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waketoearth · 3 months
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20 POSTERS FOR JUNGWON'S 20TH !!!
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napping-sapphic · 6 months
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God i’m thinking about how easily and unknowingly strangers can grant you salvation like i found it in how my old classmate told me once that i was a kind person and it was the first time i’d ever believed it
in how a coworker once said that i always seem so happy and have a nice smile and i cried about it when i got home since i’d always been told i seem too serious or mean
in how someone once told me i was good at comforting them when i’d always thought i was bad at it
Just god they’re out there somewhere and i barely remember what they looked like and we’ll never cross paths again but they changed me so deeply, they’re out there but they’ll never know how often i revisit those memories and think of myself even just a little more kindly they’re out there and i don’t know them but they’re the most important people in the world to me somehow
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allylikethecat · 28 days
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K, L, E!!
YES OH MY GOSH HELLO ANON thank you so much for indulging me and sending questions from the Fanfic Ask Meme!! As always, I LOVE chatting about fic (mine and other peoples!) and I get so excited when people send me these! If anyone wants to send anymore, or reblog it themselves, the list can be found HERE.
K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?
This is a hard question because I feel like all of my fics are pretty angst heavy? I know I published it anonymously, but I think Immoral in a Stranger's Lap was probably one of the most painful, especially because it didn't really have a resolution or a happy ending, the same goes for (Sometimes). It's still in the early stages of outlining, (and I'm writing it because I am firmly in the we need more mpreg in this fandom camp) but the Teen Dad Fictional!Matty fic is also shaping up to be pretty angsty - it's looking like it's going to be a split narrative alternating between 16 year old Fictional!Matty dealing with teen pregnancy and present day thirty something year old Fictional!Matty trying to get pregnant on purpose and struggling to do so which I know deals with a lot of really heavy and painful topics.
L: What’s the weirdest AU you’ve ever come up with?
I feel like all of them 😂 But I guess, since it's not really popular in this fandom I'm going to say omegaverse even though it was very common in my other fandom experiences.
E: If you wrote a sequel to [insert fic], what would it be about?
I'm choosing to talk about Small Bump because I was working on Make Way for Ducklings earlier and clearly have mpreg on the mind. If I were to writing a sequel to that one, it would be dealing with Fictional!Matty's postpartum depression.
Thank you so much for sending these in! Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to send this ask, and for your continued support! I'm really grateful for the people who have not only taken the time to read my fics, but who have also taken the time to engage with me! I really appreciate you! I hope your Wednesday is going well and that you have a great rest of your week!
❤️Ally
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problemcore · 9 months
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honestly, the barbie movie came out exactly when i needed it most.
for a while now I've felt really sad and ugly and hollow. and this movie comes out and i feel . loved and wanted. and heard. and understood.
and i can look at my own reflection and admire my face without feeling repulsed. and i love my cheeks and my wrinkles and my acne. and it all takes time and effort but im willing to do it to love myself more .
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cinnamontoads · 3 months
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piplupod · 5 months
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me when i realize that pretty much everything in my life has actually only gotten worse since i graduated highschool, and all the times i was told things would get better were absolutely false !!!!!!
#i am going fucking insane. this is so stupid#i had a social life. i had friends. i had a job i could keep up with outside of school. i had a solid routine and schedule.#i had insurance. i didnt have to worry about money. i didnt have to buy groceries. i didnt have to cook every day.#i had enjoyable group activities. i had ppl telling me i was doing a good job. i had AUTHORITY FIGURES telling me i was doing a good job!!!!#i had a place to go to be away from home every weekday!! i had hope for the future still to some extent (not a lot but more than i do now)!#I DONT HAVE ANYYYY OF THAT NOW. I do have friends but not in-person!!! zero social life except hospital out-patient bullshit!!!#anyways the highschool is doing one of my fav musicals that i came THIS CLOSE to doing my grad year#but the vote was indecisive so they did some bullshit that nobody was happy with lmfao#i fucking petitioned hard. lobbied HARD. to get us to do that musical. i worked so hard to get everyone on board#but everyone was just waffling about it. and then we ended up w smth that nobody was happy with#AND NOW THIS YEAR. THEYRE DOING THAT FUCKING MUSICAL. THAT HURTS. LIKE A LOT. A LOT A LOT.#like to the point where i have now genuinely cried after hearing that theyre doing it#that was my one fucking chance in highschool to be part of a musical i actually cared about and enjoyed and i lost it#i had watched my brothers be in these fun musicals when they were in school but for my three years I got NOTHINGGG#it hurts so fucking bad. i had been looking forward to that ever since we moved to this town. and then i got fucking nothing.#and now that im out of there and realizing how my life is absolutely fucked and i have to kill myself then they finally do it.#gallons of salt in the big fat gaping wound. insane.#genuinely feeling kind of shocked. how the hell do things line up so perfectly to hurt me this badly so often fjfkfl#maybe im just fucking pathetic and overly emotional idk victim complex or smth awful#i just kind of want to be done like right now. but i have to wait at least a month before i call it quits so i dont wreck this time of year#for my family for the rest of their lives lmfao#my siblings and dad dont deserve that. my mother probably does but whatever#im tired!!! im fucking exhausted!!! this sucks so incredibly badly!!!#suicide tw
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something my social media break showed to me was how much time i actually spend just mindlessly scrolling tumblr, so now im actually in the journey to minimize that
#like its one thing to spend 4 hours playing videogames or reading or writing or just laying around but its an other thing to spend 4 hours-#- literally just. starring at my screen. pressing buttons. reading shit ill forget about in 2-3 minutes.#it made me realize im kiind of wasting time on here#im not gonna completely cut away all social media in my life no thats kind of stupid#but also maybe i should modify how i interact with it idk. my style of blogging is pretty cool i think i just come here and Say Things#and i enjoy it but like... man i dunno its getting on my nerves cus i want to do other things im restless#its probably help me with y mental shit too if i got more out there instead of being cooped up into my internet sphere#*maybe* the optimal decision would be to i dunno really put into perspective that this is INTERNET stuff and that i should prioritize -#NON INTERNET stuff. like sure i post everyday i reblog and i interact and shit but my main sphere*shiuld not* be in here#thats really hard tho. i dont feel connected with who i am irl cus uuuhhhh closeted trans teen#and hearing people refer to me as a girl with girl name and girl actions and girl everything is. it really sucks.#sure being a gnc bi girl is a pretty cool thing i dont really feel awful about it#it just puts this barrier between how i see myself and how others see me which granted will always exist but the distance between the two#is so big that it straight up feels like im roleplaying someone else sometimes#i should not this down for when i get another therapist i think thisd be a very interesting thing to talk about fr#**note#ah i dunno. many struggles going on in my life and none of them end up being in focus so it all feels like a web of discomfort#im done talking about this now peace#txt
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mikeyflippinway · 1 year
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hi sorry i keep coming back and vanishing all the time ily all and am trying to be active again LOL
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caramiaaddio · 2 years
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One of the things you should know about me is that I do not and will never lose weight on purpose. I eat well and exercise regularly, but that’s just to keep myself healthy — not to lose weight. And for the most part, I DON’T lose weight. Even though I eat well and exercise, that really just keeps me in a solid stasis around 260/270, and I’m happy with that. I like how my body looks, and as long as all of my bloodwork is coming back in normal ranges I see no need to change my diet and exercise schedule. My weight might fluctuate a bit depending on the week, but it’s not something I measure on my own and it’s usually never enough that there’s a noticeable physical difference. So for me, the phrase “I’ve lost a lot of weight” isn’t some kind of celebration about my physical form, but an indicator that something is going wrong in my body that I haven’t intended upon.
Anyways. Lost a lot of weight this week :(
#covid my detested#turns out sleeping 18 hours a day and having no appetite means you eat very little#looked in myself in the mirror and was noticeably smaller and it’s legit like oh no. oh sweetheart you haven’t been eating enough#I’m fine now I actually just got the go ahead to leave my apartment with a mask and the antigen test was almost 100% negative#it just sucks to look at my body and see the physical toll this has taken#it was fucking awful I was so sick and fatigued that even if I had enough energy to cook dinner I didn’t have enough to do dishes#I’d go out to the kitchen wash like five plates and I’d be on the verge of passing out just a terrible headache#so I ate nearly nothing all day and eventually would give up and order dinner#but I’m feeling significantly better and did quite a few dishes yesterday! PLUS I went out to the grocery today!!!#I was VERY excited to be outside the apartment lol#I did drive through for the errands that I could but like#having had covid and obviously being masked up I am Very worried about how many people don’t have masks#the lady at the pharmacy didn’t have a mask on????? ma’am????#I wanted to just like yell HEY I HAVE COVID THATS WHY IM WEARING A MASK PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM ME#and like logically yes I’m past the major contagious period but still#it’s just suddenly like oh wow people are really acting like this isn’t still here and can hurt you#honestly I’m gonna mask at work every day now just for the ‘snot nosed kids’ factor lol#like I knew on some level that the cdc guidelines weren’t perfect but idk#after this experience I’m kind of like…dissapointed and angry??#like I followed all the rules. all the guidelines. this whole time I did exactly what was recommended to be safest#and I didn’t get sick the whole pandemic even when my family members got it I didn’t because I listened to the guidelines#so I trusted them. and when they said I didn’t need a mask because I was vaccinated and boosted I listened#and then I got covid. and it’s just this weird sense of betrayal like man I believed you would keep me safe#your job was to keep me safe#but clearly they gave in to political pressures because the guidelines clearly aren’t good enough#ESPECIALLY because I work in a school setting. they should not have removed mask mandates for these students#they don’t even know how to cover their mouth when they cough#it’s 50/50 which kid gave it to me but one of them would pull his mask down to cough and the other didn’t know what a fever felt like#but the guidelines said I was safe so I believed them#and then I got covid in the third fucjing week of my first job in a public school
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soupyspaghetti · 2 years
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just venting again lmao ignore this
#personal#vent#cw suicidal ideation#i just cant take this anymore#literally the only thing keeping me alive rn is the fact that my roommate cant afford to live here without me#i feel like i dont exist like i feel like i mean nothing to anyone and thats no ones fault bc like all my friends are kind and good#but im never going to be more than someones good friend like im never going to be anyones first priority or anything#i just get to watch everyone around me get tired of me when they find Real Superior Love#and forget all the bullshit they said about platonic love being important and undervalued#time and time again i just keep running into the same situation and im so tired#i know im being selfish and i should just be happy for people but when do i get to be truly loved in a way i can actually really feel#i think maybe im incapable of feeling loved or of feeling real love beyond normal friendship#and ppl keep saying yeah i understand yeah i get it im the same way and then i watch them fall in love and be happy like no actually#we are not the same you do not understand how this feels for me im sorry to be a bitch but u are not in the same position as me#i know im not some kind of special uniquely broken person but im just so tired#i just spend every day wanting to die so bad im just empty and lonely and miserable all the time#and work is awful bc im just bad at it#and i dont have any passions so trying to find a job that doesnt make me want to die just isnt possible#idk i just want to not be alive anymore but again im safe and fine#bc i cant kill myself bc then my roommate wouldnt be able to afford the apartment#anyway. sorry for being fucking dramatic and annoying im at the end of my fucking rope for no good reason at all#i just want to feel like a human being that exists and has any sort of real identity or self concept why is that too much to ask#also im like filled with anger and rage all the time and it is so so much effort not to just be a raging asshole to everyone always#like im so angry i just want to like punch things and scream and yell and be angry but i cant be angry at anyone but me#anyway sorry im like losing my mind dkdjdj but ill be fine im sure
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moonstruckme · 7 months
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Hii!! I have a request if thats okay, its kinda weird tho so if you don't wanna do it thats totaly okay<3
So i have like a really sensitive stomach so if i eat like anything greasy or a lot of one thing i get a really bad tummy ache, especially after supper like i don't throw up or anything im just kinda useless for like 2 hours. So the request is if you could do poly x fem!reader (or one of them, whatever you prefer) and have them comfort her and stuff? Maybe like cuddles and belly rubs? Idk
Thank u for excisting btw, you really make my day everytime you post<3
Thanks sweetheart, hope you like it :)
Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 1.1k words
Remus knocks at your door tentatively. He’d known something was off when you’d left dinner early, vague about why you had to get home but urgent in a way that unnerved him. He’d followed you out of the restaurant, hoping to catch you in the parking lot, but you’d already gotten on your bus. Remus knew you were probably fine, but he couldn’t shake his anxiety about the way you’d left and he’d made his excuses a few minutes later, ignoring the jeering protests of his friends as he set out for your apartment. 
After knocking again, he tries the handle, surprised and a bit alarmed to find the door unlocked. He calls your name as he steps inside hesitantly, wary of startling you if you’ve gone to sleep or have just gotten out of the shower (that’s something he’d like to see under more consensual circumstances). “It’s Remus,” he says into the dark apartment, feeling a bit silly. “Are you here?”
“Rem,” a soft voice comes from the direction of the living room, “what’re you doing here?” 
He moves toward the sound. “I came to check on you. Sorry for just letting myself in, but you left dinner so suddenly and I…oh, sweetheart.”
He finds you on the couch, all curled up with your face pinched in obvious pain.
“Honey, what happened?” he asks, crouching beside you. His hand comes up to pet your hair of its own accord. 
“Nothing, I’m fine,” you say, the strain in your voice belying your words. “I just came home because my stomach was bothering me.” 
Remus feels his brows pinch. “It hurts?” you nod, seeming embarrassed. He can’t imagine why, it’s not like you’ve any control over that sort of thing. “Do you think it was something you ate?” 
You’re looking down at your knees, held tightly to your chest. “I…kind of,” you sigh. “This happens sometimes. Like, when I eat a lot of the same thing, or greasy foods.” 
Remus nods thoughtfully. “So like, when James won’t stop piling fries onto your plate all night, and you feel like you have to eat them?” You look sheepish, and James is going to feel awful when Remus is through with him. He’s going to make damn sure nothing like this ever happens again on his watch. “I’m sorry, lovely,” he says. “Is there anything I can do to help?” 
You hesitate. “I’ve got ibuprofen in the bathroom, but I haven’t wanted to get up. Could you bring it to me?”
Remus squeezes your shoulder lightly, standing. “Of course, sweetheart.”
 He hurries to the bathroom, finding the small bottle of pills under the sink and bringing it back along with a cup of water. He shakes a couple of tablets into his hand, passing them to you, but withholds the water when you reach for it. 
“Sorry.” He really is. “You’ve got to sit up to drink it, don’t want you to choke.” 
You shuffle into an upright position, bracing your back against the couch with your knees still drawn tight to your front, and Remus hands the cup over. You swallow the pills with a light exhale, as if you’re already anticipating the relief they’ll bring. 
“Thanks, Rem.” 
“It’s no problem,” he replies, and he hopes you understand how much he means it. “How long does the pain usually last?” 
You sigh. “A couple hours. I’ll probably just lie here and wait it out, I won’t be able to get to sleep until it stops.” 
Remus tries not to pout at you, his heart aching with sympathy. “If you’d like, we could watch a movie or something,” he suggests, adding quickly. “But if you want me to leave so you can relax, I completely understand, love.” 
You ponder for a second, your face still tight with pain. “No, that sounds nice,” you say after a second. “A distraction could help, and I’ll be more relaxed with you here anyway.” 
Remus has to turn away so you don’t see the full force of his smile, occupying himself with your television. He holds up a movie for you to see, putting it in the VHS player once you approve. You waste no time in snuggling up to him when he sits next to you on the couch, and Remus wraps his arm around you happily, rubbing gently up and down your arm. You all but melt under his touch, softening against his side. 
It’s a few minutes into the movie before he works up the courage to ask. “Do you think it would help,” he says, hoping his voice sounds at least remotely casual, “if I rubbed your stomach for you?”
You look at him in surprise. “Remus, that’s alright. You don’t have to.” 
“I don’t mind,” he says, and he doesn’t. Even though he’s giddy from the feel of you pressed up against him, he’s not offering as some excuse to touch you. He just wants so desperately to help. Seeing you in pain is like a gut punch every time he looks at you, and if there’s anything that can make you more comfortable, he wants to be the one to do it. “Really, I just want you to feel better.” 
“Okay, yeah.” You relax your grip on your knees, letting your thighs fall a few inches from your stomach and making an opening for him. “That’d be nice, thanks.” Remus watches your face, wary of any signs of discomfort as he brings his hand to your midsection. 
“You’ll tell me if I hurt you at all, yeah?”
“I will,” you say. “But you won’t.” 
Remus glows with your surety in him, but he’s still cautious as he draws his hand in small circles, gratified when you sigh. The movie casts blue light across your features, so he can see you a bit better as the crease between your brows evaporates, the tension around your mouth easing. Remus does his best to look like he’s watching the movie, but all his focus is on easing the upset in your abdomen, adjusting his methods any time you react even slightly in the positive or negative. Soon you’re completely molten against his side, blinks slowing as your eyelids start to droop heavily. 
“Did the ibuprofen kick in?” he asks softly. “You look like you’re getting sleepy, dove.” 
“I dunno,” you yawn, laying your cheek on his bicep, “maybe.” 
Remus almost hates to suggest it, but he’s not quite selfish enough to keep himself from asking. “If you want to get to bed, I can go.” 
“No, can you stay?” you yawn again, hugely. Remus tries not to stare, but you look adorable, cheek squished up against his arm and face soft with sleepiness. “Just until the movie’s done, please?”
Remus adjusts you against him, slouching so that you can lay your head on his shoulder without hurting your neck. “Yeah, of course I can stay, lovely.” He resumes rubbing your stomach, dropping a quick kiss on the top of your head. “I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me.”
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AITA for ignoring a dog?
title sounds bad but idk how to phrase it. I (25f) live in the sticks, middle of nowhere. like twenty minutes from a gas station, dirt road off a dirt road. my community is VERY small, so I know almost everyone and their dogs/cats.
I knocked doors (think Get Out the Vote type stuff) for work for years. I love that kind of work, I am so excited to eventually get back to it. but an unfortunate side effect has been that I am scared of dogs that I don't know. most dog owners ime don't train them. even when the dogs are friendly, I am worried w them bc I am disabled and getting knocked down can seriously injure me more easily than most. I still love dogs IF I know them, and actually have one myself.
i was on my way home from work and saw this very fancy, purebred dog in a field. it was a larger dog, one of the kinds where they crop the tail and ears (I think it's mean to do this but irrelevant). I'd never seen it before, my community is poor and idk anyone who even has the money for a dog like that, and I'd have remembered if I'd seen it before bc it's so strange for here. It had a collar, and was in a big field miles away from any houses without anyone around. so it was clearly lost, and probs belongs to someone's family member/friend from a big city.
I kept driving. I wanted to stop for it, bc it's clearly someone's dog, not from the area, and probably not aware of country life. cars go by fast on the paved roads, there's bears, coyotes, wolves, ticks, etc. and it's a very northern place so it's still cold enough to where I have a timer going when I let my dog out so her paws don't freeze.
I didn't stop bc 1.) idk this dog, so I was nervous about it, 2.) if I did stop and it wasn't aggressive towards me, how would I know it wouldn't be towards my dog or my cats? 3.) we don't have shelters here just bc the community is so small so idk what I'd do w it if I couldn't find the owners and I really can't take in another animal atm- financially, food would be fine but I wouldn't be able to cover an extra vet bill if something awful happened, and don't have the time to re-home an animal responsibly and 4.) I'm gonna be honest, it was Friday, the work week was really long, it was cold, and I was having a rough day and ready to get home and relax.
I feel like an asshole bc I always stop and pick up my neighbors dogs when they get out bc there's so much dangerous shit here, between wildlife, cars and the cold.
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cupid-styles · 6 months
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maybeee idk smth with mia and h and maybe theyre like at a business meeting or dinner and hes decided to take her with him OR hes at a meeting and shes teasing him by texting fun pics or smth and shes constantly teasing him and he gets more and more worked up and finally snaps and then when either he gets home or they get home together the filth ensues and hes absolutely brutal like completely relentless until shes like a mess and like completely wrecked and he doesnt fucking let up
IDK i feel like im bad at this shit lmfao😭💀
omfg STOP IT NO this is so good!!!!!! you're definitely NOT bad at it hehehe (I changed it just a lil bit but I hope u still like it!)
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content warnings: DEGRADATION, name calling, mutual masturbation (but mainly just on mia's side), phone sex/nudes, kind of public play?, daddy kink (wow apparently I can get a lot done in less than 1k words !) enjoy!!!! :)
It started out innocently enough.
Mia liked the outfit she was wearing today and she wanted to show her boyfriend, who had already been at the office for three hours just as she was getting ready to leave the house. They both led busy lifestyles, with Mia being knee deep in work for the end of the semester and Harry being the CEO of an entire company, so it was hard not miss each other when they were apart. Hence why phone calls, photo messages, voice notes, and even FaceTime calls kept them afloat during particularly tough weeks.
The mutual need for one another was apparent. They hadn't been together in days, and the last time they were, it was for some silly event Harry had been forced to go to. Mia fell asleep on the drive home and his heart strings tugged guiltily, feeling awful for dragging her out on a school night. 
So, when Harry replies to her picture with an influx of compliments, telling her she's such a pretty girl and he's so lucky to have her — well, it has her craving more. It sets off some part of her, making it so he's the only thing she can think about all day, and it's when she's in her second lecture of the day that she has the idea of traipsing off to the single use bathroom, locking the door, tugging her sweater and bralette up over her chest and snapping a picture of her tits to send him. 
The response is nearly immediate.
From: Harry🩷
Are you trying to kill me?
She smirks, quickly typing back a response.
To: Harry🩷
of course not!!  just miss u daddy🥺
The three dots instantly show up on her screen and she bites her lip, nibbling on it as she waits for his reply.
From: Harry🩷
Put your pretty tits away and go back to class like the good girl you are. 
She swallows harshly, knowing she's not ready to end her game quite yet.
To: Harry🩷
what if i don't wanna be a good girl?
what if i wanna make myself cum in this bathroom, thinking about ur fingers making me squirt?
From: Harry🩷
If you do that, I'm picking you up from campus to give you a punishment.
Instead of sending back another picture, she's dialing his number in the blink of an eye. She wiggles her tights down and brushes her fingertips over her mound, a short gasp leaving her lips as Harry picks up the phone.
"Mia. Go back to class." he answers gruffly. 
She moans softly into the receiver as she wiggles her fingers under the fabric of her underwear, tenting it over her knuckles. Unlike Harry, she's impatient, never interested in edging or teasing herself, so she makes quick work of finding her clit, gentle pads running over the nerves. 
"Are you fucking kidding me?" he mutters, and her eyes roll back at his exasperated tone, "You're being a slut right now, you know that? A dirty fuckin' whore that can't keep her fingers to herself for a minute."
His degradation only spurs her forward, dipping down to her hole where her juices are already collecting between her thighs. She pushes a finger in, knowing her time is limited before someone from her class notices her elongated absence. The whimper that leaves her mouth is embarrassing, and she hopes no one car hear her from outside.
"Jesus," Harry says in disbelief, "How many spankings do you want tonight, little girl? 10, 15? If you make yourself cum, you're in for at least 20."
The thought has her clenching around her finger as her palm rubs messily against her clit. She curses to herself lowly, adding a second finger to the mix. They're not as long as Harry's so she has more trouble reaching deep inside of her, but the stretch feels decent enough to push her to an orgasm.
"G-gonna cum soon, daddy."
"Brat," he spits, and she swears she can hear slick passes in the background of the call, "Maybe I should overstimulate that dumb little pussy tonight. Make you cum so many times you're drooling all over yourself like the messy bitch you are."
"Oh— fuck, fuck—"
"You'd probably like that too much, though, your daddy abusing your swollen hole until you can't even breathe. Guess I'll just edge you instead, keep you tied up with a vibrator between your legs— have you go for hours while I ignore you, all because you just had to cum all over your fingers."
That's what does her in — the visual of him dismissing her as she writhes around in his bedsheets, arms and legs tied to the posts of his obscenely expensive bed frame, her pussy pulsating around nothing as she begs and pleads to cum. She whimpers breathily as she feels herself squeezing her fingers, milking them until the dreamy sensation subsides, leaving her a sweaty, panting mess with a mess in her underwear.
"Fuck— fuck, that was good."
Harry chuckles, the sound warming her chest as she wedges the phone between her neck and shoulder. She quickly cleans herself up and washes her hands, shimmying her tights back up her legs.
"Seriously though, go back to class, Mi. It's been like 20 minutes since you called." 
"Mm, I will," she says softly, fixing her hair in the reflection of the mirror, "Will you still come over tonight? I miss you so much."
"Of course, angel girl. You didn't think you got out of that punishment, did you?"
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masterof-blabber · 4 days
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Dragons Rising S2P2 predictions because I can keep them to myself no longer 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
Ok this is going to be mostly Arin/Sora centric because HOOOO BOY do I sense trouble in the air for these two
First of all, Arin is DEFINITELY going to find out about Sora helping him out with the object spinjitzu thing and I think he’s going to be really really hurt. They spent so much time this season building up his feelings of insecurity and finding this out is going to bring them back in a HUGE way.
Another thing the writers spent a long time building up was Arin’s innate goodness/kindness/naivety. Call me crazy but I think he’s going to learn shatterspin in part 2 - the one thing that literally requires destroying the goodness in your soul. I don’t think he’ll use it much but I think he will learn it and be irreversibly changed
I can envision the lead-up to it so vividly and I think finding out what Sora did is going to be the tipping point. I think the rough timeline would go something like this:
Things are going well-ish. Arin’s confidence is restored and he’s back to training with a new enthusiasm. I don’t think he’ll master object spinjitzu at this point but he’ll be seeing more success and feeling better about himself
Something will happen - my guess some sort of pivotal battle where they’re relying on Arin’s object spinjitzu to save the day and it won’t work and Sora will have to come clean.
Arin - betrayed and insecure - lashes out towards Sora, and then towards Lloyd and the others when they try to comfort/calm him down. He says he needs some time to himself and runs off somewhere
While he’s alone, he’s approached by some force of evil (maybe Ras, or Ras’ master, or someone different entirely) and they use his insecurity to convince him that the ninja are holding him back - think like his conversation with Ras in part 1 - and because he’s feeling so awful about it he’ll agree to join them
Training under this new person, they’ll encourage him to work with all this insecurity and build up a ton of anger towards the ninja - especially Sora and Lloyd - and I think they’ll get him to use that to learn shatterspin
Also pretty sure Sora will learn spinjitzu & rising dragon in p2. Thematically this makes a lot of sense as Sora has been very intertwined with dragons since her introduction (she literally NAMED herself after one), and her element is all about creating new things and pushing the limits of what she can do.
Meanwhile Arin doesn’t have an element (as far as we’re aware, and I really hope it stays that way), and a parts his design speak to oni imagery - the horns especially. I don’t think it’s far-fetched so assume that under the right circumstances he may turn to destruction
Creation and Destruction never ever show up without each other in ninjago. They are completely linked and a recurring theme in the show and I think this will become WAY more evident as dragons rising progresses
Other small things:
Someone will find Jay, probably. (Hopefully!!!!) I’m hopeful for an angsty arc but in all honesty it seems like it’ll resolve quite quickly once they do find him. Tbh im happy either way I just miss my wife
Cole/Geo won’t become explicitly canon but they will continue being delightfully queercoded
I think Wyldfyre and Nya are both going to struggle without Kai,, he’s sort of been a father figure to both of them and knowing he’s stuck somewhere he might never escape from is gonna be really hard on them (esp for Nya who’s already sort of lost one of the most important people in her life)
More Wu info??? (Hoping for this! Hes present in at least one of the new sets (dragon stone shrine, linked below) so im hopeful we’ll find out what happened that silly old guy
PIXAL return???? (I’m begging on my hands and knees)
Arin Sora and Wyldfyre will meet Fritz and Spitz idk I just think that would be cute
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Hey I'm burmese (living under dictatorship and civil war rn) and I just wanted to say that as someone who's also had to fear for their lives and fear for the lives of my family, I sympathise with you. Obviously we're going through different things but I can understand the fear of being absolutely terrified for your familys lives and I just wanted to remind you it's okay to cry and let it out sometimes and you dont have to be "strong" all the time. Maybe im projecting but i know I'm guilty of it and idk. I get putting on a brave face for everyone because you don't want others to lose hope or you don't want them to be discouraged. But you don't have to do that. Youre also not letting your oppressors "win" by being upset. It's perfectly okay and normal to be scared and "weak" sometimes. Especially when experiencing such a traumatic awful situation. I believe in your people and Palestine will be free one day in our life time, I can feel it. But don't forget to look after yourself too
I hope this is okay to say. My English isn't the the best and we're obviously in different circumstances but I just really resonated with some of what you said about worrying for your family and wanted to reach out. Be kind to yourself. 🇵🇸🇲🇲
god this is so sweet, thank you. i know i should probably treat myself better and let myself be weak sometimes but it's so hard actually being vulnerable because people love taking advantage of that. i want to be kinder to myself but i was never allowed to before. but thank you for this message, i'll try my best 🫶 i can totally understand how you relate being worried about your family being in danger, and while it's sad we even have to have that in common, it's comforting to know that other people understand ❤️
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