#thats JUST RENT nothing else

[lolothesilly]

:D

they should invent a job that doesn't affect your schedule or energy level that you don't have to go to if you don't want but you still get paid

[pxper-riings]

once again wondering what im supposed to watch now and ignoring the whole list of things i said i would watch

[sealcubezz]

ahaha . more of family's getting increasingly bad health complications likely from just living in this fucking house. Haha. Gets Scared

[theood]

Getting really tired how every time I mention talking to someone new my mom's like "omg lol! Move in with them! Lol! Have you thought about moving in with them? Lol? Will they take you? Lol. We're so tired of you complaining lol can you just move in with them? Lol!"

Like. Wow! I never fucking thought of that one! Damn mom! Wow!!!! Revolutionary.

It's so fucking annoying because if I COULD actually move out don't you think I would have done it now? Hell. I'd be towns away if I could. Anything to get out of this fucking house. Away from your parents. Away from the constant walking on eggshells I'm doing. Away from feeling like the only way I'll be safe is by ripping myself open until I'm raw and used. But I CAN'T.

And every fucking time like clockwork it's "oh move in with x lol!"

[florida3exclamationpoints]

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[c0tt0nballz]

I love that one meme so much i wanted to draw carmen with the club before the joke died, PLUS!! Under the cut im gonna talk about carmen's attitude towards the boys and stuff yayyy, tl;dr at the end too

Carmen & pete :

Carmen always sees him in the horror section of the store, always renting the yuckiest stuff to flex, but Pete only ends up looking like a total wimp, one time when Carmen was checking out some of the merch to see if they were in good condition, she had the horrible luck of opening a creepshow novel just as Pete was walking by, he went into an absolute meltdown and started to question her on every single useless shit that was in it, "do you even know who created creepshow?" "Name ONE artist that worked in any of the volumes", he was just trying to start a conversation, but came off as some stuck-up ass wipe that Carmen would have punched in the nose if it wasnt for the security cameras, overall.

Carmen thinks Pete is a depraved grimy elf that escaped santa's factory after trying to bang his daughter.

Pete thinks Carmen is a huge cunt who needs her brain fixed with an ice pick and some anti-feminist tapes.

Carmen & Jerry :

They havent really talked much, but that doesn't mean he is any safe from her hate, the first time she saw Jerry was with the club, that gave her an idea about the kind of person he is, she ignores him the most since he never fights back, only murmus stuff under his breath or scoffs while walking away, not much to say, they never interract, nothing ever comes out from trying.

Carmen thinks Jerry is an extremely annoying string-bean with 0 backbone, always avoiding conflict by agreeing with the mayority, a baby sheep.

Jerry thinks Carmen is so bitchy for no reason, he knows nothing about her, has no idea why she is like this, but he hates it, and honestly, he is a bit scared of her.

Carmen and Josh :

Carmen lets out the hugest sighs when Josh comes into the store, of course every single member is a sign of bad luck, but he is a guarentee day-fucked ticket, always whining about something, stealing shit, fighting, arguing, mostly with Carmen, he gets on her nerves on a really weird way, she mostly ignores everyone but he is just, fun to fuck with? She still isnt sure, but they do argue a lot.

Carmen thinks Josh is a huge baby and a failed attempt at a know-it-all with lots of mommys cash.

Josh thinks Carmen is a witch and scammer, even thought she has 0 control over prices.

Carmen and Bill :

This duo is never at ease when near eachother, if Carmen had to choose who to hit first with her broom, she'd choose to Bill, she wouldn't hit anyone else she would just keep hitting Bill until the broom breaks, she can still remember the odd feeling that went through her whole body like a shock when Bill first appeared, it was something she never felt before, like a 100 slimes crawling in her back, she knew there was something about Bill that she could NOT brush off her mind, it wasn't fear, it wasn't hate, it was... so sentimental... then her bubble of thought broke once Bill started to ask what was a girl doing behind the counter, thats when their life long rivalry started.

Carmen thinks Bill is a psychopathic slime nerd thing that needs to be put in a nut house before he does something worse than what he did at Joe's.

Bill thinks Carmen is a sell out whore who is trying to destroy and disparage nerd culture as we know it.

TL;DR : Carmen hates everyone and everyone hates her

[prkhaven]

garage band guitarist jay who you know you should stay away from but who gives you the best sex of your life that you just can’t help yourself everytime you go back to him everytime he calls

kipoo!! sorry that it took me so long to get to this but i hope you enjoy <3

jay could play me like a guitar. ANYWAYS.

warnings: smut minors do not interact, car sex, oral (f rec), squirting, praising, petnames(darling, good girl)

JAY was your next door neighbor turned into sudden roommate when times got tough. the proposition for this arrangement? you don’t pay rent, both of you fuck. it’s a win-win.

anytime you and jay just so happened to be in the same mood at the exact same time, it takes much words for one thing to lead to another.

while you know jay may not be the best of influence for you. he’s always out while you’re more of a homebody focusing on getting money up while he spends it likes it’s nothing.

he brings you out when you’re supposed to be getting ready for your shift which you never end up going to because you’re in some cramped up venue watching him and his band play.

tonight was no different, you don’t remember the last time you were even at your job but you were too focused on maintaining eye contact with jay as he loosely smiled at you, his precious guitar in arm as his long fingers ran over the strings to ring out the rumbling tune before the song came an end.

he shot you an obvious wink before waving towards everyone else. your cheeks burned as you nibbled on your bottom lip to move your gaze from the stage to the barricade where you rested at before squeezing between people to go back stage.

your phone has been blowing up with calls and text from coworkers and managers wondering where you were for your shift but you turned off your phone when a pair of arms wrapped at your waist.

jay rested his head on your shoulder as he messily kissed the side of your face. “how was i darling?” a pet name you despised from other but loved from him

you turned your body around with a loopy smile as you brush back his hair from his face, “amazing like always, guess those late night practices did pay off instead of just keeping me wide awake” you chuckled but stopped when he grabbed your wrist mid air

“can i make up for keeping you up all those nights? i know i was neglecting you too” jay slurred and your heart thumped as you weakly smiled and nodded

thats how you found yourself in the back of jay’s car. your lower half completely bare, your shirt crumbled up to expose your chest, his ring and bracelet lathered calloused hands grip onto your breast tightly as he protruded his tongue into your hole.

your hands weakly grabbed his hair, your hips rocking in the motion for more friction, his nose nudging at your clit making you squeal.

the cold metal of rings touched your garden nipple making you breathlessly gasp, he pinched at them to get an extra stimulus causing you to jolt. you could feel his smirk against your folds as he messily ate you out.

a loud gasp fell out when he pushed in two fingers to replace his tongue, “was just being asked to be filled up” he softly hummed as he pushed deeper into you until the base of his ring hovered near your hole.

“just be a good girl f’ me, promise to properly make it up to you”

your head lulled to the side as you watched through squinted eyes of how jay’s mouth and hands did wonders on you. his hand on your breast tightened to spill in between his fingers, his tongue now working around his pumping fingers.

“i’m going to- Jay!” you squealed as you tried to pull away knowing how much jay cared for his car

he popped up from your core, a string of salvia connecting him to your folds, his fingers suddenly curling up into your walls feeling the gummy walls.

jay felt like in paradise. he dragged himself back in, “come for me. make an absolute mess” he planted kisses onto your pussy, his finger simultaneously calculated

his tongue strides across your folds, picking up the wetness that seeped out onto his tastebuds. it messily lathered around down to his chin and seats but he needed more.

he sucked as much as he could, the essence of you tasted devine and he needed more. it wasn’t enough. his thumb rubbed down on your clit, adding to the sensation.

you shook your head as the knot of your stomach grew tighter. you let out a loud gasp, your back arching off his seat when you came around his tongue. he pulled out and strung at your folds to ignite more of your juices to spill out.

jay noticed as you tried to stop yourself from spilling more but he didn’t allow it. he pushed more out of you until your body was lightly shaking and your moans were broken into shivers.

but when you heard the faint sound of his belt unbuckling and you looked at him through hazy eyes and noticed his side smirk as he stroked the side of your face.

“Forgot to mention but you’re late on your half of the rent”

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[captainuranium543]

Fairy tail headcannon a nobody wanted at all😊

- most of the dragon slayers+erza eat bugs regularly and it's gross AF to everyone

-Natsu because he grew up in the woods and they were like the number one abundant source of food, same for Wendy but she stopped for a while because Carla told her it was nasty (as soon as she joined the fairy tail guild she reverted so incredibly fast)

-gajeel pretends to thinks it's gross but secretly he really likes the taste he just doesn't wanna have that in common with natsu

- erza and Erik because in the evil slave tower where everyone was starving if you found a bug you ate it before anyone else could grab it from you.

- sting did not do that growing up but started when natsu told him it was good, he does not agree but does it anyway so natsu thinks he's cool

- rogue only tried it a couple times because frosch wanted to try it to be more like a frog and rogue is nothing if not supportive

- laxus grew up normal and thinks all of them are disgusting

- Lucy has the WORST financial skills. Legit they are awful. Everyone thinks she's always broke cuz of the tpd (team property damage) constantly making them lose their reward to repair bills but (while that is a factor) when Lucy sees smth cute that would look great in her apartment she just cannot help herself. Lucy will be so careful trying to save her money then she'll see a new set of stationary and goes "haha rent what rent"

- the hand me down game at fairy tail was fucking insane when they where kids. For levy and lisanna basically everything they owned had been passed down like 6 times already

- that red shirt natsu wore in the flashbacks? Before him it was erza's, and before her it was canas, and before her it was laxus.

- gray wears almost exclusively white jackets because jackets are expensive and if he loses them he would rather they be easy to spot so he can find them again rather then have to buy a new one

- sometimes people will invite erza places for the scary dog privilege when they dont want to be bothered by strangers. Erza has no idea thats the reason she just thought people really liked walking with her through rough parts of town in the middle of the night.

- Carla and lilly have insane beef, for no damn reason. Like both of them are fairly polite so neither will say it openly but every conversation between the two is the most passive aggressive petty insult battle you could imagine

- freed, levy, Lucy and later jellal have a book club where they all meet up and talk about whatever they're reading and play Scrabble and talk a lot of shit about their annoying ass friends.

- happy sometimes comes but he is under no circumstances allowed to bring natsu(he knows what he did)

- when erza met seigrain/jellal in the magic counsel she first tried to attack him, when that proved to be a bad idea she later started specifically destroying stuff under his jurisdiction to make sure he had to deal with as much paperwork as possible

- for her modelling, Mira used to use a very light spray of holy water to remove body hair because it burns it off💀

- wendy romeo and chelia are actually best friends like they are constantly hanging out together just to go do stuff

- erza and Erik hate each other for no reason at all. Like over that year that she worked with crime sorciere they where ALWAYS BEEFING. Every time they were near each other erza was thinking insults she knew he could hear and Erik was fighting for his life not to strangle her to death.

When erza became sclass she used to sit on the 5th step of the stairs because Mira wasn't allowed on those stairs yet and it really pissed her off. She was like, just barely out of reach, so Mira would stand at the bottom the stairs yelling death threats at her and erza would be like "whattt I'm not doing anything I don't even know what your talking about in literally just sitting what are you so mad about"

- when Warren invented cellphones, despite all of them looking like modern smartphones, freed somehow managed to get one that looked exactly like a Blackberry and refuses to get a different one

- Mira used to cut her siblings hair and because she didn't know any good haircuts yet her 2 options where 1- bald or 2- bowl cut. Hence lisannas horrifying cut as a child

[goatgoesmbe]

In your opinion, what jobs 141 would have out of military?

For me, Price would work on a hospital in ER, this man can't be out of stressful situations even if he wanted, or he would work on OB/GYN. Or maybe a cop.

Gaz, my golden boy, a bit clichê, but he would definitely be a model, I can't see him anywhere else. This man would be in Vogue, and if someone questioned, he would be like "That model really looks like me".

Ghost it's extreme, we would either be a butcher, just there to pay rent, or he would do like, theater/musicals, at t first he was just there for the joke, someone like him doing this, but then he just found out he has a great voice, then he's making "colleagues" they're friends he just doesn't want to admit, then he's full on making tours.

Soap, a little bit controversial, but he at frist would try something "More like military", cop, etc. then he tried being a kindergarden teacher, and now he's full on making little activities with the children. This man loves kids.

-🐻✨

Ok, honestly i love all of these and it made sensee

And tbh ive never thought about it myself.. but if i have to think about it then..

Price: Headchef Ghost: butcher/store-clerk + stand up comedian on the side Gaz: Pediatrician Soap: aerospace engineer

Price, this man thrive in stressful situation LOLOL (so u right, but OB/GYN Price?? HMMMM yes.. EHEHEH- I think if I have him helping me giving birth, id just get pregnant again immediately)

I wanted to say firefighters, cops, and the like- but its lowkey similiar to military. So if i had to think anything way different, id say he'd be a headchef at a high end restaurant.

Its stressful, working in cramped space with the heat and all, they need someone level headed like him who could also command people.

Gaz being a model just made sense, ofc- but for some reason i had this idea that it would be a cliche where he never even think of working in that field.

He just be minding his own business and then suddenly this guy scouted him, offering him a job as calvin klein model or something. Which sounded like a scam, Gaz thought it was a scam, but apparently not.

That, or one day he agreed to model for a friend's little online shop. It was nothing big, but somehow he went viral and now there are a lot of people seeking to recruit him, offering a hefty amount of money.

That, or he would be working at a job that work directly with people to help them.

He's also very kind, empathetic, and always wanted to help people. So.. (again if its not fireman and smtn similar to miliatry) he would make more sense to work in the hospital, he'd work in ER or be a pediatrician. EMT also works for him

Ghost being a butcher, because that what he would do if he never went to military. And I LOVE LOVE HC when its something people wont corelate the character to but just make sense, like what u said, theater/musical

Some other things i think he would do.. are stuff that's not too extreme, idk why- but compared to the others, outside of the military it made sense for him to have a comparably chill job. Well maybe not chill chill, but it's something that he could do with his brain off, letting his body move in autopilot, like working in a store, or bartending.

BUT- just like musical, I could actually picture him doing stand up comedy on the side LOL

Soap being kindergarten teacher would be great, coz i HC him having a big family and so he was used to handling children (cousins, nephews, nieces, and all). BUT the thing is- he treated every children like they were part of the MacTavish, which means he often play too rough with them. The kids are having fun, they're fine, but parents don't like that. He would also do great working as a football coach for kids.

And, I feel like he would need a job thats often stimulating, he's also very smart so I can picture him being a detective actually, or high-end engineer (aerospace, biomedic, nuclear, etc)

He's that one unemployed guy who got a job at NASA as his first job after a long time, bro gotta stop applying at indeed, now he be going to mars in an hour

[ammifanart]

Just a note

Well I realise this is prolly just a problem for bigger blogs but I wanna put this out here now just for reference. Bots will do this anyway, but to other blogs who maybe run by humans. I can barely afford rent, I live month to month paying bills/food and pretty much nothing else. What I have saved is for my morgage. Please stop dming me, and inboxing me about donating to causes. (I'm pretty sure most of these are just bots but still) Idk if it's just me or if a lot of people get this problem, but if you flood my inbox or dms with plees to donate money I will be blocking you instantly. I don't enjoy doing this to people who ask for help, but I simply don't donate to charity because atm I have no spare income to do so.

Thats all I'll really say on it all. Plz stop.

(Will prolly delete later, this is just a message to those ppl, Cookie run content still coming soon)

[iwoulddieforher]

Necktie Negotiations | Alex Cabot/Casey Novak

author had a bad day so alex and casey are making out against a wall

WARNING !! for they are basically fucking and it's implied they gonna

summary: gay dumbdumb sees loser lesbian with a tie and goes mildly feral, they flirt in legal talk because ofc they do what would you expect

this isn't beta read or edited or anything if you find problems thats not my problem you deal with my typos and poor grammar and bad sentence structure

"What?" Casey murmured, bemused, drying her hands on a paper towel in the bar bathroom with a delicate eyebrow piqued quizzically at the blonde attorney. Alex had her back leaning against the door, arms crossed in front of her chest, her cheeks flushed from alcohol consumption.

"How dare you," Alex echoed again, a slight slur in her tone, and Casey snorted, placing a hand on the bathroom sink to stop herself from swaying just slightly.

They were both tipsy.

A couple times a year, the DA's office rented out a bar, and ushered all of its workers into the establishment for some community bonding. It wasn't unusual that Alexandra "Ice Queen" Cabot, the oh-so-great ADA of the sex crimes unit to attach herself to the white collar attorney, but it always caught Casey the slightest bit of guard regardless.

They were always flirty, always dancing on the line between professional graces and something else entirely, but the fabled prosecutor had a gleam in her eye tonight that Casey didn't recognize.

"How dare I.. what, exactly?" Casey prompted, shaking her head the slightest bit to signal her bewilderment, and Alex took that as a sign enough to stalk forward, into Casey's space and then further, pushing the redhead against the wall with a heady sigh.

"How dare you come to this stupid office party in this," Alex growled in the back of her throat, her hands raising to toy with the tie Casey had fastened around her collar, and the blonde tugged on it experimentally. Casey tried to stop her exhale from being as shaky as it was.

"It's too sexy, Casey, what were you thinking? It should be a crime- no, it is a crime, it's illegal to look that good."

Casey felt herself be pushed back, Alex's fingers creeping around the center of the collarbones to keep her pinned with one hand, the other still idly keeping her tie pulled taut.

"..'Lex-" the redhead started, getting quickly cut off by the blonde moving her face closer, Casey snapping her jaw shut as Alex's face consumed all of her vision.

Alex's blue eyes dropped to fixate on Casey's lips, and then flicked up to one eye, and then the other, tensing her eyebrows, and Casey could do nothing other than run her tongue along her bottom lip slowly before parting them.

The elder attorney really didn't need any more invitation than that.

Casey moaned softly as she felt Alex's mouth gently press on her's, and then the motion repeated more insistantly, Alex's hand dropping from her collar to just above her sternum, her fingers splaying out as her tongue crept against the younger woman's bottom lip.

"Too much," Alex murmured when she surfaced for breath, never letting Casey farther than a millimeter away between kisses, "you're too hot, Casey, God-"

The redhead raised her arms to the crook of the blonde attorney's waist, tugging her flush against her, her breast pressed against Alex's own and she cooed softly, soft kisses on the side of Alex's jaw when the blonde started panting, Casey reveling in the feeling of her chest expanding against her.

"You're criminal," Cabot almost whined- Casey bit her lip with satisfaction at the sound of such an esteemed attorney whining, drunk in a four-star bar's bathroom, desperate for her.

"You gonna prosecute me, counselor?" She taunted softly, a hand raising from Alex's back to the side of her delicate neck, and Alex growled again- Casey pondered internally which she preferred more, the sound of Alex's whimper or her snarl.

Her musing was cut off by a fierce tug on her tie, her body almost being dragged forward with the force of it, being slammed back into Alex's kiss before the blonde's frame ploughed her against the wall once more, Alex's kisses adapting a hunger, and a growing intensity.

Alex's wrist snapped backwards, her arm extending to keep the necktie tugged firmly in the direction behind her, so Casey was forced to allow her to dictate her movements, her position. The redhead had absolutely no argument to this treatment, though, a small gasp as the only thing to leave her lips.

Casey could feel Alex's tongue against her teeth, and then more insistantly in her mouth, and despite herself she could hear her own whimper. Alex separated slightly just to flash her a triumphant grin, cheekily kissing the blunt of Novak's nose teasingly before diving back in without hesitation.

"Alex," Casey breathed into her mouth, the erotic small sounds of the kiss breaking and beginning again, "Alex-"

"Yeah?" Alex broke apart, chest heaving, only to tilt her head to sink her teeth gently into the flesh of Casey's throat, eliciting a small squeak Casey knew she'd never admit to making. "What?"

"Please."

"Ah," Alex jerked the tie again, Casey had almost forgotten she was still holding it, a soft groan leaving her throat as she was pulled forward and then pushed back again, "so you're also criminally impatient."

The redhead hissed softly and the blonde just chuckled, raising her hand where it had been pushed against her sternum to easily flick one of the buttons of Casey's collar free, and then another, but stopping after the third. Casey was entirely unsure how she managed to undo buttons single-handedly so easily but she was in no position to complain about said randomly proficient skill- she was too busy enjoying the feeling of Alex tugging the fabric to the side, sinking her teeth into the now-exposed curve of Casey's neck, right at the junction between her throat and her shoulder.

Casey hissed again, louder, startled when one of Alex's toned, smooth thighs hiked up the blonde's own skirt as the attorney pushed her leg between Casey's own, the younger woman's face flushing to match her hair as the push-pull rhythm Alex had set up through her insistant manipulation of movement via her grip on Casey's tie started to feel like grinding.

She arched her back against the wall, her arms moving to settle over Alex's shoulders as she brought their faces back together for a kiss- a different type of kiss, tongues and teeth rough as Alex sought to prove her dominance and Casey made her work for it.

"You," Alex nipped at her jaw quickly, before returning to her mouth, leaving the word waiting vaguely in the air for a long moment until she came back up for air, "are really in for it now. How dare you." Another quick chomp on Casey's lip, then, "I'm going for the max sentencing."

Casey was unable to deliver a response for a second, turning her head away to the side to force Alex to pause so the redhead could catch her breath, and the blonde was content on simply devouring the column of her neck while she waited for her colleague to breathe.

"Can I get a plea deal?"

Alex's eyebrows shot up and she scoffed playfully, pulling Casey's tie gently- not to move her like she had been before, but just toying with it, appreciating the small groan the redhead made in response.

"I'm not sure, counselor, I've got some pretty strong evidence here." She kissed her, releasing her tie momentarily to instead smooth adoringly over the flat planes of her stomach, and Casey melted into it, her mouth and lips warm, a thin coat of Alex's saliva on her plump bottom lip already evident, further emphasizing the reddened nature due to the way Casey had toyed with it initially and by Alex's loving nips.

"I'm offering-" Casey started when Alex pushed backwards to gasp for breath, getting cut off when the blonde immediately decided Casey was more fulfilling than oxygen was, a low moan from the back of her throat in the middle of her attempted phrase, patient for Alex to resurface so she could finish her sentence, "a confession in turn for a sentencing agreement-"

They were now effectively writhing against the wall, Alex's blazer barely hanging on to her shoulders, Casey's blouse failing the top three buttons, thus exposing a glimpse of the milky expanse of her chest Alex was completely content to drown herself in.

"I'm pleased-" Alex nipped gently, her lips finding a sensitive spot on the corner of her jaw just below the redhead's ear that made Casey squirm, "with your-" she bit down, rehashing an already inflicted hickey on Casey's collar, "willingness to plead," she tugged gently at the tie again, except Casey was already entirely sandwiched between Alex's lithe figure and the wall so there wasn't much space to be dragged in, "guilty."

"I know I look decent in ties, Alex." Casey snorted, a down-turned smile flitting across her face with a note of joking smugness. Alex rolled her eyes good-naturedly, and then bit down a bit harder on Casey's collarbone, basking in the startled yelp elicited.

A fourth button was quickly undone, Casey exposed enough that Alex could drag the fabric to the side so she could admire her cleavage with hunger in round blue eyes, to begin biting lower, lower-

Casey's low, raspy moan broke Alex out of her haste, her chest heaving when she decided she wasn't done toying with her favorite redhead just yet.

"Elaborate on this confession you offer, counselor."

"A verbal testimonial of exactly what I thought when I put this o-" Casey was, once again, cut off by the press of Alex's lips on her's.

She was utterly and entirely insatiable. The feeling of Casey against her, writhing and squirming for more contact was by far more addicting than anything she had ever experienced before. So much so she could barely stand to speak at all, or be patient enough to allow the redhead to finish her sentences.

After weeks of trying to catch glimpses of her in hallways and counting down the days until some stupid DA's office arrangement to use as an excuse to sidle up beside her and listen to her deep, honey-sweet voice voice in her ear as the ambitious attorney leaned into her side to be heard over the bustling of the crowded bar space. Casey was her's for the night. Jesus Christ, she was her's, and Alex was making the absolute most of that.

How they would manage to get somewhere more appropriate to get Casey properly beneath her was beyond her, currently. But maybe Casey shaking against this wall would be enough to tide her over to drag the white collar ADA someplace else. The redhead didn't seem far off from that being a reality, either, Alex wasn't sure if Casey noticed the way her thighs were shifting against Alex's leg but she certainly was and it was overinflating both her ego and her confidence.

"So, you confess this crime was premeditated?" Alex gasped, mock outraged, and Casey couldn't help but break out into little breathless chuckles, her cheeks rose-tinted and warm, so exhilarated the tip of her perfect nose was pink, too.

"I plead the fifth-?"

And then Casey was whining for real, because Alex had slipped her hand beneath the fabric of the redhead's blouse and cupped her palm over the bud of her breast above her bra, splaying her fingers and toying with what she knew was concealed beneath the lace and Casey felt like if Alex wasn't pressing her so adamantly against the wall her legs would lock and she'd be down on the ceramic tiles of the bathroom floor.

"Hnm- Cabot," Casey was moaning, back arched against the wall, head turned to the side so Alex could bite her to her heart's content as her fingers played coyly, "Alex-"

"It's too late for plea deals and your mirandas," Alex murmured, nuzzling her face into the side of Casey's, inhaling the smell of her dark perfume and the traces of her hair products, caramel and smoked wood and something almost like cherries.

"You're being sentenced to incarceration in my bedroom tonight," her fingers slipped beneath the remaining layer of fabric and she felt Casey's muscles bunch desperately, the redhead squeezing her eyes shut with a strangled little plead as Alex let her fingertip draw a little circle, "and I'm going to keep you writhing like this until I've achieved restitution in full for how pent up watching you flaunt around in this has made me."

Casey looked up at her, sharp eyes softened in the corners with need, her pupils so dilated Alex would've guessed her eyes were onyx instead of green. Her mouth was parted, just slightly, and she was still panting, her head tilted just the slightest bit to the side with an expression that made Alex positively starving. She could devour Casey whole, she was going too-

The bathroom door swung open abruptly and they both jumped, Alex freeing her hand of Casey's chest and spinning quickly, shielding the exposed ADA with her body as Casey flattened herself instinctively against the wall.

"Miss Cabot," Elizabeth Donnelly said tiredly, raising an eyebrow pointedly as the blonde attorney's face flushed, lips parted with shock at the sudden intrusion, "and.. is that Miss Novak behind you?"

"Judge Donnelly, Your Honor, I- uhm-?" Alex hastened, mind reeling, entirely unsure what to say to her supervisor. She sensed Casey behind her trying to close up her blouse sheepishly, still hiding behind Alex like a pair of reckless teenagers might.

"We're not in court," Donnelly sighed, removing her glasses to polish the interiors with the side of her dress shirt, "but it's ironic for an ADA of the sex crimes division to engage in public indecency, no?"

"Technically I'm the one who was indecent," Casey piqued, surprising both of the blonde's with her rather casual tone, and then stepped carefully around Alex's frame, now reconcealed- if it wasn't for the line of red marks trailing up the side of her neck, above her collar she had just readjusted. Casey straightened her tie, Alex's face flushing a new shade of crimson at the sight of her fixing up what Alex had just been so desperately tugging at. Despite her nonchalance, Casey was averting eye contact very adamantly with either of the women in the suddenly claustrophobic bar bathroom.

Elizabeth snorted, her eyebrows furrowing with a pained expression, "at least you're not drunk enough to neglect a lawyer's marriage to technicalities. Get lost, you two."

Alex did not need another word of dismissal and without thinking snatched Casey's hand in her's and tugged past Donnelly, who huffed.

"Your secret is safe with me," the judge called after them dryly, in place of a goodbye, "..except for with Lena. I suppose I owe her that Merlot, now."

The blonde attorney decided internally she was not going to bristle at the fact apparently the judges were placing bets on the hookups of the younger attorneys in their office, rather turning hesitantly to Casey. The hunger had not left her body, though, and the second she made eye contact with the redhead she was positive Casey wasn't ready to let the interruption spoil their fun.

".. I was just convicted, wasn't I? Trial concluded."

Alex exhaled, nodding slowly, fire igniting once again in her stomach.

"Time for us to go serve out your sentencing."

[leqonsluv3r]

please read❗️

so as you all know, i haven’t been as active on here in the past couple of months.

here is why; it all started when we first moved into our apartment four months or so ago. the first week we moved in we have had issues with our downstairs neighbor. he has made our life a living hell basically and has complained to management about us a number of times. to preface, we have done nothing wrong. we always keep our noise to a minimum and our dogs never really bark unless they’re scared or playing. but that is besides the point, we got a number of complaints and were given a notice to not let our dogs dedicate on the sidewalk or bark (which was never really a problem to begin with but we complied).

cue those days that go buy, i get a knock on the door after i come home from work.

its an eviction notice.

instantly, im panicked and my mom is panicked. we don’t have money for this, we cant afford a mover or to move again. we just moved. these are all very real thoughts that kept going through my head. my anxiety didn’t make it any better lol, but that was the realness of it. we didn’t have the money or time for that, we had just moved three months prior into this apartment.

so we decided to get a lawyer, the eviction notice gave us two weeks to move out. TWO WEEKS. thats so illegal, hence, the lawyer we got. also the reason they wanted us gone was for our dog peeing on the sidewalk and barking excessively during quiet hours. which, keep in mind, neither has happened at all.

we got a court date after the two weeks, consulted a lawyer. BUT JUST WHEN YOU THINK IT CANT GET ANY FUCKING WORSE.

my mom looses her job, which….is more added stress on top of everything else we have going on. i only make so much and rent where i live is fucking astronomical and almost impossible to pay. hence, why im on here…i hate to be one of these people and i never thought i would have to make one of these, much less post it to my writing blog where i write leon smut lmao. but…i started a go fund me and it’s linked below. if you would like to help out even by a couple dollars…that would be great. even reblogging and sharing.

my mom is applying for foodstamps but we still need to pay for rent and other bills, its all on me and i don’t have all the money myself to do it. so any help at all is appreciated.

i just need all the help i can get right now and i hate asking for it but…

i really need it.

thank you, i love you all. ❤️



[the-moon-files]

As I work on my college assignments that I have missed due to being sick I can't help but think *damn* I would absolutely hate being transported to another world due to all my responsibilities. Like, even if it was that zero time occurring between getting back home I wouldn't want that, because fuck what if time did pass? What if I got fired from my job or missed on rent and all my stuff got thrown out of my apartment?? I love the idea of being away from my responsibilities but I hate having to go back to more and more things I have to more things I have to make up or have just missed.

Anyway, my brain suddenly attached this to a reader who got stuck in the linked universe. The emotions they would go through because their mind isn't stuck on the past or present but in the future. What if they had pets? Who'd take care of them? How would they pay their bills if they got stuck in an alternate universe? It's a sudden absence of these things that really trip them up because they had so much to do and now it's all gone. They can actually live now. But also they weren't built to live life outside of the weird society we have. How can they learn to live if the way they'd been living was nothing but a mental ladder to keep up with. How can they keep going knowing that back home there are important events and people and animals that they are missing out on.

-✒️ (Sorry for the long ask I'm an a very existential mood rn)

Sorry this is such a late reply!! I've had a "fanfic author curse" kinda year tbh, so I'm just now getting back into my hobbies :/

(i just got so burnt out by life i wasn't even in the mood to play the video games, let alone touch my blogs/write for them :( which is sad bc i love talking to you guys /gen)

So, I hope this late response is okay, and college and things these days are going better for you anon!!

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BRO RLLY DROPPED MY WORST FEARS IN MY MAIL BOX ON A GODDAMN?? WEDNESDAY EVENING??? 😭😭 /LH

NO but SERIOUSLY this is genuinely a fear ive had in realistic isekai scenario situations,

So for like a year, maybe 2 now? Ive been obsessively consuming "isekai/reincarnation/transmigration anime" or this trope that somehow someway a character is misplaced from their original timeline, maybe just mysteriously yoinked/died/possessed another body in a diff universe, whatever, either way theyre There now, in a diff universe. And animes consistently gloss over this transitional period, that i can see real ppl actually having, to just sort of accept and move on, of course yo get the plot rolling.

But i guess theres just not quite enough sort of nitty-gritty isekai content yet for anyone to get have finally made an isekai genre thing that really goes on the other side of the spectrum, where the MC is like, well, THIS^^^

Like unless ur actually a hermit, youve either pushed away all ur family anf friends or theyve passed away, and you dont have a pet, pr whatever/whoever else,

ive learned after sort of coming out of teen years/rlly long depressive episodes that, Someone will always notice you. Theyll notice youre gone, and theyll miss you.

Like ppl hit u with that angsty, "nobody cares abt me" and then when u realistically sit them down like, "okay. What about your favorite teacher? What about your best friend? What about your online friends who will never see you log on again? What about your dog?"

Like yeah, who will take care of your dog?? Becaue where im at in life, if my sibling dies, ive got no one to care about my old girl, my kitty Mia <3 whos loved me since i was 12 😭

So, ive been actually wanting to fill in somewhat this gap in isekai genre by sort of expanding on it, i mean to be honest fanfiction is the only media ive seen thats gotten close to tackling this, with any amount of realism/emotional depth it deserves.

i hope u found this any amount of satisfying response, i probably would take this is in either a complete horror fashion/tragic scenario (which i don't write that often tbh) or a sort of "angst with a happy ending" like MC/reader worrying freaking out abt homeworld but there's a portal to let you go between worlds or smth

Peace out ✒️,

🌙📁

(i found a file emoji - how do we feel abt it??)

[porcelaininkpot]

Darlin was never a rough and ragged fighter that threw themselves at danger and trouble with reckless abandon, they were never battered, bruised and patchworked back together with tattoos and stitches.

At least, not always.

They came from a family of affluence, a strong shifter bloodline with influence across the country. They adored and treasured smaller luxuries, they meticulously took care of themselves and never had so much as a broken nail. Their hair was always feather-soft, brushed through with horsehair-bristled brushes. Their coat was always pristine, smooth and shiny. They were the most beautiful wolf of the pack, the pride and joy of their parents. They were graceful, composed, kind, the picture of perfection. They loved themselves.

They despised getting into fights, they despised the idea of fighting. They were content with their lush, comfortable life.

That was until Quinn Fox came along.

At first, it was the allure of sneaking out with a dark, mysterious, alluring vampire that was much too old for them. It was the thrill of stealthing past the fountains and flora in the back garden to trade cashmere coats for leather jackets and let their conditioned fur get muddy.

Until the leather replaced the soft fabric entirely, and their hair- their coat was matted through with blood instead of mud.

It was gradual, his manipulation. He took sadistic joy in corrupting beautiful things, stripping them of their elegance and grace, reducing them to barbarians and bloodhounds. He'd egg them into fights he knew they stood no chance in. He forced them to fight dirty against their packmates to learn how to get the upper hand against opponents.

Till he tore their comfort away entirely, made them depend on him instead of themselves, made them give up the happiness they once knew.

"You're a pretentious mutt thats too filthy for such nice things, don't parade yourself around in them like you deserve them."

And his words worked, he was right after all, they were a fighter, a bloodhound, nothing else. They were pompous for even thinking they deserved finer things than rags and bruises.

Their life was one of teeth and blood, not cushions and comfort.

It culminated well after their relationship with their parents had been ruined, rent apart by arguments and fine china shattered against walls.

He convinced them to steal their family jewels from their mother's safe, he said it was so the both of them could run far far away, so they could be together without anyone getting in the way.

They loved him, so they did as he said.

But they were caught.

They walked out of that house with their bloody family heirlooms between their canines.

Their mother never walked again.

It left their parents so heartbroken they distanced themselves from the pack and moved back to Washington.

They were a monster, he had told them.

They were the reason their family suffered.

They were a worthless nothing that only caused pain.

He ended up pawning the jewels and using the money for drugs, forcing the substances into their veins so he could get high off his Precious. Shearing their hair for easier access.

They've been free from him for years, yet Darlin hasn't so much as worn a bracelet or filed their nails, they cling to iron scented leather like their life depends on it.

They returned in pieces. Going back to their parents and begging forgiveness, yet staying distant and doing what they thought was best for the pack they still loved.

They had to lie to do it, but they went on the hunt to try to make things right, and along the way met sunlight incarnate in the form of a vampire cowboy.

They got caught, and somehow made amends with the pack they thought would never forgive them. Impossible and scar-littered though it was, they righted their wrongs, and over time allowed themselves to fall back into the trust and care of a pack, of a family, and maybe, just maybe of thinking about enjoying the finer things again.

Its slow, and they don't know if they'll ever recover the self love and respect they've lost, but all they know is that love is when Samuel Collins takes care of their broken nails, brushes the tangles out of their growing hair, and drapes soft, cashmere coats over their scarred shoulders.

[aliolly]

Dear Rafe Cameron (2)

PART TWO

Rafe Cameron x chubby black reader

Low on money and at the brink of being evicted, theres no choice else to make but to take your mother up on that offer and help around at her newly re-opened cafe. It’s just downtown, the pay is good, and your home at a reasonable time. The only downside? You caught Rafe Cameron’s attention, and hes not keen on passing up the opportunity to pick at fresh meat in salted water.

TW: fat shaming, bullying, dead beat mom, kooks being low-key racist, alcohol intake, drugs, reader is deaf, mental abuse, broke reader.

In my head reader is light skinned (because I am) but imagine whatever shade you want.

This chapter is very very short, i hit a little writer’s block down the line and I wasn’t able to get far unfortunately. But next chapter will be longer, I also apologize for the long wait just for it to be short.

If you want to be tagged let me know🤗

I wasn’t expecting her to answer the phone so quickly. The line had rung twice, exactly two times before it cut off. Her voice filtered through the ear i wore my hearing aid on, sending vibrations through the device. It’s like she knew exactly why we were calling, her tone was so smug I could tell on the other side she was sporting a smirk of satisfaction, probably sitting by the beach in her beach house feeling like shes won.

And I felt it too. I remember telling her days ago when the subject first surfaced that I wouldn’t do it, that I’d pass on the offer and search elsewhere for a job- then, i didn’t know just how difficult it was going to be, it was like the interviewers took one look at my hearing aid and seemingly determined themselves based on that alone that I wouldn’t be able to keep up or do a good job as the next person.

That didn’t stop me from looking, but it did create a pile of overdue rent and missed assignments that I hadn’t even known were passed out. So it was safe to say that it felt pretty humiliating calling my own mother who I knew felt proud of herself for predicting this to happen. She had already seen through me the time i declined the offer. Told me then and there that I’d call soon enough because in her words, “your father won’t have that job forever with his addiction, and your hard of hearing won’t be welcomed with opened arms, as much as you think it will. They’ll take one look, thats all they need- then escort you out with a smile saying they’ll keep in contact, but never do..trust me honey, I’ve seen it before, it’s nothing new”

I took her words with a grain of salt, and hadn’t really dwelled on it because it sounded as though she was trying to get under my skin again, manipulating me into thinking she was right and I wouldn’t get a job with my disability. And for some time I can admit how puzzled I was after every interview that seemingly gone well but evidently not, I thought the knowledge of telling them I can read lips and sign without a hearing aid would be useful and helpful in my case, but it wasn’t. I spent over three months searching for a job,then when my dad was let go, I covered him the best I could with what I had in that moment, but it was never enough. Rent felt like it was going up more and more each month, and little by little, the house started falling apart, as if I didn’t have enough troubles already.

If you were to ask how humiliated I felt in the moment, I’d just answer with a yes. I could feel my fist clench around the phone, teeth practically grinding against the bottom row and my eyes stinging. But I wasn’t gonna cry, not of tears of sadness but tears of frustration and complete helplessness. I had to give the phone to my dad because I couldn’t fathom crying for my mom to hear, god only knows her ego would grow more if she was to ever think that I was crying because of her.

When he took the phone, I sat by the table, knee bouncing up and down and my thoughts swarming my head, I couldn’t understand why I felt so anxious all of a sudden, I knew she’d give me the job, i was sure of that, more then anything but the feeling didnt go away. The feeling deeply rooted in the pit of my stomach that conjured up the most fundamental thoughts that flashed in my head on and off like a light switch. What if she purposely gave me a position she knew I wouldn’t be good at? What if she put me in charge of serving people? I was never good with conversation unless I knew the person, and the thought of talking to someone all day everyday made my knee bounce faster.

But I knew it was just my nerves taking root, I knew it wasn’t really about where I’d be placed but more so the thought of working with her, those thoughts were just after thoughts. But I couldn’t be like that, I couldn’t act like that, not now and possibly not for a long while. We need the money, that much is abundantly clear, and my dad needs the help, that much is, also clear. I couldn’t let my own fears get in the way of a good stream of income that could not only fix the house and pay the rent, but also help my dad for his recovery.

I hated this, but I couldn’t do that to him, I can’t be selfish.

When dad got off the phone he messaged the bridge of his nose and sighed to himself softly. He told me that she had given me the job, but hung up before she could ask to speak to me again, he didn’t specify what position I’d cover but then again mom probably didn’t go into detail about it anyway. The only thing I now know is that I am to be expected early tomorrow for the grand reopening in which I am to start right away, either cleaning the tables or bringing out newer and fresher treats for the display glass and getting rid of the old. I only hoped my job would be that simple and easy, easy enough to not need help, and simple enough to not have to ask for help.

Nicole would be back tomorrow, which was great, I’d get the check for watching her pups and put that towards rent. Then when I get my first paycheck, I’d likely put that towards rent as well, then give the remaining to the landlord so she could look into the roof.

It was a solid last minute plan, one im sure to see through. So with that, I take my hearing aid off and scratch behind my ear where it was rested, then got to work cleaning the kitchen as quietly as I could with the pups down for nap in the living room.

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If you were forced to explain Fairy Tail lore and plot as accurately possible (from the things I've said) what would you say? (except you can pretend Sting and Rogue are the main characters to give you a slightly better chance)

Challenge accepted, but Rogue and sting arent the main characters, thats misinformation, and im better than that. Alright then lets get started, for all the newbies there, this is fairy tail lore (I will include what little things i've learnt from skipping dialogue in the game and stuff i've happened to learn:

A long time ago, there was this guy named zeref, and he had a brother, Natsu, whos part demon, part dragon and part human, thats when it all went wrong. Natsu died, and Zeref was really sad about that, he really liked natsu a lot, more then his own son (who resorted to violently jerking people off for attention), so Zeref did all in his power to bring back his brother, and eventually he did.

then his brother Natsu did a bunch of things i dont think i know anything about, but in the process, he made a bunch of friends, then found a world where everybody is the opposite of their normal world selves, like natsu is a total wimpy loser in this world and red ezra is a maid to the blue guy.

7 years later (those 7 years were spent somewhere else, not mentioned in canon, they left the opporiste world since then), they returned to fiore, where natsus guild Fairy Tail (fun fact: The name of the show acc comes from the guild name, Fairy Tail. Not many people know this), had completely fallen off, and Lucy had not paid rent in 7 years, so she was screwed too (until she wasnt). So the guild had to become famous again and strike back. So they did requests to get notoriety, and then did another quest, then yet another quest, then YET ANOTHER QUEST (I'm never completing the fairy tail game at this rate).

Then there was a training arc and a pool episode but im gonna ignore those since they dont matter to the canon so like who cares, its all just fanservice anyway, including the training arc. Self improvement fanservice.

ANYWAY now the tournament is happening and the team is all prepared, but the big team up top is the SABER TOOTHS lead by some old guy and STING EUCLIFFE WOOOOOOOH. So the tournament began and Yukino of saber tooth tried her best but got knocked out in the first round, but she shouldn't be blamed she tried her best and thats okay. Sting didnt feel the same way, he kicked her out and replaced her with minerva, who i still dont know a lot about except for the fact that she tortures people for fun, so like maybe sting just has a type.

Anyway, then after a while, Sting Eucliffe and Rogue Cheney, 2 notable cat owners in the fairy tail universe, fight Fairy Tails very own Natsu Dragneel (Zeref cheers in background) and Gajeel, husband of some other character, professional thrower through rooves.

But first, Sting's backstory, a long time ago, he was adopted by a dragon because something happened to his real parents and idk, then he went forward 19 years in time i think and rogue is more important anyway. Rogue was also adopted by dragons, but he hated his previous name, so he went by a different name for a long time but i dont remember it so i'll just say he went by jared because thats the first name I could think of. Anyway, after a while, he changed his name back because he had a moment, then he found his cat, the most important character in all of Fiore (according to Rogue). He could never be separated from his cat, otherwise everyone would die and his mysterious shadow (who i'll call eddie) would take over and he'd kill everyone.

Anyway while I was saying that backstory, Natsu and gajeel were fighting sting (Rogue was afk) and while many blows were traded absolutely nothing happened. Then Natsu sent gajeel into the mines and the fight continued and eventually someone won.

Then as either revenge for losing or as a treat for winning, saber tooth decided to torture lucy for some reason??? i really dont get it apparently this is fanservice so it mustve been super freaky for lack of a better word, but Rogue doesn't like torturing because he's silly like that, so he walked away dramatically.

Then later an evil shadow possessed Rogue fought gajeel and he punched him a lot, but then he got thrown through the roof and LOST because hes a SILLY LOSER MEOW MEOW (according to @lilacharbour).

Afterwards, the leader of sabertooth blew up Stings cat with mind so Sting introduced him to a concept called docking (not the gay thing), and the leader guy died.

THEN EVIL ROGUE CAME BACK TO THE PAST AND FOUGHT EVERYONE and then he got sent down the river in a boat made of ice and gray probably tried to get himself killed while naked during the fight since apparently he does that a lot more than you'd think.

THEN THE SEX MAN ATTACKED and 3 really strong people fought him, Sting, Rogue and another character who shares a voice actor with a character in guilty gear i think maybe. could be wrong. and sex man was winning, until my boy sting ate up all the sex magic and KILLED HIM

then natsu and all killed the big bad Zeref (he killed dragons), the end. Oh yeah and sting and rogue touched balls and it was so gay, roll the credits.

Also a mini rant, Erza scarlet could be such a cool character and def my favourite if it weren't fairy tail with enough fanservice to make air conditioning go extinct for good, like come on, a red headed warrior character with sword attacks that she can control (i think), whats not to like? Though maybe im just saying that since most fictional characters i simp over have the hair colour around that area (like purples (that are closer to red than blue) and pinks and reds and stuff), not directly because of that but still, theres a pattern.