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had a slow day at work today, so i kept doodling my vampire ocs on my phone while waiting for work to do lmao
#my art#low stakes 🦇#these were all referenced from personal sims screenshots :-)#honestly really happy with these#also uhhhh haha fun fact i was literally never asked to do anything today LMFAO#not even a single curtain.#i just sat there. at my spot. doodlin. waitin to get asked to do a thing like i usually would#(istg most days are the complete opposite ddsfgf sometimes i don't even get time to THINK)#i really like these tho#and i didn't waste my time scrolling apps.... i actually did something fun#so. worth it#that helena is legit my favorite yet#i swear i intended to draw rune too but i kept getting distracted by the others hfgjdg#eh it's fine he already has a very nice painting from last year
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Obligatory fancier outfit that must be present anytime I post outfits
#self#fantasy costume#If I had the money for a custom tailored fantasy-ish victorian-ish suit instead of piecing together random thrift store items with like walm#rt halloween costume type jackets and stuff..#unstoppable.....#I would actually lean more straight up historical with my wardrobe it's just that everything I own basically is thrifted aside from a very#small portion of things (like usually socks for example I get from ebay. wigs from ebay. things that it's hard to find in thrift stores. etc#) and I rarely ever find stuff like that at the bins. Your closest bet is like. hopeing that the week you come in just so happens to also be#a week that a church costume department recently donated a bunch of old stuff. but I just haven't really had much luck finding like fancy ve#sts and suit coats and cloaks or like tunics and etc. etc.#Styles like mori kei or cult party kei are pretty accessible and easy for places like the bins (where youre usually digging through piles of#curtains and fabric scraps and doilies anyway). but finding like.. a straight up tudor england costume or something is . VERY rare#Sometimes you do find halloween costumes. Or like. stuff that's clearly like cheap 'Goth' stuff from shein or aliexpress that someone has do#nated and they can be a LITTLE okay in terms of usable for costumes. But you rarely find actual good quality stuff. obviously because like#real very good quality historical costumes are expensive and most people aren't just like 'yeah dump it off to goodwill' lol#In an ideal world though I would have fancy top hats and neck ruffles and stuff .. know this ghhjbhj#Lack of that will not stop me from taking picturesin basically the same outfit 6000 times though. My one single silky black vest and#one of the two solitary ruffly neck shirts I have every been able to find.#Pointy-ish little boots that I put with everything even thogugh they look terrible up close because they're literally like over 10 yrs old#I bought them so long ago and the black fake leather lining is like peeling off of the outside#ANYWAY#he's back again... the same little generic like elf vampire ruffle shirt with vest look.. might as well be the same guy#I support him and his dumbass disintegrating shoes anyway
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in my "paying $89 for a haircut at an actual salon that isn't a national chain" era
#ignor pim pimling i don't like single-photo self posts#woman that cut my hair said she wanted to give my curtain bangs more intention (she definitely could tell i cut them myself on a whim)#(they were a total hack-job i can't even blame her for roasting me)#это я
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having to live and exist in one room that includes all of my houseplants truly hindering my circadian rhythm
#its like people do work night shifts and if i could idk#have a pitch dark room when the sun starts to rise#while im doing stupid surveys i cant pass up#i could probably fall asleep relatively normally/at least get the right amount of hours in even if its delayed#but uhhhhhh i do not have a single shade or curtain. in this room#so i get super awake around 5:30am :)#and then when i do fall asleep i wake up around 9:30am :)#and cannot fall back asleep or at least not for longer than 1 hour intervals :)#and having a sleep mask doesnt help bcus i need it to like...be dark...WHILE im working ghkhg AGH
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holy shit I did so much laundry today lol
#I get rly paranoid abt Smell#and lately everything has just seemed#idk#extra stinky no matter what I do#but I managed to wash a set of sheets all my towels every single one of them 50% of my wardrobe my shower curtain and my couch pillow cases#and I used hot water instead of cold for a change#and the heavy soil option (which costs 50 cents more)#and I used this downy rinse that's supposed to help get the built up residue off#bc I noticed last time a bunch of my stuff came out literally felt disgusting right out of the dryer#and I'm 90% sure it helped SO SO SO MUCH#everything at least FELT really clean while I was folding it#somebody was eating something in the laundromat tho and i smelled onions while I was folding and almost started crying#bc I got so scared that was my clothes lol#it's hard for me to tell bc I go nose blind rly super fast#but I THINK everything smelled really nice and fresh#except the 2 silk Blankies I sleep w under my head /:#I even soaked them in hot water oxiclean and baking soda for an hour and then just hot water water and baking soda for another 30 minutes#before I washed them#and they FEEL significantlyyyyyyyyyy cleaner and softer and nice#but they still stink /:#but I also can't sleep without them bc I can't stand the feeling or Sound of my pillow#they're my most embarrassing autistic quirk ever lol but I need them to sleep#I have 3 so I can cycle them during the night if I wake up and the one I have wrapped around my face is too warm lol#anyway I'm still not done yet tho!!! I gotta sort out the remaining laundry for my next big haul#(the other half of my closet my activewear and Whites and my other 3 sets of sheets)#and strip / change my bed#and vacuum my bedroom rly well#before I can put away the laundry I did today
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anyway our CNS & brains are pretty complex, like we've barely figured out getting people with partial spinal cord damage back driving their own bodies + when we do it's still a roll of the dice & the processes are not all well understood... encephalitis can caused locked-in-ness like with sleeping sicknesses, akinetic mutism, etc where the body itself is not physically incapable of movement & action, but nothing is out there that jumps in and takes over from a driver who's paralyzed or asleep at the wheel... that's not actually a thing, it's fun speculative fiction but not representative of reality— so really, no worries lol
#the other thing is... we're megafauna?#like cordyceps hitches a ride on hymenoptera to get from point A to point B as part of their life cycle. no conscious goal#bc people often say ''oh a fungus/virus/microbe WANTS to spread & reproduce'' it doesn't WANT shit.#it is a single cell organism & s/t not even that— viruses are weird & not even always technically alive UNTIL a host or vector is infected#but my point being... we're like ''gone girl''...#amy dunne saying ''you think you'd be happy with piggybacking on my body on the way to something else? no way baby! I'm it.''#microbes don't NEED to do all that highly specialized evolution to take over my legs like that & walk over to a tree.#cordyceps needs more than one ant. nothing needs more than a potential for human to human transmission x 8 billion.#and you don't need my brain or body control to do that when you have my blood my spit my lungs etc#path of least resistance + greatest effectiveness; a zombie virus doesn't need to evolve. we have aids we have rabies we have sars#give us scurvy and it's curtains lol... we don't need viral zombies if a new strain of polio makes a comeback.#we're the tripods in war of the worlds and it's our own planet that can kill us with a cold.#but it's more fun to catastrophize about a Big Scary Fantasy Germ than to be like ''get a DPT vaccine.''#it won't be zombies; it will be infinitely more mundane; it will be infinitely worse.
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The endless loop of the landlord
Us (meaning me and my two flatmates): Hey so, the conditions in the flat are horrible, the walls have bugs and rats crawling around at night, there's persistent mould no matter how much we air out the place or run the dehumidifier, the carpet is constantly damp in the morning, it's freezing during winter time because the layout of the place makes it impossible for the fixed to the wall heater/dehumidifier to heat up anything outside of the room it's in, there's dry rot in the floor boards and walls, we can't open the windows any more than a crack when we're not here during the day cause the safety latch only allows a tiny little crack to be opened that's not nearly wide enough to allow for proper airflow, this place seriously needs renovation and fixing so we are breaking lease early and moving out.
Landlord: Okay but you signed a clause in your lease that you would provide a new tenant(s) as replacements to move in if you broke lease early, otherwise you'll still have to pay rent here.
Us: .....bruh, no one WANTS to take this place, it's literally rotting, it's not a safe place to live! We can't find a replacement because it's not something that can even house a replacement!
Landlord: well then you just have to stay until your lease is up.
Us: we literally cannot, our health has rapidly deteriorated, if you want us to stay until the lease is up you need to address the mould issue.
Landlord: you should be leaving the windows open the run the dehumidifier.
Us: NO, that's what we've been doing, it's not a solution! The problem is the building is literally falling apart from lack of moisture barriers under the floors, you have insect and mice infestations, there's hardly any windows and the windows that exist can't be safely left open all the way during the day when none of us are here cause of work and school because of the high burglary rate. You need to replace the windows so they lock open more than two centimeters, you need to install moisture barriers under the floor boards, you need to replace the dry rot affected areas, you need to put a dehumidfier on opposite ends of the flat so they actually get airflow and dry out that area, you need to replace the mouldy carpet and rotting curtains instead of just telling us to spray it down with bleach and call it a day! Otherwise we are leaving!
Landlord: I can't do that with people living in the flat, we would have to work around your schedules.
Us: Then let us leave!
Landlord: No, you need to find a replacement tenant.
Us: That is literally impossible and we are not going to lie and con someone into taking this piece of shit from us! Fix the damn flat or we're leaving!
Landlord: (comes to visit) I fail to see where any of the issues are. (completely ignores the literal damages everywhere)
Yeah, so, that's what's happening right now. Fuck landlords.
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#oc: eyrie kisne#owen plays ffxiv#newly remodeled fc room looks great this is the best picture I’ve got of it#and my friend took this one#there’s a greenhouse area and my friend and I discovered that one Ivy curtains look So Good#and two those along w leather sofas wooden beams Ivy pillars wooden lofts and bars + barstools#are single handedly going to fuel two bids on a new fc house#we have a small in emperym but would like a medium in shirogane or lav beds#i even made a good chunk of change just off of crafting bookcases + lofts + beams#and mats from ShB ex farms#I got a piece of hades auracite and sold it. read the item description and now I’m keeping one#it’s next to the sohm Al blooms and lucent flower from the omnicron quests#which are next to my Mashable worms#y’all ever think about the things in your inventory as stuff the WoL has in their pockets#but I sure do think about the archon loaf in eyrie’s inventory that I’m p sure I got as an EW quest reward
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the way Taylor Swift puts out like ten different versions of the same album where there's like one or two new songs on each is so fucked up 💀
#im not talking about (taylor's version) albums ofc#but like there's four versions of midnights cover art alone and then all the 'editions'#and she has merch for literally anything like towels rugs shower curtains and shit#no wonder shes swimming in money#idk if the editions exist in physical formats but even if they dont its literally a trick to get you to stream the albums more#like she could release the songs as singles or eps but no its midnight super duper special deluxe#idk its so. commercial.
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it's pretty wild how much i'm capable of accomplishing when i have things to look forward to in my life
#last night/ this morning i cleaned my room#and installed some curtains and stuff#and this morning ive already showered and cleaned the kitchen#normally any one of those things would be my single activity of the day#i don't even feel like a time crunch i'm just excited about stuff and happy to be here
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ok so im insane what of it
#pmsing HEAVILY this week has been rough and its getting worse by the day#i feel horrible inside i want to gut myself smash my phone scream pull down the curtains run down the street in underwear#at least im doing art#but wow last night i was sobbing outside a michaels wondering why i was even there bc its an hour trip and i blanked out all of it#and this morning i am just laying here but feeling so hurt and violent and could easily communicate this but will not bc stubbornness#i really cant tell if bc actually helped my pms or not tbh#i guess im not actually going to hurt myself so thats a plus but fuck every single month i am like this???#its not right
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Sky is covered by one dark gray cloud, rain is getting louder, wind is rising, tree tops swinging, night bugs looking for shelter. From the distance, at the horizon, echoes constant rumbling of thunder.
#Text#Nature#Thunder#Weather#Neis life#Finland#What else a single woman needs or wants at 3am?#Come here thunder!#I've been waiting you whole summer and a year#I love thunders#I really do#Even now I sit on the floor all lights out#Curtains open and blinders up#Waiting for the lightning show#Because there better be one#This thunder should last a whole day! Yay! :D
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every so often I'll be like
am I.... a lesbian?
1) it would not really matter if the answer was in any way yes because
2) I'm non binary
#nothing in my life would change because i am both chronically incapable of talking to people#and im not having sex with people solidly on the gender binary even when i do fuck. so like.#any way. im bisexual. idk how i keep forgetting that. 🤦#like im a gay man in the same way a curtain is a door.#..... idk what i mean by that my own identity is none of my business#any way soooo mad at myself for thinking i couldnt date women for so lon. could have had like. two more girlfriends. well. one to two.#this post brought to you by me seeing a dykes to watch out for comic strip. and like every single other time i do.#going wow. butches ❤️
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Like I know we all love making ADHD seem cool but like, don't forget it's actually a disability? My ADHD is bad enough I've nearly been evicted for forgetting to mail the rent check to the property manager, I've forgotten to pay the utility bills and had my water or power get turned off or had to pay fines bcs I missed a credit card payment. Once I was supposed to cat sit for a friend and I lost the house key she gave me but didn't realize until she was already out of town, and she had to call the apartment office to get someone to give me the spare so her cats would have food for the week. When I'm unmedicated I can't even get myself to shower half the time, forget eating or cleaning. Before I started living with my fiance I'd just like, not eat for days because I didn't have anyone to remind me to eat or go buy me food. I've forgotten to turn the stove off so many times and ruined kettles and tbh been DAMN fucking lucky the house didn't burn down. I've done stupid, impulsive shit that's nearly gotten me KILLED. I can't remember to close the shower curtain reliably even through my fiance points out every single time I forget, and he's almost out of soap rn bcs for the last MONTH neither of us have been able to remember to order more once we get out of the shower.
I've had such bad memory my entire life that to this day someone suggesting I forgot something because I simply didn't care enough is a legitimate trigger that, in the worst cases, makes me have a breakdown.
I get that for some of you this is just something that makes studying hard or you forget to take a pee break when you're playing Minecraft or whatever, that's still a valid struggle and you do deserve help and understanding, but like, ADHD is a disability. It's disabling. It's not impossible to improve and learn coping skills, meds help a lot, there are great accommodations out there(LIKE CLEANING SERVICES), but not every case of ADHD is the same, and a lot of them are pretty ugly ngl, and just because you managed to do something doesn't mean someone else is gonna be able to manage it too, or that they're being lazy for struggling. And that obviously doesn't mean ADHD people have a free pass to never work on themselves and make everyone cater to their every need or whatever, but we do deserve some understanding when we explain that our disability is actually disabling in ways that aren't palatable to you. So like, idk, maybe don't immediately recoil in horror when you find out that someone with ADHD can't keep their house clean. And for fucks sake don't ridicule them for it.
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morning sex w satoru + sugu (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) cw boys kissing
light peeks through the cracks of the curtains, painting both your skins with gentle streaks of golden yellow.
your boyfriend’s head hovers in the crook of your shoulder, short soft strands of his hair tickling your face and neck;
his thrusts are sloppy, yet deep, brushing over every little crevice of your sweet cunt. a thin layer of slick covers you and himself, low noises of ‘pap pap pap’ that can be heard every time you feel him slide in and out of you.
“satoru.. feels s’good..” you whimper out with a wanton moan, eyes fluttering shut with a weak grasp on his bicep.
he hovers over you, not allowing you to see over his huge body.
“know it does, baby. sweet cunt was made to take me, hm?” his voice rasps next to the shell of your ear; it tickles.
lost in your pleasure, you seem to miss the small noise; a ‘click!’ that comes from opening the front door to your shared home. but even with the sweet moans that spill from your mouth, and the soft creaks of your moving mattress, he seems to hear..
he slows his pace, causing you to elicit a whine with a small scowl,
“huh? wh-what did i do..? why’d you st-stop..?”
“no princess,” he chuckles, “it isn’t you. suguru’s here.”
“w-what? i didn’t hear anything.. s’okay ‘toru.. jus’ keep going.. please.?”
before he can argue back, a creak comes from your doorknob, evident enough to have you both turning your heads to the door,
“mornin’,”
your boyfriend’s best friend stands leniently against the doorframe, left hand holding 2 small bags of a type of pastry. you lay back down below your boyfriend, tugging the thick blanket over your body and over your head in a panic,
“suguru.. what are you doin’ here?” satoru asks, a question with almost no intent of asking him to leave. “brought you two lovebirds some sweets and coffee, but looks like you guys had other plans..”
the room silences, and you pull down the sheets in hopes that suguru has left, fully expecting to re face your boyfriend;
“hey darlin’,” suguru greets above you.
your face has never reddened faster, hands desperately searching for a grip on the blanket before pulling it over your face again; but this time it’s stopped by a big, warm hand.
“don’t be shy.. your boyfriend’s right here, what’s there to be so scared of, hm?” he taunts, a small smile at the way your face flushes in embarrassment, turning your head to shoot another mean scowl at your teasing boyfriend.
“i-i.. s-sorry suguru.. t-this is probably w-weird.. m-m sorry..”
you can’t look him in the eyes, but you feel your body getting warmer whilst being the main attraction of the 2 men above you.
“nothing’s weird, don’t you think?” he teases again, a small pout at your boyfriend’s giggle.
“anyways, i gotta be on my way. let me give you a kiss goodbye, yeah?”
you look at your boyfriend in a panic, eyes pacing back and forth, looking for anything on his face that hints for what you should say.
gojo can’t help but smile at your fawn-like innocence and worried eyes much like a deer in headlights , waiting for you to take initiative.
“n-no.. do-don’t wanna. satoru would never want me to do that.. ‘nd i don’t wanna.” you whimper, hiding in the chest of your boyfriend.
now suguru pouts, an almost comical sight to satoru. he lets out a small chuckle,
“it’s okay princess. give suguru a kiss.”
you look at your boyfriend with a questionable stare, silently questioning the strange approval. his eyes sparkle of nothing but love for you, not a single bit of faux intention, nor jealously.
his best friend wastes no time pressing his soft lips onto yours, eyes agape before slowly melting into the palm of his hand. your boyfriend brings a hand to stroke the soft of your cheek, whispers of ‘good girl,’ as you lose yourself in his best friends mouth.
suguru pulls away with a ‘pop!’ wiping his spit covered mouth with the back of his hand with a laugh,
“desperate little girl.”
satoru only laughs at the comment, turning his head to meet suguru’s, in which they press their lips against each other as well; swapping spit between all three of you guys.
“h-hey.. th-that’s my boyfriend..” you whimper, attempting to claim your boyfriend back. suguru only chuckles before pulling away,
“sorryyy princess, you can have him back.” he says, having you pull him back quickly with a huff, hiding your body against his as you shoot geto a mean glare.
“hey.. ‘s okay if you do it, but not me?” gojo teases, a light flush coming across your face.
geto laughs again, turning himself toward the door, “alright, i’m really off now.” he raises a hand, signaling a goodbye before pulling the door closed with a slight crack,
“and hey, you two need to shut up.. neighbors are complaining to me again.”
#jjk#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#satoru fluff#gojo fluff#geto fluff#gojo satoru smut#gojo satoru x reader#gojo jjk#gojo smut#jjk gojo#gojo x reader#gojou satoru x reader#gojo satoru#satoru gojo#getou x reader
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The Morning After
Paring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x wife!reader
Word count: 700 ish?
Warnings: Mentions to sex, hickeys, naked people, Simon wanting you for breakfast
Summary: The morning after a steamy night.
Sunlight creeps in through the curtains you never closed last night. The curtains fly around the room, pushed by the daring wind. The window’s are still open, letting in the chirps of birds outside. The wind pushes a breeze around the room and you shiver.
You’re laying on your right shoulder. There’s a heavy arm that isn’t yours draped across your waist. There’s a head tucked into the crook of your neck. There’s another forearm underneath your head. There’s someone’s heavy breathing going straight into your neck. You can feel a bit of stubble. You can feel hair, long, soft hair. You can feel a strong chest against your back. All of it is memorized in your mind.
And there’s only one person in the whole world who’s body you know inch by inch.
You squint as you open your eyes, the sunlight almost killing you. The duvet is all messed up, barely covering your tangled bodies. His right arm is underneath your head, draped off your side of the bed. His grip on your waist is loose, he’s still asleep. His breathing is even, you can feel it.
You push yourself out of bed slightly, making a move to shut the window and close the curtains. He grabs onto your waist tightly and pulls you back into the position you were in before. His voice is raspy, almost not even there, as he says, “Five more minutes.”
It should be illegal. His voice. His hair. His chest slowly falling and rising. It should be illegal to look this fucking good in the morning.
“Just wanna close the window,” You reply, keeping your voice hushed.
“Who gives a shit?” He pulls the duvet higher over you, covering your naked body from the wind. “There. Now, give me 10 more minutes.”
His hand goes back to your waist, covering the soft maroon and purple bruises that formed throughout the night.
So, you lay back down, take in a deep breath, and try to fall asleep.
At least an hour goes by before you finally wake up again. Your position hasn’t changed and Simon’s hold on your waist is loose again. You finally move, getting up from bed. He doesn’t pull you back this time, but rolls over. He lets out a groan. “Oh, shut up, you big baby. I gave you more than 10 minutes.”
He doesn’t respond. Just lets out another groan, but louder and longer.
You grab the shirt he wore last night, the one he threw into a random corner of the room, more focused on your body. You toss it into the hamper. His pants and boxers are thankfully close enough to the hamper, yours nowhere to be found. Guess he was a little too excited.
You walk into the bathroom, getting a fine look at yourself in the mirror.
Hickeys and the traces of fingertips line your neck and chest, your hips and legs are covered, and I mean covered, in bruises. On both sides of your hips are marks of large, muscular hands. The marks are red, and it doesn’t look like it’ll all fade in the next hour. You turn slightly, getting a look at your back. Your ass is marked the same way your hips are, with large hand prints, your back thankfully okay.
“You’re hurt,” Simon’s voice is barely above a whisper as he stares at you from the bed.
This happens every time he leaves a mark on you. He turns cold again, becoming distant in fear of hurting you again. Every single time. It takes so many words of encouragement to get him to open up again, assuring him it didn’t hurt.
“They’ll fade,” You shrug.
“I hurt you,” He whispers.
“No, you didn’t. Last night was probably one of the best nights of my entire life, love. Don’t you dare think I’m in any sort of pain or anything. I’m fine,” You smile at him. “And I left a fair share of marks on you. Look at your back.”
He lets out a soft chuckle, looking over at you again. “Promise?”
“Swear on my life,” You smile. “You want breakfast?”
“Mhm,” He hums, walking over to you and kneeling in front of you. “It’s already served.” Are his last words before diving in between your legs.
#simon riley fluff#simon riley#simon riley imagine#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley cod#ghost call of duty#ghost simon riley#ghost imagine#ghost cod#ghost x reader#ghost x you
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