Hey. My name is Mixie and welcome to my page. I’m glad that you’re here, existing. <3
A little about me…
24 ☆ INTJ ☆ Virgo ☆ Enneagram 9 The Peacemaker ☆ Poli Sci major ☆
Current Fave songs:
⁃ Mayday by Coldrain & Ryo,
⁃ RUNRUNRUN by Dutch Melrose,
⁃ You Wanted More by VIOLENT Vira
I’m literally the type of person that if you start talking to me randomly I will act like we’ve known each other for 7+ years. So please don’t hesitate to tag me/talk to me I’d love to make more online friends even if it’s temporary <3
Some characters I love:
JJK- Noritoshi Kamo, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Toge Inumaki, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Choso Kamo, Ryomen Sukuna
Blue Lock- Rensuke Kunigami, Jingo Raichi, Reo Mikage, Ikki Niko, Okuhito Iemon, Tsurugi Zantetsu, Rin Itoshi, Hiiragi Reiji
Fire Force- Vulcan Joseph, Karim Flam
Bungo Stray Dogs- Doppo Kunikida, Ango Sakaguchi, Oda Sakunosuke, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Mushitarō Oguri
Kaiju no. 8 - Leno Ichikawa, Soshiro Hoshina
Psycho Pass- Nobuchika Ginoza, Shinya Kogami
Tokyo Revengers- Takashi Mitsuya, Shuji Hanma, Chifuyu Matsuno
Some Characters I Kin (HEAVILY):
Atsushi (BSD)
Maki (JJK)
Ango (BSD)
Oda (BSD)
Younger Geto (JJK)
Writer, Artist, Anime quote enthusiast, book & art lover, dark academia & gore, Halloween enthusiast 🎃
MASTER LIST COMING SOON!
Will be posting some fanfics on here and on my AO3. Follow me on:
AO3 (fanfics)- Mxxdygrizzle
Twitter (unhinged)- Mxxdygrizzle
TikTok (anime edits/etc)- Mxxdy_grizzle
(See a theme? Lmao) 🖤🤍
"People need to be told they're worthy of being alive by someone else, or they can't go on." - Atsushi BSD
“Stop pitying yourself. Pity yourself, and life becomes an endless nightmare.” - Dazai BSD
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BOOM!
That was all I heard before everything running on power at home went off. I was trying to set up some lamps, but like every time I attempted to do some craft work on my own, I screwed up. Needless to say I had no idea what to do and where the general power switch was and as a newly-comer in the neighbourhood, I was too shy to ask for help from anyone around the corner. They might thought I were an idiot.
The choice I had been left with was to find an electrician who could immediately come to spot and fix the problem. Luckily, I had some cash at home to pay him.
I started browsing on Google and entered a website where I could find all types of technicians with the help of personalised filters. As I was scrolling down, I caught a profile that seemed interesting.
Ben Woolwich
Electrician for all type of devices and circuits
Address: 1147 Melrose Street, East Cotton Fields, GA
I was pretty surprised because his address was exactly next to my house (I was at 1149 and he was at 1147 Melrose Street). He was also available online and had a chat section for texts, so I decided to communicate through it.
-Hello, Mr Woolwich! My names Joey O'Hagan and I'm currently facing a power cut at my new home, which is right next to your location at 1149 Melrose Street. Is it possible to come help me now or maybe later? I'd be very grateful if you did!
-Hello Joey! I'm a little busy at the moment, but I hope you can wait for about 15 minutes. Is that okay?
-Of course, take your time!
As he promised, Mr Woolwich arrived in exactly 15 minutes. The bell rang, I opened the door and saw a guy much taller than me, in his late 40s or early 50s, almost bald, black, with a shy yet very cute smile. A short beard and mustache added extra appeal to his face. All in all, I found him super attractive.
- Hi, is this Joey?
-Yes. Come in, Mr Woolwich.
-No need to keep it formal, just call me Ben, he said and patted my shoulder, still smiling. That gave me goosebumps.
-Alright, Ben, let me show you what's going wrong, I answered and led him to the living room where I was trying to set the lamp that blacked out my whole house. He checked it out and then went to see the power switches. After a couple of minutes, he told me:
-Looks like you can't install these lamps at this home. They need high voltage to run on and the power of your house can't support them. Where did you buy them from?
-Amazon, but I think they are distributed to the market by a European company.
-Now it all makes sense. You see, Joey, power voltage of facilities in Europe is double as high as the ones in the US. You need to buy your lamps from the country, because it looks like you were scammed.
I felt such a moron for not knowing that.
-Oh my goodness! I guess that's what I get for being irrelevant to crafts.
Ben laughed at my line.
-Don't worry, lad. Nobody's born knowing every single thing. I suppose you don't have any other lamps to put, do you?
I nodded negatively.
-You're very lucky though because I have some at my car for such cases. I'm bringing them right now.
Not much later, he had come back and installed every lamp at my home's rooms.
-I don't know how to thank you, Ben, I said after he finished.
-Don't say that, son. That's my job.
I got my wallet out of my pocket to pay him, but he cut it off.
-No need to. Take this as a welcome to the neighbourhood.
-But I need to pay off for your help. Maybe want to have a coffee? I mean, if you aren't busy.
Ben thought a bit about it.
-Well, I don't have anything else, my day is over. Okay, let's have that coffee. I'd like an espresso.
I was so happy he accepted my offer. In fact, it would be a shame if I didn't express my gratitude for his assistance. I quickly made us coffee and sat at the kitchen table.
-Tell me about you, Joey. What do you do in your life? He asked.
-I just graduated from college and now I work as a nurse at a hospital in Atlanta. I'm originally from Indiana, but just recently settled here for my job. What about you?
Ben sipped his coffee before responding.
-Apart from the fact that I'm an electrician, I'm also a local. I've lived most of my life here, but I used to live in Boston until 35. Then I came back to Georgia, got married and divorced a few months ago. My wife was never really interested into marriage and family, she was a woman of career. We weren't getting along lately for this reason, so divorce was inevitable. Now she lives in Vegas.
-I'm sorry to hear that. Hope it was for the better.
-It was indeed. And neither of us has hard feelings. My only regret is for not having realised it earlier. I feel like we both wasted each other's years.
-I understand.
-And you? I guess such a nice guy can't be single. He changed the subject. To be honest, I never feel comfortable enough to tell other straight guys about my sexuality and personal life. You know, it's the fear of homophobic reactions. But somehow Ben didn't give me this vibe. I was a little nervous and felt my face burning and blushing. My heart sank when he called me nice with the deep, rough voice of his.
-We have something in common, I started saying. I too recently broke up.
Ben was looking at me fully interested.
-Well, he basically was my boyfriend since high school. We applied at the same college so we could be together. I was so in love with him until I caught him in our room with one of his co-players at the tennis club, who had also become his best friend.
Every time I had to talk about Aaron, I would get overwhelmed. Ben must have noticed that and came closer to comfort me. Contrary to what I feared of, he was absolutely understanding and made me feel safe to talk freely.
-Well, at least you got rid of this asshole. You can now find someone who will treat you how you deserve.
-Thank you, I said, looking him in the eyes. I had just realised we had come very close and he was technically hugging me, with his one arm around my shoulders. I felt our breaths crashing on each other. I couldn't hold myself anymore. My scrotum was getting larger as I felt his muscles on my thin body, as I smelled his sweat. But I knew I stood no chance. He told me he was married to a woman.
I looked instinctively at his buldge. To my surprise, it was getting bigger.
-What are you looking at, boy? You want to try it? He asked.
I had so many things to think about. Was he attracted to men too? How did we reach at this point? Did he like me? Did I really want this?
I skipped all those questions, didn't answer and just kissed him. Gently at first, but then he wanted it more harsh. He pulled me to his chair, sat me on his lap and rolled his tongue into my mouth. He then started sweeping my blonde curls with his manly fingers. The tension between us had gotten dangerous and I had a feeling there was no way back.
We stopped our kiss and he took off my shirt. He started leaving a kiss trail from my neck all the way down to my slim, hairless belly. He then got topless and raised his armpit. I leaned in to sniff and lick it -it smelt so strong and sweaty. Later on, he raised me in his hug, since I was easy to carry in his muscles, and we took things to my bedroom.
He tossed me in the bed. While he started softly, he was getting more aggressive with time and I loved that. He climbed above me and trapped me under his ripped, hunky body. We removed more of our clothing, until we were left fully naked. We kept on kissing passionately, until he turned around, leaned and started licking my hole.
-So tight, warm and moisty, exactly how I like it, he said and spat on it. He then dipped his tongue in it and devoured it like ice cream. I was already moaning and panting. Didn't know where he had gotten those skills, but I didn't mind to know either. He was doing it so well that I just sat there and enjoyed.
-To keep you entertained while I devour you little boy pussy, I'll give you something to play with, he said. Next thing I knew, he had turned his feet to my head and swang his swollen, elongated and nine-inches enormous cock around my face. His head bumped my cheeks and nose, until I finally grabbed it in my mouth. I took big gulps of it down my throat, without choking and despite the fact I couldn't fit it.
-Jesus Christ, you're killing me, boy. I haven't had a blow like that in ages!
I felt so proud he appreciated my service. I also gripped my fingers around his penis, to add extra pleasure. I played along with it a little and rubbed gently his cock vein, as he massaged my asshole with his tongue and lips and he smacked my buttcheeks.
After a while, I sensed his first precum on my tongue. I then took out his dick and jerked it, focusing on the head.
-Alright, Joey, enough with the appetiser. Let's get to the main dish, he commanded. He instantly turned around and we kissed for a bit.
-Spread your legs, little faggot, he growled as he dragged them on his shoulder.
-Yes, sir, I said. I opened the gap and he slid two fingers inside my arse.
-I'm making some extra space for my monster cock inside here. Don't wanna cause you a sore cunt.
I didn't say anything since I was gasping. I couldn't process how pleasant this experience felt.
-And you should be grateful about that. I could cause a big damage to your small boypussy but I choose to make it easier for you. Show me your gratitude. Say "thank you, daddy".
-Thank you daddy, I repeated moaning. I felt so vulnerable and weak next to his presence and his hand around my neck didn't help me either.
-Good boy, he whispered to my ear. He then took out his fingers and put his rock hard, beast manhood in it.
Despite the fact he had stretched my butthole with his fingers, his dick still felt too fat and I felt pressure down there. I can't say I disliked it though.
-F-fuck, Ben, it's huge and thick!" I moaned through my gasps.
-Shut the fuck up and take it like a good little obedient slut!" he roared.
-Yes, sir.
-Good boy. Take it all in like a real man and stop crying.
-Okay, daddy, I mumbled quietly, then approached his face and kiss his lips hungrily.
He then got up, pushed me away, laid on his back and I kneeled around his legs to ride his horse. He wrapped his strong hands around my waist, slapped my buttocks twice and I kept on clapping my cheeks on his nuts.
Ben started rubbing my nipples with his fingers. They progressively got harder and slightly ached, but the worst thing was that I was feeling too close to finish and it provoked my orgasm. That basically made me shout very loudly. Ben must have understood that and he decided to change position. He laid me on my belly and laid his body on my back.
Now my weakness and his dominance brought my orgasm even closer. I kept on shouting and moaning, so Ben decided to gag me with his manly hand.
-I must keep you quiet, son. We don't want to annoy the neighbours, do we? He asked, smiling in a nasty way.
I nodded a No since he had shut my mouth. He carried on fucking me mercilessly, drilling my hole, making it his property. Oh God, he made sex much better that most guys my age.
Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore. He had already hit my G spot and suddenly, I sensed a river of hot, thick liquid pouring out of my cock, which was squashed below my body. The bed turned wet and warm below my abdomen. The sweet pain of orgasm spread all over my groinal area. I felt so loose and light.
Ben realised I was done from the tone of my mumbles behind his fingers. He stopped his pace for a moment, took some deep breaths and pulled out of me. He kissed my cheek and neck and then demanded that I turn around and open my mouth. Of course I did as he pleased. He began jerking his meat in front of my face and his head tickled my tongue.
-ARGH, AUGH! He growled and soon a white line rolled out of his penis, its content dripping on my tongue and being shot aroung my lips. I took a last suck of his head and then he curled up next to me to cuddle.
-Did you like it? he asked me first, still panting. I was laying on his sweaty chest.
-I loved it, daddy, I answered and kissed his boop. He stroke my hair and kissed my forehead.
-Happy to know. By the way, I wish I could do this everyday with you.
-Well, looks like now that I moved in the area, it will be easy to do it anytime, neighbour! I joked and he laughed as we gave a kiss on our lips.
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Reading List, Bottom of the Year edition.
"Never rush the sweet, delicate time between what’s now and what’s next.” [Jillian Anthony]
Image: Arctic explorer Peter Freuchen and his wife Dagmar Cohn, by Irving Penn (1947)
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My frozen year [Anna Codrea- Rado]
An Exhausting Year in (and Out of) the Office [Cal Newport, The New Yorker]
The Ketamine Diaries from Isabel Kaplan, in the proud tradition of "incredible yarns that light up the internet that can only exist as a newsletter series".
"Knowing what I wanted, even for a moment, felt like a form of knowing who I was again, and deciding that, maybe, that person was someone worth trusting." Learning to Want Again [Rainesford Stauffer, TIME]
"There are different ways of being a woman, and it’s really important for people to see that." Jodie Foster, interviewed in the Guardian [Emma Brockes]
Your Friends Don’t All Have to Be the Same Age [Annie Midori Atherton, The Atlantic]
Is 11.30am on a Sunday a good time for a first date? This is the best thing I've ever read about just how exhausting dating can be. TL;DR there's no such thing as a low stakes date [Tiffany Philippou]
Age-Gap Relationships! The Cut did a deep dive with interviews and photos, and presented it without prejudice, but the internet had no such qualms! A delicious piece of journalism. [Lila Shapiro]
‘I left the cinema, walked home and announced I was moving’ Films that made people emigrate [Kitty Drake, The Guardian]
Does an unhappy partner make you less happy? Heck yes. [Shayla Love, The Guardian]
The Rise of the Accidentally Permissive Parent - They're out there, and they're creating monsters [Elizabeth Passarella, The Cut]
The Whole of the 'Whole Earth Catalog' Is Now Online [Boone Ashworth, Wired]
Should Patients Be Allowed To Die From Anorexia? [Katie Engelhart, The New York Times]
In the 1990s, a group of radical artists smuggled political messages into Melrose Place [Isaac Butler, Slate]
Just How Rich Were the McCallisters in ‘Home Alone’? A serious investigation [Amanda Holpuch, The New York Times]
Roaming Wild Rosie, a YouTube channel.
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The Ultimate Guide to Los Angeles Oversized T-Shirts: Embracing Comfort and Style
In the bustling fashion scene of Los Angeles, where trends are born and style is a way of life, oversized T-shirts have emerged as a wardrobe staple that effortlessly combines comfort and trendiness. These roomy garments not only provide a relaxed fit but also make a bold fashion statement that reflects the laid-back yet chic vibe of the city. In this guide, we'll delve into the world of Los Angeles Oversized T Shirt, exploring their origins, styling tips, and why they've become a must-have item for fashion enthusiasts.
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