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56! Love a clueless flirting moment
thank you for the prompt @hamiltonsteele 🖤
56: "Are you flirting with me?"
The thing was Steve knew what his strengths were. Sure he couldn’t crack a Russian code in a matter of days and sure he couldn’t build a state of the art radio tower, but he did know how to read social cues.
“He’s definitely flirting with me, Rob. I’m telling you, I’d know.”
Robin sighed, dropping her head onto the Family Video front counter with a small thunk.
“We just don’t know that, do we?”
Steve bristled at her tone. Maybe they’d had this exact conversation three separate times before, and a variant of it at least another four, but Steve just couldn’t get it out of his head. Robin should be able to understand that.
Eddie flirted with him and it made him feel… nervous? Nervous wasn’t the right word though. His stomach would flip and his hands grew clammy but he wasn’t nervous. He wasn’t even sure he knew how to get nervous.
Steve opened his mouth to respond, to argue his case further, but stopped short when he saw Robin grinning at the door.
He turned to look in the same direction, scrambling for something to do when he realised Eddie was about to walk into Family Video. His hands landed on the tapes he had yet to reshelf— it was supposed to be a job he did as soon as they were returned and rewound but it was a slow day and no one was desperate to rent Hey There It’s Yogi Bear.
Eddie worked across the lot at Thatcher Tyre. It wasn’t a job he loved, he liked tinkering with cars and had to do so with his piece of shit van often enough, but he spent more time trying to do anything but work; which included finding excuses to bother Steve and Robin while they were on shift. Only the discount he gave to his boss, Thomas, on the wares of his side job saved him from being fired.
Whether it was the numerous concussions or the lack of air conditioning, something possessed Steve to turn to Robin before Eddie reached the door to say, “I’m going to flirt back and then you’ll see.”
Robin stared at him, mouth agape but somehow still seeming unimpressed for so long that Eddie reached the counter and was able to shoot her a concerned glance before he began speaking.
He coughed pointedly into his fist. “How are you two beautiful people on this fine day?”
Steve surreptitiously kicked Robin in the leg as he leant forward on the counter, resting the weight of his upper half on his elbows and crowding into Eddie’s space the same way that he always did to Steve.
“Much better now that you’re here.” He shifted to reach past Eddie to drop the tape back onto the re-shelving pile, successfully looking as if he’d done any work that morning. “We were just talking about you.”
Eddie raised his eyebrows, smirking slightly. “You were? I hope it was nothing bad.”
Steve chuckled slightly. “It’s always bad, but something tells me you don’t mind that.”
“Well,” Eddie’s smirk grew wider. “It depends if you prefer me bad.” He reached out to play with the zipper of Steve’s vest, the noise of the metal clicking against itself sounding louder than it should have in Steve’s ears.
He swallowed thickly. His brain was starting to conjure up images of exactly what Eddie meant about being bad. He’d seen the handcuffs, he’d heard a few stories told when they were high and had no inhibitions left. He didn’t think it was something he was interested in but maybe he was wrong.
It wasn’t fair that Eddie made him feel like this.
He glanced at Robin out of the corner of his eye.
She was still staring at him, but this time her expression was a mix between disappointment and intrigue. An interesting combination to be sure.
“So, what can we do for you, Eddie?” Robin asked, nudging at Steve until he was forced to stand up from the counter and out of Eddie’s space.
Steve glared at her when Eddie half turned to face the horror section. Posturing.
“Maybe I just wanted to see my favourite people,” Eddie batted his eyes lashes at Robin and rolled so he was looking up at her, belly up. “Maybe I would like a personalised recommendation from the only other person in this godforsaken town who understands real cinema.”
He stayed there, blinking and making a fool of himself until Robin groaned and rolled her eyes.
“Fine.” She moved over to the computer and Steve slid straight back into his spot.
Since Eddie was practically laid over the counter and Steve was deliberately pushing himself forward, they were closer than they’d probably ever been. Sure they had been close when they were high or drunk, using one another as legrests, pillows, blankets, but Steve had never gotten such a close look at Eddie while he was sober.
There was a lot of Eddie to look at, he made himself a lot to look at. From how clothes to the way he carried himself, everything about Eddie screamed “look at me!”
But there was one thing he just couldn’t take his eyes off.
“Did you change your shampoo?” He twisted one of the curls at the side of Eddie’s face around his pointer finger, marvelling at just how soft it was.
Eddie’s hair was a bit of a mystery. Steve had seen the products he used, 2-in-1 soap and nothing else, but it somehow worked for him.
Only now it looked shinier. Definitely healthier.
Eddie snorted. “Mrs Henderson sent some with Dustin last time I took him to the arcade. Said she had this kind of hair when she was growing up and if I don’t start looking after it now it’ll all fall out.”
Steve nodded, he knew that. There was an article about it in one of the magazines his mother always left on the coffee table.
He grew bolder combing his fingers through the strands, feeling their silkiness over and over again.
“It looks really good on you,” he said softly, almost distractedly.
“Stevie,” Eddie said slowly, deliberately. “Are you flirting with me?”
“Um,” Steve squeaked, he didn’t think he was going to be asked about it. “Yes?”
“Oh. Cool.”
“I’m sor—“ Steve pulled his hand out of Eddie’s hair to tuck it into the pocket of his work vest.
Eddie cut him off quickly. “Do you want to go out with me?”
Steve blinked. Somehow he hadn’t considered this as a possibility when he started.
“Like on a date?”
“Yes.”
Did he want to go on a date with Eddie?
Did he want to go on a date with a boy?
And when he thought about it, yes, he really did.
“Okay. Yeah.” Steve smiled. “Yeah, I would really like that.”
Eddie beamed at him. His whole face smiled when he did, his eyes crinkled and his tongue poked out slightly between his teeth, and he was perhaps the most beautiful thing Steve had ever seen.
And it took playing along with what Eddie was probably only doing as a joke for him to realise.
Maybe he was as stupid as Dustin like to say he was.
He laughed. He couldn’t help it.
“Do you want to grab a movie?”
Eddie took a second to respond, seemingly lost in whatever thoughts about Steve he was having. His pale cheeks pinked up as he realised.
“Yeah, I’ll just go—“ he turned on his heel and disappeared into the stacks with a murmured comment about having a date with Steve Harrington, who’d’ve thunk.
“Steve?” Robin asked.
Steve, distractedly trying to spy Eddie through the small gaps between the display stands, replied, “Yeah?”
“Is there something you want to tell me?”
“I think I might be bisexual.”
#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#little bit of#stobin#I got carried away again#please don’t talk to me about how I’m terrible at flirting#just go with it okay?#also don’t talk to me about me posting this at 2:30am#I was watching hockey#my fantasy team is buzzin this year#also I submitted my first assignment today. one more to go then nothing until January!
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𐦍༘?can i 𐦍༘⋆
↬ choi seungcheol
𓇣 pairing- nonidol!cheol x fem reader, dom!seungcheol x sub!reader, bestfriend!cheol x fem reader, friends to lovers<3
𓇣 summary- your best friend calls you late at night for something other than a innocent hangout.
𓇣 warnings- dumb confessing love to each other, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, cum swallowing, kissing, MDNI, lmk what else
𓇣 a/n- this is just a random fic that u wrote a long time ago.. i liked it enough to post so lmk what you think!! should i write a part two? ALSO IM BACK FROM LITERALLY NOT POSTING FOR DAYS!!!! im posting a lot of fics today<3 luv u guys 😡
tossing and turning in your bed has gotten you wide awake. you’ve been trying to fall asleep for the past hour. it now being 1:30am as glance at your clock.
you sigh closing your eyes again before you start to get a call. you groan reaching for your phone. seeing it’s seungcheol you make a confused expression, pressung answer.
“cheol? it’s so late what’s up?” you question and he just sighs. “okay- um this is gonna sound crazy but can i pick you up? i’ve been thinking you all night.” he confesses. his voice sounding tense but lust filled.
“thinking about me? what do you mean?” you are beyond confused now, wanting him to explain it. of course cheol has said something like this to you before, but this time it feels different.
“just let me come get you and i’ll explain then. can i?” he asks. you don’t even know why but your mouth is immediately saying that you would love for him to pick you up.
you having no control when it comes to cheol. you sigh again as you force yourself out of the warmth of your bed to grab some pants to throw on.
quickly changing as you know cheol, how fast he would get to your house. speaking of, your phone lights up with a text from the boy telling you he’s outside. you slip on your slippers and head out of your house into his car.
“well good morning to you.” you say sarcastically as you get into the passenger seat. “can i just drive and explain? it’s kind of a lot to take in.” he starts to drive to your guys usual spot to watch the sunset. you couldn’t do that now obviously…
“so.. were you asleep when i called?” “no unfortunately i haven’t been sleeping very well and these were one of the completely sleepless nights.” he sighs not taking his eyes of the road.
“i’m sorry i hope you can sleep better tomorrow.” he says looking at you for a moment to give you a soft smile before finally arriving at your spot.
“are you gonna tell me why you wanted to pick me up at 2 in the morning?” you turn your gaze to him and he just nods. “don’t freak out okay-“ he cuts himself off.
“y/n- i’m in love with you. and everyday i’m more and more in love with you. i couldn’t get confessing to you off my mind. i wanted you to know in person.” he says looking at you for a reaction, response, anything.
“cheol i-“ he sighs thinking he already knows what you’re gonna say. “i know you don’t feel the same. i had a feeling you didn’t but i just need to tell you okay? it was killing me and i just don’t want anything to be weird now-“ you stop his words with your finger.
“cheol shut up. i’m in love with you too.” you confess as well catching him completely off guard. “wait are you serious? don’t mess with me that’s not funn-“ you cut him with a kiss against his lips.
“you believe me now?” he nods pulling you to kiss him again. “you don’t know how bad i wanted to do that.” he admits with a deep sigh.
“cheol-you know-i- me too.” his hands intertwined with yours. you feel so safe with him. you want nothing more than to be his. you want him to be yours.
“y/n i- please let me kiss you again.” and that’s how you ended up here. on your knees in the backseat next to your best friend, reaching for his dick as he fucks his fingers into you.
“cheol-“ he smirks down at you. “feel good baby? keep going.” you nod at his words finally pulling his dick out of his pants. shocked at the size of course. you have never been with anyone with a dick this big- nearly coming on his fingers.
“go ahead, let me see you baby.” he’s looking down at you with intimidating eyes. you give his dick a couple strokes causing him to hiss but mindlessly ruts his hips up with your hand.
you kitten lick the tip of his dick not breaking eye contact with him. a load groan erupting from him. his fingers are starting to fuck into you faster. your moans against him making him crazy.
“fuck just like- that. feels so fucking good.” his hips moving with your mouth as you fuck yourself back onto his fingers.
“look at you. o-oh fuck” your mouth speeding up on his cock. his fingers curling inside of you causing you to moan. you gag on his dick as his hips start to meet your mouth.
you cum on his fingers hard as you feel him start to fuck your mouth. he fucks his fingers into slowly before pulling them out to bring them up to his mouth.
he hums before groaning when he sees you looking up at him. he pulls his fingers out his mouth, his hand inching to your ass rather quickly.
“i’m gonna- fuck i’m coming. you’re so beautiful.” his cum shooting deep into your mouth as his hips fuck up with his groans.
you keep eye contact with him as you swallow. he groans trying not to fuck your mouth again. you sit up to kiss him.
“you’re so pretty.” he gives you a big smile as the two of you get dressed. you blush and look away from him. “want to come to my house?” he smiles at you.
#choi seungcheol#seungcheol x reader#Spotify#seventeen#svt#svt fanfic#svt smut#svt imagines#cheol#seventeen seungcheol#seungcheol fluff#seungcheol smut#seungcheol imagines#seungcheol scenarios#seungcheol fanfic#seungcheol x you#seventeen smut#seventeen fanfic#svt x reader#svt fic
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bury me deep (where my words won’t reach you)
synopsis: it should’ve been me; it is me (or in other words, sudden confessions) | wc — 1.9k
[ !! ] — masterlist.
characters: ayato & kazuha x gn! reader (separate)
categories: fluff, slight angst if you use a magnifying glass, a little suggestive in kazuha’s part, modern au, scenarios
warnings: my inability to write kissing scenes 👎👎 also it’s just past 2:30am so this is not proofread my bad so if there are any proper, warnings please let me know
notes: an old fic that i edited bc omg ?? my grammar was horrible :(( pls do not spam like my posts! reblogs are always welcome however.
for @kamiyatos bc ayato (hope you don’t mind the tag 😓)
AYATO.
“Ah, so this is where you ran off to.”
You sighed. Dim lights filtered through the doorway as Ayato looked at your position on the floor with a smile.
“Nice place you’ve got,” he chuckled, closing the door slightly behind him and taking a seat next to you.
A sweet silence passed between you; muffled music from the gym and the cheering voices of students echoed through the hallway. You turned to gaze at him, resting a hand on your knee with your head leaning against the wall. It’s funny when you think about how much your tired eyes contrasted with his relaxed posture.
“Why'd you come looking for me?”
Ayato opened an eye, looking at you from the corner of it with a twitch of his lips before he said, “It's my duty as a part of the student council that everyone is enjoying themselves at these types of events. Even if it’s just a little bit.”
A stifled laugh turned into a dry cough as you gave him a lazy smirk in return, amused by his words.
“Does that duty not stretch to you yourself? Weren’t you voted the king of the dance this year? It’s strange for you to not be interacting with your loving fans.”
“Who cares about them? They don’t know me.” He sighed and muttered under his breath, “Not like you do.”
“Even so, you’d usually go and talk about the benefits of the event with the rest of stuco,” you shrugged. “It’s your night, you should be having fun.” He turned to face you more, running a hand through his hair.
“Would you believe me if I said that this,” he waved a hand between the two of you, “was my idea of fun?”
“No, I would not believe that hiding in the janitor’s closet is your idea of ‘fun’.” You uncurled your legs from the way they were previously scrunched up. “Then again, you are weird so it wouldn’t surprise me if that were true.” It’s faint, almost lost to the noise from the gym, but you could hear how a chuckle bubbled out of his throat and made out the way his shoulders shook with the sound.
“Even if the person I were to be hiding with is my best friend?”
“Especially if that person is your best friend.”
You shifted in your spot, the formal wear you had on stiff and unwilling to let you sit comfortably.
“God, I hate wearing stuff like this,” you muttered, glaring at him when he laughed at your misfortune. “Shut up. Don’t act as if you’re any more comfortable than I am.”
“If it makes you feel better, aside from the whole uncomfortable part,” he said as he looked you up and down, eyes softened, “I think you look great.”
You chuckled weakly. With a sigh, you closed your eyes and rested your head on the wall of the cramped space again.
“I highly doubt I look as great as you’re saying right now.” You heard a faint scoff come from him.
“Nonsense. You look amazing as always.”
Ayato speaks of nonsense just as it builds up in his chest, There was a longing, a crave even, for him to clasp his hand overtop yours; he fiddled with the buttons on his coat instead.
“I see you every day yet I’ve never wanted to kiss you more than right now,” he blurted out with a hushed voice, startling even himself with what spilled from his lips. A moment’s pause passed as he took in what he just said, unaware of the heat that crawled up your neck. He casted a weary glance towards you.
“My apologies, Y/n. My outburst was uncalled for and I'm sorry if what I said made you uncomfortable.” He covered his face with one hand. “I understand if this changes things and I completely accept if you only see me as a friend or if you don’t want to be friends any-”
The ramble was snuffed out as he was suddenly met with your lips pressed against his. You pulled him by the collar, eyes closed as you hastily swept him into a brief kiss. Ayato sat there dazed as you moved away, eyes casted away from him.
He hesitated, movements slowed as he rested a hand on the back of your neck and rubbed small circles on your cheek with his thumb. He smiled, and dove back in; breath fanned across your skin as he devoured the dizzying feelings and melted into the contact. A small amount of satisfaction filled your chest when you parted again, smiling as a red hue decorated his face while his eyes looked at you so dearly.
“In all fairness,” You rubbed the back of your neck and muttered inaudible words before continuing, “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time now, too.” You managed to whisper out, resting your forehead against his shoulder. A warmth covered your hands as you still gripped his collar with one, and raising your eyes you saw a kind smile sent your way.
“Kissing my childhood best friend in a janitor's closet, now that,” Ayato laughed, bold and bright, “that is more than enough fun.” Using the wall to brace himself, he gently raised you both off the ground.
“How would you like to go somewhere a little less cramped?”
“What are you, my prince charming?” You teased, hand held tightly in his and grinning bigger that the snort he let out,
“If anything, you’re the real saviour here. My ticket for leaving this event.” He bumped his shoulder against yours. “My precious knight in shining armour.” You lightly shoved him back.
“I love you,” you murmured, a dopey smile on your face. Ayato couldn’t tease you for it even if he wanted to because he probably looked the same, just as lovesick.
“I love you more.” It was softly said with such truth and sealed with a squeeze of his hand.
KAZUHA.
Soft chuckles could be heard through the library as the librarian sighed and sent a shush your way. Looking over his shoulder at the page, you couldn’t help but choke up on laughter as Kazuha recited the lines of poetry with a straight face. Tried too at least. Even as an admirer of poetry himself, romantic stanzas and free verses’ chalk full of metaphors about hearts fluttering like butterflies always sent chuckles the vibrated down his spine. Though he couldn’t deny how warm reading them out loud made him feel, imagining your wistful smile as he tells you his latest idea of love.
“That last poem reminds me of a book I've read before,” you mused, head tilted as you relaxed against the bookshelf. He sat down next to you with his lips curled into a grin.
“Oh really? What was it about?” You scratch the back of your neck, thinking for a moment.
“It was a classic teen romance novel. New kid in the school meets the main love interest, and the main love interest falls head over heels for the new kid.” You turned to face him. “The new kid plays hard to get but falls just as hard. Average love story.” You shrugged, a lopsided grin on your face. “Wasn’t my favourite read but definitely wasn’t the worst.”
“What's the title? I’d like to give it a try and see what all this fuss is about,” He asked, laughing at how you blinked blankly before shaking your head.
“I can't remember, sorry. It’s been a while since I’ve read it and besides, it really isn’t worth a whole reading session.” Kazuha cocked his head to the side, a curious glint in his eyes.
“And why not?”
“They kept dancing around each other a little too much for my liking. I mean, I love a good slow burn but damn.”
“I guess you aren’t the target audience then.”
You nodded your head and slumped against his shoulder, hair tickling the side of his neck.
“Definitely not,” you groaned. “Mainly because it reminds me of how lonely I am and how I won’t live out a romance like that.”
“What makes you say that?” Kazuha watched as your expression turned sour, lips pursed and brow furrowing slightly. His fingers twitched, wanting to cup your face and smother away that look to see you laugh and smile again.
“Romance in the middle of school seems…” you trailed off, an exasperated laugh breaking your sentence, “it looks hard. I don’t know how people do it. There’s already so much to do and a relationship on top of that.” You shook your head. “Full respect to students who can keep a healthy relationship going.”
He hummed to himself, taking in your words.
“That makes sense,” he mumbled and tried not to look so troubled by it. He sat up and you looked at him worriedly.
“Did I say something wrong? your tone is off,” you pointed out.
“No! I mean, no. Everything is fine. Don’t worry about it.” A bout of nervousness rushed through him as he coughed and smiled. He could tell you didn’t buy it; the sceptical look on your face said it all before you lunged at him, rolling you both onto the floor with you on top of him.
“Hey-” before he could even ask, he broke out in laughter as you began to dig fingers just below his ribs.
“W-wait!” He struggled to regain his bearings when you stopped, face flushed as he stared up at you. “What… what was that for?”
“I don't want to force you to tell me anything, but frowning doesn’t suit you.” you chuckled. Kazuha could help the small pout on his lips as he sat up onto his arms, slightly distracted with the way the light from the window hit your eyes.
“I love you so much,” he mumbled, shoulders shaking in both laughter and slight heartbreak, knowing that what you said earlier was right. “God, I wish I could kiss you.”
He stilled as your smile grew bigger; he hadn’t noticed the way your laughing had seized earlier or the hitch of your breath when he said those words.
“Say that again.” he gulped at the serious look on your face despite the grin you wore, heat creeping up his neck and ears turning pick as you moved closer.
“I wish I could kiss yo-”
His eyes widened as you connected your lips with his, a hand on his chin and noses nearly touching, before sinking into the feeling. It stirred up butterflies that darted around his chest, heart rapidly beating as you both pulled away. Kazuha raised a hand and hovered it over his mouth, as a new smile bloomed on his face. You found yourself joining in on his giggles again.
“What happened to not liking school romances?” He joked through the chuckles. His breath caught in his throat as you clutched his tie in your hand with a smirk.
“I think it’s going quite well right now but,” you leaned in closer, eyes trailing over his face, “I'll need to check again to make sure that’s not a fluke.”
He flushed under your stare.
“You remind me of a character from the book I was talking about earlier.”
“Oh? Which one?” He whispered. Your grin was dangerous.
“Definitely the new kid from that story.” You tugged him to look up. “Because i’ve been wanting this ever since we first started hanging out.”
#genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader#astronetwrk#ayato x reader#kazuha x reader#genshin fluff#ayato fluff#kazuha fluff#genshin x gender neutral reader#genshin impact scenarios#genshin impact imagines#genshin impact headcanons#genshin scenarios#kazuha x gender neutral reader#kazuha x you#ayato x you#! notepad.txt
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Woah look at me actually posting 2 things within the same month lol- this is a part 2 to the Otis fic i posted a few days ago. You don’t HAVE to read it to understand this but it does help! I have honestly fallen in love with Otis and his Princess so I might start doing small one-shots in this universe so if you have any ideas or request let me know!
Warnings: as stated reader is in deep for Otis like so much Stockholm syndrome going on. Slight smut. Reference to non-con. This is Otis we are talking about so he can be a warning himself. But also OOC Otis like he’s super sweet but still in an Otis way. Blood. Lots of blood. Killing people. Knives. If there’s any major i missed please let me know! But yeah- don’t like it don’t read it.
She/her pronouns for reader. I tried to keep descriptions to a minimum, did mention pulling readers hair a lot but I mean i pull my husbands hair a lot and he has short hair so yeah.
18+
Word count 3,698. Link to part 1
She woke up to hear steady soft snores in her ear and the feeling of shallow sleepy breaths under her. A long pale arm wrapped around her waist held her securely to him. He stayed. He really stayed this time like he promised. Usually he was gone by the time she woke up. Maybe it was still night and she had just woken too early. But she could see the rays of light streaming in from the window. It was morning for sure. She lifted her head as much as she could and luckily she could see the clock on the wall. One of his few gifts to her. He wouldn’t give her a calendar but he at least got her the clock so she could have some time awareness. The hands of the clock read 1:49. They had gotten home at 1:30am. And by the time all was said and done she imagine she fell asleep no later than 2:30am. They had slept for 11 hours. He never slept that much. She was about to try to wake him when his grip tightened on her waist pulling her against him. He brushed his nose against her hair and kissed her forehead.
“Stop fucking moving and go back to sleep Princess.” He mumbled against her skin.
She relaxed against him and hummed contently. “But it’s almost 2 in the afternoon. We’ve been sleeping all day.”
“And if I say go back to sleep you fucking go back to sleep. Sleep for the next week if I say so.” He grunted out at her.
She nodded her head against his chest and closed her eyes again. What game was this? For sure a new one, they had never played a game like this before. Maybe it was the calm before the storm and next time she woke up he’d have her hanging from meat hooks on the ceiling or thrown back in the basement.
She was never able to fall back asleep. She just stayed very still against him other than occasionally tracing her fingers up and down his chest lazily like she was in a dream. Finally once the sun was setting did he stir awake. She was mid way up his chest near his heart when his hand clutched hers. If she wasn’t so use to him it would have hurt but she knew his grip was stronger than an alligators bite.
“Mornin’ Princess.” His still half asleep voice was low and rough. She laughed a little and shook her head.
“Ain’t mornin’ anymore. Almost dinner time.”
As if on cue Baby’s voice could be heard from the bottom of the stairs, “Otis! I haven’t seen my little best friend in two whole days. It’s about time you let her down here to see me and Mama.”
Otis groaned and rubbed his face before flinging her off him onto the floor. He stood up and looked down at where she had stayed on the floor like his good little girl. “Put some clothes on.” He threw her a pile of fabric at her. She separated it to reveal her shorts and one of his ‘burn this flag’ tank tops. Another change to the game. He never let her wear his clothes outside of the flannel she got to wear during the winter. Even then it was just the one and she had to keep track of it or else it was taken and hidden from her in a wicked game of hide and seek. She slid the clothes on without questioning him. “Perfect.” He grabs her face and kisses her harshly. But not as harshly as during a game. It wasn’t a true romantic kiss like the one from the night before but it wasn’t a one sided “I own you and can put my mouth anywhere I please” kiss either. “Come on Sweetheart.” He took her hand and led her down the stairs to the table.
The family were already seated and she noticed four guest sitting on the far end of the table. Two men and two women. One of the men looked extremely excited to be there while the other man and the women looked like they’d rather be anywhere else.
Mama immediately got up at the sight of them and floated towards them. She was so elegant and graceful.
“Oh my sweet Otis and little Darling. You joined us. How special is this? Come sit, sit. We have guest and it’s Halloween. I am blessed today.” She cooed before returning to her seat. “Masks on everyone.” She announced placing her own masks on her face. The others followed suit with the expect of one of the women and Otis and his girl.
“Put the damn mask on or she won’t let us have dessert!” Grandpa huffed from across the table.
The women sneered towards Otis and her, “They don’t have masks. Why do I have to do it?” Oh she was an entitled thing. Otis hated that kind of girl, his princess was never like that not even when he first got her.
“Playin’ by different rules sugar.” Otis spat out at her with venom laced words. She looked at him shocked before placing the mask on her face. The group ate in silence for a few minutes before the man who was acting like he was at DisneyLand spoke up.
“So uh any of you heard of Doctor Satan?” Everyone’s eyes shot up and glared holes into his head. She looked around at Mama and then to Otis who cleared his throat. He went on to spin the tale of Doctor Satan as if it were just that, a story. But she knew better. She knew the truth. Before anything else could be said Baby rang the gong. Time for her show.
Everyone filed into the show room and watched as Baby did her performance. She was a natural talent. She could even be in the picture shows. Baby was dancing close to one of the men and the woman next to him seemed to be jealous. She thought that’s probably what she would like that when Baby was all over Otis if she didn’t know the truth about their relationship. Sure they had done things in the past but once Otis brought her home and finally into his room and Baby claimed her as her “little best friend” all sexual acts between them stopped.
“A girl doesn’t two-time on her little best friend, Otis. She’d get all upset and cry. Best friends don’t make each other cry.” She had told him once he tried to get handsy with her. He didn’t care if the stupid girl got upset. He just wanted a good fuck and the girl locked in his room had yet to truly prove herself to him. Sure she could spread her legs and open her mouth but she wasn’t as exciting as Baby. Until one day out of the blue she was. She was doing everything just how Baby did it. Turns out the poor girl had begged Baby to tell her what to do to keep his attention on her. And boy was she a quick learner.
Lost in her head she didn’t realize all the movement going on around until screams hit her ears and she was picked up, thrown over Otis’s shoulder. He threw her into one of the empty rooms that only held a bed and a dresser. He pushed her onto the bed and held his knife to her throat.
“You move out of this room. You die. You scream or make a noise. You die. You do anything that’s not staying in this room and shutting your fucking mouth. You. Die.” He pulled her by her hair to lock eyes with her. His eyes were even more blood thirsty than usual. “Understand me, Princess?”
Her lip quivered, what was happening? She had never seen guest end like this. Yes they killed and took their cars and money but this felt different. He pulled her hair harder and pushed the knife deeper into her throat waiting her response.
“Yes, I’ll be good. Stay here and be quiet.” Her wide eyes glistened with tears threatening to fall from the pressure on her head from her pulled hair. He nodded and let her hair go, running his fingers through it for a moment.
“Good girl. If I haven’t come to get you by morning you can come find me okay?” She nodded again quickly. He grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. “I love you Princess.”
He said it again! Twice in one day! She happily kissed him back and smiled wide at him, “I love you, too.” He brushed her hair out once more before leaving the room making sure the door locked behind them.
She didn’t even realized she had fallen asleep until she woke with a jump. Had it really been that long? After Otis had left she paced the room before she decide to explore the dresser a bit. In the top drawer was an old worn copy of some book she’d never heard of but from the picture on the cover it looked to be some cliché romance. She sat on the bed resting her back against the wall and started reading, having nothing better to do. She must have fallen asleep mid-read. She looked out the window. Sunshine. It was morning and Otis hadn’t come back for her. What if something happened? Was he hurt? Did those guest hurt him or Baby or Mama? She was even worried for Hugo. She leapt to her feet and bounded towards the door. Just as she was about to fiddle with the lock she heard the click of a key and the turn of the doorknob. She jumped back so the door wouldn’t hit her when it swung open.
On the other side of the door stood her Otis. Her sweet, loving, blood covered, Otis.
“Sorry I’m late Princess had to clean up someone else’s mess. But I got a surprise for you.” He smirked and took her hand. He led her back to the room they shared and covered her eyes to keep her surprise from her. Was this a real surprise? Like a present? “It ain’t much but we gotta start ya off with something easy, okay?” He removed his hands from her eyes and she blinked at the sudden light from the darkness. Once her eyes adjusted she saw the surprise. Tied to chairs and knocked out sat two of the guest. The man in glasses that Baby had sang to and the women she assumed was his girlfriend or wife.
Otis pulled her against his chest and kissed the top of her head. “I have an idea for these two fuck ups and I need my pretty little Princess to help me. Gonna teach ya to be a real artist not just my muse.” He handed her one of his knives and took one in his own hand. “You get the girl shes more your size. Don’t fuck it up Princess.” He moved over to the man and bent down by his ankles, “All it takes is a clean up to the ankles.” He swiftly sliced the knife threw the mans skin causing him to pop his eyes open with a scream. His screaming then woke the woman. “Your turn Princess.”
She twisted the handle in her hands and looked at him nervously. “Come on Princess, it ain’t hard.” Somehow she only heard his voice. She knew the people were screaming and crying but she was focused on him. Tired of waiting he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the floor and held her smaller hand in his. “Like this.” With a flick their wrist the knife cut one of the woman’s ankles. “You do the next one.”
She took a breath and moved closer to the other unharmed ankle. Her eyes flickered to his for a moment before exhaling and cutting through the skin. She hit a vein just right and blood splattered on her face and chest. She stood up as Otis whistled at her.
“Damn didn’t think you could get any prettier but I was wrong. This is how you’re meant to look Princess.” He pulled her close and licked some of the blood off her face. “Let’s give the happy couple some alone time. Should be done by the time we come back.” He smirked and jammed his knife into the woman’s thigh. He looked at her than to the man and back to her. She got the message. She walked to the man and stood above him.
“Wait, wait, wait! I know you. You’re that girl who went missing last year. The millionaire’s stepdaughter. Just let us go and we can take you home to your family and away from these psychos.”
Otis growled and almost pounced on the man but she raised her hand to stop him. “This is my home. This is my family. This is all I need. You don’t fucking know me. You know my face and you know my name but you don’t know me. Only my family knows me. Only Otis knows me.” She screamed in his face so close it fogged his glasses before stabbing him the thigh twisting the blade a few times for extra hurt.
The man and the woman continued screaming and begging for their lives as Otis took her away. He took her to the bathroom and ran the shower. Peeling off her blood soaked clothes slowly before removing his own. He pulled her under the water and watched as it mixed with the blood on her face and ran down the drain. Wordlessly he titled her head back and let the water run through her hair.
All of this was so new. Never had they done this before. And if they had she was sure it would have just been about sex. But he was being gentle and soothing. She could his erection plan as day but decided if he wasn’t making this about sex she shouldn’t either. She hummed as he brushed through her wet hair getting all the blood out. Normally he would be smearing all over her. She always let him do it. She always let him do whatever made him happy. But as soon as he was done with her she would run to the shower as fast as she could to clean herself. But now he was cleaning it off her. Gentle rubbing his hands down her body in a non-sexual way. Once he was satisfied with how clean she was he moved their places and let the water trail over himself. All of this done in silence. Only the water running and their breathing could be heard. Finally he cut he water and stepped out leaving her standing in the shower.
“Feel better Princess?” He asked wrapping her in a towel that was honestly probably dirtier than them when they entered the shower.
“Yes, thank you.” She smiled at him wide eyed.
“Have another surprise for you while we wait for those fucks to finish up.” He walked her back to their room, “Get your clothes on. Whatever you want.” He said as he went to inspect the people in to the corner who’s yelling had turned to whimpers.
She dug through her clothes finally able to pick her own outfit. She quickly put on a soft lavender purple matching bra and panties then looked over to him.
“All your clothes. We’re going back down stairs.” Oh she really got to pick her own outfit. This never happened. She went back to drawers and dug again finding her blue jean shorts and a black shirt. She slipped them on and looked to him again. “That’s better Princess. Now down the stairs.” He gestured to the door and followed her down the staircase. “This way.” He pulled her outside and towards one of the sheds where they kept the extra clothes and other items from guest who never left.
He opened the door and pushed her inside. He lit a match and fired up a lamp hanging from the ceiling. She stood still as he rooted around looking for something. She thought about asking him if she could help him find whatever it was he was looking for but as soon as she opened her mouth to speak he turned to her box in hand. “Come here pretty girl.” He called her closer and held out the box to her. “A pretty princess needs a pretty jewel. Take whichever one you want.”
She looked inside the box and gasped. Inside were tens if not hundreds of shining rings. Some silver, some gold, some with diamonds, others with colored gems, and some that were just metal. She dug around looking for any she might like and took a few in hand. She went to try and size it to her right hand finger but he stopped her.
“Other hand Princess.”
She cocked her head to the side in confusion, “But that hands for a wedding band.”
“Just do it don’t fucking argue with me.” Hell for once in his damn life he was trying to be genuine and she had to run her mouth.
She nodded and moved to her other hand. She tried a few too small. A few too big. And a few she just didn’t like how they sat on her finger. Otis was starting to get impatient with her once again, always taking forever. He looked around in the box and found he liked and grabbed her hand sliding the band over her finger. She looked at her hand then to him and back at her hand again. The gem was a deep ruby red similar to his ever beloved blood and the band was the same silver as his knives. It was perfect. Just like her Otis was perfect.
“It’s perfect.” She whispered as if it would break if spoke too loud. “But why?”
“What can’t do a fucking nice thing for you?”
“No. No. Thank you. I just don’t understand what’s happening.”
“I’ve told you a hundred times. You are mine forever.” Why couldn’t she get that through her thick skull?
She fiddled with the ring on her finger, “I know. And I’m happy to be yours forever. But, but this feels like you wanna marry me or something. And I…”
“Well we ain’t having no big ole party and it ain’t gonna be legal. But married and forever are the same things,” he interrupted her.
She took a deep breath, she imagined he wouldn’t like what she was about to say and needed to muster up all her courage. “I know I get that. But married also means one and only forever. You are my one and only but am I yours? Married means no other girls.”
Otis put the box holding the rings down and grabbed her face in both hands making her look up at him.
“Princess, ain’t had anyone in my bed except you since I brought you in it. Knew you was something special. A man’s gotta settle down sometime. Get him a sexy little housewife. Hell maybe even knock you up have little brats running around. Mama and Baby would love that.” Sincere. He was being sincere and true and kind and all the things she didn’t even think Otis Driftwood knew what the definitions were.
Tears flowed down her cheeks flooding over his hands. “Really? You want a family? With me?”
“Fuck yeah I do Princess. Any woman that can slice an ankle that clean and not flinch when the blood hits her face is a woman I wanna keep.” He kissed her and rested his forehead against her, “Don’t mean I’m gonna be nicer. I will still cut your throat if you leave or do anything stupid. Still gonna pull you by your hair. And fuck you how I like whenever I like.” He grabbed her hair and yanked her to slide before sinking his teeth into her neck. There was the Otis she knew and, in a sick twisted way, loved. He pulled back and grinned at her with her blood running down his chin.
“Let’s go back and finish our art piece.” He led her back up the stairs and found their models ready to pose.
After working on the art piece for hours she was again covered in blood and guts and pieces of someone else’s flesh were stuck to her. Otis gave the piece a once over and turned to her, equally as messy as she was.
“I don’t think I’ve seen anything more perfect. Besides you Princess.” He smirked at her and winked.
She didn’t know what game this was but she hoped they played it forever. All the sweet words he had been whispering in her ear, as he guided her hands showing her how to work on the art piece and use his many tools, were sounding more and more like a dream come true. He wanted to marry her, well he had ‘married’ her, and wanted a family with her. That was something she always dreamed of- being a mother and having a family. Even if her family was messed up and sick in the head. She was excited about the future.
“Let’s get you clean up and off to bed, Princess.” He kissed her forehead and took her to the shower to clean again. She truly felt like she was in a dream. Once they were clean he took her to bed and let her curl up on him like he did the day before.
“We‘ll take them to Spaulding tomorrow. I’ll bring you with me.” He promised her.
“Thank you. For everything you have done for me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my whole life.” She looked up and pressed a kiss to his jaw.
“Me either, Princess. Me either.” He held her face and kissed her forehead. “Now sleep and don’t fucking wake up until the sun is shining.”
#otis driftwood fanfic#otis driftwood#house of 1000 corpses#otis driftwood x reader#house of 1000 corpses fanfic#house of 1000 corpses x reader#slashers#slashers x reader#slasher fanfic
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I have 5 boxes of Good Omens zines and merch in my house and I should NOT by the end of the summer. Did you miss these the first time around? Come talk to me!
🎶 “Don't cha wish your bookshelf was hawt like mine? Don't cha?” 🎶
Over 2 years, with a group of friends and fellow fans, I worked on 6 Good Omens print zines (plus another 7 or 8 digital only?) I wrote and was the editor for ones with stories; I did marketing for all of them. I know these books too well, their rising emotions, their jokes, the sexy bits...
Now, I’m the one who has all the physical overstock. Which accumulates..... Oh, does it accumulate haha
I’ve spent the past few days preparing to let you know what is in these boxes.
So!
Fellow Good Omens fans, drop me a line. I have all the books in the 2nd picture and they could be yours instead. I also have various merch which will need homes. Some more pics of those and books below!
This @oursidezines Pride 2022 book could be yours! I have most of the pride flag postcards too. Out of and low on a few.
This @WingZine could be yours! I have all postcards to join it as well. And a spare few bookmarks and stickers.
This @ineffableeraszine vol 3: Bookshop 1800s could be yours! I have the postcards that go with it; and a tidy number of bookmarks, the Aziraphale sticker, and the Crowley sticker. Plus the lanyard with PVC card.
This @IneffableEras vol 2: Soho 1967 could be yours!
I have the postcards that go with it, a handful of the “You Go Too Fast For Me” Crowley and Aziraphale charm, and a few pages of stickers. Plus the lanyard with PVC card.
Here's what the lanyards and PVC cards look like, so you can know! For other merch, come talk to me. 1800s' card is half an inch slimmer than 1941 and 1967.
All have an about 16 inch lanyard with "Ineffable Eras” printed in an Era-unique font. All with lobster clasp style hook.
I have a hold on all my remaining @IneffableEras vol 1: Blitz 1941 (if someone decides not to get it, or after held copies reach their destination). These were from my personal stash, so there were not many.
If you’d like to roll the dice I can take your name, but it's a long shot. Those who have a hold on a copy know it’s their last chance to get one.
I HAVE postcards, a few stickers, the Aziraphale charm and the Crowley charm, and the above lanyard.
THE EASIEST WAY TO REACH ME is twitter: https://twitter.com/OlivierHennis.
But you can message me here. I’m doing this all myself, so just give me a little time. I haven’t slept in almost 24 hours bc I hyperfixated on taking stock and doing the pictures. XD So I’m gonna go do that. [11:30am EST, May 10, 2023.]
I’ll make updates on this post if/when zines or merch are fully gone!
Thanks! And HAPPY GOOD OMENS 33RD ANNIVERSARY!
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ok i am finally home and it’s STORYTIME WITH THE WAITER !! *rubs hands together* long post btw my thoughts are very hectic i am sleep deprived and hungover so excuse me t-t
so last night we went to this place with 2 of my coworkers (that are also close friends of mine) — it’s a club restaurant actually, the music is chill and not so loud until about 10-10:30pm so you can eat and chat with friends and then after that it’s showtime (hot men put on a show, they dance and strip, the latter is not that hardcore btw). turns out they organize different shows every night so it’s not always that. ANYWAY, we had a waitress assigned to our table but the place was so full and she was busy running around catering to everyone so instead of waiting i asked the waiter in question for the menu :3 so he brought us 3 and was like “sorry my coworker is very busy, if she can’t handle all her tables i will gladly take care of you tonight”. guys he is super cute i tell you, he’s got that big smile on his face all the time and a super positive energy flowing from him + he jokes around with ease and just seems to be so easygoing and friendly and i find that so attractive NOT TO MENTION he is very handsome and has a beard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sadly though he didn’t end up taking our table bc the waitress made it work somehow, she was super lovely btw <3 he was constantly passing by our table though and we both shamelessly stared at each other every time lmao
anyway as the night went on and we downed 4 bottles of wine and started dancing my mischievous coworkers invited him to our table for a bit and he did not decline even though he was working, he just casually sat down with us and behaved like we’ve always known each other ajksdskas. so we poured him a glass of wine, said cheers and then danced a bit AND THEN t-t my coworker took an empty water bottle and spun it on the floor (do you see where i am going) and it ended up pointing towards me and the waiter t-t and that same coworker was like “you have to kiss her now, these are the rules” and i was like :0 just standing there like :0 what :0 what :0 he then came to me and looked me in the eyes and put his hands on my cheeks but didn’t kiss me immediately, i think he was waiting for my reaction like i’m going give you 3 secs to push me away if you don’t want to but ofc I DID WANT TO KISS HIM so we in fact kissed.
after we were done kissing my coworker literally placed the bottle between us again, didn’t spin it this time just put it there between us like ok round 2 now, keep going KSJHDKSJSAA and he looked at me and was like “how about you kiss me this time” with a smug smile. part of me wanted to slap him but a bigger part of me wanted to keep kissing him so that’s that sigh we kissed again. HE IS SUCH A GOOD KISSER it’s not my fault :/
later we had some time to chat and exchange numbers etc.. and im glad we did bc i wanted to apologize to him for what my friends pulled with that orchestrated spin the bottle. and he was like “i am very content things turned out that way actually and i hope you don’t mind it either, and also — i hope you are single too” <- he looked so cute saying this that i ended up kissing him again help. then we talked some more and kissed some more. around 3:30am we had to leave bc we had work in like a few hours so i called a taxi and he waited with me outside even though he was still at work (i hope he did not get in trouble for that + spending a lot of time with us t-t) and then opened the car door for me and told me to text him when i get home t-t but i forgot bc i was a bit drunk and all i wanted to do was sleep right away so i just passed out. BUT HE CALLED ME and was like you home safe? and i was like yep yepp !! then i saw that he texted me a few times to check on me and maybe got worried that i did not reply so he called t-t
today he kept texting me all day casually updating me on how his day is going + asking questions about my day and etc. he sent me a selfie in the morning and was like “ok since you’re not drunk anymore can you please look at me and confirm that you still like me” LMAO he is so !! doki doki !! makes me laugh a lot but also i want to punch him sometimes bc he’s so smug but then again i can’t bc he’s also very cute and pretty t-t anyway i shall keep you updated on mr waiter v_v WAIT actually he’s also an engineer but works as a waiter too + he’s a foreigner but has been living here for a long time, knows the language fluently and has the cutest tiny accent when saying certain words IT’S SO CUTE anyway i need to take a shower now i am so tired t-t
#— ai rambles#he seems to good to be true like#i am thinking to myself WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM THERE MUST BE SOMETHING t-t right?#also i love how he decided that we must absolutely see each other and was like im sorry work is rly busy but i am available today and on#sunday but today maybe you might want to rest after last night so i'll leave it up to you#t-t he's also considerate WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM#t-t
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Okay so a lot happened this date lmfao, but lemme just summarise:
1. Met some of his friends. Initially was supposed to be 6pm-10pm, but we ended up drinking the night away. They were all dudes and I was initially uncomfy until I got them drinks in. Ended up at one of his friend’s house until 6am, drunk as fuck, drinking more and trauma bonding, and got back to his (cat guy’s) house at 7:30am. Basically pulled an all nighter for the first time and not even for a fucking assignment lmfao. Added 3/4 of them on Instagram because one of them left too early for me to be drunk enough to have the courage to ask for their instas LMFAO. Also ended up peeing in a bush (they all encouraged me then walked away lmfao) because I couldn’t wait till we got to his friend’s house and I think some passer by MIGHT have seen me skdksks. Also didn’t end up ice skating because my fuckass foot hurts. I ended up skipping my first day of uni because of the fucking all nighter I pulled due to the drinks and stayed at his house for the rest of the day 💀
2. His friend kept calling me a “secret” and saying cat guy was hiding me LMAO. Turns out cat guy never name dropped me and only told them he was dating someone, so I don’t think they knew who I was exactly until very recently (probably as recently as just two days before). There is only one friend who he’s talked to about me in a more extensive manner.
3. Found out he might be moving to another state in one or two years for a contractor job. Most likely for 6 months, and most likely not a permanent position, and might be coming back to our state anyway, so it’s probably temporary from the sounds of things. Nothing’s confirmed or offical, but I’m a bit worried as he can’t seem to do long distance but maybe that will change in the future lol, but we should probably focus on whether we’ll even make it for another 1-2 years LMAO. But yeah. I did think “What if I get hurt and we break up when that happens? That means all the time I’ve invested would have gone to waste. Maybe I should end things now and cut my losses?” BUT HEAR ME OUT, I also realise that would be very premature and a little stupid to do as again, nothing is set in stone yet and plans could very well change. At first when I asked him if we’d be okay if that happens, he didn’t really have an answer, but we talked a bit more about it and ended up agreeing we could probably work something out in order for us to manage if it ever happens. It could work, so I wouldn’t want to break things off early for no reason. So yeAH. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
4. Hopped on a Discord call with his friends for like 10 minutes then hopped off. He’s currently gaming right now as we speak lolol, I’m here laying in his bed on my phone typing this post skikdkd
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My 2 week social media cleanse:Day 1
Last night I decided to take a break from social media for 2 weeks straight, posting included. These are the apps I will be taking a break from, Tik tok, Instagram, discord, YouTube and Pinterest & podcasts. I was going to add tumblr as well but I recently started using tumblr and I am learning a lot from it and I’m actually reading important posts that relate to my goals but that doesn’t mean I’ll be on tumblr all day, there will be a limit. I think YouTube & Pinterest can be helpful but not if you’re constantly consuming content. For example I went to the gym this morning and I remembered I have a fitness board saved on my Pinterest, so I opened it to view and practice the workouts I had saved. Same with YouTube, I won’t be watching any YouTubers that show their lives or talk about their ideology, it will only be used for workouts, audiobooks & music. I won’t be looking at any new pins on Pinterest other than recipes and my workout/ self help section. Everything will have limits on them. It’s important that we don’t over consume online content, helpful or not.
This morning was very productive, I woke up at 7:30am and decided to go to the gym. I showered and got ready. I was in the gym for about 40 minutes which was longer than I anticipated. I was planning on being there for only 15 minutes but my timer went off rather quickly. I stretched, did arm exercises with 2 “5”pound weights, jump roped and did 9 minutes on the treadmill. It was nice to truly focus on my self with no distractions and I felt beautiful in the gym. After that I came home put on a documentary and did my hair, makeup & got dressed. I then headed to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I finished all of this before the hour of 12 ended. Then I made a cup of tea & breakfast and then read for about 40 minutes to an hour.
What I learned: Life is a lot better when you’re not constantly on social media, life is a lot better when you aren’t constantly comparing yourself to people on Instagram or Tik tok. Life feels so peaceful when you’re the only person you have to compare yourself to. I realized not everyone has the strength to do this but I highly recommend turning off your notifications for all social media apps, it will help you stay off on the apps more. I think that going on a 2 week social media break will help to break the addiction. Social media is what was stopping me from my goals, laying in bed all day online is not healthy. Also I think that we shouldn’t spend more than 3 hours on any platform a day. Add that limit and try not to break it. I recommend not being on your phone/ laptop/ iPad in the mornings at all. I use my Alexa dot for an alarm and at 7pm I turn off all devices until 10am-12pm, unless you’re looking at directions or something.
What I’m focusing on: During this time I will be focusing on reading, exercising and exploring my city. Being in the real world. I want to recreate myself into my dream person before I start dating again. I plan on dating and marrying only wealthy men when I’m ready to get back out there. I will be trying real life dating but I also want to give dating sites/dating apps another try. I’m staying away from the big bad 3: tinder, bumble & hinge 🤢. These apps are full of dusty after dusty just looking for a random hook up. Some women have good luck on them but I am not one of those women. I predict I’ll be ready in about 3 months and then I’ll do some research. I would prefer only dating In real life but online dating maximizes your chances. If the new sites or apps give me the same ick that the big bad do then they will be deleted asap. I’m praying that I have good luck meeting quality men in person. If I run into someone during this time and they want to take me on a nice date I’m not against it but I won’t have the intention of meeting anyone when I’m out.
In the mean time I will be healing my body from the inside out with a healthy but balanced diet, whitening my teeth and wearing my retainer, reading a variety of different books on different topics to sharpen my conversation skills, perfecting my routine, working out at the gym and going on mornings walks, keeping my nails and feet done at all time, perfecting my makeup and hair skills, learning how to style my clothes better while updating my wardrobe and much much more. I’m in the middle of a major transformation and I need to take some time to work on myself. This doesn’t happen over night. I’ve been on my level up journey for almost a year now, it’s a journey that never ends but I am close to becoming the person I want to be. I will be updating y’all on my journey weekly. The real world is where it’s at. <3
[These Pictures are all from Pinterest & were previously downloaded on my phone]
#soft life#soft black girls#hypergamy#black women in femininity#level up#spoiled girlfriend#trophywife#stay at home girlfriend#black women in luxury#black girl luxury#black luxury#luxury#black women in leisure#princess treatment
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Live Broadcast Decided--!
Evening
Aired on 9/3 (Sat) "Ara Ara Kashiko"
Ishida Ayumi Goes~ ~Kessenuma Platinum Kabocha ver.~
It will also air on, 10/2 (Sun) 1:25PM~
"Sundays Ara Kashi" 🎃
By all means please watch it!
Today, 9/30 is,
12th generation 8 year anniversary 🎉
Congratulations~~~~~
Looking back on when the 12th generation had just joined,
I was surprised like, they were so young!
I'm looking at a lot of older sisters now!
Thank you as always 😌🍀
Tomorrow, the weekend has finally arrived,
There is a concert in Tachikawa but!
I'm also looking forward to this and that song those 3 will sing 🤭❤️
I feel like there has been a lot of time since the first day 😕 I want to have live soon---
On TACHIKAWA STAGE GARDEN, Sat and Sun!
Thank you very much for your support!
Again from yesterday,
Thank you very much! From the Instalive!
I said myself that I wanted to do it--,
I wanted to prepare streamers and cake,
And I talked about incorporating dance,
and such, I was thinking of things like buwa-- but 🤦♀️ lol
I had fun,
did you have fun.....!
Suddenly,
Harunan and Duu live called me,
Really thank you, you two-- 😭💛🧡
Maa, came over lol
Thank you-- 💚
When I calmed down,
I didn't think there was any content...... 🤦♀️
Nah but listening,
I wanted to be like, Its the 11th anniversary! Yay!
That was the main theme so,
if I think about it that way, thats how the stream was←
...... 😕
🤣💙 lol
I was trying to let you know,
but I forgot to tell you to watch #HelloProDanceAcademy ⚠️
I was trying to talk about it,
the picture I posted just before was me smiling with a cake,
I forgot to explain why I was smiling like that,
.....I'll explain someday ⚠️
Even though I really wanted to dance,
I kinda didn't really dance at all...... ⚠️
Moreover I waiting for the call while talking,
Everything I was talking about was fluffy ⚠️
Thank you for your questions ⚠️
It was kind of burning a lot of calories!? lol
Also, there was lag between the comments and the stream,
It seems there was quite a bit of you like that on the stream 💥
Even though the comments will be there on the archive...... 😕
I also wanted to respond slowly to the comments,
The clothes were cute, right,
they were hand me downs from Takahashi Ai-san 💛
The kind of have a party vibe 💛
Yeah, thats how it was 🙃
I'll send it to the cleaners soon 🙃
Don't say anything 🙃
Its ok it didn't stain white!!!!!!
But, I heard many voices of enjoyment,
that is what really makes me the most happy so,
Thank you very much again,
to the many people who watched it 🐣
Ah, I really forgot about the running time but,
I think the ending was perfect 😎💚 ←
Thank you very much towards 12 years as well!!!!
I'll also post this on my blog 💛💙💚🧡💜
Also everyone,
Tonight #HelloProDanceAcademy is airing,
The new member will be decided!!!
I'm assuming some of you haven't seen it yet,
so I'll write that you should watch the show but,
You can watch it on Amazon prime!
Everyone ins OCHA NORMA was wonderful 😌🎉
By all means thank you very much,
for your support towards the show from now on too!
Ohh?
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10/13 (Thurs) 9:00~2:30AM (Live Broadcast)
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see you ayumin <3
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Frisky Dingo #3: “Pimp My Revenue” | October 30, 2006 – 12:30AM | S01E03
The serialization continues! In this episode, Killface becomes a talking-point on a Regis and Kelly style morning talk show, where a rapper-turned-actor (promoting a movie whose clip is essentially a parody of Reservoir Dogs but with clowns) and the hosts mock Killface's postcard for it’s bad grammar (It says “welcome to you're DOOM!” and also “DOOM!” is in quotes for no reason).
Val, Killface's geishafied assistant, was partially responsible for the fuck up (though she blames Killface for signing off on the proofs), redeems herself by getting Killface on the show to discuss his position of wanting to destroy Earth by pushing it into the sun. It doesn't go how he planned; he unwittingly helps them shill for Toyota Scion. The Toyota Scion would actually wind up being advertised in Assy McGee, an upcoming Adult Swim show. I vaguely recall their ads showing up during commercial breaks on Adult Swim. I think at this time Adult Swim was starting to partner with their advertisers to create unique ads.
Xander Crewes is periodically shown monitoring all this. He has a prototype Killface doll (in episode 2 he revealed his plan to make Killface Awesome-X's new villain so he can market a new line of action figures). He gives a presentation that sorta re-iterates his plans, but these scenes are sorta nonsense if you haven't been already following along. They call back the Stan's clone gag and unless you saw the last episode it's inexplicable. A similar insert shot of the Xtacles watching Regis and Friends is also inexplicable.
I feel like covering this show is going to be a lot of me saying the same thing over and over. I don't laugh out loud when I watch this show, much, but I do marvel at the fact that it's fairly well-written despite coming from the morons who brought us Sealab 2021. It's decent, but I don't usually laugh.
I want to touch on a thing, and I don't really have a point here: I just think it's neat to track public opinion at various points in time and like to think there's value in it. Killface's cathchpase almost was like “hate America”, like he muttered it under his breath when he was frustrated by something he perceived to be a specifically American cultural phenomenon. I guess a true thing about this guy is that he hates America so much he's willing to destroy the entire Earth just to get to America. For those of you who don't remember 2006, Post 9/11 and the war on terror were a terrible time for this country. Being unpatriotic would easily get you ostracized, beaten-up, or both.
A few episodes ago I talked about how common rape jokes were at this time as an acceptable-to-most “edgy” punchline. Anti-American sentiments were extremely uncommon in American media, and I would bet that most people would have considered this edgy? I don't know, maybe not. I just think most comedy didn't go there that much? Like satire that criticized America had to be slyer than this, without actually verbalizing “this is anti-American”. I don’t know, this was the era when Amanda Bynes made some PG-comedy and the studios opted to re-edit the poster so she wasn’t doing a peace sign, afraid that the movie would be protested by pro-war republicans. You can make an argument that this isn’t actually censorship, but functionally it sorta is. I guess the point I’m making is: America has always been awful and full of bad actors over-reacting to stuff.
EPHEMERA CORNER:
Not sure the date on this, but remember when I talked about Adult Swim being in bed with Scion? Where here’s one of their bumper/ads. They always did that color grey to signify that it wasn’t a real bumper, but a commercial disguised as a bumper:
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Too much had happen in these last weeks… I just ?!?………
Idk what I attract these people. The places I go out at night. The drinks. The people. Surrounded by so many. I don’t know what I’m doing lately and so much distractions…. And N I saw at the club two weekends ago and she did quit the job. X reasons. I mean she was like this day is my last and that’s it. It’s been exactly two weeks. Crazy how time went fast. She ignored me at the club and she made a whole deal that she didn’t see me lol but she greeted my friend next to me lol. Jealousy idk. But these 3 girls on me and it was such a crazy weird night.. I mean I don’t regret it but it’s so freaking cringe… and that y3imy girl is crazy.. tho she’s cute af tho... I met her that night and got me drinks in the vip.. I was already drinking since 4pm because a cookout and smoked some.. then some friends took us until 2:30am the next day at the club still drinking. I met them girls because they offer to dance and they idk. It’s so fuckinh cringe. The things that happen in the club and idk who saw what was happening and the videos goshhhh I hope the club didn’t record us. Lmao. Then that one girl posted two videos on IG which I didn’t even know her but I was holding her hand and all over and for N not to notice but I swear she did. But ok fake and pretend. But I’m glad that’s over because all the dramas and talks at work and the arguing. Gosh. Like no wonder people thought something was happy between us. And for her to say it’s me is bs. Just cause I saw of my past doesn’t mean I enjoy it because I never did.. fighting nah… I just want to be ok. And be friends. And chill and nothing more. But ugh with alcohol and feeling spiteful and seeing people in the clubs always gets me so fucking annoyed and that motivates me to be the worst🥴.. it fuels me up and I hate that about me so much. Also S hates me so. Yup.
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It Takes a Village? | by IV, V and Me
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It Takes a Village? | by IV, V and Me
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“It Takes a Village”
We have all heard it… shoot, I think I even said it last week, but is ‘it takes a village’ just a phrase or is it really truth? Honestly, this phrase never even crossed my mind until my son was born and all the villagers came out of hiding with the good, the bad and the ugly advice; but this didn’t really bother me until I got some parenting experience under my belt. My son is 9 months old so obviously I am now an expert… even so; I was now ready to bestow my “parenting wisdom” on other moms. As soon as another mom mentioned any struggle she was having with her kids, I wanted to jump in to save the day with my expert advice on the matter… queue the other mom holding back on rolling her eyes as I ask the question all moms know too well “have you tried this?” like she hadn’t googled every possible solution to the problem she was dealing with. Was I really going to be that villager, the one with the pitchfork of advice at the ready any time I talked to another mom? Is a village necessary to survive parenthood? If so, what is truly needed?
Getting to the truth
I decided it was time to actually get other mommy perspectives on the subject of ‘it takes a village’. So, I gave a shout out to the Facebook world with 4 questions, two for and two against parenting advice to see if the “village” was more helpful or harmful.
Once you become a mom, something that is needed is thick skin, so that when you do end up receiving unwarranted advice, you can take it with a grain of salt. My friend Jamey W. said it best “I have heard/felt things that while harsh at the time, as I reflected (and minimized my pride) realized they were probably right or at least something there that should be considered.” This is a mom with a teenager and a college student; her answer is why I need to have mentors in my village to explain, “Pride causes us to miss a lot of truth.” Yes, getting offended is a cultural phenomenon, but instead of pouting, I can take what has been said and use it to grow and become a better, more developed person. I learned pride gets in the way of even allowing myself to be surrounded by a village. One obvious way I realized I needed growth in was learning that my son could benefit from being around others.
At first, I was very hesitant to allow other people be around my son, I mean, I made him… I can be selfish, right? But once I got past that, I found how beneficial it was to have others interact with my child. They would play with him in ways that never would have crossed my mind, and truly showed me new ways to love my son. “It is incredibly valuable to be in community with other people who pour into and love your child– they speak into their lives in a multitude of ways, and it’s powerful and humbling and so much better than doing it on your own. Other people can speak into their gifts, challenges, and behavior in a way that you can’t, and they see the things you have blind spots to.” –Annie M. This is why it is so important to have peers be in my village. Your peers can help you to be more creative with teaching and during play time as Jenna S. saw this as “a refreshing reminder to not let your child play her way right through her days without me, I just don’t want to miss It.” This has also opened my eyes to the fact that controlling every aspect of my life is just not attainable; I need help and support.
Being a very controlling person, I really wanted to do everything on my own and then… well, exhaustion set in. The other night I broke down (my son has started waking up at 2:00am hyper and not going back to sleep until 3:30am), my husband offered to pray with me as I was rocking our son to sleep and I said, “no, I just want to get Ru to sleep.” It took me about 5 minutes to realize what I needed was my husband to pray over me and once I gave up that control, it was like a gospel choir came rising up singing “Hallelujah”! A wise friend stated, “Praying that the Lord would guide you in each situation and lead you on how to love, affirm, teach, correct, and discipline in a way that is honoring to him. Praying isn’t hard to do, but always feeling prepared and equipped can be hard when it comes to parenting.” This makes me realize that protectors are needed in my village. God allows us to lean on him and others just as a friend who is a fellow new mom has grown to “learn now more than ever to trust in God’s plan and have faith that no matter what, He knows what is best and He is leading our lives.” After recognizing all that was needed for my village to be a great support system, there was something gnawing at the back of mind, something that was missing.
Out of all the moms I had asked these questions to, one specifically made me realize something most moms are afraid to say “I am one amazing woman and mom.” –Jen H. She is a single mom who has had to learn how to be strong for her and her kids. “But our God is good. And he put me through some tough times that led me to now. And who am I now? A fully functional adult who can clean and not lose her cool; I make doctors appointments and make sure the kids get their fruits and veggies.” This is when I realized confidence is needed in myself for the village. I am my toughest critique when it comes to my skills as a mother but why can’t I admit that some days I am doing a great job or some things I do rock at as a mother. I feel confidence could be such a great tool for us to spur on to be even better, to never stop trying to achieve the goal of loving our children fiercely.
The Do’s and Don’ts
Here are some of the BEST advice moms have benefited from hearing:
“You’re going to make mistakes, they grow up despite us, and they grow up fast so enjoy every moment.” –Jennie H.
“It is the ride of your life! Have fun! Find what works for you and do that.” –SueEllen H.
“Sleep when the baby sleeps” –Candace T., Chrissy S.
“Never let the kids leave the house without saying you love them. And always say encouraging words to your children.” –Ann M.
“Each difficult stage is temporary and you will miss It.” –Calli K.
“Do what you feel is best for you and your child and not to worry about what others think.” –Amanda B.
Things to keep in mind NOT to do:
“Saying things like ‘they are going to see it eventually.’ It doesn’t mean they need to see it now!” –Candace T.
“My sister-in-law never had kids and she always told me how to raise them, she would punish them in front of me when they would do something that was no big deal to me.” –Ann M.
“I felt pressured by others to use formula, feed her puréed and solid food, to sleep train when I wasn’t quite ready yet.” –Calli K.
“I have had a lot of people tell me that my daughter is big for her age and maybe I should watch what I feed her.” –Amanda B.
“As I was struggling to get my firstborn to latch I decided to pump and bottle feed her until our latch was successful. My MIL told me bottle-feeding wouldn’t create as strong of a bond as breastfeeding would. My bond with both my children is unbreakable and bottle shaming is as ridiculous and insensitive as breast shaming. Fed is best!” –Anonymous
“People trying to fix problems I’ve been working on forever like my child’s diet or showing distaste for the freedoms I allow.” –Jenna S.
So, is ‘it takes a village’ just a phrase or is it truth?
The truth is, it takes the right village… so choose wisely.
-IV, V and Me
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REASONS WHY YOU 🫵🫵 YES YOU 🫵🫵 SHOULD INTERACT WITH ME 😍😍
happy 230+ followers! to celebrate the revival of this blog, i am here to present a little post as to why you should totally come and interact with me; on or off anon!!
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i love love love getting the chance to ramble about stuff like throw out a topic and i will turn it into a multi ask discussion 🤲🤲 i am forgetful sometimes but i will return to the convo within that week. hopefully
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i stay up til like. 1:30am almost consistently everyday so people in different timezones still have the chance to hmu 🫦🫦 want to see unhinged thoughts?? then tune in at night to see me go a little off my rocker
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i’m so down to brainrot about characters you have no idea. i don’t do requests anymore but throw an idea into my inbox and i may just churn smth out if i’m not too sleepy
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XDINARY HERO FANS WYA 🗣️🗣️ love those funky men please talk to me about their music 🙏🙏 going crazy bc they have a comeback on october 11th NFBDBDJBDH i also follow a couple other groups! check my card for a shortened list :DD
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on the topic of that, i love. music. my spotify is linked so judge my taste in songs all you like 😁😁 specifically rock, both old and also some of the newer rock songs as well (but only a very limited few-) MITSKI AND CONAN GRAY FAN HERE top 0.5% of listeners for the both of them in separate years !!
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still aren’t sure of my credentials?? well last but not least, i like to think i’m funny enough to get people to crack a smile :DD thank you to tired and ying for providing me with these <33 the only thing toxic about me is the relationship i have with duolingo 😁😁 i’m just here to have fun LMAOO
some final fun facts about me to end things off:
i watched physical 100 for the plot 😁😁 iykyk
i am a gordon ramsay kinnie 🥰🥰 / j
i’ve eaten hand sanitizer before (do not recommend)
i spend way too much time reorganizing my spotify playlists and blog themes instead of doing hw
im a psychology student ‼️‼️
i love poetry and poetry writing and creative writing and analyzing creative writing and poetry and- (just not shakespeare)
i’m a fast reader and can a 500+ page book in a day 😼😼 took me 6 hours to finished 1 and 1/2 books on a plane once. combining both books, it was about 720 pages in total?? hehe
i’ve been playing genshin since xiao’s first banner. my first 5 star was qiqi off of venti’s windblume banner. i now refuse to pull for archons and my account is archon less
i hit ar 60 last year november 😓😓
spent 131 pulls for scara bc i lost the 50/50 at 85 pity to mona c2 then had to go to hard pity to get scara
erm i play hsr, prosekai, cookie run (sometimes), and ofc genshin !!
ok that’s all i have
thank you for sticking to the end! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I MIGHT NOT BE CONSIDERED COOL BUT I DONT SCRATCH 🙏🙏
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HARDY Photographer Tanner Gallagher Details ‘Terrifying’ Bus Crash: ‘It Was a Miracle That We Survived’
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HARDY Photographer Tanner Gallagher Details ‘Terrifying’ Bus Crash: ‘It Was a Miracle That We Survived’
Tanner Gallagher, photographer and videographer with country act HARDY, has shared photos and memories of the “terrifying” bus crash that forced the band off the road and into hospital.
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Gallagher was on the tour bus that was involved in a crash early Sunday, Oct. 2 following the band’s appearance at Country Thunder Bristol in Tennessee.
No one died in the accident, though Gallagher documents the painful ordeal that left him with broken bones in his foot, a punctured lung, four broken ribs, and a fractured vertebrae in his neck.
“It seems like this happened so fast but I feel the need to talk about it officially,” Gallagher writes.
“Last week we had one of the most terrifying accidents happen to us. For those who don’t know: around 2:30am last Sunday, our bus ran off the highway at around 70mph flipping us into the woods.”
Four men were on board, the driver (Ricky), the tour manager (Noah), Gallagher and Hardy, who has shared his own experiences online. “Within what felt like 3 seconds,” adds Gallagher, “our bodies were thrown across the room knocking us all unconscious. By the grace of God, we all survived.”
His comments are accompanied with a photo of Gallagher laid up in hospital, appearing groggy with blood caked on his forehead and left eye socket. “And yes, it’s been f***ing terrible,” he admits.
It’ll take weeks, if not months, before he can regain normal functions. Time out, however, has given him the opportunity to reflect.
“I was told numerous times by doctors that it was a miracle that we survived… and that’ll make you think. I think about the times that I’ve spent worrying, stressed, upset, been less present or simply took for granted, and it kills me,” he continues.
“I think about all the people in my life, family, friends, co workers, etc. and wished that I could have spent more time with them or somehow made them feel better in moments with something as simple and little as a compliment. Most of all, I think about perspective, in that it’s so easy for us to lose sight of all of the things we have. Take it from me, be grateful for f***ing EVERYTHING.”
He adds, “even if it means just being healthy or being able to wake up for another day to spend doing the things you love. As scary and life threatening as this accident was, I’m glad I now have a better outlook moving forward and it’s only going uphill from here.”
The accident could “have been a lot worse and for that I’m so grateful,” he recounts. “I’m also incredibly thankful for every message, prayer and every person who helped me over the past week, it meant the world.”
HARDY, whose real name is Michael Wilson Hardy, has previously shared updates on his own “significant injuries,” and the health of his crew.
For Gallagher, recovery is a waiting game. “I’ll be laid up in bed and in a wheelchair for a while, and that’s okay,” he writes.” So if anyone wants to drop off lunch or something, I will definitely will not stop you. Lastly, in regards to this post, someone please tell Sarah Hardy that I’m sorry for swearing.”
At press time, HARDY’s official website lists a string of live shows scheduled from early December.
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I badly wanted to post this photo on my soc med but I can’t since 1) the guy is just someone I met from bumble 2) we’re ff each other in IG and it might bother him why I post the pic and 3) I don’t want others to think I’m dating someone just bec there’s a guy in the photo. But since I really want, I’ll just post it here.
Background story: it was my first time going to La Union for its beach and to party. I’ve been planning yearly to go here since 2018 but for some reasons it always doesn’t happen — even a day before this trip I was kinda expecting Niella to say she can’t go and I’m not ready to go here solo so more likely this won’t happen if that’ll be the case. We only stayed here over the weekend. Hopped on a bus at 4:30am Saturday then rode a bus to home at 10pm Sunday, extended our stay bec we originally just booked 1 night.
On our stay we just ate, tambay sa beach, take lots of photos, swim, drink, and eat. On our first day, while Niella was playing vball with others, I opened bumble and swiped guys. Then while we’re in Fatwave drinking, I saw a bumble notif that I got a match but didn’t open it yet cos I want to enjoy the drinking and the place. But after we drank, we layed in the sand while looking at the stars and I opened the app to see who I matched. Then we invited him to us, and the rest is history.
Okay so about the guy… he’s a police, taller than me, has a car, sporty, and is family-oriented. Yup, he also checks most of the things I listed that I want on a guy (two consec guys na ha!). He treated us beer while we were talking and sitting on the beach (another thing that I’ve been imagining happened). And also, days before this trip I told myself I will smoke because I was so stressed with work but I forgot about it and just remembered it when he asked us if we want to. I smoked 3 sticks if I remember it correctly. Then he stayed the night with us and the morning after he treated us breakfast. We drove to McDo while Niella is still asleep then kwentuhan continues over breakfast. I find him sweet too, btw. So I don’t know if we ever get to see each other again, but he said in our chat “see you when i see you guys” and “till next time 🙏” which maybe is a bluff but I hope it’s true.
So yeah, overall it was a memorable first time in elyu and it was a great weekend! So here’s my fave photo from that weekend.
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Hey I’m Nais. I’m 33 (owe my birthday was 4 days ago) a woman, mom, girlfriend/fiancé and i have no idea what the fuck I’m doing. 🙃😉
I feel like I’ve been saying this for fucking years now and still new challenges same collapsing world and just trying to stay afloat. Now i have to keep a human alive and feed her and that’s just fucking stressful. I have no one, well i have my twin but she seriously has worst problems than me so sometimes i just try not to over burden her with my problems but sometimes i just feel like I’m yelling at the top of my lungs but literally no one can hear me. So instead of feeling like I’m invisible to everyone including(especially) God I’ll just write it out here.
Today as of Wednesday June 29th I am on day 3 of “Year 33”
Year 33 is just about me determined to figure it the fuck out and clearly i won’t like figure out the key to life and boom shit just peachy (that would be fucking awesome) but i just want to get on a path of greatness, happiness, joy, financial growth, spiritual growth, independence, weight gain (so much) but i have to be specific or it’s just another year like before. No! I’m too old experienced too much to keep repeating my fucked up life experiences. I won’t allow it and i am now making all 1 of you who will read this my accountability partner(s) if im lucky. Thank you
I am a personal trainer that lost all my confidence so now i train one person and can’t seem to find my mojo to get back to it! I am i toothpick which no i don’t want that i want to be fucking strong with some body and booty… gaining weight is hard for me especially when i have a man who i allow to stress me the fuck out. Im also breastfeeding my 13 month old still and that alone helped me lose ALL my baby weight in a month! Yes i know not a common problem but it’s mine. BUT today is day 3 of my workout and let’s just say I’m really committed because working out at 10:00pm is hard af but im 2 days strong 💪🏾. So basically what I’m saying is 1 goal is to start training more bodies goal 2 workout daily get back in shape!
I don’t have money I’m a SAHM (Stay at home mom) and that isn’t going to work for me. I absolutely lov being home with my daughter but i absolutely hate depending on someone else especially if i don’t feel comfortable with that somebody. So goal 3 become financially independent I’m talking about growing my credit, paying my bills ON TIME growing my business starting a business all in all making good decisions financially
Okay so i know y’all saw me say fiancé/ girlfriend yeah that’s an entire post in itself ima have to unravel for y’all but that’s needs some major help honestly is a huge aspect of my life and the progress of “year 33” do i or do i not want to be with this man, the father of my precious bookie. Whom im obsessed with. I just love her to pieces but im side tracked reel it in nais. Okay that needs its own post so for now goal 4 having a healthy relationship that stimulates me and doesn’t make me feel blah and gives me life not suck the life out of me.
My relationship with God has had its ups n downs. And right now I’m down but trying to be up it’s hard because my time alone is not spent with him and that usually the end of the day i use to wake up 5:30am and give like 2 hours now my excuse is my baby girl my lack of motivation with my fiancé and life just beats on you and sometimes i just feel like it’s useless if he does hesr me he don’t give a fuck about what I’m saying and it’s hard to believe he does. I’m not okay with this mindset and I’m changing it and trying to adjust because this relationship with him is the most important i don’t have breath in my body without him so goal 5 fall flat on my face in love with God through every single valley trench up down whatever i go through i want to grow through and remember that God is in control and i have his peace.
Well that’s it for now i feel the same but honestly i think this will work. My child is being a lazy bum but once she wakes to the park and grocery store we go!
Later ✌🏾
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