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alumnusbf!mark helping you study
pairing: alumnus mark (who’s also your bf) x reader
genre: fluff
summary: you’re stressing over this one subject until your bf appears
“fucking hell” you mutter, your finals were in a week and you were currently studying the subject you have been dreading since the beginning of the study period. Studying for exams was not fun. Especially when you had this gnawing feeling in the pit of your stomach telling you that you were 100% going to fail.
markie
hey babe, you busy?
upon hearing the notification, you cursed at yourself as you swore you put your phone on do not disturb to avoid distractions .Yet here you were grabbing it to check the notification. turns out you did put your phone on do not disturb but since your boyfriend (who had to practically beg you to get removed off there texted you) was the origin of the notification, your phone still notified you.
being too lazy to write back, you just decided to call him
“hey, what’s up? I’m studying for my finals right now” you say after greeting him “oh really? I’m sorry to disturb then, how long have you been studying?” your boyfriend mark asks “hours. i literally had a full on mental breakdown studying the course because i suck at it and it feels like no matter how hard I study I just keep on failing” you say sighing “did you cry?” mark asks, maybe he knows you a little too well. “yea” you sigh yet again, it bothered you to see how big of a toll your academics were taking on you
“that’s a good thing then! wait no I don’t mean you crying is a good thing I meant it’s a good thing I’m on my way with food and stuff to give you a break” your boyfriend says making you laugh “mark, look I really truly appreciate it but I also really need to study” you say. honestly seeing how fucked you were because of this one course you couldn’t allow any distractions, and lord knows mark was a pretty big one
“no I know, we’ll just eat and then I’ll help you study. trust when I’ll leave you’ll be back in your academic weapon antics” mark says. after weighing your options (not that you had much of a choice seeing as though he was already on his way) you figured that maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea. you had the chance of having a boyfriend who already graduated which meant he already passed this course so maybe it’d actually help
“hi babe, i brought food” your boyfriend says, you were glad you had a boyfriend that supported your big backed antics. “i might make you my male wife at this point” you said as he hugged you. you guys then decided to turn on the tv and put a show none of you cared about for the sole purpose of having some background noise.
“okay, we’ve been slacking off for long enough, let’s get to studying now” your boyfriend says. you almost forgot about your finals for a second.
“okay, we’re done making the flash cards, quiz time” mark says quietly laughing upon seeing your face. “every right answer you get, i’ll kiss you” he says finding a way to motivate you as you looked like you were on the verge of dying. “I don’t think it helps, you distract me too much. i’ll probably only remember the kisses and not the actual class material” you reply. As much as it didn’t look like it you were seriously (for once) in the mood to study, you couldn’t let this pretty man distract you no more.
a short while after you were thrown over your desk defeated because what do you mean you only got like half the questions right???
“I don’t understand I’ve spent literal hours trying to memorize this shit I’m sick of it I just want it to be over” you sigh, this is the first time you’ve struggled this much over a school subject. usually being a bit above average doesn’t require you a lot of efforts so you never really tried that hard to pass your classes throughout the years. college beat the shit out of you tho!! you found yourself completely taken aback by the difficulty and you had to learn how to properly study throughout the years. if somebody asked you, you’d say you’ve got studying covered but seeing how this study session was going maybe you didn’t…
“I think you’re getting those wrong because you don’t understand this part” mark says patting your head as you mumble an ‘i know’. being the very considerate boyfriend he is, he then proceeded to explain the entirety of the material, dumbing it down whenever you looked up at him confused or when your eyebrows frowned a little too much. he also was so very patient, explaining the same things to you three different times as you had already forgotten what he said as soon as he moved on to another topic.
the dedication mark put into your academics was just too much for your heart to handle, you loved him so much and the fact he didn’t mind spending his evening studying with you instead of doing literally anything else warmed your heart. that’s why you didn’t have it in you to tell him you were getting gradually sleepier and were fighting your mind to stay awake because how could you when he looked so good concentrated trying to explain to you what you deem as the most incomprehensible subject ever.
“y/n? i feel like I’m losing your attention are you- oh.” mark says finally looking up from your study sheets seeing you asleep on your desk “pft, I didn’t know I was this boring damn” he laughs. since you were already in your pajamas and were in a position where the man could not carry you to bed he decided to gently shake you to wake you up “hm? I’m sorry I fell asleep markie, thank you for studying with me I love you. let me read the cards again to make sure I understand better” you say your voice a bit groggy “what? no go to sleep, nothing you read now will be effective just rest and sleep will take care of the memorizing for you” mark says preparing your bed for you “okay but only if you join me” you say already laying down under your covers “of course dude, let me put the things away and I’ll join you” mark says as he looks over to your half awake self that’s seemingly waiting for him
being in front of your final paper makes you realize even more how lucky you are to have mark in your life because you knew damn well that if the study session never happened you would have been shitting bricks internally crying over how much you don’t understand but now you got out of the final feeling confident you didn’t fail. you ran up to mark who was waiting for you to celebrate final period being over and he couldn’t help but mimic your immense grin as you told him how the final went better than what you had expected and thanked him for his help. He did refute by telling you it was all you and your mind but settled on taking a little bit of credit after you threatened him.
it was kinda crazy how mark made everything easy, every single thing without exception. looking at your boyfriend eating his meal you couldn’t help but smile thinking about how much you loved that man and how lucky you were to have him in your life.
#mark lee#mark x y/n#mark x you#mark x reader#mark fluff#mark imagines#mark drabbles#nct dream#nct dream drabbles#nct drabbles#nct#nct 127#nct fluff#nct imagines#nct mark#kpop
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A Few Scratches
Mushy May in Lucifer's Hollow: Day 18: Holding Hands
Copia x Aether
This fic is set in an alternate universe in a town called Lucifer's Hollow. It's sort of like a Satanic version of a Hallmark town. For Mushy May I'll be using the prompts to post little snippets of life for the humans and ghouls that live there 💙 Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together!
~ ~ In Lucifer's Hollow Copia teaches history at the high school and Aether is a firefighter. ~
Warnings: some whump here, mentions of injuries from a car accident, but it's mixed in with some mushiness, sfw, 960 words (thank you to @ghuleh-recs for the dividers!)
The steady beep of the monitor was the most reassuring sound Aether had ever heard.
So was the feeling of Copia’s hand in his, the skin soft and warm. He hadn’t been able to let go since the doctors had let him in the room. Aether hoped Copia could feel it, he hoped that despite how scared he was still his presence was soothing in some way. He knew Copia was going to be fine despite the stitches on his forehead and the cast on his leg. The doctors had reassured him multiple times they were only keeping him overnight as a precaution but Aether still hadn’t been able to shake the fear that was making his chest feel tight.
It was different when it was someone you cared about, someone you loved. Aether cared for everyone in their town whether he knew them or not but Copia was different. Copia had quickly become everything to him and when he’d gotten the phone call from the hospital that afternoon it had felt like his entire world was crashing down around him. Without Secondo there he might not have made it to the hospital.
He dropped his head down onto the bed, taking deep breaths to try and relax. Copia shouldn’t be here. He should be at home singing to ABBA in their kitchen or in his office lamenting the essay writing skills of his students. Aether was never going to forgive himself for not driving him to work that day. His other hand clenched in the bed sheets and if it wasn’t for the calming hand on his shoulder he probably would have started tearing them up.
“This isn’t your fault.” Aether shook his head against the bed before sucking a breath in through his teeth and straightening up. Through the tears in his eyes he saw Secondo standing there, a cup of coffee in his hand. “Stop blaming yourself.”
“The only reason he was driving was because I locked my damn keys in my car.”
“Something we’ve all done before and something Copia has done many, many times.”
“It doesn’t change the fact that the one day I don’t take him to work this happens.”
“If you’re going to blame anyone you should blame that turista idiota. Accidents happen.” Aether didn’t respond so Secondo dropped a hand onto his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “Especially to my fratellino, as you know.”
He couldn’t help but laugh, thinking back to the first few times he had met Copia. Both due to the man getting distracted and setting his kitchen on fire. Satanas, he loved this man so much. A sob escaped him and he leaned forward again, this time laying his head on Copia’s chest. Beside him Secondo was a silent sentry, one hand still resting reassuringly on his shoulder as he cried. Aether stayed that way until he began to feel fingers carding through his hair.
“Aether?” Copia’s voice was quiet but strong. When Aether lifted his head Copia’s hand fell from his hair and cupped his cheek instead. “Stai bene, tesoro?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” He sniffled and scrubbed a hand over his face, grabbing Copia’s hand in his when he was done. “How are you doing?”
“Like someone ran a stop sign and destroyed my car.” Copia tried to sit up but immediately stopped, groaning as the movement jostled his leg. “And me.”
“Non essere un bambino, fratello.” Secondo smirked down at his little brother and took a sip of his coffee. “It’s just a few scratches.”
“Come closer and I’ll give you just a few scratches.”
“Cumulus has your car at her shop already. I’m sure it’ll be good as new soon.” Aether squeezed Copia’s hands, bringing one up so he could place a kiss on the back of it. “You on the other hand need lots of rest.”
A soft snore was his only answer so Aether let go of one of his hands, gently lowering it onto the bed. He adjusted Copia’s blankets, smoothing out the wrinkles as best he could.
“If he wakes up again, tell him I will check on his rats.” Aether looked up at Secondo and nodded, feeling incredibly thankful to have this man as not just his boss but his friend. The man gave him a stern look but Aether didn’t need to focus on his quintessence to feel the emotion behind it. “Follow his lead and get some rest.”
He nodded, watching Secondo leave the room and close the door quietly behind him. Copia was snoring softly, the pain meds thankfully doing their job. Aether fidgeted in his seat briefly before deciding he didn’t care if anyone got mad at him for what he was about to do. He let go of Copia’s hand long enough to untie his boots and then climbed onto the bed next to him, taking care to avoid jostling his leg and where Aether knew the bruises were.
When he was settled he took Copia’s hand again, smiling when he felt him squeeze it briefly. His tail moved on its own accord, wrapping around Copia’s leg and making the man snort in his sleep. Aether shushed him when his eyes blinked open and he mumbled something in Italian.
“Go back to sleep, love.”
“Mmm, don’t leave.”
“I won’t, I promise.” Aether kissed Copia’s cheek and then rested his head next to his on the pillow. “I’ll take care of you forever.”
“Forever, eh?” Copia yawned then, wincing when it bothered a small bruise on his cheek. “I like the sound of that.”
He was snoring again shortly after, his head turned slightly towards Aether’s. The ghoul couldn’t help but kiss the tip of the nose he loved so much before settling down again.
“Me too.”
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#copia x aether#the band ghost fanfiction#ghost band fanfic#tales from lucifer's hollow#mushy may 2024#oakie's writing#nameless ghouls#copia fanfiction
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I'm loving your recent Azzi fic, can you do a friends to lovers jealousy with smut ft Azzi please
hi anon!! i love how all the azzi lovers have found my account and request for her constantly 😭 anyway this is straight smut with little plot
warning(s): cussing, smut, jealousy, angst (?), “public” sex
genre: smut & angst (?)
pairing(s): jealous!azzi fudd x reader
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azzi was staring at you from across the room, barely looking away from you. you were at a random house party, talking to your friends about drama and other random stuff when you noticed that azzi, one of your closest friends, was staring at you and looking sort of jealous, but that would be crazy, right? your closest friend who acts pretty straight being jealous that you were talking to other girls. maybe she’s jealous because you aren’t talking to her or maybe she’s not jealous at all and the drinks are getting to you, you weren’t sure.
your friends had walked away and went to talk to other people so you went over to azzi. she was now sitting on the floor on her phone, not looking up when you came over. “hey.” you greeted as you sat next to her, sipping your drink. hi.” she muttered still on her phone. “you okay?” you questioned, “mhm.” she answered. “no you’re not, what’s the problem?” you asked while setting your drink down and scooting closer to her, “nothing y/n, i’m fine.” she sounded irritated. “azzi stop lying.” you were starting to get irritated too, you were trying to help her but she was being rude. “i’m not!” she snapped while setting her phone down on her lap, you got up and walked away the moment the words left her mouth, she has no reason to yell.
azzi sighed and felt bad, the reason she was mad was because she wanted you in more ways thank one and now you were God knows where probably mad as fuck. she got up off the floor and want to find you, she checked the whole house then went outside and found you sitting on the sidewalk on your phone. “hey.” she said while sitting next to you. you didn’t respond to her, “i’m sorry.” she apologized, “show me.” you muttered. “what?” she was confused if you were really asking her to fuck you right now, “you heard me,”you said a little louder, “show me.” you repeated again to her. she grabbed your face and roughly kissed you, one hand going to your neck to pull you closer. you put your hands on her face and squeezed her cheeks to make her mouth open so you could slip your tongue in.
she moved both of her hands to your boobs, grabbing them through your tank top. azzi removed one hand and went down to your jean shorts, “can i?” she asked and you replied with a head nod. she immediately started unbuttoning your shorts and slid them off, setting them to the side. she moved your pants to the slide and dipped her tongue in before quickly pulling it out. you let out a moan, immediately covering your mouth so other partygoers didn’t hear you. “please don’t tease me i need you so bad.” you begged, she smiled and sucked your clit harshly, adding two finger aswell. you were moaning into your hand, trying so hard to not be loud.
“azzi.” you moaned out while pushing her farther into yourself. she sucked and licked faster, making you moan louder than before. you were so close to cumming, your legs were starting to shake. “im close, oh im so close.” you moaned with your hand still over your mouth. “cum then.” she replied, slowing down a little. as you came es she helped you ride it out, licking and sucking up any of your juices.
“is that a good enough apology?” she smiles, “yea, but let me show you how okay it is.” you replied with a smirk.
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i’m so sorry it’s short and took a billion years to get out but i hope you liked it, anyway i hope you all have a good day/night, love you 💋💋
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scp 42427 (otherwise known as employee 427) is a humanoid male who calls himself Stanley. He is normal in all ways, but is accompanied by 42427-A, or ‘The Narrator’, who is a preachy, mildly annoying, disembodied voice. He is constantly narrating Stanley and whining about their containment cell. They do not appear to be harmful, but the Narrator has shown violent tendencies. Interact with caution.
#Scp#tsp#tspud#scp 42427#Smt like this has probably been done before#But I wanted to try#Will figure out how to format an actual fuckin#Scp thing later#I’m on my phone so this will probably suck
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song of the week or something like that
#dw i’m actively walking to the bus stop for class i’m not procrastinating just being a weirdo walking with my phone#guys i haven’t even written my new declension chart ONCE. i have never written it on a piece of paper#we get to pick one test per semester that doesn’t count so this will probably be my one#which sucks cause i had a 31/40 that i wanted to use that for. but i think this one is gonna be significantly worse#not my fault that i’m failing my other classes and neglected this one. except for it literally is my fault#anyway growing up was never part of the plan (/ly) what the heck do i do now!!!!#chase petra has been single-handedly pushing me through this week#also — i was supposed to go to the happy fits this week but i said no no no i have to go to school#here i am skipping school anyway!!!! out of town anyway!!!! i could have made a detour on the way#but whatever. they aren’t even the same band anymore. it’s like when casey shea was in tally hall but 2/3 of the band is replaced#so it would be a very strange experience. anyway i’m at the bus stop now and waiting#okay the bus is here. i have to learn my stupid demonstrative pronouns and i just. never got around to it#idk. wish me luck. maybe i’ll ace it or something. at least we’re also conjugating facere….#hope everyone has a good morning and i’ll be back at 12pm central once i’ve safely boarded the bus home#me. my post. mine.#delete later (probably)
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Oh boy just found out that politics are coming directly to my conservative college campus this fall.
Yay.
#well thank god I’m cooping so I won’t be there I guess.#I still might drive in to protest because presumably there’ll be one#annother fun session of having people yell transphobic shit while we chant stuff like ‘hate has no place here’#if I’m lucky the campus barstool account will post a picture of me at the protest again (this is not a good thing)#also sucks because my parents are just kinda like ‘well that’s how it is. people are allowed to have different political beliefs’#like yeah they can have different political beliefs but I would like to medically transition and these guys want me to not#also I love working with kids and being a camp counselor and stuff#and some of these people would want me arested as a p/e/dofile because I’m trans and indoctrinating their children#so yeah sure they can have different beliefs but they don’t seem to understand that there are certain groups that want trans people gone#honestly my parents are both upper middle class white people. they come from a long line of college educated people in primarily white areas#both of them tend to preach tolerance to the point where I have to have the paradox of tolerance picture on my phone to remind myself that#tolerance is a social contract not a moral principle#(a good example of this is when I found out that a girl on my xc team had to move schools because she was bullied out of my hs#becuase she was homophobic. and he was like ‘well bullying is never the answer’#ok but like you understand that she was probably harassing gay people at my school right)#in conclusion: pro tip for queer students choosing their college: yes they may give you lots of money. but is it worth your mental health
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I don’t get to see my dad and his side of the family for Christmas this year :(
#I haven’t gotten to see any of them since LAST Christmas#it’s literally the one part of the holiday season I legitimately enjoy#and like I knew I probably wasn’t going to be able to this year cuz I wouldn’t get the time off#but it still sucks :/#idk maybe I can try visiting sometime in the spring I hope so#or maybe I can finally find the time to go to a con with my dad at some point next year#idk I was also gonna try and suck it up and come out to them gender wise this year too#they already know I’m a lesbian and are super supportive so I know they would use my chosen name and pronouns#it’s just a matter of telling them#but ig it’ll have to wait unless I wanna do it over the phone#*heavy sigh* I miss my dad he’s always so supportive and just a nice presence to be around#kaz rambles
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Why am I a fucking dumbass. Like genuinely
#okay waiting until almost one in the morning to go to bed was already a stupid decision when i know my body wakes me up routinely at 8#or before. and being on my phone until right before bed was also fucking dumb#especially as i was blasting videos directly into my frontal lobe#but then. even STUPIDER. i decided ‘oh i’ll read a couple of chapters of my book before bed’#what am i reading? the outsider by stephen king. what is it? a fucking HORROR NOVEL#in my defence the first half was pretty much a straightforward mystery with just some slight weird shit#it’s only when the detective (and everyone else really) starts to realise that something is Off that the supernatural shit starts to happen#i.e. two completely separate people ‘hallucinating’ the same creepy bastard#so tell me why i pick this book up thinking ‘oh what a great nightcap’. and the kicker is that just from the first paragraph of the chapter#i was at; i somehow KNEW some shit was going to go down. i was like ‘this feels like the turning point. this man is about to have a very bad#time’. SO WHY DID I KEEP READING#i probably would’ve been fine during the day but at one in the morning……. i then had to turn my fucking mood lighting on#bc i was creeped out by the darkness. and i’ve lost the remote for my mood lighting somehow….. so it was sitting at blue light#and the brightest possible setting. fine. still fairly sleepable actually#it just didn’t do enough to assuage my fears so Then i had to read a romance novella#and when i say ‘read a romance novella’ i mean i read the whole romance novella. so that took me an hour#THEN at 2am there was a very loud downpour and THEN at 2:30 some bastard on a motorbike decided to tour the neighbourhood as loudly#as possible. and then my bladder was like ‘oh we’re awake? pee every hour’#to summarise; i feel like absolute shit now#i’m hoping i will be able to take a nap this afternoon because this sucks#personal
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^^me realizing my friend may actually not be my friend or understand me as a person or care about me at all outside of a shallow perception of me based on my recent behavior despite the fact they have known me for 6 years
#this is a vent#sucks to realize that someone never really cared about you#or at least never bothered to show it#and I mean we’ve always been very “friends who are super different”#but I didn’t think about how that might play into them not actually being the type of friend I need?#this feels very middle school navigating friendships help book#but I seriously feel like shit for not realizing this#that they never stopped to actually look at me or how I act#in the way I try to see how they are at certain times#i could name so many things they do differently from how they normally are#when they’re tired their face twitches#every time they swipe something o their phone they make a full circle with their thumb before doing it again#they act like they’re not touchy unless they’re with friends#and yet I’m realizing that they probably don’t know any of these things /I/ do#that I know for a fact my other#better friends do#and Honestly I only stopped to think about this recently#because I was talking with one of our shared friends about another one of our friendsnot taking them seriously#so I offered to help them talk it through#only to be told by this person that I shouldn’t or can’t#because “you can’t mediate”#they didn’t have a reason why#they just said I couldn’t#and maybe this is just me being insecure and wanting to Prove I Am Capable#And Useful To The People In My Life#but it just stuck with me????#that they thought I was incapable of that#and I KNOW why they said that#it’s because of how I present myself#because I project a lot of confidence and carelessness (cough rise leo cough im not bringing him into this tho)
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literally want to scream at my coworkers to answer the phone themselves
#I’m not your fucking receptionist. i was not hired to be a receptionist and there’s a damn good reason for that!!#every fucking day someone has a problem with how I’m answering the phone and like. yeah I’m sure it sucks!!#maybe. if you hate the way I do this so fucking much. you should do it yourself!!!#i can’t help anyone who calls anyway bc I don’t know shit abt 95% of our current jobs#and like. i cannot hold a conversation over the phone it’s just not something I can do#im so scared of pissing them off tbh like that’s the only reason I haven’t said anything#bc at the end of the day they have seniority and I need to keep this job#but like. god. literally just do it yourself I KNOW that all of us would be happier if you answered the phone yourself#im going to the blood place tomorrow to see if i can sell plasma so if I do end up needing to quit I’ll have Something#bc I can feel my mental health going down the toilet and it’s probably going to get worse when classes start
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can we make jack to the future a copypasta
Hey guys! Very excited about today’s video. A huge thanks to Lenovo for giving me their amazing brand-new phone, the Phab 2 Pro: The world’s first phone with Tango*. Which kinda feels like a piece from the future just dropped right here in the present. And that’s exactly why I decided to make a very special time-travel episode of jackask.
Question 1: “Do you believe in the possibility of time-travel?” I literally just said that this is the time-travel episode of jackask. Please try to keep up. punches ground beef
Question 2: “If you could go back in time, what’s one thing you’d change about your childhood?” Well, I would probably confront my middle school bully and tell him I grew up to be a big YouTube star. Of course, then he’d be all like, “what’s a YouTube?” You know what, that question sucks, next question.
Question 3: “Would you travel to the past of the future?” Listen up, HoOLiGanLLaMA, I’m about to blow your mind. takes bite of burger Mm, that’s good meat. So I’m taking my Phab 2 Pro with me to travel through space and time in my own personalized, home-built time machine. Purple, red… Oh yeah, green one, that’s good, I think that’s good… Lemme measure with my phone real quick. Okay, measuring the dimensions with Tango’s AR measurement tools to make sure everything lines up. Looks good. OPEN! throws chair against tree Let’s go! Just so you know, time travel is not instant. So while we’re waiting, how about I just answer some of your questions?
“How do I tell my parents that I’m goth?” What you can do is travel to the future where, uh, you outgrow your goth phase. Boom, problem solved.
“How many stars are in our galaxy?” Good question. To find out, we’re gonna go all the way back to 1590 to ask the man himself, Galileo. screams Galileo: If only we could see the heavens instead of relying on our mind’s eye. Jack: Whoa, shut up for a sec. I think I can help you guys out. Galileo’s Associate: ¡El diablo! J: No, it’s actually called ‘augmented reality,’ it lets me see a fully scaled model of the solar system. The sun, the Big Dipper, the Little Skipper, the Unicorn, the Unicran, some other ones… Oh, really quick, do you guys know how many stars are in our galaxy? You know what, I’ll just look it up. Thanks anyway, bye! G: He was a bit of a jerk, wasn’t he?
“What is your favorite video game?” Not really a fan of the new ones, I don’t really have the fingers for ‘em, so let’s go all the way back to 1972 to play the first video game.
J: Hey guys! What are we working on?
Guy with Glasses and Mustache: Well, I don’t mean to brag, but we’ve created something revolutionary. You see, this rectangular paddle hits this round circular ball, and then that ball travels across this empty black space where it meets up with… another paddle! Haha!
J: That’s really tight, guys, and you’ll be happy to hear that you helped pave the way for AR games. Check this out
Woman with Glasses: What is it?
J: It’s the future. So, you’re trying to hit this target.
WG: Where are the cords?
J: No cords. Here, look.
WG: Honey, we should get one of these!
“What do you think it will be like in the year 2150?” Ugh, finally! A good question! Let’s go to the future where people can finally wrap their minds around this crazy technology! It’s time to go Jack to the future! record scratch Get it? Uh, Jack to the future, it’s-it’s a pun on a famous movie, uh, where Simba loses his dad, um, wait… yeah, that’s right, yeah.
J: Oh my gosh, you must be my great great grandson!
Jacksfilms Look-Alike with White Hair: Get out of my home.
J: Let’s grab a picture of the handsome boy, huh?
JLAWH:
No. J: Just gotta add a dragon, and boom! It’s pretty cool, right, little dragon popping up and everything. You body language says ‘yes’.
JLAWH: No.
J: Not a little?
JLAWH: Nuh-uh.
J: Not even a little?
JLAWH: …No.
J: Yeah, no, I-I’m busy too, I gotta get back to my time machine. It was really cool catching up, hehe! Call me! Or, you kn- aw, it doesn’t work like that. Uh, call me anyway, man.
All in all, that was a pretty good trip. Oh, and Lenovo, thanks for the free phone, not giving it back, hehe. runs into lighting equipment Not paying for that! Not paying for that! Not my problem!
#Hey guys! Very excited about today’s video. A huge thanks to Lenovo for giving me their amazing brand-new phone#the Phab 2 Pro: The world’s first phone with Tango*. Which kinda feels like a piece from the future just dropped right here in the present.#what’s one thing you’d change about your childhood?” Well#I would probably confront my middle school bully and tell him I grew up to be a big YouTube star. Of course#then he’d be all like#“what’s a YouTube?” You know what#that question sucks#next question. Question 3: “Would you travel to the past of the future?” Listen up#HoOLiGanLLaMA#I’m about to blow your mind. takes bite of burger Mm#that’s good meat. So I’m taking my Phab 2 Pro with me to travel through space and time in my own personalized#home-built time machine. Purple#red… Oh yeah#green one#that’s good#I think that’s good… Lemme measure with my phone real quick. Okay#measuring the dimensions with Tango’s AR measurement tools to make sure everything lines up. Looks good. OPEN! throws chair against tree Le#time travel is not instant. So while we’re waiting#how about I just answer some of your questions? “How do I tell my parents that I’m goth?” What you can do is travel to the future where#uh#you outgrow your goth phase. Boom#problem solved. “How many stars are in our galaxy?” Good question. To find out#we’re gonna go all the way back to 1590 to ask the man himself#Galileo. screams Galileo: If only we could see the heavens instead of relying on our mind’s eye. Jack: Whoa#shut up for a sec. I think I can help you guys out. Galileo’s Associate: ¡El diablo! J: No#it’s actually called ‘augmented reality#’ it lets me see a fully scaled model of the solar system. The sun#the Big Dipper#the Little Skipper#the Unicorn
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ughh i’ve got about half a day to figure out how to keep working on my current project without a computer fml
#i’m going away for a week and my laptop died like 1.5 yrs ago at this point#i have ONE physical book that’s relevant to what i’m doing but even then i can’t type that well on my phone#like i can read pdfs on my phone but then i have to take notes by hand#which….a) handwriting is not my forte; and b) i do a LOT of writing and it’s a waste of time to then have to type it up anyway#bleh#i also just hate travelling. i’m trying to avoid saying that so i don’t convince myself to have a bad time#and at the end of the trip i get to hang out with friends i haven’t seen in ages too so i have something to look forward to#it’s only really 4 days that might suck#but i also just don’t have the energy for it#i posted a few days ago about how bad of a time i was having spending like 6+ hrs wandering around in the sun#i haven’t even fully recovered from that yet#i thought i recovered from pvfs ages ago and any lingering fatigue was probably other things but i still have fucking pem#idk maybe covid fucked it up again#anyway. this time next week i’ll be chilling with friends and preparing to go back home so it’s fiiiiine i’ll survive#just wish i could use any free time i get to actually do the things i like to do in my free time#personal
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AP test in a couple minutes wish me luck
#actually not until 8:00 but it sure feels impending#i have time and a half for audhd reasons so hopefully that works out for me and doesn’t just trip me up#(i’ve never had a time accommodation before but i only got a couple sentences into the ACT so i thought i should ask for it)#anyway that means i’ll be finishing right after lunch and then walking to my mom’s work possibly (except for i will die) unless dad gets me#all my friends are also doing the AP test but all my friends are doing it at a church with normal time i’m doing it at school and finishing#way later than them. so goodbye to my dreams of carpooling#anyway i’ll turn off my phone at like 8:00 and also have to give up my fitbit probably (which sucks cause i’m compiling a record for doctor)#but i’ll be okay. generally i’m normal sitting in a chair with a back anyway it won’t be exciting data to miss. if anything i’ll be anxious#so anyways i’ll be back at maybe 2pm or so. and i hope everybody is well and i’ll be back in a lot of hours#delete later
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Quick someone kiss me it’s urgent 🗣️🚨‼️
#someone kisses my forehead and immediately I fall asleep#could u imagine that would be heavenly takes me so long to sleep#I should really put my phone down speaking of but I don’t want to just live in my body bc im in pain and I hurt#and I don’t like it#and it sucks and I hate it but it’s fine it’s fine it’s fine sometimes I’m like do I have real chronic pain or am I just bad at having body#and then I sit weird for three hours and I spend the next day holding back tears and stretching in every way only to still be in pain and#miserable like how I have fun one day I have one good day and my body punishes me#okay two good days. I did push it. I went to the show and watched movies two days ago and yesterday I organized my desk for three hours that#was a lot of moving around and now I know I’m probably gonna spend all of today (later today) in bed swapping ice packs and heat packs and#trying to distract my brain#ugh I hate chronic pain I want to listen to my chronic pain playlist and feel deeply while laying as flat on my back as possible in my#broken mattress with the big dip in the middle#how did I get here from the original post. I love you weed. wish you’d work as a better pain reliever without me immediately going back to#doing big dabs#not like I really stopped dabs but still god cant my body just stop hurting#angry at at all !!!! but it’s fine !!!! we don’t get to choose our bodies I just have to make do !!!
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req- sloppy sleepy sex with chris after a day of filming/working
night routine // chris sturniolo
summary: you and chris say goodnight with some soft sex after a long day. soft!dom chris, praise, face riding, sleepy sex, overstimulation, cockwarming
I wasn’t surprised to be woken up at 3 am. Chris’ efforts of trying to come into his room quietly are always there, but they’re never successful.
After another long day of work, closing it out with a car video filmed in the middle of the night. My eyes adjust to the darkness, allowing me to watch him pull his shirt off from over his head and toss it to the floor, pulling his sweatpants off next before heading into the bathroom.
He doesn’t say a word to me until after he’s back from the shower, his hair dripping small beads of water as he leans over me and presses a kiss to my forehead before getting situated under the covers of his bed.
“Goodnight, baby,” he whispers, trying to keep his voice down to refrain from waking me up.
“I’m up,” I mumble, shifting a bit to lay my head on his chest.
His arms engulf me the second I move. “Hey, you. What time did you go to sleep?”
“Mmm,” I hum, trying to remember the last time I saw on my phone before my eyes gave out. “I think midnight.”
“Right after I left then,” he adds.
I nod against him. “How’d filming go?”
“Good. Probably one of my favorites now.”
I find any strength gained in my three hour slumber to pull my weight across the bed. I straddle my boyfriends waist, earning a quiet groan of approval from him.
“I’m exhausted, baby,” he tells me, although his hands lifting up my shirt say otherwise.
His fingers dance across my chest, planting themselves on my boobs. He pinches my nipples lightly, before lifting my shirt up entirely and replacing his fingers with his mouth. He places wet kisses all over my chest, sucking lightly at my most sensitive spot.
My hips rock against him without any sense of self control. In mere seconds, he’s hard beneath me.
“There you go, baby,” he nods. “You’re so worked up for me, huh? Just couldn’t wait for me to get home and touch you?”
“Uh huh,” I cry out, the ache inside of me growing.
“Lemme take care of you,” he says, holding my hips and rubbing me against him for a few more seconds. He then lifts me off of him, laying me back next to him.
He massages my ass with one hand as he uses the other to remove my underwear, the only thing keeping us apart. I hear the fabric of his underwear as he pulls it off his body, his dick pressing against me from behind.
With soft kisses pressed to my shoulder, he shifts his hips towards me, positioning his dick at my entrance before pushing himself into me slowly, moaning lowly as half of his length finds its way inside of me.
“Fuck, you were made for me,” he mumbles as he places his lips to the side of my neck, sucking the skin below my ear as his thrusts create a steady pace.
A few strokes later, he hits the spot he’s grown incredibly familiar with. I cant control the moan that leaves my throat as my hand flies out in front of my to grab onto the sheets.
“Ohhh, there it is,” he coos, wrapping a hand around my waist as he fucks into me. There’s something so innocent about this as we lay here in a spooning position, yet he’s burying himself into me, messy thrusts filling me completely.
“Fuck, Chris. I can’t- I’m gonna cum.”
He pulls out of me quickly, grabbing my shoulder and yanking me backwards so I turn back around, facing him again. “Take me in your mouth. Saves us the mess. I’ll do the same to you, just try to hold on for me.”
I nod, shuffling down the bed to his dick, where he releases his cum instantly when my tongue touches his tip. He gasps softly, panting heavily as he rides out his orgasm.
As soon as he catches his breath, he shifts me again, this time positioning me on top of his face as he lays down at the head of the bed. Before I know it, his lips are latched around my clit, holding my hips and moving me against his mouth.
I grip the headboard as I cum on his face, watching his eyes roll back as he gains his own sense of pleasure from watching me get off above him.
Once I feel like I’m going to crumble, I try to lift myself off Chris. He lets me up a few inches before hooking his arms under my thighs, letting himself bask in the view.
He smiles to himself before he presses soft kisses to my overstimulated clit. I wince at the touch, earning a cocky smirk in response.
“Too much?”
I nod breathlessly.
“Poor baby,” he pouts before pulling me down to lay beside him. “Kiss?” he asks, puckering his lips. I press a soft kiss to his lips. “You taste so good, don’t you?”
I blush at him, but luckily it’s too dark for him to see.
“Now you can see why I’m so obsessed with you,” he adds before pulling me into him.
Minutes pass and my eyes gain a weight, forcing them shut as my exhaustion kicks in. I’m almost asleep when Chris asks, “Can we try something?”
“Hmm?” I hum, too tired to speak.
“Um,” he searches for the right words. “Do you think… maybe… you could cockwarm me?”
I know what this is, but it’s something we’ve never talked about. I didn’t even know Chris had an interest in it.
“I mean,” I start, “Why not?
Chris presses a kiss to my cheek before lining himself up to me again, this time half hard. Something I’ll always appreciate is him kissing my cheek before we try something new. It’s so comforting to add something so innocent before we expand our sexual horizons.
He pushes himself into me again, exhaling a breath he had been holding in. “Fuck, this is so good.”
I let myself adjust to him before scooting closer so my ass is pressed to his pelvis. He wraps a hand around me, holding me so he can’t remove himself.
“If I start fucking you in the middle of the night… just slap me or something,” he jokes. I let out a laugh before turning over my shoulder to kiss him goodnight.
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#allow me to bitch for a second#but I’ve had. three very emotionally difficult months#and if I’m honest it’s been emotionally difficult since july#if I’m really really honest it’s been emotionally difficult since March 2020 NSMSMSMS but you know what I mean#Anyways! since mid December my body has just been steadily falling apart#(oh god now I’m scared this is post having covid syndrome???????? Amber CHILL)#so yeah I have been Unwell since December and it’s all been stress/trauma related#but one and a half weeks ago it culminated to the point I was nearly crying in pain and was sent home#and now last week I have barely worked#and every day I wake up hoping for it to be over but it’s not#and the PT said she didn’t know how long it was gonna take I just had to rest and take pain killers and try to move where I can#but I can’t even hold my phone for too long. I can’t sit behind a computer. it hurts when I’m sat at a table for longer than 30 minutes#and I had an event/gala on Friday I was hosting that took me the entire night from 6 til 3 am#you can imagine the special hell that was for me (but I powered through don’t ask me how)#and I’m just scared that. it’s never gonna go away?#That I’ll never be able to have a normal life again#I know this is the anxiety speaking and I know this is my body responding to an emotionally distressing time#and everyone asking if I’m feeling ok yet just adds more pressure because no one gets how alienating it is!!!! to be like this#it’ll pass again probably. hopefully#but it SUCKS#and I’m tired of being nauseous and in pain and it feeling like someone is stabbing my arm and neck all fucking day#and nobody knowing how long I have to sit through this#hhHHHHhHHHHH#okay anyways.#feel very lonely very sad very scared very frustrated#ill go sleep I guess#at least asleep I can’t think <3#which both my pt and my mum told me to stop doing BUT ITS THE ANXIETY YALL IF I KNEW HOW I WOULDVE
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