#these are all amazing omigod

[personinthepalace]

thank you so much @lnmeetuphub for this lovely l&co care package!! 💜

[personinthepalace]

wishing for wishy washy to nightmare on bone street has to be the most unhinged mmni run ever. improv pantomime to a global audience, trevor noun, oscar’s fury at the lack of dance right into BONE STREET, enjoying the armoire, spanish and swahili dogs and bryony hiding her face because she was corpsing so much THEN EVERYONE DIES. mischief theatre thank you for your service

[heechwe]

OMIGOD could you do ❝ I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you. ❞ and/or  ❝ They’ll all know your mine when they hear you screaming my name. ❞

with Heeseung action 5 and location 5

Thank you🫶💕

The practice room was strictly for working on choreography, according to Heeseung’s managers. He knows they would be judging him for bringing you into the sacred space to fuck against the wall-length mirrors, but screw them.

They didn’t understand the need to have each other in every nook and cranny you both could get your hands on, even one as open to being exposed as the practice room was.

You moan as Heeseung pounds into you from behind, his nails digging into the skin of your back as he buries himself inside of your heat.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he growls. “I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you. Just like this.”

“Yes, yes, Hee, please,” you gasp, your hands sweating against the glass of the mirror. He looks deeply into your eyes from his position behind you, too pleased to see himself exit and enter your eager pussy at the same time.

"I know we’re supposed to be quiet, but they’ll all know you’re mine when they hear you screaming my name."

When you do release ragged calls of his name into the silence of the practice room, all Heeseung can hope for is that he’ll get a slight slap on the wrist for fucking his girlfriend in a zone strictly meant for business.

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[beachlifelez]

Megan was over at Lindsey’s after classes and they were changing out of their uniforms.

“That’s a pretty bra, Megan. Wanna know a secret?”

“Yeah, sure, what is it, Linz?”

“I didn’t wear panties today.”

“What? No way! Really?”

“Really. Um…wanna see?”

“Do I…what? Um…you mean it?”

“Yeah…if you want.”

“Well, um, maybe a little peek under your skirt? If you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind.”

“Oh, Linz, OMG, you’re so pretty down here. Can I, um, touch you?”

“I guess so, if you want.”

“How does this feel?”

“Mmm, nice..whoa, did your finger slide inside??”

“Yah, you’re all slick and it just slid in. Want me to take it out?”

“Um…no. It feels good, actually. Oohh, now what are you doing? Mmm.”

“Just what I like to do when I’m, um, you know…”

“Oh, yeah, right. Have you ever…you know..for another girl?”

“Gosh, no. What, have you?”

“No, no. Ohhhh, now what are you…oh, wow.”

“You like that? I love rubbing my button while pushing a finger in and out. Can I, um, do it faster?”

“Mmm, yes. Faster. Please. Ahh, yesss…just like that. God, that feels so good. Don’t stop.”

“You’re so wet, this is so hot. Lean back. Open your legs..”

“Like this?”

“Yeah, that’s better. Can I…kiss you there?”

Megan didn’t wait for an answer.

“Wha…..ohhhhh…Megan…omigod…yes…faster…faster….Megannnnnnn!!”

Megan held Lindsey tight around her legs as she came, not believing how exciting it was to have used her mouth on her. She kept licking and sucking until Lindsey basically collapsed in her arms and on top of her. That pushed them both down to the floor.

They lay together on the floort, Lindsey still panting a bit from the experience. Megan just held her and continued enjoying Lindsey’s taste and smell and stickiness.

“That…was…unbelievable, Megan.”

“I know, Linz, I never would have thought…”

“But did you enjoy it, too?”

“Omigod yes. It was wonderful, amazing.”

“That makes me so happy.”

“I’m glad it does.”

“Do you want to maybe go up on my bed?”

“Yah, that would be really nice.”

“My turn to peek under your skirt, maybe?”

“Why don’t we both get undressed and just see what happens?”

“Really, Megan?”

“Yes, Linz, really.”

“Wow, OK, this is pretty crazy, huh?”

“Crazy good, yeah. Let’s go.”

[ggensblog]

LUNCH | marlene mckinnon x reader

summary: you go out clubbing with your roommate and her friends, her.. flirty.. friends

warnings: no magic! au, fem!reader, drinking, smoking, partying, no smut but it gets a wee bit steamy, intentional lowercase, barely proofread

i do not, in any way, endorse or support j.k. rowling

word count: 1.3k

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it was nearly eight-thirty by the time you got back to your flat. you reached into your bag for your keys half-heartedly and opened the door. music and laughter filled the flat, sourcing from your roommate’s bedroom. you smiled and slipped off your shoes, shrugging your heavy bag to the ground and venturing deeper into the apartment.

rooming with pandora was easy. for the most part the two of you respected the roommate-relationship and lived your separate lives. you were close, of course, but didn’t really know each other outside of what cereal brand or milk alternative the other preferred. so, as much as you had heard about pandora’s friends from morning-after stories, you had yet to meet most of them.

pandora’s door was wide open, and across the hall from yours. you didn’t mean to intrude, but you couldn’t help to peek into the room filled with laughter.

“omigod you’re home!” pandora stood from her cross-legged position on her ground, walking over and pulling you further into the room. you recognized the other girls in the room from photos you’ve seen on instagram and around pandora’s room. they were all just as gorgeous.

“sorry, i didn’t mean to interrupt girls night” you looked at your roommate who waved you off.

“you’re not interrupting anything, lovely” the red haired girl- lily, you noted- offered you a kind smile. you smiled back, nodding. “we’re just about to go out to The Garden, you have to come.” pandora gripped both of your hands, looking at you pleadingly. you shook your head, “no i’d be holding you all up, it would take me ages to get ready.”

“we haven’t even started pregaming, go get ready” you turned to the blonde, marlene. Her eyes were smokey and her hair was messy in the perfect, intentional, just-woke-up kind of way. Her deep red lips quirked up into a half smile. you looked at pandora once more, she nodded encouragingly and you let out a breath. “if you insist,” you grin and walk into your room.

it doesn’t take you long to do your makeup, opting to add onto what you were already wearing and making it a bit more dramatic. your outfit, however, took you 20 minutes just to have some sort of idea of what to wear. pandora’s friends were cool, and there was no way in hell that you were going to walk back into that room looking anything less than hot.

once you were finally satisfied, you opened your door this time to find that the music and laughter came from the common space. empty shot glasses sat on the table, a bottle of tequila and a bowl of sliced limes next to them.

“girl, you look amazing.” mary caught your eye as you walked in. the rest of the girls turned to you and agreed, lily applauding and your roommate offering a little whistle. once they had settled down, you had taken a seat at the coffee table, next to pandora. dorcas opened the handle of tequila and began measuring the shots, sliding one to each girl at the table.

lily raised her glass, “to good health”

marlene raised hers, “and to an even better night”

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the journey to the club was filled with tipsy giggles and conversations about the drama of the girl’s lives. you were over the moon to be out with them. an otherwise boring night had changed for the best. 

somehow pandora and her friends made waiting in line to get into the club fun, playing games where you guessed details about strangers lives. once in “The Garden”, your senses were overwhelmed. the loud music, the heat, the smell of tobacco and alcohol, it had been a minute since your last night out on the town.

marlene grabbed your hand, trailing after the other girls making a beeline for the bar. your heart sped slightly as the blonde met your eyes.

“what ….” you turned to look at dorcas, who had a busy-looking bartender waiting in front of her. you gestured to your ears, not quite being able to hear her over the music and everyone around you talking. she leaned closer, “what do you want?” she half-yelled into your ear. you gave her your drink order and leaned your back against the bar. moments later, your group was sipping your respective drinks, giggling and moving to the music a bit.

the next song came on and made the bar go crazy. billie eilish’s recent hit ‘LUNCH’ had everyone downing their drinks and rushing to the dancefloor- including your group.

your group found their way, squeezing through the crowd of people, to the middle of the dancefloor. pandora and lily ground their hips against each other, almost perfectly in sync. the room was hazy, the people dancing around you mere blurs, that is until the blonde you've been eyeing all night came into view. you’d seen marlene around the apartment during the day from time to time, but here? looking like that?

you wrapped your arms around marlene’s neck, unconsciously smiling and dancing to the beat of the song. the two of you fell into a rhythm, your arms sliding down to marlene’s waist. your faces were close- way too close for people who weren’t formally introduced until tonight. marlene’s hot breath fanned over your face, her fingers reaching to tangle in the hairs at the nape of your neck. the blonde turned, moving her ass against your front. the room became impossibly warmer as you shifted your hands to guide her hips. you moved your face to nose at her neck, marlene’s hands finding their way deeper into your hair.

the song transitioned into the next- mean girls by charli xcx- and marlene spun back around. the blonde’s eyes shifted from yours to your lips then back. you stared at her a moment more before she nodded her head in the direction of the bathroom. you nodded wordlessly.

as she had been all night- marlene guided you through the crowds of people and to the bathroom. it was by no means the cleanest place in the world- but at that moment it was empty and that was all that mattered.

marlene shut the door behind you and pressed you between the door and her hips. her hands were back in your hair and she nosed at the side of your face, breathing you in. your heart stuttered in your chest. when your lips finally touched it was like a switch had been flipped. once coy and cautious now fervent, desperate, and oh so hot.

you moved to kiss down the length of marlene’s neck as her hand ran up your spine. Goosebumps floated across your skin despite the head of the room. your lips came back together with the desperation of a woman starved- not in sync, but messy and perfect all in the same.

the moment was over almost as soon as it began- when a drunken shout came from the other side of the door. suddenly sober- you couldn’t quite make out what the person was yelling, but the pounding on the door indicated whatever was on the other side was sure to become a problem if the two of you didn’t move.

marlene broke away from you, tugging your wrist along with her as she moved from the door. the woman on the other side of the door broke into the bathroom and ran to the nearest stall, not bothering to lock the door as she fell to her knees and retched. a gaggle of girls rushed in after her, holding water, and reaching to pull her hair from her face.

you looked back to marlene, who was already staring back at you. her lips were kiss bitten and her previously messy hair was now even messier. a smile grew on your face as you nodded back to the dancefloor. the two of you walked out of the bathroom and back into the crowd hand in hand. 

you didn’t find pandora and the others until later when you stumbled into each other on the dancefloor. your roommate gave you a knowing look, raising her eyebrows and mouthing “later” before turning back and dancing with her girlfriend.

definitely later.

[stevenbasic]

GITJ Post 311: Back to the Study Clinics, p3

Audio File Transcript Excerpts, Annotated

6.11.20¥¥      Site 004       Camera 013/”Study Exam Room 3”

<BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION, EXCERPT 7>

Time Stamp 10:23:05

Subj F8-021-TB (aka “Thalia Bates”): “So, is now when you hypnotize me?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч (aka “Karen/Karina Katasova, APRN, CANS”): “Oh, sunshine, remember what we talked about. <places patient file F8-021v2 onto countertop> I don’t like to think of it as ‘hypnotizing’ you. It’s more a mix of…’well, we call it ‘psychological induction’ and ‘guided manifestation’.”

Subj F8-021-TB: <laughs> “Okay if you say so - I just, like, want more…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Can you tell me why?”

<Agent biofeedback node xx0038 shows activation of B.A.galamukh1 implant; other vitals steady> 

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well, last time, a couple weeks ago, when you did it with me I…I felt great, after. I went home and I was so much more confident, with, like, my boyfriend, my math teacher. And, like, everyone, men…it was awesome.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That’s good to hear. You’re taking to treatment so well! But we should do your physical exam first, and get you your next injection. Here, stand up, let’s see the figure. Any progress since last time?”

Subj F8-021-TB: <giggles> “MMhmm, well -” <Subject stands, tightens gown around torso>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Oh, well, those got bigger! &lt;laughs> Fantastic, you look amazing. Have you had to buy new bras? Remember, we’ll have the custom ones coming to you soon…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I did have to buy a couple. Well, daddy did &lt;giggles>. I went up another two cup sizes.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “So that makes you a…?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “36HH.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: <typing into chart, entry dated> “Wonderful. Now, let’s take some blood, get you measured…”

<Agent KLCTVxx0038цч visualized drawing blood into vials labeled EP0021.F8192 and KLCTV6559.55564 and taking figure, height and weight measurements of Subj F8-021-TB, entering data into chart>

<BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION, EXCERPT 9>

Time Stamp 10:29:23

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Well, sunshine, that’s....five-eight and a bit. You’ve grown almost another two-point-f…another whole inch since last time, more than five inches since we started. And for weight it’s-”

Subj F8-021-TB: <laughs>”Omigod please, don’t tell me!”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: <laughs> “Oh it’s nothing to be ashamed about! But I understand! We’ll keep that a mystery but someday you’ll be proud of everything you’ve gained.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “What, when I’m, like, eight hundred pounds?” <giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Oh, Thalia, don’t be silly! But, tell me…what’s been going on with your father? You were mentioning him last time. Is he still embarrassed by what you’ve been posting online?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Oh, god, yes.” &lt;huff of exasperation> “He tells me all the time: ‘Tally! I’m a Senator! You can’t be SAYING these things!’ He’s so boring that way.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Aw, that’s unfortunate, that must be hard. But remind me - he wasn’t up for re-election this year?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “No, lucky him, ‘cuz it sounds like women won everything, huh? Like, the other senator from Minnesota is going to be a woman, now.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Oh? I hadn’t heard that.”

<Agent visualized readying Product dose>

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yeah totally. But, anyway, I know his political advisers tell him to just keep letting me do what I do, post what I want, that it’s doing wonders for his approval ratings or whatever. That he should, like, lean into what I’m doing, to use my, like, lots of followers. ‘Raise his profile’, a bit.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Mmmmhm. How does that feel, having influence like that? It must feel good, right? Thinking that you have this kind of…power, over your father? This important, accomplished man?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “It…does. But, it’s weird. Every time I see him he looks, like…smaller. Like, he’s not as smart or whatever as he used to be. And, like, with every new follower - or thousand followers - I get I feel like I’m…I dunno…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Getting stronger? Bigger? More important and influential? Oh, sunshine, you are. You’re growing into a strong, strong young woman. Thousands and thousands of people watch you, listen to you. You can tell them what to do, how to think. Do you believe that?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yes.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And, your father? Him, men like him? Their days, their days of being in charge are coming to an end. Do you see that? I think, in fact, that your father is-”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I think he’s a little scared of me.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes, yes. Go on, more, Tally, continue…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I heard, actually, that his advisors told him to be careful, ‘don't piss her off’, they said...”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That if you used the weight of your growing fame to hurt him it could honestly be the end of his career?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Omigod yes.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Sunshine I’m so proud of you. Now, are you ready for your next injection?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “oh god yes okay.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Alright here we go. Just a little pinch…”

<Agent KLCTVxx0038цч visualized administering Dose 005, Evolution Pharmaceuticals Product 0008/“Product”, labeled lot 00854g to Subj F8-021-TB on camera, time stamp 10:30:44; intramuscular, left deltoid.>

Subj F8-021-TB: “owww!” &lt;giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Sorry sunshine. Did that hurt?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Just a little. It’s okay.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: &lt;disposing of syringe, sharps container FH0093> “So, tell me. Since we last saw you - how are you feeling, Thalia?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Oh, yeah, me? Pretty good. Well, really good…warm? It changes every day. Full? Tingly?���  &lt;giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That’s all normal, good. You’d mentioned your boyfriend, how you were feeling different around him. Can you tell me a little more about that?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “About my boyfriend?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes, about him. I’m sure your boyfriend is…excited about how you’re changing, how much you’re growing. What’s happening to you is like every guy’s dream, these days. You’ve been with him for a while now, right?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yeah we started hanging out like, a year ago? And he, yeah…likes it. It freaked him out at first, but now…well, I don’t know if excited is a strong enough word. It’s almost like he becomes a different person when we’re, like, together…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “When you two are alone?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well, yeah…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Oh? How so?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well, lately, he really focuses in on…” &lt;subject motions to her chest> “And it’s like, well, it’s like he just can’t stop. Can’t get enough of them…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “You used the term ‘boob-monkey’ last time?”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;giggles> “Omigod did I? That’s my little nickname for him. Did I really tell you that?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “It’s okay. You did.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Omigod I’m such a dork. But, I don’t really know how else to put it. He can be really pushy, you know? In normal life, in school. But when these started to grow, and then when I get him alone, whenever I take off my top, or put them in front of his face, he goes real quiet. He can barely string two words together, you know? And he grunts…he whines. Kind of like a monkey or a, like…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “A baby?”

Subj F8-021-TB: <giggles> “Yes, yes!  Exactly. Like a baby!” <giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That’s interesting. Don’t you find that interesting?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Uh…yeah. And it’s, like, exciting, being able to do that to him. Is that normal? Is everything okay?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes, yes of course, Thalia. This is all within normal parameters for the treatment. He’s changing just as you're changing. Now, what else happens when you’re with your boyfriend?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well…he’s really into nuzzling into me, cuddling. Sucking on my, like…nipples.” &lt;giggles> “Oh…I’m sorry, this just seems so weird to talk about!”

<Agent biofeedback node xx0038 shows further increased activity of B.A.galamukh1 laryngeal implant; Frontal (15Hz) and Occipital (19Hz) Beta wave activity up-modulated>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Now now, we are both the women here, no need to be shy.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Ooooo I felt that…! <giggles> Yeah, of course. Well, like I said, he really burrows in, and even though he doesn’t tell me…well, he can’t tell me, but I could just sense he wants me to, like, smother him, to really mash my boobs around his face, to…yeah. Smother him.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And do you? Smother him?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well, &lt;giggles>…yeah. Like, playing. But, sometimes…it gets to be more than just playing.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “I understand. That’s good. That’s you exerting strength, do you see? Strength and dominance. Showing him what you could easily do, if you wanted.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “oh god yes I get it…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Does he struggle, try to stop you from actually smothering him?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “No. It’s almost like…the more my boobs cover his face, the less he struggles. It’s like he…wants it. Wants me to…bury him under my, like, breasts.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “He wants to submit to you, do you see? Be submissive. He wants to be buried in your body, inside you somehow, part of you. And there’s nothing you’d like to do more than that, is there?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “No, that’s…oh, god…exactly it.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Fascinating. Now, you are the social media…what is the word? ‘Influencer’, is that it?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yes, I have like almost eight-hundred thousand followers and subs, now. My videos have been getting millions of, like…likes.” &lt;giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “But you didn’t start that way, right?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “No, yeah, right. In fact, just like six months ago, before my first dose, I had only like a few hundred followers, my videos got maybe a couple-few views…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And, tell me…what changed?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well…these things!” &lt;laughs, motions to chest> “They grew like…like…well, one sub said like ‘watermelons after a rainstorm’.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And your followers…they are like your boyfriend?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Oh my gosh, yes…they’re constantly simping for me, now. Omigod the ‘mommy’ comments I get! ‘I want mommy’ ‘I want milk’, pleading for me to smother them with my ‘mommy milkers’...&lt;giggles> “Don’t they know I’m still in high school??” <;giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “I see. And…did you get the same sense from your father, or from the doctor, today, earlier?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I…w-what?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “It’s okay Thalia, you’re not in the trouble. As a member of the medical team, it’s my job to make observations for continued research. Honestly, I’m happy that you did what you did with the doctor today. Now, what did you feel when the doctor came into the room?”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;pauses> “Well, I just felt this, like, I dunno…connection to him. I was so grateful he was here to help me…but he was so little. I felt like he needed me to, like, nurture him, to care for him. I needed to pull him to me, to my chest…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Go on…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “He needed my comfort, my softness and hugs and…and deep down I could sense he wanted me to absolutely bury him between my boobs. And then suddenly I felt him just sink into my chest, felt him struggle a little bit, then relax. &lt;subject moans> It felt so nice…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That’s incredible Thalia - is that why you greeted him how you did?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I…yes. Can you…oh god, do the thing.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “I will, I promise. But tell me more about that, when you first saw the doctor..”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well…when he came in, I was just overwhelmed by how small and precious and, like…how vulni he was. I couldn’t help it - I just filled the room with my…what do you call them? Pheromones?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes, that is the right. You’ve been using them, practicing, at home?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I…yes. But they’re sometimes…hard to control.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That is okay. That is the good. I want you to practice, to use them. You will practice, you will use them. You will get stronger, you will gain control. Do you understand?”

<Agent biofeedback node xx0038 shows further increased activity of B.A.galamukh1 laryngeal implant; Frontal and Occipital Beta wave activity increasing in amplitude.>

Subj F8-021-TB: “Omigod there it is again, &lt;sighs>. Yes…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Now tell me again, Thalia, when he came in…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “The pheromones. They just gushed out of me. I could see immediately where he was looking. Even though he was trying not to look I could, like, sense where his attention was focused, how he felt, and I knew I needed to…to just deal with it, you know?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes, Go on, Thalia…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “He asked, his voice was shaky but he needed to know numbers, to know just how big I was, how big I was growing. So I told him, told him that I’d gained thirty pounds since my first treatment, and a lot of it up here.” &lt;subject presses out her chest, demonstrating breast size><;giggles>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Thalia, I see the smile on your face. You sound like you are the joking, but you are proud of your developments, aren’t you?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yes, well…who wouldn’t want to be bigger like this?  It just…feels…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “It feels the right, doesn’t it?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Yes, exactly!  But at the same time, even though I said what I said as a bit of a laugh, to him…I meant it. I wanted him to know just how heavy my breasts are…if that makes sense?”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “It makes the very good sense, Thalia. You are good. You did the good. Now…let’s talk about your father some more…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “...Daddy?”

<Agent biofeedback node xx0038 shows further increased activity of B.A.galamukh1 laryngeal  implant and activation of Eldritch Nanotech; new prefrontal Gamma activity present>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes…now, again, we’re just girls here, right? How is your father handling all of this?”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;moaning> “Oh god, yes. Well…I mean…he’s been gone for so long…he’s a Senator, you know. Lucky for him he wasn’t up for re-election this year. But yeah…he’s kind of missed all these changes with me, but he’s home now on recess…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Mmhmm?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “And at first he seemed really blown away - eyes wide, giving me these brief, almost awkward hugs. But lately…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: &lt;pause> “Yes?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Lately he’s let his eyes linger a little too long…and…I can see it. It’s like there’s this…longing in his eyes.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Thalia…do you get the same feeling with your father as you get with your boyfriend? With your followers? With the doctor?”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;hesitates> “uhhh…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “It’s okay, Thalia, this is all protected by HIPAA and our confidentiality agreement. What you tell me now is protected information.”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;pause> “y-yes…It’s faint right now. But I can feel it. Like, Daddy…he’s being drawn to me. Like he needs me to protect, to nurture, to care for him…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “To smother him, too?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “omigod yes maybe.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And…have you noticed any other changes, now that you’re growing up? You had said something about it before. Does your father actually look…smaller to you?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “I…Well, yes. Now that you mention it.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That’s wonderful, Thalia…you’re not imagining it. It’s actually happening, you’re making it happen. Do you see how strong you’re getting?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “oh, my god, Ms. Katasova…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Please, call me Karina. But how does that make you feel? That you’re growing and your papochka…sorry, your father…that he’s shrinking? That you’re making him smaller? That one day, a US Senator, he could be tiny compared to you?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Well…omigod. A little awkward? Because he’s my daddy? B…b…but…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “...but also a little powerful?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “<sigh>...nnngh...exactly…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “I want you to think about how empowering that could be for you, Thalia. To make him smaller, and weaker. You have this natural tendency to care for and protect others, and now you’re growing into the job. Imagine being the protector and nurturer, being bigger for them, while they all get smaller, and need you more, get dependent on you for warmth and love. You could be a mommy for your boyfriend, for your followers, for your father…”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Oh god that would feel sooo good…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Tell me how it would feel, Thalia.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Like, like I was giving the whole world a big, squishy hug!” &lt;giggles, hugs herself around chest>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “I think the world needs a hug from you Thalia!” &lt;laughs>

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;laughing> “Yes they do!”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “And your father, he needs your support now, to keep his job, as a senator. He depends on staying in your…how do you say? Good graces. He is afraid, Thalia. Do you see? If he has your support he can have everything, but you could take your support away.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Oh god yes it’s like I’m his boss.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes and you will tell him that, let him know. But you will be the kind, loving, understanding. He is a weak, small man. Your father, you understand, likes big boobs also. He likes them a lot. Just like your boyfriend, just like your followers.”

Subj F8-021-TB: “y-yeah my mom told me…”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “That is the good, that’s good that you can share. What do some of your followers, or your boyfriend, ask you to do?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Like, mommy stuff? Or, like, live in my bra?”

<Agent biofeedback node xx0038 shows optimal Beta wave activity>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Maybe your father would like to try some of these things too. ‘Mommy stuff’.”

Subj F8-021-TB: &lt;pauses> “Yes I think he might. <sighs, pauses again> Thank you, Karina.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “You are the welcome. &lt;smiles, pauses> Want me to call him back in here, the doctor, so you can practice?”

Subj F8-021-TB: “Omigod could you? That would be awesome.”

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “Yes of course. Why don’t you remove your top, begin making more pheromones? I can go get him.”

<Subj F8-021-TB visualized removing exam gown, unzipping sports bra>

Agent KLCTVxx0038цч: “How about a picture for your followers?”

Subj F8-021-TB: <giggles>

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[sexilene]

hihi!! i love your blog sm, it’s so pretty and you seem like one of the coolest ppl ever 🤭💕💕 i was wondering if you have any lipgloss recs??!

(sorry if you’ve already answered a question like this 😭)

hiii!! 💞💞🎀 this makes my heart so happy lol!! here are some of my lipgloss recs!! 🧘🏼‍♀️💋

🤍 victoria's secret flavored lip gloss in strawberry fizz (not sticky and has this beautiful color and shine ughh!!)

🤍 dior addict lip maximizer plumping gloss in 065 icy blue (this one is kinda sticky but the pale baby blue gives your lips a natural pink and makes your lips look eddible omigod!)

🤍 r.e.m. beauty essential drip lip oil in raspberry drip (amazing shine and not sticky! doesn't get my hair caught in it when wind blows or something which is like !!! ty ariiii 💖)

🤍 charlotte tilbury collagen lip bath in refresh rose (perfect for the clean girl, erewhon, pilates princess girl...slightly plumping and just the perfect grab and go shade! it goes with everything!)

🤍 vs color shine lip gloss in electric (perfect if you love the 2000s mc bling hyper fem look! literally candy girl! 🍭)

🤍 fenty beauty gloss bomb universal lip luminizer in FU$$Y (flattering on every skin tone, so baby-doll like bunny girl i love it!!)

🤍 lawless forget the filler lip plumper line smoothing gloss in cherry vanilla (like having filler, plumps sooo good lol! sexy cherry girl literally looks like candy omg! 🍒)

🤍 r.e.m. essential drip glossy balm in strawberry soda (another r.e.m. beauty fave, its so hollywood 2005 walking around in juicy couture 💞)

🤍 charlotte tilbury lip lustre in shades blondie, ibiza nights, portobello girl, pillow talk and hall of fame (all of these are heavenly, i own them all and they are long lasting, sexy and sooo yummy ugh like a 2000s malibu hottie! the glittery ones are so summer omigod)

🤍 GXVE by gwen stefani bubble pop electric high-performance clean lip gloss (actually surpised by these, all shades are so pretty and smells sooooo good, and even after drinking and eating the color seems to last!)

🤍 essence extreme shine volume lip gloss in flower blossom (classy, simple and affordable!)

🤍 clarins lip comfort hydrating oil in shade cherry (cherry cola lips!)

🤍 revlon the gloss in shade lean in (perfect playboy bunny girl, p0rnstar sexy kitten i love it so much and its shiny and affordable!)

(i luvvvv your blog too! 💘)

[goobie-goo]

SONG OF THE DAY + 1 bc ehehshjddb

abnormality dancing girl by guchiry… my beloved… it has lore but i interpret it for dallas in the way that “did i get it? that brand new me?” PUFHH. also the character in the video is highly implied to go insane and also implied to kill herself or something. she at least goes insane with the obsession of being perfect. dallas isnt like it so i took the lyrics and twisted them iykwim. its in JP so i gave the video w the eng subs :D

https://youtu.be/DK56dOxLxPY?si=k0yatpQT4bSD0Tiu

and then the +1,,, oughhh probabky my fav or one of my fav kikuo songs: dance of the frogs. ITS ABOUT REINCARNATION!!!! YEAHH. theres a really sick part at 2:52 and onwards like OMIGOD i fucking love the animation like HHSJSHODBSJ frogs??? skeletons??? buddhism elements?? qi xuan is such an amazing voice bank????!:!/&!:8 yes its also a dallas song, especially bc its about reincarnation which can be tied into the lore of dallas never dying like oughh especially when the dance at 3:09,, and then it gets less lighthearted with the frogs looking like theyre in pain (3:27) WITH THE FROG HANDS STRUGGLING TO TRY AND GRASP EACH OTHER AND THE LYRICS?? ‘SUFFERANCE’?? ‘JAIL’?? ‘PRISON CELL’? YEAH NOT DYING WOULD BE HELL FR!!! AND THEN THE SICK SKELETON DANCE INSTRUMENTAL AT 3:59?? AND THEN THE SICK ASS INSTRUMENTAL WITH THE IMPLIED TRANSITION FROM ONE REINCARNATION LIFE TO THE NEXT AT 4:25??? THE WAY IT SLOWLY GETS FASTER?? OH MY GOD. and then the end of that scene with a frame of a lotus im deceased (lotuses mean rebirth).

https://youtu.be/8aS1DiEKAsI?si=QAYK7B9LnuRftNNs

flashing colors warning but it’s so worth it (unless you get a seizure). kikuo’s videos always have captions and theyre STYLIZED!! glamified!! oughhh i fucking love this song and the hidden meanings

OOOOOO those sound sick as FUCK!!!!! i really wanna see whats up with dance of the frogs because from your description it sounds absolutely INSANE

last time i checked i dont usually get seizures so i should be good to go!! tomorrow tho. its my self imposed bed time right now

i!! also have a song of the day!!!! +1!!!!!!! really its more like whatever song is stuck in my head at the moment but! thats ok

1. Drella by Pierce the Veil (shocking i know)

oughhhhhh this song is in my BRAINNNN its in my NEURONSSSSS my freaking UAGH

its????? idk its like. the way he sings is so AUGH and idrk how to interpret lyrics so im not sure what this song is about but its FIRE SO YIPPEE!!!!!!!! the freaking BEAT oiygahhsjshsh dude the way he sings is. gwoahghr cause like he has a rlly distinct voice n he sings pretty high and it ITCHES my BRAIN (also theres a lot of screaming. but as a will wood fan i feel like that wouldnt phase you by now)

+1. Tangled in the Great Escape by Pierce the Veil

DUDE. DUDE THIS SONG. DUDE THIS FREAKING SONG. DUDE GSUAHAGSHDHEHND

i love this album so much cause its got some really sad songs (AND EVERG SINGLE ONE IS A BANGERRR) and this one is one of them and honestly i dont know why its not more popular because its SO GOODDDDDDDDD GRAH

a lot of people saw the song as being about losing a friend to drug addiction when you start to see theyre too far gone but another interpretation i saw was about suicide, which me personally i thought of it as initially but im not really sure. all i know is that its SAD (but its pretty fire on the beat n g l)

tbh i think tangled in the great escape would make a really good song for the villain au? like if alibi was singing it about dallas (who became so obsessed with the idea of revenge that it was basically like losing the person you loved which. wowie i made myself sad)

[onlyseokmins]

elv my LOVE i hope you're having a great day💖 do u ever think about dino gathering ur hair up in his hands while you're giving him head just so that he can see you better. like. just how gently he'd wrap it around his fist, not so that he can pound your throat (yet, anyway) but just so that he can look down at you with his sparkly eyes and see all of u. and like. just how fun it would be to give him the sloppiest of toppies all the while he is just gazing at u in love. i don't know i JUST think about it sometimes!!!! a little bit. (a lot a bit) - 🍿 xx

🍿 anon MY love!!! I hope your Monday was kind to you!! How did you know I was thirsting after THE lee chan after seeing his amazing hair and his tiddies through his shirt during idubily????? Haiwondndndneke and you're SO spot on Omigod.... He would look at you with soooo much love I can just see the goddamn sparkles in his eyes 😭 😭 😭 y'all KNOW I'd worship tf out of his cock with sm adoration and I knowwww he'd love it grrrr roar let me at it rn! You're so real for thinking abt that... Just a tiny bit ofc nbd.... 😏

[bastardizedbitching]

i’ve read two novels tonight it’s 3:31 am as i’m typing this if there’s a higher power fucking with us and running things down here i am staring at you and giving you the middle finger. i will become immortal using mcdonald’s preservatives and start slowly destroying the universe in seemingly innocent, harmless ways until everything we know is no longer recognizable and you will be left wondering how you lost control and the answer is ME BITCH. then i’ll make you into a giant egg eternals style and force you to die and recreate the universe but better because unlike you i don’t make the dominant species in a small pocket of my universe fucking ruin lives for shits and giggles. if there’s multiple people involved in running this shitshow i’ll do it chain reaction style everyone has to explode at the right time in order to make the new universe. and magic will be real and there will be a lot more good shit in the universe like FOOD. omigod food is so awesome. and the food won’t affect anyone’s health negatively which would be like. so sick. all of this will happen in a riverdale style plot where everything becomes more and more non sensical over time and you slowly go insane from the sheer weirdness of what is happening until you’re more insane than that guy in the mind electric. big mood honestly man sometimes you just need to sail out to your death that’s respectable goals. less respectable that you did this for your girlfriend but whatever romance is fine. kind of overused plot line whoever is writing this universe sucks at writing. change it up a little bit why aren’t enough people making musical masterpieces about that star trek shit huh. make a goddamn musical masterpiece album about those star trek concepts and then we have something new. or maybe here’s a better idea since there so much lovey dovey shit in there let there be music and let the music have GAY SEX where they are FUCKING RAW. as a certified singer bastard that’s a amazing concept. all these allo sexual folks describing the sex sounds and i have no idea what the fuck they are but if you have them MAKE SOMETHING WITH THE SEX SOUNDS. like y’all got so much to work with and no one is doing it it’s fascinating. take that first step. it only takes one person to start a trend of interesting shit. see there’s things like this in life now we gotta add some fucking horrors too but not the dull soul-sucking horror we have here with the government and capitalism and everyone wanting someone dead. PEACE AND LOVE MY DUDES. except for cops go fuck yourselves. see the universe writers had some interesting shit with my childhood where i hallucinated for a year when i was 7 we need more of that energy. not enough people these days lose their minds over non world ending shit we don’t need another disaster. actually while i’m at it WHAT THE FUCK IS THE GOP DOING?? some people really just turn off their brains and hear the most dogshit insane lies and parrot those statements word for word. sweetheart no that’s not the way go take some benadryl see the hat man expand your worldview and realize that not everything is about what is happening with our local stupid white karen assholes THEY DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU. honestly i’m pretty sure i got drunk off our vanilla extract i chugged a bunch of that shit. for fucks sake i mean it’s vanilla it should not taste spicy when i chug it. does vanilla minecraft mean nothing to you bastards?? hey another thing universe writers ever try fucking. MAKING NICE PARENTS. should not be up to half of my friends are on cps watch. i’d like to suggest some more of that peace and love 70s hippie energy. you wrote the goddamn protests live that truth. smoke weed and live a healthy stable life. now i understand perhaps you’ve been dropped as a child. or child abandonment. or parental murder. honestly all of those seem pretty common for god backstories so WE COMMIT TO THE BIT. however, consider talking your shit out. i’ve heard yoga does wonders. or a nice cup of tea. anyways peace out commit crimes be queer and disgusting about it feel the whimsy.

[personinthepalace]

I finished listening to My Contrary Mary earlier today, and I was absolutely delighted that some of our favorite My Lady Jane characters made appearances!

My Contrary Mary by Cynthia Hand, Brodi Ashton, and Jodi Meadows

[snowdeong]

I really wish I knew how to stfu but this midzy infighting pisses me off so much lmao I need to rant about it

The thing that really grinds my gears is that people act as if two things can't be true at once. It's true that Ryujin can be the most popular member and have shit promotion from div 2. It's true that you can like either Yeji or Chaer's dancing more or less while it being true that they're both amazing and worthy of the main dancer position. Why tf are we acting as if this is such a complex thing to fucking understand? It's always "oh this person must be an A solo stan or B akgae for saying this" and then BHS get mad or satangs or ot5s or everyone gets mad and it becomes this weird hogpog of shady tweets to defend your fave meanwhile the girls are best friends and would literally be so embarrassed to hear their fans are acting like stupid fucking babies about shit that we should be united on.

We should want better promo for every single girl. When one girl gets an opportunity we should celebrate it. It doesn't have to become oppression olympics or make us horny to discredit all the work these girls do to get these opportunities wtf? If someone is complaining about shit promo let them complain cause it's fucking true lmao div2 ain't shit and we have seen that they ain't shit time and time again. If people are praising someone let them praise them wtf? If someone has a schedule then let's work as a fanbase to promote it not start shit about who promotes best and who's a solo stan or whatever stupid shit it's just wasting time and being unnecessarily negative when we could be focusing our energy on supporting our girlies who REALLY need it because their company is actively fucking sabotaging them at every turn omigod.

That's not even to say don't get angry at bullshit cause ofc you're going to get angry when people refuse to see where you're coming from and tell you you're not allowed to complain because of this or praise someone cause of that. Like I've complained a lot about the weird shit people say about Yeji whenever something good happens for her and how so called midzys seem allergic to at the very least not speaking badly on her achievements. Idk if I've talked about it on here but I really fucking hate when people act as if Ryujin being popular is a good reason why she shouldn't be promoted even though she's in a fucking entertainment company whose job is literally to promote her tf. I also hate that Yuna barely gets schedules despite being a genuine it girl, I hate when people boil Chaer down to just being that funny member that spaces out and it pisses me off so fucking much when people speak on Lia and refuse to acknowledge how talented she is. BUT I think there's ways to address these kinds of things without being inflammatory and causing goddamn civil wars every two days?? Fr it's getting to the point where midzy twt is just "Okay which group of stans is fighting who today?" can't we just be normal fucking adults with a single ounce of maturity 😭

Just let Satangs complain when they feel like they need to and let BHS be happy without having to fight of swarms of weirdos with a hate boner for Yeji omg. I mostly focused on ryeji cause those are my biases but this applies to all the issues that other sub stan groups have in relation to their fave girls? If we all just coexist then we won't have to fight because no one will feel like the only way to prove their point is to be a shady dumbass.

And all this when they don't even have solos now imagine when they get solos 😒😒😒 meanwhile the girls are literally out here calling each other family don't you feel a LITTLE ashamed for being a goblin person on the internet for "the sake of your fave" while attacking their friends like GROW UP. Kpop is not so serious that we need to start saying awful shit about people to defend other people

[beachlifelez]

Cathy and her daughter Rachel took the opportunity of Cathy’s niece Polly’s visit to introduce Polly to the joys of all female intimate relations.

Polly was a bit shocked at first that Cathy and Rachel were often half naked or totally nude around the house. She was also surprised at the warm feeling she got “down there” seeing both her cousin and her aunt in the buff.

The second night of her stay, falling asleep in Rachel’s room, Polly could clearly hear Rachel masturbating in her bed. When she thought Rachel was asleep, she couldn’t help playing a little as well. Thinking of her aunt’s and cousin’s naked bodies and of the sounds Rachel was making when she fingered herself made her all warm and tingly, and she had a good climax on her finger. Rachel wasn’t asleep, of course, and made sure to let Cathy know in the morning about Polly’s self love session.

The next afternoon in the hot tub pushed everything over the edge. Cathy and Rachel were getting playful. Rachel undid Cathy’s bikini top, and Cathy just let it fall off. Cathy soon followed suit, and Rachel’s top was off.

Cathy and Rachel moved across the tub to put Polly in between them.

“We’re so glad you could come stay with us over the holidays, Polly, aren’t we, Rachel?”

“We sure are, mom. Are you enjoying your visit?”

“I am, so much. Thanks for inviting me.”

Cathy smiled.

“We love having you here, don’t we, sweetie.”

Rachel smiled back.

“We sure do, mom.”

Rachel leaned over in front of Polly and Cathy did the same. Their lips met and they began a slow, passionate kissing right in front of Polly. Polly sat back, soaking it all in. Then she felt Cathy’s hand at her neck, untying her bikini top. It fell, exposing her boobs.

Cathy broke off the kiss and looked at Polly.

“You’re such a beautiful young woman, Polly. May I kiss you?”

“Y-yes, Aunt Cathy. I’d like that.”

Cathy didn’t hesitate. She gently approached Polly’s lips and began softly kissing her. Polly responded in kind. Polly hardly noticed Rachel’s mouth latching on to one of her boobs as her sensual kiss with Cathy continued.

By the time she did notice, she was moaning into the kiss. Cathy took that as a positive sign, and slid a hand inside Polly’s bikini bottom. Her lips parted and Cathy began a soft up-and-down rubbing between them. Polly’s moaning increased, not surprisingly.

Cathy disengaged and smiled at Polly, who gasped a bit at the sudden lack of stimulation. She looked at Cathy questioningly.

“I think it’s time to dry off and take things to my bedroom. Rachel and I want to share all there is about our relationship with you. Would you like that, sweetheart?”

“Omigod, yes. Soo much.”

“Good girl. Let’s go.”

And so Cathy’s large bed turned into a land of exploration for Polly that afternoon. Not in her wildest dreams could she have imagined what she’d experience with her aunt and cousin.

The apex came when she was over Cathy in a very erotic 69 coupling. Rachel approached from behind her and began an amazing tonguing of her back door. The unbelievable sensations caused a very intense climax she’d want to experience over and over again.

After Polly fell to the bed, a wet, sloppy mess, Rachel put a hand on her butt and began kissing her from behind. Cathy looked on approvingly. She was glad her bed could comfortably sleep three. They might not be leaving it much for the rest of Polly’s visit.

[stevenbasic]

GITJ Post 339: A Saturday at Melissa's, p14 (11pm)

loved moments like this, quiet moments with him. He was laying, sprawled out and unconscious, on top of the rumpled sheets and crisp cotton comforter of the bed she was using while she stayed here at her mom’s big new house. She was laying beside him. She’d slipped out of bed put on a thin robe of white waffle-weave and snap a selfie but they were both otherwise naked. She smiled to herself as she traced lazy circles with gentle fingers across his thin little chest. Oh my god…the time they’d just had together. “You really liked that, didn’t you?” she asked him in a bare half-whisper, not wanting to wake him and wondering if he was dreaming about it now: how she’d just made love to him by holding him aloft using just the strength of her secret kitty. 

Speaking of kitties…there she was, watching. 

“Hey, Tiger, what are you doing up there?” Melissa asked, her voice still just barely above a whisper. The cat, perched high on a shelf it had somehow jumped to, unseen. “Did you watch that whole thing?” Melissa giggled as, nonplussed and unimpressed as only cats can be, Tiger turned away and jumped down to a bureau, to the floor, and then pattered out of the room. 

“Nice talking to you too..!” Melissa called after the cat, who was apparently headed downstairs to spy on the girls down there haha. Nice manners! The two of them would have to have a chat!

Melissa turned back, looking down at Jay sleeping below her, and continued to count her blessings. She had this great boyfriend, these great friends, and this great job. Her roles, both at the office and with Jay, were becoming exactly what she’d dreamed they would be. At work she was in charge of so much now: all the employees, the new construction, the expansion and the hirings. She’d worked for years hoping she could eventually find herself in a position like she was in now, and the potential for growth from here was amazing! Who knows what life could be like a year from now, ten years from now? If she continued to work hard the sky could be the limit!

And with him? Omigod. It was becoming perfect. Their relationship was growing into something beautiful. She’d never been in love before, but if this is what love was, she was hopelessly hooked!  Everyday brought new and deeper feelings for him. It was amazing, she mused as she looked at his peaceful sleeping face, how all the little hormones inside her could be so powerful, linking and bonding her to him. 

I love you so much!!! 

But, as deep in love as she was with him, Melissa knew she needed more. She needed more from him. She needed to give more. She needed to be more. She needed to provide more for him. But what could she do? Or, haha, more like - what couldn’t she do? Things were changing inside her so fast, but it was like she’d really only taken the first steps on a long journey. There was no telling what new things they could do together with each passing day. The ideas were racing through her head at breakneck speed. She imagined the future as she lay over him in bed watching him sleep. Her eyes drifted over him, down across his bony ribs, his flat stomach to his bare hips. ‘Boy -  I really tuckered you out!” she giggled to him…silently speaking more to his floppy member, the endearing piece of meat that lay heavy across his right thigh, than to the man she loved.  Regardless, she felt like she needed to talk to him. There was something she knew that could pull them closer. Seal the bond she wanted to have. “I think, sweetie,” she whispered to him, “that it’s time for me to move us to the next phase of our relationship.” 

Maybe it was her voice, or maybe it was in the half-unconscious upregulation of pheromone 0001.55.6677.xc that she’d let drift from the skin of her bare throat, but his eyes began to flutter open. He’d began to wake. 

“Hi stud,” Melissa drawled, as his heavy eyes slowly started to focus, and met hers, “Have a nice nap?” 

She watched as, behind his eyes, he’d started to recall what had happened just a half hour or so ago. She’d brought him up here, gotten him naked, given him money and then fucked him like a rag doll. He was also, possibly, remembering the other moments throughout his busy day, some more clear in his perfume-addled brain than other. She watched as the concern started to darken his brow, the anxiety began to wet his gaze. No, sweetie, we don’t want that, she thought, and without a thought pheromone 0001.55.6022.cd began to flow.  

His mood lightened. His lips began to curl into a satisfied little smile. There, that’s better isn’t it? she purred in thought, brushing a messy lock of hair off his now-peaceful forehead. She wanted him relaxed, and  able to fall asleep easily again when she needed. Ooo she loved being able to help him like this so much!

“hii…” he finally drawled, blinking, looking up into her glimmering, glittering eyes. He could not believe - god! - just how beautiful she was. Soft light behind her, soft hair all around them. Her smile was a light all onto its own. She’d put on a robe, at some point, but he was still naked. He felt the warmth of her body laid out next to him. If it wasn’t for the - what? Three or four? - number of times I’d come today, I’d be hard as a rock again for her. 

She bit her lip, and looked down at him. ”Do you want to have a drink of water before we go to bed, sweetie?”

I guess I’m staying over again tonight? he mused, Wait what time was it?  She had, of course, already decided that for him but haha it was cool. She’d take care of things, like she said. She wants me to have some water? A strange question, he thought, even in his half-somnolence. It was a question one would ask a child… but…a drink would be nice. His still-dreamy mind drifted from the water as his eyes glanced over at the half-empty milk glass on the side-table, still there from last night. 

She seemed to read his mind. “Oooo that’s a good idea,” Melissa purred, her gaze having followed his, “Yeah, let’s have something sweet and warm to drink. But that one’s been there all night.” With that she sat up a bit and reached over him, inadvertently bringing her big chest into the his field of vision as she picked up her phone. 

“I’ll tell one of the girls to bring you up some milk,” she said, beginning to type out a text to Shanette and smiling secretly as she felt the surge of his heartbeat when his eyes had locked on to her tits…perfect. Get ready little man. “We’ll get you a drink and then it’s going to be off to bed...”

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thanks again to ResistanceIsFutile for his editing prowess and constant inspiration

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[erza155-writes]

Ok but like I'm still thinking of the Hawthorne staff. I can't say I remember their last lines but omigods they were amazing showstoppers

Jeremy Louden & "The Mess" where the meal serves as a reflection but also Jeremy had the time to reflect on the greatness he was aiming towards but didn't want and he made a mess of himself and for what?

Katherine Keller & "Man's Folly" where the meal serves to bring the women together to feast before death and practice honesty as the men are being hunted; is this too not a perverse reflection of our society?

But also I think I'm just obsessed with Katherine in general because when they're walking back into the restaurant without the men there's this amazing wide shot where you can see how all the women are wearing heels and they're kind of shaking and Katherine's solid black vans' are gliding on the floor. + when she says "killing you was my idea, I pitched that" and I immediately became obsessed with her because here she is gorging herself on her own folly as she welcomes the diners to dine with her and the staff to witness her

Elsa & the barrel: I remember her last lines because holy fuck the implications in that sentence alone!!!! "I didn't forget the barrel. He never told me about the barrel." Because even in death she's still worrying about work and about living up to exacting unrealistic standards. But she's also amazing because her power dynamics with the customers were amazing because she was supposed to the server in a place of subservience but she was in control the entire time and it was amazing

But once again that last fucking line. It's like being slapped and then spit upon because she was perfect and it wasn't enough. But also as a reflection of Slowik because he pit Margo|Erin & Elsa against each other, but did he really mean to, or is it just another careless action that leads to harm that does not concern him.

Elsa is amazing because she proves that Slowik is just like his customers even when he doesn't care to realize or confront it

The sommelier & "The S'more" I know that the s'more was Slowik's dish/masterpiece but there's this shot where the sommelier is gleefully pouring the wine that will aid the fire and that scene is so dynamic to me because the entire movie he's been this contained character who's poured the wine while extolling it's background making it worth the price tag but then in that shot there's this sort of mad joy on his face because he's going to die, but at least these customers are about to get their comeuppance too. It's the face of someone who has already dug the two graves and is snuggling into the 2nd grave because the 1st has been filled the way he planned

I don't really know the name of the other servers but holy shit they were great at building and maintaining the atmosphere too!

[onlyseokmins]

I’ve been thinking a lot about car sex when it’s raining outside with Vernon and an amazing playlist to the beat of a Chase Atlantic song

Ah okay so sorry for the wait on this 😭😭😭😭 I kept bouncing between writing this and other things but hope you enjoy it though! I got a tiny bit carried away sooooo some tw: mentions of cheating (BUT NOT LIKE THAT) daddy kink but jokingly, riding, and unprotected sex ehehehee

9/12 update: [sequel-ish]

🎶 I'm driving too fast in my Lincoln Town car

And I think, I just might flip it over

I've been in a rage and I'm headed your way

With the devil on my fucking shoulders 🎶

Hot, humid gusts that rush across your cheekbones from the open window are sated by the cool air conditioning blowing from the car's vents. It gives your skin a dewy glow under the passing streetlights that shine against the dark grey clouds dulling the faint twinkles of city lights in the distance. Laying your head against the headrest, you close your eyes and suck in a deep inhale.

"Do you wanna stop?"

You peek at the driver's windswept hair and his sharp gaze focused on the highway he's speeding down.  

"Nah. Not until you've driven out all that rage of yours."

He snorts. "You're not scared?"

"And why would I be?" You turn your body to face him. "You'd never hurt me, Hansol."

"Yeah? You believe that?"

"Of course." It's not simply blind trust you place in your best friend. It's utter certainty. "I feel a ton better riding shotgun because I know you won't go over the legal max speed limit and you won't be driving to Areum's house."

"What? Why are we talking about her so suddenly?"

You tsk and pat his thigh consolingly, ignoring how he tenses up.  

"You don't have to pretend with me but just know that the guy she was with tonight, she'll definitely end up cheating on him too." His noncommittal response only encourages you to keep talking. "Dude has nothing on you, by the way. Ugly as hell. Prolly rotten personality too. Trash belongs with trash."

Vernon shoots you a side-eye, another sly glance at what you wore to the club before pivoting his gaze back to the road with a raised eyebrow. 

"You think I'm good-looking," he bluffs with a smirk. All in an effort to try and shake the image of your crossed legs perched up on his dashboard, heels long discarded under the bottom of the seat, and that tiny skirt riding up way past your thighs — haunting visuals that threaten to be engraved into his memory.

"Duh. I've told you that a million times."

"You say things like my outfit looks nice. Not me, specifically."

"Omigod, excuse me? Yes. You're good-looking. Super hot!"

"Fuckable?"

You pinch the bridge of your nose. "You're in rare form tonight, 'Sol. Do you even need to ask? Jeonghan's girlfriend's friend was practically eye-fucking you the whole time."

"Yeah, but – "

"Take back the confidence that cheater tried to beat out of you. You could've gone home with someone just as hot as you. Meddle about with them and such."

🎶 You got me down on my knees

It's getting harder to breathe out

We only met each other just the other day

But you already got me feeling some type of way

Now if I could figure it out

I'd take you back to my house

So we could meddle about 🎶

"Is that what you were going to do with that bastard?"

"Who? Which one?"  

"The last one you were dancing with." Vernon scowls when you giggle. 

"I danced with several, silly. Hm, oh! The one you called me away from? Didn't get his name, you know him?"

The memory of a stranger's grubby hands daring to trace your exposed skin as you swayed to the techno beat had his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel. "No."

"Ah," you sigh in disappointment, "but I would've liked to get to know him."

"So, you would've actually gone with him. What if he was a serial killer or something?"

"I can take care of myself, Vernon."

The sharp change in your tone has him flinching, a name he usually goes by suddenly unfamiliar when it comes out of your lips. He knows how independent and strong you are. It's what makes you sparkle and shine apart from others, what draws everyone to you. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't worry about you. The yearning for you to lean on him every so often is strong — especially when it feels that he's the one always relying on you.

🎶 I'm too phased, it's too late

But coming down is all I ever do, babe, yeah

And I'm so down if you're ready, and I'm floating but I'm heavy

And I'll show you if you let me, girl 🎶

"I… I know that — " 

Vernon is cut off when tiny rain droplets starting to dot the window abruptly turn into a deluge of water he can barely see through. Cursing under his breath, he slows down and takes the next approaching exit, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye again. You're calm but quiet, rolling up the window before crossing your arms. Knowing he'll keep you safe as always. Even if you’re a little pissed off at him right now.

He waits until he's pulled into an old shopping parking lot to speak again. The rain hits the roof of the car at a steady pace, almost drowning out the Chase Atlantic song playing on the radio. Unbuckling the seatbelt, he shifts in his seat to gaze at you although you avoid at looking him for the first time in a while.

"You really do trust in me, huh?" He acknowledges and you roll your eyes.

"Didn't I say I did? But that doesn't mean you have to act like you're my dad when it comes to who I flirt with. I always tell someone when I'm leaving and who I'm going with." 

Vernon is aware of that, the 'someone' usually being him as he watches you slip your hand in some random guy's for the night. Leaving him behind without a second glance, a brilliant smile on your pretty lips.

"Besides," you continue, "instead of worrying about me, have a little fun yourself. It's what you deserve after that shitty breakup. It just sucks she somehow shows up at every place we're at."

"I'm not trying to be your dad. But… I could be your daddy."

"What?" Lightning strikes but it's not from outside. Your eyes flash with something when you whip your head to face him in shock. "What did you just say?"

🎶 Push a little further on the edge

Crawl a little further on the bed, babe

I'm burning up, yeah, all I see is red

She said, "Fuck me like I'm famous", I said, "Okay" 🎶

He clears his throat, fidgeting in his seat. "I'm not saying I'm into that o-or that you have to be, I'm just — Fuck." He meets your electrifying gaze with his smoldering one as his voice lowers. "Don't you know how much I want you?"

"Vern — "

"Hansol," he corrects, "love it when you call me that. Only you." 

The name he rarely goes by anymore never sounded better falling breathlessly out of your lips when he leans across the console. It's not a challenge, it's a suggestion — one you accept by pressing your lips against his.

It's something both of you have dreamed of for so long. Never the right time or place. But here, underneath the stormy night sky in his black Volkswagen Jetta, Vernon tastes like stardust and the Twix bars he's always stealing from your cupboard.

You're not sure when you ended up in his lap but you can't complain as you run your fingers through the waves of his hair. Pressed up against him in such a tight space. The flurry of emotions has goosebumps raising on your skin and he pulls away, panting harshly. Your foreheads are touching as you gaze at each other.

"I can't believe you want me," he almost laughs in disbelief. "Is this real or am I dreaming?"

"Of course, you're not dreaming. I do want you. Always have. None of your partners ever treated you right." You roll your hips as a test and Vernon's low moan of your name only amplifies your confidence. "How could they when they weren't me?"

He slides his seat back, the sudden motion causing you to slam a hand against the window to try to steady yourself and avoid throwing your weight against him. But that's exactly what Vernon wants. Using the momentum to cup the round cheeks of your ass, he positions you right where the tip of his hard cock pokes against his jeans. You can feel him through the scrap of fabric that's a sorry excuse for panties, already ruined.

"You're so wet, baby," he murmurs against your lips. "All for me, yeah? No one else, no other guy could soak your pussy like me, right?"

Even if it was a lie (which it wasn't), you can only agree because Vernon doesn't move an inch until a resounding yes leaves your lips. It's another scrambled blur as you fight to unclasp his belt and jeans in the small space you have. It feels intimate and raw.

Just like your love for him.

You let out a relieved sigh when his cock is in your hand and Vernon echoes it, throwing his head back. You'd moved down a bit so you could jerk him off easier, giggling at how he twitches when he feels the heat of your pulsating cunt leaking all over his thigh.

"Wish I could suck you off, Nonnie," you whisper in his ear and he groans. "Feel the weight of your heavy dick against my tongue, lap you up like my favorite lollipop. Mhm, bet you taste so good. Your other partners were afraid to take you down their throat 'cause you're so deliciously big. But I wouldn't be." Your other hand gently strokes his cheek. "'Cause you'd never hurt me. Ever. Isn't that right, my sweet boy?"

Vernon's eyes snap back open, grasping at your wrist. "Yeah, I'd be so good to you, baby. But I need to be inside of this dripping pussy." A finger tentatively pushes your panties to the side. "Fuck, like right now."

🎶 I don't know if you already know how

But girl, I got the feeling that you know now

You're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud

But I'm about to show you, baby, slow down 🎶

This time, Vernon lets his head fall forehead and softly bumps your forehead with his as you attempt to sink down. He keeps his fingers splayed across both of your hips, bunching up the fabric of your short skirt so he can watch the way your puffy pussy lips part and wrap around the tip of his thick, hard cock.

Muttering obscene filth in your ear (“this skirt was just asking me to bend you over and slip inside all night”, “claim you as mine right in front of all of them”, “that’s what you wanted, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”) that simply makes you clamp nearly impossibly tighter around him.

Once your ass is seated against his thighs, thick length fully nestled within your warm walls, you think you hear someone screaming — and it must be you. Biting down hard on Vernon’s collarbone, your hips have a mind of their own and instantly begin sliding up and down until you’re bouncing so hard and fast enough that his car might be shaking.

Vernon’s eyes are fixed in awe at where he’s disappearing into you. His head is spinning, and he hurriedly pushes up your crop top, letting your tits fall free. Perfectly positioned in front of his face. 

“Sl-slow down, b-baby,” he gasps out, hand shooting out to cradle the back of your head before it hits the steering wheel or something.

You’re the prime visual of fucked-out and dick-drunk. Tears cause your mascara to run, tongue hanging out as you desperately moan, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as your hips fail to falter. Vernon thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful — and feels just as dizzy as you do — but he seeks to find an anchoring.

“L-love, slow down,” he fights to still your hips and your pitiful whines cause him to pepper little kisses on your neck and breasts. He can feel your erratic heartbeat sync with his as he shushes and soothes you. “Wanna savor this moment.”

“Hansolie… we can go for hours later after this. Even for weeks, maybe.”

It’s Vernon’s turn for his hips to buck up uncontrollably at the way you cutely pout his name along with the suggestion of “more later” while his cock is stuffed deep within you.

“Easy for you to say, I’m not sure my recovery time is as fast as yours, though.”

“Yeah? I’m sure I can fix that.”

He angles a particularly harsh thrust at your words. One that has you falling back against his chest so he can rasp in your ear. “Is that a promise?”

“Mhm, yeah…” you moan but the next, teasing comment that comes out of your mouth makes him realize that maybe he should just let you be fucked senseless. “Whatever daddy wants.”

“You’re such a sweet lil brat. Gonna let me eat this delicious lil pussy of yours in the backseat? Or should I drive home with my cum seeping out of it and clean you up on my bed instead? Hm? Say it.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“No, say my name.”

“Mhm, yes, Hansol…”

His name melts away into a loud moan before you’re slamming your lips against his so he can swallow up the scream that threatens to erupt as you hit your peak. Shuddering, you swear you can see stars even though the sunroof is closed, it’s nighttime, and it’s raining. You tremble in his arms, whimpering as he spills his own release deep within your walls — suddenly feeling sated and sleepy.

“Don’t wanna move.”

“Me either,” Vernon chuckles and kisses the top of your head. “Why don’t we just lay here for a bit?” He rubs tiny circles across your bare skin as you breathe in his comforting scent. “We’ll go home after it clears up a bit more.”

“I love you.” You snuggle against his neck. “I’ve always loved you.”

“Yeah? I love you too… always have.” He nudges you up so you can look into his honest, straightforward gaze. One that would never hurt you. “And I always will.”