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#i don't wanna think about it cause if it's true i only got myself to blame n i can't i can't i can't
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Scared I won't be able to resist when (if) he tells me to come back
Scared that he won't
#doll#went from angry to numb n i can feel my resolve draining away#i don't know if i've ever disobeyed a direct order before i'm not sure i have it in me#it'll probably be a day or two at the least before he'll msg he's probably waitin for me to crawl back n apologize#but i. don't want him to touch me anymore. i don't want his hands on me.#before now my instinct was always to go to him for comfort n safety even if he was the one to hurt or scare me#after the latest..i just didn't want to. just curled up there on my own. he didn't try to touch me either but idk if that was#cause he could tell i didn't want him anywhere close to me or if he's just withholding all affection as punishment (again)#somewhere behind the numbness i can feel the pain startin to take over. idk how to survive this. it's gone bad before but he never went#that fully back to the way he was at the beginning in this system. i don't understand what happened#was it all an act up til now? or did i get too close n he chose to push me away for good instead of takin the risk n lettin someone in#i know a lot of it was just lies n pretense n misdirection to keep me around n under control but. everythin?#every little change since the start?#i don't wanna think about it cause if it's true i only got myself to blame n i can't i can't i can't#i gave him everythin i gave up all of myself n now that there's nothin left to give the act is up n he just goes back to the start?#like nothin happened like he didn't tear me apart n throw me out like trash when he's done#how do i stop caring how do i stop lovin him? i don't want it anymore but it's all i've ever known n idk if there's anythin else left in me#spdrvent
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Pillow Talk: Jey Uso
You kiss your husband's tattoo on his ribcage as he lies on his back, eyes closed and enjoying the comfortable silence. 
"Don't start something you can't finish." He says in his deep voice. He had just finished putting it on you and now y'all are both tired. Who wouldn't be, it's 4 in the morning. He woke you up an hour ago hungry and horny. Though you never got to making him a early morning breakfast, too tired to move. 
"Who says I can't finish?" You smirk kissing along his jawline now. You pull away and relax in his open arms as he rubs your bare back. 
"You remember how shy and quiet you were when we first met? Barely gave ya boy any of your time. Hell even when we started dating you were still standoffish. Wouldn't let a brotha do shit for you." Jey jokes reminiscing on when y'all started dating. 
"I'm sorry about that baby. It's just, you've shown me love that no one else has ever given me outside of my family. It felt weird to be with someone that actually cared."
"Of course because you deserve it. We all deserve love. I mean I understood why you were the way you were. If the people you love are the ones to constantly hurt you, you tend to expect others to be the same."
"Yeah I mean, all before I was never anyone's first choice you know? No one got excited when they talked to me. No one thought of me. It was just me, myself and I. When I did try to open up to a guy, he didn't want me. So to be put in a position where I have to be vulnerable with someone else after being hurt so many times, it was scary." You admit. Jey pulls you closer to him and kisses the top of your head. 
"I think we've all had that experience. Shit sucks and it honestly makes you wanna give up on love. But damn, I was determine to make you mine. We were both taking a leap of faith, but I'm glad we did. Or else how would we had learned that there is true love out there? People love flexing being able to have this person to call when the other acting up. Treating peoples hearts and bodies like backup plans. Nah, the real flex is being able to come home to the one person you know is going to be there til the end. I love the hell out of you girl, and ain't nothing gonna change that."
"I love you too Joshua. More than you could ever know. No matter what we go through, don't ever walk away from me. Fight but never forfeit." You say turning his head to the side to kiss his lips.
"Fight but never forfeit." Jey repeats after you. You stare up at his beautiful face and bite your lip. 
"Round two?"
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"Oh fuck, enough Joshua!" You moan softly throwing your head back. You hands rest on the headboard, scratching it up. You've been riding your husband and even though you came, he showed no signs of stopping; fucking you right through your orgasm. Your walls kept spasming around him and even though you created a puddle on his lap, his hips kept rocking into yours hard and fast. 
"That's right say my name. Baby you know I gave you my last name so you could scream my first. Say..that..shit..again." He demands hitting your g-spot with each hard thrust. You tried running and that didn't help, only making him put a vice grip on your hips. 
"Oh my God, Joshua! Fuck me, shit!" You scream. "Come on baby, fuck me daddy!" Mouth open, you grip his shoulders as it felt like he was beating down your walls. 
"Fuck bae, I'm deep inside that pussy. You like that shit don't you ma? Talk to me." He says smacking your ass. Only momentarily does he pull out just to get behind you. He takes his big tip smacking it against your clit rubbing your juices all over his tip, coating it. 
"Stop playin Jey and put that dick inside me! Bout to show you how to bust a nut baby." He shivered at your words, a shiver going down his spine. 
"Fuck." He groans sliding between your tight wet walls. You begin throwing it back on him as he looks down at where you connected. Watching as your cream coats his dick. He reaches down, grabbing you by the back of your neck, causing your back to arch. He rolls his hips into yours, the sounds of skin on skin filling the room. 
"Mmmm baby I'm so close!" You grip the sheets feeling a knot form in your stomach. He was too fucking deep. Your walls tighten around him, trying to push him out from how intense he was fucking you. 
"Shit don't do that, bout to make me nut baby!" His thrust become sloppy as he was nearing his orgasm. He couldn't handle the way you were going fool on the dick. He kept pumping into you as you beg him to cum. 
"Cum inside Jey! Give me that nut!" You look back to see sweat dripping from his face down to his abdomen, his skin glistening in the early morning. He looked so good as the veins in his neck popped, his eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated on pleasing you. You feel his dick throbbing inside of your slippery walls as he cums. 
"Yeah baby, I'm cummin'!" You soon feel the all too familiar as he releases ropes of cum into you, coating your walls. "Shit!" He falls to your side as you try and catch your breath. 
"Dammit Joshua, you knocked my damn lashes off." You say peeling a eyelash extension off your pillow case. He says nothing and just smirks as he rests his hands behind his head. 
"Don't know why you so fucked out, we not done yet." You look over at your husband like he's crazy. 
"Boy what?!?!?!"
"Nuh uh, come hop on this face Mrs. Fatu."
FUCK! This man trynna kill me!
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slimeology · 4 months
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Well this is likely outdated of me by now buut my own interpretation of a certain computer yes... The notes on this vary to more of facts and like design notes for myself, with a boring white background cause UH readability,, yep! I'm shoving all my ideas below along with bonus image B]
Riiight, allow me to simply lay out my ideas and go against what i have seen this guy been characterised as for years YEA?? THough i wanna touch on how he functions first, so i think out of all possible designs i may make for more characters [at least one more i will make!!! maybe two!! maybe... more?] he is most biologically human. like he probably was just a guy once. but now computerised through means!
Underneath the metal / synthetic components is actual person, though most of it is very not nice to percieve. the only untouched part of him is the midsection, basically the vitals. Other than that, it ranges from a little less skin, to probably not even indentifiable as what it was before.
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The image shows it somewhat!! The gloves are removeable and instead of angry wires simply take skinless hand! [ALSO LEMME KNOW IF I SHOULD TAG PLEASE - it is very hard for me to judge yes or not!! i do not mind doing it! also i have no idea what to put if so.] It's my general explaination of why he can touch you, but you touch him and it does not end well. Cause it probably hurts honestly! and he's seensitive....
As for personality, he's not that kind. Kind of more, passive agression most of the time really, unless you're wanting to know about the wonders of the internet he couldn't really care what you're on about. But even then, he will act like he knows all of the things ever [because it is on the internet.] Some of his facts may not entirely be true but why fact check?? the internet is not wrong! but also he will be deliberately wrong, if it's funny. aaaand you might believe it.
Computer day is simply the one day a year he agrees to actually 'be nice' and 'cooperative'. Any other day is free game.
The digital world still exists too, it's essentially his sleep state, he simply plugs himself into the wall and while outwardly he is unconsious, he is there instead! He can get other people there by uhh jamming a plug into your brain! don't worry he got a medical lisence from the internet, and has adequately accounted for your skull being in the way :]
Anyways these are somehow all the ideas i had before i even designed the guy??? UH... i will stop throwing so many words out there now. i guess one final fun fact is he probbaly just only eats oatmeal and nothing else. and mmayybe i shoved the 'tism onto him bit. sbhhhh shhhhh you heard nothing,,,
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Love Me
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Summary: Adin is well known for his edates so he invites kai and tries to set him up with a girl, sooner or later kai and y/n became something more.
"OK, uhhm we got one more girl to introduce." Adin said to Kai.
"OK, she better be bad, I like seeing a pretty girl through the screen." Kai said smiling thinking about the girl Adin going to invite.
" I got you, bro, just by her name she bad, you can even check her Insta she bad as fuck." Adin reassures Kai.
"Alright, bruh, I put my faith in you nigga, she betta be bad." Kai tells Adin as he drinks some water.
"OK, let me invite her." Adin says as he invites you to the chat.
"Hey." Said Y/n as she greets herself.
Kai was almost about to spit out his water while looking at, you look like dream come true.
'Damn she bad, I'm boutta shoot my shot." Kai thought to himself.
"Hey, Y/n how are you?" Adin ask you.
" Uhm, I'm doing good I never really done this stuff before so this is my first time." Y/n said to adin smiling.
Kai was punching the air right now through his mind, you was to fine. Your hair was freshly done, you had these cute pink acrylic nails, and your shiny glossy lips, Kai had to have you, just down bad just looking at you, he got to get know you.
As Adin start talking Kai shut him up.
"Damn, nigga let me talk to the pretty girl you the one that setting me up her." Kai said smiling wanting adin to be quiet so he could talk to Y/n.
"OK, damn, I'll just mute myself while you two talk, let me go get something I'll be right back." Adin said as he got up and left, leaving only you and Kai.
"Hi." Said Y/n
"Hey." Kai responded back.
"Wait, you said this yo first time, right? Why is that?." Kai said wanting to smack himself why he gotta be so forward.
"I'm sorry if that sounded forward, I was trying get to know you, I don't wanna leave a pretty girl like bored, you know what I'm sayin." Kai said making Y/n smile.
"Now that I ain't a problem, I never really do this stuff before, I'm focused on me, my family gotta provide for myself, so I never really put to much stuff on a nigga right know, you know, and boys never really notice me" Y/n said sadly, kai notice that.so he try to light the mood.
"Them niggas bugging then, cause if I was them and if I saw you in public I'll try my shot, word to my deads." Kai said making Y/n smile.
Kai and Y/n hit it off they been talking about they personal lives and what they do, Kai made Y/n feel some time a way she never felt like with a man, he was different he was nice, he liked her for her, and he was funny.
"I know this seems to early since I just met you and all, but can I get you number?" Y/n said making Kai's eyes go wide.
"Yeah, that's cool." Kai said trying to play ot cool knowing he wanted to jump and scream.
Adin came back seeing Y/n and Kai hitting it off, he know Kai is gonna thank him later.
"It was nice talking to you." Y/n said to Kai.
"It was nice talking to you, too." Kai said.
Y/n left the call.
Kai started screaming and shouting as he ran around his room.
"Ayo, W man's Bruh, Adin thank you bruh, I appreciate you doin this, man." Kai said.
"No, problem dude." Adin said to kai.
"Alright, I gotta go I'll talk to you later." Said Adin as he was about to leave the call.
"Alright, peace." Kai said as he left the call.
Kai couldn't stop thinking bout you. He turn around to see Fanum opening his door to coming inside his room.
" What you smiling for, gang?" Fanum question as he sees kai smiling.
"Bro, adin set me up with this bad bitch, bruh she fine as hell and I got her number." Kai said to Fanum, Fanum dab Kai up.
"W Rizz, Nigga." Fanum said dabbing up Kai.
"Ayo. Chat I finally got a girl." Kai said smiling to the camera.
(I'm not sure if I like this, but I hope u guys like this and tell me what u think?)
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thecoleopterawithana · 6 months
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Now and Then
1977
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Now and Then: I know it's true / It's all because of you
And if I make it through / It's all because of you / And now and then / If we must start again / Well, we will know for sure / That I love you
I don't wanna lose you, oh no / Abuse you or confuse you / Oh no, no, sweet darlin' / But if you have to go away / If you have to go, well you the reason [?]
Now and then / I miss you / Oh, now and then / I want you to return to me / 'Til you return to me / I know it's true / It's all because of you / And if you go away / I know you could never stay
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1978
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Love Awake: Love awake to the day / When we can make our love awake / Lord knows we need it any time we can get it / But we forget it every now and then / But if you don't feel it, later on, you'll regret it / And if we let it we could set it free, you and me
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1981
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My Old Friend: If I told you how I feel / Oh, it wouldn’t sound so real / ‘Cause emotions, they are just now settin’ in / But it sure is great to know / That wherever we may go / We can always be the best of friends
My old friend, / Thanks for inviting me in / My old friend, / May this goodbye never mean the end / If we never meet again this side of life / In a little while, over yonder, / Where it’s peace and quiet / My old friend, / Won’t you think about me every now and then
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Well, it was something that I’ll never live long enough to forget. It happened in February of 1981 and as the world all knows, and never will forget, in December of 1980 when John Lennon was taken away from us, and so this was the following year, in February. I wrote the song about and for Paul McCartney. I did it because he was so kind to invite me down to this beautiful island of Montserrat with Stevie Wonder. Ringo was there, just had a wonderful time. I flew down by myself. Paul and Linda met me with a jeep on the (center) airfield with a little single engine plane and took me across the mountains we were like kids again, and it was a wonderful time, and I wanted to do… I didn’t want to cry when I left after staying down there, and I’m a big crybaby! If something moves me, I’ll just choke up… I talk about it. I thought that would happen, so the night before, I just wrote how I felt on the isle of Montserrat on every shell, forget a country boy with a guitar and a song you invited me, and you treated me like kin, and you’ve given me a reason to go on. So my old friend, think about me every now and then. I sang it for Paul, at about 10:00 the next morning. I was scheduled to leave flying again in the little single engine aircraft to the island of Antigua where I was flying commercial back to Atlanta and on to Nashville and back to Jackson, where I live here. I sang it, he said “Carl, it’s beautiful… would you sing it again?” and I said. “Sure, man.” He said “wait just a minute,” and he got Linda in there, and they sat on the floor, I sat on his old Fender twin reverb amplifier, with a guitar, I did however notice a microphone over there. I didn’t pay that much attention to it, but George Martin recorded it and after I finished singing the song to Paul, he was crying, tears were rolling down his pretty cheeks, and they’re pretty to me just like they are to the rest of the world. I think he’s a very handsome boy and always did. He’s even handsomer when he’s crying. And Linda said, “Carl, thank you so much.” I said, “Linda, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to make you cry.” She said, “But he’s crying and he needed to. He hasn’t been able to really break down since that happened to John.” I mean he stepped outside of the room, out by the pool, and he just had his handkerchief out, and he was going at it. And she put her arm around me and said, “But how did you know?” I said, “Know what, Linda? I don’t know what you’re talking about?” She said “There’s two people in the world that know what John Lennon said to Paul, the last thing he said to him. Me and Paul are the only two that know that, but now there’s three and one of you… you know it. I said, “Girl, you’re freaking me out! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She said the last words that John Lennon said to Paul in the hallway of the Dakota building were… he patted him on the shoulder, and said, ‘Think about me every now and then, old friend.’ Q: That’s just amazing… And she said, here you are, that’s what you just sang, and how did you know? And I said I didn’t know it, gosh, I didn’t know it. But McCartney really feels that Lennon sent me that song, he really does.
— Carl Perkins, interviewed for Goldmine (September 26, 1986).
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1994
Paul had gone to Yoko to ask if she had any of John’s songs kicking around. The deal was that Paul would induct John into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in return. Yoko’s a generous person in that respect, so she actually gave him three songs – 'Free As A Bird' and 'Real Love' were worked up and released, the last one wasn’t.
— Source close to the Anthology project, quoted in the Sunday Express (April 29, 2007).
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1995
It was one day – one afternoon, really – messing with it. The song had a chorus but is almost totally lacking in verses. We did the backing track, a rough go that we really didn’t finish. It was sort of a bluesy sort of ballad, I suppose, in A minor. It was a very sweet song. I liked it a lot. Should it ever be completed it would probably end up as either ‘Now And Then’ or ‘Miss You’. I wished we could have finished it.
— Jeff Lynne, quoted in the Sunday Express (April 29, 2007).
It didn’t have a very good title, it needed a bit of reworking, but it had a beautiful verse and it had John singing it. [But] George didn’t like it. The Beatles being a democracy, we didn’t do it.
— Paul McCartney, interviewed for Q Magazine (November 2006).
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2007
There are a couple of things which may surface at some point. You see, with the Beatles, there’s always a surprise somewhere along the line. We did ‘Free As A Bird’ and ‘Real Love’, those two songs of John’s, and that was very exciting, very moving for me and very comfortable having his voice in my headphones in the studio again. And there was a third track, another song we had our eyes on called ‘Now And Then’. l actually wanted to do it on Anthology 3, but we didn’t all agree. But things change and the thing is that it might not go away. There was only one of us who didn’t want to do it. lt would have meant a lot of hard work, the song would have needed a lot of re-writing and people would have had to be very patient with us. But there are these one or two things lurking in the bushes. The Beatles might just raise their ugly little heads again…
— Paul McCartney, quoted in the Sunday Express (April 29, 2007).
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2012
And there was another one we started working on, but George went off it. We were like, ‘No George, this is John’. He said, ‘It’s still rubbish’. ‘Ok, then’. So that one is still lingering around. I’m gonna nick it with Jeff and do it. Finish it, one of these days.
— Paul McCartney, interviewed for the “Mr Blue Sky: The Story of Jeff Lynne & ELO” documentary (2012).
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2018
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Get Enough: It was a time when we walked by the docks / I told you, "I need you all of my life" / And watching the tugs rolling by together / Do you remember? / Do you remember the lights on the shore? / How they reflected the rain on the road? / I believed that you love me alone / It was real / Do you remember? / Now and then I see your face / I've been wanting a lovin’ embrace / I've been looking for love, but it gets me nowhere / Oh, yeah, yeah
Get enough, get enough, get enough of (Your love) (x2) / I can't get enough of / Of you
It was a time we were all full of hope / Saw the future burning bright / As we watched the moon rollin’ out to sea / Do you remember? / But those days are erased from my mind / Yeah, I've left all those old days behind / But still I remember your face forever, forever
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If I'm going to see a face in a painting, it's highly likely to be his.
— Paul McCartney, interviewed by Diane Sawyer for ABC News (November 2, 2000).
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2022
And then 'Now and Then’ just kind of languished in a cupboard and we didn’t do anything with it. I kept saying, “You know, maybe we should do something with this, seems a bit—” “Hm, I don’t know…” There wasn’t a great desire to do anything with it. So it hung around for a while. Years! And every so often, I’d kind of go to the cupboard and think, “There’s a new song in there! We should do it! We gotta do it!” But it’d go back in the cupboard.
— Paul McCartney, in BBC Sounds Eras: The Beatles (November 2, 2023).
I got a phone call from Paul saying, “Is it possible to use that [MAL] technology for another project I’ve been thinking about? […] Would it be possible to take John’s vocal and clean it up and get rid of everything else? Because that would allow us to finish this Beatles song.” And absolutely, it didn’t take me more than about a second to get back to him and say, “Of course we can do it!”
— Peter Jackson, in BBC Sounds Eras: The Beatles (November 2, 2023).
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2023
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Now and Then: I know it’s true / It’s all because of you / And if I make it through / It’s all because of you
And now and then / If we must start again / Well we will know for sure / That I will love you
Now and then / I miss you / Oh now and then / I want you to be there for me / Always to return to me
I know it’s true / It’s all because of you / And if you go away / I know you’ll never stay
Now and then / I miss you / Oh now and then / I want you to be there for me
I know it’s true / It’s all because of you / And if I make it through / It’s all because of you
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I do feel as though ‘Now and Then’ is a love letter to Paul written by John. I mean, I've never really asked Paul about it, and I'm not sure whether Paul would say, ‘Oh, that's definitely it,' because he wouldn't want to second guess John. But that's the sense I get. And I get the feeling that's why Paul was so determined to finish it.
— Giles Martin, interviewed for PEOPLE magazine (October 26, 2023).
When you say you enjoy 'Now and Then', that’s really nice, because that’s why we do it. We do it so people can listen to stuff and not just hear it. 'Now and Then' sounds like a love song. It sounds like a song that John wrote for Paul, and the other Beatles: “I miss you/ Now and then.” It sounds like Paul has gone there, which I think he did. You know, no one told Paul to go and do it, and Paul didn’t go, This would be a great exercise for the Red and Blue Album. He was at home in the studio. He dug on the record and started working on it, because it’s his mate. And he really misses John. I mean, that’s the truth. They broke up, and John died nine years later. It really isn’t very long.
— Giles Martin, interviewed for GRAMMYS (October 26, 2023).
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When I remember the Beatles, I remember the joy, the talent, the humor, the love. And I think, if people remembered us for that — for those things — I’d be very happy.
— Paul McCartney, in BBC Sounds Eras: The Beatles (November 2, 2023).
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dc-comics-lover · 5 days
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Batfam as "The Middle" quotes :
Jason : You were out with Bernard pretty late last night. What time did you end up getting home ?
Tim : I don't know. Why do you care so much? When I'm at school, you don't know what time I'm out.
Jason : I don't care. Just if you were dead in a ditch, I'd have ordered a medium pizza.
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Dick : We're going full Oprah. Everything goes outside in the yard. Nothing comes back through the front door unless you convince me that you truly love it and need it.
Damian : Tim, go outside.
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Duke : I can't believe we got robbed. What kind of stupid robbers would rob us?
Tim : I hope they didn't steal my books.
Stephanie : What about my cross country sweatshirt ? I knew I should have brought it.
Jason : If they stole your books and your cross country sweatshirt, they're the nerdiest robbers ever.
Jason : ...Oh my God, my nunchucks !
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Damian : So, I've decided from now on, I want to spend every moment I can with the things I cherish most. So, I'll be in my room with my books. Try not to bother me.
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Stephanie : I spend my whole life congratulating myself. I want other people to congratulate me.
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Damian (at some point) : They're forcing me to help people against my will. I don't know. Doesn't that seem like communism or something ? I - Did I use that right ?
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(in the batplane)
Damian : Tim, get up. It's my turn. It's been more than twenty minutes.
Tim : Well, on land maybe. You don't know how long it's been up here. A minute Earth time is like an hour in the sky. Maybe you'll learn that if you ever get to high school.
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Dick : Hey, Jay, I'm going to the mall. Did you do your Christmas list?
Jason : Cash, a cell phone, and to be left alone.
Dick : Cass, did you make your list for Santa?
Cass : What I really want this year is some answers. What's the true meaning of Christmas? Are we here for a reason? What is the purpose of life?
Dick : How about a bike ?
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Jason (to Tim) : You're taking life advice from Bruce ? You've seen his life, right ?
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Jason (about Talia) : Dick, you weren't there. I've never seen anything like it. This girl was like a Bond villain. She says words that seem nice, but they're not. They're evil.
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Dick : Let's not think of it as camping. Let's think of it as outdoor family fun.
Tim : But we don't wanna go.
Dick : Fine. Forced family fun.
Damian : You're dragging us into the woods against our will. That's kidnapping.
Jason : Hm. If we were gonna kidnap some kids, you'd be far down the list.
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Duke : Dick, you're better than this.
Dick : I'm not, though, Tim, I'm really not. This is killing me. How could you pick Bruce over me?
Duke : He says it's okay if my socks don't match.
Dick : But it's not ! Because people will think you're weird, and I'm only telling you that 'cause I love you more than Bruce.
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wonryllis · 1 month
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moots as songs
、ㅤ🌺 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS AS KPOP SONGS ᵎᵎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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i went with the vibes they give off, and added some lyrics to highlight it!! tried to do as many mooties i could i hope you all like it!! i excluded those who have been inactive for long and those i ain't interacting with that much, hope you understand > 3 < love you all! ( MUTUALS )
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✶ @jaesvelvet better things by aespa . . that i, i-i got better things to do with my time. better things to do with my time, do with my time than you
✶ @luvhyun3 tomboy by g-idle . . it's not here, i'm not a doll. yeah, i'm a fucking tomboy! this is my attitude, yeah, i'll be the tomboy
✶ @ctrlemis jopping by superm . . champagne life, that's all you want. don't stop letting it go 'cause we got that glow
✶ @enhalpy love letter by bol4 . . so warm like you, you are my sunshine, i’ll do anything. feel like i feel like i’m surfing your love, feel like i’m reaching the moon
✶ @nyukyujs love scenario by ikon . . we met and became a memory that can't be erased. it was a commendable melodrama, a pretty good ending.
✶ @koishua quarter life by tomorrow by together . . it feels like i'm walking in place, quarter life crisis. thrown into a life without an exit, on this road that doesn't know the end
✶ @boyfhee you & me by jennie . . i love you and me, dancing in the moonlight. nobody can see, it's just you and me tonight. just a little touch my world stops
✶ @okwonyo my world by illit . . this is my world, it might seem a little strange. this is my world, this is truly the real me. each moment is my overindulgence, why does it seem strange? this is me. let me show you my world
✶ @atrirose either way by ive . . some say i sound full of myself, that i'm just showing off. it's not about who's right or wrong, just like how we all love differently
✶ @eeunoia inception by ateez . . feel like dreaming a dream i've never seen even in dreams, it's too vivid to conclude it as just a dream. you are the dream i live in, the dream i can never awake from
✶ @leaderwon hard to love by blackpink . . i'll make it feel like heaven, but i swear i'm not a saint. and you won't see the truth 'causе i'll be kissing it away
✶ @tyunni new jeans by new jeans . . look, it's a new me, switched it up, who's this? new hair, new tee, new jeans, do you see? so fresh, so clean, make it feel like a game
✶ @jjunae pop by nayeon . . baby, baby, you're out of control. so you're under my control. before the excitement stops, i wanna make it pop, pop, pop, you want it?
✶ @stariekis one spark by twice . . i wish for forever, yes, forever. we're sparkling beautifully, i'm sure it'll be beautiful. cause my heart is burning, burning, burning. even if it’s dazzlingly beautiful and painful, it’s our golden days
✶ @lheebra don't wanna cry by seventeen . . i think it will show up, just wait. i have to find you, i have to find you. because if i cry now, i might not be able to see you. i don't want to cry
✶ @isoobie smart by le sserafim . . i am a child who will become a butterfly. what i want is victory. i'm a smarter baby, smarter, i see through it and break through.
✶ @fakeuwus cupid by fifty fifty . . a hopeless romantic all my life, surrounded by couples all the time. so skeptical of love, but still, i want it more, more, more. i gave a second chance to cupid
✶ @lilyuwon flower by jisoo . . guided by the gently blowing wind, because you're the one who doesn't catch it. spring comes, only the scent of flowers remains
✶ @ms-no1kpopstan darari by treasure . . i watched you, i was too stunned to speak, it still circling around you. i can't take my eyes off you
✶ @theyluvvaubery really really by winner . . the most beautiful thing in my eyes right now is you lady, oh. if my feelings for you were money, i would be a billionaire
✶ @jungqkook true by yaori . . tell me the truth, this is the end. i feel like losing myself. can't find my way, to not lose you, why is it so complicated?
✶ @heesbaby run bts by bts . . if we live fast, let us die young. two bare feet are our gasoline, yeah, yeah. let's go, are you ready? run bulletproof, run, yeah, you gotta run
✶ @heelvsted maverick by the boyz . . super villain in the mirror, i run away, chasing, farther away. super bad trouble, i'm just on my way. cut out the scenes from a corny hero movie. everything's just a game to me,
✶ @cornenhapovs loco by itzy . . surrounded by my thoughts of ya, i think i'm a little obsessed, i feel like i was born to love ya. such a rush, you're making me lose my mind
✶ @taeghi celebrity by iu . . have no idea above your lowered head what the bright lights are (shining towards) it's fine to take your time but i hope you notice, at last. the one and only
✶ @jaylaxies step back by got the beat . . you'd better shut your mouth and stand back or else give it a go. try climbing your way up hereYou can't even dream about this level, this isn't the place for you
✶ @moon7jay monster by exo . . why is my heart racing? you’re beautiful, my goddess. i’ll knock so will you let me in? you’ve already fallen for me, don’t be afraid, love is the way
✶ @alvojake pandora by mave . . everyone is heartless but so we are fearless. no one can stop us, never been so careless. hold on tight, string of our hope, so let us sing, say my name. shout it out, let me hear that thing
✶ @sserasin future by red velvet . . don't let me forget my dream where the stars are pouring down, we will end up together. you are another future of mine, a way for love to last forever
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i desperately wanna apologize to you but you would call bullshit and paint me like something evil bitch when in reality, i want the cycle of abuse to end and to ease my mind. i just wanna redeem myself before ending it all.
- you already know who
to everyone else sorry about this, but I've had enough, anyway i was just gonna delete this, just like i deleted the TWO suicide notes you sent me in my ask box a lil bit ago, but a number of my friends DM'd me about what you've been posting on your blog so I can only assume this all came from Nene, also known as @/shugurrsn0w , and for anyone who doesnt know Nene is, well this callout thread will get you acclimated with her REAL quick lmfao:
You are not fucking apologetic at all if you are using s0uless' full REAL name on your blog, you stupid bitch. That kind of information can put them at risk of REAL GENUINE HARM. S0uless made the mistake of using their name as their art handle when they were younger but they have been doing a pretty extensive wipe of that username being online, I know this isn't exactly doxxing because of that but USING IT WHEN THEY'RE CLEARLY NOT WANTING IT TO BE PUBLIC INFORMATION IS SOME PRETTY SCUMMY SHIT, AND CAN BE USED FOR ACTUAL REAL HARM BEING DONE TO HIM YOU JACKASS
Don't come in my ask box hiding behind anonymous acting like you actually feel bad for the shit you did when you are STILL making posts calling me and my husband fucking freaks when you know DAMN WELL we're not. Don't you dare try and act all remorseful and pitiful and like you're some misunderstood fallen angel when you've been doing but helping making our lives a fucking nightmare. You don't get to act like you've done nothing wrong when you have CONSISENTLY VICTIM BLAMED THEM, CLAIMED THEIR TRAUMA WAS FAKE, BEEN RACIST TO ME, MOCKED MY ABUELAS RECENT DEATH, THREATENED HARM ON BOTH OF US, HARASSED AND STALKED US, AND SPREAD ALL THIS INSANE SHIT ABOUT US FOR NO GODDAMN REASON. You don't get to just act like you made some petty mistakes that you can walk off, you have been non stop harassing, stalking, and falsely accusing me and s0uless of being scum of the fucking earth when there is no goddamn evidence that we are and you KNOW there isn't, because we fucking ARENT. Unlike your freak ass, we KNOW what the fuck is right and what is wrong. But that kind of shit gets around to people and makes people start thinking we ARE those freaks that we aren't.
And you should be well aware of how fucking awful that makes a mother fucker feel, you know? Since you wanna keep whining about how "people keep being mean/demonizing you for no reason." What, you don't think people are gonna DM me asking me what the fuck you're talking about in those posts you make? Newsflash dipshit, most people wanna know both party's stories regarding drama that surrounds someone they know. Don't you try to twist this and cry about how I'm some creepy weirdo that's stalking you, you should've thought harder about following someone and then IMMEDIATELY sending them an anonymous ask about me and s0uless, cause that DEFINETLY isn't fucking fishy at all, dumbass. That's how I was alerted to you and your new bullshit. Don't try and act like I'm a freak that keeps tabs on you, I thought you'd drop off the face of the earth after that one callout thread got made on you. You wanna talk about evidence of wrongdoing? Nothing really shows your true colors more than publicly being racist, harassing minors, and consistently AND RECENTLY consuming bestiality porn of minors. Try bouncing back from saying that YOU want to make noncon porn of your favs, or being a whole ass adult saying you wanna fuck a 16 year old character that you KNOW is 16. THATS some REAL freak shit that YOU admitted to your damn self, you don't get to act like me or s0uless are the real freaks when there is REAL AND RECENT EVIDENCE of you doing that shit, you gross fuck.
Leave us the fuck alone, I do not care about your pathetic ass and s0uless sure as shit doesn't either. This has been going on for over a FUCKING YEAR NOW and i dont give a single SHIT about playing nice and being quiet about it anymore. Don't fucking come whining to me and acting like you're remorseful again when you're PULLING THIS SHIT AGAIN. Leave me the fuck alone and I'll leave you the fuck alone. Expect a restraining order dumbass, it was real easy to get your info when you've got it so readily available online! If youre gonna play stupid games, expect to win stupid prizes. Get the fuck off my and my husband's dick and focus on fixing yourself you ghoul. Do some fucking introspection so you can figure out why the fuck people don't like you. And don't come to me threatening suicide again, I don't give a single SHIT about you and I'm sure as FUCK not going to give you any sympathy when you've shown no fucking growth or genuine remorse for all of this. I've thought about killing myself a lot lately too, you're not fucking special.
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ink4blotches · 11 months
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OTP
(Pavitr Prabhakar x You)
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Synopsis: You like Mumbattan more than New York, so you chill there often. And sometimes help your best friend out as Spider-Woman. But the people of Mumbattan think there's something more to the relationship of the two heroes.
"What does OTP mean?" Pavitr breaks the comfortable silence that had set in as we sat atop the tallest building in Mumbattan, staring down at the -very- busy streets below.
"Uhm..Only Thing Purple?" I guess, scooting over as Pav moves to sit next to me. "No, it means 'One True Pairing', actually." He states, showing me his phone screen and scrolling on Tik Tok.
The video consisted of a fight Pav and I had the other day with an anomaly. Specifically the part where I not so heroically got electrocuted because I stepped in water.
The music filled as Pav landed beside me, reaching out and putting a hand on shoulder. "You oka-" He got cut off as he was shocked as well.
"Okay why would someone edit that?" I ask as I read the caption.
Two dumbasses...literally made for eachother!!
"I know right? I can still feel the lightning in my veins." Pav shivers, pulling his phone away from me. "And there are tons of edits of us saying we're OTP." He concludes.
A second passes in awkward, notedly not comfortable, silence before a loud explosion came from the streets below.
Ah, back to work.
"And Look at That! Our very own heroes have swung by for a quick hello!" The reporter woman smiled at us as I wiped the dirt off my clothed leg.
I smiled back, instantly stopping once I realized she can't see through my mask. "Are you- oh wow, is this live?" Pav asks, waving at the camera.
"Stop you're so embarrassing." I judged his shoulder, to which he threw an arm over my neck and ruffled my hair. "You know you love me." He laughs.
"Oh, wow! That brings me to my only question...the public wanna know! Are you two an item?"
Not this again.
Before I can open my mouth to deny, Pav laughs.
"No, but...might as well do this now. Y- I mean, Spider-Woman. I love everything about you. The way you part your hair, the way you laugh, all the way to your face when you eat really tasty food. And as the months have passed, I realized that I love you. So, will you go out with me?"
I looked between him and the camera, then back at him.
"Nah, I'll pass." I say simply. The lenses on his mask widen.
"I'm kidding! I'm joking! Yes, I'll go out with you Paaaaa...l. Pal." I caught myself. "Oh, my god. Yes!" He tackles me into a hug.
"This is great and all...but can one of you swing this girl to the hospital? The ambulance is backed up..." A paramedic taps me on the shoulder.
I immediately throw myself off Pav. "Yes- of course I'm so sorry come on let's go girl." I grab the citizen, being careful not to touch her...ouch, really nasty arm and swing away.
It takes a lot of focus to swing through Mumbattan with a passenger, but I've done it a billion times. However, it's a little more difficult this time.
Since my heart won't stop beating so fast.
I sat in a chair next to one of the crash victim's hospital bed. The teenage boy hadn't woken up yet, and as much as I'd like to be with Pav right now, my duty as Spider-Woman is to make sure people are safe- even if they're not from my universe.
The boy suddenly stirred in his bed, which caused me to put down my phone. "Hey, you're awake. You got into a car crash. How are you feeling?" I ask the boy, who's hospital bracelet says Aarush. Cute name.
"Ugh...like shit. Who are you?" Oh damn I forgot I took my costume off. "Uh...my names Carly, I'm a med student. It's a whole program- don't even worry about it." I shake my head with a laugh.
"Oh, okay. Hey, look it's Spider-Man." He looks at the TV which had been playing the news. I looked up just in time to catch Pav(Spider-Man) catch my hand with a web after I fell off the bridge trying to keep a car up.
I should probably work out more.
I watch with a warm face as the entire scene from earlier plays out again, Pav wrapping me in a hug and me swinging away with a girl in my arms.
"Damn, Spider-Man and Spider-Woman are totally OTP."
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the-fiction-witch · 8 months
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Baby Mama P2
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Media The Queens Gambit
Character Benny Watts
Couple Benny X Watts
Rating Sweet Af
Concept Pregnancy
I stood holding the small of my back as I desperately tried to quell the pain. Everything hurt my feet. My ankles. My legs. My hips. My stomach. My back. My shoulders. My neck. Every single part of me was tired and aching and generally unhappy as the baby kicked almost per minute.
"Uhh stop just stop. For five minutes" I complained
"Baby really beating you up today" Benny chuckled from his chair
"I don't know why baby won't settle and sit damn still for five minutes" I sighed
"Would you like some tea?"
"No thank you, Benny"
"Would you like me to run you a bath or a hot shower?"
"No thank you, Benny"
"How about I give you a nice massage?'
"This better not be another excuse"
"No, no excuse A proper massage, Will that make you feel better?"
"Maybe?"
"Come on then," he says getting up and offering his chair I smiled and took a seat on the chair and he moved to the ottoman over so I could put up my feet and recline "One second," he said, going to our bedroom and he returned kneeling beside the ottoman, with a clean fluffy towel sitting it under my feet on top of the ottoman and a small bottle I was confused at first but he clicked and stretched his fingers a moment before pouring some of the bottles onto his hands and immediately the scent of lemon hit my nose reminding me of the massage oil from the box under our bed he rubbed some on his hands and then poured a little on my feet before he began to rub my swollen feet
"Uhhhhh ummmmm" I smiled as he worked
"That's nice?"
"Ummm" I nodded relaxing as he worked "ummm this is the most pleasurable feeling ever" I smiled
"...you're pregnant" he glared
"Yeah?"
"So I've had sex with you" he complained
"I stand by my statement"
"Thanks, well I have to keep my baby mama happy somehow"
I sat at the table going through the various items that had arrived, Of course, ordering things from catalogues as shopping wasn't really an option as I'm in no mood or ability to walk around a department store. Of course, family and friends had heard the news about the imminent arrival of the baby and sent over boxes of gifts so I was sorting baby clothes and various items that had accumulated Benny was supposed to be helping me but I think he was just kind playing with things currently he sat with a small wooden xylophone attempting to play himself a tune
"Benny"
"What?"
"Stop playing with the baby toys"
"I'm testing them," he says "I have to check they are adequately mentally stimulating. We want our baby to be a grandmaster by twelve they need smart baby toys" he explained
"I never said I wanted that"
"You didn't. I did"
"Benny, the baby will be smart You don't have to test all the toys"
"I don't know they are only half chess genius," he says and I glared "I'm just testing them If I can use them without hurting myself then they are safe for the baby"
"I don't know babies are pretty dumb"
"True, y/n watch" he laughed before he began to play a tune
"You just wanna play with it"
"Kinda,"
"Do something else"
"Fine" he sighed moving into another box "Okay I am very confused..."
"That's a nursing bra"
"It's a bra... but buttons to expose the boobs?"
"Yes Benny, for nursing."
"I feel like we had one of these when we first got married that I ripped off you sometime after our honeymoon"
"Different thing Benny"
"I don't know make this in black lace and I'm pretty sure it's the same. That's a point you're planning on breastfeeding right?"
"That's the plan"
"Yes! Boobs!"
"Not boobs for you. Boobs for baby"
"But I'll still get to see boobs which is really what I'm excited about"
"Your my husband you can see boobs whenever you want"
"Yeah but it's not as fun"
I sat bouncing myself on the small inflatable ball I picked up it's supposed to help me strengthen and Widen my cervix or something. By the side of my Bump, I'd kinda wished I'd been doing way more cause I am a planet I've almost convicted the head of this baby is gonna be a literal watermelon luckily it wouldn't be long until this would be over and the baby would be here I mean I'm excited for this to be over but also worried because then I have a human to take care of which I mean I should be fine with I already take care of benny, the longer this goes on the more I question women who say they like being pregnant? I definitely do not. And I was pretty panicked I mean I want it out of me of course so we can have our baby and so I can be done being pregnant but... it has to come out of me which is gonna hurt! It's a complex feeling to have as I bounce.
"Comfy?" Benny asks as he brings me some juice
"Somewhat" I answered taking the juice and having a sip as he sat in his chair "Why?' I glared
"Just a position I should think you're used to" he smirked
For a moment I was puzzled and then I realised oh yeah I'm sitting with my thighs wife bouncing up and down
"Stop thinking with your penis Benjamin"
"Maybe I would if it got some attention" he sighed sipping his own juice
"I'm pregnant" I argued
"Yeah? Not like I can make you double pregnant. It's literally the only time it's a one hundred per cent chance I cum inside you and can't get you pregnant"
"No Benny, it's dangerous"
"Not in any of the parenting magazines I've read"
"Yes but you've been reading husband magazines and they are not helpful"
"Yeah the one at the doctor's office really isn't helpful and they really didn't appreciate me telling them that"
"Their doctor's benny they don't like being told they're wrong"
"But they are"
"Yes dear" I laughed
"Besides that pregnant booklet in the waiting room was printed in 1948, how is it possible that still there best recommendations?"
"I know" I giggled counting to bounce
"How'd baby?"
"Kicking. Stretching legs."
"Not long now and we'll finally get to hold our little one in our arms" he smiled coming to cuddle my stomach and give it kisses "umm Daddy can't wait to see you little one"
"Awww mummy can't either, just maybe... calm the kicking down a little"
"You want some help?"
"Not like you can stop it, Benny"
"I can help" he smiled moving behind me and gently holding my hips "Lay back"
"Are you sure?'
"Trust me"
"Alright" I sighed leaning my body back against him and he gently moved my hips on the ball which admittedly was very relaxing
"Don't hold back lean your whole weight on me"
"Are you sure? I'm very heavy Benny"
"I'm sure to come on"
So I leant my full weight on him my head on his shoulder and it was really nice not having to hold myself up for a little while and it even clicked my back
"Hey, that better?' He laughed as it clicked
"Much better" I smiled
"Good, I have to make sure baby mama is happy"
"It's getting harder and harder to be happy when I'm in this much pain'
"I know, but not long soon then we have the baby"
"I hope it won't be too long" I smiled but I felt a violent kick again"oh fuck-"
"What? Ohh oh. That's okay baby didn't mean to give your bladder a kick It's fine let's get you cleaned up" he reassured
I laid on the bed using Benny to pop my leg up given the size of My stomach made it basically impossible to lay certain ways, he was fast asleep but I couldn't sleep I'd been feeling this gnawing pain like period cramps but I guess it's just more pregnancy pain, but I'd been feeling it for hours now. I kept semi-falling asleep often waking from pain or strange nightmares of My stomach swelling to the point it explodes. I woke up from asleep and sat up having to use the bedpost to get myself up I wondered thought to the apartment and clicked on the light grabbing my book from the table and flicking through the pages in pain to see if I could fix this somehow
'Pain similar to period cramps - contractions usually a sign of active labour'
What! Wait wait wait what! I read on and began to panic I thought my water was meant to break or something or I'd start screaming I didn't know it would just kinda... begin hurting but I read on and found fake contractions or Braxton-Hicks also feel like this but they go away after eating so I made myself a big pile of toast eating a few pieces but it didn't go away
"What's going on?" Benny yawns as clearly something woke him up and he wondered out of the bedroom in his kimono rubbing his eyes
"I think I'm in labour"
He stopped short as I said that completely freezing mid-eye rub "What?'
"I think I'm in labour"
".... right. Okay. Just calm down!" He says beginning to panic
"I am calm Benny. I'm actually freakishly calm"
"I was talking to myself! Okay uhhh what makes you think so?"
"I've been having pains for like the last six hours. The book says there are contractions."
"They could just be Braxton-Hicks, right? Right you've had those before"
"They could, but they go away when you eat something"
"Did they go away after toast?" He asks
"Nope."
"Okay, what does the pain feel like?" He asks looking around the table for the paperwork
"Like a period cramp. Hurts like fuck then slowly goes away then hurts then slowly goes away"
"Holy shit. Yeah, that's a contraction. And ...your fine?"
"I feel fine. It hurts but I feel calm"
"Hu ... okay you think you can get dressed?"
"I think so"
"Good you get dressed I'll call the midwife at the hospital and see what she says," he says
I nodded and went to our room getting into my little maternity dress even if it was barely for me and a pair of my flats the pain only got more and more intense as Benny waited on hold so I grabbed my bag and packed it with a nightie, some slippers, perfume, lotion, body wash, baby's blankets, hats, socks, all the little things they said we would need to bring just in case. And as I came through he Finally thought having got himself dressed in the meantime with clothes from the clean laundry "Hi! Hi yes hello, okay, Watts. Yeah, it's Benny. She thinks she might be in labour. Well this is our first so... yes she's describing period cramp-like pain that comes then goes away again and it's been like that for several hours now" he explained
"Six hours" I added
"Yeah, six hours now maybe more. Uhh just a sec- does it completely stop when it dies down?"
"It did now not so much"
"Yes but now not so much, okay... no, no, no she had about six bits of toast. Uhhh remarkably calm actually. Okay yep no problem" he says before he hangs up
"So?"
"Uhhh she says you need to get in the car. Like now"
"Ohh okay, I packed the bag"
"Everything on the list?"
"Everything and some additional items"
"Okay, let's get going" he smiled giving me a soft kiss before taking the bag and helping me up to the car and stairs They were hard by the time I reached the car the pain was becoming almost unbearable but Benny did his best holding my hand to drive us through the busy New York streets to the hospital and by this point, I was pretty panicked and in a lot of pain 
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chaisshitposts · 7 months
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moonlighthope lied?! Jesus :(
I don’t know what to say. I feel so hopeless now since she lied… I thought her photos were real too. Someone google searched them to be safe and apparently there were no matches so it seemed legit.
I don’t understand why the hell she would lie. I had so much hope for the void state and was so happy for her. now it’s all gone again….. . I just want to cry.
i have no idea !!! ^^;; i don't wanna spread misinformation when i don't even have proof myself that there was untruthfulness on her part, i believe her tbh but ig i can understand why folks have their reservations about certain things that were said—
it's unfortunate that this happened, ye, but ya shouldn't use other people's situations to hinder yer own growth. the void's real, 'cause the void is you.
are ya real? cause if ya weren't, ya wouldn't be sendin' in this ask to me rn. it's ok if yer disappointed or sad, but imma need ya to take a step back afterwards and remember that anythin's possible so long as ya make that true to yerself. just cause somethin' ain't workin' for someone else doesn't mean it ain't gonna work for ya, that's just not how life goes.
i think the only reason why folks are so funky 'bout this situation is cause of the picture proof, when in reality we got plenty of void success stories from anonymous folks or other blogs in general. plenty of people have succeeded to tap into their god state, not just this one person, she ain't supposed to be put on some kinda pedestal simply cause she may or may not have accomplished somethin' that ya haven't yet experienced.
but heres whatcha wanna do--- create yer own proof. ya don't need proof from nobody besides yerself, cause at the end of the day, ya wanna live on creative mode so yer gonna have to take the steps ya need to take in order to take that power back. i don't give a fuck if ya say it's hard at first, yer just gonna have to keep goin'.
don't be sad, use this as motivation to create the truth and the proof ya want and crave. the world is yours to craft however ya want it. when ya have yer dreams and look back at yer spilled tears and moments of stress like this— yer gonna forgive yerself for doubtin' what ya could do in the first place. what you're feelin' right now ain't gonna be permanent unless ya decide to fall back into the victim mentality.
here's a hand ✋, imma pull ya outta that hole you're tryna fall back into. it's time to stop lettin' life beat yer ass and take control over it again, and I don't care how many times ya fall back in that hole, ya better crawl yer ass back outta that fuckin' ditch and keep goin.' stop letting life happen to you and stop accepting what ya don't want.
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se1f · 5 months
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I'm so sorry if it's a manifesting based question and you don't have to answer it if you don't want to
So I feel like I've been living in a loop for 3 yrs now I've tried everything loa,void everything...deep down I know I deserve so much better and I also believe I can get it I just don't know exactly how...new year's coming I really don't wanna live like this I honestly just wanna end it but what then? I've to live again, another life then another then another.... I just want myself in a better place and I'm sorry if it feels like a trauma dump but I'm so tired of everything... I see everyone here living their best lives and people around me too and I just feel unlucky ugly and what not... I wanna realize self and also live a good life..how can I go about that?
Also English isn't my first language but I tried my best ♥️ and I love you and your work I resonate with you sm
please dont feel sorry at all for sending this in! it is completely alright <33
speaking from the perspective of another seeming human being- you do deserve it all. life can be complicated, and the act of comparing yourself to others can definitely cause some troubled feelings to arise. this step isnt necessary, but i would recommend you to love yourself! see your worth! you seem to be very dedicated in achieving the life you deserve, and i believe thats something to be very proud of. not only does your perseverance reflect your strength, but of your beauty. im not speaking of the deranged societal beauty standards that exist. i am referring to the beauty of your humanity. the refusal to give up. to keep walking the path of existence in a world that can be so frightening. many times, one does not truly wish to perish into dust, but for their suffering to be remedied. i do hope you are being supported at this time, and receiving any type of aid that may ease your troubles.
know that there is nothing to realize, as you are already THAT. while you do seemingly appear to be just a human being- you are more than that. words cannot even being to describe you, as you are beyond them. you are everything, and no-thing. what is appearing to happen before you, isnt actually occurring. it is just an illusion. there is nothing actually happening. that is why there is nothing to even change. the life you are trying to attain, and the life you seemingly experience now, are the same. both are an illusion. for THAT, there is no difference between forms. THAT doesn't really have a preference. neither life is better nor worse. it just is.
if nothing is truly happening, then does that not mean time is also an illusion? why wait for the new year? for THAT, everything is instantly THAT. THAT already has everything the illusionary you could wish for. realize there is no-body here to "get" anything. why would you wait for the validation of XYZ's existence through something that doesn't even exist? doesn't that seem silly? THAT pervades all illusionary senses, meaning sight, hearing, touch, smell- etc. once THAT knows XYZ is, then so it is. the illusionary human body is limited, it can never compare to THAT. so why allow it to dictate what is "real" or not? there is no waiting, you only wait because you seemingly think you are this body.
it does not matter what you seemingly think/believe to be true- or even sense. it can never affect THAT (unless "you" want it to). what you seemingly desire, already is. i hope this helped, even in the slightest!! i recommend checking out my masterlist, as the reblogs/posts are organized. you got this anon!! i know it's been hard, but know that it will be sweet from here on out!! i know it will be :)
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intomusings · 8 months
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﹒﹒  guts   sentence   starters    !
my  brain  goes  ahhh  !  guts by olivia rodrigo just dropped and it's been on repeat  in my household .  olivia rodrigo  can do no wrong in my opinion and i  realized  that  the  lyrics  make  for  some  perfect  sentence  starters  —  so  under  the  cut  you’ll  find  a  bunch  of  heart  wrenching  and angsty one  liners  .  if  u  found  this  useful  ,  feel  free  to  like  or  reblog  to  boost  this  .
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﹒﹒  all - american bitch  :
" i feel for your every little issue , i know just what you mean .. "
" you know me , i forgive and i forget .. "
" i got what you can't resist "
" i know my place and this is it "
﹒﹒  bad idea right?  :
" haven't heard from you in a couple of months .. "
" i'm out right now and i'm all fucked up "
" i know we're done , i know we're through but god when i look at you .. "
" seeing you tonight , it's a bad idea , right ?
" i know that he's my ex but can't two people reconnect ? "
" i only see him as a friend .. "
" i know i should stop but i can't . "
" i'm sure i've seen much hotter men but i really can't remember when "
﹒﹒  vampire  :
" i loved you truly "
" i've made some real big mistakes but you make the worst one look fine "
" i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive "
" every girl i ever talked to told me you were bad news "
" you called them crazy god i hate the way i called them crazy too ! "
" you're so convincing , how do you lie without flinching ? "
" can't figure out how you do it and god knows i never will "
" you said it was true love .. "
" you can't love anyone cause that would mean you had a heart "
" i tried to help you out , now i know that i can't . "
" how you think is the kind of thing i'll never understand "
﹒﹒  lacy  :
" did i ever tell you i'm not doing well ? "
" i see you everywhere .. "
" i'm losing it lately . "
" well aren't you the greatest thing to ever exist ? "
" my stomach's all in knots "
" you got the one thing that i want "
" it's like you're made of angel dust "
" it's like you're out to get me "
" you poison every little thing that i do "
" i just loathe you lately "
﹒﹒  ballad of a homeschooled girl  :
" i don't think i get along with anyone .. "
" i guess i should go .. "
" i told secrets i shouldn't tell . "
" i made it weird , i made it worse . "
" oh god , what did i say ? "
﹒﹒  making the bed  :
" i thought it so i said it "
" sometimes i feel like i don't wanna be where i am "
" i'm so tired of being the girl that i am "
" i'm playing the victim so well in my head "
" i got the things i wanted , it's just not what i imagined "
﹒﹒  logical  :
" god , you're so good at what you do . "
" i'd put myself through hell for you "
" hear all the rumors lately that you always denied "
" you convinced me , it was all in my mind "
" changing you is possible .. "
" i'm sure that girl is really your friend "
" our problems are all solvable "
" why do i do this ? "
" i know i'm half responsible and that makes me feel horrible "
" i know i could've stopped it all .. "
﹒﹒  get him back!  :
" i met a guy in the summer .. "
" i wanna get him back "
" i wanna make him really jealous "
" i really miss him and it makes me real sad "
" i miss the way he kisses and the way he made me laugh "
" i am my fathers daughter so maybe i could fix him "
" i wanna key his car "
" i wanna break his heart "
﹒﹒  love is embarrassing  :
" i told my friends you were the one "
" you said space was what you need "
" i waited by my phone like a goddamn fool "
" i consoled you while you cried .. "
" how could i be so stupid ? "
" you found a new version of me "
" i give up everything "
﹒﹒  the grudge :
" one phone call from you and my entire world was changed "
" you took everything i loved and crushed it between your fingers "
" i doubt you ever think about the damage that you did "
" i hear your voice every time i think i'm not enough "
" how could anybody do the things you did so easily ? "
" i say i don't care , i say i'm fine but you know i can't let it go . "
" i fantasize about a time you're a little fucking sorry "
" i try to understand why you would do this all to me "
" do you think i deserved it all ? "
" you have everything and you still want more "
" but even after all this , you're still everything to me "
" i know you don't care "
﹒﹒  pretty isn't pretty  :
" there's always something missing "
" i don't know why i even try "
﹒﹒  teenage dream  :
" it gets better , but what if i don't ? "
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ive made some playlists i thought i would share if anyone might like some bjr tunes! i have a serious one, a silly one, and one for the nebulous modern au tht lives in my brain
the last two i'll most likely still be adding songs here and there, but the 1st playlist is complete! i'll add the 1st playlist's tracklist+some lyric excerpts in the read more
black black heart - david usher
Something ugly this way comes Through my fingers sliding inside All these blessings all these burns I'm godless underneath your cover Search for pleasure search for pain In this world now I am undying I unfurl my flag my nation helpless Black black heart why would you offer more Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core I'm eating all your Kings and Queens
dark entries - bauhaus
I came upon your room, it stuck into my head We leapt into the bed, degrading even lice You took delight in taking down my shielded pride Until exposed became my darker side
dissolved girl - massive attack
Shame, such a shame I think I kind of lost myself again Day, yesterday Really should be leaving, but I stay Say, say my name I need a little love to ease the pain Need a little love to ease the pain It's easy to remember, when it came
on the bound - fiona apple
You're all I need And maybe some faith would do me good I don't know what I'm doing Don't know, should I change my mind? I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do It's true, I do imbue my blue unto myself, I make it bitter
i think i'm paranoid - garbage
I think I'm paranoid And complicated I think I'm paranoid Manipulate it Bend me, break me anyway you need me All I want is you Bend me, break me, breaking down is easy All I want is you
symphony - dorian electra
Something's funny when I grab my guitar Feeling lonely like a dead shooting star I'm not the only one who's crashing your car (crashing your car) Need something louder just to drown out the scars (Make some fucking noise) Come on, baby, can't you see? (Can't you see?) I'm gonna need a symphony (symphony) And I'm gonna need to hear you scream
lecher bitch - genitorturers
I am the Lecher Bitch and I call on all who feed on danger Taste of the whore. Suffer my seed Crawl with the heretic and the world outside gets a little bit stranger
the bondage song - london after midnight
Innocent child, how you thought you knew me Understood my ways, my dark needs The hunt is not the thrill I'm after I want the kill, the conquest, to be your master Wrap your arms around my pale skin, it's too late to back out you're in On your knees and praise your new lord, deeper now And here's your reward, take me to bed and rip me apart
mercy - hurts
Fill me with rage And bleed me dry And feed me your hate In the echoing silence I shiver each time that you say Don't cry mercy There's too much pain to come
touch myself - genitorturers
I love myself, I want you to love me When I feel down, I want you above me I'll search myself, I want you to find me Forget myself, I want you to remind me I don't want anybody else When I think about you, I touch myself
nihil - 3teeth
Bound by flesh Freed by blood
this s*it will fcuk you up - combichrist
I am a bitch How do you want me? From behind Or on my knees? I am a slut Please hold me down I'll be your noise This shit will fuck you up
you spin me round - 3teeth
I set my sights on you And no one else will do And I I've got to have my way now, baby All I know is that to me You look like you're havin' fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come
closer - nine inch nails
(Help me) I broke apart my insides (Help me) I've got no soul to sell (Help me) the only thing that works for me Help me get away from myself
you've seen the butcher - deftones
I wanna watch the way You creep across my skull You slowly enter 'Cause you know my room And then you crawl your knees off Before you shake my tomb
hey - pixies
Hey, must be a devil between us Or whores in my head Whores at the door Whore in my bed But hey! Where have you been? If you go, I will surely die
And the whores like a choir: Uh-uh All night And Mary, ain't you tired of this? Uh, is the sound That the mother makes when the baby breaks
hail mary - skating polly
She got hit so hard she just got up from the ground If she ever hits back, I won't tell Hey Mary, follow me out and we'll never walk back Hey Mary, tell me honestly you'd never want that Hail Mary, trust me, don't look back or it's gonna end badly
if you really love nothing - interpol
When I find my home The next artery Splendid I bled my whole life So it's probably a kiss Goodbye then
tangled up in plaid - queens of the stone age
Come, lets play along And let each other lose A win would cause an alarm Don't matter to me, don't matter to you
spaceboy - smashing pumpkins
And spaceboy, they'll kill me Before I'm dead and gone And any way you choose me It won't be wrong And any way you choose me We won't belong
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The Blackest Day | Javier Peña
Javier Peña (Narcos) x fem!reader - no use of y/n
Summary: one last goodbye before Peña leaves Colombia for good. Inspired by "The Blackest Day" by Lana Del Rey because Javier is a walking Lana song.
Warnings (18+): smut, vaginal sex, oral sex (m and f receiving), rough sex.
Note: this is not particularly important when reading but the reader is a Colombian journalist. So while all dialogue is in English to make things easier, they converse in Spanish/Spanglish in my mind (FYI).
Contains content suitable only for those above 18 years of age. Minors, please do not continue!
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"Don't wanna talk about the things to come."
"Looking for love in all the wrong places."
"Cause there's nothing for me to think about. Now that he's gone, I can't feel nothing."
"I'm on my own again."
"So that's it?" You ask, approaching Javier on the balcony of your hotel room. He's stood, looking out across the city of Bogotá, a cigarette in one hand, and the other rubbing his temples.
"Yeah." He nods. "That's it."
You weren't naïve and you certainly weren't stupid. You knew Peña's time in Colombia was coming to an end, after all you'd played a part in it by publishing the truth about the Colombian president. But some self-preserving part of you pushed that deep down. Maybe denial isn't the healthiest of coping mechanisms after all.
"You came to say goodbye." You meant it as a question, but it came out as a statement. A statement dowsed in hurt.
You'd come to grow quite fond of Javier's company in the months you'd known him. You respected him and - even though the two of you weren't "exclusive" - you couldn't help developing some feelings for him by being in a physical relationship with him. Even if it was just knowing that you weren't alone. And you're sure he felt a similar way, even if his feelings were just a fraction of yours for him.
"Something like that." He says, taking a drag of his cigarette.
You walk up behind him, placing your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his waist. The scent of his cologne and cigarettes is intoxicating.
You don't want him to go, but you don't have to say it. He knows. Regardless, you would never dream of saying such a thing. Laying your heart on the line.
"I've put my heart and soul into trying to bring these sons of bitches down." He signs. You can feel the tension in his shoulders. "Whenever I think we've got 'em, it turns out this shit runs deeper and deeper than I could have ever imagined."
"You did your best."
"You should take this as a win."
"You should be celebrating."
All sentiments that he has heard numerous times. You know that's not what he needs to hear. In fact, you understand that even if this was a victory against the Cali cartel, there is no reason to celebrate.
"It's time for you to go back home." It pains you, almost physically, to say. But you know it's true.
"I'm not sure I can." He says. This is his life now. Or at least it has been for the last God-knows-how-many years. He's not sure he knows how to leave it behind.
He puts his cigarette out and turns around to face you, your hands now holding onto the balcony so that he is trapped in your grip.
You don't say anything. You don't know what to say. You've never been any good at consoling people. Looking into his eyes you see his pain. How everything he's seen haunts him.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this shit." His eyeline flickers to the ground.
You give him a sad smile. A short, humourless chuckle. "I dragged myself into this shit. Taking down the fucking president, huh?"
"No," he says. "Not that." His eyes meet yours again, apologetically.
"What, then?" You ask. He doesn't answer and you try searching his eyes again. They seem to be his tell, after all.
His hands reach up to cup your face, stroking your cheeks gently. You get what he's saying. But you've never spoken about the "relationship" between you. Never acknowledged it. You spoke about business. You had sex. That was it.
"Us?" You ask quietly, afraid you're picking up on the wrong thing.
"It's not fair of me to dump all of this on you and then jet back to Texas." He frowns.
"Javier, don't worry about me. You don't need anything more to stress about." You scoff. "I'm fine. I'll be fine." Lies.
Javier's lips brush yours gently, and your heart flutters.
"This is it then?" You ask, knowing the answer. He doesn't have to respond.
He goes in for the kiss, passionately all of a sudden. His mouth crashing against yours. His hands wander down to your hips and grip you, pulling your body close to his, while your hands weave their way up into his thick locks of hair.
He starts walking, pushing you back inside and onto the bed. You fall back, his body pressing you into the mattress. Hungrily, he moves his kisses along your jawline and down your neck, grabbing your wrists and pinning them into the pillows beside your head.
"Javier," you moan as his tongue explores your body further, moving down to your clavicle. The fabric of your shirt blocks his destination, so he removes his hands from your wrists to practically rip your top off. He's met with your bra, which he removes in a swift movement before hungrily continuing to explore your body. He places gentle kisses on your breast then traces his tongue around your nipple, causing you to shudder.
"Javier," you say again, but this time with the intention of getting his attention. God, you wish he could do that to you all day, but you know how stressed he is and you want to do one of the few things you can to help.
He looks up at you, eyes wide, lips swollen, hair messy. You take the opportunity to switch positions, so that you're on top, and he complies. Straddling him, you feel his semi-hard cock press into your thigh, and try your hardest to keep your composure, grinding into it slightly and being rewarded with a gutteral moan.
You lean forward to press a kiss on Javi's lips before unbuttoning his shirt and discarding it onto the floor. You feel the tension leaving his body as you kiss his cheek, his neck, his shoulder blade, his chest, his stomach. You make sure to prolong it as long as you can, revelling in the way you're making him relax. Until you reach his waist.
Lifting yourself up, you unbuckle his belt and pull down both his pants and his boxers, pulling them off at his ankles with a little bit of his help. While you're at it, you remove your skirt, leaving him fully naked and you only in your panties.
He's practically rock solid by the time you reach his length. You place your fingers around him, stroking up and down painstakingly slow, until his hips are bucking up into your hand. Leaning back down, you place a soft kiss on his tip before trailing your tongue up and down, spreading his pre-cum.
You know what he needs, and don't want to leave him waiting any longer, so you take him into your mouth, going as far as you can.
"That's it, baby." He moans, his voice hoarse and gravelly.
You relax your jaw and open up your throat, taking him as far as possible and holding yourself there until you need to come up for breath, slowly lifting your head, but never fully removing his cock from your mouth. Your movements are slow, but sloppy, taking the time to trace your tongue along the veins in his cock. You love the way he writhes beneath you. How you have to hold his thighs in place. The gentle pants he lets out, your name on his tongue.
"Fuck, you're good at that," he practically whispers. The approval is all that is needed to send wetness flooding to your core.
Your movements speed up, testing the waters. You take note of how his body reacts to certain techniques and make an effort to repeat them.
"Baby, shit...stop," he pants and you look up at him, worried. "I need to fuck you." Relief floods over him. For a moment, you were scared he was having second thoughts. You release his cock from your mouth with an obscene 'pop', and crawl back up to straddle him again. He plants his hands on your hips and uses his firm grip to flip you under him, taking your lips against his.
The kiss is hot and heavy. It says more than a thousand words ever could. Everything you can't - won't - say to each other, is communicated.
His hands creep down your body, toying with the hem of your panties, but not for long. He pulls them down and you kick them off your ankles, spreading your legs slightly so that he has access you.
His fingers softly run over your clit and you can't help but whimper, somewhat pathetically. You're so desperate for him. He pushes one finger inside you, slowly followed by another, and he gasps when he feels how soaked you are for him. You impatiently wait for him to speed up his movements but he moves painstakingly slow, stretching you gently around his fingers.
You begin to beg and grind up into his touch. "Javier, please."
"Be patient, hermosa." He soothes. Normally you'd expect sarcasm or teasing, but this time he is being sincere with you.
He removes his fingers from you, leaving you temporarily empty. Though before you can complain, you feel his tip lining up at your entrance. Taking his time, he pushes inside you until he can't go any further.
You never get used to the stretch. He fits inside you so well.
He begins to move, and you let out a breath you didn't even realise you were holding. There's something different in the atmosphere as he thrusts in and out of you, kissing you sweetly.
You lift your legs up and wrap them around his back, wanting him deeper inside you. Wanting him closer. You want every single possible inch of skin to be touching his.
It feels intimate and emotional as he places one hand on your thigh to keep you pressed against him, and the other slips behind your neck to lift your body up closer to his. You both rock your hips, settling on a pace, not too fast but not too slow. You both need this to last as long as possible.
His moves are steady, and you can feel yourself coming closer to climax, even just from penetration. But he knows what you need, and removes the hand on your thigh to tease your clit. His thrusts remain the same, somewhat gentle, but his fingers are much more rough on your clit.
"Oh, Javier," you let out. "Fuck!"
"It's okay, baby," he whispers into your neck, his head buried in your hair. "Come on."
You feel that familiar sensation building up, about to reach it's climax. You're no longer aware of your surroundings, only your pleasure. Javier is whispering praises to you, but you can't focus on them. One thrust is all you need to send you toppling over the edge, crying out his name.
In your state of pure bliss, it starts to hit you. The reality of the situation. Your eyes swell with tears, you're not sure if it's from the pleasure or your despair. Either way, you bury your face into the crook of Javier's neck, not wanting him to see the tears that are now rolling down your face.
He fucks you through your orgasm, removing his fingers from your clit as to not overstimulate you. Once you've come down, all you can focus on is finding that high again. Finding anything that can stop you facing reality.
You begin to kiss Javier's neck, nibbling ever so slightly and he caresses your hair.
"I need more, Javi." You say, knowing that he wants to fuck you for as long as you can take.
He doesn't say anything, he simply starts his movements up again, relighting that fire deep in your loins.
"Fuck me hard," you whimper. He has every intention of doing that, but before he does, he gently grabs your cheek to pull your face away from his neck. His heart aches when he sees the tears on your face, and you try to avoid eye contact with him. You need him to fuck you roughly and take your mind off everything.
Gripping your jaw, he pushes your head back down on the pillow beneath you, pressing a sensitive kiss onto your cheek, tasting the salt of your tears.
Then, without warning, that's when he does what you ask. He begins to thrust in and out of you with all the power he has, and the cries that you let out are obscene.
"Javi.." you mumble, "Fuck, Ja-...oh please." You don't know what you're saying. Your mind isn't functioning, which is exactly what you wanted.
He places a hand around your throat, not choking you, but simply squeezing tight enough to keep you in place. His other hand sneaks around your waist, lifting you up to meet each and every one of his long, hard thrusts.
"Baby, fuck," he says as you gasp and moan beneath him.
He kisses you sloppily, needing to be physically connected to you in every way possible. You let him take charge as he pounds into you, and you thrust your hips up with every beat.
You quickly feel your orgasm building yet again as he finds a pace that works for the both of you.
"Harder," you mumble, quickly slipping into a moan as his fingers work back to your clit.
"There you go." He praises, as you clench around him with the contact to your clit.
The hand on your neck wanders down, grasping at your breasts almost desperately. The way he handles you is rough - painful - but in the best way possible. He rolls your nipple through his fingers, pinching, then goes back to squeezing and clawing at your flesh. All the while, your mind is growing fuzzier and fuzzier as you reach your peak.
"Javi, I'm-" you croak.
"I know, cariño," he soothes. "You're taking it so well."
You wrap your arms around his back, squeezing tightly and likely leaving nail marks on his back as he gives one last push, toppling you over the edge.
You call out his name like it's the only word you know. In that moment, it might as well be. He fully consumes you. He's all you know.
The next thing you know, he's pulling out and you feel his warmth spill all across your stomach and thighs. Such a small, meaningless thing makes you feel special. Like he's marking you.
You finally relax into the sheets, flopping your body weight down as Javier rolls next to you.
You eyelids flutter heavily as you feel sleep dawning on you, so you're grateful when Javier gets up to grab a cloth and clean you up. However, it's evident he's not done with you yet when he lays back down next to you and starts to softly trail his fingers across your skin, kissing your clavice.
"I want to memorise every detail of your body," he whispers into your ear and you whimper slightly. You're already so sensitive from being fucked with so much passion, so his touch sets your skin on fire.
He takes his sweet time, tongue exploring every inch of your being. He leaves marks and bruises all across your chest, biting and then softly licking and kissing to soothe your skin. He worships your breasts as your hands entwine in his hair.
Eventually, his mouth reaches where he has so recently fucked, tracing his tongue along your inner thigh towards your centre. Your hips buck when his tongue reaches your clit, so he grabs your thighs and pushes you into the mattress. He's aware of how sensitive you are, so he doesn't involve his fingers, but his mouth is enough to drive you crazy.
He laps at you hungrily, intent on memorising the taste of you. Memorising the way you squirm beneath him at every one of his movements.
He sucks on your clit, kisses it and swirls his tongue around it. He fucks you with his tongue. All of it building you up to another orgasm. It doesn't take long.
Your legs squeeze around his head and he elicits crude sounds from you and he revels in that feeling. He can tell you're close from how wet you're getting, and he makes sure to lap up every last drop. Finally, you reach your peak and your orgasm rips through your body, blinding you as you tell Javier's name, tears rolling down your face and smudging your mascara. In all the time you've spent with Javi, you've never felt pleasure quite like this. Knowing that you'll never see each other again has only made things a hundred times more passionate.
He lays next to you and wraps a single arm around you, wanting to be close to you, but not wanting to create anything too intimate, scared for both of your feelings.
"Fuck," he says panting heavily.
"I'm going to struggle to find a replacement," you joke, Javi chuckling at it. But neither of you find it funny. It's all a front, stopping you from facing your emotions.
Before you can exchange any more words, sleep consumes you. It's no surprise: you're exhausted, both physically and mentally. And despite all the emotional turmoil, you get the deepest night's sleep you've had in a long time.
When morning comes, you're awaken by light creeping through the thin hotel curtains. You turn over to find the bed cold and empty next to you. He's gone. On a plane, probably half way to Texas by now.
You think to yourself how it's for the better that he didn't say goodbye with words. That you had that night together and then he left without saying anything. But you can't force yourself to truly belief that.
You'll never know if you really do love him, offer if he just temporarily filled a void. All you know is that you're alone again.
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thank you for bring so unapologetically masculine. idk if i'm just sensitive to it but sometimes it feels like trans men are constantly expected to apologize for being men, whether it be to our family members who "mourn" us or our fellow queers who tell us we're not safe to be around anymore... it puts so much guilt in me that i don't want to be there. like i'm just some guy and that's all i wanna be, just a nice guy who does his own thing, but it feels like people only see us as men when they want to mock us or tell us that we're a danger to them. i digress. tldr; thanks for reminding me that it's okay to be a guy and i hope you never feel like you need to apologize for being you, because you are awesome.
Thank you for contacting the Male Distribution System Bark Line. Remember: Embracing your true self will never be anything to apologize for. Your message was delayed due to processing, but is now in the queue.
Hey nonny, you're absolutely welcome.
Fuck i just, i really feel you here dude. It's so weird to be told that someone is "mourning" a version of you that only existed in their minds, when you're standing right the fuck there and just wanting to be happy. i be like the fuck is you mourning nigga, my misery? got off to it that much?
And yeah. I've had other queer folk make "men bad" statements/jokes to my face, I've had 'friends' who would make strange, baseless blanket assumptions about men that do nothing but make me feel gross and guilty for...existing.
(example: I dont even really know who the "try guys" are, but awhile ago one of them cheated on his wife and all i saw for days on twitter were OTHER QUEER PEOPLE insisting that "men calling themselves a wifeguy is suspicious because now we know he was compensating for something", which led to me anxiously asking my wife if she thinks i'm weird or suspicious because up until then i considered myself a wifeguy cause. well i love my wife haha, and i do talk about her a lot. but anyways, she spent a great while thoroughly explaining that i'm not, and that the people saying these things are being very weird and overreacting. in retrospect i think, what the fuck was the point of people saying that? you want men to be scared of showing off their wives? that dont make no lick of sense tf. just make fun of him for being a gross cheater.)
Sorry for the long aside i just, i feel you dude. i also wanna be Just Some Guy lol. But yeah, You know, you'll always be welcome here.
Aint nothin wrong with being a man. Never has been, never will be. Being a man is a completely and utterly neutral thing to be just like any other immutable trait a person can have.
And hey, thanks. I hope you take it easy buddy ☆
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