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How to put a spoon meter under your blog description and make it really easy to change!
(I’m talking about this Spoon Meter, it’s really cool check it out)
INSTRUCTIONS:
Go to the HTML for your blog theme, armed with this post open so you can copy-paste the text from it!
The first part of the code below with all the “<meta name=…>” beginnings goes immediately under any other “<meta name=…>” parts. Just bop ‘em in there, nice and easy.
The middle part, starting with “#one”, ending in “!important;}”, goes anywhere in the <style type=“text/css”></style> part of your blog’s theme. Easiest spot to put it is right below the <style type=“text/css”> tag, probably.
The last part, <div id=“spoons”>, goes right under the {Description} section in your blog theme. It shouldn’t matter too much if you include it in {/block: Description} or not (I didn’t in the sample below). Don’t worry about it or poke me if it does.
Done all that? COOL! You’re done messing with messy code! There should be a little select box titled “Spoons” in your theme’s customization options now. (You may have to save and reload the customize page to see it.)
It should look like this:
and you can use it to really quickly and easily change your spoon count any time! :)
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Drunk in love- I WANT YOU PT1
-in which mark Lee was your best friend until you run to your toxic ex during your ovulation. How does he deal with it? Read to find out
Warnings-
Almost smut ambw, (mentions of weed, slight fingering, possession, jealousy, oral (f receiving,) smoking,(wrap it before u tap it!) under the influence. (Mentions of abuse, cheating, manipulation) slight degration/praise, ‘good girl’ ‘mama’
MDNI BELOW THE CUT
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Mark never really was the type to brush things off. Even if it came to you he’d want to get to the bottom of it right away so why was now any different. The sudden urge to just walk away from you.
You knew mark for years when you guys met in a random park at one in the morning accidentally because he dropped his freshly lit blunt on your new lace-front and boom he’s buying you another one the next day. He’s always found you attractive from that day but who was he to do anything when you were in a relationship at the time with your now so called ex Felix. It’s been one year since you broke up with the abusive man. He always tried to Manipulate you during the relationship.
“What?” Mark muttered since he felt your eyes on him. You couldn’t help but watch his body language as he weighed the weed he was preparing to roll up and smoke later on in the day?. Why did he do that? No one knew. maybe he was saving it for someone he met after hours?
“Nothing…” you mutter knowing you just had to ask. As if he felt the way you were dying to know, he spoke up “jus ask the damn question.” Smirking since he no longer seemed tense you scoot closer to him interlocking yourself in his arms. No matter how many times he told you not to do it you still did.
“What’s got your balls in a twist?” Finishing the blunt his skilled tongue licked it, sealing it off. Maybe you should take a picture of him like this because the action wasn’t innocent but it was also no where near sinful. God did he look so fine. Gold chain above his grey hoodie with the killer combo, the grey sweats. Jordan 1s grey and black, how is he single looking like that? And how could you forget the big ass gold Rolex blessing his masculine but pretty feminine hands.
His fluffy black hair longer than usual. So he took MY advice when I asked him not to cut it..? Nice “girl. Gone ask me that dumb ass question.” You couldn’t see his face since he turned his vision to looking for the black lighter he kept on him at all times. He called it the lucky lighter even though he never actually told you the reason for that. Huh guess he wasn’t saving the blunt for later.
“Mark you can’t fool me! I know you. You never roll up in-front of me because you want me to quit and you know I’m gonna want a hit! Something’s up?” He sighed, letting his hands Graze over his right pocket feeling the metal of the lighter beneath his fingers. Retrieving the little shit from his pocket he sparked his blunt inhaling a long hit feeling his body relax.
“Why you wanna know so bad mama? What if I jus want to smoke wit you t’day?” Breathless. That’s exactly how he sounded right now. Man spreading with the shit in his hand throwing his head back on the couch you two had been sitting on together. “Bullshit, you been asking me to quit for three weeks straight but all of a sudden it’s ‘wanna smoke wit’ you mama?” He knew you wouldn’t believe him, well for the simple fact that he really was lying and something was actually off….
“It’s because lix is back huh? Why do you hate him so much?” Mark remained silent as if he was fighting with himself but eventually he decided to just pass the blunt, he would never hear the end of your mouth if he had smoked it all in-front of you.
“Thanks but answer my question!” Taking the blunt you smiled at him pulling those cute cheeks out of him. He really did love you. Crazy. “You should know why.” All he said. He stood up to begin Adjusting his hoodie all together the bottom of it lifted up revealing he had no shirt on, washboard abs, never would’ve guessed he had those when he was this adorable. Watching your expressions he giggled.
“Uhm, no I don’t tell me why..” you cleared your throat feeling like you’ve made the whole situation awkward weird. Maybe mark didn’t feel that way but who knows. He sat back down Leaning further into the couch locking eyes with you he watched as you took your third hit from the blunt passing it back to him while he waited patiently. “He treated you like shit, isn’t that enough reason? Oh and apparently your giving out favors to him now?” Oh so he had heard…
Your not one to go back to your exes, being done is done but Felix just knows how to pull you back in. Make you want him. Act all sweet and of course you fall for that bull shit. And it’s funny because as a kid you felt smarter than that. Deciding to pretend you have no idea seemed pretty good right now. “What favors?”
Watching the man roll his eyes before you almost made you laugh, sassy ass boy. But you didn’t. Had to keep up the facade you were starting. “So you gave him head? That’s not a favor to you? Y/n you know better.”how did he even know that?
You didn’t like nonchalant guys but something about when mark seemed unbothered made your heart jump. As his best friend you always told yourself that it’s just friendly and because you care about him so much. Lately these past few days made you slowly change your mind.
At this point have we even established all the bullshit so far?
“I- it wasn’t like that! It’s not like I just gave myself up. We both know I wouldn’t- okay maybe it does seem like that but it’s not my fault.” Scoffing he still took his hits and passed, even though he was getting pissed he still was letting you do your thing. Feeling the way his body heat spiked you released your grip on his arm and scoot back a little. “What the fuck you mean it wasn’t your fault? Did he force you?”
Maybe you shouldn’t have worded it like that…. “What n-no of course not. He may be an asshole but I don’t think he would do that!” Gasping to clear the air mark just nodded looking into your brown eyes. He was searching for the truth. He felt like you were lying..
Mark hunched over, leaning forward..Elbows resting on his knees tapping the edge of the blunt you had passed back once again into the ashtray. God did he look sexy.
“Mama…imma say this one last time. Did he force you… And don’t lie to me to protect him. It won’t save him.” He really didn’t though. Yeah maybe he made you feel guilty so he could get sex out of you but you consented and that’s where you went wrong. “No mark he didn’t, I was stupid enough to agree.” He just hummed now feeling relaxed.
“Why?” He asked. What did he mean why? Why what? Why was he asking why? “What?”
“Why did you go back to him after how long you were trying to get away from him?” Damn you felt attacked. “I’m serious y/n don’t joke with me cus I know yo ass be tryna change the topic.”
“But your gonna laugh at me!…” mark sighed not taking your words serious. “Why would I laugh girl. I’m actually asking. Means no matter the answer I won’t judge you ma. I kno it’s hard to get over someone when you’ve been around them for years…” that last part felt like a message but you were too focused on the beginning part of his sentence to think too hard on it. Mark out the bounty out since it was loosing its blaze. You could always save it anyway.
“I just…I was horny I guess and since it was my ovulation I just figured I’d see if he could satisfy me since I had no one else and I wasn’t gonna find any random ass man to fuck- see your laughing!” Mark chuckled as if what you said was the best joke to ever Grace this earth.
“You could’ve asked me ma’… I would’ve helped you out.”
Jaw dropping shit right there. You felt your skin run cold for Atleast three seconds straight. Feeling a little hot and bothered you laughed it off with him but he wasn’t laughing anymore. “Mark umm-“ cutting you off with you thanking him for silently because there’s no way you’d be Able to speak without ruining the whole conversation to your awkward ass.
“If you still need help come to me I don’t want that bitch touching you in ways I can’t.” Oh wow. Wow was all you could think of . “But mark wouldn’t that make things weird between us? I mean your my best friend and–“ cut off once more. “Y/n look as much as The though your mouth around his dick disgusts me, I’d rather it be me than that piece of shit. Atleast I could take care of you and you know it.” He was right in a way:
Mark wouldn’t leave you naked in bed crying yourself because you didn’t get after care, he wouldn’t keep going after you asked him to stop, wouldn’t slap you. Wouldn’t yell at you:
Why haven’t you seen the signs already.
“Just let me take care of you, mami..”
How did you even end up here. High and vulnerable in your own bed with your panties soaked. It wasn’t every day you were getting slut out by your best friend, hell it was never.
Why today of all days. “If only you knew that piece of shit could never make you feel as good as I can..” god did he know what to say and when to say it. If you weren’t literally leaking you’d be busted by now, like a pipe. “Shut up and jus-“ you felt the damn break when his cold fingers pushed past your folds. Already folding?
“Damn girl, look at you.” Turning your head to the side to avoid him seeing how much of a blushing mess you were sure did help for a few seconds until he was grabbing your chin and softly making you look at him once again. “Come on, I get to have you like this and your hiding from me?” Sweet talker huh.
Your clothes were all over the place during the make out you had with mark against your bedroom door. It took very little convincing for you to give in to mark, all the ideas of you guys just being friends went out the window pretty quickly after him offering to make you feel good. Did that mean you’ve thought about this before? Hell yes.
But it should be a crime with how fast you agreed to fuck. “Look at me when I eat it.” You’ve never been ate out before. “Mark wait” yeah no stopping him now, feeling his fingers pull out of you and rip your thong could’ve actually had the power to piss you off but it didn’t which was surprising. “What..?” The would of his fingers sliding along the folds of your pussy made you turn red, it was weird to hear how you sounded down there not gonna lie. “Trust me baby, I got you.”
“I never, no one’s ever you know..” it came out more like a whisper than anything but mark still heard it. “Good to know I’m really gonna fuck you up. Just lay back and trust me baby.” Took a few seconds before you finally complied letting him do his thing. Finally letting go of the tension you had you just relaxed into the mattress on full display. He placed open mouth kissed to your spread thighs, taking his time and avoiding your pussy for now even though he wanted to do nothing but make you cum on his tongue, it was best to take it slow especially since no one’s ever treated you nicely in bed.
“Mark, please..” what where you begging for? His dick, his lips, his fingers, his arms? How would you know. Maybe all. But he didn’t know and of course he was the type to make you beg and say clearly what you want. “Please? Awe poor baby…just be patient mama, I will make you feel so good, got to wait like a good girl tho or nothing for you.”
There was nothing you could do especially since his big hands spread your legs open as far as possible feeling your knee touch your jaw. “Shit-“ it was such a zero to one hundred thing, marks tongue licking straight up from your entrance to your clit in the sweetest way. For it felt good.
He was right, he always was.
“Taste so good..” god this was gonna be a great night.