#she’s literally like ‘650 a month

[loplainlointhemorning]

I’m tryna get a place in Richmond rn and I know it’s going to be “DO WE HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS RIGHT NOW???” yes yes we do. this is time sensitive. you are required contractually to be actually involved with my life right now.

[mattscoquette]

my moms mad at me so she said shes not buying me fresh love today but she bought my brother a new $650 baseball bat when he literally got a new one last week☺️

and i would buy it myself but the local shop i worked at shut down and ive been unemployed since (its been like a month and im looking for a new job) and im tryna save up my money for an apartment so im not tryna spend $70 on a hoodie

aww sorry love :( i hope u can get the next drop !

[vorenado-m]

happy disability pride month! please consider helping me take back my life as a disabled person!

the TL;DR is that for the last 3 months i have had an absolutely soul-sucking miserable minimum wage retail job that, due to the way scheduling works (and the app being broken as fuck) has prevented me from having access to literally any of the life-saving mental health/medical care i need as a disabled person.

my disability is best managed through a combination of medication, therapy, and casework-- not a single one of which i have had since march! :) contextually, up until i got this job, i took three daily medications and had casework once a week and therapy once or sometimes twice a week. these services are offered at an affordable cost to me through a local organization that is threatening to close my case due to lack of participation.

ill make another, more detailed post later with some of the services i can offer for money (i draw! i code! i write!) but until then here is a code you can scan if you have a few dollars to spare:

there are more details beneath the cut (idk about you guys but im kinda nosy so i wrote some more stuff in case anyone else is also nosy) but thats the gist of it. you can also always ask for details. i dont have a therapist right now so it might feel good to say things.

my plan is as follows: i would like to take the month of july more or less "off" from work to get my affairs in order, starting with scheduling appointments for therapy and casework and getting back on my meds. i am actively looking for a job, but i would like the ability to be somewhat picky instead of applying everywhere i think might have me for the sake of having money coming in to pay rent.

for the last two years i have made less than $800/mo and i can survive on roughly $600-$650 a month. my july rent ($550) is paid and my august rent (at least $500) is most likely also squared away, through a combination of some cash i was hoarding, a previous donation, my last expected paychecks from my current job, and my brother generously offering to cover whatever is left over. the extra $100ish is for roughly a months supply of the food that is part of my daily routine that i get cranky without (i have tea every morning, for instance.)

i have a fantastic roommate who is not struggling as much financially who will do everything in her power to make sure i have access to staple foods (rice, eggs, etc) so i really just need to buy the things only i consume (kimchi, milk, etc.) there is a food bank i go to, so i am not worried about food, but i can only go to it once per month. we have a barter system where i trade her the things i dont want from the food bank and she buys me things i will eat; alternatively, i sometimes give her things i get from the food bank (eg meat) that she turns into meals for both of us.

i live independently/"alone" with roommates and do not have support from my family pretty much at all. they have never been particularly useful for emotional support and have openly denied me financial support since i was a teenager. moving in with them/getting help from them/talking to them is not an option.

i have emailed my caseworker at the mental health organization i work with as well as my caseworker with the disability vocational program i work with to help me find a new job that is "back of house" and requires less customer interaction. i did this over the weekend, so i expect to hear back from them sometime this week. in the meantime, i am searching for jobs on my own in places like indeed, jobhat, careerbuilder, etc. as well as checking company websites of places like chain grocery stores to see what is available in my area.

my job pool is a bit limited due to the fact that i cannot drive (due to both my disability and the medication im supposed to be taking for it) but i am very well-versed at taking the bus, which is free. getting to and from work is not a concern for me; it is being able to do the job without being driven to the edge of a mental breakdown that is the problem.

the disability vocational program is my ticket out of poverty! last month i had a follow-up evaluation (i had to call out of work for it, but frankly i was at the end of my rope then too) where they approved my career goals as a web developer and we are in the process of deciding what my next steps are! the program will likely (depending on what route i take) help pay for vocational training, too, but i obviously have to pay rent while in training. which i think i can do if i have a job that doesnt make me want to die.

i have some other things that make my life a bit harder (im mixed race, i am nonbinary + gay, etc) but i would say those things dont really impact my ability to get a job as much as the disability does LOL which is why i did not feature them prominently in this post. like, the reason i cant get a job isnt because people dont want to hire me because i have blue hair and pronouns, its because im obviously disabled.

if you have any other questions, no matter how intrusive you think they might be, feel free to send a DM or an ask, and i will try to answer.

[zentreyatwitchvods]

650 VODS PUBLISHED!! ON THE ROAD TO 800!!

Hello geckos! Ready for another big update? This time we have good, but also some bad news as well, unfortunately. Let’s start with the good news.

How many vtubers do you know that keep a VODs channel? Surprisingly there are not many! Today the costs of file storage are very low but despite that many vtubers and their communities still choose not to keep them. And thus countless moments are completely lost forever, "like tears in the rain"...

We know that there are many other vtubers in our community, and to them we’d like to say: the memories you create with your own communities and friends is very precious, worth sharing, literally capable of transforming lives as you bring so much joy to the people who watch you, and countless more who are yet to find your amazing content.

650 VODS!

We’re glad to inform our lovely gecko community that we have just crossed the mark of 650 VODs published! That’s right. The Zentreya Twitch VODs channel is now a strong candidate to become one of the largest vtuber archives on the internet, thanks to an absolutely incredible community who loves and cares for our kamioshi, and was able to record literally thousands and thousands of hours of Zen. But there’s more! Right now we are strong on the road to 800 VODs as we prepare the next batch of 100 to be uploaded, which is an amazing number that we expect to be crossing in the next few months.

DeadPark

For this current batch of more than 100 VODs that have already been published recently, we would like to, once again, thank DeadPark for this incredible contribution, straight out of their personal backups. We’re also going to work together on publishing the next 100 VODs, mostly from 2022 (Cyborg Zen 1.0 era)! DeadPark keeps a website entirely dedicated to retro games, with news, articles and more. So, to all the fans of retro games, go check out their website at https://DeadPark.com. Also, feel free to follow them on Twitter/X: https://x.com/DeadParkGames/ Thank you so much! OUTFIT DEBUT RE-UPLOADS

Again, thanks to DeadPark, we’re about to start re-uploading Zen’s outfit debuts in 1080p very soon now, and this includes her 2D and 3D outfits as requested by the fans. We already have all of them available on the channel, but mostly in 720p. So stay tuned for the re-uploads! MORE TIMESTAMPS!

Wade Tunnell

We also would like to thank once again Wade Tunnell for the absolutely incredible work on timestamping literally hundreds of Zen’s VODs! All the 100 recent VODs have already been timestamped, and while we prepare another batch of VODs to be published he’s been also very kindly doing the same for some of the old VODs as well. Thank you very much Wade!

And now, to the bad news... A COPYRIGHT STRIKE... Unfortunately there are some bumps on the road, and YouTube keeps getting in the way. On April 27, 2024, the channel received a copyright strike (our first one) due to one of the songs played during Zen’s stream.

That stream was a sponsored one, and she had acquired proper authorization beforehand to play that specific song during that stream on Twitch, but unfortunately different platforms means different rules, and YouTube has been on a true crackdown on copyrighted content for a while now. So the entire VOD containing that specific song got deleted by YouTube immediately after the upload, and the channel remained under the effect of said strike for the next 90 days after that. Some of you have already noticed that there was a slowdown on the uploads during that period. We had to take extra care with what to upload, and there’s a few VODs that still need to undergo a special attention in order to be re-uploaded, and this extra care will have to be kept moving forward. But there’s still a lot of old VODs to be uploaded along with the recent ones as well. We will try to re-upload that specific VOD from the image above (the one that caused the copyright strike), but we need to find time to do some research and decide how to appropriately edit it first.

For the people who are not familiarized with how YouTube works, if a channel receives 3 copyright strikes within a specific time frame, the ENTIRE channel gets mercilessly deleted! Now, that is truly scary… So, the same way that this channel got reactivated by the efforts of Zen’s community, we encourage anyone to download any videos that you want from here and from her Twitch channel (they get automatically deleted from there after 2 months, and we just keep re-uploading them on YouTube). We never know what’s gonna happen tomorrow, and if anything YouTube has proven time and time again that it just cannot be trusted.

While re-uploading the VODs from here to another YouTube channel can possibly cause problems to you and Zen due to YouTube’s Duplicate Content Policy, we encourage anyone who wishes to preserve their most cherished memories and can afford to the costs of storage, of course, to download them for themselves and save them on your own hard drives. After all, it’s thanks to this practice that this channel could be re-activated in the first place. We know this all sounds frustrating, but unfortunately this seems to be the best we can do at the moment. We will keep uploading them to this channel for the time being for the sake of keeping an archive online in one place. But the best source to get the best VODs is still on Zen’s official Twitch channel, and by downloading them from there while they're still fresh it’s guaranteed that you will always get the best quality of all.

OTHER THREATS TO THE CHANNEL...

In the recent months we’ve seen popping up here and there rumors that major record labels such as Universal Music and others are pulling their music from TikTok and other apps and social networks in general. Apparently this is happening in preparation for the release of their own direct-to-consumer services. We can’t prove this, but such moves coincide with some strange behaviors that we have been observing on YouTube recently and that has been causing some trouble for this channel in the background.

Some people are starting to complain that old VODs are disappearing from this channel. We have found out that some VODs that have been published months, even years ago, videos that have been given lots of likes and comments, have now been partially or even 100% blocked by YouTube due to copyrighted songs and/or video excerpts that were played during Zen’s streams. Some of these songs and videos have been on YouTube since forever, some of them played thousands and thousands of times, but only recently seems to have been mysteriously claimed.

Old VODs that have been blocked recently.

This means that YouTube has begun retroactively scanning through old videos looking for more copyrighted contents to block. This poses a constant threat to all the work that have been done up until now, as we keep seeing old VODs being blocked every now and then. The way we deal with this is to apply the muting tools provided by YouTube to the troubled videos and pray for it to work. One of the options provided is to use YouTube’s built-in AI to remove the copyrighted song from the background while preserving Zen’s voice. This results in a significant drop in the audio quality of these segments, and Zen's voice sounds like she is speaking from an old radio or phone line (if you have come across any of such segments, now you know why). Sometimes this tool doesn’t work at all, and the only way is to mute the whole claimed segment, which is heartbreaking. Fortunately it only spans from a few seconds to some minutes. But there are some VODs with hours-worth of segments claimed. And when the content claimed is a video excerpt, the only tool available is to cut off the entire claimed segment from the VOD, including the video, rendering it truncated and losing continuity.

This only proves that YouTube is definitely not the best place to store the VODs, as it is not future-proof, despite millions of people around the world using it all the time. Again, we encourage anyone to download any VODs that you want, especially while they’re still fresh on Zen’s Twitch channel, because the quality of the video there is also quite superior when compared to YouTube.

Now, onto some other news...

PLAYLISTS

Because we are speeding up the upload of the next 100 VODs from 2022 (along with the most recent streams) we won’t be focusing on creating more playlists at this moment, but we have started adding more Playlists as well, such as collabs, RWBY, D&D and New outfit debut! There's tons of VODs yet to be added to those Playlists, but take this as a sneak peak of what this is going to be. Basically tons of Playlists with themes, dates, games, etc.

VOD REQUESTS

As you all probably have noticed, we are not currently publishing the VODs in any particular order, because we are still focusing on uploading the old ones, and dealing with YouTube behind the scenes is much more complicate than it may sound like. But many of the ones uploaded in recent months have been requests from the community. Whenever you guys comment requesting a VOD we take note of them and notify you back by replying to your comments as soon as we upload them. Unfortunately we were not able to find some of them yet, but as soon as we get a new VOD we quickly scan them to see if it matches any existing request. Please, feel free to keep suggesting more VODs in the comments section, as this channel is all about keeping memories alive.

A HUGE THANK YOU!

Thank you very much for all the love and support for Zentreya, the other VShojo members, their friends, the mods, and for our VODs channel, for all the likes and lovely comments! You are all always so amazing and it’s always great to see you! You guys make all this work worthwhile. We truly hope that all this effort brings you more ways to watch our favorite vtuber and relive so many great moments. Please, feel free to contact us if you would like to contribute with one or more VODs that you believe we don’t have.

Rayterni

I am Rayterni, I’ve been one of the artists of Zen’s community, currently in charge of the uploads to the VODs channel, and you can contact me via a DM on Discord (look for the name in purple on the right column or do a quick search on the #music-channel), or you can always find me on Twitter: https://x.com/Rayterni. I will answer you ASAP. I even have some tutorials already on the best way we can get your files transferred over to us to be uploaded to the channel, and it's not complicate. You will be credited with the collaboration as always on the next update with a thank you message and a link to your page, if you so desire. You can also choose to contact the mods directly on Discord (look for the names in yellow) or on Twitter: Shadow Ben: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95 and Barefoot Ellecktric: https://x.com/BarefootElleck.

Zentreya's mods: Barefoot Ellecktric and Shadow Ben

Ben is one of Zen’s oldest mods and created this channel years ago to support her. He is currently going through some hardships, and to those who have read this entire update I would like to kindly ask you to take a moment to go to his Twitter and, please, consider helping out our friend: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95/status/1793985473528152143 For more context, please go here: https://x.com/Shadow_Ben95/status/1778985543218442262 Thank you so very much in advance for your kindness!

AND THAT'S IT FOR NOW! We’ll be back for the 800 VODs and hopefully with even more good news for everyone! Keep watching Zen on Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/zentreya. She has just crossed the half million followers there and on Twitter: https://x.com/zentreya. We leave you here with another list of suggested VODs to watch from the recent batch:

And as Zen says:

“Stay safe everyone! Stay awesome! Stay strong! And as always… Rock on!” 🤘

Finally! Zen's 27h stream gets published, in 3 parts!

Zentreya Regal Outfit debut!

Zentreya's birthday and Bowsette Outfit debut in 2 parts!

Zen tries the hot sauce challenge with a sus game:

Zen and Henya finally get to play Halo 2 together, in 2 parts:

[mirananananan]

very personal rant to follow, proceed at your own risk!!!

i agreed to be in one of my friend's weddings forever ago. this has been one of those like 2 1/2 year engagements bc she wanted everything about the wedding to be PERFECT. honestly i was really shocked that she asked me to be a bridesmaid bc she has an absurd amount of cousins, and of course i said yes bc we've been friends for years and work together now. i guess i should also add i was the first of my friends to get married, so i have never been a bridesmaid!

i hate to say this, but i regretted it almost immediately. the bride has such awful anxiety and has been really particular about the LOOK of everything for the wedding (like we received a 10 slide immaculately-done presentation/look book). she has been all "oh i just want everything to be chill and laid back" but ALSO i have now personally spent at least $1k on this wedding and will certainly spend more before it's all over.

we went on a bachelorette weekend trip that i spent probably $350 for my portion of the airbnb, plus food and gas and the activities that we did while there, and it ended up adding up to almost $650 by the end. i had to order a dress that cost $190 (yes you read that correctly) PLUS taxes & shipping PLUS getting it hemmed.....i have now spent almost $300 on a dress i will wear once in someone else's wedding. and then i chipped in to help with the shower today plus got her a gift and YOU GUYS.......the wedding is still two months away, and i am just so ready for it to be over bc monetarily...i'm tapped out.

fast forward to today & i'm standing amongst the other bridesmaids, and tbh we were commiserating about how much those damn dresses cost, and the moh was like "at least i like the color of mine," so then we're looking at our orders and...................disaster struck. i ordered the wrong fucking color. we're all supposed to have different colors, but there were two shades of "rose" and i ordered the wrong one.

so anyways. we all agreed not to tell the bride until wedding day because there is literally NOTHING we can do about it atp, but i feel so fucking sick over it! like even if i straight up pulled another $300 out of thin air to buy a new one (no exchanges since it's custom-made!!!!!!!), it wouldn't be here in time for the wedding, which is in 7 weeks.

i straight up do NOT fuck stuff up like this, like i am always so careful and keep my shit together. and now i feel like a complete idiot! and my anxiety is eating me alive over it! so i needed to vent about it i guess!

[queenharumiura]

Sweeter Than Cake (Haru's Birthday Fic Gift 2024!)

He didn’t know what to do for her, but knew he sucked at cooking. Therefore there was no way in hell Gokudera was baking Haru’s cake himself. Thus the Smoking Bomb found himself window browsing the shops of Namimori for the perfect cake within price range. He knew her favorite was a Mont Blanc but it was out of his budget seeing he barely made ends meet as it was by working in the same grocery store he had since school. It was not his fault the customers were rude and caused him to get rude in return. Luckily for him though Haru liked all kinds of cakes.

Though Gokudera wasn’t much of one for sugary sweets, he knew Haru would enjoy it for her appreciation day and for her birthday as well, one day every month when she could have as many sweets as she wanted. Girls and their stupid self invented holidays. Could he have an appreciation day and drink as much as he wanted? No, Haru would kick his ass.

He browsed the stores, window shopping and searching, and cursing when his efforts were useless. Could he bake her one? He could hardly cook on his own without burning it, when the girls went on strike in the future, the boys would have starved after they ran out of cup noodles.

He knew his sister loved baking, but Gokudera would never in his life subject someone to Bianchi’s poisoned cooking when he himself had suffered enough of it. Why would he make Haru go through that torture when he loved her? He could run and beg Kyoko to help teach him? No, he had too much pride. Yamamoto was a good cook, but did he know how to bake? He wasn’t sure how Haru would accept a cake made of hand rolled sushi. Probably not well unless it was all expensive fatty tuna.

There were some smaller single slices and cupcakes he could get her, which seemed much cheaper at average prices of 650, 675, and 399 yen. A strawberry shortcake slice, a small Mont Blanc cupcake, and a cream puff, were the specials at the cake shop he found. Purchasing all three, he wasn’t certain what drinks went well with sweets like these, but usually in Italy, dessert comes with a coffee. Now he had to find something affordable. He stopped at the Conbini and got a few cans of cold coffee. He wasn’t one for sweets, but he’d have a drink with her.

Arriving at home, he sent her a message and waited for Haru to arrive. When she did he handed her one of the coffees and all three cakes and explained. “I wanted to do something for your birthday and wasn’t sure which cake you liked best, so I got you all three slices.”

“Hayato, you didn’t have to. The only thing that would make this day better is a kiss and cuddle from Uri.” Haru smiled as she walked in.

Taking her request literally, Gokudera called the cat out of the Storm Buckle and was met with a flurry of hisses and swipes and a loud “Nya!”, as she jumped out and ran over cuddling Haru like she was her cat and not his box weapon.

Gokudera was undeterred. He wouldn’t lose to a damn box weapon, not even his own. However, every inch closer to his girlfriend that he made, Uri let out another growl and hiss. And every time he reached for her, the cat reached for his arm, claws extended with a soft and sing-song “Nya-nya” which if Gokudera, the U.M.A expert, remembered the translation of the language of felines, then that was a “fuck you” in cat if he ever heard one. He’d let it slide off his back for now. Their friends were coming over to celebrate anyway, but he knew when they left he’d have her all to himself tonight and that was sweeter than any kind of cake he could have bought her.

[mintbees]

Wait you don't qualify for 'sociale huur'? I mean on there the pickings are slim as fuck too of course. Not to out my self as old but I've been registered on that website for 12 years and still am hundredth plus in line.. (T_T) All at one point I was 900th something in line for an apartment at an Amsterdam channel, would've been 650 a month. But alas. It is just so breaking like they are building like crazy in this area but non of it is for social housing.. So yea.. Big Oof.

( ´･･)ﾉ(._.`)

I do qualify but here’s the really funny thing: with our income we’re still too poor to qualify :)

And yeah me and my friend don’t have the best money situation she works a min wage job and I’m on government benefits but that combined should at least get us SOMETHING. Instead no, woning net position 1300 out of 1500 get fucked we don’t care you reacted as one of the first people. Literally the closest I’ve ever gotten so far has been position 90.

What’s additionally rlly fun is that almost my entire super complicated care network is set up in my city and ONLY my city so say I wanted to try to rent in Utrecht I would have to uproot my entire care network (took 5 years to set up) and start from scratch.

So I can’t even move to a cheaper city it’s just my very specific city that is super expensive and has little to no houses. :)

[diariesof-kg]

Happy Pride.

06_04_23

I honestly want to go to Pride, it’ll be the only pride festive thing I’d do this month and onward.  I realized that I do like Megan Thee Stallion, as I reopened my twitter and found tweets I had written about her, Lol.  

*side note: my cousin was playing H.E.R. old album and I felt a strange emotion., I was like wow you listen to her H.E.R. he was like she has good music.  Phew, that album got me out of the last situation forreal.

Pressing forward, I am in a space that I feel like a disease and if I went I’d infect people around me, even though pride is about happiness and celebration and my oneself can’t affect masses of people.  It’s my subconscious telling me not to go.  Perhaps typing all my emotions out will release me from being numb.  Perhaps if I go I can receive some healing?  Maybe this is perfect timing to be in a positive space surrounded by people like myself?  I have until Wednesday to decide.  I did fork up over $500 to attend.  I think its like $650 or so, all those damn fees.  Maybe it could cure my numbness?  I feel like one of those broken people, but one that is more aware.  If I don’t go it’s just money lost, and I’d feel bad for wasting money, although money means nothing to me in a since, it just allows me to do things and nothing more.

I kind of want to see what Megan looks like in person.  I kind of want to see Mariah Carey, but me and her got beef from years ago. Lol, she always late and lip syncs.  I kind of want to live the life of VIP because everyone deserves to experience that and I did take off work at which my supervisor approved but could have denied.  Plus it’s my girlfriend first pride and she loves Megan, therefore she deserves to see her side chick and who am I to deny that.  Tomorrow is Monday, maybe I will feel better by Wednesday.  Maybe not.

I have a lot of mental work to do.  I don’t think I have any more sick time left.  There are so many positive reasons to go that would benefit me mentally.  Zena feels as though I should go. Lol, she sick of me laying in bed all day, literally.  Maybe I could meet new people and potential friends?  Too soon actually.  I kind of at this point don’t have much faith or trust in humans.  Everyone either wants to fck on you or use you.  Or better yet, manipulate you and throw you away.  It’s dangerous out here.  We shall see what this week entails.  I’d have to be on point without a phone though;  But all in all, Happy Pride!

[obaex]

stole the show - jj maybank

summary: jj steals your attention during a music festival

word count: 650

soundtrack: all for love / kygo

The steady beat of the music thrummed through the crowd as everyone moved on time with the bass. The vibe was perfect; the sun was low, throwing technicolor rays high into the sky, it was hot out, but not uncomfortable despite the crush of bodies around you, and your skin tingled with the warmth of summer.

You had been waiting for this concert for over 6 months, losing it when you found out your favorite artist was headlining your favorite music festival. You knew this was a night you would remember for the rest of your life. You smiled as you took in the scene around you: John B and Sarah staring goofily into each other's eyes as they danced like fools, and Kie and Pope discretely (not discretely) passing a blunt back and forth in a fit of giggles. Your heart warmed at the comfortable, perfect feeling of being with your second family.

Just when you thought the day couldn't get any sweeter, you felt a warm hand tangle in yours and you turned to see JJ, his bright blue eyes shining down at you, a mischievous smile on his lips.

You had been skirting around your feelings for each other for months, holding strictly to the "no pogue on pogue macking" rule, but lately it had become near on impossible to stop the inevitable. You were tired of pulling back your hand every time you were tempted to touch him, to trace your fingers up his biceps, to run them through his blonde hair. You didn't want to bite your lip until the skin broke to stop yourself from blurting out exactly how you felt; words with the power to destroy a friendship if he didn't feel the same way. But between the music humming in your veins and the weed clouding your judgment, you suddenly didn't give a fuck about John B's rules.

She was literally glowing in the light of the setting sun, its rays bouncing off the glitter she had dusted on her cheeks and her suntanned skin, her dimples deepening with her smile as she danced and laughed with their friends. JJ's breath caught at the sight of her. The sound of her sweet laughter was the music he was here for, the soundtrack to his summer. He didn't know what the fuck to do. With any other girl it was easy, he could sweet talk them right into his bed, but with you, it was different. He didn't want that. He wanted more. He wanted you to know you meant more to him than that. His mind played back the highlight reel of you surfing together, you falling asleep on the boat with your head in his lap, your arms around him on his bike, your eyes catching his across the hot tub.

Fuck it. Stupid things have good outcomes all the time.

He reached out to grab your hand, turning your attention to him.

"Mm, what is it Jay?" you asked as he grabbed your hand.

"C'mere" he said, pulling you to him.

Before you knew what was happening, he wrapped one arm around you, lifting your feet off the ground as his other cupped your face and he pressed his lips to yours. You barely managed to kiss him back as you smiled and laughed against him, hearing your friends whooping and hollering in the background. He held you tightly and wouldn't let you go. You were so overwhelmingly happy, surprised and nervous you couldn't help your laughter. You were smiling too hard to kiss him, so he set you down and began peppering your face with kisses. Eventually you caught your breath, taking his face in your hands, "Took you long enough, Maybank."

"Shut it" he said jokingly, taking his hat off and placing it on your head, tugging it down so it covered your eyes.

[moostaronce]

Late Nights

Requested

Pairing: Handong x Gen neutral!Reader

Word Count: 650

A/N Hey so I did my best to do some research and found that Qīn (亲 ) means something like ‘Dear’ or ‘Bae’ and Měi nǚ (美女) means something like ‘beautiful woman’. If you are chinese or speak it fluently and I’m incorrect please let me know!

Tip Jar

“Qīn.” Dong calls for you in the darkness of your shared bedroom. She listens for a response with a delicate hand resting on your chest, where she had only moments ago been sleeping. When you don’t stir she shakes your body as gently as possible in an attempt not to frighten you awake.

Once you start to come out of your slumber Dongie caresses one side of your face and kisses the cheek closest to her. Your hand finds hers and you place a light kiss on her palm trying to subtly shake the grogginess.

“Měi nǚ what’s wrong?” Your voice is riddled with sleep and Dong takes a moment to coo at how cute you look fighting to keep your eyes open for her.

“I can’t get back to sleep. Let’s watch something.” This isn’t an unusual occurrence for either of you. You both promised if one of you couldn’t sleep and needed the other’s conscious company then you could wake each other.

“Sure, go ahead and get some snacks going while I get my life together.” You bring both hands up to rub them over your eyes trying to get your bearings.

She doesn’t leave the room until you at least sit up just in case she has to wake you a second time. There’s a lingering kiss placed on the top of your head before she heads out into the kitchen to get your snacks ready. She’s waiting for the popcorn to finish when she feels your arms wrapping around her spreading a familiar and calming warmth through her entire body.

Neither of you speaks for now, just relaxing in the serenity of each others presence. When the microwave beeps, you release her and let her pour the popcorn into a bowl. On the way to the living room you grab a bag of chips and plop down next to your girlfriend.

Dong turns on a Chinese drama that the two of you started a month and a half ago that you never finished and the two of you sit impossibly close to each under the same electric blanket, and cuddle while you snack.

Every now and then you take a look at her to see if she’s enjoying the show and smile when you see how focused she is. Giving her a periodical kiss on the cheek or the side of her temple is common place and while she doesn’t bat an eye, she does squeeze your hand that she grabbed in the middle of the first episode and hasn’t let go of since.

There is always a certain level of comfortability between you two. Her friends always make fun of you because you’re both always so loved up even when they are around. Times like these though, these times where it was just the two of you in private were the best. Times where you can just hold her without a care and she never hesitates to hold you right back.

You always joked that it was fate that brought you together the way it did. Dong literally fell into your arms like one of those cheesy romance comedy movie openings. A slip and a fall and suddenly she was in a beautiful stranger’s arms with a flourish. Hearts pounded, words were stuttered and before you know it the two of you are moving into a brand new apartment together.

The first was a disaster because you had roommates and no privacy. You both have come a long way but you’ve always said it was worth it to be here with her now.

So here you are with the girl of your literal dreams eating popcorn and engrossed in a popular C-drama that’s taken you forever to start and even longer to finish, but it’s perfect because you’re together. Perfect because of Dongie. Who cares that it’s 2am on a Wednesday? There is no where you could possibly rather be right now than in this very moment.

[serotonincemetery]

Lucifer x Reader

TW//Self image issues, mentions of depression, mentions of death, death, angst maybe?

You knew of a man in LA. You didn't have a permanent residence in Dallas. So you had packed up your things. You had recently left your job. The boss made you quit, he gave you extra money since he knew you were going through a small rough patch, with the burials of your family. Now you didn't wanna seem like the cliche protagonist, with the dead family, but they had recently passed in a car accident with a truck. After that, you were lonely. Your brother had bean your only friend, now that was sad, but it was true. And now you were lonely. You had heard of a man in Los Angeles who can grant wishes, but the cost, no one has ever said. But this would be your only chance to at least have friends, or at least one friend.

You had driven from Dallas, Texas to a motel in New Mexico, to another motel before making it to Arizona, you drove all night and stopped at a motel in San Diego and stayed there for two days before driving up the coast and you had finally made it to Los Angeles. Finally, after all the fast food, you found a place where you could rent a basement.

The rent was semi-cheap, $650 a month, not bad. You had moved in the same day you found it, the owner was a bit skeptical, but you assure them you weren't trying to go into hiding or hiding from the cops, you actually told them the truth, well not the whole truth, you told them you were looking for a man here in Los Angeles. They didn't seem shocked and said they needed a beer and left.

You made sure to get a good night's sleep that night. When you woke up in the morning you had taken a shower and dressed up decently, well you thought you did at least, you had dressed up in a pair of jeans, which had to go against you and show of your curves and rolls that you didn't like to see in the mirror. You had a black oversized shirt that had the hem tucked into the jeans and to top it off you had a tan cardigan to go with it.

You slipped on your shoes and left the house and got in your car, you had started driving around and asking people, at some point you stopped and asked a woman. "Hey, excuse me?" You said as you pulled up your car beside her. "I'm looking for someone, um, he's known for making deals or something along those lines." You explained.

The woman sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "By any chance is his name Lucifer?" She asked.

"Um, I think so, I'm not sure." You said unsurely as you tried to think.

"I was heading back to the police station, my name is Chloe Decker. I'm not really sure why you want to talk to Lucifer of all people, but you can follow me back to the station where he should be." Chloe said as she had leaned on the open window of your car.

"Okay, m-my name is [Y/N], w-would you like me to give you a ride to your car?" You asked nervously. Chloe looked like she was thinking, you were quiet and extremely nervous. "N-No pressure, its up to you, figuratively and literally.." You trailed off, she glanced at you. "I'll be quiet now."

"No it's okay, and I think I'll take you up on that offer." She said as she opened the car door and sat down. You waited for her to put on her seatbelt before following her directions. You eventually got to her car and let her out and then afterwards she thanked you and got in her car and you followed.

You both drove to the station and got out, you followed her in quietly. Once you and Chloe got in she motioned for you to sit in a chair at a desk with files and papers on it. Chloe was talking with other officers and then pulled out her phone. You couldn't hear what she was saying but within a few minutes after ending the call a tall man walked into the station.

He walked over to Chloe and they started talking and when you glanced over Chloe motioned towards you. Lucifer looked at you and then scoffed and walked over to you.

"Well I'm told you are looking for me, what does an innocent woman like you need?" He asked simply as he leaned on his hand which was now on the desk. You also were astonished at his accent, it was kind of attractive but by the looks of this and what you wanted, but the moment that one thought that went through your head, it left as soon as it had arrived.

"I was hoping to make a deal of sorts." You mumbled as you played with the hem of your cardigan.

"Ah, there it is, so pray-tell, what does the little woman desire most?" He asked while making uncomfortable eye contact with you.

"I would like a friend, also what's that look for?" You asked.

"You're kidding. You could have anything, and you would like a friend, it's honestly quite pathetic." He mumbled the last part very quietly while also ignoring your question about his stare.

"I know it's pathetic, don't remind me, but I don't like being alone and I've lost a few people that meant so much, I could really use a friend right now." You mumbled, now feeling ashamed for such a minuscule thing that you're selling your soul for.

"Okay, well, what type of friend are you looking for?" He asked.

"Doesn't really matter, it could really be anyone as long as they care about me." You said a bit louder than a mumble.

"Are you sure? No glory? No fame?" He asked, you immediately nodded. "Wow, this has got to be the most simple wish ever." He scoffed with a smirk.

"I'm sure." You said as Lucifer sighed.

"Follow me, [Y/N], we need somewhere more private." He said as he held out a hand for you to take, you took it as you realized you never told him your name, but then again Chloe could've told him. He pulled you up gently and then let go and walked out of the station, you forgot you were even there while talking to him, you followed him and you both walked to a more secluded area, which was a few blocks down and around the corner into an alleyway, you followed him as he walked through the alleyway, you felt as if you were gonna die here, but it also gave you a sense of relief. He stopped at the end of the alleyway which had led to a small gravel path. 

"What are we doing here?" You asked.

"Finishing the deal, but I do warn you, I normally don't take souls, I always want favors and call them in when I need them, but at this point, I have already assessed your soul on the way here and made the decision that I want it." He explained as you looked puzzled. "Are you sure you only want a friend though?" He inquired with the same look as before that creeped you out.

"Again with that weird look, what are you doing?" You asked.

"Funny, my charm isn't working." He said. 

"Charm? What charm? The only charm you've had so far is the charm to creep me out." You explained with a quiet and unsure tone.

"Interesting." He said, rolling the ing on his tongue, with a scarily interested look.

"Anyways, I want to make this deal." You said nervously as you fiddled with the hem of your cardigan again.

Lucifer snapped his fingers and a small light lit up, you gasped, it hurt for a few moments before it was numbed. You looked at him and he smiled. "Okay, well, it's done, at the end of your time, your soul goes to hell with me, where you could be forever tortured. But you knew about this didn't you?" He said, you knew he purposely didn't mention that.

You shook your head no, but then said, "Well, at least I'll have a friend until then." You gave a partial anxious smile.

"You are one of the most interesting humans I have ever met except the detective." He said 

"Thank you?" You said questioningly. "Also who will become my friend?" You asked.

"You said anybody didn't you?" He asked. "Does it really matter, you got a friend now." He said curtly.

"Is it you?" You asked curiously.

"Do you have a problem with it, [Y/N]?" He asked with a slight darker tone.

"No, I don't but it will be interesting with you as a friend." You genuinely smiled.

~~~

You had made that deal over a year ago, you and Lucifer were actual friends and you both enjoyed each other's company. He had helped you through a bunch of things, you loved him, but he didn't know that, maybe he did, but you also knew about his powers, but they didn't work on you. 

But he had helped you through a breakup and a few dates, they had all ended badly. The breakup consisted of the guy calling you a fat cow, that really brought down your self-esteem and you had more image issues than before. Lucifer had comforted you and ended up getting Maize to beat him to a pulp. And with the other dates, they were mainly to forget about your childish crush on Lucifer. You had a few dates with women, who were all over you, not in a bad way, they wanted to give you everything, that was same with a few men. But in the end they were either too controlling or cared too much which was sweet, but you couldn't handle them asking where you were 24/7.

But all good things always have to come to an end, you and Lucifer had been walking to the station and were about 20 metres away with your arm hooked with Lucifer's laughing at something stupidly innocent he did.

Your immediate reaction to the screeching behind you and Lucifer was to get him away, completely forgetting about the whole devil thing. But he had a hold on you but was a bit too late to move your body out of the way. The car made impact with the both of you and both of you were shot a few feet away. Within those few seconds, Lucifer had let go of your arm and you were about five feet away from him, lying on the ground struggling to breathe. 

You had heard frantic shuffling behind you and then an arm going around your back, Lucifer pulled you into his lap. "No." He said breathlessly. "No!" He shouted. "Not yet, no, you can't die yet [Y/N] I won't let you die." He said frantically. Everything else had drowned out for him, the other people swarming the both of you, the shouts, quickly police officers had rushed out and looked around and saw the gathering of people. They rushed over and pushed through and saw Lucifer cradling your dying body. 

Chloe had pushed her way through the other officers and saw what they had seen only moments ago. She had considered you a decent enough person to be around, she even was considering you a friend and trusted you with picking up and dropping off Trixie when she couldn't, and Trixie had also taken a liking to you and somehow knew when you were upset and somehow she had always gotten you to spill, which it was mainly your shape. She had always seemed to also know how to cheer you up. 

But now, it hit Chloe that you wouldn't be there to distract and take care of Trixie when she couldn't. How you wouldn't be bringing coffee in the morning for everyone. And besides Chloe, everyone, as in the police force, had come to the realization that they are losing a family member, you had wiggled your way into each and everyone's hearts somehow, and if you didn't they still cared about you.

You let out a small quiet groan as you went to touch your side when an extreme shock of pain travelled through your arm. You looked around seeing people around you and you felt someones hands around your shoulders. You already knew whose hands those were, you could pick them out blindfolded. You looked at Lucifer went to say something but a cough and a wheeze reached your throat. He looked extremely upset. "No, you're not leaving just yet, you can't be. I was just starting to get used to you, you weird little human." He said desperately. 

"I-I'll be seeing you soon." You tried to chuckle but it came out as a strained cough. "Just k-know I love you, you english giraffe." You said with a struggled to finish your sentence, "S-See you in a few, I-I'll be with Maze." You said, your voice trailing off and soon your life filled eyes became dormant. 

Lucifer had been getting angry quickly but not before gently putting you down. Chloe grabbed his arm and pulled him away and left him a few feet away, Chloe walked back over to your lifeless body and closed your eyes and walked back to where she left Lucifer and he was gone.

~~~ 

You had been sitting with Maze when Lucifer had come through the door and immediately came over and pulled you up and before he could, you quickly wrapped your arms around him. "Thank you for being my friend for the past year and a half." You said with a smile.

"Like I said, you're not going anywhere yet." He told you. "Maize, the announcement, make it now and execute everyone who won't cooperate." Lucifer told Maze.

"You're lucky your the devil." Maze said with a scoff as she walked away.

"What announcement?" You ask.

"Well now your my number one, and you can come back to L.A. with me, and besides being immortal with me, you have the command of every demon." He said as he put his hands on your shoulders and kissed your forehead. 

Maze came back within a few minutes and crossed her arms at the both of you. "I made the announcement, killed a few.. hundred." She said.

"Wait so is it true?" You asked. "Do you guys have t-to follow my orders?" You added curiously.

Maze looked at Lucifer and at you with a I despise you look. "Yes." She grumbled.

"C-Can you get me a doughnut?" You asked nervously.

"Really, Lucifer? This is who you chose?" Maze scoffed. Lucifer chuckled and Maze grumbled and walked out and returned within a few minutes with [Favourite Doughnut].

"Thank you, Maze." You said with a smile as she handed you the doughnut.

"You'll get used to it Maze." Lucifer said with a smile.

~~~

You had been with Lucifer for years afterwards. You two had gotten together at one point and you also had decided to help Lucifer and Chloe to solve the murders and other investigations. You were happy with Lucifer, and everly thankful that you had made a choice back then to make the deal. Because now with the command of the demons, who had become cold over millions of years of torture. They answered to you, which was weird at first but over the few years you got used to it and even convinced a few to leave Hell and you got them keeping an eye on Chloe and Trixie to keep them safe, of course they knew that the demons wouldn't hurt them, but they were shocked at first, besides the Deckers that were shocked the Demons were too.

But that didn't last long, the demons quickly became acquainted with Trixie and she quickly softened them up. Everything was great, but a new problem had arisen, and that was Lucifer's mother. She immediately knew you were who Lucifer had chosen. She wasn't happy. But as that problem had arisen, it was solved within months, with the blade and cutting through time and sending her through. Everything was semi-normal again, and it was hard to believe but within all the years you had known Lucifer, you had never had any arguments, the only ones you had were years ago and those were about your image issues.

To add onto all your old problems, you weren't as self-conscious anymore, Lucifer had always helped you through it, and all that darkness you had welled up within yourself, was gone. And your attitude, sheesh, it had become more tough, but you still cared and had morals, but you were no longer shy, and Lucifer had liked the new you, but as well as the old you too. Everything wasn't always perfect, there was a few rough patches but you and Lucifer never split, and you never stopped loving him and he never stopped loving you.

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

Last week I sent out a Hail Mary application for a job as a library specialist in my old college town, and I fully excepted to be ghosted or sent a form email with the word "unfortunately" in it, but today I was told that I had been selected to move onto the next hiring phase. They want me to come to the library for an interview and a written test, and it pays two dollars more per hour than my current job (if I got a full 40 hours, that'd be $650 or $700 extra per month after taxes). This would literally be a dream come true were it not for the fact that they scheduled my test for this coming Wednesday, August 17th.

Problems:

I am 400 miles away.

I have no car.

I have a job to which I am currently employed and expected to show up on Wednesday.

"To ensure fairness for all candidates, requests for alternate or makeup assessment dates will not be granted."

What do I do? Do I pass this up, or do I throw away everything for a chance at a career. Not even a guaranteed career, just a chance, with who knows how many other applicants vying for the same position. I could quit my current job, take a coach bus up there, crash with my sister for a few days, take the test, and they pick someone else. Then what? It's high risk/high reward, but I'm not a betting man and I can't possibly be the most qualified person for the job (I'm an English major who has exclusively worked retail and customer service since high school).

I'm trying to convince myself it's not worth it to continue, but then why did I apply in the first place?

I want it.

I want it, but it's just as much luck as it is skill, and I can't afford to go for it and fail. If I do this, I either move on to the next phase of my life, OR I wind up stuck at my parents' place for a very, VERY long time. The job I have now is perfect for my mental health because it's easy, low stress, low stakes, and my boss doesn't care what I do in my considerable amount of downtime; I am basically paid to browse tumblr for hours and occasionally answer the phone/door. I'm never gonna find another job like this down in the Keys, it's lightning in a bottle, so if I give it up and don't land the library gig, I'll have to go back to bagging groceries or some shit. I can't do that again. I can't stand for 8 or 9 hours a day. I can't return to the "the customer is always right" mindset when my current boss knows the customer is very often wrong and expects me tell them so. I can't do it. I won't. Certainly not for less than I make now (my job pays well over minimum wage; most jobs down here do not)

My boss is pretty lenient, but I don't think she's lenient enough to give me multiple days off, on such short notice, for the express purpose of finding another job. She wouldn't let me come back after that. I can't unburn that bridge.

I don't know what to do...

[askaalaska-vdeppressed]

Seeing Stars and Stripes

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

This is just porn, I have no excuse for it other than I need the practice

Here you go babes 

You were sure that many would see the upturned lip, the finale of the cacophony of scars that marred his face as off-putting. They’d see the way the injured skin forced his lip up into a permanent snarl as a warning. Yet as you stared at him from across the room you couldn’t help up imagine what it would be like to run your tongue across it. Letting the tip slide quickly over the before quickly jumping back and smirking. Would he grow at you? Call you a minx? Drag your head back to do it again? Put you over his shoulder and take you away to have his way with you? You hoped a version of all three.

So engrossed in your daydreaming you completely forgot where you were or whom you were with till one of your friends—Alma-- cleared her throat.

“Y/n?..... Y/N?” She playfully slapped your shoulder getting your attention. You turned to her, still clearing your head of the vision.

“Are you going to continue to make eyes at strangers or are you going to take your turn?” Your other friend at the table Jordie chimed in.

“Are you saying I have a choice?” you replied. As they both laughed you reached out to grab the dice that were in front of you on the table.

“I say you just go for it” Jordie said looking down at the scores for the game and then back up at your roll,

“Damn Y/n, 650 you gonna take it?”

“What’s my score again?” You asked coyly. Jordie looked down at the board with the scores and back up at you.

“Plenty high” She said not giving you a proper answer. You had been ahead of both the girls for quite some time. Poor Alma having only just gotten on the board about three rounds ago.  

“I’ll take it” you answered passing the dice to Jordie.

“I’m with her on this one” Alma stated splitting her attention between you and Jordie’s rolls “You never go after men on our girls’ nights, if this stranger’s got something that’s getting you going I say chase after it”

Jordie let out a small curse as the dice went cold for her. You waved a server down to refill your drink as you contemplated Alma’s words.

It was true you never were one to go get lost in a man’s arms. It wasn’t that you were prudish or that you lacked offers. It really boiled down to two factors. The first being that your town was small. And any news, especially who slept with whom was bound to get spread as soon as your legs were. The second being that all the men and near all the women for that matter lacked depth. There lives were firmly planted in this village. They were born in this land, they grew in this land, they will die in this land and they will eventually become this land.  Every thought in there heads was of this land. Even your friends were not immune to this. Sleeping with men here felt more akin to sleeping with a very polished rock.

Your mother blamed your wanderlust on all the reading you did. Your family was the only completely literate one in the whole village. You and your mother being two out the three women that knew how to read. The third being Jordie. Together you were trying to teach Alma, though she insisted it was a wasted endeavor.

Altogether the village was simple, routine and safe. You had given up years ago of trying to force yourself to be complacent with it. You soothed your wanders heart by travel for business. From a family of farmers you took up soap making to cure your boredom. During the summer months you would travel to different markets to sell your wares and see the different villages and cities. But one woman can only travel so far on her own, and summer can only last so many months. And then it was back to this. Back to the cage of a home set in stone.

Yet looking at the traveler he seemed to ooze an aura complexity. You imagined he had seen many places, fought many fights and tasted many flavors. For a brief moment when you first saw him you contemplated asking him to tell you of his travel rather than anything untoward.

Then he’d rolled his neck, thrown down his pack with a clamor, and with a voice of gravel ordered a meal, a bed and an ale.

And it was all over for you.

Alma smiled as she rolled a cool thousand points in one role and surpassed Jordie on the board when you put your hands on the table and forced yourself up. Both girls gave you a wink as you passed the server from before grabbing the pitcher he had brought to refill your drink. You sauntered over to the man in the red striped jacket. He was looking absentmindedly at the wall when you approached—the sound of the pitcher landing on the table breaking him out of his daze.

He looked up to meet your gaze and his golden amber eyes hypnotized you for a moment.

“Can I help you lass?” The low tone of his voice mixed with the roughness of it made you weak at the knees. You got control of your legs and broke the spell his eye had cast on you and fixed a smile on your face.

“You looked like you could use some company” You grabbed your skirts and swished them to the side in order to sit on the chair cattycorner to him. He turned his body to you, his eyebrows held high on his head in a face of skepticism.  He looked around the room before addressing you.

“It looks like this place is filled with men that are much more suited for you company” He gave a half hearted gesture to the lively bar.

You gave a snort and rolled your eyes.

“Oh believe me I’ve tried but the whole lot of them is either boorish or simple” You scooted your chair closer to him not touching shoulder. You pointed at a blonde gentleman in a green vest.

“That’s Karlson, he is completely convinced that boiled beaver testicles are curing his wife’s monthly pains” The man pulled a face and your let out a snort.

“She replaces them with boiled eggs when he’s not looking. The real thing helping her is the whiskey she mixes in her tea.” The strangers hand shot up to cover his mouth as he struggled not to laugh.

You turned a bit and pointed at another gentleman. This time a balding man in a shirt much to small for him.

“The man one bend over from busting a seam is Magnus. He once lectured me for two hours on the science behind putting grooves in your teeth to make you a better warrior.”

The man scoffed looking up. His hair fell from his face falling behind his ears in a motion like water.

“Humans will try anything to be more than they are” You fixed him with a look.

“You say that as if you aren’t one” He turned to you perplexed.

“I’m not”

You made a big gesture out of looking him up and down. Inspecting his eyes and hair. You stuck your hand out and poked his arm—careful to avoid the spikes that poked out of his shoulders.

“You seem pretty human to me” You looked over to him smiling from ear to ear. Your cheeks forcing your eyes to squint. He broke your gaze as a small smile crept onto his face for a moment.

“Your too cute for you own good….”

“Y/N” you filled in for him

“Y/n” He parroted back.

“And I don’t know…”

“Eskel” he provided.

“I don’t know Eskel” you started “I think I balance on the perfect ratio of sweet timid kitten and sexy goddess” You waited until he was posed to take a drink to continue. “After all I came over here too see if you wanted to fuck my  brains out”

Your timing had been perfect and Eskel’s hand shot up again to his mouth to try and stop the spray that was currently coming out of his mouth from the shock of your statement.  He wiped his hand with his mouth and gave a harsh swallow.

“Your funny Y/n.” he choked out. You put your arm on the table and placed your head in your hand.

“True, I am masterful in whit” your gaze lingered on his lips, a small amount of ale his hand had missed dripped down his chin. You moved fluidly reaching one hand to wipe his chin and the other to rest on his thigh. You leaned in close as your thumb moved from his chin to his bottom lip.

“But I was being quite sincere with that request” His eyes seemed to take you in for a moment. In his irises he seemed to be fighting something. For a split second he looked like he might start crying before his gaze turned hungry. He leered down your top then back up to the pout of your lips, slightly ajar.

“Eskel” you regarded him, the name low in your voice.

“Y/n” he returned. The combination of his gaze and his voice sent a shiver down your spine and caused your cunt to clench. You caught your breath for a moment, ever so slightly rubbing your legs together.

“You have a room upstairs?”

“Indeed I do” he smirked at you. That damned notch in his lip driving you even crazier. You lifted yourself up going to grab your bag from your friends quickly.  You three had planned on staying with Jordie that night since her husband was away.

You were sure she’d understand.

As you passed they both smiled and winked at you again. Eskel—having gathered his own belongings—met you at the entrance to the stairs. He stuck out his arm, making you giggle. You hooked your hand into it as you made your way up. You looked more like a pair of nobles ready to meet a monarch than you did strangers on their way to hook up in a backwater inn. He lead you too one of the inn’s three rooms. You made your way across the threshold, heading to place your bag in a chair in the corner. When you turned around Eskel had set his belongings down and was anxiously shifting on his feet. A hand behind his head playing with the skin of his neck.

The moment was awkward. Back in the crowded bar you had both been in high confidence. Safety in numbers giving you courage to speak boldly. When the doors were closed and it was just the two of alone it was a different story.

Fearing he may be getting cold feet you strode across the room. A woman on a mission. At the very least you were going to fulfill the fantasy from earlier. Coming this far you were not about to walk away with nothing.

When you reached him your hands sought either side of his face. Pulling him towards you. Your lips met tenderly. The plushness of his lips not being lost on you. Eskel became more and more receptive to the kiss, the two of you now beginning to push against the other. Your thumbs caressed the bones of his cheeks. The sun ravaged skin providing just the slightest bit of drag against your finger pads. He stepped into you deepening the kiss and your hands migrated so that your arms were hung on his shoulders. You rubbed your core against the leg that was nestled there, releasing a small moan at the friction. You broke apart for air for a split second before diving back in. His mouth much more open this time. It was now or never

You swiped your tongue along his bottom lip first. Then migrated up. In a split second you ran your tongue into the divot in his upper lip. Sliding it back and forth before pulling away. You looked at him through your lashes, biting your lip to try and control the giddiness inside you.

Eskel looked wild. His mouth was still agape and his breath was ragged. His brain seemed to need a second to catch up. With a jolt he fixed you with a stare. His pupils blown out and his lips in a snarl. Eskel grabbed your waist and lifted you with no effort. Instinctively you wrapped you legs around his torso as he all but slammed you against the wall. The force of the impact causing a tapestry to fall from it’s place on the wall.

Ravaged against a wall… You were so close.

Eskel pinned you again the wall with his hips. The pressure of it causing you to whimper. With his hands free he violently wrung the jacket from his torso, dropping the leather to the floor unceremoniously. The blue undershirt underneath open and loose on him.  You reached out push open the center. Running your hand down the firm muscles of his neck and into the coarse field of hair on his chest. The muscle underneath was firm and the heartbeat usually slow.  

Eskel leaned into you, his mouth making its way to the junction of your neck and shoulder. He nipped at the spot, forcing a breath out of your lungs. You brought your hands up to tangle into his hair and bring him closer. Pushing him into you. As Eskel began littering your chest with bruises he started to grind you into the wall. You whimpered at the friction, griding back with enthusiasm.

Eskel had made his way to the tops of your breasts, giving one a playful bite as he looked up at you through his lashes. You felt his hand grab your ass lifting you with his arms. He slid down to his knees as you yanked up your skirts to see what he was doing. Eskel fixed your plush thighs on his shoulders, moving his hands up to play with the band of your undergarments.

“You’ve had your dinner, am I dessert?” you asked, quickly scolding yourself for never being able to stop your mouth. Eskel laughed, the puffs of air cooling the damp fabric surrounding your pussy.

“Do you want to be?” he smirked, giving your waistband a quick snap. You let out a high pitched “mmhmm” and it was all the confirmation he needed. HIs large and calloused hand peeling the garment down, flinging it behind him with no regard for where is landed. He moved in closer, at first nuzzling your thigh and placing languid open mouth kisses on it.

You fisted the skirts in your hands, trying desperately to be patient. However as he continued to tease you, you started to inch your cunt closer and close to him, using the wall as leverage. Eskel caught on to what you were doing and gave out a tisk before pushing the pair of you closer to the wall. Using the same momentum he dove head first into you. Flattening his tongue and lapping at the excitement that was dripping from you. You pulled the skirts up higher in your clenched fists as he ate you out like a man starved. Alternating between long broad stokes and precise attacks using the tip of his tongue on your clit.

Eskel shifted on his knees. One hand coming to press your sternum to the wall.  And the other coming to join him at your pussy. He suctioned his lips around your clit and gave a hard suck as he thrust two fingers into you. The double assault caused you to convulse. Moaning out his name, glad that his room was upstairs and not closer to the crowded bar downstairs. You switched to hold your skirts with one hand, tangling the other into his hair. Your pleasure becoming tug of war as he fought to push against the wall and you fought to push away from the wall to get even closer to him.

As the pumping of Eskel’s fingers continued he added a third finger to the mix, causing you to hit your head against the wall as you panted up towards the ceiling. Just as you were starting to look down again he curled his fingers inside you, hitting that soft spot in you head on. The intense pleasure sending your hear careening once again with the wall. Eskel began to hit your g-spot full on increasing the pressure and speed. It only took a minute at this speed before your legs were clamming on his head and you were coating his face in release.

Eskel worked you through your release, stopping as you dismounted your legs to try and stand. He stood up backing up to give you room. The first step was rocky but it didn’t take long for you to reach him and slam up into him in a kiss. You felt the very need to consume him as you tasted yourself on his tongue. Your hands forcefully yanked his shirt from where it was tucking into his breeches. He broke the kiss to toss the shirt over his head to join your undergarments somewhere in the room.

Your hand reached out to him, nails dragging over the chords of muscle and scars. Eskel’s hand traveled over your waist to the back of your dress, unlacing it. As the fabric dropped to the floor his hands stayed in there position beginning to unlace your corset. However after the dress he seemed impatient, because all you heard was a growl and a quick “fuck it’ before a second hand joined its brother and pulled the corset open. The laces violently popping out of the weaving. It would be a pain to relace in the morning, but right now your mind was elseward. Mainly on trying to get him to join you in being naked.  

Your hand fumbled with the belt and Eskel granted you mercy in helping you take it off. Once rid of it you took hold of his pants and underwear and pulled them down in one fell swoop. Caught off guard by it Eskel stumbled back, landing with a bounce on the bed. You knelt down, finalizing your mission in making him naked. You looked up at him and he looked as if his mouth had gone dry. You moved your hands over his thighs, his breath hitching up as if the gentle touch had scared him.

Lifting up even more you threw your arms over his thighs his cock coming into your direct eyesight. Thick was the first word that came to mind. It was thick, the head starting to turn purple as it leaked onto his stomach. You moved you hands up over his stomach you brought your mouth closer. You followed the prominent vein on the underside with the tip of your tongue as you made your way up.

You readjusted his cock with your hand and placed you mouth just so over the tip. You looked up at him and gave him a smile.

“You will have to forgive me Eskel” you started, “I’m quite starved” and that was all the warning you gave as you sunk your lips down over the tip. Eskel let out a groan, bending over slightly as he twisted a hand into your hair. You played with his tip a bit. Giving it a hard suck using your tongue to play with the slit. Trying not to tease him to much you sunk down quickly, using your hand to stimulate what your couldn’t reach.

Eskel seemed to struggle holding back as you sucked his cock. With each pass of your tongue over his head or hard suck on his shaft the string seemed to fray more and more. Eskel moved you off of him, urging you up and onto the bed. He pressed you down onto your stomach with an almost shocking tenderness. As he mounted you he pressed a languid kiss over the back of your neck, breath coming up to tease the shell of your ear.

You felt him spread your lips pressing his head in through the first ring of muscle. Being so close to your ear you cloud hear each and every delicious sound as it escaped his mouth. The gravel of it only deepened as he pushed further into you. The thick cock pushing your further apart and your walls clenched around him. He fully seated himself and pressed his chest into your back. As if Eskel was trying to get as much skin to touch as possible.

Slowly he pulled out, the tip just barely in as he slammed back home, causing your to shriek out in pleasure. He set a brutal pace. Simultaneously sweet and sinister at the same time. His hands gentle as he toyed with you, roaming over your sides. Yet his thrusts were brutal and punishing. His mouth was ajar and pressed into your shoulder.

Eskel’s thrust began to get erratic and your legs began to shake. The sounds he was making into your shoulder going up in tone. He slithered a hand to play with your clit and your body gave a jolt. Bucking up into him his paced increased even more. Suddenly his thighs began to shake and he gave a few hard thrusts before spilling into you. His bottom lip between his teeth as he pressed a far into you as possible. The fingers on your clit continued to speed up and combined with the feeling of his release inside you, you clenched down onto him in your second organism of the night.

Eskel stayed on top of you for a few moments before heaving himself off and onto the other side of the bed. His chest still driving up and down. You crawled your way over to him, grabbing the blanket that lay on the end of the bed with you. You halfheartedly draped the fabric over the two of you as you rested your head on his chest. As the fuzziness of sleep began to over take you, you reminded yourself of one thing.

To ask him if he would be interested in a traveling partner.

[kirishimaswife2819]

Hey hey ✨ Can I request something like Bakugou, Kirishima and Izuku with a gf (a bit taller than them) who is modelling while being a student in UA? Sorry for my weird English I am still learning 👀

Them With a Fem!S/o That’s Modeling While At U.A. || Midoriya, Bakugou, and Kirishima (Headcanons)

Masterlist 1 || Masterlist 2

↠Author’s Note: I don’t know much about modeling but I tried my best. Side note: I started majority of these headcanons with the word “he” and now I’m having flashbacks to my 2nd grade teacher telling me to not start 3 sentences in a row, with the same word. I can’t remember what I walked into the kitchen for, but I can remember that. Anyways, thanks for requesting! I hope this is fine. -Danielle <3

↠Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader

↠Summary: Izuku, Katsuki, and Eijiro with a s/o that’s modeling while attending U.A.

↠Genre: Fluff

↠Word Count: 650

↠Warnings: None

↠Notes: None

Izuku Midoriya:

He’s so proud of you, and he shows it too

He has a whole book full of all of your photos from your photo shoots and if anybody asks what you look like, he insists on showing them the whole entire book

He tries to come to majority of your photo shoots and will even do school work while he’s at one, if it means that he can be there for you

He always, and I mean ALWAYS blushes when he sees new photos of you from your photo shoot, it doesn’t even matter what you’re wearing

You could have every square inch of your body covered and he’d still blush, you’re just so pretty and it makes him flustered

He also always shows people your photos at random times, like they’ll just be sitting there, minding their own business, in the same room as Izuku, and he’ll be like “Wanna see a photo of my girlfriend?”

And they don’t want to be disrespectful or hurt his feelings, so they’re always like “Sure” and boom, they’re busy for the next hour, so they better pray that they don’t have anything planned

Sometimes he does get insecure that you’re taller than him, since typically the boyfriend is taller than his girlfriend, but just reassure him that you love him because of who he is, not because of how tall he is, and he’ll be fine

Katsuki Bakugou:

He doesn’t like to admit it but he low-key loves the fact that you model, it gives him more photos of you to look at

He does have a tendency to criticize the photos at times though, but he’s really just covering up the fact that he loves them so much, so don’t take it personally

He doesn’t come to all of your photo shoots, and if he does plan on coming to one, he doesn’t tell you, he just shows up, but normally everybody there knows him, so they’ll let him in, as long as he agrees to not cause trouble

He doesn’t have all of your photos but he does have a lot, and he will show them to somebody if needed

Whenever another girl tries to flirt with him, he just quickly pulls up a photo of you on his phone and goes, “This is my girlfriend, she’s a model. Now fuck off.”

He hates the fact that you’re taller than him because the Bakusquad teases it for him constantly, making jokes about how he needs a step ladder to kiss you (which isn’t true because it’s only a few inches), to which he commonly replies with, “I’LL BE BEATING YOU WITH THAT STEP LADDER IF YOU DON’T SHUT UP!”

Overall, supportive, just doesn’t like to admit it

Eijiro Kirishima:

Kirishima is your number one fan, he’s like that crazy fan that’s obsessed with you, except you actually know who he is

This man runs multiple fan pages for you on various social media, and he’ll always repost photos from photo shoots and compliment you in the caption

He does a good job at hiding that he does it, too, you didn’t realize it was him, until a solid three months into the relationship when he reposted one of your photos with the caption, “She’s so manly!”

One hundred percent has all of your photos and he remembers the dates when they were taken too

Sometimes you’ll walk into his room and he’s just staring at your photos, and you’re just standing there wondering what the fuck he’s doing and why he hasn’t moved for the past twenty minutes

Comes to all of your photo shoots. every. single. one.

What was that? He has homework due tomorrow? Too bad, he has a photo shoot of yours to go to, he’ll just have to deal with getting a zero on it

As for you being taller than him, he really doesn’t care, he actually thinks it’s pretty cool and claims that it’s manly

He’s literally perfect, I don’t get how anybody wouldn’t want Kirishima as their boyfriend

[hangovercurse]

The Search is Over

The boys make a speech at yours and Rook’s wedding.

Request: “Can I get a Rook imagine where you’re getting married and they boys give a speech at your wedding please”

Rook Cappelletty x Reader

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: It’s on the shorter side because I don’t really know how wedding toasts are supposed to go, but I tried my best. Now all I can think about is getting married to Rook and literally not being able to keep your hands off each other…

Word Count: 650

Once the words “I do” had slipped out of your mouths, you and Rook were tied together. Whether it was his arm around your waist, your hands intertwined, or your lips on each other, you two were never physically separated after the ceremony.

After being announced at your reception, you and Rook danced to “The Search is Over” by Survivor, whispering sweet nothings and making jokes the entire time. Being wrapped in his arms as all of your friends and family watched you and the man you love dance for the first time as a married couple; it was magical.

You’d gone around to each table during the meal, greeting all your guests with his hand wrapped securely around your waist, occasionally telling you how beautiful you were and how happy he was. You in turn told him how much you loved him. If there was a heaven, this was yours.

Once you’d sat down and the meal was over, it was time for toasts. Your best friend and maid of honor had given a speech about how much she loved watching you fall in love with Rook and how proud she was to be your maid of honor. Then it was time for Colson to give his best man speech, which you were apprehensive about but you knew it would be nothing if not memorable.

“Ever since Rook laid eyes on Y/N we’ve all known he would never look at anyone else, ever again. Which was surprising because it’s Rook.” Everyone laughed, including you, as your husband blushed, looking down at you. “Not many people know this, but Rook would not shut up about Y/N for days after they met.”

Colson looked at the two of you, your hands wrapped around Rook’s arm with your head resting on his chest. “So, I finally convinced him to ask her out because he was being a pussy.”

Rook made a face, “you didn’t do anything, but okay.” To which you giggled slightly.

“Don’t interrupt the speech.” Colson said, a goofy smile on his face. “Anyways, when she said yes the entire tour bus was celebrating because it meant that Rook would stop talking about how much he liked her. Except he didn’t.” Colson sent a glare to Rook.

The blond-haired man continued, “it was cute, I’ll admit. I was happy for him, but it was really annoying. So annoying that we decided to just invite Y/N on tour a month later so he wouldn’t have to complain about missing her all the time.” The audience laughed at Colson’s inflection, the man choosing now to show off his comedy skills. “On a serious note, we,” he motioned to himself and the rest of Rook’s groomsmen, “got to watch these two fuckers fall in love.”

You smiled at Colson, thankful for the semblance of sentiment. “I would also like to say,” Baze spoke up, a mischievous smile on his face, “I had never seen Rook so hooked on anyone, ever. He listened to her like a goddamn dog and treated her like a goddess.” You hid your face into your husband’s chest, an endearing smile on your face.

“And at first, we were all a little worried, because most women can’t handle the tour lifestyle, but Y/N is not like most women. For one thing, she never stopped Rookie from going out, which most of our past girlfriends have.” He made a face that resembled the awkward emoji. “Most of the time she came out with us which was pretty cool. It got to the point where I told Rook if he did something to ruin their relationship, I would kick him off the tour so she could stay.”

Slim shook his head, a fond smile on his face, “obviously, there was nothing to worry about. And since these two idiots won’t say it, we are so fuckin’ happy for you two.”

[cawcawmotherfker]

will you please tell me about Montana. i would love to hear a first person account bc I don’t trust articles

Ok, I've only ever gone during summer months cause COLD but I'll tell you how it was for me.

I have an aunt, uncle, and cousin who live in a small town of about 650. They have one convenience store that's also connected to the steak house that is one of (I believe) 3 restaurants in town, the other being a diner and I think some kind of cafe. The "big town" is over an hour away, including my favorite little stretch of drive where you go in a straight line down a 2 lane road at 65mph for over 10 minutes. My cousin graduated in a class of 6. Everyone knows everyone and everything. Exactly like what you picture a small town to be like.

The land is absolutely gorgeous. My aunt has a couple horses so I usually would go help bring in the cattle at the farm where she kept them and then we would ride up on the ridge overlooking the town for a couple hours. The views are something I will never forget. It feels like a scene from a movie but not in a cheesy way at all. I would literally just go walk everywhere if I was getting antsy and would end up taking twice as long as expected cause I took so many pictures.