely; warm palms cupping his jaw and rubbing against the growing stubble that resides there, and he’s bringing both hands up to press against your ribcage.

“and ya’ know somethin’ else?” he begins again with a poorly concealed grin. his hips against yours start a languid roll. “wanked it so hard and so much today thinkin’ about it that i fucked up my wrist. had to switch ‘em halfway.” his words are low and slow like the blink of his eyes.

“what the hell, josh.” you snort and run slow thumbs over the swell of his cheeks, move them higher to push back the strands of his hair.

and he responds with an unenunciated ‘yep’ and a slow peck to your lower lip. it’s sweet, but lacks innocence. a gesture of permission, a question, an impatience that you can feel when he actually seeks out his pleasure. when you curtly nod and return his kiss this time like he’d been feening for, and he takes it heavily.

he’s rock solid where he rolls against you.

you consider crude reciprocation, but wait it out in a sick need to see him try to get himself off. that never proved a difficult task, scud could be such a slut whenever he wanted to be. many times you’d pulled orgasms out of him while he remained clothed, heaving chest and wandering hands when he’d come undone from handjobs through his thin sweats.

of previous instances of having him laid pliant against the sheets while you rubbed his pert nipples raw over his t-shirt and he had made such a big mess of himself over that.

he swears on your lips then and licks at your teeth.

you make to fuel his earlier musings that seemed to had blissfully plagued him. “don’t you miss it?” your strap: long, thick and pink in color—scud’s personal preference. “it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” a week isn’t a long while, but for how often scud subdues you to sex it seems like an eternity even to you.

he’s becoming looser with every passing thrust, rutting against your upper thighs with an almost untamed vigor. his hands are squeezing and squeezing, digging into your waist and the knowledge that he needs that to stay grounded right here outweighs the sting.

his body responds before he can piece together the words, cock leaking through the fabric and painting his boxers a deeper blue. it’s amusing to see it build up so rapidly, like he’d been waiting all day for this and he has. watching as he gets himself off in such a lewd way and knowing that this would not suffice twists a knot into your stomach. a hungry one that only forms in the light of making sure scud is taken care of, even if it takes until the world stops its spinning.

you grip his face in one demanding hand. “hey, don’t you?” you ask again, bringing him back and watching his eyes glaze over. it always came down to bringing him back. he runs on batteries, it seems, and no amount of twisting, turning or demanding can shut his rutting hips down, only the switch wedged deep into his spine.

“yes, yes,” he admits without qualms. never any qualms with him. “s’all i ever fuckin’ think about.”

“can you show me how well you ride it?” a feigned moral question. “please?”

scud comes to a slow with a doltish stare. “but you don’t even have—“

“i know that.”

a shame to make him think when he no longer held the capacity to. you know it from how low his eyelids now sit, how kiss swollen his lips have swelled, how hard his covered cock feels against your belly. and he doesn’t stop even when faced with a task that he hasn’t quite picked up on yet, turns minutely to mouth at the hand placed on his cheek. you let him for a moment, indulge him even in teasing the thumb against ready lips—open and pliant lips that part with anticipation. in between your legs throb looking at him.

babysitting his weight, you move hands to underneath his thighs, lifting him only to bring him back down. it lacks that gentleness that you are outside of this, only a nasty counterpart that is produced from a seed of scud’s sensuality. he’s a punched out gasp at that, always very reactive.

“felt that?” and it’s entirely hypothetical, but it’s that tidbit that usually gets him going in the first place; the sexual imagery of something he wants so badly just at the tip of his fingers. “you always take the first one so well.”

scud lets a slippery wet moan pass, chest puffed up in hotness, and before he gets comfortable like this, “come on, up.” you order and he always complies. he complies in lifting up slightly on his knees and pressing back down, rutting and rubbing on you and against you after meeting your hips again—a messy method he’s creating.

he becomes frantic with it then after two or three test runs, going up and coming down hard, all weight and cock and beauty. the wholeness of his face begins to redden with overexertion. it reaches his ears that are trickling with sweat, his hairline moist all the same. then he grunts, “i feel it, fuck, i feel it,” into the hand that he brings over his mouth.

“you’re just the prettiest thing,” scud runs well on exterior flatteries. “so manly, but so pretty.” when his back arches as he comes down against your pelvis for the umpteenth time, the signs are all there. “getting ripped apart by my big cock.”

“oh, holy fuck.” he cries around the fist shoved between teeth, all saliva and red knuckles. “makin’ me feel—“

you don’t give him room. “you gonna cum?” because he’s a mix of swears and a shift of rubbing and riding you, looking drunk from being taken—moreso the thought of you taking him. it’s such a lewd thing to get off too, something so niche, something so phantom, but it wholly gets to him.

he begins to plead now, greedy. “touch me.”

“no, you’re almost there. come on, give me a good one.” because he absolutely can and he absolutely will simply by how taken apart he currently is.

scud could reach octaves even you couldn’t at the peak of his pleasure. the curses against his lips, the whines abbreviated by how rough he bounces down onto you, the groans when met with restricting but relieving friction against the tip of his bubbling cock. all of that tipped off with your permission to absolutely destroy himself in your space is seemingly enough because his back bows forwards—this is the sign, the siren before the tornado—and he cums right there long and hard.

desperate hands grip tightly into your shirt, muscles in his stomach convulsing with each spurt. it’s the wet patch growing at sharp speeds, load after load shamelessly untouched. with him there’s always so much to receive, so much he gives you, how he seems to never be satiated.

so for a while he rides the peak of it while you kiss his ‘o’ parted lips, patient with a coiling in the pit of your own stomach.

[mystwrites]

Hi!! I love your blog!! I have the headcanon that Sanemi is really ticklish in his hips and sides, and Iguro takes advantage of that sometimes to make him smile or to stop him being so grumpy. I don't know if you can do anything with that if that's no problem. 💖💖💖

i’m happy you enjoy my work☺️i’ll definitely write something for you! enjoy!

Sanemi glared at Obanai who was sitting in a tree as usual, deciding that he didn’t feel like talking today. As friendly as they were towards one another, there were some days where Sanemi really didn’t want to be around Obanai, especially after he hung out with Mitsuri. Deciding to ignore him knowing Obanai would yap about Mitsuri for hours, Sanemi scoffed and walked away.

“Hey! I just wanted to say hi!” Obanai grumbled. “Why are you ignoring me?”

“I don’t wanna talk today!”

“It’s cuz I spent time with Mitsuri…tsk! Such an asshole! Maybe if you start tryna get into the dating scene you’ll tolerate my Mitsuri talks better!”

Sanemi walked away, leaving Obanai fuming behind him. Growling, Obanai clenched his fists and tried to breathe like Mitsuri taught him. How stubborn Sanemi could be on his bad days, it really pissed him off. Looking at Kaburamaru, the snake gave him a wink and slithered down the tree, zooming over to Sanemi. Obanai watched as in one swift motion, Sanemi was flat on his back, Kaburamaru rising his head up proudly.

“Way to go, Kaburamaru!!” Obanai laughed, jumping at the opportunity to overpower the stronger Hashira.

“Where’s that goddamn snake?! Imma turn him into tempur…AAGHH!! IGURO WHAT ARE YOU?!? GET OFF!!”

“Nope! Come on, talk to me! Smile! And don’t threaten to turn Kaburamaru into tempura!!”

Obanai’s hands latched onto Sanemi’s sides, squeezing up and down. Suddenly screaming with laughter, Sanemi kicked his feet and slapped Obanai’s legs, desperately grabbing his fingers in hopes of prying them off. Digging in with more force, Obanai finally got a genuine smile and the loudest fits of laughter.

“Ha! Say you’re sorry and I’ll stop!” he grinned, deciding to drill his thumbs into the dips of Sanemi’s hips.

“OKAY!! OKAHAHAY!! IGURO!! OKAHAHAY!! I GIVE! I GIVE AHAHAHA!! STAAHAHAHAAP!!” Sanemi cried, slapping Obanai’s chest. “IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!!”

Obanai paused, looking at Kaburamaru. “I dunno…should I stop? He was being a bitch earlier…”

Kaburamaru shook his head but Obanai decided to have mercy on Sanemi who was gasping for air as if he’d run a marathon.

“You okay, Shinazugawa?” Obanai asked, his smug grin hidden behind his mask.

“Ugh…sure, whatever…” Sanemi grunted, frowning. “Fuck you, Iguro!”

Obanai laughed, wiggling his fingers. “That frown suggests you want more!~”

“Oh heeeell no!! Get the fuck away from me!!” Samemi laughed, running away.

“Get him Kaburamaru!!!” Obanai shouted, giving chase.

Once again, Kaburamaru skillfully tripped Sanemi, proudly raising his head as Obanai jumped on top of his friend. Sanemi once more was laughing as Obanai’s hands grabbed his sides and began squeezing from his hips up to his highest ribs.

[therealslimsanji]

I’m sorry for the incredibly long ask, but this is pretty much the only place I can voice my thoughts on the matter without getting attacked by those who now hate the OPLA cast!

I genuinely don’t understand how Taz, Iñaki, and Jacob are getting cancelled and sent death threats for what they’ve said (part of me feels like people have been ITCHING to cancel Jacob for something because he’s black)

Iñaki’s post was about the earthquake in Mexico and NOWHERE in Jacob’s post did it say anything that was pro-Israel! All Jacob said was “Just because someone is Jewish, doesn’t mean they support what the Israeli government is doing. Just because someone is Palestinian, doesn’t mean you should label them as a terrorist. This conflict is putting innocent lives at risk, so let’s continue to speak up against violence while also having compassion for both Palestinian and Jewish people!”

WANTING INNOCENT PEOPLE (no matter where they are from) TO NOT DIE ISN’T A BAD THING and I don’t get how people got “I support Israel and I’m pro-IDF” out of Jacob’s statement???

Now with Taz, he definitely could’ve handled the situation better after getting called out, but I’m not going to cancel him or wish death on him for simply sharing a link that supports THE INNOCENT CIVILIANS of both Palestine and Israel! The British Red Cross has been helping Palestine for years and I’ve heard that sometimes TBRC is the only way they can get more help! I wish Taz would’ve just deleted the link from his bio and not said anything because not everything you do needs an explanation or a Twitter post made about it. Sometimes, moving in silence is the best option. Or if he felt the need to post about it, he definitely should’ve worded it better, but the death threats being sent to him are uncalled for!

I’m sorry if this seems out of line, but I feel like some people are so hung up on rooting for one side that they don’t see those who need help on the other. I’m all for “Free Palestine”, but that doesn’t mean I want every single person from Israel to never ever get help and die right where they stand (now the ones participating in all the violence against Palestine and making fun of their suffering, they can choke)

People on Twitter labeling Taz, Iñaki, and Jacob as Zionists are REACHING! It’s like that “any Kpop star that watches Made in Abyss and anime in general is a pedophile” situation all over again! These keyboard warriors need to realize that words have meaning and those are two labels that someone could never come back from if this had spread to those outside of the OPLA fandom! Now if they were voicing their full support of the IDF, THEN WE’D HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM ON OUR HANDS, but all of this over Taz running a marathon for an organization and a badly worded tweet???

Also, I’ve seen so many people saying OPLA should be cancelled or they will boycott it from now on, but I bet this whole situation will blow over by next month (hopefully sooner if Taz puts the Twitter fingers away) and those same ones will be right there when a trailer for season 2 comes out!

Honestly I'm so mentally tired of this right now and can't form a coherent thought on the matter outside of what I've already said on other posts and what not. I'm just so incredibly disappointed with people. And thinking about them tryna come back to the OPLA Fandom and go back to being fans of the cast after the bullshit they pulled pisses me off. I know that's petty but idc at this point.

Taz has said himself that he tries to be the peacekeeper so I'm sure the tweet was meant to try and soothe things but he didn't accomplish that goal. I think if he had slept on it more then he would've been able to word things better. He reacted just like everyone else did.

But right now, I'm just so fed up with Twitter warriors who act all righteous online but probably don't actually do shit for a cause in real life.

[sincerelyfaye]

there’s always a day where I don’t really want to do anything. just because a single words that drop my mood away to the bottom. at that specific time, I just want to laydown and trying to make my self up. even tho sometimes not really work lol.

 well, maybe I just need a stop and rest a little bit. re-thinking about my decision and trying to planning what I’ve got to do next. a little bit step back won’t hurt me, right?

sometimes it was just a burdensome that I had on my mind, or maybe I’m just a not good person? I’m trying to be a better person. even each time I always try to reminding my self again and again. but, you know sometime it’s just not good enough on other people’s perspective. that is why I always tryna run away every time it hit me. I just don’t want to get hurt and ruining my day. 

ah, I know this will erase after couple of hours. ofc after doing my work or mostly after marathon of YouTube videos. maybe I should just go out and walk. this might be just a perks of being work alone. mostly just sitting on my work chair and sometimes singing my heart out to my fav song.

alright, I think I’m getting better now. I’ll continue my work then...ah...I mean start my work. uhm, it’s already 1:46 pm btw. 

[versacethotty]

how me and my neices usually plan mother’s day:

mother’s day projections this year:

[heavyhitterheaux]

Did We Learn Our Lesson?

A First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

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jackharlow: nothing better than traveling the world with your best friends urbanwyatt

saweetie: uhhh jackharlow it's monday 👀

jackharlow: saweetie I'm aware

saweetie: jackharlow where is my bestie?

jackharlow: saweetie next to me

saweetie: jackharlow is she alive or?

jackharlow: saweetie she's been sleep all day

sza: jackharlow well we need to talk to her so wake her up

jackharlow: sza nah she need to recover

sza: jackharlow good lord what did you do to her?

jackharlow: sza she was talking so much shit so I had to let her know who was in charge

sza: jackharlow we all know y/n wears the pants in yall relationship 😂

jackharlow: sza she does not!

urbanwyatt: jackharlow yes she does. she says jump and your ass says how high 🙄

jackharlow: urbanwyatt nah I run this shit

urbanwyatt: jackharlow keep telling yourself that 🤣

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y/ninsta: I LIVED BITCH!

saweetie: y/ninsta there she is!! well, what happened?! The group chat hasn't been lit since last week

y/ninsta: saweetie is it possible to suck too much dick in more than a 72 hour period? Because at this point I've lived off my husband's cum with no food

normani: Y/N!!!! How many rounds!?!?

y/ninsta: normani girl I lost count after 7 and that was only on day one 😫

normani: jackharlow well damn did you even give her a break?

jackharlow: normani of course I did.

y/ninsta: jackharlow no you didn't 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta start that shit again and I promise not to give you any breaks at all

y/ninsta: jackharlow we have a safe word for a reason 😌

druski2funny: wait, what's yall safe word?

jackharlow: druski2funny now why the hell would we tell you that?

druski2funny: jackharlow so I can know for the next time I come over

lilnasx: druski2funny the only thing you do when you visit them is eat

saweetie: y/ninsta he must have tapped your ass OUT

y/ninsta: saweetie BITCHHHH lemme tell you! My ass had to take some muscle relaxers. Felt like I ran a damn marathon.

dualipa: I'd make sure to give you breaks and feed you 😌

jackharlow: dualipa not you again 😒

dualipa: jackharlow well I can admire your wife from afar 😍

jackharlow: dualipa exactly MY WIFE. Go touch some grass and stop tryna steal her.

dualipa: jackharlow can't steal her if she's willing to cum to me 😉🤭

jackharlow: y/ninsta you better handle this before I do 😡

y/ninsta: OMFG Hiiiiii dualipa! Did you like the gifts I sent?

jackharlow: y/ninsta dualipa pause, what gifts?

y/ninsta: jackharlow resume. And it was her birthday 🙄

dualipa: y/ninsta yes!! And I would have loved to use one of them on you 😉

saweetie: OH SHIT HERE COMES jackharlow

jackharlow: y/ninsta WHAT GIFT WAS THAT? I gave you one chance to act right and this is how you do?

y/ninsta: jackharlow it wasn't a vibrator if that's what you're thinking 👀

jackharlow: y/ninsta I wasn't thinking that, but you just told on yourself 🤨

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt HELPPPPPP

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta why do you insist on talking some crazy ass shit knowing that jackharlow is going to get you for it 🙄

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt angry sex is better 🤷🏾‍♀️

jackharlow: urbanwyatt nah don't help her

druski2funny: now ms dualipa how you doing today?

dualipa: druski2funny no. I'm here for y/ninsta and her only 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta.... baby.....

y/ninsta: um yes jackharlow?

jackharlow: y/ninsta bring your ass upstairs NOW because we clearly didn't learn our lesson 😒

y/ninsta: jackharlow only if urbanwyatt comes too

theestallion: wait, WHAT? I KNEW IT

y/ninsta: cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it. sex in the air, don't care I like the smell of it 😏

y/ninsta: theestallion knew what sis?

theestallion: y/ninsta you weren't playing in the chat when you said you liked multiple holes filled at one time 🤭🤭🤭

y/ninsta: theestallion all urbanwyatt does is make sure my snack tray is full 😋

theestallion: y/ninsta is one of those snacks his dick?

urbanwyatt: I stay getting dragged into shit and I never be saying anything 🙄

sza: urbanwyatt but you didn't deny it. I see you Mr. Wyatt 😏

saweetie: y/ninsta looks like we won't be hearing from her for the next few days... AGAIN 🙄

y/ninsta: the safe word is confetti. okay bye now so I can be put to sleep for another week 👋🏾

jackharlow: Y/N!!! NOW WE HAVE TO CHANGE IT!!

Taglist:

@harlowsbby

@babyharleezy

@hoodharlow

@stefansalvatoresgf

@jackiehollanderr

@primadxna-girl

@dessmxsworld

@cockslutslurper3000

@raelorns21

@variety-fangirl

@gbaabyyyy

@kamorsstuff

@harlowthot

@sinsandsuccubus

@curlyhairclub

@bootlegroach

@haylexo10

@thinkingaboutjharlow

@laylasbunbunny

@fluidsentiment

@charli123456789

@moody4world

@yourstrulymayah

@yana4life

@beanbagbitch

@alinadolans

@carma-fanficaddict

@minaxcarter

@arination99

@xjup1t3r

@venusvinc

@jacksmoviestar

@jackharloww

[bbytetsu]

HAIKYUU AS PET PEEVES

author’s note: instead of doing homework i chose violence. slight nsfw at the end

hinata: talks too much during movies!! you have to keep replaying the same scene bc u keep missing it

kageyama: sweetie if you’re his first few partners i’m SO sorry.. this man does not believe in dating he only does bi-weekly check-ins

tanaka: he thinks everyone wants him.. she said hello because she works there 😭😭

nishinoya: when i tell u he follows so many IG models 💀 

daichi: makes weird dad noises. you’re dead quiet and he’s sniffling grunting swallowing yawning repeat x100

suga: KING. the only thing i could complain about is just how much he has his shit together it’s not even funny... 

tsukki: when y’all go shopping he keeps saying u have something like that at home. PLEASE let me have some fun

yamaguchi: why is his car so messy? ur just tryna get in the passenger seat and he’s moving his gym bag, his hoodie, his notebooks, his pencils, a blender, and some empty water bottles. forget it lol i’ll just sit in the back

kuroo: sets so many alarms before he actually has to wake up and he NEVER SNOOZES THEM. UR THE ONE AWAKE! 

kenma: leaves dirty dishes in the sink for 100000 years. THERE’S FLIES AND HE WON’T TOUCH IT EW

yaku: DOESN’T KNOW HIS BIRTH TIME!!! 

fukunaga: nothing <3 he’s perfect

akaashi: ghosts u and then hits u with the “i was sleeping” or “i was in the shower” 😭 sir it’s been 3 business days

bokuto: PASS THE GAS MASK 🤢 never warns u before he farts. he just sits there like nothing happened and then IT HITS... I’M GONNA PASS OUT

oikawa: if he says he’s getting ready, he just woke up. if he says he’s leaving now, he’s getting ready. if he says he’s on the way, he’s just leaving. if he says he’s there, he’s still looking for parking

iwaizumi: he cant take a picture for his life. the angle’s off, his thumb’s in the picture, or it’s blurry. IT’S REALLY NOT THAT HARD!! 

makki: dont even try sending him more than ONE text... he’ll only reply to the last one

mattsun: never puts the toilet seat down . never replaces the toilet paper roll when it’s out. good luck 

ushijima: breathes so loud when he sleeps.. bro are u running a marathon... I CAN’T SLEEP

tendou: whenever u go out to get food he’s always like i don’t need anything!! but when u check your phone for a second and your food’s gone 

suna: facetimes you just to play games the whole time 🙄🙄

atsumu: steals ur snacks without asking... like he either won’t ask at all or he’ll ask and then reach for it before you even answer 

osamu: chews SO Loud. like can u enjoy ur food with ur mouth closed 😭😭 and can u wait til u finish chewing to say what u were gonna say i literally can’t understand u

kita: he just stares at u when u make a joke and u just have to sit in silence.. nooo omfg can’t we just pretend it was funny 

futakuchi: NEVER SIGNALS WHEN CHANGING LANES HE JUST SWERVES SO QUICK

aone: he falls asleep so fast like once his head touches the pillow he passes away </3 it’s the privilege i guess

koganegawa: looks over ur shoulder to look at ur phone so much and then when you turn around he’s looking elsewhere. relax lol i’m not texting anybody else

terushima: he’s sliding into your DMs, your best friend’s DMs, your coworkers DMs AND it’s just dry like “Hey.” do u even want me lol

gao: why do his texts look like 🤫😏 this ❤️😍🥰 😘🤤🤗  i mean 😩🤩🥳 it’s kinda cute 👽😚😋😛😝  but it’s a lot... 

almost everyone on this list: jolts so much in their sleep. it’s a 4.5 earthquake every night and not because yall are banging lemme me tell u that.... 

[kalliyen]



Headcanon #1

•Enhypen when you’re unexpectedly run into your ex while out on a date with them•

Pairing: Enhypen x reader

Gender: Neutral

Word Count: 1,182 words + emojis

»»——⍟——««

✿ Lee Heeseung 🦌✿

✿ grocery dates was very common with u both

✿ so you too was in the grocery store at the mall yk buyin groceries doin ur own thing~

✿ u separate ways for a lil while..he was in the ramyeon aisle (ain’t surprised ✌️✨) and you was in the chips aisle.

✿ when u like bump into someone and was like gonna apologize then you saw ur ex’s ugly ass lookin face and went 😬.

✿ luckily for you, you had a knight in shining armor to rescue you.

✿ “hey babe I found this new ramyeon packet and I really wanted to try….it….”

✿*hee looks at you and then ur ex u ur ex then u ur ex and u ur ex (u get it)*

✿“Hee! Oh, can I see that? Oh maybe we can try that sometime…” you say avoiding eye 👁 contact with ur ex and pulling Heeseung away to the next aisle

✿“Angel, what and who the heck was that???” “Sorry Hee, that was my ex and I really didn’t wanna see him in the grocery store of al places 😓”

✿ Baby went “oh, ok” and continued the rest of ur grocery shopping date.

✿ Would ask u questions abt ur ex back at home 🏡 though.

✿Park Jay/Jongseong 🦅✿

✿ u and mister Jay was at a shoe store (cause we all know he loves shoes 👟😒✋)

✿ u saw this really cute shoe and wanted to see one that was in ur size.

✿ so u walked up to one of the employees askin him bout if there was a shoe in ur size until u stopped mid sentence and went “oop- I���m so sorry”

✿ u kinda panicked and went to Jay tugging him outta the shop

✿ manz was so confused like “baby?? What’s goin on? Why’d u pull me out?? Did something happen?” He was so confused 😐 like fr fr

✿ u finally explained to him that he was ur ex and ur past relationship didn’t really end well so u didn’t wanna see the dude rn..

✿ plz ✋😭 he was so patient and understanding when u was explaining to him and was like “ahh I see” (probs teased u a bit cause cmon it’s Jay) so u went to another shoe shop-

✿ Sim Jake/Jaeyun🐶 ✿

✿ jake decided to take his precious dog 🐕 ,Layla on a walk.

✿ he wanted you to come with him so y’all can hang out and do sweet couple stuff

✿ so u two were walkin talkin to each other bout ur day an all

✿ when you see a very familiar face then u go 🤭

✿ then u hide ur face in Jake’s shirt he was like “?????”

✿ u explained when u both got home and he understood immediately (didn’t question u abt ur ex tho cause he knows ur not really comfortable talkin bout em)

✿ Park Sunghoon 🐧 ✿

✿ it would be rude of me if I didn’t say you two went on an ice skating ⛸ date

✿ so yeah that’s exactly what u two we’re doing

✿low key Sunghoon showing of his skills to u to impress u but yeah…

✿ when u was goofin off tryna copy his spins and tricks u fell on ur bottom and it hurt

✿ just before Sunghoon could help u up someone beat you to it

✿ his face was lookin like “😐👊”

✿ ofc u say thank you and when u clearly sees his face u go “🤐🤐”

✿ so u quickly skate away and Sunghoon catches up to you

✿ ofc asks what was wrong

✿ u explain and he low key teases you a bit but ofc won’t take it too far

✿ Kim Sun-oo 🦊✿

✿ you guys were in a bath and body works are sumn buying facial masks moisturizers and all that jazz

✿ he found this item that looked nice and asked u to ask the cashier what price it was cause he was still lookin for some other stuff

✿ ofc being the good s/o you are u go and ask the cashier

✿ but when u see the cashier u we’re along the price ur face went “😱” like a deer caught in headlights

✿ so u get the price, say thank u to the cashier and practically ran back to Sunoo

✿ she a runner 🏃‍♀️ she a track star 💪

✿ he noticed u liked a little pale so he asked u what’s wrong then u explain

✿ then he giggles 🤭

✿ g i g g l e s

✿ mf giggles

✿ lovingly ofc cause u looked so cute 🥰

✿ how do u look cute when ur pale? Idk 🤷‍♀️

✿ Yang Jungwon 🐈 ✿

✿ honestly u two weren’t that big on dates outside

✿ but u two were so bored so u said why not

✿ so now ur here in the department store at the mall looking at whatever

✿ for some odd reason you were looking at the utensils 🍴 and plates they had on display

✿ guess who bumped into a plate and dropped it on the floor out of there clumsiness???

✿ you that’s who 🤭😙

✿ Jungwon was like 😨😨😨😨

✿ you were like 😨😨😨😨😱😱😱😱 too

✿ guess who was there and saw the whole thing in front of there 👀??

✿ ur ex

✿ who worked at said department store 🏬

✿ ofc u had to pay for it

✿ and so u did

✿ get ready for a big lecture from Jungwon!!!

✿ in conclusion Jungwon doesn’t let you go near the glass or display items anymore 🥰🥰🥰

✿ Nishimura Riki 🐆 ✿

✿ like Heeseung u was in the grocery store

✿ shopping for ingredients for a bunggeopang making date at home

✿ Riki wanted to go with the original ingredients

✿ while u wanted to spice it up a little

✿ well not literally

✿ so I went on searching for that ingredient u wanted to add to ur bunggeopang

✿ and u just couldn’t find it

✿ so logically u asked a person who worked there

✿ now here’s the twist

✿ all the workers were blue with a white collar, yeah?

✿ so u found a guy that had that same shirt 👔

✿ surprise surprise u asked the wrong guy

✿ and if it wasn’t any worse u ran into the person u had a previous relationship with

✿ u kept on apologizing and they kept saying it was 👌 ok

✿ so then u zoom it’s there lookin for Riki

✿ u find him and he sees ur panting a bit

✿ “bub, what happened to u? U look like u ran a marathon”

✿ “sorry I saw my ex and sprinted here”

✿ “ah ok 👍 so which bunggeopang ingredients did u want?”

✿ literally un phased at all cause he knows u 💕 love 💕 him now!

⭑･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿ ⭑･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿

A/n: first time doing this so sorry if it sucks 😀🤙

P.s. I was doin this while their album was on shuffle 🔀

P.s.s this is in no way in any form to condone dating these boys, this is merely a work of fiction which my stupid brain pooped out.

[icedmintteastuff]

Hawks with a crackhead s/o

this headcanon may be based on me and my friend’s everyday conversations 

WARNINGS: mentions of attempt su*cide, dead animal/s, crimes, (Name) and (Friend’s Name) are both crackheads.

text in call: normal - (Name)  itaics - (Friend’s Name)

At first Keigo was concerned for you when he found out what your personality is like.

You’re always telling him your strangest daily encounter and he always wonder how you’re not running out of stories to tell him.

But those are the reason why he is invested in your daily encounters.

Cause its not everyday you see a guy put a raccoon up his ass and then died 2 days later.

You confuse Keigo a lot, at first you’re really quiet then the next thing he knew you were laughing for no reason out of nowhere.

There’s this one time you came home with you only hearing ringing sounds in your ear and every time Keigo would talk to you or ask you a question you wouldn’t understand him so you just reply to him randomly.

“Whoa there Dove, you look like you had a running marathon”

“No, I’m not a (incorrect zodiac) I’m a (zodiac sign)”

“Wha-? What happened to you??”

“*GASP* You like the diamonds and my pearl?! Thanks, my girl designed it”

“(Name), I’m serious. What happened to you?”

“What’s my favorite crime? Genocide *nods* ”

“(Name).”

“What??”

He would often hear you make a lot of sarcastic remarks then will laugh after it.

His poor ears would have to hear your horrible wonderful voice singing your favorite song every time he goes home.

Keigo once overheard you in a call with your friend while you’re cooking and your phone is on speaker, and the conversation went;

“Okay short story: once I tried to kill myself by drowning but I just floated to the top.”

“WHAT?!?! (Friend’s Name) NOOOO!”

“I’m STILL embarrassed”

“GIRL YOU GIVING ME 2ND HAND EMBARRASSMENT”

“I LITERALLY JUST FLOATED, STRAIGHT TO THE TOP”

“DID YOU BREATH IN AIR? CAUSE IF YOU DID OF COURSE YOU WOULD FLOAT”

“NO, I JUST FUCKIN FLOATED STRAIGHT TO THE DAMN TOP”

“WHY ON A TUB, YOU COULD’VE JUST PUT TOASTER IN IT”

“NO IT WAS IN A POOL”

“SAME THING, OR TIE A HEAVY OBJECT ON YOUR LEG THEN THROW IT IN THE POOL””

“Miss girl, next year you’re going to jail”

“TRYNA DO ATTEMPTED MURDER”

“IM HELPING YOU SUICIDE MA’AM”

“And? Why you tryna kill me”

“This is ATTEMPTED MURDER”

“CAUSE YOU SAID YOU ‘TRIED’ KILLING YOURSELF THEN YOU FAILED SO IM TRYING TO HELP YOU”

“AND? DON’T HELP ME”

“You tryna kill yo friend”

“THEN WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR”

[bitchiha]

i need some fluff huhu. can i have naruto with mom reader hc or imagines? thank u 😍

A/N: ive never done anything like this before but I like this idea 10/10

Also special credit / mention to @softnaruto because we talked about some of these ideas but w Iruka not a mother figure lol

✎ Being Narutos Mother Figure *sparkles but they’re on fire bc this is chaotic*

Overall, before I get into the details, I’d say this is a very chaotic task lol. You’re probably half dead after dealing w his ass for so long, but seeing this boy that you thought of as your own son grow up before your eyes is so rewarding. It’s great, so wholesome 100/10.

You and Iruka definitely co-parent

Naruto would be constantly protecting you from Jiraiya. Like he doesn’t want the man near you. Runs over to you whenever Jiraiya is nearby and starts screaming “Missus Y/N, run! Pervy Sage is here, I’m doing you a favour, believe it!” No but in all seriousness, take Narutos advice because I know Pervy Sage is tryna hit it.

You end up having to talk to Jiraiya eventually though because you need to know what’s going on with Naruto and the Akatsuki and what you can do to help. Naruto will watch over the interactions like a hawk. Will whip a chopstick at Jiraiya if he tries anything on you, “Back it up pervy Sage! I said three meters apart, there’s no excuse!” So you’d have to meet eachother in secret because you won’t be able to discuss much when the blondies around.

Also, the amount of times you’ve chased his ass around the village after he got into some major trouble is too many times to count. He’s running as fast as he can away from you because he knows you’re gonna whoop his ass lol. Probably even uses his shadow clones, but you know better than to fall for those stupid tricks. No but fr, it’s a really good workout tbh you probably ran a marathon.

You treat him to ramen whenever he comes back from a mission. Sometimes Iruka comes along as well and you both alternate who pays the bill. Naruto always challenges you to a ramen eating competition. Luckily Iruka is there to hold you two back because he knows neither of you are financially stable enough to endure that damage to your wallets.

Literally everyone; Konoha 11, kakashi, iruka, Jiraiya, Tsunade, etc... always threaten Naruto by saying that they’ll tell y/n he’s not cooperating. It works like a charm everytime. There’s no way he wants to hear you lecture him for a good 2 hours. He’d rather get rasenganed into the face than listen to your horrible attempts at being wise.

You always ruffle Narutos hair when you see him. It’s like your signature sign of affection. You also call him “kid” all the time or “youngster” even though you’re like the same age as Kakashi and therefore not old yourself.

He calls you miss. He sometimes calls you Aunty y/n. Refuses to just call you y/n because he wants to be respectful, he looks up to you as a figure of guidance no matter how much he’ll deny it. So no matter how many times you tell him not to call you miss, he will.

Lots of walks! Like you’ll wait for him with Iruka at the village gate when Narutos supposed to return from a mission. It’s like parents picking up their kid from a field trip aweeee. You’ll pack some snacks for the three of you and he fills you in on his missions. He’ll always be like, “Awe no way! Thanks Missus Y/N. You’re the best!” When you give him all the food you packed.

He always comes to you for advice or to rant to you about Sasuke, Sai, Sakura and literally all the other Konoha 11. Lol, but he will rant about you to Iruka and Jiraiya all the time, little does he know you do the same.

Would purposely set you into mama bear mode on Sai for his own amusement. Like he just gets a kick out of watching you confront Sai about calling Naruto some absurd obscenity and watch poor Sai just stand there like: (°_°) lol what do I do? Naruto is snickering behind a tree because he just made that all up. Yamato probably has to intervene when he sees it. Will have to woodstyle justu you when he realizes you’re in mama bear mode.

Hes such a troublesome rat. You love him though. He’s your troublesome rat-son.

Naruto is used to you being hot headed like Tsunade when he gets into trouble, but if you ever take the disappointed route instead, he will cry lol. Like he hates that you’re actually disappointed with him, he didn’t mean to trick you into yelling at Sai, please forgive him.

All celebrations are done with Kakashi, Iruka, Naruto and yourself. Since you all don’t really have any real family to celebrate with, you’ve made your own. It’s so chaotic tho lol.

These events are always ‘surprises for Naruto’ so the cooking is up to you and Kakashi, but Kakashi is so fast at cooking he doesn’t even let you do anything. You have to physically stop him so you could do some of the work. Meanwhile Iruka sets up decorations for the event and he’s probably singing festive songs LOOL. Plus he can’t sing so it’s an extra headache ontop of you yelling at Kakashi to let you do some work.

Then you all surprise Naruto with your half burnt food (while you were fighting the food most definitely lit on fire) and extremely cheesy decorations. Oddly Iruka even decorated the floor. Like wtf. Anyways, Naruto doesn’t really care about how bad it actually was, he was just happy to have people around him that cared enough to invite him to a celebration.

The food is inedible so you go to Ichirakus instead and somehow persuade Iruka into paying for all four of you <3 this happens every holiday so he ends up just saving his money in preparation for it.

Naruto tries to be a matchmaker for you LMFAO. He tries to get you and Iruka together which ends so awkwardly omg, then he’ll try and get you and kakashi together which was even more awkward and DONT get me started on Yamato omg.. He was so nervous he just stared at you the whole time like a googley eyed tree frog or something. Each time you catch onto Naruros little Cupid schemes you tell him to buzz off and that you’re not interested, but he doesn’t listen.

Your other holiday celebrations may be badly executed, but you actually host the best birthdays for him!! You pair up with Tsunade, Shizune, Kakashi, Iruka and Sakura to throw him really memorable birthdays. They may not make up for all the ones he missed celebrations for already, but you do your best to make these extra memorable.

At the end of the night after every birthday party, you walk him home and pat his shoulder sadly talking about how he’s growing up so fast. You probably end up crying because you're sad the little doofus is maturing somewhat. You tell him that and he laughs. Once you’re at his apartment door he’ll grin tiredly and give you a big hug. “Thanks again, aunty y/n.” You probably cry again on the way home bc he actually hugged you. That’s so sentimental omg. That is roughly about what happens every single birthday.

For your birthdays he treats you to ramen and gets you some weird kitchen gadget or something. Figures you’re an adult and they probably need these things. You don't, but you appreciate the gift anyway. 

He buys you flowers every Mother’s Day. It makes you so emotional. You definitely cry. “Awe missus y/n! Not again. You’re so emotional.” He probably starts crying too though lol.

It breaks his heart to see you cry omg. Poor baby is like a lost puppy when you cry. Like not you’re over exaggerated crying, but your said painful crying. Once, after hearing some distressing news about the Akatsuki, you just break down. Naruto has become a son to you after all and you want to protect him so badly, but how can you do that when you’re up against powerful rouge ninjas? You cried in front of him for the when you two were having your weekly dinners at your place, all the sudden you just burst out crying and it hurt him so much because he knew it was because you were so worried about him.

Honestly, he probably ruffles your hair —like you do to him — in attempt to cheer you up. “It’s okay, Aunty y/n. I’ll take care of it, everything will be okay, believe it!”

Oh yah also, speaking of weekly dinners! You guys definitely get together at least once a month or if it’s a good time, once a week to have dinner. We all know Naruto only survives on ramen, so you try and cook him healthy food, but my god he resists so hard. Then you give him that warning look and he chows down that salad so fast lol.

It would be 10/10 he's a great kid

[tomdiddlyumptious]

YES MA’AM- REQUESTS ARENT OPEN AT THE MOMENT I HAVE SOME TO FINISH AND ILL OPEN THEM BACK UP!

Summary: he makes it up 🥸

Warnings: soft smut? Language, acting drunk to leave, a jealous Tom holland, NOT PROOF READ

A/n: SORRY THIS TOOK ME SOOO LONG, I WAS LIKE MENTALLY PANICING AND WASNT IN THE RIGHT HEAD SPACE

T.H| Oop-

“I mean am I sleeping over though? Because I didn’t get these chocolate cakes for no reason, zendaya” you eye your phone. “Yes we will have a marathon of Harry Potter” you let out a little ‘yes’ “stop cheering y/n, and Toms gonna be there” “as in...” “yes. Tom holland, impossible tom holland” “REEEEE” you and zendaya have been best friends for what felt like foreverrr, like dramatically long, you played as one of her love interests.

But you’ve had a crush on Tom holland for longer, you had him on your wall, just kidding. But everyone in your family, mostly your mom said “oh you like snow flakes?” “Interracialllllll” “alright give me my privileged babies soon” “damn I kinda took you for the Asian type” “yeah I thought you liked BTS” “UK accents is hella annoyin, find someone else” “would you stop hoggin the TV? I’m tryna watch American Top Model!” “Nah let’s watch basesketball-“ anyways, ya you have annoying, irritating family, oh well.

“You think he likes dark skinned type?” “He likes girls with aggressive tans I know that much” “that isn’t helpful” “hey I’m just being honest” she shrugged looking at you through the phone as she picked up her makeup brush. “So what are gonna do for your birthday?” “I-uhhhh probably clubbing?” “As in golf?” “No, party y/n” she glared at you as you chuckled.

“Please ask hunter when we are getting married” “y/n, I know you have an insane crush on her to but it’s just never gonna happen, she’s mine” you stuck out your tongue at her as she did the same chanting “she’s mine, she’s mine” “whatever I need to get ready” “bye papas” “bye mamas” you hung up, instantly going to your closet and pulling out the dresses you have, only to put them back and grab a two piece, it’s neon yellow, the pants are high waisted, no belt, the top stopping right below your boob, the straps at the end of your collar bone.

For accessories you put on some black dangle earrings and a black purse, a gold but matching watch, but you put on sandals, no high heels because the pants were covering your feet anyways, for your hair you put on your wet and wavy lace front, you added lip gloss to your lips, and they look like glass, in a good way of course, the fox eyeliner with thick parted eyelashes and a neon eyeshadow with it. You brushed your eyebrows up and boom your done.

You stepped back and went to your full body mirror, checking your butt and your boobs, smiling at yourself “you look fine” you sigh, grabbing your bag, phone, and keys.

You phone rung and you answered. “Yes z?” “Are you picking me up?” “Yeah sure babe, I’ll be there soon” “alright bye” she hung up. Luckily for you, you just got your 1966 mustang, vibrant white baby, everyone would wanna touch your car, you named him KAI, stands for kiss ass ight. The License plate saying “white ssn”. (I’m sorry but I really like these old kinds of cars, I fucking had to) you hoped in your car and drove to dayas home, you picked her and her brother up, just listening to old 2000’s and 1900s songs, either rapping or singing your asses off.

You guys were there pretty early but of course you were, it’s her birthday, she didn’t want to dance yet because of her makeup and you felt the same, leaving her brother smacking his lips and eyes glued to his phone.

Now everyone was starting to come, hunter, Jacob, alexia, Barbie, everyone, and most importantly, Thomas Stanley holland. No cap you bout dead as fuck, did I mention you run on Red Bull’s? Just kidding. You remained calm, hugging hunter and talking to her. “Hey” zendaya said, grabbing your hand and pulling you up, pulling you to Tom. “Hi Thomas, this is y/n” “the one and only?” He laughed, making you both giggle. “Yeah” she nodded, Tom got up, opening his arms and she pinched you, silently telling you to hug him. And you did, taking a breath you smelled him, he smelled really good, sexy and musky, like something you’d want to smell all day.

“You smell nice” Tom whispered. “Yeah you too” you smiled, pulling back from his hands as he nodded at you and sat back down, you looked and zendaya as she silently cheered, you walked back over to hunter and ordered something to drink. “So you and Tom?” She asked, you only rolled your eyes. “You know I’ve had a crush on him for years now but I don’t think I’ll be making any progress” you thanked the person as they handed you the cheerily temple. “Whattt? This is your chance to get drunk and confess your feelings, like wake up in the morning with him” you smacked your lips at her “girl I don’t know, and I wouldn’t want him to forget what happend” you shrugged. She put her hand on your shoulder making you look at her “take a shot, before zendaya pressures the fuck out of you both” she warns, making you sigh and throw yourself back in the seat.

“I know and that’s the problem, I don’t think-“ “you’ve had a crush in him for years y/n, you can make this a reality, you don’t have to dream anymore” zendaya whispered in your ear “I told you” hunter smiled. “Fuck stop smiling at me like that, you’re gonna make me fall in love all over again” you said making them both laugh. “Okay Cupid what’s your plan?” “Don’t worry bout it alright girl?” “Alright”

“Harrison fuck off it’ll happen when it happens” “well it seems like she’s bored, I’ll go entertain her” “don’t you fuckin dare haz, I’ll beat the shit out of you��� instead of haz getting up Harry did, he walked over to you and sat down next to you, the lights and music booming as he took out his camera. “Hey” he smiled at you. “Hi, I’m-“ “y/n, yeah I know, I’m Toms brother, Harry” he held out his hand and you took it. “I thought you looked really beautiful- I was just wondering if you wanted to take a few pictures?” “Oh I’m not the picture type” “pleaseee?” He beggged, you giggled and nodded. “Alright” he took a few pictures of you as Tom stared at you.

“He’s tottaly gonna get instead of you” Harrison whispered in his ear, making Thomas slap his arm “shut up div, I’m just gonna wait here and I’ll see what happens” he told haz his game plan, no progress. Zendaya walked over “I know you like y/n, please hit on her, you both would look so good together, you’d bring me smoll Bebes-“ “Jesus zendaya we get it” Tom rolls his eyes as haz lets out distant chuckles.

“This is so awkward, he doesn’t like me and-“ you sighed. “Oh my god, you never give up so easily y/n, what’s wrong you’ve liked him since preteens” hunter asked in all seriousness. “Are you talking about Tom?” Harry asks, both of you looking at him and letting out a way to fast “no” leaving Harry in giggles. “Well I wish I could help you but I don’t know anything” he shrugs, you soon see Tom make his way over to you, standing infront of you. He clears his throat to say something big but only lets out an-

“Hey” you wave back at him, hunter silently cringing, feeling the tension able to cut it with a butter knife. “Your so fücked” Harry laughed, Tom glaring at him but smiling back at you. “Uhm, how’s your day?” “To be honest I’m having a bit of anxiety right know” you both laughed “me too, yeah” he nods his head. “Look you don’t have to really speak to me if you don’t want to” you laughed “I think we both know-“ “zendaya” you both said. Hunter looked at Harry, panicking for you as you remained calm. “Okay- yeah- thanks” he smiled, as you returned, he walked off.

“You fucked up” “well what was I supposed to do Harry? Suck his dick?-“ “it would’ve made some progress” “shut up hunter” “I feel awkward for you” “second hand emarrassment hunter” “well you knew what I meant Harry so we are all good” you looked at them both “I’m fucked” they just both agree with you. “I think I’m gonna go” “then I’m coming!” Hunter said. “How are you gonna leave zendaya?” You only picked up his beer can, winking at him and hunter ‘helped’ you out.

“Woah woah woah where are you two going?” Zendaya asked, the shit in her hand as she looked confused. “She’s drunk” “whattttt no I’m nottt” zendaya looked at you as your eyes were barely opened, taking your finger and pushing it against hunters lips dramatically. “Let me tell yaa E sevret” you whispered at zendaya, you came close to her ear, “I’m so naw dunk” “you drunk, get out of here, Tom will give me a ride” zendaya waved you both off, Harry soon running up “let me get your number at least, yeah?” “Sureeeee” you wink at him, he hands you a pen and you write your number, a nice happy face next to it.

“Let’s get you home, nice show you out on” you took your time, trying to look drunk as possible. “My whole life is madness! I can’t- he doesn’t like me I promise you” you say, pulling out of the parking lot, hunter right next to you. “He does, let’s bet on it” “how much?” “200” “shake on it?” She handed you her hand and you shook it. “SOMETIMES YOU LAUGH SOMETIMES YOU CRY I GUESS YOU KNOW NOWWW, I TOOK THE HALF AND SHE TOOK THE WHOLE THING SLOW DOWNN” you both sung together “BABY” you both both failed the note, laughing together as you rode both of you home.

“She left” zendaya shruged, “what why?” “Shes black out drunk” Tom put his eyebrows together, he was litterally with you like a couple minutes ago, sober as hell. “Yeah... alright” he nodded, Harry took out his phone and sent you a simple hey, which you returned under a minute later.

Everyone had a lot of fun, you and hunter ordering some random stuff off of Amazon and making the cake that you would both send to zendaya the next day, on the other side everyone danced and drank, they were sober enough to go eat at least. “Who are you texting?” Tom asked Harry. “Y/n, she’s showing me the things that she’s ordering or something like that, I wonder why she’s a Harry Potter addict” toms jaw slightly clenched, “can I see?” He asked, Harry looked at him, forgetting that you’re supposed to be ‘drunk’ “Nah mate, she’s drunk texting me though” “bulshit, give me the phone” Harry sighed as he gave tom the phone, scrolling through the text messages the messages were alive, not dead at all, no lols, laughing emojis, more ‘lmao’ ‘AKDIHDIHFRJRFN-‘ ‘I- what? Okay-‘ he couldn’t help but be jealous, he handed Harry back the phone.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked, looking at Tom confused. “You know I like her” “it didn’t seem like it back there” Harry smirked. “Do you like her?” Tom asked, Harry only shook his head “all for you, just making conversation and trying to pull her closer” “whattt Harry got the digits and you didn’t?” Haz whispered, “fuck off”

“But this is like, really ugly” “that’s why it’s called an ugly Christmas sweater, y/n” you layer on her arm, looking at Kohl’s, “green for sure, red is just plain” “how about we get like onzies of animals or the incredibles” hunter looked at you “perfect, yeah” you nod ferociously.

You checked your phone and saw some messages, from you dad and you mom but also Harry, you were quick to answer them all, and as the night got old you had finished the cake.

“I don’t know mate do some research on her, watch her interviews” haz suggests as they were all home, Tom mentally panicking because Harry’s eyes was glued to his phone, he whipped out his computer and searched your name, ‘Y/N has a CRUSH on who?’ He bit his lip and clicked it

“Sooo, we know your the romantic type- so who were you in love with?” The interviewer said, you smiled and shook your head. “I’ve always had a crush on Evan peters, algee smith from let it shine, Keith powers, and of course Tom holland, I don’t know but just in all his movies he was the cutest thing” you giggled, putting a leg over the other. “That’s a lot of people” “hey, I only crush on one now, and yes it’s Tom holland” the girl raised her eyebrows at the camera “you make sure you hit her up” “please do” you wink at the camera, “now, you feel sexy most when?” “Probably when I take a shower and put on my silk robe” you shrugged.

“Silk? Sexy” Tom smiled to himself, imagining you in it, maybe a towel over your freshly washed hair, lingerie under, maybe a mustard yellow to match your skin, his eyes widened in shock as he felt uncomfterble in his pants, he looked down at his pants “fuck, not now!”

“Are you really crying?” Hunter asked. “No I’m having an emotional roller coaster” “so your feeling different emotions, your so bipolar” hunter laughs, “your not helping you know” she only shrugged at you, then the door was knocked on “I’ll go get it” “alright” you acted sleep, thinking that it was probably zendaya and... you were right. “Hey is she sleep?” She asked, hugging hunter. “yeah, but come in- she’s on the couch” hunter smiled, hearing zendayas foot steps and she giggled “she’s sober by now” she bent down, wiggling your ear and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hiiiii” she waved at you, you only waved back, then she laid down next to you, her glasses on and in her sweatpants and a black t-shirt. “So you and Tom didn’t work huh?” She whispered and you only shook your head no, a tear fell down your cheek as she coed at you, wiping it away. “He’s stupid, he will come around one day yeah?” You nodded at her, “did you make the cake?” She asked and you nodded again. “Let me show you, come here” hunter said, she looked at you, you looked pretty lifeless at the moment honestly. Hunter and zendaya left and you checked your phone.

Ding

Your eyebrows furrowed at the anonymous message. You opened it and it said-

Hey it’s Tom, I was wondering if you’d like to get lunch yeah?

You texted him back-

As In... Tom holland orrrr...

Tom smiled at his phone

Yes y/n, Tom holland here, take it while you can

Cocky asshat

He laughed at your reply sending winking emojis,

Yeah lunch, I’ll see what I can do

Cya love

Bye luv

As time passed Tom looked at your work, your charity events, your women’s rights, your debates, your everything. He grew more interest then he already did, already wishing to work with you. “Hamburgers? What if she’s vegan, fuck” he only searched up what food you like, “burrito truck?” He could tell you weren’t like the other people with loaded of money, you were more of the cheap rich, not a bad thing but a very good one. “Sparkling water? That doesn’t really go with burritos, she doesn’t like cheese by it’s self or where you can taste it over anything, she sticks to the basics, god I need a pen and paper for this” “I got it, lover boy” Harry says, throwing it at him.

“Hey your the one who’s trying to take her away from me” “no that’s not true, I was trying to help you actually, her favorite color is (y/f/c) she likes nature or a big view of the city, beach sometimes, she actually wants a beach house” he shrugged, Tom smiled and thanked him, writing some things down

-nature, somewhere green for lunch

-quiet too, somewhere not to public

-sparkling water for sure, no burritos though

“Shit I don’t know, chicken or something!” Tom struggled.

-fruits, nuts, macoroons, nuts, wine

He smiled at the ugly written bullet points, “aha” he then took his phone, biting his lips as he tried to find the perfect place.

“He asked me to lunch last night” you smiled, hunter and zendaya looked at each other, mouths agape as they laughed. “Really? Oh my god y/n can I be the god mom?” “Oh I’ll be the god dad all the way!” Hunter added as you laughed and shook your head, you’ve been on a Harry Potter marathon all night, now your on a Star Wars one, so many tears fell of your face, you cried for draco, zendaya cried for George and Fred, hunter cheered on voldermort, which almost got her kicked out, how petty.

“What if it’s only lunch?” You asked, looking at hunter and zendaya. “I mean, yeah it is only lunch” hunter shrugged making zendaya slap her arm. “No it isn’t, you are probably gonna get laid and he’s gonna confess his love to youuu, then you both naked and kissing” “ew don’t make me imagine that” hunter shuddered, sticking out her tongue. “Welp we are staying here when you leave” “how do you know I won’t be back?” “Because I know things”

Tom spent his day visiting places, until he found the perfect one, green and the ocean? Best thing ever. It was pretty too, no plastic, no damage to the ground, the ocean is to be heard, perfect for you and Tom. He texted you to get ready, it was about 6, he bought everything he needed for it, put the ice cream in the cooler with ice in it.

“Alright, this one” hunter held up a dress, a small slit but it was a sweater dress, like for the fall or winter, it’s white with brown buttons that go down to the end of your stomach, the dress stops in the middle of your thighs. “Then wear some comfterble shoes please, we don’t want you to run your toes” zendaya said, pulling out some neon yellow huaraches. “That doesn’t match” hunter said, zendaya put the shoes back and pulled out some dark dark black ones.

You got dressed, comfterble for sure, zendaya flat ironed your hair while hunter did your makeup, “alright” zendaya and hunter admired their art, high giving each other before turning you to the mirror, “don’t worry it’s sweat resistant” hunter said, zendaya laughed as you rolled your eyes shaking your head. Then of course their was a knock on your door. “I’ll get it” zendaya said, you went to your room and grabbed your phone, noticing you have no pockets you held it. “Keep your hands off of my girlfriend, have fun though!” Zendaya said, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you came out and seen everyone smiling at you

“What happened?” You asked as everyone shook their head. “Nothing!” Hunter said smiling at you, Tom came up and gave you flowers, not roses but daises “you look lovely” he says, giving you a hug, chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis, not in a Percy way of course, just a very friendly and close hug. “Can you put these in a vase for me?” You say, handing the flowers to hunter as she only smiled and made her way to the kitchen. “Have fun, once again, we want her back by 10” “that’s only 4 hours zendaya” “we’ll make your way over there, it’s starting to become late” “alright mother, we’re out” you sarcastically say, leaving Tom laughing as he takes your hand and pulls you to his-

“El Camino!?” You said, practicly smiling a a child when they get ice cream. “Yep, I know how much you like old cars so why not get you one right?” He squeezed your hand. “Oh I could so kiss you right now!” “I wanna save it for later, let’s go” he smiled at you, he pulled you to your seat and opened the door for you, you sat down and he closed it, running to his side and getting in. “Your pretty fast” “shut up” he laughed and started the car, Kendrick Lamar playing in the background as you both rode in the city.

It was silent but comfterble, you slipped your phone in the cup holder, played footsie with yourself, and almost shook when he placed his hand on your thigh, you looked at him and he smiled at you “warm” he only said, paying attention to the road, rocking his hand back and forth.

“I love this, you gave me all the things I love tonight” you smiled. “You now at the birthday party I didn’t show that I liked you” he commented, laying in his stomach ontop of the very large blanket as you sat with your legs closed. “Yeah I don’t think you like me... I know if it’s weird and-“ “what no I like you! I do! I’m just stupid, like zendaya would say, so” you both giggled as he sat up and grabbed a grape vine, it has grapes on it by the way. “Lay down” he smiled, and you followed, laying down. “I’ve seen all the work you’ve done” he smiled, the radio in the band Toto playing, Africa currently playing. He leaned down the grape and feed it to you and you chuckled. “I really like how dedicated you are, how hard working you are, how nice you are, everything about you is beautiful” he complemented, the moon popping out for the ocean, the sounds of water slapping the rocks calming the both of you.

“Well thank you” you say, done with the grapes he fed you, he fed you some more. “I bought ice cream” “what kind?” “Uhmmmm, not vanilla, cookies and cream!” “Doesn’t that have vanilla in it?” You looked at him, he shrugged and put the grapes down and took the ice cream out of the freezer “I didn’t know you were such a 80s fan, what would you bring back?” He asked you. “Probably all the color, the music, I love mullets and shags I just love it all, how everything was in fashion, freedom and dumb teenagers and yelling old people, ya know?” “So your a very detailed person?” “Yeah, I don’t pay attention to the big picture that much if I’m being honest” ‘it never rains in Southern California, by tony’ playing, now the moon full on display, he grabbed two spoons and handed it to you, you both grabbed a scoop. “Let’s try something”

“Like what?” “Cross my arm with yours yeah?” You wrapped your arm around his, your spoon facing you “and 3” he said, taking the ice cream in his mouth as you followed, giggling “I like the flavor” you covered your mouth. “See! I knew what I was talking about, and doing!” He cheered, you both laid side by side and looked at the view, still eating the ice cream of course, until he put his lips on yours. “I really like you y/n, I hope-“ you put your lips on his, holding onto his cheek you smiled into it, he made his hand go down to hold onto your waist, the moon shining on both of you, he flipped both of you over so he was on top, you let out a quiet moan as he kissed your neck and slipped up you dress, taking off your panties, you trailed your hands down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, rubbing over his torso, moaning as he found your sweet spot, kissing it and sucking harsh circles on your neck, he sat up and helped you take of his shirt, unbuckling his pants and taking off the belt to where ever.

He unbuttoned your dress, taking out your breasts and sucking on one of them, you whimpered as he twisted the other, your hands making it to his hair and tugging a bit making him hum in satisfaction. He switched nipples and looked up at you, you head was thrown back, breathing heavy and he opened your legs, you bucked your hips up allowed him to pull your dress up and over your head, he ditched his pants, well not really, there still around his ankles and both of your shoes are off, how? I don’t know. He came up and you leaned on your arm while the other was on his cheek, your lips hovering his, he muttered a ‘ready’ you nodded and he bottomed out in you, both moaning at the sensation, he kissed you and rocked his hips, you moaned as his hands found your waist, holding onto his bicep for support. Soft moans shared “y/n, fuck your so tight” he whispered in your neck and you whimpered, clawing his arm as he went harder, still slow though,

“Tommy, I’m gonna-“ you swallowed, bucking your hips up and arching your back, he rubbed your hips and held on tighter to them. He groaned and started going fast, high pitched moans leaving your lips as he stopped going hard, “cum for me” he let one hip go and rubbed your pearl slowly. “God- mm” you bit your lip trapping the moans, your head tilting back as he used it to suck more hickies on you, claiming you as you just took it all in, your head slowly starting coming up, leaving cries as your arm circled his around his arm, your back arching more, connecting chests as you said his name like a prayer while you came “fuck fuck fuck” he moaned, so close, your walls to warm to leave. “You on the pill?” He choked out. You repeated ‘mhm’ and just like that he came inside you, your name left his mouth as he rode out both of your highs, breathing heavy as a new song played ‘ask of you’ by Raphael, you both chuckled as he pressed his forehead on yours.

“Would you be my-“ “I think you know the answer Thomas, this is my 12 dream right here” you giggled. He pulled out and rolled over next to you, taking his arm and wrapping it around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest “your moans are adorable, we have to have sex more often” you only laughed at him, coming up to kiss his neck on his sweet spot, his jawline under his ear, sucking hickies on his neck as he looked at the water that the moon is glistening on. You both cleaned up with his baby wipes and covered yourselves with the extra blanket he had, he poured you both a glass on wine too, just taking each other in and the perfect view.

On the other side zendaya and hunter were high giving each other, FaceTiming Harry and saying “we got em!” He smiled and cheered, lifting his beer with Harrison and taking a sip. They set it all up, how? Who knows.

[jordaaanhill]

Yeezy Marathon// Tryna hype myself up for a run in the snow/slush. Sore Achilles, I don't want to leave my warm cup of coffee and comfortable couch, it's Sunday my day off. It could be a day off for work and a day on for my physical. I've been obsessed with alternating efforts rather than multitasking. Modern world where a solitary focus likely won't have the room to last all day. Instead, I'm opting for focused effort for sections of the day. 4hr chunks like Cal Newport talks about in Deep Work. Breaking a day down into sections is the idea. I like to use quarters like a ball game. Enough talking, time to make a decision. Time to enjoy my moving meditation. Approaching it with consistency rather than herculean effort. It could be easy (or hard), depends on how you see it. (at Austin, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ32LA6lEii/?igshid=19zah0jd8r3p8

[alvertesongdiary]

Valley - sucks to see you doing better

Picked up a shift on a Friday Saw you at the counter so I ran away Waited 'til you got your drink And watched you leave But I used to say, "Hey babe, your drink's on me"

Living in a big city With an even bigger paycheque

Heard you got a new honey And a rooftop deck Lucky that you're not with me 'Cause you're living so A-List Making all of your money And I can't make rent You're doing better than me, I admit it Found someone better than me, and I get it

You're better off and I'm worse than ever Sucks to see you doing better Heard 'Lonely Weekend' on the highway Broken air condition in a heat wave See you passing by me in the H.O.V With somebody else in your passenger seat

Living in a big city Acting like you're so famous Tryna keep myself busy Like you don't exist Lucky that you're not with me 'Cause I'm living so aimless Always go to bed dizzy with an empty chest You're doing better than me, I admit it Found someone better than me, and I get it You're better off And I'm worse than ever (Sucks to see you doing better)

You're doing better than me, and I hate it Found someone better and I'm devastated You're better off And I'm lost forever Sucks to see you doing better

I wish I didn't work late And it's too late now to work it out And I wish that I could wish you well But I can't even do that for myself

Could've run a marathon Or married a doctor But instead I'm watching marathons of Harry Potter And you heard from a friend Of a friend Of a friend I get lonely

In a basement apartment, with the laminate floors Giving up on my health, for the drugs when I'm bored And I gain a few likes, for every meal I ignore I've been dying since the day I was born Lately I think I'll die alone

You're doing better than me, I admit it Found someone better than me, and I get it You're better off and I'm worse than ever You're doing better than me, and I hate it Found someone better and I'm devastated You're better off and I'm lost forever Sucks to see you doing better

17/09/2021

[blackcoffeeandblankpagess]

Random moments of the past few days

-something I do that helps out my crazy brain is schedule self “therapy” sessions where I pick an hour and say okay at x time tomorrow I’m going to sit down with my journal and work through my thoughts. it helps a LOT. it also helps with not feeling like I need to stop what im doing to address a thought every time one comes up because I know I have a certain time to deal with it later

-I started watching down to earth and its SO GOOD. I watched 3 episodes last night and I’m already sad knowing it’s almost over (I think there are 8) it has zac efron and darin olien and basically they travel the world and talk about sustainability and its great (on netflix)

-I have been feeling EXHAUSTED. Like...CRAZY tired. Each morning it’s taken me like an hour to haul myself out of bed, I took a three hour nap yesterday (I almost never nap), and this morning I didn’t get up until 9, I’m 99% sure it’s because of my parasite issue 😅 apparently when it dies it can release a gas that makes you super tired for a few days??? Honestly hoping its that because otherwise idk wtf is going on

-On a related note, planning on taking a rest week. I think taking sceduled breaks a few times per year away from running is important to staying healthy and since my last long break was post marathon in february, I feel like I’m about due. Plus feeling so exhausted makes it seem like this is what my body needs. Tryna let it rest up

-I have been on a super duper taylor swift kick (if you aren’t on a super duper taylor swift kick wyd??) I’ve followed bonny rebecca on youtube for like 5 years since the og vegan youtube days (she’s not veg anymore) but I really like her and she is a HUGE tswift fan and just started a music channel and her and her bff break down the albums and it is SO fascinating and makes me appreciate the music so much more, also I mentioned it months ago when I watched it but if you haven’t watched her documentary on netflix, again, wyd???