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Biarlah Rahsia Aku Terus Bahagia

Nama ku lilly, 31 seorang ibu kepada dua anak perempuan. Berbadan sederhana tidak gemuk tidak la kurus, Tinggi 150cm dan berat lebih kurang 45kg berkulit cerah dan pasti siapa melihat mesti nak try ayat. Tahun ni masuk usia perkahwinan kami yang ke 4, Alhamdulillah aku masih bersama suami walaupun sudah beberapa kali ingin menintut cerai. Suami aku Adam, orang nya sangat baik, lembut dalam setiap kata2 nya berbudi Bahasa dan pasti sangat hensem dan jambu hehe. Dia pun apa kurang nya bila berjalan bersama pasti ada mata2 wanita yg merenung diri nya. 

Aku bekerja sebagai Accountant di Kuala Lumpur manakala suami ku seorang Engineer di Seremban, kebiasaan nya dia jarang bekerja di pejabat kerana terikat dengan project. Hubungan intim ku sedikit hambar, boleh di kira dalam seminggu 1 atau 2 kali sahaja. Di pejabat, Murni kawan office ku yang amat rapat, dia la tempat aku luahkan perasaan dan berkongsi masalah. Dikala aku minum bersama dia dan kawan2 perempuan yang lain, ada perasaan cemburu pada mereka bila mereka bercerita tentang suami. Masing2 tak kalah untuk cerita suami masing2 paling romantik dan fahami kehendak mereka. Sering kali aku diam membisu Murni mesti tukar tajuk perbualan kami.


Murni “Lilly ko jangan camni..” 

 “Aku bukan minta camni, ko pun tau situsasi aku kan”

“Ko ni baik sangat la Lilly, kenapa tak cuba scandal?” 

“Ko gila ke apa? aku isteri orang la Anak dua, aku ingat ko bagi idea yang baik tapi ko suruh aku curang lak”

 “Aku suruh ko pikat suami ko ketat2 ko kata tak boleh la apa la… dia tu lelaki wehhh ko bg suap cipap ko mesti dia takan tolak” 

“Bodo la ko ni hahahahaha” kami bergelak sakan


Sejak dari perbualan tu aku terfikir2 salah ke aku berscandal 

“Ahhh mengarut la sacandal2 ni, lain la kalau aku bujang atau ibu tunggal”


Tengah drive balik rumah ada 1 WeChat Request.. “Sape la yang request ni? Mengarut2 je” WeChat display name Mommy bergambar Anak2 berstatus ‘Berkahwin, Sayang suami tercinta & tak berminat nak berkawan’ Seorang bernama Khairul “Tak de la hensem sangat pun..” 

“Salam kenal” 

“Wsalam”

“Saya khairul dari KL” 

“OK” 

“U sihat?” 

“Boleh reply sihat la tu” 

“=) bagus2, otw balik keje ke?” 

“mana u tau? Kita kenal ke?” 

“Tak la, I search nearby people pastu Nampak u saje try2 request, tq for approve”


Aku tak reply, malas la layan orang camni.. selang beberapa minit pas tu..


“Eh ada dekat2 sini lagi?” 

“Aah jem kan, kat sini la” 

“I pun stuck jem ni, why not chat jap hilang kan rasa stress sb jem hehe”


Aku pun layan je la dh stress ngn suami stress ngn jalan jem ni lagi.

“U keje mana mommy?” 

“keje pejabat jadi kuli” 

“Ooo I engineer keje kat area kl”


Aduh tak de ke orang keje doc ke business man ke pa la asyik2 jumpa Engineer

“emm OK” 

“u keje KL?” 

“Aah” 

“Comel anak2 u” 

“OK” 


Aku jawap nak tak nak.. 

“I pun dh kawen anak 2, sorang laki sorang pompuan” 

“OK” “Bila kita stress cmni balik Nampak muka anak terus happy kan?” 

“yup betul dorang la penyejuk hati kita”


hahaha dah terlayan pulak message dia ni, Nampak mcm ok je tak pe la lagipun chat je kan.

“Kahirul u mmg suka search nearby people ye?” 

“Aah kalau bosan la” 

“Tak takut wife marah?” 

“Wife I kalau tau marah la tapi pandai2 la” 

“Tak baik buat isteri cmtu..”

“Mommy, nama u?” 

“Lilly” 

“Cantik nama u, mcm org nya ye” 

“Mcm la pernah Nampak I..” 

“So Lilly u anak 2 gak?” 

“Yup”

“umur dorang?” 

“3 dan 2” 

“Rapat nya” 

“Setahun sekali hehe” 

“Wah bagus2”

“I sulung 4 tahun sorang lagi 1 tahun” 

“Ok la tu ada laki pompuan, I ni 2 2 perempuan”

“Tu la tapi abg dia ni suka kacau adik dia, tak de kawan laki dia buat adik pompuan dia cm laki”

“Haha ok la tu, I ni 2 2 nak princess je tiap hari, Khairul duk mana?” 

“Shah Alam”

“Lilly?” 

“Cheras, Ok la u I nk drive jalan dah clear sikit” 

“Ok thanks sudi chat Lilly” 

“You too”


Esok nya tengah sibuk nak siap kan invoice orang si Khairul ni message lagi

“Morning Mommy Lilly, harap u sihat hari ni”


Rajin la pulak si mamat ni message apa dia ni tak de keje ke? Ahh biar la malas nak layan. Sambil siapkan invoice tu dia message lagi

“A good day today right? =) hehe”


“Nak reply ke tak” tak bole focus aku cmni.. 

“Hi Khairul Morning, sorry I’m bit busy lot things to do” 

“Its ok I’ll wait for ur msg”


Sangguup tunggu?? Haish dia ni

“OK”


Tah macam mana aku bersemangat nk siap kan keje cepat nk messge dia

“fuhh setel, maaf buat u tunggu lama Khairul”

“It’s OK lagi pun I xde keje sgt” 

“U engineer kan? Tak de keje? Pelik je” 

“Yup I keje based on project, skg dh phase akhir so bit free hehe”


Laa sama macam suami aku rupanya cehh

“So u selalu outstation?” 

“Yup selalu gak” 

“Wife u tak bosan ke?” 

“Tak dia lagi suka I outstation sb selalu rasa rindu”


Cam tu pulak tapi kenapa aku tak rasa camtu dengan suami, kami kerap text masa office day. Dah 3 bulan aku kenal si Khairul ni, so far dia ni tak de la gatal sangat tapi ayat dia text dengan aku sangat sweet, aku senang text dengan dia. 


Ada je topic yang dia ajak text, Takde la bosan sangat. Satu petang nak balik kami text macam selalu tetiba dia nak ajak borak dalam fon. 

Aku pun dah kenal dia so ok la bagi no fon dekat dia pastu kami borak panjang, dalam 30 min borak tu aku rasa happy sangat dia macam faham apa yang aku rasa, kami berborak tentang hubungan intim. 


Aku akui memang agak malu untuk cerita hal ni tapi cerita secara PRO la konon kata nya tak ada rasa ghairah bila borak tentang tu. Tau2 aku rasa basah, Ishh tak pernah borak macam ni boleh rasa ghairah camni.


“Lilly.. hubby u jilat u?” 

“emm tak, Lilly tak bagi sb kotor” 

“Lilly pernah rasa?” 

“Sekali je masa malam pertama” 

“kenapa tak suka” 

“Ntah la tu kan alat sulit kotor..” 

“Hehe tapi pada lelaki jilat tu la best” 

“Emm Khairul boleh kita borak hal lain? Lilly tak suka la” 

“hehe Lilly tak suka ke Lilly tak senang duduk?”

 “emmm, Khairul kita borak lain ye..”

“Lilly dah basah ye?”


Aduh macam mana mamat ni tahu aku dah ghairah, terasa basah sangat cipap aku ni. Bahaya ni borak je buat aku ghairah sangat2 ni. Dengan suami aku pun aku tak pernah borak macam ni


“Emmm… Aaah Lilly basah” 

“Normal la tu borak pasal sex mesti boleh basah, I pun dh tegang” 

“Khairul u mmg suka borak pasal sex dengan wife u?” 

“Selalu gak tp dia dh bosan sb borak sex bukan best” 

“Emm Lilly tak pernah borak cmni ngn hubby” 

 “Serius?” 

“yup”

“Lilly ada problem sex dgn hb?” 

“Emmm” 

“it’s OK cerita la lgpun kita dah lama kenal kan”


Nak cerita ke tak nak ke tak, macam2 aku fikir tak pe la borak kat fon je pun

“Lilly tak rasa cm awal kawen dulu, hb bz selalu kalau dapat pun Lilly tak sempat sampai”

“Hb cepat pancut?” 

“Tak la Lilly rasa hb ok je tp bila dia dah sampai, Lilly x sampai lg pastu habis cmtu”

“sex selalu bpe lama?” 

“15min cmtu” 

“hahaha hb cepat pancut la tu” 

“huh? 15min tu pun penat tau”

“Lawak la u ni lilly, 15min tu orang lain foreplay je la” 

“Err ye ke” 

“tak pe nanti I bagi tips kat u” 

“Tips apa?” 

“Tips main lama” 

“Ish I tak kemaruk sgt cmtu” 

“ye ke tak kemaruk? Skg borak pun dh basah belum main lagi” 

“ish u ni.. I basah je xde rasa sgt pun” 

“ye ke kalau I kat sebelah u I jilat cipap u mau terpancut2” 

“Khairul!” 

“haha ok2 I gurau je”


Balik je rumah emmm pantie liner aku basah sangat, betul gak mamat tu cakap ni baru borak belum main lagi, haish apa yang aku fikir ni.. malam tu gak aku message Murni yang aku ada kenal suami orang dah 3 bulan, aku minta pendapat dia patutkah aku teruskan kawan cmni dengan cara message si Khairul tu..


“beb aku rasa cm scandal la pulak walaupun tak jumpa” 

“haha lawak la ko ni, ala layan je text je kan” 

“mmg la tapi bila dia text pasal sex aku rasa lain mcm” 

“rasa apa? Horny? Ko ni it’s normal la, aku pun pernah text cmtu” 

“serius? Ko tak segan ke?” 

“segan apa bukan jumpa pun setakat text je, paling teruk pun sama2 basah sambil fon sex” “hah! Ko buat sex ngn dia ke?” 

“bodo la ko ni fon sex la” 

“fon sex?, apa tu” 

“weh ko jgn kata ko tak tau ape tu fon sex” 

“tak”


Terus si Murni ni call aku borak panjang tentang fon sex, serius selama aku bujang sampai kawen aku tak tau ape tu fon sex. Suami aku pun tak pernah ajar aku tentang fon sex. Biasa nya kalau aku horny sangat aku akan masuk bilik air aku lalu kan air dekat cipap ni sampai la cilimax, tak silap aku tu org kata melancap. Tapi aku tak la main guna tangan, geli la main cipap dengan tangan. Suami aku nak usap cipap aku ni pun aku tak bagi ni kan lagi aku buat sendiri.


Esok nya aku text dengan Khairul mcm biasa, dia pun dah tahu bila suami aku ada kat rumah atau tak


“Lilly malam ni I call u boleh?” 

“nak buat apa” 

“saje borak2” 

“boleh tapi tinggu anak2 I tido, jap wife u tak marah ke?” 

“I ada keje mlm ni balik lewat, job abis jam 12” 

“OK”


Malam yang di tunggu2 pun tiba, aku rasa dub dap je hati ni. Apa la si Khairul ni nak borak macam serius sangat ni

“hai Lilly” 

“Hai” 

“tak ngantuk?” 

“Tak sb tgu u call” 

“So kenapa nak call sgt2 ni?” 

“ingt tak I kata nak bg u tips hari tu” 

“tips apa?” 

“Ala tips sex tu..”


Ahh sudah aku yang boleh lupa pasal tu dia boleh ingat kan aku lak. Hmm Murni kata hari tu kalau dia ni pandai fon sex main lagi la pandai, alang2 dah dia call ni layan je la, Adam pun bukan nak call aku kalau sibuk. Aku nak tgk cmni si Khairul ni ayat aku hehe


“Emm kenapa u nk bagi tips?” 

 “Tips I mahal tau tips ni bagi u ubat bahagia tuk suami” 

“emm cmne tu?” 

“1st I nk Tanya apa u pakai baju apa skg ni?” 

“Baju tido la”


Hah memang sah dia nk try ayat aku buat fon sex ni mcm pelik je dia Tanya


“U selalu pakai baju nipis jarang untuk suami?” 

“Hish tak kan la I bukan orang muda” 

“ tu la u sebab tu hb tahan 15min je” 

“Abis tu u nak I buat apa bagi dia lama?” 

“penyakit u ngn hb ni tahap serus tau! U tau kenapa?“

“Kenapa?” 

“U tak pandai Tarik minat dia pada sex” 

“u ni ingt kawen sb sex je ke” 

“yup kawen bukan sb sex tp sb sex gak kita kawen kan kan”


Betul juga mamat ni kata aku pun bukan pandai nak start dulu, perigi cari tima bukan style aku la. Basah gak la dia buat aku ngn soalan2 ghairah dia tu. Elok talk pasal cara terbaik untuk hangat kan hubungan intim dia start borak pasal cara sex pulak.


“U hisap btg hb?” 

“Tak” 

“u tak teringin nak cuba?” 

“tak sakit ke?” 

“btg tu tegang tak kn sakit, sedap lg ada la” 

“emm u, kenapa I rasa basah bila borak cmni dgn u ye. Emm rasa malu lak” 

“u rasa horny kan” 

“aah cipap I berdenyut2, kenapa ye? I rasa cm nak main tapi suami I xde, I stress cmni” 

“u tau tak ape tu fon sex?” 

“yup I tau I ada baca, sex melalui fon sambil lancap” 

“u nak cuba? I tolong u”

“cmne tu”


Selang beberapa minit aku rasa seolah2 khairul ada dgn aku kami melakukan sex bersama2 dari berbaju sampai la aku bogel


“ahhh emmm basah nya cipap I, cmni ni apa I kene buat u?” 

“u pejam mata sambil usap cipap u” 

“tak nak la geli” 

“ikut je” 

“emmmm ok” 

“aaahhh u byg kan I depan u, u kangkang” 

“emmm ok dah, u.. basah sgt smpai meleleh ni I jd tak selesa la” 

“emmm u usap bibir cipap u dgn 1 jari” 

“emmmm ahhhhh” 

“u bygk kan I jilat cipap u” 

“emmmmm ahhhhh uuuuu emmm” 

“emmm I jilat slllruuup” 

“Ahhhh syg sedap nya, I panggil u syg ye emmmm” 

“hehe ok syg, emmm I jilat bibir cipap u” 

“ahhhhhh” 

“I jilat kelentit u” 

“aaauuuuuuu sedap nya syg emmmmmm aaahhhh” 

“emmm sambil I jilat, I ramas punggung u syg” 

“emmm I ramas punggung I ni emmmm ahhhh sedap nya” 

“emmmm Jilat lubang u” 

 “emmmmm ahhhhhh tak tahan syg” 

“Ramas tetek u jilat kelentit u laju2” 

“Ahhhhh Ahhhhh syg emmm basah sgt ni” 

“I isap putting u sambil usap kelentit u syg” 

“aaaahhhhh ahhhhh sedap nya syg! Aaaahhhhh Ahhhhhh”


Badan aku mengeletar aku tak pernah rasa senikmat ni, kaki ku terkejang2 perut aku krem aku tak sangka sangat2 nikmat fon sex ni


“kenapa syg?” 

“I dh climax tapi mcm terkencing air I terpancut2, tak pe ke ni syg I tak pernah rasa mcm ni. I takut la” 

“wow u tau tak u boleh squirt syg, wife I pun tk cmtu” 

“Squirt?” 

“aah climax smpai terpancut2” 

“tak pe ke cmtu menakutkan la” 

“selama sex dgn hb u pernah dapat cmni?” 

“tak, selalu kalau I climax air I meleleh cm kita borak2 tentang sex tadi je” 

“syg u tau tak, tak semua perempuan mcm u, lelaki semua idamkan wife dia squirt” 

“betu ke?” 

“aah, u nak squirt lg?” 

 “tak nak I kaki perut I semua kejang.. nk bangun pun tak larat ni” 

“I tak pancut lg” 

“maaf syg I tak larat sgt maaf sgt2”

“it’s OK. So cmne best tak fon sex ni?” 

“Emm I nak lagi tp bukan skg ye syg, I tak larat sgt2” 

“Syg u tgk jam tak?” 

“Haha dah dekat 2 jam kita borak?” 

“yup, stgah jam kita fon sex then u puas sgt2” 

“Syg nikmat nya la fon sex ni kan.. syg maaf mata I pun berat sgt ni sok kita text ye mmmuah sorry dear” 

“syg u gak”


Esok aku Tanya Murni pasal aktiviti aku semalam, murni hanya senyum dan kata tahniah, aku jadi pelik kenapa lak. Dia kata aku bertuah sebab squirt cepat, dia pun squirt tapi jarang nak sampai tahap tu kalau cuti memang suami dia akan bg dia squirt smpai dia tak larat nak bangun. Aku Tanya dia kenapa fon sex mampu puaskan aku compare sex dengan suami aku, dia Cuma jawap belajar fon sex tu dulu baru aku tau punca masalah sex aku dengan suami. 


Dekat sebulan boleh di katakana aku squirt dgn Khairul dlm fon sex. Jujur aku kata aku enjoy dengan fon sex ni.. kenikmatan yang tidak boleh di bayangkan. Dari fon sampai la video call sangat2 nikmat. Setelah kerap kami lakukan fon sex ni, Khairul memohon untuk tidur bersama.. hati aku sangat bercelaru. 


Aku plan cuti sama dgn dia.. kami minum bersama jalan2 kemudian dia ajak aku check in.

Kami duduk di bilik senyap tak berkata apa2 dekat 15 min juga aku di penjuru sana dia pulak di kerusi sambal merenung mata masing2. Khairul mula kan perbualan 

“syg u nak puas ngn I?” 

“emmm” 

“tak perlu la malu kita pun dah saling kenal, I dh Nampak tubuh u dlm vid call kan” 

“emmm” 

“jom duk sini I nk peluk u kat ktil” 

“emmmm”


Hangat nya badan Khairul ni, sangat romantic perlahan2 dia usap rambut ku, di kucup telinga ku sambil meraba tengkuk ku emmm aku rasa seperti malam pertama ku tapi ini lebih romantic. 

Ya! Mood ni yang aku nak selama ni si suami yang membelai isteri dengan penuh romantic dan tidak gelojoh. 

Tapi syg nya dia bukan suami ku, saat segala pakaian kami tertanggal Cuma tinggal boxer dia manakala aku hanya ber bra dan panties sahaja, tangan Khairul seolah2 ubat keghairahan ku, setiap sentuhan nya buat aku tersangat2 teruja. 

Ya aku akui dia pandai melayani wanita, beruntung isterinya, dari sentuhan sahaja mampu membuat aku basah.


“Syg I basah sgt, I tak tahan” 

“emm syg, u kangkang ye” 

“u nak jilat? Buka la panties I” 

“I tak nak buka dulu” 

“kenapa?” 

“U rasa je”


Emmm suami aku pun kalau dapat aku, habis bogel dah aku ni, mamat ni slow and stedy lak, dah la tak tahan sgt ni


“ahhhhhhhh sedap nya”


Baru aku tahu kenapa dia tak nak tanggalkan panties aku. Nikmat nya jilat dari luar, pantis aku basah dek air cipap aku dan air liur dia, sangat nikmat rasanya selang sebentar dia selak panties ku untuk jilat bibir cipap ku


“aaahhhh syg sedap nya sedap sgt2 ahhhhhhhh”


Sambil jilat di ramasnya punggung aku, terangkat2 pungung aku di buatnya. Ramasan tagan nya sangat lembut dia bukan la perakus orangnya, putting aku sekeras nikmat nya di gentel, di uli dengan rasa sangat lembut. 

Sampai aku tak sedar aku terlanjang bulat. Bila masa dia buka pun aku tak perasan yang aku tahu rasa nikmat ni je.


“ahhhhhh syg!”


Aku terpancut terus ke muka Khairul dia tersenyum dan terus menjilat cipap ku


“maaf syg” 

“ssssssslllllrrruup”


Sedutan panjang si Khairul menyedut air cipap ku. Nikmat nya apa yg dia lakukan tu


“Syg cipap u sedap pandai u jaga, air nikmat u tak kan I tgl kan sikit pun”


Di jilat dan di telan air nikmat ku, sgt nikmat rasanya bergetar2 tubuh ku menahan kenikmatan ini


“syg u nak isap btg I?” 

“tak pandai la syg” 

“tak pe kita buat 69” 

“69?”


Aku tak tahu apa2 ayat yang di sebutnya, aku Cuma ikut apa yg dia lakukan.. smbil aku di atas nya menghadap batang yang aku tunggu2 kemudian terasa jilatn nikmat tu bermula kembali


“Ahhhhh sedap syg” 

“emmm syg u isap btg I ya” 

“tak pandai” 

“pejam mata isap buat mcm makan ice cream”


Aku bayangkan seperti ice cream 

“emmmmm emmmmm” 

plop plop bunyi aku hisap btg nya


“aaaahhhhh sedap nya u hisap syg aaahhhhhh kuat lg”


Penuh mulut ku hisap btg nya. Pertama kali aku menyentuh batang yang gemuk dan panjang dlm hidup ku berbanding suami ku sangat2 berbeza

 Ploop plooooop aku hisap panjang, telo si Khairul ni naik turun, aku terasa air mazi dia, nikmat nya rasa batang rupanya, aku jilat seperti ice cream yang aku suka


“syg kebas mulut I emmmm sedap btg u”

Sambil dia sedap menjilat aku climax lagi kali ke dua


“aaaahhhhhh syg I sampai lg!”

Bergetar2 pungung ku di buat nya, kenikmatan yang tidak boleh digambarkan dengan kata2


“syg nikmat nya jilatan u” 

“syg I nk benam btg I dlm cipap u” 

“Hah emmm takut la syg kalau I da baby dgn u cmne” 

“I pancut luar” 

“betul ni” 

“ya betul, boleh ye” 

“emmm tapi btg u besar I takut sakit” 

“Rasa la dulu” 

“bagi I kat atas dulu”


Aku mohon mula di atas sebab aku boleh control rasa sakit, kalau dia kat atas mau rasa koyak cipap aku ni


“aaaahhhhhh emmmmmmm”


Dekat seminit btg dia tak terbenam2 lagi dalam cipap aku, basah sggt cipap ni tapi rasa sgt ketat sebab batang dia yg gemuk tu, tiba2 si Khairul tu pegang pinggang aku di tekan nya batang dia masuk semua


“aaaaaarrrrr sakit!”


Nak menangis rasa nya seperti kayu besar masuk dalam cipap aku ni, terbenam indah btg dia dalam ni, aku diam seketika menahan sakit, dia terus senyum dan mengusap tetek ku.. selang 2 minit macam tu dia bertanya


“dah kurang?” 

“emmm dah tapi jangan buat mcm tu sakit la”


Rasa marah bercampur sedap di muka ku, dia terus senyum sambil mengangat punggung ku dengan perlahan2, di Tarik nya keluar batang terasa di bibir cipap ni kenikmatan yang belum pernah aku rasa


“ahhhhhhh syg ahhhhh” ‘Emmmmmm aaahhhhhhh”

Smpai je di hujung batang nya keluar ‘plop’ sedap nya tak terkata


“I masukan lg ye, emmmmmmm ahhhhh”


Pelahan2 masuk batang nya sampai kedasar, senak dan nikmat rasanya perlahan2 di keluar dan dimasukan penuh, bila cipap ku dah serasi dia tahu apa yang aku ingin kan perlhan2 di angkat dan diturun kan aku tanpa mengeluarkan batang nya dari cipap ku


“aaaahhhh aahhhhh emmmmmm sedapppp nya”


“uuuuuhhhh emmmmmm ketat cipap u sayang”


“ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”


Aku mengeluh panjang menikmati batang keramat si Khairul ni. Lama2 rentak nya mula laju


“aaahhh ahhh ahhhhhhh sygggg aaahhhh ahhhh”


“uuuuuhhhhh aaaahhhhh sedap cipap u syg aaahhhh”


“syg I nk climax nak climax! Aaaaaaaahhhhh syg”


Di saat Khairul meneruskan rentak dia aku terpancut 2 kali air aku terpercik seluruh tilam, dia masih meneruskan rentak nya. Nikmat nya bila climax tapi batang masih keluar masuk. Tak sampai beberapa minit aku pancut 2 kali lagi.


“aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh syg”

longlai badan ku rasanya, tiba2 khairul membaring kan aku, aku di bawah kangkang dan dia masih mengekal kan rentak tujahan nya. Aku tak pernah merasa kenikmatan ni apatah lagi nikmat batang dan orang yang arif tentang sex.


“Sayang tahan ya” tak sempat berkata apa2 khairul terus mendayung dengan laju

“aaaahhhhhh ahhhhhh syg cukup la aaaahhhhh”

“uuuummhhhppphh uuummmphh”

“ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh sudah la jagan lagi I tak mampu lagi ni”

“aaaaaahhhhh I nak pancut ni sayang”

“aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Aku terpancut lagi, terus dia mancabut batang nya bangun dan pancut ke atas tetek ku

“aaaahhhhhhhh sedap nya” 

“emmmmm” 


aku dah tak larat nk bergerak apatah lagi bangun untuk mencuci badan ni. Di lumur nya air mani nya ke seluruh tetek ku


“knapa buat cm tu syg tak geli ke” 

“org tua kata air mani ni banyak khasiat nya, lumur kat tetek nanti jadi kencang hehe”


Aku membiarkan sahaja apa yg Khairul lakukan aku tak dapat nak kira berapa kali aku climax, setelah 2 jam kami rehat aku cuba bangun, tiba2 kaki aku kejang, segala otot badan kejang rasa macam nak menangis menahan sakit ni, Khairul melihat ku di dukung nya aku di bawa ke bilik air, air tab mandi yg suam dengan buih sabun wangi, aku di rendam di layan seolah2 seorang puteri. Khairul terus mengurut badan ku kaki yang kejang makin ok.


“pandai u urut ya, I sakit sgt tadi tapi lepas urut bdn rasa selesa” 

“I lepas main mmg akan urut wife I sb kalau tak urut esok tu dia amik MC sakit badan”


Beruntung nya isteri dia, walaupun tiada rupa seperti suami ku tapi dia lebih memahami wanita.


“syg u jgn tgl I ye, I sgt beruntung kenal u” 

“eh I lg beruntung kenal u, terusterang kata cipap u paling sedap compare wife I” 

“hah! Betul ke” 

“yup sayang” 

“u puas dgn wife u?” 

“puas tapi tak sepuas dgn u” 

“thanks syg”


Aku Tarik kata2 ku hehe aku lebih mmemuaskan dari isteri dia, selepas kami bersiap balik dan malam text seperti biasa. Selama setahun kami kenal mmg Khairul tidak menghampa kan aku sama seperti aku dari malu dan tak tahu apa2 tentang sex aku lebih menikmati sex dengan Khairul. 


Di masa lapang aku masih fon sex dengan dia, kaau berkesematan kami masih check in hotel dan kalau tiba2 mood nakal kami datang aku akan isap btg dia dan dia jilat cipap ku di dalam kereta. 


Ada 1 permainan tetap kami cipta bila gila2, duduk dalam kereta berlumba lancap siapa pancut dahulu. Aku suka Khairul dia faham aku. Aku tak pernah terfikir untuk tinggal kan suami ku sama seperti Khairul. 


Bermacam2 cara aku belajar dengan nya, dia juga pernah bertanya jika aku ingin melakukan 3 some. Hehe Murni kawan baik aku terus menyokong aku sebab dia pun dapat rasa batang si Khairul,  ini atas kerelaan aku sendiri untuk mencuba perkara yang baru. Di kala Murni mendapat pujian kerana prestasi nya aku juga tidak mengaku kalah, aku juga ingin di puji Khairul dengan prestasi ku hehe. 


Biar la perkara ni terus rahsia sebab aku rasa ini yang membuat kami terus bahagia dengan pasangan masing2.

Massive Navajo sandstone domes and fins, steep cliffs, and natural arches erupt out of the desert landscape within Utah’s Behind the Rocks Wilderness Study Area. The area’s extreme topography makes cross-country foot travel very challenging, yet possible. The highly scenic rock fins traversing the wilderness study area are popular subjects for photographers. Behind the Rocks offers amazing views of the La Sal mountains and is nearby to Arches and Canyonlands National Parks. For those who prefer to catch their scenery at a little faster pace, there are plenty of nearby mountain biking trails and off-highway vehicle routes. Photo by Bob Wick, Bureau of Land Management, @mypubliclands.

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Gillian Anderson and her giant hat at the World Series in San Diego on October 20, 1998.

fate/extra AU where the moon cell is replaced by California. California was the thing aliens dropped off to record human history.

the near side is the NorCal bay area and the far side is thee SoCal LA area full of nostalgic things like the nearby In n Out and the old school uniforms are loose tanktops, shorts, snapbacks, and longboards. the sea of infinite numbers is actually the sea of infinite traffic. no one can leave the old school grounds (and surrounding strip) or else they’ll be thrown into the 405 freeway.

BB has the personality of an aspiring Hollywood talent, explaining her larger than life way of acting and BB channel.

the Silicon Valley is the heart of the Cali Cell. Bill Gates is the face of the Cali Cell’s defense program.

abelg666  asked:

What is your personal theory about Bete du Gevaudan ?

You’ll get a longer answer than you expected, I think, and I’m sorry!

I personally believe she was a French Mastiff (Dogue de Bordeaux)- Wolf hybrid trained by Jean Chastel, the man that killed her in the end. I also believe she was more than one beast. 

A French Mastiff crossbred with a wolf would certainly confirm most of what was sighted throughout the years of La Bête’s attacks. The ability to be trained, red coloration, stocky body, broad head and chest of the French Mastiff:

Add that into the predatory instincts, agility, speed, thick fur, white stripe down the chest, pointed ears, large jaws of a Eurasian Wolf:

Throw in the intelligence from both animals and then add in selective breeding in secret and a man that has time to spare (Jean Chastel was an innkeeper - a man that ran an inn who had people he could rely on to run his inn. He was also a known hunter, he knew how wolves acted). 

In addition to the looks and behaviors, La Bête’s route of murders can be tracked. She began nearby Jean Chastel’s home and when she was killed? She was only yards away from his home again, after committing murders around the countryside. 

The reason I think it was more than one beast? Breeding would involve multiple puppies. It is likely Jean Chastel raised and trained more than one of these monsters. Especially since more than one La Bête look alike was killed. 

You might as “Wen but why would he do this?” Jean Chastel never took the cash reward from killing La Bête even though the King and government tried to make him take it. However, he was now known as “Beast Slayer” Jean Chastel. That would certainly bring more and more people to his inn and raise his profits. He didn’t need the cash reward when he was known as the slayer of La Bête.

Hope this answered your question. Sorry for my rant!

Paul Lahote Imagine: Just One Look Part Two

Request 11

I grab my headphones and put them into my ears. The soft melody swirled in my head as I grabbed and put on my jacket. The shoelaces hung limply at my feet until I brought them back to their perfect knots. The cold air slapped me as I finally reached the world on the other side of my front door. My feet carried me as I passed the nearby houses, aiming for a set destination for La Push beach. The only space that fills my thoughts were of the music. I was in total blissful emptiness as I simply ran. There were no thoughts of Jacob or Bella. Or the way my hand betrayed my body. Once I arrived at the beach I sat down near the water. It moved closer to me put didn’t quite reach my feet. My breaths slowly started to slow down to the same pace as the rest of the world around me. The music still was relaxing in my ears as I looked at the morning shorelines. A sudden tap hesitantly hit my shoulder. I suck in all the air around me and hold my hand to my panicking chest.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you,” replied Paul. Who confidently took a seat beside me. I pulled out my earphones, not bothering to shut off my phone that was attached to them.

“It’s okay. I would say take a seat but it looks like you already made yourself comfortable,” I calmly replied.

“you’re on my turf remember,” he nudged my arm. I forcefully chuckle at his words because I am at a loss of what to say. Silence trickles in the space between us. It looms over our heads as it desperately waits for another move. I nervously grab a lock of my hair and play with it.

“Well, it was nice seeing you again. I should finish my run back home. Um, it was nice seeing you again.” I stand up and awkwardly wave at him goodbye while putting in my headphones. I turn around and start to head back home. Only this time I did not have the pleasure of being in a blissful emptiness as I see Paul’s figure starting to run beside me. I stop dead in my tracks.

“Are you stalking me now,” I abruptly question him.

“No. No. Sorry. I just didn’t say what I wanted it to earlier.”

“Okay. And what was that?” There was a long silence between us.

“I always remembered you being Jake’s friend. You, Bella, and Jake the terrible trio we nicknamed. But I remember sitting across the fire from you many times and trying to work up the courage to maybe sit next to you. I that one time you brought a huge plate of cookies and the smile on your face was just so… So unforgettable. So I gladly took a handful of your cookiesI But when I took my first bite I thought to myself that these are the worst cookies I ever tasted in my life. I just wanted to see you smile more. So I ate the rest of my small pile and told you how good it was. My point being is that I want to get to know you more and that I really like you. I don’t want it to be just you, Bella, and Jake. I want to be there with you. So would you be willing to give this a change?”

I swallow the lump at the back of my throat and nod my head yes. “Thank you! I’ll pick you up tonight at 6:00,” he replied before leaving.

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I rampage throughout my closet trying to pick out something to wear. I have no details of where we are going tonight. I am picking up outfits and holding them to my chest in front of my full-length mirror in front of me. But the mirror mocks me and tells me everything that is wrong.  Bella sits at the edge of my bed. Her positive words become an indistinctive tangle as I tune them out. Clothes scattered beneath my feet and I’m too intimidated to pick them up again. Out of the pile, Bella grabs a pair of dark blue jeans and a long sleeve green blouse. I nod my head as I swiftly get changed into the outfit.

I emerge out of the closet with it on. “It’s perfect. Not too overdone and also not too little,” Bella told me as she held up two thumbs up. I hear the doorbell ring. My eyes immediately panic. “It’s okay. Just be you,” she reassured me before guiding me outside my bedroom door.

I open the door. I see that Paul has changed from his usual lack of outfit. He is wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I close the door behind me. Paul opens the car for me as I head inside of it. He starts the car and we drive off with the radio host voices fading into the background.

“So where to,” I question?

“I’m taking you to a special place,” he replied.

“And where is that?”
“It’s a surprise.”

“Can I get a hint?”

“Let’s see…. How about this is a place that you know but with a twist.” I mull over the clue over and over in my head. Visions of locations pop into my head yet I am unable to distinguish what a twist would be about them.

We park a car in front of Sam and Emily’s house. The front porch was decorated with hanging fairy lights. There are two porch chairs sitting delicately on an angle from each other with a small table places in between. On top of it were two glasses of water and boxes of pizza.

“Sam and Emily went out for a date night so I took the opportunity to do this. I tried to cook something but I have about the same skills as you. So I ordered pizza,” Paul informed me. He took my hand and lead the way. We sat on the chairs and opened the pizza boxes. I took a slice and started chewing on it.

“Wow. This is incredible. Thank you. I never knew that the toughest guy in Fork’s had such a soft side,” I told him.

“Well, there is a lot you don’t yet know about me.”

“I can’t wait to find out then.”

Spanish Vocabulary - El cuento de hadas

This is a list of some very useful words related to fairy tale stories or some mythological vocabulary.

Especially for beginners, fairy tales are extremely helpful because most of the stories are ones that people know or at least have heard of before… so this vocabulary will help navigate some very well-known fairy tales (and Disney movies).

Note: There may be some repeating words

Snow White

  • (la) Blancanieves = Snow White
  • blanco/a = white
  • la nieve = snow
  • el cabello = hair (on the head)
  • negro/a = black
  • pálido/a = fair, pale
  • la palidez = paleness, pallor
  • la reina = queen
  • malvado/a = evil, wicked
  • la Reina Malvada = the Evil Queen
  • el cazador = hunter / huntsman [feminine form “huntress” is la cazadora]
  • el corazón = heart
  • la envidia = envy
  • los celos = jealousy
  • el espejo mágico = magic mirror
  • bello/a = beautiful
  • precioso/a = cute, lovely | precious
  • bonito/a = cute, pretty
  • lindo/a = cute, pretty
  • la amenaza = a threat
  • la inocencia = innocence
  • la belleza = beauty
  • la pureza = purity
  • el enano = dwarf
  • siete = seven (7)
  • la choza = hut, small house
  • la casita (de campo) = little house, cottage [lit. “little field house”] 
  • dulce = sweet
  • viejo/a = old
  • feo/a = ugly
  • brujo/a = witch, wizard
  • la manzana = apple
  • la poción = potion
  • el veneno = poison, venom
  • venenoso/a = poisonous, venomous
  • envenenado/a = poisoned
  • inmóvil = still, unmoving
  • el ataúd = coffin, casket
  • el féretro = coffin, casket
  • el velorio = wake, vigil
  • el príncipe = prince
  • el príncipe azul = knight in shining armor [lit. “blue prince”]
  • el beso = a kiss

Sleeping Beauty

  • la Bella Durmiente = Sleeping Beauty
  • bello/a = beautiful
  • durmiente = sleeping, dormant
  • dormido/a = asleep, sleeping | half-asleep, “out of it”
  • el bautismo = baptism, christening
  • la reunión = a gathering, a meeting
  • el hada, las hadas = fairy, fairies
  • el don = a gift, a blessing
  • el obsequio = a present, a gift
  • el regalo = a present, a gift
  • la maldición = a curse
  • el hechizo = a hex, a curse
  • la magia = magic
  • mágico/a = magical
  • la bendición = blessing
  • el encanto = enchantment, a charm
  • el escape = an escape
  • la huida = an escape, fleeing, flight
  • la búsqueda = a search
  • las hadas buenas = the good fairies
  • la selva = forest
  • el bosque = the woods
  • la corona = crown
  • el trono = throne
  • el huso = spindle
  • la rueca = spinning wheel, loom
  • la hoguera = bonfire
  • pincharse el dedo = to prick one’s finger
  • la rosa = rose
  • la espina = thorn
  • espinoso/a = thorny, covered in thorns
  • la zarza = thornbush, bramble, briar
  • el fuego = fire
  • la espada = sword
  • el escudo = shield
  • el dragón = dragon
  • despierto/a = awake

Beauty and the Beast

  • La Bella y la Bestia = Beauty and the Beast
  • bello/a = beautiful
  • Bella = Belle [Spanish translation of a French name]
  • la bestia = a beast
  • la aldea = small town
  • distraído/a = distracted, absentminded
  • ensimismado/a = distracted, engrossed in one’s own life
  • la belleza = beauty
  • el trato = deal, contract
  • trato hecho = done deal
  • secuestrado/a = kidnapped
  • la torre = tower
  • el ala este = the east wing (of a house/castle)
  • el ala oeste = the west wing (of a house/castle)
  • la escalera = staircase, stairwell
  • las escaleras = steps, stairs
  • el escalón = a step (of a staircase)
  • el salón de baile = ballroom
  • el espejo = mirror
  • la pintura = painting
  • el retrato = portrait
  • el autorretrato = portrait / self-portrait
  • maldito/a = cursed, accursed
  • el mueble, los muebles = a piece of furniture, furniture (pl.)
  • el reloj = clock / watch
  • la tetera = teapot
  • la taza = teacup / coffee cup
  • el candelabro, el candelero = candelabra, candle-holder
  • la rosa = rose
  • el pétalo = petal
  • el tiempo = time
  • el monstruo = monster
  • el hombre = man
  • humano/a = human

Cinderella

  • la Cenicienta = Cinderella
  • la ceniza, las cenizas = ash, ashes
  • ceniciento/a = covered in ashes
  • la madrastra = step-mother
  • la Madrastra Malvada = the Wicked Step-mother
  • la hermanastra = step-sister
  • malcriado/a = rude, lacking manners
  • el macriado / la malcriada = a brat
  • mimado/a = spoiled, pampered
  • egoísta = selfish
  • exigente = demanding
  • mandón, mandona = bossy
  • chillón, chillona = shrill, screeching
  • la fregona = a washerwoman, a woman who scrubs dishes, a scullery maid
  • el criado, la criada = servant, maid
  • el / la sirviente = servant
  • abnegado/a = selfless, someone who doesn’t think of themselves
  • el ratón, los ratones = mouse/rat, mice/rats
  • el caballo = horse
  • el sollozo = sob
  • el llanto = crying, mourning, weeping
  • la lágrima, las lágrimas = tear, tears, crying
  • la madrina = godmother
  • la Hada Madrina = Fairy Godmother
  • el baile = a ball (“a dance”)
  • la vara = wand / staff
  • la varita mágica = a magic wand
  • el vestido = dress
  • la calabaza = pumpkin
  • el carruaje = carriage
  • el coche = stagecoach [“car” in modern Spanish]
  • la diligencia = horse-drawn carriage [named for the “diligence/task” that horses did when pulling the carriage]
  • la transformación = transformation
  • la medianoche = midnight
  • a la medianoche = at midnight
  • al dar la medianoche / al toque de medianoche = at the stroke of midnight [dar means “to strike” and el toque means “the touch / striking”… both apply since the “stroke” refers to “striking bells”]
  • el zapato = shoe
  • el vidrio = glass
  • de vidrio = made of glass

Miscellaneous

  • el cuento = story (short)
  • la historia = story (long) / history
  • el cuento de hadas = fairy tale [lit. “story of fairies”]
  • había una vez = once upon a time
  • érase una vez = once upon a time [older]
  • hace mucho tiempo… = a long time ago…
  • el rizo = curl
  • rizado/a = curly
  • el oro = gold
  • dorado/a, de oro = golden
  • el oso = bear
  • Ricitos de oro y los tres osos = Goldilocks and the Three Bears
  • la Caperucita Roja = Little Red Riding Hood
  • la capa = cape
  • la caperuza = cape with a hood / riding hood
  • el lobo = wolf
  • la abuela = grandmother
  • la cesta = basket
  • la canasta = basket
  • el camino = road
  • el leñador = woodsman / woodcutter / lumberjack
  • la piedra = stone, rock
  • la paja = straw
  • la madera = wood
  • el palo, los palos = stick, sticks, twigs
  • la rama, la ramita = twig, sticks
  • el ladrillo = brick
  • joven = young
  • viejo/a = old
  • anciano/a = very old, ancient / old person
  • Alicia en el país de maravillas = Alice in Wonderland
  • los naipes / las cartas = playing cards
  • el conejo = rabbit
  • el sombrerero = the Mad Hatter [lit. “the hatter / hat-maker”]
  • la Reina de Corazones = the Queen of Hearts
  • la Reina Blanca = the White Queen
  • el Gato de Cheshire = the Cheshire Cat
  • El mago de Oz = the Wizard of Oz
  • el Espantapájaros = the Scarecrow
  • el León cobarde = the Cowardly Lion
  • el Hombre de hojalata = the Tin Man [hojalata = “sheet metal” or “tin” that isn’t very thick]
  • Pinocho = Pinocchio
  • la marioneta = puppet, marionette 
  • el títere = puppet
  • el carpintero, la carpintera = carpenter
  • el / la Hada Azul = the Blue Fairy
  • la estrella = a star
  • la ballena = whale
  • la madera = wood
  • la nariz = nose
  • la mentira = a lie
  • mentiroso/a = false, lying, dishonest
  • el mentiroso, la mentirosa = liar
  • la verdad = the truth
  • verdadero/a = true, real
  • de verdad = for real
  • el castillo = castle
  • la vela = candle
  • la rana = frog
  • el sapo = toad
  • el jinete = horseman / rider
  • desconocido/a = unknown
  • extraño/a = strange
  • raro/a = weird
  • extranjero/a = foreign
  • el despertador = alarm clock
  • el cocodrilo = crocodile
  • el barco = ship (large)
  • la nave = ship (large)
  • el naufragio = shipwreck
  • el / la capitán = captain
  • el garfio = hook
  • El Capitán Garfio = Captain Hook
  • la sirena = Siren (Greek mythology) / mermaid [or a “siren” as in an ambulance or shrill noise]
  • la sirenita = little mermaid
  • la aleta = fin [of a fish], flipper
  • el deseo = wish, desire
  • el engaño = trick, deceit
  • engañoso/a = deceitful
  • el troll = troll
  • el ogro = ogre
  • el puente = bridge
  • el tallo de judía / frijol / alubia = beanstalk
  • el gigante = a giant
  • gigante = giant, large
  • lejano/a = faraway
  • cercano/a = nearby
  • lejos = far
  • cerco/a = close
  • Juan y la planta de habichuelas = Jack and the Beanstalk (regional)
  • Juan y la mata de habas = Jack and the Beanstalk (regional)
  • la cuna = crib, cradle
  • la nana = lullaby
  • la canción de cuna = lullaby [lit. “crib song”]
  • la querencia = love, fondness, emotional attachment

People

  • el rey, el Rey = king, King
  • la reina, la Reina = queen, Queen
  • la princesa, la Princesa = princess, Princess
  • el príncipe, el Príncipe = prince, Prince
  • Alteza = Higness, Grace
  • Su Alteza / Vuestra Alteza = Your Highness, Your Grace
  • Majestad = Majesty
  • Su Majestad / Vuestra Majestad = Your Majesty
  • el señor = man / sir / lord
  • la señora = woman / madam / lady
  • la dama = lady, dame, noblewoman
  • el don, la doña = lord, lady [property-holding people]
  • el dueño, la dueña = owner
  • el jefe, la jefa = boss
  • el noble, la noble, los nobles = nobleman, noblewoman, noblemen
  • la realeza = royalty
  • la nobleza = nobility
  • la plebe / la clase obrera = the common people / the working class
  • el caballero = knight
  • la doncella = maiden [la doncella refers to a young girl who isn’t married… in fairy tales, younger than 18 and (most often) virgins]
  • el galán = gentleman / leading man [used euphemistically, el galán means “playboy” because it refers to “the guy who gets the girl at the end of the story”]
  • el brujo, la bruja = wizard, witch
  • el mago, la maga = wizard, witch, mage, magician
  • el hechicero, la hechicera = sorcerer, sorceress
  • el hada / la hada, las hadas = fairy, fairies
  • el villano, la villana = villager OR villain, evildoer
  • el ciudadano, la ciudadana = citizen, townsperson
  • el ladrón, la ladrona = thief
  • el pícaro, la pícara = rogue
  • el desconocido, la desconocida = unknown person
  • el extraño, la extraña = stranger, unknown person
  • el mayordomo = butler
  • el ama de casa, las amas de casa = housemaid, head maid
  • el criado, la criada = servant
  • el / la sirviente = servant
  • el aya, las ayas = governess, governesses
  • el niñero, la niñera = babysitter
  • el niño, la niña = boy / girl / child
  • el bebé, la bebé = baby
  • el chico, la chica = boy / girl / young child
  • el joven, la joven = teenage boy / teenage girl [lit. “young (man/woman)”]
  • el hombre = man
  • la mujer = woman
  • el padre = father
  • la madre = mother
  • el hijo, la hija, los hijos = son, daughter, children (at least one boy; otherwise las hijas “daughters”)
  • el hermano, la hermana, los hermanos = brother, sister, siblings (at least one boy; otherwise hermanas “sisters”)
  • Dios = God
  • el dios, la diosa, los dioses = god, goddess, gods (at least one boy; otherwise las diosas “goddesses”)
  • el / la protagonista = protagonist
  • el / la antagonista = antagonist
  • el amigo, la amiga = friend
  • el enemigo, la enemiga = enemy
  • el héroe, la heroína = heroe, heroine

SO alright, y'all. i hit 70k followers. it feels pretty bizarre.

i feel like i’m shouting into the void on this blog. like, all of you people follow me, and i have no idea who you are. i want to know you! i want internet friends & pen pals & even IRL friends if you live nearby (LA people hmu!). if you read this, please message me. if you follow my blog, that’s actually a pretty personal thing. let’s be friends.

i love this blog. i’ve been going on it almost every day since i created it about 5 years ago. it started out as a “fitblr” that fed my eating disorder, but it eventually turned into something much more positive. i’ve been through a lot with this blog! but sometimes i feel weird about it, like - why do all these people follow me? i don’t post much of my own original content or anything like that. sometimes my blog makes it seem like i’m a lot happier and healthier than i really am.

i feel like if i really got to know some of you, it would feel better and more truthful, or worthwhile, or something. i guess this is all coming from a place of insecurity in my life in general right now, because i just graduated college & moved to a new city & am struggling to find a job and all that fun stuff. my blog still brings me joy and it feels like a daily routine, whereas i don’t really have one right now, so that feels good. i’m not planning on ever stopping witchy-vegan. it’s a big part of my life and i hope you all enjoy it too. but if you do, i’d love to interact with you more than just seeing your reblogs. 💗

Ethan Dolan - My type

Request: Do you make Dolan twin images? If so, can you make one where Ethan and y/n meet at a tour and he ask for her number and they go out ☺️ Btw I love your images

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I wasn’t expecting anything big for my birthday since I already got a vacation to Paris in the summer and my parents told me it was a birthday gift, but I just had the best parents ever and they surprised me with another amazing gift. When they handed me an envelope I didn’t really understand what could be in it. But then I opened it taking out… two tickets to a meet&greet with none other than Aaron Carpenter, Cameron Dallas and the Dolan twins.

“Mom, Dad?! What is this?” I asked with wide eyes not even taking my eyes off the tickets.

“We thought you would like to see those boys you like that much,” my mom said smiling at me.

“But these tickets must have cost a fortune and we agreed that I won’t get anything else than the trip to Paris.”

“Yes, but my boss got them somehow, so they weren’t that expensive,” dad waved in dismiss.

I couldn’t thank them enough for those tickets, I had been dreaming about meeting them since I knew what Vine was. And of course, I was secretly wishing that Ethan would notice me.

The meet&greet was a few days later, my dad drove me there and told me he would pick me up. I stood in the line and got to know some awesome girls while we were waiting to get to the guys. We talked about how excited it was to finally see them in live and the funny thing was that we all loved different people more, so we just agreed on who would take who home.

Then we were close enough to see them as they were doing photos with other girls that were literally screaming while talking to them. I never knew how they could stay that cool and awesome when girls were screaming into their face and I promised to myself that I wouldn’t do anything like this. I wanted to stay calm and show my best side to them.

We were getting closer and closer, until I was the next one in the line. The bodyguard nodded to me signaling that I can go closer. Aaron was the first one I reached.

“Hey beautiful,” he smiled at me. For a short moment I thought I will just faint, but I knew I had to keep my shit together.

“Hey,” I greeted him and he gave me a warm hug.

“How are you?” he asked as we pulled away.

“I’m good, thank you, just a bit tired of the waiting,” I said with a light chuckle.

“Did you drink enough? You want some water?” he asked already stepping to the table where they had a bunch of bottled water and offered one for me. I wasn’t that thirsty, but when Aaron Carpenter gives you a bottle of water one does not refuse it.

“Thanks,” I smiled at him taking the bottle. We posed for a photo and then I turned to the next person, who happened to be Cameron.

He was really cool, he even told me a joke to lighten me up a bit. This worked, because I loosened up and I could finally get through the fact that I was meeting my idols and just enjoy the moment. We also took some photos and then I stepped to the next person, Grayson.

“Hey,” he greeted with a wide smile and hugged me.

“Hi, it’s so nice to meet you,” I said letting out a little bit awkward laugh.

“It’s good to meet you too. What’s your name?” he asked and he glanced over to where Ethan was standing quite often, I didn’t know why he was doing that, and I also wanted to see Ethan, but I didn’t want to be disrespectful.

“I’m Y/N.”

“What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Are you enjoying the meet&greet so far?” he asked leaning against the table casually. He looked so damn good, I wish I could take a photo s him in that pose.

“Yes, it’s awesome to see all of you,” I nodded smiling.

“How long did you wait?”

“Um, about two hours.”

“Gosh, that’s too much. We have to figure something out for you guys. I’m sorry Y/N, that you had to wait that much,” he said with an apologetic look.

“It’s okay,” I shrugged.

“But thank you for coming. Let’s do some photos.” We posed for the camera and then it was time for me to move on to the next and last person, Ethan.

When I turned towards him he was already looking at me. I took a deep breath and walked over to him.

“Hey Y/N,” he said and I was totally shocked as he said my name.

“Wait, how do you know my name?”

“Twin telepathy,” he smirked confusing me even more. “I was just kidding, I heard when you told it to Grayson,” he laughed and I suddenly felt dumb. How did I not think of that? But I laughed with him. “So do you live in LA?” he asked running his fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, I live nearby, actually.”

“Really? That’s awesome. How old are you?” he asked with a soft smile.

“I turned fifteen a few days ago,” I admitted tugging my hair behind my ears.

“You had your birthday a few days ago? Happy birthday! That worth another hug,” he said spreading his arms and I willingly hugged him again.

“Thank you.”

“I hope you had an amazing birthday.”

“I did, I got the tickets as a gift,” I replied laughing. He gave me a wide smile and then we posed for some photos.

I knew it was time for me to leave, I wished this meeting lasted longer, but then before I could head towards the exit Ethan grabbed my hand gently and pulled back.

“Hey, um, I was wondering if I could… I don’t know, have you number?”

I almost gasped in my shock and happiness. I immediately nodded and as he handed me a piece of paper and a pen I wrote down my number checking five times if it was correct before handing it back to him.

“Thanks, I’ll call you later.” He winked at me and I turned around once more to leave, but then I had one more question for him.

“Hey, why was Grayson eyeing you while we were talking?” I asked suspecting the reason. Ethan grinned at me before answering.

“Because he immediately knew that you are my type and made sure that I wouldn’t miss a chance with getting your number.”

Hi y’all~ any fellow trans surfers in LA or nearby areas? Shoot me a message :) Let’s go catch some waves and live our endless summer dreams; get cheap tacos and live our endless diarrhea nightmares :D

For a Lost Daughter (Adult Faith AU): Part 4

We have a title!  For a Lost Daughter 

As you probably already have put together, its a reference to one of Raymond’s lines in The Space Between, and was actually the original inspiration for this fic!

Part 4 begins Section two, which shifts the focus from Jamie and Claire to Faith/ “Fae”. 

Note: the story takes place in an AU where an adult Faith comes back into Jamie and Claire’s lives around the time of Voyager. General spoiler alerts for Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, The Space Between, and more.


Catch up on the story so far

SECTION ONE: Daughter :Part 1  Part 2  Part 3


SECTION TWO: Fae 

Part 4 begins below the break 

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Elle Hallows Eve #15 - La Llorona

La Llorona is a legendary ghost from the various nations in Spanish America, Mexico most prominent among them. Meaning “The Weeping Woman,” La Llorona has been a staple of Hispanic culture since the 1550s. Instantly recognizable by her veil and flowing white burial dress, she can usually be found by rivers and other freshwater bodies of water, crying for her lost children.

Traditionally, La Llorona is invoked by parents to prevent their children from wandering around at night, especially near water where they could easily fall in and drown. In variations of a cautious tale, La Llorona appears at dusk, wandering around the shores of rivers and lakes, crying out, “Oh, my children!” In agony for her deceased children, La Llorona will kidnap any nearby wandering children, drowning them to replace her own.

Historically, La Llorona is believed to be an amalgam of several people. One of these people is La Malinche, a legend in her own right. La Malinche was a native Aztec girl who birthed two children of Hernan Cortes. She is a heroic figure in Mexican history, embodying the multifaceted dimensions of Latin America and the loss of indigenous culture, and like all legends, myth becomes conflated with fact. The folkloric version of her tale involves La Malinche birthing the children of Cortes, only to realize too late his betrayal of the Aztec people. Her scorned pride as a mother, wife, and an Aztec turned her into the monster we know today. However, that is just one version of La Llorona’s origin. The most common iteration believed was an innocuous peasant girl named “Maria.”

Maria was married young to a wealthy man, and bore him two sons. However, the man was kind of a douche, and turned to womanizing and alcoholism, eventually leaving her to marry a younger, prettier and richer woman. Maria’s sons were grim reminders of his infidelity and treachery, and the maternal love she once had turned to resentment. One night, after witnessing her husband with another woman, Maria snapped and threw her children into a river. After her temporary bout of insanity passed and she realized what she had done, she ran to the riverbanks in an attempt to save her boys. But it was too late. Maria broke down into an inconsolable grief, and her wails echoed to the present day. After her death, the gatekeepers of the afterlife denied Maria entrance without her children. And so, Maria persists to this day as La Llorona, searching for her long-departed children. Or if not them, a substitute.

What does La Llorona want? It depends on who you ask. Legends vary throughout the continent, but a consistent theme seems to be forgiveness. La Llorona seems truly sorry for her actions and seeks some form of redemption. According to eyewitness accounts, she typically asks “where are my children?” when skulking about. So much so, a variant of hide-and-seek uses the phrase. She wants to be forgiven. She wants to see her children again. She wants passage to the afterlife.

Then again, the other constant is the kidnapping and killing of children. She seems indiscriminate, taking kids of all social class, age, gender, and heritage. She wants to shuffle off the mortal coil, and she’ll do whatever it takes. Whether La Llorona’s searching for the reincarnated souls of her children or just convincing look-alikes is unclear. She just snatches as many unattended kids as she can.

La Llorona may be nothing more than an old wive’s tale about what can happen when you venture out after dark, but she represents so much more. She warns young girls about marrying for money above love. She warns mothers about the virtue of patience and forgiveness, and the eternal price for regretful actions. She tells the Hispanic people about the pride of one’s ancestors and the hostility of imperialism. It’s really no wonder La Llorona has become such an iconic figure. Still, may you never have the privilege of meeting her.

PARKOUR!

Prompt from saidthebutterfly: “Felicity surprises Oliver with a trip to an indoor parkour park because she knows it’s killing him to not jump around like a ninja. It’s a win-win because he gets to play and she gets to watch.”

Took a little longer than I wanted, but I kept getting distracted by other story ideas. Better late than never? 

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It hasn’t even been two weeks and she can tell he’s getting antsy. He’s happy and smiling constantly, a beautiful thing to see every day on a face that’s been shadowed for so long, and he has her doing more activity than she’s ever done in her life. Yes, they’re in bed more than they’re out of it, but when they are out they’re hiking and riding bikes and exploring whatever town they happen to find themselves in, just wandering aimlessly, hand in hand, sometimes for hours. But while Felicity was too tired to even move at the end of the day yesterday, Oliver decided to go out for a run. He was gone for over an hour and covered in sweat when he came back to their room, but after a quick shower he still managed to rock her world before they finally fell asleep.


They may be “done” with the hood life, but he’s still constantly vigilant of his surroundings. She’s sure she sees his ears perk up every time there’s a siren nearby, and since they’ve been in LA these last few days, sirens are much more prevalent. She can’t fault him for getting a little restless. Her fingers have been itching to hack for days and she’s sure he misses the adrenaline too. She thinks maybe a little extra physical activity, something different, would do him good. So, while he’s sleeping in a little later this morning, something else that’s new, she sneaks out of bed to grab her tablet. She runs a search for an indoor parkour park, one of those places where he can use the extra energy to climb walls actually meant for climbing, instead of the ones in the hotel room.

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anonymous asked:

I know you love world building, so what's the first thing you figure out about a new fictional country you *just* made up? :D

I tend to start with the characters when I build a world - say, I want to tell a story about a not-so-awesome necromancer and the ex-soldier who drags him out of the mud and decides to be his mom-friend, then I’ll need a world that a.) has magic, b.) has some kind of military, and c.) has a belief in raising the dead. Those are all good starting points for crafting a world.

But when it comes to specific countries, or cities, in that world, I tend to start with the geography and climate. A LOT of what a country is like depends on its geography.

Is it a country in a temperate region, with a coastline and a good mix of forests, mountains and fertile grasslands? Then it’s likely to have a well-functioning agriculture, probably an industry centered on timber and forestry, mining for mineral resources, etc. The coastline means possibilities of trade and ship-building. Grasslands also mean grazing for animals. What kind of animals would they have?

Is it a country with a warmer climate, with a big mountain range? Chances are there’s going to be a desert due to the mountains interfering with wind-patterns and clouds, causing a rain-shadow. The population is less likely to be focused on settled agriculture - unless there’s a river with a fertile flood plain nearby (a la the Nile) - and more on mineral resources and on caravan routes passing through it.

Already, just by plopping a few geographical features onto a map and making a few decisions about the weather, you’ve got the building blocks of what their daily lives are like, and what kind of populations might live there: a temperate country with fertile soil is more likely to have settled farmers, while an arid desert region is more likely to house more nomadic populations.

… after that, you can start building upwards. If you’ve got farmlands and a forest industry, there’s likely to be trade. Trade means money, unless they make do with a barter system. If there’s money, there needs to be a central authority in charge of regulating that money. It’s probably going to have a more solidly organised political structure than a country with a more nomadic population. Organised political structure can mean anything from absolute monarchy with primogeniture in place, to a representative democracy that elects its leader on a regular basis.

Basically, worldbuilding is making a few key decisions, and then asking yourself “but why?” and “how’s that work, then?” over and over until you’ve got an imaginary world.

Things Past- Chapter 3

Title: Things Past
Author: delusionsofnostalgia
Rating: T ( so far it’s pretty T rated, just quite angsty. I’m not sure if further chapters will contain NSFW material but will be sure to update the rating if so)
Prompt: based on this imagine/drabble request: Could you possibly do a one shot of Reid/reader where they used to date (the team never knew about the two of you) and you had a bad breakup.   Then a couple of years later the reader is called in to consult on a case the BAU has and it’s clear Reid still has feelings for her.  
Main Character(s): Spencer Reid, Reader
Trigger Warning: none
Multishot: Chapter 3 [All chapters in this story will have the tag “things past.”]
Author’s Notes: I hope you guys enjoy :) and feel free to message me and let me know what you think!

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So Now You Want Me? (Luke Hemmings.)

Requested – No. This is a Birthday special. 

Prompt – You change after Luke rejected you rudely.

Warning – Might contain scenes of insecurity and Luke might be harsh as fuck.

Words – 1348.

Requests?

Part 2. 

Part 3. 

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