goin' in deep

Y'all need to chill abt this whole Joseph cult bullshit. Most dating sims have strange, dark routes it’s not the end of the world, and as far as anyone is concerned, it’s virtually inaccessible anyway, and is probably cut content.

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Star Trek: Deep Space 9 | Past Prologue | Garak’s Introduction [4\4]

Bashir is really good-looking, so as a character choice I thought, “What the hell? Why not go for it?” There is a close-up of Garak where it looks like he could eat him alive. And I’m sure that’s why I got the job. - Andrew J. Robinson (x)

There are 5 things you can do in bed to make your girl have an orgasm

1. Kiss her while you strokin
2. massage her clit if you can reach it
3. Suck and nibble her nipples…dont suck the mf off tho
4. Say some of nastiest shit you can think of softly in her ear while you goin deep
5. Eat her pussy till she start lookin possessed then eat it some more

LET’S GET THEM FEELS GOIN’

“Consider this question; Look deep inside, deliver a true confession- what are you willing to live for? Consider this question; Open your eyes, examine your own reflection- what are you willing to die for? When your backs’ against the wall and the time’s uncertain, consider this question; No standing by, when flesh and blood are threatened- what are you willing to kill for?”

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“Pray You Catch Me”….Pt. 5

Tonight is the opening party for Leah’s second shop, “Haute Couture Studios.” She worked her ass off to get to this point in her career and I couldn’t be any more proud. Originally, this place was supposed to be a small branch off from her main boutique where she could style her top clients in private. Well shit, as she started building, that boss nature of hers took over and she turned this place into the main focus of her brand. She poured her heart, soul, and pockets, ha, into this venture, hooking it the fuck up. When she told me she wanted to make it better than her first spot, I asked her how much she needed and was prepared to double it. Shit, she’s my world and I will give anything to make sure she’s happy. I started to make a call to my bank, but she stopped me, saying that it wasn’t necessary and that this was something she needed to do alone. I gottta admit, I was feelin a little swole when she shut me down, but after thinking about it, I respected her even more for her decision. She wanted to make sure that this place represented everything she worked hard for, including using only money that she earned. Shit, it definitely paid off. Her studio is dope and is already booked for the next few months. Tonight’s event is probably the largest one she’s ever thrown. From the sponsors, red carpet, and amount of celebrities in this place, my baby really outdid herself. She looks amazing too, stunning from head to toe. I guess you could say I’m in awe of her right now and I made damn sure she knew it. I couldn’t keep my hands off her or stop smiling whenever someone asked me about my feelings towards her endeavors. I was in a great mood, flirting with her and being around friends, until my aunt arrived with my uncle. Even though Leah invited them, I in no way expected him to show his face, waltzing in here like he ain’t a dog. This mothafucka is still stalling, refusing to tell my aunt about the baby. Cay is due in a few weeks and I get the feeling that he’s going to hide everything as long as he can. As the night went on, he continued to act as if he’d done nothing wrong..flirting and gripping her waist the entire time. That shit made me sick. Unable to take anymore of his bullshit, I told him I needed to holla at him. I knew this probably wasn’t the right time, but I’ve had enough. We went downstairs, away from everybody including any bloggers or reporters that could overhear what I had to say. My uncle knew what was up, and met me with the same hostility I had towards him.

“So what the fuck you wanna talk about Moses? Last time I checked, you said you ain’t got shit to say to me.” 

“If it wasn’t for your ass comin up in here, parading Moms around like everything’s all good, it would’ve stayed that way. When the fuck are you gonna quit playin games and tell her??”

“Here we go with this shit again. Number one, she’s my wife…I’m not parading her around, she asked me to come with her and I did. Number two, you gettin way out of line questioning me like this. I think you’re forgetting that I, am your father and you, are my sonWhat I choose to tell your mother is my, business. I’m going to take care of it when I feel it’s the right time. You need to mind yours.”   

“Mind mines?? Really?? Humph, ok…” I said, heated as hell, nodding my head. “Your the one who brought me into this, convincing me to keep up your lie, knowing I would do it to only protect her. You think Imma stop because you’re telling me too?? I’m only giving you the chance to tell her as a courtesy, because you are my father. But shit, it’s lookin like you ain’t never gonna tell her, so I’m gonna have to. You’re takin this L you’re so scared of having.” 

“Fuck you say to me boy?? L?? You talkin real crazy right now…Please don’t make me have to check yo ass at your girlfriend’s event.” He threatened, as he moved closer to me.  

A few scenarios flashed across my mind, as I tried to figure out how I was gonna handle this. He’s pissed at himself and wants to take it out on me. To be honest, I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to hook off on this mothafucka. I inched closer, ready to fight, but eventually came to my senses. Even though he deserves it, this ain’t the time or the place. Besides, even though I’m pissed at him, he’s still my Pops and I really don’t want this to come to blows.

“Man, just back up. Nobody is tryin to fight you.” 

Just as I said that, Blake came downstairs. He saw that my uncle wasn’t letting shit go, so he decided to intervene. 

"Come on Mason, whatever’s goin on, it ain’t that deep for this. Like Mo said, he ain’t tryin to fight you.” He said, attempting to push my uncle back. “Damn man, I leave the picture for one quick second, trying to adjust to this married life, and y’all at each other’s throats.” 

“You mean married demands?….” My uncle said, laughing, trying to play shit off to Blake. 

“Ha, somethin like that, you know your daughter. But yeah, y’all need to get it together, the three of us used to be tight and I need all the support from family I can get with the baby comin and shit.” 

“Damn, I forgot about that…A father and a grandfather?” I said, staring at my uncle as he narrowed his eyes.  

“Yup…Imma be a dad and this old man is gonna be a grandad” Blake said, laughing, unaware that I was taking a stab at my uncle. “Once you and Leah join the club, shit will be complete. The two of us clueless as shit, taking tips from this dude with his five kids, ha.”

“Yeah, Yeah…Whateva” *laughing* “But umm, let me grab Vivian so we can get out of here.” He said, dabbing Blake up. “I feel like it’s about that time….”   

When he came back downstairs with my aunt, I made sure to give her a hug and saw them out along with Blake. Trying to “show” me that my words meant nothing, my uncle decided to hug and kiss her while they waited for their driver. I grew angry but kept my cool. Since this coward ass mothafucka wants to keep her in the dark about his baby, I’m going to make damn sure she knows very soon.

Later on that night……   

“Sooo….Are you…gonna…tell me what happened…between you…and your uncle…tonight?” Leah asked, as I ignore her question, continuing to kiss her and move my hand up her thigh. 

“Damn woman, you came prepared this time….No thong and snaps on this dress for easy access? If I didn’t have your gift waiting downstairs, I’d fuck you right here.” 

“Mmmmm…” She moaned, biting her lip. “Nice try, though…”

“Whachu mean?…” I asked, gettin at her neck.

“Shit….Even though this feels good…as…fuck….You need to answer my question.”

“Can’t that wait, until…”

“Nope…” She said, cutting me off, pullin on my beard. “I thought we had an agreement.”

“Aight fine. He was kinda pissin me off, being all over my aunt and what not, when he’s still keepin the baby a secret. I couldn’t take that fake ass shit anymore, so I let him know. He got mad, even wanted to fight me, but I wasn’t gonna let that happen here. Blake got him to chill out too and after that he grabbed my aunt and left. I thought I kept it under wraps though…Shit. Do you think anybody else noticed?” I asked, praying that no one actually did. 

“Nah….I only noticed you left to confront him because I know the situation. Honestly, I’m glad you did. He lost his damn mind thinking its okay to do this shit to her.”

“Yup. It’s okay though, this game he’s playin is gonna end real soon. But that’s enough about his drama…This is your night.” I said, kissing her arm. “Let’s go downstairs to what’s supposed to be your office, ha. I still have to give you your gift.”   

After she damn near busted my eardrums being overly excited for her gifts, I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed on her shoulder while she looked over them.

“Bae, do you know how long I’ve been trying to get these bags?? Like, seriously…I’ve been on a waiting list for months.”

“I know, that’s why I had to come through for you.”

“Ughh, you make me sick…” She said cheesin hard as hell. “Now I can’t comment on the fact that you lugged a freakin mattress in here.” 

“Whatchu talkin about?” *laughing* “That’s part part of your gift…Shit, the best one too. I like to think that I had something to do with the success of your boutique, fuckin your brains out after that opening night. I’m just tryin to give you all the blessings you need for this one…So take your pick. We can start on this desk or that mattress.” 

“You are somethin else…” She said, jokingly punching my arm. “You were good with the bags, but you lost your mind with this mattress.” 

“And what about the car??”

“Wait, I thought those were your keys?”

“My keys? Since when did I have a Maserati?” I asked, picking them up from her desk.

“Ahhh!!…You got me the car I wanted too!!??”

“Yup…Same four-seater. I also picked a Range for me, since I don’t have a family car either. Gotta get prepared right?”

"So extra…” She said, smiling and shaking her head. “I honestly wasn’t sure if you wanted to push the IVF cycle back or not with everything going on with your family.”   

"Listen, that drama is not going to stop anything we’re doing for us. Regardless of what happens, we gotta continue with our plans. So that means in two months, we start the next chapter.” I said, as I pulled her in for a kiss. “Now back to what I said earlier…Pick one…The desk or the mattress…”

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Can’t get enough

Based on this request. But also for @spnkinkbingo.

Square filled: Dirty talk

John x reader

Words: 2442

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up!)

Shout-out to the lovely @mrswhozeewhatsis and @manawhaat for betaing this!

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Originally posted by crazytxgradstudent

Well, I take

Whatever I want

And baby I want you

You give me something I need

Now tell me I got something for you

Shimmying your hips to the music, duster in hand, you took care of the empty bottles and scraps of papers scattered around the small room. You were locked in a world of your own as you danced and sang to the music blasting from the room’s radio. Frankly, music was the only way you got through the day. Cleaning motel rooms was not your dream job, but it was the job that was going to let you make some cash and spring free from the most boring town in the continental US. Once you’d saved up the money your plan was to wave good-bye to everyone you knew and book a trip around the world.

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Same Ol Mistakes


I can just hear them now,
“How could you let us down?”
But they don’t know what I’ve found,
Or see it from this way ‘round.
Feeling it overtake,
All that I used to hate,
One by one every trait,
I tried but it’s way too late.
All the signs I don’t read,
Two sides of me can’t agree,
Will I be in too deep?
Goin’ with what I always longed for.

Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
Well I don’t care I’m in love, (Stop before it’s too late I know)
Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
I finally know what it’s like, (You don’t have what it takes)
(Stop before it’s too late, I know there’s too much at stake)
(Making the same mistakes)
And I still don’t know why it’s happening.
(Stop while it’s not too late)
And I still don’t know

Finally taking flight,
I know you don’t think it’s right,
I know that you think it’s fake,
Maybe fake’s what I like,
The point is I have the right,
Not thinking in black and white,
Thinking it’s worth the fight,
Soon I’ll be out of sight,
Knowin’ it all this time,
Goin’ with what I always longed for.

Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
Well I don’t care I’m in love, (Stop before it’s too late I know)
Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
So how do I know when it’s right? (You don’t have what it takes)
(Stop before it’s too late)

Man I know that it’s hard to digest,
But maybe your story,
Ain’t so different from the rest.
And I know it seems wrong to accept,
But you’ve got your demons,
And she’s got her regrets.
Man I know that it’s hard to digest,
A realization is as good as a guess.
And I know it seems wrong to accept,
But you’ve got your demons,
And she’s got her regrets.
But you’ve got your demons,
And she’s got her regrets.

Feel like a brand new person,
So how will I know that it’s right?
In a new direction,
So how will I know I’ve gone too far?
(Stop thinking you’re the only option)
Like a brand new person,
I finally know what it’s like. (Stop before it’s too late)
(Stop thinking you’re the only option)
In a new direction
So how will I know I’ve gone too far?
(Stop before it’s too late)
(Stop thinking you’re the only option)
Feel like a brand new person

So how do (I) know how (to) do this right?
(Stop before it’s too late)
Stop thinking you’re the only option
(Stop before it’s too late)
Stop thinking you’re the only option
I finally know what it’s like
(Stop before it’s too late)
Stop thinking you’re the only option
Stop thinking you’re the only option

@savagehustlers

Same 'ol Mistakes - Rihanna

I can just hear them now,
“How could you let us down?”
But they don’t know what I’ve found,
Or see it from this way round.
Feeling it overtake,

All that I used to hate,
One by one every trait,
I tried but it’s way too late.

All the signs I don’t read,

Two sides of me can’t agree,

Will I be in too deep?

Goin’ with what I always longed for.

Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)

Well I don’t care I’m in love, (Stop before it’s too late)
Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
I finally know what it’s like, (You don’t have what it takes)
(Stop before it’s too late, I know there’s too much at stake)
(Making the same mistakes)

And I still don’t know why it’s happening.
(Stop while it’s not too late)
And I still don’t know

Finally taking flight,

I know you don’t think it’s right,

I know that you think it’s fake,
Maybe fakes what I like,

The point is I have the right,

Not thinking in black and white,
Thinking it’s worth the fight,

Soon I’ll be out of sight,

Knowing it all this time,

Going with what I always longed for.

Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)

Well I don’t care I’m in love, (Stop before it’s too late)
Feel like a brand new person, (But you’ll make the same old mistakes)
So how do I know if it’s right? (You don’t have what it takes)

(Stop before it’s too late)

Man I know that it’s hard to digest,
But maybe your story,
aint so different from the rest.
And I know it seems wrong to accept,
But you’ve got your demons,

And she’s got her regrets.

Man I know that it’s hard to digest,

A realisation,
is as good as a guess.

And I know it seems wrong to accept,
But you’ve got your demons,

And she’s got her regrets.

But you’ve got your demons,

And she’s got her regrets.

Feel like a brand new person,

So how will I know that it’s right?

In a new direction,

So how will I know I’ve gone too far?
(Stop thinking of the only option)
Feel like a brand new person,

I finally know what it’s like.
(Stop thinking of the only option)

In a new direction

So how will I know if its right?
(Stop thinking of the only option)

and i don’t know how to describe

Thursday Mixtape.

Common - High Expectations

Mobb Deep - Drop A Gem On ‘Em

The Alchemist - The Essence

M.O.P. ft.Gang Starr - Salute Part II

Jeru The Damaja - The Prophet

Guilty Simpson - Before I Die

Ghostface Killah - Fish

East Flatbush Project ‎- Everything We Spit Is Hard 

Gza - Investigative Reports

The Onyx - Last Dayz

OutKast ‎- Ain’t No Thang

Pete Rock & InI - Microphonist Wanderlust

Biz Markie - Biz Is Goin Off

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@403rc Goin deep !
#fridaynight #trails #trailrun #axial #toughtrucks #hardbody #scx10 #tf2 #yota #ctg #tinytrucks #rcneverstops

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incredibly-unprofessional  asked:

CAN I JUST SAY ILY FOR THIS BLOG CAUSE I AM SO DAMN TIRED OF SEEING PEOPLE TRYNA SUCK THE FUN OUT OF EVERYTHING UNDER THE GUISE OF IT BEING 'CRITICAL' UR HONESTLY A SAINT

Saint? Probably not. A little shit who’s goin’ too deep into things just to prove a point? That’s probably more accurate I think.

Nonetheless, thank you. I mean they say “if you don’t like it, don’t look at it” but that’s super hypocritical. If they don’t like Steven Universe they don’t have to look at it. And honestly that’s not me hating criticism, I criticise things nonstop (don’t watch movies with me ever I’m unbearable). The thing I can’t get behind is nitpicking and scapegoating. Don’t think that’s all of them either, but a good enough amount that caused this blog to exist.