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ADHD & Organization
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#adhd#adhd post#adhd & organization#staying organized#living with adhd#adhd problems#feel free to share/reblog#Source: Future ADHD (Facebook)#tw bright colors#tw eye strain
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Quest Board VS To-Do Lists
I made some tiktoks of my process as I was making my Quest Board and a lot of people liked the idea so I thought I'd share it here:
I like lists but they tend to overwhelm me with information that I already know and stress over. Lists also make me feel like I need to complete the tasks on them in order, regardless of if I consciously realize I don't have to or not. Completing tasks on a list out of order makes me feel disordered/disorganized.
Why can't there be a way to have a visual of all the tasks I want to complete without it being a list? How can I make doing the things I have to do more enjoyable?
QUEST BOARD!!!
A quest board allows you to choose when and what you want to do. When you have the time/energy, head over to your quest board and pick a quest! It's your choice of what to accomplish next!
One of the best things about quest listings is that there are rewards! You can choose a reward for completing your quest/task! Could be anything: a piece of candy, an extra chapter of your book, that special tea in the back of the cupboard.
Not all tasks are the same level of difficulty, you could color code the tasks with bigger rewards for completion of the bigger tasks!
I used a $10 cork board and $1 wooden sign decorated with cooking twine and paint markers for mine, but really all you need for a functional quest board is some sticky notes and a designated area!
You can tape off an area on your wall, use a door, use a piece of paper, or even a mirror. You could use tape and paper if you don't have access to sticky notes, or you could write it all on a whiteboard if that works better for you.
I Can't Think of Any Rewards/The Rewards Aren't Enticing...
You could have life be even more like a game for a moment and assign skill points to each task. You can have wherever kind of skills or stats you want!
Cleaned the kitchen? +5 Cleanliness
Swept the floor? +2 Agility
Got out of bed? +1 Motivation
You can keep a notebook or log of all the points you earn and stats you've raised. There could be thresholds or requirements to "level up" in which maybe you get an even bigger reward like a day off or you get to purchase something you've been putting off.
There is so much you can do with a quest board. I'm so excited to have come up with this idea and share it with others!
#crafts#todolists#stayingorganized#questboard#to-do list#staying organized#quest board#diy#do it yourself#diy projects#sorry's thoughts
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trying to stay organized
#staying organized#justified#justified fx#fanfic#stucky#phlintasha#plus the unnamed long thing that is a justified fic#and a short about Ava/Boyd/Raylan#current wip
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Get the Most Out of Your Income Tax Filing Near You
Are you ready to make the most out of your income tax filing? It's that time of the year again when individuals and businesses alike need to navigate the complex world of taxes. But fret not, because with the right approach and guidance, you can turn tax season into an opportunity to maximize your returns and minimize your stress. One of the best ways to achieve this is by finding expert assistance near you.
Here are some tips to help you get the most out of your income tax filing experience:
1. Seek Local Expertise: When it comes to taxes, each region may have its own set of rules and regulations. By working with a tax professional near you, you can benefit from their local expertise and insights. They understand the specific nuances of your area's tax laws and can help you optimize your filing accordingly.
2. Maximize Deductions and Credits: One of the keys to maximizing your tax return is to take advantage of all eligible deductions and credits. A tax professional can help identify deductions you might have overlooked and ensure you claim all applicable credits, ultimately reducing your tax liability and increasing your refund.
3. Plan for the Future: Tax season shouldn't just be about looking back at the previous year; it's also an opportunity to plan for the future. A knowledgeable tax advisor can offer valuable advice on tax-efficient strategies for saving and investing, helping you make informed decisions that will benefit you in the long run.
4. Stay Organized Throughout the Year: The key to a smooth tax filing process is staying organized year-round. Keep track of receipts, expenses, and any relevant documents as they arise. By maintaining good records, you'll be better prepared come tax time and less likely to miss out on potential deductions.
5. Stay Informed About Changes: Tax laws and regulations are constantly evolving, which is why it's essential to stay informed about any changes that may affect your filing. Your local tax professional can keep you updated on relevant updates and advise you on how to adapt your tax strategy accordingly.
6. Utilize Technology: Many tax professionals now offer online filing options, making it easier than ever to submit your taxes from the comfort of your own home. Take advantage of these technological advancements to streamline the filing process and reduce the risk of errors.
7. Don't Procrastinate: Lastly, don't wait until the last minute to file your taxes. By starting early and giving yourself plenty of time, you'll avoid unnecessary stress and have more opportunities to explore tax-saving strategies.
In conclusion, getting the most out of your income tax filing near you requires a proactive approach and the assistance of knowledgeable professionals. By seeking local expertise, maximizing deductions and credits, planning for the future, staying organized, staying informed about changes, utilizing technology, and avoiding procrastination, you can ensure a smooth and successful tax season. So don't wait any longer – reach out to a tax professional near you and start optimizing your tax return today!
#company registrati#expenses#planning for the future#staying organized#charteredaccountants#business consulting#tax consultant
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Why You're Not Organised: 5 Proven Ways To Stay Organize (And What You Can Do About It)
Struggling with disorganization can be a common challenge in our fast-paced, modern lives. It’s all too easy to become overwhelmed by the multitude of tasks, responsibilities, and commitments that demand our attention. However, there are proven strategies to combat disorganization and reclaim control of our daily routines. From making effective to-do lists to breaking tasks into smaller,…
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I Make Lists About Writing Lists
I am a list maker. It’s the only way I can remember to get anything done. If you tell me something and you don’t see me write it down or make a note in my phone, then it’s not happening. Sometimes on my To-Do List is a note about making a new list. Once one list gets all scribbled over, it’s time to rewrite and revise the list.
I use four main things for my list writing:
My phone notes, a big…
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This is a picture from a notebook I started to stay a little more organized! (A list of some of the things I'm trying to afford.)
I'm brainstorming ideas how to possibly raise money since SSI obviously won't cover everything I want/need to pay for.
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Mastering Time and Creativity
Today, let's dive into the exciting world of time management and organization for full-time artists. #therogueartist #artistlife
Today, let’s dive into the exciting world of time management and organization for full-time artists. No, seriously, it can be exciting. If you’re anything like me, you’re not just an artist – you’re a juggling magician, trying to keep up with life, art, and everything in between.
Crafting a Creative CalendarPicture this: life, art, family, friends – all swirling around you. It’s a lot to…
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#artist life#facing challenges#rafi perez#rafi was here#Secret to success#staying organized#time management
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Do you guys notice how when Shawn Fain, president of the United Auto Workers union, started planning a general strike, he did it by a) targeting his messaging towards unions with the ability to safely and effectively strike in large numbers, b) laid out a clear, actionable plan for those unions to follow (setting contracts to all expire at the same time, since many unions cannot strike while under contract), c) is using union contracts to set clear, actionable demands that can be met in order to gauge success and provide an end goal, and d) started organizing FOUR YEARS before the proposed strike date to give people the chance to plan accordingly, because it takes a really freaking long time to get tens of millions of people organized?
You notice how he didn't do it by slapping a message on Twitter saying 'hey nobody go to work on Monday, that'll really show 'em'?
#those 'monday is a general strike stay home if you can!!!' posts are SO performative and they really annoy me#like. you MUST know you can't organize a general strike of tens of millions of people by sharing an infographic on twitter. Right?#don't even get me started on the most recent one that was like 'we understand the last strike only gave one day of notice'#'so this time we're giving you two! strike is on tuesday everyone don't forget!'#like GENUINELY was that supposed to be a joke#the linked article also touches on how difficult actual organizing a workplace is which is nice#because they mention previous failed attempts in which organizers basically just handed out leaflets#and assumed the benefits would be obvious. which i think is basically the equivalent of posting an infographic on twitter#which is to say - not effective at all. Organizing is a LOT of work! Running an effective union even more so!#labor rights
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DP x DC Writing Prompt #5
Damian does not glance back at Bruce when he knocks on the door. Instead they both wait in silence.
After a moment, the door opens.
"Hello," Jasmine, Jazz, Fenton greets politely, unsurprised to find the Waynes on her doorstep. Damian's expression grows ever darker at this revelation.
"Hello Ms. Fenton, are your parents home?" Bruce asks, placing a firm hand on Damian's shoulder, to ground as much as to restrain. To his credit he does not shake it off.
"No, they're out of town for a conference," the eighteen year-old says, opening the door wider. "But I think you'd better come in."
Bruce would normally decline, but Ms. Fenton is a legal adult and he has already, even unknowingly, waited 16 years. Damian makes the choice for him, striding past the threshold.
"Please take a seat," Jazz says as she leads them to the living room. She ignores Damian's swinging head as he takes in the home. It is deceptively large, a 90s style house filled with modern furniture. The walls are bright, with purple and green accents that would normally feel garish but somehow work. The stairs leading to the second floor are lined with family photos that Bruce yearns to take a closer look at. "Can I get you anything? Coffee? Water?"
"No, that's alright, thank you," Bruce says, taking a seat on the long plush couch. A men's windbreaker lies haphazardly thrown across one of the arms. A closed container of Oreo cookies sit on the coffee table next to a physics textbook open to chapter 16, half covered in highlighter and filled with sticky notes. There's a child's painting framed next to the tv, a handprint made to look like a thanksgiving turkey in bright blue.
For the home of experimental scientists, it is cozy and well lived-in.
Damian repeatedly glances at the stairs through the doorway.
Bruce clears his throat. "We were hoping to--"
"I've texted--oh, I'm sorry," Jazz says, having spoken at the same time. Bruce gestures for her to go on.
"I've contacted Danny, he should be here soon. He was out with some friends." Jazz explains. As she hadn't pulled out a phone in their presence, Bruce can only deduce they have some sort of camera at their front door. This also explains Ms. Fenton's complete lack of surprise at their appearance.
"So you know who we are." Damian says, the first words he's spoken since they arrived at the house and the longest sentence he's spoken since they arrived in Amity Park.
"I do," Jazz says, calm in the face of Damian's clearly simmering anger. Bruce trusts him not to attack Ms. Fenton, but he still watches him carefully.
"He told you about me," Damian says. It is the same question, but it is also not.
"He did," Jazz says.
Damian swallows. "I see," he grits out.
Jazz's neutrality slips and her face softens in sympathy. "Damian," she starts hesitantly, but before she can say anything else the front door opens.
A moment later Bruce's son walks through the doorway, and Damian is on him.
This is what Bruce hoped to prevent, but despite his numerous checks of Damian's luggage his son has still managed to smuggle a small dagger, which he now produces and swings in a calculated arc at Daniel Fenton's jugular.
Danny dodges cleanly, and dodges every swipe thereafter in a manner that speaks to continued practice long after his time at the League. Damian is a perfect product of his training, but it is up against Danny his flaws come to light. He is just as good as he always was, but Danny is better.
In a matter of seconds Damian grows frustrated and sloppy in his attacks, completely atypical for him. Danny takes Damian out at the knees and pins him down with one arm, pressing his face into the carpet.
"Calm down," he orders. His voice is deeper than Damian's at sixteen to his twelve, the accent that still traces Damian's words completely gone from his speech. Damian growls and thrusts his head back into Danny's face, meeting it with a sharp thunk. He rolls up as Danny recoils, putting distance between them. Danny glares at him from several steps away, hand to his forehead. Damian tosses the dagger into his other hand as he charges, and to Bruce's surprise Danny does nothing more than turn his face to the side, allowing Damian to draw a sharp line down his cheek.
Damian stops dead in his tracks.
"Are you done?" Danny asks, blood beginning to pool at the seam of the cut.
Damian's expression is stricken, eyes stuck on the blood starting to drip down his brother's face.
"I said, are you done, Damian?" Danny asks. His voice is cold.
Damian hears him this time, and he flushes red. "I--you--"
Danny sighs. He looks at Jazz, whose expression is back to carefully controlled.
"Are you alright?" he asks her. She nods.
"You left me," Damian accuses, standing there holding his bloody dagger limply.
Danny turns back to him, raising an eyebrow.
"You left me," Damian repeats louder, rapidly blinking.
"Yes. I did." Danny provides no excuse nor any explanation. His stance is unyielding.
Damian's eyes bounce wildly, shifting to Jazz and Danny slides smoothly in front of her, protectively. He looks at Damian warily, not as if he is his brother, but as if he is a danger. Damian flinches.
Hope is the last to die, Bruce thinks, watching as that last bit of hope Damian had is extinguished, the knowledge working its way through every inch of his body like ice in his veins. His eyes darken. He turns and runs from the room, the front door slamming shut not a moment later.
Jazz stands up, pulling a few tissues from the box on the coffee table. She presses them to Danny's face, cupping his cheek until he holds it himself. "I'm going to go get the first aid kit," she says gently. It is a thinly veiled excuse to leave them alone, and Bruce is grateful for it as she heads for the stairs.
They both wait until her footsteps have faded, taking each other in. Bruce looks at his mother's eyes and the sharp turn of Talia's nose. Damian's everything, four years older.
"You shouldn't have come here," Danny says, throwing himself on the armchair Jazz has just vacated.
"You know who I am," Bruce says carefully.
Danny glares. "I've kept your secret. She nor my parents know."
"I know," Bruce says. "That's not what I meant. You know who I am. And who I pretend to be. So you know I am familiar with masks."
"And?" Danny asks, looking vaguely bored.
"And so I can recognize when someone is wearing one. Damian will too, once he's calmed down."
Danny's expression sharpens. "No, he won't. Because you are going to go to back to whatever bed and breakfast you're staying in, pack up, hop in your private jet and fly him back to Gotham immediately before the League realizes you've gone. If they haven't already," he mutters.
"This is about the League then," Bruce says. "Do you not believe I can protect you?"
"I don't need your protection," Danny snaps, and watches Bruce actively extrapolate with a dawning resignation. "So this is the World's Greatest Detective at work," he says, slumping bonelessly into his chair, the first teenager-y thing he's done.
"Damian's in danger from the League," Bruce says. Danny glares from his slump. It's almost cute. "And as long as the League doesn't know about you, he's safe."
"Draw your own conclusions," Danny says, baring his teeth. Damian often makes the same face. "As long as you leave."
"I can protect him. I can protect you both," Bruce says. "Let me help you."
Danny closes his eyes. He centers his breathing in an exercise someone has clearly walked him through in the past. Bruce would bet money on the adoptive sister waiting patiently upstairs.
"Mr. Wayne. You are not my father," he says. "My trust in you extends to the point that I left Damian in your care, but that is where it ends. And that was when it was sanctioned by the League. By coming here you have endangered those sanctions."
Bruce disregards the sting, doubling down on his analysis. Talia had left Damian with Bruce well after Danny had left the League. But Danny speaks as if the decision had been his.
Or perhaps, Bruce realizes, it is not that Danny decided upon it, but that Danny allowed it to continue.
Bruce takes a second to review what Oracle had gone over with him before they left for Amity. Daniel Fenton had by all accounts, since leaving the League, lived a fairly normal life. His adoptive parents were eccentric scientists dabbling in the occult but their findings that bordered pseudoscience circulated a very niche community of like-minded eccentrics. The bulk of their income came from alternative energy, a more viable source of study that they'd veered harder into in the past year or so, a government contract with the EPA currently in the works. This had in part funded a vacation to an all-inclusive resort the family had taken that past summer.
Danny received average grades in school, above average in science and mathematics, declining sharply in his freshman year and sophomore year before evening out around the second semester. He had gotten into fights repeatedly with one student in particular, suspended for two weeks following an incident that resulted in a the student receiving a black eye. Teachers reported him to be highly intelligent but distracted and removed. They had recommended he be evaluated for an attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder. He had no social media. He had missed multiple picture days. The ones he had attended he was sneezing, or a blur of movement, even going so far as to fall off his stool, legs flailing. Bruce had drank up every last one as Barbara had waited patiently.
A normal life. A family vacation to Bermuda. Average grades.
His freshman year, distracted and removed. The same year Damian had arrived at Bruce's home. Masks upon masks.
"You have informants within the League," Bruce says. Danny, to his credit, has no discernible tell. But there is no other explanation. "What will you do, if they find out you are alive?"
"That is none of your concern," Danny says, but he might as well be saying whatever I have to.
He never stopped practicing, after all.
"If they go after Damian, it is my concern."
"And that is why you need to take Damian back to Gotham before they do." Danny says. "I will take care of it."
Damian had barely spoken since he had realized Danyal was alive. But Bruce had seen the reverence in his eyes as he looked at the file.
"الوريث الصحيح" he had murmured. The rightful heir.
"You are proposing going after the entirety of the League with no backup," Bruce says. "Even if you think they won't kill you, you won't win either."
"Maybe they will," Danny says lightly. "Kill me. That would also work."
Bruce inhales sharply. "Danny," he starts.
"Go home, Mr. Wayne," Danny says, pushing himself up with one hand. The other still clutches the wad of tissue to his cheek, partially soaked with blood. "Go take care of your son."
"I'll go," Bruce says, "I'll take him to the Watchtower. And then I'll come back."
"Mr. Wayne-"
"I should've come for you," Bruce interrupts. "Sixteen years ago. I should've come for you."
Danny's brow furrows. "You had no idea I existed."
"But if I had. I would've come. I never would've left you there. And now that I know, I am not leaving you now."
For the first time Bruce watches Danny be completely caught off guard. He openly gapes at Bruce.
"You would've died," Danny lands on, voice thin. "They would've killed you."
"Unlike you, I would've brought backup." Bruce says, mimicking Danny's lightness.
He's lying. Sixteen years ago he would've thrown himself at the League to save his newborn son without a plan, without a thought beyond rescuing his baby.
Danny barks out a laugh. "You would've laid siege to Nanda Parbat with The Big Blue Boy Scout?" he looks wistful. "That would've been rad."
Bruce sees his opening. "Danny," he stands, eye to eye with his son. "Let me help you."
Danny evaluates him. "The Batman," he says softly. "I didn't want you to come, then. I didn't need one more person I had to prove myself to. All I wanted was to live amongst the stars, in the quiet of the cosmos."
"You want to be an astronaut," Bruce says. At Danny's cocked head, he says without shame, "I read your essay on personal heroes. You wrote about Edward White. Ad Astra Per Aspera."
Danny smiles slightly, sadly. "It is a rough road."
"You can be whatever you want to be," Bruce says. "I won't stand in your way."
"Even if I want to be Danny Fenton?" he asks.
"Even then."
Danny sighs. "I don't need your help Bruce," he says. "No," he says as Bruce opens his mouth. He pulls the wad of tissues away from his cheek. Underneath the splotches of dried blood the gash in his face has cleanly knit itself together, a faint white line now all that remains.
"I don't need your help," he says clearly. He holds a palm forward, and a green fire grows from its center, until the flames are licking delicately up his fingers.
"I know The Batman does not kill. But I am not a Robin. I am something else entirely," Danny says, his eyes reflecting the green of the flames. Or not, as he looks up at Bruce, his eyes green all on their own. They are sad. This is why he stayed away, Bruce realizes. Not out of fear. Danny is not afraid. Danny is tired.
But for his brother, Danny will wake up.
"And If the League takes one step towards Damian, I will raze them to the ground."
#Danny I AM RETIRED FROM MURDER Fenton#the informants are ghosts#the thing about deductive reasoning is sometimes you deduct incorrectly#particularly when you don't know about the ghosts#danyal al ghul#damian wayne#danny phantom#batman#dp x dc au#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc#dp x dc prompt#bruce wayne#this is an au where damian doesn't get blown up and lose most of his vital organs#like bruce still isn't a super responsible parent but no nine year olds blow up so that's something#danny: he only blew up once so he can stay with you#batman: he did get speared straight through but we fixed it#danny: he wHAT#i wrote this instead of eating dinner#because drafts are for the mentally healthy#tbh i don't think his name would be danyal al ghul in this one#he's trying really hard to stay under the radar I don't think he would choose essentially a homonym
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god i love skk sm i wish gay ppl were real :(
#LOTUS DRAWING ACTUAL POSES AND NOT JUST BUSTS??? WOAH#i swear i actually know anatomy and stuff i just never draw it bc it's too much effort#going to bed <<<<< staying up until two thirty to draw your otp#ALSO.. for those of you who know i'm rewatching bsd w my friend whose never seen it before.. we finally got to ep9#and she IMMEDIATELY clocked in on skk's toxic exes energy😭😭#also she calls chuuya childe bc hes a ginger and his first reaction to seeing dazai was “fight me >:)”#she was like “omgg..hes part of the evil organization🤭 and has beef w the protag (he wants to fuck them😏) *giggles* wait. TARTAGLIA😨😨‼️”#I WAS TRYING SO HARD NOT TO SCREAM.. I COULDNT LET HER KNOW HOW DISTRAUGHT I WAS HEARING THAT FOR THE TENTH TIME#anyway we finished s1 and chuuya's her fav character so far let's see if she can learn his actual name and stop calling him childe😭😭#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#bsd#dazai osamu#osamu dazai#chuuya nakahara#nakahara chuuya#soukoku#skk#lotus draws
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Did You Make These Top 10 Mistakes in Your 2022?
Did You Make These Top 10 Mistakes in Your 2022?
If you made any of these top 10 mistakes in your 2022, you’re not alone! Here’s how to avoid them in the future.
We all make mistakes in life. It’s hard to believe that another year has come and gone, but here we are in 2023! If you’re like most people, you’re probably eager to make this year the best one yet.
But before you get too far ahead of yourself, it’s important to make sure you don’t…
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#Avoid Mistakes#Failures#Having No Goals in Life#Journey to Success#Learn From Failure#Learn from mistakes#Mistakes#Self-improvement#staying organized#Staying positive#take action#Take Risks
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In my final hours
Something about the way his wings droop onto the floor…
I don’t know how to explain how this scene impacted me… the contrast of the cathedral with his angelic presence, the piercing echo of the organ as you approach, I could feel the anger radiating off the way he played…
But I might just be a little silly about it all and a bit too into the storytelling here
#myart#ultrakill#ultrakill gabriel#gabriel ultrakill#the process almost deterred me because I hated how it looked in the begining but I guess it looks better now#I just had to draw him playing the organ because god. god that scene#on the list of top 10 moments that will forever stay in my heart
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uncharted AU log
#orv#joongdok#dokhyuk#kim dokja#kdj#yoo joonghyuk#yjh#omniscient reader's viewpoint#uncharted#the first one is their first meeting as yjh was being pursued by an organization called star stream#and kdj happened to be after the same treasure#second one is just them being gay#and finally third…#what if they were trapped at the end of a temple and the only way to get out was to have one of them stay behind#and kdj knew about this all along but kept it to himself so that yjh could go out with the treasure...#ha ha...#also i hope you noticed that kdj's ankle are showing and appreciate it
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It's a lazy Sunday evening, and you're straddled across Nanami's lap, savoring the way he makes out with you slowly, carefully, hot breath fanning across your cheek as he leans in close to your ear and whispers,
"There's something I want you to know," he says, then flicks his tongue over your earlobe, making you shiver. The week had been stressful, incredibly busy, and you'd been behind on all the household chores. Nanami would always help, sure, but neither of you had time to do much of anything this week due to the demands of your schedule. So instead of stressing about it further, you decide that the dishes from dinner can wait. Your husband's lips are far more tempting.
You grind down against his lap, hand drifting to the noticeable bulge in his unbuttoned slacks. You hum in acknowledgement, lifting your chin so he can kiss the column of your throat. "What is it?"
He breathes against your skin, hands kneading at the spread of your hips, pulling you closer, closer, until there's no space left between you.
He nips at the sensitive skin just below your ear and lowers his voice an octave. You could cum on the spot.
"I hired a housekeeper."
#you guys#i need someone to help me stay organized in the midst of all the chaos#i love my house. hate the mess.
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Thomas Barrow is such a funny character, it’s like, man wants job security, proceeds to go about attempting to secure his job and land promotions in ways that will ensure his prompt termination. Somehow against all odds he continues to be rehired/accidentally promoted to everyone’s disbelief, including his own. Some suspect divine intervention is involved.
#thomas barrow#downton abbey#I enjoy all the implausible ways he’s somehow managed to stay#including and not limited to#soap#dog theft#fire#and old age#although the last one is like#he was being trained to be a butler as an underbutler#what fountain of youth did everyone think Carson was organizing an expedition for
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