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uhlunaro · 11 months
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hello!! im not sure if u can do a request for this type of prompt but: reader crushing on leon (thinking of re4r leon for this but any leon would work just fine!!) for the longest time but is secretly very insecure about their self and thinks he’s way out of their league, while leon is just heart eyes and longing on reader every time they’re together. so when leon finally confesses to them, reader is just like ????????? i think you got the wrong person, buddy!!! and is just in complete denial bc they think he deserves better 😭😭 (totally not bc im very insecure especially with how i look and i just wanna know what leon would do in situations like this LMAO)
also, i would just like to say that you are responsible for my leon brainrot 😭 YOUR FICS ARE SO SOOOOOO GOOD!!! your writing style completely blows me away and im in awe with how you write leon’s personality so well!!! thank you for giving the leon kennedy nation something to live for 😭❤️ you’re really out here saving lives with each fic lol i hope you have a great day!!
BESTIE THANK U SO MUCH!!! i love this prompt and idk if this is what u were looking for but i did my best :'))
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He’s beautiful and brave and smart and perfect, but he’ll never be yours.
Not because you’ve already faced his rejection, but you expect it, should the topic ever arise (please let it never arise).
He’s perfect, and you’re you. Pining for him from afar like some heartsick teen. It’s embarrassing to the third degree, and that shame keeps you out of his way. Hidden from his line of sight.
Except when it doesn’t.
He visits you at HQ from time to time, morosing over technological mishaps. His radio was dropped off a six-story building. He accidentally spilled coffee over his work laptop. His phone won’t turn on. (The last one isn’t covered by company policy, but you fix it up anyway. Schoolyard crush and all that.)
But you begin to think that he hates you. That he’s purposefully breaking every electronic in his possession to pile more work onto your already strained schedule, and you can’t say no because every woman and half the men in this entire building would have you strung up by the toes. The man’s well-known and even more well-loved. And you can’t blame them.
Despite the increased stress at his approach, you still can’t stop the rush of nervous excitement when he steps up to your desk, like bottled electricity, or boiling stars.
“I know this is short notice, and I’m sorry, but—“ Leon produces an MP3 player from the pocket of his coat and presents it to you with a guilt-stricken smile, “I think something’s wrong with the wires.”
You take it from him and inspect the front cover, then the back, then the headphone port. “What’s wrong with it exactly?”
He shrugs his shoulders, leans back against the edge of your desk, so close that his cologne tickles the back of your tongue and his leg bumps against your knee.
You think you might die via spontaneous combustion.
“It won’t turn on.”
“Did you install new batteries?”
“This morning.”
“Has it been dropped at all?” You’re known to do that, Leon.
“Definitely not. I listen to it when I’m on the plane, so it’s like my baby.”
You give him a quick nod and turn away from his studying gaze, the sharpness of his eyes overwhelming to a nerve-wracking degree.
He’s too pretty, and you’re very much… not. There’s a reason you stay to yourself, mind your business—you’ve never been noteworthy, or outstanding. Never turn heads when you walk into rooms, or receive compliments from nice strangers.
You’re plain and average and have a shitty, one-note job where the highlight of your entire month is the object of your affections strolling in to add another broken electronic to your already-full workload.
“So. Do you think you can fix it by tomorrow?”
You blanch. “Tomorrow? Leon, I'm not a miracle worker.”
“You’re a lot smarter than one.” When the horrified look on your face stays stagnant, he heaves out a sigh. “Listen, I understand that you have more important things to do, but if I’m being honest?” He bends down, low enough for you to hear him mutter, “You’re the only person I trust around here. At least I know it’ll get done right.”
His face is unbearably close, just a few inches away, and you never knew he had a beauty mark. And freckles. A little scar on his chin.
Fuck. Shitshitfuck—
You smile, a wretched overcompensation as you fear the inevitable burst of your heart. “Yeah! Yeah, I will, uh. Start on it now. Should be ready in the morning.”
He leans back and gives you a relieved smile, and your lungs begin to expand again. “I owe you one. Well, several at this point. I’ll make it up to you some time.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m just—“
“I insist. I can get you lunch next week. Whatever you want.”
—doing my job.
“I don’t think…”
The phone somewhere inside his pockets begins to ring, and he gives a consolatory smile when you jolt in your chair. “Duty calls, but I expect an answer tomorrow.”
He leaves in a whirlwind, a mesmerizing saunter, and you feel like you’ve been punched in the gut. He’s always like this. A strong presence on his worst days. A blinding sun. Magnetic.
You think of him long after he’s left, until the spice of his cologne and his warmth against your leg finally fizzles out.
Thankfully, the MP3 is a simple fix. A loose wire, just as he hypothesized. 
But a loose wire due to tampering.
The front plate had been removed once before, a chip in the corner of the plastic.
So. He truly does hate you.
At least you’re getting food out of this bullshit.
No, who are you kidding? It hurts. You like him. He’s supposed to be nice, per everyone else’s experience. What about you makes it so difficult?
You decide, then—no more of this. You’re done. Surely, half this city’s population would trip over themselves to fix his electronics.
It’s not your problem anymore.
Leon strolls into the room early the next morning, before you’ve even set out your tools for the day. 
You’re cordial as always, if not a bit aloof when he inquires about his MP3.
“Yeah. I fixed it.”
Your body betrays you, however. You’re hurt, drowning in the aftermath of unspoken rejection, but he looks lovely in civilian clothing, and he smells of his usual spice—a pleasant balm that makes you inhale a little too deeply.
“I appreciate it.” He smiles when you hand the device over to him, takes a moment to turn it over in hand. “Seriously, you’re a lifesaver.”
You shrug. “Just doing my job.”
He looks up at you. Narrows his eyes. Takes his usual place at the edge of your desk. “Something happen?”
“Just tired.”
“That’s bullshit.”
You huff out a sigh and debate on whether to bring it up. His sabotaging. On one hand, you’d rather not subject yourself to tasks meant to bestow misery, but on the other… well, he’s welcome company, and he hides his intentions. Better to stick with him than half the people at HQ, who waste no time telling you how boring you are or how useless your job is.
Useless. You’re the goddamn technician—the sole reason this place hasn’t burst into flames yet. 
“Listen, I don't mean any offense by this, but I think someone messed with your MP3.” You really just want to see if he’ll admit it.
He winces, braces his hands atop the desk, and you wait for the admittance to follow. “How did you know?”
“It’s my job to know.”
“Right. Yeah.”
“Did you do it?”
His mouth flattens to a line, bright eyes dart between the corners of the room. “Possibly.”
“Why? I mean, I didn’t think I was that bad.”
“That—what?”
“… What?”
He lurches forward, and the desk skids a short distance across the floor. “What do you mean, you’re ‘that bad’?”
That throws you off-kilter. Makes you take a second to gather the scatter of your thoughts. “I thought you—Leon, you’ve been destroying your belongings for six months. Just to have me fix them.”
“No, wait, the coffee thing really was an accident.”
“Leon.”
He possesses the humility to appear sheepish, upturned brows and all. “I already told you: I trust you to fix them.”
“But you’re the one breaking them.”
“As we’ve established.”
“So, why?”
He levels a gaze at you, almost vulnerable if you read him right. Definitely a different light to his eyes than you’re used to. And that makes you nervous.
“Have you ever thought that… maybe I wanted a reason to see you?”
You snort back a laugh and shake your head. “No. Never would’ve crossed my mind.”
“Oh.”
“And this isn’t funny, by the way.”
“Why would I try to be funny?”
“Because you’re you, and I’m a nobody. Why else?”
“You’re not—“ He cuts himself off. Maybe he realizes he’s arguing with the brick wall of your insecurities, or maybe you just aren’t worth it. Wouldn’t be the first time, and it surely won’t be the last. “When I told you I wanted to get you lunch yesterday, I was planning on making it a date.”
Your face melts into an expression of neutrality. You slump into your office chair.
This cannot be real. He’s joking, and there’s a spy camera somewhere, and your coworkers are crowded around a laptop laughing at you. Pitiful, unassuming, boring you. It can’t be anything else. No fucking way.
“Seriously?”
He nods, eyes bright as a midday sky, just as welcoming, and you want to believe him.
But.
“I think you’ve got the wrong person.”
“My vision is perfect, actually. I can show you my file if you don’t believe me.” He moves closer, raises a leg to sit on the edge of your desk. “All jokes aside, I really do like you. And I do owe you lunch.”
He likes you? He likes you. And now you’re smiling at his stupid joke, and you finally understand the reasoning behind his stares: affection. 
Okay, stop. Think a moment. He ruined his electronics: yes. He ruined them on purpose: got it. He ruined them on purpose to get a chance to see you: that’s the part you struggle with. 
“You could have anybody in this building. You know that, right?”
“I don’t want just anybody. I thought I made that clear.”
Huh. An interesting development. An unexpected one.
You were not prepared for this, and the buzzing wings inside the cage of your chest makes it borderline impossible to catch a breath.
You’re standing high over a blackhole cavern, toeing the rocky ledge, and your balance begins to fail you.
He likes you. He asked you on a date.
He likes you, and he seems genuine. No jokes, or spy cameras, or lying.
He likes you. You, in all your underwhelming glory.
How could you ever say no?
You plant your elbows on the desk, just next to where he sits, and you find yourself shy. Giddy. “Okay. Lunch, then.”
And you fall. 
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I took notes on my thoughts while watching Nerdy Prudes Must Die because I did the same for Black Friday
DAMN Jon said “I am a TENOR”
I literally can’t get over how good he sounds
AHHHHHH LAUREN!!!!!
Bro these songs SLAP
Damn Mariahs hair is so long
Pete is such a mood
I’m literally terrified of being pantsed so bad
BRUH NOT MICRO-PETER
Omg hey Kim
When Cory enthusiastically agrees I’m dying
Omg Max likes Grace???????
Wait that’s so cute
Wait why’s he kinda fine
“His name is Jesus Christ” HELP 💀💀💀💀💀
It’s giving Apex Predator (from Mean Girls)
Damn these HARMONIES THO
My jaw is on the floor the way Cory is talking to her
“How am I supposed to study without listening to Spotify?” ME LMFAO
I KNOW HE DID NOT JUST MAKE AN ISSAC NEWTON JOKE
The way hes like “this is about thermodynamics” me me me. I hate when people make jokes about the things we’re not even talking about.
“NANI” NO WAY HE SAID THAT HELP💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀I LITERALLY CANNOT BREATHE 💀💀💀💀💀💀
Study date????????
Joey Richter my beloved ❤️❤️❤️
When Max enters and the crowd cheers
“Rondevuch”
Max literally has a God complex
Why is Kim everyones mom?
“Walen place”?????
“Mom will you pass the butt stuff????” HELP SHES BEEN CORRUPTED
NO WAY SHES FANTASIZING ABOUT MAX JAGERMAN
LITERALLY WHAT
Awwww Grace is experiencing Catholic Guilt™ ❤️❤️❤️
Girl wdym “he’s gotta go”???
Laurens character is bisexual???????
“WAIFU MATERIAL”?????? I literally can’t get over Jons character
Wait Grace is a little fucked up actually
Wait since the Waylons built hatchetfield high and the starlight theater, could they have cursed the town somehow? Like I know about the evil brothers or whatever, but I’m not super familiar with the lore
Wait I kind of love Grace now
Mariah slays
“Am I reading as Ghost, or Lin Manuel Miranda?” AWWWWWW❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
“Your fucking useless Pete.” Tgwdlm???? In MY npmd???? It’s more likely than you think
I’m very suspicious about how fast they seemed to put the plan together…
I know the plan wont work and Im so nervous I’m getting secondhand embarrassment so bad rn
“Skele-ens”
I need Max Jagerman actually
Awwww Max is a Theater Kid ❤️❤️❤️
AW FUCK HE DIED
HOLY FUCK HE DIED
GIRL WTF IS WRONG WITH GRACE
I love how upbeat this song is
WHYD SHE CUT HIS NIPPLES OFF WTF
Omg Dan and Donna!
Slay Mayor Lauter
His reaction to being asked to the game is giving- “she asked me for the time” “no way” “way :D”
THE NIGHTHAWKS MASCOT 💀💀💀💀
FUCK CLIVESDALE
DAMN THEYRE IN THE SPLITS GOOD FOR THEM
I like that the football team has only 2 players
I love when actors walk through the audience, but ESPECIALLY here when hes stalking Richie bro looks so good
Listen I know he’s about to kill Richie but HES SO FINE HELP
Im literally so Gay bro
THE SMOKE CLUB!!!!!!
THE NIGHTMARE TIME THEME
When she says hes not hot anymore girl speak for yoursef
Please let Grace swear
Oh fuck they’re giving themselves away
Grace Chastity said “acab”
Cory needs more songs
MAN IN A HURRY RETURNS!!!!!
Damn who is this girl in a trenchcoat 😍😍😍
GERALD OH MY GOD
Random side note but what happened to Robert? I was just thinking about how I wish we could see Hidgens again but is Robert still a part of Starkid anymore? Is he on to Bigger and Better things? Does anyone know what those are? I’d love to continue to support him.
Edit: NVM NVM I TAKE IT BACK I DO NOT WANT TO SUPPORT ROBERT MANION NO NO NO SIR
The invisible bird. Literally high school theater
“Heahs the thang about ah bahbecue”
“Ah wawna remember who ah ayum”
Ruth is so real for not know when to do the lights bc the cue lines were wrong
Ugh Laurens voice is so good and I know ive said that about pretty much everyone but it’s true
I know shes about to die rn
The red lighting gave it away
THE WAY HE LOOKS INTO CAMERA AFTER HE KILLS HER I NEED HIM SO BAD
Why did Kim scream like that
Awww Grace has religious trauma now ❤️❤️❤️
THE COPS THEME
OH MY GOD PAUL AND EMMA!!!!!!!!!
He gave her his number❤️❤️❤️
Hot chocolate boy!!!!!!!! I knew Peter was the hot chocolate boy but still
This duet is EVERYTHING
Obsessed with the fact he called MARIAH ROSE FAITH a MEAN GIRL
“Axe wielding maniacs?”
The Waylons did not dig that shit very deep…
OH FUCK THEY HAVE TO SUMMIN THE LORDS IN BLACK
I KNEW THE WAYLONS BUILT LAKESIDE MALL
im so sorry Zombie Max is So Fine
WIGGLY
THEY HAVE HUMAN FORMS??????
“Let me check my Christmas list”
“What do you want steph?” MORE tgwdlm? In MY npmd?
I feel bad for not knowing all their names
Max says bitch a lot
Damn this show is long
Omg this is so sad im tearing up a lil
Max is so fucking funny
Damn Grace is seducing Max this is hilarious
Fuck Grace Chastity or kill some nerds? One of the many difficult decisions in life
He decides to fuck Grace Chastity
OH MY GOD THATS SO SMART
Thats some fuckin Macbeth level shit
Kims teacher character is so cute awwwww
Paul and Bill dance Chaperones??????
Oh nvm that’s Jason
I don’t think I ever mentioned it but the dancing is really good
It’s very clean and crisp
In the last 2 hours I very quickly developed a massive crush on Will Branner
OH FUCK
WHATS GOING ON
WHAT
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sage-delusions · 9 months
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stay over ♡ patrick bateman x reader
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warnings/tags - 18+ !! this is smut i am whipped for patrick bateman. written in lowercase on purpose, porn w a lil bit of plot, gn reader but afab body, written thinking ab movie bateman bc im still reading the book, also im kinda a patrick apologist so hes kinda sweet in this i might write him kinda crazy next time tho🤭, oral sex (m receiving) written crazily bc im crazy hehe haha, kinda j cuts off at the end bc im terrible at writing endings, employee-employer relationship kinda, unsafe sex, missionary, biting, hair pulling, reader calling patrick patty bc i think its funny
a/n: saw a post the other day and thought of this lmaooojrbejrejdjdb i hope u like it
the white couch you're sitting and waiting for him on is comfortable, you have to admit. you use your nail to scratch at your cuticles, a nervous habit. god, where is he?
patrick bateman had been your superior at pierce and pierce for years, but just recently you had been promoted to a position a bit closer to his, so the two of you were closer more often, you being sent to do things like get his coffee on occasion. the two of you began to get closer after you had complemented his walkman one morning. he thanked you with a warm (though mostly fake at that point) smile. "i think it's important to appreciate music often," he'd said plainly.
the man was very attractive, you had always thought that, but the more he warmed up to you, the more his defenses dropped, it was easier to like him. those hazel eyes looking at you kindly made you stomach fill with butterflies every time. his smooth voice had this odd ability to consume you if you listened to it for very long and even the slightest touch from him set your skin aflame.
eventually, he asked you on a date. you said yes, of course, because who's refusing him, and thats how you got here -- sitting in the minimalistic living room of patrick bateman's house.
you hear footsteps finally and look up to see the suit clad gentleman walking back into the living room, immediately making eye contact. "sorry about that, y/n," he apologizes, sitting close to you on the couch, genuine warmth laced in his tone. when his thigh brushes against yours you shudder, his eyes catching it. he smirks, flashing his sharp canines.
"oh it's fine, really," you reassure him, watching as his thick fingers start to trail up your thigh mindlessly. "y-you can take your time with anything you need, mr. bateman," your face heats up as you stutter over your words. you feel like you could die as his fingers apply just a little bit of pressure, rubbing circles.
"patrick," he nearly cuts you off. "call me patrick."
his eyes bore into you, and suddenly you feel meek, like a rabbit cowering hopelessly before a wolf. his fingers are dangerously far up your thigh at this point, the pads of them feeling the heat radiating off your core, and the both of you can't help but watch as he teases you. patrick can almost feel himself drool at the thought of tearing you apart. the way your eyebrows draw together with frustration makes his cock twitch. your big doe eyes flicking back to gaze into his are the last straw. he decides then and there he will.
he looks down at your plush lips and dives in, taking you slightly by surprise. his kiss is hungry and messy, your teeth clacking together slightly and tongues mingling together. he groans and grabs a handful of your hair, yanking just a little to get you to yelp. when his plan works, he uses it as an opening to shove his tongue deeper into your mouth. your hands are gripping the front of his suit so hard that you knuckles are turning white and the way he massages your scalp as a sort of silent apology for how harsh he'd been makes you moan softly. his hand that's not on your thigh finds your waist, pulling you close.
he pulls away and chuckles when your head tries to follow his. you've never had anyone kiss you like that before, and you mind is fuzzy. he brushes your hair behind your ear and starts kissing down your face and neck. you bite you lip when you feel him licking and sucking on you, bringing your hand up to run you fingers through his gorgeous hair. his hands get to work unbuttoning your shirt, smiling into your skin as he slips it off your shoulders. he kisses down your chest and stomach and you lean back to let him, relaxing into his touch and laying your head up against the back of the couch. he makes quick work of removing the rest of your clothes and before you know it your buttnaked on his couch, staring up at him as he cradles your face in his hand.
"so beautiful," he says, his eyes trailing down your nude form. the way his eyes linger makes your stomach flutter and you feel yourself clench around nothing. you bring your hand to touch his thigh, eyeballing the growing tent in his pants. your hand inches closer and he shifts his attention to your face.
"you wanna suck it?" he asks, voice husky. you look up at him and start to feel to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his suit pants. his eyes are dark with lust and his hand is tangled in your hair. you can tell he's ready for this. you unbuckle his belt and easily unbutton his pants, watching them drop, and the sight before you makes you bite your lip.
his cock is thick, you can tell even through his briefs, and he's straining against them. you hand cups his bulge and he hisses slightly. you kiss him through his underwear as you reach for the waistband, his hips bucking at the contact.
he decides he wants to take the rest of his clothes off as well and backs away. the look in your eyes makes his dick twitch, disappointed and scared hes going to leave you needy like this. the whine that rises from your throat doesn't help either.
"don't worry, pretty," he says as he unbuttons his suit jacket and loosens his tie. his mussed hair and the way his hands flex as you watch him undress has you pressing your thighs together even harder than before, slick starting to run down them and make them slippery.
eventually he gets his shirt off, and he's in nothing but his briefs. patrick makes his way back to you, watching as you smile and reach for him. you hand automatically goes to the waistband of his underwear, making him chuckle darkly. "so eager," he teases. you don't care. you're so hungry to please him at this point you feel like your head is empty, only thoughts of bringing him to his peak swimming through your brain.
when you pull his waistband down and pull his underwear down his thighs a bit, his member springs up, the tip brushing his belly button. you can't help but lick your lips. his tip is a pretty shade of pink, a little deeper than normal from being seemingly a little pent up, and precum is leaking from it. his cock itself is lengthy and thick, a pretty vein running down the side, and you almost gasp when you keep looking at it. your amazement feeds his ego, only making it harder and making him want to ram himself down your throat. he's glad when you spit in your hand and start to rub the tip, watching him jump just a bit. you slide your hand up and down the entirety of his member a few times before putting your lips around his cockhead. his fingers gripped your hair as he tightened his jaw, your hand massaging what wasnt in your mouth. his head lolled back, a quiet groan rumbling from his chest. he pulled you closer by your hair, urging you to take the rest. you gladly oblige, ducking your head down and gagging on his dick.
"shit." he spat, a moan shortly following. the way he was reacting had you dripping and rocking back and forth, trying to get any kind of friction. you just hoped you didn't stain his couch.
your right index finger drew shapes on his thigh as your left hand fondled his balls, drool dripping down his shaft as you flick your tongue on the underside of his cock. the sight is enough to make him go insane, he thinks, watching his cock slide down your throat repeatedly. you feel his thigh tense and he moans, rutting into your throat. his hand in your hand is gripping so tight but that only heightens the feeling building in the pit of your stomach. your eyes are teary and running but you could care less, trying to get your nose to touch his navel.
"god, you're such a good little slut," patrick slurs, his hips thrusting and hand coming up to brush his hair our of his face. you grip the backs of his thighs, trying to pull him closer, his words lighting a fire within you. his cock is twitching in your throat and you see his mouth open, knowing hes about to cum. you keep flicking your tongue on the underside, determined to make him cum before he can warn you.
"shit i'm-" he starts before his mouth opens in a silent scream, hips jolting forward and cock shooting ropes of hot cum down your throat. he almost growls, and you feel like he's gonna rip your hair out from how hard his holding it. you close you eyes and move your hand down to cup his balls once more, milking him for all hes got. legs shaking a bit, he whimpers (or the closest thing you can get to one from patrick) and pulls your hair back, and you know you're done. you pull away and lick his tip teasingly, dipping your tongue in the slit. when you look up his fucked out face, pink in addition to his neck and down his chest, lips puffy and slightly parted but eyes still dark. he's not done.
he moves to one end of the couch and pulls you by your legs to lay on your back, throwing them back to rest your knees on your chest, simultaneously spreading you for him. you don't think you have ever felt so vulnerable. he bites his lip as his watches your hole flutter just from him looking at it, clit swollen and slick dripping out of you. "d-don't just look," you manage to get out, your face red. his cock starts getting hard again just from looking at you. he grinds it against the warmth of your folds, tip brushing your clit making you whimper. his hands move to massage your thighs as he lazily drags his heavy cock through your folds, your back arching trying to get the friction closer.
"oh, please don't stop.." you whine. you hips grind up into him, your cunt aching for more of him. his hand moves to brush over your stomach as he makes eye contact with you, letting you know he's about to get in position. your thighs go slack and open as far as they can, your hands underneath the bends of your knees to hold them open just in case they try to close. his head is prodding at your hole and you bite your lip, feeling him start trying to push in.
his fingers brush yours as he grips your thighs for leverage, pushing the very tip of himself into you. you hiss as just a little bit of him, and he bites his lip at how tight you are, snuggling in a little more. even though you were more than prepared, no amount of lubricant could make his cock not stretch you more than you thought was possible. you whine, and lean your head back against the armrest of the couch. his cock is splitting you open so nicely you feel like you're going to lose it. patricks fingernails dig into you and he sinks his cock in a little more, only about a fourth of the way inside you. you mouth is hanging open, obscene moans spilling from it making patrick's hips jump forward, his cock splitting you further. it hurts so good and your eyes are tearing up at the feeling.
patrick's head comes down to rest in the crook of your neck, his hands coming to your waist and cock settling further inside of you. you can feel his tip start to brush up against your cervix and you can't believe how far he is inside of you. strings of swears and curses leave you as his dick pushes the last bit inside of you, your nails digging into his shoulders in desperate need of something to ground you. his cock was huge and you almost felt like you were suffocating from how he stretched you. his chest rumbles against you as he grinds his cock up and hits your gspot, making you yelp and your back arch.
"patrick, oh," you keened, his tip rutting up into that spot over and over, your vision getting spotty and toes curling. the warmth in the pit of your stomach felt like hellfire, the feeling of his body resting on yours, cock pounding into you, balls smacking your ass simultaneously, it was all so much.
you drag your nails down his shoulders, back arching and you feel like your going to cum right then.
"oh, patty, you're gonna make me- shit!" you whine, slurring your words into his ear, clutching onto him for dear life. his body tenses from your words and his hand moves down to rub your clit, sending shocks up your spine.
"oh my god!" you nearly scream, cumming harder than you ever had in your life. eyes closed tight, mouth wide, legs shaking as patrick just pounded you through your orgasm, his on the horizon. he dug his sharp canines into you neck so hard you bled, making you whimper slightly. his thrusts got irregular, "fuck, fuck, fuck," spilling from his mouth. you felt him twitch, his cock filling you.
you were so fucked out you didnt realize what had happened for a long time, your vision blurry and body tingly. what did alert you was patrick pulling out, the dull ache of emptiness making you hiss.
you opened your eyes just in time to watch that perfect ass walk out of the room, though you were sad he just left you with no word. you decided to lay there and just get up and leave when you could stand.
you then heard footsteps coming back, patrick coming back with a wash cloth in hand, wearing a new pair of underwear. he sat between your legs and leaned down to dab up the blood from where he bit you. after he had it to his satisfaction, he moved to clean between your legs, making you hiss when he wiped over your clit.
"sorry," he said flatly, though you know he meant it.
"its okay," you reassure him, smiling gently at him as he kept gently cleaning you up. when he was done he quickly ran the rag to the dirty clothes and came back with a shirt of his for you.
"here," he said, putting the shirt over your head. he watched as you pulled the shirt down and put your arms in. when you were done he sat next to you. a silence passed.
"do you want to stay over?" he asked, eyes on the ground. he'd asked many people to stay the night, but that was different. he had to admit he was nervous. though it melted away when you put your hand on his shoulder gently and leaned against him.
"of course i will, patty."
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johannestevans · 1 year
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so important for the twink who's been lusting over his middle-aged oblivious het work colleague to finally just break and he like Hey real quick can I suck your cock
and colleague, who's never received a BJ or tbh a compliment before, including from his ex wife, to be like. huh?
like I'm just thinking and average looking guy who's a little too into his work and isn't great at charming people, he's blunt and a little bland
doesn't feel great about his appearance bc he's not too tall and he's stocky and pudgy and he's not got the big chiseled jaw
meanwhile this twink is. fucking salivating at the DILF supreme with his big strong hands and his weighted body and his hairy chest and his thick thighs and the way his eyes crinkle at the edges when he smiles
and the colleague is like but??? aren't you very gorgeous? by gay guy standards? can't you, um. do better? bc even women aren't particularly attracted to me, at least, they've never said
and the twink is like. ok well they're insane, open your jeans
idk im thinking about the particular het culture where autistic guys especially get overlooked dating wise anyway, but also some cishet women just never compliment their partners' appearances even just to say "looking handsome!" bc they think feeling attractive is for women only
and then you have. twink.
who's just a little drunk and/or stoned and horny and is just like Please, based on the rest of the package here, I'm assuming your dick is great
and the guy is like there is??? no package available
and twink like???? you have nice hair, your eyes are gorgeous and you have that cute crinkle and the dimples, you have strong shoulders and I've watched you lift stuff, you could definitely lift ME, and you're hairy which is HOT and you've got great legs
is your lap comfy
and colleague blustering and red faced but it doesn't occur to him to refuse when the twink gestures to his lap, and he's WARM and his hands are sliding down his neck and his thumbs are on his jaw, and colleague isn't attracted to guys but… this is NICE
esp twink kissing him and colleague trying to kiss back and twink being like EW stop that stop that right now what the fuck.
and colleague like oh I'm so sorry fuck i--
and twink all, kiss like i show you, don't be so liberal with the tongue
and they're kissing and it… it actually feels NICE? it feels good? especially bc the twink is grinding down in his lap and colleague is like 😳😳😳 bc he's hard and also he's 44 and just got Educated in Kissing Properly which he didn't know you could even do wrong
twink getting to his knees and colleague trying to be like oh no no you don't have to--
and twink like, i absolutely have to do this and might die if i don't. are you okay with killing me
and colleague like. I'm. I'm pretty sure you won't die from not sucking me off
and the twink like, alan, you didn't even know which month was pride month, so why would you be that confident about me sucking dick and whether i would die or not
and colleague just
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twink on his knees and colleague who's never considered himself much of a stud and sometimes has a hard time getting off absolutely losing his mind
because the twink is doing things with his mouth and tongue and HANDS he's never imagined
and he's tugging at his balls and twisting his grip a bit on the base of his cock and dragging his tongue against this one really sensitive spot on the side of his cock head and just
liquefying his brains
esp if they finish and the twink is like that was great
and goes home
and colleague is just like. that was mind blowing but am i a bad person if I'm not gay but I want to do that again? shouldn't i blow him back? to be polite???
and being so nervous and shy about wanting to invite the twink for more casual sex, but every time the twink suggests it he's like YES YES ABSOLUTELY and then is anxious he's too eager and that it's disrespectful or unkind
MEANWHILE the twink keeps saying he's such a daddy and that he's cute and hot and handsome and that's amazing but also the sex is so… affirming and NICE
the first time sex hasn't been stressful for felt like a chore
and the twink won't let him suck him off bc he's like. no babe I know you want to reciprocate but this is an acquired taste and in my expert opinion it's not for you
so he tries to fuck the twink as vigorously as possible when they try anal
and the. the benefit of his ED is that his stamina means fucking harder for. longer
than the twink expected
and the twink just fucking dizzy and mindless with cock after like oh my god????? you ruined me? do it agajn!?
I'm just obsessed with the dynamic of the twink who's. a lot more confident and experienced, but also very much at home with casual sex between friends
whereas the colleague is having a moderate identity crisis
because he's still not gay! he's pretty sure he's not attracted to men, including this one! but the sex is really good? does that make him a bad person, shouldn't he let the twink KNOW?
and he does and the twink is like… yeah? duh? would you like to try prostate stimulation
you don't have to but i think you'd like it
and colleague is all like, you… fuck me?
and the twink falling over laughing like, ME? top? top YOU? oh no we're great friends but I'm too lazy. no i meant I'd finger you while sucking you off
and the colleague just lying there after, dazed and starry-eyed, like. maybe we should get married
and the twink just like. Alan how has your ex wife not taught you to be more discerning about proposals? also i am NOT the marrying kind
anyway i think it would be good if the twink started introducing him to hot chicks he knows, that will top as well as bottom and that also just? Will make a man feel good?
esp if Alan is just embarrassingly smitten and goes OTT on flowers and gifts and she's like 😳
and i think the ideal for this is the colleague kind of clearing his throat at his wedding like. uh. i invited. i invited a guy. for you. he's just come out and he's like 45 and he's--
the twink is like, alan, please, say no more. point him and the coat closet out in that order
the twink, drunk, after, sitting in the lap of his new conquest: this is dave he's the sacrifice Alan made at the altar of my bussy in exchange for my services
Alan: this is a very unorthodox wedding toast
twink: HAPPINESS TO THE BRIDE AND GROOM
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lesbianspeedy · 1 year
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can I hear about the mia and ollie similarities whenever you have time...
theyre blonde :( thats it :( okay but ACTUALLY LETS GET INTO IT
They're loud assholes to people who need to be yelled at, but theyre actually hella introverted.
Mia "i think fast i talk fast" Dearden will mouth off at villains and batman, and take the piss out of people she loves. BUT she wasn't exactly shown to have like a friend group at her school (she was shown to be popular. but we only see her specifically interact with one person), and was extremely nervous to join the titans, not because they intimidated her, but because she didnt really...want to be there. She'd rather be with people she knows. She spends most of her time practicing archery, even before she was speedy. The only time we ever saw her go out anywhere was on a date with Dodger. And I will be pretending for the sake of this post that all of this is bc of character stuff and not just bad writing!
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Similarly, Ollie "goateed loudmouth" Queen thrives when he's alone, he prefers it, he rarely spends time with people outside of his family or close close friends. He'll rant and rave at leaguers and cops and capitalists and villains all day long, but he's at his happiest and most content when he's alone, and often when on the move too, this man cannot sit still he is like a fucking shark he will die if he is in the same place too long but thats unrelated to this post.
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As is pretty much a requirement to be in the arrowfam. Neither of them are here to fight the big alien threats you take on while being in the league/titans. They're here to save the little guy and fuck up capitalists. They have both seen the worst of society on the very opposite ends of the spectrum, Ollie with the rich, Mia with those the rich forget or ignore. I don't think I really need to add an example of Ollie here considering thats like his main this if u know anything about him. But look heres mia thinking abt it in her first titans issue.
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Now with coping mechanisms they're a lil different, Mia tends to isolate and stay in one place. Ollie will isolate but fuck off somewhere. Accidentally walk to canada. That sorta thing.
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(pls ignore how terrifying bald ollie is)
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They also both mask their emotions and deflect with humour when around other people, they don't want others to have to deal with their shit, they don't want to burden them (hence the isolation, this also often leads to them imploding in on themselves). Heres my most favourite example of their similarities ever (yes I will continue to post and talk about this specific thing every 3 weeks and no one can stop me) I do owe Hester my life for this
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Now heres the best part. They both did this a lot right. And yknow what that led to? Learning and growing and being there for each other :] Now im going to be honest we dont really see this growth in vol 3 bc judd winick is incapable of writing character development but! Phil Hester is here for us once again with his story in the 80th special and this part specifically <3
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Also once again a whole arrowfam thing- neither of them give two shits about their secret id lmao. I choose to believe Mia is so flippant about hers bc she so easily realised Ollie was GA that she just went like. Yeah sure I won't give a fuck either, it's clearly working for him.
oh and they both like musical theatre, hate batman and are homophobic**. sad. **not actually thats just an in joke in fandom
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hyenagurl · 2 months
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This sounds mean but is coming from a well-meaning place: why are you upset about that moid coworker. So he was nice to you, until you come to work with hickeys (kinda trashy but we’ll let it slide) and now he’s a dick. So he’s nice until he is shown evidence you had a romantic encounter with someone else. This moid is the equivalent of “add nice tokens until sex comes out.” The fact he switched up so fast the second he thought you fucked someone else ⁉️ He was never a nice guy, he never liked you, he wanted to smash and that’s it. He doesn’t see you as a person, he sees you as something to be used and discarded- once he saw someone “used” it first, he moved directly to discarding. Use your head babe, he showed his true colors. xx luv ya
no no youre right but 😭 well it just sucks to have someone show their colors like this. part of what hurts is that it really was night and day, like a complete 180, and nobody notices but me and insists its just bc he got dumped when this started happening well before that…
ive been keeping my eye on him too. hes friendly with everyone. it feels like hes going out of his way to chat everyone up - and then when im talking to someone nearby he does his best to look away. yesterday i did something bad mannered without thinking about it (tore open a packet of aspirin, spat out a piece of it😭) and he came over and was like “why would you do that, that was disgusting and inappropriate.” he has never lectured me like that. and it was the first time he spoke to me in like days. i thought he was joking!
but that was not the worst. today it came to a head, i saw him smirking and i snapped. i asked to speak to him privately (after him initially ignoring me, with an “i guess… 🙄”) and we went to the back. he kept working while i was trying to speak to him, and when i moved in front of him, he could barely even look me in the eye and he had this big dumb nervous grin on his face, and kept laughing like “haha whats the problem? 😅” granted i kept him off guard and i honestly hadnt meant to, but still. i couldnt believe how rude he was being, even if he was nervous. he used to be so courteous!
i was angry and fighting back tears bc i would literally rather die than cry in front of a man like that, so i kept my voice as calm as i could be and was like “whats going on? i understand youre going through something hard rn, but it feels like somethings wrong between us and idk why.” he brushed it off again, still laughing and smiling, and i said “well youve been acting differently for weeks, and you only speak to me now just to lecture me.” he rambled some more bullshit, like “idk sometimes i just dont have anything to say.”
yeah, right. if theres not a problem, then who just has nothing to say to someone in a matter of a DAY?
i couldnt do anything with that and i was pretty upset, so i just told him id be here when he was ready to talk and made sure to stay away from him. then after weeping in the group chat, i was a huge mess, and then my other (male) but honestly sweet coworker saw and figured out what happened and comforted me..
okay so yeah. this is whats so upsetting. its not so much i miss our flirty dynamic - its that a coworker is pulling psychological petty high school bullshit over seemingly nothing - or worse, you and i are right, and hes icing me out for having a sex life! i feel like im going nuts!!!!
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electromagnetic-moss · 5 months
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the fearne ashton talk at the clock tower... kind of feels wrong. like I dont think there was any intention of it but it feels like ashton was lowkey manipulative, almost certainly not meaning to be at all (though I'm a bit worried) but what they were saying like 'I trust you to do this...' 'youre the only one that...' 'the others won't let me but i trust you to...' felt off to me, might be me and my own stuff but it felt coercive.
idk, I've been a callowmoore shipper since day one but it feels off at the end. I trust tal knows exactly what he's doing with ashton and fearne and could explain it all when dani Carr eventually questions him on 4sd. I dont quite know what ashton does at the end of the ep which has created such chaos, I know he does something but idk
-Okay, this was sitting in my drafts so now im adding to this now that I've watched THAT part so more thoughts under the split
fearne was just so nervous when they were having to explain why it's just them going up, then ashton saying 'you promised' whilst she's having those doubts and her getting back to working on the harness and all those worries came back up again
even the kiss, I didnt even know they had kissed til I saw it bc no one really spoke about it on here or twitter, because ofc it was overshadowed but it felt like a 'might die, might as well' kiss or a mad scientist super happy and excited kiss rather than an actual meaningful one. feels like ashtons been clocking fearnes reactions since they got the shard, gauging her feelings, the sister statement, then the talk, it feels one sided. and he seemed to feel no remorse after she kicked and yelled at him.
idk just feels icky. the next 4sd is going to be interesting if taliesin is on.
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cupid-styles · 1 month
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cupid you are really bringing out the tmi in me ive never said anything like this on anon but I feel like i have to give my two cents.
i have 3 different clit sucking toys, and my go to #1 forever bestie girl love of my life will NEVER fail me, is my satisyfer. i swear by it. there are so so so many different levels and she gets me there without fail every. single. time. you can build up to something stronger (and the third level out of like… 7 i think? is where it kicks off).
my other two are really intense right off the bat, and sometimes im in that mood but it’s rare. I like taking my time rather than feeling overstimmed right away you know? that might be why those kinds of toys don’t work for you, but it’s also just not for everyone.
my satisfyer is my ride or die, personally i have the one that is like kinda rounded and doesn’t have a handle (theres like 3 different ones i dont know what mine is called lol), but i would recommend one with a handle especially if you’re using it for a little longer than just a quick sesh, because it can kinda hurt to hold.
also- for all the besties trying clit sucking toys for the first time, you’ll be fine and you’re safe; BUT you can’t use them, id say for longer than 15 minutes at the MOST okay. that skin in sensitive and you can cause a little tear that might bleed a little bit. if it happens, you’ll be totally fine, just please clean your toys before and after every use and wipe yourself down with a gentle wet wipe if it happens, but don’t panic! just back off that toy for a while and don’t masturbate for a few days.
^ that reason is why i feel like vibration toys are just good through and through. my satisfyer can get me off faster than any of my other toys but you can’t play safely as long as you can with vibes. not many people talk about that side of the sucking toys, because it shouldn’t happen if you’re being careful, but accidents do happen.
also with any toy, but id say especially with clit sucking toys, please please please use lube. dry suction is not fun and it probably won’t feel like much. the satisfyer can be a little tricky to find the right position, but lube helps so much to create a proper suction (but it’s not going to stick to you, so you’re safe- it’s not a hands free toy bc sis will just fall if you don’t hold it). you can also use it in the bath for the same effect, just make sure it’s water proof, not just water resistant.
i think that’s all!! a lot of sex toy websites have discreet shipping but the ones i know for sure are bellesa and Adam & Eve, and ofc other stores that also sell vibes along with other things.
you probably won’t find what gets you off super quickly with your first toy. it takes time and experimentation, but spend the time to get familiar with your body and find what you like because everyone is different.
bellesa i know has a lot of different vibes with tons of good descriptive reviews and information, and they have different sizes dildos and anal trainers, but they’re all basic which makes it easy to choose, and they don’t look scary like a lot of those things can.
always play safely but don’t be afraid to try something new! the two most important things you should use with your toys, is lube and a toy cleaner for those antibacterial vibes.
happy playing!!! 😘
OKAYYYY so besties who are nervous about purchasing or using a particular toy, here's a whole load of wonderful advice !!! this is actually so helpful and I wasn't even aware you should use lube w cl*t suckers so tysm!!!!!
but anyone who wants toy advice :)))) here u go :)
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6irlpet · 1 year
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Mm im a virgin and im nervous about my first time can u give me some tips
hmmmmmm ok ok ok ill try
first of all its normal to be shy/nervous but anyone who's worthy as a partner isnt gonna make u feel weird or bad about that. if they do they r not the one!
be safe 😑 similarly anyone who doesnt respect your wishes for things like... condoms, lube, or what u dont want to do, etc etc is not the one!!! never Ever not just for first times!!!! it is OK to not be comfortable with certain things!!!! i know this sounds like elementary advice but a lot of people think they know it, then freeze up in the actual situation :(
wear s/t that makes u feel cute and confident (doesnt have to be crazy lingerie just like. favorite pair of underwear ukno!) and i like to Always shower day of + wash downstairs like 5 mins before sex bc its (1) clean (2) less anxiety on my part
tbh dont build it up in ur head as something that HAS to be perfect and romantic or whatever....... maybe i'm just not a very romantic person (yes) but virginity is not a big deal imo? u wouldnt expect to be good at any hobby with your first attempt, your goal should just be to have fun. and its practice! u get better lol. like unless its the only time you're planning on having sex ever in your whole life it's ok if the planets didn't align or whatever, just learn what worked/what didnt and carry it with u for a better next time!
Have Fun!!!! even when i have someone tied up i love talking/teasing, laughing with them, etc etc... esp since i'm not very dominant and just top 4 friends, i try not to get frozen in my head about what i ~should~ be acting like. i'll go with what feels natural (it all comes easier than you'd think in the moment honestly) and try to channel a bit of what i know they like. but if ur sexy character breaks or whatever , its ok... have fun with it... just be urself fr... i know that sounds corny but its true!! just have fun and anyone who is worth it is gonna giggle along with u. sex is FUN its a connection with someone, an interaction between bodies, making e/o feel good, let it be natural.
dont be afraid to mention if something doesnt feel good? so many of my friends have told me like, "i didnt like when my parter did this / it turned me off or hurt" and i was appalled, like... tell them??? u can move someones hand elsewhere, u can Communicate. when im topping i like to ask 'is that ok? that feel good? can i touch u here?' etc. u can make it sexy by saying it teasingly, but it gives a real window for someone to say if its not.
this isnt possible for every situation but i think it is worth it to have your first experiences b with someone you trust. it doesn't have to be romantic but i think you're a lot more relaxed if you are comfortable with the person. a lot of my firsts were forced/not rly fun, my first Sex was while intoxicated w/ a guy i'd only known a few days + first kink experiences were also random rushed unsafe stuff. i dont exactly regret but i do feel weird about it sometimes and so i've only recently started to be ok with hooking up with people again. via doing so with FWBs i trust and it's been a vastly different experience!!! idk how to describe it, but like knowing we're good and that it's ok and safe and fun and that they're not judging body or whatever, it's given me more confidence in playing + communicating. i used to freeze up if anyone touched me and now im getting open enough to where im considering letting myself sub again, and ok with more physical contact. ofc not everyone has friends who are dtf but no matter who it is, being comfortable with them is everything!!
nothing should hurt or bleed and i'll die on that hill. with plenty of foreplay/arousal and lube and slowly working up a stretch (if ur being penetrated) it shouldn't hurt. example: i hadn't been penetrated with more than 2-3 fingers for months, when i got home recently i tried dildo and couldn't get it in, i just relaxed + worked up with a smaller toy + knew i could go for lube if i needed (i didnt bc i have a faucet pussy but it does make it easier) similarly with anal, u just gotta work up and relax
in line with #7..... theres nothing wrong with using lube. and foreplay IS essential bc when you get aroused your muscles will relax and you'll feel better and more receptive to every aspect of sex not just penetration. i also don't think there's anything wrong with using toys????? a straight girl im friends with said her boyf can't get her off and i told her to tell him to use a vibe and she was like "i don't think we're close enough for that" like girl what the fuck he's had his tongue in your vagina i think it's okay to use a toy 😭 people historically would have gone nuts for the availability of sex toys we have now fuckin shake it up and have some fun!! it's not weird!!!! god straight people and their sex hangups. anyway.
i hope that helps????? tbh i think a lot of these are aimed @ cishet men being awful in bed for the most part but! they can still apply to keep in mind! summary: dont let anyone make u feel weird or bad for wanting things / not wanting things and u should feel comfortable and good and dont be afraid to communicate what u like (give encouragement vocalize that u feel good!) + what ur not feeling (share if s/t hurts or if u want them to go faster/harder or move up a bit or whatever)! literally HAVE FUN AND BE YOURSELF
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squeakadeeks · 2 years
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i had made a post about this previously but got a little lost in the sauce so i opted to delete it, so heres a more metered update on what tf going on bc damnb cha boy has a lot on their plate and im feeling kinda 😳
in the past week i had a doctor explicitly tell me that if i dont disrupt my ED and quickly, my heart will stop; and then to top it off they ran blood work and I got ? ? ?? CAPRI SUN for blood. Low glucose, low ferritin, low red blood cell count, low white blood cell count- (like for real considering all of that what is actually in my veins rn) all of which makes me nervous because we're due for another covid spike with the lifting of masks and holding a giant outdoor event (and a good 20% of my students refuse to wear masks) so if i get sick with covid or otherwise im going to get mcfreaking cheesed....also we have a major departmental exam coming up where if you dont pass it they can kick you out, and its in l e s s t h a n 2 w e e k s on top of all of this (luckily i will have 2 more tries because im 100% certain im going to fail it this time around) but its still a lot of stress.
i keep fluctuating between handling it fine and being in full "oh my god is this it" panic mode between my struggles with being in the do-or-die phase of my ED and whatever the heck is going on with my blood. but do i think im going to die really? probably not, like the biggest punchline is im certainly at a heightened risk for it and things are looking pretty scary, but i shouldnt drop dead anytime soon more than anything its just illustrating how alone and powerless I feel, and have felt, for a long time.
luckily i have some good creative projects to keep me company and im not like totally alone down here, im just not close enough to really talk to anyone about the fine details of this yet and I dont have a therapist either. ie i have friends here to have good times with, but im not sure how to weather the bad times yet.
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extr3medieting · 1 year
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god….. i’m still so disgusting. i was supposed to be nearing 170 right now AND I KNOW IM NOWHERE CLOSEEEEE i can’t even bring myself to step on the scale because i know im going to be so disappointed…. i’m pretty sure i gained weight…. maybe i should go step on the scale so i can hate myself and hopefully that will motivate me to actually reach my fucking goals. every time i look in the mirror and see my fat fucking thighs and my disgusting fucking stomach i just want to die…. i can literally feel my back rolls when i walk….
thankfully im working now so i am constantly walking around and barely eating so i’m hoping this gets me back in order. i stopped taking my meds so i could donate plasma but i got a tattoo so i can’t donate anymore and can start taking them again but for some reason i haven’t. i think i’m nervous ab getting used to them again but i can’t reach my goals if i’m still feeling hunger cues. eating less isn’t gonna do anything i need to not consume anything at all and to do that i need to start taking them. i’m gonna start tomorrow i promise. i need to stop putting it off.
my legs and even my fucking calves and SHINS have cellulite like do you understand how fucking FAT you have to be to have cellulite on your SHINS??????? JESUS FUCKING CHRISTTTTTT dont even get me started on my midsection like that alone could make me want to die. i don’t even have morning skinny anymore….. my butt looks so disgusting and fat in a bad way. my arms are fucking massive but atleast i can hide that in my sleeves… but even then my sleeves have been getting tight so that’s another thing. i have this huge fucking double chin that i just dont understand how anyone could be attracted to me. thats probably why no one flirts or talks to me. like i’m literally back to being the fat friend. i can’t even go out because i just look so disgusting in my clothes. i hate going to the gym bc i just look like the fat bitch at the gym but i need to keep going so that i can eventually be the sexy fitness chick. my collarbones are completely enveloped in my body. i just dont understand how i can hate myself so much yet i don’t do anything to change it. well fuck that. its getting warm out and i can’t even wear a reasonably fitted shirt let alone fucking shorts. my roommate was talking about going tanning the other day and i deadass almost had a seizure just thinking about how much of a fat fucking beached whale i would look laying there for everyone to see…
the only good part about me right now is that i’m always going to be beautiful in the face… even then my double chin is ruining that. ive been going to the gym for the past two days so here’s to staying on track with that.
i haven’t had a lay since december and i’m def feeling it lmfaooo but my shame is stronger than my horniness. i can barely stand to touch myself because i just imagine what a fucking whale i must look like laying on my back. theres a cute guy at my job who literally lives in my building and i cant even make a fucking move because i am so disgusting i can’t handle him finding out im actually disgusting
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witchthewriter · 2 years
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hello, love
1st and foremost i wanna thank you bc you give so much content and truly make me feel like im back on 2014 tumblr nostalgia.. so lots of love your way cs i adore you and your stuff and you brighten my day♡
i wanna ask for a lvl 2 ship (did 4 rbs and will do more heh..) cs those honestly are so much fun ♡ for Marvel, hotd and stranger things
describing myself.. as for looks i am 5.3, petite. hair is wavy, atm in a shaggy/wolf cut bob that's brown with my natular blond ends showing. eyes r dark blue sorta like denim. also have tons and tons of freckles/moles all over my bod
as for personality.. ppl say i am a smartass and way to sarcastic borderline mean at times. (esp that to my crushes..) yet that's cs I'm get nervous around ppl and become too teasingly mean for some reason. so all in all my friends say i look and even behave sorta like a b3tch and yet to close friends im a ride or die. and wjen it comes to any sexy business i try to be bratty and yet am suchhh a sub pft so all mean facade crumbles. im a straight gurlie that uses she/her pronouns
i like spitting random facts, enjoy walks and new places, study art. drink way too much coffee.. mb a lil too much wine/beer too heh. and am a passionate horror fan. also have no phobias.. literally don't give a damn about anything. did archery and knife fighting so i can whoop someones butt if needed~
once again sending loads of positive vibes your way love~ ♡
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I ship you with Argyle! I think you suit someone who doesn't take offense easily, who walks on the more chaotic side of life, and likes lifes' pleasures.
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・You have endless pizzas, like a lifetime supply. He never makes you pay, and you always go to the store that he works at - so everyone knows you (yay free pizza!!!)
・Just a pair of giggling gurties; once you start you can't stop
・You never feel uncomfortable around Argyle; it's like he just understands everything.
・Getting into trouble, but somehow always getting out of it?
・ Chilling in his van, whether that's smoking, drinking or just laying on your backs and talking about life
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𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛
I ship you with Thor - more specifically, I ship you with What If! Thor, where he grows up as an only son. In this he's more the Thor that Taika creates; fun-loving, carefree etc. This is especially seen in What If! Thor, he's storyline is that he goes out partying.
𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠
・You and Thor would be two chaotic dumbasses who probably share a brain cell (not to be an insult, it's just a trope.)
・You make each other laugh all the time, and there is rarely a bad mood in sight.
・You have millions of inside jokes. That ONLY you and Thor understand. It makes your relationship feel special.
・He defends you against ANYONE, no one can speak ill of his lady
・Like two golden retrievers in love <3 always fawning over each other, making each other snort in laughter
𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧
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𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛
I don't know if you know much about Ser Harwin Strong, but this man is a cool guy. I mean look at the way he reacts to seeing a princess covered in blood? He's like, 'shiiiiii aight.'
𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠
・He loves laying in between your legs in bed. Whether you're reading or talking, he'll climb onto you and push his back onto your stomach, so you can play with his hair
・He also loves to hear about gossip, but you're like "no Harwin, we don't like that person," and he goes, "oh right right sorry love."
・He rarely gets jealous but is very protective
・Isn't much for tradition and has an open-mind. This is very unusual in those times, and he astounds you. Most men want a wife to bed and have children and make them dinner. Harwin isn't like that, he wants to know about you. He'd marry you for love, not for reputation or what's expected.
・Pet names for you are, 'Love, Sweetheart, Darlin'
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@firefly-party
Your lovely comment: You are sooo adorable! omg! but listen here, i'm totally the same! Look, you're an amazing author and you're also writing Jaskel! You make them tick exactly the same as i imagine them... and...this is everything to me? i'd die for you! hahaha 💖 So go on and ramble all you want bc i won't stop either 😂 (i also recognized you from that lovely comment you left in my work here on ao3? (i still have that screenshot saved! hehe) so imagine me all 👀👀👀 when i saw your jaskel fic!)
Still AHHHH 😂
I also wanna apologize in advance in case my comment doesn't make much sense. i read your reply around...6am today (after i went to bed at 2am (oof)) and i couldn't stop thinking about your words and my brain went fully brrrrrr-mode so i grabbed my phone and took notes about all the things i want to mention in *this* reply right now. i hope i can...decrypt my sleep deprived notes 😂
It's all good! I'd never even guess a sleep deprived person wrote this!
Coming back to the day to day trust thing and how they both experience it more or less for the first time? Look, Jask is a popular bard. Ppl like him for his fame and for his looks but they never *know* the real Jaskier. So the first time Jask experiences full friendship and trust bc Eskel's not the type to just jump at him bc he's good looking or for any kind of fame. They become friends over the time travelling together, with Jask stitching wounds, gaining some money with music and entertainment while eskel's the one to hunt for food and who keeps them safe. Both simply caring for each other's well being.
Ohhhh, that's spot on, I think! I def think Eskel is the type to try shake (metaphorically?) Jaskier off of travelling with him when he first gets a bard-barnacle. A bardnacle if you will, but ends up just automatically gathering more wood for a bigger fire, hunting more food, picking Jaskier's favourite cooking herbs along with his potion ingredients, and he suddenly realizes that yes, Jaskier is his friend -and Jaskier has never had anyone actually work for friendship before, never had that kind of thoughtfulness reciprocated. Ever.
Eskel's might be overwhelmed with Jask's trust at first? He has to learn being accepted by a human being. A human who cares for a scarred witcher.
And Jaskier, never really experiencing that kind of "deep" friendship before gets all handsy bc he's nervous and constantly has to check that Eskel's really real? And as you said, those casual touches are overwhelming Eskel bc.... who'd do that willingly?
Omg yes! At first Eskel just feels constantly alert, like he can't relax because why is this human even looking at him -is it the scars? Is it his eyes? Is it when the ridiculous bard managed to pull a full laugh out of him and inadvertently flashed his sharper canines? WHAT IS HIS PURPOSE AND WHAT DOES HE WANT FROM ESKEL ;-; there is no bestiary entry for bards and most of his experiences with humans has been transactional at best
Another thought i had is... the moment Jask realizes he has Eskel's full trust is when he's washing his hair? when eskel leans back into his touch, fully exposing his neck, simply knowing that Jask would never hurt him.
Or maybe when he stops trying to hide is scars under a cloak hood, when he stops hiding his smiles and making sure that Jaskier is always along his 'good' side? And the bath thing just reinforces it, really drives it home for Jaskier and made him have a true aha moment
Once they're a couple the could slowly discover each other's likes and dislikes, kinks ect. maybe also discover sth they never thought they'd be into before. and regarding your fic here... what if Eskel was never aware that he'd like being a (gentle) dom from time to time? I imagine that first time they tried this like this:
J: you ok? E: "yes..?" "did you like what we just played?" " I...dunno?" "do you want to try it again sometime?" "yes"...
sth like that?? XDDDD sry im so bad with writing LOL
And what if Jask discovers that he likes to sub? he's a bard, he's entertaining masses, dominating them with his music and stories... and this could be a nice change for him?
But they both have that special trust in each other to simply explore without ever feeling awkward or ashamed when there's sth they don't like. Or would totally safeword if there's anything that's an absolute no-go, or when sth doesn't work out.
they *know* that their partner wouldn't make fun of them. they just want to do the things that makes the other one happy.
Eskel's also learning that he can "take things"/ want things for himself. He learns to be greedy which he never dared before bc it's selfish, and in some way showing vulnerablilities? But he trusts Jask enough to know that he loves doing those things with/for Eskel. No matter if it's their daily life or in bed. Ohhh and also... i think they both need to learn how to accpet real praise? I imagine Eskel being the kind to politely refuse praise or to turn away and snorting when he hears nice words. it's completely new to him to be called "beautiful"... As for Jask, he hears praise all the time but it's from ppl he doesn't really care about (that sounds harsh but eh). so they learn that this praise is not a lie or a shallow side-comment.
Yessss, all of this!!!! You know the meme with Geralt in the bath and Jaskier just complimenting him until he's looking like he'll fling himself out of the water and hide "I think I need my safeword"
anyway...wow this is a lot, and look.... you gave me so many plot bunnies to handle too xD (im not even done with my notes but lkfjldgj) i cant stop thinking about them since the moment i got up xD fuck! xDDD
i have no idea if this is simply... yeah... well this absolutely IS rambling about them. sry if i missed any point in your reply you needed an answer to. D: I just want them to be happy and to grow together in any possible way reagarding their friendship, trust and as lovers.
I'm sure they'd have plenty of ruined sex/orgasms bc they were "testing" sth new and it didn't work out but instead of being ashamed they can just laugh it off and go back to the things they like.
Jaskier's always been expected to be super smooth and suave and romantic, and Eskel's the first person he can laugh with and not take everything so seriously?? And big scary Witcher man can actually take his time and figure out sex where his partner isn't practically pushing him out of bed and out the door?? He gets kisses???
ok fuck, i have to stop here or it's getting out of hand (already has) XD im sorry for clogging your comment section 🙈😂 whoops.
Hmu on tumblr or twt or if you have discord??? lemme know?? 🥺
I really need to distract myself now. No Jask, no Eskel. *bonk* uhg.
Dude you're in good company, I could use a bonk too 😂😂😂
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rubiesintherough · 1 year
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i lied. im a fibber.  im making a new muse. here’s a super simple rundown 
 his name is eric, 19 yrs old (and never learned how to read).  vampire, newly minted, like fresh off the presses vampire.... im talking pulled himself outta the dirt a couple months ago, fumbling his way through biting people, getting real bad sunburns bc it hasn’t fully sunk in that he can’t just, like, go out for a walk.  kinda upset about that bc he loves nature and now he can only see it at night. doesn’t like drinking from people, and not just for moral reasons, he just thinks its really gross and unhygienic. will literally carry those little wipes around with him that clinics use when drawing blood and will wipe down his victim’s skin before he nibbles. 
was part of a band before he got bitten. played drums and occasionally was a singer. huge music nerd. kinda shy. deaf in one ear as result of something he did as a kid, around 8-ish... threw a firework into a campfire and it exploded, destroying his hearing on one side and giving him a burn scar on his arm.  had just graduated high school, bc he got held back a bit due to a learning disability, namely dyscalculia... as well an undiagnosed anxiety disorder that made it hard to focus.  
had a pretty good home life... really misses his dads and his older sister, carrie, but knows he can’t exactly waltz back home outta the grave like,  “jk, didnt actually die, im undead!”  though the thought has definitely crossed his mind.  played out the scenario a few times. is tempted to try if he didn’t think it’d give one of his dads a heartattack. so, he just hangs around the same city to keep an eye on them as he can. lives in a tiny, rundown apartment on the edge of town. not pretty, bug and mice problems are a real issue for him, but its cheap.  works night shifts at a local supermarket to pay rent, and also does maintenance around the apartment complex to get rent discounts, bc of a deal he made with the landlord. he’s a skilled handyman. likes patching up walls and stuff. 
rambles and fidgets with his fingers when he’s nervous. has a goofy laugh, which he got teased for in HS. doesn’t like loud noises. doesn’t like crowds.  can hear people’s heartbeats like its fricking tinnitus... just always there and really annoying, but he tends to drown it out with earbuds and music. his current fave song is dead man’s hand by lo.rd huro.n, bc he thrives on irony. 
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blissblauu · 2 years
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ok so the fried sweet plantains at the organico here are to DIE for. they do it in a bit of cinnamon sugar. i got another order to go yesterday bc i couldn't handle it. or i guess i felt i needed to handle more of it.
i woke up heart beating fast and i think it's because i leave here tomorrow morning at 5:30 and i always feel really nervous about pickups especially when traveling on my own
i realized that i entirely forgot about looking over my partner from the post-prison -> tech pipeline's resume due to i had just left the country. i feel bad that i don't feel bad. at this point she relies on me too much. if it was just the resume that would be all right but i was also asked to help her with WORK like at her job which is......... ..... i'll message her today though
taking a mental health day and im going to go eat some pancakes, have half a gummy and go back to the hot spring spa, go the one restaurant i still have hope for for an early dinner, do my digital errands, read and sleep and wake up to go white water raft down the river to puerto viejo
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Feb 8th 2024
ok, so i actually woke up at 10 yesterday, so yeah i didn’t sleep at all today i during the night i listened to, wearing beige on a grey day, narcissist on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and ok computer, i’ll probably listen to the bends later, i watched a lot of kurtis conner, umm i read that one jeskas fic in the cave, and it so cute, i also read that one valgrace youtuber au, gods if you showed half of those word to a victorian child they’d probably explode or something. i scrolled on tumblr a lot that’s probably all, im obsessing over it was a swift not a swallow (i never listen),
so ive been reading solitaire for the 16th time right, i just read a line and it’s so good and ive never noticed it before, the last line before chapter 10,
1st, we worked on our first drafts, me and isabella finally decided how we are doing this, so that’s good, we really had add a bunch of just words so that it is longer than just 2 pages, that’s about it, guess who i saw again, i swear if this becomes a daily thing i’ll like die or something
2nd, we waked, i talked to myself about crywank i saw some kid get fucking pelted by a ball like properly, i also got hit in the head but not as bad ig, that honestly it, im listening to a disgustingly sad concoction of crywank and radiohead
3rd, we went over the review i was bored the whole time because some how people don’t get it but it’s so fucking easy, i got fall a fake fan of crywank bc i like their most popular album, which is just bullshit like fuck off
at lunch right now and i have an urge to run away like just grab my shit and leave, i’m not but like i really want to, also im listening to it was a swift not a swallow (i never listen) right now i am literally wallowing in self pity, and self hate, i guess
4th, i am sitting here we have an assignment it is a crossword im not doing it right now, i could not be bothered, i read solitaire most of the period, i am tori, we are one in the same, i am very sad and pathetic i am still listening to fucking it was a swift now a swallow (i never listen) like the pathetic little man i am, i am full of hatred and i feel absolutely nothing. it does not feel like 1pm, it i feels like 3 or 4 i don’t want to go to next period it will be hell for me i don’t think i can deal with that im far far to tired i want to leave or die or both, my foot feels much much too heavy
5th, the essay wasn’t nearly as bad as i thought it would be it was on colonization and you just had to give examples of how european colonization effected africa
6th, we read a story about lucia’s little crush on alexander and how she almost had an arranged marriage and that was about it i almost fell asleep
7th we had a sub (shocking i know) i did the notes then fell asleep listening to kid a decided to finish listening to the bends im currently on bones, it’s pretty good, so far one of my favorites in the album
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