I love my parrents.....but God it's hard to vist them and be trapped in the suburbs with no easy way out unless I borrow a car
And wete my eating choices are constantly judged.
Apparently I give my mom anxiety when she sees me eating sugary foods.....because she had one doctors apt were the found some signs of pre-diabetes in a 66 year old woman so now she doesn't eat processed sugar any more.
I would like this to remain a her problem and not receive judgment for eating a God damn cookie.
That sort of behavior encourages me.to hide and binge food.
Could I be healthier in my regular life? yeah, do I occasionally use visiting my parrents as a sort of health spa where they make me walk and eat at normal times and eat alot of healthy food. Yeah I do.
But this is also.a house were I have been chided for eating 1 pint of Gelato of the corse of two weeks and two boxes of rice crackers because "she was saving them for guests"
I am a Guest! A gust who spends over an hour each nice helping with food prep but a guest none the less.....
The cookie is for mental health!
So was the slice of cheese cake. And the only reason I lied and said I might eat it over the corse of 3 days instead of the real 2 sitting was that I was caught off guard! Incan feel maternal anxiety even when it's not always voices.....
Sorry for the rather triggering rant.
I normally visit around Christmas where I'm alowed to make cookies* instead of buying them in small artisnal batches and $4 organic Starburst nock offs.
But my food choices shouldn't be giving my mother anxiety and my mother judgement over my food choices shouldn't be giving me anxiety and I hate this house at the top of a two mile hill where my friends never wanted to visit. Every time I visit here I start having g more sympathy for rapunzel.
*Because everyone in our family knows that home made cookies are morally better than store bought cookies.....because you can control for ingredients everyone is allergic too and they are cheaper.
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Would you write some re8!chris redfield sugar daddy headcanons?? With fem reader please☺️
Of course! Sorry that this took so long, I've been sick D:
I wasn't sure if you wanted them to end up together, but I've added some of that too but I'll split it up with a header.
NSFW below the cut as usual :)
Chris makes a lot of money and has pretty much no use for it, so he figured that he would help someone else which is how he ended up on a sugar daddy website.
He wasn’t too sure about it at first. Everyone seemed quite boring, but then he met you.
You were sweet, kind, and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know him and you guys ended up meeting up.
It was a bit awkward at first, Chris being rather quiet, but you happily carried the conversation and helped him feel more comfortable with talking to you. Eventually, you were both chatting as though you had known each other for years.
You told him what you did with your life, and he shared what he could about his job.
Then it came to discussing your arrangement.
He liked you and wanted to help you with money, especially considering that you had expressed how you were struggling for cash at the moment.
Chris didn’t want to pressure you into sex or anything you weren’t comfortable with. In all honesty, he just wanted company whilst he was home. He didn’t have many friends and the few that he did have weren’t around often.
He felt slightly pathetic paying for company, but you reassured him that it’s okay and that he doesn’t have to. That was the main reason he chose to go with it; you were a genuinely sweet girl.
You two arranged to meet once a week, but often you met more than that since you both enjoyed each other’s company.
You’d go shopping together and anything that you looked at for more than a second, Chris would buy you, even when you insisted that he didn’t have to.
He gave you $200 each time you guys met up which ended up being a lot when you started meeting multiple times a week.
You did feel slightly guilty for it, but he was quick to tell you it was okay and that he enjoyed helping you. Your consideration for him was one of the reasons that he really liked you.
Chris would be lying if he said that he wasn’t attracted to you. He had gotten off to the thought of you multiple times but would never tell you that. He didn’t want you to feel pressured into anything.
Chris starts paying you more after a few months. He wanted to make sure that you were going to stay before he increased your allowance.
It got to a point where he didn’t want you to leave and started asking to meet up more often. You, of course, agreed. You really enjoyed his company also. The money was nice too.
Your ‘dates’ gradually became more frequent and eventually you would spend time around his place. That was how your first sexual encounter happened.
You two were having takeout and watching a movie when you accidentally brushed his thighs. He tensed and prayed that he wouldn’t get hard. Not everything happens the way you wish in life, and he did.
You didn’t seem to notice at first, but you did after a few moments.
You didn’t hesitate to ask if he wanted help with that and Chris froze.
It was obvious, at least to you, that you were attracted to him and wanted him.
“You don’t have to. It’s fine, honestly, it’ll go away.” He said, feeling bad for making you feel that way.
“I want to, Chris.”
He hesitated for a moment, shifting to adjust himself so his pants weren’t as tight.
“Are you sure?”
You moved to his lap, kissing his neck and he groaned at the sensation.
“Absolutely.”
You didn’t sleep together that night. You two made out and you ended up giving him a blowjob. Chris swore he could have cum just from watching you with your swollen lips around his cock and his hand in your hair.
It wasn’t awkward like he expected it to be. The way you smiled up at him made him feel comfortable with you.
He paid you extra that night and you kissed his cheek after he drove you home.
You two ended up meeting even more after that night, most of them ending in the same way.
You mainly focused on his pleasure, but he wouldn’t let you without returning the favour. In fact, it was usually you who came first from his fingers whilst you sat on his lap, lips attached to his neck.
He gets off on getting you off. Loves hearing you moan and seeing your blissful face as you cum.
The first time you two had sex, he had to hold himself back. You were just so perfect for him, and he could have cum within seconds just from how good you felt around him.
Eventually, though, Chris ended up developing actual feelings for you, more so than just a friendly companion. He cursed himself so much over this and planned on never telling you out of fear of making it awkward; he really didn’t want you to leave him.
It was the same for you, of course. It wasn’t just about companionship and money anymore; you genuinely liked him.
With your meetings becoming more frequent, it was hard to hide your feelings, but thankfully for you, Chris is pretty much oblivious to such a thing, so the blushing cheeks weren’t too worrying.
Chris, however, didn’t have to work too hard to hide his feelings. His job had him hiding a lot of his emotions, so it was quite natural to him. Although, it was somewhat obvious with how often he was asking you to meet up and how he was paying you more, but you didn’t want to read into it too much, worried that it was just your feelings making you think this.
Despite how well he could hide his feelings, he wasn’t exactly good with jealousy, so when he found out you were hanging out with a guy who clearly liked you, he wasn’t happy.
Chris knew that he had no right to feel this way, you weren’t his, but he couldn’t help it. He really really liked you, and the thought of you being with someone else hurt him in a way he never knew could. So, he did something he shouldn’t have, he called you to come over.
His voice sounded stern on the phone which had you worried that you had done something wrong. All the way to his apartment, you were anxious.
The moment the door closed behind you, Chris’s lips were on yours, one hand on the back of your neck whilst the other rested on your waist.
You were shocked, but quick to reciprocate the kiss.
“Chris, what’s wrong?” You asked after you two had slept together. “You seem sad.”
Chris hesitated for a moment, avoiding your gaze for a second as he figured out what to say to you.
“I don’t like seeing you with other men.” He said, and immediately your cheeks felt warm.
“Why?”
“Because I like you, as more than a sugar baby and definitely more than a friend.”
You didn’t know how to respond, so you simply kissed him again, hoping it expressed your feelings to him.
It was a sweet kiss, unlike the others before.
“I like you too, Chris.”
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