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clemswinecorner-socials · 2 years ago

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Unfaithful [JD]

the reader is a little bit the opposite of her sweet innocent brother, enjoy this ocasionally unhinged ocon!reader x jackie doohie :)

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Abu Dhabi

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yourusername guess who's ass is back at the track💁🏻‍♀️💁🏻‍♀️ tagged alpinef1team

posted novemeber 19th, 2023

alpinef1team good to have you back! estiebestiefan y/n!! we've missed you at the track, are you planning on making iconic tiktoks again?

yourusername absolutely! already have some in drafts baby

fanlovesyn y/n ready to be unhinged at the track again yourbestie you dont know how jealous i am itselenaberri i've missed you! randomfan so nice!! just curious, why haven't you been at the track for a while?

yourusername school! did an internship as an extra to finish up my studies after the summerbreak so i couldn't travel around much, but now i am fully graduated! randomfan congrats! we're all excited to have you back :) yourusername thank you 💗💗

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yourusername icymi: i did, in fact, not thridwheel this christmas. i did, however, get babyfever😻😻 tagged estebanocon, itselenaberri

posted december 26th, 2023

familyfriend merry christmas y/n! tell the loverboy i said hi as well ;)

yourusername merci beaucoup😚😚

f1obsessed omg pierre liked?! are they dating?? randomfan the caption is too relatable honestly if that was my bf id fall in love too friendorsomething baby fever or breeding k*nk?

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yourusername also there's kids here friendorsomething yours? yourusername get out of my comments

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yourusername well one of us siblings had to be unfaithful this year 🤭🤭

posted december 31st, 2022

yourbestie at least we had fun🫡 yndefender she's so hot estebanocon glad it was you not me randomfan not all the drivers lurking in the likes helpppp jackdoohan 😮‍💨😮‍💨 randomperson am i the only one weirded out by her behaviour?? her brother is an f1 driver, this isn't a good look

yndefender she's her own person and can do what she wants lol, besides esteban supports whatever she does lmao

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yourusername oh how i’ve missed being trackside tagged alpinef1team, estebanocon, lance_stroll, jackdoohan

posted march 5th, 2023

f1lover that pic of lance🫠🫠 estebanocon i've missed having you here petite💙 yourbestie ahhh i can't wait to be back with youuuuu!!

yourusername me neither!!! and for you to meet all my new besties hehe

feederseriesfan feeding the jack girlies wth randomfan y/n i beg please make more tiktoks with lance yourbestie stop being horny on main challenge

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yourusername straya! some great beaches and great bitches👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 tagged itselenaberri, estebanocon, pierregasly

posted march 30th, 2023

randomfan elena and y/n being besties is such a slay mickschumacher 😊😊 ynlover WHO IS THAT GUY

yourusername a hottie is who he is (also he’s preeetty good at ***)

estiefan y/n's bf being aussie is so real of her bc i'd fall for that accent too yourbestie tell the lover i said g'day

yourusername he rolled his eyes, said ai and told me to tell you he said hi back

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yourusername little bit of australia pics that didnt make it to the gram yet😼😼 tagged estebanocon, jackdoohan

posted april 5th, 2023

formulafan ok but she's spending a suspicious amount of time with jack atp pierregasly there's something missing

yourusername unfortunately yuki wasn't available because some french guy claimed him pierregasly i meant me

yourcousin people in love🤮🤮 (you guys look cute) jackdoohan spent so much time with mick and no pictures of him?

yourusername someone stole the pic i was going to use...

estebanocon rain was lovely as always randomfan seeing y/n interact with all these drivers except her brother is so funny

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yourusername it's officially out there that you'll be a formula one driver. so i'm writing a sappy post 🤗🤗 jackie, it's not where we're used to it, but you got the spot you deserve. you deserve to be in f1 wether thats with alfa romeo, alpine or red bull, and you finally got there. i remember the first time you told me "life always has its way", and it does. you deserve all the good things coming your way. now here's sappy thank you because i probably won't do a long caption like this until an engagement (preferably ours😇) you came in at the right time in my life when everything was going wrong for me and i needed change. you knew that and encouraged it, but you never made me change myself. i always had to do what felt right and "life would have its way", and it did. it'll feel weird to not watch the race with you, but cheering you on is the only acceptable reason why :) i love you, thank you for everything you did for me when you were here, jack. wish you weren't leaving, but life always has its way 🫶🏼 congrats on the seat, doohie posted july 25th, 2023

yourusername idk why im so emotional congratulating you as if i wont be cheering you on (and sucking you off) every race weekend, also hey guys me and jack are dating lolz!

jackdoohan it was very cute until the last part yourusername sorry its my way of coping jackdoohan im aware babe yourusername i know you are ;)

yourbestie congratulations jack!! so deserved estebanocon excited for you mate! @/jackdoohan

jackdoohan thanks brother🙏🏼

jackdoohan thank you baby 💙💙 i love you more than i can explain

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jean-meowreau · 21 days ago

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Kandreil!!

Kevin is ace but weed works wonders. (Do not start fights about this. I am ace and get horny when I smoke. If you don't like it then just fuck off please I am begging.)

(read under the cut)

"D?" Neil calls out as he enters the house, Kevin in tow.

"Kitchen," Andrew calls back, turning off the sink and pausing the dishes he was working through.

The smell hits him before his two idiots make it into the kitchen and he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Neil-"

"No, hear me out," Neil says quietly as he sets his backpack on the counter. "We confiscated it from some freshman but my PT has said it could help with chronic pain-"

"Neil," Andrew says with a smile he can't hide. "You're a paranoid freak already, I don't think weed will alleviate that symptom."

Neil bites his lip and cuts his eyes, watching Andrew through his lashes as he says, "But I always feel safe with you and Kev..."

Andrew scowls, still trying to fight back an affectionate smile as he crosses the space and grabs Neil's face before pulling him down to face level. "Josten-"

"His red face means its a yes," Kevin says as he reaches for Neil's bag and pulls out the gram of bud wrapped in plastic.

"You two should be illegal, playing nasty to get your way."

Kevin smirks as he reaches around Neil to hook his finger beneath Andrew's jaw to tilt his head up so they can make eye contact. "Neil is your weakness, and I like to get my way."

"As if the answer was going to be anything but yes," Andrew scoffs, even as he dips his head down to kiss Kevin's palm. "Do you know anyone else who smokes weed and could help you two smoke this?" He asks with a quiet laugh.

"I bet we could figure it out!" Neil says defensively. "I watch you roll blunts all of the time."

"Yeah, but you're watching with your dick," Andrew says with a smirk. "And Kevin doesn't retain anything that isn’t history, exy, or history of exy."

"Not true! I remember birthdays and our anniversary."

"Things that you have calendar notifications for."

"November 4th, January 19th, and December 11th."

"I'm surprised, I can't lie," Andrew says as he pushes his way to stand between both taller men. He sets a small metal tray on the counter and holds his hand out for the bag that Kevin passes over. "How angry would you be if I asked this freshman where they got this from?" Andrew says, laughing at the annoyed look on Kevin's face. "It smells really good, I'm just surprised. You two might need to take it slow since it's your first time smoking."

Kevin makes a quiet noise in disagreement. "Not mine."

Andrew perks his brow, but Neil gawks at Kevin. "What!? When!"

"There were a couple of hazings Riko and I went through when we were officially initiated. Smoking and brownies. And some other drugs. Don't really remember what else."

"You sure you'll be okay to smoke, then?" Andrew asks gently, pausing his twisting of the grinder.

"Yeah, better times. We used to suffer together a bit more."

Andrew nods and shifts so Neil can plaster himself to Kevin's side, press against him and offer some relief. Andrew looks over at them and smiles. "Go ahead and sit down on the couch, you two. I'll be in there."

Neil grabs Kevin's waist and gently pulls him from the kitchen. Andrew rolls two blunts, makes sure they're carefully sealed, stows the tray, and when he makes it into the living room, Neil is settled in Kevin's lap, back to front, as they watch whatever is on the TV. He turns it off and sits on the coffee table opposite. "I need full attention before we get started," Andrew says quietly, waiting for both men's eyes to meet his own. "You will listen to me. You can smoke up to what I say and no more unless I say so. Kevin, you've got a bit more leeway because you drink. Neil," Andrew pauses and grabs his chin. "You will be extra careful and be good and listen to me, won't you?"

Neil swallows thickly and nods, his eyes hooded as he leans into Andrew's touch. He was always so quick to fold to affectionate touch. He must already be close to gone if he's been sitting in Kevin's lap since they left the kitchen. As if Kevin could read his mind, he gives Andrew a simple nod and he shakes his head as he bites back an affectionate smile.

"Neil."

"...Yeah?"

"How gone are you already?"

"I wanna smoke," Neil says, the barest hint of a whine in his voice as he squirms on Kevin's lap.

"I know, you will," Andrew says with a small laugh. "We just have to keep a special eye on you." Andrew strokes his thumb across Neil's check, and he and Kevin make a soft sound at the sight of Neil sinking down and closing his eyes.

Andrew lets go and watches Neil sink the rest of the way into Kevin's chest. He doesn’t last long, not when he hears the flick of a lighter. It's endearing in a way, watching the two of them cough through their first couple of hits. How Neil grabs his sides and curls into Kevin, how Kevin tries and fails to hold it back and ends up coughing louder than if he'd just listened to Andrew in the first place.

When he's satisfied both men have had enough for their first time, just to test their tolerance, Andrew sits back on the coffee table and smokes the rest of the blunt while watching the two of them sink into each other and the couch. He notices Kevin's hands moving, the way he starts petting up and down Neil's chest and abdomen, fingers dipping under his shirt and tracing over his toned torso. Neil's pupils have nearly swallowed his irises, and he's stuck in a loop of looking at Kevin's hands on himself and then hungrily raking his eyes across Andrew's body. And when he meets Andrew's gaze, his cheeks flush a darker red and he looks away almost immediately, back to Kevin's hands on his body. Over and over until he spreads his legs open across Kevin's and whispers, "You gotta stop."

"Why?" Kevin says with a slight pout and a pointed gentle scratch of his nails down Neil's abs, relishing in the way his back arches and he moans softly at the touch.

"A-Are you-?"

"Yeah," Kevin says with a slow smile. "I'm feeling you up. Feeling horny."

Andrew snorts at the simple dialogue between his two partners. "So you both get horny when you smoke."

"Is that bad?" Neil asks, eyes going wide.

"No," Andrew says with a grin. "I'm just surprised it got Kevin, is all."

"You should be grateful for any boner you get out of me," Kevin huffs out, reaching across the way for Andrew's wrist before tugging, encouraging him to join them on the couch. When he side steps, planning to side beside them, both Neil and Kevin make quiet sounds of protest before coaxing Andrew to straddle Neil's waist. Kevin grunts under the new weight, but his smile is easy and he lets his eyes fall shut. "I like this."

"Of course you do," Andrew says with a snort. He lights the second joint and gently guides Neil away from trying to take a hit. When his pout only grows and he starts whining, Andrew sighs in defeat and grabs his chin. "We're going to try something."

Neil nods enthusiastically, shifting beneath Andrew. Kevin moans softly at the feeling, hands flying to Neil's waist, whose jaw is dropped. "D, he's hard."

"Yeah?" Andrew says with an easy grin. "Princess?"

Kevin blinks open bleary eyes. "What?"

"Do you want some help?"

"Not now. Maybe later," Kevin hums, shifting one hand to settle his large, warm palm against the top of Andrew's thigh and give a squeeze. His thumb reaches down to rub circles against the sensitive skin on the inside of Andrew's thigh. He shivers but makes a happy sound at the feeling, spreading his legs a bit wider. Kevin tries and fails to hold back a grin as he slides his hand higher, thumb dipping under the edge of Andrew's shorts. "Right. You get horny when you smoke."

Andrew huffs out a somewhat embarrassed noise but he doesn’t deny the accusation. He instead reaches for the second blunt and lights it. The end crackles to life, ash curling outwards just barely as the ring of light moves down with the hit Andrew takes. He sits back a bit from Neil and tries not to look too smug with himself as he blows a few smoke rings above their heads. When he looks back, baby blues are fixated on his mouth. "Neil?"

"...Yeah?"

"Where are you at, rabbit?"

"Wanna kiss you..."

Andrew chuckles quietly. "Do you want a little more smoke?"

Neil mulls it over, and pulls Andrew into a kiss before dropping his lips down to his neck. "Enough left to share?"

"Plenty to share."

"May I have a few more?" Neil asks, words ghosting across Andrew's skin as he drags his lips up the curve of Andrew's neck before gently biting at his bottom lip.

"You sure as fuck can," Andrew mutters, somewhat out of breath, before he takes a hit from the blunt. Neil was plenty high, but he knew they would both want a chance at the second blunt, and Andrew would be lying to himself if he hadn't immediately pictured what he was about to do. He takes a handful of Neil's hair and steadies him before leaning in and connecting their lips. He pushes his tongue into the redhead's mouth, laughing into the kiss at the desperate way Neil moans and greedy hands that had been on Andrew's thighs grab his face. Neil pushes up into him, well after the smoke is gone, mapping the entirety of Andrew's mouth. He's been rubbing their tongues together for a few seconds when Andrew tightens the grip on his hair and pulls back, keeping Neil from surging forward.

"Andrew!" he gasps out, fingers shaking as he tries to pull the blond back in.

"What about Kevin, Neil? He deserves a chance, too, don't you think?"

Neil makes a quiet sound of protest even as he deflates against Kevin. He turns his attention to him, reaching behind his neck for an anchor point as he turns and sloppily kisses at his neck. Kevin shudders, even Andrew can feel it, and he grins before taking a slow hit from the blunt. Neil's hooded eyes are tracking their movements, and he sits back to watch as Andrew presses their lips together. Kevin arches beneath Neil, the hand on Andrew's thigh trailing up the blond's body before settling over his chest. He slowly fists the material of hi shirt as the kiss deepens, leaning up and pulling Andrew down closer. He isn’t as successful receiving the smoke, most of it vacating between them as Kevin bites at Andrew's lips and then runs the tip of his tongue along the length of the top of his mouth. This time Andrew's eyes are bleary when he reopens them and both men are staring up at him with smug, blasted smiles.

"Shut the fuck up," Andrew mutters before taking another hit. He lets it out of his mouth and breathes it back in his nose before finally blowing it up towards the ceiling, tilting his head back. He isn’t surprised when Neil attaches himself to his neck, but Kevin tugging him down so he can join has Andrew moaning, gasping each of their names. He finally rocks his hips down against the bulge he's been pretending not to notice in Neil's pants. One set of teeth dig into his neck with a reedy whine, and Andrew mirrors the sound. "I'm going to have to wear turtlenecks for ages."

Neil makes a quiet, annoyed sound. "Let people see your neck with our marks."

"I don't like people we don't know to know what we get up to. They are for us, only," Andrew says in a low voice. He isn’t angry, but he's firm. "They are my hickeys, no one else."

Neil shivers beneath him and nods, jaw dropped as he moans weakly. Andrew takes a quick hit and blows the smoke into his mouth, laughing as he leans away from the attempt at a kiss. "We have to make it through this so it doesn’t go to waste."

"You're so right," Neil whispers, shaking his head before nodding. Kevin tries to stifle a laugh, but he's quickly shaking with quiet giggles as he wraps his arms around the two men in his lap and crushes them against his chest.

"I love you," he mutters as he moves his face from Neil's neck to Andrew's. They both return the sentiment before Andrew takes another hit and leans towards Kevin. He shakes his head slightly. "I'm comfortable. You should keep kissing Neil, though. He makes the prettiest noises."

Andrew winks and looks at Neil, whose jaw is dropped slightly and his chest is rising and falling rapidly. But his eyes are trained on Andrew's lips, he watches Neil lick his own before scarred hands grab his face and yank him in for a messy kiss.

"Know what else you should do?" Kevin whispers as he trails his fingers up Andrew's thighs again, loving the way the muscles jump beneath his fingers. "You should cum like this. You're both so high and horny I doubt we could make it to the room."

Andrew cuts dark eyes over to Kevin, and when Neil breaks the kiss to immediately start biting and kissing at Andrew's neck, he asks, "Yes or no, Neil?"

"I'm yours. Anything you want."

Andrew and Kevin both make somewhat feral sounding noises in kind. Andrew's hands are both fisted in Neil's hair now, pulling him back up for another kiss, Kevin dutifully holding the still burning blunt as Andrew takes out his built up sexual tension on Neil's mouth and hair. His hips shift and this time Neil rocks up to meet him halfway and the two of them moan brokenly into the kiss. Kevin uses his free hand to dip between Andrew's legs again and pull his shorts to the side just enough to rub the pad of his finger in a circle around his dick. Andrew collapses against Neil, his thighs shaking as he ruts forward against Kevin's fingers after grabbing his wrist and shifting his hand for better friction. A few rocks of his hips and then he lets go, collapsed against Neil's chest and gasping for air.

"I-I think that's the fastest he's ever--"

"Neil, you've got to get inside him," Kevin breathes out. "Fuck."

"Sure you don't want?" Neil asks quietly, just checking in. Kevin nods before turning to kiss him.

"Probably just want a hand today. But I need to see you fucking him."

"Anyone gonna ask what I want?" Andrew asks breathlessly.

"Yes. Me. I always want to know what you want, D."

Andrew hums quietly and kisses Neil again briefly. "Shut up before I get any harder."

"No, keep talking, Neil," Kevin goads, nudging Andrew away so he can kiss the corner of Neil's mouth before asking, "What would you like to do, Andrew?"

"I wanna ride him, right here and now."

"Jesus fucking-- shit, fuck--!" Neil gasps out, hands flying to Andrew's waist before crushing him against his chest. "Yes, fuck yes!"

“Yeah?” Andrew huffs out, still shaking as Kevin runs his fingers back and forth across his cunt, dipping in just the tip of his middle finger. “G-Get a condom.”

Kevin hands Andrew the blunt, and the hit he just took is coughed out as Kevin produces a condom from his pocket. “You fucking planned this, didn’t you?” He asks as he turns his head away, still coughing. Kevin just hums, but there’s a rather smug, pleased look on his face as he hands Neil the condom. He tears it with his teeth and makes a shaky sound as Andrew unbuttons and unzips his pants before pulling his cock out. The head is flushed, pre is pooling at the slit, and Andrew curses under his breath as he rubs his thumb across and watches the pre connected to his thumb as he pulls it away from the head. “Fucking– fuck me, Neil.”

“Andrew, I-I’m not gonna last–”

“Then get the fucking rubber on so you can cum inside me.”

Neil curses under his breath, hands shaking as he slides the latex down his length. “Andrew–”

“You want to keep smoking, don’t you?” Andrew huffs as he gets up on his knees. “Hold your dick for me, Neil. There you go, good boy–”

Neil uses his free hand to cover Andrew’s mouth, breathing hard as he reaches back between their bodies. “Smoke. Less words. Gonna– Andrew–!”

“Yeah, yeah, I got you,” Andrew whispers, taking a hit from the blunt that Kevin was still holding. He leans in and kisses Neil as he slowly sinks down on his length. He doesn’t get any of the smoke, his jaw dropped as he collapses back against Kevin’s chest. His eyes are closed, lips parted, and Andrew shifts and starts kissing along the length of Neil’s jaw as he sits fully in his lap. “Neil–”

“No. No talking,” Neil gasps, hands flying to Andrew’s hips when he shifts in his lap. “Gimme a second, D.”

Andrew hums and takes another hit from the blunt in Kevin’s hand, letting himself be guided to kiss him after. Smoke tendrils snake out between their mouths as Kevin cups Andrew’s cheek and deepens the kiss. He shifts beneath Neil before reaching with his free hand to grab one of his hips and guide him to thrust up into Andrew. Both men above Kevin collapse against him, moaning loudly. “Do I really have to be the one to fuck Andrew?” Kevin teases quietly, turning to kiss Neil’s temple.

“M-Maybe,” Neil breathes out, whining high in the back of his throat as Andrew raises up and then slowly lowers himself back down.

“You should watch him fuck himself, instead,” Kevin murmurs, running his hand up Neil’s chest before grabbing his jaw. “Open your eyes, Neil. Come on.”

Neil shivers, his nails biting into Andrew’s waist as he slowly peeks his eyes open. The second he catches sight of Andrew’s face – brow furrowed, jaw dropped, a bright flush creeping down his neck, Neil immediately screws his eyes shut again. He bucks his hips up, gasping out Andrew’s name as the blond collapses against his chest.

“Do that again Neil.”

“Fuck,” is all he can reply, shifting beneath Andrew and securing his grip before giving a solid thrust upwards. He sets a steady pace, head thrown back against Kevin's shoulder. Every thrust is accented by a quiet, barely there moan that Andrew tries muffling against Neil's chest. Kevin lets them have a few minutes, Neil having to pause and readjust his grip every so often. When Andrew's noises start growing in volume, Kevin lifts Andrew's head so his chin is resting against Neil's shoulder. He puts the blunt between Andrew's lips and carefully lights it, watching small clouds billow out every time Neil thrusts in especially hard. When he pulls it away, Kevin leans forward and slowly connects their lips, licking his way into Andrew's mouth. This time Andrew is the reason most of the smoke escapes, moaning loudly as Neil starts moving his hips in a half circle every time his own come flush with the backs of Andrew's thighs.

Neil makes a quiet sound and grabs Andrew's jaw, pulling him from Kevin to crash their mouths together as he gives a last few thrusts inside before spilling into the condom. Andrew slowly sits up, cupping Neil's face gingerly as they rest with their foreheads together, gasping each other's air, occasionally managing to kiss the other briefly.

"Andrew?" Kevin asks quietly as he ashes the blunt. "Want another orgasm?"

"Five orgasms is so many," Andrew pants, but he grabs Kevin's wrist sitting on his thigh and directs it between his legs.

""F-Five!?" Neil manages, grabbing Andrew's jaw to turn him back to make eye contact.

"You're... really good at fucking me," Andrew whispers, eyes fluttering shut as Kevin settles the heel of his palm against his dick, fingers slotted on either side of Neil's cock still buried in his cunt.

"He's so fucking good," Kevin agrees, rubbing in small circles, slowly building Andrew up, "He kept grinding against me and I came in my pants like a fucking teenager."

Neil chokes on a sound, hands flying to Andrew's hips before he's fucking up into him again, trembling between both men.

Andrew makes a shaky sound, trying to peek up at Kevin. "Y-You just got him to cum twice... fucking hell, Kevin. You're not allowed weed. It makes you too p-po-Oh, fuck!"

Kevin is grinning, too smug for his own good but oh so fucking well deserved, well earned, as he shifts his hand and gently strokes his fingers against either side of Andrew's dick, milking him through his orgasm as he kisses across his nose and cheeks. Neil is rubbing his back, still breathing hard, shifting and moaning quietly at the way Andrew is clenching around his cock. "D--"

"I know, sorry," Andrew whispers, shifting in his lap before lifting himself just enough for Neil's cock to slip free. Kevin pulls the condom off carefully and ties it off before tossing it onto an old newspaper on the coffee table.

"Nap time?"

"We need to clean up--" Andrew starts, trying to open his eyes as he shifts on Neil's lap, but Kevin grabs his hips and still his movements.

"No, it's okay. Let's rest and then we can all shower together."

"Your clothes..." Andrew says, denying to heaven above and hell below that he whines about the idea of Kevin being uncomfortable.

"It's okay. I'm comfortable. My head is fuzzy. I want to enjoy this."

Andrew nods and tucks his face against the curve of Neil's neck before dropping his hands lower to hold Kevin's waist. "Okay. Wake me up when it's time to move."

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aleksa-sims · 11 months ago

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RL Simself Story ( 18+)

CW: pregnancy

I was on my way to a clinic to cancel my pregnancy. I wasn’t sure?? I called Nico, but he didn’t hear his phone. He was playing soccer. I thought N. didn’t care about me and our Baby. But he's gonna call me back soon... I was on the road, as already mentioned. Daniel’s and my apartment was close, so I spontaneously decided to go..... home.😔... My appointment to this clinic was only in an hour, which was enough time for me to stop by my apartment.

I thought maybe I was lucky and Daniel’s home? I mean, I knew this wasn’t the case. Would be a miracle if he had been there. But yea, anyway. I just wanted to see our place again. I missed it sm. I don’t know what I had in mind??? I-... I just had to.

Once I was inside, my phone buzzed. It was Sandra! She sent me a voice message.

Sandra knew what I was going to do. Last night I talked to her and Ana about it. My pregnancy! They both tried to cheer me up and said, no matter how I decide, they're gonna be there for me. Still, somehow S. seemed to feel like I was making a... mistake?... In short, she begged me NOT, to go to that clinic. She said something about Liam and that my Baby also wants to be born... Please don’t do it, don’t do it A.! These were the last words of her voice message.

Just two minutes later, my Grams called me!! She didn’t know what I was up to, she thought I was going to work.

Me: Hey Grama. What's up?

Grams: You forgot your entry card to the office. How are you gonna get into the building?

Me: Ahhm...yea! The doorman will help me.... But... agh, Grams! I don't want to lie to you. I’m not in the office, I’m still on sick leave.

Grams: But-... why did you leave the house so early, bella? It’s not even 8 in the morning.

Me: I have an appointment with the doctor at 9 am. I-

Grams: Oh, don’t forget to ask your doc about vitamins! Folate. You know, honey? That's important for your Baby. You see, you can rely on me! I’ll take care of you and your little one, don’t worry, A.!

Me: ................. (I thought about my baby) 🥹

Grams: A.?.... You still there, bella?

Me: Yes! You know what? I’ll take care of everything, Grams, I’ll call you in a few hours back. Love you.

While I was on the phone with my grama, Sandra’s message was still going through my head.... I suddenly got a...... kind of connection to my Baby. I know this sounds like I’m crazy, but I swear, it felt like my Baby was.... talking to me? I started grinning, so it must have been funny. I touched my belly and felt joy & love inside me. And you know what? I knew it was a boy. ❤️ 💙

Now that I was sure I wanted and will keep my Baby, I felt much better. I was so happy, you know?🥹... Anyway, I thought I would use the time I have now to clean up my apartment. Actually, everything was clean, no one was here for weeks. But I wanted to do something, change it a bit. I wanted to get rid of those.... sad vibes, I was feeling here. I even played with the idea of staying here? Let's see! First I took a shower and changed. I wanted to put on something comfortable to get started!! I still had some of my clothes here just like Daniel. I took a shirt that belonged to him. It still smelled of him, which made me sad again, so I took it off and continued my work. In the living room & kitchen, I didn’t have much to do. Except for dusting and some vacuuming. But for our bedroom, I had big plans! I wanted to sleep in my bed without constantly feeling like I was missing Daniel, so I changed it a bit. We still had the headboard from the previous bed here. I simply replaced it without fixing it to the wall or the bed, it was not necessary. If Daniel comes back and doesn’t like it, he can change that. For me, it was perfect. 🤷‍♀️ After washing the sheets and curtains that were in the bedroom, I went to the roof to hang them.

Normally I never went to our roof without Daniel, because I’m afraid of................agh, well you know? Birds! 🫣I’m not really scared! I just find them gross! I mean pigeons! That’s why I did it fast and didn’t meet any pigeon. A raven came by briefly, but ravens are pretty clever animals! They do not approach us humans. They only look at us from a safe distance. At least the ravens around here. Yea, I really appreciate that about ravens.

Finally, the hard work was almost done and so I!! 😰 I took a little break on my freshly made bed. I asked myself why I did all this today? I don’t live here anymore! Even if I thought about staying here, this was not really something I could do. The day after tomorrow I’m going to apply for divorce. Tbh, I cleaned everything up for Daniel today. I wanted him to have it nice when he comes back home. I did this for him, not for myself. 😞😢 Why did he leave me? What did I miss? Where is he? Why isn’t he coming home? All these question marks and the work I did here today made me tired. I fell asleep....

And then I saw him again, like the other day in my dream. This time it was very different, it was a memory, the last days with him before Daniel left. I noticed something! When I did our laundry today, I was wearing Daniel’s shirt. The one he was wearing on that damn pic with Irena. This shirt, was here all the time!!! That means, Daniel didn’t see Irena after he left! And Alex said the same to me. I mean his letter. Anyway, Daniel must have seen Irena these last few days just before he left!! Why did Daniel want to see Irena? What did he want from her and why was he so upset the last 3 days with me? I’ve been dreaming about that last night with him. Daniel was so devastated. He looked lost, sad & he was even scared, I think, but he just couldn’t tell me what was wrong or what he did, what happend?... I had the feeling, Irena had something to do with all this. I need to talk to her!

After I woke up, I called Dominick. Irena won’t talk to me, so Dominick’s gonna have to help me. Irena has known him for years. She trusts him. Before she even met Daniel, she already knew Dominick. That’s how she met Daniel, she saw him hanging with Dominick.

Also as you know, Alex planned to come to me, this was yesterday. But unfortunately I missed it, I was too late. 🤦‍♀️ I wasn’t feeling well and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to go out alone. I called Alex but couldn’t reach him. Anyway, Alex will come to me tomorrow. He read my message and knew I was in my apartment.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #cw pregnancy #tw pregnancy

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envihellbender · 2 months ago

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An immobile feedee accidentally crushes their feeder to death

Rating: Explicit

Characters: Aspen, Damien (OCs)

Content: death feedism, feedee/feeder, fictional Reddit post

Summary: Gainer influencer tells the story about their dead feeder on AITA of all places.

r/AmITheAsshole

u/fatasspen [deactivated]

AITA for sleeping on top of my (29nb) partner (22m)? [Asshole]

So this is such a stupid thing but my partner’s family won’t let it go and are threatening legal action so I just wanna know if I’m actually in the wrong or not. I’m really certain I’m not but let’s see. Give it to me Reddit!

So, full disclosure I am 759lbs and something of an influencer in the weight gain community, I’m not a sex worker, I don’t do porn. I just show off my meals, you know that sort of thing. (I’m fatasspen on the gram & TikTok if anyone’s curious.) My partner, Damien, was reeeeally into it too. He actually used to feed me on camera, cook for me, film me, edit for me - he was the best. I really miss him! Anyway, his family never really got our lifestyle, used to make snide remarks when we went over for Christmas and Thanksgiving dinner and he’d hand feed me and insist on weighing me afterwards (said it was inappropriate. It’s not like we were fucking on the table?!!)

Anyway, so here’s what happened. Last night after he’d made me the best meal, stuffed me, and we did a good few videos, we started to get a little silly. I cannot stress enough that I was so full I couldn’t physically move at this point, but Damien loved feeling my weight on top of him! I have so many videos of him begging me to do it. He sometimes did it to feel safe, especially after phone calls with his mom and dad FYI. So he asked me to roll on top of him again, right? Hes begging me, he’s all “please Mama, I need to feel your flab all around me.” And I said sure but he has to help because he’s stuffed me soooo good. So he gets me on the hoist (we have our apartment filled with different mobility stuff for me to get around) and pulls me up. Then he lies down as he has done before and lowers me on top of him. Only this time it kinda went wrong. I knew it did instantly cause I heard a loud snap and some crunching noises, and he was really quiet, my Damien was never quiet. Maybe I should’ve moved then, cause I could feel how still he was underneath my huge, gigantic ass but … I was exhausted and stuffed. It’s not like I could’ve called an ambulance. Plus I was pretty sure he was dead so, he wasn’t gonna be any less dead if I called them then.

Whatever, so I call the ambulance in the morning after I wasn’t so stuffed and could roll off him, and I guess I kinda fucked hobby telling them I just woke up with him beneath me. I was so touched when I saw his corpse, he had a smile on his face and cum splattered over his belly. So he clearly was having a good time when he went. Anyway, so when his mom and dad found out they were furious. The hospital and police are investigating me because apparently it looks suspicious but I told them he was clearly having fun! I think they were made cause I guess his body rotted and got a little gross.

His parents have been calling me non-stop, screaming at me and telling me I killed their son. The cops have interviewed me and are opening up this whoooole investigation for no reason. We were two consenting adults who engaged in kink, we loved each other. His death was a tragic accident and I am very much mourning him too. Now his mom is even trying to stop me going to the funeral?? Can you believe that shit???

Anyway, Reddit… AITA?

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u/mustardpackets72:

So I looked them up and something they left off was they posted photos of Damien after the event on their Instagram. Doesn’t look like he’s been rotting at all in it, but he does in the morning after ones. Fucking disgusting behaviour. I hope your fat ass gets the chair, OP. YTA.

u/remorsehorse replied:

Yeah I scrolled down and Damien looks starved and is bruised to hell. I don’t think he was there consensually…

u/stuffedworm64:

Grossest thing I’ve ever read… not convinced this isn’t fake and you’re not jacking it to this right now OP. YTA.

u/remorsehorse replied:

Its real …. Look at their socials. Yikes.

u/toastedpoptarts428

Okay so, I used to be a big fan of u/fatasspen before they met Damien and honestly none of this surprises me at all. I’m not sure why they’re lying, they have plenty of videos that are definitely porn. And it’s not like any of their fans are looking for anything different. Sure, I signed up to their Patreon and even paid for some custom content, I’m a freak whatever. I’m sure a lot of you have weirder fetishes so I’m just going to skip past that part. They’ve always had this image of the big fat mama who wants a cute feeder they can dominate and keep as a slave but it was always portrayed as like… a fantasy thing? Or so I thought until Damien appeared. In the first video on Patreon something didn’t look right, they introduced him as their new boyfriend. Except he wasn’t conscious. He was knocked out on a bed. Fatasspen said that it was just because he was so exhausted after a stuffing and fucking session. I got the ick immediately, I couldn’t explain it at the time. I commented asking about it but their fans shouted me down saying it was probably just a fantasy and to stop ruining the vibe.

At first Damien wasn’t really there. He was talking on camera a little solemnly but nothing too worrying. When he started showing up in pictures though is when I got really freaked out. His pupils were blown so much you couldn’t see his irises. He constantly had such bad bruising and cuts, his hair was greasy and whenever he spoke on camera his voice was really slurred. Me and a few others commented this and wanted FatAsspen to explain if it was a fantasy or not. We said if it was we’d shut up! Their little posse harassed us and eventually I got blocked from their Patreon, Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok. I tried reporting them but nothing came of it, and I didn’t know their address or name beyond Aspen (which may or may not be a pseudonym.)

I’m really sad it’s had this ending, and also… this isn’t the first partner they’ve had, it’s just the first one to help with their videos.

#envi writes #death feedism #feedee/feeder #extreme weight gain #immobile fatty #oc aspen #oc Damien

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snoopmary · 2 years ago

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I realize it’s THE SUN but it annoyed me

No idea who said this and it reads as a half-baked, inexperienced publicist frantically trying to protect an actress at the direction of her managers, but you know, it’s got my professional back up.

I frankly doubt this is even one of Sweeney’s people working on her behalf because that girl isn’t stupid and her team is better than that at this shit. They’d just drop a line or two to Deux Moi and Page 6, not the Sun. that’s not her audience.

Disclaiming: No one not involved knows the story and I frankly don’t care who is with whom but this SUN article ticked me off so I’m going to vent right now.

Humour me and let me deconstruct this article for all the many PR oops in it:

Quote 1:

"[Sweeney] doesn't want or need this attention and, to be frank, this is Glen's problem for letting his relationship with Gigi get out of control and for being so public about his personal life on social media."

Pretty sure GP didn't expect his apparently now-ex girlfriend to go passive-aggressive bunny-boiler (yes, I said it and I am so not sorry) on the ‘gram and try to impact the career he's busted his ass trying to build. Those posts? Human scorned shit has a short shelf life and always backfires on the person who goes low in Hollywood. See also Brad and Angelina at the moment.

Two mistakes: blaming the guy for his ex publicly pulling shit on her personal instagram while blaming the guy for also leaving what clearly became an unpleasant relationship, while also implying he should have ‘controlled’ his ex and was responsible for parenting her behavior online!

Sympathy is going to turn towards Powell if it turns out there really is nothing going down but acting to sell the movie happening and this article will age really poorly.

Also: the extent of his being public was, this is my girlfriend. [shares photo, red carpet thing]. Pretty sure that has been the exact same extent of Sweeney’s stuff with her BF, who by the by - and yes, I am going there - Sweeney’s supposed BF is 39. She is 25. If they have been together for 5 years, she was 20 and he was 34 when they hooked up. 14-year age difference.

He could have babysat her before he got his high school diploma. Just saying. The ick is strong with this one, IMHO, and the public (esp the woke part) post-me-too is not fond of that, optically speaking. They aren't the great Leo DiCaprio and people are even tired of that crap from him now.

QUOTE 2:

"If she and Glen were closer, she'd tell him to handle his problems privately instead of letting them bleed into social media," the pal added to The U.S. Sun. "But the fact is, she and Glen don't have much of a personal relationship at all beyond the making of this movie.”

Most people don’t have a personal relationship with people they just met. Weird how that works, yeah? Except she also hung out with his sisters, his niece and nephew, and his parents while shooting an extremely R-rated sex comedy with him with nudity and an intimacy coordinator.

So from their perspective, I guess that means Powell probably would have been okay with an apparently strictly professional acquaintance [activating sarcasm font] criticizing him for his angry ex-girlfriend going passive vindictive on instagram for attention.

We’re all fine with ‘near-strangers’ doing that to us, aren't we? ::insert eyeroll::

QUOTE 3:

"Glen's real-life girlfriend problems are now infecting how people will perceive this project before they've even had the chance to market it.”

Oh, honey. No. No, sweet summer child. No.

The *only* reason *anyone* is talking about this project is BECAUSE of the chemistry between Glen and Sydney. Otherwise, it’s just another rom-com. Now it’s - as Lainey pointed out - ShoWest Mr and Mrs Smith territory.

It’s a rom-com, the believability of the leads doing the rom-ing IS the market strategy.

The PR teams at Sony are loving this because they could not have begged for better press for this flick, even if this pushed JLaw, Denzel, and the Barbie movie off the front pages of the news cycle. Everyone has actually heard this film is coming out now and will probably be dying to see what the what is about it. Wouldn’t be surprised if this got fast-edit for October now.

QUOTE 4:

"It's distracting and annoying as hell and Sydney loathes that she's been publicly dragged into this."

If *that* was Loathing in Las Vegas, then she is a much better actress than I and most of the film industry have given her credit for. Period.

Lastly:

I said it before and I’ll say it again: no man has his sister and her family with young kids, his parents, and his other sister and her BF around AND screws around on his girlfriend in front of them. In fact, I kinda suspect he had them there in order to try and prevent this kind of story because who screws around on their GF in front of their immediate family? He had them down there to avoid this and guess what, it backfired. Why?

Gigi wanted a bit of satisfaction for not getting to be Hangman’s WSO any longer because who TF in the entertainment industry cares who Gigi Paris is when she isn’t Glen Powell’s girlfriend? {Hate me but you know I am right!]

If she hadn’t said a damn thing when they split, none of this news coverage would exist and no one who didn’t follow Glen Powell would have ever heard her name.

Let me tell you how the industry is going to see this situation in about a week:

Glen Powell’s now ex-girlfriend - a model who, while attractive, is just a model among many in LA and NYC - did not handle it well when their rocky relationship finally ended. Despite the brouhaha, Glen Powell showed up and worked his ass off (despite the personal tumult and embarrassment) to sell the movie he was paid to make while he's being dragged through the mud. And he was a consummate professional and he didn't sink to anyone’s level either.

The chemistry with his blonde-of-the-moment co-star Sydney Sweeney (see also Margot Robbie/Will Smith and JLaw/Helmsworth) was hot enough to dominate the entertainment social news cycle globally for 48 hours now because everyone was interested in a rom-com where people actually had chemistry. (Ghosted is bad, Your Place or Mine was worse, and the best part about The Lost City was Daniel Radcliffe and Sandra Bullock’s scenes together.)

And after all that: Powell still showed up to do prep for Twisters in Oklahoma without being a dramatic diva about the shitstorm his life became in April 2023 because he left a dead-end relationship?

Producers are loving what they’re seeing from him. Family-oriented, clean-cut gentleman who can handle his emotions and still work? Christmas came early!

Whoever this “friend” of Sweeney’s is, it would have been better for them to have kept their mouth shut and let this fade out quietly. That piece did her no favours, especially after that red carpet in Vegas because whoever did that just tried to throw her co-star under the bus to explain it all away and all the other actors in the industry are going to remember that.

And that is the way I see that SUN piece.

#glen powell #sydney sweeney

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docnomore · 8 months ago

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Alarm went off at 5 this morning (my day off) so I could be at the VA when the doors opened at 8. Not my favorite place to hang out. It’s like the VFW post minus the alcohol. Monstrously huge, old guy, begging people to talk to him. Sitting at the opposite end of the waiting room. Sorry, I’m not That guy. Engaging means being close enough to see his mouth. Guy sitting next to me wearing a Marine Corps baseball cap. Pointed at my knee brace and asked if I know how to get rid of it. Told him, yeah, either an ax or a chainsaw. Started telling me about his new knee. His story, an aircraft accident in the Navy. Asked me mine. Told him a helo crash in 1984. Two surgeries on the right and one on the left. The left is bone on bone. Asked about disability percentage. His is 100%. Told him mine is 10% for Tinnitus. Tinnitus I never mentioned other than to suspend the audio gram a moment until the noise in my head dissipated. Everyone in the waiting area was stunned (good word?). Told them I’ve asked for redress three times and three times was told to take a hike. Seems everyone else there has 100%.

The “doctor” of Audiology is a sweet, well meaning young woman. She had 15 minutes set aside just for me - as a hearing aid repair visit. Asked her to look in my ears and tell me how much fluid is behind the eardrums. She couldn’t tell if there is any. I can feel it sloshing about when I tilt my head, bend over etc.. My hearing improves and declines with position changes. All, fluid related. She used a suction machine to check patency. Said my ear drums are very stiff. Told her that’s because they’re all scar tissue. Asked her if I could see an ENT. She said I would have to go through my primary. Through the VA, I have no primary. 10% doesn’t get you a primary. Asked her why she got into Audiology. Told me her father was a Vietnam vet who had hearing loss. As a child, she watched him fade away. Totally disengaged because he couldn’t hear well enough to understand. I raised my hand. I understand. Given the environment, I do the same. Finished up with her, then went down stairs to Alpha Desk where one checks in to see their primary. Handed him my drivers’ license. He scheduled me an appointment for 25 July. And the kicker, Audiology isn’t supposed to see me without prior approval from Primary. They’ve been seeing me for about two years, maybe three.

So, here I am again this evening with more ear drainage. Such a wonderful feeling.

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denialandavoidance · 1 year ago

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i am begging you just use grams

#it speaks #god.

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starvette · 1 year ago

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T 25/90 || K2 || GF = K + 8

Am I struggling on my Kitavan diet? A bit yes, already. Planning meals meticulously far ahead helps. Just gotta have funding and stay mindful and present, and focused, and plan. I got discount soybean fettuccine. A hundred grams of that has forty five grams of protein. I won't have to have anything else for the day. Well, I should shred some of that cabbage into new kaleslaw. I think I'll just write a lot about food now. I exported the most aesthetic quotes from Marya's book to my email. During difficult moments I shall reread those.

There's a sun crisis. It's not coming out of the damn clouds! I looked at the forecast and they're saying it won't come back for the entirety of July?! This is actually catastrophic.

I think I'll need to stop buying berries. They're just too delicious. I can't stop eating right now. Just woke up at four in the morning. I dreamt about guiltily buying cake (it was a cherry chocolate type of situation). Bingewatched pictures of cake and Claire Saffitz baking cookies. Then more Titan. Pictures of sundaes and banana splits. Just very very very very very very lazy today. Sat for like five hours straight.

At noon or so I was presented with A Cat. I was meant to take care of him for a day. He snores with every inhale. We slept together. It was all nice. Until late at night when he started begging to go outside. Looks like cats do understand what's behind that entrance door! It's a relief. I heard booms of thunder as I was making my soybean fettuccine. I finished it and opened the window to watch the lightning show with cat but alas he immediately jumped down outside. I had to finish my fettuccine that I worked for so hard before going after him. It was just five minutes. You already know how fast I can wolf down a bowl of pasta. And by then he was nowhere to be found. Clearly, no desire to return home. Then, a terrible shower started.

For a couple days now I've lost my fin fear and have been applying it to my arms and, ahem, nipple. I put the microscope out of my mind until the 30th. I'll see if I can get those photographs taken by some pro at a clinic. Besides, I've got my control nipple (which I'm not afraid to show) and control arm. I'm going through Derek's amazing lectures and wishing I could just download them all to my brain. He said he can get all the molecules he wants pretty easily. I felt like a stupid little baby hearing that. Mairi said I wouldn't get scarring. Maybe I can bypass this whole drug route. But then again I don't trust anyone.

Fucking hate this diet. There's even no more cheapy legume pasta at LIDL. Things I can eat: Legume pasta (the only thing I actually *like*), chia pudding (the best vehicle for collagen), frozen veggie mix, veggie soup with soy croutons, seasoned lentil cakes with olive oil, nutritional yeast on everything, nuts and seeds by themselves, olives with health crackers (expensive), cherry tomatoes, avocado just by itself?! (I won't be seeing fish roe again until my next lifetime so forget about that avoroe delicacy), kaleslaw or some other nasty salad, TOFU (god bless her), salmon, I don't know if tuna ever again...I can't think of anything else. Beans and friends. Although I did read that people started cultivating those around the same time as grains so really why are legumes so much better?! I am technically allowed berries too but I'm so miserable that I can't help gobbling the entire 400 gram pack down right away which is not how they're meant to be consumed at this time. Those frozen bitches are at peak ripeness and *very* sweet. Well, and then there is coffee and teas, and my fake and gay almond milk. I was also looking at three ingredient vegan keto cookies but I don't know if I should be using xylitol right now. Not to mention the pricetag. Time has slowed down. Maybe that's exactly what I needed. After all it had sped up so much I had to start writing this blog.

If I can manage this for any meaningful length of time, then I would later be adding in potatoes and corn, berries, and maybe grapefruits. Oh, and oatmeal? After I'm done with three months of no gluten? Ha. I think I'll always be afraid of whole wheat unless I test it with a CGM. Which costs money.

Yesterday I was looking at deep sea fish and I read that at least one of them could go five years without eating. It helps to imagine myself as a deep sea fish that eats disgusting slimy organic matter - anything at all with nutrients, the raw building blocks of life. I read of another fish that can live for up to two hundred years in complete darkness. I wonder what the hell do you do with such a life. I think these fish must be very enlightened.

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phoenixyfriend · 2 years ago

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Hey I have some photos for you all! Also, the above stove is not twice my age; it is merely a decade or so older than me (late eighties, whereas I'm mid-nineties).

This is the only available balance/scale, which actually is twice my age, as it is older than my father (this thing is from the early/mid sixties, so it's closing in on six decades old if it isn't already there). It is not very good at finely-tuned weight adjustments. There might be rust. I do battle with it every time I use it.

Here is the only volumetric I have, a 1 liter measuring 'cup' that has... several sets of measures:

Had to use a can of coffee for contrast on the measuring cup but the translations (bottom word is in latin alphabet).

Pirinac: rice (measured in grams or ounces) Brasno: flour (measured in grams or ounces) Litar: volume (milliliters) Secer: Sugar (measured in grams or ounces)

Keep in mind that different types of rice/flour/sugar are going to weigh different amounts, so having a volumetric try to approximate weight is not helpful! Long grain rice weighs differently from round grain! Whole wheat is heavier than white flour! Caster sugar is going to weigh differently from granulated! If you're a volumetric then just have everything in milliliters, I am begging, what is going on with this measuring cup, it is for estimated quantities only.

Would anyone like a controversial baking opinion?

Baking recipes in imperial measurements are actually more internally consistent than recipes in metric.

90% of Imperial recipes are standardized to be volumetric.

You do measure some things by weight in imperial recipes, but that's mostly on the cooking side, not the baking one. When things are mass-based, it's usually items that are pre-measured (e.g. bars of baking chocolate tend to tell you their weight in oz and you can easily measure it by way of math since they're molded into a grid already).

But other than a few specific things, basic recipes for baking are volumetric.

Water? Cups. Flour? Cups. Sugar? Cups. Vanilla? Tablespoons. Salt? Teaspoons. Baking soda/powder? Teaspoons. Spices? Teaspoons.

You have two rings of measuring cups and spoons, and a knife to level off? You are grand.

Metric recipes you gotta switch between volumetric (liquids) and mass (dry ingredients), and it is very frustrating when your only scale is 50 years old and of questionable quality.

(You do have more weight-based measurements in cooking, though, like Meats and Legumes.)

The reason this is relevant to me rn is that I am at my grandmother's in Serbia and. There are no measuring cup/spoon sets to purchase. Of the below, only the single big clear cup is available, but not the measuring cup/spoon sets, which is what I'm used to:

And the only kind of scale my grandma has is probably twice my age, and looks kind of like this but more banged up and with more slide-y bits:

So I am in a bit of a bind as far as measuring non-liquid items goes.

Also her oven, which is also significantly older than me, has no temperature markings. At all.

#a friend said grams are better for super precise recipes and I need to point at my available scales for measure and say No #personal #baking

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unknown-lifeform · 5 years ago

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American recipe: use two cups of flour, half a cup of butter, two-thirteenth of a cup of sugar

Me, lining up all the cups I have in my house: which cup? Which cup do you want me to use? Which one is it? Tell me

#i am begging you to use normal units #you don't even have to make it in grams just give it to me in ounces and i will figure it out #please

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the-precious-sugar-chan · 2 years ago

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Diabolik Lovers ZERO Floor 7. Mini drama

Vampire’s late night snack.

Voice Actor: Tomoaki Maeno Character: Kino Audio: [ Here ] Duration: 12:09

Note: I haven’t seen any translation of this tokuten (though if there’s any, I’m sorry! I couldn’t find it OTL) So I decided to make my own– It’s a cute scenario about teaching Kino how to cook ♥ Enjoy!

✩. ·͙ *̩̩͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩̥͙ 　✩　*̩̩̥͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩͙ ‧͙ . . ·͙ *̩̩͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩̥͙ 　✩　*̩̩̥͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩͙ ‧͙ . ✩

[00:01]

You’re reading when Kino furiously opens the door and comes in.

Kino: Seriously, I can’t believe it!

The door closes.

Kino: What does he mean, “You can’t, Kino”!? What does he think I am!?

You ask what happened.

Kino: It doesn’t matter what happened! I just offered myself to cook too this time. And what do you think Yuuri told me!? He said that I can’t cook! But I know how to cook! I just don’t do it often.

You ask if they argued.

Kino: We didn’t argue… Well, it’s normal, I never enter the kitchen because Yuuri usually does everything. But he doesn't have to refuse like that! [He scratches the back of his head] Ahh, it pisses me off…! I have to prove him wrong, somehow.

[01:05]

Kino: Right… You’re quite skilled in cooking, aren’t you?

You already know what he’s thinking.

Kino: Yes, that’s right. Teach me how to cook.

You hesitate.

Kino: … Are you going to say that I can’t, as well?

You try to tell him that it’s already late.

Kino: It doesn’t matter how late at night it is, does it?. Besides, I’m a vampire, if anything this is the time when I eat.

You are about to say something else.

Kino: A~ahhh… You're hurting me. Now you have to do something to ease this pain. [He steps closer] So? Where do you want me to sink my fangs in? Maybe you want it to hurt a lot, so I won’t hold back at all to suck your blood.

You try to dialogue.

Kino: I won’t wait. So, where do you want me to suck your blood from…? Ah, maybe your ear is a good spot. It’s a sensitive spot, it will be very painful for sure…

You beg him not to.

Kino: Then… You will teach me, right? I don’t care what dish it is.

You finally agree to teach him.

Kino: Yes, yes… You should’ve said that from the start. [He moves away] Then let’s go to the kitchen. By the way, make sure it’s something I can make and that looks fancy too.

[02:50]

–later ; in the kitchen–

Kino: … You took out all these random ingredients... Some weird veggies and… cheese? So, what are we making with this?

You won’t tell him just yet.

Kino: You’ll tell me when we’re done? Well, that’s fine. Just this once I will follow your orders. So, what do we do first?

You give him something.

Kino: What is… this…? … Eh!? A lotus root? This is how it looks?

You cut a slice.

Kino: Ah, you’re right. It looks more like a lotus root after you cut it. I just have to chop it into slices, right?

You correct him.

Kino: Eeeeh…? These orders are getting annoying. Yeah, yeah. I will cut thin slices.

You give him another instruction.

Kino: 100 grams!? How am I supposed to know how much 100 grams of lotus root is!? Can you stop making your orders so hard?

He reluctantly grabs a knife.

Kino: I’ll just do what I can. [He starts chopping it, then shows you] Like this?

You tell him it’s good.

Kino: I guess. Naturally, I know how to use a knife. So? What’s next?

You turn the stove on.

Kino: Ah, you’re boiling this? ... The oil is making a good sound. Can I throw in the lotus root now?

You tell him how.

Kino: Again with your weird requests… I get it. I have to place them flat and cook them from both sides, right?

Kino cooks for a while.

[5:07]

Kino: Yes, they look good! They are cooked and they smell pretty nice. What do we do next?

You give him something else.

Kino: … Are these leftovers? Is it okay to put these? Alright, then I’ll put the small pieces of bacon… also the tomato ones… and some green pepper slices… Mm! It looks very colorful! As expected of me. Since we’re doing this well, let's add konpeito too. I like them! [He takes some out of the jar] See? They are shiny and pretty, and I like their star shape. Let’s add these in!

You stop him.

Kino: Eeeeeh? Stingy. Fine. So? What now?

You bring something else.

Kino: Oh? That’s melting cheese… Ehhh? If we put that in, all the colors will disappear… Ah, right, we have to cut it into small pieces first. Let’s add the cheese, then… It’s melting, it’s melting! Ah~ It already looks delicious!

You tell him to put the lid on.

Kino: Yeees. I’ll cover this then. [He covers the food with the lid] So now we just have to wait, right? We already had dinner and I’m getting hungry again. Well, I’m a vampire so it doesn’t matter whether I eat or not. But I can’t wait until it gets done…

[7:04]

–later–

He takes the lid off.

Kino: Woah~! It looks very tasty! The smell is already telling, it’s going to be delicious. … Is it done?

You nod and give him a plate.

Kino: Yay! It’s finally done! An easy-to-make lotus root Pizza!

You realize he found out on his own.

Kino: I can tell that it’s a pizza, though it’s the first time I see lotus root slices used at the bottom like this. Hey, let’s taste it before showing it to Yuuri! Now that it’s done it’s hard for me to wait any longer…

You agree.

Kino: Fu~, then, thank you for the meal!

Kino takes a bite.

Kino: Huff, huff. Mm!! What’s this!? No way… This is too good!

You ask him if he likes it.

Kino: Yeah! A lot! It’s crunchy thanks to the lotus root, and even though they are thin slices it gives such an intense smell. It’s like veggie chips? I like how the melted cheese balances everything too. It’s best to eat it while it’s still hot! It’s so cool, it looks like a cheese fondue with small veggie pieces all over it! Also, the lotus root is full of bacon flavor! The oil from the meat makes all the flavors spread in your mouth…! [He takes another bite] Mmm!! So tasty~~!!

You’re glad he likes it.

Kino: Mhm. As expected, you chose the best recipe. It’s both tasty and easy to make, just what I wanted!

[8:58]

You bring something else to the table.

Kino: Eh? Is that… jello? … Ah! It has konpeito inside! Uwah~ So beautiful… It’s like the stars are shining…

You ask if he likes it.

Kino: Of course I do! I was wondering earlier what you were making, so this is it… You actually listened to my request. You are very nice, after all. Just like a good wife.

You blush.

Kino: Why are you turning so red now? I wouldn't mind making you my wife right this instant. Hahaha! What's so shocking about it? I can’t get enough of watching your reactions… Anyway! We can talk about that another time. Yuuri will be surprised when he sees this table, I'm sure.

[10:02]

You ask if he’s not angry anymore.

Kino: Hm? Well, I wanted to do this because what Yuuri said annoyed me at first… but there’s another reason why I wanted to cook. I thought I should be a little more independent now… I stopped caring about who’s the master and who’s the servant, you know? I don’t want Yuuri to cook for me forever, so I need to learn.

You giggle.

Kino: Why are you smiling so much? Disgusting. Are you making fun of me?

You shake your head.

Kino: I wonder about that. This is the punishment you get for bothering me. [He grabs some food on his fork] Here. Say “aaah”.

You hesitate.

Kino: You can’t say you don’t want to eat. Open your mouth.

You obey.

Kino: Fufu~ You did it. Here you go, aaaah~ [He feeds you] Isn’t it delicious? That’s because I made it, so make sure to enjoy a~ll of it.

You tell him it’s delicious.

Kino: Right? Now I want to eat too, feed me. Aaaah~ [He eats] Mmm~~ Tasty! If we continue we’ll eat it all… well, whatever. There are some ingredients left so I can make another one. I want to eat my first homemade meal with you… okay?

✩. ·͙ *̩̩͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩̥͙ 　✩　*̩̩̥͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩͙ ‧͙ . . ·͙ *̩̩͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩̥͙ 　✩　*̩̩̥͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩͙ ‧͙ . ✩

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers zero #diabolik lovers translations #diabolik lovers kino #diabolik lovers tokuten #drama cd #english translation #translations #now i'll make a masterlist fr #he's so cute here i cant T_T #kino #dl #+50

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paalove · 3 years ago

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you are a menace for opening my eyes to blackyok oh my god but also I am humbly requesting a little bit of them for your prompt list if/when you feel inspired

thank you anonymous bestie 💖🖤💖🖤

this is... pre-blackyok because im um. im definitely continuing this. this is basically chapter one to the postcanon (well, post-van, pre-rest of finale) blackyok fic that i Will be writing up in full at some point, probably once at least one of my current crop of wips is complete. so for now, no romance as such but the hints are there:

Yok hasn’t had the opportunity to beg anyone to check on his mae before she actually arrives at the (second) hospital, accompanied by the most unexpected person.

She’s crying when they reunite, and he’s crying too – he’s been crying on and off for hours, of course, but these ones are tears of relief. He’s apologising for not calling and she’s scolding him for the apology.

“You should just be resting,” she fusses, “Your sweet friend was nice enough to come and tell me what was going on, that’s enough.”

He looks over her shoulder and repeats, out loud and in sign, “My sweet friend?”

Black looks embarrassed as she turns to him with a smile, nodding.

Yok had forgotten, but parents love Black – it was something Gram had mentioned once, that Black’s girlfriend’s parents adored him nearly as much as Gram’s own, and Yok had found it hilarious for like a week before brushing it off – anyway, Yok’s mae is apparently no exception.

“He told you what was going on?”

That makes her face fall again as she answers, “I’ve seen the news reports. There were some videos.”

Yok swallows and looks at Black again.

“They knew who we all were,” is what Black offers. “She’s the most obvious target if you wanted to go after our loved ones.”

He feels his eyes welling up, mostly because he hears loved ones and thinks, again, of last night. It hurts more than the wound ever did, and that might be a cliché but they become cliché for a reason. It’s with a thick voice that he says, “Thanks, Black.”

Black nods and departs the room.

“Your friend really is sweet,” mae continues when he’s gone, “He must have been practicing saying hello before I opened the door.”

Yok thinks of the moment he burst through a different door last night, kicking them all free and surprising Yok into taking his first full breath since- since P’Dan-

He thinks of that moment, then pictures Black outside his house in the darkness, preparing to do the same all over again.

“Black’s a good friend,” he says, which isn’t exactly what she’d said, but it’s not a compliment he’d punch Yok for.

…

It’s a couple of days before he finds out that he’s the only one of them who’s seen Black since they escaped.

“White’s really worried,” Sean confides in low tones, “Even though he’s sure he’s not…”

“Dead?” Yok answers at the same volume.

Sean nods, looking over at the other three. They’re gathered at a rooftop they used to use for chase tag, in the early days – back when only Black was actually any good at it, so the route here is one that’s still easy for Yok even as he heals – and they’ve been talking about the best approach to turning themselves in, now their names and faces are out there.

White’s taking the lead, but they’re taking a couple of minutes now that he’s explained his ideas, to decide whether they’re all okay with them. Yok’s already decided to agree – they all know that van would never have stopped if White wasn’t a fast thinker, but he knows Gram is more anxious.

He didn’t realise why Black wasn’t here, though, and he says, “I’ve seen him, though.”

Yok explains the hospital visit, and Sean stares at him.

“White!”

He’s over in a second, looking all concerned, but when Yok repeats his explanation it morphs into the wide, proud smile Yok had thought might be reserved for Sean.

“I told you,” White says. “He’ll come back when he’s ready… I just hope it doesn’t take too long.”

As Sean’s putting a comforting hand on White’s shoulder, Yok wonders if he should have mentioned the other times he’s seen Black.

…

There’s a thud behind him and a voice saying, “You should fix your windows.”

Yok shoves his hand through the shower curtain and flips off the space he’s pretty sure Black’s occupying and says, “You dick, what if mae’d been in here?”

“Saw her through the kitchen window. You’re having chicken later.”

Rolling his eyes and washing around the carefully-covered bandages, Yok replies, “You could have come in that way, then. She likes you.”

Silence from outside the shower.

A moment after Yok’s done, the water stopped, a towel’s thrust through the curtain.

“Nah, man,” Yok answers. “If you didn’t want to see my dick you shouldn’t have come in here.”

“My deepest desire,” he hears, followed swiftly by the bathroom door opening and closing.

He snorts.

Sure enough, he emerges to find Black assisting mae in the kitchen.

That night, he’d crashed at Yok’s without even asking, careful to make sure he was on the side opposite to his wound.

Yok stared at Black until he fell asleep; what was he doing?

…

But he can’t bring himself to tell them that part. Sean seems to have forgiven his stupidity, almost costing them everything and for what, in the end, for something only he thought was love? Yok’s not going to think about it. The point is, Sean might have forgiven him, but Yok can’t forgive himself, can’t imagine going to Sean and talking about his feelings any time soon.

Telling White would be even weirder.

“He’ll find you soon,” Yok agrees.

When he gets back and finds Black conversing with Yok’s mae in much-improved sign, he tells Black the same thing – “You’re talking to White. He’s worried.”

Then he kisses his mae on the head and tells on Black, because he suspects that will have more of an impact.

“Black’s been avoiding everyone since I got injured,” he explains, “And his brother’s really worried.”

When she turns a disappointed expression on Black, the mild panic on his face tells Yok that whatever revenge he’s going to experience will be worth it. Over her head, he raises mocking eyebrows at Black, then flees.

It’s the best they’ve ever gotten on, he’s pretty sure. He still hasn’t asked why Black’s been staying, and he doesn’t know if he ever will.

#not me the series #not me #robfic #i love to multiship don't @ me for this 😅#blackyok #EDIT: ao3 link now in tags

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blzzrdstryr · 3 years ago

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Hello ! May I request a yan scaramouche x fatui harbinger reader? This is my first time sending a request, so I'm not sure what else to add..

I thought about answering this with headcanons only, but I like your idea enough, so my brain blurted out a small drabble to accompany them.

Yandere!Scaramouche x fatui harbinger!gn!reader

Scaramouche isn’t a type of person that is easy to please, as he can find fault in almost anything or anyone within a couple of minutes, a contemptuous scowl taking it’s usual place on his face. He dislikes his subordinates - they are stupid and slow and never get his orders right, despite how simple his commands are. He loathes ordinary people - they idle around and get in the way of his business. And, of course, he despises his colleagues - they're crazy and annoying bunch, starting from the battle obsessed ginger idiot and ending with just straight up insane scientist who likes to play god on other fatui underlings.

Not counting you, of course.

You see, there is always some exception from the rule, divergence from the median, unnatural anomaly, you.

It was hard at first, to comprehend that he actually liked you. He felt this weird warmth blooming in his chest as he looked at you, cheeks furiously heating up, and his eyes were searching for your face, and especially your lips, every time you had a meeting together. Every single time.

All it took for him to finally realize his feelings for you was some half serious comment from Childe, the moron joked that Scaramouche looked like a longing maiden, at which the shorter man snapped back with a couple of barbed insults that no doubt hurt Tartaglia’s ego.

Despite understanding his sentiments now, it didn’t make life easier in the slightest sense. On the contrary, Scaramouche was now aware how much in love he was with you - he was annoyed with himself for the first three weeks - and how much power you had over him.

It is frightening to know that he allowed himself to be ruled by his feelings alone like some foolish teen having a first crush. You reduced a great Harbinger to some love obsessed idiot. Scaramouche started to catch himself how hard it is to just stop staring at your form, devouring your face, legs and form with eyes alone, or how angry he gets once anyone other than him talks to you, be it other Harbingers, your underlings or even Tsaritsa herself.

Sometimes a desperate thought makes its way into his mind - to lock you up and hide from the whole world, to be the only person to touch, smell, taste and see you, to be the only one blessed to witness your beauty and hear your voice. Silly notion reappears in his head with a concerning frequency, and he sometimes even entertains it, consumed by his imagination for a far longer time that is healthy

Nonetheless, Scaramouche always has to discard the idea - it is a mad, perverse and unobtainable image - no matter how much he lusts after you and pictures you all good and docile just for him, you are still a Harbinger, his equal in everything, including the power. If only you were some underling or even civilian, then he wouldn’t need to feign indifference in your presence, or stop some of his less than pleasant urges. He could just snatch you and chain you, train to be a good little toy just for him, happy to serve it’s master and owner.

Oh how sweet you would moan and beg under him, how much you would do to please him. Scaramouche could break you and rebuild from scratch, make sure that there is nothing but him in your pretty head, match his obsession with you with a love he would force you to learn. He could be your god and the world, replace everything in your life with his presence alone. Sadly, there’s no way Scaramouche can get away with this when you are his equal.

Fortunately for him, there are ways fatuis even as high and mighty as Harbingers can still lose their title. The easiest one is to disappoint Tsaritsa - fail enough tasks, mess up significant missions or cause an international conflict, you pick it.

It’s a traitorous and dangerous thought - sabotage of the fellow harbinger, something that would prompt his own demotion or even dismissal if someone got wind of what he plans. But, Scaramouche muses, it’s also a game worth playing - he can lose everything if he fails, but he’ll get you if he wins. He just needs to trick you to ruin your reputation and attract the ire of the cryo archon.

“Hello”, he says, approaching you after the usual harbinger gathering, a fake smile plastered on his face: “I want to help you with that mission Tsaritsa gave you”.

You look at him with an unreadable gaze, brows furrowed in contemplation: “Why would you offer your help?”

“I don’t want Tsaritsa or Fatui to be at a disadvantage, this task is really hard. I am not questioning Tsaritsa’s judgement, but Qixing started to be really suspicious of us, especially after that idiot, Tartaglia, almost drowned the whole city”. He tries to keep his usual slightly annoyed, slightly angered manner of talking, hoping that you won’t question him.

It works - “All right”, you nod offering an intel spies have collected, and start introducing him to what you plan to do. He intently listens, feeling how his fake smile grows into a genuine one.

Headcanons

Scaramouche is smitten - his eyes trail you, he takes your every word like a holy scripture, he gets so flustered when you just look his way, yet he never shows it to you, a bored facade appearing every time you pay him even a gram of attention.

You, most likely, won't even be aware of his crush growing into obsession - Scaramouche is a skilled actor, capable of showing thousands of different emotions seconds, effortlessly switching between the masks.

Despite the gentle feelings he has fpr, Scaramouche also possesses much darker urges that he doesn't want to stop.

He is very possessive, getting angry every time you talk with anyone other than him.

He likes to picture you obedient and docile, worshipping him like a God. He thinks he deserves it.

The balance in the power between you two is something that really bothers him - he wants you to be completely dependent on him, vulnerable before any wish and perversion he could subject you to.

Will try to sabotage you as a harbinger in hopes that you lose your title and power.

If you somehow remain infallible to his schemes and plans he will try to actually befriend you.

It's an arduous task, none of the harbingers really like each other enough to build such intimate connections, and both you and Scaramouche know it.

If you have a lesser rank than him, he will try to come off as a well meaning senior. If he is the one with a lesser title, then he will feign ignorance and ask for assistance.

All in all, your fate depends on how smart and cautious you are around Scaramouche. If you are perceptive enough he will have to face one defeat after the other, lessenning his resolve.

Don't think that it will be enough to stop him from trying, though.

#Yandere Scaramouche x reader #Yandere Scaramouche #Yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere x reader #yandere #Scaramouche #Yandere genshin #Yandere genshin x reader #I see a little silhouetto of a man #my writing

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