my booze

Okay if anything happens to me I just want you guys to know that I hid my ginger beer in my room because one holiday I discovered that a couple someones drank all of them. Like let me at least mix that into a cocktail for you, you thirsty MONSTERS. Also I put a bottle of prosecco in my closet. Just for a holiday emergency kit.

I had a hard time keeping my demons at bay today. All of them. Last week I opened up a brand new can of worms with my therapist and that can of worms has festered inside me a little. It seemed to come to a head today.

I won’t go into details but the issue is sexual in nature (no, I’m not gay) and stems from some trauma I suffered as a teen. Put simply, my sexuality and, more so, my perversions are all kinds of fucked up. Sounds fun, right? It ain’t. It’s not like having simple kinks. It’s a fucking living nightmare. Again, I don’t really want to go into details so I’m sorry for giving everyone tantalizing tidbits and not the whole story. Just know it’s grim.

I wanted to drown my mind out with booze today. Like, I almost drank. In fact, I’ve agreed to go to a bar this weekend. I know it’s a bad idea but I’m in that much mental pain today that I’ve kind of justified it.

Those with mental health issues, do you ever have a day where you just realize how fucked up you are and hate yourself for it? Today’s one of those days for me. Everything’s frothed up inside me and gradually overflowed. Everything. It’s all come rushing into my mind at once.

I feel so fucking lonely. Mentally lonely. Emotionally lonely? Does that even make sense? I’m worried the dark thoughts might come back soon.

I’m going to try and keep myself busy this weekend. I have a massage scheduled for Saturday. That should be dope. But I need to keep myself occupied in other ways. Maybe I need to find some company. Not “lady of the night” company. Friend company.

I’ll probably delete this. I’m just spilling my thoughts a little bit. Just getting it out.

Your regular programming with resume shortly…


I’ve been having a bad time ™. So I drew fluff and the grandkids reacting to said fluff.

They totes got married when they were old and crotchety.

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Originally posted by jeonsshi

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“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”

“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”

“Please let me in.”

genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, possibly smut in the future? angstish for now tbh

How you ended up with the world’s biggest fuckboy as your roommate, you don’t know; actually you did but still why you stayed you don’t know. This was seriously one of the world’s wonders; there were no common interests or reasons we had to get along but somehow we both ended up in this place together. You had been placed in the same apartment thanks to your friend Jimin who was moving to his own place and he said he’d look for a roommate for you, you didn’t expect that guy to move the worst person he could possibly choose into your home.

“I’m sorry, okay? He needed a place to stay after getting kicked out of Youngjae’s place.”, Jimin sympathetically told you whilst you tried to enjoy a meal. “If they kicked out, what makes you think I want him?” “Come on, he’s like a younger brother to me, he’s your age. Give him a chance?” “He’s literally the worst, since the day I met him I’ve wanted to murder him.” “Jeez, you need to stop hanging out with Yoongi.” “Besides the point, Jimin.” “I’m sorry, just give him a chance, if you can’t stand him, just leave, come to me, I don’t care, but give it a go. I kinda do wanna live on my own now?” “Am I the problem?”, you asked unamused by his hectic argument. “No, no, it’s not you, it’s just easier to get to work and school from my new place. You’re always welcome over if you need to stay or something, don’t worry.” “Fine, this is all for you Park Jimin.”

The things you do for this guy; you had a soft spot for Jimin, he was like an older brother to you. The one you never had, he really needed a roommate and soon you became friends, that was after realising you guys had mutual friends. Well, now you were living with Jungkook for Jimin’s sake.

It wasn’t too bad at first, neither of you spoke to each other and when he did attempt to make conversation you would simply tell him: “Did we agree on talking at this time or am i hearing things?”, causing him to sigh and give up on trying to gain your friendship. Other times you were forced to speak to him, like when he was in front of the fridge, the stove, the microwave or the door. “Move out the way dickead.”, you told him after he was blocking the entrance to the bathroom. “That’s not how you pronounce Jungkook!”, he pouted as he dried his hair with a towel. “Was I trying to pronounce your name? I don’t think so and you’re still in the way!” “My apologies, my lady.” He would always attempt to joke around with you and be friendly, but you assumed he was doing so to be civil not to be friends with you after he dropped you and Isla back in high school, even if you weren’t friends with Isla anymore, it still sucked.

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Call Me Mistress – Ramen (M) (Part 1)

Summary: A long-term client hires the Mistress to help celebrate his best friend’s birthday.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, with guest appearances by Jimin and Jooheon (Monsta X)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 10,537

Warning: Sub!Jungkook, Domme!Reader, BDSM, femdom, sexual themes, spanking, public humiliation, sexual harassment/groping, alcohol, profanity

Series: Call Me Mistress

A/N: Jungkook’s story will have multiple parts because the opportunity to share the Mistress’ business practices with new clients was too good pass up. Hope you enjoy!

Client List: Prologue | River (Namjoon) | Ramen (Jungkook): Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3 | (more forthcoming)

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i had a blast today, for the first time in a while