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amoeba05 · 6 months
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yeah we get it you want to kiss him in the lips, get in line loser
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steinbit · 6 months
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i really wanna change my name <- have wanted it for years and at this point i just wanna add a bunch of bullshit to it to make it cumbersomely long to the annoyance of probably Everyone
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br1ghtestlight · 1 year
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kinda sad i never watched the bob's burgers movie in theaters bcuz i will never get to experience the collective horror of everybody when louise swallowed that corpses dirty teeth in the fucking crime hole
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i love the whole reveal at the end of aa4 so much . they explain in explicit detail that apollos entire inherited grand power is that his eyesight is hypersensitive and hard to focus without external incentive. i think the gramarye family secret might be comorbid autism and adhd guys
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xeraeus · 10 months
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Wenyan gege and bairui
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crest-of-gautier · 2 months
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video editing is so fun... (specifically cutting down hours of gameplay into a highlights format)
#lizz.txt#it feels really ironic to post about video editing being fun when that's all i've been doing for the past 3 weeks LOL#but i haven't been able to edit something in highlights format since late november 2023 (which is my favorite type of editing)#technically i could've edited the big run recording from december but i was intimidated by the 12 hr-ish length#but after working on my friend and i's video essay im like 'actually cutting down 12 hr footage is way easier' LMAOO#and since im 99% done with that and i had some time to spare tonight i started to work through some recordings :D#there's two major ones i want to work through... a splatoon 1 revisit with friends + big run#hoping to have those done by the end of february at the latest!! but ideally i'd like to have it done earlier because!!!#i'm interested in recording eggstra work (not that they've announced it) as well as um. reload#i have so much positive regard for the characters in p3 that i'm like 'i don't think i can control the words that come out of my mouth-#when i'm very excited about something' so i'd like to have my playthrough documented somewhere LOL even if i dont post it!!!#sometimes i think about how when i was playing fe3h i got to the sylvain and felix A+ support and HOW I LOST MY MIND ON VC#and IT WAS SO FUNNY bc i spent like 10 minutes watching that support conversation because every line of dialogue made my brain explode#AND SOMEWHERE in the middle of it my mom called me and i was like (hyperventilating) “HI MOM! DID YOU KNOW! I LIKE VIDEO GAMES!”#or something like that. i can't remember i was kind of lightheaded but anyway im kind of sad that there's no physical proof that happened#ANYWAY i fully expect that reload will make me jump and down ontop of a matress in some shape and form like idk i just like kitaro a lot#but also because purse owner games are LONG im like 'jfc that's going to be a lot of GB. i need to edit my current recordings-#so that i have enough space to accomodate for that' FDKLHLFDH. hence... wanting to work on my video projects#BUT I SO DESPERATELY WANT TO DRAW TOO.. oh the woes of being a multicreative. its ok! i like having hobbies to bounce between#they call it persona 3 reload because it reloads my brain ammo and revitalizes my creative efforts (joke)#seriously though i've been itching to doodle more p3 but im like 'what the FUCK are ideas that aren't splatoon' (this is what happens when-#you only play splatoon. your brain gets filled with SQUIDS!!!). anyway. i hope everyone's had a nice january so far!!! :D#i am always in a constant state of excitement and overload and i needed to get this out somewhere!!#BUT ALSO i want people to know that i like video editing. and that i am looking forward to making videos. while also drawing :3#i will post and share the videos i make here. whenever they're done. LOL. sorry not sorry for filling up your screen with tags <3
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crimesnewronan · 3 months
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fawnduu on tumblr. trans lesbian werewolf!!!!!!!
i thought you were just reccomending a blog but their comics seem really cool thank you!!!
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freesomebodybyluna · 1 year
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#just had to pay the rest of my tuition out of pocket bc ummm i used up the rest of my loans this spring when I was supposed to graduate#and recieved very little in grants for this semester#plus my teeny tiny hort club scholarship of $50 from the few hours i worked last school yr....lob u hort club ty for your contribution#to my education 🥺#anyways so i was really scared thatd id have to pay this huge amount regardless of the fact that im technically only taking one class#which is my internship for this fall#but i had a charge that was like less than half of what my financial aid award was saying i wouldve gotten from the stupid#parent plus loan that i was in no way going to apply for im not even talking to my mom#but anyways anyways i seemingly paid my tution plus the 2 late fees en#*rn#we'll see im gonna call during work tmrw to make sure#and if that was it i WILL go to the b*d s*ns concert bc i was about to cancel the whole ~ 1 hr 30 min trip to go see them#esp when I have to pay for a 2way greyhound trip plus a place to stay for the night of the concert.....#and im paying for $50 (kill me) cabs rides to & from work everyday!#i hate it here im so miserable lol why cant i be rich#oh and to top it off my first driving lesson was baaaaad lmaoo i hate it hereeee#i fucked up all my turns & have a stupid habit of accelerating like my life depends on it#but my teacher is nice.....and had to break like 3x to help me when hes said before that he rarely has to use his brake.#..................#really wish i had someone to practice with.....he was like try practicing your turns w a paper plate 🥲🔫
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bunnyb34r · 2 years
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Being in a horrible fibro flare while it's extremely loud and terrifying outside is sooooo fun (:
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bloodarch · 2 years
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# I just think it’s kinda funny how malee agrees to help teach at the salvatore boarding school, but is GENUINELY CONFUSED and overall LOST when it comes to learning about their version of vampirism ajksdaskjdh like watch someone give her some vervain and malee’s just like “is this a herb for my tea??? thank you! I don’t think i’ve had this before~!” and like,,,,,,,she touching it WITH HER HANDS & DRINKING IT WITH HER TEA because vervain has no effect on her lmfao
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slut4thebroken · 4 months
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Cheerleader
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Pairing | stepdad!Cillian Murphy x reader
Summary | You finally got on the cheer team and are excited to show your stepdad the uniform, but he has some concerns.
Warnings | Smut, 18+, sexual content, mildly dubious consent, large age gap (unspecified), wedgie lmaoo, dry humping, grinding, groping, spanking, praise, daddy but not the kink?, technically incest??, ionno what else lol
Words | 1.5 k
Notes | I honestly don’t even know what this is… like I can’t tell if I hate it or not💀😭 Also for legal reasons… we’ll say reader is 18 and in college 👀 (just a reminder though: this is fiction. Treat it as such lol)
Ao3 link | <3
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“Hey, love, how was school?” He called out from the kitchen and you all but bounced into the room. 
“I got on the cheer team!” You said excitedly.
“That’s amazing! I’m so proud of you, baby.” You could tell his tone was genuine, but he was still focused on whatever food he was preparing. 
“Turn around, daddy.” You giggled and he set down the knife before turning to face you. His eyes widened and his lips parted in shock as he took in your clothes— your body. “Do you like it?” You asked, twirling around for him to see the whole thing.
“I-it’s… a little short, don’t you think?” He choked out. 
“Well duh. How else would I do this?” You showed him a kick and his gaze snapped down to where the skirt rode up, exposing your matching shorts. 
“You have to wear this for everything?”
“We have a long sleeved top for the winter time, but yeah.” You smiled. “What do you think?” 
“C’mere, love.” You walked over and stood in front of him, waiting. He started on your waist, then dragged his hands down to your hips, his thumbs rubbing over the exposed skin of your tummy. He suddenly got down on his knees and moved his hands to just above your ankles. He snaked them up your legs, teasing you, until they reached the bottom of the skirt. 
“Daddy?” 
“Shh… I'm just getting a closer look, baby.” Duh. What else would he be doing? You thought with an internal chuckle. His hands moved up to your hips, over the skirt, then snaked behind you. 
“Daddy!” You gasped when he squeezed your ass and pulled you closer.
“Turn around.” He ordered, moving his hands to your hips to start turning you. Once you were facing away from him, he was groping you again and you bit your lip to contain any sounds. “Bend over.” He said suddenly. 
“W-what?” 
“Bend over. You can lean on the counter if that’s easier.” Hesitantly, you obeyed. You leaned down and placed your hands on the counter. “Further.” With a blush of embarrassment, you lowered yourself so that your arms were crossed, resting on the counter, holding up your chin. 
“This is what counts as school appropriate nowadays?” He scoffed, making your blush darken. “The skirt doesn’t cover anything.” 
“T-that’s what the shorts are for.” You said quietly. 
“I’d hardly call these shorts.” He was groping your ass again now, this time under the skirt. “They’re so fucking tight.” He gruffed. “I can see the outline of your pussy.” His thumb brushed over your mound, making you shoot up. 
“Daddy!” 
“Down.” You froze when you heard his tone, then slowly lowered yourself back down. He reached under the fabric where your ass met your thighs, then took it in a firm grip and roughly pulled up, making you gasp and grab onto the counter. His hands settled on your bare ass and you couldn't help the way you started squirming. The fabric of your shorts and underwear being pressed so tightly against you was almost painful, but it made you needy too. 
“Every little immature boy at your school is going to want a piece of this.” He removed a hand, but brought it back down quickly, with a sharp smack. You jolted and gasped out a moan, caught off guard by the sudden pain. “I can’t let that happen, baby. But I‘m not gonna make you quit, not when I know how happy it makes you.” Another slap. “I’m gonna make sure you won’t let any boys come near this pussy.” Another slap, then his thumb was brushing over your mound again. 
“Please,” You whined, but it cut off into a choked moan when he spanked you again, twice in quick succession. “Won’t let any boys come near it!” You tried, gripping onto the counter when he spanked you again, but he wasn’t listening. He ignored you and continued toying with your ass, sometimes squeezing it, but mostly spanking it. “It hurts, daddy.” You whimpered. 
“Does it, baby?” He asked innocently, making you pout. 
“Yeah…” 
“You can handle a little more.” He decided, then continued until your ass felt hot and your clit was throbbing and your eyes were watering. “Such a good girl.” He mumbled, rubbing soothing hands over the burning skin, but his touch was just making it hurt more. “I’m sorry, baby. You know I hate when I have to punish you, but you need to learn.” 
“I know..” You whimpered, then his hands were gone. You heard him standing up and he grabbed your hips to push you closer to the counter. “Are you done?” You asked quietly. 
“Not yet, love.” You dreaded having to endure even more spanking. When you heard his belt, you stiffened. Next was his zipper, then fabric was rustling a little and he reached for your shorts again. He looped one hand through both of the leg holes, making the pressure on your clit get a little harder. 
When he suddenly lifted you up, a pained cry left you as your shorts and underwear were forced deeper between your ass and even between your folds. Your feet were barely touching the ground and you reached back to try and push him away, but he just landed another slap on your ass. 
“Stay still.” 
“I-it hurts, daddy… I can’t.” You whimpered. In response, he adjusted his grip and lifted you up even more, making you cry out. The very tips of your shoes were barely still on the floor and the pressure on your clit was becoming more of a painful pleasure now. Emphasis on ‘painful.’  
When you felt him press up against you, your breath caught in your throat. He still had his underwear on, but he was grinding his bulge on your pussy because of how high he was holding you. His free hand grabbed your hips to stabilize you as he sped up. 
“Daddy…” You whined. Everything was so contradictory. Your ass was still burning, as was your clit from the prolonged wedgie, but it also felt good as he rubbed his bulge against it. You didn’t know what to think. You didn’t even know if you wanted him to stop or do more.
“I know, baby… Just a little longer.” He said quietly. Letting out a low groan, he continued humping you, his breathing getting more and more ragged. He moved the hand on your hip to help hold your shorts and underwear, then took a couple steps back. When you weren’t being supported by the counter anymore, you fell forward with a scream, your whole body weight now being held by the wedgie. You grabbed onto the counter to lift yourself up a little so your face wasn’t inches above the floor, but you couldn’t get close enough to put any weight on it. 
“Daddy! Daddy— wait!” You cried out, making him moan at your struggling. His hips got more desperate, rutting against your clothed heat, making you more desperate as well. 
You tried squirming, but he just lifted you even higher. Your feet kicked around as you tried hopelessly to find some footing, now being completely suspended. 
“Please! It hurts!” You whined loudly, but he ignored you. “Please, daddy! I can’t take it anymore..” 
“Shh… Yes you can, love. I’m almost done.” He cursed under his breath and his movements sped up even more. “Such a good fucking pussy.” He groaned under his breath. 
“Who’s allowed to touch you here?” He asked, clearer now. 
“You!”
“Who owns this fucking cunt?” 
“Y-you..” You whimpered, hoping if you just agreed to everything that he’d give you mercy. 
“That’s right, baby. Your body is only for daddy to touch, okay?” You were nodding before he could even finish. 
“Yes— yes.. Please let me down now.” You rushed out. You’ve learned your lesson by now— you won’t let anyone come near you. His hips stopped, but he didn’t drop you. Instead, he stayed pressed up against your cunt, then started bouncing you up and down by your shorts and underwear, stimulating his cock like that instead. Each time you went down, a sharp cry was forced out of you. You could feel tears in your eyes again as the pain got worse and worse. He started rutting into you, but still moved you up and down, never even faltering. 
“Please!” You cried. He moved you forward again so you were bent over the counter. Your feet still weren’t touching the floor, but at least some of the weight was taken off. 
“Fuck—” He choked out, panting and moaning quietly. He took a step back and removed one hand, making you drop a little so that your toes were now on the floor. Then his moans were getting louder and louder until you felt heat spurting all over your ass. You whined and squirmed as your whole face heated up from humiliation. He cursed under his breath and slowly lowered you, releasing your shorts. He panted for another moment, then tugged your stretched out shorts and underwear back down, over his come. You felt completely and utterly used. But you also felt completely and utterly desperate for more. 
“That’s better. Covers more of your ass now.” He said through a breath, giving you one last spank. 
I fucking hate the title lol so give me ideas for a new one💀🙏🏻
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tenkomura · 7 months
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Earn It (Mma fighter!Toji x physiotherapist!reader) (Part 0)
Words: 1.8k / MDNI 18+
Tw: I read jinx (ง'̀-'́)ง, dubcon (just to be safe), age gap implied, daddy kink, money for sexual favors, reader works as a stripper, "kid", handjob, power imbalance, reader is taking care of her sick mother and is sole provider for the family, don't do math on the money I just said numbers lmaoo
Teaser: You hate that you react. You hate it so much. But that money would be so appreciated and all it takes is jerking him off. You could earn almost your monthly salary with like 5 minutes of low effort work.
I'm making this a soft series
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When you stand in front of his unmistakable physique you feel the ground open and swallow you.
From all possible strip clubs in the city he had to come here. You want to throw up. You want to run away. If he hadn't seen you already maybe you could have booked out of the private room and gotten one of the girls to cover. But Toji Fushiguro, your boss, is staring at you already. There is no hiding the fact that you work here.
You could still ask one of the other girls to take this room but no. You need the money and the people Toji is with today seem to have that kind of money. You watch how he turns away and talks to one of his friends, brushing the whole thing off. He is professional and so are you.
You put on the charismatic sweet smile and start charming everyone in that damned room. You are just so glad that nobody else from the gym is with him.
He doesn't acknowledge you at all, which you are so glad about. He does enjoy your show, his eyes are hungry and transfixed on your body's movements. He is not hiding it. He just acts like any other guest.
Everything goes smoothly. You make quite a lot compared to previous nights too. At least it was worth it.
He can't fire you over this… right?
The next day comes without mercy. Your mind is playing out all these different scenarios. What if he tells the other guys? No… Toji has no interest in embarrassing you. He always keeps to himself anyway. He is mean but not like that.
You take a deep breath and push the glass door open. There aren't a lot of people there yet. It is early.
"Hello, (Y/N)-san!" Yuji calls from the warm up area.
"Hey!" You wave over. You head to the staff room and change, grabbing your clipboard and heading to the floor.
"How are ya feeling?" You smile at the rookie. "Is the shoulder still acting up?"
"Oh no," Yuji swings his arm. "I did the exercises you told me to do and it is so much better now!"
You smile. "That's good to hear. Let me look at it later again, okay?"
"Sure thing!"
You start to set up things for the day. It is not technically your job but you are part of the team and helping each other out is just one little thing you like to do. To be honest, you could clean and tidy up the entire gym right now with how nervous you are.
Coach arrives and the other guys all filter in one after the other. Toji is never this late but it was a long night for him. Maybe you are lucky and he won't even come in today. Who are you kidding? He never skips a day. You have been the team's physiotherapist for about 3 months now and if you have learned one thing then that Toji Fushiguro is a machine that never powers down. His work ethic is admirable.
The door opens and you don't have to look to know it is him. His aura changes every place he walks into. He is big, he is cold and intimidating like no one else. He is a champion– the champion.
He doesn't acknowledge you. He never acknowledges anyone. Most days you find it icky but today you are just glad. Maybe the two of you will just pretend that it did not happen.
It is check in day today. All the guys comes into your little room one by one and you make sure their muscles and joints all do their job properly. Yuji's shoulder has acted up lately but it is already better with the exercise. Todo has a really nasty knot in his trapezius that you had to work on for a while. He nearly cried. The other guys have minor things that you can fix. And then it is time for Toji to come to you.
The door to your room is always open. Whether you just do some paperwork or treat one of the boys. You don't think you have ever closed that door. But when Toji walks in, he closes it behind him. He sits on the stretcher, arms crossed over his massive chest.
Toji Fushiguro is admirable for a lot of things. His physique is definitely one. He looks like a God. Like he was carved from marble by some ancient master. He is a man like no other.
"How are you feeling, Fushiguro-san?" You smile politely. "You still feel discomfort in your thigh?" You look at your notes from last time.
He lets out a chuckle and you bite the inside of your cheeks. He will say it now.
"Say… am I not paying you enough?" He asks, grinning.
You take a deep breath and grip your clipboard tighter. No. The salary is extremely good. "I have a lot to take care of," you say. "That's all."
He laughs. "Yer gotta give me more than that."
You sigh. You don't expect pity from him but you decide to just put all cards on the table. "My mother is sick, I need to take care of her and my siblings. Deadbeat dad. You can connect the dots, right? Is your thigh still sore?" You tap on his shoulder and he lays down. Still grinning so devilishly. You wish you could wipe it off his face.
"Sad story," he chuckles.
You feel the muscle on his thigh and check his knee too. "A bit higher."
Your eyebrows tug together and your palm digs into his muscle. You don't feel anything out of the ordinary. You tug on his pants and stop dead seeing the outline of his hard cock. It isn't the first time he has been hard during this but it is different now.
"Yer were pretty good at it," he says.
"Helping your thigh?" You play dumb.
"Dancing in that little outfit."
"I did ballet."
"Ha! How much for you to take care of that?" He mentions to his crotch.
You let out a scoff. "I'm a stripper not a prostitute. And that is hardly appropriate."
"But you obviously need money," he still grins. "So how much?"
You dig your finger into his muscle and he hisses. He planned all of this out after the strip club incident… it's sick but not out of character for Toji Fushiguro.
"Cmon. What's your price, kid? How much?"
Your brother desperately needs a functioning laptop for school and your sister was so sad when you told her she won't be able to go on the school trip and then there is obviously that fucking loan. But you couldn't possibly… it would escalate… it would never stay at just a handjob.
"What's it worth to you?" Your gaze freezes and you look into his venom green eyes.
He pretends to think. No, he has this whole thing figured out for himself. "400,000."
You hate that you react. You hate it so much. But that money would be so appreciated and all it takes is jerking him off. You could earn almost your monthly salary with like 5 minutes of low effort work.
You bite your tongue and curse yourself. "But no one will know," you mumble. "And it's just this one time."
Toji grins wider, his teeth flash. "I am a gentleman… of course I won't tell. Get to it then."
A gentleman?! You have to bite back the laugh. "Okay," you whisper. You turn to the little table and grab the bottle of massage oil. Toji crosses his arms under his head and lays there entirely relaxed. You don't get it. He could get all the women he wanted. This is probably some twisted power thing that gets him off. It has to be.
You pull his shorts down and his cock bobs free, sprawling out on his stomach. You gulp, eyes staying on his length as you take it in. You hate that his cock is pretty. The tip is the perfect color, a defined vein spreads up his shaft. It has to be the biggest one you have seen.
You put some of the oil in your hands and warm it up between your palms. You glide them on his dick next. It is just gentle touches to spread the oil, to tease him. Toji sighs.
He is beautiful. He is so ruggedly beautiful. And he has a pretty dick too that is so thick. His pubes are even kept neatly. He is rich. He is successful. He really is the whole package. Well, except that he is awful of course.
You wrap your hands around his cock and twist them, then you start to stroke him. Up and down. Up and down. Twisting ever so often. The oil makes obscene squelching sounds. You circle your thumb over his tip and press into his slit while the other hand drops lower to fondle his balls.
"Yeah," Toji sighs heavily. "You're not half bad."
"Don't forget the tip then," you mumble.
You alternate between stroking him faster and then barely touching him at all. Toji grunts and bucks his hips into your hands. You hate that he's so hot. You hate that you feel hot.
You know he's nearly there. As if the sweat on his body or the leaking, angry red tip wasn't a giveaway. His cock throbbed in your hands. Every touch made him gasp. There was just something missing.
You look at him. His eyes are shut, his jaw is clenched tightly and the muscles of his stomach keep contracting. He is so close and you are so close to your 400,000 yen.
"Aren't ya gonna cum f'me, daddy?" You say in that pillowy, silver voice you have mastered to perfection working in the strip club.
"Ohh! Fuck!" He grunts and heaves. His whole body trembles for a moment as Toji shoots a huge load on himself. "Fucking hell," he hisses. You let him ride out his high with a few strokes then pull away.
You can't even blame your cunt for being wet.
You grab a towel and wipe your hands clean then hand it to him. Your eyes stay on the ground. What did you just do? He is your fucking boss.
Toji cleans up and gets to his feet. He is so damn tall too. You hate him. You loathe him so much. And yourself. This shouldn't have happened.
He walks by you and reaches out, giving your head two little pats. "Atta girl," he says and walks out of your office. Just. Like. That.
Your phone bings and you grab it. It is your banking app.
Fushiguro, Toji: 500,000 ¥ [gift from daddy ♡]
You want to toss your phone across the room and scream into a black void. This is nuts.
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taeriilight · 1 year
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the ILLUSION of reality —
✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦
💗💗💗
y'all literally somehow ended up on a huge ball floating in the middle of nowhere called space and think manifesting is impossible? LMAOO
your reality is basically just your consciousness, what happens when you die? you lose consciousness
when you die, the so called 'reality' doesn't even exist anymore. your body is present there but you are not.
basically, your consciousness is the only true reality.
and you know how to change it? by changing your subconscious beliefs.
if your subconscious accepts something then your conscious accepts it and it happens in your reality, it's as simple as that.
nothing EVER is 'real' if you think deeply about it, everything around you is temporary and nothing is fixed. what may exist today may not exist tomorrow, 2022 is ending in 8 weeks like hun didn't the year just start?-
time isn't even real, you're just shifting through multiple realities created by your consciousness using your thoughts and beliefs.
that's why living in the end works, by changing your subconscious beliefs about reality you're not lying to yourself, you're attracting that one particular reality where you already have what you desire !!
the whole reason why the concept of time was introduced was to simplify everything for humans
all the elements that exist right now in the physical 'reality', if we take them down to a sub-atomic level, they technically don't exist.
reality is an illusion created by the mind and by changing your mind, you can change your reality.
that's how the law of assumption works.
your thoughts manifest into your reality and there are hundreds of sources on internet to prove that, people that say "manifesting isn't real" are missing out on a lot smh 🤷🏻‍♀️
you're limitless xoxo <3
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eddiesbigolepp · 2 years
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the usual
synopsis: eddie munson frequents the sunrise diner every thursday after hellfire, just when his favorite waitress’s shift starts.
pairing: eddie munson x trailer park!reader
warnings: flirty eddie, swearing, fluffy eddie, sweet little dynamic
word count: 1444
a/n: i honestly don’t know what day hellfire club is so pls don’t cancel me LMAOO
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8:03, eddie looks at his watch and shakes his head, slamming his car door behind him and racing into the diner. he sighs in relief when he sees his seat is still open, not that the diner is that full on a thursday.
he hoists himself onto the stool as soon as you come out of the kitchen.
“you again,” you mutter and he laughs.
“what? did you miss me?” he jokes leaning his face into his hand.
“it was so quiet before you walked in, i even finished some of my homework,” you quip back holding up you physics worksheet.
“good, now you have some entertainment,” he chuckles reaching over the counter to grab a glass. he holds it out to you and smiles, “i’ll take a coke, and the usual.”
“whatever munson,” you roll your eyes and walk away, but he doesn’t miss the small smile tugging at your lips.
“be quick! i’ve gotta tell you about my campaign!” he calls out as you scribble down his order and head to the kitchen.
you come back with a burger and fries in your left hand, coke in your right and you place it on the counter. he came in every thursday, you always made sure the kitchen had his food made by at least 8:10.
“wow, a pretty waitress and quick service. its almost like you were waiting for me,” he beams as you grab him some napkins and a straw.
“hush, its only because you’re the only one here.” you say and snatch a fry from his plate.
“hey! im paying for these,” he whines, pulling his plate back and starting to assemble his burger.
“yeah and i put the order in early, the least you could do is share.” you laugh, snatching another.
he can only watch you munch in his food as you walk down the counter to do god knows what. he watches in awe, not truly believing that he hangs out with the prettiest girl in hawkins each thursday.
the two of you talk for what seems like hours about his campaign, sharing his food and even sharing his drink. the diner so dead besides the two of you and the occasional truck driver who came in for a coffee. the sound of your laughter and conversation filled the air nicely though. you ask questions and even give him a few ideas for his next campaign and he can’t help but smile at the thought if you joining.
“what time do you get out of here?” he asks, checking his watch, 10:57 it read. he swore it had inly been thirty minutes.
“around eleven-thirty. we close at eleven but i’ve got to wipe down the tables and clean up.” you explain taking his dirty dishes and putting them in the sink behind you. “then i’ve gotta walk home.”
“i cant let you do that, let me take you,” he says, warm smile spread on his face. “i promise, i wont kidnap or murder you.” he laughs holding his pinky out for you.
“you sure? its a little far,” you say looking down at his hand.
“where is it?” he questions, pulling his pinky back a little.
“i uh..” you start turning around toward the sink, then facing him again, “foresthilltrailerpark” you mumble under your breath.
“didn’t catch that, sweetheart,” he says, leaning in over the counter again.
“i live at forest hills trailer park,” you sigh running a hand through your hair.
“don’t be embarrassed, i cant believe i never saw you around there, so do i.” he answers chuckling a little. you shake your head and laugh yourself.
“oh thank god, everyone else doesn’t even talk to me because i have a job, spoiled brats.” you complain.
“finally someone who understands,” he smiles and holds out his pinky again and you lock yours with his.
your eyes flash to the clock behind him and come around the counter to the front. “im technically not supposed to have you in here after hours, so get to cleaning big boy.” you say, motioning to the rag and spray behind the counter.
“already putting me to work, haven’t even asked me out on a date yet.” he laughs, hopping over to grab the cleaning supplies.
“hey! don’t do that!” you laugh turning to face him quickly, “this is a fine establishment!” you giggle, and open the seining door for him.
“sorry, it just looked like fun,” he says, smile on his face as he explains himself. “i’ll work extra hard, i promise.” he beams looking down at you. you two make quick work of the tables and chairs and eventually you two meet in the middle.
he watches you wipe the sweat off your forehead with your forearm and sighs. you look at the clock and a smile forms in your face. “11:17, maybe i should get them to hire a busboy,” you beam, taking the supplies from his hands and walking behind the counter.
“i’d love to, doll, but i work at the auto shop by the general store.” he says, elbows on the counter as he watches you put away the spray bottles under the sink.
you turn in your heels to face him and giggle, “eddie munson in coveralls and grease all over his hands..? i could get used to that.”
“what? do you like a man in uniform?” he smirks cocking his head to the side.
“and if i do?” you retort, pushing off the sink behind you and walking forward to meet his face across the counter.
“maybe i’ll come in on my lunch break one day,” he grins, hands digging into his pockets in search if his keys. “you ready to go?” he says, holding up his keychain.
“oh yeah! let me grab my bag and say bye to lou!” you say, running through the swinging doors to the kitchen and emerging two minutes later. he smiles at you, opening the glass door and hearing the familiar jingle of the bells as you two walk away to his van.
the ride home is full of laughter as you dig through his tapes and share your opinions. he learns that you grew up on metallica and dio, just like he did. he tells you about his uncle and how he practically lives alone too.
“so, you gonna invite me over sometime soon?” you question when he finally stops in front of your trailer.
“i was thinking of maybe saturday? if you dorm work of course.” he says, putting his van in park.
he quickly hops out of his seat and closes the door behind him. you go to open your door and he comes around the front of the van quickly. he holds the door closed with his hand and shaking his head at you, laughing through the glass window.
he opens the door for you, holding his hand out to help you out of the car and sighs, “let me walk you home?” he jokes, chuckle rolling off his tongue.
“yes please, its late and im scared.” you giggle squeezing his hand in yours. he walks you to your door, reluctantly, not wanting to let you go so soon.
“guess i’ll see you around pretty lady,” he smiles brushing the hair out of your face quickly. its a move he doesn’t even expect, but the blush that dusts your cheeks gives him the reassurance he needs.
“i hope so, rockstar,” you beam up at him, reaching up to press and kiss to his cheek. you turn to unlock your door and leave him in a daze leaning against the railing to your stairs.
once you close the door, he brings his hands to his hair and shakes his head. the biggest smile spreads across his face as he laughs to himself, in shock that that just happened.
“eddie?” the sweetest voice pulls him out of his daydream, it makes his stomach drop. you caught him thinking about you. “im free saturday, at twelve, after work. meet me there?” you ask in a quiet voice, opening the door a little more.
his eyes open as he looks at you under the harsh porch light. you still look gorgeous to him anyway.
“yes!” he says all too quickly before blinking quickly. “i mean, sure… i’ll be there,” he tries to save himself coolly.
“good! ill see you then,” you smile kindly and blush even darker.
“oh and y/n?” he starts before you close the door, grabbing your attention.
“yea eddie?” you answer sheepishly.
“i hope this,” he pauses pointing to the cheek you kissed, “is part of the new usual.”
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blogfullofemos · 7 months
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Miguel on Supportive Husband Duties
Okay, me 🤝 lactation kink and Miguel O'Hara breathing the same air. This man has every right to be a Daddy in me 😲 (I meant to write in my eyes but as you can see, the mind never lies at night). But enough about me, enjoy this depravity of mind. It's really not THAT filthy. Also give your girl some feedback, let me know how you truly feel lmaoo.
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Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x fem!reader
Summary: A heated debate becomes the prime example of what not to do when you're expecting.
Warnings: Lactation, a lot of descriptive words to explain how lactation works, oral fixation on it.
Word Count: 1836
Enjoy you filthy scalawags. I love it though. 😈
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   Miguel sat back with crossed arms as he watches the scene play out before him. Calling, for yet another, group meeting to better the team on catching anomalies. Something he much rather have done himself. “But Miguel you have to see the broader picture....”, “Miguel just hear me out…”, “Miggyy can you just give it a chance…” your voice echoes within his tension headache. Intentionally staring at you from across the table while you were deep in the throes of passionate word spar about tree branches with the group. He wondered why you were getting so aggravated by such a small thing that Peter, of all people, would bring up. Putting all the spiders in the room (Jessica, Gwen, you, Hobie, Pavitr, and Peter) into a whirlpool of sassy remarks and quick rebuttals. Even Mayday had her say in it; loudly babbling and blowing wet raspberries as she sat on the middle of the table. 
    He silently seethed in annoyance as he continued to observe. Jessica, Gwen, Hobie, and Pavitr in one ring. You and Peter in the other. Mayday just being her usual chaotic evil to even out the playing the field. He saw as your face slowly redden and eyes watered over time, constantly having to adjust something about yourself while you tried to catch your bearings. Miguel’s brow rose at your odd composure, “ALRIGHT, EVERYONE CALLATE!!” he roars slamming his hands on the table while lurching forward. He did it on your behalf, not too sure if you were becoming too uncomfortable by the situation. But he could definitely tell you were overwhelmed. Shockingly everybody’s incessant yelling dwindled down into sly laughs and a few sucking of the teeth. Mayday just simply turning her back to him. “NOW LET’S FOCUS ON SOMETHING MORE IMPORTANT!! LIKE CATCHING ANOMALIES!! THE REASON THAT WE CAME FOR!!” he continues to yell, as his hands gave a theatrical display to his words.
    Miguel sits back down and sighs in relief, “Now I know tree branches be whacking us off our game, but it just shows that we need to be more vigilant.” He says pinching the bridge of his nose. Albeit he lost a few anomalies because of those hellish whips of leaves, its why he much prefers a city landscape. Like mostly all the spiders do. “It’s all about timing and-.”. Jessica clears her throat.
“The velocity of the swing guys. I don’t have it fully down myself, but I’ve gotten better. Now to the anomalies.”
“Uh Mig-.”
“Shut. Up. Peter. The anomalies are only getting stronger and wiser. Wiser. That’s what-.”
“MIG!!” Mayday babbles clear enough to shock Miguel out of his technical rant. Stopping him from massaging his nose to ease the tension headache still beating at his temples. He looks at Mayday, who’s now in her dad’s arms, and points at you with furrowed brows. Making everyone’s eyes slowly travel from her to you, as you bring your eyes down to where she was pointing. Two apparent dark spots rest on your green shirt, making you and Miguel realize the reason why Mayday tried to say her first ever word. In seconds you stood up and covered your chest, your face turning back a brighter shade of red as you rushed out a “I need to go to the bathroom.”, before awkwardly stumbling away from your seat and running out the door. “Now Mayday, what did I say about pointing.” Peter says as Miguel gets off his seat to follow behind your trails.
     As he enters his private bathroom, he can hear your sniffles bounce from the walls. It didn’t take him long to see you wiping your eyes with tissues as you looked at yourself in the mirror. “This is so embarrassing!” you sob, throwing the tissue into the sink. 
“It’s only natural bebita.” he goes behind you and rests his chin on your head looking at you through the reflection; “S’nothing to beat yourself up over.” He finishes as he wraps his arms around you. But before he could fully pull you into an embrace, you hiss and push his arms away instantly making him drop them. You whine as you spin to rest your head on his chest, “It hurts Miguel.” You inform him quietly as he brushes the back of your head. Miguel closes his eyes as he racks his brain from jumbled lewd thoughts to more empathetic solutions. Giving the top of your head a peck, he simply states “Take off your shirt.”. You look up at him with watery doe-full eyes, making every state of his being fight to stay as innocent and professional as ever. He gives you a reassuring smirk before giving you a peck to your lips, “Trust me carino.” He soothes.
   You move away from him once more to take off your shirt, following your now soaked bra. Exposing your full breasts before him, and god did it awaken the urge he always had for you. You sniffled as you wiped your eyes with your hands, slowly calming down knowing it’s just you two. Miguel looks at you “You okay?” he asks touching base once more.
“Yeah.”. Miguel looks at your heavy breast, seeing as your veins became more apparent under your skin. This wasn’t his first rodeo helping his lover through the milestones of childbearing, but he could tell it was yours. “Alright bebita, so all you have to do is massage your breasts.” he instructs, keeping his distance between you two. He didn’t want to fully take charge of the situation, not knowing if it would make you uncomfortable and also wanting you to learn by your own. So he just decided to guide you. You place your hands on your breasts and make a stuttered side to side motion, “Like this?” you say looking at yourself. Miguel bites his bottom lip as he shakes his head, with an unapproving hum. The size difference between your hands and breasts just so treacherously sinful that his cock has something to say about it. “More of a circular motion around your areola, and you must make sure you apply enough pressure to help the milk flow out. As you do try to pinch your nipple throughout the process.” he instructs.
    “Okay.” you affirm, trying to find your rhythm with the session. After a few minutes of you focusing on yourself, Miguel quickly sees your frustrations build up as only small spurts left your swell mounds. In seconds you let out an exasperated sigh as you throw your hands down, “Miguel don’t just stand there!! Help me!!” you yell and that’s all he needed to hear. In seconds his broad hands takes a firm hold of your breasts, making you let out a quiet “Oh.” As you move back. The bathroom sink stopping your in an instant, “Watch me carino.” He coos, making your cheeks flare with unabashed lust. You loved when his voice instinctually sung to you, warm and enticing. “Yeah okay.” you say breathless, looking down at your hand covered breasts. You watch as Miguel meticulously massaged your breasts with a firm circular motion, hissing as you grip the edge of the sink. “I know bebita. It only hurts the first few times you do it, promise.” He says lovingly. After a few more moments, your milk starts flowing freely easing your pain drip by drip. You throw your head back as you close your eyes, breathing out in content, lavishing at the feel. As you bring your head back, you look up at Miguel and smile. Flashing reddish/brown eyes looking back at you with shaky restraint, “You’re making a mess bebita.” He taunts as his hands deepen the massage. You bite your bottom lip, stifling a moan “Yeah… W-well where else is the milk going to go?” you quip. Suddenly you watch as his eyes stay its reddish hue as he pinches one of your nipples to go at even level to the other.
    “Where it truly belongs.” he coos once more, before wrapping his lips around your budding nipple. In an instant your washed with an intense feeling of overwhelm as you feel him suckle you. Your legs trembling to stay still while you take hold of his head. You throw your head back again, unable to watch the man you love before you drink your milk with such fervor. You moan as you feel his teeth slightly pinch while his tongue prodded and lapped at your nipple. Hearing him audibly take in every gulp. As he finished his job on that breast, he popped his mouth off and you looked back to him. His hair becoming a sweaty mess as his dress pants were making his desires more apparent to you. His eyes lull like he’s already milk drunk. If only you knew how drunk he was on the prospect of fucking you right on the bathroom sink. Nice and quick, but he didn’t want to ruin anymore of your clothes. Evening out his breaths he looks at you, “Last one.” He says with a smirk. Suddenly you watch as Miguel licks the milk from the back of his hand before latching onto you again. Your body naturally rutting out for some friction as the lewd display ignited the dam to crack within you. You try to look away and distract yourself with something in the space, but Miguel pops off and tells you “Keep your eyes on me bebita.”. And you obey, god do you obey when you see him kneel in front of you. He nips your nipple making you hiss and tug his hair, earning a roll of his eyes and a grunt as he drank. You realize his other free hand is now between his legs, squeezing himself when he gets too flustered. 
      He lets milk seep out the corners of his mouth, making you thoughtlessly say “I want a taste.”. He moans as he squeezes himself again, his cock aching treat his baby right. After a few more swallows, he gathers as much milk as he could from your diminishing supply and pops off. In seconds he takes your lips with his in a bruising kiss, making you lean over the sink so the back of your head rest on the mirror. You taste your milk as he swaps it from his mouth to yours and swallow, gripping his shirt sleeve as you feel his hand cup your covered sex. After a few more tongue dances and rubs to your sensitive bundle of nerves, you break the messy make out. “Not here.” You say catching your breath.
“Need you.” Miguel pleads rubbing his head with yours like a cat.
“I know baby.” You give his lips a peck “But we need to get back before they truly suspect what we were doing was right. I’m in their heads enough today.” You conclude pushing him off and away from you.
“Now give me your shirt and lets go end this meeting, if they haven’t gotten the hint yet.”
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lunaetiicsaystuff · 5 months
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DAYLIGHT
part 1 , part 2
lando norris x fem!oc
( yes, its gonna be a series and yes, i guess this is my comeback on tumblr)
summary: Adaezela Samu and Lando Norris have called each other their best friends for as long as they can both remember, until one of them decides to deal with the raising tension between them.
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crazy girl broke in and stole food from f1 driver Lando Norris, please send help
adaezelasamu at least shes not martha level of crazy, you should be grateful
⤷landonorris im very much happy with this crazy girl
alex_albon weird, it also happened to me but the crazy girl was different 🤔
⤷landonorris then it must be a common thing, better lock the doors guys
⤷lilymhe ahahaha you are so funny
⤷adaezelasamu come here wifey, I'll defend us both 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻
⤷lilymhe my hero 💗💖💘💓💕💖💓
lilymhe wow send her my address i want her to break in my house too
⤷adaezelasamu OMW
⤷landonorris lily stop stealing MY best friend 😐😐
user1 its the way alex was talking about lily, his gf, and lando just went "it happens to all of us ig 🙂" as if adaezela was his gf lmaoo
user2 SHE LOOKS SO GOOD HOW
user3 she has such pretty smile omg 🥹
carlossainz55 what did you cook ada
⤷adaezelasamu some appetizers and then a pasta cacio and pepe, of course everything was great as usual
⤷carlossainz55 you will have to prepare us something one day
⤷landonorris nope she only cooks for me and herself actually 😁😁
⤷adaezelasamu not true, stop lying 😁😁😁
⤷landonorris you just broke my heart 😁😁😁😁
⤷adaezelasamu i dont care 😁😁😁😁😁
⤷carlossainz55 you two are so dumb i swear
georgerussell63 carmen says hi!
⤷adaezelasamu tell her i say that I miss her!!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞
⤷landonorris why are you all so affectionate with my ady 😕😕
⤷georgerussell63 jealous much?
⤷landonorris yes she was my best friend first
⤷adaezelasamu lando, there is plenty of me to share between carmen, lily and you
⤷landonorris no comment
user4 shes very pretty, how long have then been together?
⤷user5 never, they are TECHNICALLY childhood best friends but everyone can see they basically in love with each others
⤷user4 oh
user6 the way lando is jealous of how much attention the others are giving to her lmfao 😭😭
⤷user7 its the way he's always saying MY best friend, MY ady , man is whipped
user8 lando could you please win the next grand prix? thank you 🧡🧡🧡🧡
user9 i missed seeing adaezela
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somebody tell this man to let me go home PLEASE
landonorris NOOOO
landonorris LET ME BOTHER YOU FOREVERRRR
user1 oh to be adaezela, complaining about lando norris wanting to be with you 24/7
⤷user2 FR like pass him to me if you dont want him 😭😭
user3 mama y papa
landonorris she doesn't want to leave anymore 🤪🤪
⤷adaezelasamu you literally gaslighted me because you were sCaReD or wtv
⤷landonorris YOU DONT KNOW WHAT SHE COULD DO
⤷adaezelasamu POLICE OFFICERS ARE LITERALLY OUTSIDE OF MY HOUSE TO PREVENT HER FROM DOING WEIRD SHIT??
⤷landonorris yeah but what if 😕
⤷adaezelasamu there you go, making me feel bad again
⤷landonorris 😕😕😕😕😕😕😕
⤷adaezelasamu FINE ill sleep here
⤷user4 honestly what the fuck is fuck is happening?? like police officers outside of Adaezela'a house? lando being scared for her??
lilymhe babe call me plsss🙂
⤷adaezelasamu yes ma'am 🫡
user5 what kind of life are these two living like wtf 😭😭
carlossainz55 what is happening
⤷landonorris ill call you carlos dw
⤷user6 so not even lily or carlos knows what's going on??
charles_leclerc how is he even sleeping there
⤷landonorris talent
⤷adaezelasamu hes just weird charles dont ask questions
⤷user7 PLSSSS ADAEZELA 😭😭
user8 couple goals honestly
⤷user9 exactly, i want what these bitches have 😭
user10 what is happening??? I hope both of them are ok cause wtf
⤷adaezelasamu guys dont worry, both me and lando are fine! we just had an encounter with a crazy fan
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