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w1nterg1rls · 1 year

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Tips (sort of?) for any ana's out there

lots are probably no brainers, so this is especially for beginners

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1. you can turn basically anything into a low cal meal by cutting back the portion size.

example: about a week ago, I wanted a sandwhich. one slice of bread was 96 cals, 1 tbsp of mayo was 100 cals, one slice of chicken was 85 cals, and pickles were 5 cals. that was way too many calories for me in one meal. so, instead, I split everything up. I split the bread in half (48 cals) the mayo into 1/4 tbsp (25 cals) the chicken in half (42.5 cals) -and the pickles like normal, (so, 5 cals). that's now a total of 120.5 cals for the sandwich instead of 286 cals. I do this with all of the food I eat, and it's especially helpful if the diet you're on only allows for 100-250 or so calories in a day.

2. drink lots of water on an empty stomach.

this will help boost your energy and metabolism, and it can also have long term positive affects on things like hair and skin. along with that, it can make you nauseous, which will make you not want to eat.

3. DO NOT start fasting unless you're already either good at fasting (e.g. bc of a religious thing) or already can go a day only eating 100-200 cals.

if you're just starting out, you're not going to be able to start fasting right away because you're not used to it yet. fasting when you're not ready will just increase your wanting to binge, which'll just mess you up.

4. if you're feeling like you want to binge, watch mukbangs/freaky eaters/1000lb sisters/etc.

freaky eaters personally helps me the best, because it's gross as all hell (hence the name). watching people eat tons of disgusting foods, especially in incredibly large portions, always ruins my appetite.

5. find low cal food that you actually enjoy.

in order for you to actually start making progress, you need to find stuff you LIKE. if you're eating food you find gross just because it's low cal, you're gonna quit. you're gonna not ever feel satisfied, and you're going to give into your cravings. there are many many many ana/low cal recipes and foods that you can try. find some low cal foods you like and stick with them. it can be something complicated but low cal, or even something as simple as cucumbers.

6. like the above, find workouts/exercises that you like as well.

there are many workouts on ed tumblr that are very enjoyable, but you can also try simple workouts on youtube (personally, I usually do growwithjo in the mornings and night and during the day I go for a run/bike ride/etc). depending on how many calories you're trying to lose/a specific area of your body that you're trying to get skinnier/ you can google specific's and find a workout that matches what you want. reminder though to go easy at first if you're not used to working out. if you do three intense workouts in a day you'll be burned out and sore before the week even ends. ease into it.

7. if you have a specific craving that you just can't get rid of, eat a tiny bit of seasoning related to it.

(sorry for the janky ass wording, but) example: if I really wanted like.. mcdonalds fries, I would instead go to the kitchen and eat a little piece of salt. same goes if I'm craving something sugary. I can go and just eat a couple tiny grains of sugar, etc. I don't know about anyone else, but this almost always gets rid of my cravings.

8. back to the exercise one, I highly recommend getting a jump rope.

you can get a jump rope for like a dollar at pretty much any local store. if you can't get one at a local store, you can get one online. they're fun, incredibly easy to do, and they burn lots of calories in short periods as well as working your whole body.

9. continuing on with the exercise, make sure you are doing yoga/stretching out after exercising.

try to do at least simple stretches (butterfly, neck roll, touch your toes, etc.) before and after working out. it'll help you stay stronger/do better during your actual workout, as well as help prevent you from getting sore/pulling a muscle/etc.

10. keep an ana journal.

organize it however you want to. it can be written like a list, diary, bullet journal, whatever you want. they're incredibly easy to do, literally just get a notebook and document all your stuff! they're very fun as well as a great tracker for all of your progress. I write down everything I ate that day, how many calories in each, my weight at the beginning vs. end of the day, how much water I drank, how much exercise did I do + what kinds + how many calories did it burn, etc. it's also very fun to read back through it after a while of keeping it and seeing how much progress you've made.

make sure to stay hydrated, keep working, trying, and reaching your goals <3

some thinspo I have saved

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carewyncromwell · 10 months

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Anastasia “Ana” Read had escaped onto the pages of fantasy books for as long as she could remember. From the likes of Lewis Carroll and L. Frank Baum to fantastical Japanese manga like Sailor Moon and Cardcaptor Sakura, she’d always found comfort in the stories of ordinary girls finding themselves through exploring worlds of magic and mystery.

The day she received her own wand, therefore, was a day the aspiring writer had trouble describing through anything other than the written word. Ana didn’t think she could ever have coherently articulated all of the feelings she experienced in that moment, even if she’d tried.

The surprise. The excitement, the power -- the potential. The feeling that you had liquid fire dancing in your veins, and yet it didn’t hurt -- it was only invigorating. Like you could go running and dancing -- maybe even take flight, just from the feeling!

The warmth. The companionship, the completeness, the acceptance. The feeling that you were suddenly so much more than you were before, and who you were always meant to be. Was this what self-love felt like? Even just in flickers? If so, was it hardly a wonder why those blessed with self-confidence walked so tall?

The vindication. The reassurance that this was not a dream -- that you weren’t just some freak -- that you were special, and that there were others like you, many others! That they’d likewise felt alone and friendless and uncomfortable in their own skin, just as you did...but that now, you didn’t have to hide. You didn’t have to, nor should anyone else. And soon...soon, you’d feel strong enough to make sure no one else ever grew up as lonely and lost as you did.

Ana may have been incredibly quiet upon receiving her wand from Ollivander’s (as she often was), but her heart was aflame and her mind danced with surrealist dreams of what other amazing things could be in store for her. What glorious adventures she herself could go on, as Dorothy Gale and Tsukino Usagi did in her favorite books...

Her magic had been truly awakened -- and with it, dreams of heroism that swept this taciturn idealist up like a romantic fantasy.

#hpma #magic awakened #anastasia read #gifs #thought I'd go ahead and post these gifs #honestly I'm probably not going to play the game for real since I already have no space on my phone as it is #but I thought I'd go ahead and post these since everyone else is posting their hpma content #yes georgie is the faceclaim I thought of for ana way back in the old days during the pandemic #but honestly I always imagined ana being chubbier #(one thing I will critique about ALL of these hogwarts games -- the lack of size diversity in the character models :I)#I will also admit I actually don't love the animation style of this game as much as a lot of people do!#it looks a little...weird in motion?#like okay I cut these gifs to make it look better but MC's face never moves #and it's just unsettling >>;

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puddle-nerd · 3 months

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Jealousy Can Be a Wild Thing

Summary: Seeing her with him, smiling in a way she had never smiled at him? Something hot flashed within his chest. Hot and wild and angry. (Tonowari/Ronal)

Story Tags: Metkayina | Reef People Clan, Na’vi Language, Pre Way of Water, Established Relationship, Jealousy, Murderous Ideation, Arguments, Making Up, Making Out, Tonowari is a Simp

Author’s Note: So, this story was requested by @ana-maria456913 on Tumblr and it is my first official non-smutty story for our Pandoran kitty people. Woo! I have another standalone WIP as well as a couple of fics for the upcoming Valentine event (14 Days of Love) so until then, I hope you enjoy.

Na’vi Translation: ● Akula – a carnivorous fish that roams the reefs of the Eastern Sea and bears a striking resemblance to the terran great white shark or the extinct Megalodon ● Marui – pods built in the giant mangrove-like trees alongside the shores and are protected from crashing waves by giant reef barriers ● Muntxatan – husband | male spouse ● Oel ngati kameie – “I see you” (spiritually (joyful feeling) ) ● Olo’eyktan – clan leader (generally gender-neutral) ● Paywll – (meaning “water plant” | Aloeparilus succulentus – meaning “aloe-like”) is an unusual plant that stores water in its tissues; the leaves on top have a genetic substance inside that has healing properties when applied to skin ● Skxawng – moron | idiot ● Tsahìk – a spiritual leader of a Na’vi clan, and the most important member next to the clan leader. The job of the Tsahìk is to interpret the will of Eywa, guide the clan spiritually, and perform important ceremonies ● Tsakarem – a Tsahìk–in–training chosen to spend their life learning how to listen for signs from Eywa and perform ceremonies for the clan, often time the daughter of the current Tsahìk and mated to the clan leader when she comes of age, though not always ● Vonvä’ – butthole | asshole | dickhead (!highly abusive and vulgar!) ● Yawntu – loved one | lover | beloved person

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Tonowari was feeling the exuberance his father had always told him about, growing up with sensationally heroic stories of all of the great feats by all of the Metkayina Na’vi of all. He was still riding the high of a streak of good things coming his way. First, his beloved had accepted his courting gift a fortnight ago, Ronal silently praising him with the way her blue eyes lit up with every bite she took of the of the meal he had prepared for her and her family. Second, the young Na’vi male had passed his final warrior’s rite a week ago and the current Tsahìk – his father’s younger sister – had tattooed his shoulder, part of his clavicle and one of his upper biceps three night ago, which were healing up quite nicely. And this morning when Tonowari and his friends had gone out to assist the fishermen, he had caught the most, much to everyone’s delights. Especially with representatives coming from the Ta’unui village supposed to be arriving today for his cousin’s upcoming wedding ceremony.

Walking up the beach, Tonowari eagerly headed for his aunt’s marui to see if his beloved could take a break with him. A flare of warmth pooled within as he thought of bringing Ronal into a private corps of mangrove roots and to spend some time sipping on her lips. And if she was not in the same amorous mood as he, just having her in his arms and basking in her scent and warmth.

Because she had agreed to be his.

That thought alone made his smile wider and move quicker, intent on basking in his beloved’s presence.

“Oel ngati kameie, Ma’tsahìk,” Tonowari called cheerfully, entering the marui where his father’s sister was lighting a roll of herbs for the smoke; he thought she called it incense but he wasn’t entirely sure. He just knew the smoke smelled pleasant… usually. His blue eyes scanned the rest of the pod but the one he was actually looking for seemed to be missing. His ears dropped and he looked questioningly towards his smiling aunt.

The Tsahìk sniggered at him, replying, “I sent Ronal to replace our stock of paywll. You should find her on the western border of the island.”

Tonowari’s smile returned instantaneously and he thanked his father’s younger sister and turned to go find his beloved.

Moving through the village over the bouncy walkway, the young Na’vi male noticed that some of the envoys of the Ta’unui village had arrived while he had been with his friends this morning, their tattoos and clothing styles slightly different from what he was used to. He grinned to himself, turning his gaze forward and even more eager to find the missing Tsakarem so that they could meet their neighboring representatives together. Leaving the village, the woven walkway turned into soft sand which turned into soft earth and lush grass as he searched for his beloved impatiently. And find her he did, with an unknown male. A tall, broad-shouldered male with one of his shoulders and part of his face and neck tattooed in a dark, swirling pattern. His hair was also shaved on either side of his head with the dark locks on top braided back into a loose ponytail, his neural queue hanging over his uninked shoulder. It also didn’t help that the unknown Na’vi’s loincloth was smaller in size and hung tantalizingly low upon his chiseled hips. And Ronal, his sweet, beautiful Ronal was appearing practically jovial with this handsome unknown Na’vi male as the two of them plucked paywll leaves and chatted amongst themselves.

Seeing her with him, smiling in a way she had never smiled at him? Something hot flashed within his chest.

Hot and wild and angry.

His smile wiping away, Tonowari wanted to drive his fist into this unknown male’s face and the center mast of his stupidly muscled body. He wanted to shove his dagger into that tattooed chest over and over. He wanted to drag the unknown Na’vi under the water and leave him at the bottom of the ocean or to maybe even leave a cut or two upon his skin for an akula to scent and then to feed upon.

Then Ronal turned and spotted him, her smile softening in brightness and intensity as her blue eyes met his. She lifted her arm and beckoned him towards her. “Ah, Wari,” the Tsakarem greeted him before looking up at her companion, her smile widening once more. “This is Kxawun Te Atxzìtx Tsyrun’iyan. Kxawun, this is—”

“I’m her intended muntxatan and the Metkayina Olo’eyktan’s nephew ,” Tonowari found himself snarling as he crossed the distance to his beloved’s side and possessively tucking his arm around her waist.

Ronal’s face fell while the foreign Na’vi male’s grin turned forced.

Tonowari grit his teeth and pulled his beloved closer into his body, sizing up the other male through narrowed blue eyes.

The Tsakarem scoffed and turned towards Kxawun and murmured softly, “Perhaps you could give us a moment, please, Kxawun? I will see you later.” She handed him her basket full of paywll leaves and turned a scowl on her partner before turning sharply and stomping further away from the village, negative emotions radiating out of her now that it was just the two of them, what with the Ta’unui Na’vi heading back towards Awa’atlu. Tonowari followed after her and before he could speak, she sneered viciously, “How could you embarrass me like that?! I thought you were not an arrogant vonvä’! That was why I accepted your courting gift! After that?! I am rethinking my decision!” Taken aback by her use of utterly insulting and foul language, his jaw slackened and he blinked at her in surprise before the rest of her words sank into his mind and registered their meanings.

“No! Ronal… Yawntu… please, do not say such things,” he begged.

She hissed at him, her ears flicking back in her rage. “Then explain yourself, Tonowari! What? Was? That?!”

The anger of the unknown male having all of her attention flashed through him once more and he growled in response, “He was all over you, yawntu! You must know he was flirting with you with the way he was trying his hardest to make you smile and laugh! Even I cannot seem to do that with you and I have known you for years, Ronal. I ask your forgiveness but I felt threatened by his display when I finally have you to myself as I have loved you for many years!”

It was her turn to stare at him with a slackened jaw and a couple of blinks before she exploded once more.

“I can’t believe you! YOU ABSOLUTE SKXAWNG!” Ronal shouted at him, causing him to flinch at her burning wrath. “Kxawun Te Atxzìtx Tsyrun’iyan is my childhood friend who moved to the Ta’unui clan when we were all still children and is now mated to a male! A male, you skxawng! If anyone should be worried about him being interested in one of us, it should be me because I chose you, Tonowari because I love you!” She scoffed once more and stomped even further down the beach.

He… was… a moron. Tonowari swallowed, feeling like a complete and utter idiot and wishing briefly that the earth or maybe the sea would swallow him up for being such an incompetent dolt but apparently, he wouldn’t have to fight for his beloved’s attention. Well, maybe he would have to struggle for her attention for a little bit while her friend was present for the upcoming wedding ceremony, but in the end, he wouldn’t have to worry about her attention straying. And the fact of the matter… she had told him she loved him back. She loved him. Ronal loved him. Tonowari felt all of his rage melt away and be replaced with even more of the enthusiasm and energy than he had been feeling earlier that day. He rushed forward, toes digging into the grassy earth and propelling himself forward so he could catch his beloved’s wrist and forcibly swing her around and pull her possessively into his arms, despite her shriek of surprised outrage at being manhandled until he silenced her with a heated kiss. “I’m a skxawng,” he muttered between smooches. “I was jealous.” Another kiss. “I was thoughtless.” Smooch, smooch, smooch. “And I do not deserve you.” After another round of kisses, he added, “I will happily spend the rest of my life making up for the embarrassment of that moment and I will do better from here on out.” Ronal hummed; a considering look upon her features. She decided, “You will make dinner for Kxawun and you will ask him for forgiveness.” Although that stung his pride a bit, Tonowari nodded. For her, he would do anything. “As you wish, yawntu,” he agreed, silently promising himself he would not allow his jealousy to rule him ever again.

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Originally Posted: 21 January 2024 Word Count: 1,495

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#fic request #avatar requests #avatar #avatar the way of water #atwow #tonowari #ronal avatar #tonowari x ronal #jealous tonowari

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jeonsjiddies · 2 years

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Only Yours - drabble | myj [m]

- Pairing: Yoonji x reader

- Genre: Smut, pwp

- Word Count: 1.3k

- Warnings: unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names, use of sex toys, oral (female recieving), dom yoonji, possessive yoonji, breast/nipple play, teasing, begging, bondage, sensory deprivation? Blindfold, gender bend yoongi?, use of sex machine

- Summary: Your girlfriend has a surprise waiting for you.

A/N: Sorry this took forever! It is unedited, but @ana-rose1 did beta for me because she's the greatest. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think? Read the story this is based off of here.

“Yoonji, what is going on?” you giggle as your girlfriend leads you through your shared apartment.

She had insisted on blindfolding you the moment you got home, telling you she had a huge surprise waiting for you. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and she had that evil smile on her face; the one she had when she was about to do something bad.

“You’ll see, we’re almost there,” she assures, her voice becoming lower, her hot breath fanning against your ear.

Your body alights with shivers, her firm grip on your hips intoxicating you as she leads you down the hallway.

“Ready, babygirl?” Her voice is taunting, her fingertips traveling slowly up your sides and to the blindfold, peeling it from your eyes and allowing your vision to be restored.

You look around the room, letting your eyes focus. That’s when you see it. The object on the floor, resembling a mechanical horse saddle; a Sybian.

“Yoonji?”

“Mmm… do you like it?” She asks, letting her warm breath fan over your neck as she begins peppering kisses along your exposed skin.

“I… it looks fun.”

Yoonji chuckles from behind you, her fingers dancing along your skin as she runs them down your arms. Her tender actions cause you to lower your guard, which is why you gasp aloud when she yanks your arms behind your back, knocking you into her body with her rough movements.

You try to peer behind you but Yoonji has you pressed so tight against her that you can’t. Her nimble fingers move between your bodies and you realize she’s tying your hands behind your back with silk. Your heart begins hammering in your chest, wondering what your girlfriend has in store for you.

“Mmm.. my baby is already excited, isn’t she? I can hear you breathing harder,” she coos into your ear, using your arms to lead you towards the sex machine, “figured my girl deserved to be the first to try our new toy after the rough week you’d had.”

Yoonji squats in front of you, hooking her thumbs into your skirt and panties, pulling them both down at once, sucking in a breath at the sight of your arousal coating your underwear.

“Wet already? You’re such a little slut, always ready to be stuffed with some cock, aren’t you?”

You whimper indignantly and nibble on your lip, but Yoonji only chuckles at your display. She guides you over to the machine, allowing you to get a better look and grabs some lube even though you were soaked, just to be safe, and coats the dildo attachment in it.

“It comes with different attachments, but since this is your first time, I thought I’d go easy on you,” she smiles as you eye the average sized dildo.

“What other ones does it come with?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, pretty girl.”

You clench your thighs at her authoritative tone and the promise held in it. Yoonji gets down on her knees and trails her fingers along your thighs and your outer folds, teasing you.

“Do you think this tight little pussy can take that? Or should I stretch you out a little first…?”

“Please, Yoonji.”

“Please what? Words, babygirl.”

“Touch me, I want your fingers inside me.”

“Good girl,” she praises, slipping two fingers inside your drenched heat, slowly pumping them in and out of you before she begins to scissor them, stretching your walls to accommodate the dildo.

You moan sweetly, trying to keep quiet, though you know it won’t last long, never around her. She speeds up her fingers, leaning in to kitten lick at your sensitive nub and you cant your hips forward, subconsciously seeking out her touch. Her tongue twirls around your clit before she sucks it between her plump lips. Your veins feel like they’re made of lightning, your core clenching in response to her ministrations.

Far too soon for your liking, Yoonji pulls away. You whine and your hips chase her, but she doesn’t allow it, holding you still with a firm grip.

“Greedy little baby,” she tsks.

She guides your hips for you to straddle the Sybian. She lines the dildo up with your entrance and assists you with sliding down onto it until it’s fully nestled inside your cunt. You let out a shaky breath at the welcome intrusion.

“You’re doing great, baby.”

“So full,” you groan, gripping Yoonji’s hand a little tighter “so good.”

Yoonji smiles down at you, pride glittering in her eyes. It is quickly replaced with mischief though, as she presses a button on a little black remote and the dildo stretching your walls begins to vibrate. You moan at the unexpected sensation, and Yoonji holds your hips, guiding them to grind into the machine, pressing the dildo deep into your cunt. The dildo simultaneously rotates and vibrates, sliding against your walls in the most delicious way, which has you panting like a bitch in heat.

Yoonji looms over you, placing a finger under your chin and tilting your head up so she can look into your eyes, her smug expression and arched eyebrow making your cunt clench even more than it was from the toy inside of you.

“You look so damned pretty when you’re all fucked out like this,” she purrs, her fingertips trailing along your collarbones to your breasts, tweaking a nipple and making your body jolt.

A pathetic whine escapes your lips when Yoonji pulls away, and she has pity on you, giving you a deep, quick kiss. Once she pulls away, her breasts are right in your face, that damn necklace dangling between her two perfect mounds and calling out to you. You stick your tongue out, wrapping it delicately around the metal bar and pulling it into your mouth, sucking on it whilst making eye contact with Yoonji and watching her pupils dilate dangerously.

“Such a messy little slut for me,” she praises, caressing your cheek, “good girl.”

Suddenly, the intensity of the vibration on the dildo increases, and you notice Yoonji had picked the remote back up while you’d been distracted with her chest.

“A-ah!”

“That’s it babygirl, let everyone hear you, let them all know you’re my personal little whore.”

“Fuuuuuck, Yoonji!” You cry out, your body shaking from the stimulation, and you couldn’t even hold onto anything to ground yourself, your hands firmly fastened behind your back.

Sweat drips from your forehead with the exertion of holding yourself up while the dildo rotates inside your dripping cunt, hitting your walls just right and sending you closer to your high. You close your eyes, feeling dizzy with euphoria. Suddenly, you feel Yoonji’s hands on your back, pressing you forward. Your clit comes in contact with a soft, silicone mat with bumps on it, the vibrations as strong as the dildo inside your heat. The stimulation seems too much, everything seems too much.

“Too much,” you whimper.

“You can take it, and you will.”

You groan as she pushes you farther into the silicone mat, your clit throbbing from the intense vibrations. What had seemed like too much quickly turned heavenly, and you didn’t think you could hold off much longer.

“Yoo…nji! Please, fuck, please can I come? Please please please?” You cry, tears dripping down your cheeks as your chest heaves from your labored breathing.

“Let go, princess,” she instructs softly, stroking your hair back out of your face.

A scream erupts from you as your orgasm washes over you. Your vision goes spotty and you slump back into Yoonji’s frame as your body convulses; your walls contracting over and over. You feel yourself squirting all over the machine. Once you calm down, you huff and try to lift your hips from the machine, over sensitivity consuming you. Yoonji turns the Sybian off and helps you slide off of it, into her lap. She cradles you close to her chest and you bury your head there, taking deep breaths. She strokes your head gently, allowing you time to calm down.

“You okay there, beautiful?” She asks, reaching up to wipe a bit of drool from the corner of your lips.

You nod, intertwining your fingers with hers, “never better.”

“Mmm… well in that case…” she smirks, sliding over a variety of attachments in a neat little case, “think you can go again?”

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purplekoop · 9 months

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Alright, let's break it down:

Overwatch Figure Collecting: the somewhat definitive breakdown

If you're a fan of Overwatch and want a cool way to showcase your love of its characters without actually playing the video game (a very fair predicament), then my utmost recommendation would be to get your hands on some of the variety of fantastic poseable figures available for... a good majority of the cast.

See there's one hang-up when it comes to collecting just about any cast of characters from an existing franchise in physical form, especially one as large and varied as Overwatch's: not every character gets to be in every lineup. While some get close, as of now there isn't a single series of figures that contains every single Overwatch hero, even just from the original lineup from the initial 2016 release.

To help alleviate this as much as possible, I've charted out every single current character (meaning this is a week away from being at least somewhat dated) to try and find the best option available for every character if you want a collection of figures designed around a 1/12th scale collection. If you're not familiar with the term, this scale means every inch of figure is equivalent to one foot of a life-sized character. These figures also tend to be called 6-inch figures, since most action figures in this scale are designed around fictional dudes that are around 6 feet tall. This is the standard scale for most modern action figure lines, such as Marvel Legends, meaning it fits the best with the most other lines of figures. This'll be helpful for when we have to mix figure lines, since it provides a standardized base with only slight deviations between the lines.

I'd also like to clarify: This will only be a discussion of figures, with at least one point of articulation. Yes, that low bar is important for later. This does still rule out several things that I don't feel fit this type of collection, such as keychains, other minor collectables the ungodly overpriced statues on the official Blizzard store.

All that said, let's start with my favorite Overwatch figure series, and my highest recommendation, especially for a beginner collector like myself:

Hasbro's Overwatch Ultimates series

Released in 2019, the Ultimates series is a line of figures produced by American toy juggernaut Hasbro. Hasbro has a long but somewhat shaky track record of making 6 inch figures, being particularly infamous for the aforementioned Marvel Legends line, a massive collection of Marvel figures that have a somewhat negative stigma among hardcore collectors for cheaper production value relative to their $25 USD price point.

Those complaints however are much harder to carry over to the Ultimates as far as I'm concerned. Every single character looks fantastic and extremely game-accurate, packed with detail and accessories, making them both great display pieces and fun to just play around with.

The line was released in two waves, each consisting of both individual character boxes and two packs. Each character came out at about 20 USD, with two packs predictably being about 40 USD. Reinhardt is a bigger figure in a big box, so he costs a bit extra, but you can find him for decent prices still.

Wave 1 consisted of Tracer, Sombra, Lucio, Reaper*, and Reinhardt individually, with two packs consisting of Pharah+Mercy (teehee) and Soldier 76+Ana*.

Wave 2 introduced Zarya, Junkrat, and Cassidy individually, and a two pack of Genji and Hanzo. It also has several recolors, with the only notable one for here being a 4-pack of Genji, Zarya, Pharah, and D.va, all featuring Carbon Fiber/Midnight skins.

So. Slight hiccup: Reaper, Ana, and D.va don't get their default skins in this line. Reaper only has Blackwatch Reyes look (seen above), Ana has her Shrike design (her masked vigilante look), and D.va only has the Midnight skin. She also doesn't come with her Meka, in addition to not being available by herself in-box. Reaper and D.va have alternatives that are higher quality and have the default skins, but Ana's only 6 inch figure is the Shrike design, so it's unfortunately my best recommendation.

From here, we're gonna keep a running total of how many characters we have figures for. I'm only going to keep a total of Overwatch 1's roster of 32 heroes, since OW2's new heroes have next to nothing as of now.

So with the Ultimates line, we have 12 characters with their default skins, but 3 more if you're willing to accept an alternative skin as a substitute, bringing us a "generous" total of 15 out of 32. Already almost halfway there!

If I didn't make it clear already, I highly recommend the Ultimates line, it's super affordable for such a good quality set of figures. I said before each figure was priced at 20 USD MSRP, but especially with online secondhand listings, the average is really closer to 15 per figure. Thanks to listings of multiple figures (called a "lot" if you're looking for them on those sites), you can pretty easily find multiple figures bundled together for less than they tend to be individually. Personally speaking, I've gotten 3 separate lots for less than 150 USD total, and already have the majority of the unique figures, and most of the extra recolors to boot. Seriously, don't slouch on this line, the value of what you get for what you paid is great. Just don't expect to find too many of them in physical retail stores, but maybe nab them if you manage to get lucky and find one for a good price.

But if you want something that's a bit higher quality in exchange for a higher price point, while still roughly fitting in with the Hasbro line, then that brings us to our next set of figures

Good Smile's Figma

Good Smile is a Japanese company that makes high-quality collectibles based on a variety of franchises, primarily anime and games. Their Figma line consists of 6 inch scale figures with extremely high-quality detail, extensive articulation, and tons of accessories to enable a variety of poses.

...If your first instinct as a collector is "wow, that sounds like it'll be really expensive!", then good job, you'd be correct! Between production costs and the extra complications of importing from another country, Figmas are pretty pricey to come by.

But what of their Overwatch offerings? Well...

We have 10 figures total here, 6 of which are familiar faces. Tracer, Genji, Pharah, Mercy, Soldier 76 (though he seems rare, don't count on finding him easily), and the cowboy guy are all here if you want a premium alternative to the Hasbro line for those heroes. For the extra money, you get better sculpting detail, better and more thorough paint jobs, more articulation, and more accessories, including better quality weapons, more hand poses, and even alternate face swaps. You can also take off Pharah's helmet or the cowboy's hat. These are substantial improvements, which... you'd hope for with the money, but whether they're worth it compared to the Ultimates alternatives is really up to you.

Speaking of alternates though, we get to the default skins for D.va and Reaper that I alluded to earlier. Reaper is about all you could hope for, while D.va comes with more accessories like a can of Nano Cola, her hat from the Shooting Star cinematic, and... still no Meka.

We do have some new faces here too: Widowmaker and Zenyatta. Both of which are fantastic figures with tons of accessories... and also the Figma price tag in full swing. Zen in particular I've rarely seen listed for less than 100 USD. He's probably my most wanted but least likely to get soon official figure.

So, back to our running total, we can add 2 more brand new figures, and also get to add the default designs for Reaper and D.va, making our generous total 17 of 32, and if we feel like being mean to Ana then we're at 16/32, exactly halfway.

And if we stick exclusively to official 6 inch scale figures... that's where the list stays.

But if we're willing to bend our expectations a bit, then we can look into some alternative options, starting with Good Smile's smaller scale line...

Good Smile's Nendoroids

Nendoroids are Good Smile's smaller figure line, featuring chibi designs of a wider range of characters, but with the general production value you'd expect from Good Smile, with the details and accessories not far from the Figma line. According to the website, most go for about 45 USD from the start, but secondhand listings may vary. The figures are on average about 10 cm, or about 4 inches for my fellow americans. They definitely don't fit exactly into our collection, but let's look at what's on offer for Overwatch anyways:

15 figures total, the majority of which we've already seen before in a more proper scale.

With that said, I do want to point out a special note with one hero here we've seen before:

We finally got a Tokki!!! Designed so D.va can fit into it and everything!!

...Sold separately. For. A lot. I haven't seen many listings either, so don't get your hopes up too high for nabbing this one.

As for the others, we have 3 heroes we haven't seen yet: Mei, Torbjorn, and a surprising appearance from Ashe, the newest hero we've seen so far. All of these come packed with accessories, including... B.OB.!

Well. I didn't say you get all of him.

Now, getting a high-quality item for Ashe is cool, but the real highlight of the line for me is Torbjorn. He comes loaded with articulation like a movable welding mask, and tons of accessories including an articulated turret, and even an armor pack from before his rework! The real reason I mention him though is. Well. It's Torbjorn. Aside from the one anime eye and some slightly off proportions, he's not gonna be too far off from what you'd want from Torb in a 6 inch scale. Better than the solution on my shelf currently at least, but we'll get there.

So, again, this line isn't exactly what this kind of collection is for, but if you want high production value, good accessories, and a better (but still a bit high) price point than the Figmas, then I think these would be a nice addition to the collection, if you don't mind a couple heroes being a bit on the stubbier side than usual.

Adding these to our gratuitous estimate, we're up to a clean 20/32 heroes! Not too bad, but there's one more note I'd like to touch on here before we move on to the last set of "figures" I'm gonna go over.

We've actually gotten confirmation that nendoroids for Kiriko and Sojourn are on the way!

Kiriko looks to be coming sooner, which makes sense considering. Japan. But hey! Cool to see OW2 heroes get something!

But to round out our cast of OW1 heroes... I dunno. I think we might have to take some... drastic measures.

Funko pops.

I don't think Funko Pops need as much of an introduction as the other stuff we've talked about today. The menace of every fandom-pandering mall store, it's hard to like anything even tangentially nerdy without one of these blank-eyed menaces taking the semblance of its cast.

Now, okay, these barely quantify as "figures". Even most dedicated Funko Pop collectors would be self aware enough to admit that. But remember my "one point of articulation" rule from earlier? Well. You can move the head around. That's. Something.

The main reason we're here though is that we're getting desperate. We've got 12 more characters to find, and have already ran out of actually decent figure lines with more characters. If they don't have a Funko of the character, they don't have anything for 'em.

And well, good news: almost every OW1 hero has a Funko Pop! And not only that, they're some pretty above-average Funkos to boot. Not just in quality, but even size for a few of them. Bastion, Roadhog, Winston, Orisa, and Wrecking Ball are all 6 inch "super size" pops, which at least helps them feel a little more in line than just the standard 3.5 inch ones. There's also pops of Symmetra, Doomfist, Moira, Brigitte, Baptiste, and even Echo. Every other hero we've already discussed also has one too. Even B.O.B. has a 6 inch funko! Currently the only one I have is Torb, who's on my Overwatch shelf as a rough proximity to scale with the others.

There's also more skin variants than I care to count, including OW2 variants for Tracer, Genji, Reaper, and Cassidy.

But yeah, add those new heroes up, and that brings us to... ...31.

31 out of Overwatch 1's cast of 32 heroes has a Funko Pop or other, higher-quality figure.

If you haven't been keeping a head count, that leaves Sigma out as the only one with nothing.

Don't feel too bad for him though, he's got every single Overwatch 2 hero keeping him company. Sojourn and Kiriko included, but at least they've got Nendoroids confirmed on the way. If you're curious why they skipped him but not Echo, it's because Echo is in a small wave of Overwatch 2 branded pops.

Now, if you feel like I've been too kind to Funko here, I'm gonna fix that real quick, because there's one more officially licensed series of figures right now. Good news, they're actual, non-chibi figures.

Bad news?

Funko's Overwatch 2 Action Figures

If you ever want to know what it sounds like to have a wet fart in Action Figure form, then pick up one of these things.

Other than featuring the Overwatch 2 designs, making them the only real poseable figures to do so right now, these things are completely worthless. First off, they're 3.75 inch scale, noticeably smaller than either of the other proper figure lines. They're also much, much, MUCH lower quality, not just in terms of looks (the style for Tracer's face makes me mad) and lacking accessories, but just general production quality. I've heard it's EXTREMELY common for limbs to be so loose on these things, the legs tend to fall out.

they're... technically at a lower price point. But they're still such mediocre figures, I can't in good faith recommend these to basically anyone. Get the decent pops like Bastion or Orisa instead if you for some reason insist on giving Funko money, at least those won't literally fall apart on you.

So, I said earlier Funko was our last stop, but there's one more thing I want to gloss over that some of you might've been thinking about already

Lego Overwatch

I didn't bring these up earlier since They don't quite count, and they feel like they warrant a full separate post once I get my hands on some of them where I can go into more detail, but Overwatch has a variety of Lego sets, featuring a good chunk of the cast in minifigure form, and some of the cast in a form that's slightly less "Mini", with Winston and Roadhog being special "bigfigs".

Reinhardt and D.va come in a set together featuring their armor and Meka respectively as the main builds of the set. It does mean that Rein outside of the armor is disturbingly normal size relative to the rest of the cast, but hey, cool builds aside from that. Hoping to get these soon actually.

I don't know how well these measure up to scale with the proper figures, but I wouldn't count on them fitting with anything besides the Lego sets, and in that context they look a little too big, but it's whatever.

Wrecking Ball also has a buildable mech, again not counting on it to scale great with the non-lego figures, but it's a fun-looking set still.

Going even bigger though, and we reach Lego Bastion.

Yeah this is why that cross promotion skin exists. It's a buildable Lego Bastion! It transforms! It's so massive it might actually fit close enough to the 6 inch scale! Ganymede looks... less than great, but hey, I'm not complaining too much besides that!

Obviously it's not DX9 Freeman (again, check my last post), but it's still really neat, hoping to get my mitts on this one soon too.

So... yeah! There's my breakdown of every major official series of Overwatch figures. Hopefully this helps someone out there get a better idea of what's all available and how complete of a collection they can expect to get. Again, I highly recommend the Hasbro Ultimates series, but really just get whatever you want with your budget and quality standards as a collector. If you get all the Funkos, reskins included, then hey, more power to you. Or if you just think this is neat and have no intent on actually buying any of this stuff, then I hope this rambling was at least entertaining.

(also I accidentally lost the Figma and Nendoroid sections of the post before needing to retype them so yeah this post took way too long to make, so seriously, thanks if you made it through this far.)

#overwatch #overwatch figures #figure collecting #action figures #action figure collecting #long post #like. wow it's long.

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stuart-is-sh0rt · 2 years

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for any fellow edblr users:

i am very very not pro ana and these are not tips just some false info that i see a lot on here that doesnt work or is harmful so these are some facts + science about weight loss and what does and doesnt work so people are aware

‼️‼️‼️**these are gonna sound like the annoying things people without eds always say so plsplspls do not keep reading if u think that will trigger u/not help u/annoy the shit out of u**‼️‼️‼️

- long fasts (24+ hours) do not help (and if they do it is short term) they set your body into starvation mode where all consumed calories are stored as fat and it can damage metabolism long term. another part of the body's starvation is that after a certain time it sends chemicals to the brain increasing cravings and binges

- there are NO FOODS i repeat NO FOODS that can significantly sped up your metabolism. that is not a thing

- u cannot target certain areas of the body to get rid of fat!! the only way to get rid of bodyfat is to burn more calories than you eat.

- multivitamins are not sufficient vitamin intake as your body does not absorb nutrients very well if not from food. there are many practically zero calorie fruits that have a lot of nutrients.

- those workouts that say burn 1000 calories in 30 minutes are not real that is a random number tacked on to make people do it. those workouts burn a little to a a lot of calories depending on the intensity, but 600-1000 is just false

- also something that helps me with cravings/binges just in case it helps u too: cravings are literally just chemicals in your brain, u dont actually want it, its just chemicals

- another thing that helps me is too think about a more short term thing that is affected by food that u can think about because weight loss isnt usually immediate. for me its kinda stupid but it helps me to think about my skin and if im about to eat a candy bar or three bags of chips or whatever i know that it will immediately make be break out, and instead i can eat something like fruit that i know will immediately help. sorry ik its stupid.

#4n0r3x14 #n0t pr0 #4na diary #4na tw #n0t pr0 4na #3atingdisord3r #3ating dis0rder #an4 #4n4r3x14

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skiniibuniii · 6 months

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my dream room

the rest of the house wouldnt matter, i wouldnt leave my room.

the walls would be painted black. pink shelves sit, cluttered and haphazardly nailed apon them. manga of all colors cover the many of shelves, while the rest hold sakura hatsune miku and my melody and kuromi figures. the door is too close to it's second wall to hold a shelf. on the other side of the door, theres a metal coat hanger covered in black hoodies and coats and my white plush bunny backpack.

following the wall to the right-hand corner is a big stuffed animal pile. soft plushies of sanrio characters and my little ponies and gloomy bears and gloomy bunnies (my favorites). against both the right wall and the wall parallel to the door sits my bed. my cute pastel-rainbow comforter is kicked off the end of the bed, showing the black sheets underneath. white you cant see the blood stains very well, suspiciously places white smears shine throughout the sea of black. my big unicorn lays on top, against the wall with one of his arms out reaching as if he is saying "itll be okay, come give me a hug." his head rests apon my vintage carebears pillowcases, ive had thouse since i was a little kid. my favorite gloomy bunny, the pink one with rainbow ears and feet, sit on my pillows. even with the cum and blood and crumbs in the bed, it seems so welcoming and comforting. as if nothing more in the world would feel safer than snuggling up in that dirty bed.

the wall next to the bed has a nightstand. small and wood, shittily painted white. atop it sits a bottle of vodka, a boxcutter, and 2 razor blades. one of them is new, i guess the other one is getting dull. My computer's here too, kinda surprised i didnt just leave it on the bed again.

next to that, a window with both blackout curtains and sheer pink curtains. you dont need to see the sun if you cant bare it, but if you can, you can at least see it cute and sweet like candy.

most of the shelves sit on this wall. between two of them sits a collage of both Kurt Cobain and photos of my mother when she was my age. Kurt and Courtney's love sweetly contrast my mother's red hair blue cardigan vodka holding teen photos. Theres some photos of her at Rocky, too. my grandpa used to tell me never to become my mother, before he got cancer. i didnt become her, pop-pop, i became worse.

the final corner of the room, basically in front of the door, sits a dresser overflowing with black and white and red and pink clothing. most of my clothes are stolen from clothing donation boxes outside the grocery store. i tear them up and dye them with arylic paint and scribble on them with sharpies in and pathetic attempt to feel unique and express myself. as if i change my clothes enough to need all of them.

on top of the dresser if another old photo of my mom. black and white, wearing my favorite sweater. next to it sits Shadow's ashes and leash. i can never bring myself to get rid of it. next to that, a spider corpse i preserved when i was 13. somehow it still hasnt decomposed, ive never changed the alcohol in it. next to that, the skull of a deer. i watched that deer decompose over a year or so when i was 14. ill never know how it died, but ill cherish its beautiful life forever as it sits on my dresser.

you can watch me walk back into my room now. i act like youre not standing oddly at my dresser as i stumble back into my bed. im wearing a black tank top and pastel purple velvety shorts. god knows how long ive been ana, yet somehow my fatass is still 140lbs. my left arm is covered in cuts, to the point it looks like there isnt even skin there anymore. my right arm just has a few deep ones, same with my left thigh. my right thigh has a huge heart carving within it, right above the knee. i hope you think its as pretty as i do, ive been working on it since i was 12. i curl up into the arms on my unicorn, wrapping them around me. i reach for my laptop and turn it slightly so it doesnt hurt my eyes to look at.

i think its time for you to go.

thank you for stepping into my mind.

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pinkladyapplez · 1 year

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TLDR: somewhat triggering post abt my disorder & recovery journey

I have struggled with disorder my whole life. As a child I picked at my food and tried not to eat bc it was the only control I had in a life with no autonomy. When my parents were fighting I was the referee. When something needed cleaning up, I was given chores. I was there to help, to soothe, to build the illusion that my family was functional and my parents were competent humans. But I did not exist outside of my role, and even as I child I felt this in my heart.

I was starving for love. This pain seemed to go away if I ritualized food behaviors and starved my body along with my heart. I started getting beaten for not finishing my meals. This is where I discovered that feeling over-full felt just as good as starving. It felt like a hug from inside myself, squeezing me tight like I longed to be held. I became a binge eater for the rest of my childhood, my teens and struggled hard with it in my early adulthood (had big girl 💰 to spend on junk).

Determined to stop binging I accidentally developed anorexia, as one does. As my ass and tits and all the reasons boys would talk to me (I hate being hit on by cis boys) melted off my body, I became full of myself and obsessed with my secret weapon. Ana was my only friend. I never became beautiful, but it was never about beauty to me. I wanted to look sick on the outside. I wanted to be sexless. I wanted to be alone, so I could figure out if I was real without someone telling me what I was good for.

When the smallest size of adult clothing started hanging off my body and my moods became irrational I didn’t care. I was pretty happy to turn into a harpy. People would give me weird looks when I was at the store buying veggies and vitamins and Coke Zero with my bones poking through oversized hoodies and my asshole brain thought they were jealous, not gawking at the obviously crazy anorexic.

I was excited to show my family what had become of me, like the scene in Red Dragon where Voldemort shows off his back tat. As expected, they were unimpressed. They held an intervention which I found to be hilarious bc they aren’t working on any of their issues, but yeah, always go for the person with externally presenting symptoms 🫤. I freaked out @ their hypocrisy and was pissed that they didn’t help me when I had BED, or when I was just a kid needing to be myself and not their lil machine.

A month later I am in the back of an ambulance having a heart attack. I ate whatever I wanted for three days bc I was glad to be alive but I felt guilt so heavy I couldn’t continue to just eat. I had to know how many calories I had ate and if I was going to use them or if they were going to make it back on my ass. I wanted to recover and save my life but my mind wouldn’t let me just be normal because it never learned how.

All I want is to just eat to live, but I have the fear that all eating will lead to binge eating. I fear that all weight gain will be either hideous on me or even worse, sexy. Just being seen as anything other than the crazy person on the sidelines fills me with terror. I want to recover but I don’t know how.

I set up this acc to trigger myself but I found a community of caring people on here that help me feel safe in my skin. This place I came to to feed my disorder has helped me understand it and is helping me overcome it, little by little. This place feels like a digital group therapy session for me, and I don’t want to lose my community as I transition into a healthier relationship with myself. I have deleted my ‘spo posts and will unfollow my trigger tags but I am not deleting myself from this space bc I need it💖

If you read this, thank you for your time and I appreciate the support 💗

#disordered eating thoughts #edbllr #ed but not sheeran #notprojustusingthetags #ed vent #ed recovery #eating disoder recovery

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anita-codes · 1 year

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Advanced skin — New York City - 20$ (LIGHT VERSIÓN)

New York City es una skin avanzada de venta múltiple. La compra de la skin viene con una pequeña guía de personalización y respaldo de los códigos al momento de hacer la instalación. ♡

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nxmeolvides · 2 months

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[ LEVER ]: the sender, wanting to sit next to the receiver, places a hand on their shoulder to ease themselves to the space beside them.

Another sunset paints the sky with streaks of pink and blue, the horizon line blooming with orange where it kisses the landscape. It’s that time of day where the light is just starting to fade, and Ana can picture it captured in a photo sent home by Maria, lovingly annotated with a biro as her sister pens another letter. Isn’t the view out here lovely?

In different circumstances, she would be happy to agree.

But right now, every new sunset is another day that Maria is gone. Another day of finding no clues, no real help, no anything - her chest feels so tight, she has to wonder if it can last much longer before her bones start to crack. Following her sister’s footsteps throughout Muerto County just doesn’t seem to be getting them anywhere. Or at least, not anywhere fast. Sure, a handful of people have recognised Maria’s face in their missing posters, but what does that matter when they can’t lead them to where she is? What does it matter when all the information they find is something that’s already written down in a letter, or reported to the police?

Nails curling into her palms, Ana tries to push her worries, her frustrations aside, but it’s been getting harder every day. She wants to believe that her sister is out there, that soon they’ll just stumble across her, relatively safe and somewhat sound - but it’s beginning to feel more like a bedtime prayer and less like something she earnestly believes.

The rest of the group had disappeared into the nearby store earlier, stocking up on cheap supplies for another night of camping, and Ana had declined going in with them. At the time, it had seemed like a good decision - that she needed the time to herself, to clear her head, to focus. But instead, all it seems to be doing is letting her worries eat her alive.

She just can’t shake this feeling. A constant, gnawing dread that finds her in the dark, settles on her like moths, and nibbles away at her walls and whispers that they’re too late to do anything at all.

She’s pulled from her thoughts by the press of a hand against her shoulder, and Ana blinks: jumping at the contact and then near-immediately regretful that she did. A brush of skin shouldn’t be enough to spook her, not even close. But, lately she’s been so on edge that just about anything can do it. An embarrassed warmth floods her cheeks, and glancing sideways, she catches a glimpse of freckles on pale legs and short-cut denim as her companion sits down. It takes a moment, but the tension across her shoulders eases at the realisation of who it is.

“Connie.”

The older girl’s name leaves her lips in a murmur, softened by relief. Ana shuffles herself to the side, instinctively offering up a little more space to the redhead in the opened side of the van. It’s the least she can do, after leaving them all to take care of getting supplies on their own. Now she isn’t so lost in her head, it’s beginning to dawn on her how rudely that might have come across. What did they all think of her, anyway, isolating herself like this? She’d promised the group and herself that they were going to find her sister, had practically appointed herself leader of the entire search - but if she just shut herself away, then how were they going to believe she was any help at all?

She has to be better than this. Stronger than this.

“Sorry,” she apologises, conjuring up a smile even if it takes a little forcing. “I – I just got lost in my head. Did I miss anything in there?”

#﹥𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰 ! ›› ic .#[ 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 . ]#fcused #me?? making my first thing on here sad girl ana??? you know it

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0dead-duckie0 · 9 months

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Ana's rules

Distance yourself from food. Distract yourself. Delay eating Decide what your goals really are.

Green tea raises metabolism and is very good for the skin and overall health. Drink it in the morning to increase metabolism for the day. Add lemon to make it more effective and to add a detoxifying aspect.

Hot water with lemon is another good morning drink.

Spicy foods raise metabolism, if you don't like them you can take cayenne pepper capsules available in supplement section of drugstores or health food stores.

Drinking apple cider vinegar is said to raise metabolism, have a few tablespoons, can also be mixed in water (with lemon would be best) or used as salad dressing.

Start the morning with stretching to wake up your muscles, the morning is also the best time to exercise because your body will use stored food (fat) as fuel instead of food you ate. It also processes food better throughout the day and gives you more energy if you exercise in the morning.

Get at least 6 hours of sleep each night, less than this can decrease metabolism by 10% and increase appetite by 15%. You look better and feel better when you have more sleep also if you're sleeping then you're not eating!

Keep good posture, it burns 10% more calories throughout the day. You also look better.

Vitamin B6 and B12 raise metabolism and give you energy.

Eating protein increases your metabolic rate by 14%.

#4norexi4 #i want to be weightless #disordered eating thoughts #4n0rexic #th1gh g@p #4n4t1ps

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puff-mmd · 11 months

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5/26/23

picks up the old lillian and michelle lore and throws it out the window

none of that was good tbh i hate it all now

first off, lillian's name is going to be lillyana, but most people call her lily. she doesn't mind it, she knows her name is long, and lily is the common shortening.

michelle likes to call her 'ana' instead of lily though, after asking her what she would like to be called in short, and hearing that most people called her lily, and that she didn't mind but was rather tired of it, she wanted to do something different.

We are going midwest growing up different love story.

Lillyana is trans now, and likes girls. It was something she always knew about herself - her parents are the kind that love their child no matter what. She has their support, but... others might not feel that same way.

Anyways, growing up she gravitated towards the girls section ever since she was old enough to walk on her own. She loved picking out dresses and skirts, though her mother would often buy her different ones than the ostentatious pieces she would bring to her ("honey i don't think the bright green tutu and dusty pink blouse are a good idea.")

It also brought a challenge to her mom when she was old enough to go to the restroom at a store by herself for the first time.

"Wait dear, don't-"

She stopped herself. Lillyana (then called Lucas, but very rarely) looked back at her mother, hand on the door to the women's restroom. Others in the crowd turned their heads, typical fashion of a Wal-mart shopper that's too nosy for their own good.

Catherine felt the burning eyes on her and her child, knowing there would be suspicions if she directed them to the men's bathroom.

She quickly walked over, and knelt down, quietly whispering but still loud enough to be hear by some of the crowd, "Don't sit right on the seat, use toilet paper okay? Just like I showed you."

She nodded her head and gave a "Yup" before heading in to do her business.

Catherine sighed.

Crisis averted.

I think when she's 6, her parents bring up going to school and talk to Lucas about it. They know if they go with the name Lucas and their appearance, it's bound to raise questions. They ask them if they were to be called something else, what would they like?

"Lily!"

Her mother always liked the name lillyana and has talked about it before to her husband, but with having two "sons", that never presented itself as an option for a name.

Her face brightened as her oldest child exclaimed the name she loved most. (Even if it may have only been because her mother talked about it so much.)

And so when she started going to school, she registered her as Lillyana Walker. It was best if no one really knew, she thought. If there had ever been an emergency and someone had to know, well...

They would deal with that if it came.

Fortunately, that never happened.

Eventually, i think when she's 9 or 10, they do end up legally changing her name.

I do think as Lillyana gets older, her parents do talk to her about what how she is as well. Of course, she always had this feeling somehow that she was different than other girls, and it wasn't until a presentation at her school that made her realize just what was different. I'd imagine her sitting with the other girls, and she doesn't say anything, but she's visibly confused ("I don't look like that down there...")

Now as for when she meets Michelle.

They meet when Lillyana goes away to college. It's not much bigger or fancier than any community college, and it's not very far from where she lives. Just far enough that she wouldn't want to drive there and back every day. (Plus her scholarships covered room and board, lucky her)

On her first day, she walks in to one of her classes, and when she sees her, everything in her screams to sit by her.

Dark skin, black hair twisted into ornate braids; her stylish outfit and simple but effective makeup draw Lillyana's eyes to her like a moth to flame. She had to be one of the prettiest girls she had ever seen (though to be fair, her graduating high school class of 116 didn't make that hard).

She eyes the seat near the girl at her table, and sits across from her.

Lillyana soon finds out the girl's name (Michelle), and as they sat at the same table, become introduction partners. The professor thought it would be fun to have an impromptu "learn about your table mate and then present 3 things you learns about them" instead of normal introductions. What else would be expected of a speech and language professor after all?

The two girls leave the class together, laughing about how eccentric the professor was.

It turns out, Michelle is from a small town not very far from Lillyana's - about 30 minutes south of her hometown.

They both live on campus, and may I say they start seeing each other quite a bit. Even during summers, they visit each other often.

The town where the college they go to is probably bigger than a town, not quite a big city but definitely more diverse and crowded. I say this because i have a scene in my head of Michelle taking Lillyana to a gay bar at some point, and that's kinda when they start to realize "wait i think i like this girl"

Michelle is also bi now. Because i said so.

And is also why Michelle doesn't mind that Lillyana has a penis. Even if she was a lesbian, i don't think she'd care - she sees Lillyana as a woman no matter what's between her legs (only that she kinda wants to be between them herself//coughs)

As far as how Lillyana feels about herself, she had taken hormone treatments during puberty (thanks to having had supportive parents), but never considered any kind of surgery. She never felt uncomfortable with herself (aside from the confusion that presentation had caused her), and cannot stand the idea of scalpels or surgery, she is kind of a baby when it comes to that stuff.

This feels like a natural direction for their story somehow. It's still sweet and mostly wholesome, but I am definitely thinking there may be some caveats thrown their way given several things about their relationship.

But! They are my girls and if I want them to overcome those things and be happy together i can make that happen!

......anyways i think a crossover with them and Ciro and kaisei would be funny. They are very different but also kinda similar in ways and i like that.

#oc #rambles #bring back a couple of girl from 2016 because i just felt like it

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Prompt: Anakin and Obi-Wan are both stressed and need a break, and so they decide to go on a picnic date 💝

I needed this my friend, thank you 🥺💖💖 I admit writing has been a bit difficult lately, so I needed something easy and fluffy! This is just set in a cute lil modern au 🥰

Anakin hums to himself as he packs the basket with everything he picked up earlier especially for today. He had found the large basket at the thrift store this morning, along with an antique candlestick and a slightly chipped, but still pretty, saucer he also found, packed carefully along one side of the basket lined with fabric. He's not very good at packing and organizing things just right, but he tries to make this look good and puts effort into every little detail.

After the decor, he packs napkins with extra to spare just in case, two reusable water bottles, and all the food he has carefully prepared. He might not have made it all himself, but he did his best to still make it special. The basket ready, he sends a quick text to Obi-Wan to meet him outside of the library where Obi-Wan has ensconced himself today to prepare for the upcoming semester, so that they can be together for lunch. Then he gathers the basket and the blanket to sit on, checks that Artoo still has enough water in his dish, and heads out of their house.

It's a short walk to the library, made better because the weather is beautiful, not too hot for the end of summer but with the sun still shining warm on his skin. He gets a text back from Obi-Wan along the way telling him he'll be waiting for him, which is good. Anakin was worried he might have to drag Obi-Wan away from his lesson planning, and that might be embarrassing for both of them under the eyes of the library's director, Jocasta Nu.

Obi-Wan has his bag slung over his shoulder when Anakin spots him outside of the library, waiting in the little garden area. Anakin gives him a grin and lifts a hand in greeting, and Obi-Wan smiles widely back before jogging over to meet him. "Where are we going?" Obi-Wan asks in lieu of a greeting, looking curiously at the basket Anakin holds. Anakin gestures to him and they start walking down the sidewalk.

"We're having a picnic in the park," Anakin states, looping his arm through Obi-Wan's.

"Oh?" Obi-Wan asks with a raised eyebrow, a smile growing on his lips.

"Yep," Anakin says proudly. "You've been far too stressed lately with the semester starting soon, and I know I've been busy with work too, and we haven't gotten to spend as much time together," Anakin explains. "So I wanted to do something special." Obi-Wan looks over at him, his eyes soft and fond.

"Anakin, I love you," he murmurs, and Anakin ducks his head, slightly embarrassed but happy.

"You better," he jokes, knocking his shoulder against Obi-Wan's playfully. "I love you, too," he says a moment later, and Obi-Wan bumps his own shoulder lightly against Anakin's.

"What have you got in there?" Obi-Wan suddenly asks, leaning over to try and lift the edge of the blanket to look inside the basket.

"No peeking, you'll just have to wait and see!" Anakin says with a laugh, batting Obi-Wan's curious hand away.

"Alright, alright, fine," Obi-Wan says with a big sigh, but he's still smiling wide enough that the crinkles in the corners of his eyes are furrowed deep. They continue walking the short distance to the park, turning into its entrance once they reach it. Along the way they meet a dog that their owner allows them to pet, and Anakin smiles so much that his face hurts as he watches Obi-Wan coo over the fluffy dog.

"Why don't you act like that with Artoo?" Anakin asks him once they continue on, and Obi-Wan turns to arch an eyebrow at him.

"We have a love-hate relationship," he says seriously. "It's not my fault he's an ornery old cat. We just show our affection for each other in . . . unique ways." Anakin starts laughing before Obi-Wan even finishes, and soon Obi-Wan joins in.

"Maybe we'll have to get a dog sometime," Anakin says once they stop, already planning it out in his head, especially with the way Obi-Wan's eyes light up at that. "Come on, this is the spot I want us to sit at," Anakin says, grabbing Obi-Wan's hands and pulling him after him until they get to a stretch of grass between a gazebo and a little stream. Anakin gets right to work setting up, and he can't get Obi-Wan to let him do it all on his own even when he fights it, so Obi-Wan helps him lay out the blanket before they sit down and Anakin immediately digs through the basket.

"Everything is gluten and dairy free," Anakin begins. He has been eating a lot of allergy friendly foods recently as well in support of Obi-Wan's new-found intolerances. "There's iced tea in the bottles, and I got a ton of berries from that farm stand, a baguette, some jam, and a box of donut holes from the freezer section that are really good," Anakin lists off, getting everything out. He arranges it just so, laying out everything with the decor he brought until he's satisfied. Not hearing a response from Obi-Wan, he looks over at him to see him just staring at him, smiling.

"What?" Anakin says sheepishly, but Obi-Wan leans forward and kisses him softly.

"You're cute," Obi-Wan murmurs when he pulls back slightly, and Anakin can feel himself blush. "And thank you." A light breeze brushes over them as they kiss once more, sweet and slow until they part to lean their foreheads together.

"Okay, now let's eat," Anakin says with one last kiss to Obi-Wan's lips, who suddenly pouts.

"What if I just want to eat you?" Obi-Wan says quietly, teasingly, and Anakin feels himself blushing even more. He pulls back to gently shove Obi-Wan in the chest.

"Obi-Wan, not here, I don't want to be charged for public indecency," Anakin says with a laugh, and Obi-Wan winks at him before reaching for the container of berries. "Wait, wait, I need a picture first to capture this moment," Anakin says quickly, fumbling for his phone to take a quick picture of his set up. Obi-Wan indulges him, and stays still when Anakin takes a selfie of the two of them until Obi-Wan suddenly kisses his cheek and makes the picture blurry. But it's still his favorite shot.

By the time they dig into the food, a few bugs have started buzzing around them or crawling up onto their blanket, and there's definitely a rock that Anakin is sitting on, but that doesn't deter it from feeling lovely and romantic. They lean against one another and share bites of food, listening to the bubbling water and the chorus of grasshoppers and the faint sound of children playing at the playground. There isn't much to talk about, but that's alright. They can just enjoy each other's company in this way and make something special out of an ordinary day, during a stressful week.

And in this moment, they're okay.

#thinking about this prompt really helped during the two hours i was in the mri machine yesterday lol #also obiwan having a gluten and dairy intolerance is totally a projection #sorry if writing is slow/sporadic in the coming weeks! a lot is happening and im trying to take care of myself <3 #obikin #obikin fanfiction #obikin fic #asks #claire's stuff

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jeonsjiddies · 1 year

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Only Yours - drabble | myj [m]

- Pairing: Yoonji x reader

- Genre: Smut, pwp

- Word Count: 1.3k

- Summary: Your girlfriend has a surprise waiting for you.

A/N: Sorry this took forever! It is unedited, but @ana-rose1 did beta for me because she's the greatest. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think? Read the story this is based off of here.

“Yoonji, what is going on?” you giggle as your girlfriend leads you through your shared apartment.

“You’ll see, we’re almost there,” she assures, her voice becoming lower, her hot breath fanning against your ear.

Your body alights with shivers, her firm grip on your hips intoxicating you as she leads you down the hallway.

“Ready, babygirl?” Her voice is taunting, her fingertips traveling slowly up your sides and to the blindfold, peeling it from your eyes and allowing your vision to be restored.

You look around the room, letting your eyes focus. That’s when you see it. The object on the floor, resembling a mechanical horse saddle; a Sybian.

“Yoonji?”

“Mmm… do you like it?” She asks, letting her warm breath fan over your neck as she begins peppering kisses along your exposed skin.

“I… it looks fun.”

Yoonji squats in front of you, hooking her thumbs into your skirt and panties, pulling them both down at once, sucking in a breath at the sight of your arousal coating your underwear.

“Wet already? You’re such a little slut, always ready to be stuffed with some cock, aren’t you?”

“It comes with different attachments, but since this is your first time, I thought I’d go easy on you,” she smiles as you eye the average sized dildo.

“What other ones does it come with?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, pretty girl.”

You clench your thighs at her authoritative tone and the promise held in it. Yoonji gets down on her knees and trails her fingers along your thighs and your outer folds, teasing you.

“Do you think this tight little pussy can take that? Or should I stretch you out a little first…?”

“Please, Yoonji.”

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86 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

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Taehyung never intended for things to go this far. He didn’t mean to get so caught up in you, but he had been captivated by you from the very first moment his eyes landed on your bright smile. You stood from your chair when his new manager introduced him to you, stating that you’d be working closely together from now on. Your eyes were so kind when you reached for his hand and shook it, your skin so soft. Taehyung could barely breathe in your shining presence, his eyes roaming over your features quickly, committing them to memory.

“Nice to meet you, Taehyung. I’m Y/N. I’m excited to work together.”

The way your lips moved when you spoke had Taehyung in a trance, wondering idly how they’d feel pressed against his own or wrapped around his cock… He shook the thoughts from his head and returned your enthusiasm, shaking your hand and sending you his most charming smile.

“I can’t wait,” he’d told you.

That night he’d searched you up on Instagram, scrolling through your profile in an attempt to learn more about you. Of course, you didn’t have it on private. You were so sweet, so naive, and trusting. Taehyung sighed to himself, you needed someone to watch over you, to protect you from those who might want to do you wrong. His gaze flickered over your third most recent picture before it narrowed.

The photo stared back at him, taunting him. A man stood next to you, giving the camera a half-smile, minimal effort, while your soft, supple lips were pressed against the man’s cheek. Taehyung felt sick to his stomach. How dare this man not treat you like a queen? He clearly didn’t care about you, not even enough to smile for a photograph. If that were him, he’d have pulled you closer, smiled the brightest smile, done a whole photoshoot for you. He would treat you better. That man didn’t deserve you.

He knew he needed to be subtle about this, moving too fast or coming on too strong would scare you away and ruin everything. Baby steps. Patience. Taehyung could be patient, for you. He could do anything for you, the girl with the contagious smile and the most beautiful voice, every word that left your lips his new favorite sound. He continued to scroll through your social media, writing down notes on the things you liked, the places you frequented. He noticed a quaint little coffee shop in several of your tagged photos, was it near your house?

He’d find out soon enough, but for now, he decided to print out his favorite photo from your Instagram and pin it to his board along with his notes. Some might find his methods strange, but Taehyung found that the board helped him to organize his thoughts, to plan better. His plan had to be flawless, he couldn’t afford to make a mistake and let you slip away. He wouldn’t let that happen. He was going to make you his.

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The next morning you arrived to work 15 minutes late, hair disheveled, and un-caffeinated. Somehow, your alarm clock had been turned off and didn’t wake you on time, so you barely had time to throw your hair in a messy bun, change into work attire, and run out the door. You didn’t even have time to stop for coffee, your caffeine headache already starting to creep in. You put your head down on your desk, whimpering quietly. A shadow appeared, blocking the fluorescent lights from assaulting your vision and you glanced up to see Taehyng. You sat up straighter and fixed your wrinkled blouse, greeting him with a half-hearted smile.

“Good morning, Taehyung. How are you?”

“Better than you, it looks like,” he chuckled before setting down a cup of coffee in front of you - your favorite kind from your favorite cafe!

“Oh my god! My hero!”

You gushed, immediately taking the warm drink into your hands and inhaling the soothing scent before pressing the lid to your lips and taking a drink. The hot liquid slid down your throat and your soul immediately felt peace, a satisfied sigh escaping .

Taehyung smiled to himself, watching you with amusement, “rough morning?”

“The roughest,” you whined, “but you just made it all better. Thank you so much, Taehyung!”

“You can call me Tae,” he smiled encouragingly, “and it’s no problem. I figured if we’re going to be working together, it would be good to start off on the right foot.”

“You don’t know how much I appreciate you, I’ll pay you back for this,” you promised, reaching for your purse but Taehyung’s hand reached out to stop your movements.

“Don’t worry about it, really.”

“Well, thank you, Tae,” you smiled gratefully and hearing his nickname fall from your shiny lips had Taehyung’s heart whirring to life, the small droplet of coffee traveling down your chin to the valley of your breasts causing his dick to twitch as well. He shifted, trying to subtly hide his boner. He smiled at you and walked back over to his desk before his problem became noticeable, his heart beating erratically in his chest.

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Later in the day, it had been slow for about an hour and you were losing your mind sitting silently at your desk trying to find something to do. You glanced over at Taehyung who sighed and blew a piece of hair out of his face before checking the time. You stood and walked over to him, plopping your bottom down on his desk and smiling down at him.

“Hey, Tae.”

“Y/N, hello. How are you?”

“Bored out of my mind. I hate it when I get stuck waiting for replies and have to wait to move forward,” you whined,

“So I thought I’d come keep you company in the meantime.”

“I’m honored to help ease your boredom,” he smirked playfully.

You giggled and peeked over the documents he was working on, scrunching your nose in distaste.

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Toxic Masterlist

Toxic is finally here! Send me an ask to be added to the taglist. <3 Update schedule to come.

Summary: Taehyung would do anything to make you his. Stalker!Taehyung

Warnings: yandere behavior, toxic behavior, manipulation, obsession, stalking, isolation, nonconsensual pornography,

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This is NOT healthy behavior. This is not okay. If someone ever tries to treat you like this, RUN or use resources like these :

Victim Connect Resource Center

Crisis Text Line

Love Is Respect Helpline: 1-866-331-9474.

National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1-800-799-7233.

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Toxic: Teaser

Summary: Taehyung would do anything to make you his.

Teaser Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: yandere, toxic behavior, obsession, stalking, nonconsensual pornography, phone sex, masturbation, use of stolen panties?

Taehyung had just stepped out of the shower when his phone rang. He groaned and trudged over to answer it, his eyebrows raising along with the corner of his lip when he saw your name flash across the screen. Ever since he’d come to your rescue that night at your apartment, you’d been contacting him more, wanting to be around him more. You’d visit his desk more often, coming up with questions you already knew the answer to, creating problems and asking him for help because IT takes way too long.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Tae. What are you up to?”

“Just got out of the shower, so I'm about to get dressed. You?”

You paused, the mental image of him in nothing but a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, hanging low and exposing his v-line, droplets of water slowly dripping down his tanned skin… you swallowed.

“Just bored. I was wondering… nah, nevermind it’s dumb,” you backtracked, suddenly too nervous to follow through with your plan.

“No, what is it?” He pressed.

“I was wondering if… maybe you could just talk to me? I just want to hear your voice. Tell me a story or something?” You bit your lip nervously waiting for a reply.

“Okay,” he agreed easily, pulling up the footage from the teddy bear he’d given you.

You were in bed, nothing but a sports bra and a flimsy pair of pajama shorts that clung to your thighs like Taehyung wanted to cling to them.

“When I was in high school, I had this friend who really liked magic,” Taehyung began, attempting to entertain you while watching closely to your reactions.

“Mhm,” you encouraged, your hand coming up to knead at your breast.

Taehyung’s eyes widened, momentarily pausing before he continued the story.

“He would do card tricks every day at lunch, but they never actually worked,” he continued.

You listened, not responding, holding the phone to your ear with one hand and kneading your breast with the other, occasionally pinching and pulling at your nipple. Soon, you discarded the fabric covering your tits altogether, biting back a moan while you kneaded and pinched while listening to Taehyung speak. The soft timbre of his low voice just did things to you and you couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy he had sounded the previous Friday when he presented his PowerPoint to your boss. The way he licked his lips while he spoke, the way his body moved with so much power. You whimpered out loud and Taehyung’s breath caught in his throat.

“Sorry, stubbed my toe, go ahead,” you lied, putting yourself on mute to avoid any further distractions. You put Taehyung on speaker and laid the phone by your head while you shimmied off your sleep shorts, revealing your bare pussy to Taehyung’s hungry eyes, unbeknownst to you of course. You played with your outer lips for a bit before slipping a finger inside and collecting your arousal, spreading it along your pussy, biting your lip at the feeling of the lubrication gliding over your clit.

It took everything inside of Taehyung, every ounce of self control he possessed to keep his cool and pretend he didn’t know what you were doing to yourself, using him to get yourself off. He swallowed thickly and kept talking, his eyes trained on you while you rubbed your finger in circles around your bundle of nerves before sliding it inside your heat. You moaned, which Taehyung heard through the one Bluetooth earpiece he’d connected to his computer so he could listen to you without getting caught while you listened to him. His cock was throbbing with need but he couldn’t distract himself, he had to play it cool.

You gasped and your back arched off your bed while you pleasured yourself to the sound of Taehyung’s voice. You blindly reached towards your bedside table for your vibrator, quickly inserting it inside yourself and imagining Taehyung’s shaft was buried inside you instead. You whimpered his name and it nearly sent Taehyung into cardiac arrest, sucking in a stunned breath. You froze, sitting up and asking if he could hear you, but he just continued the story as if nothing happened. You melted with relief, sliding the toy back inside your heat and groaning, turning the volume up on your phone so it sounded like he was speaking right into your ear.

“Turns out he was super good at the disappearing rabbit trick though, kinda turned him into a girl magnet believe it or not,” he told you while you pressed the vibrator deeper inside, your body beginning to shake.

“Fuck, yeah, Taehyung, right there! Oh Tae!”

Your moans were music to Taehyung’s ears, he couldn’t believe he was the one causing them. He only wished he could be there in person to cause them, show you how good he could make you feel. But you weren’t ready yet. You would come to him (and for him) soon. You were on your way. You screamed out his name as your orgasm washed over you and Taehyung whimpered quietly to himself, but if you could hear him, you gave no indication of it, falling to your bed with a thud and panting heavily.

“Then during the talent show he did that trick where you cut someone in half,” he kept talking, pretending he didn’t know what you had just done, and you closed your eyes with a smile, just listening to the vibrato of his voice for a while.

Soon, the story was over and you were almost asleep, content and happy after a wonderful masturbation session.

“Did you get what you needed from me?” Taehyung asked, his tone slightly darker, almost seductive.

“W-what?” You asked, your heart thumping erratically. Had he heard you touching yourself and calling out his name? Surely not. You had muted. You had checked!

“Did you get what you needed? Whatever you called for?” He rephrased, evening his tone out.

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My #1 post of 2022

- Pairing: jungkook x reader

- Genre: Smut, pwp

- Word Count:~ 1.3k

- Warnings: unprotected sex, praise kink, degradation (use of names like slut, whore) , pet names, public sex, dirty talk, oral (female recieving), marking, dom jungkook, multiple orgasms, cream pie, light breast/nipple play, teasing, cum eating

Note: this is unedited, the banner done on mobile, I wrote it in like 15 minutes because a show got to me lol

- Summary: you can never resist jungkook

You absentmindedly wiped down counters, your mind drifting away from you as you recalled the events that had unfolded the previous week. You couldn’t shake the image from your mind of Jungkook with his arms wrapped around someone else. You shook your head, trying to dissipate the images and continued to work. Even though it was a marriage of convenience, he was engaged! Even if he didn’t love her, didn’t he owe her the respect of being faithful? Your mind wandered to the illicit activities you’d participated in, unknowingly making yourself the other woman. Your core clenched at the memory of Jungkook’s face between your thighs and you forced down a whimper. It was like you could still smell his cologne… suddenly, you were pressed up against a wall, two thick, veiny, tattooed arms caging you in. You looked up and locked eyes with Jungkook.

“Hello, Princess,” he purred, his eyes alight with adrenaline as if he were a predator who’d finally cornered its prey.

“Jungkook,” you breathed in disbelief, “what are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you. You’ve been ignoring my calls,” he frowned, one of his hands coming up to stroke your cheek gently.

“Jungkook, you’re engaged!”

You used the opportunity to slip from the wall and back away from him, trying to put distance between your bodies and clear your head from his intoxicating scent. All you wanted was to reach up and wind your fingers into his hair but you forced yourself to step back. Jungkook was never one to give up easily though, immediately trailing after you with cautious, calculated steps.

“You know that’s just for business, babygirl. She means nothing to me.”

“Still, this is wrong, we can’t-“

Jungkook pounced, taking your momentary distraction as opportunity and caging you in once more, his nose gently running up your neck as he inhaled before planting a single kiss against the skin there.

“Fuck, you smell so good, Princess. This doesn’t feel wrong to me.”

“Your fiancée-“

“Is a greedy bitch who’s probably doing the same thing right now.”

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