#they fucking suck at giving you information

[rxmxa]

random astro observations part 14. ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆✨

✨just for fun im just talking random ass shit based on PERSONALL observations..✨ part 13 here. 🎬

tw: mention of death on the last observations.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅pisces, cancer and scorpio risings WILLL be treating the date like a job interview. With that earth 7h (virgo, capricorn and taurus) TRUST that we have checked out your references and will get back to you in 2-5 business days. 💅 but no fr we need security bc we are real strict over here.🔒

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅its only to protect our hearts bc we just truly desire someone we can emotionally connect with (water 5h) and also be open to talk to about our fears and desires and the other shit we keep to ourselves (air 8h + 12h) 😤

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅my friend was telling me about how the lines that actors get immense praise for end up being improvised most of the time and that really reminded me of the aqua-leo axis. When you detach and are willing to experiment (aqua) the more likely you are to be recognized because you are becoming in tune with your natural talents (leo).

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅Every single time I'm in the shower I always get an epiphany or an idea of some sort or make a connection (usually its me thinking about peoples birth charts LOL) but every single fucking time im like wtf I gotta remember this when I get out this is good ass info! and I always forget!!!

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅^ It has to be my uranus in the 12h triggering that. Uranus= sudden downloads of information. 12h= secluded spaces, like the shower. I guess thats why I forgot so easily though (real 12h subconcious shit). Next time im bringing a whiteboard in there or some shit

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ I was talking to my pisces venus coworker and she was saying that for as long as she could remember she had always daydreamed of love. She said she would was always trying to mold herself into the ideal version of what her crushes liked (its in her 7h) and as a 7h sun myself I was shook but I also understood how this happens even in a subconcious way u can mirror people. but the love she's looking for is literally HERS. she has so much love to give and she was like who can accept this? YOU. GIVE it to yourself.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ She had been in a relationship before with someone who was SHIT person but its like she kept forgiving him or in a sense blocking it out. like thats the thing about pisces placements they will talk about some unhinge ass shit someone does to them in a such a casual way it will have you being like oh okay for a sec until you're like oh,, oh yeah no thats bad.. really bad. I say this as a pisces rising.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ and AGAIN AND AGAIN that's what helps me as someone with a lot of neptune aspects, a pisces rising, pluto squares, pluto in the 10h, lilith in the 11h, like ppl have done me FUCKING DIRTY in social and groups settings and I use to make it so much worse for myself by not nipping it in the bud. that's why anytime someone does some shit that FEELS FUCKED up you take that as a sign.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ^ dont sit there and try to rationalize it, dont try to put logic in it, dont talk about how well, when they were in 2nd grade their hamster died so maybe its their trauma. When people show you who they are you ACCEPT IT. if someone does something that a piece of shit would only do, then accept that maybe they suck. I dont mean your friend forgot to get you a straw when they bought you a drink. I mean when people do shit on purpose that puts your well-being (emotional, mental, physical) in harms way. trust me bby ik what im talking about >___<

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ and honestly, if you are plutonian or have a lot of neptune aspects or saturn in your chart as well, you're gonna learn shit the hard way. With different energy ofc. Pluto energy = will have you learning through trauma like someone passing away or trying to sabotage you. Neptune energy = will have you learning through deception like someone backstabbing you. Saturn energy= will have you learning through roadblocks, like other people being able to get shit the easy way out like a parent paying for their stuff and you having to bust your ass to get it.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ pluto in your chart can also show where people try to humble you, not like a saturnian restrictive way but more like to put you in your place because they could feel intimidated. for ex I have pluto in the 10h and my coworkers will say backhanded shit like "Oh woooow you really are going all out huh?" like instead of being normal and being like wow that is great work! they try to subtly hint that maybe im the one doing too much instead of it being them doing the bare minimum.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ If you have pluto in the 1h people could just say in general that "you're too much" or "too much to deal with" or "abrasive." Pluto in the 3h and during conversations people might look around, eyes wide, wanting you to tone it down or say that you're being inappropriate or too intense. Pluto in the 4h and people ESPECIALLY your family trying to humble you by bringing up the past: "Oh you like that now? I remember when you were a kid you..." Pluto in the 4h will especially get humbled by their family anytime they want to change or try something different than the way they were raised, like girl?! this is a family not a damn CULT.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ I have a pluto in the 4h friend who has family members that will tell the most fucked up stories about what they do to each other but then sigh and be like "but family is family so we have to accept them" or her family members say stuff like "blood is thicker than water." like no... pluto in the 4h ppl, family is who YOU CHOSE!

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ I have a coworker who is sooo nice to me but still theres something that makes me feel suspicious of her and it makes me feel so bad BUT TO BE FAIR she does have her mars in my 7h and we did have a slight rift when we first started working together. but even now, im still like do u secretly hate me...

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ She has mars in the 12th house and I also feel like thats a big factor in it because 12h house energy is so... MUTED. with placements there you really gotta focus on peoples subtle acts of support that reveal their intentions versus their words (or lack of). And so far she has been a very supportive and helpful coworker. But yeah thats 12h energy honestly like my friends brother is a cancer sun and mercury in the 12h and she feels like hes so unloving and unsupportive and its bc baby boy is not gonna be straight up telling her! she needs to watch his actions, his mannerisms. she needs to understand him more through his actions over time rather than words. ofc it varies from chart to chart.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ people with 12h mars could often have people WONDERING, "oh are they mad at me?" or sun 12h ppl could have people wondering, "oh what are they hiding from me?" or mercury in the 12h could have people wondering, "Oh, what is that they are not saying?"

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ Do you follow your profection years? For me, it’s wild how they line up. When I was in a 7H year, I got into my first serious relationship (classic 7H relationships vibe). When I was 7 years old, in my 8H year, my dad passed away (8H ruling death). Fast forward to my 9H year (travel), I visited family abroad after four years—that’s the longest I’ve EVER gone without seeing them.Then, in my 10H year (careers), I literally started my career. My 12H year? traumatic as fuck (I got into a serious car accident with friends and my back was fucked up and my friend had internal bleeding) but honestly the aftermath of that really forced me to grow the fuck up and surprise surprise, all of that happened bc I wasnt trusting my gut on who I was hanging out with. but anyhoo. Now I’m in a 1H year, and it’s all about me. I’m actually focusing on myself and being way more gentle in the process. It’s been kind of nice, honestly. if u wanna know yours just google annual profections it'll show u the wheel :)

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ Saturn transits in your chart mean fucking BUSINESS! I remember my friend got married when saturn (commitments) was transiting her 7h (marriage/ contracts). Saturn transits will have you reflecting on what you want long term in your life and what desperately needs to be checked in on or discarded or cleaned up.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ Saturn in pisces transiting in my first house had me acting right. I remember when a "friend" aka someone who was at fault with that whole car accident shit (someone who I dont speak to anymore) had asked me to do some shady shit after it. I was like FUCK NO! no bc 1) I have integrity but also 2) if I tried to take the easy way out or bullshit I knew saturn was gonna beat my ass HARDER. im glad I trusted myself and was the bigger person.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ Saturn was still transiting my 1H during the accident, but it had just come out of my 12H, where I was actively in therapy. In my 1H, I’d been feeling way more at peace and healed, so when I started making questionable choices with who I was hanging out with, it was like Saturn decided it was time to knock some sense into me.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ Me: walking on the ledge, ignoring my instincts, hanging with toxic people Saturn: "Don’t do that, you’re gonna fall." Me: falls Saturn: "DIDN’T I FUCKING TELL YOUUU?!"

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ but you know you live and you learn and at the end of the day it could have been so much worse (aka all of us being dead) but me and friend made a full recovery and everyone else had minor injuries.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ I was watching this video called "the root cause of addiction" and in the video he said that at the end of the day we're are just looking for ways to go back to that child we once were and to experience genuine joy. and that was so 5h coded to me. He said in the video we do things like cooking or play video games because we want to get that joy back. The 5th house is all about sex, good fortune, art, creativity, pleasure, entertainment, birth, children. We really can use our 5th house to actively nurture our inner child.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ for example, cancer or moon in the 5th house wants to go back to space where they feel safe, warm, and comfortable. feeling free to express ur softness and vulnerability. a place you love going back to! they can do this through cooking, baking, or watching your childhood favorite movie with family.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ the little things, like baking a pie or getting out an old art project help us connect with the childlike wonder and happiness that we still have inside us. You can find your own special, simple pleasures by looking into the 5th House in your chart. And even if ur childhood was not the best (I completely get that) you can nurture your inner child now !! your hobbies and fave past times r not silly they matter too

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ and think about the 5h-11h axis, if anything your hobbies and creativity (5h) helps you find your people and be in groups that actually align with what u love and care about (11h)

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚and think about how sometimes that hobby or passion (5h) can bring u immense success, recognition and profit (11h)

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ with pluto in aqua we are going to see people (aqua) transforming (pluto) their lives in all aspects in regard to their hobbies and passions (5h). People are gonna continue to explore what they love and find their niche and for some their success will skyrocket over night, for others the process might be slower. think about the ppl making bank rn from tiktok videos organizing their fridge. bc it just makes them happy to do it.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ tw: death. I'm not trying to end on a dark note, its merely a thought I had so please take this with a grain of salt. but speaking of pluto in aqua, that reminds me of this video I was watching about how the Romans would have the Gladiatorial games, where combatants fought each other or wild animals to the death, BECAUSE they were so overindulgent in all other areas in life....

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ like you have sooo much that your idea of pleasure just gets distorted in this sense. what do you want when you have had everything?. The scale of these events was astonishing, with sometimes hundreds of animals being killed in a single day. Pluto in aqua is going to transform the way as a society we view, experience and talk about death.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ there are ppl that are gonna have so much wealth and power and be so fucking bored that maybe in 20 years from now someone gets jailed or some shit to try to recreate that. I remember reading this story in high school about this rich man who had an isolated island and he would have people lost on it to hunt them for sport. iM NOT SAYING we're about to get put on the wall like those deers when pluto goes into aqua, im SAYING THO that shit like that, ideas like that, could pop up

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ I was also thinking about how pluto in aqua could mean more video games or tech or simulations (aqua) where you can try out how it feels like to die (pluto). like you can pick how and what you want to feel. some kind of shit like that. tech is only gonna keep getting more and more advanced now. we talk about the ipad kids and how they be on there typing and facetiming ppl and therye like 2 but imagine the kids growing up during pluto in aqua, I already know theyre gonna think we're soo uncool hahaha

[sirfrogsworth]

Early voting to beat the lines... the best-laid schemes of mice and men often go awry.

So... yesterday was quite the day.

After being stuck in bed for the past 6 weeks with some mystery slump, I was finally feeling better. So I decided I would try to cram as many errands into my day as possible. That works better for me when I drive out into the world because I end up only having to do one big recovery instead of a bunch of little recoveries.

My to-do list...

Go to the doctor

Vote early

Return oxygen machine to FedEx store for scammy eBay guy

Return Amazon package to the UPS store

Get gasoline for my whip

Go to Discount Tire to get my tires filled for free

Drop a check off for my lawn guy

Mail a secret package to Katrina at the US Post Office

It would have been nice if I could have gone to just one shipping place instead of all three, but the universe has a sense of humor and likes to do shit like that to me on a regular basis.

So, I get my checkup, it goes quick, no long wait, I'm feeling good.

As I get in my car, it starts to rain. It was an ugly day and it actually has not stopped raining to this very moment a day later. Just gray, windy, chilly, and wet. I look up the voting place and start the GPS.

Wipers and music on full blast, it's time to get my vote on.

When I reach my destination, I realize early voting is at some kind of private golf club. And at the center is a recreation center—which is a public building.

So it's like this private/public turducken situation.

I was expecting this errand to take 20 minutes. Because early voting always seemed like a way to get in before the crowds of election day for a more convenient voting experience.

But the parking lot was packed and I feared my expectations were about to be subverted.

As I walk through the parking lot I see a bunch of signs in the ground.

And a particular one caught my eye.

This is bullshit.

Like, just a straight up lie. No truth to it whatsoever.

Amendment 3 in Missouri basically restores abortion rights in the state. And Republicans have taken issue with the following language...

"The Government shall not deny or infringe upon a person's fundamental right to reproductive freedom, which is the right to make and carry out decisions about all matters relating to reproductive health care, including but not limited to prenatal care, childbirth, postpartum care, birth control, abortion care, miscarriage care, and respectful birthing conditions."

They claim the phrasing "but not limited to" means you can give an 8-year-old kid "sex change surgery."

This is how their online flyer puts it...

It could also include a free puppy.

Or a zillion bucks.

Or a clown will come to your house after the abortion and honk your nose.

It's ridiculous and desperate. I honestly don't know how it is legal for them to put a lie like that outside of a polling location, but here we are.

The organization "Missouri Stands with Women" is run by... a man.

It was set up by a lawyer named "Edward Greim" on behalf of the Federalist Society.

His law firm has a lovely biography about him. And a bunch of publicly available contact information. I say that for no reason whatsoever.

The Federalist Society funds all kinds of shit like this. Their main thing is installing conservative judges all over the country who will reinterpret or negate legislation. And they do it all to "stand with women" by taking away their reproductive rights.

Here is the board of directors of the Federalist Society.

Ya know, before I looked this up, I said to myself, "I bet it's going to be a sausage fest." I am psychic.

I think it would be more accurate to say they stand with A woman.

Just one.

And she sucks.

Nicole is a law professor at Notre Dame. She chose her Catholicism over her right to choose. The Catholic Church will fuck your rights and your children and Nicole will help them do it.

Anyway... back to my quick and easy voting experience...

So as I'm walking in to vote I keep passing a ton of these awful signs. I notice an older woman standing next to the aforementioned "child sex change" sign and she says, "Can I talk to you about Amendment 3?"

At this point, I'm pretty angry. I look her dead in the eyes and say with my most assholish tone, "NO." as I walk past her.

And then she finishes her sentence...

"...to protect the reproductive rights of women."

Ah, dammit.

I thought she was an old Karen but she was cool as heck. Standing out in the rain telling people the sign is bullshit. I wanted to turn around and apologize but I was stuck in full social anxiety mode so I just kept walking.

If that old lady happens to have a Tumblr and follows me and is willing to read this giant story... I just want to say I am sorry. I thought you were awful and I should have let you finish your sentence. You're super cool and I'm happy there are folks like you fighting for what is right.

I get inside and a young woman greets me. She tells me the line is in the next room and points. I still wasn't quite sure what the situation was. The parking lot being full gave me pause, but I was still hopeful I could have a swift early voting experience.

But I walk through the doors and into a huge gymnasium and my heart sinks.

It's hard to represent in pictures how long this line is.

It goes all the way to the end of the gym, loops around, and comes back. At first I was not too discouraged, because there was a nice gentle ramp at the start of the line.

But then I notice several sets of stairs at different stages of the line. And I'm just thinking how hard it would be to stand in this line and then also having to go up and down several sets of stairs.

So I go back to the young woman working there and ask what their accessible voting options are. And she told me I could do curbside voting and points outside. I then notice a line of cars wrapped around the parking lot. I don't know how I didn't see them walking in, but I guess I was too busy being a jerk to elderly progressive women.

My biggest concern was time.

The longer this takes, the more energy I use up, the longer my eventual recovery will be.

They tell me the car option is the slowest. And I could be in line for 2 to 3 hours. And then an old man who seemed to be in charge walks over and tells me the fastest option is to stand in line.

So I walk back out to my car and grab my cane and decide to try the long serpentine gynasium line.

I start walking up the ramp and some of the other folks see how slow and labored I'm walking and they start encouraging me. "You can do it! You got this!" Which I suppose was meant to be a positive helpful thing. But I found it to be embarrassing.

I get to the end of the line and notice most of the line has bleachers directly next to it. So I decide to sit down and rest and figure out how I am going to survive this experience.

It took me a while to recover from the long walk to this spot. I watched a bunch of people pass me by and the line was actually getting much longer as I rested. I was not really sure what to do. I was trying to problem-solve this situation but the answer that kept popping up in my mind was just... "go home."

But I felt this was too important and that wasn't really an option.

My best idea was to ask someone if they would hold my spot in line. Perhaps I could just sit in the bleachers and follow them around in the line, staying as close to them as I could. But my social anxiety was set to maximum and I was not finding the courage to ask someone.

After about 10 minutes of sitting, resting, and thinking, I basically say, "Fuck it, I'll try to stand in line."

I get up and start walking to the end of the line.

Then I hear a voice yell out to me.

"Hey, man! Come over here! This is your spot!"

A young man was waving at me. He was accompanied by his wife. Both of them were dressed in black and they had a sort of goth skater aesthetic going on. He had a competitively bushy beard, but with less gray. And she had very vivid purple hair.

I was a little confused and still processing what was happening. Then they both started waving at me to join them in line. They remembered I got there just before and told me I should be in front of them. I walk over and thank them. Then he suggests...

"Hey, why don't you just sit in the bleachers and follow us around the line."

He suggested my idea!

Without me asking!

I felt like he read my mind or something.

Can bearded people read each others' minds? Was this some beard skill I was unaware of?

"I got you, man. You just sit and we'll keep your place."

And his violet hair'd significant other agreed. "Yeah, we got you."

The kindness of strangers was more accessible than my polling place and I was just so thankful in that moment.

So I sat in the bleachers and watched them traverse the line. In the middle of the gym there were some teenagers playing basketball. And so I just rested and watched them play.

That young man in the red pants was like a goddamn Harlem Globetrotter. He was just embarrassing the others. He was bouncing the ball behind his back and through his legs and then he just danced around his opponents like a figure skater. It was such an unbalanced matchup. He might as well have been playing 4th graders. Not only was he significantly faster and more maneuverable, but he was consistently hitting 3-pointers.

And then during a break, he ran towards the hoop, jumped from the free throw line, flew all the way to the net, grabbed onto the rim, and proceeded to do several pull ups as if they were the easiest thing in the world. I don't think I've seen anyone jump that far and that high in real life and it was just a bonkers display of athleticism.

I spent the entire wait watching him humiliate the others—hoping he would get a full ride scholarship to some prestigious university.

And I hoped the other boys paid attention in school and got straight As, because basketball was not going to work out for them.

As my new goth skater friends progressed through the line, I would make sure to keep sight of them. Every once in a while I'd give them a head nod to acknowledge we were in this together. After an hour and a half they were at the final segment of the line, so I sat next to the wheelchair folks.

I probably could have argued to sit with them in the first place. But I really did not feel like making the case that I was just as disabled as them and needed that level of consideration. The old man running things seemed quite stressed and was putting out 8 fires at once. And my anxiety wasn't really cooperating enough to be assertive in my needs.

But it worked out in the end, so I'm not going to dwell on the lack of accommodation for people who weren't *visually* disabled.

My new bearded friend neared the end and waved me over. I thanked him and his wife profusely.

I joked, "Thank you for adopting a voter."

They seemed confused by my joke.

"No problem, man. Happy to help."

I told him and his wife they truly saved me. "I honestly don't think I would have made it through the line." And then I looked back...

I said, "As crazy as this is, I do find this kind of turnout encouraging." His wife agreed and said, "We were saying the same thing!" And then I thought, "Can the wives of bearded people absorb the mind reading ability? I hope she can't read my mind right now. Although, I'm mostly thinking that her hair is a really cool shade of purple, so she'd probably find that complimentary."

As I waited to get my ballot I could hear the happy couple behind me. They were very cute. They were making fun of each other in a very lovey-dovey fashion. I had high hopes they were going to grow old and gray and purple together based on their chemistry. And I was just so thankful they were able to recognize that I needed help without me asking. Because I probably would have just caved to my anxiety and not asked for help otherwise.

I got my ballot and sat down to fill in all of the appropriate squares. Thankfully I had prepared a cheat sheet on my phone.

It was an exact replica so I was able to copy it and finish quite rapidly.

Then I fed my votes into the vote-eating monster and they gave me a sticker.

My quick 20 minute adventure to vote early only took 2.5 hours!

And because I didn't want to buck tradition, I stood outside in the wind and the rain and took a voting selfie.

Yep, that seems about right.

Ah, crap... that was only the second thing on my to-do list.

Let's speedrun the rest of this story, shall we?

I drove to FedEx. I hauled a 40 pound box inside. I plopped it on the counter and said, "Man, this thing is heavy!" as I tried to catch my breath. The 20 year old working there then lifted it like it was a feather and I felt great about that.

I drove to the gas station because I was nearly on empty—that is both a metaphor and not a metaphor. I filled my ride with go juice.

I noticed I was a mile from the tire store and they fill up tires for free. So I did that and the guy was super nice and complimented my tires. I felt both weird and proud about having my tires complimented. Like, I had nothing to do with my tires being nice. But I accepted the praise on their behalf.

I drove to the UPS store. The last time I was there I made a scene. They refused to box up a return and I got upset and wasn't feeling well and they had to find a chair for me to sit in because I was going to faint. So I was hoping the same woman wasn't there, but she was. She didn't recognize me, so it was fine.

I drove to my lawn guy's house. He wasn't home. I dropped a check in his mailbox. My checks have corgis on them. My checks are cute.

I drove to the post office. I sent a secret package to my bestie, Katrina. I'd tell you what is in it, but it is an inside joke and you wouldn't get it. The woman noticed my voting sticker and I couldn't help thinking about what I just accomplished to get that sticker.

On my way out I noticed a miracle.

2 of the 4 doors were fixed!

I mean, I don't know why they couldn't fix all 4, but now the employees won't freeze in the winter. So I take that as a win. It only took a year and a half to accomplish and I'm sure all of my phone calls and emails did not help at all. But I'm going to pretend I saved the day regardless.

And then... I drove home.

5 hours of errands.

I was so fucking tired. My back was on fire with pain. I immediately collapsed into my bed. I passed out. And I slept for 14 hours.

The End

[starryjake]

attention | l.h

in which you find a way to get your gamer boyfriend’s attention by edging him until he breaks.

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

includes: edging, cum swallowing, m receiving oral, slightly throat fucking (lmk if i missed anything).

your boyfriend was so lazy.

you didn’t mind it. you actually liked being able to do things for him because he did a lot for you, lazy as he was. he paid the entire rent of your shared apartment, bought you nice things, and was honestly the best boyfriend you could ask for.

but as soon as he sat down in front of his computer monitor and put his headset on, it was nearly impossible to get him to move. he could easily spend hours in that seat not moving, yelling to his friends over his headset and perhaps even forgetting about you had you not brought him drinks and snacks every couple of hours.

that was the case as of right now. it was late and it was rainy outside and nothing sounded better to you than cuddling on the couch with your boyfriend and watching a movie together.

“heeseung,” you whined, standing next to his chair as he stared into his monitor without even blinking.

“i know, baby,” he replied, still not looking at you. “just give me a few more minutes.”

“i’ve given you hours,” you informed.

“five minutes, baby,” he said. “c’mere. sit on my lap and watch me play for five minutes.”

you huffed in annoyance, taking a seat on his lap with your back pressed to his chest. he wrapped his arms around your waist and continued playing with you sat on him.

you rested the back of your head on his warm chest and watched him skillfully play some video game, occasionally saying something to the friends he was playing with over his mic.

admittedly, you were entertained watching him, but then you’d realized an entire 10 minutes had passed and your patience started wearing thin.

“hee-”

“dude!” he yelled suddenly to his friend, interrupting you. “you totally could’ve gotten that guy, man, c’mon.”

“heeseung,” you scolded, sitting up in his lap and facing him with a frown.

“out of the way, baby,” he said, shifting his neck slightly so he could see the screen.

your jaw clenched. you were beyond pissed now and the fact he couldn’t even tell because he was so distracted pissed you off even more.

then suddenly, like a light bulb turning on, an idea popped into your head.

you shifted off his lap and onto the floor, kneeling in front of him. he glanced down at you for a second. you were nearly hidden under his desk, but a little smirk appeared on his face at the idea of what you might be doing.

you disregarded him, sliding your hand up and down his thigh, watching the gray fabric grow tighter and tighter as he slowly got hard from your contact.

he was still only half paying attention to you. in fact, it wasn’t even half. he would just occasionally glance down at you before regaining focus on his game.

you wrapped your hand around his half hard erection over his sweatpants, feeling it grow harder in your grasp. you licked your lips, already excited to get him on your tongue.

you didn’t have enough patience to tease, so you got straight to it. you tugged on the waistband of his sweatpants, to which he lifted his hips up a bit to help so you could pull them down to his ankles along with his boxers.

his cock, now fully erect, stood straight up and long in front of you. you grabbed his length by it’s base, leaning forward to softly kitten lick the smooth pink tip. heeseung looked down at you and offered you a little smile, mouthing the words “good girl” to you.

you smiled back, and as soon as he looked back up to his game, you rolled your eyes. he would not be calling you a good girl for long.

you wrapped your lips around his tip and started sucking, forcing yourself further down his length. heeseung let out a sigh since he couldn’t moan, not with his friends on the same call. he’d never hear the end of it.

during a break in the game, he finally gave you all his attention. he momentarily set his controller down so he could glide his slender fingers through your hair, playing with the silky strands while your mouth moved up and down his twitching length, leaving his dick shining in your saliva.

“so good, baby,” he said quietly, watching you in pure fascination and awe.

you planted your hands on the tops of his thighs, forcing yourself to take him even deeper until his tip was hitting the back of your throat. your throat convulsed around him, gagging silently, and your eyes welled up with tears.

heeseung couldn’t help it this time when he moaned, a deep moan that came straight from his chest. he loved feeling you gag around him because he could feel the walls of your throat squeeze around his cock, and he loved seeing the saliva start to trickle out from the corners of your lips, spilling down the rest of his length and his balls.

you were hoping his mic was muted, but you weren’t sure. you assumed it was given how he was moaning the way he always did when it was just you listening.

but then, after about another minute of you giving all your energy to deep throat him, he pulled his hand out of your hair to pick up his controller again. he started talking to his friends and you knew that the game was starting back up.

you pulled off his cock to catch your breath, frustrated that he was back to not paying any attention to you.

you reattached your lips to his tip and dug your tongue into his slit, like you were digging for his precum. sure enough, a pretty pearly bead of precum formed and you lapped it right up like a kitten drinking milk. the salty substance washed over your taste buds and you had to squeeze your thighs together in order to calm the ache forming between them from tasting your boyfriend. you were mad at him sure, but you still were a sucker when it came to tasting his cum.

you held his cock in your hands and rubbed his tip over your lips like you were putting lip gloss on, only instead of lip gloss, it was a mixture of his precum and your spit. heeseung glanced down at you, smiling a bit at the sight, but it only made you more mad. you didn’t want him to be smiling. you wanted him to be on the verge of cumming.

if you wanted to get to that point, you knew what you had to do.

you licked a stripe down his shaft, tracing a vein, until you reached the end of his cock, then went for his balls. you licked them and heeseung jutted his hips up in surprise at the sudden sensation that he didn’t see coming.

“oh, fuck,” he said straight into his microphone.

you chuckled to yourself as he tried to explain to his friends why he just said that.

you took one of his balls into your mouth and sucked, fondling it with your tongue as you jerked off the length of his cock. heeseung’s breath was starting to get heavier and his hands were getting so sweaty that he was having trouble gripping the controller.

he bit his lip to keep himself from saying anything again, but that didn’t last long.

as you moved back up to licking at the underside of his tip, you massaged his balls in your hand because you knew it was what it would take for him to cum, and you were right.

all of a sudden, he looked down at you with those wide deer eyes, fucking his hips up into your mouth. you could feel his cock throb and his balls tighten with the need to release and just when you felt that he was about to let go, you pulled off of him entirely.

his jaw dropped in shock and he looked down at you in confusion and disappointment. he couldn’t speak because of his friends, but you basically knew what he would’ve said: that he was about to cum. you’d known that, of course. that was why you stopped.

his dick twitched in front of your face, a string of pre cum trickling down the side. you resisted the urge to lick it up, knowing that the slight contact might’ve just been enough for heeseung to cum.

innocently, you laid your head down on his firm, bare thigh, pressing your cheek against it. you looked up at him through your eyelashes, pouting teasingly.

he was still confused. he had no idea what you were doing, no idea what he was in for.

you waited a couple of minutes until he was back fully engrossed in his game, his cock gone half hard by then. you then lifted your head back up and immediately wrapped your lips around his tip again.

he glanced down at you, eyebrows furrowed. you jerked off what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, focusing mainly on his tip as you knew he was so, so sensitive there.

he was back to fully erect in no time and since he got so close to cumming before but didn’t, it didn’t take long to get him back to that point.

he was slightly fucking his hips up again, his knee bouncing, his hairline beading with sweat. he tried not to make it obvious that he was about to cum, not wanting you to take it away from him again, but you still knew. what kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn’t know he was about to cum?

besides, his cock twitching and bobbing in your mouth told you everything. it was practically pulsating, getting ready to shoot what would most likely be a very big load.

he brought one his hands down to your head to try and hold you against his cock but you’d managed to pull off just in time, right before he could touch you.

he groaned in frustration, muting his microphone and staring down at you with less confusion now and more rage.

“what are you doing?” he demanded.

“nothing,” you replied innocently, fumbling with the bottom of his sweatshirt. “i’m just playing.”

“well stop playing and let me cum,” he said.

you frowned, mirroring his angry expression. you did not like the way he was bossing you around as though he was in charge right now. you had the power here, and he was only making things worse for himself.

“okay,” you said, though not sure if you meant it.

he gave you a warning glance before unmuting his mic and going back to his game. you rolled your eyes…again.

you focused your attention back to his cock, noticing how the color of his tip had changed from a soft pink to an angrier red, clearly feeling the effects of the edging you were putting him through.

you kissed his tip softly and his cock was wet enough from your previous saliva that you could glide your hand up and down it with ease. it was so wet that it even made a slick sound as you jerked it off, a sound so lewd that heeseung could feel the knot in his stomach again.

he gave you another look, one that was really telling you that you better let him cum this time, but where was the fun in that?

you smiled innocently, wrapping your lips around his cock and moving down to play with his balls again. immediately, he let out a little gasp and gripped the side of his chair.

“please,” he whispered, holding his breath.

you appreciated that he was using his manners now, but you still didn’t feel like giving it to him just yet. he still hadn’t learned.

his cock was beating like it had a pulse of it’s own in your mouth and you pulled off. this time, heeseung hurriedly brought his hand down to his dick to finish the job himself since you clearly weren’t going to, but you grabbed his wrist and held it out of the way, preventing him from touching himself.

he tried to break free of your grasp but you were gripping him tight, making sure that he wouldn’t be able to touch himself and make himself cum.

“what the fuck,” he practically sobbed, ripping his headset off and slamming his controller down. “let me cum already, y/n, fuck.”

you had to bite back a smirk. this was just what you wanted. you wanted to turn your boyfriend into a mess, a puddle of the composed man he normally was.

“play your game,” you said, disregarding his comments.

“no, i don’t care about the game,” he expressed. “i just wanna cum. please let me cum.”

“oh, so now you don’t care about the game,” you scoffed, softly dragging your fingertips over his warm tip, which caused him to wince. “now that i might not let you cum, you don’t care about it. how come you cared so much about it when i wanted to watch a movie with you?”

heeseung swallowed a lump in his throat. nothing he could say would help his case and he knew that.

“i’m sorry, baby,” he exclaimed desperately. “i’m so sorry. fuck—mm, please. please, i won’t do it again.”

“yeah right,” you muttered, rubbing his tip on your lips.

“i promise, baby,” he said. you pushed him past your lips, sucking on his spent cock again. “oh fuck—i promise. promise i’ll be better next time. please just let me cum. it hurts.”

you resisted the urge to roll your eyes again because you thought maybe it did hurt. maybe you’d edged him enough times by this point that his cock really had been too hard for so long and he needed it.

you didn’t want your boyfriend to be in pain.

you forced him all the way back down your throat, gagging like you did before once it was all the way in, except now heeseung had his undivided attention on you, and he loved to see you choke on his dick.

“oh fuck, yeah,” he grunted. “please, baby, please. i’m already close. i need it so bad.”

you squeezed his thigh, drool spilling out your lips and dripping down his cock and thighs. it was messy, but that only made it better for him, and he could already tell that he was about to cum, and he just prayed that you’d actually let him.

he dug his fingers through your hair, trying to be as subtle as possible as he held your head to his cock, trying to ensure that you won’t stop.

“please,” he whispered, biting his lower lip harshly.

you looked up at him through your eyelashes, feeling yourself get more turned on by how desperate he looked. you’d turned him into a complete and utter pathetic mess and you loved it.

“don’t stop,” he begged, his grip on your hair tightening. “i’m gonna cum, fuck! i’m gonna c—”

he threw his head back and could no longer produce any words, just a long, drawn out moan as he started cumming down your throat, jutting his hips up to fuck your mouth.

whimpers, whimpers you’d never heard from heeseung before left his mouth, which only showed you how fucked out you made him by edging him so hard. he was entirely so far gone, practically panting like a dog.

it seemed like he was cumming forever, keeping you held to his cock as he dumped what felt like a bucket of cum down your throat. your eyes watered and you were gagging uncontrollably around him, but you let him continue to fuck your throat and finish his release until he was done.

you pulled off his cock, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. his eyes were shut, still trying to catch his breath after cumming as hard as he just had.

“holy fuck,” he muttered to himself, forcing himself to open his eyes and watch you pull up his pants for him. “thank you, baby.”

you stood up and turned his monitor off.

“i think you owe me a movie,” you said, raising an unamused eyebrow.

“i think you’re right,” he said, too afraid of going through what he just went through with you again. “you pick, baby. we’ll watch whatever you want.”

you smirked to yourself as the two of headed towards the living room. now you knew what you had to do with your boyfriend in order to get your way.

-

i was kinda half asleep when i wrote this so idk if it’s any good lol

thank you for reading <3

[atebyflowers]

— ellie x readers first time . .

first post in literally a month?? i'm so sorry omg this is unedited but oh wells... cw: fingering & head(r!recieving), short after care

thinking about how gentle and sweet she'd be towards your worries, how careful she would be with your body as if you could shatter under her any moment.

"tell me to stop if you're uncomfortable" she'd whisper against your skin, placing soft kisses along your neck before pulling back — softly rubbing her fingers up and down your soaked slit. "els.. whatre you doing" you questioned, whincing at the slow friction. "just getting you ready baby, don't wanna move to fast... you're so f'me already..." she replies, continuing her motion for a moment before it's halted by your hand on her arm — catching her off gaurd.

"what's wrong?" she questioned as you bit down on your lip, hesitant to respond — afraid of saying something that'll ruin the moment. "tell me sweetheart it's okay" ellie adds, caressing your cheek. "m'just nervous" you admit through embarrassment. ellie, replacing the hand on your cheek with her lips — using the other to interlock your fingers with hers. "we can stop at anytime" she re informs with a warm tone, "just say the word and we don't have to continue".

she lifts herself off of you just enough to lock eyes, nodding at her words — you give her the signal to continue as she lifts your interlocked hand, placing another gentle kiss onto yours before re adjusting herself.

You shut your eyes for a moment, allowing yourself to relax as she inserted a finger into you — your body taking in a deep breath as the unfamiliar sensation overwhelmed, ellie, slowing pumping in and out as your warm slick coated her finger. her eyes watching your every movement, "it'll feel more comfortable soon i promise angel.. just focus on me" she instructs.. and you do just that — opening your eyes to meet hers, ellie now lowering herself — slightly hovering over your cunt.

with one of your hands digging into the bed sheet, and the other still interlocked with her free hand — she began picking up her pace alongside inserting another finger. though without warning, she's slow, cautious not to hurt you. as her tongue latches onto your body, she brings placing cat links alongside her fingers still pushing into you — her mouth releasing occasionally to mutter praises. "doing so good for me pretty.. swallowing me whole.. god you're so fucking perfect" "wanted to taste this pussy for so long" she manages to speak through moans of her own, getting off to the taste of you.

"ellie .... need more" was all you managed to get out, your body desperate to increase the feeling, something you've never had before but craved in the moment. those words, causing her to look for any signs of hesitation — you, quickly to dismiss it. the words "please els... i want more" coming out of you through a almost pathetic cry, enough to make her thrust her fingers in and out of you — her mouth now sucking down on your clit throughout the process.

you let out sounds you had no idea your body could make, a feeling that was indescribable being pushed throughout your veins. your fingers, practically digging into her hand as your fingers remained intwined, her free hand now holding down your thigh — assuring you don't squirm away.

"fuck!" you cried as you felt a release approaching, "ellie i think-" your words were cut off with her mouths sudden removal from your cunt, though her fingers remaind at the same steady pace. she lifted her body onto yours, her mouth barely an inch away from your ear as she spoke. "you're close yeah..? c'mon baby... cum on my fingers.. taking them so well...". those words from her sending waves through your body as you released onto her fingers below — a mix of cum and liquid marking the bed sheet below. ellie lifted her head down once more, using her tongue to lick your messy and sensitive cunt one last time before slowly removing her fingers — savouring every last bit that coated them.

your body fell limp as you attempted to catch your breath, sensitivity flourished over you as she began to clean your body — your mind to fuzzy to notice her ever getting up. once finsihed, she regains her gentle demeanour — clothing you, and cradling you in her arms as if you were the most fragile being in her presence. "you did so well for me princess... thank you for trusting me..." she whispered once more, caressing your head as she allowed your tired body to doze off.

[bardic-inspirjaytion]

Right.

We didn't want to be in this position, but here we are. Americans, I'm so sorry. The coming years are going to be rough, and not everybody will make it through, and we still need to look out for each other and fight like hell for one another anyways.

The point of this post? Everything you were told after the repeal of RvW has a LOT more urgency now.

If you are someone in the age bracket and with the anatomy that could become pregnant,

If you were using an app to track your cycle, now you're absolutely fucking not. Switch to something analog that can be destroyed, and/or keep it cryptic enough that you have deniability that's what it's for. You are NOT giving anybody any ammunition here.

Likewise, no texting or messaging anything about your intimate health that you wouldn't want used against you. It won't hurt you to learn how to use apps like Signal and VPNs to obscure your online traffic now, even if things are still legal in your state. Got it? Good.

IF IT'S MEDICALLY VIABLE FOR YOU, INVESTIGATE GETTING AN IUD. Yes, the procedure to get one implanted sucks, it can hurt a lot and making the arrangements might cause you some gender dysphoria. But it can be effective at preventing pregnancy for YEARS once it's in there, and a lot of people who rely on hormonal BC to treat medical conditions find it gives them some continuing relief from their symptoms even if their daily medication stops being available. I am not a doctor; obviously this isn't qualified medical advice, and you need to seek such before undergoing any procedure. This is just a reminder that, if you've been putting this off, get it done now if it's safe and available to you.

Watch each other's backs, now more than ever. If somebody tells you sensitive information about their medical status, especially on the reproductive front, no they fucking didn't. If you know or suspect somebody is undergoing a process or procedure, no you fucking don't. It's officially Shut The Fuck Up Friday, every day.

Find which orgs in your area are doing the work on the ground to connect people to the care they need. If you need help, reach out. And if you can safely help them, consider doing so.

You're on the active lookout for misinformation now. If anything health-related seems too wild or too simple to be true, it gets a healthy dose of skepticism. Especially if it comes from an online source.

Take a moment. Take a deep breath. And then figure out what you can do now to prepare to keep yourself safe through the next few years. It's overwhelming out there this morning - please know that you matter. Tomorrow will come, every tide eventually turns, and you deserve to be alive and well when it does.

Love,

Your Canadian big sister

[mymindcreatedthis]

Between her thighs

Reader x Sam Kerr

Warning: Smut! Smut! Smut!

Word count: 4.5k

*Sam’s Pov*

I was at home waiting for a certain phone call. Our camp was about to start, the coach was making the line up and calling the girls. After an hour of waiting my phone starts ringing. I click accept.

“Hello?” I ask.

“Hey Sam, how are you?” Coach asks.

“Hi coach, I’m good. How are you?” I say.

“I’m doing good, thank you. I wanted to call you and inform you that you are on the line up. The first day of camp is gonna be tomorrow.” Coach says.

“Thank you coach, I'll see you tomorrow at camp.” I say.

“Have a good night Sam. See you at camp tomorrow.” Coach says.

Coach hangs up, I set my phone off to the side and start packing my things. I eat dinner and shower and get ready for beds I brush my teeth and change into new clothes and lay in bed.

I set my alarm and end up falling asleep. As I’m sleeping I start having a wet dream about my best friend.

———-*Sam’s Wet Dream*

We had just finished training. We were in the locker room, changing. Some of the girls were showering or were already back at the hotel. I see Y/n in her sports bra and boxers. She had her back to me, I smirked and decided to make my move.

I kiss her neck and rub her bulge over her boxers. Y/n moans as I do this and leans back against me. Kyra sees this and smirks, she slides Y/n’s boxers down her legs.

“Ky hold her down.” I say.

Kyra smiles. She cutely giggles and makes Y/n sit on the bench and holds her from behind. Y/n blushes darkly as Kyra holds her from behind.

I giggled. I take off my sports bra and boxers and toss them off to the side. I spit on her dick and slowly stroke her dick. Y/n moans as I slowly stroke her dick. I turn my back to her and line her tip up with my entrance.

I push the tip in and slowly sink down on her dick. I moan as I take her length deep inside me. Y/n and I both moan in pleasure.

“Mm fuck you’re huge.” I moan. I could feel her throbbing inside me, she really needed a release.

I moan, I take a moment to adjust to her size. Kyra continues to hold her arms behind her from behind.

Y/n and I both moan in pleasure as I slowly slide up and down on her dick. I moan and hold onto Y/n’s legs as I slide up and down on her dick a bit faster.

“Mm fuck Sammy.” Y/n cutely moans.

I giggle and moan as I slide up and down on her throbbing cock faster. “Mmm fuck, feels so good.” I moan in pleasure.

Y/n moans In pleasure and makes out with Kyra. “You like that daddy? Your dick deep in my pussy?” I moan.

“Mmm fuck, I love it.” Y/n moans I. Pleasure.

I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger. Y/n cutely moans as her precum leaks inside me. I giggle and moan as her precum leaks inside me letting me know she was close to cumming.

“Mm cum baby, fill me up with your cum.” I moan in pleasure.

Y/n cutely moans, I feel her cock twitching inside me. “S-Sam… ugh fuck.”

I giggle and moan. I gasp and moan as cum shoots out of Y/n’s dick and fills up my entrance, filling me up to the brim.

I moan as I slowly slide up and down on her dick collecting the last of her seed in my pussy.

I help us ride out our highs and slowly slide off her cock. Cum immediately oozes out of me and onto Y/n’s lap and onto the floor.

Y/n cutely moans and lays there panting as Kyra continues to hold her from behind.

“I wanna taste that cock.” I say. Y/n moans as I lick her dick and swirl my tongue around her tip. Once she’s hard I take her cock in my mouth.

I choke and Gag a bit as the tip of her dick hits the back of my throat. Y/n moans as I slowly bob my head. I hum against her cock and bob my head faster.

“Mmm fuck Kerr, just like that.” Y/n moans in pleasure.

I lock eyes with her as I continue to suck her dick. Y/n’s face cutely contorts in pleasure, her chest rises and falls. I hum as Y/n cutely moans and begs for me to let her cum.

I reach up and massage her balls as I continue to give her head. I feel her cock twitch in my mouth. I feel her precum leak in my mouth letting me know she was about to bust.

“Sam baby I’m close.” Y/n moans.

I feel her balls tighten in my hand as her dick hits the back of my throat.

*Throat pie*

Y/n breaks out of Kyra’s grasp and pushes my head further down in her cock as she explodes in my mouth. Y/n cutely moans, her legs shake and buckle in pleasure.

I choke and gag a bit as cum continues to shoot down my throat as I deep throat her. I lift my head up and swallow her load.

“Mm fuck.” Y/n moans. “That’s it slut get every drop.” Y/n moans as she runs her fingers through my hair.

I suck her dry getting every drop and swallow the rest of her cum. I smile as her cock pops out of my mouth and falls limp. I kiss her inner thigh and come back up and kiss her.

Y/n moans in the kiss as she tastes herself on my lips. “Mmm you really know how to suck dick.”

———*End of Sam’s wet dream*

I groan as my alarm goes off and is blaring through the room. I roll over and turn off my alarm. I look at my hand, Fuck my hand and fingers were covered in cum. My panties were stained in cum as well.

Fuck that was the greatest wet dream I ever had about Y/n. I get up and shower and get ready for the day. I dry off and get changed into new clothes.

I brush my hair and teeth. I grab my bass and head to the airport. My flight lands and I get to the hotel. Me and the girls wait for the coach and the rest of the coaching staff to show up.

I see Y/n, she smiles and hugs me. “Hey beautiful, how are you?” Y/n says.

I smile at her comment. “Hi love. I’m good, How are you?”

Y/n smiles. “I’m good too.”

Coach shows up, we get the info for camp and are dismissed. Y/n and I are roommates this camps we grab our things and head up to our room.

I unlock the door and open it. We go into the room, Y/n closes the door behind us. We unpack and get settled In.

Y/n and I go out with some of the girls and go shopping at a nearby outlet mall. We went to a Nike store, I was looking at the sports bras and shirts as Y/n was looking at the shoes with Millie.

*Y/n’s Pov*

Sam was looking at the sports bras and shirts. I was checking out the shoes with Millie.

“Have you made your move on Kerr yet?” Millie asks, teasing Me.

I smile and shake my head. “No Mills besides she doesn’t even like me like that.” I say.

Millie laughs. “Yeah sure, keep telling yourself that. I’ve been told otherwise.” Millie says.

This caught my attention, I was curious. “What do you mean? Does she talk about me?” I ask.

Millie smirks and shrugs. “Maybe.”

“What has she said about me?” I ask.

“A bunch. She’s excited to be roommates with you at this camp. She thinks you’re very beautiful.” Millie trails off for a second. “She doesn’t shut up about you. I’ve caught her looking at pictures of you and touching herself multiple times when we were roommates.” Millie smirks as she says the last part.

I blush darkly at her comment so I’m not the only one who has dirty thoughts. Millie giggles when she sees me blushing. Millie gets serious and places her hand on my shoulder.

“Ask her on a date. Trust me she will say yes.” Millie says.

I smile and nod. “Thank you Mills.”

Millie smiles and wraps her arm around my shoulder. “You’re welcome.” Millie smiles.

Millie and I are best friends and are really close. Millie and I have history, we’ve had sex in the past. I look over and see Sam debating between two colors. She cutely bites her lip as she looks between the two colors.

I smile and decide to go over to her. She was debating between a white shirt and sports bra and a black shirt and sports bra.

“I think you would look good in the black set.” I say.

Sam smiles. “You think so? I like the white set but I also like the black set.” Sam says.

I nod and think for a second. “Have you thought about trying them on?” I suggest.

Sam smiles. “No, I haven't even thought about trying them on.” Sam looks at me. “C-Can you come with me to try them on? I wanna get your opinion on them.”

I smile and nod. “Sure.”

Sam smiles and grabs the shirts and sports bras and finds a fitting room. I blush a bit and follow her into the fitting room. I close behind us and lock it.

I sit in the little chair/ stool. I didn’t wanna seem like a perv so I mess around on my phone giving Sam some privacy so she can try on the sports bras.

“How does this look?” Sam asks.

I look up, I blush a bit. Sam has the black sports bra on. I bite my lip as I check the other toned abs. The sports bra looked amazing on her. The sports bra was a bit fitted and shakers off her size made her tits look amazing.

Sam smirks. “See something you like?” Sam teases.

I nod, my eyes roaming her chest and abs. “Mm looks really g-good.” I say stuttering.

Sam giggles. “My tits look good?”

“Y-Yeah they look amazing.” I say.

Sam smiles and comes towards me as she gets an idea. Sam smirks and lifts the bottom of the bra exposing her under boobs.

“Wanna touch them?” Sam asks seductively.

I bite my lip as she raises the bottom of her bra up a bit. “Go head baby, touch them.” Sam says.

Sam bites her lip and moans as I slip my hands under the sports bra and start to massage her tits.

“Mm fuck.” Sam quietly moans.

I bite myself as I feel myself get hard as I continue to massage and touch her tits.

Sam giggles as she sees my boner. “Mm your really enjoying this huh?” Sam teases.

I smile and nod. “Your tits are amazing.” I say.

Sam smiles and rests her head against mine and looks into my eyes. Our noses touch, Sam slips off the sports bra and tosses it off to the side.

Sam leans in and kisses me, I’m shocked at first but start kissing back. Sam moans in the kiss as I roughly massage her tits as we make out.

I Moan in the kiss as she reaches down and firmly grabs my dick over my shorts. We break the kiss when air starts to become a problem.

“Fuck baby your huge.” Sam says as she gets a feel of my dick over my shorts.

“T-Thanks.” I stutter a bit.

Sam giggles. “So the black sports bra is the winner?”

I smile and nod. “Definitely the black sports bra.”

Sam giggles. “I agree I have too many white sports bras.”

I chuckle at her comment. Sam puts her bra back on and grabs the black set and pays for them. Millie sees Sam and I come out of the fitting room together and smirks.

I blush as she sends me a text message. I bite my lip as I read her text.

Millie: Woah did you finally grow a pair of balls and make your move.

Me: Yes I did. I helped her pick out a new sports bra.

Millie: Good like I said she’s crazy about you. Make sure you use protection later 😏

I look at my phone, my eyes widen and I blush darkly as I read her text. Millie smirks, she leaves the store and joins the other girls outside.

We shop for another two hours and then head back to the hotel. Sam and I head back to our room, we only had one bed but after what happened earlier we didn’t care.

We turn on a movie and cuddle in bed. Sam lays on her side and scoots her ass back against me. It was really hot in the room so we were laying in bed in just our sports bras and boxers.

Some point in the movie we get distracted and start making out. I bite my lip as Sam straddles me and slowly grinds against my lap.

We both moan in the kiss. Sam breaks the kiss. “Mm fuck. Baby I can feel you throbbing.” Sam moans.

“Mmm your really wet baby.” I moan.

Sam giggles, she slides her boxers down her legs and tosses them off to the side. Sam smirks and straddles my abs, I bite my lip as I feel her juices on my abs. She was soaking wet. Sam places her hands on my tits steading herself, I bite my lip as Sam moans and slowly grinds against my abs.

“Mm fuck.” Sam moans.

I smirk. “You’re soaking wet baby.” I moan as Sam massages my tits and grinds against my abs a bit faster.

“Mmm fuck I’ve always wanted to grind and get off in your abs.” Sam moans.

I smirk. “Yeah slut? You’ve always thought about my abs and getting off on them?” I ask, teasing her.

“Yes daddy, I’ve always thought about your abs.” Sam moans.

I giggle and bite my lip. “Mm so sexy, you look so hot grinding against my abs.” I place my hands on her ass and slightly squeeze her ass.

Sam moans as I squeeze her ass and grinds against my abs faster than before.

“F-Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Sam moans.

“Cum Sammy. Cum on my abs, be a good girl and cum on my abs.” I say.

I smirk and squeeze her ass and spank it. Sam can’t take it anymore, she moans and let’s go and cums all over my abs. I smirk as I feel her cum all over my abs.

Sam’s legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she cums. I smile as Sam leans down and kisses me, I smile against her lips and kiss back.

I blush. “C-Can I feel your tits around my cock?”

Sam giggles and blushes at my request. “Of course baby.”

I sit up and lean against the headboard. Sam slips off her sports bra and tosses it off to the side. Sam lays between my legs, I bit my lip as she kisses my dick and inner thighs.

Sam spits on my tip letting her spit drip down my cock before wrapping her tits around my cock. I moan as she slowly strokes my dick with her tits.

“F-Fuck Sam, just like that.” I moaned as I began to play with her right nipple.

Sam begins to speed up pressing her tits tighter and tighter around my cock covering it in spit as she continues to stroke my dick with her tits.

“Fuck Sammy, I’m gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that.” I moaned as I gripped the bed sheets.

She didn’t slow down as she kept going, she began to play with my balls with her right hand.

“Let it out baby.” Sam giggles as she sees my facial expressions change.

Somehow I could feel my cock getting harder as I got close to my release. Sam adds more spit to my cock as she goes as fast as she can.

Sam giggles and bites her lip as she feels my precum oozing onto her tits.

“Sammy baby… oh my..”

*Cumshot*

Cum shoots out of my dick going everywhere. Cum shoots all over Sam’s face and tits. Sam stops and licks up all the cum she can off her face and tits.

I smirk. “Lay on the bed baby.”

Sam bites her lip and lays on the bed and lays in missionary. I began to tease her pussy with my length, hitting her clit and putting my tip in and out of her entrance. I giggle as Sam’s moans and pouts, I bite my lip and slam my cock back inside her making her moan loudly in pleasure and gripping the sheets.

I grip her thighs as I thrust in and out of her at a fast pace. "Fuck Y/n, you're actually fucking huge." She moaned as she adjusted to my size in this position. Her head moved side to side as my thrusts sped up, putting her through more pleasure.

"F-Fuck Y/n, please keep going." Sam begged, as veins popped out of her neck.

"Does it feel good, baby? I asked as I held onto her right boob.

"So so good, I'm close." Sam cries out in pleasure.

"Beg me, why should you be allowed to cum." I demanded.

"Fuck I've been a good girl Y/n, your good girl please let me cum." Sam begged.

"Okay, when you're ready cum baby." I agreed not wanting to tease her anymore.

A few more hard thrusts I began to feel my balls tighten, also from the sight of Sam’s tits bouncing up and down. I pulled her left leg up over my shoulder to give me more of an angle to go deeper into her pussy.

Creampie 1:

"Fuck." I shout at the same time as Sam. We both begin to cum again at the exact same time, her juices leaking out of her pussy as I fill her up. Both becoming moaning messes under each other's touch.

I kiss her calf up and down as we help each other come down from our highs. "Such a good girl for me." I whispered as I kissed Sam’s body reaching her lips.

So good, but you're not done baby get on all fours." I say.

Sam moves onto the bed and gets on all fours. "Such a good girl." I say and spank her ass as she wiggles it around.

I get situated behind her, I line my dick up with her pussy, a thought comes to mind as I reach around Sam’s body taking grip of both her wrists and place them behind her back so her face is against the mattress.

"Ready baby? Ready to get destroyed?" I whispered as I gripped her wrists tighter and slammed my cock deep inside her pussy.

She let out a mighty scream filled with pleasure as I bottomed out inside of her pussy, not slowing down.

"This is what you get for teasing me at the store. I was always gonna get the last laugh." I moaned as I carried on destroying her entrance. Sam tries to reply to which I press her face into the pillows muffling whatever she tries to say.

The sight of her ass rippling against me after every thrust was a sight I loved to see. Sam trying to move her hands but couldn't from the grip I had on them seemed to send her into overdrive. Her moans became louder, sweat dripping down her back as she began to get closer to her orgasm.

"That's it, let it out." I whispered, I leant forward placing delicate kisses to her back.

As soon as my words left my mouth Sam exploded. Noises coming from her mouth I had never heard before. Sam squirts all over my stomach, as I felt her walls tighten around my cock immediately making my balls tighten.

Creampie 2:

"Fuck." I yelled as I began to cum at the same time as Sam. I could feel my cum oozing inside of her, not being able to warn her in time. Us both moaning together as we reached our highs, filling her pussy to the brim.

One final spank to her right cheek, I let go of her hands to which she fell onto the bed exhausted. I planted a kiss on her ass before moving up the kisses up and down her back receiving little giggles from Sam.

I lay on my back on the bed. Sam bites her lip. “Mm daddy take me in reverse Cowgirl.”

Sam lays on me her back to my tits. I spread her legs with mine. I smirk as she's now in reverse cowgirl.

Sam moans and shudders as I rub her clit with my dick. "Mmm fuck." She moans. I smirk as her legs shake and buckle in pleasure as I do this.

"Put it back in. Put it back in daddy." Sam cutely begs.

"Mmm yeah slut? You want daddy's dick back inside you?" I ask, teasing her.

"Mmm fuck please daddy, Ive been such a good girl. I'm such a slut for your dick and cum. Please, I want more." Sam says.

I smirk and grant her wish. I slide my dick back inside her, Sam moans as she takes my 11 inches back deep inside her. I moan as her walls immediately clench around me.

Sam moans and leans back against me as my dick is back inside her cum filled pussy. I place my hands on her hips, I spread her legs a bit more with mine and slowly thrust up into her pussy.

"Mmm fuck, right there. Ugh just like that." Sam moans.

I moan in pleasure and thrust up into her faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room, fuck her pussy felt so good. She had an amazing grip, her pussy felt like heaven. Mmm so Wet and warm.

"Fuck baby you're so tight and warm." I moan.

I thrust up into her faster and harder. Sam screams in pleasure and grips the sheets, I make her look at me and make out with her. We both moan in the kiss as I continue to bottom out in her pussy.

We break the kiss, we rest our heads against each other's. "Feels so good. Don't you dare fucking stop, don't you dare stop. we aren't stopping until you give me every last drop of cum."

I smirk. "Yeah slut? You want more, such a naughty girl."

We both moan as I thrust up into her pussy faster and harder. "Fuck, I'm gonna squirt!" Sam screams in pleasure

I smirk, I slap and tease her clit. Sam moans and shudders as I do this, Sam moans loudly in pleasure and squirts. I smirk as I feel some of her juices go on my thigh. She squirts on the blankets and sheets.

We both moan, I continue to thrust up into her faster and harder. I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. "S-Sam baby I'm close." I moan.

"Me too. Don't stop, don't stop." Sam moans.

My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. I rub her clit with my thumb at a fast pace. My breathing gets heavier letting Sam know that I was close to cumming.

"Yes cum in me, cum in me." Sam moans.

I moan loudly In pleasure as I feel that all too familiar feeling in my balls.

Creampie 3:

I can't take it anymore, I thrust up into her and bust my load deep inside her. Sam moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as cum oozes and spurts inside her painting her walls white.

I slowly thrust up into Sam. I helped Sam ride out her high. I slowly thrust up into her as the last of my cum oozes and spurts inside her.

I moan and slowly pull out of her, my dick falls limp. Cum immediately pours out of her. Cum coats her folds and drips onto the blankets and sheets.

"Mmm fuck there's so much. I feel so full With your cum inside me." Sam moans.

I smirk. "Good, hehe I stuffed you full." I say rubbing her sensitive clit.

Sam moans and giggles. “Mm yes, I love your seed inside me baby.”

I giggle and bite my lip as Sam makes me sit on the bed. Sam gets on her knees and kneels between my legs, I bite my lip and moan as she licks my dick and swirls her tongue around my tip.

“Mmm fuck.” I moan In pleasure.

Sam stops and locks eyes with me. "Mm I want to suck your dick but I want you to give me a facial."

I smile and nod. "Mmm yes please." I blush as Sam strokes my dick.

Sam licks my dick and swirls her tongue around my tip and licks eyes with me. Once I'm hard Sam takes my length in her mouth. I moan as she slowly bobs her head, I moan and hold her hair up in a ponytail as she slowly bobs her head. Sam hums against my dick and bobs her head a little faster.

I moan and massage my tits with one hand and continue to hold her hair up in a ponytail with my other hand. "Mmm fuck Sam just like that." I moan.

I moan in pleasure as she bobs her head faster and massages my balls as she continues to give me head.

I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger mmm fuck it's only been 5 minutes and I'm already close to cumming.

"Mm f-fuck." I moan in pleasure as I feel that familiar feeling in my balls. "Sam baby, I'm gonna cum." I moan.

I quickly take my dick out of her mouth and quickly stroke it. I moan as I feel my balls tighten.

Cumshot/ Facial:

I moan as ropes of cum shoot out if my dick and shoots and spurts onto Sam’s lips, face, mouth and tits. I moan and slowly stroke my dick the last of my cum oozing and squirting onto her tits and face.

"Mm fuck baby you've covered me." Sam moans as she licks up what she can.

"Mmm painted my favorite Aussie girl." I moaned as I looked at the sticky mess I had left on Sam's face and chest.

I smile and kiss Sam. Sam smiles against my lips.

“You looked sexy between my thighs.” Sam says.

[sexiestsex]

It's so wild to me that like. t e r f s position themselves as being the ones to support detransitioners while also talking about them and their bodies in the most vile way. And while I understand that transition regret is real and very very hard to deal with and maybe seeking out people who validate the way you feel about your body feels good in the moment, I truely truely do not think it is a healthy way to cope with it. And obviously blaming the trans community is not a great way to go about it either lol.

I also think, we as a community are honestly also doing detransitioners a disservice by not acknowledging the ways that, doctors do pressure and expect trans people to conform to a certain transition path and even intentionally misinform you to get you to make your choices differently. This is how and why they are still performing unnecessary surgeries on intersex children. They want our bodies to conform as closely to one binary sex as possible and that means you have to do a lot of research about every single transition decision you make and can't rely on only doctor's information. It sucks and it's disgusting that they don't care about actually helping people be comfortable, only about making them conform but it's something you really have to keep in mind. No one is pressured into a transition, I'm starting to feel they'd rather we die than transition. But yes, once you are transitioning there are pressures to do it a certain way.

I'm sorry to everyone who regrets a decision they were misinformed about, that they were pressured into or otherwise didn't have full agency over. That just makes it so much harder to deal with the regret and i really can't give advice on it, except that, if you ever felt pressured into any decisions about your body, you should not be fighting against the availability of transition care but also join our fight for informed consent in medical care.

Informed consent is not yet a standard in any treatment but it really really needs to be. And there need to be consequences for doctors who intentionally misinform or don't inform patients. The insurance should not be allowed to demand one kind of treatment to cover another, especially when it's not a necessary treatment. The stories of medical malpractice you hear when talking to people are absolutely unhinged and abhorrent and put lives at risk.

The solution to absolutely none of them is less autonomy and less agency.

Originally I was gonna make this a body neutrality post, validating the right of all people to feel however they do about their bodies and their decisions about their bodies but arguing against this disgusting narrative of brokenness and being "ruined" that is spread to trans and detrans people but i guess I got side tracked. Anyways. You can find happiness in your body again no matter what you've been through, even when it's hard. I hope you find ways to enjoy yourself and your body in the time you have here. Other people can make it harder but it's still possible and you can still do it.

[realpersonfacts]

ugh guys i think they're gonna Get me 😑

[awkward-teabag]

After every (American) election, there's always a bunch of posts going around exposing psyops or pointing out how there were posts on this site designed to get people to not vote blue.

And in the lead up to every (American) election, there's a bunch of posts being reblogged that are clearly either psyops or manipulative posts that tell people it's perfectly okay for them not to vote at all.

Like, there's history going back years on this hellsite where the alt-right intentionally tried to undermine or indoctrinate people so they get/stay in power. History a lot of y'all know of or were even there for and saw go down in real time.

But sure, be uncritical of what you reblog, don't bother looking at the source website, or just put things out there without caveats or nuance.

[ofcowardiceandkings]

busy trying not to let panicking depresso espresso brain take over my life rn

[teruthecreator]

guess whose oliver plush got stolen because the delivery driver cant follow instructions or even bother looking at the address AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lord-squiggletits]

Actually the funniest example of Megatron apologism (neutral) I've seen is when people call it biased and rigged for Optimus to be the judge for Megatron's trial, but have nothing to say about the fact that Optimus let Megatron on the Lost Light AS CO-CAPTAIN which is ALSO incredibly rigged and biased and no one wanted it and Optimus barely had the authority to even do that.

It just seems like a case where people will always take the angle/interpretation that favors Megatron as a victim of Autobot eeeevillll, so they harp on how unfair it was for Megatron to be put on trial, but completely skirt over exactly how and why Megatron even got to serve parole/not rot in prison in the first place. I guess because it would disrupt the ever-present fan wank about how actually Megatron is being victimized for being put on trial and those Autobots are "just as bad" (lmao).

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Can't believe Tumblr is spamming me with "self help" posts that are the most depressing things I've ever seen in my life on Sewerhell Sunday... How dare it do that to me

[fleetsonourgecentral]

What would happen if Fleetway met Surge?

Surge isn't technically a lookalike since she isn't even a hedgehog, but this doesn't stop him from calling her a lookalike because in his eyes she is, for all intents and purposes, fulfilling a lookalike role. Although she is the first one to be Scourge's lookalike and not Sonic's, but that. Doesn't really get her any points. If anything it insults him even more. He knows why people want to be associated with him, he's the hero of mobius after all, but Scourge? What do they get out of being a lookalike to his boyfriend? He's not cool enough for that. (Scourge is protesting in the background that he's plenty cool enough, go fuck yourself, Sonic.)

They'd probably fight and he'd throw her out of his dimension, because the only way he's meeting anyone from any other dimension is if they come to him. He's not moving from his own dimension unless he's forcefully removed, and if he's removed, he's just going to go right back. So Surge would have to wind up in the fleetway universe somehow, which seems cruel bc Sonic would toss her out on her ass and make her find her own way back to her own dimension

[aropride]

my friend says atp the school is being negligent and i should report them which is probably true but also i mean. at least they clearly explained the process even if every part ogf it has gone wrong or gone on for far too long. and nobody has shown open contempt towards me during the process. unlike last time 😒. so are they being negligent possibly. butit could be worse & i . ohh my god thahnk you youtube autoplay for turning on alltoo well 10 minute version right now. i'm gonna go ruminate now.

[scribblingface]

went to an online info session on disability tax credits and feel even more hopeless and discouraged than before so that was fun 🙃