#money to pay a student to do it. and at the time i was in the thick of taking photosynthesis measures and it was causing me a lot of pain

[devoutekuna]

Bring your child to work

Includes- Toji, Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Geto

Sukuna-

Sukuna doesn't have a job, you don't even know how he gets money. So he brings her to a village he recently raided, he sometimes raided them for resources or just for fun. Once he raided one just because he wasn't willing to pay for your pregnancy cravings. "Dad, this village is all burnt!" complaining at the sight of ash everywhere, kicking her foot through the charred grass blades. "Be quiet" glaring at his daughter as he walked away from her. He was trying to look for atleast a child to keep his daughter company. "Don't leave me!" Running up to him, he didn't understand how she could be scared when her father was the king of curses, plus it was broad daylight and no curse would dare get close to him.

Nanami-

"Let me come with you dad!" All dressed up in her father's clothes, frantically trying to tuck in the shirt, into her skirt. Stood Infront of the bathroom door, she had been awaiting her father to come out, walking out with a bottle of shaving foam in his hand. "You can't sweetheart" crouching down to say it, patting her head as a way to comfort her. She had gotten all dressed up by stealing her father's shirt and tie only to be rejected, even putting in his reading glasses to make her seem more professional. He knew for a fact that she wouldn't be coming with him to work, especially since he was on a mission today. Grabbing her by her shoulders as he dragged her out of the way. "Why not?" Begging for a chance. "Cause I said so" walking towards you.

Sat inside the office reading a book, he purposely didn't take any missions today so that his daughter thought that his job was boring and wouldn't ask again. "Dad, your work is boring!" Sat on the armchair beside him, she had nothing to do but wait for the 9 hours to pass. "I told you that" letting her sit through her actions.

Geto-

Geto has his daughter stand behind the curtains whilst he talks to his followers, not wanting her to hear anything he has to say, especially what would come after he gets mad. He has a personal servant bring her noise cancelling headphones when he starts to get annoyed. Crouching beside her as they played a game, she was so clueless to what her beloved father was doing. Murdering the so-called 'monkeys' of society. "When is my daddy done?" Pats on the head, despite having the headphones on she could recognise that from anywhere. "Right here princess" retracting his hand as he picked her up. Taking the headphones off, dropping them into the servant's hand as he walked off. "Hi daddy!"

Gojo-

When Gojo isn't busy, he's either at home with you or teaching his students, unfortunately for them, they were on a mission already. So he was just laying around in his office. "Dad I'm bored" sat on the sofa opposite him. "So am I" slouching in his chair, there was nothing to do. Even his second year students were on a mission. "Let's go see Nanamin" dragging his son out of his office, searching around the campus just to find the blond. Sat in one of the many lounge rooms. A sigh depleting from his mouth as he heard the voice of the strongest. "What is it now?" Refusing to look up from the book. "Nanamin!" Your son knew who Nanami was due to the many times that Gojo dropped him off on the campus when he went on missions. Despite his many times to stop Gojo's son from calling him 'nanamin' it never worked out since he was so much like his father. "We've come to see you!" Sitting down opposite him. "Are you sure you haven't come to drop your son off?" Receiving the snarky comment was like a bullet to the chest, but he was wrong this time.

Toji-

Toji wasn't officially employed, he was basically unemployed but he always acted like he was employed since he brought in good amounts of money. "Papa I want to help" kicking her little legs as she sat playing with one of the weapons. Her father was currently discussing the new target he had, redacting any words that she may pick up on. "No" Shiu carried on rambling on about the prices he would get if it was under a specific time. "Why not!?" Slapping the poor man with the weapon, fortunately it was blunt, just like playful cloud. "Cause you'll get in my way" ripping the weapon from her hands, putting it back inside the worm. Scrunching up her face as soon as she heard the harsh reality, "Mr Shiu would let me come!" Trying to prove her point even more. "No I wouldn't" he should be smoking right now but didn't for the courtesy of your kid, patting the girl's head as they walked out. Toji following behind him, chuckles could be heard as they left.

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[cheynovak]

Sugar - Part 5 

Soldier boy x F/ reader  (Y/N)      

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, age difference, ...     

Side note: English isn’t my first language.        

*Does not follow The Boys storyline * 

--    

Y/N is a college student who pays her apartment, bills and school tuition with the money she makes as ‘sugar baby’ for Soldier boy. What started as just being a companion on lonely moments became quickly more physical.     

But how will Y/N cope with the dominant side of Ben when he finds out she has a life beside pleasuring him?    

-- 

Ben felt the warmth of Y/N's body nestled against him brought a smile to his lips. He tightened his arms around her, feeling the steady rise and fall of her chest as she slept. Her hair was a tousled mess, spread out on the pillow, and he couldn’t help but think how beautiful she looked.  

Last night had been unforgettable, their fight had made their passion boil up and exploded into rough passioned sex. But he had to admit, he had to learn how to control these feelings, in order not to hurt her anymore.  

She is after all only human.

As they lay tangled in each other’s arms, the words she whispered before falling asleep now played on a loop in his mind. “My mom knows, she wants to meet you." He was shocked but responded with kiss on her forehead, "we'll talk about it later." and allowing her to drift off to sleep. 

But now, in the quiet morning, the gravity of her request settled over him like a heavy blanket. He never met girls' parents. It was an unspoken rule he had lived by for as long as he could remember.  

Meeting parents meant something more, something deeper. It meant commitments and expectations, things he had always shied away from. But as he looked at Y/N, her peaceful face and the way she unconsciously snuggled closer to him, something inside him began to shift.  

He gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her soft skin. She stirred slightly but didn't wake, a small smile playing on her lips. He took a deep breath, the realization settling in.  

Maybe it was time to break his own rules. Maybe, just maybe, this time was different. The idea of meeting her parents didn't seem such a bad thing if it meant seeing her smile, hearing her laugh, and being a part of her world in a way he hadn't allowed himself to be before. 

But still, he needed to draw a line. Every time he showed her some affection, be all soft and sweet just like he thought would please her, he got pushed away.

No, no it was best to stay 'professional' a quick fuck when needed, and paying... Fuck money, he forgot to give her money last time. Although she declined, maybe she did wanted more?

Jesus Ben! he thought to himself, stop being such a pussy with all your feelings and shit. Why would she want you? She had said it herself, she does those things to please you, because you pay her.

Y/N stirred again, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at him, a sleepy smile spreading across her face while she noticed him being in deep thoughts. "Good morning," she murmured. 

"Good morning," he replied, leaning down to kiss her softly. "I've been thinking." 

"About what?" she asked, curiosity piqued. 

"About what you said last night," he admitted, searching her eyes. "About meeting your parents." 

Her eyes widened slightly, and he could see the mixture of hope and anxiety there. "And?" 

"And," he said, he took a deep sigh, ”I don't want it. I never met anyones parents." He could see her disappointment. It did something to him. Why... why did he felt that?

"Well... eh ok, I guess that says it all then." She moved away from his embrace. "What?" He looked confused while she got up and quickly threw on her shirt.

"You clearly still see this as a transaction, so you know, its... fine, Ben. I just, you know though this might have evolved into something else." Ben could see the tears in her eyes starting to form.

"What do you mean?" He asked sincerely curious. Y/N's hand moved over her face, he could see her choosing her words. "Nothing forget about it."

"Y/N!" He said stern. "I just, before our fight you mentioned something about opening up or being nice to me and... I thought that meant something... More."

Fuck... This wasn't his plan. No no no, she wasn't supposed to fall for him. She should leave, yes, she should. But just as Y/N tried to walk away from the bed, a shot of panic rushed through him. What if she leaves and never comes back...

"Wait!" he gripped her arm and pulled her back into bed with him. Laying back in het spot in bed, hovering over her. He held her teary face in his hands, "Just because I never did... it doesn't mean... I mean... You're not... No, FUCK!" He sighs annoyed.

Y/N looked confused at him. Ben took a deep breath to steady his thoughts. "Fine, I'll do it." Y/N didn't believed him at first. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I'm not pressuring you."

"I'll do it... For you.”  He looked at her eyes before he kissed her lips softly.

Her face lit up with joy, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a deeper kiss. When they finally broke apart, she whispered, "Thank you, Ben. You have no idea how much this means to me." 

"You beter find me a way to repay that!" he smiled and rolled her over so she lay on his chest.

-- 

Ben’s palms were slightly clammy as he gripped the steering wheel, the hum of the engine the only sound in the car as they drove through the rolling countryside. Y/N was beside him, her hand resting lightly on his thigh, a comforting presence amidst his growing nerves. The trip to her parents' house felt like an eternity, every mile bringing him closer to an unknown territory he had spent his life avoiding. 

"Are you okay?" Y/N's voice broke through his thoughts, soft and filled with concern. 

He glanced over at her, offering a reassuring smile. "Yeah, just thinking." 

"About my parents?" she asked, her eyes studying him. 

"Yeah," he admitted. 

She squeezed his thigh gently, her touch grounding him “I'll be right there with you the whole time. No need to worry" 

He smiled trying to disguise his nerves. "I fought the nazis, I think I can handle your parents."

As they continued the drive, he focused on her voice, letting her stories about her childhood and family fill the car, painting a picture of the home they were heading to. It was comforting, and by the time they reached the small town where she grew up, he felt a little more at ease. 

The house was a charming, two-story home with a white picket fence and a neatly manicured lawn. It looked exactly like the kind of place where Y/N's warmth and kindness would have been nurtured. As they pulled into the driveway, the front door opened, and her parents stepped out onto the porch. 

Y/N's father was tall and broad-shouldered, with a kind smile and a twinkle in his eye. Her mother was petite and graceful, her eyes the same shade as Y/N's, radiating the same warmth as Y/N's. Ben felt a pang of nervousness but took a deep breath, reminding himself why he was here. 

Please the girl, make up for almost having sex with two other women .. keep the girl. Ben felt he was turning into what he called, a fucking pussy. No woman was worth this bullshit. Yet here he was, all wrapped up around her finger.

Y/N walked slowly out of the car, "Mom, Dad, this is Ben," she said, her voice filled with nerves. Her father's handshake was firm, almost too firm, as if testing him. "Ben, I'm James," he said, his tone neutral. "nice to meet you." 

"Nice to meet you too, sir," Ben replied, trying to maintain his composure. 

Her mother offered a polite but distant smile. "Welcome, Ben," she said, though her eyes flicked to Y/N, a silent conversation passing between them. 

Dinner was set in a beautifully decorated dining room, with soft lighting and a table laden with delicious food. The ambiance was inviting, but the tension was almost palpable. Y/N's parents, James and Linda, sat across from Ben and Y/N, their expressions a mix of curiosity and disapproval. 

"So, Ben," James began, breaking the uneasy silence. "Tell us more about yourself. What do you do for a living?" 

Ben took a sip of water to steady himself before answering. "I eh, I am a retired supe.” James nodded, his face thoughtful. "Interesting. I imagine that kept you quite busy." 

"It did," Ben admitted, glancing at Y/N for support. "But I always make time for what's important." 

"Like Y/N," James said, with a hint of a smile, trying to find some common ground. "Exactly," Ben replied, easing up noticing how her dad found it a good thing he worshiped his little girl.  

Linda, who had been silently observing, chose this moment to speak up, her tone icy. "You mean, buy her time?” no response from either ... “It's quite an age difference, isn't it? Is that what you are going for?" 

Ben hesitated for a moment, trying not to tear her head off. “Mom!" Y/N answered, her tone defensive. 

Linda's eyes narrowed slightly. "So, Ben, how did you two meet? From what I understand, it wasn't exactly... conventional." 

Y/N's grip on Ben's hand tightened under the table, trying to ease him, but Ben decided to face it head-on. "We met at the diner she used to work," he said stern. "Y/N was looking for a new job and we hit it off from there." 

Linda's lips pursed. "A job, is that what they call it these days? Because what I heard was that Y/N was, for lack of a better term, your sugar baby or personal prostitute. " 

"Mom!" Y/N exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment and anger. James shot Linda a warning look but didn't interrupt. Ben took a deep breath. "Our relationship may have started in an unconventional way, but we care deeply for each other." 

Linda didn't look convinced. "And how can we be sure this isn't just another fleeting phase for you, Ben? That you won't tired of her and move on to someone else?" 

Ben saw Y/N's hurt flashing in her eyes. She probably had the memory of the two girls in her mind. "I'm sitting here, aren't I?" Ben replied, meeting Linda's gaze head-on. "Y/N is not just someone passing through my life."

James cleared his throat, trying to ease the tension. "Linda, I think we should give them a chance. How about we keep the evening light.”  

James now turning his attention back to Ben. "So, Ben, you used to be a superhero. Must have been an interesting career, tell me about it.” Ben's eyes flickered with a mix of pride and apprehension.  

"It was... intense," Ben replied, choosing his words carefully. "A lot of responsibility and pressure, but also a lot of pride in protecting people and making a difference." 

James leaned forward, clearly interested. "What made you leave that life behind?" 

Ben glanced at Y/N, “Let’s say I was... forced.” Linda seemed to soften slightly, though her eyes still held a trace of scepticism. "It's hard to reconcile the image of a superhero with someone who... well, with someone dating my daughter in such a unique way." 

Ben nodded, understanding the difficulty. "I get that. But I promise you, I'm here for Y/N. Not as Soldier Boy, but as Ben.” The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of Ben's words hanging in the air. 

Y/N's parents exchanged a glance, their eyes widening in realization as the full significance of Ben's identity sank in. 

"S-s.. Soldier Boy," James murmured, almost to himself. His face shifted to a complex mix of emotions. "My father... he used to talk about you all the time. I grew up listening to stories about you." 

Ben shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Well, that’s eh great.” James nodded slowly, his gaze distant as memories seemed to flood back.  

"He had a photo of you, you know. In his study. Used to tell me stories about your missions, your bravery. He admired you greatly." Linda's expression softened, though the wariness didn't completely vanish.  

James leaned back in his chair, his earlier hostility melting into a more contemplative demeanor. "It's just... it's a lot to take in. The idea of a man we only knew through stories and legend now sitting at our dinner table, involved with our daughter." 

Linda nodded, her eyes now more reflective than accusatory. "You have to understand, Ben. We were concerned about Y/N, given the nature of how you two met and the age difference. But hearing this... it adds another layer we hadn't considered." 

"Maybe if she had told us." Her mother looked over at her. "We made an agreement not to tell people." Ben added. "She was just a woman of her word."

The rest of the meal continued with a much lighter atmosphere. James shared stories about his father and his admiration for Soldier Boy, while Linda, though still cautious, asked more about Ben’s life and interests outside of his past heroics. The evening ended with a tentative but hopeful sense of acceptance. 

By the end of the night, they were shown to her old bedroom at the end of the hall. Ben felt a wave of exhaustion as he sat on the edge of the bed, Y/N closing the door behind them. 

"See?" she whispered, though her voice lacked its usual confidence. "That wasn’t so bad, It will get better." She said forcing a smile. "I hope so." Ben answered.

"Thank you for doing this," she said, walking up to him. "I know it wasn't easy." He took her hand, intertwining their fingers, pulling her closer so she stands in between his knees.  

She kissed him softly, her lips lingering on his. Hey, handsome, let's make this up to you." she whispered, her voice gentle and filled with affection.

"Hm, this is still your day baby. There is plenty of time later to please me." he replied, looking up at her, his hands resting on her hips. The tension of the day seemed to melt away as he gazed into her eyes. 

Ben's hands began to wander, tracing the curves of her body. “Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” he asked with mischief in his voice. Y/N leaned down, her lips brushing against his in a tender kiss. 

She deepened the kiss, her hands cupping his face, drawing him closer. Ben's hands slid up her back, pulling her into his embrace, feeling the delicate shiver that ran through her. Their kiss grew more passionate.  

Y/N broke the kiss, her forehead resting against his. "I'm so proud of you," she murmured, her breath mingling with his. "Tonight was hard, but you handled it perfectly." Ben smiled, his fingers tracing small circles on her lower back.

She kissed him again, her hands tangling in his hair. Ben's hands roamed over her body, caressing her sides, moving down to her thighs, pulling her even closer. He could feel her heartbeat quicken, matching the rhythm of his own. 

"Oh... Ben" she whispered, her voice a mix of desire and love. Ben replied with his hands finding the hem of her dress, gently lifting it. She raised her arms, allowing him to slip it off her, the fabric pooling on the floor at her feet.  

He marvelled at the sight of her, his hands exploring every inch of her skin, memorizing the feel of her. Y/N tugged at his shirt, pulling it over his head, her hands skimming over his chest, feeling the strength and warmth beneath. 

Ben laid back on the bed, pulling Y/N with him, their limbs entangled. She straddled him, her hands resting on his chest as she leaned down to kiss him again, her hair cascading around them like a curtain. 

His hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer, deepening their kiss. The sensation of her warm skin against his sent shivers down his spine, heightening every touch, every whisper of breath between them. 

Y/N's kisses moved from his lips to his jawline, then down to his neck. Ben closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her, the scent of her, the way her body moved against his. His hands found their way to her waist, his thumbs tracing gentle circles on her skin. 

"You love to make a man insane. don't you." he murmured, his voice rough with heat. She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his, filled with desire. Ben flipped them over gently, his body hovering over hers. He gazed down at her, taking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. 

Y/N pulled him down for another kiss, their lips meeting in a fervent dance. Her hands explored the muscles of his back, her nails grazing lightly, sending sparks of pleasure through him. Ben's lips moved to her collarbone, kissing and nipping gently, eliciting soft moans from her that only fuelled his desire. 

He continued to explore her body with his hands and lips, taking his time, cherishing every moment. Y/N's fingers traced patterns on his skin, her touch both soothing and electrifying.  

"Ben," she breathed, arching into him, her hands clutching his shoulders. 

"Hm, tell me baby" he responded, his voice thick with need. “Tell me what you want.”  

He trailed kisses down her body, worshiping her with every touch, every caress. She responded, her breath hitching as she gently pushed his head further down, guiding him. Ben knew exactly where she needed his lips, and he was eager to give her the pleasure she craved. 

His kisses moved lower, teasing her sensitive skin, his hands sliding along her thighs, spreading them gently. Y/N's anticipation was palpable, her body trembling with desire. As Ben's lips found their destination, he looked up at her, meeting her eyes with a look of pure adoration.  

He kissed her softly at first, his tongue tracing delicate patterns that made her gasp and arch her back. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close, urging him on. Ben's movements became more deliberate, more focused, his tongue exploring her with a skilled rhythm that had her moaning his name. 

Y/N's reactions spurred him on, her breathy gasps and whispered pleas a symphony of desire that drove him to please her even more. He varied his pace, his tongue and lips working in harmony, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her grip on his hair tightened, her thighs quivering around him. 

"Ben," she breathed, her voice trembling with need. "Please, don't stop." 

He had no intention of stopping. He wanted to feel her unravel under his touch, to hear her cries of pleasure fill the room. He increased his pace, his hands gripping her hips to hold her steady as he brought her closer to her climax. 

Y/N's breathing grew more erratic, her moans louder, and Ben knew she was on the brink. He focused all his attention on her, until finally, with a cry of ecstasy, she shattered, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her. 

Ben didn't stop until he had drawn out every last tremor of her orgasm, his movements gentle as she came down from her high. When she finally relaxed, her body limp and sated, he kissed his way back up to her, his lips capturing hers.  

Ben's fingers trailed teasingly along her inner thighs, inching closer and closer to her core. He could feel the heat radiating from her. Y/N squirmed beneath him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt his touch drawing nearer to where she needed him most. 

"Ben," she whimpered, her voice filled with need. "Please, I need you." 

With a soft chuckle, Ben leaned down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, his fingers never stopping. He teased her entrance, tracing light circles around her slick folds, feeling her shudder in response. Y/N's hips bucked instinctively, seeking more of his touch, more of the pleasure only he could provide. 

Finally, unable to resist her pleading any longer, Ben positioned himself between her legs, his thick throbbing dick pressing against her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission, seeking reassurance. 

Y/N nodded eagerly, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and trust. "Please, Ben," she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "I need you inside me." 

With a slow, deliberate motion, Ben entered her, his length filling her completely. They both gasped at the sensation, the feeling of being joined together in the most intimate way possible. Y/N's walls clenched around him, her body instinctively trying to draw him deeper. 

Ben began to move, his thrusts slow and steady at first, enjoying every moment of their connection. Y/N met him with equal lust for more, her hips rising to meet his with each powerful thrust. 

“Oh Ben....Harder” her desire clear in her eyes and voice. Ben hesitated, his own desire tempered by the memory of a time when things had gone too far, when he had lost control and accidentally hurt her. 

"I'm sorry, Y/N," he murmured, his voice tinged with regret. "I can't risk hurting you like I did before." 

Y/N's expression fell, a shadow crossing her features as disappointment flashed in her eyes. She nodded silently, understanding his reluctance but unable to hide her own longing. 

Ben's heart ached at the sight of her sadness, and he was determined to make it up to her, to find a way to give her the pleasure she craved. "I will make you feel good, baby." he promised.  

He began to shift, she felt how he moves her legs over his shoulder. Ben adjusted his position, angling himself to penetrate deeper, to reach places within her that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. With each thrust, he sank into her, their connection deepening as they moved together in perfect harmony. 

Y/N gasped at the new sensation, her back arching off the bed as she welcomed him deeper inside her. Ben's movements became more powerful, more primal, as he sought to drive her wild with desire. Y/N's moans filled the air, mingling with his own.  

With each thrust, they reached new heights of pleasure, their connection growing stronger with every shared breath, every shared touch. 

As they approached the peak of their passion, Ben felt Y/N's body tense beneath him, her nails digging into his biceps as she surrendered herself to the pleasure coursing through her. With one final, powerful thrust, they both reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, their cries of release mingling in the air as they tumbled over the edge together. 

In the aftermath, they lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in unison. Ben sees how she drifts off to sleep after the long and emotional day.

Cleaning some of the mess they made with a tissue, he pressed soft kisses to Y/N's forehead, her cheeks, her lips. Making sure not to wake her up.  

"For fuck sake, Stop falling for her." he whispered under his breath.  

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[autistichalsin]

I got upset at my mom and came across really passive aggressive. And I didn't mean to, and I regret it. I just... she does this thing that makes me so mad

She brags all the time about how she was such a great mom. But her examples are, for some MYSTERIOUS REASON, only ever things she did for my older brother and sister. She had his friends over all the time and they called her Mom too! She drove him to football! She drove my sister to over 10 orchestra-related events a week until she got so burned out she banned us all from doing any activities that required a ride the next year!

She mysteriously never has any such stories for me.

This time she was going on and on about how she was such a great mom because when my brother was 17 he got his first job washing dishes at a restaurant and she'd drive across town at midnight every night to pick him up from work.

Meanwhile, when I was 18 and wanted to get a job, she told me I was to go to college (and she wouldn't hear any of that "I don't want student loan debt" nonsense because EVERYONE gets loans and I needed to just suck it up.) Despite her always insisting we were welcome as long as we got a job or went to school, she changed her tune for me and me only. She threatened to kick me out if I got a job. I asked if I could stay long enough to save money for my own place, and she snapped no, I couldn't use her like that. So I went to college, when I didn't want to yet, and predictably am in massive amounts of debt that it will take me most of my life to pay off. She would later go on to say she never actually meant it about kicking me out, she just wanted me to "do what I was meant to do" and needed a push to "get my life together." Because getting a job means your life isn't together, apparently.

But she gave my older brother rides from work. So she's a great mom. The best mom ever.

I got really angry when she did this yet again and kind of laughed but made it sound lighthearted. She said back something like "oh you laugh but you know I was a great mom."

So then I just said, well, when I wanted to get a job, you told me you'd kick me out if I did it.

She went quiet and gave this weird guilt trippy non-apology about how she's soooo sorry about what she did but she still feels she was a great mom, she just had some issues when she was drinking.

I feel bad for being passive aggressive about it, but I can't stand when she does this. She wants me to tell me she was a great mother because she was capable of treating her golden children well. And she wants me to judge her based on that and not how I, the scapegoat, was treated.

Like!!! She got drunk and told me she wished she could kill me. You never get to call yourself a good parent again once you do that. Not even if it was only once and you were drunk and you actually WERE good before that (which she really wasn't). And you especially don't get to claim that TO the child you said it to.

She drove my older two siblings to all these things, and then never showed up to a single track meet of mine. When I complained to her about it at the end of the year, she said, "you know, I've heard of 40 year olds who tell their parents it hurt when they didn't do that, but I've never heard of someone complaining while they're still young." She rarely came to any of my orchestra performances unless my sister was also there.

In fact, she asked the whole family to help out with money to send my sister on a music department trip, and then the next year, when I was old enough to do it, said they couldn't ask the family twice because it would be weird, and then told the rest of the family that I only did music because I wanted to be like my sister, guaranteeing none of them actually would think I WANTED to go on the trip so they wouldn't help me. I asked if I could do a program the school offered where I could help out at concessions at the sports events so I could save money to go, and she snapped "they shouldn't be making you work so you can go." So I didn't get to go.

So yeah, if you judge her by how she treated her golden children, she was pretty fucking stellar, I guess. If you judge her by how she treated the forgotten child (my little brother) she was alright. But if you judge her by how she treated me?

And then she fucking wonders why I'm closer to my dad.

God I'm so fucking mad.

[dumb-teambucciarati-headcanons]

So, you have reached the point of your jojo part 5 obsession that you have decided to give all of them your credit card number because well, how bad of an idea could that be?

What would they do if you gave them your credit card number?

Giorno: whenever he feels like he wants some chocolate he uses your credit card to purchase it. Because why not. You look and see that you’ve spent $237 you don’t have on chocolate this month

Bruno: “oh, thanks for trusting me with this information but I don’t really need money” and then one day he invites everyone to dinner (including you) says the meal is on him and to feel free to get whatever you want even if it’s expensive. And then he uses your credit card to pay for everything. He buys the most expensive meal. He’s silly.

Abbacchio: he used it to pay off a little bit of his student loans, the debt is still debt but it’s not his debt anymore

Mista: he uses it to buy the most atrocious looking statue of a giraffe you’ve ever seen and now it’s in bucciaratis living room and you caused this. It was $130 but he also stopped for mall pretzels which were $8.50.

Narancia: chips babey he buys chips, cheddar cheese flavored chips for $4.25 and he also gave your credit card number to the Nigerian prince who keeps on emailing him so.

Fugo: he used your credit card to get his clothes dry cleaned and they ended up sewing up the holes in his clothes and now he is mad. I don’t know how much dry cleaning costs but however much it costs that’s how much he spends times like 4 because he has different colored outfits.

Trish: she is very used to people giving her their credit card numbers, so you actually don’t have to worry about how much she spends because you aren’t her only source of income. She gets her nails done for like $30 and they look amazing so it’s like she didn’t even spend the money.

#jjba #jjba part 5 #jojos bizarre adventure #headcanons #bruno buccellati #guido mista #narancia ghirga #leone abbacchio #pannacotta fugo #giorno giovanna #trish una

[marimbles]

Commissions open!

Tier 1: simple sketches—$15 base

Black and white or partial/low-opacity color

two characters: +$10

Tier 2: colored sketches—$25 base

full color with simple shading

two characters:+$15

Tier 3: full-render sketches—$35 base

full color, shading, environmental lighting, etc.

two characters: +$20

If interested, please DM me or email me at [email protected]!

Reblogs appreciated💜 thank you!!

More details under the cut:

Will do:

fanart (miraculous ladybug, the owl house, and the legend of Zelda are my main fandoms, so those are the characters I’m most familiar with drawing, but other fandoms are also welcome!)

OCs/sonas (MUST provide references and detailed description)

real people (in my style)

ship art/light romance

Won’t do:

NSFW (or anything that feels too steamy to me djdjkd)

furry

mecha

gore

Other guidelines:

Prices are USD

Payment through PayPal or ko-fi

No price distinction between bust, half-body, and full-body

If you want more than two characters, we can talk about it!

Very simple background included in base price (like a solid color or gradient, a circle or square behind the character, etc). Anything else is negotiable depending on complexity.

Props and small companions (like kwami, palisman, pet, etc.) are negotiable depending on complexity.

These are sketches, so the lines will be somewhat rough and you may see structure lines underneath. If you are not satisfied with the level of cleanliness, I can clean it up a bit, but these tiers don’t include clean lineart. (If you do want clean lineart, though, we can talk about it!)

I tend to experiment a bit with my rendering tools/style, so if there’s a particular piece of mine you like and you want me to try to recreate that style, lmk!

References photos are super helpful! (And for OCs, they’re essential.)

If you’re interested in something that doesn’t fall under one of these tiers (like a comic, doodle dump, etc.), just talk to me and we might be able to figure something out :)

#aaa im a little nervous bc I’ve never opened commissions before! #hopefully it will be a good experience #I’ve considered it a bunch of times but never did bc I didn’t need the money #but I’ve had to dip into my savings a lot lately so a bit of extra would be nice haha #my student loans are going off pause in October…sigh #anyway #I will try to do a good job! #the idea of someone paying me to draw them art is a little scary but also cool #mine #comissions #info #my art

[fluffalpenguin]

the mean girls of duel academia

#yugioh arc v #yugioh arc-v #arc-v #fusion four #fusion gang #idk i cant decide on their group name so i'll just use both #there's also the wip of them playing mahjong on twitter but its too unpolished to tack it on here #ahhhhhhhhhhh i need to draw them more i love this combination so much #they're all outcasts in a way in DA so i think they'd be really good not-friends... frenemies?? idk #what about grace and gloria i hear you say well theyre in their own non-student mean girls group with edo the third tyler sister #anyway time to infodump on these!!!!! #maids (and butlers) are from a long 20 page comic about DA opening up a maid cafe to earn money to pay for war reparations #i finished the storyboards and script 2 years ago but i just never got around to it again lol #i need to rework it anyway because shun and dennis were oddly cordial in that one for some reason #the standard uniforms ones are when they're sent to standard to pose as undercover students #i drafted some pages where yuri reveals himself to be from fusion in this sick costume change #it's pretty cool if i do say so myself (i do) #the comics centered around sora were also meant to be a multi paged project on how he gets closer to everyone from academia after the war #i just (gets emotional) want to see them all getting along theyre such interesting characters and even more so when interacting together #oh yeah character tags #sora #serena #yuri #dennis #edo #grace #gloria is not here

[benechillax]

man i think i’m 5 seconds away from a mental breakdown

#I’m actually running out of money now despite working 6 days a week and making 6 figures #Because I bought my acreage with my brother and factored him paying 1/3 of the expenses BUT he’s decided to be unemployed for 1.5 years #I pay the mortgage mortgage insurance utilities internet groceries #I have $800/month in student loan payments #I have to spend like $150/week on gas because my commute is 2 hrs round trip every day #I only eat one meal a day usually because I don’t have the time to grocery shop or cook usually and my brother only cooks for himself #I do all of the chores and at least 1/2 of the yard work #I have the heaviest workload of any of my coworkers (which has been acknowledged but my manager says his hands are tied #Because if he took work off of my plate he’s have to give it to someone else and there is no one else) #I’m being severely underpaid at my job ($4 under the STARTING wage for a pharmacist now despite me working there for 3 years. #But I “got the largest raise last year” lmfao #I’ve been seeing someone but he works nights and his schedule is wack and it results in me going to bed at 3am some nights #I’m also on call this week so I have to be ready to answer calls at any time past 11pm #My hair is legit pulling out in clumps and my hair is half of my personality :( #i’m about to mcfuckin lose it #Brain feels like mashed potato #Oh also I’m on my fucking period

[fuck-kirk]

Still feeling so mentally unwell over the fact that the engine in my car is blown. My life is seriously spiraling bc of it.

#mott txt #like I start student teaching on the 8th! and now I don’t have a car! #bc the ppl at valvoline don’t know how to do a fucking oil change #and it is a wholllllllle thing rn. I’m probably going to have to sue them #like I live in the mid west. there is NO public transport. around here your car is your livelihood #it’s unfortunate but it’s how it is #also I deliver pizzas for a living so I can’t work to earn money over my break like I originally intended #bc I will make no money student teaching. it’s a full time job with no pay #and my car is only 2 years old with 30k miles on it and it needs a new engine. ridiculous

[shoutsindwarvish]

it’s my birthday!!! i’m 31 🥳

going to partly use my day-off today to go to the credit union during business hours and finally get a debit card (after the one they sent got lost in the mail) so i can finally use an atm again

have i reached full adult? maybe, but the best birthday present i can give myself is cash 🤑

#i’m kidding i AM also doing fun things #my partner and i are spending the weekend at a bougie lakeside hotel in duluth (driving down tomorrow) #and today i’m having lunch with a friend who works retail so finding times to meet up has been tough #happy birthday to me #might also pay off a shitload of my student loans today using what is…kind of inheritance money? #it’s a long story #now THAT would be a birthday gift to myself #my posts

[shikai-the-storyteller]

I'm so burnt out and stressed about a variety of things lately, but a funny / sweet coincidence recently happened that I wanted to share:

Last week, I had a university student reach out to me (via my work email) asking for resources / advice on their research paper because I've written a lot of articles about the thing they're writing about. (I just got back to them today and they were real sweet, I'm excited to see how their paper turns out)

A week or two ago, I had someone reach out to me on RA asking for some specific clip info / date info because they were doing a research paper about Pac, and today I saw that they published their paper and put a special thanks to RA in the notes :')

I just think it's very sweet and a funny coincidence that my work (professional and fandom work) is getting cited in research papers. It made me smile a lot, I genuinely love that.

#i talk #job talk #Seeing RA get MLA cited sure was something #I love that #I have such a hard time sitting down and focusing on things but I want to read their paper #even if I have to TTS it (which is what I'll probably have to do) #but I'm so :') about both things #it's unexpected and sweet and makes me feel proud in different ways #I'm sad about work though but I really do need a new job #I love my job and I love the people (minus one but I never see him and never interact with him so it's fine) #but it just doesn't frickin pay enough and I've been in the red for too long #it makes me so sad but it's just not sustainable and it's stressing me out even more #like money is always a huge stressful thing but it's getting worse #I'm just frustrated because job hunting sucks and even jobs I'm overqualified for never get back to me #The job market is a nightmare but especially for my field. You just gotta KNOW people and I'm not good at that #I'm also sad because I know my team will be sad when I inevitably have to leave #I need to do it sooner rather than later though because we have big projects coming up #and the longer I take the harder it'll be on my team #agh #anyways this got a bit negative in the tags but these two things really did put a much-needed smile on my face #so thank you to those two students #I love college kids. I miss my Japanese college students #sideblog shenanigans #storytime with shikai

[pinayelf]

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#so im thinking abt applying for retail work again gaah #student loans being back on + struggling to get comms is making me apprehensive #this is in no way shaming ppl unable to commission me nor do i think like im entitled to commissions im just saying how it is & i kno #a lot of us are struggling bc the economy is just so ass rn #im lucky tht im able to live w my parents where im not starving #but i do need money to pay for certain bills & student loans #so i guess retail it is ;-; #im just apprehensive bc 1. my last retail job absolutely obliterated my mental health #2. i feel like i wont be hired anyway bc of the 5 year gap.... #mental illness isnt rly tht fun at all when trying to Live #anyways i decided to try again bc im medicated this time & according to a friend the job is less stressful #i have the application p much finished im just not hitting send bc i feel like im psyching myself out

[maddy-ferguson]

the guy in shiva baby is so awful

#i've seen the movie like four times. three. this is my fourth time watching it fourth year but idk why it's really hitting me today #cheating on his wife when they have an 18-month-old baby #paying a college student for sex and then making fun of her every time they interact in front of her parents/maya/his wife and being like #oh so your parents are rich so you WEREN'T doing this because without my money you would have been on the streets?🤣 kill yourself... #and like i say: brf slt

[katya-goncharov]

i have to go to an appointment to apply for universal credit tomorrow, and i'm so worried that the people there are going to be absolute assholes

#tbh i don't think i'm going to be eligible for it anyway because i'm pretty sure you have to prove you're actively looking for a full time #job. and i can't feasibly work any more hours than i am at the moment because i'm a part time student! #it's just that you know. i'm still not earning enough money to live on or to do anything except pay rent #but i've got such bad vibes from the application forms and the website and everything. it feels somehow so condescending and like #they really look down on you for needing benefits. but i feel like i SHOULD at least try because my parents are giving me so much #extra money at the moment and i already feel guilty for taking advantage of them #but i don't like putting myself at the mercy of the tory government!! not at all! and i'm worried they're going to be horrible #to me and make me feel like shit

[void-tiger]

What do I want? I want to be seen as a peer.

#tiger’s roar #mental health bullshit #…and I feel further away than ever with my damn disability that I got told was psychosomatic without directly saying those words #because unstable tendons that pop grind sproing every time I really do anything #can’t Possibly be painful #or WHY my muscletone and stamina is shit #oh noooo it MUST be all in my head nevermind I CAN’T TAKE SEROTONIN. every drug with it makes me suicidal or worse #…anyway. I will be stranded as soon as I move out to attend university #which is only possible with taking out yet more student debt #and keeping a credit load far higher than I could ever do (nevermind my physical disability) #to keep my scholarship. and then Hope I still get a Pell + misc school scholarships #but there’s No Way around I Won’t be able to cope with a job with 15 credits mentally even if I could physically #…yEAH I’m Terrified. and I’m sick to death of people telling me to NOT take out loans #when this is The Only Way to pay rent and tuition to Even Attend At All #…and ALL Of This ontop of… you want to spend time with me? NOW that you’re at the end of your master’s and I’ll be getting things in order? #Do You See Me As A Creative Peer Or Someone Who Could Be One #or am I just a Pretty Gurl Who’s A Poor Lost Waif Who Sings Pretty #…you never did tell me what you thought of my script’s draft #and have been suspiciously Silent about your own art #do you REALIZE that to do ANYTHING together…you’re gonna have to drive. and I don’t want to do anything that costs money #because 1) it feels unbalanced (regardless if it’s a date or simply hanging out. but your body language screams Date?? not Hangout) #and 2) …I’ll be needing to keep a fisthold control of my finances as it’s gonna be stuck as reimbursements + debt #I…cannot see how I can mentally or physically take on a job. nevermind nobody’s wanted me to work for them for anything not janitorial #…so…yeah. how the hell can I even feel like anyone’s peer #when I’ll be at least a decade older. mentally ill. disabled. and can’t work because of it #how am I supposed to feel like anything but a porceline doll with rotting rubber joint connections + glockinspeal

[bioswear]

I’ll say it once: I think Israel needs to fuck off, Palestine should be free, America needs to stop sticking its dick where it doesn’t belong

#but I sure as fuck am not going to put face value stock in any of the political posts about it here #SIMPLY because it’s tumblr and sometimes people are very passionate in their stances #personal txt #which is why I have barely reblogged any of the Palestine stuff #bc I have not the time to do my own research and formulate my own knowledge about it #I think it’s terrible I think it’s unnecessary I think America shouldn’t be sticking it’s Money Dick where it shouldn’t belong #but I also have student loans to pay back crippling debt and a massive lesbian crush on my cute bi coworker so #so you know… in the realm of what I can and cannot control #I’m going to worry and care for Priority 1 (which is always me) #anyone would like to start some shit in my inbox by all means it’s been a long time since I’ve had the Displeasure of being a Bitch online #I don’t have to justify anything to people on here but I thought it should be said

[camptw1nk]

many thoughts rushin thru my brain

#i am. im having uni thoughts #specifically drop out of uni thoughts #and i have these thoughts every year its true but usually at the end of the semester not the start #i am just. burned out from study i think #i have been in school of some form every semester since i was 5 years old that is Twenty Years of non stop schooling #and i am Tired #like i wanna drop out and work full time im enjoying my job a lot #but my doctor and gym membership are both thru school and so theyre free and so. if i stop. i have to start paying #which is doable if i work full time probably i just. its a lot and its a big deal #ive contacted the student advisors for an appointment and ill talk to my dad since hes the one that funded my studies #i wish i could just like. do One Class and not have it connected to a degree u know #enough to be enrolled and do some work but not so overwhelming #bc my current degree is one that i dont think can be done part time #so idk #its too late to withdraw and get my money back that deadline passed last week #its just very. im overwhelmed and i can not do 9h of uni on a Wednesday right after 3 days in a row of working #i could do another work day no problem but uni is a struggle bc it takes so much mental work #i don't know gang idk what imma do i will wait and see what the academic advisors say #in the mean time i have elected not to go to any of my wednesday classes i dont have the energy #i might go to my cinema studies class this afternoon i enjoy movie watching