#i did not pee my pants today. it was yesterday

[oceanwithouthermoon]

peed my pants, feeling like akechi touma

#thumbs up #i did not pee my pants today. it was yesterday #saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k. #akechi touma #meows post

[a-sweet-desperate-softie]

Not gonna go into detail but I’ve finally gotten some health/mental health stuff figured out and my insatiable love for omo is back in full force! Long story short, I couldn’t focus long enough to enjoy holding, which sucked. To celebrate here’s a list (in no particular order) of sensations that I haven’t enjoyed in a few months and THOROUGHLY FUCKING ENJOYED yesterday 🤭

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- When you can feel the first signs of fullness, like a warm tingle just above your pubic bone. A light press or a gentle trailing of your fingers sends butterflies all the way to the soles of your feet.

- When you set a fifteen minutes timer on repeat to remind you to drink 8oz of water (except, you get to “celebrate” at the top of every hour with juice, soda, or kombucha) and you KNOW you would be able to hold it all so you start to think of nothing else—eventually, you’re going to have to pee… how’s that gonna end up? In your pants? What pants? What underwear? Where will you be? What will you be doing? Do you want to enjoy it or do you want to feel ashamed? Either way, you’re going to have to pee, so you better start thinking.

- When you pretend to get up and use the toilet every time you feel the urge to pee. You don’t ACTUALLY get to use the toilet of course. No, you do, however, have to sit on the toilet, maybe wipe yourself to make your body feel even more desperate to pee—then you just have to sit there and not pee. It doesn’t matter if you have your pants pulled up or down, getting up and walking to the bathroom because you need to pee and then intentionally not peeing gets really frustrating by the third time in any given hour. And don’t forget to flush and wash your hands! Especially if others are home: we wouldn’t want anyone asking questions about what did or didn’t happen in the bathroom. Plus, don’t you want to caress your nice, warm, wet hands while your bladder is slowly stretching to capacity? 😘

- Mmmmmmm, and then, eventually, the potty dance. I’m convinced that potty dances are just like any other dance. They evolve from one basic movement and any variation from that movement risks losing connection with your body. Maybe you start with the subtle little left-right wiggle of your hips. It might be slow, it might be a little more hurried. Either way, the repetition quenches your bodies need to feel movement. It WANTS to move all the pee you’ve been collecting in your now slightly bulging bladder but you try to satiate it with your cute little dancing. But the repetition: left… right… left… right… left… it’s blissful until it’s not enough. Then your movements become more exaggerated—basic back and forth won’t cut it any longer. You start to feel your first panic moments. Sudden rushes of desperation cause the sphincter at the base of your bladder and all the small, interconnected stabilizing muscles to start to scream for release. But they’re small little muscles, so you don’t feel them as screams. No, you feel them as the sudden, seemingly-out-of-nowhere, “oh fuck did I just leak???” type of moments. You can’t feel exactly what muscle, what part of that delicate and oh-so-sensitive area finally gave in, but now every other part has to overcompensate for that failure. If you don’t do something more drastic it feels like your whole bladder is just going to burst from your urethra like a water balloon that you never take off the end of the hose. It just fills until the bottom blows out.

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Alright, that’s good for now. I’ve got shjt to do today, but there might be more of this type of recounting throughout today. New adventures await me ☺️

#omorashi #pants wetting #desperation wetting #pee accident #intentional wetting #i’m a puddle on the floor #i’m in a puddle on the floor #stoned omo

[nattblacklupin]

Fierce protector

Pairing: Lord Devlon x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, illyrian soilders inappropriately touching reader (nothing too intense), fighting? (Not really, but still), kinda suggestive at the end but no smut

Summary: Lord Devlon protects his mate no matter what

Masterlist

Everyone in Windhaven was scared of Lord Devlon, one wrong move or word, and he will destroy you the next training. He was especially fierce about training the women in the camp, his mate helped him realise they could be good and useful fighters too. Now it takes one bad word about any woman in the camp, and you got it. Training or, in worst case, punishment that will surely teach everyone their place.

Today was one of these days, and Devlon wasn't letting them go easy today. They spoke too openly about his mate. They should be glad he didn't kill them. Just the thought of yesterday events was making him see red.

He was waiting for his mate to finish her shift in the pub. He told her uncountable times she didn't have to work and that he will take care of her, but she refused every time. Devlon wasn't happy about it, but if his mate wishes to work, he will have it and respect it. His mate matters to him the most and if he has to stay in her pub whole shift just to scare of drunk horny warriors then let it be like that, anything just too see her smile at the end of the day.

Today started as a normal night for both of them. Y/N made sure everyone got their drinks while he was making sure she is alright. The men can get quite handsy, which he totally won't tolerate, not with any woman and totally not with his mate.

"Hello pretty, could you please give us three shots?" One of the soilders yelled at you. He immediately turned to them. It's not something new that men compliment you. He himself does that nearly every day. But he was keeping eye on them. Young warriors often didn't know when to keep their mouth shut. Their table was close to Devlon, so no word that left they shameful mouth didn't miss him. He was still left with a cold mind. Let them fantasise. You would never even get close to them in that way.

You were used to drunk men, their words just pointless part in your night. Their order was quickly done, and you started walking to their table. On your way, you shot Devlon quick smile. You missed him - like it isn't only half an hour since you last kissed him.

Everything was going smoothly, and they didn't do anything stupid till you were leaving them to take care of other orders. One of them whistled and slapped your ass. In a second, his hand was grabbed by your mate, and the soilder was on the ground.

"You wanna try that again?" Devlon growed at him. How dares he touch his mate like that? Only he can do that. The illyrian soldier was nearly peeing his pants while begging for forgiveness. Devlon didn't see through his anger, all his instincts were screaming at him to protect mate and kill any potentional threat to her.

,,Devlon, love, let him go. You can punish him on the training tomorrow. But don't let him destroy the night today. " You knew how to calm down your husband. These little angry scenes were nearly on a daily routine. Devlon could control himself, just not when it came to you, his only weakness.

,,let's go home, love. " you said and took his hand to slowly lead him away from the soilder. He luckily did let go, and his hand went around your waist. ,,talk to my mate like that one more time, and I will literally kill you." He was dead serious when he said that ,,that goes for all of you."

You quickly nodded at your coworker so they knew you were leaving. Everyone was probably happy that you decided to leave sooner, and they didn't have to deal with their angry commander.

The moment you left the pub, you kissed him. The kiss was fast and heated. Nothing sweet about it, but at the moment, you knew that Devlon needed to calm himself somehow, with what you will gladly help him further at home. Your lips left his, and you looked up to smile at him.

,,my fierce protector."

#devlon x reader #acotar x reader #lord devlon x reader #devlon x y/n #lord devlon x y/n #acotar x y/n #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #lord devlon

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

Sleepless Nights- S.Rogers

Summary: Steve wakes up to a cold bed, when looking further into their home, he finds his girl in the kitchen baking.

Pairings: Steve x reader

Warnings: Female reader, Soft!Steve, Sleepy!Steve, mentions of cookies, poor sleeping habits (Let me know if I missed any)

Author's Note: I know I didn't post a fic yesterday but I will try to post two today to make up for that. My asks are open if you have any questions, suggestions or comments, please feel free to ask anything.

My full Masterlist

Word count: 601

Feedback is welcomed and encouraged

Enjoy reading!

Whenever she couldn’t sleep, she cleaned or she baked or she did all of the laundry. She just did something that would keep her mind distracted until she wore herself out. Steve had yet to learn about her late night habits. He always slept like a rock, never once waking or stirring, just snoring the night away. 

One night, he had woken up because he was incredibly cold. When he reached over to her side of the bed, he was met with nothing but the cold sheets. He sat up in the bed, rubbing at his tired eyes and looked around the room. The bathroom light was off so she wasn’t in the bathroom, but then he heard something coming from the kitchen. The smell finally reached his nose, she was baking cookies.

He got out of the bed and made his way towards the kitchen, the aroma was almost overwhelming at this point. As he made his way to the kitchen, he noticed that she had decorated for the holidays. He started to wonder how long she had been awake. Once getting to the kitchen, he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his cheek on her shoulder. She was startled for a moment, not expecting him to be awake at 2 in the morning. “What are you doing, sweetheart? You should be in bed,” He asked her quietly, planting a gentle kiss on the side of her neck.

“Couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d be productive. I decorated a little bit, then I cleaned most of the house, then I did all of the laundry and then I realized that I hadn’t done any of my baking so I started that and now here we are,” She rambled on, turning in his arms so they were face-to-face, “What are you doing up, baby? You usually sleep through the night.”

“Was too cold without you in bed,” He simply stated.

“I’m sorry handsome, I just need to take this batch out of the oven then we can go back to bed.” The couple hung out in the dimly lit kitchen for another 5 minutes, she had pulled the last batch of cookies out of the oven, turned it off and grabbed Steve’s hand. “Let’s get you back to bed. You get grumpy if you don't get enough sleep,” She teased.

“I do not get grumpy!”

“Then what was with that attitude right there, Steve?”

“Oh you are gonna get it, honey.” He scooped her up and carried her to their bedroom, throwing her down on the bed and started tickling her. She was laughing hysterically, limbs flailing about trying to get him off or at least slow down his attack.

“Stevie! I’m gonna pee my pants!” She managed to plead between her laughs.

“Apologize and then I will consider,” He chuckled, his hands easing up on their attack, giving her a little reprieve.

“I’m sorry, you don’t get grumpy!” His hands eased up even more, but not exactly stopping just yet.

“Say you love me then I’ll stop.”

“I love you!” His hands stopped, now resting on her waist.

“I love you,” He smiled at her, nothing but love in his sleepy eyes. Her hands reached up, tangling themselves in his messy hair, pulling his face down to hers, pressing their lips together.

When they pulled away, she could resist teasing him once more, “You do get grumpy though.”

She squealed out a laugh when his hands started their assault again. The only thing heard in their quiet home was the sounds of their laughter.

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #soft!steve #soft!steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female!reader fluff #steve rogers x female!reader #captain america #steve rogers x fem!reader #marvel #the marvel cinematic universe #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #soft!steve rogers

[creoterative]

Uhm... I made another one.

Yeeesss, I know, my finals for this semester are coming up, but leave me some freetime xD

Anyway, my best friend sent me another bunch of funny things kids in kindergarten said and I made another TWDG kids template out of it.

So there.

Enjoy! Xd

PS: I had to rewrite some of them because she gave those to me in german and they wouldn't make sense in english, so... excuse the Florida comment xD

Minnie: "I have a unicorn at home! But I ripped out the horn, so it's a not-so-much-corn now."

Sophie: "I always read books at home, my favorite book is Justin Bieber!"

Louis: "My parents have a swing in their bedroom, it must be so much fun, but I'm never allowed to play with it." (...That was disturbing, send help to the poor boy.)

Duck: *talking about future jobs* "I wanna be a whale!"

Ruby: "Yes, I love Spargel! Oh, what's that?" (It was at this moment, that the little girl learned, Spaghetti and Spargel aren't the same. And for my english friends, Spargel is Asparagus.)

Clementine: "Mommy had a baby yesterday! But it is a little bit ugly."

Marlon: *to the new young woman working there* "My dad said everyone needs a job when they grow up. Why don't you have one?"

Mitch: "Remember when you said that I'm not allowed to play with the water in the sink anymore? *soaked from head to toe* "Because I don't."

Louis: "I don't like cucumbers that grow." ( what .)

Willy: "Did you know, that eggs break apart when you throw them? By the way, where is the cleaning set?"

Brody: "You can't play with us, you don't like coffee!" Violet: "But you never drank coffee either!" Brody: "But I like it, because momma likes it!"

Tenn: "You're my kokong." (He meant Cousin.)

Marlon: "I want my reflection to be alive as well, I want to play with it. That's so unfair!" (He didn't understand the concept of twins yet.)

Violet: "I'd eat that very gladly. I just don't want to."

Willy: *after being asked to help clean up the mess* "No thank you, I like it better this way."

Marlon: "Your pants are ugly." Mitch: "You're wearing the same." (And then Marlon threw a tantrum because he felt insulted.)

Aasim: "I have a bunny at home. But sometimes it changes colour." (Again, Aasim are you okay?)

Louis: "My goldfish went to Atlantis today!" (It died.)

Marlon: "My uncle has no eyes, so he got a dog with eyes. I don't want my eyes either, I want a puppy!"

Clementine: "How long does a strawberry tree grow?"

Mitch: "If bears gotta go for little boys, they pee in their fur."

Louis: "I'm there in a second. Geez, I hate it when people say that, what KIND of second, a long or a short one?!"

Violet: "Tastes ugly."

Ruby: "You need to go home, you have 124 meters fever!"

Sophie: "If you destroy my picture, I'll get world destruction!"

Aasim: "I have to computer now."

Louis: "My tummy feels yucky, can you call my mother in law?"

Marlon: "What do you have there?" Louis: "A cough drop!" Marlon: "Woah, I want a tough drop too!"

Ruby: "I lost my fuck in the sandbox, momma!" (She was talking about her toy truck.)

Minnie: "My mom has circus disturbance." (She meant circular disturbance.)

Omar: "Today I have fish sticks with potato pudding!"

Brody: "Look, I'm a mermaid! Now I only need a fork!"

Marlon: "Why is that man shaving the lawn?"

Louis: "But I already ate all my cousins!" (It's raisins, Louis.)

Ruby: "My grandma is in the animal shelter because she can't walk anymore." (Her grandma went into retirement.)

Willy: "My grandpa is magnetic too!" (His grandpa had a prosthetic leg.)

Duck: "My dad is special too, he's from Florida!"

Mitch: "I want more pregnant stamps." Ms. Martin: "...What?" Mitch: "I'm still hungry." Ms. Martin: "Ah, yes, you can have more ravioli."

Duck: "Can I have more weed?" (He meant arugola.)

Sophie: "I only got one motivation left for cleaning up, so I'll hurry."

Louis: "I got a bikini!" (It's a kiwi, Louis.)

Marlon: "Does the CD player google the songs first or why is it taking so long?"

Clementine: "My baba brought me today." Duck: "Huh? I thought you could only eat them?" (...He thought she meant a banana.)

#twdg marlon #twdg #twdg louis #the walking dead telltale games #twdg incorrect quotes #the walking dead #twdg violet #twdg brody #twdg clementine #twdg duck #twdg willy #twdg mitch #twdg minerva #twdg sophie #twdg omar #twdg aasim #twdg ruby #ericson kids #twdg aj #twdg tenn #twdg kenny

[paleflower]

I survived 24 hours of my toddler not wearing a diaper! I don't want to say Day 1 of potty training, because I have occasionally let him go diaper free for a few hours here and there before to get some practice and to get him familiar with the concept and such... But today he went full 24 hours without a diaper. Yes even naps and a whole night without one, too! Because yesterday evening I asked if he needs a diaper during the night and he told me that he wants to sleep without one. So I gladly took him up on that and... he was right. I was nervous about this, but it has been months since he last peed during the night. I know that he usually doesn't do this. I am still impressed. However. During the day he was still a bit nervous about sitting on the potty. He does not pee very often and everytime I ask if he needs to pee or poop the answer is "no" - except for when he is already peeing. So we had a 50/50 day. Half of it went into the potty. Half of it somewhere else... But I think he did great! He didn't cry on the potty or while peeing his pants. Which he still used to do a month ago on one of our short trials. And he does a cute little pee pee dance before he starts peeing. If I keep an eye out for this and act quickly everything goes well. However since he is not peeing very often I am not always very alert. Oh and his poop went into the bathtub today, but that's 100% on me, because I turned my back on him for like two minutes (bad mom!).

Anyway. I'm proud of him and very optimistic that he will keep making progress. And please let him also not pee his bed tonight. 🙂

#motherhood #toddler #toddler mom #learning to use the potty #potty training #potty learning #toilet learning #toilet training #toddler milestone

[katierosedreams2]

Money for nothing 2

 I woke up to a text from Becky the next morning. My brain felt foggy, like everything from yesterday was a dream. But her text confirmed that it was defiantly not. “Hey sissy girl! Let’s go shopping today! Me and the girls think it’s time you finally got some skirts, dresses and lingerie sets! And some makeup! You got to look sexy for all those boys now that you finally realize you're the girly sissy you are!!” 

Well I’m defiantly still coming to terms with what happened, but a shopping trip with the girls does sound like fun. “I just woke up! How does 11 at the mall sound?” I replayed back. 

I got up to use the bathroom. I sat to pee like I have since I moved in with Becky. She said I wasn’t allowed to stand to pee, it’s too messy. Now I struggle to pee standing up anywhere, it just doesn’t seem right. I scrolled through my Instagram feed and I realized everything on my feed is what Becky and the girls follow. I literally have been living like a girl! How did I miss this?!?

I was actually excited about picking out some new clothes! I opened my closet and could finally see that it was all just women’s clothes. I went through and carefully picked out each piece I was going to wear today.

Just then I got a reply from Becky “I’ll be over in a few minutes. I have a surprise for you! Don’t get dressed yet!” What kind of surprise could she have for me? 

I made myself a cup of coffee and started the shower. It was warm and relaxing. I shaved my whole body. I enjoyed the feminine soaps that I have used for years now, also Becky’s suggestion. I applied my moisturizer to my face, and plucked my eyebrows to keep their shape pretty. 

I brushed my long blond hair, I decided to wear it down today. I love how long it is! I heard a knock at the door and wrapped myself in my short black satin robe. It hardly went past my butt, and made my smooth legs look really long. 

I opened the door to see Becky standing there looking beautiful! She was wearing short white booties and black low wasted flare pants. Her mid drift was showing her smooth, toned, lightly tanned stomach. She had this cute little white long sleeve crop top on, with this cropped leather jacket on top. In one hand she had her purse and in the other were two large plastic bags.

Her makeup looked super cute with very simple, natural look. Her long hair curled and full of volume. “Hey Samantha! You look so cute! I’m so excited for today!” She said with a bubbly excitement in her voice. 

I smiled back, it was so nice to see my closest friend. As she walked in, I matched her excitement. “Aw thanks Becky! I’m so excited too! Do you need help with those bags?” 

“No, that’s ok, let’s go to your room. It’s time for a makeover!” She exclaimed as she led me straight to my room. She was clearly very excited, as if she had been waiting to do this for years. 

I followed her into my room and watched as she placed the bags on my neatly made bed. “Ok girl! I have a few things to get you started with this new life of yours, and I thought you should go shopping looking stunning! So let’s get you dressed and then I’ll do your makeup! How does that sound?” Her excitement was contagious and I couldn’t help but reciprocate with an infectious “Sounds great!”

Without waiting for my reply, she opened my closet and immediately started pulling out clothes. “Great! Since I already know your whole closet, I thought these few things were all you would need to complete this look! I want you to look like a complete sexy babe for some big daddy to use! To just turn heads everywhere we go. Ok princess, go put some panties on, mmm lacy back would be best!” She just continued to go through my closet. 

I opened up the drawer of my “underwear”. How did I not see that it was all just panties all these years. I picked out a black lace thong and slid it on under my robe. 

I turned around to see she had laid out my black leather jacket, and my cute black cropped zipper long sleeve. As well as one of my bags, I can now see so clearly the purse that it is. What was new were the crotchless tights, the short leather skirt, and the leather 6inch pumps. 

“Oh wow, that’s a super cute outfit!” I replayed. I was very nervous about the shoes, however. “Don’t you think the shoes will be a little much?” I said, the uncertainty clear in my voice. “It will be a little extra, but that’s exactly what I wanted! It’s so cute! Brian loves them, he says they are really sexy! But don’t worry, I have like 3 pairs! I’m so glad you are the same size as me, so don’t worry about giving them back!” She was so excited and enthusiastic.

I had to agree with her, it did look like a super cute outfit. I started to get dressed. I already knew how to put tights on properly, since I dressed the manicians at work. I had to take my panties off though. That way I could go to the bathroom without taking my tights off. 

I grabbed them and started walking to the bathroom. “Where are you going girl?” Becky asked, so confused. “I was just going to go change, so my panties can be on the outside.” I said, unsure why she was asking me that. “Don’t be silly sissy! It’s just us girls here! Besides, I’ve already seen you without your panties! But don’t worry, I promise I won’t laugh again!” She said, almost annoyed that I didn’t already understand that. 

I slowly slid down my panties, exposing my tiny micro dick. My face got red with embarrassment. I tried to put the tights on quickly, but I had to go slow not to ruin them. “Wow! I really did forget just how small you are! It’s so cute! You really do have such a pretty feminine body, this little, um, clitty of yours doesn’t even take away from it! It’s the most girly little dick I’ve ever seen!” 

She walked closer to me, I was just standing there with the tights on holding my panties. “It’s like, not even bigger than the tip of my thumb! And I have small hands!” She said, placing her thumb near me as a comparison. “And your balls are even smaller than that! They are hardly there! Did they ever even drop? I bet they tuck right up when you put your panties on, huh? That would explain why you never had a bump in your girly pants all these years!”

I was red with embarrassment. I just shook my head, yes. “And does your little thing get any bigger when you get excited? Or even get hard?”  She continued, unable to look away, mesmerized by how small it was. “Hardly”. I could only whisper. “Oh my god, that’s hilarious! Yep, you were meant to be a girl! Your body knew it long before you did!”

She looked up and could see the embarrassment on my face. “What’s wrong hunny? I’m not making fun of you! It’s honestly a great feature. You shouldn’t be embarrassed! Now hurry up and get dressed! We’ve got work to do!” She truly seemed like she meant no insult by it. 

What she didn’t know is that I wasn’t insulated by it. I was embarrassed by how happy it made me to hear these things. That it was small and girly. I felt complimented by it, and I was kind of embarrassed by that. This change is a lot. While I do like realizing that I was meant to be a girl, it is happening very fast for me.  

Once I got my panties on, Becky changed her mind, “You know what, let’s do your nails and makeup first! That’s going to take the longest and we are running short on time!” She grabbed me by my hand and pulled me into my bathroom. “OK, put these nails on while I do your make up!”

She handed me some black glossy press on nails. I opened the package and tried my best to glue them on. It was a challenge since Becky needed me to look at her while she did my makeup. However, I managed to do a great job and finished just shortly before she finished with my makeup. 

She wanted to keep it simple with a more natural look. I felt like I looked so pretty! I couldn’t believe just how much I looked exactly like a real girl. I felt like a girl, and that just felt right. We kept my pretty long hair just the way it was. I felt complete having my makeup and nails done, like this is what I had been missing over the past few years. 

I had loved wearing women’s clothes this whole time! I felt more comfortable, more confident, more like myself. But now with this, it feels complete. I had always liked girls with makeup and nails done, always envious that they got to be so pretty. But I had mistaken that as an attraction to the girls, but I truly just wanted to be them. 

“Thank you Becky, I feel so pretty!” I said, full of happiness. “Aw, of course princesses! We’ll get you your own makeup today and some more nails. That way you can always feel pretty!” She said, giving me a big hug. 

I felt a rush of excitement flood over me as I used my long pretty nails to slide the leather skirt up over my wide feminine hips. It was so smooth and felt so nice. As I continued getting dressed, I basked in femininity and felt like I was becoming who I was meant to be. The heels felt great and only lifted me up a few more inches than my other booties do. I felt sexy with my girly legs looking long under my short leather skirt. The cropped long sleeve top and leather jacket really completed the look.

“You look beautiful sissy! A natural girl! I wouldn’t ever think anything else! Now grab that cute purse and let’s go shopping!” Becky exclaimed with some excitement! I looked in the mirror again and felt so sexy. I felt pretty. I felt like me!

As we walked outside my apartment to her car, it was a little cold so I closed up my jacket. I was thinking about how fun it was to have fake nails and how pretty my hands looked as I buckled my cropped leather jacket. Becky looked back at me and suddenly yelled “DONT MOVE!” I froze in place, exactly how I was. “The lighting is great and you look amazing! You're going to flip when you see how much of a natural girl you are!” She was taking pictures on her phone as she spoke. 

“See, look! Perfect! You're such a babe! Even the way you carry your purse is girly! You're a natural born sissy girl! And the way your effortlessly walking in your heels, and that your little dick doesn’t even show! And I can see how much you'er clearly loving this! I don’t feel bad for tricking you one bit!” She said cheerfully!

I smiled at her compliments, but when she showed me the photos my jaw dropped! I couldn’t believe that was me! I looked so pretty! Like one of the fashion girls I follow! “Please send that to me Becky! I have to post that! Let the world see the new me!” I said, trying to contain my excitement!

Our drive to the huge shopping mall near by was great and I was so excited to see the girls! It’s only been a day, but it’s felt like a lifetime of change since I last saw them. I was really looking forward to showing them the real me. 

The girls were so excited to see me. Becky had told them all about what happened to me and I was met with so much support, encouragement, and excitement. They told me how pretty I looked and how I looked just like a girl, I always did. They all said how glad they were that they tricked me into my true self. I was glad they did too! 

Shopping with them was wonderful! It was so fun to be looking for skirts, dresses, heels, lingerie  and so much makeup for myself! I already had such a great idea about women’s clothes and fashion. I felt so pretty and feminine in my sexy skirt and heels as we shopped.

I had a few guys flirting with me, and I couldn’t help but flirt back. The girls loved this and encouraged it even more. One guy even gave me his number! I couldn’t believe I had been missing out on this my whole life!

Each one of the girls bought me something as a gift. A skirt, dress, or a pair of heels. A coming out gift they said. And at the end of our long but fun day we parted ways, giving big hugs and setting up plans to get together soon! Of course, most of us were going to see each other back at work tomorrow. They all told me I’d better wear something pretty for tomorrow, to surprise Camille. 

Becky and I left with her car full of bags and boxes from our shopping trip. So many pretty feminine things. It felt so right and relieving to know I had intently bought  women’s clothes, my clothes, the right clothes. 

Becky and I stopped for dinner at this small little cafe we liked. The waitresses there were so happy to see us. “Well, don’t you look extra pretty Samantha! This look suits you so much!” Their genuine compliments and expectance were so heart warming. 

“I know right! Can you believe it, she didn’t realize she was a sissy girl till last night! And she embraced it fully! Doesn’t she look better this way!” Becky chimed in. They laughed and told us they thought I was a girl all along! They had no idea I was even a boy to start with. 

Dinner was delicious and most of the male staff that casually flirted with us were showing extra attention to me. They all complimented me on my outfit. And one of them even asked me out on a date! I was so shocked and a little conflicted still. I just sat there frozen in my sexy short leather skirt, sexy heels, and sexy crop top, with my mouth slightly open in shock. 

Becky answered before I had the chance! She said “She’d love too! She’s just too excited to even respond! How about Tuesday?” Her cheerful bubblyness disarmed me from telling her to stop. And just like that, before I knew it, I had a date on Tuesday with a man! 

As he walked away, it was like my trance was over, “Becky, I can’t believe you did that!” I said, trying to sound upset, but it wasn’t very convincing. “What? He’s cute! And you two have been flirting with each other for years! So you can thank me by covering the bill!” She said with a bit smile. I couldn’t even pretend to be upset. Nervous, yes, but upset, no. I just opened my cute purse, pulled out my cute girly black patent leather wallet, and paid the bill.

As we left to go back to her car, I couldn’t help but sway my hips as sexually as I could. I really wanted to wiggle my girly ass in my leather skirt for all the men to see! I don’t know what came over me, I just had to do it.

Once we got back to my apartment, Becky helped carry all of my stuff up and put it away. We chatted about the day and how much fun we had. Just as she was about to leave, she produced a bag that I didn’t recognize. We didn’t get that today while shopping. “What’s this?” I asked, confused but excited. 

“It’s a business gift from all us girls to you! It’ll help make some more money! All the girls use one and it brings in lots of extra cash. Plus, it might be useful in your personal time too! I had fun with you today, girl! I’ll see you soon, ok princess! By!” She said as she was walking out the door. 

“I had fun too, see you!” I could hardly get out before she closed the door. I looked down at the bag with a suspicion of what might be in it. I pulled out a long box. And then another box with it. They were both plain cardboard. Opening the long one, I reached my small girly hands and wrapped my pretty manicured fingers around this huge, thick, thing. Pulling it out was a giant dildo! At least ten times longer than my own and I could hardly get my hand around it!! 

I was in shock! My mouth just hung open! This is massive! There’s no way any guy is even this big! I had to text Becky, this had to be a joke! “This thing is huge! There is no way some guy is actually this big! Is this just a prank?” As I waited for a reply, I opened the other box. I saw this large bottle with a white liquid inside. It read cum lube. Oh my god, this thing squirts cum!! 

“Lol! That’s hilarious sissy girl! Are you kidding? That thing is medium sized! A small dick is anything less than 8 inches, that thing is only 10. Medium length and thickness. Brian is at least 3 inches longer and an inch thicker than that! I guess you are so micro that it must be a shock to see a real man's cock! Lol! Have fun and use the lube! Can’t wait to hear the details later! Good luck girl!” Becky's reply surprised me. No wonder I was meant to be a sissy, if this is how big real men are!

Wow, this is a medium sized cock!? I still couldn’t believe it! My hand looked so small holding it. My shiny black finger tips are not even able to wrap themselves fully around it. It felt heavy in my girly hand. And then, without thinking, standing there in my sexy little outfit, I put the tip up to my lips.

I held it there for a fraction of a second, the big rubber head of the cock just barely touching my plump lips. And then I slid it in. It was an absolute immediate rush. I felt so horny and sexy. I could hardly get the tip in, it was so big. And then, as if a mystical force came and weakened my knees. My legs gave out and I fell on my knees with this huge cock in my mouth. I had no idea what was possessing me! I couldn’t stop sucking on this massive cock! 

My little clitty tingling as I felt just like the slutty girl I resembled with this huge dick in my mouth! I snapped out of it and pulled the massive cock out of my mouth. I haven’t been this horny in my whole life! And much like last night during that stream, my micro dick was completely soft. It was even shrunk as much as it’s ever been, as if to show its submission in the presence of this superior cock.

I couldn’t believe what just happened! I wasn’t even horny before I did that! I’ve never been turned on that fast! I decided not to waste this. I didn’t want to think about what was happening. I wanted it to happen. I logged into my account and scheduled a stream. I rushed to touch up my make up. Adding extra glossy lip gloss to my dick sucking lips. I checked my hair and my outfit. I decided to take off my long sleeve top, and just have the leather jacket open, showing off my feminine torso. I felt like I looked exactly like a girl with small boobs.

I rushed over and filled the huge dildo with the cum lube. It even smelled like cum! It was so real looking I couldn’t even tell the difference. I made sure my camera had a good view and quickly removed my panties. This made my teeny tiny dicklet make a very small bump in my skirt. I almost put them back on to make myself look completely smooth. But I thought the men here wanted a sissy. I might as well hint to them that is what I am, even though it was hardly noticeable. 

I was getting so excited. I was looking at myself on the screen and felt so pretty and sexy. I did notice my lighting wasn’t the best and I thought I should invest some money in better lighting. And maybe a better camera too. If I was going to do this, I wanted it to look good! 

I then got a brilliant idea from a porno I remember watching. I rushed over to my closet and took the long mirror off the wall. It was kind of heavy, and I’m pretty weak, but I did manage to carry it in front of my computer. I knelt down and stuck the huge dildo to it. I checked to make sure I was still in the frame. God, I looked so sexy! I couldn’t believe how horny this all made me! I pushed it just off screen so it could be a surprise. 

I had only a few seconds before the stream started. I checked my makeup again, and waited for it to be live. I noticed I had three followers already from my first stream. Wow, three guys liked me that much? As soon as it went live, there were five guys waiting to see me. I gave them all a cute girly wave as I stood there in my sexy outfit. Just modeling, it’s to see what they think.

The comments were incredulous, positive and, drogitoy. “Damn bitch! You got looking so much better! You want this dick don’t you!” “Way to step up your game slut!” “This little faggot is desperate for cock!” Were just some I could read. The chat was moving too fast. More and more men kept joining. Before I knew it, there were fifty men watching. As I danced and moved as seductively as I could, I realized I had just made one hundred dollars and it had only been 5 minutes! 

I can’t believe it! That’s more than I make in a whole day of work! I typed back “hi boys! I hope I can give you all a good time!” This was really turning me on! I felt so sexy as I danced seductively, letting my cute girly hands caress my feminine body. The feel of the soft leather as I moved down over my “tits” and over my skirt, to the smooth feel of my hairless legs in the sheer crotchless tights. 

I moved effortlessly in my heels as they clicked on the floor. I felt so pretty, so alive, so sexy, and so horny. As I read the degrading comments in the chat, I tried to do as I was commanded by the men who gave extra money. They wanted to see my micro penis and they all seemed delighted in humiliating me on how small and useless it was. I couldn’t believe it but this was turning my on so much and my limp baby dick started to leak precum reading their comments. 

They all talked about how big their cocks were compared to mine and how I was born to be a sissy slut. No real man could be that small. That’s when I reached off screen and pulled the mirror in frame with the massive dildo on it. I compared myself to it for the first time. My whole package took up less room than just the head of this cock, with room to spare. I felt humiliated, emasculated, girly, slutty, and proud all at the same time. I am such a failure as a man, but already such a success as a woman.

The men loved this and I rubbed my little nub on this massive dick. I pulled my leather skirt back down over my clitty and slowly got down to my knees. I gently kissed the head of this perfect cock a few times. I then slid it into my mouth and took it as far as I could. I wanted it all the way in. But with its massive size filling up my whole mouth, I could hardly handle it. And as soon as I hit my throat I started to gag. 

Oh my god I’m dressed like a slut and gagging on cock like one too! And this is the horniest I’ve ever been! I was dripping so much pre cum I could feel it going down my leg. I finally was able to get to past my gag reflex and down my throat. I could feel it stretching me in a way I had never felt before, but absolutely loved! I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing this sexy slut staring back. The kind of girl who just the other day I would have said I was attracted too, not realizing I was attracted to being her, not being with her.

I sucked as hard and  as deep as I could. Gaging and spitting up so much saliva. I made sure to move around so the men could get different angles of me degrading myself for their pleaser. Making sure not to cover up any part of this display of submission to these alpha men and this physical representation of their cocks. 

One shot with my ass showing to the camera. My ass up in the air as if begging to be fucked. My tiny balls hardly even noticeable next to my large plump girly ass. My little clit so small you couldn’t even see it past them. You could see the back of my head and my face in the mirror as I bobbed back and forth of this incredible dick!

As I moved to a side view, I got to see on the screen just how sexy of a profile I had. It was like so many models I follow on Instagram. I saw just how big my dick sucking lips were wrapped around a cock. This just turned me on as the rhythm of it sliding deep down my throat was turning me on more and more. This felt more incredible than touching my own clit. Which was still leaking so so much pre cum!

The final shot, I had the back of the mirror angled to the camera, but still off to the side enough that you could see all of me and every inch of the dildo. I looked and felt just like a porno slut! I loved it so much! I sucked and sucked. Before I knew it, I looked down and saw I had been doing this for 45 minutes! 

Most guys had said so many degrading sexy things that I loved reading and then just as one guy paid me twenty dollars to hurry up and make him cum already, I leaned back, holding my mouth wide open and spreading my knees apart, sliding my skirt up to show my pathetic micro dick, trying to look as sexy as I could, I made the fake cock cum.

It squirted so much cum all over me! All over my face, chest, skirt, and clitty. I pretended to stroke the rest of the fake cum out of it as it finished off what it had. I put it back in my mouth and gently sucked on the head, just like I had seen the bimbos in pornos do.

I looked at the screen and saw so many comments about how the men were all cumming. I also saw myself covered in thick heavy cum, dressed like a sexy whore, and at that moment, with the huge fake dick in my mouth, I think I feel in love with being a girly slut. 

I couldn't take it any more, I had to finally cum! I reached my small girly hand down and with my thumb and index finger I gently stroked my mini limp dick. It looked so small and pathetic with my black glossy nails also covered in cum, hardly moving back and forth an inch if even. 

The image of me doing this and the feeling of the head of this cock in my mouth drove me over the edge and I dripped a few small drops of cum as I came the hardest I had ever came in my whole life! I was in complete ecstasy at that moment and I never wanted it to end. My life changed permanently forever. I loved this. I had made three hundred seventy two dollars, and confirmed I was meant to be a girly faggot sissy to all men in one night. 

As I finally slowed down, I kept the cum all over me and thanked the boys for watching. I closed the stream but I kept the fake cum on me. I just wanted to bask in what happened to me as I laid down on my bed completely exhausted! I put my hands on my body, feeling the leather and the fake cum. I slowly rubbed my clit with my cute manicured index finger as I drifted off to sleep.

-Katierosedreams Og Cap

[itsthemysterykids]

Bob’s Burgers quotes?

Mabel: Listen, Dipper is very tender right now, so whatever you do, don't mention what happened yesterday.

*Dipper walks in*

Mabel: So you pooped your pants!

—

Coraline: I knew there was a story there. We're looking at a serial pooper!

Mabel: Oh, my God!

Neil: …

Coraline: Is it you, Neil?

Neil: I've dabbled in the area, but I don't get enough food to be a serial pooper. I, uh, probably only go once a week.

—

Wybie: Why would I help some kids find their cat?

Neil: It's not a cat, it's a chinchilla!

Wybie: Any animal that's not a dog is a cat to me.

—

Dipper: Remember that weird lump we found at the beach?

Neil: My name's Neil!

Dipper: No, I mean the smelly lump.

Mabel: His name is Neil!

—

Neil: Is Dipper going to jail?

Norman: I'll wait for you.

Lili: Word of advice, Dip- Don't tell your cell mate what you're in for.

Raz: I hope our new friend is a blond.

Wybie: I can't take it anymore! Gideon didn't paint the underwear! I did it!

Everyone: *Gasp*

Dipper: What? You painted all those underpants, Wybie?

Wybie: Oh, I couldn't help it. Those anuses were haunting me in my sleep. *Shudders*

Coraline: You were the one who said we had to support Mabel!

Wybie: And I did, until I figured out a way to destroy her art while preserving her feelings and blaming someone else.

Coraline: I thought those looked familiar.

Raz: Oh, yeah! Wybie! You painted your own underwear!

Wybie: What? How do you know what my underwear looks like?!

Raz: How don't I know? He wears it around the house, flaunting it, like he's all that.

Wybie: I do not!

—

Norman: Detention is no big deal, Mom. Don't have a crap attack.

Wybie: What did you just say?!

Norman: A crap attack? Don't have one?

Wybie: Don't tell me not to have a crap attack! I'll have a crap attack anytime I want, now go to your room!

Norman: This is such a snoregasm.

—

Wybie: *Reading Alvin’s text to Norman* "Your 3 is grass." I don't get it.

Coraline: Oh! “Your ass is grass.”

Wybie: That's not funny.

Coraline: I didn't say it was funny, I said I figured it out.

—

Mabel: What kind of God would give you those legs and no rhythm?!

—

Ford: Women and children should be released!

Stan: You're not a woman, Ford.

Ford: I will tuck my junk so fast!

—

Neil: Farms are the backbone of America! Willie Nelson would love this place!

Coraline: Yes, but not for the reason you're thinking of.

—

Norman: Dipper, I just realized something. I had a horrible childhood.

Dipper: I know.

Norman: What do you mean you know?

Dipper: Look at you.

Norman: What do you mean look at me?

Dipper: Look at the way you stand. People who had good childhoods don’t stand like that.

—

Coraline: Today's your birthday?

Wybie: Yes, Coraline!

*Another flashback*

Coraline: Today’s my birthday?

Wybie: Yes, Coraline!

*Another flashback*

Coraline: *Wearing a blue suit* Today’s our wedding day?

Wybie: *Wearing a black suit* Yes, Coraline!

Coraline: Oh… Can’t wait to get married to you.

Wybie: Are you serious... Yes! I can’t wait to get married to you, too.

Coraline: That's good... Nice suit.

—

Ford: I locked myself in a room while children were eaten!

—

Mabel: Coraline, Norman, look at yourselves! You're cousins! You're supposed to love each other, not kill each other. This isn't the Bible! This show has torn my friends apart long enough! It ends now! Guys, cover your ears. FCC, here comes Mabel! Dagnabbit, pee popper, nuts to poppa, stinka boob taka, momma kaga, poopa daddy!

Neil: What was that?

Mabel: I'm cursing on live TV!

Lili: Uh, those aren't curse words.

Wybie: Not even close.

#coraline #mystery kids #paranorman #gravity falls #psychonauts #the mystery kids #ask stuff #answered ask #bob’s burgers

[007srpblog]

Late Pregnancy/Labor/Birth Starters

Originally potsed by @cxmewhxtmxy

Trigger warnings apply...Applies to both heterosexual and Same sex pregnancies.

Late pregnancy:

* “Can we have the baby at home?”

* “I want to record the delivery.”

* “You’re gonna be such an amazing parent.”

* “The baby always moves when you speak!”

* “We finished the nursery in time. Score.”

* “I’m huge!”

* “I feel enormous.”

* “If this baby gets an ounce bigger, I’m gonna pop like a balloon.”

* “If this belly gets any bigger, I’m gonna tip over.”

* “Why do people think they can just touch my belly?”

* “I really wanna do a maternity photo shoot.”

* “Stop making the pregnant lady cry!”

* “Literally anything makes you cry nowadays.”

* “The baby won’t go to sleep.”

* “Did you feel that?”

* “I love it when you talk to the baby.”

* “We love you so much, daddy.”

* “My partner kisses my bump all the time! It’s the cutest thing ever.”

* “My partner kissed my belly and the baby kicked him in the mouth.”

* “You waddle.”

* “I do not waddle!”

* “If it involves pants, I’m not going.”

* “I love my big belly.”

* “The couch is my happy place.”

* “Hair in a bun, feet up, belly out. That’s how I roll now.”

* “You’re huge!”

* “They said we should schedule an induction.”

* “When are you due?”

* “Can I touch your belly?”

* “Are you sure it’s not twins?”

* “Your belly sure is huge!”

* “Having to pee every five minutes got old the first day.”

* “Baby dropped, I think. It’s so much easier to breathe now.”

* “Why are you crying?”

* “I hate crying over stupid stuff!”

* “I’ve tried everything and this kid won’t come.”

* “I feel anything at all and I think it’s baby time.”

* “Come out, kiddo!”

* “I don’t want the baby to be born on my birthday.”

* “I look like I ate a whole watermelon.”

* “I miss my feet.”

* “If I drop anything on the floor, it’s dead to me.”

* “Sleep? What is that?”

* “It is midnight on my due date and I am still pregnant.”

* “I’m gonna be pregnant forever.”

* “What a year the last month of pregnancy is.”

* “Let’s have one last date night before baby. You decide what and where.”

* “I’ve never been happier to feel like complete crap.”

* “Might as well catch up on my shows till they decide to meet us.”

* “The waiting used to be fun and exciting. Now it’s just tedious.”

* “Let’s get this stubborn kid out the same way we made them.”

* “Help me up, please.”

* “I need a massage and Tums.”

* “Everything hurts. I’m dying. It’s your fault.”

* “This baby is never gonna come out.”

* “I am almost two weeks overdue. Proceed with caution.”

Labor:

• “This went by so fast! I feel like we just found out yesterday.”

• “You ready to go?”

• “Call the midwife, please.”

• “Just got off the phone with the midwife. She said to wait.”

• “Midwife said to head to the hospital.”

• “Can we get the pool ready?”

• “Lean on me. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

• “Each contraction is one step closer to baby.”

• “Why don’t I believe that?”

• “Contractions are getting bad…”

• “My water didn’t break yet, stop freaking out.”

• “Yup, that’s a contraction.”

• “It’s more just a dull ache, babe. This is probably another false alarm.”

• “Finally! They took their sweet time.”

• “Baby time!”

• “Oh! Ohhh!! Babe, it hurts!”

• “I know how to breathe.”

• My water broke!”

• “I can’t believe we’re meeting our child today or tomorrow.”

• “Please press on my back. Ow…”

• “It’s all in my back!”

• “Are you the one having a baby? No?Then shut up.”

• “Don’t forget the camera.”

• “I’m not gonna drop them right now!!”

• “Don’t be afraid. You can do it.”

• “I can’t freaking do this!”

• “The book said something about cow noises?”

• “I’m sorry I’m so loud.”

• “You make all the noises you need. It’s completely normal.”

• “Make it stop!”

• “Don’t touch me! No, come back!!”

• “I am doing this as naturally as possible.”

• “It’s never coming!”

• “Could I just have it tomorrow?”

Birth:

• “Oh, I think I wanna push.”

• “I need to push!”

• “Big breath and bear down.”

• “I’m pushing.”

• “Good boy/girl, keep pushing.”

• “I can see the head.”

• “Let’s try another position.”

• “Push harder. Harder, honey.”

• “There you go, that’s the way.”

• “Uggghhh!!”

• “Hnnghh!! Nnggghh!!”

• “I’m pushing as hard as I can! It won’t come out.”

• “Don’t push with your face.”

• “I’ve been pushing for [x amount of time]. Why isn’t it coming?”

• “Yeah, I’m good up here.”

• “It burns!”

• “Just a couple more pushes.”

• “I can’t push anymore. I’m so tired.”

• “One more big push!”

• “Happy birthday, little one.”

• “Oh my gosh! Hi, baby!”

• “You did it! I’m so proud of you.”

• “He’s/She’s so big!”

• “Hello, my love. I’ve been waiting for you.”

• “Holy crap, I did it!”

• “They have your nose.”

• “Mama/Daddy loves you.”

• “Welcome to the world.”

• “That was the most badass thing I’ve ever seen.”

• “They’re so beautiful!”

• “We just had a baby. Wow.”

[the-firebird69]

This morning repercussions to what's happening. And to him posting people are wondering what these people are doing what they're saying is insane they look insane and they're not giving him a break at all when it comes down to it they're going to have to get off him or they're going to be killed it yesterday good morning all around you sent the messages warnings they send it they won't respond to threats so we heard kill him then we have to and they're yelling with the standing thread s*** like that so I saw it where and when the gating a whole bunch of it and these guys are and he starts saying this I won't be impuned cuz I get some line says impute him so the idiot Trump started yelling again you can't have him say stuff and mostly they don't and it's not saying I don't like what I'm hearing goes through the math my son said something to him and daughter how many flips out starts quoting their laws it's mad my son says we're going to kill you anyways whether you pee your pants or not so he flipped out and people were attacking him you started getting hammered I need badly and he was getting beat up real bad and he was getting killed and he started saying this he doesn't care about people here and he's got a system of just beating the s*** out of us out there and he's defending himself he knows we don't have any options and he starts talking smack we decided to hit him real hard for what he's saying cuz it does it all day long and has no mercy on a son who's trapped here listening to his ass and I talk and really this guy Trump is a mental patient and you can see it then the sun says I really don't need him in the spotlight anymore he's such a retard and I want my people to not think I would associate with him and we did figure out what you're saying so the idiot might pick that up and we know those people are ultimate and badly and he will try and use it cuz she's a master of that s*** he says and is a poor boy and he needs a lesson a solid lesson as does his wife that piece of s*** and we're hearing from people who hate him and they're not friends and we know they need to kill him and they are trying desperately actually because he is a huge traitor and they're seeking him on special warrant there's a lot of them now and they're going after him very frequently and they are also taking his people in for questioning and they're finding out what happens to friends and relatives all over the world these trumpsters are being questioned and a lot of murders are theirs and they are going down the river and today has a big day for that because of information that came out of Mar-A-Lago and it's about nuclear weapons and the reason why he wants to be president is it there a secret stockpiles that are still being maintained and he wants his to access when people fall asleep or get busy or use the max as an excuse to try and blow up the planet that's what he was saying and when he goes to Titan that's what he wants that laser for it's not big enough for a lot of jobs but he says it's big enough for that and we agree that it probably would penetrate and hit them but when you blow them up there power only becomes what the detonator is for the most part and nuclear material and it's like unaware that some reason every day so we check for other triggers and even nearby and another reason why he wants the presidency is to try and rewire them so we don't want him as president obviously and a lot of people won't when they read this post and we're sick of him and his asinine personage

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera

[1-deadgirlwalking-1]

3/31/2024

i do not remember a ton tbh, i keep forgetting to write stuff down and now i don't remember most of what i've done the past several days. haha.

anyway what i do remember is i've been doing the dishes a lot, like not just putting them away after they're clean, i've been putting dirty dishes in the washer without freaking out from the grossness. and i even swept a few times so, i'm getting slightly less incompetent every day!

we celebrated easter (not on the actual day of easter but the day before) which i didn't know we were doing, my mom got everyone a bunch of personalized gifts in a little basket. i immediately ran off to my room after we opened everything, which she didn't get upset about or object to at all, and then when i got to my room i cried bcus it was so sweet.

like she got me my favorite sweet (pocky) bcus i said i loved it but i could never find it in the stores, and she got me new inside slippers because i accidentally got my old ones dirty and haven't cleaned them yet, AND she got them in pink and fluffy bcus she knows i love the color pink and fluffy stuff. she got me a little notebook with sparkly markers (i'm now using it as a notebook for my japanese learning) bcus she knows i like writing, and she got me two face masks for us to do together. she also got me some hair ties and candies. and i think she might've gotten me the hair ties because i lost one of mine recently and was asking my dad if he had seen it while she was in the room. it was very unexpected and sweet.

and then a day later she asked me if i liked them and was acting very nonchalant and normal about it, like "oh papa didn't let me talk about gifts because your little cousin still doesn't know the easter bunny isn't real, i was just at the store and got you stuff i thought you'd like"?? WAAAHH?????

then yesterday the new hunger game movie became available to stream so my mom came in my room to suggest we watch it together after chores, i swept most of the kitchen and we did face masks. was very fun. but whenever i moved too fast like when laying down my entire vision would loop over and move around and id get super dizzy and disoriented. i looked it up and it's called vertigo, i didn't actually know what vertigo was until that very moment.

ALSO in the middle of the movie i had to walk the dog and we walked around for like ten minutes after my mom insisted the dog would pee as soon as we went out and then she came out and was like "she STILL hasn't peed?" and she did not i SWEAR, she did not pee the entire time she just walked around and repeatedly kept trying to eat my leg off and almost pulled down my pants one time which was insane. anyway in this conversation i found out the dog always pees almost immediately when my parents walk her but when she's out with me i have to walk around the entire house 2 or more times and be out with her for like 20 minutes before she pees. WHY???

today my mom made a bunch of food i didn't eat because i forgot to leave my room at a normal time. then by time i went to the kitchen all the food was gone, i assume there's some left overs in the fridge so i'll eat those tomorrow.

when i left to go get a snack earlier my family was watching "the beekeeper" i saw an ad for it a while back, and then a few minutes later someone else sent it in the family groupchat because my dad is a beekeeper. very funny to us. apparently it's literally just a movie about a beekeeper who beats up and kills a ton of bad guys which is also hilarious to me.

but i didn't do anything today, i watched youtube videos. a bunch of really long ones. i fell asleep a few times while watching one and kept having to rewind when i woke up. also my right ear keeps swelling up on the inside EVERY TIME I LAY DOWN FOR MORE THAN LIKE 30 MINUTES!!! and today inside my left ear i swear i could hear a buzzing sound like a cicada INSIDE my ear and it didn't go away for like 10 minutes i thought there was something in my ear or i was hallucinating and it was driving me crazy. looked it up and it's probably tinnitus. i didn't know tinnitus could sound like so many things i thought it was only ringing.

i'm going to ask my mom mom to take me to a doctor about my ears because when i looked up my symptoms online everyone on every post was like, "GO TO THE DOCTOR IMMEDIATELY OR IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE UNTIL YOU EVENTUALLY LOSE YOUR HEARING." and i think that checks out cause it has only gotten worse with time and one lady said vertigo was a symptom of her ear problems, and that because of them she had to get a giant needle and draining tube inside her ear that was super painful. and i don't want that.

today also i had a dream and when i looked in the mirror i had SUPER cool makeup on and at that exact moment i realized i was dreaming. i stared really hard at the makeup to try and remember what it looked, and instinctively pulled out my phone to take a picture, then i remembered i was dreaming and was like "i wish you could take photos in dreams and they show up in the real world, i'm gonna forget it."

and that's literally all i remember from my dream last night, i forgot all of my dream for most of the day until my friend said something that reminded me of that one part, and all because of the fact i intentionally tried to remember it. but even then i don't remember exactly what the makeup looked like. i know that it was trad goth with a white base and what the eyeliner + eyebrows looked like, and that's basically it. if i tried to recreate it irl i'm sure get it pretty close.

anyway i still have 15 late assignments to do and obviously haven't studied at all. sigh.

that's my life at the moment, buh byeeee.

#blog #what tags should i even use

[yourlocalsafespace]

My goal pants pretty much fit me now, maybe when I'm a few pounds less they will be a little more comfortable, but I could definitely wear them out if I had no other choice. It's just that they have absolutely no stretch to them at all.

But I have a new pair of goal pants, a pair of shorts I was given today. These ones fit my legs fine, but really cinch in at the waist. I'm guessing that the legs on them are supposed to look really loose. So I'm probably gonna have to lose another 15-20 pounds to fit in them comfortably.

It doesn't seem like I've lost a full pants size yet, but the pants I'm currently wearing are noticably looser. The shirt I wore today that I remember was tight enough to make me self-conscious is now loose and doesn't even touch my torso, so that's neat.

I was able to eat my usual today, and I didn't feel super dizzy or exhausted like I did yesterday, so I guess my meal yesterday replenished me. I've been peeing like crazy though.

I've also recently become aware of my hips bones pressing into my mattress, so it's been weird having to readjust myself so I'm comfortable. I definitely still have plenty of fat there, but I have to kind of wiggle to get everything to sit right if that makes sense. Which sounds absolutely terrible and disgusting now that I've typed it out.

#tw ed

[chinahatbeach]

Thoughts for Today

Good morning to you. I’m on my second cup of Kona coffee and I’m happy. Happy despite the fact that the cat decided to tear up stuff at 4:30 am and wake me up. She’s stayed away from me so far. I think she knows that Mama is not happy with her. And this is why she gets the name, “The Terrorist”. Last night I had to make her move and she cussed me out with a very loud meow and hiss. She does have an attitude. I love her anyhow.

Yesterday I wrote about how men want to be women. I wrote about the hardships that women go thru……. menstruation, child birthing, menopause, and the emotional roller coaster of life. And then I read more about how men want to transform into women. And it made me think…….. why? You can pee so easily. You don’t need to take down your pants to pee in the woods. Yes, I’ve peed in the woods. When you got to go, you got to go. And there isn’t always a port-o-potty for you to use. I’ve peed on hiking trails. When you have a bladder that screams at ya, you listen. And after having gone thru child birthing, that bladder tells you what it thinks. Why would any man want this???

And I’ve then got to thinking about all the trials of womanhood I’ve dealt with when younger. Being harassed, working a job in a man’s world where you were made to feel inferior, and so much more. Add in the fact that I’m short. I’ve taken self-defense classes to protect myself from situations. I protect myself when travelling alone so I won’t be taken advantage of or hurt.

I see people trying to be accepted and wanting to be ‘who they feel they are’. Who are they? What is their purpose? You can not be someone you are not. You were uniquely made by God for a purpose.

Psalm 57:2 says, “I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills his purpose for me.” This is key in understanding God’s purpose for your life. God has numbered your days and will fulfill every purpose He has for you. However, our choices and actions also really matter.

The overarching message the Bible tells us is that our purpose is to bring glory to our Heavenly Father. We do that by worshiping Him, living our lives as an offering to Him, and sharing the Gospel with those around us. His purpose becomes our purpose.

5 Tips for Finding Your Purpose in Christ

God wants us all to know Him. …

God intends to make us more like Jesus. …

God wants us to help others know Him. …

Keep yourself in God’s Word. …

Surround yourself with wise counselors. …

Pray for wisdom and discernment. …

Prioritize doing God’s will. …

Pay attention to your passions.

As a kid, I wanted to be taller. You can’t change that. I wanted perfect eyesight (I wore glasses). I did get Lasix surgery in 2001 and it has stayed almost 20/20 for almost 20 years but now I need reading glasses. I also wanted curly hair and not straight hair. Going to the hair salon and getting a perm helps but it doesn’t make it stay that way. Facts are simple……you must love yourself for who you are. You can change simple things (hair color, get false eye lashes, etc.) but deep down inside you, you are you. God made you and you have perfect things that you need to be thankful for as an individual. I can bake great banana bread, I can help animals, I can help others with my many talents, and I love me for me.

And being a person who has been around farm animals, I understand that some things can’t be changed. A chicken can’t be a dog, a dog can’t be a cat, a human is a human and you were born a certain sex. Your feelings are only feelings and your mental ability does not play a part in making you anything you are not. Bluntly, you can have your breast removed or your penis, it does change the overall look of the package but doesn’t change that DNA factor. You will die someday, your bones will show the fact of you being male or female. You can change your body but not your bones or DNA.

So, I’m short. I climb my kitchen cabinets and you should see how I get stuff down off the shelves of stores when they put stuff up to high. I dye my hair. I try to remember where the reading glasses ran off to. I’m me. God made me.

So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. God blessed them and said to them, “Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground.”

I hope and pray you are blessed being you. You matter.

And that’s the way it is……….

[destinybondrp]

Late Pregnancy/Labor/Birth Starters

Late pregnancy:

* “Can we have the baby at home?”

* “I want to record the delivery.”

* “You’re gonna be such an amazing parent.”

* “The baby always moves when you speak!”

* “We finished the nursery in time. Score.”

* “I’m huge!”

* “I feel enormous.”

* “If this baby gets an ounce bigger, I’m gonna pop like a balloon.”

* “If this belly gets any bigger, I’m gonna tip over.”

* “Why do people think they can just touch my belly?”

* “I really wanna do a maternity photo shoot.”

* “Stop making the pregnant lady cry!”

* “Literally anything makes you cry nowadays.”

* “The baby won’t go to sleep.”

* “Did you feel that?”

* “I love it when you talk to the baby.”

* “We love you so much, daddy.”

* “My partner kisses my bump all the time! It’s the cutest thing ever.”

* “My partner kissed my belly and the baby kicked him in the mouth.”

* “You waddle.”

* “I do not waddle!”

* “If it involves pants, I’m not going.”

* “I love my big belly.”

* “The couch is my happy place.”

* “Hair in a bun, feet up, belly out. That’s how I roll now.”

* “You’re huge!”

* “They said we should schedule an induction.”

* “When are you due?”

* “Can I touch your belly?”

* “Are you sure it’s not twins?”

* “Your belly sure is huge!”

* “Having to pee every five minutes got old the first day.”

* “Baby dropped, I think. It’s so much easier to breathe now.”

* “Why are you crying?”

* “I hate crying over stupid stuff!”

* “I’ve tried everything and this kid won’t come.”

* “I feel anything at all and I think it’s baby time.”

* “Come out, kiddo!”

* “I don’t want the baby to be born on my birthday.”

* “I look like I ate a whole watermelon.”

* “I miss my feet.”

* “If I drop anything on the floor, it’s dead to me.”

* “Sleep? What is that?”

* “It is midnight on my due date and I am still pregnant.”

* “I’m gonna be pregnant forever.”

* “What a year the last month of pregnancy is.”

* “Let’s have one last date night before baby. You decide what and where.”

* “I’ve never been happier to feel like complete crap.”

* “Might as well catch up on my shows till they decide to meet us.”

* “The waiting used to be fun and exciting. Now it’s just tedious.”

* “Let’s get this stubborn kid out the same way we made them.”

* “Help me up, please.”

* “I need a massage and Tums.”

* “Everything hurts. I’m dying. It’s your fault.”

* “This baby is never gonna come out.”

* “I am almost two weeks overdue. Proceed with caution.”

Labor:

• “This went by so fast! I feel like we just found out yesterday.”

• “You ready to go?”

• “Call the midwife, please.”

• “Just got off the phone with the midwife. She said to wait.”

• “Midwife said to head to the hospital.”

• “Can we get the pool ready?”

• “Lean on me. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

• “Each contraction is one step closer to baby.”

• “Why don’t I believe that?”

• “Contractions are getting bad…”

• “My water didn’t break yet, stop freaking out.”

• “Yup, that’s a contraction.”

• “It’s more just a dull ache, babe. This is probably another false alarm.”

• “Finally! They took their sweet time.”

• “Baby time!”

• “Oh! Ohhh!! Babe, it hurts!”

• “I know how to breathe.”

• My water broke!”

• “I can’t believe we’re meeting our child today or tomorrow.”

• “Please press on my back. Ow…”

• “It’s all in my back!”

• “Are you the one having a baby? No?Then shut up.”

• “Don’t forget the camera.”

• “I’m not gonna drop them right now!!”

• “Don’t be afraid. You can do it.”

• “I can’t freaking do this!”

• “The book said something about cow noises?”

• “I’m sorry I’m so loud.”

• “You make all the noises you need. It’s completely normal.”

• “Make it stop!”

• “Don’t touch me! No, come back!!”

• “I am doing this as naturally as possible.”

• “It’s never coming!”

• “Could I just have it tomorrow?”

Birth:

• “Oh, I think I wanna push.”

• “I need to push!”

• “Big breath and bear down.”

• “I’m pushing.”

• “Good girl, keep pushing.”

• “I can see the head.”

• “Let’s try another position.”

• “Push harder. Harder, honey.”

• “There you go, that’s the way.”

• “Uggghhh!!”

• “Hnnghh!! Nnggghh!!”

• “I’m pushing as hard as I can! It won’t come out.”

• “Don’t push with your face.”

• “I’ve been pushing for [x amount of time]. Why isn’t it coming?”

• “Yeah, I’m good up here.”

• “It burns!”

• “Just a couple more pushes.”

• “I can’t push anymore. I’m so tired.”

• “One more big push!”

• “Happy birthday, little one.”

• “Oh my gosh! Hi, baby!”

• “You did it! I’m so proud of you.”

• “He’s/She’s so big!”

• “Hello, my love. I’ve been waiting for you.”

• “Holy crap, I did it!”

• “They have your nose.”

• “Mama/Daddy loves you.”

• “Welcome to the world.”

• “That was the most badass thing I’ve ever seen.”

• “They’re so beautiful!”

• “We just had a baby. Wow.”

#cw:pregnancy #cw:birth

[motherofkrypton]

Potty Training is Fun...said no parent ever

My youngest is at that age of trying to learn to use the toilet...with my older two I was that parent that believed other kids are trained by this age and mine have to be too. I pushed hard constantly reminding them to go, then telling them to try when they said they didn't have to and it was a struggle. It took longer with my daughter because she ended up hospitalized during the time, we were training which led to a potty revolt. That is when I decided to let her take the lead. Since she was almost there it worked pretty well. Now, I'm letting little brother take the lead.

I think that one of the reasons why parents end up in the going potty fight is because it is a power play for the child. We demand so much of children in trying to keep them where doctors say that they should be by a certain age. What we don't really think about is every child is different, there is no true science behind when a child should be doing most things! There have been studies, yes, I am not saying there isn't but those statistics are from observing the growth rate of hundreds of children and then averaged to get the age they believe these milestones should be met. As a child everything is new and exciting...to an adult this is just normal everyday life. A child will do things when they are ready, we just have to lead them a little bit.

Before I introduced the idea of him using the toilet my son normally would ask why I am in the bathroom. Each time, I would tell him: what makes you have to go, that I felt like I need to go, and that as we grow up we use the toilet instead of going in our big people undies. These conversations got him interested in the toilet more. He began going in and talking to his brother or sister when they went as well. One day, he came to me naked and with a goofy grin said he wanted to use it too. The first couple of times, I did try to get him to go because I figured that he was ready...but that backfired. Nobody really likes being told what to do and when to do it, surprise surprise that applies to children too. We are constantly telling them what to do and what not to do, so they try to keep at least something in their control.

Instead of continuing to try to make him I began asking. When we wake up and have our first diaper change, I ask if he want to try big boy undies today or get another diaper. While most of the time he does not make the choice to wear undies, sometimes he does because he wants to be like a big boy. By allowing him to be apart of the decision it doesn't feel like I am trying to make him do something. If we choose that we want to wear undies, I make sure to go over what we do when we wear them. I tell him "remember buddy, if you wear big boy undies we have to use the potty. We cannot pee or poopy in them or it will be all over us and that is no fun. Do you want your timer on or do you want to do this yourself today?"

So far we are not anywhere near being trained but it is a lot less stressful on both of this way. He gets to make a choice for himself, which allows him to feel like he is in control of something in his little world. The bonus for me...no arguing about whether we need to go or not. By having a timer set, I am not really controlling him, the timer is! That leaves less room for those lovely arguments of whether or not we have to go because the timer indicates we should try to use the toilet. Mom didn't tell me to...dad didn't tell me to...my timer went off and I should go potty so I don't have an accident. Next, we will be giving a potty time watch a try to see if it motivates him more.

For some laughs from you parents here is how yesterday went:

Little man: "Mommy...I go poopy?"

*Innocent me working thinks absolutely nothing of the fact he is standing there, pants at his ankles because when he uses the potty, he likes me to keep him company in there.*

Me: "You want your potty seat, so you don't fall in baby?"

Little man: "Yeah! I go poopy...I use potty?"

*Following behind him as he waddles his way back into the bathroom I see a horrifying scene...there is a FULL diaper on the floor and yup...you probably guessed it...poo all over the edge of the toilet seat. Now, I have had three kids but that doesn't mean I like the sight or smell of poo and I have a week stomach. So...here is my little guy all happy to have gotten on the toilet (of course it was after he had already went but hey he tried)*

Me: *trying not to gag* "I think we went a little late huh?" *proceeds to clean up the mess still trying not to gag*

Little man: "I wipe? I poopy mommy I did it I wipe my butt?"

Me: *giggles* "Ya you need to wipe your butt...good job! Next time let's try to go before we have already gone in our diaper buddy."

#potty training #toddlers #parenting

[jiminzfilter]

slow dancing in the night

→ Pairing. Taehyung x reader

→ Genre. established relationship, fluff, slice of life, model!taehyung, model!reader, taehyung missed you a lot, he is starving (his words not mine), gets a bit hot by the last 40 lines, mentions of oral (f) so I guess this counts as mature content, implied smut, making out (kinda), there is a bit of swearing

→ Summary. what could possibly be better than coming home after a long day of work to someone you love and missed a lot ?

→ Word count. 3.2k (!!!)

→ because I wrote this over a year ago when I still didn't know what I was doing with my writing, I had to go through a deep process of editing and re-writing before posting it. This might not be my best work but it's still a fic that I really really like :,)

→ song rec. slow dancing in the dark, Joji// still with you, Jungkook

Fridays have always been exhausting days for both you and your boyfriend, especially on runways weeks. As models, you were put under a lot of pressure.

Pressure to be perfect, to smile but never smile too much, to look good, to not fall on stage.

Falling has to be the most tragic thing that can happen to your carreer as a model, the hungry stares of thousands of photographers and reporters ready to share the latest news to the press.

Yeah, it was exhausting.

This week was no exception... or maybe it was since, this time, you were the only one working until late.

It’s four in the morning and you’re already on your way out - kind of running late, oBviOusLy - quietly wishing your boyfriend a good day.

He is not working today.

That lucky bastard.

He gets to enjoy his free day in bed, lazing around, while you work your ass off all day. He mumbles something that you assume is a sort of goodbye. He is still asleep.

You look at him one last time before leaving the room and smile. He looks so peaceful.

You still remember the day you met, by pure luck even though you both call that fate. That was 5 years ago, when you just debuted your career as a model and were not that comfortable around high heels.

Okay no. Let’s be real.

You hated wearing them because you couldn’t walk in heels higher than 5 cm.

It’s still a wonder how you managed to make it in the first place.

Were you wearing flat shoes for the audition ? Damn you really must’ve done an impression on the judges if they made you pass without the heels try-on.

Your first day at the agency was chaotic to say the least. Your manager made you walk around the building, to visit she said. She made you wear heels. HEELS. That devilish person.

But, thank to that, you got to meet Taehyung. Your eyes landed on him as you were visiting the lounge and couldn’t tear them away from his figure. The poor man had to witness you fall down because you weren’t watching your steps anymore.

I mean.

Who could blame you ??

That was Kim frEaking Taehyung

!!!

He even came to help you get back on your feet and asked if you were alright, kind of amused.

It’s not everyday you see someone falling down in here, let alone a newbie

Let’s be honest, you were so embarrassed.

First day of work and you’re already failing falling.

That night when you came home, you spent the night wearing heels and prayed really hard you’d never have to face him again. After all, the building was big enough and there were enough workers that you could avoid Taehyung easily

If only

The NeXt day, you were told that you had a couple shooting, with none other that Kim Taehyung.

GreaT

He would occasionally tease you about your fall and check on you to see if everything was alright. He watched you carefully as you were walking around with heels.

From up close he looked even more handsome.... :)

After this day, you started talking with Taehyung more and more. He introduced you to everyone around the agency. You met outside of work, got to know each other. You both became regally good friends but there was something lingering in the air, in the way you’d look at each other or stood so close to him after a couple glasses of wine that you could breathe his air.

So what was bound to happen happened and you went from friends a to lovers without really noticing it.

He was still your best friend...somehow

Eventually, you took things to the next level and moved in together... maybe a half and a year ago or so ? You’ve never been happier in your life

And, well, you’d actually be happier if you could spend the day with boyfriend instead of running around trying to find god knows which accessories you need for the rehearsal.

8 in the morning is noT a time to be doing cardio.

Especially while wearing heels

Become a model they said, it’ll be fun they said

“Y/n! Come here please I need you to try on this dress before you go!” Your personal stylist calls “I made sure to fix it yesterday so it’d be a perfect fit for the show”

You stop your tracks and go to her “make this quick i have to go get changed before 9 otherwise I’m screwed. Why did they even decide to do the rehearsals so early today ?” You sigh, frustrated, and put on the dress she’s handing you “thank you”

“Okayyy...it looks great. Gold looks amazing on you.” She smoothes the dress and gives an approving nod, visibly satisfied ; “You’ll look perfect for the Grand Finale. Oh god it’s already 8:30 you better go before Mr.Kim throws a fit because you’re late”

You both giggle ; “thank you for fixing the dress Naeun, see you later today. Well, probably tonight. Byeeee”

The rehearsal seems to never end. You’re squeezed in dozens of different outfits, gorgeous for sure but sO tight. Mr. Kim, the one who organised the runway, is such a perfectionist that you have to re-do some things multiple times before he’s satisfied. One time the lighting isn’t right, the other the models are walking too fast, not on beat and so on.

Everyone hates him for that but he always makes the best shows so you just follow.

After multiple tries, the rehearsal finally comes to an end. It’s already 4PM. You barely get time to breathe and go pee before you’re back into the ‘running-around-to-find-my-dress-and-fix-my-makeup-oh-god-i-gotta-be-on-stage’ crazy mess.

Walking on the runway feels amazing, running backstage is terrible.

It’s so hot and small back there you can hardly move around well.

It takes 2 hours for the whole fashion show to be over, one more for pictures outside the catwalk and chat with reporters. Since you’re kind of a famous model now, you get invited to the afterparty and spend few extra hours interacting with some celebrities that attended the show. Other models were invited and you’re happy to see familiar faces amongst them. Jimin, an old colleague and friend of yours, comes your way and compliments you. You chat with him for a while before deciding you’ve had enough for the day and leave the party. A few more people greet you on your way out.

A taxi takes you back to you company, where you left your stuff in the morning. You spend an extra thirty minutes getting rid of your heavy makeup and striping off that gorgeous but awfully tight golden dress you’ve been wearing ever since the end of the runway.

Now, you can FinaLLy go home. yassssss

It’s almost 12am when you leave the agency and climb into yet another taxi. The ride is quiet, background music playing over the car’s radio, and you take some time to look at what you were gifted for your performance : fancy makeup products, accessories, pieces of clothing-but not those from the runway, you sadly never get to keep those. Being kinda famous has its perks :,)

You then decide it’s time to warn Taehyung you’ll arrive soon and send him a few texts. As if he was waiting for them, he instantly replies saying he’ll be waiting for you and proceeds to spam you with heart emojis. Sometimes, it looks like this man just discovered what emojis were and is trying to use them as much as possible. What a child…

It’s way past midnight when you finally step into your duplex and the first thing you notice is that the place is way too quiet.

Maybe Tae went back to sleep, who knows, it’s super late after all…

:(

You remove shoes and jacket and drop your bags in the entrance before going further and you call out quietly “anyone here? Tae, you sleeping?”

There is a faint glow from the tv on your right but the sound has been muted.

Weird…

“Taehyung ?" You call one last time

Suddenly, two strong arms wrap themselves around your waist and you’re pulled into someone’s chest. You gasp, almost scream, but soften up when you feel the warmth on your back

“Hi baby” a deep voice says in your ear, sending chills down your spine “I missed you”

You turn around and are very pleased to see a handsome face and a warm exposed chest your boyfriend smiling at you.

“Mhm, missed you too” You wrap your arms around him and rest your head against his chest, happy to hear his heartbeat. Taehyung places his head atop of yours and gently strokes your hair. You tighten your grasp around him and hum.

Few seconds later, he lifts your chin up and gently lays a kiss on your lips.

“How are you doing?” He asks, his right hand cupping your cheek. The warmth of it is comforting.

“Exhausted, but you know how it goes” You shrug and he smiles

“Not too tired for dinner ? I could cook something if you want”

“Mhm... let me just go shower and put something else on” You sadly let go of him

“Sure, go ahead” he whispers and you give him a kiss before regretfully tearing yourself away from him.

You walk up the stairs to your bedroom, where you find the bed undone. You smile, Taehyung never really liked making the bed and, very honestly, neither did you. You slump onto the mattress and bury your face into the pillows, inhaling his scent. Lavender. Relaxing. Just like he is.

After a warm shower, you find a t-shirt Taehyung left on a chair in the room and wear it. It’s big enough to reach your thighs and, if you were more energised, you’d probably stay like this. You grab large pants and put them on.

Once again, you smell lavender all around you.

When you’re back in the living area, you see Taehyung busying himself in the kitchen. He hears your steps and his eyes find yours as a smile appears on his face when he notices that you’re wearing his shirt

“My shirt looks better on you than it’d ever do on me” He teases, his gaze longing on your frame.

“maybe I should keep it then” you smile and ask ; ”Do you need any help?”

“no no no no no, you’ve worked enough already. Go and have some rest. I'll call you when everything’s ready okay?”

Too tired to argue on this anyways -and thankful for the given rest-, you go lay down on the couch, your body oriented to let you look at Taehyung.

As he hums and moves to the chill music that was playing in the background, you start to detail his beautiful figure. From the curl of his dark hair (which you knoW are so so soft to the touch) to his beautiful profile and his nose you love so much down to his broad shoulder and then his tanned abs you see from time to time when the opened shirt of his pyjama moves according to his steps.

oH! Let’s not forget his perfect hands gripping at the pan’s handle while he cooks… vegetables? Something like that yeah.

Taehyung is giving his best into what he’s cooking. Vegetables with rice, that’s the only thing he could do quickly.

Quickly as in less than half an hour, unlike his friend Namjoon who’d take this time just to cook the rice.

The music he put earlier is slowly starting to bore him. After washing his hands, he reaches out for his phone and plays a different playlist. It’s one you name yourself when the two of you were still friends (aka not dating yet). “Taetae fm” because you once joked he should have his own broadcasting channel on the radio. He’d always criticise the music playing so why not have his own channel 👀

“You know Y/n, I actually watched the fashion show live this afternoon. I mean, of course you know because I always do that haha. Anyways, you really were the highlight of the runway tonight. And I’m not saying this in a biased point of view. Okay I might be a bit biased as your boyfriend but I swear that it’s true!! You literally shone back there, especially in that gold dress you were wearing and even the audience was impressed by your looks maybe you didn’t see it on stage but some cameras filmed their reactions and everyone was looking at you. Really, you were so gorge-oh” Taehyung looks at you and smile fondly “Of course you’re asleep, baby”

He lets his phone aside and checks the now cooked food before making his way to the couch. There’s a blanket on the sofa, he covers you with it, scared you might get cold. Taehyung put a loose strand of hair behind your ear and places a kiss on your chin.

You slowly open your eyes and find yourself face to face with him. You both smile.

“Hi there beautiful” He whispers

“what time is it? Did I sleep until the morning?” You’re scared of having slept through the entire nap without realising

“almost 1:20am, I just finished cooking. I thought you might be cold so I went to cover you with the blanket. You should go enjoy the food while it’s still hot, imma go to the toilet”

You nod as an answer and watch him leave upstairs. Getting up from the warmth of the couch is the hardest part so you keep the soft blanket draped around your shoulders and walk towards the kitchen. You grab two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks that you place on the counter along with glasses and a bottle of water.

You then go take care of the rice and the vegetables, which you mix in the pan. The song playing changes and your favourite nighttime tune starts.

“I don’t want a friend, I want my life in two” you sing along

“Waiting to get there, waiting for you” Taehyung’s voice startles you as he grabs your wrists and pulls your back close to him. You smile as he makes the both of you dance slowly. You put his arms around you so it’s like he’s hugging you from the back. You swing around for a little while, enjoying the close proximity as you both softly hum the song, making your body vibrate against each other, moving in perfect coordination.

“I love you” he whispers in your ear and then kisses it, sending chills down your spine, before lifting one of your arm up to make you turn so that you’re now facing him “did my baby sleep well?” You nod as you place your arms around his waist, paying attention to go under the shirt so you’re touching as much skin as possible.

Taehyung chuckles before asking you in that same, chill-sending, low deep voice ; “Still hungry? Because I’m starving”

If you didn’t just wake up, you would’ve definitely caught that lust in his eyes and also the fact that this wasn’t as innocent as it seemed.

As an answer, your stomach growls pretty loudly, making Taehyung laugh . “I’ll take that as a yes. Sit down, princess. Let me take care of you”

You do as he says, jumping on a stool, detailing all of his moves. You only realise how hungry you actually were when you start eating. Rice with vegetables has never tastes better. You eat everything in less than 5 minutes when you’d usually take your time to finish your plate.

“Damn, that was a well needed dinner! Thank you Tae” you mess a bit with his soft locks

“Imagine me who was waiting for you all evening!! I was hungry too” He pouts.

“Oh come on, I was working today. Cardio in heels isn’t the best way to wake up, let alone spend the whole day standing in tight clothes. When I think you has a day off… pfff. I saw the bed, I’m sure you stayed there all day, you lazyyyyyyyyy ass.”

He mumbles some gibberish and you giggle, knowing that you're right. He looks away, crossing his arms and obviously sulking. You leave your stool and stand behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck. You leave a few kisses on his cheek and neck

“- Don’t be such a babyy. You know I love you.

- You do?

- of course, you dummy” you bop his nose "Sooo, what do we have for desert?

- You. Uh I mean!! Yoghurt, fruits, cakes, fruits…anything” he clears his throat

“Great! What do you prefer?” You open the fridge

“ I’d very happily eat you out honestly but an apple sounds good”

“Oh sur- wait whaT!?” You snap your head to him, eyes wide open

what did he sayyyyyyyy?????

whaT am I even supposed to say noW oh my goddddd

You close the fridge’s door, suddenly not so yogurt-hungry.

There’s a sudden silence between the two of you, only disturbed by the music still playing in the background.

“Mhm? What is it?” He turns around to face you, asking so innocently “did I say something wrong ?”

This man knows what he is doing for sure. Has he ever been that straightforward before ?

Taehyung stands and closes the distance between your bodies, now towering over you.

He lowers himself slightly to speak in your ear “what is it baby? Mhm?” You feel his smile on your cheek when he lays a kiss on it “what happened to my all proud and fierce y/n who was so confident telling me I was being lazy all day, huh? Tell me” He lays another kiss on your temple

OkaY

now he’s being a tease

Great

1 A.M. fluffy and bare chested teaser Taehyung

gReAT

Anyhow, it’s a good turn on.

Really.good.freaking.turn.on

Being tired and turned on was definitely not a good mix for you. You could feel the heat rising in your body and hear your heart pounding in your ears.

“Tae…”

He laughs gently seeing you silently begging for more, brushing your face with his lips, teasing another kiss.

“Tsk tsk, you gotta speak darling, I cannot guess”

You should calm down and go to sleep, it’s 1am and you have work tomorrow you should definitely-

“Fuck-“ You sigh and grab his face, sealing your lips together while closing your eyes.

It doesn’t take long for that kiss to turn into a heated make out session.

You grab and pull some of his dark curls while his hands travels under his your shirt.

You break the kiss just a second to catch your breath.

“Have i ever told you you have the perfect body?” Taehyung asks

“Did I ever tell you how perfect you are??” You reply

He laughs, deep raspy laugh.

You’re too tired for this

And because you’re tired, you’re even more horny :D

Taehyung puts his hands behind your thighs and you jump, locking your legs around his waist, hands still in his hair, lips against his while carries you to the bedroom.

He leaves your lips to travel down your jaw and then collarbone. You throw your head back.

Taehyung gently lays you on the mattress of your king sized bed and makes it his personal mission to pleasure you tonight.

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