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#i was up til 3am making this lmao

fuel-draws · 1 year

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Actually really proud of how this turned out 🐟🪱👑

"A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a

king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm."

-Hamlet (Shakespeare 4.3.27-28)

#fuel draws #art #artwork #drawing #hamlet #shakespeare #I promise I have more art (just haven't posted in a while lol..)#i was up til 3am making this lmao #i dont even like shakespeare that much

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landososcar · 3 months

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lover ; LN4

pairing(s) ; lando norris x swiftie!reader

summary ; in which y/n just wants to post pictures of her boyfriend, not expecting people to get the wrong idea

warnings ; smau, lots of fluff

note ; its 3am and i didn’t want to sleep til i finished this so idk what mistakes there probably is lmao😭 also just pretend the twitter stuff says 2024 i cba changing it all

instagram ; yourusername

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yourusername i saw the dimples first and then i heard the accent 💓☺️

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user1 who are you

carlossainz55 you tagged the wrong account silly

yourusername you replied with the wrong account moron

nando4lorris you two aren’t slick

yourusename yeah ok mr nando lorris

nando4lorris you’re supposed to be on my side wtf

user2 i’m so lost 😭😭

user3 i’m confused someone explain

user4 babe everyone’s confused

user5 wait so is this carlos’ gf or not

user6 idk who you are but you’re hot as fuck

user7 ok i swear i’ve seen carlos wear that top in the 4th pic before

user8 yeah i think i’ve seen lando wearing it too tho

user9 but lando isn’t in this girls likes and comments

nando4lorris yeah guys you’re right she’s gotta be carlos’ girlfriend

yourusername nando4lorris fuck off i hate you so much 😭😭😭😭😭

user10 ????????

instagram ; yourusername

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yourusername i’d like to hang out with you for my whole life 🤗🧡

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user1 crying because lando liked on his main AND his burner (confirmed)

yourusername p.s. the tag in these pics is for PHOTO CREDS 😁

user2 LMFAOOO HER COMMENT

user3 girl said my mans is NOT carlos sainz jr🙅‍♀️

user4 i have so much to say

user5 the taylor love lyrics, the orange heart emoji, the flowers, the ladybugs, THE CAT CARDIGAN

user6 i think i would die for her

nando4lorris 🧡🧡

yourusername 🥰

carlossainz55 i thought you guys were still trying to be sneaky

yourusername carlos you’re the one making it hard to be sneaky

user7 oh it’s so lando

carlossainz55 oh well it’s been 4 years everyone already knew

user8 ITS BEEN WHAT JEHFKSKKS ????????

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landonorris i’ve loved you (five) summers now honey but i want them all 😁😁

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user1 oh my god

user2 FIVEEEEE SUMMERS????? EVEN MORE THAN CARLOS SAID !/?;&2!@:9(

carlossainz55 i’m sorry i just guessed how many years because i didn’t know exactly just that its been a long long time

yourusername it’s ok carlos you were close

user3 SHES BEEN TO RACES AND NO ONES EVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT HER OH MY GOD

maxverstappen1 finally mate

oscarpiastri wooo secrets out 🥳

user4 he used a taylor lyric for the caption im gonna be sick

user5 if you zoom in on the second pic you can actually see me drowning myself in the background

ciscanorris1 💓💓

yourusername love you🥰

user6 wait i don’t have twitter can someone explain

user7 oh BABE you’ve got some catching up to do

yourusername my fav boy love you to saturn ☺️🧡

landonorris i love you more than you love taylor swift🥰

yourusername ok settle down babe don’t go too far

landonorris no sorry you’re right

user8 when he understands that ones love for taylor is never beaten >>>>>

user9 i need them biblically

user10 i still don’t understand how they hid her for 5 years lmfaoooo

user11 yourusername ok y/n but did he take you to the eras tour

yourusername he got us tickets for a uk show later this year 🥰🥰

user12 now, how’d that curly haired vroom vroom bitch pull HER

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whore-era · 1 year

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1-800-GIRLS - part 2

☁︎ modern!ellie x sex-hotline-operator!fem!reader, very small mention of dealer!ellie ☁︎ summary: in which ellie takes her favorite phone sex hotline operator out on their first date! ☁︎ warnings: contains smut! 18+ only. top/dom!ellie, bottom/sub!reader, interactions with men, dirty talking/praise, fingering (r!recieving), use of fem nicknames, slight mention of petplay, let me know if i missed anything else pls. ☁︎ a/n: back by popular demand, and to thank you all for 1k. i love u all from the bottom of my heart. thank u all so so so much. also there will be NO PART 3! s/o to my girl @clearheartgreyflowers for staying up w me til 3am writing smut LMAO ☁︎ word count: 5,124 ☁︎ 1-800-GIRLS part 1

thursday, 1:15am → ongoing call with sir steven (ft. lauderdale, FL)

sir steven (client): thank you, sugar. did good as always, pretty lady.

sugar: no problem, sir.

sir steven (client): have a good night, darlin'. good night.

the line clicks on the other end, and you finally let out a big stretch, able to relax as you close the hotline for the night. you made 13 calls tonight, which usually wouldn't be enough to help with bills, but much to your dismay, ellie had been sending you money nonstop.

it's been a couple of weeks since you first met her in the library, and since then, you've seen each other here and there, most of your communication being made through texts and calls, as you both have been extremely busy with final exams and work. barely getting any real time to spend together besides having lunch together or walking to class when the time allows it.

however, ever since you revealed to ellie your real name and gave her your personal phone number, she's been using it to her advantage — sending you money through applepay/paypal, paying for food to get delivered to your apartment when you tell her you haven't ate that day, or getting uber's or taxis to pick you up when she wasn't able to come get you herself.

she was very persistent in being your provider, insisting that with her income, she could support you full-time and buy you everything you needed and more.

but you didn't have it in you to just quit this hotline gig. you didn't want to feel like you had to rely on ellie, and the last thing you wanted was to burden her with your own issues.

thursday, 1:30am → incoming call from ellie (jackson, WY)

you: ellie...?

ellie: hi baby.

you: why are you calling the hotline? you have my number, silly.

ellie: what? can't check in on my girl?

you couldn't help the flush in your cheeks. ellie never failed to make you blush. she always made a point to flirt, hard, and you both weren't even in a relationship, yet.

you: what can i do for my favorite client?

ellie: hm, how does going out with me on saturday night sound?

you: like...a date?

ellie: yeah, don't you think we're a bit overdue for one?

you: sure! what should i wear?

ellie: 's up to you. you make anything look beautiful.

you hated how easily she made the heat rise to your cheeks.

ellie: are you blushing?

you: ....no.

ellie: liar. just for that, you owe me a kiss on our date.

you: hm, we'll see.

ellie: guess we will.

saturday couldn't have arrived any faster, and by the time you knew it, it was 6:00 in the evening, almost time for your first date with ellie.

you couldn't make up your mind on what to wear, trying on different outfit combinations, determining which one you think ellie would like more.

groaning in frustration, you seemingly settled on a baby blue dress, with a light and warm cardigan. the weather was absolutely perfect for this type of outfit, not too hot with just the slightest breeze.

as you touched up your makeup, swiping on your favorite gloss, you couldn't seem to calm the nerves boiling in your belly. what was there to be nervous about? you were going on a date with one of the coolest and prettiest girls you have ever seen in your life.

overthinking every possible worst-case scenario that could happen tonight, you took some deep breaths, shaking off the images of you possibly falling on your face, snorting while you laugh, or accidentally passing gas in front of ellie. oh god, if that were to happen tonight, you didn't think you could ever face her again.

you would have to change jobs. and schools.

"god, jesus, whoever, please have my back tonight," you whisper to yourself, suddenly jumping at the small 'ping' coming from your phone.

unlocking your phone, you see it's a text from ellie:

ellie <3: I'm on my way up baby, u ready?

you: yes! i'm ready hehe

you take the time to lace your shoes at the front door, giving yourself a quick one-over in the mirror to see if you were presentable, at the least.

two soft knocks on the door resonated through your apartment, and you took a deep breath as you unlocked the latch, mentally preparing yourself for tonight.

swinging the door open, you're greeted by the tall, emerald-eyed girl.

"hey, baby," she greets, leaning over to plant a kiss on your cheek, "you look gorgeous."

your eyes fell to the ground, cheeks flushing with crimson. get ahold of yourself. you're acting like a teenage girl with a puppy-love crush, you echoed in your mind.

"thanks, els. you look pretty cute too," you compliment shyly, looking down at her fit — a white shirt complimented with a red flannel and dark-washed jeans. of course, hair styled in her signature half-up ponytail and sporting her white and black converse sneakers.

"ready to go?"

"yeah, let's go ahead."

"cool, just parked over here in the parking lot."

taking hold of your hand, the two of you head out to the parking lot, and she takes the lead in guiding you to her car. her hands felt warm and clammy— and you wondered if ellie was feeling just as nervous as you were.

and she was.

ellie was freaking the fuck out. from the outside, you appeared calm and relaxed, which put her at unease. were you not excited to be going out with her? were you going to like what she planned for tonight? what if you absolutely hated the date she organized? it'd tear ellie's heart to pieces.

but ellie couldn't overthink, especially not right now. she couldn't let her emotions get the best of her, and she only had to think of the present — you.

ellie fished out her keys from her pocket, briefly letting go of your hand to unlock the car and open the passenger side door for you.

getting inside, you mumbled a quick 'thank you'. as ellie scurried to the driver's side of the car, you scanned your eyes around the interior of her car.

what the hell? was she driving a...dodge hellcat? you knew ellie drove, but you didn't know she drove such an expensive muscle car. how much money did she make being a dealer?

her car smelled just like her, fresh and musky, and she kept it fairly clean.

ellie piled in the driver's seat of her car, putting the key in the ignition and turned on the engine.

"soooo, where are we going?" you queried.

"that's a surprise," ellie smirks, and suddenly she places her hand behind the head of your seat, turning her neck to look at the rear windshield as she backed out of the parking spot.

you swallowed thickly, focused primarily on how hot she looked doing something as simple and elementary as reversing her car. the way her neck flexed, the way her arm tattoo looked by your face, and the way she was concentrated on moving the vehicle — suddenly turned the heat up in this confined space.

"you okay? you look a bit warm," ellie asks, interrupting your train of thought.

"huh? yeah, no, i-i'm okay," you smile meekly, "it's j-just a little warm in here."

"oh, sorry," her hands went to turn on the air conditioning, the gentle breeze of cool air providing relief, "there you go. better?"

you nod, "much better, thanks."

"wanna play some music?" she asks, holding her phone up.

"hmm, you can put whatever you want on. i wanna see what type of music you're into."

"okay," ellie says with a wide smile, "suit yourself."

approaching a stop light, ellie uses the window of opportunity to tap away on her phone, searching for her favorite song. the song 'the spins' by mac miller plays throughout the car at a mellow volume.

"great taste. i love this song," you chime.

"yeah? me too," ellie states, "i loved mac miller since like, forever."

eyes gravitating towards ellie, you couldn't help but get lost in a daze at the way she drives, the slight spread in her legs, one hand on the wheel, the stray strand of hair that falls in her face — she was dangerous.

and ellie could feel the burning gaze you were searing on the side of her face, "you okay there?"

"hmm?"

"you keep staring at me."

"oh— uh— i'm sorry. i didn't mean to—" you sputtered, ashamed that you'd been caught red-handed.

"it's fine, baby, no worries. just wanted to know if there was anything on your mind was all," ellie briefly tears her eyes away from the road to check on you.

you had to quickly think of an excuse, something to save you from this embarrassment — "just thinking of where we're going."

the girl chuckles, "well, we're already here."

the neon lights were the first thing that caught your attention, then the rapidly moving contraptions, and lastly the laughter from the crowds of people.

"we're at the carnival?!" you squealed, unable to contain your excitement.

"yea," ellie muttered sheepishly, "uh— i saw on your instagram how you shared the posts about wanting to go on your story, so i-"

you cut her off with a forceful hug, "oh my god! ellie! we have to get out now! let's go, let's go, let's go!!"

"alright, baby, let me put the car in park-" she began, but you were already halfway down the entrance.

"wow! ellie! that one was so fun! it was exhilarating!" you breathed out, fueled by the rush of adrenaline pumping through your veins after riding the 'slingshot' rollercoaster.

ellie couldn't be any more amused, smiling down at you, "yeah? you liked that one, babe?"

"yes! i loved it!" you squealed, but as the adrenaline wavered, you began to feel that familiar rumble in your stomach, "it did give me an appetite, though."

"wanna get a little something to eat?" ellie's hand is securely interlaced with yours, guiding you towards the various food stands.

you nod, "mhm, i am starved."

"just tell me what you want, and i'll get it for you, m'kay?" she gives you a smile and squeezes your hand as your eyes scan the numerous items to choose from.

corndogs. cotton candy. kettle corn. pretzels. chilli cheese hot dogs. funnel cake.

"hmmm, i think i want some funnel cake," you suggest, "we can share it."

"sounds good to me," ellie shrugs and you both fall in line. she orders and pays for the sweet treat and the worker hands her the food, as you find a vacant picnic table to sit at.

digging into the crispy, creamy treat, you couldn't hold back the moan of delight that came from your mouth.

"oh my god! this is amazing!" you moan, whip cream getting all over your lips.

ellie was too busy hyper-fixating on the cream that sat on your lip, and before thinking about anything else, she swiped it off your bottom lip with the pad of her thumb, bringing it to her lips and sucking it clean.

"mmm, delicious," she commented, then consumed the dessert as if nothing had happened.

leaving you stunned, you gulped the cup of water she gave you, attempting to soothe the heat seeping down below.

"so, which ride do you wanna get on next?" ellie spooned more of the funnel cake in her mouth, looking up at you, awaiting your response.

"not sure, why don't you choose? i picked the last one after all," you clean your spoon off, getting every last bit of leftover ice cream.

"we can ride theeee..." ellie scours the carnival rides, "...the haunted hospital."

your heart fell to your stomach, you hated anything related to horror.

"oh no..ellie, i don't think i'll be able to ride that—"

"are you scared?" she taunts in a playful tone.

"yes. i'd be covering my eyes the entire time, el."

"good thing you have me with you, i'll fight anyone who gets too close to you. promise."

"fine."

when you both finish the funnel cake, you quickly discard it and ellie rushes you over to the line to the haunted attraction, but as the line goes by quicker than you anticipated, the fear began to set in deeper and deeper.

"ellie, i'm scared," you whisper as you both approach the front of the line, watching the people in front of you climb into the little mechanical car and disappear into the darkness.

"hey, i'm here, baby," she coos, rubbing your back, "besides, it's all fake, okay? 's not real."

and on cue, the attendant calls you both up, "next!"

walking slowly towards the black cart, you get on first and take a seat, with ellie following closely behind you.

"alright, hands up," the attendant commands as the handlebars latch down and lock onto your lap, "keep your hands and feet in the cart at all times. have fun."

as the cart begins to move forward and ascend into blackness, you curl into ellie's body and her arm instinctively wraps around your body, holding you tight.

this is exactly where ellie wanted you, up close and personal. she wanted an excuse to hold you all night, and after seeing the 'haunted hospital' sign, she knew this ride was the perfect place to do that.

your heart was pumping in and out of your chest, preparing for the worse to pop out and jump-scare you.

"ugh, i can't look," you stammer, covering your eyes. ellie takes hold of your wrists, gently taking them away from your face.

"hey, just focus on me, okay?" ellie whispers, her hot breath fanning in your face, "it's just me and you."

"o-okay."

and the fear that took habitat in your belly faded away, your mind zeroed in on ellie and how close she was to you. if you even breathed too hard, you probably would’ve accidentally kissed her.

but luckily for you, ellie was five steps ahead.

she reached her hand out to cup your cheek, resting it on the soft, warm skin of your face.

"can i kiss you?" ellie asked, her mouth taking over her brain, but she didn't mind it. she wanted to kiss you. she's been wanting to kiss you ever since she heard your voice that night she accidentally called you.

“please. please, kiss me.”

leaning in, ellie pressed her lips on yours, her other hand snaking around your waist, pulling you in closer. her lips were soft and inviting, and they tasted sweet — they were definitely a good distraction from the horror props popping out at different intervals.

her lips leave subtle pecks along your lips, enamored by how your lips tasted, and how it left her wanting more.

ellie pulls away, inciting a small whimper from you, “the ride’s about to end, babe.”

“hmph, okay,” you pout and ellie pecks your lips again.

“we’ll have plenty of time to continue later,” she reassures you with a laugh. as the both of you emerge into the light, back to the entrance of the attraction, you notice your lipgloss smeared all over her lips, eliciting a small giggle from you.

“what’s so funny?”

you point to her lips, and her eyes dart down to her face, using her sleeves to wipe off the pink gloss from her mouth as you both get off the ride.

you smile sheepishly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you both stroll around the carnival, “sorry, that was my fault.”

ellie smiles and shakes her head, “don’t worry ‘bout it,” she says coolly, “hey, let’s go over there. there’s no line.”

pointing to an attraction behind you, you turn around and follow her trail, your eyes settling on the ferris wheel.

hand in hand, you both get on the little capsule of the ferris wheel, the employee holding it sturdy so you and ellie would have time to climb in.

they latched the door closed and you both begin the slow, upward descent.

“wow, the view is beautiful,” you breathe out, astounded by how pretty the lights looked in the city as you towered over the area below.

“yeah, the view certainly is beautiful, huh?” ellie murmured, but she wasn’t staring at the view. her eyes were on you, taking in how breathtaking you looked in this moment — eyes glimmering in amusement, perfect, plump lips slightly parted, and hair a bit messy from the breeze, but framing your face in all the right places. she took her phone out, snapping a quick picture, never wanting to forget this moment.

she moved seats, before, sitting on the bench facing you, and now sitting right beside you.

“uh, there’s something i have to tell you,” ellie began, her nerves shocking every cell in her body.

“yea? what is it?” you ask, turning to face her, “is everything okay?”

“yeah, yeah, i just—” ellie bit her lip nervously, “i just really like you. like, i think about you all the time. when i first heard your voice that night i dialed you, i just knew i had to talk to you again. there’s just something about you that always brings me back and— fuck, i never thought i’d find myself catching feelings so hard for a girl before.”

your cheeks were hurting from how wide your smile was, but you didn’t care. ellie put her arm around your shoulder and held your hand with her free one, leaning in closer.

“what i’m trying to say is that— i really, really want to be with you. i want to be the one who you tell the weird stories about your clients to and i want to be the one to take care of you after a long day at class. i want to be the one who protects you and who you share your favorite meal with. i just— i really want you to be my girlfriend,” and before ellie continues any further, you cut her off with a kiss.

“if this is your way of asking me to be your girlfriend, the answer is yes, ellie williams,” you answer, briefly pulling away for air.

ellie’s smile grows wider, “cool,” she quirks before connecting your lips again.

the sun was long gone and the moon had taken over the night sky. but your date with ellie was far from over.

after spending an evening filled with thrill rides and greasy, fried snacks, you and ellie both decided to calm things down by taking a walk along the boardwalk, occasionally strolling up and down the pier.

“would you say this has been a good date so far?” ellie’s eyes flitter toward you, her arm slung over your shoulder as you stride down the various closed stores and restaurants of the boardwalk. it was empty, only one or two people passing by, but other than that it was only you two.

“mmm, i’d give it a…six out of ten,” you tease, gaining a scoff from your new girlfriend.

“a six? seriously?” she shakes her head, “damn, not the response i was hoping for.”

“i’m just kidding, els,” you giggle, “this date has been amazing. i loved every bit of it. thank you.”

you lean over and press a small kiss on her cheek, watching how the vermilion scatters across her freckles.

“now that’s more like it.” ellie laughs, continuing the promenade forward, with no destination in mind.

your eyes settle on this small, old-fashioned photo booth tucked away in a corner of the boardwalk. the sign above it flashing ‘PHOTOS: 4 different poses’. it was the perfect idea to end the night and have a little souvenir to remember your first date.

you let go of her hand, dashing towards the photo booth, ellie confusedly following after you. you open your bag, searching for some change, and you insert four quarters into the small coin slot.

“let's go inside,” you enthuse, excited to try out the photo booth.

ellie went inside first, taking a seat on the extremely small bench, barely leaving any space for you to sit beside her. the booth was such a tight enclosure, only allowing enough space for a maximum of two people.

“i— uh— don’t know where to—” you stammer, but she interrupts you as she grabs your hips, sitting you down on her right thigh.

warmth rose to your face, feeling secure and sturdy sat upon her leg. ellie closed the black curtain, covering the entrance and blocking any light that would shine through.

“okay, we have three minutes and four poses,” you say, turning your neck to look down at her, “what should our poses be?”

“i dunno, i’m sure we’ll look great doing any. we can jus’ do them as we go along,” ellie shrugged, and the photo booth began to count down from five.

sitting up straight in her lap and fixing your hair, you and ellie put on a smile, and the light flashes white, signaling the end of the first pose.

for the second pose, you turn your head and plant your lips on ellie’s cheek as ellie scrunches her nose up, and the flash lights up for a second time.

for the third pose, you loop your arm over ellie’s shoulder, and you both look each other in with adoring eyes and loving smiles — flash.

you both couldn’t even bother getting ready for the final pose, too lost in each other’s admiring gazes to think properly. you were focused on the jade green of ellie’s eyes, wishing you could jump in and swim in the pools of emerald. ellie was hooked on your face, and memorizing every detail like her life depended on it — tracing her eyes over your pouty lips.

and as the countdown went to one, ellie smashed her lips onto yours, her arms tightening around your waist to pull you closer. this kiss was different from the ones from before — there was urgency, there was eagerness, there was a burning passion, one you’ve never experienced before.

her tongue shoves into your mouth, tasting the mint you’ve chewed previously. immodest and perhaps, pornographic wet sounds from your mouths resonate throughout the small photobooth. one of her hands trail from your hips towards your tits, groping the soft, pillowy flesh underneath your baby blue dress, eliciting the faintest of whimpers — a sound ellie has been dying to hear again.

you couldn’t help the arousal building up in your core, compelling you to grind your crotch against the denim fabric of her jeans.

“e-ellie, i— i’ve never—” you struggle to let out, pulling away from her lips, a trail of spit lingering on your bottom lip, and her lips plant sloppy, wet kisses along the side of your neck.

“we can stop if you want, sweet girl,” she murmurs against your skin, and you quickly shake your head.

“n-no, don’t stop, p-please,” you gulp and with your approval, ellie’s other hand goes down to hike your dress up, bunching the fabric up around your waist. her hands push your legs apart, and she lifts one of your thighs up to rest on the wall of the photo booth. you were exposed, the only thing concealing your bare, pussy was the thin fabric of your panties.

she sat back against the corner of the booth, leaning against the wall and allowing you space to lean against her body as well. her hand cupped your panty-covered crotch, rubbing against it.

the sudden friction made you jolt, your breath picking up, “b-but what if— what if someone hears us? or—or sees us?”

“then you better keep it down, pup.”

ellie’s hand slips inside your panties, her index finger sliding between the warmth of your folds, drowning in the wet, hot juices leaking out from you, “fuck.”

you let out a pitiful whine, needing more pressure, craving satisfaction. the nights after that call with ellie, your own fingers no longer sufficed the needs your body demanded. you tried so hard to replicate the same feeling ellie gave you that late evening, but there was no avail as you realized the only person who can truly serve your body correctly was ellie.

“p-please, more,” you begged, hoping she would show you mercy and give you what you wanted.

“please, what? huh? use your fuckin’ manners,” she snides in your ear, breath fanning against your neck. you immediately knew what she was inferring.

“please, daddy, please. i want more,” you bucked your hips up to her hands, and she happily obliged. two of ellie’s fingers made their way to your throbbing and swollen clit, applying pressure as her digits created circles.

you couldn’t suppress the moan that emerged from your throat, clamping a hand shut over your mouth, careful not to alert any strangers nearby, knowing people would still be able to hear despite the thin, black curtain covering the photo booth.

“you look s’ fuckin’ pretty,” ellie whispers against your neck, and her hand grabs your jaw, turning your head to look at her as she smushes her lips against your swollen, red lips.

a stream of melodious moans vibrated against ellie’s mouth, and she was drinking it in, savoring the sound of you against her lips. the way ellie’s tongue fucked your mouth felt ungodly, and almost immoral. someone who harbors the power to make you feel how you do is something close to the devil, as pleasure this wonderful was sinful.

her fingers disappear from your clit, leaving you feeling empty.

“open.” ellie orders and you part your lips. she pushes her fingers in your mouth, and you suck them clean, your tongue lapping the salty juices like a puppy desperate for water on a hot day.

“such a good fuckin’ girl, shiiit,” ellie praises, slipping her fingers in your pussy, continuing the circles on your hardened clit.

“you know what good girls like you get? huh?” ellie’s fingers pick up speed, “they get to cum. you wanna cum for daddy, baby?”

unable to think of any response, you nod your head up and down.

“use your words, pup.”

“yes, daddy. puppy wants to cum,” you whine out. that was enough for ellie to give you what you wanted. one hand rubbing circles your clit, her other hand pushes your panties to the side and inserts one finger in your leaking hole, gently sliding it in and out.

“ellie!” you cry out, astounded by the added pressure. her finger was long and filled you up almost, completely.

“gotta stretch you out, baby. get you ready for my cock,” ellie smirks as she slowly adds in another finger, still maintaining her slow, neutral pace.

your pussy clenches around her fingers, and you scrambled around to grab ahold of anything you can get your hands on. you were drunk on ellie, the way she talks to you — almost condescending — combined with how she had you writhing under her fingers. you were unequivocally hers. you were ellie’s.

she added a third finger to your clit, applying more pressure on your sensitive clit, and her fingers began to pump faster inside your pussy, coating it in a thick, creamy layer of your juices.

“god, you’re such a pretty fuckin’ girl,” ellie kisses the side of your neck, “look at you, making a mess all over my hands, like a filthy pup.”

all your mouth would utter was these weak, pathetic whimpers and moans, fucked out dumb and stupid. you don’t even think you could remember your name right now.

the familiar feeling of your orgasm coming undone begins to rise, accompanied by a new pressure you feel in your abdomen — the urge to push.

“daddy, think m’ gonna— p—pee,” you stammer, not wanting to embarrass yourself and closing your legs, “it feels like i have to—”

“baby, let it happen. promise it’s not piss or anything,” ellie reassured, figuring this was your first time squirting. “just let go, sweet girl.”

the sweet sounds of your wet pussy echoed throughout the confined spaces of the booth, just how ellie liked it. it was music to her ears.

the feeling of your walls tightening around her fingers told her that you were just right on the edge, and she was going to give you that push to fall over and come undone all over her hands.

the pad of ellie’s fingers massaged figure eights on your pussy, almost tracing infinity signs on your clit. her fingers found rhythm and continued thrusting her index and middle fingers inside you, curling up to rub the flesh of your walls, hitting just the right spot and emitting an angelic moan from you.

ellie was in heaven and she had this honey-sweet angel melting under her touch.

you squirmed in her lap, your back instinctively arching, about to come apart in this small photo booth.

“daddy, i’m about to— can i? can i cum? pretty please?” you cried out, almost pleading, like you were begging for your life, but you felt like you were going to simply die if you didn’t finish right now.

“yes, pretty baby, cum all over me,” ellie coaxes you through your orgasm, “make a fuckin’ mess, puppy.”

you came undone, falling apart right there. your pussy clamped around her fingers, a stream of milky-white cream trickling onto her hands. your body overcame your thoughts, and you pushed out — releasing a gush of watery, squirt all over the place. spurting out, imitating a fountain.

ellie pulled her hands out of you, and brought them to her mouth, sucking and licking them clean. still coming down from the high that was your orgasm, your breaths came out heavy and unlabored, a tear falling down out of the corner of your eye and streaming down your cheek.

“you alright, babe?” ellie asked, fixing your panties and pulling your dress down.

“y-yea, i’m okay,” you stutter, standing up and exiting the photo booth, finding the boardwalk still deserted. legs still shaking, you trip over your own feet and lean on the walls of the booth for support. ellie took hold of your waist, ensuring you don’t fall.

“hey, look, our picture,” she points out, taking the strip out from the slot and showing the black and white photo to you.

ellie smiles at the strip, “we look good, huh?”

you nod, still simmering down. ellie takes notice of your state and plants a kiss to your lips, rubbing your waist soothingly.

“how ‘bout we get outta here and get some real food? sound good, baby?”

you nod, smiling, “sounds perfect.”

🫶🏼

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie williams tlou #the last of us #the last of us ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams angst

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izzyspussy · 7 months

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Rating Ted Lasso Characters Based On If They'd Respect My Pronouns (Correctly)

Roy "We Stayed At GAY Til 3AM And Then We Had Crepes With Some Drag Queens" Kent: 11/10 no fucking shit. He would defend me from misgendering also, even if we weren't friends. He's the very embodiment of that guy who fought the trans guy and then fought the authority figure who scolded him for hitting a girl.

Nate "Genius (Code for Autistic)" Shelley: 11/10 are you kidding. If only quarantine had happened in his universe he'd have pronouns too. Also his girlfriend obviously already does.

Jamie "Prettyboy" Tartt: 11/10 duh. No, he doesn't know off the top of his head what part of speech a pronoun is, but only because nothing in the universe could matter less. And much like Roy, if he saw someone else being contrarian for the purposes of being a prick for absolutely no earthly reason, he would be eager to do something about it.

Keeley "Just The Tip" Jones: 11/10 did you see her. Never have I personally received more solidarity than from (butches and) full tilt Barbie Girl femmes like Keeley. She may be cis and she wears "women's" clothes, but she's still doing drag every day. She gets it.

Colin "Right by This Pink Triangle?" Hughes: 11/10 obviously. He would be so good at not making a big deal out of doing it correctly himself or correcting others, because he knows what it's like to just want to live your authentic life without being a spectacle.

Coach "You Should See Him In Drag" Beard: 11/10 which you should've guessed. Look at him. Look at him with your heart. You know he has pronouns you've never even heard of that he takes out for special occasions.

Ted "We Don't Not Care" Lasso: 11/10 why is this even a question. Practically the entirety of Ted's goals in life are to be respectful and kind and help others do the same. Sometimes that's hard and he fucks it up, but this is easy. C'mon.

Sam "Social Justice Warrior" Obisanya: 11/10 like. Obviously. I have nothing else to say, like. Obviously. Obviously.

Bumber-"Impending Class War"-catch: 11/10. If anything, given the opportunity, he would encourage me to have more pronouns.

Dani "Joy" Rojas: 11/10. These are getting very simple now, and require less and less explanation. He promotes joy. What else do you want.

Rebecca "Ask Your Daughter What It Means" Welton: 11/10. She's a cutthroat and a genuine feminist. She doesn't care if a bunch of freaks are scared of strangers' genitals, and she's certainly not going to let something so petty get in her own way.

Jan "I've Run Out of Fun Epithets For Everyone And He Wouldn't Mind This Unfun One That's Blunt About That Fact" Maas: 11/10 of course. There's no logical, moral, or social reason not to, and there is a wealth of evidence supporting gender affirming behavior.

Isaac McAdoo: 11/10. And he would (unnecessarily) instruct all the other lads to do it too. He might struggle with it at first if we had known each other previous to my transition, but not out of malice or negligence, and once he got on track he'd stay there for life.

Leslie Higgins: 11/10. He's a jazz musician with ten thousand gen Z children. He knows at least as many trans people already as any natural member of the queer community.

The Rest of The Lads: 11/10. We all know this to be true. Next.

Georgie Tartt: 11/10. Have you seen her son. She's prepared for this.

Sharon Fieldstone: 11/10. Have you seen her do her job. She's good at it.

Dottie Lasso: 9/10. Her heart's in the right place and that matters! She is inescapably Midwestern in both the good ways and the bad ways, though.

Jake: 8/10. Have you seen him do his job. He's bad at it.

Rupert Mannion: 6/10. He's a trans inclusive misogynist lmao. He also will treat correct pronoun usage as a privilege if he gets butthurt enough.

James Tartt: 3/10. He'd respect a trans man who performed masculinity to his standards, but he is definitely afraid of girlymen and women who are better than him (most women).

#jack facts #ted lasso #hc #i do vague sir but i do not vague at you sir #also yes i do know beard and bumbercatch's first names but i thought this was funnier

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class-1b-bull · 10 months

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Class 1-b and random videogames they like <3

Awase - mario cart, something about hitting his friends with red shells and stealing first place last second really makes his day <3

Sen - he doesn't play video games by himself a lot but him and the rest of the common sense kings have game nights where he is either so good that its scary or so bad that its laughable... worse part is no one knows which it will be that day.

Kamakiri - any fps game really. Halo, cod, fortnite, as long as he gets to cuss out 12 year olds in the lobby hes happy.

Kuroiro - gothic horror games that dont rely on jump scares to scare you, so like Little Nightmares and games like that.

Kendo - she likes a mixture of different types but mostly open world and cozy games. She mostly lets game osts run in the background while she does other stuff.

Kodai - splatoon. Specifically the story mode and salmon run. She used to play ranked and turf wars but she got too good at it so she stopped lmao. Seriously though she is scary good at this game and this game only.

Komori - farming sims. Specifically ones like stardew valley or sunhaven. She will stay up til ungodly hours and just be like "i need these fucking turnips to grow damnit.."

Shiozaki - simple moble games like flappy bird or crossy road, other than that she doesn't really play video games

Shishida - grandpa mindset so he doesn't know what a video game is, loves playing board games with his friends though

Shoda - i dont think he plays a lot of videogames but he is strangely good at multi-player games, shoda wins the class mario cart tournaments every time and he doesn't even know how to drift

Pony - Tomadachi pet games (idk if thats what they are called lol) where its just a little pocket pet that you have to keep alive, she will get stressed if she forgets to feed it and its actually adorable <3

Tsubaraba - LOZ:Tears Of The Kingdom

Nothing more needs to he said...

Tetsutetsu - save the princess type games because its manly to help those in need of saving. (He also has over 5000 hours in hello kitty island adventure)

Tokage - idk why but I feel like she has hundreds of games no one has ever heard of. She only has like 5 or 6 hours in most of them but theres one shitty as game she lets rot in the corner thats her favorite. How tf do you have 20000 hours in 'block game HD'

Manga - Genshin Impact. He downloaded it as a meme at first but then he got invested in the storyline and characters backstorys. Definitely found himself crying at 3am because of the inazumas mushrooms backstory (they do be dead kids tho)

Honenuki - I dont think he plays a lot of videogames but when he does, he sucks. Idc how many hours he has in whatever game he will find a way to lose every time. Its kinda sad to watch honestly. T-T

Bondo - those games where you start off with boxes full of shit and you have to organize it in the room or you have to organize the water by color. Stuff like that

Monoma - classic save the princess type games. Mario, Loz, ect. He needs to feed his savior/ superiority complex and these games do it quickly

Reiko - horror games that dont look like horror games. Like they start off all pastel and cute then over time it gets darker and darker. Like omori.

Rin - he only plays videogames with people. (So the common sense kings game nights and class mario cart tournaments) but he does play solitair and sun haven rarely. Also if pony for some reason cant take care of her virtual pets today she gives them to rin because hes the best virtual pet sitter. <3

Idk why but for some of the class on this I struggled so badly </3 I still like how most of it came out tho.

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symphonicmetal101 · 2 years

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OM CAST MORNING ROUTINE

Sans MC

Lucifer

Most of the time he wakes up at his desk, groaning as he stretches his aching muscles. His internal clock wakes him up, as well as his discomfort. He pulls himself together enough as he rubs his face and starts to unbutton his shirt as he makes his way to the washroom. Every morning, without fail, one side of his face and hair is completely flat from being pressed against the desk, and every morning, without fail, he hates it, so he just keeps walking past his mirror. Lucifer is a man of efficiency, so yes, he brushes his teeth in the shower. He starts it off hot to release a minute amount of tension in his back and shoulders and wash his hair, before switching it to icy cold to both wake him up, and leave enough warm water for his brothers. So his showers take 10-15 minutes because yeah, he could be faster, but its a place of relaxation and rejuvenation for him while also being considerate. He's normally down in the kitchen by around 5:30, in time to see Beel filling his water bottle for his morning run. He brews himself some coffee, then goes back to his room to finish off any work he didnt get to and organize his work he has to do for the rest of the day. When his coffee is empty, he heads back downstairs and knocks on the doors of those most guilty of oversleeping before making sure whoever is responsible for breakfast is handling it alright, and making himself more coffee to tackle the breakfast table discourse.

Mammon

Def has an alarm clock that says something like "Gotta get that Grimm!!" With a pop out Mammon with a top hat and a cane and a couple grimm flying out in a very cartoony announcer voice. Idk I dont make the rules, my brain was adamant on this though lmao. Almost like a cuckoo clock but in alarm clock form, but the voice gets mire and more disturbing every time you hit snooze. Mammon scares himself awake by hitting snooze five times to bolt out of bed and reset the clock so he can get up for the day. He heads to the bathroom and checks himself out in the mirror, especially his teeth/smile. He uses mouthwash first, and gets ready for his shower. By the time he's awake, most of the hot water has been used up, so he gets about .5 seconds of warm water, and then the house hears him yelp as the cold water comes on. Hes a little grumbly about it, and goes to sit on his bed on his phone for an unprecedented amount of time until Lucifer knocks on the door and he gets his butt back in gear. He's quick to then throw together and put on his outfit, spray a tasteful amount of cologne on, take a mirror selfie and head down for breakfast. He doesn't normally have much of an appetite in the morning, so if hes not hungry for the breakfast provided, he gives it to Beel and grabs a granola bar and an orange. After eating he rushes back to his room to properly brush his teeth, double check he has his wallet and phone, and then head out.

Levi

Levi usually stays up to ungodly hours playing video games, so when Beel wakes up for his 3am fridge raid he knocks on Levis door as a signal for him TO GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP. Levi's "morning" doesn't usually start til 12-2 in the afternoon, but he has to wake up at some point in between bc family breakfast is mandatory. But once he wakes up the second time its perfect because the house is usually empty, so its quiet and he can use ALL the hot water for himself. After his bath/shower he logs on to the games on his phone to do the daily tasks before settling down and doing his school work.

Satan

Satan usually falls asleep sitting up or reclined with a book on his face or chest, so sometimes he wakes up purely from discomfort. Other times its from a tamagotchi-like device that doubles as his alarm clock. He wakes up the first time it goes off, because he's eager to see the egg hatch/a pixelated kitten come out of a basket on his screen. He showers at night before reading, so he just gets up, checks himself out in the mirror, vrushing his teeth, and tries a couple poses with his jacket....he only stops when he senses Lucifer walking in the hallway, so goes to open his door just as Lucifer is about to walk by to try and get him to walk into it. Once the little squabble is settled, Satan turns back into his room to relax a bit before family breakfast. He takes care of his tamagotchi before hiding it in his jacket and heading downstairs. Satan believes breakfast is vital, so he always eats what he can and tries to be one of the first out of the house so he can find a few precious moments more for his digital pet.

Asmodeus

Hes the only one who showers twice, once in the morning, once in the evening. Asmodeus is a fucking disney princess...kind of, the birds outside his window wake him up and he chucks his actual alarm clock at the window bc they woke him up 2 minutes before the alarm. Hes a bit of a hot mess as he wakes up, but nothing a few masks, a hot shower, proper hair care, make up, a cute outfit and some confidence cant fix- because Asmo normally goes to bed early (around 10:30) (on nights hes not partying or smthn) he wakes up around 6:30 to get the ball rolling. He likes to make really foamy smiles as he brushes his teeth, being a little goofy in the morning feels healing. He checks his face for any visible lines or wrinkles, before uttering a positive affirmation about himself to the mirror and flashing another smile. He gets all undressed and has a shower- all his products match in scent and have very specific roles to play. Once out of the shower he stays in his towel on his head and his robe as he carefully plans his outfit and accessories, and then sits down to do his makeup at his vanity. He hums a lot, and sometimes has quiet classical music playing, though its always more cheerful than what Lucifer listens to. Asmo is all dressed and ready by the time Lucifer is walking by, so before Lucifer can knock, Asmo opens the door and begs him to take a picture of him in his outfit, which he normally gets upon giving the deadly puppy dog eyes so early in the morning. Asmo messes around on Devilgram until its time for breakfast, which he often makes himself because he caters it towards whatever diet he's trying, but its always a warm food. He cant stand a cold breakfast food. He'll often head out early to pick up a drink from Starbucks/the equivalent before heading to school.

Beel

If it werent for Belphies magic, Beel would always be tired bc of how much he wakes up at night and how early he gets up in the morning. He gets up around 5:00 to really just brush his teeth and throw some clean work out clothes on, and maybe do a few stretches. He also writes out any plans he has for fangol so he doesn't forget the approach he wants to take later. He has a towel and two water bottles he takes, on for water and one for a protein shake. He enjoys the quiet and the casual small talk he can make with his biggest brother while he gets ready to head out. He has a strict workout regiment he sticks to everyday, and comes back to the house around 7:30. He has enough time for a quick cold shower, then to make it back downstairs in time for breakfast. He won't leave for school unless he has a partner, be it Belphie or otherwise.

Belphie

Morning? Routine? This guy?!??!?! No, time is an illusion and morning is a dreaded time when hes physically dragged out of bed.

Diavolo

Oh he fucking hates waking up. Barb is his alarm clock though, so he begrudgingly gets out of bed on the fourth attempt to get him up. He rubs his fave to wake up enough to brush his teeth before taking a hot fucking shower that would boil anyone else alive. His clothes are set on the bed for him, but he tries to get away with as much sitting around in his towel as he can. Breakfast is sitting at a way too empty table and reading latest reports from nobles and Mephistopheles newsletter. Diavolo has a filling breakfast, because often times he forgets to eat if hes attempting to eat and work. After breakfast he does some planning with Barb.

Barbatos

This man straight up refuses to sleep. When he does, he freezes time to have a solid 16-27 hours of sleep bc goddamn hes exhausted. When he wakes up he takes his precious time, brushing his teeth, having a loooong hot shower, and then staying in his bathrobe and indulging in self care the way Asmodeus taught him. He stays in his bathrobe and face mask while he brews himself some non-caffienated tea. He reads a book as he drinks before getting dressed and doing his hair. He goes to his garden and tends to it a bit before washing his hands and brewing some more green tea and settling down to review Diavolos meetings and schedule.

Mephistopheles

Mephi writes best in the morning, so he's up bright and early around 5 o clock, and has showered, dressed, and brushed his teeth by 5:15. He does some morning stretches and meditation before settling down to write uninterrupted from about 6-7:30. Bc I like to project, he def takes care of his little brother, so at 7:30 on the dot he stops whatever he's doing to go make breakfast for him and his brother, who is just barely waking up and going into the bathroom. Food is on the table by 7:45, which always has a carb, protien, and a fruit. Meph would have coffee, but usually makes a smoothie so both he and his brother can enjoy it. On days his brother is awake early enough, they make the smoothies together. By 8:30 they are out the door so Meph can drop his brother off before going to school himself. (Hc his brother to be 8-10 ish)

Simeon

Similar to Meph, Simeon likes to do grammar and proofreading in the morning, so he's up around 6 to do 15 minutes of yoga before proofreading. Around 7, he does another half hour of yoga before knocking on Luke's door and asking if he wants to join him for a walk. Simeon makes food the night before, so when he comes home he has a cool shower and eats breakfast on the way to school.

Luke

Again, bc I like to project, Luke sets his alarm for 6, so he has time to play in the morning with his stuffies. When Simeon knocks on his door to see if he wants to go for a walk, he usually agrees and quickly gets his clothes on and teeth brushed. He takes showers at night, so as soon as they get home he also grabs one of whatever Simeon made the night before to eat for breakfast. On the way to school he texts Barb good morning, and tells Simeon everything he's looking forward to learning that day.

Raphael

He doesnt sleep well because of PTSD and flashbacks, so he's also awake early, around 4:30 and brushes his teeth. He does language study for an hour and a half, and when he hears Simeon wake up he heads to the courtyard to practice martial arts and sparring. At 7:30 he's back inside, has a QUICK like...2 minute cool shower, polishes his spear and brushes his teeth one more time before heading to the kitchen and meeting Solomon for whatever monstrosity breakfast may be. Thats about all his willing social interaction for the day, and eats on the way to school.

Solomon

He's almost as bad as Lucifer, but wakes up at some point after falling asleep at his desk to go get into bed. He has an alarm set for 6:30, and uses a spell to hide it somewhere in his room. That way when it goes off he has to physically get up and find it to turn it off. He hates it, but its what works best at least on weekdays. Weekends are different xbdjdjd. He has a long hot shower bc hes lonely and gets dressed. He always entertains the idea of stretching/meditating/etc but waves it off bc he can just magic peace of mind and joints that dont creak, right? Admittedly, if he's running late he skips the shower and just magics it ....sometimes he does it for a few weeks bc its just ...convenient. He heads to the kitchen to make breakfast and lunch for him and Raphael. Once Raph leaves Solomon sits by himself at the table and lets the existential dread of being lonely forever wash over him before shaking it off and teleporting to school just in time.

Thirteen

Bdjdbdksos shes the queen of multiple alarms, they are set for 6:30, 6:45, 6:50, 6:55 and it usually gets smashed if it gets to that point. Aka she just hits it repeatedly, she chucks it, she stomps on it, whatever. After huffily getting rid of the shrapnel, she goes straight to the bathroom her lionsmane of bedhead for a shower. I think she eats mints in the shower...like she pops one in her mouth before going in. She has a warm shower and usually only stays in as long as it takes her to wash her hair. Def sings in the shower. When she gets out she changes right away, keeps the towel around her shoulders and has a mini karaoke session with herself, the mirror and her hairbrush as she tames her hair best she can. Headbangs a couple times for that volume, if yknow you know. She puts her death metal playlist on and jams out/air guitars while she waits for her like....pizza pops or somethin to finish in the microwave. She usually has an energy drink with her breakfast, but some of the spirits that chill with her have been trying to push her to try hot chocolate bc they know she likes that too and its a little healthier. She heads out whenever she feels like it headphines blaring. Shes good friends with Madame Scream, and gets a free cookie or cakepop everyday from her on her way to school. Usually shows up early bc shes planning on rigging some sort of trap lmao. I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS????????????

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toothpaste-for-the-skin · 19 days

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I have extreme Equestria Girls brainrot help me

I’m trying to rationalize this show even though I know a lot of the stuff that happens just straight up makes no sense

I’ve literally run myself ragged over this. Like staying up til 3am just thinking and writing when honestly there’s no reason lmao

I've dragged some of my friends into the EG/MLP brainrot too we've been trying to watch all of EG on Discord (every time I think we're almost done I find more)

#mlp #equestria girls #ramblings #I’m taking this way more seriously than I need to be #I’m ok I think #no not really #slightly stronger than average hyperfixation for me

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butterscotchblues · 3 months

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203.

on friday i went to AA and got my six month chip. a few weeks late, sure, but it still felt good. most of the people at that particular meeting have been sober for a very long time so they're pretty hype when a new sober person starts hitting milestones.

funny, i've been going to that same meeting for like 5 years on and off and this is the first time i've received any chip that wasn't the white one.

got there when everyone was sharing stories about how chaotic their drinking lives were. the host is an elderly black man--talks like an amalgamation of every southern uncle or deacon. he kept laughing every few sentences and saying "a lot of us should be dead". like.. he kept saying it lmao.

i disagree but i get it.

i've always considered myself a pretty chill person. and i'm sure a lot of folx would agree. but when i think about the shit i'd get into when i was drinking... well the lies ran deep.

i couldn't begin to count all of the times i found myself drunk as shit out alone in the dead of night or the early hours of the morning. how many times i've LEFT my home at 3am because my favorite bar didn't close til 4. it really used to feel like i had no control. like there was some unseeable force pulling and pushing me at all times. and it wasn't just the dangerous kinda chaos. it was the stupid kind and the thoughtless kind too. but i digress.

i think i'm only able to see myself, really, since i've quit. and when i sit in those AA rooms, usually as one of the youngest people there, and those folx start talking about having 20/30/40 year drinking careers, it puts things into perspective.

truly can't imagine living like that for decades. as in multiples of ten???

left AA with my lil chip and a handful of "congratulations" from the senior white folx and then pulled up at sevananda. been wanting to make my own almond milk for a while now. the energy in sev is almost always welcoming (especially if you don't work there). love seeing all the locs and fros and linen clothing and copper ankh jewelry lol.

the cashier was sweet and bubbly. caught me off guard when they started flirting. i hadn't been flirted with by a stranger in some time, i really don't be leaving the house like that lol. but it was cute.

left with my whole almonds and cheescloth, giddy for the creation to come, and drove to the decatur cemetary. bug randomly remembered that they have a huge pile of mulch there and she was right. so i grabbed two trashbags and filled them up.

sn: really enjoying gardening.

my next door neighbor came home while i was putting down the mulch and after i asked her for a rake to borrow, we got to talking about gardening. i noticed they had hella plants in a bed at the back of their yard and when i asked what they were growing, she named just about every vegetable growable in georgia lol. how inspiring. wonder if they'd be down to give me some tips.

pulled up on my plug a little later because he made me some thc oil. i really don't like smoking anymore but tree has been helping me sleep and alleviating my wrist pain. so edibles and tinctures are my favorites at the moment. he whipped me up a brownie pan worth of coconut oil and the shit is po-tent. very cool of him.

anyway, i guess i just wanted to remember friday. because it was a good friday. and i'm grateful.

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magichuenicornart · 1 year

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Farryn my love, the edgy light of my life. An emissary of the Raven Queen, she tries to balance the death she dishes out with the careful cultivation of life - her gardens flourish almost supernaturally, and she prefers to heal over harm.

New tablet = new art and I keep staying up til 3am to work on this so I'm making myself step away from it lmao.

#pathfinder #dnd oc #dnd5e #dnd art #dnd character #dnd #elf #aasimar #cleric #oracle #raven queen #ttrpg

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xiaoli-bh · 5 months

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ayoooo. it's yiska again and i'm bringing you the most princess coded girlie because i've been watching til the end of the moon and i'm in love with pianran and needed to make you fall in love with her too. hit that cute lil heart button if you want me to bother you for plotting (i also have discord for ease). as for her pages, i will be linking them and everything else will be under the cut! (ya'll pls ignore i don't have a wanted connections page again. we're going to ignore that as a group)

sᴛᴀᴛs / ʙɪᴏ / ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs

brief mentions of poverty.

xiaoli grew up very poor. didn't have a home to sleep in and slept under the stars with her family and often went without food. her father and her older brothers did any physical labor they could find while her mother and grandmother used to make/weave garments of beautiful quality.

eventually this talent sees them being summoned by the noble houses of beonhwa to see the garments of unrivaled beauty and quality. the houses agree that they live up to the hype and offer the meng's shelter, supplies, and a formal title of house meng in exchange for making garments for them for celebrations and important occasions.

house meng is only a house in name and get none of the benefits of being an important family. the men still have to work physical jobs and there's no arranged marriage between the children of house meng and other houses. invites to celebrations and political events were never received. to say they felt a bit snubbed is an understatement but they also felt extremely grateful because how couldn't they???

but them being foreigners and "outsiders" was always made extremely clear and never forgotten.

xiaoli attended beonhwa academy and did well, graduating with great honors with an eye for artistry and science.

despite her mother and grandmother wanting her to take after their craft, she chose her own road and after begging for money to start her own business, she soon opened her own vendors stall, the golden flower. you can find elixirs, tonics, remedies, salve, balms, etc as well as very unique and exotic perfumes.

she keeps her recipes for everything a secret but also uses her connections to outside lands to procure ingredients that aren't native to beonhwa to make perfumes that no one else can!

xiaoli gets so wrapped up in making a name for herself that she alienates herself from her family and misses the death of her grandmother and mother and is too ashamed to come crawling back.

now she's basically doubled down and works herself to the bone to be successful because if she can't be the best than she lost her family for nothing, y'know?

i'm sure i'm forgetting something but it's 3am so whoops lmao.

wanted connections:

sis wants a husband by any means. she wants to belong to a family native to beonhwa, preferably a big house so she can feel like she belongs. doesn't have to be mutual. can be one sided, can be legitimate, or both can be using each other tbh! we love angst and pain in this house!

fellow vendors that she has a warm and friendly relationship. maybe they're a little group that look out for each other?

other "outsiders" that understand how xiaoli feels.

listen i love angst and issues and drama so i do love negative plots so if you want them, i'm so game.

someone who wants to steal her recipes to make money for themselves? or sabotage her?

an old flame that she broke it off with after her mom and grandmother died? she felt she needed to focus on business and not love and dumped them unceremoniously and now there's beef?

a fling xiaoli uses to distract herself from problems?

xiaoli flirts a little too much, with men and women and may have flirted or tried to seduce your muse's s/o just to prove she could. she has a bit of a complex but also loves love and intimacy and has poor boundaries when told someone is off limits (plotted only ofc!!)

your muse can't pinpoint why but something is off about xiaoli. her smiles seem empty and she seems a little too eager to belong. what's behind the facade?

or lets brainstorm!!!!

#bhrp:intro

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poisonandpages · 1 year

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Me 10 years ago: Ok so pre-drinks at 9pm, I know you already told me whose house we're going to but I forgot, just get me there and I'll trust them to not be a murderer. Then we'll get to the club in town for 10, I'll buy my fair share of rounds but if other people hand me anything I'm just gonna slug it, no questions asked. We'll leave when the club closes around 3 then head to somebody's house for a few more drinks, and pass out around 6am. I might just pull an all nighter if I feel like it. God, I never got invited to things in high school but I love making up for it now lmao! Let's get wild!

Me 5 years ago: Right, we'll have a drink or two here just before the bus comes at 8pm, then head to the pub and hang out til around midnight - yeah, I'm gonna spend most of the night munching snacks. I can only stay awake til 1, 2 tops, cos I gotta wake up at 7 tomorrow so I can get ready for work. Oh, it's a special occasion? Sarah's birthday and she wants to go a club? Ah, I guess if I have a nap in the afternoon and then an Irish coffee I can push myself to 3am lol.

Me now: My sister who is also my roommate is out of town with a friend so if I start a movie at 8pm and work my way through this bottle of wine I can be finished by 10, have some chill time and pass out on the sofa. If I'm lucky the dog might cuddle up on my feet and keep them toasty. I do not want to wake back up again until 10am tomorrow.

#this isn't me whinging btw I'm just marveling at how quickly the ability to stay awake all night goes away #alcohol mention #...it's literally just occurred to me that some of y'all have been my mutuals since the time of the first part of this post #that's mental #love you guys

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tsunamicoryan · 1 year

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10 years ago, the Wii U released. I got it during its midnight release, and that night will never leave my memory. Make fun of me all you want, but that was a really special time for me.

Yes, the console is far from perfect. It was a financial disaster, the name of it sucks butt, and the marketing was absolutely terrible. However, it was my first time ever standing in line at midnight for something, and *my* own console that wasn't shared by my whole family.

Booting up Nintendo Land for the first time was honestly magical. I played that thing til 3am, and to the point of giving myself a eyestrain headache from not being able to look away. I didn't care, I was having such a blast.

Of course, despite it being my own console, I wanted to share it with friends and family. I brought it over to my grandparents' place and played it with everyone. Luigi's Ghost Mansion was a hit, and many laughs were had.

Even if it didn't have really any 3rd party support, the 1st party games were all bangers. WWHD was so exciting for me. Years later, my Wii U was how I first played BotW. Mario Maker was sick af (even if that was technically my brother's game lmao)

(Tangent: A weird thing for me is that a certain lavender candle smell will instantly take me back to how my house smelled that night.)

Over the years I've heard lots of people dismiss the console, and while I understand that and believe it's justified, I don't think the Wii U and its Fisher-Price monolith controller will be any less special to me.

I love the Wii U to bits, even if it's trash in some ways.

#art #digital art #small art account #nintendo #wii u #10 year anniversary

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doctormage · 2 years

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like ik you have to consistently practice to even just maintain where you’re at but I’m so fucking tired all the time and while DA is still the hyperfixation™ I’m no longer at the “churning out art and fic at alarming speeds & staying up til 3am every night to play it” stage. the ideas I have are now out of my ability bc I’m not practicing enough, but those r the only ideas I actually feel an occasional desire to make. how does one keep practicing when you have no energy, time, or inspiration & every failed attempt at drawing makes you feel like complete shit lmao

#sorry ik I’m being annoying but #I’m sooooo so so fucking sad #p

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maggiecheungs · 7 months

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ELLIS ELLIS I WAS HOPING U'D MAKE AN APPEARANCE 🤧💕 IDK IF UR TAKING REQUESTS FOR TODAY BUT IF SO PLS GIF PUNPUN IN "PLOY'S YEARBOOK FOR ME, I'D DO IT BUT I HAVE CLASS TIL LATE </3

- @patspran

AYESHA MY LOVE I MISSED YOUUUU 🤧💕 i fell asleep on my laptop last night lmao (woke up at 3am with keyboard marks all over my face) but on the assumption that late is better than never, here you go xx

#i love how i logged on here for the first time in months and you immediately sent me a punpun gifset request #YOU'RE SO RELIABLE <3 #ayesha tag #ask response #request #the excitement of the day (coupled with considerable sleep deprivation this week) exhausted me sdjgsdhgfk

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