#i'm just not that good at making it myself

[ffaelix]

Coffee, Code, and Cargo

nightwing took a slow sip of his coffee, steam curling into the crisp pre-dawn air. the rooftop beneath them radiated cold despite the city lights, but the warmth of the cup in his gloved hands made the long stakeout more bearable.

beside him, red robin sat with his knees pulled to his chest, focused intently on the glowing device in his hands. the flicker of information scrolled across the screen, bathing his face in pale light. his brow furrowed as he analyzed data, the quiet hum of the city serving as a steady backdrop.

“you know,” Dick offered between sips, “i think coffee might do you some good right about now.”

“i'm fine,” tim mumbled, not looking up. “just need to finish this last part.”

dick grinned, amused at his brother’s stubborn dedication. “you’ve been ‘finishing the last part’ for forty-five minutes. take a breather.”

tim shook his head, but the motion was sluggish, his tired body betraying him. the glow of his screen dimmed as his grip loosened. slowly, imperceptibly at first, his head began to tilt forward.

dick raised an eyebrow, pausing mid-sip. “hey, red.” no response.

“don’t make me elbow you again,” Dick warned lightly. “i will spill this coffee on you, and neither of us wants that.”

still nothing.

sighing, nightwing set his cup aside and nudged tim’s shoulder—no luck. a fond exasperation settled over him. “you’re out,” he muttered, shaking his head. “i knew it.”

with a quiet chuckle, dick stood and slung tim effortlessly over his shoulder, the younger vigilante barely stirring. “transport mode engaged,” dick teased to no one but himself. “destination: wayne manor.”

as he leaped off the rooftop, gotham spread beneath him, he grinned to himself. “next stakeout, you’re bringing the coffee, baby bird.”

// thought this was the cutest thing ever and had to get this little drabble out of my system,, saw the #eventually dick just lets tim sleep but then carries tim home thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes tag on the og post and couldn't help myself

// and obvi creds to @pokeberry5 // loved this

late night/early morning stakeout

[tpwk-formula1]

Hi could I please order this:

Lando Norris, Thick Crust, Red Sauce, Garlic, BBQ Chicken, Sun-dried tomatoes, Root beer, Water, Mango Smoothie, Yes

And could you maybe add a little age gap in there if that's possible. Thank you. 😌

AN: Kinda embassing I did this big ole thing saying 'IM BACK" and then proceeded not to actually be back. Anyways I'm writing this Friday the 10th so as you can see I am preparing myself. I don't know if Im back for sure for sure to be 100% honest my mental health has been declining and my drive to write has been lack. I have tomorrow off and I plan to write most of the day to get ahead of posts!

TW: daddy kink, kinda "ditzy" reader, unprotected sex, breeding kink, baby talk, creampie, slight edging talk, sugar daddy (KINDA)

WC: 1.4k

thick crust sugar daddy red sauce rough sex garlic "I know you love it when I fill that pretty pussy with my cum" BBQ chicken “Gonna let me cum in you? I know you wanna have my baby” sun dried tomatoes "Gonna look so pretty pregnant" root beer daddy kink water breeding kink mango smoothie baby trapping dessert yes served by Lando Norris

Y/N POV

"Lando, are we done at the shops?" I ask softly as we exit another shop Lando had managed to convince me to go into on our day out.

"What's got you in such a hurry?" Lando asks back smirk clearly knowing exactly what I'm wanting.

"Don't tease. You spent all morning between my thighs without release," I reply back in a low whisper making sure no one walking the Monaco streets can hear the very private conversation.

"Who's to say I'm gonna give you that release now," Lando says with a teasing smirk while we continued to walk towards where we had parked the car.

"Cause whether you admit it or not, you love watching me cum," I say with a smirk while opening the door to the McLaren and hoping in. Once I was seated in the passenger seat Lando leans down popping his head into the car before placing a small kiss on my lips.

"I do love watching the way your eyes roll into the back of your head when you cum for me," Lando whispers against my lips making me whine slightly and try to lean into Lando's lips for another kiss but he's pulling away slowly with a small laugh falling from his lips.

"You'll have to wait baby," Lando says in a teasing voice while closing the car door and making his way to the driver's side.

When we finally make it to Lando's apartment I'm unbuckling and ready to hope out the car before Lando had even put the car fully in park.

"Such a whore you're in this much of a hurry?" Lando says with a smirk making me roll my eyes and jump out of the car before rounding it to Lando's side and pulling him towards me.

Once Lando and I standing chest to chest my hands quickly find the back of his neck as I try to pull him towards me.

"Please daddy," I whine still trying to pull him towards me.

"Let's get inside the apartment first," Lando whispered back starting to show signs of being turned on.

We both quickly make our way up to the apartment my hand never leaving his and when we get inside the apartment Lando quickly has me pushed up against the door.

"Fuck, you look so fucking good in this dress," Lando groans against my lips while running his hands up and down my thighs.

"Thanks daddy, you bought it," I whisper back while letting a teasing laugh fall from my lips before finally pulling Lando in for the kiss I had been wanting for all day.

I moan into the kiss when I feel Lando's tongue tangle into mine. When Lando's hands wrap around the back of my thighs I jump into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist and letting him carry me into his bedroom.

“Gonna let me cum in you tonight? I know you wanna have my baby,” Lando groans against my lips making me whimper and nod.

While all of this had started as a friends with benefits with a bit of a sugar daddy twist we had quickly fallen into a routine that became clear we were each other's person and more than just a friend. Now being together for more than two years we have finally been able to play into our breeding kink.

"Please daddy. I wanna feel your cum filling up my pussy," I whimper back into his mouth. I can feel Lando grinding into my core through our clothes making me whimper.

"Please daddy, I can't take anymore teasing," I whine trying to grind my hips into him harder.

Lando finally sits up a bit and pulls his shirt off before pulling my dress up and off my body with a bit of my help. When he sees that I'm not wearing a bra or any panties under my dress Lando can't help the moan that leaves his lips.

"My pretty slut. You walked around all day letting your pussy juices drip down your thighs all day," Lando says with a smirk while letting his fingers lightly trail over my hardened nipple.

"You had me too flustered after this morning," I admit sheepishly trying to burry my face into his neck but Lando holds me back making sure I can see his smirk, before he plants a soft his on my lips before letting them trail down my jaw and neck.

"Oh Lan," I moan softly when his mouth finds one of my nipples. This only encourages Lando travel farther down my body and once his mouth finally touches my throbbing clit I can't the moan I let out.

"Fuck, already so wet for me," Lando says with a smirk while running his fingers through my drenched fold before dipping two of his thick fingers into my desperate hole.

"So good," I moan loudly when Lando's fingers graze my G-spot at the same time his tongue takes a long lick at my clit.

It didn't take long for Lando to bring me close to the edge given all the teasing Lando had put me through this morning. I knew he wasn't gonna let me cum that easy but I can't help the loud whine I let out when he pulls away from my desperate pussy.

"Lando, please! I need to cum," I whine trying to grind my hips up trying to get some kind of stimulation.

Lando finally gives into my pleas because he stands up for a split second to pull off his pants and boxers before climbing back into the bed and almost instantly running the hard tip of his thick cock through my folds before pushing in filling me up completely.

"Fuck, gonna look so pretty pregnant," Lando grunts while fucking into me at a harder pace clearly thinking about what I may look like when I get pregnant with his kids.

"Fuck daddy, harder," I moan arching my back off the bed slightly, letting Lando hit my G-spot at the new angle he is fucking me at.

"Fuck, I can feel you clenching around me. Tryna milk all my cum huh?" Lando grunts out teasing me slightly only driving me even closer to the edge.

"Yes daddy! Please can I cum," I beg feeling tears start to well up in my eyes from holding back from cumming for so long.

"Cum for me and then beg for my cum," Lando grunts making me whimper before I feel his fingers start to tease my clit throwing me over the edge almost instantly.

"Oh fuck, thank you daddy!" I cry out in a moan feeling my orgasm come in waves while Lando continues to milk every last bit of pleasure out of my body.

"Please fill me up with your cum," I beg softly letting my post orgasm haze set in. I can feel Lando's thrusts start to shutter before I feel one final thrust deep into my pussy and Lando filling me up with his warm cum.

"Mm, thank you, Lan," I mumble pulling Lando in for another kiss moaning when I feel one final rope shoot into my pussy.

"I know you love it when I fill that pretty pussy with my cum," Lando teases while pulling out of my pussy making me whimper slightly when I feel my pussy clench around nothing.

Lando quickly collects some of the cum from my leaking pussy before fucking it back into my pussy. I whimper when he grazes my G-spot before slipping his fingers out and teasing my clit for a split second before pulling away.

Lando leans down over my body and places a few soft kisses along my face before finding my lips.

"I love you," Lando tells me softly against my lips making me smile softly.

"I love you too!" I say back with a bright smile starting to spread across my face.

Lando climbs out of bed and finds a a clean towel coming back into the room and softly cleaning me up while he praises me for doing to good.

Once he's cleaned me up enough he grabs a pair of clean boxers and throws them on while finding one of his shirts and making his way back to the bed and helping put it on me.

Once we both get settled into bed I can help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.

"Will you finally move in officially?" Lando asks softly while running his fingers through my hair.

"Only when you finally get me pregnant," I tease with a smirk on my face. Lando just rolls his eyes and laughs lightly.

[mariasont]

hi bby, i also have another idea! <3

it’s a song inspired fic with spencer or hotch and bimbo!reader and how they are in the office when they first get together and maybe some moments before they do!!

the song i was thinking of is birds of a feather by billie eilish and you can choose either hotch or spence bcuz i can’t decide, lol

anyway ily and i’m so glad you’re doing better and it’s so lovely to see you here again!! <33

BIRDS OF A FEATHER - S.R

a/n: i just need you to know you are literally the backbone of my fics i swear!!! ur requests are always my favorite <3 but anyway ilysm and i'm so happy to be and so happy to fufill your request, i hope you like it!! :)

masterlist

pairings: spencer reid x bimbo!receptionist!reader

warnings: clingy!reader, dramatic gf calm bf best duo, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff, idiots in love

wc: 1k

You'd lost count of how many times you'd checked the clock. Five days without Spencer felt like an eternity. You weren't sure how people survived long-distance relationships. 

You’d tried everything to distract yourself. A true crime documentary had seemed like a good idea—something to make you feel like Spencer was still close, in that nerdy, FBI way of his—but it turned out to be too scary (and okay, a little boring). You’d spent most of it hiding behind a pillow, silently debating whether the narrator’s voice was creepy or just British.

All you could do was scroll on your phone and pout at the clock, wondering if maybe--just maybe--you'd somehow willed time to speed up since the last time you looked. Spoiler: you hadn't.

By the time you heard the jingle of keys outside the door, you were practically vibrating with excitement. You shot off the couch so fast you nearly tripped on the blanket you'd be wrapped in all night. 

The lock clicked, and there he was—Spencer, with tired eyes and messy hair, his satchel hanging limply off one shoulder like it weighed more than he did. He looked exhausted but perfect, the way only Spencer could.

"Spencie!" you squealed, launching yourself at him before he could even get through the doorway.

"Hi," he murmured, wrapping his arms around you as you buried your face in his chest. He smelled faintly of coffee and something antiseptic, but underneath it all was that comforting, familiar scent that was just him. "I missed you, too."

You buried your face in his chest for a moment, breathing him in like you could bottle the feeling and save it for later. Then, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes, you gripped his jacket tightly. “You better have. I’ve been losing my mind waiting for you.”

Spencer’s lips twitched into a tired smile. “Losing your mind? Sounds serious. Should I be worried?”

"Definitely," you said, nodding earnestly. "I've been so bored, Spence. I started talking to myself--like, full on conversations. And I'm not as smart as you, so they weren't even good conversations."

He chuckled softly, his thumb brushing slow, soothing circles against your hip. “I’m sure they were better than you think.”

You stepped back and began tugging his jacket off, shooing him toward the couch. He followed without a word of protest, letting you fuss over him.

“You look so tired, baby,” you said, plucking his satchel off the floor and setting it aside. “Did you eat? You better have. I should’ve made something, but I didn’t know when you’d get here, and I got distracted, and—”

Spencer's hand caught yours, making your mouth snap shut. His fingers were warm, and the way they curled around yours was enough to make your brain go fuzzy for a second. 

"I'm fine. Really."

“You don’t look fine,” you said, wrinkling your nose at him. “You look all…” You waved vaguely at his face. “Work-y.”

“Work-y,” he echoed, his lips twitching into a small, tired smile.

“Exactly,” you said, nodding as you plopped down beside him and immediately curled into his side. Your arms looped around him, holding him tightly, as though he might vanish if you let go.

Spencer let out a soft sigh, leaning into your touch. 

“You’re very clingy tonight,” he teased, though the way his arm came up to pull you closer told you he didn’t mind.

“Obviously,” you replied, pressing your cheek against his shoulder. “I haven’t seen you in forever. I missed your face. And your hair. And your nerdy little brain. Especially your nerdy little brain.”

He laughed quietly. “My brain missed you, too.”

“Good,” you said, tilting your head to press a kiss to his jaw. “Because I’m not letting you go anywhere for at least... three days. Maybe four. You’ll just have to solve crimes from here.”

Spencer hummed, his fingers continuing their gentle movement. “I’m not sure the FBI would agree to that.”

“Then they’ll have to fight me for you,” you said with a dramatic huff, crossing your arms. “Honestly, I could probably take Hotch in a fight. He doesn’t look like he’s had a good night’s sleep since, like, 1999. One shove, and he’s done for.”

Spencer laughed, his chest shaking against yours. “You’d shove Hotch? I think that’s a violation of multiple workplace policies.”

You grinned, tilting your head to look up at him. “It’d be worth it. You’re way more important than some dumb policies.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Unbelievably in love with you,” you said, your grin widening as you leaned forward to nudge his nose with yours. “Now, scoot over. I’m not comfy enough.”

Before he could ask what you meant, you were already moving, shifting to climb into his lap with zero hesitation. Spencer blinked in surprise, but his hands instinctively came up to steady you, one resting on your waist while the other settled on your thigh.

“You could’ve warned me,” he murmured, though his lips quirked into a small smile as you tucked yourself against him like a human blanket.

“Where’s the fun in that?” you teased, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning your forehead against his. “Besides, I missed you too much to sit all the way over there.”

Spencer let out a soft, breathy laugh, his nose brushing yours as he adjusted to your weight. “You don’t think this is a little excessive?”

“Excessive? No. Necessary? Yes.” You kissed the tip of his nose, grinning when his cheeks flushed a faint pink. “You’re my boyfriend, Spencie. This is part of the job description.”

He shook his head, but the way his arms tightened around you gave him away. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you love it,” you said smugly, nuzzling closer to him.

“I do,” he admitted. His hand moved to cup the back of your head, his fingers threading gently through your hair. “I love you more than I can put into words.”

Spencer let out a long breath, his head resting back against the couch as his hands stayed comfortably on your waist. 

“You’re not falling asleep on me, are you?” you teased, though you didn’t move an inch from where you were nestled against him.

“Maybe,” he murmured, his voice low and a little gravelly.

“Good,” you whispered, your cheek pressed to his. “That means you’re staying right here.”

He didn’t answer, but the way his arms tightened around you was more than enough.

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[harunayuuka2060]

Asmo: What are those? Love letters? You're getting popular again, sweetie~.

MC: *chuckles*

Belphie: The moment they heard you were single, they flocked back again.

Satan: Of course, since they no longer have to worry about offending Barbatos.

Asmo: Anyway~ Will you be accepting suitors now? We are still waiting for you, you know~.

MC: *smiles* Thanks, Asmo. But I'll just focus on myself for now.

Satan: That's good.

Simeon: ...

Barbatos: *seems to be in a good mood*

Simeon: Is there something that's lifting your spirits?

Barbatos: It's nothing.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: Oh, by the way, have you heard?

Barbatos: Hm?

Simeon: MC recently accepted an invitation from a suitor. *chuckles* It was a gorgeous girl and she's been admiring them for quite some time.

Barbatos: I'm sure MC will kindly reject her.

Simeon: How so? The girl has the qualities MC is looking for in a partner.

Barbatos: Are you saying they're looking for someone with qualities similar to mine?

Simeon: Isn't that a bit presumptuous of you, Barbatos? After all, it shouldn't concern you anymore.

Barbatos: ...

Diavolo: How was the date? Did it go well?

MC: Yes, but I was a little surprised.

Diavolo: Hm? Why?

MC: I thought she would be aloof, but she turned out to be talkative and sweet. *chuckles*

Diavolo: *chuckles* Can I assume it was a successful date?

MC: Yes. We plan to meet again in a couple of days.

Diavolo: Aww~.

Barbatos: ...

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: *smiles in relief* I'm glad I asked them to accept.

Barbatos: ...

Barbatos: What?

Lucifer: I know MC isn’t going to date any of us brothers, so supporting them in finding someone deserving is the best choice I can make.

Barbatos: ...

[yardsards]

this next part is just me bitching but. the main interaction that lead to me making this post (combined with just. all of the incidents of me saying my current job and whoever i'm talking to goving me wayyy too much kudos for just Doing This Job and me feeling sooo weirded out bc like bruh it's not community service it is a Job that i am getting paid for. and this job is easier and pays better than my past job as a cashier but no one gave me kudos for being a cashier.):

during a work holiday party me and a couple coworkers were talking about this pair of clients we shared

and someone brought up how the husband was nice but the wife was a grouch (in my case, she was a little sour to me at first but actually became quite sweet once she got to know me. apparently she had not similarly warmed up to any of my coworkers. which, by the end of this conversation, i realized Exactly Why). no screaming or hitting or any other kind of abuse, not even direct insults, just generally being a bit impatient and condescending and grumpy.

and then my (already least favourite, lol) coworker was like "i straightup told her she couldn't be talking to me like that. that i was there to provide help and if she was gonna treat me like that then i wasn't gonna help her anymore."

and all of our coworkers there, INCLUDING OUR SUPERVISOR, were congratulating her for "standing up for herself" or whatever???

and like see if she was a cashier or housekeeper or whatever i would've been like "hell yeah, get their ass, demand respect on the job" but in the context of this job it really just rubbed me the wrong way because like.

1: we have a significant power over our patients that most other professions don't have over their customers

2: i question if she would have said that to a customer if she was a cashier or housekeeper, or if she only felt emboldened to do this/deserving of a certain degree of respect BECAUSE of the power we have over our patients

3: while we absolutely shouldn't tolerate outright *mistreatment* on the job (as i said above, we're employees, not fucking martyrs), i think we need to be a little more discerning over what constitutes mistreatment than many other professions do. like we gotta be able to think "yeah this woman is in constant physical pain, knows death isn't far away, and now has to pay money to have total fucking strangers coming into her house to do tasks for her that she used to be able to do by herself. it's actually pretty understandable for her to be huffing and eyerolling here and it's not a personal attack on my ego"

4: the way my coworker talked about being there to help like she was providing a FAVOUR rather than just... doing the job that she is getting PAID to

AND THEN this mf had the gall to be like "it's funny that she's planning on checking herself into a home in the next few months. they aren't gonna tolerate being talked to like that there and she's not gonna be in charge there like she is at her house." and like??? idk man i just don't think we should be treating losing power via institutionalization as a justified punishment

i wish i could say that i had some eloquent retort about disability rights and whatnot to stand up for that lady but i was just too fuckin dumbfounded to say anything

i think i've said it before but. as a professional caregiver it rubs me the wrong way how our field (and pretty much any field that involves caring for vulnerable people) is venerated

like don't get me wrong i am all for appreciating blue collar type professions, employees that are underpaid and overworked and vital for how our society functions

but it's a specific flavour of treating us like martyrs that doesn't show up when people appreciate construction workers or garbage truck drivers or janitors or fry cooks or whatnot.

it's a specific flavour of acting like we're doing a huge selfless favour for our clients that doesn't show up when people appreciate customer service workers or housekeepers or whatnot.

what's really ironic there is caregivers have far more power over their clients than customer service workers or housekeepers have over their clients.

and it just leads to so much shittiness in the industry. it's bad for patients cuz they don't feel like they can speak out when a caretaker is mistreating them (or even just doing something they don't like, even on accident), cuz they're expected to feel grateful for what the caregiver is doing for them. and it enables some shitty caregivers to get a complex about how their patients owe them gratitude for doing their jobs. isn't good for non-shitty caregivers too cuz sometimes the good ones then feel obligated to overextend and sacrifice themselves to be worthy of that gratitude.

just like yeah idk appreciate us but don't appreciate us any differently than you should appreciate any other worker i guess idk

[roanniom]

hi issa! i hope all is well and im so glad you’re back! you are literally one of the best writers ever (and literally my favorite person who writes for eddie) ! i hope you’re day is going good 💛

i would love to request cute; needy eddie phone call (you can make it spicy if you want), maybe the reader went on a girls trip and the reader calls him once at the hotel and he is just miserable 😩

Hi there anon! I'm doing okay, but writing is making everything better. Super happy to do this request.

On the Line

Eddie Munson x fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, NSFW, phone sex, dirty talk, masturbation

"Eddie. I've been gone for half a day. I was literally with you this morning." You try to make your voice sound reproachful, but your smile cannot be hidden. You're in your hotel room getting ready to go down for dinner with your friends.

"I knowwww, don't remind me. It has been AGONY!"

You hear a muted thump which you imagine to be Eddie throwing himself on his couch near the landline.

"Well what are you doing to distract yourself from this agony?" you ask with amusement.

"I tried touching myself, but I'll be honest, it's more effective now that I can hear your voice, babe."

"EDDIE MUNSON!"

"Whaaaat? What else is there to do?"

"I don't know. Go outside? Maybe touch some grass, you fucking horn dog," you laugh, laying back on the hotel bed.

"I can't exactly go jerk off on the grass, Mrs. Jenkins said she'd call the cops if she ever caught me doing that again - ,"

"Eddie. I will smack you."

"Ugh, don't make promises you can't keep. What do you think I've been imagining?"

You slap an exasperated hand over your face and Eddie moans.

"What was that? Smacking your own ass to give me some auditory stimulation, princess? Do it again!"

"No, that was me covering my eyes from the shame of having such a perverted boyfriend."

"Don't pretend you aren't just as perverted, sweetheart. Even Mrs. Jenkins knows, with how loud you usually are - ,"

"Edward. Munson."

"Mmmm yeah. Say my name, baby."

You can't help but dissolve into laughter at the absurdity of it all.

"Are you actually touching yourself right now?"

"Think about that question for a second. Really let that simmer for me."

Suddenly you hear the most obscene, wet squelching coming from the phone. It's so sudden and so rapid that you pull the phone away from your ear for a second. Clearly Eddie had put the receiver down where he was...taking care of himself.

"Eddie..." you say, but this time it is less reproachful and more breathless.

"Princess." His voice is less humorous now. A little deeper. A little scratchy.

"I have to go in a few minutes..." you trail off wistfully. You've begun to tune into Eddie's more labored breathing.

"Sure about that?"

His voice is gruff. You want to laugh but suddenly find that you can't.

"You know I can still smell your perfume in this fucking trailer, right? Like a god damn temptress. Why would you do that to me, honey?"

The phone is clearly by his lips as you can hear him loud and clear. But similarly loud and clear is the sound of his hand on his cock. Now moving furiously.

But you're not the only one hearing new things.

"I can hear you breathing heavier, baby." Eddie says it conspiratorially. There is the distinct sound of a smile on his lips.

"Yeah well you're turning me on. I'm only fricken human, you know."

"No. I don't know that. Pretty sure you're a goddess." Eddie finishes his statement with a groan. "So what are you wearing...my goddess."

You clutch the phone to your ear and look down at your outfit.

"Well, we're all going out tonight so I'm wearing that sparkly top that you said was too sexy for The Hideout."

"Are you fucking with me right now, sweetheart?" Eddie chokes out. You imagine that he's gripping himself, trying not to cum at the mere image of you in the revealing garment. "You mean to tell me...we've been talking all this time and your tits have just been...out?"

"I'm not naked, Eddie. It's just low cut," you argue, but your body begins to heat up all the same.

"Low cut, huh?" he asks gruffly. "Why don't you reach into that low cut top and touch yourself for me then."

"Oh...kay." You don't even fight him. Your hand cups your breast under the fabric.

"Make sure to pinch and twist your nipples a little. For me."

As if pleasuring yourself will inherently bring him physical pleasure. Which you guess it does, because when you inhale sharply at the feeling, Eddie lets out a moan. You hesitate for a second.

"Is Wayne - ,"

"At work. Don't bring up that old man when I'm so close to cumming." Eddie barks with frustration. You release a breathy chuckle.

"You're already close?"

"Babe. I've been touching myself for hours. I've been on the edge this whole conversation."

"Yeah?" you ask, egging him on.

"Yeah, baby. I'm about to blow hearing your sweet voice."

"Well....you should know that I'm wet." You're being honest. The idea of having to go downstairs in a few minutes is becoming less appealing by the second.

"Oh fuck."

"Yeah. I really want to touch myself, baby."

"Do it." Eddie practically orders.

"I can't," you say, though one of your hands does begin to slide south, between your breasts, down the plane of your stomach, to cup yourself beneath your skirt. You keep the phone cradled between your ear and your shoulder so you can keep one hand on your breast, fingers tweaking your nipple.

"I need you, baby." It comes out more submissive than his previously demanding tone. You lower your voice to match.

"I know, Eddie. Can you cum for me?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah? You'll cum for me?" You hear his breathing pick up. From the sound of his stroking, he's right there. You rub your palm over your clothed pussy, feeling your clit ache with need.

"Fuck. Yeah I'll...fuck."

"That's it baby, cum for me."

The gasping and sputtering on the other side of the phone overwhelms you and you find yourself grinding against your hand in vain. You won't be able to take care of yourself. Not yet at least. But you know that when you get back to your hotel room later tonight, one of those pillows are really in for it.

"Fuuuck, princess."

"That good, huh?" you ask, cheekily.

"Don't act all proud of yourself," Eddie admonishes playfully. "There's nobody here to clean me up."

Your heart (and pussy) pound at the reference to the way you usually lick up the evidence of his pleasure.

"I'll be back before you know it, handsome."

Eddie sighs.

"You have to go now, don't you." It isn't a question. You laugh.

"I had to go fifteen minutes ago. But I guess you had to cum first."

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[kiame-sama]

The boys want to bathe with me in the shower, but they can't stand it and run out of the tub because I'm literally washing myself in boiling water

Poor Azul is gonna be boiled octopus.

Nice try getting away from Malleus, he is flame and heat resistant. He's mostly just enjoying the hot water though, hogging the majority of the stream and requesting you help him shampoo and condition his hair for him. Just pet the Dragon, he doesn't even want sexy times, he wants to be petted and treated nicely.

Nice try trying to fit Riddle, Trey, or Silver in that shower unless it is extremely large and built for a centaur/Cervitaur.

Floyd and Jade are crying because they are from a very cold ocean. Warm water would mean mating, hot water makes them cry.

Epel wants to know why the water is spicy.

Cater is not having a great time, but he can withstand the hot water better than the others.

Jamil is thriving, especially when he is close to a shed and it is cold out. He will lazily lay in the hot water and relish the feel of the steam.

Kalim doesn't understand why you are boiling yourself.

Ace and Deuce are loudly complaining about how hot it is.

Jack is grumbling and sitting far away from the shower trying to not get waterlogged. It takes forever for his fur to dry.

Ruggie says the hot water is good soup.

Idia is nervously avoiding you and the shower because he is worried he will stare too much and come off as a creep.

Vil chides you for how drying hot water is to your skin and insists you use warm or lukewarm. He is mostly pissy about his feathers getting waterlogged.

Rook is impressed you can withstand the heat of boiling water just to bathe.

Sebek is soaking like a true crocodilian and drinking from the stream. What do you mean this isn't temperature training?

Lilia adores you, but he says 'no' to boiling himself alive.

Leona has conveniently disappeared.

[smutoperator]

Barbie Doll

Kim Jiwon (Liz) x Male Reader

Tags: armpit play, bed-breaking sex, (lots of) blowjob, casting couch, facefucking, facial, good smell, magazine cover, neck play, passionate sex, (lots of) sniffing, tall blonde and gorgeous

Word count: 4542

Seoul, South Korea, January 7th, 2025

You are an editor for a fashion magazine who went to watch Ive at the Golden Disk Awards. You initially intended to follow Wonyoung, as they were eager to get a photoshoot with Korea's It Girl. As Ive started performing, you did what they asked you to.

However, as the performance progressed, a tall, blonde, and gorgeous Barbie-esque girl quickly caught your attention as well.

"I have to get her too," you said to yourself. Wonyoung is amazing, but your heart now wanted Liz. She truly looked like a human Barbie doll, so you rushed backstage to talk to her.

"Let me introduce myself, I work for a magazine brand and we are interested in getting you for the cover, but we have to conduct some tests before you get the contract, do you want this?" you asked Liz. "Sure," the blonde answered. "Then meet me there tomorrow," you said, giving her your house's address.

Liz knew this could be her big breakout, so she arrived at your spacious house the next day in an angelic white dress. "Good morning," she greeted you. "Better now that you arrived," you answered and she smiled to you. Her looks were truly striking. The blonde hair, her long legs, her tall stature, her cute smile, everything made her look like a Barbie doll.

"Sit here," you told Liz, directing her to the couch. You were meeting a pair of people from the brand who were giving you suggestions about outfits. However, you didn't seem interested in it, declining their suggestions one after another. Your eyes were all on Liz and more time wasted with them meant less time to look at your Barbie doll.

Liz watched on the couch as you told them the meeting was over. "My apologies, those meetings are really stressful, The fashion business can be a fruitless grind sometimes, but I'm glad you're here, you ask something but people a lot of times do the opposite of what you say," you said.

"I'll do anything you ask," Liz replied. "But first you have to give me a chance," she continued. You decided to toughen things up with her and gave her a test. "I knew you wouldn't show up this early if you didn't have an ulterior motive," you said. "Well, it was you who decided to scout me and invited me to your house," she answered.

"Liz, you're beautiful, but our brand wants something extra from you, they want…," you started to say. "Sex appeal?" she asked, interrupting you. "Exactly," you answered her. "They also want the popular thing many times, the safest route, if it depended just on the higher-ups, they would have signed Wonyoung and be done with it, it's the easy route, she's got a huge brand, everybody knows her appeal," you said. "But Liz, I know you've got some great potential and want to sign you as well, you're tall, the perfect Barbie doll with that blonde hair, but they want you to prove yourself," you continued.

"Yes, my friend is amazing, I can't deny it, but I want to secure this opportunity for myself," Liz said. "I'm willing to bet on your potential, Lizzie, but you have to show me why you're so special and alluring, show me what you have," you told her.

Liz knew she had to grab that opportunity like her life depended on it. And she took grabbing it quite literally, as she reached her hands to touch your covered erection. "Does this make me special?" Liz asked, noticing your cock was very hard for her already.

"You're almost there," you told Liz, who took the steps to get there as she started unzipping your pants, unveiling your throbbing cock and softly touching it. Liz dove her head onto your shaft while you caressed her back, her bending over providing you the perfect opportunity to check her white panties just like her dress.

"Now we're getting closer, if you keep moving like that I can grant you a magazine cover," you said as her mouth was very soft sucking your cock. Liz just nodded positively, keeping her focus on pleasing your shaft. "You're truly not leaving any doubts about your sex appeal," you continued, caressing her again.

"You're so good at sucking cock, fuck yeah" you praise Liz's blowjob skills as she sucks it very slowly, making sure to stimulate every inch of that throbbing shaft, just admiring as she moves her head up and down it and already puts you on the edge. You give her ass a little spank. "You're so good at following instructions, today, you're gonna do exactly what I want you to do, barbie doll," you say to her.

"Keep sucking it, your mouth is so warm," you tell Liz as she remains super focused. You test her a bit further, moving your hips up to softly pound her face. "You like when I fuck your face like that?" you ask her. "Hmm," she answers, muffled by your cock in her mouth.

"God, that's perfect, I feel like such a lucky guy, let me kiss you," you tell Liz as she pulls her face out of your cock and lets your lips touch hers. "Look how good your cock tastes on my lips," she says.

"Show me your body, stand up," you tell Liz as she takes her dress off, leaving herself wearing just her bra and panties. "Turn around," you tell her, admiring her sexy back as well, grabbing her ass and kissing her butt, before giving it a couple of spankings.

"On your knees," you tell Liz as she goes back to suck your cock, impressing you with a no-hands blowjob. "Keep sucking like that, you're amazing," you tell her. Liz truly gives you an amazing blowjob, her warm mouth wrapping all over your cock. You tease her, popping your cock in and out of it, before grabbing her head and fucking her face. Liz looks upwards but takes it like a champion. "That's amazing," you say to her.

Liz grabs your shaft and continues to suck it off like her life depended on it. She truly wants that opportunity for herself, making sure to suck the soul out of that cock. "You have such a great mouth, I can see a big future for you, I made a great choice," you say, enjoying the sounds of your cock popping out of her mouth and pounding her face as Liz tightens her mouth. "Perfect, so beautiful," you say.

"You are not going to regret giving me a chance," Liz says, smiling at you as she keeps giving you a sexy blowjob, now adding rapid strokes to match your thrusts in her face. You groan as the young vixen works her mouth around your shaft perfectly, nearly making you bust already, but you manage to save yourself by asking her the perfect question.

"You want more?" you ask Liz. "Yes," she emphatically answers. "Then come here, let's go to my bedroom," you say as you grab Liz's arm and guide her. Liz rises to the occasion, kissing you passionately while taking your clothes off, your cock pointing right between her long legs. She grabs your shaft and strokes it while you passionately kiss her, rubbing the tip of your cock against her soft skin while you reach under her panties.

You remove Liz's bra and start sniffing her body from top to bottom. You pay lots of attention to her armpits, amazing at how good they smell. You slowly move down her body, sniffing her tits and then her tummy, amazed at the incredible scent of her body the more you worship it.

You kiss Liz's belly button, which she enjoys. "You seem to like my tummy," she says. "I fell in love the moment I saw it on yesterday's show," you say to her. You then finally pull her panties down, unveiling her cute pink pussy. "Oh my God, you're beautiful," you say, amazed as you look at her Barbie-esque body.

You can't contain your instincts, quickly diving to worship Liz's cute pussy, diving between her legs and licking her folds. "Ahhhhhh," she softly moans as your tongue is already all over her soft vaginal lips, putting her long legs over her head as she invites you to eat her out.

Liz rolls her eyes as she enjoys your tongue all over her folds. "Ohhhh yeah," she says as you blow some air in her pussy and sniff her entrance, before moving sideways to lick her clit. "Ahhhh, yes" she moans again as you stay concentrated on pleasing her pussy, making her legs shake a little.

You climb towards Liz, kissing her and feeding your cock for her to suck as she lies on your bed with her ass up. "Oh my God, you're so good," you say as Liz takes your cock in her mouth in a very obedient manner while you look at her pale ass and long legs. "Such a hungry kitty," you tell her as she sticks her tongue out, noticing her hair is arranged like cat ears are popping out of it.

You keep fucking Liz's face as she gets your shaft wet for her pussy. "God I love your cock," she says after it pops out and she licks your tip. "Keep sucking it and you'll get the cover," you tell her, motivating Liz as she increases the pace, bobbing her head on your cock without using her hands.

"I'll do anything you ask," Liz says, fully submitting herself to your will as you continue to pound her face. "Oh my God your mouth is so beautiful," you say as you can't stop getting addicted to it. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes," you groan as you keep fucking Liz's face.

As you finish the blowjob session, you get on your knees and worship's Liz tall body. "So beautiful," you say as you kiss her while your hands touch her bare and fully shaved pussy.

Liz teases you as she rubs your cock towards her entrance. "You're fantastic," you praise her. "I'm so glad I chose you," you continue. Liz then pushes you against the bed and gets back to suck your cock, deepthroating it harder than ever and running her mouth all over your shaft and tip, showing how hungry she is for that gig. "You're so perfect, my sexy Barbie girl," you tell her as she continues to worship your dick.

"Now I want you to fuck me," Liz says. "You get what it takes to be a cover star in our magazine, giving everything I want," you tell her, kissing Liz. "Come here, sit on my cock," you instruct her.

"Ahhhhh," Liz softly moans as she slowly descends your cock, taking it all the way deep in her pussy. She opens her long legs and takes a slow ride, getting herself accustomed to the sheer size of it inside her walls. "God that feels so good," she says as the sunlight hits her beautiful face while you push your cock up to hit the depths of her pussy.

You let Liz take her time with your cock, as the bounces on it with very long strides. "Oh my God your cock feels so good inside of me," she says, moving a little faster as she gets more and more familiar with it. Watching her softly moan as she rides your dick is a thing of beauty, as the only noises coming from that room now are your groans, her moans, and the creaking in the bed.

Liz moves faster and faster, the creaking sounds in your bed getting louder and louder as she does it. You run your hands over her waist, which makes her pick up the pace. "Yes, yes, yes, bounce on that dick," you command to her. Before hitting her with a surprise test.

Liz reacts well as she opens her legs for you to thrust hard up her pussy, as you can no longer resist the urge to pound her tight pink hole to the fullest. She stood her ground perfectly as your balls smash against her clit. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, holy shit" she moans, her little tits bouncing as you pump her pussy at full speed.

"OH MY GOD," Liz closes her eyes and moans without letting her voice crack, her mouth opening to the fullest as she lets her feelings be known while your cock heats her pussy with fast thrusts. You pump her so fast now she almost falls on your body, but she quickly keeps her balance and just lets you turn her into a perfect cocksleeve as she is vying for that coveted magazine cover.

"Wow, you passed with flying colors," you tell Liz as she enjoys her victory, grinding herself against your shaft and then bouncing on it with a perfect rhythm. "Good lord, you're so good at everything, sucking my cock and now riding on it," you tell her as you get impressed by Liz's riding skills, especially knowing she just turned 20, yet takes on your cock in a way many girls older than she can't.

"Let's see if you can take this," you say to Liz as you hammer her pussy at maximum speed. She moans beautifully as your cock hits her cervix repeatedly, but once again survives the barrage of thrusts you give her pussy with ease. "YEAH," she screams as she pushes you to the limit, her tits bouncing like crazy as you can't stop using her pussy. "So good, so good, so good," you say to her.

Liz brings you to exhaustion as you start panting. "Wow, you young girls have so much energy, maybe I'm getting too old for this," you tell her. "Wait until I cum in your cock, can you do that to me?" Liz asks. You bring your top game to make her cum and quickly deliver the results. "I'M CUMMING," Liz moans as your cock hits her pussy nonstop, the bed creaking more than ever as she creams your cock full of juices.

Liz climbs out of your cock as she thanks you for her orgasm with torrid kisses and soft strokes. She slowly runs your hand over your cock while you run yours over her tits. "Suck my cock," you whisper in her ear as Liz follows your instructions perfectly, slowly moving her mouth from top to bottom of your shaft. "I love tasting me on you," she says.

"I can see why, your scent is so amazing," you praise her once again for her good smell. "You look so beautiful sucking my cock, oh yes," you say in between groans as you admire the way Liz worships it until a full deepthroat.

"Sit back on my cock," you tell Liz as flips sides, this time ready to ride on your cock while facing you forward. Passionately kissing you, Liz softly mounts on your cock, letting you grab her ass and kiss her cute tits as she moves very patiently up and down your shaft.

"Oh yeah, fuck me," Liz begs as you start pushing your cock back up her pussy. "God your cock is so amazing," she says as you fuck her. Liz tilts her body and looks behind to watch you pump her pussy, moaning louder and louder as the speed of your thrusts increases. "YES," she screams as you spank her cute ass and move faster and faster, closing her eyes as her pussy keeps getting stuffed full of cock.

You tease Liz a bit, spreading her ass and slowing down as you push your cock in and out of her pussy multiple times, before resuming the pounding. "OHHHH YEAH, FUCK, IT FEELS SO GOOD," she screams as she gets drilled harder and harder, you testing her to the maximum once again, but Liz can resist. You put a thumb in her asshole and keep thrusting nonstop. "YEAH, YEAH, MAKE ME CUM ALL OVER THAT COCK," she begs, handling your hard thrusts like a champion as her cheeks get clapped and you suck her bouncy little tits.

Liz cums all over your cock and kisses you tenderly as she loves the way you use her pussy. "God, this is such a good fuck, I've never been pounded like that," she says. You pause a bit and admire her cute sexy body, letting Liz kiss you while you give slow pumps to her pussy.

You put Liz on all fours and worship both her fuckholes, circling her clit while you eat her ass, running your hands all over her legs while you eat her out. "Give me more," Liz begs, moving her body in your direction and sliding her pussy right back into your cock.

"That's amazing," you say as Liz's tight pussy clenches its walls all over your cock. "Bend it forward," you tell her, grabbing Liz's waist and putting her in the perfect position for a doggy pounding. But you are rather kind to her, letting her move her hips up and down your shaft, loving her smile while she does so. "I don't think I can have enough of you," she says.

You fuck Liz's pussy very nicely, grabbing her cute butt as your cock pushes in and out of her pussy. "Yes, keep going, that's so good," she moans as you tease her. "I want you to fuck me all day long," Liz begs. You hear those words and go feral, pushing hard in her pussy and making her little tits jiggle as you clap her cheeks. "AHHHHH, OHHHHH, FUCKKKK, YEAHHHH," is all she can scream, turned into a cocksleeve once again as she creams all over your cock.

You reach to finger Liz's wet pussy as you fuck it hard. "OHHHHH YEAHHHH," she moans, completely overwhelmed by your fast-paced thrusts. You are so addicted you don't know how to stop, bringing Liz's body in your direction as you run your hands all over it while pounding her from behind. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," you groan as you pound her harder than ever. "AHHHHHH," she screams, you wrapping your hands around Liz's belly as your cock bulges under it.

Liz smiles as she cums again while you sniff her neck. "I love your smell, it's so amazing," you tell her. "Thank you," she kindly answers as you get on top of her and sniff her back, before putting your cock inside her in a prone bone position.

"OHHHH, OHHHH, OHHHH," Liz moans hard as you plow her pussy hard and deep, watching as she rolls her eyes and her cute ass absorbs the shocks of your hard thrusts. "AH, FUCK, FUCK FUCK, IT FEELS SO GOOD" she screams, closing her eyes as her pussy gets turned into your fleshlight, closing hard around your cock. "You're so beautiful and sexy stuffed full of my dick, that's why you're gonna get the cover," you tell her.

You keep pounding Liz from behind as the noises from the bed moving get louder and louder, you are ready to break it as long as you get to keep fucking her pussy. You get very out of breath, using all your might to fuck Liz's pussy until you get exhausted. "Such a sexy girl," you tell her before resuming fucking in a classic bed-breaking manner.

You passionately kiss Liz as you stay with your cock buried deep in her pussy, giving her shoulders a little biting before bringing her sideways bring her sideways, wrapping your hands around her chest, and fucking her a slowly few times before flipping her around and putting her body on top of yours. "YESSS, FUCKKKK," she moans as you position your hands right on her soft tits and run them over her tall body, kissing her neck and sniffing it while you finger her pink pussy and give it some taps that make her moan. "HMMMMMM," she screams as you start pushing her body against your cock, before pounding her in a pearly gates position. "OH MY GOD," Liz moans hard as you turn her into a fucktoy, just hitting her pussy time after time while you pinch her tits and play with her neck.

"HAHAHAHA," Liz laughs as you keep fucking her, clapping her whole body against your crotch and wrapping your hands all over it. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," she screams as you pause to play with her pussy, both of you loving it and laughing a lot. Liz's long legs twist hard as you can't keep your hands off her clit. "AHHHHHH," she screams.

You put Liz back laying in bed as you massage her beautiful pussy, ready to make her squirt. She closes her eyes and prepares herself for a blissful orgasm as your hands attack her pink cunt. "UH FUCKKKK," Liz screams as she cums, you rapidly muffling her moans with kisses.

Liz gets on the edge of the bed, offering you her creamy pussy for you to savor, feeling in heaven as your mouth kisses her folds and you breathe some air into her vagina. You grab her ass and worship her perfect pussy, kissing and eating it out for a few minutes.

Liz's body gets flipped once again as you share kisses with her and get her back on top of the bed, attacking the erogenous zones of her neck with more kisses and licks, making her get sent to the moon. You slowly position your cock back in a missionary position as she wraps her long legs between your head, you bringing the pillow for her to rest her head as you get ready for another round. "I love the way you fuck me," she says.

"So good," you softly say as you give slow pumps into her pussy. "God your pussy feels so amazing," you tell her as Liz is in heaven now, taking a big cock up her tight holes that make her cum endlessly while getting passionately praised and used like that.

You pick up the speed once again, watching Liz close her eyes as you attack her pussy one more time. You love the moans coming out of her mouth, pushing you to go harder and harder. "Oh my God, you're the best," Liz tells you in between her mess of moans. "OHHHH YES, YES, YES, GIVE ME THAT COCK," she screams as you once again push her to the limit, and yourself as well. "AHHHHHHH," Liz screams, her holes very sensible after half an hour of fucking, but you only keep pushing. "AH, AH, AH, AH, AH," she screams, her cute tits bouncing as you grab them and gave them a little spank.

You get fully on top of Liz, penetrating her at a straight angle while you choke her. "FUCK, YEAH," she screams, almost losing her voice at this point as you can't stop drilling her pussy. You put her upside down, sniffing her good-smelling fuckhole as she keeps moaning, pinching her tits as you spread her legs, before going back to plowing that young yummy pussy. "Oh my fucking god, that pussy is so good," you say as you put Liz at your total submission, kissing her as her pussy keeps getting plowed harder and harder.

You touch every inch of Liz's body as you fuck her. You kiss her neck, you lick her beautiful armpits, you take pleasure in watching her moan like a slut as you freely use her tall, slim body for your pleasure, sending Liz to the stratosphere with strong thrusts in her pussy that make loud sounds when your hips clash against hers. You then go back to sniff and lick her beautiful armpits once more. "God damn it, you smell so good," you tell Liz, who laughs and love the way you praise her, as you now slowly move around her entire arm, licking up to her elbow, paying special attention to her armpits and ending sucking her tits before you give her more kisses and fuck her pussy very slowly while she hugs you;

After 40 minutes of passionate hot fucking, you're completely exhausted. But you have a little more to give to Liz, as you put her sideways and slide your cock in a spooning position inside her. You can tell Liz is very drained to as she is completely out of breath. You play with her pussy a little before you resume penetrating her, but this time going back to your typical high intensity. "OH GOD, YEAH," she moans. You get to her side and press her tits and caress her belly. "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DON'T STOP," she begs.

Indeed, you don't want to stop, attacking Liz's pussy as if it was your first time fucking it. Her little tits jiggle more than ever while your hands are all over her clit, fingering it at full speed and matching the pace of your thrusts. "OH FUCK YES," Liz screams, barely able to breathe at this point. You give her a little break, before attacking her pussy hard once again, your balls hitting hard on her clit and your cock reaching deep into her cervix. "You're so beautiful, so perfect, my Barbie doll," you tell her, never stop pounding Liz for a single second. "AHHHHHHH," she screams hard as you look her in the eye, both of you using every last drop of energy you have left for this intense fucking.

"FUCK YES," Liz screams as her walls tighten hard against your cock. If it depended just on you, you would have blasted your load right in her pink pussy, but you quickly remember this is still a professional casting couch, pulling out just in time and delivering a massive blast of cum in Liz's face that she loves it, kissing the tip of your cock and cleaning it afterward. "So good, covering my Barbie doll and next magazine cover girl with my load, so nice," you say, feeding your cock for Liz to suck one final time, enjoying slowly putting it in and out of her mouth until someone opens the door and interrupts you.

It was Wonyoung.

"I see she followed my instructions perfectly," Wonyoung says as she spots Liz's face full of cum with your cock in her mouth, before grabbing your cock and licking it herself. "Hmm, she tastes so good in it," she says.

"No wonder she is so good, she learned from one of the best," you praise her friend. "Are you gonna give her a magazine cover?" Wonyoung asks you. "That and much more," you tell her.

"See, Jiwon, that's how you get magazine covers, you gotta suck some big fat cock and let them cum all over your beautiful face," Wonyoung tells her. "You thought I got them because I was popular? No, that's how I get them," she continues.

"Thanks for teaching me," Liz tells her best friend. "I can see he really enjoyed you, how about we come here tomorrow and land another photoshoot after we have a threesome with him?" Wonyoung asks.

"That sounds like a great idea," Liz answers.

And no one thinks it's a great idea more than you do. You certainly won't complain about adding another Barbie doll to your collection.

[babygirl1841]

I know this is something I need to work on. I'm insecure (always have been), mostly about my looks, but otherwise too. I have this need to be perfect, even though I'd never demand that of others. I know I put a lot on the people close to me, especially a certain someone. I don't like it.

I wish I could be confident and do all the things I want to do.

I wish my brain wouldn't lie to me, when I look in the mirror.

I wish I could see what others see.

I wish I wasn't so needy and emotional, sometimes I do fine and other times I fail completely.

I wish I'd make progress quicker, because now I feel like I'm going backwards sometimes.

I wish I could handle my body dysmorphia, anxiety, emotions and insomnia better.

I wish I wasn't so broken physically as well as mentally, it makes me just want to crawl into bed, under the covers and never come out.

I know it'll get better. I know it'll get easier. I know I've already made progress. Yet I feel like I'm not good enough and that I'm too much. I work on that too. I'm impatient and ruled by my heart and emotions, there's not much logic here.

I just wish I'd be the 2.0 version of myself already.

feeling like i'm constantly too much and too little at the same time is so exhausting

[bi-writes]

I’m so curious!!! I know ghost is your fav, but what’s the appeal of him for you?

hmmm. okay i think it's a few things.

one - ghost is giant. like in the game and in fiction (even bigger in fiction), he is just BIG. and i love that. i look for that irl. i am a very short girl, and i find largeness very attractive in a man, so he kind of hits all the points there (strong, tall, big, athletic, good with his hands).

two - canon ghost has such an insane and frankly terrifying past that i think it makes his personality (in game and fiction) very appealing to me. walled off, serious, dark humor thing really works for me. i think he would also be a very gentle and good-natured person because of the things he's been through, but also ruthless in reaction. like...if he saw a kitten with three legs on the side of the road, he would not hesitate to put it in his pocket, and also if he saw a man smack their girlfriend, he'd find the guy a little later in the back alley and cut his hand off so he couldn't do it again. hot.

three - the voice and the accent. i mean...i don't really need to explain this one.

four - the mask. another thing i do not have to explain.

five - the scars and general...brutal-aspect of how he looks. i think someone like that would be a little insecure about how they looked, and i really resonate with that. i myself have scars and things on my body that i don't like on myself, so i feel like he might overlook this in his partner, and i find that very, very attractive. like he doesn't care about scars, fat, hair, nothing. i would imagine it doesn't bother him.

six - capability. that man is not a lieutenant for no reason. what he can do with his hands is no short of amazing i imagine, and he's probably super intelligent, and he's not afraid of getting his hands dirty or of blood. i would imagine he wouldn't be squeamish about anything. i find that very hot.

seven - also because he is huge, i imagine he hits the gym a lot. which means my weight and size do not matter. also very hot, as i am a curvy girl, and am not small either by any means. i think he would manhandle me just fine, and make me feel tiny even though i'm not. 10/10.

it's not that i don't think the other members of the 141 are not equally attractive or incredible, but idk. i think about it realistically, in my head as the reader myself, and i just don't see price or gaz or johnny ever really looking my way because they're just...very conventionally attractive people (in a good way).

these are just headcanons of how simon lives in my brain, but i carry this idea of him with me as a write, and it makes him so attractive and so incredibly easy to write for because of it. he really itches my brain in a good way, and i wish he was real. i would lock him down so fast.

[lovestory]

hi friends, if anyone happens to be reading this, i'm just letting you know that my blog has been intentionally wiped - something i've been contemplating doing for awhile now. to be blunt, i have been overwhelmingly suicidal for a good 6 months, so considering i log off feeling worse than when i logged on more often than not, i've decided to remove myself from social media for a long while. i need to figure out how to survive the sudden downturn in my health while doing postgrad and working full time (i collapsed out of nowhere and haven't been able to walk since before christmas, i am covered head to toe in hives 24/7 which are extremely painful and won't respond to any treatment - that’s just the tip of the iceberg, but I can’t just stop working and take care of myself like i need to) sending love ❤️

[window-on-the-west]

farewell, and happy landing!

[svetamillss]

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Kang Sae Byeok

She's not the girl who will be jealous. And it's not even about the trust you've been building with her for a very long time, it's that she knows her worth and understands that you won't leave her for someone else.

But instead of jealousy, she has a huge malice towards some people, namely to men who like to flirt with you when she goes somewhere for a short time. And then she has two options. The first option: she will calmly ask they to leave you alone. The second option: if they don't listen, she'll hit them.

The second happens more often, because the men think she's just joking.

- God, you broke his nose! - you said in horror when the two of you ran away.

- There's nothing to touch someone else's. I said him, but he didn't listen. That's why it's his own fault. But now I won't leave you, it will be safer that way. - she said the last sentence with a slight smile.

You understood, even if she is not jealous of you to others, it does not mean that she does not love you.

Cho Hyun Ju

Your girlfriend may be jealous, but not because she doesn't trust, she just often thinks that you deserve more than her.

And every time you have a nice conversation with your friends, she looks at it with a slight irritation and you immediately feel it.

- Did something happen, Hyunnie? - you ask when you finished the phone conversation with your friend.

- No, everything is fine. It's just that you talked so sweetly with your friend. - she said, sulking slightly on you.You approached her and buried your face in her chest.

- You're jealous, Hyunnie.

- Not at all! What did you get it from! - she said nervously, which made you laugh from her.

- When you lying, you blush.

- I blushed from your actions, not from lies, baby. - she tried to get out, but under your eyes she gave up and admitted that she was jealous.

- My dear Hyunnie, you know that I don't need anyone but you and I love only you. - you said, gently kissing his face, you knew that it was a good way to calm a girl down.

- I know, but I can't help myself.

- So all evening I'll be proving to you that you don't need to be jealous. - you answered teasingly and it seems that she understood.

Ji Yeong

Your girlfriend is not jealous. Again, it's not about trust, but about the fact that she doesn't need it at all. After all, you spend all your free time with Ji Yeong, only your work distances you from each other.

You don't have many friends like she does, so you're always with a girl.

And when you sit in a cafe and a guy appears on the horizon who looks at you for a very long time, your reaction will make her laugh a lot.

- Honey, that guy at the next table has been looking at you for a long time, it even seems to me that he will hypnotize my girlfriend soon. - she says with a pretend resentment.

- It's strange, I don't see anyone here except you. - you answer, without even looking around, just looking into the girl's eyes.

- That's why I love you.

- I know, my love.

Kim Jun Hee

Your girlfriend is jealous, but not very much, you almost always spend time with her and her child. She even gets ashamed sometimes when she is jealous of you to your friends or work colleagues, because you are the perfect girl.

You are more jealous in your couple, especially to her ex-boyfriend Le Myung Gi, who often revolves around her and the child, although there is nothing to be surprised about, the child is from him.

The girl feels it and explains to you that she doesn't love him anymore and will never come back to him.

- Honey, I'm talking to him only because of the child, so I would have stopped communicating with him a long time ago. - she said hugging you when she saw jealous looks from you.

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[making-you-in-mc]

pinned post etc etc MC?

Minecraft! Though, this is just. a shortening of "making you/your fav as a skin and also adding embellishments in blockbench." I'm not making anything out of actual blocks, in actual minecraft. sorry!

More Info.

Inspired by the likes of @making-you-in-spore and others (not tagging them all for politeness), i wanted to start this blog so i could practice making skins & models in blockbench. i make them a few times a month, so not much, and figured this would be a good way to exercise those skills.

Requests are open, as well! Asks with media are currently off (due to worry of getting sent gore. Links should be fine?) I'm also willing to do pretty much anything as long as the design isn't too complicated. (sorry hoyoverse characters) . I also won't do h/rry p/tter in any circumstance along with media you'd group with it. If my request guidelines need to be less vague, let me know! and yes, i do OCs. i love ocs.

I don't plan to script any models i make or make them useable. That would take more hours of my time than i have available for this and don't want to overwork myself. Sorry! Basic skins I make will be useable if you ask, but they may be missing elements from the blockbench version etc. Also as a disclaimer i am not very experienced in blockbench. this is practise and practise only lol

Stuff I use:

Planet Minecraft's Advanced Skin Editor

Blockbench

Clip Studio Paint

Figura (Technically, and for personal models.)

Feel free to ask about anything that isn't typed out here, i really don't mind!

guy ive done below. why not

[loveafterdeath-if]

Update (more like me rambling than an actual update, tbh)

Hope y'all are doing alright! I saw my inbox filled with asks and kind words (y'all are the best, as always), and I'll start answering everything once I wrap up Chap 2, Part 2. I want to focus fully on writing so I can get you the whole chapter before March at least, haha.

I'm gonna start correcting what I've written so far to avoid ending up with 100k words to fix all at once. We're about 50% through Chap 2, Part 2 (38k words, but it'll probably hit 40k with corrections). There are branches that have messed with my brain because I wanted to include scenes for each RO, but I don't regret it. I love games with lots of replayability (is that how we say it?), so I want mine to offer that too.

Chap 2, Part 2 will have a ton of branches for each RO, plus the option if you're not pursuing anyone, so it might take a while to get that full chapter out. I honestly don't know how other authors keep track of so many branches! I've always respected them as a reader/player, but being the one writing makes me wanna hand my future kids over to those incredible authors…

On top of that, I'm dealing with another issue. I've been writing so much that I think I'm slowly slipping into that "They gaze at her and say," "They take the paper and it falls" vibe (is that even a thing? Idk). You know, the kind of writing with no real description. I find myself double-checking everything to make sure the descriptions are 'good,' and I think I'll just play some IFs when I got time, to help me regain my groove without turning phrases all weird (I hate reading books, that's why I'm gonna play IFs). This is making me slow down a bit.

I've been pushing myself to write at least 4-5k words each day for the past 3 (4?) months, and I think I shouldn’t have done that. I'm putting pressure on myself without even realizing it. It's only when I end up with 'only' 3k words that I start feeling upset and push through to hit minimum 4k. I'm feeling good for now and don't mind writing that much, but I really don't want to wake up one day and boom—burnout. A Ko-fi member and some folks in my inbox have kindly reminded me to take breaks and take my time, so I think I'll slow down a bit. Like, maybe aim for 3k words?

I've been writing for years, (started on Wattpad in French, and yeah, it was… something) so no worries about the game going on hiatus or anything. I love writing, especially interactive stuff—so basically IFs, haha. Just wanted to keep you in the loop!

Anyway, this ended up way longer than I intended. Stay safe, don't forget to eat your greens, stay hydrated, and all that! <3

[unforth]

As I deepen my study with Chinese, the more I'm struck by how word meanings work. The monolingual USAdians I know or encounter online, who studied only as much as needed to get through school, really do seem to think languages are plug and play: know the word in both languages, and swap.

But that couldn't be further from the truth. There's on Chinese word, 稳当 (wĕn dang), that's really struck me for that. Because my flashcards give three translations for 稳当: reliable, secure, and stable. And in English these words are all fairly different! Clearly related but very much do not mean the same thing. How can one Chinese word mean these three different concepts? Well, of course, it doesn't. 稳当 means 稳当, some fusion of those three concepts we have words for in English but not quite any of them, that makes it appropriate to use in places where English would use any of those three. There are surely shades of meaning, and which interpretation of the meaning is most appropriate to a given context will be understood upon reading.

Now, expand this understanding - that a word doesn't mean (exact direct swap in English) but rather the word means the word, and we approximate it to the closest English equivalent we can - to *every single word in every single sentence in an entire book.*

Then translate that book.

Translation is an art, not a science, requiring tremendous verisimilitude in *both* languages, and an understanding of the story, and a deep familiarity with the culture (social, historical, linguistic, etc.) of the original work, and often knowledge of the authors intent (if possible to ascertain), and a range of other skills. Translation will always be interpretive and transformative, because (word in one language) doesn't precisely mean (word in another language). They're not "the same." If I present you a sentence with 稳当 in it, does it mean stable, reliable, or secure? Well that depends. On what? How it's being used, the surrounding context, other factors, and of course... the reader or translators interpretation.

It drives me insane when I see people present alternate translations as some kind of "gotcha" that one translator got things wrong. And don't get me wrong - of course some translations ARE just wrong, obviously if I translate 稳当 to mean "goldfish" I'm not interpreting I'm just incorrect. But beyond obvious mistakes, a world of nuance exists, and different translators can in good faith reach different conclusions on the most appropriate translation. This is WHY famous books not in English get translated repeatedly by different people, and why a reader would want to read multiple translations of the same work - to see, in different translations, some shadow of the wonderful nuance embodied by the original words that do not, and cannot, simply be swapped 1 to 1 for a perfect English translation. And this is *especially* true of a language like Chinese, which is ancient and beautiful and deeply steeped in understandings of Chinese history and literature.

Why do you think I and many others are studying Chinese for years? For me, it's all so I can read the actual books myself and get that much closer to the story, that much closer to my own interpretation. I'll never have the skills of a knowledgeable translator - this isn't my profession, it's my hobby - but I'll gleen things nonetheless and it's important to me to try.

Too many of yall disrespect those skills so much that you'll throw a sentence of a language you know nothing about into Google translate and then declare the translator Wrong (and sometimes Bad and Malicious) based on that.

稳当 means 稳当. It doesn't mean "reliable." It doesn't mean "the exact translation of 稳" plus "the exact translation of 当". It's a Chinese word with a Chinese definition that we retrofit English on to.

And the hardest part? Look, I'm still a Chinese novice. For all I fucking know, 稳当 actually MIGHT have three distinct definitions. Everything I said about it above might be wrong. I don't know enough Chinese yet to know for sure, and that's a level of nuance and understanding I'll only reach by reading more.

Multiply that by *every single word in both the original language and the language it's being translated into.*

That's what translation is.

Good luck.