#or the nice girls at starbucks are gonna turn on me

[this-doesnt-endd]

I am also not feeling the best because of the fact that like nowadays unless im making a conscious effort to do so i cant walk in a straight line and its so embarrasing to me

[faeriegirlf]

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you’d been having a rough day to say the least. you woke up late, starbucks had messed up your order and your red lingerie had bled through your white clothes. and now rafe was just being a dick.

“ i do so much for you alright, f-fuck im a proactive type of person okay? “ he stutters out, floppy bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead. he’d been going off his rocker recently, his dad dying, and sarah going off with those fucking pouges. “ i mean, fuck! i give you my credit card every goddamn day! “ he yells out, emphasizing it by a loud fist to the table

“ you’re jus’ so mean! “ you cry out, eyes turning glossy quickly, “ all you ever do is yell! “ the tears started pouring out before either of you guys could even register.

he sighs upon seeing the tears, “ alright c’mere kid yeah? “ he mumbles out, wrapping him big arms around your back, pulling you into one of those nice, comforting hugs you get from a close relative after not seeing them for a while. “ i-i didn’t mean to upset you okay? “ he whispers with a small kiss to your scalp, “ ‘m just trying to explain, yeah? you stress me out kid, “ he says, all signs of annoyance leaving him

“ o-okay, “ the words leave your mouth as a small whisper. his strong hand goes to your jaw, forcing you to look up at him

“ gonna be good f’me yeah? “ he whispers quietly, pushing you backwards onto his bed. you agree with a small nod

“ uh, good. ‘cus y’know i don’t just let, my girl just be a little brat yeah? gotta show her who her fuckin’ dad is “ he says, the mean tone returning for a moment with a condescending laugh. his hands slowly unbuckling his belt…

[tinytinalifes]

Katsuki would definitely lower his voice at someone he finds attractive/cares about 🌚.

this story gonna be hella long so buckle up!

Don't play the song now.

Monday morning!

"Y/n get your butt down here or your walking to U.A!" You mom yelled from down stairs your eyes widened as you looked at the clock, shit I'm gonna be late! You thought and quickly got out of bed. You made your bed and looked on your dresser, the school uniform. You quickly put it on before running downstairs to see your younger sister siting down at the table with a smirk on her face.

"what?...." You said dryly wondering was she was smirking about. "Oh nothing.... Just finished eating the pancakes..... You should probably, make some toast or some-" her words were cut off by you pining her to the ground with a emotionless expression. "Bro you know it's my first day I'm gonna be hungry!" You said very annoyed and standing back up rolling your eyes taking a piece of bread an toasting it. What's her problem fucking problem dude? you thought taking your toast before walking out of the house waving bye to your sister, she waved back smiling.

Even though your sister would pull things like this you still loved her to death. You quickly ran out the door locking the door and jumping into the car as your mom drove off rambling about how your sister didn't clean the bathroom this week, you zoned out looking out the window. You had gotten accepted by U.A, by recommendation you don't really even know who recommended you but you knew it was one of your dad's friends.

Your mom dropped you off at the gate you got out and put one air pod in just in case you needed to hear something around you, suddenly you saw a girl with short hair about to bump in this guy with blond hair. You quickly used your quirk draining some of the girls energy making her slow down just in time for you to swoop in, quickly take the Starbucks drink out her hand and moving her to the side in one swift movement. You quickly put all her energy back into her.

Play the song!

"o-oh my..... Thank you i-i-i I'm Ochaco Uraraka!" The girl say with an embarrassed smile puting her hand out to shake, which you shook. "No biggie!" You said kindly you glanced at the boy with blond hair and red eyes, he was so handsome you thought you would faint. He just looked at you up and down before mumbling something and walking inside the school. "Uh that's Katsuki bakugo..... I'm guessing your new?" She said softly and bubbly.

You already liked her personality and nodded softly, "uh yeah I'm Y/n L/n.... I'm supposed to go to class 1A..... Could you please show me to that class?" You said softly. Her eyes widened with a smile on her face, "wait oh my gosh that's my class... Of course I can show you around!" She said bursting with excitement and grabbing your hand running into the school with you, you tried your best dodging the people you can, as she ran. You couldn't help but laugh softly at how excited she was, suddenly she stopped at a locker. "This one's yours I'm pretty sure!".

You nodded and put your lock on it then puting the passcode in it opening your locker and putting your things in taking out the essentials before turning to the classroom door where Ochaco was standing she grabbed your hand dragging you into the classroom. Suddenly all eyes were on you, a couple minutes later you were introduced to everyone expect for the blond guy Katsuki, you thought he didn't like you, so you decided to talk to him as you sat in your seat.

"uh hi I'm Y/n L/n.... Nice to meet you" you said softly with a big smile showing your dimples. He looked up at you looking at your dimples, he had an unreadable emotion on his face suddenly a small smirk appeared on his lips. "Katsuki bakugo soon to be number one hero!" He said proudly which you nodded in response. "Uh if you don't mind me asking.... What's your quirk?" You asked softly, he chuckled gosh his laugh was beautiful. "Explosion, I can create explosions from my hands to put it in an easy way for an extra like you" he said confidently.

You couldn't lie that quirk was pretty cool, "uh my quirks being able to drain any amount of energy out of people" you said softly. Suddenly he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, you spent the rest of the morning till Mr. Aizawa came answering all his questions about your quirk. He seemed genuinely curious about your quirk, he listened and hummed softly ever few seconds. As you talked he looked deep into your eyes then would look away flustered.

The class watched silently half listening to you explain your quirk, the other half in complete shock Katsuki wasn't getting bored listening to what your saying, or the fact he didn't even call you a nickname.

THE END!

[hiddenwritingsintheworld]

Midnight Rain Ch. 4

Rich Mans World Series | Man After Midnight Series

Donations | Thoughts & Feelings | Chapter 3

“It was fucking wild Seb. She acted like she was her regular old self again and I just know she’s gonna crash and burn it all to the ground.” Brooke said as she helped Seb cook dinner. “Maybe she is just getting back to her normal self Brooke…why is that such a bad thing? It’s been almost 4 months since she lost her child, why does she have to remain in this constant state of depression and wanting to kill herself?” Seb turned asking her as a thick silence fell over the kitchen. 

“I’m not going to kill myself. I lost my baby, that alone will keep me fighting for some while. I have boxes that need donated, Seb if you could handle that or call Anthony or someone, I don’t care who. Just get someone to take care of it. The rest of the items not being donated will be moved to my new apartment across town.” you said causing both Sebastian and Brooke to turn and look at you. “You two can take over the lease here…I don’t want it any longer.” 

“Y/N…I don’t think that’s such a great idea.” Brooke said walking around the island to you. You looked at her, squaring your shoulders. “While I appreciate everything and I do mean everything you and Sebastian have done for me Brooke, I don’t need pity…I don’t need a mother hen standing over me, making sure I don't cry at the drop of a hat. I need a right hand girl who's going to gut the guy responsible for killing my child. If you can’t provide that service now, then guess what? Move along and I’ll find someone better.” You weren’t vicious in your speech, you were stern. You…you were back. “I packed up….her room as well. Donation boxes are in the hallway, if we could get that taken care of before I get back that would be great. I worked on this all night, I am not changing my mind, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’m going to go meet a friend for coffee, I’ll be back later.” you said as Brooke tried to interrupt you multiple times. 

“Wait, a friend?” It was Sebastian's turn to follow you. “Are you meeting Chris?”  he asked as you grabbed your purse and headed for the hooks that held the keys. “No, I am not. I haven’t spoken to Chris since he left yesterday. I said I was meeting a friend. Not my…” you stopped short before turning to look at Sebastian. “I’m meeting a friend at the Starbucks down the road, if you need me, you may reach me on my cell phone, but unless it’s an emergency, then don’t try to reach me. If I need anything I’ll call you.” you said before snatching up the keys, and walking out the door without another word. 

Sebastian looked at Brooke who stared back at him, “What are you waiting for! Grab your purse and let's go!” he said, huffing out. Like they’d ever let you go out alone to meet someone they weren’t familiar with. 

“So, how are you?” you asked Steve as you both sat in a small circular booth in the back of your favorite coffee shop. Steve smiled while sipping the coffee before looking at you, “I’m good. Better now that we’re having this mini date.” he chuckled as you laughed softly. “A Mini date? If this is considered a mini date…what do you consider a real date?” you asked as he leaned back, smirking at you. “First of all, I’d pick you up, none of this…” he made a motion with his fingers, “driving yourself…you’re a lady, you should be treated as such. Secondly, we’d go to this nice little italian restaurant, I’d rent it out, so it’s just you and I…play romantic music, take our time enjoying dinner, dancing a little. Then, once dinner was done, we’d go for ice cream, then after enjoying an ice cream, I’d be the perfect gentleman and drop you off at your front door, a soft kiss, and then…I’d call you the next day to set up our next date.” he picked up his coffee as his eyes drifted away from you and out the window to your right. 

You stared at him, realizing that you’d never been treated right, Chris never did this, he never treated you like this…you couldn’t recall the last date you went on with him. You smiled and raised your eyebrows as you brought the coffee cup to your lips. “Sounds like you know how to show a girl a good time.” you mumbled out after sipping the hot liquid. You welcomed the burning sensation in your throat, making it difficult to speak for a moment. Steve was incredible, he’d told you about breaking up with his long time girlfriend around 5 months ago, that he’d tried to go out a few times but found the women were really just dating him to get him into bed, which he did not do on the first date. 

Steve also told you about his dog, a golden retriever named Boomer, and his fat orange tabby cat, Bernie, "Boomer sounds like a sweetheart," you remarked, recalling Steve's stories about his furry companions. "And Bernie must keep him on his toes," you added with a chuckle.

Steve nodded, a warmth spreading across his face as he talked about his pets. "Yeah, they're quite a pair. Boomer's always up for a game of fetch, and Bernie, well, he thinks he's the king of the house."

You smiled, enjoying the easy conversation and the genuine interest Steve showed in sharing these details with you. It was refreshing, a stark contrast to the indifferent and self-centered attitude Chris had always displayed. 

As you both continued chatting, you found yourself captivated not only by Steve's stories but by his attentive manner and the way he made you feel valued and respected. It was something you hadn't realized you'd been missing until now.

The cozy ambiance of the coffee shop seemed to fade into the background as you lost yourself in conversation, the hours passing unnoticed. Before you knew it, Steve glanced at his watch and chuckled softly. "Looks like we've been here longer than I realized." You checked the time as well, surprised at how quickly the afternoon had flown by. "Time really does fly when you're having a good time," you replied with a smile.

Steve nodded in agreement, his eyes meeting yours with a warmth that sent a flutter through your stomach. "I've really enjoyed today," he admitted sincerely.

"Me too," you replied softly, feeling a sense of contentment settling over you that had never existed before.

Steve hesitated for a moment, then reached across the table, his hand covering yours gently. "Would you like to do this again? Maybe for a... proper date this time?" You looked down at his hand on yours, a smile tugging at your lips. "I'd love that," you answered, meeting his gaze with certainty.

And as you sat there, hands intertwined, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected moment, realizing that sometimes, the best things come when you least expect them.

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[mongoose-bite]

This little smile means she's gonna move the planes to get your soulmate back, Barcus. A nice reminder that if you treat people well and do good, you can kindle the light and even someone who seems like an arsehole can be your friend. And some people refuse to improve regardless.

WTF is this??? this raises so many questions. There are blood banks? Asterion steals from them (I can't imagine he pays?) Does he just carry around jars of blood like Starbucks cups?

Speaking of drinking gross things, Faye brought Omeluum the mushrooms and sensing the illithid thought she didn't have the stomach for it, took the potion and managed to keep it down. To no great use, sadly. When it offered her the ring her first thought was 'but don't you need it to hide from elder brains?' but that wasn't a conversation option available to me. Stay safe, my squiddy friend. Even illithid can manage not to be arseholes when they try.

Goodbye Underdark, and goodbye act one.

I was feeling a bit bad about leaving Wyll stuck at camp all the time, but I have a problem with warlocks. Conceptually they're amazing: mechanically I don't know what they're for. I know there are broken hexblade multiclass builds out there, but as a whole the class confuses me. So thanks to his transformation, Wyll has now come under the effects of chaotic magic, and I gave him a couple sorcerer levels. I do think I'll give him at least one more in warlock for multiattack, but I'm hoping he'll be a bit more use now. I also gave him a handful of thieves' tools. I was considering a rogue multi, but his dex isn't that great.

Time to see if the gith can help us; Faye actually thinks they're probably her best shot cause they're a people with actual experience dealing with mindflayers, unlike most people we've talked to. She is absolutely not going to steal a child, (even if the person asking is a silver fox - player not character talking here.) But asking politely is something she's prepared to do, if it looks like it will save a life.

The look on her face. How the hell did a gith lay something this size?

What is this strange feeling; the entire party approving of my actions? All because I left a sour-faced spoilsport at camp. I expect there's probably some sad, spoilery reason why tumblr isn't flooded with art of Blurg and Omeluum raising a gith. Why can't a family be a hobgoblin dad, an illithid parent, and a gith baby? (Can you imagine presenting that to your DM as a character backstory? Although stranger things have happened; our OotA party permanently turned a beholder into a dwarf...long story.)

I had to burn all but one of my inspiration dice to get Laz'ael out of the machine, and Faye's actually pretty proud of her for sticking with them despite it all; gives her a bit of hope for Shadowheart, whom she hopes is paying close attention to this crisis of faith (she's probably busy learning the wrong lessons.)

So the creche overall was terrifying, and Faye is wondering just how many more impossibly powerful beings she's gonna piss off before this is over. She's still half-convinced the Samoan drow in the astral plane is an illithid trick, but that doesn't mean it's not telling the truth about the gith. She didn't deface the portrait in the creche, obviously, but oh boy Dyce has form should he ever come this way.

Faye doesn't follow any god. The hag tossed insults about her having one, but when she went toe to toe with the drow in the Underdark, she declared it her Oath against his god. To paraphrase Cromwell, it's not her faith in the gods that guides her, but her faith in herself. If Lethander turned out to be a liar, Faye's beliefs would not change.

Which means when you go back to camp after the second most terrifying and awful day of your life, there's no one to pray to to watch over and protect you. But you can pat your dog. My poor girl. She's not yet desperate enough to try Volo's needle, because she can't imagine it will work, but she's crossed an awful lot of other options off the list.

[tohokuu]

i just need to rant for a minute. also my tumblr is still glitching even after i deleted and redownloaded it.

i cant actually see any of the words i’m typing … i had to change the color to pink in order to see it bc the white just comes out as black… anyway. this is very boy oriented bc i’m talking about relationships so if you don’t care, fuck off and keep scrolling. honestly this feels a little pathetic bc i’m going to be honest about the mistakes i’ve made in the last 6 months and how you should completely avoid them LOL

so back in october, i met this guy on campus that had been going to the same college as me for a while now but i just… never saw him. LOL. like he was so different looking last year and this year he’s all tall, muscular, beard etc. otherwise, i had no idea he even existed ?? ☠️ anyway, let’s call him uhhh gojo. so, i met gojo and i was like wow he’s really cute. btw, i can develop crushes on multiple guys but it’ll only be like … crushes where i find them hot and would be okay w dating them but i’m not like dying to date them and want them yk ? but this guy… i wanted him. like i couldn’t stop thinking abt this guy. we started talking and snapping back and forth for a good few weeks. we opened up about some stuff and idk it was really chill. we were gonna go to a party together and i was driving him and like… we smoked together in the car and nothing else. just talking and vibing and it was amazing. my crush obviously got stronger but the night of the party, he goes and leaves me alone at the party to hang out w other girls and i’m like … yo ??? then at the end of the night, we get into a fight over something extremely minuscule and he unadds me and i’m like yo ?… i was actually so upset and hurt. like i cried abt this in class LMAOFJSJ i never cry over guys bruh and i cried over this dumbass mf bc i genuinely really liked this guy. now… igotoveritmostlyafter a few weeks and suddenly, this guy i had on social media who i have mutuals with asks me on a date and i’m like … let’s see where it goes. we go out and it’s the first date. i pay for our starbucks. he pays for the fries and even now i’m thinking, why did i ever offer to pay so hard ?… ew. i’m not a 50/50 woman and if you disagree, idc smd. anyway, date goes well and obviously i’m still hung up over gojo just a bit but i really enjoyed my first date and i couldn’t stay hurt over a stupid talking stage yk ?.. like that’s not the way to go about life. so we ended up going on a second date. then a third, a fourth, a fifth and then it turned into a relationship that lasted just about 5 months. anyway… the first couple months of my relationship were very happy. my boyfriend was the best. the sweetest… the typical nice guy who did literally everything right. he wasn’t rich or bought me expensive gifts like gojo could have but he cared and he talked to me and loved me and that’s all that mattered. a few months later someone follows me on instagram… guess who ? gojo !!! follows me on ig and i had posted a note saying “guys i miss him :(“ and he texted me saying “who?” and i’m like “my boyfriend. why?” and he leads a conversation where it’s him accusing my boyfriend of cheating and me telling him to stfu. i obviously defend my boyfriend and i tell him about it ofc and my boyfriends outrageous ofc bc he’s got such a good character and he couldn’t stand anyone insulting that yk.. which is fine. anyway, gojo found a way to just insert himself into my life somehow. now you’re probably thinking that i could’ve just blocked him but atp, he was friends with my friends and i was like… it’s gonna be really awkward if i block him. so i kept him on social media and i’d just leave him on delivered for days and not answer. but this guys also a character bc he’d text me going. “respond. i know you’re on your phone. text me back” and i would… idk why i did. but it was always him talking about this one girl that he’s in love with and he’s always fucking talking about her and a part of me got jealous… then i was mad at myself for being jealous bc i had a whole man and i had no right to be jealous at all. i kept leaving him on delivered at later that and i would constantly tell myself “always choose your aman” which is like a bollywood movie and the lesson was to always pick the guy that will treat you good forever and not the guy who lost you and then realized what he lost and came back for you, bc she chose the dickhead in the film. anyway, i kept telling myself that it wasn’t worth it. now… when i was with my boyfriend or texting my boyfriend, i’d only ever think of him. gojo wasn’t even a

thought in my mind and that’s totally chill. that’s what i wanted in the very first place. but then i’d text gojo back sometimes and answer his texts faster than i’d answer my boyfriends … this is where i started feeling guilty. then i’d listen to songs like “moth to a flame” by the weeknd and i’d feel extremely guilty. i felt like i was emotionally cheating. i felt horrible bc i’m not the type of person who cheats or done anything that wrong bc that’s not me… but why was i feeling these emotions for gojo when i had my boyfriend ?… i’ve always been the sensible person in relationships that knows how to give perfect advice. my stance on cheating was always that if you want someone else, break up with your current significant other because they don’t deserve to feel like their heart is being played with. but here, now that i was stuck in that situation, it genuinely felt so so hard and i wanted to cry bc i kept seeing more movies, songs and references to this stupid love triangle and i was so so annoyed. also, disclaimer ! my boyfriend was never physically my type. i think he’s cute and good looking but wasn’t my type. i think i was just really ignoring everything else and going straight for the personality. then when i’d look at gojo… gojo was my dream man. he’s so cute to me and it made me mad how i was having these thoughts?? so like i came to the conclusion that i should break up with my man… so i did. i broke up with him 3 weeks ago and i was so so brutal with him bc i knew if i was any softer, i’d turn back on my word. he’s just that. fucking. kind. he’s so so amazing, even as of today. i couldn’t have left him if i wasn’t so harsh on him :/ anyway, broke up with him and this whole time i’m still friends with gojo. we never flirted or anything but the day i broke up with him, somehow i end up in his car. i was leaving campus after hours and he texted me while i’m at the light and he goes “is that you i just saw leaving?” i said “yeah. want me to come back?” and he goes “hmmm i’m bored. yes.” now you’re thinking… i’m a major red flag !!! yes… i am 😃 i go back and we park next to each other and i sit in his car with him in the passenger seat and ykw… it wasn’t awkward at all. it was natural, funny, sweet… we sat in his car and talked for hours. we talked about my breakup, we talked about the girl he loves, we talked about the bitches he’s busy with and so much other shit.

conversation with my boyfriend never flew as mindlessly as it did with him. i guess it makes more sense bc i rarely saw my boyfriend. i’d only see him every week or so but i saw gojo almost every single day, even if we didn’t talk to each other. but gojo and me had more in common… we related on more. i found him more attractive and there were things that i didn’t have in my first relationship that he had. i sound like such a piece of shit right now, i know. but i convinced myself for 5 months that i don’t need any of that stuff to be in a happy relationship. i kept my relationship going on the whole “always choose your aman” thing.. it was a sweet relationship but even as my friends said … there was no chemistry between us. and the sex ! my ex boyfriend used to be bi until a month ago, he’s straight now. he has a lot of bodies …. which i don’t care abt the number but they were literally all men, which i also don’t really care about. it’s just that he’s never had sex with a woman before and yk i was willing to be his first and it made me feel a bit insecure. it’s a shameful thing to be insecure abt and i know i shouldn’t be but i was. the making out was great, being in his lap was fun and he knew how to kiss me properly and everything. i asked him to choke me and he did it properly despite him being a pretty vanilla guy. but when we had sex… he just couldn’t do it right no matter how much i told him what to do. like i was so engrossed in teaching him bc he was fucking up so bad that it took me half an hour to cum… then when he put his dick in me, he hardly stretched me out and it hurt so bad and he wasn’t doing it properly and i was genuinely just mad at that point 😃 i told him to stop and i just sucked him off and called it a day. then there’s things like a bit of pda or etc that i wanted. we’re young, i think it’s normal to want a risky and more adrenaline rushed relationship, or at least it’s what i need… now asking him of that is unfair, i know. i asked and he said no and i was like “that’s all okay !!” but like lowkey i was starting to get bored bc there’s so many things i wanted to do and he didn’t. obviously i respected it but i don’t have to agree with it. still, i kept moving on and i think that’s why i started to think about gojo more bc gojo is someone who would’ve done all of those things… i wanted to make out in an empty elevator once and he pushed me off and said no and i was like “oh :(“ which is fine on his part !! he doesn’t have to do any of that stuff and it’s fine bc everyone has their reasons and boundaries. but i don’t find the fun in that. him and i had very opposite personalities and i know opposites attract but these were things that i didn’t like compromising on. i know you’re probably thinking that i fucked up and ruined my perfect picture and that’s exactly what gojo said to me when i told him about the breakup while i was sitting in his car. he told me “you had the perfect picture. the sweet boyfriend who knew how to treat you and you left him.” yeah left him bc i couldn’t stop thinking of you, you fucking idiot. i was emotionally cheating and my boyfriend was SO not deserving of that. he’s way too good of a man to have someone do that to him so i cut it off. i felt horrible but i had to do it. i didn’t deserve someone like him. he was really really sad and i felt bad bc i was so brutal over the call and yes… another dickhead move. i broke up with him over call and that was bc i wasn’t able to see him for another month cuz he was traveling. i had to be mean otherwise, i knew i would’ve caved in and just… ignored my feelings for gojo again. now if you’re wondering, did i get with gojo ? nope. did i try ? nope. ykw i did tho?… encourage him to better his relationship with the girl he likes, bc i really enjoy doing that to myself LMFAO i told him what to do on valentine’s day, i told him what to do on new years, i told him what to do for her birthday… cuz he’s a fucking idiot but he’s literally obsessed with her and i can’t help but just stay out of it even tho i like him so damn much. but he’s

also fucking stupid because why are you fucking other bitches while you like this girl ?? but she’s also confusing bc she doesn’t want a relationship while he does and when she says that she just wants to be friends, he treats her like a friend and then she gets mad that he doesn’t give her any romantic attention. i told my guy bestfriend, david, about this and even he agreed that she’s just using him for attention… and i kinda realized that a long time ago but he’s so blindly in love w her that idk what to tell him. i tried to tell him to focus on himself and get his shit together but nahhh, he told me to stfu and flicked my forehead instead. oh and then those two are just friends, he goes out and fucks other girls to curb the loneliness ig and then she gets mad at him for it… you aren’t in a relationship ??? 😀 anyway, gojo is honestly a dickhead. do i still want him ? yes. should i ? no, bc the red flags are obviously very much there and i cant help but be attracted to them and i hate it sm. fuck gojo tho.

back to my breakup, first week i was chilling. told myself i never needed him and that shit is better off this way bc he wasn’t even all that. second week, i was fine during the day but i would get lonely at night when all my friends were asleep and he would’ve stayed up to talk to me about some random video game or i’d tell him abt some interesting fic i read. this third week was hell tho… i thought abt him 24/7. i wanted to talk to him so bad . i texted him and just told him i was checking in and it was a nice conversation but it felt so plastic and i hated it. he has given away most of my stuff and i haven’t given away a single thing. also, if i’m regurgitating, it’s bc i wrote half of this rant last night while i was half asleep and now i’m writing the rest so idk what i wrote last night. moving on, he told his parents i was his girlfriend and not just a friend and that’s very awkward bc his mom actually works at my college and i’m like… yo… so i always duck whenever i see her, it’s embarrassing. now, i’m just missing him all the time. but i tell myself that i did this for a good reason and that it’s what was best for the both of us and i know what i did was the right thing but i still feel like such a horrible person… he said he’s fine now but i still feel his absence daily but then i tell myself that it’s me missing the attention, not him. i tell myself and i feel better and then i tell myself that i’m not wrong for what i did. it’s okay that our breakup had an impact bc he was someone i genuinely loved and had a relationship and it’s okay to wish things could have worked out and it’s okay to keep stepping up and doing yourself a favor. so now, i’m sitting here with uhhh no gojo and no boyfriend and ykw, it’s chill. it’s not that bad. are there momentary feelings of sadness ? ofc. but it’s fine. there’s like 15 guys in my dms rn and i have bitches !! so that’s cool but i don’t want any of them… so they’re never getting texted back ! but yeah. that was the rant. pls don’t do what i did. it’s such a mindfuck and honestly, i feel like the villain and ik i should bc what i did was super fucked up but uhm… yeah

[seasidepickup]

it’s october 24, 2020, i’m scheduling this to post in 2023, when i turn 20, see i don’t know if i’ll even be alive til then but if i am i think it’ll be nice to know i was thinking of me/you even now, how have the first few hours treated you so far? i hope it’s better than stupid i think you have a lot ahead of you and i really hope i’ll see this again someday, it’ll be a sign i think, anyway happy birthday

- (17 year old) Amal *****

checking in on july 31st, 2021

this year has been a little rough quite a few scandals but topped off by a girl i think i love so much that i can barely rmbr what the problems were abt not too long ago. it’s still hard ofc but we’re learning how to cope and deal w that ! you have a job now!!! i’m so proud that you did it, i think i’m gna leave it soon tho but that’s ok bc i’m trying to welcome change, maybe a little too much, things are looking up tho in the places i can control and ik it’s gonna get better from here so i’m excited for you. have u moved out future future amal? how are you and ***? it’s really good right now even tho we’re both struggling individually. havent said we love each other yet tho even tho i think we both do…. i hope all is well or that you’re taking it all well at least, hope to see you soon- (18 and 5 months old) Amal *****

March 15, 2022

I turned 19 not too long ago, and the birthday was good but so so lonely. i think that’s a problem within me, not based on who’s around me. Anyway, my first day of work at starbucks is tomorrow and i’m really excited, it’s gonna be pushing me, given that most of my shifts are hella early but ik it’s gonna be good for me and i have a feeling i’m gonna be there for a long time. I’m still in a relationship but i’ve been struggling mentally for awhile (nothing new) I hope i can figure something out soon, it’s different being depressed when you’re with someone, cuz it’s not just you who’s effected and u can really see how you’re feeling reflected back in how you treat people and how hard the simplest things turn out to be. I just want to be better and ik there’s layers to all this but i don’t want to be like this with her. I grew a lot last year, i’ll miss being 18 it was a really good time and i changed in ways i never thought i needed. But i also have a really good feeling about this year. I’m trying to be more practical, i’m also realizing how much i care abt my family and the traditional things that i can’t have with my untraditional identity, and that’s a doozy (ew lmao). I’m just trying to keep up, it’s hardest to keep up with myself tho. See you soon xx

May 28, 2023

I’ve been procrastinating this post, i haven’t really known what to say because so much has happened, and there’s so much that i don’t want to think about from the last few months. it’s a bit overwhelming, all the change. i’m an actual adult now, i have an internship, i’m in college, i’ve moved on from my last relationship and i’ve learned who i am outside of it. it’s bittersweet. letting that person go, and who i was with them, but it’s good. i needed all of that and i would never change it. i’m handing things better, but it’s scary of course. i’m in a place i never thought i would be when i started this thread. i have so much drive and passion again, self-respect and love too. i have plans but i’m learning that my mom was right, you can plan and plan but the universe (or god lol) might have something else in store for you, i’m welcoming all of that, albeit begrudgingly. but yea. i liked being a kid, i’m reverting to the things that brought me simple joy, like accessories and silly pens, my family and best friend, crushes, etc. i’m letting myself enjoy all the things i denied for so long. i’m learning no matter how much you have to say, sometimes you’re the only person who needs to hear it, take that as you will. but anyway, being 20… i didn’t think i’d live this long a few years ago, but i’m here now, i know i would be proud had i known where id end up. and deep down that 17/18/19 year old me is coming out to let me know that. in the little things that i do, in the ways i’ve surpassed myself and grown, they know what im doing, and what’s ahead of me, and how much better it’s gotten. i hope it’s only up from here. but i do know that the highs and lows are ok too, you can’t have highs without having lows and whatnot. i have a lot of healing and growing ahead of me, and i welcome that, because it’s got me this far, i have hope, faith, and trust in myself and the future, something that i didn’t allow myself to indulge in for so long, i hope more surprises are in my future, i know that the plans and beliefs d set in stone a few years ago are ever changing, and that’s ok, it’s not a betrayal to my old self. it’s just me looking out for me. and being mature enough to learn and understand my growth includes something different than what i wanted or believed when i was 17

- Amal :)

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3563

today turned out to not be so bad despite leaving earlier than normal. i also learned that there are other ways to park in the garage that allow me closer access to my building. so im gonna try to park in the corner now.

i got the china report done by 8:30 which was really good since i didn't start with anything but links today. it was kinda quiet but there was a bunch of stuff to do today, and i'm certain people are tired of seeing emails from me by the middle of Thursday. for real sent like 30 some odd emails today. fucking disgusting.

at least they were all professional.

work was genuinely a long day. i arrived early and started on coya's blanket instead of letting them take my time, and i worked on it a little bit throughout the day. i managed to make the first row of scallops not against a chain, but on just a string of yarn, which lets me adjust how wide it is so i can work on it. it'll also allow me to go back and put in a chain that'll fit the right way instead of having a chain that's wrong forever. 8/10 in plan and execution. considering i didn't know if it would work, im pretty pleased with that.

after work i went to olive garden for dinner. i got to tell the manager that my wait staff were wonderful and that they're doing a great job, including the new girl. she's doing a great job.

there was also a barista this morning who was in training, and i made sure to stop and tell him and his trainer he was doing a good job. he's a good kid. i know it's nice to receive encouragement when you're trying your best to learn on the job. (i also got a new cup at starbucks which is stainless steel and has a straw and a sippy lid bc i forgot my cup here at joel's, so i gotta wash the cup tomorrow so i can use it.)

when i finally got back after dinner, i came inside, took off my shoes, plopped my bag down, gave joel a hug and some kisses on his head and another hug and some back scratches and i kissed his head again, said "i love you," said good night, and came downstairs. it might've been two minutes.

but i'm in bed bc i gotta get up tomorrow at the same time. i'm gonna be so exhausted forever.

[heaven-s-black-box]

Space center date- Clay Terran x Male!Reader

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Recovery date: June 8th, 2020

Description: Clay brings you to the Cosmos space center to meet his second family, do you get their approval?

Notes: This version is male reader, Click her for redirection to female reader.

Word count: 1 613

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Y/N sat at a bus stop, scrolling through his phone as he waited for Clay. A soft breeze passed him, and he frowned as his hair flew into his eyes. After wiping the tears that had formed, he double checked his phone. No new messages from Clay, but Apollo had asked if he planned to be back for dinner and if Clay would be sleeping over. He replied that he didn’t think so, but he’d ask, just as a bus pulled up. Carefully, he watched people disembark, looking for his boyfriend. If he had told him where they were going, he would have long since gone ahead, but he’d been stubborn.

“Y/N!” He heard someone call from his left. Looking over, he saw Clay waving at him with a big grin on his face. Sighing, he put his phone away and ran up beside him.

“What took you so long? And how did you get off the bus without me seeing you? Did you learn to teleport and not tell me?” He linked arms with him and leaned into his side. He began to lead him in the same direction as the other tourists.

“Sorry,” he smiled, “I was doing something and got sidetracked.”

Y/N shook his head and smiled, “So, you gonna tell me where we’re going? Or are we going to play twenty questions?”

“I just have some people I want you to meet,” he laughed, “ I mean, you’ve met my mom, but I want you to meet my other family.”

“You mean the space center?” he asked, looking up at him. He nodded and he looked thoughtful for a second before saying, “Huh, I guess I haven’t actually met anyone at the center yet.”

“Ya, I hadn’t noticed either until Mr. Starbuck said someth- Hey, where are you going?”

“Hm? The entrance.” He laughed and pulled Y/N back towards him, dragging him along a different path.

“Nope! We can look around later, for now I got special permission to use the back door. It’s faster to get where we’re going.”

They entered the station through a back employee door, using a card that he’d been lent. The hallway was bright, and besides a few doors to storage rooms and a janitor’s closet, it was empty. Clay led Y/N by the hand to a stairwell, much to his dismay. 

When they got out of the stairwell, they were on the fourth floor. Just as Y/N was about to ask where he’d taken him, the elevator dinged and a little girl ran out, chasing a robot. The robot in question, came up to them and hid behind Clay. The girl stopped in front of them, she looked confused for a second before her eyes lit up and she opened her mouth to say something.

“Athena! Stop terrorizing Ponco,” a man in a black coat called as he rounded the corner. The girl looked back at him and pouted.

“I’m not terrorizing him. And look!” She pointed back at Y/N. “Clay brought his boyfriend!” Y/N’s face turned pink and Clay started laughing before yelping in pain as he stepped on his foot.

The man sighed before walking over and picking Athena up, and extending his other hand. “Nice to meet you. My name is Simon Blackquill, this is Athena Cykes.”

“Hello!” Athena cheered and Simon winced at how loud she was.

Y/N let out a confused laugh and took Simon’s hand. “Pleasure to meet you, I’m Y/N Justice.”

After Simon let go of his hand, they entered the robotics lab with Clay and Ponco in tow. Athena was let down with the promise to behave, and immediately started showing Y/N around. It turned out that after Clay had gone to get him, the HAT-1 crew had been called into a brief meeting. Athena had been waiting outside the room until Simon showed up. The two spent a good half hour on the machines before Clay’s stomach growled and he deemed it time for lunch. So Simon and Y/N went to get food from the cafeteria, while Clay and Athena stayed behind.

“So Mr. Justice, what do you want to be? I know Clay wants to be an astronaut, and Apollo wants to be a defence attorney,” he asked as they stepped out onto the ground floor and made their way to the cafeteria.

“Y/N is fine, and I’m not sure. I want to go into law, but that’s all I know.” They picked a sandwich shop to grab lunch from, and stood in line. “I was raised by a pretty cool defense attorney, but the defense is nothing without the prosecution. Right?”

“Hm, that is an interesting way to look at it. Well, if you ever want any insight into being a prosecutor, you can usually find me here pretty often.” He gave him a curious look before placing his order. As they headed back, he answered, “I’m a prosecutor. My sister is a robotics engineer here, and Ms. Cykes, Athena’s mom, is my mentor. I study psychology under her.”

“That’s... actually pretty cool,” Y/N said as he closed the elevator's door. “I might take you up on that offer.”

As they stepped out of the elevator, they could hear more voices coming from the lab. It sounded like Clay was being teased over something, and people were laughing along. Y/N opened the door just in time to catch Clay saying, “Oh, ya? What about you and Ms. Cykes?” Before he could announce his presence, a woman with purple hair wrapped her arm around Clay and gave him a noogie. Simon sighed, and Clay looked over.

“Y-Y/N help,” he strained out, as he tried to get away from the woman. This caught everyone’s attention, and they all looked at him. Athena however ran over and took her sandwich from Simon.

Y/N shrugged, “I’m sure you deserve this for some reason or another. Unless you have evidence otherwise, I have no intention of cutting your sentence.”

“Oh, com-Ah!” He yelled as the woman let him go and he fell to the floor.

“So you’re the boy we’ve heard so much about, huh?” The woman asked, everyone but Athena and Simon were staring at him.

“I guess so. My name is Y/N Justice, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Justice? You aren’t gonna start yelling are you?” A man with red hair laughed. At this point, Clay had pulled himself off the floor and was beside her with his arm around her waist. “Because you’re brother and Clay are loud enough as it is.”

“Hey!” Clay pouted as he took his sandwich and dragged Y/N to the table where Athena and Simon sat. “I’m starting to think this was a bad idea,” Clay mumbled as he took a bite.

“Clay, are you not going to introduce us?” Clay stopped mid bite.

“Whoops,” he laughed slightly, “Y/N, this is Metis Cykes, she’s a psychologist here.” Metis waved as she fixed Athena’s ponytail. “That’s Aura Blackquill, she’s a robotics engineer and Simon’s big sister.” Aura offered a nod before returning to Ponco and another robot. “And this is Solomon Starbuck, an astronaut and my mentor.” The man with red hair pulled up a seat at the table next to her.

“So,” Solomon started, “I think Aura was on to something earlier.”

“Oh god,” Clay mumbled before burying his face in his hands. “Not again.”

“When are you two getting married?” Y/N’s face turned red and he choked on his drink. He looked at Clay who was avoiding eye contact with him. Normally Clay took teasing in strides, although it probably hit differently coming from the man he looks up to.

“We already are.” Everyone stopped and looked at him, even Clay had turned to him. He smiled, “At least according to Polly.” It was silent for a few seconds after, and Y/N began to wonder if he’d overstepped.

“Clay,” Solomon said, looking at the boy on Y/N’s other side, “you better keep him.” He let out a breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding. Clay smiled.

“I plan to,” the blush that had started to fade came back full force, and everyone laughed. He kicked him under the table.

Following that conversation, Y/N met Yuri Cosmos before Athena, Simon, Clay, and him took a tour of the building. This included a few areas that were off limits for civilians. Despite having come here together multiple times with Apollo, Y/N still loved watching Clay talking about everything here. It surprised most people that they’d never had a date here. But they’d only gone on a few dates so far since they were busy with school. They had gone stargazing once, but most of the time they went to a planetarium or the museum.

By the time they got back into the city, it was almost seven. Clay had turned down the offer to sleep over or at least stay for dinner, but had insisted on walking Y/N home. The street lights had come on, as Clay started walking him home. It was a rather chilly night, so Clay had given him his jacket, ever the gentleman. He leaned into Clay’s side as they approached his and Apollo’s apartment.

“Y’know…” he started, grabbing Clay’s attention. He stopped and looked at his feet. “I have some people I’d like you to meet… Maybe someday you can?”

“I would love to,” he said. Leaning in, he gave him a soft kiss.

[boneyard-lovers]

my sleep schedule is shit - 230728

ive been awake all night, just kinda hanging out. made some soup lmao. waiting for the livestream to start, im kinda anxous ngl.

its in like three hours. one of my favorite members might not make it into the next senbatsu which is kinda worrying :/. my other favorites are all pretty much confirmed though so thats a win ig. sorry if this is kinda sloppy its like five in the morning.

my sister is skipping out on family dinner to see fall out boy live. its okay though, ive skipped for much stupider reasons so i guess i have no place to judge. miss her though, havent seen her in a few weeks.

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the livestream is over now. a lot happened. turns out it was just a single announcement, which is nice ig. a lot of my favorite girls made it in, but one of my top two was dropped which is a personal tragedy.

the outfits they were wearing were cute, but kinda similer to the last song, so i hope it isnt too similar of a song. last one was good but id like some variety, maybe something more orthodox. idk something cute would be fun.

my sister came over, her and my mother got starbucks, didnt get anything for me. my mother is going to get me a slushie from downstairs.

i accidentally stayed awake all night, so im gonna go to sleep now (its 1:30 in the afternoon)

todays song is AM1:27 by keyakizaka46

[icharchivist]

I do respect your subconsciousness's desire to run a coffeeshop with Belial, really, I do

And I do think that it could work. He's probably great at decorating in general, that seems like something that'd be up his alley, even when it's not explicitly to poke fun at billionaires - but for the record, I respect that, commend it, even.

He would definitely know how to attract attention and retain customers, having no issue flirting with people and whoring himself out to that effect. Starbucks writes customer's names on a cup? He writes a compliment or, for regulars, something a bit more saucy. You know all the teenage girls in the area drop by specifically so they can squeal at him.

Let's assume his demeanour in the Q-Pot crossover isn't indicative of how much poison he would actually add to any orders, but I guess that's just something you'll have to keep an eye on.

Other than that, if you can survive him trying to fluster you constantly or trying to name the menu items after innuendos you're probably fine. Occasionally he needs a push in the right direction, before he takes the flirting too far or otherwise causes problems. I imagine he would try to experiment with flavours a lot and inevitably make some apple flavoured drinks, because that's a whole thing with him.

But the worst part is, and this is definitely something he would do and you can't change my mind on this, when he's come up with a new mixture and wants you to try it, instead of giving you the cup, he will take a sip and then try to shotgun the drink into your mouth via a kiss.

If you can survive all of that, though, including him intentionally trying to get under your skin to annoy you and even manage to keep him a bit domesticated on the side with praise and pets and pushing back when he gets too much, you're gonna be fine. Probably.

THANKS, i do not respect my subconscious on this but i appreciate!!

and oh my god you gave it a lot of thoughts, i love it.

I also think he'd be great at decorating in general, the guy should have a really good sense of style to decorate inside. In the dream, despite the wacky theme, the coffeeshop looked really good by the end of it, so, he can even turn a joke into something so sophisticated that whoever he's joking about has to run off in shame because they'll never live up to the beauty Belial made of their ridicule.

He would COMPLETELY know how to attract attention and restain customers, so true. Remember Lucio's attitude in the MayDays where he gets customers going "there's no harm in looking [at my body]" and stuff? Belial definitely inherited this type of bullshit. But he'd know how to use his charms with different approach. As long as he doesn't suddenly decide to make some chaos, he'd really retain a good business, especially with all you say. Hell yeah people would come to the shop just to see him being pretty.

AND LET'S HOPE FOR THE POISON. i'm trying to keep him in line i swear. Watching over Belial so he doesn't kill everyone because he's bored is a job all in itself.

And you're so right with the rest of it. I don't know if i'd always manage to survive his flirting, but we can try to save the innuendos at least. he'd probably tell the customers all his *personal* names for the items and mentions that if they dare calling the items that, they'd get a discount from him. This is a nightmare. You're right about the apple stuff though, he'd call it the special Belial juice. We still can't figure out how to make him change the name. This is doomed.

AND. AND ???? YEAH THE WORST PART THING IS. WELL. OH GOD. *buries face in hands* i'm not immune i'm not immune i'm not immune i'm no- THE WORST IS THAT I CAN SEE HIM DO THAT AND IM IN DANGER.

But, yeah, in the end. It's survivable. except for the worst part coming to kill me. But he can be manageable as long as he doesn't get into kill mode. Can't say there isn't anything nice about the whole scenario of having him in a coffeeshop being like that.

This is fantastic nonny. And also so much. How dare you add to my dream which was incoherent in nature in order to make it coherent and workable and nice to experience? somehow!!!

Thank you again <333

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

7.17.23 Monday

1:11 am

Can't sleep...Watching youtube and cleaning my nails...

This is fierce! Impressive!

My version of course, introducing myself... We are reverse...hahaha

We can sing together me and Fritzie plus the others if ever... She is super fierce just like Dra. MITCH fierce and others...Getting Fritzie to be part of my sisterhood, if ever I can have my circle again...

1:35 am

I still have windblow trap... I feel bitter... I feel bitter...

Yeah! It was once my dream to be on TV, I don't know just to feel it and gain good friends and drink starbucks everyday and gain sisterhood... I'm longing to have friends again... I wanna group sisterhood with different personalities....

How does it feel to be famous and earn money? Hmm... Will I ever change? Change into fierce or be a monster? Will people love me if I'm gonna be a monster...

1:45 am

Oh! She is white... I have to fix my other girls and me as well... Wow! Nice...

I have secret voice Fritzie... Just click it and see the whiteness of Fritzie... I'm the Queen of Betan supposed to be Egypt and then I accidentally saw Arab Men then I got nothing...

Yeah right! Be on screen and drink starbucks everyday...

You know what angels and for Fritzie the whiteness... Coz we both have voice but of course she is having her own power, right Fritzie?

Yeah! Where is Mitchan? I will turn her hair on a colorful tiger again... I wonder where is Mitchan?

2:27 am

I still have windblow trap and I feel bitter... I wanna remove my deep smile lines and gain friends and drink starbucks everyday...

I feel self-pity.... I'm so confuse... I still feel fat and ugly, my other personal issue...

Wanna do "van touring crusade"... How can we have money? Punishment for fake people on me and on the people behind everything...

I hate fake old friends... I need money and self-fulfillment...

I need collagen and I wanna prove myself angels... I want starbucks everyday... I wanna join dog show and I miss going to gym...

10:05 am

Uncle DD wow! called few minutes ago.... So cheap the strategy....I can't understand... But thankful but cheap!

From 2600, 2500, 2400 to 1k...huh? Just a canned a goods....Sounds sweetish...

10:35 am

I go for "van touring crusade" it is like a punishment, there is group in america just like this.... For 2 to 3 years they can't live or get a real house... Just like the people who followed Britney Spears....

"VAN TOURING CRUSADE" it is mainly for religion but mixed religion...

10:47 am

I still have 1 good friend here....It is Ely...

Thanks Ely for these...

It means so much to me...The facial wash per sachet is good for a week... Moiturizer I think for 2 weeks.

11:23 am

I feel bitter angels...

In the Nutshell:

It is hard to find true friends these days.... They know you from the beginning but they don't accept you...

1:34 pm

I feel bitter... I wanna do collagen and to remove deep smile lines...

My 3 main exes doctor, business man and seaman... Those 3 can give me a breast implants and my botox... I need to talk to them... Just protect me from men who will take advantage of my situation...

A genuine friend will understand and never take advantage most specially we are facing struggles right now and I have windblow trap...

They just aged me for nothing... I feel bitter...

Will be 42 in a lil while...For that 16 years they just aged me...

I'm not happy being flatten unfairly... I wasn't able to meet new uppish friends for the pull-up...

This is real story my 3 main exes I could ask for botox, I could ask for butt smoothening and my collagen... The first one is now a doctor ( Doctor Rocky) and he got me during our younger years that I was almost perfect coz I was young and fresh... On JP (the butt king) he knew me since we were 19 or 20 and I was young and fresh and so white... On the seaman ( Ryan Denosta ) I wanna be a returning mayor in their place coz they are the original tyrant of that place the Denosta but due to life situation, they need to prepare and find the next Queen and it is supposed to be me... But on him I could ask for perfection coz we had papers and you became a partner on papers, it is responsibility of a partner to fix you coz he used you ... But I can gain brazilian friends and I can have bags all over the world...

2:35 pm

This is real, something is wrong...

2:37 pm

So many fake relatives....They are happy for 16 years showing themselves that they are wealthy and they have their honeybee that Betsilogz and BurgerZ!

In the Nutshell:

The "Van Touring Crusade" it is more of prayer... But where are the guilty or culprit people?

I need a mature lead like Dra.Mitch if she did a movement that I didn't know...

I need a sponsor for this and I need to know everything coz I can't understand their own personal movement.

I need mature people coz we need to figure out on creating money on "Van Touring Crusade"...

My personal case:

Whew! I have windblow trap... I feel bitter...

5:51 pm

Super Inday is here, the super hero! I still feel bitter no extras but thank God to my friend Ely for the care and he accepted me as I was my original entity!

They are not good people angels... For making the budget super tight... Be thankful that "Super Inday" is here...

6:55 pm

I still hope and pray to talk to Mr Lopez, I need an ally... I lost my glamour coz that's the plan of Cavite...

I feel bitter... I still wanted to have collagen and my botox... I wanna leave the hometown...

I still have this fake windblow trap...

7:17 pm

I need a job and I need money... I need a lot of stuff... I wanna collagen and gluta... I feel fat and ugly... I have complex...

I feel self-pity...

7:28 pm

Super plastics this Uncle Jun I just bought a mouse trap and he reacted negatively... Why I bought that mouse trap it should be on the food only...

Just eat whatever is there for now, right angels? Coz the small rats are so many these days that I have to really kill...

9:02 pm

I feel bitter... How can I have new friends on the upper just to pull me up, I can't exist correctly... I lost all my old friends.. I feel hurt and bitter and self-pity...

In the Nutshell: Remember on my previous post I posted traits of men that I like... I still have windblow trap...

I want someone who can be supportive of my beauty coz I feel super ugly... I feel self-pity... I wanna have collagen and I wanna remove my deep smile lines and I feel jealous if I feel ugly...

Coz there are men who hate women if they are fixing themselves, that kind of men I'm really avoiding.

I always want to loose weight.... I can't go back to the old me, I want sensitive man who wants me to be his Queen ( meaning having the killer beauty). It is one of my dreams to be adored by people coz of my beauty and leadership ( One of my dreams is to be a politician wife coz I want to be adored)... But me and my 3rd partner loose our way coz of the windblow trap but God has reasons but 16 years of being stagnant is too much of damaging my entire future...

I wanna see donkey and camel...I have complex now... I want to be adored by men on my original bracket or on the uphill.. I want to have progress in life...

Special Note:

I badly wanna see my 3 main exes and talk to Mr Lopez to be my ally...

9:20 pm

I went to the local market awhile ago.... I hate Uncle DD for giving 2k ( I feel like it is bullying ) aside from being chipay ( cheap ).

So, I figured out the veggies were higher or much more expensive than the grocery store... It is kinda difficult to buy food in the local market coz there is no cart there, so you have to carry it on your arms ( that is the hassle part of being in the local market ). Plus, there is no ac...

The advantage of buying food in the local market, if you have extra money to buy on enormous amount of food or fruits, it is better there... There so many different kinds of fruits and cheaper in the local market.

Corns, fruits such as apple, orange et al better in the local market if you will buy on an enormous amount.

The other meats are no longer fresh in the local market... There is no fish in the afternoon as well...

I also observed that the canned goods are expensive in the local market, 8 to 10 pesoses higher than grocery store...

If you need to buy sack or plastics or cloth gloves cheaper in the local market but there is no rubber gloves...

Mouse trap is cheaper in the local market,less 5 pesoses...

There is hungarian sausage cheaper in the local market and worth to buy that hungarian sausage of pampanga's best in the local market.

9:54 pm

I wanna trim my nose ( on perfection )... I wanna get a job first and I wanna be adored...

[mowisha]

Where do I start? AAAA I have lots of plans this year that I listed at the start of this year and I'm steadily and slowly doing my best to complete all of them! So this is like a diary post just so I can compose myself and not get too overwhelmed by all the things I wanna do.

You can keep reading on below if you're interested with my life, but this is mostly just me taking notes since I don't vlog or keep a diary with me anymore haha.

Internet Friends

This year went by so fast but I know that I also grew a lot as a person and I've met a lot of amazing people that contributed to this year. I met 2 actual friends that I found on Reddit (r/phR4Friends to be exact). Kyle invites me to all these gigs around my city and Manila from time to time and I realize that this is the kind of stuff that I've been missing out on for the past few years. Hazel is one of the best girls I've ever met and she's up for anything and even shared with me about losing my 3 year old phone! I went to La Union with her, her friends, twitter friends, and few a college acquaintances that I ended up being friends with also.

Also met a lot of new people by joining new local discord servers and it made my days less boring. It got me distracted with my plans on studying tho so I'm trying to limit my interactions and just meet up with them in real life tho. But yeah, I"m very thankful for all of them and they all treat me so nicely.

Lost my Phone

Went clubbing with Hazel earlier this year and ended up losing my phone and I think 2 years worth of photos! I was soooo sad and ended up using what Iearned working in starbucks last year to buy a secondhand iPhone 13 Pro. I have a love/hate relationship with the camera but I'm slowly getting used to it.

Concert and Gigs

Last December, I saw Keshi and this May, I saw the 1975 for the first time ever since their first show here in the Philippines last 2013. I enjoyed watching them live so much. In between these concerts, I went to a lot of local and out of town gigs and realized there were a lot of local underrated/underground music that I haven't discovered yet

Vespa Primavera 150

I saved up like crazy so I can buy myself a scooter, a Vespa to be exact. I was gonna go for the White Primavera 150 but someone in a local band told me that it was too common so he bought a relax green one and it got me thinking so that's what I'm gonna go for. I've been going back and fourth to the Vespa Shop here in Baguio but it's still not available until now. It's okay tho, I'm still in the process of fixing my driver's license. Tomorrow, I'll go and get my student's permit in Porta Vaga.

The Idea of Living on my Own

I saw a loft apartment the other day and I'm going to check out the actual thing tomorrow morning. It got me thinking of starting to live on my own and it fills my tummy with butterflies just thinking about how I'm gonna decorate it to make it feel like my home. I shouldn't be too excited because I'm not yet sure whether I'll actually get it or some other people are going to get it before me. But if I don't get the apartment, I'm already decided that I should move out this year, I'm about to turn 26!

Crochet

I started crocheting late last year but I didn't get to continue practicing due to working 2 jobs and dating someone at the same time but this year, I gained a lot of time because I resigned and the relationship died lmao. I've been working on a life size BMO stuffed toyfor the past 3 months, I think? I'm about to finish it this week, I think! After this, I'll continue making tops like what I originally planned.

Half Dyed Hair

I know I told myself multiple times that I'm going to leave my hair alone and and start growing it out but I bleached and dyed it again this year. Ended up regretting it and had lots of hairfalls :( This will be the last time I swear.

Lost my Tita to Cancer

It came to a shock that my tito asked me to come to Manila asap because my aunt was already in her death bed. I spent a week staying by her side and crying. I never told her that I loved her even when she was literally dying because those words can't come out of my mouth but I know I did. She took care of me for 10 whole years and I always kept my feelings to myself because our relationship wasn't perfect but I'm thanful everyday because I wouldn't be the person I am today if she never took me in when my parents gave me and my brother away. She's in a better place now and I've already forgiven al the wrongs she's done to me.

We have 6 months left until the year is over, a lot of things can still happen and I'm excited what else is in store for 2023. Thank you for reading! :)

[riverthebooknerd]

I LIED IT DOES NOT GET BETTER

y'all are in for a BIG FUCKING VENT (and by y'all i mean my octopus squishmellow and maybe one mutual)

so yesterday my family was planning on having a big thanksgiving dinner (because my brothers weren't able to on thursday, so we decided to have it yesterday instead).

i had to work yesterday, but i got off around dinnertime and my parents said that we'd have dinner when i got home.

and so i got off work, right? said adios to my coworkers, and i was actually off a bit early so all i had to do was drive home. easy.

except.

when i got in my car i realized that i was almost out of gas. i had enough to get home, but i figured since i was off early, i had enough time to stop by the gas station and fill up my tank real quick. hell, there was even a gas station on the way to my house! i had it all planned out nice in my head- grab some gas, get home right in time for dinner, annoy the shit out of my brothers.

...except.

listen. listen. i ain't the greatest with directions on a good day. so, even though the gas station was pretty close, i decided to pull up the directions on my phone. BUT my phone was fucking dead. so i was like yeah, okay, y'know what? i can probably find my way there without the map. it's not even that far, so i should be fine, i thought.

like a dumbass.

...i got lost. i got very, very lost. i took one wrong turn, and then another, and then another, and the next thing i knew i was in a completely unfamiliar area.

at night. with a nearly empty tank. and a dead phone.

and so i start freaking out, right? and so i decided to just pick a random direction and start driving, praying that i find a gas station or something before i ran outta gas.

also- fun fact about me! i am slightly nearsighted. not enough to the point where i legally need to wear glasses while i'm driving, but i usually wear them anyways because i can't see too well far away or when i'm driving at night. except, yesterday, i accidentally left them in my other bag. which was at home.

so, imagine you're me, right? you don't know where the fuck you are, your tank is dangerously close to empty, your phone is dead, you're driving in an area where there's nothing in fucking sight (not even a MCDONALD'S- just a bunch of farmland), your family is waiting on you to have dinner and they're probably freaking out since it's been over half an hour since you said you'd be home, and on top of it all you can barely see a thing (i could hardly see the street signs- probably part of the reason why i got so lost in the first place).

needless to say, i was close to fucking tears.

but i couldn't cry because that would make it even HARDER to see, so i just kept on driving. and thankfully, eventually, miraculously, i found a frys with a gas station!! still had no clue where i was, but i filled up my tank and then walked inside.

i tried to find a charger, but the place didn't have any, so then i just walked around aimlessly, trying to work up the nerve to ask someone for help.

finally, after like ten minutes of battling with social anxiety, i went up to the help desk. hands shaking, voice wavering, extremely close to sobbing, i looked at the lady behind the desk and said in one breath, "this-is-gonna-sound-kinda-weird-but-i'm-lost-and-my-phone-is-dead-and-i-don't-know-how-to-get-home-so-could-i-borrow-your-phone-real-quick-and-just-make-a-quick-call?"

the lady was understandably confused, and i started rambling and explaining what happened, probably sniffing and wiping my eyes a couple of times. after a few minutes, once i managed to explain my predicament in a comprehensible manner, she asked me, "oh, so you need a phone charger?"

and yes. yes i did. i needed to call my parents and look up directions on the map. i nodded and she took pity on me. she pointed to the starbucks inside of the frys and said, "the girls over at the coffee shop have a charger you can use. don't you worry, i trust them. here, i'll walk you over."

and so the lady walked with me, explained to the starbucks girls that i needed to borrow a charger, and then went back to the desk. there were two girls, and they appeared to be closing up shop. the taller one grabbed a charger that was plugged into the counter. it wasn't very long, so i basically had to lean over the counter to plug my phone in. i glanced at the other girl, and that's when i realized something. you want to know what it was?

i realized that that girl was my childhood friend that i haven't seen in years because we parted on unspeakably bad terms.

the horror was indescribable. we made eye contact and i swiftly looked away, veins turned to ice. i prayed she didn't recognize me. my appearance is vastly different from the last time we'd seen each other.

while i was waiting for my phone to charge, i had nothing to do except just stand there silently. the minutes ticked by unfairly slow. people kept staring at me- probably wondering why this random teenager with bright hair and watery eyes was just standing next to a closed starbucks all alone, tense as fuck and more awkward than a middle school dance. my ex-friend didn't say anything, barely even looked at me. she either didn't recognize me or was actively ignoring me- and i'm not sure which is worse.

i kept staring at her- which was creepy, i'm sure, but she looked... well, she looked like she was doing okay. i had actually been wondering about her a few days ago- just, like, what was she up to, whether she was alright. we may have parted on bad terms, but i didn't hate her. anymore, at least, i wasn't fucking twelve anymore.

but she looked okay. she no longer had constant bags under her eyes, and she chatted with her coworker as they cleaned the place up. i even heard her giggle a coupla times. it was good to know that at least one of us was having a somewhat decent night.

after what felt like an eternity of waiting, i checked my phone, and- it hadn't been charging.

the charger didn't fucking work.

i only had one option. i waited until my ex-friend had walked away a little bit, and then i timidly called out to the other girl and told her that my phone wasn't charging.

she grabbed another charger, one that actually worked, and i thanked her. and promptly returned to waiting for my phone to charge.

once it had enough battery to turn on, i called my dad. the cable was too short to bring up to my ear, so i had to put it on speaker.

ring.

ring.

ring.

ring.

ring.

ring.

ring.

ring.

i'm sorry, the person you're trying to reach-

it went. to fucking. voicemail.

so then i called my mom. i did not particularly want to call her. my dad would've been the better of the two for this kind of situation, but i figured i should let her know that i wasn't dead.

she picked up on the first ring. she wanted to know where the fuck i was. i tried explaining- it was difficult when she was interrupting me every two seconds, but i managed. the starbucks girls were kind enough to pretend they weren't listening.

"why didn't you just-"

"i know, i'm sorry, i-''

"you worried everyone! your dad left, he went out looking for you!"

"i didn't mean to get lost, i'm-"

"well, hurry home! we've all been waiting on you to eat! this dinner is really important to us, you know!"

my throat clogged at the sharpness of her words. i gave a weak response, something like a shaky okay. my phone was at four percent.

i jerkily unplugged my phone. as fast as i could, without looking at anyone, i marched out of the store. talking to my mom broke something inside me, and i started to cry. my mom was one of the few people who had that power- because most of the time, it's very, very hard to make me cry.

as i was walking out the doors, i passed by a family, pointedly not looking at them whilst trying to wipe my face. the dad said, "you doin' okay, kiddo?" and my lower lip quivered. i bit it, and nodded, walking even faster, speed-walking to my car with tears pouring down my face.

with a blurry vision and hands that were trembling far too much, it was difficult to pull up my address on my phone, but i managed it. turns out, i'd accidentally driven to another goddamn city. i started driving home, trying to breathe deeply to calm myself down. it worked, for about ten minutes. until, despite the map, i took a wrong turn.

that's when i started sobbing.

and i don't mean crying, by the way, not the pretty cryin that they do in movies. not the crying i was doing before.

i mean fucking sobbing.

snot running down my face, screaming, hyperventilating, the whole bitch ass shebang.

it was bad. and i was still driving.

i heavily considered not even going home. my relationship with my family is complicated at best, downright shit at worst. i love them, of course i fucking love them, but i knew that they would bring me no comfort. i really wanted a hug. i wanted to go to my friend's house- because she'd hug me and talk to me softly and tell me that i'm okay, and that it's okay to be scared.

because i had been scared. i'd been fucking terrified.

i knew that i couldn't, though- i was already over an hour late for dinner, and they were all waiting on me. so i drove home as fast as i could; my phone died again, but by the time it did, i was back in an area i recognized. i was sobbing the entire time, until i parked in the driveway and forced myself to calm down. i used some napkins i kept in the glovebox to wipe my face. glancing in the mirror, i looked like absolute shit. puffy eyes, red nose, snot stuck on my septum piercing. i rubbed my face, got out of the car, and walked inside.

i sat at the dinner table. everyone was looking at me. quickly, and with as little emotion as possible, i told them what had happened. they moved past it surprisingly fast. everyone was hungry. my dad said a prayer, and everyone dug into the dishes.

i made it as far as piling mashed potatoes on my plate before i quietly excused myself and went to the bathroom, where i promptly began sobbing again- quieter, this time, though. i'd mastered the art of crying silently years ago.

i don't know how long it took me to compose myself again. probably around ten minutes. nobody mentioned it when i walked back into the dining room. my dad started telling a joke, and then my brother did, and then we were all going around the table sharing riddles and it was a normal, happy family dinner.

i had a glass of wine, debated whether i could get drunk without my parents noticing before deciding it was probably best not to. then we ate some pie- my mom made pecan, which is one of my favorites. by the time dinner was done, i was feeling better.

my brother gave me a hug. i wanted it to last more than two seconds.

I THINK THAT IF I AM UNDER ANY MORE STRESS I JUST MIGHT GO INSANE

BOY oh boy life sure is fun when you're nearly crying on a plane because you have to be at work in three hours and you have an essay due tonight and nobody is picking up your shift and you accidentally had a meltdown at your grandma's birthday party and your parents are trash-talking your relatives because thanksgiving was TENSE and you still have a million things to do and people keep asking you about where you want to go for college and your cousin was being creepy to your little sister and you really want to fucking quit your job but you need money for gas and christmas presents and you chugged two mountain dews and you think you have the beginnings of a migraine and your phone is about to die and you didn't sleep last night and aaceijciueanicneaimkxsmnxijasnidnu

EIGHT HOURS LATER: okay fam i wrote that on the plane and WOWZA ahaha don't worry i took a nap on the plane and then i ate a little snack and i called in from work and i got my homework done on time. still not doin great but hey life does get better. pain is temporary and all that jazz

bonus:

me, typing all of this while i'm trying not to cry on a plane: i can feel my bones and it's fucking nauseating

me, a few hours later when i'm feeling better: woah! that was kind of a lot. sorry guys 😊

[julibeeline]

love at first sight with the crew / feral boys

[romantic cc!crew boys x fem!reader]

masterlist

DREAM

you were at a movie theater with two other guys sitting next to you

they seemed to be around your age, talking occasionally during the movie

during the movie, the guy next to you nudges your elbow rather harshly

“oh im so sorry” he whispers when he realizes what happened

“no worries!” you say back, drawing your attention back to the movie

a few moments later, you overhear him whispering to the guy next to him

“nick, nick! the person next to me is actually really cute, fuck should i do something?”

you smile looking at the movie as he glances at you; checking if you heard anything

you act like nothing happened and as the movie ends, you start to stand up

he quickly rushes over tapping your shoulder as you turn around

“hey, my names clay, can i have your number? you’re really cute”

SAPNAP

karl had invited you to a gaming event with a bunch of people

you were having a good time so far; everyone was really nice

some point during the event karl left for a second to talk to someone

you just kinda stood there awkwardly looking around for someone to talk to

one of karl’s friends you knew as ‘sapnap’ from brief mentions came up to you smiling

“hey, youre y/n right? ive seen you with karl a few times?”

you guys talked for a short while until karl came back

“damn you guys talked already! sorry man but i think we gotta go, our ride is coming in like 5”

as you and karl left the building karl kept glancing at his phone

when you guys enter the car, he says

“hey y/n nick wants your number, he says youre pretty cool”

GEORGE

you were at a coffee shop when you noticed a group of guys glancing towards you

you had no idea what was going on, so you ignored it and went back to your book

meanwhile

“karllll george keeps looking at that girl over there at that table”

“ask her for her number of something george!”

“what? no!”

“its now or never george youre not gonna see her again”

“shut up nick its embarrasing”

“i dont care if you dont go right now im gonna push you”

“i cant”

“yes you can george please”

“no”

“if you dont then im gonna go ask for her number for myself if youre too busy being a pussy”

“okay fine im going! just stay here”

“LETS GOOOO”

it took him a lot of convincing until he finally got up and walked over to your table

“hey uh i noticed you from that table, youre really pretty, could i have your number by any chance?”

KARL

you had to subsititue for one of jimmy’s camera operators for an upcoming mr beast video

he had asked if you were free for a few hours, and that one of his filmers had fallen sick

as you were setting up the camera, you got startled by someone behind you

“hey my names karl, are you a new filmer here?”

“ah im just replacing someone today, its nice to meet you though karl!” you say smiling

the small talk soon became less awkward as you guys grew closer during the recording

occasional hand brushes, pats on the head; man this guy loved affection

but little did you guys know, those cute moments were caught on camera and posted

after the recording and few days later, you get a text from jimmy

“karl has been rewatching the same video over and over, do you wanna come down for another one? :)”

QUACKITY

you were at an airport heading home soon, about to catch your flight

you waited in line at a starbucks, a few people ahead of you

when it was finally your turn, you ordered while pulling out your purse but the cashier interrupts you

“the guy in front of you payed for your drink, you can just take it”

“oh?” you were so taken aback; you didnt even bother to look up while he was in the line

“im sorry, what did he look like?”

as the worker gave a brief description of the guy, you said a polite “thank you” and looked around with the drink in your hand

when you spotted a guy that met the description, you walked over to him

“hey, were you the guy that payed for my drink?”

“oh uh yeah hi” he giggles, adjusting his hat

“that was really nice of you, thank you so much” you say smiling softly

the whole conversation was a blushing, giggling mess

“hey my flight is boarding soon but youre really cute, could i have your number?” you ask

“yeah yeah of course!”

[writerkimmieahyoungieyurawr]

The office lady works as a secretary for a rich boss

Karina walks to her makeup table. She had her white blouse on and her matching white miniskirt that was barely enough to cover her crotch. She puts on some nice pink lipstick and takes a pill on her table. This was a special pill. Ever since SM was bought over, their new boss loved girls who lactate so all of them had to take one but hers was extra strong since she was now a personal secretary during their breaks, she always had to ensure she was lactating. She took her handbag and went to the basement where her pink Tesla and drove to work, stopping at Starbucks to get two caramel lattes along the way. Originally she wasn’t a fan of such a sugary coffee but after spending so much time with Yura, she has grown fond of the flavour. 

As she arrived at the company building, she parked her car in her special lot. She took her things and walked towards the lift lobby. As the lobby came into view, she started running as she saw that the lift had arrived and she wasn't gonna be on time if she had to wait for the next lift. Luckily for her winter was the one who was in the lift and held it for her leader. 

" Thanks, Winter. You're a lifesaver. " Karina said as she leaned against the wall of the lift. "Well, you could use it considering that you're already in trouble. You know Yura is picky. Don't tell me you forgot to do laundry again. "  Winter replied before sipping her iced Americano. "Yeah I did so I'm out of pink outfits. I can already feel my poor pussy being sore.' Karina sighed as the lift ringed three and Winter smiled. "Good luck. The fate of Aespa is in your holes. "

Karina sighed as she was prepared for the long day it's going to be when finally the elevator ringed 11. She stepped out of the lift and I walked towards her bosses office which had clear walls and as she came into view, she could tell her boss was already clearly displeased. "Good morning miss Yura, I have your usual. " Karina said in a joyful tone but she could feel the daggers being stared at her. "Miss Karina. You're my favourite. But what is this attire?" Karina bowed"I'm sorry miss. I forgot to do my laundry so I ran out of pink clothes. "

Yura shook her head. She stood up and pointed to her table and Karina knew what was coming next. She lifted her skirt up to her waist before bending over and using the table as leverage. She waited anxiously as she could hear the footsteps of her boss behind her. She wasn't prepared when she suddenly felt the paddle strike her ass as her boss had played her by making footsteps sounds and she let out a soft squeal. She gripped tighter on the table edge as she felt Yura continuing to hit her. "2,3…...27..28..29….30" eventually, she felt the paddle stop as she was panting and had formed puddles of drool, pussy juices and milk on the floor which the cleaner wasn't gonna be happy about. 

Karina panted on the floor for a moment but she felt a collar on her neck. “ Now I can’t have you be an embarrassment in my office and unfortunately I have work to finish up first. I hope you are prepared to work overtime tonight. “ Yura said as she started to undress the tired Karina who was still on the floor. Once she was naked, Yura started pulling Karina’s collar and she knew what she had to do. She started crawling underYura’ss the table. Yura attached the milking cup to Karina’s tits and turned it on making her moan in pleasure.  Yura proceeds to sit on her chair and moves her pussy towardsKarina’ss face. 

Karina obediently starts to lick Yura’s pussy. She did this for about two hours. She knew how Yura worked. She had to keep Yura aroused enough but not too aroused that she gets distracted and it showed. Yura went on with her day signing forms doing meetings and dealing with the daily affairs of the company without a single reaction. When the work for the day was over, Yura put her hand over Karina’s head and that was the signal for her to go all out. She started picking up her pace with her tongue movements and instead of just shallow licks on the labia of Yura’s pussy, she went fully into her pussy. Yura held Karina’s head down and used Karina’s nose to rub her clit. Karina of course wouldn’t complain she just enjoyed the taste and smell of her boss and she started to move even faster and it didn’t take very long for Yura to reach her edge and she could feel the dam breaking as she started squirting directly into Karina’s mouth which the younger gladly started drinking every drop to quench her thirst while still stimulating her boss. 

Yura smiled as she panted and leaned back on her chair. “This is why I love you as my secretary.” She turned off the milking machine as Karina heaved a sigh of relief. “Now get dress. I need you to look appropriate. I have a fashion show later and I can’t be seen with you in that white outfit. “ She said with visible disgust. 

Karina nods as she crawls out from under the table and quickly gets dressed to not keep Yura waiting. She grabbed her purse and ran after her boss to the lobby. “So for today, we will be getting you a proper outfit. Then I want to go and grab some lunch, preferably seafood. After which there will be the fashion show that I will have to attend which would probably take the rest of the day. Did you get all that?” Karina nods as she used her iPad to take down all the notes and was so distracted she ran into the wall of the basement lobby. 

Yura helps Karina up and kisses her forehead and giggles. “Such a clumsy girl. Pay attention to where you’re walking. “ She leads Katrina into her Porshe making sure she doesn’t trip on anything else and drove to her favourite boutique. 

When they arrived at the boutique, the owner was waiting for them and gave a small chuckle. “Looks like someone forgot to do laundry again. Sometimes I wonder if you just enjoy being punished by Yura.”  She leads the two of you into the boutique and brings you to the private room filled with pink office wear. Once the door closed, Karina immediately stripped naked and opened her purse and took out her lovense vibrators and puts one into her pussy and the other into her ass.

Yura smiled proud of how well trained Karina was and turned the vibrators on low. She spent the next thirty minutes making Karina model outfits for her. Using the vibrators to indicate to Karina to move on. Eventually, She settled on the usual short-sleeved pink button-down blouse and a miniskirt with her hair in a ponytail.  Yura licked her lips and opened her purse to take out a strap-on and harnesses it on herself. “Karina. You know what to do.”

Karina wobbles over her legs feeling like jelly from all the stimulation and she finally collapses to her knees in front of Yurara. She started sucking on the plastic hard. She wanted to make sure it was well lubricated since the last time she failed to do so she had a dry piece of plastic fucking her cunt roughly. She slobbered as she removed her top and started to use her tits to help with the blowjob and using some of the leaking milk as lubrication. After about five minutes, Yura pushed her down and turned her on her stomach and stroked the strapon against Karinas pussy and her ass. “Which hole does my little kitten want it in. “

Karina panted she knew her boss well by now. “What after you want miss. I’m just your little toy.” Yura smiled pleased and slammed the strap-on into the younger girls pussy. She gripped the perfect ponytail to use it as a way to thrust deep into Karina’s pussy. She turned on the lovense to max and Karina lets out a loud yelp. The pleasure was too much for the younger girl as the thrusts from Yura was making the lovense hit Karina’s womb entrance and the sensation was a brand new world for her. 

Yura flipped Karina over and started sucking on Karina’s sensitive tits and this was too much for Karina and she reached her first orgasm and squirt hard onto the floors. But Yura was relentless. She continued to thrust and was starting to get close herself so she turned on the vibrator in the strap-on to stimulate her clit but for Karina, this was too much. Her eyes rolled upwards, her back arched back as the pleasure builds up over and over again and for a good five minutes, she was in heaven orgasming over and over again making the puddle bigger and bigger before finally, Yura gave one last thrust which slightly pushed the lovense into Karina’s womb making Karina cum so hard she passed out as Yura squirted all over the skirt Karina had on. 

Yura slowly pulled out and turned off all the devices as she carried Karina to the sofa. She called for some delivery as she let the younger girl rest. “Maybe I should stop doing this every time she gets her outfit wrong. This feels more like a reward than a punishment. “