#ill for sure have these at conventions tho

[wanologic]

he’s where he belongs

[angelpuns]

Update on my health that no one asked for: mmmmbad

[meat-pvppet]

Tryna find a new design for Tarro's cloak

Ill also rename him cuz yeag but ill keep calling him tarro until then

[nopoodles]

Back in 2021 I submitted something specifically written for any anthology (it was outside my usual genre but I put a lot of work into trying to get it right). I was rejected from that anthology, the reasons given were that it didn't have the right vibe (fair, vibes are important, specific, and hard to get across in an anthology call) and that the ending was too abrupt (debatable but kinda whatever) and that the mystery was never cleared up (typical for the genre conventions but, again, whatever). Plus a piece of feedback about how they liked that my interpretation of the prompt was pretty unique.

Fundamentally there was nothing wrong with the story. It just wasn't the right story for that anthology, which, again, is totally fine and normal and one of those things that happens with anthologies (and everything else).

The thing is tho, is I really loved that story. Its one of the most skillful things I've ever written and I'm really proud of it (abrupt ending or not).

The problem is...

I knew as soon as I got the rejection that it would cling to that story like the residue of a sticker on a book cover. Anywhere from difficult to impossible to get rid of. So I put it away for a while. For more than 2 years, actually.

But I thought to myself, "I'm over that now. I can go back to this story. Right?"

Turns out I can't.

I opened it up, thinking of making a new draft of it. Not sure what I would use it for, it's too long to be a nopoodles.wordpress.com short story but too short to really publish on its own (for me right now). But as soon as I read that first line I was hit by the wash of rejection and shame (it's a hand in hand kinda deal for me) and that feeling of failure.

The anthology didn't want me. And what if that's a reflection of my writing in general. Not at all helped by my upcoming novel which, no spoilers, has a pretty abrupt ending on purpose.

Idk. I guess I'm just feeling that "not good enough" kinda feeling that happens sometimes. And, unfortunately, this time it's coming with the upset of knowing that this project I spent 3 months of fastidious work and energy on, this project that pulled me away from the book I was writing at the time, pulled me away from course work, took up my entire focus for 3 whole months including while I was so ill I couldn't see straight, is something I can't ever go back to. And that makes me so immeasurably sad that I don't even know how to begin to deal with it.

[cosmicjellies]

dark shadows update- finished 1795!

spoilers ig for this show from the 1960s// 

 took me a minute to get invested in the new set of characters but i did eventually get there. hate to be That Guy but vicki did keep frustrating me throughout this (stop telling everyone youre from the future! at the trial why would you admit to doing a seance rev trask was not there he doesnt know! just lie!) but admittedly she is going thru a lot. i am not normally a person who needs everyone in media to be acting rationally at all times. anyway angelique was fun but rev trask was a surprise i found him soo funny with his evil little widows peak and eyeliner hope he comes back as a ghost or something.

started to notice some inconsistencies- eg the way barnabas talked about and hated jeremiah in earlier episodes does not sound like he knew he was under angeliques influence. also, i really dont think everyone was supposed to look exactly like their ancestors! why else make such a big deal out of barnabas looking like "the first barnabas" if everyone else also looks exactly like a collins ancestor. plus i really did not get the sense when barnabas was grooming maggie to be josette 2.0 that she looked exactly like her (seems like something he would have mentioned!). i knew they were going to use the same actors for the past but i really thought at first that it was just a theatrical convention and not literal. anyway none of these are complaints- i am sure there is a certain kind of person who is bothered by inconsistencies like these but i think they are cute little quirks of the format. fun to notice. 

weirdly, altho the plot moves very slowly esp compared to modern stuff, i did find myself wishing it would linger longer on some things. wouldve been fun to spend more time with josette and jeremiah after their marriage- trapped together and miserable, not understanding how this even happened. or the millicent gaslight moment. another complaint i have: why have barnabas' first kill happen offscreen with a stranger! there was an opportunity for it to be with someone he knows and loves, onscreen- so much more drama! a waste. at first i did not like how innocent he was of josette's death however i did like that he then tried resurrecting her and how despite doing it out of love this was a horrifying violation- love  a corruption narrative! 

side note, what is with barnabas and strangling people. just bite them?? 

finally, i do think its cool how this very silly, pg-rated soap opera manages to tap in to a lot of things i find genuinely terrifying. so much about a loss of self, having no control over your actions etc. 

i AM excited to be back in the present (or the 1960s ig) and looking forward to what lies ahead. ill be taking another long break before i do tho.

ps: imagine being a vampire and nearly dying in a car accident. embarrassing.

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

Your art is really cool as always :DDDD the Vocabomination au is still a really funky concept! It looks like They're hiding pretty closely behind Len/using him as a shield so my brain is thinking Len might have done some psychological manipulation as well as the obvious physical stuff? Also Fukase being horizontal made me wonder because surely They're in pain right? Like Their bones have to be completely dislocated and shit in order for them to fit into one coherentish body (1/?) -🌟

ok there's a lot to unpack here but EEE im glad you think its a neat concept :') and FEEL FREE TO ANALYZE MY SHIT ALWAYS i love to hear it 🥺💖

vocabomination is a funny name for it lmaoo... tho i wouldn't necessarily call it that just cause like not everyone's here.. idk my naming conventions are weird, i dont really have a name for whatever this story is but ill come up w/ one at some point surely

i'm almost positive there was some psychological manipulation in some way yes, but for the most part len isn't pretending to pity it, he genuinely does feel some worry for it and monitors its' wellbeing (then again tho its in a slightly fcked up way w/ his idea of 'things being better this way')

its' anatomy is kinda very fucked up yes lmaoo, i was to trying to see how many wrong places i can have limbs in or how many limbs i can bend the wrong way with it still looking somewhat coherent, so the bones are definitely messed up ye... despite that drawing i don't think it actually can fully stand upright, it mostly moves around by crawling around (always envisioned the movement kinda like a spider/centipede but a bit... worse-looking?). i'm almost certain it is in some form of constant pain yes! even in spite of getting used to its' state after a while... it probably can contort itself and occasionally shift limbs and stuff to some degree ye, but also that's just my bullshit explanation for me drawing it super inconsistently b/c it's hard asf to draw okay 😭😭

the no-mouths is more of a symbolic thing but like the purposefully-hard-to-move thing, while it is convenient for len and it would be cool to think he planned that out, he's not that smart 😂😭 technically speaking he fucked up, it wasn't supposed to turn out like that but he basically went "yknow what, sure, this works" b/c what else do you do really in that situation

its' faces are meant to be expressionless sorta lol, i sorta try drawing the eyes with a vacant gaze; ik fukase's eye got fucked up in the final drawing so for funsies here's some closeups of the eyes w/o special effects bs:

you're not really supposed to be able to tell what it's feeling at any given moment, though there are sometimes clues as to how it might be feeling... nobody really knows for sure though

not sure exactly either to what extent it carries the memories & feelings of its' original components, if it has any remaining at all, but the attachment to len is definitely there (i mean duh... who else's basement is it trapped in 🙄)

there's a lot more things i could say but aside from me also still not having a definitive final thing for whatever's going on here, there's also just some things i wanna keep secret for now... so we'll see abt some of the answers to the other questions

[alchemiccolored]

sure lol i got nothing better to do

1. What is your middle name? yeah ok ill do this one. Gail.

2. How old are you? 21

3. What is your birthday? not getting this one tho

4. What is your zodiac sign? Capricorn

5. What is your favorite color? imagine having a favorite color. the one i had as a kid was blue

6. What is your lucky number? 5! i was born at 5:55pm and the first pokemon i ever got to level 100 was number 555, and i had already picked my favorite number as 5 before i knew either of those facts.

7. Do you have any pets? two cats, mortimer and mango :)

8. Where are you from? wouldn't you like to know, weatherboy

9. How tall are you? 5'7"

10. What is your shoe size? 9 mens. or 10 womens. or 41 mens? what the fuck are shoe sizes and is there someone we can assassinate to bring down the bullshit shoe insustry

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? 5. the pair i wear during the summer, the pair i wear during the winter, the pair i wear for fancy occasions, and two that i never wear ever.

12. What was your last dream about? the last one i remember i was hanging out with Tom Eddsworld and we were both in junior high. it was surprisingly nice for a junior high dream.

13. What talents do you have? drawing, playing the clarinet, midwest US plant identification... snake catching?

14. Are you psychic in any way? no lol

15. Favorite song? do you have any idea how difficult a question that is. ummmmm Joanna (quartet) from the sweeney todd original broadway cast recording

16. Favorite movie? Alien

17. Who would be your ideal partner? someone who likes me lol

18. Do you want children? nope. i am plenty excited to be an awesome auncle to my siblings' kids when that inevitably happens though

19. Do you want a church wedding? nope lol. small service in an outdoor location. probably a prairie. oughhhh and we plant a bur oak after the ceremony!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

20. Are you religious? not really. i like to think theres something out there but

21. Have you ever been to the hospital? yeah when i was born lol. and pretty regularly since then for checkups. only time i was in the ER was because they were spreading people out for covid.

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? thankfully no.

23. Have you ever met any celebrities? beetlejuice flirted with me that one time does that count (no) (i need to go to a convention)

24. Baths or showers? showers

25. What color socks are you wearing? black.

26. Have you ever been famous? i have 70k+ notes on one of my digital circus comics and a dub of it on youtube is at like 8mil views? yeah that doesnt count lol

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? absolutely not

28. What type of music do you like? classical, musical soundtracks, classic rock, indie rock, whatever the fuck 100 gecs is, folk (shanty club my beloved), jazz, whatever the fuck the mechanisms is, EDM (mostly future bass)

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? no?

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? two

31. What position do you usually sleep in? several

32. How big is your house? imagine owning a house in this economy

33. What do you typically have for breakfast? medication and sadness. maybe a granola bar if i have some

34. Have you ever fired a gun? nothing more than a nerf gun

35. Have you ever tried archery? yep. i sucked at it.

36. Favorite clean word? i have a soft spot for antidisestablishmentarianism, but schism is pretty good too.

37. Favorite swear word? fuck :)

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 36 hours maybe?

39. Do you have any scars? plenty. the noticeable ones are the four from top surgery

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? HAHA IMAGINE

41. Are you a good liar? i dont really lie a lot? but im serviceable at it

42. Are you a good judge of character? i dont tend to judge people a lot? that being said i tend to find good people when i look.

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? not well.

44. Do you have a strong accent? im sure i would if i was somewhere far away from where i grew up

45. What is your favorite accent? people have those?

46. What is your personality type? phlegmatic

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? probably my hiking boots. somewhere in the $80-$120 range.

48. Can you curl your tongue? yep

49. Are you an innie or an outie? innie

50. Left or right handed? right

51. Are you scared of spiders? i fucking LOVE spiders

52. Favorite food? shrimp :)

53. Favorite foreign food? tempura shrimp :)

54. Are you a clean or messy person? messy as hell

55. Most used phrase? probably "thats what she said." or "thank you."

56. Most used word? yeah

57. How long does it take for you to get ready? for what.

58. Do you have much of an ego? yeah.

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? who the hell bites lollipops

60. Do you talk to yourself? quite often, but only when im alone or in a noisy crowd

61. Do you sing to yourself? yep!

62. Are you a good singer? id like to think so.

63. Biggest Fear? either getting arrested and losing my future or mushrooms

64. Are you a gossip? no, that's their business

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? ??? ummm The Color Purple?

66. Do you like long or short hair? i love short hair on myself, no real preference for others.

67. Can you name all 50 states of America? yes i know the fifty nifty :)

68. Favorite school subject? music. or math. god math was awesome.

69. Extrovert or Introvert? introvert. also haha nice

70. Have you ever been scuba diving? no

71. What makes you nervous? playing a solo during a concert

72. Are you scared of the dark? no

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? yes, and its really rude of me according to my family.

74. Are you ticklish? yeah 😔

75. Have you ever started a rumor? not intentionally

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? yes, section leader a fair few times

77. Have you ever drank underage? not intentionally (vodka looks quite similar to water)

78. Have you ever done drugs? only prescription!

79. Who was your first real crush? define "real." anyway we're still friends.

80. How many piercings do you have? none.

81. Can you roll your Rs? no 😔

82. How fast can you type? i think my last test was 120 wpm?

83. How fast can you run? hahahahahhahahah

84. What color is your hair? brown

85. What color are your eyes? hazel

86. What are you allergic to? poison ivy, to an incredible degree.

87. Do you keep a journal? no, but i did for a while. ive tried to restart it a dozen times.

88. What do your parents do? my dad is a university professor and my mom works like 8 different jobs. and my dads wife works for the city and my stepmom works another 8 jobs.

89. Do you like your age? its alright. no big deal. alcohol is overrated

90. What makes you angry? idk a genocide my government is actively facilitating and the lack of anything else i can do about it. also golf courses

91. Do you like your own name? yeah. nothing else has really stuck out to me. my middle name sucks though

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? no lol

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? if i DID end up having a kid i would raise them completely gender neutral. however i am not planning on it.

94. What are your strengths? detail oriented, passionate, inventive

95. What are your weaknesses? jealous, lazy, perfectionistic

96. How did you get your name? named after one of my mom's favorite books' author

97. Were your ancestors royalty? no. one of them was a popcorn guy.

98. Do you have any scars? yeah? i already answered this.

99. Color of your bedspread? cream-ish

100. Color of your room? Landlord White (with a blue accent wall, to be fair)

not tagging anyone because this is a fucking undertaking but feel free to do this if you see it.

id give this reblog game a 6/10. typos, a repeated question, and questions about the kid you may or may not want...

Get To Know Me Uncomfortably Well

PLEASE DON’T LET THIS FLOP AHHHH

1. What is you middle name? 2. How old are you? 3. When is your birthday? 4. What is your zodiac sign? 5. What is your favorite color? 6. What’s your lucky number? 7. Do you have any pets? 8. Where are you from? 9. How tall are you? 10. What shoe size are you? 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? 12. What was your last dream about? 13. What talents do you have? 14. Are you psychic in any way? 15. Favorite song? 16. Favorite movie? 17. Who would be your ideal partner? 18. Do you want children? 19. Do you want a church wedding? 20. Are you religious? 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? 23. Have you ever met any celebrities? 24. Baths or showers? 25. What color socks are you wearing? 26. Have you ever been famous? 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? 28. What type of music do you like? 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 31. What position do you usually sleep in? 32. How big is your house? 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? 34. Have you ever fired a gun? 35. Have you ever tried archery? 36. Favorite clean word? 37. Favorite swear word? 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 39. Do you have any scars? 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? 41. Are you a good liar? 42. Are you a good judge of character? 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? 44. Do you have a strong accent? 45. What is your favorite accent? 46. What is your personality type? 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? 48. Can you curl your tongue? 49. Are you an innie or an outie? 50. Left or right handed? 51. Are you scared of spiders? 52. Favorite food? 53. Favorite foreign food? 54. Are you a clean or messy person? 55. Most used phrased? 56. Most used word? 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? 58. Do you have much of an ego? 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? 60. Do you talk to yourself? 61. Do you sing to yourself? 62. Are you a good singer? 63. Biggest Fear? 64. Are you a gossip? 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? 66. Do you like long or short hair? 67. Can you name all 50 states of America? 68. Favorite school subject? 69. Extrovert or Introvert? 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? 71. What makes you nervous? 72. Are you scared of the dark? 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? 74. Are you ticklish? 75. Have you ever started a rumor? 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? 77. Have you ever drank underage? 78. Have you ever done drugs? 79. Who was your first real crush? 80. How many piercings do you have? 81. Can you roll your Rs?“ 82. How fast can you type? 83. How fast can you run? 84. What color is your hair? 85. What color is your eyes? 86. What are you allergic to? 87. Do you keep a journal? 88. What do your parents do? 89. Do you like your age? 90. What makes you angry? 91. Do you like your own name? 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? 94. What are you strengths? 95. What are your weaknesses? 96. How did you get your name? 97. Were your ancestors royalty? 98. Do you have any scars? 99. Color of your bedspread? 100. Color of your room?

[arqdyke]

Helloooooo acesabo anon here :D this has nothing to do with your gift, i'm just really curious what your favorite fic tropes are

hiiii acesabo anon :D! thanks for stopping by :3 im not super sure? im bad at picking favorite anythings really & i read a looooooot of fic lol. BUT. (and sorry in advance for how long this gets. under the readmore because i have no ability to talk less than a million words)

im pretty partial to outsider pov fics with more heavy worldbuilding/background building (and/or oc centric fics.) of course all dependent on quality but yk. and of course im a massive sucker for a (genderbend or not) lesbian modern au fic. it doesnt even have to be good for me to enjoy it. but im not sure that counts as a trope. oh and polyship fics but thats more tricky.

less conventional fanfic formatting stuff like uhh. screenplay scripts, letters, audio transcripts, etc. all rlly good.

fics that focus super heavily on like. a specific area of work/production are sooooo good. i.e. like.. ive read a fic that spent easily 50k/half the fic just talking about fiber & fabric production & the economic impact of certain developments involved and i LOVED it. it was as dry as a textbook + i didnt really care abt the relationship stuff accompanying it. and yet. i read all 100~k of it. tbh a fic doesnt actually have to say THAT much on whatever topic as long as its very clear the author has a deep passion for it & cant help but include a bunch of details abt it. instant elevation. again tho thats not really a trope?

^related to the above historical fanfic is SO SO SO GOOD. doesnt matter when or where the source material takes place if you put enough love research and effort into the setting to make it feel uniquely like that setting i am hopelessly endeared. which i guess is just to say i really like worldbuilding but . whatever.

sorry youve given me a topic i LOVE talking about.

umm more conventional 'tropes' i like are.. dimension travel, time travel, crossovers, transmigration, reincarnation- stuff like that. im pretty picky when it comes to what i actually LIKE in those categories but ill read pretty much anything.

oh and i love dream sequences. thats all i can think of rn though?

if you read all this thank you <3 hope it was entertaining and or informing. if youd like id love to hear your fave fic tropes as well!!

[anandasamsara]

Visual Identity change!

I changed the whole of it, and while it doesnt affect a thing over here, i decided to haul out all the social media accounts anyway.

And as i trust tumblr more than any other site, ill just spam the changes here :3

Made a new profile pic that will eventually become a business card, as soon as i have the money to make some, and the back side is my fave part! I made my face with inspo from another local artist, but with the exact same idea as before. And the QR code works! I takes you to my carrd :3

It took me a while to come up with the header idea, made it thinking about twitter, and i kinda love the chaotic vibe!

This is my new character! I'll be using them a lot, and they're part of a bigger, future project too. For now ive been calling them Kon-chan, or just Kon, not sure if i'll keep it tho.

Also made a few corner bookmarks as a freebie for when people buy my merch, it was a fun afternoon project and i might put it up as a product option at the print shop, with better materials.

The new banner just arrived today, and i love it! I'll be using this one as a table cover, as most conventions here use only 60x60cm tables for the artists alley.

That's it for the changes! I've been wanting to use green as my main color for a long time, but it didnt seem to go well with my choices back then. But now that im more established, people know me and things are growing, it finally was the right time :3

Other changes include my carrd, which gave me an idea for another table towel for when i manage to get bigger tables.

One day I'll be able to have an international online shop, so you'll have access to my merch and my creations, but until then, money's tight and i'll just keep showing things here for now.

[thatonegaytimelord]

Mandip Gill is the coolest person ever. we met her at the autograph table and made sure she was okay with the dogs. then later on at the duo photo shoot jodie said she’d stand in to save mandip because she’s got a huge fear, but she said “don’t worry it’s okay, i know these dogs!”

at the autograph table mandip asked how i was, and i said i was a bit anxious and she said “uh, why?!” genuinely treated me like i was an old friend, ready to punch anyone who had upset me. i explained that i have anxiety and this is my first outing since before lockdown and she was so encouraging and said we could do it! she was so lovely, ill never not hype her up. the coolest person, i’m glad i got to meet her

at the photoshoot, i checked with her again and made sure she was alright and she said “yeah i’m good! thank you so much for asking tho!!” and jodie said the costume i made was brilliant and she gave me a little cuddle. it was so fast but so so sweet. i also think bonnie ended up sitting on jodie’s foot too.

bonnie also did brilliantly well. I absolutely couldn’t have done that convention without her. there were so many distractions and she kept her focus, only going to people when i let her. she did so much DPT and kept my heart rate at a somewhat normal level. she also worked alongside another assistance dog throughout the whole day, and both of them were fantastic. for her first big day out, working in london, i rate her 15/10 stars. my little superhero!!

[shorkbrian]

I swear I ain’t in it for the money, but I can’t stop thinking about sugar daddy shoto. Maybe he sweeps a cute little college kid or barista of their feet, just something fun and casual. But this man starts falling harder, needing a way to lock them down to him. Money isn’t quite cutting it anymore, so he decides fucking a baby into her would do the trick. Shoto would push her down into the mattress, large frame twisting her into a sweet mating press. This way they could stay together forever and Shoto would have absolutely no problem providing for his sweet family <3

but fr tho I feel like Shouto is NOT the type for kids.

Mans will tolerate them when they babble or wave at him, but he very actively Does Not Want them.

Always uses condoms, and even though he’ll threaten not to, it’s never a legit thought in his mind to cum inside. Shouto doesn’t want to be a dad.

-----

You’ll be sittin on a park bench, fading sunset dark and pretty in front of you yet all you can do is cry. There’s not really any people around so it’s not like you’re bothering anyone - you hadn’t wanted to cry in your shabby apartment (half the cause of your worries) just in case you received a noise complaint.

“Are you alright?”

A somber, smooth voice is heard. You’re swiping at your tears quickly as you look up, trying to laugh off your state of distress. “Oh, haha, yeah I’m fine. Thanks for asking.” It’s hard to smile with your puffy cheeks and red-rimmed eyes.

The man in front of you frowns, hands in his coat pockets, scarf draped around his neck. “You don’t look fine. Mind if I sit?”

He’s already claiming the spot next to you on the bench before you can say a word, turning to you with a passive expression. “Why are you crying?”

And that’s all it takes to have you breaking down all over again, tears streaming down your face. Just one person offering to listen to the heavy burden you have to bear.

‘’M sor-sorry...” You sob, wiping at your eyes with frigid fingers, successful in doing nothing more but smearing tears around your face.

“Here.” The man’s taking off his scarf, gloved hands offering it you.

“I ca-can’t use your sc-scarf sir.” But he’s insistent, pressing it into your hands up by your face.

“I’ll just get another one. Keep it, you’re in need of it more than I am.”

The kindness makes another fresh bout of tears roll down your cheeks, but this time you're able to dab them away with soft fabric as you sniffle.

It takes a moment for you to calm yourself. When you do, you can finally engage in conversation with the man.

You tell him about your job hours getting cut, how you’ve been turned down or ignored by every single place you’ve applied at for a second job. How you’re barely affording to wash your clothes - you have to hang them or drape them across things in your apartment because you don’t have the money to pay for a dryer cycle.

And to top it all off, you’re still short on rent, despite how you scrimped and saved and even forced yourself not to buy groceries this week - you’ve gone hungry for the past three days.

“You haven’t eaten?”

You glance up at the man and his incredulous expression, shaking your head. “I’ve been trying to save money, I thought I could afford my rent if-”

“What kind of food do you like?” The man is pulling out his phone, swiping and tapping immediately. 

“Thank you, but I’m not-” looking for charity is what you want to say. Plus, you shouldn’t accept favors from strange men.

But the handsome man is waving you silent. “I’m cold, plus I’d like to grab a bite to eat before I head home. I don’t like eating alone though, you’d honestly be doing me a favor.”

You take a moment to process. Is he telling the truth? He sounds like an honest guy.

“Seems like the only place open around here is “Joe’s 24 hour Diner”.... You mind burgers?”

So that's how you end up in a booth opposite the man (”Shouto” he had told you as you both headed to the diner), munching away at warm food. It tastes so good, you hardly have time to worry about the man watching you as he eats.

You’d been shocked at his looks the moment you’d seen him in the light of the diner. Pretty two-toned hair, different colored eyes, perfect skin, expensive clothes. Why was he even talking to you? It’s obvious the two of you led very different lives.

“How does everything taste?”

“Delicious.” Is your response, and Shouto seems pleased, nodding before taking another bite of his meal.

Maybe it’s stupid... but you feel weirdly safe with this man. He doesn’t seem to bear any ill-intent towards you, nor has he made any comments about your body or let his hands or eyes stray. He seems like a gentleman.

Conversation flows easily between the two of you, even sharing a few chuckles at times. He’s some fancy rich businessman, you learn, and you share about your own life, laughing at the comparisons. Shouto can’t fathom growing up in a house with less than five bedrooms and a personal servant.

He asks for your number, and you’re hesitant in giving it - he surely can’t be interested in you? But he seems so sincere, it’s hard to say no.

When the two of you part ways, Shouto gives you a wave, “Hope to see you again soon, and under better circumstances.”

“You too! And sorry for being such a mess and stopping your walk-”

Shouto shrugs, cheeks beginning to pink from the cold air as you two stand outside the diner. “You needed help. I like to assist.”

-----

The next morning you wake to find an atrociously large sum deposited in your Venmo account by none other than a Shouto Todoroki.

Immediately, you’re calling him. “It’s too much, we just met. How can you give away that much money to some low-life?”

You hear him sigh on the other end of the phone. “You’re obviously struggling. I was wondering what your hours are this week, perhaps we could talk about this over dinner? Or lunch, if that fits better with your schedule. I’m flexible.”

It’s a few days later, days spent questioning yourself, questioning his intentions, before you see him again, both of you deciding to meet for lunch to further discuss... whatever had just happened.

“Was what I gave you adequate to cover your rent?” Are the first words out of Shouto’s mouth after you greet each other.

“Yeah, more than enough-” You squirm. “But I need to ask.... why?”

“Why?”

“Why me.” 

“Oh.” Shouto’s expression clears. “That’s easy. I told you a few days ago - I like to assist. I’m quite lonely, and it feels nice to use my money on someone other than myself. I think providing for someone brings me... I wouldn’t quite say joy, but... contentment.”

You contemplate his answer for a moment. 

“Well... you saved me with my rent, I don’t really know how to thank you.”

The man leans forward. “Well.... I know it might be a bit sudden, but how would you feel accepting me as a.... benefactor of sorts?”

“You mean like a sugar daddy?” Is your immediate, blurted response. You want to slap yourself for speaking before you have the chance to think about your words, but luckily Shouto just lets out a light laugh.

“If you’d like to call it that. I’m willing to provide financial assistance for you, in exchange for companionship, if you’re willing to give it.”

Your face heats up as you drop your eyes, fidgeting nervously in your seat. “I don’t feel comfortable with a... a sexual relationshi-”

“That’s perfectly acceptable.” Shouto cuts you off before you can continue. “I wasn’t trying to insinuate a contract of that nature. I’m thinking more along the lines of accompanying me at meals, sharing experiences with me, providing company and friendship to a lonely man. If it seems that we’d like to progress further than that after we get to know each other, well, that will be addressed then. For now-” Shouto meets your eye, dipping his head a smidgeon so he can look at you directly. “All I ask for is a simple, non-intimate bond between two people.”

This is crazy.

And yet you accept.

The situation may be wild, and completely absurd, but you’d be a fool not to say yes.

Shouto is charming and handsome, respectful, courteous - you could go on and on about his positive qualities. He just seems like a sad, lonesome man swallowed by work and responsibilities, too stressed and busy to put the effort into making friends the conventional way. 

-----

Months pass by.

You’re eating at every meal, sated and never going hungry. You’re able to move into a new place, one that doesn’t smell like cigarettes and sits right next to a railroad.

Clothes aren’t a worry anymore, you have your own washer and dryer in your new apartment (Shouto offered to buy you a house, or a penthouse at the least, but you couldn’t justify it to yourself). You’re able to afford new things, and pretty dresses, shoes that are comfortable and fashionable and that fit.

You no longer have to wear clothes down until they have holes in them. You’re able to go to the doctor’s when you feel sick, able to pay for health insurance.

Life is good.

Shouto is a personable man, serious, but he can be rather funny and even crude at times.

The doubt and thoughts of “Why is he doing this for me?” and “I’m not good enough for this.” plague you, but Shouto always seems to catch on, reassuring you that you’re exactly what he needs - a friend.

And you’re more than happy to be that.

You think sometimes, that even if he wasn’t paying you, you’d still like to be friends with Shouto Todoroki.

Until he starts acting weird.

“You should just stay at my place. I have more than enough room,, it’d be easier for both our schedules. We’d get to see each other more often.”

“Uhm...” You don’t really know what to say. You like your freedom, and having your own place where you can walk around in your (expensive) underwear without being bothered.

“I think it’d be nice, don’t you? We could have breakfast every morning, you wouldn’t have to worry about traveling to and fro, we could spend more time together. We don’t see each other nearly enough.”

He’s pushing, insistent. How are you supposed to tell him no? He’s paying for your entire life. Plus, it wouldn’t be that bad to actually live with him. Shouto’s an amicable man.

So you move in.

“I bought you a few things, they’re on your bed.” 

Shouto’s striding into the kitchen where you’re making coffee, buttoning up his shirt as he comes closer. You’ve found that the man likes to sleep in nothing but boxers, shrieking and flushing an embarrassing shade the first time he’d come to wake you up with a sweet “welcome” breakfast in bed.

It’s taken a while to adjust, but you finally feel that you’re fully settled in.

“Oh, you really don’t ha-”

“I wanted to. I went through your closet - your clothes are nice, but your underwear seemed to be lacking.” He’s so matter-of-fact.

All you can do is stare at the back of his head.

“Could you pass me a spoon please?”

-----

Shouto had splurged on expensive, fancy lingerie. 

At least eight different sets were laid out on your bed. It was overwhelming. It also felt.... a bit intrusive? They were all in your size, in a complementary color for your skin tone. 

Weird.

Not as weird as the onset of Shouto’s casual touches.

You’d be reading, or drinking tea and watching cars race by on the street so far below, and Shouto would come up behind you, caress your sides before intertwining his fingers with yours on one hand. He did it as if it was a normal thing, but it felt anything but normal.

Or you’d be on the couch together, and Shouto would shuffle closer until his large body was pressed to yours, almost curled around you. The faux-cuddling was a bit more off putting. How do you tell him no?

The touches became more and more intimate, Shouto’s gifts more and more frequent until you weren’t even spending a penny, the man taking care of everything.

The arrangement was beginning to make you uncomfortable.

Shouto’s bi-colored eyes seemed to always be on you, tracing the shape of your body, watching you move, or breath, or sit. It was distracting, and you felt bad for feeling this way towards the man who’d pulled you out of poverty, but it was so unnerving.

He seemed to notice.

“You’ve been so stressed these past few days. Is something wrong?” Shouto’s rubbing a hand into your shoulder, hovering over you at the dinner table.

“No?” Is all you can manage, wiping your hands on your napkin as you finish your food.

Shouto frowns. With a sigh, his hand drops from your shoulder and the man leaves your side, heads toward the kitchen.

You clear your plate from the table, following after him so you can wash it and put it in the dishwasher before you head off to get ready for bed. 

But Shouto is rummaging in a cupboard, pulling down two wine glasses to accompany the bottle of wine that’s standing proud on the island.  It’s your favorite, a sweet wine that Shouto knows you like, always brings it out when he decides to drink whisky or bourbon after dinner.

He pops the cork and pours you a glass while you finish with your dishes, handing you the glass when you turn away from the sink, pressing it into your hands. “Let’s relax a little bit, it’ll be good for both of us.”

You’re fine with that, knowing that a little wine won’t hurt you, especially when it’s of such fine quality. You’d never dreamed that you’d be able to taste such richness in your lifetime, spend frivolous amounts of money on wine and fine eateries. Yet here you are.

Shouto pours himself a glass, barely a sip filling the bottom. The man raises it to his lips and takes a swig, grimacing a bit in his flat, unexpressive way. You giggle a little.

“Too sweet?’

The man nods, setting the glass back down. “I’m not entirely sure how you can stand to stomach it. But if it makes you happy-” He shrugs, before pulling on of the bar-stools out from under the island so he can sit facing you, long legs stretching out before him.

You look at him, and he looks at you, and then you take another sip of wine to avoid the awkwardness.

“You’re distancing yourself from me.”

The accusation is quiet, Shouto’s eyes focused on your fingers wrapped around the stem of the glass.

He’s always been straightforward with his words. “Is there a reason you keep drawing away?”

The wine disappears from your glass, sliding down your throat and settling in your stomach. You fill your glass again before speaking, struggling to find the right words without upsetting your... benefactor.

“Well, Shouto... I don’t really know how to...” You trail off, hoping Shouto will say something, change the subject, say it’s alright and move on to something else.

But the man stays silent, eyes appraising you.

Taking a deep breath, and another gulp of sweetness, you try again.

“Sometimes the closeness... like, physical closeness? Makes me, well, uncomfortable.”

Hopefully, that would satisfy his curiosity for now. That wasn’t the only reason you’d been avoiding Shouto seeming distant, but you didn’t think sharing the others would result in anything good.

Said man accepted your response, dropping his eyes to his lap as he mulled it over. More wine was consumed, glass re-filled. You felt nervous.

“You’re saying that my touch isn’t something you’d prefer.”

Biting your lip, you soften at his confused expression, at the hint of sadness swimming behind his eyes. “Kind of. I don’t mind you Shouto, you’re really kind, and you’re good company, and a wonderful friend. I just don’t think the.... the intimacy is for me.”

Shouto raises his head, stares at you with those pretty eyes, lips parted as he comes to terms with your words. 

“It sounds like you don’t trust me. I would never hurt you, you know this.”

You scramble to assure him. “I do! I do trust you, and I know you wouldn’t.” (at least you hoped) “But I guess I just... Coming into this agreement I wasn’t ready for that type of... thing. I don’t know if I ever will be.”

The man rises, shakes his head as he steps closer to you. “Don’t worry, I remember our first conversation about that aspect. I see that for you, that type of relationship would only begin after you really cared for the other person, trusted and wanted to see them happy, am I correct?”

“Oh, Shouto-” You rush. “No, I care for you, and I trust you, and of course I want to see you happy. I think it’s just, y’know, my last relationship like that went really bad, and it sucked. I don’t want to go through that again.”

Shouto nods, understanding. “I see. You don’t have to worry about any of that with me then.”

A smile crosses your face, and you feel relived that he accepted your rejection with grace and understanding instead of violence or anger. “Thank you, it means a lot to me.”

The mood of the room shifted, from tense and uncomfortable, to easy and light, and you poured another glass of wine, laughing a little at how worried you were about the conversation with Shouto, only for it all to turn out fine.

“I’m going to go drink some of the liquor that’s kept in my room. I could mix a few drinks for you to try, you might like how sweet they are. I know hard alcohol isn’t quite your thing.”

You beam a smile, nodding your head eagerly. Before, you’d feel apprehensive about going into his room with him to drink alcohol. But with the conversation the two of you just had, you knew - things would be fine.

-----

The room was spinning and you felt giddy and light. You were definitely tipsy.

“You can lay down on my bed, you’re getting wobbly on your feet.” Shouto had offered, and you’d gladly accepted, flopping down onto his comfy bedspread with a laugh at how the motion made butterflies rise in your tummy.

Shouto leaned against his dresser, swirling whiskey in his glass as he watched you, a half-smile across his face. You smiled back, before closing your eyes, a little bit tired as you realized that you might be a bit more than just tipsy.

Shouto had mixed quite a few drinks for you, and you’d drank each one eagerly, impressed with how little alcohol you could taste in each one. You don’t remember how many you had, but it didn’t really matter.

The next thing you know, hands are on your waist, scooting you further up the bed so your legs no longer hang off the edge. Cracking open an eye, you’re met with the visage of red-and-white, eyes soft and warm as they regard you, Shouto’s face tinged a bit pink from the few drinks he had consumed. The man had never been too good at holding his alcohol.

When those hands started to slip beneath your shirt, you wiggled like a little worm, not really comprehending the situation. Maybe it was a dream.

Your shirt was discarded, then your pants. It felt much more comfortable now, and you mumbled a “thanks” to the man helping you settle for bed. He was so nice, Shouto took such good care of you. You still kind of couldn’t believe the turn your life had taken with him, the good luck pushed into your path.

Someone was kissing you.

With a grunt of surprise, you kissed them back, meeting their feverish pace and trying to keep up, soft lips puckering and pushing against your own with intent. Kissing felt good. You liked kissing.

Then a hand was cupping your face, stroking tenderly over your cheek before it began sliding down, down your neck, into the valley between your breasts, trailing over your bra. It felt funny.

Pushing back for air, you gasped when the hand on your chest started squeezing at you, eyes flying open with the startling, sudden sensation.

Shouto was hovering over you, lips puffy, panting as he stared at you with lusty eyes, an uncharacteristic look on his face. This... this wasn’t supposed to be like this. You knew. Hadn’t the two of you just talked about something... important? Was it important?

You didn’t feel panic until a hand cupped your sex, feeling your skin through your panties.

This wasn’t right.

Alarm bells were ringing, dull and far away, but you didn’t think that Shouto should be touching you in such a way. you should be going to bed.

“Mm, Sho, can you stop?” But your words felt funny on your tongue, and Shouto didn’t stop. Maybe he didn’t hear you.

His hair tickled your chin as the man bent to mouth at your tits, pulling the cups of your bra underneath them so he could feel your hot skin, let his saliva drag slick and wet against your chest. 

Your hands instinctively rooted themselves in his hair as you gasped again, not expecting such a move, tugging lightly at his head to pull him up. Shouto just groaned, teething gently at your breasts and not moving an inch. His hips were grinding against the bed though, as he stood between your spread legs.

Before you knew it, your panties were gone, bra clumsily unclasped and discarded, and you were completely bare. Shouto was undressing before you, struggling with the buttons on his shirt before giving up, easily ripping the fabric of his body with one tug, grumbling.

You didn’t feel so tipsy anymore.

“Shouto, what’re we doing? We shouldn’t be doing this, we need to stop-”

“Stay down.” Was his firm command, a hand splayed across your naked chest and pushing you back into the mattress as you tried to sit up. It made you breathless, the growl in his voice, the dominance emanating from the man. You stayed still.

“This’s gonna make us a stronger couple.” The man slurred, eyes dark and hands wandering, effortlessly keeping you pinned against the bed as he ground his hips forward against the edge. You were getting scared.

“Wait-”

You fell silent as one hand pushed down his pants, his underwear going with them, pink cock bobbing free. He was so pretty down there, and it made sense, all of him was pretty, but you suddenly realized the weight of the situation, what was happening.

“Shouto, no, oh my god. We gotta stop right now, we’re drunk, we’re-we’re-”

“Don’t care. Not gonna let you hide away from me this time.” Shouto shook his head, taking his cock in one hand and giving it a long, slow pump, flushed tip weeping precum and wetting his hand.

“No, no, this is wrong. I don’t want this, I could get pregnant!” You cried, beginning to panic for real, pushing against the one strong hand anchoring you to the bed.

Shouto just chuckled, letting go of his cock to crowd against you, getting up in your face to press a wet finger to your lips, the salty taste of his precum threatening to slip into your mouth unless you kept it shut. “Shhh, shh. If you stay nice and still, if you do what I say, I’ll use a condom.”

You couldn’t believe your ears.

“You’re gonna listen to me, you always do.” The man nodded to himself, once again dragging his cock against the bed between your legs, as if he couldn’t stop himself. “Or else I’ll fuck you raw.” The finger was pulled from your lips, only to be wagged teasingly in your face. 

You couldn’t believe how he was acting.

“Be nice.”

Shouto tapped your nose with a neatly manicured finger, before groaning as he heaved himself upright, red cock bobbing against his stomach, desperate for attention. The man gave you a look, as if to say “don’t move” before he took his hands off you, heading for his dresser.

Once you saw him pulling out a strip of condoms, you were on your feet, stumbling toward the door.

Although panic had sobered you somewhat, you were still struggling with the effects of the alcohol, so your reaction time was maddeningly slow. Slow enough that you weren’t able to truly fight against Shouto when he grabbed you from behind toned arms wrapping around your middle and heaving you into the air, only to throw you back on his bed.

You were almost sick on the bedspread, world spinning and stomach protesting, but you were able to calm yourself.

But then Shouto was on you, flipping you onto your back, a soft hand pressing against your throat threateningly. 

“You want to have a baby? Want me to cum in you so you’ll get all fat with kids? Hm?” He was so intense, almost choking you, straddling your waist and keeping you pinned. It was too much

You were able to manage a tearful, desperate “No!” despite the hand around your throat, and Shouto backed off, releasing the pressure to instead stroke his hand against the sides of your neck.

“Stop acting like this, it’s the next logical step for us. You said you cared for me, wanna make me happy. This’ll make me happy. I won’t be like the last guy.”

His cock was pressed against your stomach, and you could feel it twitching. Shouto clambered off of you, letting go of your neck so he could grab the condoms he’d tossed on the bed before snatching you up.

“Do what I say and I use these.” He waved them in your face before tearing one off, beginning to open it. 

You stayed still, gazing at him blearily, limbs feeling fuzzy, mind feeling the same.

The condom was rolled onto Shouto’s cock, the man spitting into his palm and giving the latex a few rubs to make it slick before reaching for you.

He dragged you to the edge of the bed - the perfect height for him to fuck you - and you didn’t fight, terrified of his threat. You couldn’t stand the thought of a baby.

(You didn’t know, but neither could he)

“Wanted to do this since I met you.” Shouto mumbled, pushing your panties to the side with a few fingers so he could guide his tip to your hole. “Want you so bad.”

You didn’t know what to think of this side of Shouto. This unreserved, uncareful, slurring mess of a man that loomed before you, gaze dark and wild, limbs everywhere as he groped and squeezed and appreciate the shape of your body.

But he must’ve gotten impatient, because then he was pushing inside.

It hurt, stinging pain rippling up your back and you keened, causing Shouto to pause. One of his hands darted down to wrap around your calf, hauling it up on the bed so he could lean forward and press it to you chest, sinking his cock a few inches deeper.

“You’re gonna take it.” He hissed before messily kissing you, pressed so close together that it was hard to breathe. “I’ll make it feel good after you do.”

[ericspinkhair]

unexpectedly becoming a sugar baby

pairing: ceo!sunwoo x fem!reader

word count: 3.4k

synopsis: reader is desperate for money so she has sex with her boss

warnings: lots of oral and fingering, use of vibrator in public , office sex, sex for money

a/n: wrote this yesterday instead of studying for my final. the exam went well tho :) also please send in requests!!!

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to say you were desperate would be an understatement. today you had received an eviction notice that stated that you had exactly 30 days to either pay back all the money you owed your landlord or leave your apartment.

due to your mother's illness you had to pay for all her medical bills. your father hadn't been in the picture for a long time so you alone were responsible for your mother's health. you couldn't just let her die. but because of all these costs you hadn't been able to pay your rent and now you were on the verge of homelessness.

never in a lifetime did you imagine that you would be begging someone for help. you felt so helpless that you honestly didn't really care how you got the money.

you decided to ask your boss for a raise and were prepared to work your ass off in order to get it.

mr. kim's office was on the fourth floor of the company, one you barely had ever been to. normal employees were usually only to be found on the lower floors so taking the elevator up felt wrong.

you were determined, however, to not let your pride get in the way. the money was more important than how you felt.

you knocked on the door twice. as if to make you feel even more nervous, it seemed like mr. kim waited extra long to respond.

when you entered he was sitting behind his desk. he didn't even look up at you so you just stood there awkwardly, unsure what to do.

'why don't you just sit?' he finally asked annoyed and closed his laptop.

you quickly took a seat and tried to put up a professional front.

'what can I do for you, um…' 'y/n,' you helped him out. 'right, y/n. what can I do for you?' he asked.

'I would like to ask for a raise, sir. you see, I am usually the first employee to enter the building and also most of the time the last one to leave. I do my work reliably and deliver solid results. my coworkers are pleased with me and we also get along well. I think I contribute a lot to this company and wanted to ask whether it would be possible to raise my pay.' you really tried to not make it seem like you had simply memorized all of this and forced yourself to speak slowly but firmly while looking him in the eyes.

mr. kim didn't respond at first but opened his laptop.

'to my understanding you have been working here for a very long time already. your pay is already the highest it can get. there is no way for me to raise it because there is no room for improvement.' he sighed and waited for your reaction.

you started sweating. this wasn't going as planned. you hadn't known that you were already receiving the highest pay. you were barely able to afford food with your current money.

'please, sir. I will do anything you ask of me. I don't care how many extra hours I'd have to work. I can do it. I promise. please give me a chance,' you begged him.

he was intrigued by you. why were you so desperate for the money?

'first, why don't you tell me why you are so keen on a raise?'

was your boss even allowed to ask you such personal questions? you answered anyway.

'my mother has cancer. I am the only person paying for her medical expenses and the treatments are all very expensive. I am about to get evicted because I cannot pay my rent.'

he seemed to be deep in thought. his gaze on you was intense.

your heart skipped a beat when he placed his hand on yours.

'y/n, I'm extremely sorry that you have to deal with all of this. I wouldn't want anyone to have to experience the same thing. believe me when I tell you that I want to help you. you know what? come back tomorrow. I have an idea how I might be able to help but I need to think about it further. would that be alright for you?'

it felt like a huge weight was lifted off your shoulders. you didn't care about what you had to do. you stood up, bowed deeply and thanked him over and over.

he let out a deep chuckle. you were cute.

the next day you came back again in the afternoon. this time he answered the door quicker and his attention was focused on you from the start. the energy felt much different than the day before. he seemed excited and was smiling at you. this had to mean good news, right? he shook your hand and pressed firmly while looking you deep in the eyes.

'y/n, I came up with an idea to help you. but it is less conventional and it depends on how much you are willing to do.'

'mr. kim, I will do anything,' you assured him. the smirk he flashed you threw you off guard.

'okay then. first, I'd prefer it if you called me sunwoo as we'll be seeing more of each other if you were to agree.'

this lowkey felt like crossing some boundaries but you wanted to please him.

you nodded eagerly. 'okay, sunwoo it is.'

'so my idea is that there are certain things you can do to earn money. I will pay for everything with my own savings and you will receive it in cash. we will start off easy and over time I'll add new tasks. of course, you have the freedom to choose whether you want to do them or not. that is completely up to you.'

the look of confusion on your face must have told him you didn't fully understand.

'it's hard to explain. I'd rather you figure it out by trying it. since today is friday, the task I'll give you is for monday. I would like to choose an outfit for you. I'll send it to your apartment and you have to wear exactly what is inside the box. if you were to do this I'd give you $20 cash.'

that was a weird request. why would he want to decide what you were wearing? did he not like your outfit? did you look disgusting?

'let me get this straight. you pick an outfit for me and if I decide to wear it I get money?' you ask him to see if you had understood correctly.

'exactly. that doesn't seem so bad, right?' you shook your head. it was whatever.

'that's great. you'll receive your outfit and I can't wait to see you in it on monday.' you didn't know if you were imagining it but it seemed like he was eyeing your body. h god, he definitely didn't like what you were wearing.

$20 wasn't much but still more than nothing. and apparently the other tasks would be worth more. guess you had to start somewhere. with the money you could at least afford something to eat.

you say goodbye and continued with work until it was time to leave.

you waited anxiously all weekend for the clothes. sunday you decided to go for a walk and when you opened your door you almost tripped over a package.

on monday morning you tried on the outfit sunwoo had picked out for you.

the white blouse was a bit see through and a bit too tight around the boob area but looked neat otherwise. the black skirt hugged your curves perfectly and made you look quite sexy in your opinion. he even picked out a bra, underwear, stockings and high heels for you. the note he had left clearly stated to wear exactly and only what was in the box. so you did.

you usually wore something more simple and loose but you didn't feel too uncomfortable in this look.

when you entered his office his eyes lit up.

'I'm glad you wore this. it looks very good on you.'

you were sure you blushed a bit at his words. you weren't really used to receiving compliments from men.

'I like it too,' you admit. sunwoo smiled contentedly.

'so would you like to do the same tomorrow? I'll send you another outfit,' he asked you.

this one wasn't bad at all so you agreed. he handed you $20. when you stood up and walked out the door he couldn't stop admiring the way your butt looked in the skirt. tomorrow was going to be even better.

the blouse was almost the same one. however, this time the skirt was a lot shorter. it ended at the middle of your thighs. but that wasn't even the weirdest thing. this time he had forgotten to send you panties.

you felt very unsure what to do. the note clearly stated to only wear what was in the box.

you sighed and pulled down the skirt as much as you could. this would have to do. as long as you were just sitting, everything would be fine.

you went about your day and some time in the afternoon you were called into sunwoo's office.

you were wondering whether or not to tell him about the missing underwear but decided to keep your mouth closed. panties didn't seem to be a topic to talk about with your boss.

'today, I want to offer you an additional task. you will receive your $20 dollars for sure and you can make another 30 by cleaning my office. what do you think?' he proposed to you.

that would be $50 in total. you needed all the money you could get.

'of course. just tell me what to clean and I will be happy to help.'

everything was going according to sunwoo's plan. he was excited and told you you could start by dusting the shelves.

your eagerness was cute and he watched you out of the corner of his eyes.

some of the shelves were higher up so you had to stretch to be able to reach them. when you did your skirt rolled up higher and he was able to see the just the outline of your butt cheeks. he unconsciously licked his lips.

for the rest of the week you continued these two tasks. but you noticed that the underwear kept on missing and the skirts also progressively became shorter.

this was a struggle when you were cleaning and organizing his office. you were aware of your skirt rolling up and you were hoping that sunwoo wouldn't notice.

of course he did. that had been his intention all along. when you bent down he could sometimes get a glance at your pretty pussy. he couldn't help but get hard at the sight of this and palmed his bulge through his pants.

in one week you had received $220. you would have been more happy if you hadn't gotten another bill from the hospital asking you for another $1200. the health care system was simply fucked up. whatever the next tasks were, you had to do them.

on monday you were cleaning his office again. you wanted to pick up some files but you struggled reaching them from the highest shelf. you felt your skirt roll up again.

'wait. I'll help you,' sunwoo announced and walked over.

you gasped as you felt something hard poke your thigh as he stood behind you to reach for the files. when he took a step back you saw the clear outlines of his hardened cock.

unable to hide your surprise, sunwoo laughed.

'this is all your doing.' so he did notice your skirt roll up. wait. had he given you these clothes with this in mind?

'do you want to touch it?' he asked.

you just blinked at him. what? were you perhaps still dreaming? it was possible that you were having a wet dream about your boss. sunwoo was very handsome and you had to be blind not to notice.

'if you help me get rid of it, I'll promise you $100.' he knew you were thinking hard. you couldn't keep your eyes off his bulge, clearly not sure what to think of this.

this was against all the work protocols but you would kid yourself if you said that you didn't want to. not only was he very attractive but you'd do a lot for a mere $100.

you reached for his belt. sunwoo smirked; he had won.

you pulled his pants down and were immediately greeted with his veiny cock.

'you aren't the only one not wearing any underwear, my dear y/n.'

so that had been intentional. interesting. you realized you must have been very naive to have believed that he had simply forgotten to put panties in the boxes.

you started by rubbing the tip softly with your thumb. it was pretty and pink and already leakined pre-cum.

you felt strangely good about having this kind of effect on someone. with a few pumps his dick was completely hard.

sunwoo propped his hands on the desk behind him and leaned back in bliss.

deep moans were escaping his beautifully luscious lips while you were pleasuring him with your hands.

you decided to put your left hand you use as well by massaging his balls.

'fuck! when did you learn to do this so well?' sunwoo groaned.

during high school you had had a lot of sex. it made you feel good and you enjoyed it. now your experience turned out to be lifesaving to you. well, he'd probably pay you even if you weren't as mind blowing.

'hmm, practice,' you simply state.

'if this is already so good I wonder what your mouth can do, baby girl.' being called that aroused you way more than expected. this was so exciting.

'I'll give you another $100 if you suck me off.'

before sunwoo knew it you had already wrapped your lips around his cock. you skillfully bobbed your head up and down. when you looked up at him with big eyes he swore he was about to explode.

with most of the dick in your mouth your other hand was continuing to knead his balls.

he was coming close quickly and grabbed your hair so you would stay still.

he proceeded to fuck your mouth harshly. you felt spit running down the sides of your lips and tears escaping your eyes as he buried his cock deep in your mouth. you tried to relax in order to deep-throat him properly.

he came hard and emptied his load in your mouth. to prove a point, you swallowed it and then opened up to show him.

panting hard he said: 'fuck you're just amazing!'

you looked absolutely delicious with your face full of cum. he had a good feeling you were the right person to do this with.

you licked off some of the white liquid from your lips and smirked at him.

this was definitely not what you had expected what you would be doing but you weren't one to complain.

sunwoo quickly disappeared to search for some paper towels to clean your face. his employees couldn't see you like this.

after your face was clean again he handed you $250. 'you deserve it.' 'thanks.'

he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and leaned closer. 'maybe we can do more tomorrow.' ooh, sounds exciting.

'then I'll look forward to seeing you.' with a wink you left.

you wondered how much money you would get for some sexy time with your boss.

the next morning, you couldn't fully button up the blouse he had sent you. the top buttons had to be left open and a lot of cleavage was visible. this horndog!

this time you actually received some underwear but only for a special reason. you found a pink mini vibrator in the box as well.

so you were walking around with a vibrating stick up your pussy. you didn't want to come in front of your co-workers so you turned it off whenever you got too close and waited to calm down.

'did you have fun today?' was the first thing sunwoo said to you.

you laughed ironically. 'I had so much fun pretending I wasn't being masturbating in front of everyone…'

he made you turn around and lifted up your skirt. the outline of the vibrator was visible and he could see your panties shaking.

with one quick move he pulled your underwear down and took the vibrator to turn it off. it came out with a wet plop and juices were running down your thighs.

sunwoo surprised you by sucking on the wet vibrator.

'sit on the desk,' he commanded you.

you did as you were told and sunwoo spread your legs wide apart.

he inserted his index and middle finger which slipped in with ease. your pussy made wet noises as he pushed them in and out of you.

finally having privacy you allowed yourself to make sounds. he made intense eye contact while fingering you, loving the way your face was scrunched up in pleasure.

you wrapped your arms around his neck and started kissing him. his tongue easily won the fight over dominance and started exploring your mouth.

you two were basically just sucking each others faces off until he broke off the kiss and lowered his body. he attached his mouth to your clit and started sucking. you pulled at his hair in pleasure and had a hard time controlling your breathing. damn, he was skilled at this as well.

when he felt you clenching around his fingers he withdrew them and you let out a disappointed noise of protest.

'don't worry. you'll have more soon.', he laughed at you. he quickly took off his pants and pulled you off the desk. he turned you around so your ass was facing him.

he started rubbing his thick cock between your ass cheeks and coated it in your juices. every time he got into contact with your tense pussy a shudder overcame your body.

he lifted your leg and placed your foot on the table. the angle from when he thrusted into you from behind was just perfect.

sunwoo attached his lips onto your neck and started leaving hickeys there. at the same time he was kneading your breast through your shirt.

he had barely ever felt such a perfect pussy around his cock. the way you took him in seemed too good to be true.

while his dick was still inside you, he lifted you up and placed you on all fours on the floor.

he grabbed your hips so tightly that he left red marks on them. at this point, he was just uncontrollably slamming into you while you were losing your mind. you were screaming his name loudly, glad that you knew no one could hear you.

as you could feel both of you getting close, he pulled your upper body up to his chest and wrapped one hand around your neck.

the pressure he applied was just enough for you to see stars but not enough for it to be unpleasant.

the lack of oxygen stimulated your senses even more and while repeatedly screaming out sunwoo's name you finally came hard on his dick.

with a few more thrusts, sunwoo's hips started stuttering as well and he shot his load into you. while riding out your highs he was just fucking his cum right back into you.

when he finally pulled out, a pool of his semen started dripping out of you. you suddenly felt so empty. his thick cock had filled you up so good that you were already missing it.

while you were still catching your breath on the floor, sunwoo had gone to get paper towels.

when he came back, however, he seemed hectic.

'I'm so sorry. there has been an emergency and I need to leave right now. I'll leave these here as well as the money.' he placed everything on the desk and walked back to the door.

he turned around one last time. 'I hope we can do this again.' he smiled at you.

you later saw that he had left you $750.

kind of becoming a sugar baby had never been your plan but you didn't mind it. if only the circumstances had been better.

[yeahiwasintheshit]

watched ‘licorice pizza’ finally, and for the most part i kinda liked it. it had that golden hour gauziness about it, i mean not literally, but like the feel of the movie.

its about this kinda sorta love between these two characters, gary and alana, and it was all pretty sweet and kinda 70s innocence, eventho you get the impression that they, or really gary mostly, will grow up to be a garbage person. like gary (played wonderfully by cooper hoffman, phillip seymour hoffmans son) is like 15 or 16 and he is already selling waterbeds at like a convention center, like some sleazy conman, lol and then he opens up his own a pinball shop, because while shooting a political ad for a city council member (he also makes commercials for politicians at 16 or 17 lol) he overheard that city council member say that pinball will soon be legal or he immediately gets on the phone and organizes being the first person to have a pinball shop in la (or something like that) idk its all sort of over the top lol and also he just seems like hes gonna be that sort of cut throat entrepreneurial asshole who is constantly scheming to make a buck, or like a guy who pops up on some cable news network to spew some political garbage, idk just sleazy. i mean his name in the movie is gary valentine lol. but anyway the story is of these 2 when they are still young and semi innocent, and its pretty good, you do like them both. its a love letter to the early 70s, for sure, and reminds me a lot of tarantinos ‘once upon a time in hollywood’.

because its a paul thomas anderson film, theres cameos by some big name actors and how these 2 characters sort of branch off on a little adventure with these big named actors. like alana ends up riding a motorcycle with sean penn, who plays an old william holden. gary is delivering water beds to bradley coopers house.

a lot of the movie are these sort of vignettes and little stories of these two characters, so the movie is less about an over arching plot than just some little stories about the mischief these two get into in the year or 2 the entire movie takes place. not having a strong plot could sort of make it feel meandering in a shittier directors hands but because its pta, the little stories are engaging and well written and it all sort of makes sense together and feels cohesive. you do end up enjoying watching what these 2 are doing.

its beautifully shot and wonderfully acted. great dialogue that feels natural and not forced. i like it and its certainly not bad but its not a favorite either. i know a lot of people absolutely loved this movie, but it just didnt hit me that personally. i liked it, but with a lot of paul thomas anderson movies i dont usually love them on first watch. i really love ‘the master’ and ‘there will be blood’ now, but when i saw both movies the first time they didnt hit me either. so maybe ill grow to love this too. still dont like magnolia tho. dont @ me.

[foilfreak]

Nobody asked for this, but I’ve been thinking a lot about it lately so I’ve decided to post about it in the hopes that my brain will stop thinking about it if i write my thoughts out, or at the very least spit them out onto a tumblr post. So here’s a nowhere-near-comprehensive list of all the heroes who I think should be friends and why, in no particular order:

1. Iaian and Genos. I’ve talked about them before but I just think that they’d get along really well for some reason. They’re both fairly close in age and seem somewhat similar in personality and disposition so i think, given some time and heavy avoidance of the topic of whose master is superior, a good strong friendship could blossom between these two disciples, a friendship that gives them the opportunity to relax, let loose, and actually have fun in ways they wouldn’t normally because theyre usually too busy being responsible heroes and saving cities and innocent civilians from certain death and destruction. Idk I just want them to be best friends who secretly gossip and talk shit about other heroes over Mario Kart and a bottle of Absolute, is that so much to ask? Can Genos have a friend of his own for once plz?

2. Tanktop Master and Superalloy Darkshine. A friendship between these two gym rats would radiate such chaotic bro energy that i don’t think ppl would physically be able to handle the combined amount of protein powder and boiled chicken that must be seeping from these guys’ pore. That being said however, if I don’t see at least 1 chapter of them acting like total fucking morons together like ive seen in a few fics now, I will be flying to Japan to personally fistfight ONE and Murata.

3. Golden Ball and Child Emperor. This one comes with a few headcanons Ive created about Golden Ball so if u don’t see it I don’t blame u, but basically the idea is that Golden Ball is a pretty smart guy, he got like a masters degree in chemical engineering or something before becoming a hero, so Golden Ball and Child Emperor probably met at some science convention and got to know each other by talking about various scientific theories and whatever shit they happen to be working on at that time. Child Emperor will occasionally ask Golden Ball to guest lecture for one of his classes. Golden Ball’s probably asked child emperor to read over the thesis or research paper he’s working on and give suggestions. They’re fellow colleagues who share more in common than just being heroes and child emperor probably enjoys talking to an adult who actually has a brain cell or two on hand at any given moment.

4. Death Gatling and Smile Man. Gatling looks like he could use a friend looking out for him (both in hero work and just in general) and Smile Man seems like a really nice and cool guy, idk there’s just something I like about him and I think he’d be a good friend to someone like Death Gatling. I’d certainly be Smile Man’s friend, if nothing else!!!

5. Chain’n’toad and Mumen Rider. I liked seeing them work together and show concern for each other when they fought that lizard monster in the OVA, I think they’d be good friends and get along outside of work too!

6. Captain Mizuki and Fubuki. Fubuki needs a girl-friend who doesn’t work for her and Captain Mizuki seems like the kind of lady who’d have a positive impact on Fubuki if they ever did become friends.

7. Captain Mizuki and Lily. Girl alliance.

8. Captain Mizuki, Fubuki, and Lily. Ultimate Girl Alliance!

9. Captain Mizuki, Fubuki, Lily, and Okamaitachi. ULTRA MEGA SUPREME GIRL ALLIANCE!!!!!!!

10. Tatsumaki and King. Tbh I want them to fuck, but that’s a post for another day, I do however think that a friendship between the two of them would be beneficial for much the same reason as a relationship between them would work out, just minus the romantic elements. They both have a decent amount of respect for each other and I think they’d both encourage the other to improve themselves and become better people/heroes, which they actually would because you’re a hell of a lot more likely to take criticism from someone if you respect their opinion and see the validity in their criticisms/suggestions. Tatsumaki would force King to actually leave his house and go do stuff with her and King would force tatsumaki to chill the fuck out and not yeet ppl into walls... maybe.

11. Amai Mask and Zombieman. More or less the same deal as Tatsumaki and King except there’s an extra 5 months at the beginning of their “friendship” that consists almost entirely of just straight up hate fucking. They’d be friends with benefits if they stayed friends tho.

12. Atomic Samurai and Bomb. Kamikaze is friends with Bang therefor he’s friends with Bomb too, shut up

13. Spring Mustachio and Bushidrill. I want to see them get drunk together, i think that would be quite fun

14. Snek and Saitama. I want Snek to join the Saitama group and I want him to be PISSED about it.

15. Snek and Lightnight Max. On a slightly more serious note, I do think these guys would make good friends, if only because of their love for martial arts.

16. Pig God and All my love and affection. He just deserves it ok, idk what else to say.

And thats about all i can think of for right now, but ill be sure to come back with a part 2 if i can think of anything. Let me know what u think. Further suggestions are highly encouraged!

[randomsevans]

a stab to the heart

Captain weekly challenge

@captain-a-rogerss​

@optimistic-dinosaur-nacho​

@donutloverxo​

RANSOM X READER 

a/n : i know i write quite abit of angst but i couldn't help myself , even tho i try to write soft Ransom because i dont think he gets much love , but i just had to write him as the true arsehole he is .

You should know this day would come , why on earth did you fall form him ? ,Trust him ? Believe he would change for YOU !

This wasn't how today was meant to be , it was meant to be your anniversary , A year you have put up with  his shit but you did it anyway because you stupidly fell for him. You've dealt with it all his  shit show of a family ,his drinking , partying. Your voices which you should of listen to from the beginning . After all you should know to trust you gut felling , but your heart just over powered.

Despite all the times he would leave and you wouldnt hear from him for days , or his constant partying with his friends , knowing fine well theyd be girls all around much like it was before you , You trusted him , believed him . After all who are you to call the man you love , who says he love you and to trust him , who are you to call him a liar . 

but that was what he was . 

after all he is Ransom FUCKIN Drysdale . 

you had woken up by a soft pair of lip touch your cheek ,but it wasn't gental or sweet , it was rushed 

“y/n ! im leaving right , ill see ya soon “ Ransom husky morning voice echoed through out your room . Ransom may have said in a harsh tone , but you must of thought because it was so early in the morning and he probably didn't want to leave . After all today is you anniversary . But at least it was an improvement , in the past he would just get up and leave 

“okay “ you grumbled as you rubbed your eyes turning on your back , pulling the sheets with you as you opened your eyes to see Ransom pulling his brown coat over  his shoulder sorting out the collar . A small smile placed on your lips , as you were mesmerised by how lucky you were to have someone as hansom as him . “why dont you say ?” you said softly 

“i cant !” he snapped back , not in such a bitter tone , like he use with most , he has always been kinder to you but it was still enough for you to be slightly offend 

“umm okay “ you nervously said sitting up , “where you going ?“

he let out a deep sigh as his eyes slighted towards you in announce “out ! “ he snapped once again , until a small smug smile place on his lips “iv got something to take care of “ 

you nodded being as naive and in love ,you didn't dare question him further until a wide smile placed on your lips as you remembered what today is “im still seeing you later ya !” you  asked all giddy 

“uhhhh .. it depends on how today goes “ he let out a dry chuckle 

“oh okay “ you though maybe he was trying to wind you up he might have a surprise for you like you do for him , He does remember what today is doesn't he ?

ransom turned the door nob and opened the door , not even glancing at you . “see ya !” it was cold , nothing sweet about it. but before you could answer you heard him bounce down the stair , and soon after heard the front door open and close . 

You sighed , dragging your self out of bed , but still feeling good about the day . He was probably only winding you up . 

so you got up and got ready for the day , 

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some time had past , and you were becoming more anxious ,to know if Ransom was actual going to come , of course he would , but what kept him from  not spending the day with you again . Especial today of all days . 

you tried to ignore the little voice in your head doubting him , where could he be ? who is he with ? what is he doing ? did he forget ?

you hide those thoughts in the back of your head , as you reminded your self of the plans you had for him . But you still could not help the gut feeling that something was off . So as you made your way up the stair you rang Ransoms phone , it rang through and went to voicemal by the time you got to the top of the stairs , You decided to try one more time , and as you did you heard a ringing noise coming from your bedroom . You lifted your brow in confustion and headed into your bedroom , The ringing contuined , you quickely glanced around , to see what it was , It was then you saw Ransom phone , was laying on the floor , inbetween the door and your dresser . 

You let out a little giggle , at Ransom for being foolish leaving his phone . It must of feel out of his coat pocket . 

You shook your head picking it up from the ground , you chucked it on the bed , along with your phone and made  your way in to your wardrobe to get ready for  when ransom gets back 

It didnt take you long to get ready , as you had gotten dress , applied little makeup (gift above )

you frowned releasing the time , once again , but you sighed , trying to remain , calm , and have a good day . But as you turned to grab your phone , yu quickly remembered you have Ransoms

you titled your head in curiosity , maybe you could find out what he was doing , or maybe call one of his friend to see where he was . As you grabbed his phone , you suddenly felt uneasy , and no it wasnt your lunch . You suddenly felt guilty for going through his phone it felt like you were invading his  privacy . You nibbled on your bottom lip . Surely it would be fine , its not like he has anything to hide , right ?

so you opened up his phone , and went to unlock it , when you released you needed to enter a password , that you didnt know . You stranded there for a minted thinking with one hand on your hip covered by you silk black robe .Ransom was a very forgetfully person   clearly . So you had to think of something , he wouldn't forget , and it was then you tried his birthday . NOPE didnt work . And then you remembered four number that were more important to Ransom his card pin BINGO you were in . 

But your heart suddenly began to beat fast , now you were in his phone , what were you going to do now , its not like anyone know where he is . So you decided to go on to message and see who it was that last text him , maybe there needed him and thats where he went ? Maybe ? 

so as you pressed the little green bubble at the bottom of the screen , you were met with a string of conventions . Your brows raised , as you saw , random numbers , and anitionals  with little side notes in brackets . The top one was just labelled as J.S? (good when told  ) . You decide to click on it , as a wave  of anxiety  hit you  , 

you saw a short line of blue and white message back a forth  as your eyes bluurd one the words as your eyes become glossed over . while your chest tightend and you colsaped onto the bed . You heart sank , and torn all at once while your head become dizzy . You read through the text to make sure , your eye wernt tricking you 

J.S : Ransom , baby where are you ? you promised       

            ��             R.D : ill be there soon iv just got to finish up over here first 

J.S :kk ill be waiting 😉😘

                          R.D : oh i know you will be ! 

you  shaking lifted your hand , and click on another , and another conversation , that were just as similair some that had when on longer others that were shorter . Some were similar , a thank you and telling him to call them back . 

A small tear trippled down your cheek ,as you read through the message , you were even be able to find your own somewhere between a 11 digets number and a ALICE ? (decent) 

And you , You were simple save as y/n (err okay ?)

you felt anger rage through you , as you shot up from your bed . 

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And thats where you found your self now , just finished collecting all off Ransom cloths and things that he has left over . Watching them burn in the sink , turn to ash as you add to the glowing  flames as you pour the vodka you were currently sipping on , over the fire .  You turned facing away the kitchen isle as you lifted your arm as rubbed your eyes over your silk rob smuging your mascara . 

you looked down towards the cake that you had brought . You honestly dont know why tho .But you couldnt help but star at its delicate white piping around the edge and the swirls . It was kind of funny how you saw your self  in a cake . You was kind of like it before Ransom , sweet , and elegant  and now you were this A girl crying over an arsehole burning his cloths , after finding out he had been cheating . But you were surprisingly okay with that 

But the temptation was to much , you held to much rage with in . That you couldnt help but ick up a knive and stab through the cake  imagining Ransom face . With a harsh bang crumes where flying everway .You could help but laugh at your self , as you  took out your frustrations at on a cake . 

your anger , mixed with vodka made your turn into a fit of gigles that echoed through the kitchen . It was until you heard the openoing of the front door , you stopped , your face dropped as you griped the knive harder . 

“ha babe , i left my ... what the fuck !”

[kikifeliz]

THE WEEK AHEAD: May 3 - May 9, 2021

By Kiki Feliz

♋️♏️♓️ Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces

Looks like something major is going to shake up your world this week, y’all!

The energy you’re embodying this week is very organized, action-oriented, “get shit done” type of aura. Things are moving harmoniously for you in that respect (bring able to mobilize and start/finish new endeavors) but I do see some temptations or binding/limiting factors.

If you run into temptations or limitations, remember that all things must be balanced — no matter how much someone hurt you, revenge is not the answer!

You have a lot of tools at your disposal and you are also very intuitive. You know when someone is trying to scam or cheat on you. If that’s the case, tell that person to kick rocks; don’t act out of emotion, act from logic. Keep yourself tame, because if you act from emotion, thing will get very ugly. Focus on your craft, whatever that may be, instead. Focus on self-care, and clearing your head so you can make better judgement calls. Get the rest you need and avoid fighting because your words can cut like a knife.

Has commitment and marriage been on your mind recently? The Hierophant has come up 4 weeks in a row y’all. It may also be a commitment to school or organized religion/spirituality practices, but this card has been with us too long to ignore. What are you committing to, and what are your intentions here? You seem to be recognizing and realizing (as in making things become real) a lot of things this week, while also visualizing things through to their ultimate end. If that’s the case, make sure you are creating the life you genuinely want, and that can only be done if your actions match your intentions. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like the actions and intentions match, and many of your will be stuck on low levels of stability that are masquerading as the ultimate goal/vision according to society rather than your true dreams.

If you’re in a seriously committed relationship, it looks like a lot of things are coming between you at this time. I’n sensing breakup energy here, or at least some cracks in the foundation (shoutout to Kate Nash, who coincidentally is a Cancer and whose song “Foundations” I learned to play on the uke yesterday!). Things may seem unfair within the relationship; someone may be offered something they don’t really want, or may begrudgingly do something just because they feel like it’s the “polite” or “fair” thing to do to make the other person happy, when truthfully, they hate it. This will cause a rift, making one person reflect heavily on their status in the relationship and how they ultimately dream of their life turning out. The partner who is getting the short end of the stick may end up leaving, which honestly seems like the best solution for them — doing so will bring them wealth, sexual exploration, a new group of friends, adventure. Nevertheless, they may experience heartbreak as a result of leaving.

If you’re single or just dating, I see some of you spending time getting your spiritual energy up before exploring the dating pool again. Romantic options and admirers are coming your way, though, and they will finally recognize you for the boss that you are. You may have to travel (definitely have to get outside) in order to meet these people though. It’s possible it will happen while on a trip with your friends. If you do meet someone, I see them being a very sexy person, dominant personality... just overflowing with attractiveness. This sexy exterior may not actually translate to their bedroom persona, however. I see them ultimately being kind of a “vanilla” lover.

I don’t exactly know if this person is good for you. They seem immature in their approach, and non-committal for sure. The meeting may be fated, but that doesn’t mean it will last forever. I think y’all will end up having way too many differences in philosophy/mindset, which will ultimately lead to the connection’s downfall. I do feel like you will learn something from the encounter, though. Watch out and make sure you don’t end up pregnant, tho. I’m getting a sense that someone may try to trap you, possibly doing sneaky shit like saying they’re using contraceptives when they’re really not, etc.

Pregnancy is a possibility and if that does happen, I see 2 options, one of which is y’all co-parenting without being in a relationship to raise the baby. I see the mom ultimately ending up single (this may happen after an attempt at commitment, though). It is also possible that one of the parents could pass away (possibly as a result of illness) early on within the connection.

If pregnancy does indeed happen as a result of this encounter, I see the mom possibly being put on bedrest. It looks like the dad here would push for an abortion, and end up leaving the mom out in the cold bc they don’t want to deal with the burden.

In all relationships (especially the ones WITHOUT kids) it looks like some of you may end up deciding to try things a non-conventional way, but I also see some of you possibly eventually getting married just for the legal benefits. Someone is definitely going to bring it up, and the other party may do it begrudgingly just because their family wants them to. They do truly dream of a happy family, but the situation is uncomfortable bc one partner is much more emotional than the other and this could be an alienating factor within the partnership.

Lowkey I see the divine feminine here reflecting on the situation and deciding they want new dick, possibly leaving for a short time before returning to the relationship/commitment/family. They’re leaving because just really want to see what’s out there. Are they going to do anything while they’re gone? Probably... definitely getting orgy vibes, sex parties, just like really sexy stuff. Also, adventure-seeking vibes, etc.

This will be heartbreaking for the other party (the divine masculine), who is a little bit more boring and vanilla or withholding in bed. I see them being willing to put in the work to the relationship, maybe even dipping their toe into the emotional pool a bit as well (possibly agreeing to or suggesting counseling). If counseling does become an option, unfortunately, I don’t think they will choose the right counselor and I don’t see it going beyond 7 meetings/7 months. Sadly, this person also won’t really know how to be sexy without adding money to the equation. Money shouldn’t be your go-to when trying to make someone stay with you! That is manipulative!

Independence will be going to someone’s head, making them very paranoid and fearful of getting married or committing again. While I do see that person staying somewhat generous and helping those less fortunate than themselves or acting as a benefactor within the relationship, this will be out of obligation rather than out of the goodness of their heart. I also see them secretly being on social media a lot more or online dating sites, or creating a false idea in their head of what single life is really like. Really this person just wants to sit at home and cozy up with a book and be a parent, but the situation is making it hard for them to happily realize this dream.

If you have children, please make sure they are careful this week. Falls and accidents seem to be sticking out to me this week, or possibly getting cut on something sharp. It’s possible someone’s child may end up having to stay in the hospital after a dare or an accident. Something heavy may fall on a child. Be especially careful if you live by a body of water; drownings are possible. Some of the accidents I’m seeing may result in surgeries and a switching of custody if the parents are separated.