Part 2 Soon Come Lol🫶🏽

Hello love hope you have a great day❤️

thank you for the message 🥰! I hope you have an amazing day as well.

building a new life and identity໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ʚ🐇ɞ 🌸

building a new identity and life for urself is actually easier than it sounds. u only need to commit to the new identity.

who is the person that u want to be? how do they act? what is their education? that’s the first question to ask urself. i talked about a garden analogy in one of my previous posts but just in case u missed that i’ll remind u:

so basically imagine urself as a gardener and ur life is ur garden. it’s boundless. u can fill the garden with flowers 🌸 and plants, anything u desire really. think of ur desires as the flowers that u fill ur garden 🪴 with. the plants that u water the most or the pay the most attention to will grow beautifully. this is how manifestation is. 

so what i’ve been doing lately is keeping 2-3 affirmations on loop in my brain whenever i get a minute to. (kinda like when u put something on queue in ur mind) when im doing mindless activities or something. i’ll repeat the affirmations in my mind OR out loud. but i’ll only do this when i want to. (cuz nothing in manifestation should be forced) 

doing this, i kinda imagine my affirmations as watering my manifestations 🪷. now that we’ve established setting up ur garden, let’s FILL it. (this is the funnest part) i want u to write down who u desire to be as though u were already that person living that life. so you’d title ur page (who i am) 

my name is ___ i am ___ years old 

ur personality and character traits 

ur skills and talents 

ur appearance 

ur self concept and how life treats u 

ur education 

ur relationships

how long it takes u to get everything u want 

literally EVERYTHING. this is scripting. ur creating a script in which ur reality will follow. next we need to PRACTICE the script. 

how do we do that? being delulu, affirming, manifestation exercises, daydreaming, SATS, literally PRETENDING. fulfilling urself in ur imagination is u practicing the script. 

once the script is persisted in enough and we’ll practiced you’ll see it play out in ur life. congratulations, you’ve built a new life and identity for urself <3

Me next plsplspls

piercer!toji piercing r boobs and belly button but like she’s so nervous and shy bc someone else other than herself is going to see her boobs. and she’s holding onto toji’s arm so tightly :0 you can add what you want but i just want him to give her a lollipop at the end bc that would be so cute

wait i really like this omg >_<:p like he’d be sweet - a little. letting you calm yourself down before you remove your bra and raise your top near your collarbone. you look around biting on your lip, try to not back down or cry and him seeing you like this he gave you a choice. “ want me to down your belly button first so you at least get used to it? can’t do anything if your so jumpy, hun ” you nod lowering your top and laying back down. he sits on the chair putting on his gloves as he puts alcohol on the cotton ball. you gasp at the coldness of the cotton. he puts two dots? on your belly and asked if you are ready which you mumbling a yes. your eyes are screw shut as the clamp is tight on your belly button as the needle slides in. the pain is a bit temporary as he places the jewelry.

“ i-is it done..already? ” he stutter as he nods throwing away the used things “ yeah see how easy that was, tell you what - you lay there like a good girl for this next one i’ll give you a treat ”. treat? you don’t respond as you raise you shirt to where it was “ c-can i uhm hold onto your hand. please ” “ whatever helps you, sweetheart ”. he does the same steps he did for you except when he holds the clamp and needle your taking hard breaths, biting on your bottom lip and your eyes are shut tightly he can see a bit on tears. your body was very clean, no tats or anything so he understands why you’re nervous. the moment the needle your hands flew to his tattooed arms, nails digging into his flesh. a few minutes later you finally open your blurry eyes to be met with toji’s green ones. “ how you feel sweetheart ” you look around sitting up while you wipe your tears. he pulls down your shirt. “ did so good like i told you, i’ll give you the treat like i promised ”

soon you find your legs wide open on his shoulders while his arms are wrapped around your thighs as your elbows hold you up. your panties at your ankles, skirt lifting to your waist and you tities out in the cold breeze. the cold metal on his tongue running through your folds slurping up the juices, making you shiver and gasp. toji is shoving his face in between your thighs more. you let out silent moans and whines as he matched the rhythm of his fingers to his tongue. your hands moving around not knowing whether to grip on the bed or his hair or shoulders. you looked innocent - too innocent to be at his shop. he’s not used to someone like you coming to see him, at least some people would have a few piercing from different shops before his - because toji isn’t exactly the nicest. but you’re different.

he used to pierce himself before doing it on few of his friends. you whine tugging on his hair, lifting your hips to grind on his tongue - feeling a strong wave hit you. “ i-‘m g’na cum…can i- please can i cum ” you cry out as he puts more pleasure, flicking his tongue piercing on your clit. “ you can come darling , been such a girl girl huh ” he praises and it makes your mind go all empty and fuzzy. you didn’t even know toji like this, sure he pierced some of your friends and you’ll be here but no interaction. your body shakes as he sucks on your clit dragging you to the edge “ cum f’ me sweet girl ” and you do - making a mess on the bed beneath you but he doesn’t care. not when he’s slurping you up like that.

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001 ; 'love in the time of post-partum'

synopsis: the reader has pent-up stress and anxiety and takes it out on jack.

It was your first day back at your job ever since Alora was born and you were stressed out.

Jack insisted you stay home for a few more days. You knew he was only trying to make sure you were okay but it really set you off.

Postpartum depression had been kicking your ass and jack's constant nagging didn't make it better.

"Baby you really don't have to go back so early." He said, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

He kissed your neck softly and you shook out of his hold.

"Jack, I want to go back. You know I don't like to sit around and do nothing." You said sliding on your blazer.

"You know I'm just trying to help. I may not know what your going through right now but just know I'm always here for you." He said running his hands through his curls.

"Baby I'm fine." You said before giving him a kiss and walking out of your shared bedroom to wake your baby up.

"I don't know what to do steph! I know he's just trying to help but he's honestly just making things worse." You said frustratedly to your co-worker.

"I totally get you, when I had my son every little thing my husband did pissed me off." She said giggling softly at the end.

"But guess what? It's normal babe! It's just your body going through changes and he's trying to help you out." She said rubbing your back softly.

"But steph what if it doesn't get better? I feel like I'm falling out of love with him." You said tearing up out of pure guilt.

"Aww honey come here." She said pulling you into her chest.

"I feel like a bad wife and a bad mother." You said crying softly into her chest.

"It'll get better, my love I promise. You love that man and he loves you! After all the wild stories I've heard about the both of you I can guarantee you still love him. When this all blows over you'll be okay." She said, coaxing you through your tears.

"I love you so fucking much man." You said wiping your tears and giving her a proper hug.

"You look exhausted." Jack said when he saw you on the couch typing away at your computer.

"I have to get this done." You said tiredly rubbed your eyes.

"Mamas, I don't like the way your working yourself. If your tired take a break and try again tomorrow." He said sitting next to you on the couch.

You looked up at him tiredly with tears in your eyes. You hated feeling useless.

"That's easy for you to say jack. I'm not a celebrity! I don't have thousands of people ready to help me. Money doesn't just come out of my ass. I have a job to get done and your getting in the way!" Your sudden outburst surprised you.

Jack was stunned by what you said.

He knew you were going through it and he tried his best not to take it personally but there was only so much he could take.

I don't think I can do this anymore jack." You said putting legs up to your chest.

"You can't do what?" He said nervously, bouncing his leg up and down.

"Us babe." You said closing your computer and walking into your shared bedroom.

this was inspired by that on human resources episode !

bruh fuck the retrograde, a fucking lizard ran into my room and my pussy ass is too scared to hit it with a broom 😭

( ♡ ) get off your damn phone and get on with the game.

- you spend your whole day lying on the bed, scrolling through manifestation pages, in hope to find a 'method' that works for you or to give you 'hope' through success stories or to make you feel good about yourself or maybe to learn how to manifest 'correctly' or whatever might be the reason.

well guess what? you DON'T need 893727 methods to manifest, you were BORN with that in you.

wanna know how to manifest? tell yourself what YOU want to hear.

( ♡ ) manifestation is your very nature, you were born with the ability to manifest and you've been using it unconsciously ( default manifestation ) and consciously ( deliberate manifestation ) ever since you were a child. you think you can't manifest? you've been doing that your WHOLE life hun-

stop trying to find 'methods' because there is no correct way to manifest, you set the rules and you create the limits

you don't need to read 1426295 neville books to learn how to manifest, it is your very nature <3

so my only tip for you is to stop scrolling through manifestation success stories, methods, motivational posts etc., and start applying what you already know :D

and remember: if you can imagine it then you can have it

Can you please write one shot with miguel who has his first time with reader and reader is a virgin??

Btw I really like your writing style!! <33

i’ve got butterflies.

first time

contents : 18+ smut virgin!reader; virgin!miguel; soft dom!miguel; pussy licking; kinda unedited; first time

your lips are molded to miguel’s. his hand slipped around your neck, drawing you closer, as his other drags down to the hem of your shirt, but that’s when you pull away, breathing hard as you look to the side, almost self consciously.

miguel’s brows furrow, grabbing your chin and bringing your head back to face him. “something wrong?” his tone is breathy from the amount of kisses you’ve given him. so now he’s wondering on your hesitation at his hand.

a hand that has begun to brush back and forth along your shirt, as you caught his gaze, looking bashful. his lips move close again, along with his body, tightening his hold on your shirt as he places open-mouthed kisses along your neck. “y/n?” he tries again against your skin.

“i just…” you drift off biting your lip. “i haven’t…”

miguel’s kisses have stopped and you’re scared you blew it. maybe he wouldn’t like you as a virgin? you meet his gaze as he draws back, eyeing you, opening and closing his mouth. “…haven’t?” he slowly asks.

you lick your lips. “at all.”

miguel breathed heavier and you don’t seem to catch the desperation in his eyes at the revelation, until his body is pushing you back, you being forced to lay on the bed, as miguel caged you in. “nothing at all?” he asks, a small grin forming. because he was ecstatic to hear no one else has gotten this chance.

how stupid people can be to not snatch you up. and now you were his. all his. now he was grinning as he captured your lips almost feverishly. “that’s so sweet…querida.” because now you’d be each others firsts.

“sweet?” your brows furrow, only making miguel smile against your lips.

“i’ll be your first….you’ll be mine…it’s sweet of you…not letting someone else have it.” his tongue is exploring your mouth as he presses his body atop of yours, your eyes fluttering closed. “yeah…so sweet of you…” his hand has moved between you two, unbuttoning your jeans with easy fingers, making your breathing hitch. his ears picked up on the sounds, showing him your tells.

“it’s alright, mi amor…I’ll be gentle…” he’s still breathless, from a mix of the excitement, as he places kisses down your body until he reached between your legs, widening them for him. you feel dazed as you stare at miguel, who’s now biting the edge of your pants, bringing the zipper down with his teeth as he holds your thighs.

“miguel—“

“shh…just stay like that…doing so good letting me touch you down here…” his hand lightly grazes over your jean-clad pussy. he raises your hips, removing your pants and panties rather quickly, his breath now right up close to your dripping pussy.

“look how pretty she is f’me…and it’s all f’me…” his tongue darts out in a long lick, tasting your arousal. your hips twitch at the foreign feeling, your head resting back.

but miguel’s hand slides up your body to pull your chin back as he continues to lap at your cunt. “you gotta see if i’m doing well…does it feel good, querida?…” then his finger is teasing your hole, as he hums, before sinking it in making you choke a small whimper.

“that’s it…doing so good f’me…my good girl…” his gaze is caught up in your clenching pussy as he slowly inserts a second finger. “i-it hurts.” you gulp out.

miguel looks at you, keeping his fingers inside you. “it’s okay…” then his eyes slightly glaze over. “means you’re gonna be so tight…hug my cock so well.”

“s-shit, miguel.” he had begun thrusting his fingers inside you, finding that pleasurable spot that made you squirm. then you felt him spit directly dribble down pussy. “just gotta make sure you’re ready…cause if my fingers hurt, cariño…” he drifts off, flicking your clit with his thumb experimentally.

and he wasn’t wrong to assume, because when he brought out his cock your eyes widened. and when he drew the head through your wetness you stuttered out “i-it won’t fit.”

“yeah it will, y/n, don’t worry…it’ll fit…” he groans as he brushes over your entrance. then he was pushing in, making you nearly cry out. “miguel…no…it…it’s too much.”

“i’m not even halfway in, querida…you can do it…you’re being so good f’me..” he pushes further in. and when he finally began to fuck you, your entire body was buzzing with a mix of pain and pleasure, slowly the pleasure rode out as you began to bounce down onto his cock, mewls and moans leaving your lips.

“fuck—that’s it…uh huh…that’s it…so good, so good—dios…” his thrusts picked up and as his hands glided up your shirt, feeling every part of you, he pushed your legs wider apart, completely ruining your pussy as he muttered praises to you. “my sweet girl…thanks for the gift, y/n…such a pretty present you are…” and that’s when miguel realised just how much he liked controlling your bodies sounds and movements.

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