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petrapalerno · 14 days

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Submitting to the Alien Barbarian #11

Alien x fem reader, a dom/sub erotic short.

TW/CW: rough consensual sex, primal play, knotting, breeding, aliens, dominance/submission, blood play, spanking, pregnancy, overstimulation, anal play, gagging, violence and murder.

MASTER POST

There’s a jungle that spreads out before you, so different from the dusty red steppes you’ve seen on the rest of this planet. Like a mirage or an oasis, it is teeming with life.

Alien animals swing from the heavy vines that drape over the full golden foliage. The trunks of the trees twist in ways that seem too delicate to support their massive canopies. There must be some magic behind their design for they seem sturdy.

Lost in the enchantment of this new world, you barely register the feeling of Graysi stumbling over his own feet.

It feels like time slows down as you’re forcefully thrust forward, unaffected by whatever is holding the big cat’s movement at bay The inertia speeds up your inevitable face plant into the powdery dirt.

You shut your eyes tight, waiting for impact.

There’s a tugging at your belly, and a twisting motion that has your body spinning. You feel Drohako’s warm chest at your back, his arms are circling your stomach protectively, and although the collision with the ground is abrupt, your alien mate absorbs most of the impact.

It takes a moment before you can breathe properly; the wind having been knocked out of your chest.

Once you regain some of your composure, you realize that Drohako’s arms are limp around you. You twist around, cupping the side of his cheek.

As you pull his face towards yours, blood wells from a forehead cut at the edge of his hairline. The rock underneath his head is small, but jagged.

Drohako is knocked out cold.

You panic, cursing this stupid planet for not having helmets, and put your palm against the cut. Alien blood has to clot and slow with pressure like humans, right?

As the fear of something more sinister than a temporary blackout gnaws at you, you rack your brain, attempting to piece together what transpired.

You scan the treeline, not seeing a single trace of Graysi... but when you hear him snarl directly above you, you lift your eyes higher, realizing that the giant cat is caught in some primitive looking snare.

Despite its best efforts, it can’t lift its heavy body high enough to bite through the rope that’s suspending its four paws above it.

“Did you think you’d get away from the Volkroth human? That they’re wouldn’t be safeguards against this kind of thing?” A deep voice booms from the thicket of golden leaves.

His boot crunches heavily on the underbrush as he steps into the light.

A Volkroth, smaller than Drohako but none the less intimidating, comes closer to you. The right side of his face is marred with a heinous and twisting scar.

The ruined flesh runs through one milky eye and ends at the tail of the scar, with a menacing grin.

“All this trouble for a little thing like you? Seems such a waste,” He keeps advancing toward you, and you shake your unconscious protector.

Please wake up, please Drohako...

“We’re mates, he told me. I swear he’s just trying to keep me safe!” You plead with the alien, unsure of what he plans to do with you.

His steps falter when he hears you say the word, mate.

“Mate? Not possible—you lie!” He spits, finally close enough to grab your wrist.

As he rips you from Drohako’s still unmoving body, he’s full of rage. Somehow, your plea to honor the matehood has had the opposite effect you intended.

“You’re hurting me... Drohako won’t stand for this!” You yelp, attempting to wrench your wrist from his grip.

“He won’t care much about anything anymore,” the brute laughs as he throws you over his shoulder. “In fact, maybe I’ll claim you as my own in the spawning pits—-I’ve never had something so fragile as a human before.”

The volkroth keeps running his mouth on what he’d like to do to you as you dissociate. Your mind slips back to when Drohako first held you like this. How he slung you over his shoulder at your initial meeting. The fear then only heightened your excitement.

Now, as you’re dragged from your lifeless mate, it only fills you with dread.

“We can’t just leave him here!” You yelp, kicking your feet against him.

“Don’t worry, the jirion hounds will take care of him,”

No, that’s not possible.

You run your hands over his chest, fingers searching with unhinged desperation.

“Your ‘mate’s’ body isn’t even yet cold human, and hear you are ready to be rutted again,” The volkroth laughs with his entire chest, so convinced of the fact that you’d easily give up your mate.

His laugh is cut short as you finally grab one of the many blades that the volkroth like to keep strapped to their bodies. With every bit of your strength, you forcefully drive the sharp point of the blade into the vulnerable flesh of his neck.

He gurgles as you twist the dagger, fiery blood running down your hand, the liquid sputtering from between his dark purple lips. When he falls to his knees, you regain your footing, kicking off of him as he face plants into the ground. The bastard clutches for his neck, his body slowly draining of its purple color, mewling around on the ground like the worm he is.

You can’t stop yourself as you spit on his back. His movements slow as his skin turns gray.

Good.

Only when you hear Drohako cough his way back to the realm of the living does your rage subside.

You rush to his side as he struggles to sit up.

“What happened?” He croaks, his voice so hoarse it’s almost a whisper. When he touches your hand, his brows draw together. He pulls his fingers back from yours, they’re slick with blood.

The panic spreads over his face as he wipes his your cheek frantically with his hands. “Are you hurt?”

“No, it’s okay now. Do you think you can stand?” You ask him as he continues to clean your skin.

“The blood,” his eyes are wild, “where did the blood come from?”

“Don’t worry, it’s not mine. The blood is yours and the sad excuse for a volkroth over there.”

He follows your outstretched thumb to the dead alien behind us.

“Did he hurt you?” He’s not any calmer when he unsteadily clambers to his feet.

You rush to his side, wrapping an arm around his hips, as if he would show weakness by leaning against you.

He doesn’t, of course, but instead hurries to the dead volkroth, now laying facedown in a pool of his own quickly coagulating blood and stomps on his skull with brutal force.

The sickening sound of bones cracking echoes through the air as they collide with the blood-soaked mud.

Despite having just slit the dead alien’s throat, you quickly avert your gaze from the macabre sight.

Only when Drohako wraps you up in his arms, tucking your chin against his chest, do you refocus your attention.

“Did he hurt you, mate?” He asks softly.

“No, quite the opposite,” you whisper. “He was too weak to continue his bloodline. It dies with him.”

Pride sparks behind Drohako’s eyes and he cups your blood-soaked face in his hands, he crashes his mouth against your own with a hungry, desperate, kiss.

“You are perfect,” he mutters against your ear as he breaks away.

Drohako groans as you squeeze the coil of his members through his loincloth. They pulse, hardening at your touch. You both almost just died, but there’s something about victory that makes you slick with want. Maybe you’re becoming a true volkroth mate after all.

“I will have you stuffed full of my cocks before long, but for now, we ride.”

He swiftly grabs a curved blade and hurls it towards a nearby tree trunk, the sound of metal meeting wood echoing through the air. Graysi is taken by surprise as the blade severs the fibers of the snare rope, causing him to crash heavily onto the ground with a loud thump.

The cat coughs, shaking his head a few times before stalking over to the ruined body of your attacker. Gripping his torso in his giant maw, he flings him off the path and into the thick underbrush of the forest.

With a satisfied snort, he looks back at us as if we’re the ones lollygagging.

“To the hunting cave.”

#monster fucker #monster romance #monster smut #monster lover #smut #terato #monsterfuqqer #aliens #alien romance #alien #Petra palerno #STTABshort #i love aliens #monster fuqqer #alien x human #alien x reader

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mcyt-hc-writing · 6 months

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The Artificial Structures of Minecraft: An Attempted Chronology

Artificial structures in Minecraft range from the modern to the ancient. What structures are newer and which are older? It's hard to say. But here are my thoughts:

Modern - These structures are in use and new ones are likely being actively created

Villages: Actively inhabited by villagers

Woodland mansions: Actively inhabited by illagers

Pillager outposts: Actively inhabited by pillagers

Witch huts: Actively inhabited by witches

Igloos: No indication of owners, but the captive villager is still alive

Player-made structures: Self-explanatory

*Abandoned villages: Not actively in use, but new ones are likely being created

Recent - Not known to be in use, but have few signs of decay or geological changes

Abandoned villages: Explained above

Mineshafts: No signs of decay, despite wooden structures decaying easily

Desert wells: Cannot be proved to be in use, but have no signs of decay

Ocean monuments: No signs of decay, built after change in water levels (ref. ocean ruins)

End cities: No signs of decay, though in the end this may be hard to determine

*Shipwrecks: Some shipwrecks have few signs of decay or burial, indicating they are likely recent, especially given how fast wood can decay in water

*Ancient city illager structures: Structures in ancient cities made of dark oak wood and blue wool, appearing to be made by illagers. Illagers are active in the world, so it is likely that the structures are recent

Old - Structure shows signs of overgrowth or being partially buried, but no significant structural decay or changes in local geography

Jungle temples: Overgrown but structure and redstone intact

Desert pyramids: May be buried, and the secret room is entirely buried, but they are still near the surface and show little signs of decay

Dungeons/monster rooms: Cobblestone is overgrown bu structure is otherwise intact

*Shipwrecks: More decayed or buried shipwrecks likely belong in this category

Decayed - Structure has decayed or been damaged, but intact segments maintain integrity. Unclear if these are actually older than the previous category or if they were simply more prone to damage due to being larger

Strongholds: Have some cracked and overgrown bricks, and structures may have gaps. However, other than the gaps, rooms retain their shape and may even contain intact furnishings

Nether fortresses: Some bridges may be broken, but the rest of the structures have no obvious rubble or even cracks

Ancient - Structure is entirely decayed. Massive structural damage. Indications of geographic shifts since construction

Bastion remnants: Despite active habitation, they are in ruins. Some parts of the structures resemble natural caves more than artificial construction

Ruined portals: Wrecked and broken structures, often buried or flooded. Crying obsidian appears to be in an advanced stage of decay

Ancient cities: A majority of structures are in ruins. It is unclear if cities are supposed to be buried deep underground with little to no connection to the surface

Ocean ruins: In ruins. Some contain eggs of extinct animals. Evidently built before a sea level rise

Trail ruins: Likely the oldest artificial structures in the game. Almost entirely buried, with no structural integrity remaining

Conclusions:

Piglin civilization was ancient. Considering how ruined bastion remnants are, in comparison with nether fortresses, it seems unlikely that they competed with the fortress builders at the height of their civilization. It is likely that the fortress builders arrived in the nether only after the piglins had regressed to tribalism. If we assume Minecraft Legends to be canon, this likely means that fortresses (and strongholds, by extension) did not exist in the time period of Minecraft Legends

The advanced decay of ruined portals seems to indicate their extreme antiquity. Combined with their peculiar generation (generating nether terrain in the overworld, but not vice-versa) it seems likely that they are also from the Minecraft Legends time period - this makes a great deal of sense in my opinion, considering how they work in that game

Trail ruins indicate that villager civilization is likely just as old, if not older, than piglin civilization. This is consistent with Minecraft Legends, but the difference in architecture indicates that villagers may have been responsible for a lot of different kinds of structures

Nether fortresses and strongholds have similar levels of decay, indicating they may be from the same time period. This makes sense considering the ender eye crafting recipe

It is likely that the treasure maps in shipwrecks were obtained from ocean ruins

Igloos are likely owned by illagers

Abandoned mineshafts were likely made by villagers - badlands mineshafts may have been made by illagers, as they share their wood type with other illager structures

It is likely that the magic of totems of undying is related to the magic of golden apples. They have similar colours, illagers are the most likely to be responsible for igloos (where they experiment with golden apples and reversing death), they likely have mineshafts in badlands (where they find lots of gold), and they seem to have an interest in ancient cities (the best place in the game to find enchanted golden apples)

#minecraft #minecraft lore

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magneto-was-fucking-right · 5 months

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The Ghost Next Door - Chapter 1

Prompt: After suffering an almost lethal injury in combat, Simon "Ghost" Riley expected a dull, and uneventful leave back at his shitty apartment. His new next-door neighbor ruins his plans. Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader (named Riley Thomas for plot purposes)

Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Disclaimer: slow burn; neighbor!Simon; will eventually contain very graphic descriptions of smut;

Chapter summary: Ghost returns home to find he has a new noisy neighbor: a socially awkward veterinarian with questionable cooking skills. Word Count: 1.5k

When Simon Riley limply walked in on his flat after four months of deployment, he could barely breathe. The stale air from the lack of proper ventilation had trapped in the humidity of the past rainy days, the walls poorly insulated, and therefore, moldy. As per usual, the place looked terribly dull, the scarce decorative elements inadequately arranged, but certainly well-fitting to the dingy apartment complex in Manchester.

Dropping his duffel bag by the door dismissively, instead of opening the curtains and letting in the evening light, he first headed to the fridge, analyzing its usual contents: two beers, a carton of milk (most likely spoiled by now), a jar of marmite and an old noodles container from the Chinese restaurant he liked, stinking up the place.

“Forgot ya little fucker” he made sure to remember to throw it out later, before grabbing a beer and plopping himself on the couch, careful enough to not hurt his wounded leg any further. But as soon as he grabbed the remote from under his thigh, ready to turn on the news and resituate himself with the current ongoings of the British populace, he finally paid attention to the commotion next door.

“Bloody fucking hell” He groaned “What’s all this racket?”

He heard thumping, scratching, something breaking, quick footsteps and what seemed to be a gentle voice cooing “oh no, please, not again”. Just as he was processing the fact that he didn’t remember having any horizontal neighbors since he first signed the lease (one of the main reasons why he even signed in the first place), an aggressive knock on his door made him instantly rise to his feet, grabbing a black facemask from his bag and moving silently to peek through the peephole.

“Mr. Riley!” The old woman on the other side called out, still knocking, and Simon sighed deeply in annoyance. “I know you’re in there, I saw you come in earlier.”

“Fucking cunt” He muttered under his breath, weighting whether ignoring her would make her leave at once (it wouldn’t, and they both knew it).

He took a deep breath before unlocking the door, regretting it immediately.

“There ya are” She started, shoving a couple papers on his chest, and forcing a pen between his calloused fingers “I need you to sign this immediately.”

“What are you on about?” He tried his best to keep it polite and cordial, but the woman’s presence and constant complaints always filled him with inevitable rage.

“Your neighbor” She pointed to the door next to his, where a great deal of noise still stemmed from the walls “She cannot and will not stay here. She is insufferable.”

Well that makes two, innit? He thought to himself, biting down his tongue.

Faced with his menacing silence, she carried on with her melodramatic monologue:

“It’s a petition to kick her out, I’m getting everyone to sign, even the new tenants, then I’ll arrange a meeting with the landlady for a formal hearing.”

“What the fuck did she do?” Simon inquired, clearly irritated, reading the five signatures on the first page. He was pretty sure three of them were in the same handwriting.

She looked at him indignantly, extending her arms at the door once again, indicating the ongoing clatter.

“She has a bloody jungle in there! Cats, dogs, birds, and God forbid, rats if you can believe it!”

“Mrs. Parsons, I think we all had rats in our apartments at some point this year.”

“Not as pets! It’s disgusting, and everyone’s been complaining about the noise!”

He glared at her indifferently, eager to return to the comfort of his privacy and wallow in his frustration, giving his leg some much needed rest. She stepped back, seemingly realizing that Mr. Riley was in one of his moods, not keen on indulging in useless chatter or gossip.

“Right, well, not interested.” He tried to return the signatures, to which she vehemently refused, pushing them back to his chest.

“At least consider it Mr. Riley. She lives right next to you and the walls are thin. Your signature’s the most important one.”

“Will do.” He shut the door on her face, mindlessly throwing the papers and the facemask on the coffee table as he limped back to the couch and turned on the tv. He hissed after realizing he had ripped his stitches as he sat down aggressively, a splotch of blood soaking the fresh bandage he had been arranged on base.

“Fuckin’ hell” he sighed tiredly, deciding he would deal with it first thing in the morning.

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As the pandemonium progressively decreased throughout the night, Simon had fallen deep asleep on the sofa, tv still on and feet kicked up on the table. But when there was a new knock on the door, this time softer, he felt like he could have only been sleeping for five minutes, exhaustion and grumpiness still ingrained in his bones.

“What now?” He groaned to himself, massaging his sore neck, and finally remembering to kick off his boots. He was so used to sleeping fully clothed, often even geared up and ready to go, that he always took some time to remember how to act like a civilian again once he was back home.

Just as he readjusted himself to go back to sleep, his lids semi closed and arms crossed over his chest, one more knock arose anger in his belly at his newly interrupted rest. Frustrated, he sighed before getting up, easing up the pressure on his wound as the sharp pain reminded him of the ruptured sutures from the previous evening.

Facemask on once again, Simon opened the door aggressively, expecting Mrs. Parsons to come collect her newfound project in ruining other people’s lives, and therefore halfway of saying “What the fuck do you-”

“I-I’m so sorry! I know it’s early and I was probably a huge bother all night, but I wanted to apologize before leaving for work and-”

“Slow down.” He commanded, stopping the young woman’s panicked rant. He had barely rubbed sleep from his eyes and his mind wasn’t yet ready to take in another dreadful monologue. He observed her intently, as he often did to potential threats (usually concealed by the shadows), but as the circumstances proved different, she observed him right back. He always felt strange and vulnerable without the skull mask, regardless of the black facemask covering half of his visage anyway.

She couldn’t possibly be over 25 years old, her bright and cheerful complexion not carrying the weight of the tired lines that came at 30. She was considerably shorter than him, but still quite tall for a woman, her frame concealed under oversized scrubs that seemed ridiculously out of place; her hair messily tied in a long braid. She held up a tray with what seemed to be freshly baked cookies, but about half of them were burnt.

As she smiled nervously, he noticed one of her canines was slightly chipped, and the small white scar across her right eyebrow almost distracted him from the dimples. If she had noticed him stare at the small imperfections, she didn’t seem bothered at all, continuing her anxious speech as if she had practiced in front of the mirror beforehand.

“Right, I’m sorry, I really hoped we could meet in better circumstances.”

“What time is it?” Simon groaned, looking at his wrist to check his watch. “Fuckin’ hell, it’s 6 in the bloody morning.”

“I know, I’m sorry, I was gonna bake you a cake and offer you tea, but I was called in unexpectedly yesterday an-”

“That’s lovely and all, but why are you knocking on my door at six in the morning with half-burnt cookies?” He interrupted moodily and almost regretted it once he saw her smile falter and her cheeks redden in shame.

“Oh…” She lowered the tray, her eyebrows scrunched as she analyzed the overcooked treats and tried hard to recover. “Well, I just wanted to apologize for all the noise from last night before I left for work. I feel terrible about it and-”

“Apology accepted.” He stepped back, ready to shut the door.

“Wait!” She held it with her foot, nervously trembling under his cold gaze. She took a deep breath, and he sighed, his head slightly tilted to the right, as if deciding what to think of the socially awkward woman meddling in his business. “I just…”

“Go on.” He encouraged, trying to speed up the end of the uncomfortable encounter.

“I’m new here.” she blurted out “I moved in about a month and a half ago and people don’t seem to like me very much already” she sighed, and he noticed the dark bags under her tired eyes.

“So I’ve heard.”

“I work at the Vet clinic a few streets nearby-”

“I didn’t sign it.” He interrupted once again, and she would certainly be frustrated if she wasn’t so happy about what he said.

“The petition?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?” Her face gleamed with relief “Because I-”

“I’m due to consider it.” He added, her expression quickly dropping to disappointment.

“Why?” Her soft, defeated tone could almost pull on his heartstrings. If he had one.

“I don’t know if you’ll bother me yet.” Now he was just messing with her.

“I won’t!” She argued, defensively.

“Alright. I’ll think about it over that cake.” He closed the door, leaving her open mouthed in shock, the tray of cookies still in hand.

He heard her softly press her forehead to the door after a thoughtful moment, and then yell out:

“Are you allergic to anything?”

“People.”

A/N: I'm back! I wrote this months ago but only just decided to start posting these series :) I LOVE writing porn but when it comes with a cute backstory attached it's just *chef's kiss*. I plan on keeping the chapters simple and comforting - writing has been really helping me cope with seasonal depression, and the boredom of routine in general. New chapter coming soon... Enjoy!

#ghostxreader #ghost imagine #ghost cod #cod #simon riley #simon riley smut #simon riley imagine #simon riley x reader #neighbor!Simon Riley #neighbor!Ghost #slow burn #modernwarfare2

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hausofmingi · 4 months

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dumb baby

Pairing: dom!reader x dom!san x sub!wooyoung

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author note: This came from a brain thought in my 3 person group chat, and everyone knows that a 3 person group should NOT be shared to the public. But it was too good not to share. Also, I am a loyal sub in the bedroom in real life, so I don’t know what came over me, but woo just brings something out deep inside. I hope all you dommy mommies enjoy!

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nsfw warnings: sub!wooyoung, dom!reader, dom!san, mommy kink, pet names, name calling, mxm, threesome, hair pulling, use of ropes/tying up, reader is implied to be afab, cuckolding, oral (m & f receiving), san is a bit of a head pusher (non-derogatory), implied consent, daddy kink, face fucking, fingering (m & f receiving), cum eating, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, anal (m receiving), choking, creampie (m & f receiving)

Minors, don't even think about it you little shits.

That little slut, you thought. Right across the party, your boyfriend had his beautiful legs draped over his best friends, his hand holding San’s face to the side. Was he licking his ear?? A classic Wooyoung move.

Did it make you mad to see your boyfriend flirting with someone else? Absolutely not. Did he want it to make you mad? Absolutely he did.

He was staring daggers into you as he trailed his tongue down to San’s neck. He’s fucking asking for it. The cogs turned in your head. What punishment will I give that little shit this time?

You see, Woo loved to be punished. He loved to cry and beg and whimper and whine. He loved to be denied. And you were good at punishing. And suddenly, you got the perfect idea.

Wooyoung had finally moved off of San’s lap, excusing himself to go get a drink. He walked towards you on the way to the kitchen, but dropped his gaze as if to ignore you when he got closer.

You grabbed his arm to stop him next to you. Although he was taller and stronger than you, he always crumbled in your hold.

“You think you can get away with that? Being a slut in front of the entire party?” you whispered, only in his earshot. You felt his arm tense under your grip. Oh, he was eating this up.

He didn’t say anything, only turned to you and smirked before walking into the kitchen. You follow, and luckily, you two are the only ones in there. He is pouring himself another cup of whatever is in the crappy jungle juice, but you aren’t done with him yet.

When he turns around to walk away, you are right behind him. You back him into the counter, gripping him by his cock to really get your point across. “Answer me,” you demand.

He shakes, scared but already his dick is hardening. You have him right where you want him. “I- I-” he starts. “I, what? Baby boy already scared?” you cut him off. He licks his lips, both in anticipation and in fear. “I was just trying to get your attention, mommy.” he responds, finally.

Using mommy in public? He knows ~exactly~ what he is doing to you. “Meet me at home in 10 minutes. I want you in the bedroom, ready for me.” you say, and let your grasp go of his now hard cock.

You watch him as he goes, making a beeline for the front door to his car. Why he didn’t question how you’re getting home, you’re not sure, but like you said, you have a plan. And luckily, San walks into the kitchen at just that moment. “Hey San, I have a question for you…”

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Back at home, Wooyoung waits patiently for your arrival.

He is already where you want him to be, on his knees on the ground in front of your bed. Just underwear (and today he chose his favorite black boxer briefs, which he knows you love to ruin). You like his hair down at first, but he knows the hair tie you keep on your wrist will be put to good use later. He faces away from the door to your bedroom, head looking down at his knees, and his hands in his lap.

He really didn’t expect for this to happen tonight. But you both knew of his, for lack of a better word, infatuation with San.

For years, there was tension between both of them. And you always told Woo it didn’t bother you, especially because you found San hot too. “Hall pass lists” weren’t really a thing for you guys, but it was unspoken that San was number one on both of yours.

But tonight, after a few drinks Wooyoung got bold. It started with them sitting next to each other, then Woo’s legs were on San’s, then Woo leaned in to whisper in San’s ear. He felt how sensitive San was to have Wooyoung so close to his ear, so being the flirty dickhead he was, Wooyoung decided what a better time than now to make my best friend hard. And why not kill 2 birds with 1 stone and turn you on too.

Wooyoung heard the front door lock turn, and then open. His cock stiffened in excitement for what was coming. You were silent coming up the stairs, not wanting to hint to Wooyoung anything that was about to happen.

The door creaks open and Wooyoung looks up just a bit to see your shadow reflected on the bed. Except, it isn’t your shadow. It’s a mans. It’s Sans.

“Hello, Woo.” San says. Wooyoung freezes. Oh my god… its really happening. She sent him here to fuck me. But, how is that a punishment? He thinks to himself.

“Someone tells me you’ve been very bad tonight. Dragging me in the middle of it? That was very naughty Wooyoung…” San says as he makes his way to kneel next to Wooyoung.

He grabs Wooyoungs face in his hand, tilting his chin up with just his pointer finger. He taps Wooyoung’s mouth with his thumb as they make eye contact. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, baby boy?” Damn, you must’ve told him everything, Wooyoung thought.

Wooyoung’s only response, in true Wooyoung fashion, is to suck San’s thumb into his mouth, peering up at him with his best pouty eyes, hoping San loses his composure a little faster than you do. San’s only response is a small laugh, but it is laced with evil underneath.

“Still giving the silent treatment, angel?” You ask from the doorway. Its a good thing you sent San in here first, to try and break Woo down before he was really in for it. Wooyoung immediately snaps away from San, bringing his gaze back down at your presence.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why Sannie is here, baby” you start as you walk over to him. “It seemed like you wanted to play with him, but mommy got a little jealous.” you stroke his hair as you speak.

You kneel down next to him, finding his lips parted and him breathing heavily, but he still won’t make eye contact with you.

“I got a little jealous because I decided I wanted to play with Sannie too. But I don’t think baby deserves to join, do you?” you motion to San.

“No, not yet. I think you have to prove you can be good, sweetheart.” San says. Wooyoung’s cock jumps in his underwear at that pet name coming from San.

“I can be good, I promise.” Wooyoung whimpers, bringing his head up to look at San.

You grab the back of his long black hair, pulling hard so he has to arch his back to look at you. “Uh-uh baby boy. Sannie doesn’t get to decide, I do. Don’t forget who’s in charge here.” you say.

His eyes are shut tight, reveling in the feeling of getting his hair pulled. What a painslut you think. “Get up on the bed baby” you command. “Mommy is going to tie you up, okay? You’re just going to have to watch as Mommy gets fucked.”

His eyes bolt open, and you see all the emotions go through his head: excitement, fear, desperation. This is the perfect punishment and he knows it.

You and San make quick work tying his arms to the headboard. “You’ve done this before, huh?” you ask San. He doesn’t respond, only smirks at you.

You weren’t surprised when San was down for your little plan after you approached him at the party. You also weren’t surprised when he pushed you into the bathroom for a quick makeout sesh before you both left in his car.

He really took control, even in the short 5 minutes in the bathroom. And you let him. He was really strong and had no trouble lifting you up to sit on the counter. You were so used to being the one in control, but this was a nice change.

Of course you had to catch him up in the car of everything Woo likes, to make sure this really would go off without a hitch. And so far, it is.

San was the first to make a move after you were both finished with Wooyoung. “Come here, beautiful.” He said, motioning for you to join him standing at the foot of the bed.

You had given San full permission to dominate you beforehand, knowing how much it would rile Woo up to see him dom getting dommed herself. And you were right because the moment San weaved his hands through your hair and pulled, Wooyoung was already letting out the smallest whines.

“Quiet, baby. Let mommy play” you said, never breaking eye contact with San. You were quick to snake your hand into his jeans, lazily stroking his half hard cock. He groans at the contact, gripping your hair a little bit harder. Okay I’m kind of understanding the pain kink now…

You weren’t going to give San everything he wanted, and he knew it too from the way you weren’t fully grasping him. “You can do better than that princess. On your knees” he commanded.

You sunk down slowly, your back facing Wooyoung, really putting on a show for him to watch. His whines grew louder the closer you got to the ground, he was really eating this up. You make quick work unbuckling Sans belt and undoing his jeans.

His cock springs out, and it’s beautiful. A good 8 inches, and the perfect girth. It curves up just a little bit at the end. You’re practically drooling when you look back up at him. He knows exactly what’s going through your head.

“You have such a pretty cock, daddy” you say, really emphasizing the last word. You hear a groan and then a clang; Wooyoung’s sad attempt at pulling out of his restraints.

“Stay put, dumb baby. You’ll get a taste eventually” San barks at Wooyoung. Holy shit, he’s going to be the end of you.

You grip him and start licking up and down his veiny shaft. You get the feeling he likes it messy, and you do too. He pushes your head just a little to signal you to start sucking. You oblige, you love sucking dick anyways.

He starts to gather your hair into a makeshift ponytail in his hands, but you raise your right arm up. He gets the message and removes the hairtie from your wrist to pull your hair up.

“Mommymommymommy,” you hear Wooyoung call from the bed. He knows that is his hairtie that you’re supposed to use on him.

“Mommy is busy sucking Daddy’s cock right now,” San says in response. “You wanna watch?” Wooyoung whimpers, not sure what he wants, but nodding anyways.

San turns you sideways, so that your back isn’t facing the bed anymore, and Wooyoung can get a clear view of you bobbing on San’s cock. “Damn Woo, you never told me how good your girl is at sucking dick,” he says, letting his head fall back and he guides your head up and down his length.

Your spit is gathering so much at this point, his dick getting messier and wetter by the second. You look up at San through your eyelashes before sinking down all the way until his tip is touching the back of your throat. Your eyes water but you don’t break eye contact with him as you choke.

“Oohhhh fuck babygirl. That’s so good,” he praises. “You want to hear your mommy choke on this big dick again?” he asks to Wooyoung. “Daddy, please.” Woo says.

San gently grasps your chin with one hand, the other resting on the back of your head. He starts off with slow thrusts, preparing you for a second. You look up at him after a second and give him a nod, knowing what he wants.

His grasp on your face becomes tighter and then he is fucking your face, not breaking eye contact even though your eyes are screwed shut in concentration. Your gags are so loud, but not louder than Wooyoungs calls for both of you.

He pulls you off suddenly, “I have to stop, or else i'm going to cum down your pretty throat” he says.

You are just staring up at him though, as if he’s a god, not fully hearing what he’s saying. “Awe, Woo. I broke your mommy. She loved this dick so much she went cock drunk.”

He kneels down to your level, swiping his thumb over your lips and collecting the spit that was dripping. He grabs your face and brings you in for a kiss, waking you up from the dream a little. His tongue snakes into your mouth and he guides you to stand up by your hair.

“Daddy, pleasepleaseplease touch me. I’ve been so good. Please, it hurts,” Wooyoung calls from the bed. You break the kiss to glare at him, considering the options.

He looks fucking beautiful. His hair is messy hanging around his eyes, his chest heaving with every breath. His beautiful dick straining against his underwear, begging to be let out.

Fine, but just a little tease. You stride over the bed, and lean over it, wiggling your ass a little to get San’s attention. You pull Wooyoung’s underwear off and fling them onto the ground.

Your face is perfectly lined up with his cock and he bucks his hips to try and get it in your mouth. You push them down with your hands, not allowing him to move. But before you can even think about touching him, Wooyoung watches your face twist up in pleasure.

Behind you, San had pulled your dress up and your underwear off and was absolutely devouring your already wet pussy. “Oh, daddy,” you moan.

He continues to eat you out like his last meal, his hands gripping your ass and pulling it apart for better access. You decide to return a bit of the favor to Wooyoung.

You suck your right pointer finger into your mouth, coating it with spit. Woo whimpers watching you, knowing what's coming. You trail your now lubed up finger from the tip down his shaft. He wails out at the contact, tears starting to fall.

But you don’t stop at his base, continuing down until you circle his rim with your finger. He clenches to try and suck your finger into him. You let him, finally entering his tight hole.

His moan when you start to finger him borders on animalistic. His head is thrown back and the sound he makes come deep from his throat, laced with rasp.

You are getting closer to your orgasm as San sucks on your clit, circling his tongue lightly around it.

“Sannie, can you-” he cuts you off with two of fingers prodding at your entrance. He knew exactly what you needed. They sink in slowly and you continue to finger Wooyoung, lightly brushing his prostate.

His cock jumps with every brush to his prostate, and you know hes close. You always found it so fucking hot that he can cum untouched, and you wanted to show San your baby’s talent.

San finds your gspot, angling his fingers down and doing a come hither motion to bring you closer. He doesn’t let up on his pointed attack on your clit, and you know you're close.

When San starts to feel you clench, he removes his fingers from you and stands. You shake your ass in protest, mad that he cut you off of your orgasm.

“Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s gonna give you what you want.” he says in your ear. He swiftly enters you, with no warning but no trouble either because you are already so wet.

His cock fills you up deliciously, much thicker than Wooyoung. You fingers stall inside him, focusing on the way San’s cock hits your gspot perfectly every time.

“Pl-please” Wooyoung whimpers below you, moving his hips to try and get your finger moving again. “Sorry baby, Daddy is just fucking me so good.” you say.

As if in response, San speeds up his thrusts, bringing you back to the edge of your orgasm. You reach back to where his hand is holding onto your hip and move it down, signaling for him to circle your clit.

“Mommy is gonna cum on my cock baby boy, you better look up and watch,” San says as he feels you clenching hard around him. Wooyoung’s head tilts up and makes eye contact with you.

That’s all you need and you’re cumming. San pinches your clit as it jumps in his fingers, his cock not letting up on the fast pace. It lasts almost a full minute. He slows down with your clenches, letting your orgasm taper out before eventually pulling out.

It’s then that Wooyoungs breath speeds up, his hole clenching tightly around your finger. He continues to look at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth hanging open in a silent “O” as he cums all over his stomach.

When you draw your fingers out of him, his head goes limp to the side. He came hard you can tell, but you’re not quite done with him yet.

You come up from your position and go back to the side of the bed, undoing his restraints. San does the same to the other hand after stripping the rest of his clothes off. “Baby wake up, Daddy hasn’t even fucked you yet,” San says as he crawls over top of Wooyoung’s spent body.

You watch in admiration as San licks up all of the cum on Wooyoungs abs, swallowing it all. Wooyoung’s eyes flutter open at the contact, and lets out a low groan.

San then crawls up to Wooyoung’s face, stroking it lightly before kissing him deeply. This may be the hottest thing you have ever witnessed.

Wooyoungs hand comes up to hold onto San’s side, the other one lightly stroking his cock as they make out. “Angel, you have to stop, or I’m gonna cum.” San breathes heavily into Wooyoung’s mouth. He obeys, eager to get San’s cock inside of him finally.

San moves down just a bit, angling Wooyoungs hips up so he can access him. He holds his cock in one hand and looks down to spit on it. It expertly lands on his cock and he jacks himself off a few times to coat it around.

Literally this guy is a sex god, you think, still watching from the side of the bed.

He enters with ease and immediately Wooyoung’s back arches up like a pornstar. “My slutty baby loves to get his hole filled, doesn’t he?” you ask. Wooyoungs only response is a loud high pitched moan.

“Want to join?” San asks. You wordlessly oblige, throwing your dress over your head and crawling onto the bed to hover over Wooyoungs body. You grab his face and harshly angle it to look at you. “Mommy is going to fuck you now, okay? Think you can fill me up while Daddy fucks you?”

He nods desperately, tears already starting to form in his eyes. You grab his already hard again cock and sink yourself down on it slowly, pitching your body forward to give San enough room as well.

The 3 of you move in tandem, somehow finding the perfect rhythm. San grabs your arm when he gets close, pulling you up until your back rests against his chest. He doesn’t slow his fast thrusts into Wooyoung. “I want to play with your tits while I cum” he says. He pinches and twists your nipples, letting your boobs fall down and bounce before doing it again.

The new angle has Woo’s cock twitching inside of you, and he grabs onto your thighs to brace himself. You continue to fuck yourself on his cock.

San grabs you by the neck with one hand, while the other continues to play with your tits. “Please let me cum inside him.” San breathes into your ear. You nod, feeling Wooyoungs cock continue to twitch inside you knowing he’s about to get stuffed.

3 more thrusts and they are both cumming. The sounds of both of the boys loud moans fill the room. Woo fills you up with what cum he has left, shakily thrusting through his orgasm. San stills behind you, gripping you as if steady himself as he cums in Wooyoungs ass.

You all still your movements, breathing heavily. When San lets go of you, you pitch forward, falling onto Wooyoung. He is barely there, his hands having now fallen from your thighs where they were gripping on for dear life just a minute ago.

You kiss around his face, making sure hes okay, and brush his hair away. “Wooooyoung” you call for him in a sing-songy voice. “My baby, did you have a good time?” you ask. He grins, still not opening his eyes, and nods.

San flops down to the side of you two on the bed. He puts his arms over his eyes as he slows his breathing down. “There ain’t no rest for the wicked, Daddy. You better clean up your mess” you say.

He grins at you, with his eyes squinted shut. He leans over to kiss Wooyoung on the forehead before getting up and walking to the bathroom to get a washcloth.

“I have to go to the bathroom baby, I’ll be right back,” you say to Wooyoung. He nods and squeezes your thigh in response.

You aren’t bothered enough to ask San to leave while you pee. He stands in front of the mirror, washing his hands before he goes to clean Wooyoung up. You kiss the back of his neck as you cross behind him to the toilet.

“We’ll have to do that again, yeah?” He asks. “Mmmm yeah. I think we can make that happen,” you say.

He smirks as he wipes his hands off and grabs the washcloth to leave. “Maybe even a weekly thing?”

#ateez #ateez smut #kpop smut #kpop #woosan #jung wooyoung #choi san

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As much as I wanted to, I could never buy into the 2004 mean girls lesbian reading - Cady always just felt too straight, and Regina was too nastily homophobic to Janis for me to personally be able to read her as a lesbian with internalized homophobia. My lesbian heart wanted to buy into it so very bad but I just couldn’t.

But mean girls 2024?? Oh boy they got me. They got me by my dykish little throat. Those gay musical theatre ass bitches managed to give me toxic doomed yuri in my mean girls movie!!!

Anyways funny part of the post is over allow me to over analyze:

Janis is a lesbian - she always was and we already knew that and I’m so glad they weren’t cowards and committed to giving her a girlfriend for prom this time. Janis and Regina were close friends who started to realize they liked eachother and while Janis was comfortable with that Regina wasn’t which lead to the whole ordeal with spin the bottle and with the beanie baby and the pride pin which leads me to…

Regina is a lesbian with some deeply internalized homophobia. We see it with the way she treats Janis but keeps the pride pin WHICH by the way is like fanfiction levels of toxic doomed yuri and I appreciate it so much. She has all this popularity and control over the school that she’s so afraid of loosing which causes her to act nasty and bitchy and her being a lesbian can absolutely fit into this - being outed as a lesbian would hurt her popularity and reputation and so she throws Janis away and ruins that relationship, and as she grows older and matures she gets stuck in this toxic mindset where I feel like she knows deep down she’s a lesbian but she’s not letting herself acknowledge it because she knows what embracing that would do to her social life. HOWEVER she’s toxic and absolutely still uses her hot dom lesbian energy to enact control over her friends who are all very down bad for her which leads me to…

Cady - bisexual home schooled jungle freak who starts normal high school and realizes what romantic attraction feels like and doesn’t really know what to do with those feelings- did y’all see the way she looked at Regina’s titties during that seduction scene, we all saw it right?? (And yes I’m calling it a seduction scene because even if you don’t read it as a sexual seduction that’s the term I’ve been taught to use for a villain confrontation where the villain is trying to convince the hero to join their side - seduction as opposed to threat - fun fact from film school) Cady wants to be like Regina, she WANTS regina, and Regina’s absolutely aware of that but is so buried in her persona and internalized homophobia that instead of acknowledging and reciprocating those feelings in a healthy way she kind of half reciprocates them enough to lead Cady on but not enough to treat Cady well which leads to this relationship dynamic where Regina is pretty much benefiting off of the way her unacknowledged lesbianism is enacting control over her friends who are all down bad for her which leads me to…

Gretchen - you can’t tell me that girl isn’t in a horrific one sided situationship with Regina especially after her song!??? That girls WANTS REGINA SO BAD and Regina knows that and again exploits that somewhat unintentionally because she can’t acknowledge her own identity. Gretchen is what Cady very well could have became in a different reality where Cady didn’t have Janis and Damien’s perspective to help her realize what she’s gotten herself into and lead to the conclusion of the film.

ANYWAYS I’m a cadina truther because Janis and Gretchen both have been hurt by Regina and deserve better but that doesn’t mean that Regina doesn’t deserve better either and I thoroughly believe that after the events of the film Cady helps Regina work through her shit and Cady gets the hot dom gf Regina was meant to be

As for Aaron I can absolutely believe that Cady is genuinely attracted to him I don’t think it’s a case of Cady likes Regina but doesn’t realize and so redirects her feelings into a man (tho I also totally support that reading) but dude that guy is so bland there’s no way that relationship lasts.

Tldr a lot of Regina’s behavior and relationships can be explained by her internalized homophobia and the way she somewhat benefits off of the control she gets over her friends who have feelings for her and Cady helps her break the pattern and become a better person

#lesbianposting #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #mean girls musical #regina George #cady heron #cadina #janis imi'ike #gretchen wieners #they were all sapphic?#always have been

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yawn-emoji · 2 years

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spotify playlists i made that i love:

for instantly inducing sadness and depression

for losing sight of what love means to you

for feeling present in the current moment

for deep-rooted loneliness

for the pure excitement of having a crush

for sleeping

for the person who left and would ruin you if they ever came back

for a love that rages like a fire

for your pride & prejudice hand flex moment

for feeling dreamy

for your radiohead fix

for crying while still bopping along

for drinking warm spiced milk on a rainy day

for feeling like you're an indie coming of age film

for the nostalgic emo phase

for feeling wretched

for when you're walking the streets of a new city by yourself

for daydreaming about moving to new york city with your best friends

for bangerz only

for wearing bold lipstick

for your bollywood fix

for allowing yourself to change

for feeling like you're floating on your back in a swimming pool at night in an indie movie

for your gracie abrams fix

for when you don't recognize yourself

for my desi diaspora kids

for my desi diaspora kids pt 2

for traveling and being present

for feeling like a smashed vase, or for smashing vases

for the jungle

for your james blake fix

for managing the aux cord

for feeling like the color orange, or perhaps the fruit. either one

for late night car rides surrounded by the open sky

for seeing the end of the world but smiling ridiculously

for your ridiculous bestie

for dying of love

for gradually falling into sleep

for your joji fix

for watching bright orange sunsets while hating yourself

for feeling the first warmth of summer hit you

for feeling like the weird kid in class again

for learning to live without the heartache it gives you

for playing breath of the wild

for realizing that romantic love will not be the thing that heals you

for whispering secrets to your best friend

for the kids who grew up on the internet

for love, or the lack thereof

for when you want to move to a new city but something is keeping you where you are

for your morning walk

for sitting in a field of marigolds

for beat drops that make you go feral

for traveling to see your best friends

for not allowing yourself to feel ridiculous anymore

for feeling like a perpetually open wound

for risk-taking

for your coke studio pakistan fix

for waiting for better days

for haunting

for being afraid that this is all there is

for texting them to get home safe

for falling in love in the summertime

for your hallmark movie main character moment

for your slowcore fix

for studying

for eating heartshaped jam cookies

for an espresso shot of joy

for feeling like an empty well that has nothing left to give

for love-filled days

for your ariana grande fix

for web-weaving

for your commute

for losing grip of your dreams

for setting this whole year on fire

for feeling like a pakistani uncle drinking chai on the porch

for isolation

for kicking anxiety in the face

#havent made one of these in a while hi #sound #journal #playlists #masterlist #spotify #music #self care #concept playlist #love #romance #mental health #positivity #playlist #spotify playlist #spotify playlists #resources

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The Kyoto Girl

Warnings : yandere gojo, unprotected sex, smut, heavy smut, noncon, drugging, possessive , obsessive

( all characters are aged up/ 18+)

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Minors Do Not Interact

Read those warnings carefully.....If you don't like my stories block me....not report....

I'm a student of jujutsu high. I was new there. Just started learning course technique. I couldn't even use course energy that much. But Utahime sensei was teaching me and I was trying to learn it.

So there's two jujutsu high school. One in Tokyo and one in Kyoto. I'm in the Kyoto one. So there's a sister event helding between this two school. we all participated in this event but that event was ruined because of a special grade course's sudden attack.

That was where Gojo Satoru saw me for the first time. He broke the veil and saved everyone. I was fainted somewhere middle of the jungle. I wasn't able to defend myself from that course and fainted there.

Gojo Satoru saw me. He slowly came near to me. He bend slightly to see me more properly, staring deep into me. One side of my shirt was open. My bra was the only thing that was covering that side of my breast. And my skirt was up. My panties could be seen. He was still stearing at my body.

He picked me up in bridal style then took me to the jujutsu high. When I woke up I saw shoko sensei doing my treatment. Fortunately there wasn't that much injury. And I don't even know that gojo satoru took me here. Noone told me that.

From then I met Nobara. We became good friends. The higher ups decided for a baseball match between Kyoto and Tokyo school mainly Gojo decided. Gojo spy on me from his room or office whenever he sees me. But no one noticed that.

The day came. The match day. Gojo and the higher ups were waiting for all students to come. Some were already there,some were coming. Me, Nobara and Miwa came to the field. Gojo's attention instantly went to me. Miwa went to talk to Gojo. Me and Nobara were talking and laughing. Gojo was starting at me.

When Miwa came to him he quickly turn his attention to Miwa. " Hello sensei" Miwa spoke with a smile. " Ohhh...helloooo" he replied with a smile. They talk to each other for a few moments then gojo asked " can I ask you something?""yeah... sure!" She replied. " Who's that girl?" Gojo asked pointed at me. " Oh... she's y/n, she's my friend. She's a new student." Miwa replied. " Oh I see....not gonna introduce her to me?" Gojo said with his iconic smirk. " Oh..um sure... why not?!" Miwa blushed and screamed my name. When I looked at her she was telling me to come to her.

I went to her. " Oh hey y/n...meet him, he's Gojo Satoru." Miwa told me. " Oh hey.... nice to meet you sensei. I heard you are the strongest here." I talked to Gojo. " So you know me?" He asked with smirk. " Yeah... I heard about you from the higher ups..." I replied shyly. " Oh... I see" he spoke in a seductive tone which made me blush a little.

The match started and ended as well. We had our fun. Now everyone was leaving including me. When Nobara came to me. " Heyyyy.... please stay two or three days more.... please!!!!" She cried. " Oh I really want to....but you know...I have to go:/" I replied. " Please please please please please please please please" she cried." But I can't-" I was replying when Utahime sensei came from behind me " you can stay you know" she said. " Really????!!!!" Me and Nobara both exclaimed. " Yes you can..." Utahime laughed.

So I stayed there. I stayed in the room that Tokyo jujutsu high gave me to leave all these days. Nobara planned for a party night. She proposed me to went to clubbing with her and I said yes. I wore a blue tight bodycon dress that Nobara gave me (in the photo). Ane we went to the club. We didn't notice there was someone else following us. Gojo Satoru. We were clubbing ,dancing , drinking enjoying the night. We ordered our drinks and went to a table and started talking to each other.

And there was Gojo Satoru staring at me the whole time. Scanning my whole body with his eyes. Mentally undressing me. When the waiter was coming to give us our drinks gojo put something in my drink , give the waiter some money and tell him to be quiet. And did as well. After the drink We leave the bar and went to a cab.

My head was paining a little bit. But I ignored it and went to our droom. There me and Nobara said bye to each other and I went towards my room. I was seeing colours and circles everywhere.

My head was paining a little bit. But I ignored it and went to our droom. There me and Nobara said bye to each other and I went towards my room. I was seeing colours and circles everywhere. I couldn't even walk properly when I bumped into someone. After a moment I saw his face properly. Gojo Satoru." Anything wrong?" He asked. ' I-I.... d-don't know.... I... can't see any... thing properly." I replied him. " I think you are drunk.... let's go to your room " he said and helped to go to my room and locked the door.

" T-T-Thank you..... s-sensei" I thanked him. He went to the kitchen grabbed a glass of water and give it to me. I drink it and spash some water in my face. I can see properly now but my body was still weak.

Suddenly I felt his hand on my thigh. I looked at him." You feeling good?" He said smirking. His hand started going upwards. My eyes widened." W-what are you doing, s-sensei." I spoke. " Nothing.... just completing my work" he replied. I was sitting on my bed. I started going backwards."w-what work?" I asked. " The work I started ~" he replied crawling towards me."w-what" I spoke." I was the one who put drug in your drink,y/n ~" he replied. My eyes widened. "W-wait... w-what.... why" I spoke. " Because you're so fucking sexy, I can't do anything, you are always in my mind, I just fucking want you and your that little pussy wrapped around my dick.... and want to make mine" he replied in a devilish tone.

with that he pressed his lips on mine. His kiss was so rough. He started undressing me. I tried to push him away but he was too strong.

He grabbed my boob and started squeezing it and I moaned in the kiss. Hearing my moan Gojo stopped the kiss and crashed his mouth on my breast. I moaned out loudly. He started sucking on my breast roughly. The more I moan the more roughly he sucks and squeeze on my breasts."s-sensei please stop... I'm beginning you please stop...I promise you I wouldn't tell anyone about this please stop" I begged. "I don't care about anyone but you....no one can stop me. I'm not sceared of anyone. I'm the strongest." He replied with a smirk.

After a while he let go off my breast. I was breathing heavily. He started undressing himself. He took off his shirt and pant. He was now only wearing his boxers. I can see the outline of his bulge through his boxers and there was a wet spot where the tip of his dick touched his boxer. Fear grabbed me by my neck.

His hand reached for my pantie and he ripped it off. He looked at my pussy hungrily. He parted my pussy lips with his fingers and crashed his mouth on it, sucking on it roughly. I moaned so loudly. I tried to push him away by pulling his hair but nothing nothing nothing. He just continued his work. He pulled back and lined himself with me."please please please no no no" I cried. "Shhh....this is the main fun part" he whispered and slammed his whole length in one slide without any warning."senseiiiiiiiiiiiiii " I scremed and grabbed his back."oh my fucking god god god god god god......ahhhhhhhhhhh" he moaned out feeling my warm wet walls around him.

His thurst became harder and harder. I was an moaning and crying mess."you are so fucking...ahhh .... tight" he moaned out. With a few more thurst I came. dig my nails on his back. Feeling my warm wall clenching around him he came within a minute. I was already fainted.

" You're mine y/n... just mine. I wouldn't let have you or touch you... Even if anyone dare to look at you I'm gonna kill him by myself. You're mine. Just mine. You want or not you have to be mine" he whispered while stroking my hair with his fingers.

Masterlist

#yandere gojo smut #yandere gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #tw noncon #jjk gojo #possessive #obsessive love #fem reader

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autisticfoxgirl333 · 6 months

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Ultra Locations!

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luv-gin · 2 years

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𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑. loid forger.

ꨄ cw. wife!reader, misogyny by that swan guy, protective loid, mentions of blood.

MASTERLIST.

a/n — mr. forger was very hot for this one.

your jaw ticked as the man in the middle continued on with his sexist bullshit "but it is a woman's job to do all those things regardless."

"I sure do hope you don't talk to your wife the same way." swan looked at you with an irk mark on his forehead but you merely sent him a mocking smile.

"what do you do on the weekends?" you mentally sigh in relief as the questions happen to be the same ones loid made you practice beforehand but you still couldn't help but feel irked by the misogynistic man sat in the middle who eyed you and loid with contempt.

"go to the museum, or opera, or..." the white haired man deemed the answer good enough as he moved on to the next question.

"and what would you like to do once you get into our school?" you watched the girl sweatdrop as she scrambled her brain for an answer.

'come on baby, you know this one!' you mentally encouraged the little girl who spouted out an odd answer.

"uncover all the secrets of the boss of the organisation!" she declared and you shared a look with loid who quickly came to her defense with a better answer.

"please excuse her, our daughter is a bit more ambitious than most." you sent the men a bright smile as you gave a little chuckle to back loid "she wants to climb to the top so she's interested in the headmasters personality and lifestyle."

the monocle wearing man seems impressed as he turns to the girl "then do you know the name of our esteemed headmaster?"

'it's almost as if his name isn't plastered everywhere around the school' you thought, wanting to roll your eyes 'I'm pretty sure I'll be seeing benedict ivan goodfeller in my sleep'

"um.." anya stammered as she thought for the name "benejix ibon goodheller, sir."

'a for effort'

"then how much effort do you suppose is required to be as great as him?" question the man further.

"like to survive in the jungle with just clothes on your back or to forge your nerves by retaking a test with your life on the line, over and over again." a smile formed on your face that she never failed to not put on, you recall watching that episode of the spy anime with her yesterday.

a change of topic was brought yet again and this time, the kind white haired man questioned her on her fathers occupation "a sp-"

confusion overtook your features before she changed her response "an aspecially good mind doctor."

"is your nose stuffed up?" he asks concerned before moving on to a question about you "and what sort of person is your new mother?"

anyas expression lit up as you were mentioned "she's really, really nice but she can sometimes be scary if you make her mad."

"if you had to rate your parents, how many points would you give them?"

you nibble at your bottom lip as you await her answer "100 points! top score!" she exclaims "ma and pa are fun and I love them!" you heart warms up at her words "I wanna be with them forever." you could feel a few tears threatening to spill from your eyes but you don't let them.

the half balding man in the middle scoffs as he proposes a new question for the girl "and who scores higher? your new mum or your old one?"

you suck in a deep breathe to control the anger you felt coursing through you veins, loid was so set on this school, you could not ruin it for him when he tried this hard. you clenched your fists and looked down at your lap to keep a levelled head.

"professor swan, that sort of question-" the glasses wearing man began to object but the rude man merely responded with a "aren't the questions left to the interviewers?"

"can you please change the question?" loid requested in a serious manner but the man smirked "nope. now answer the question or I'll deduct points."

you noticed how silent anya was and so you lifted your head to check on the girl only to see tears spilling from her eyes. your eyes widened and you felt an arrow pierce through your heart and your body moves to comfort her against your control.

"sweetheart," you say as you approach her and hold her tiny hands in yours, wiping away the tears that pooled down her eyes.

"I see, I see, so your old mum was better after all?" swan implies as a sharp glare is sent his way.

"you've crossed the line, you're an extremely horrible person." you practically spat at him as you hold the sobbing girl against your chest and smooth down her hair.

"that's enough [name]," loid reminds you but you couldn't find it in you to care "he's made anya cry, loid."

"many of our students live apart from their parents in our dormitories." swan states with an impassive stare "if she's going to cry over every little thing she has no place in our school." he mocks and you feel something in you snap at his verbal attacks.

"so making children cry is an everyday occurrence to you?" you ask as you send him a deadly stare, voice empty as you cock your head to the side "no wonder your daughter got taken away from you, neglect and abuse can cause serious damage to a growing child."

his face turns red as his fury rises "so the second wife snaps when she's compared unfavourably to the first?"

that's all it takes however to make loid snap as he lunges over the table in an instant and your eyes widen as he breaks the table in half.

"excuse me," he clears his throat as he stands up straight, blood dripping from his fist "there was a mosquito on the table." true to his words, the poor thing was squashed in between the broken splints of wood.

he turns his back to the men and you take that as your sign to pick up the little sad girl in your arms "thank you for taking the time to see us today."

swan stands up in anger as he calls out loid "where do you think you're going? we're not done yet!"

"if your educational philosophy involves trampling on the feelness of children, then apparently I chose the wrong school."

"how dare you insult our academy?" swan yells as loid beckons you over with anya "c'mon, you two."

you set anyas head in your shoulder as you walked out the door, loid closed it behind him with a "please excuse us."

you stare at loid in your slouched down position on the couch with anya sitting on your lap and hugging your mid section. his expression reads failure.

"we definitely didn't pass." he says in defeat and you sigh as you get up and place anya down on the couch, wordlessly walking to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate for everyone.

"sorry pa," anya mutters with her head hanging low as she clutched the material of her dress "I didn't try hard enough on the test... I'm sorry."

you hated seeing anya like this, the always cheerful girl who easily managed to put a smile on your face so beat down was not something you think you can handle for any longer.

"it's fine, anya, you don't need to apologise." loid tells her "I don't think you'd want to go to that school anyway."

you watch as the girl gets up from her spot to now clutch onto the material of loids trousers "I... wanna go to school." she mutters against his leg.

"huh?"

"or we won't be together anymore."

"anya.."

you knaw at your lip as you brain goes into thinking 'this family was put together for loids mission, if anya isn't admitted into the school, then this family will no longer be necessary... I don't think I'd be able to live without them' you furrow your brows as you bring over the tray full of warm liquid, desserts and peanuts.

"but to be frank, our odds of passing are hopeless at best." loid reminds them and you groan at his way of thinking.

"have a little hope, will you?" you nudge his shoulder "anya is too cute and impressive for them to reject." anya nods her head fervently and loid gives her cheek a little pinch.

"you're right." he brightens up as he picks the little girl and places her on his lap "whatever happens, happens.” he agrees “but for now I need to thank the two of you for preparing so hard for that test." you hand them their designated cups before seating yourself on the arm of the couch.

"to the bright future of our family!" you clink your cups together when the sound of something hitting the floor intercepts your hearing, quickly you set down your cup as do the others and you examine the sound.

"our family photo... fell." everyone's faces dropped as you stared at it before loid looks at you with an almost I told you so expression.

you bite at the inside of your cheek before you scrunch your face and relent "yeah, that could be a sign..."

#loid forger oneshot #loid spy x family #loid forger x reader #loid forger #loid x reader #spy x family loid #spy x family

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1-800-imagines · 3 months

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drunk texts part 3 | r.c.

series masterlist here!

cw: violence, mentions of past abuse

to say you were worried about what was about to happen would be a huge understatement. with rafe gone, your anxiety grew by the minute, your heart hammering.

since your white shirt had been ruined by fucking jungle juice of all things, you had put rafe’s shirt on and then put yours on the ground.

his shirt was huge on you and covered your shorts. but as you were lost in your own thoughts you hadn't noticed someone approaching.

but then you heard his voice. and not the voice you wanted to hear. it was blake's. your head snapped towards him.

he looked at you and registered what you were wearing. with a sarcastic laugh tinged with a deep bitterness in it, he snapped, “oh so NOW you think you can whore it up with rafe?”

your breathe caught, despite hating him, you still felt the need to justify all your actions and tell him that it wasn’t like that, “no, it’s not. my shirt.” you were stumbling on your words and pointing to your stained tank top on the ground which looked even more incriminating at this point.

he stalked closer to you, “you think i’m gonna believe a slut like you?” his hand moved to your jaw and squeezed it. tears welled in your eyes. memories of him holding you in that position during fights surged your memory.

but little did you know, rafe wasn’t far behind blake and he was hot on his trail. rafe had gone looking for him but saw blake leave the crowd as he had already spotted you.

“hey asshole, take your fucking hands off her.” rafe shouted, grabbing blake’s shoulder to turn him around.

before you could comprehend what was happening, as soon as blake turned to face rafe, rafe punched blake in the square in the face, causing a loud crack.

you stood entirely still, scared to move. rafe grabbed blake by the collar of his shirt, “leave her alone, from now on.” he shoved blake away from him, blake's nose bleeding heavily.

"you could've broken my fucking nose bro!" blake shouted.

"yeah and that'll be the least of your fucking problems if you lay another hand on her. you get me, bro?" rafe's voice was laced with venom.

blake threw his hands up and backed away, "whatever you say man, not like i wanted that crazy bitch anyway."

those words punched you in the gut and you let out the smallest gasp, rafe clenched his fist and was about to hit him again but you caught his arm. "not worth it, please." you whispered softly.

as soon as he realized it was you touching him, his body relaxed slightly. blake took the opportunity to high tail it out of there. rafe turned to you and frowned. “you okay?” he whispered, touching your cheek that was still slightly red from blake’s grasp.

you nodded and looked at his hand that you were holding, “you’re bleedin, rafe.” you took his hand in yours and grabbed your shirt off the ground, wrapping it around the fist that had protected you. “thank you,” you whispered, "you didn't have to do that for me".

“don’t thank me sweetheart. you don’t deserve that shit. blake never deserved you in the first place. no one will ever be good enough.” his non-injured hand moved a piece of hair behind your ear, “don’t forget what you’re worth.”

you were shaking from the encounter. rafe noticed immediately. “do you wanna get out of here?” he asked softly.

you nodded too eagerly so he said, “go tell your ride you’re leaving so your friends don’t worry about you. i know sarah will be worried. i’ll be right here.” you hesitated, looking back towards the crowd where blake was. rafe, sensing your hesitation added, “i’ll wait right here for you. keep my eyes on you the whole time.” with that reassurance from him, you wandered into the crowd to find pope.

your eyes met blake’s and he scowled at you, then making it very obvious that he was enjoying what was now happening to him. there was a random girl grinding on him, dancing.

pope wasn’t far and when you walked up to him, he immediately asked you, “are you okay?”

“yeah, some shit happened with blake. i’m gonna leave.” you said softly.

“let me drive you.” pope insisted.

you shook your head, “no it’s okay. i got a ride. let the others know so they don’t worry? i’ll see you back at the chateau tomorrow.”

pope sighed, “of course. be careful.”

you smiled back at pope and made your way back to rafe. “everything good?” he asked.

“yeah, i told pope to relay the message. let’s go please.” your voice was barely above a whisper.

he slipped his non-injured hand into yours and led you to where he had parked his truck.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #outer banks imagine #outer banks #obx #outerbanks #requests open #rafe x reader #rafe obx #rafe cameron imagines #rafe cameron imagine #rafe x you #outerbanks rafe #outerbanks imagine #obx fic

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Did someone ask for more scans? No? Too bad, have more scans.

Emmy's letter to Professor Layton, post-Curious Village. The fabled letter, which can only be accessed properly if you rip open your copy of the Japan-exclusive Azran Legacy Guidebook (more or less).

Years ago, there were photos and a fan-translation floating around on tumblr. Now, I give you the new and high quality version, as well as a full transcript. You're welcome :>

It's been literally eight years since your post, but since your tags say that you wanted to be warned if a better scan were to be made, well... Here you go @puzzilitis x) I'm also tagging @the-azran-legacies, but I'm pretty sure your blog is completely dead since this translation post seems to be its latest sign of activity, and that was ten years ago.

Seriously though, just in case you get to see this -- thank you both so much for what you did all these years ago. Without your posts, I might never even have heard that this letter existed in the first place! Or, well, I likely would have heard of it by now given the fact that I've been documenting every single Layton media I can find -- but I would have lived through an entire decade of ignorance by that point.

The translation below has been done exclusively with DeepL because my free time is limited, sorry for that ^^' If you want another one in order to compare, you have the one linked above, and I will likely make another one later (much later).

みんなのエピソード２１｜レミからの手紙

Everybody's Episode 21: A Letter from Emmy

親愛なるレイトン教授へ Dear Professor Layton,

あれから数か月になりますが、教授、お元気ですか？ It's been a few months since then. Professor, how are you?

一緒に仕事をしている仲間からレイトン教授が遺産相続騒動を解決したという話を耳にして思わず手紙を書いてしまいました。 When I heard from a colleague I work with that you had solved an inheritance dispute, I couldn't resist writing to you.

タージェントから世界を救ったあのレイトン教授が単なる遺産相続のナゾトキの依頼を引き受けるなんて。まさか…と思いましたが、ナゾには目がない教授ですし、きっと知的好奇心を刺激される不思議な出来事だったんでしょうね。 How could the very same Professor Layton who had saved the world from Targent, now accept a mere inheritance puzzle request? I could not believe it… But you always had a penchant for puzzles, so I am certain that it had to be a mysterious event which truly stimulated your intellectual curiosity.

ルークはしっかりと役目を果たせたでしょうか？ Has Luke fulfilled his role well?

実は…私はいま、ワールドタイムズでカメラマンをしています。教授の活躍を教えてくれた仕事仲間って、ボストニアス号で世界を旅したときに出会ったドリスさんなんですよ。 By the way... I am now a photographer for the World Times. The colleague who told me about your activities is Doris. We met her when we were travelling around the world on the Bostonius.

教授のもとを去ってから私がワールドタイムズで働き始めたきっかけは、教授との旅がとても楽しかったから。 I started working for the World Times after I quit my job as your assistant, since I enjoyed the journey with you so much.

世界各地でのいろんな人との出会い、見る者を虜にする美しい景色…。それを世界中の人々に伝えたい、いっしかそんな気持ちになって、自然とワールドタイムズ編集部に足を運んでいました。 Meeting all kinds of people in different parts of the world, finding beautiful and captivating landscapes… I wanted to tell people all over the world about these experiences, and this is how I naturally came to visit the World Times editorial office.

今の仕事は、本当に楽しいです！ I really enjoy my current job!

ムスロッホでリボの滝と鍾乳洞の取材をしていたら、長老のシメジイさんから気になるうわさ話を聞いたんです。 While I was reporting for the Ribo Waterfalls and the limestone caves of Musloch, I heard interesting rumours from the elder, Mr Simejii.

そんな話を聞いたら、調査をするしかありませんよね！ After hearing such a story, I simply could not resist investigating!

村人たちの情報を頼りに鍾乳洞の奥を突き進んでいったら…幻の｢神秘の密林｣を発見しました！ After going deeper into the limestone caves, by relying on the information the villagers gave me… The fabled "Mystical Jungle" has been discovered!

ワールドタイムズの大スクープとして一面に大きく取り上げられたので教授もご存知かもしれませんが、これは私の初スクープなんですよ。 You may have already known of it since it was featured as huge news on the front page of the World Times, but this was my first scoop.

記事には書きませんでしたが、密林の奥には古代遺跡が隠されていました。 We did not mention it in the article, but there were ancient ruins hidden deep in the jungle.

ここにもたくさんのナゾが隠されているはずなので、いつか教授にナゾを解いてもらいたいなぁ。 There must be a lot of puzzles hidden there. I hope you will solve them one day.

もしかして、アスラント文明とは別の考古学史上に残る大発見がある…かも？ Maybe there is another major discovery in the history of archaeology that is unrelated to the Azran civilisation… maybe?

そんなスクープを追いかけて世界中を飛び回る毎日ですが、いま追いかけているのは、スラム街に現れた｢ナゾのマスク男｣です。この話、知的好奇心をくすぐられませんか？ I spend my days travelling around the world, chasing this kind of scoop. What I am chasing now is a "Puzzling Masked Man" who has appeared in the slum quarters. Doesn't this story tickle your intellectual curiosity?

お金持ちから金品を盗み、スラム街の子供たちにお金を与える現代の義賊｢マスク男｣。 The Masked Man is a modern-day righteous bandit who steals money and goods from the rich and gives it to the children in the slums.

最初は、この｢マスク男の正体｣をスクープするためカメラ片手に追いかけていましたが、スラム街の子供たちを見ているうちに、１人の記者としてそこに暮らす人々の現状もじっくりと取材したい、と思うようになりました。 At first, I followed this "Masked Man," camera in hand, in order to get a scoop on his identity. But as I watched the children in the slums, I began to think that, as a reporter, I should rather take the time to cover the current situation of the people living there.

スラム街にはたくさんの孤児がいます。私たちを無垢な笑顔で迎えてくれる子、まったく目を合わせてくれない子など、いろんな表情を見せてくれます。 There are many orphans in the slums. We see many different faces, from those who greet us with innocent smiles to those who don't make eye contact at all.

そんな彼らの��を見ているうちに、昔のことを、ふと思い出してしまいました。 As I watched them, I suddenly remembered something from the past.

私も子供のころ父を失い、孤児になってしまうところでした。しかし、それを救ってくれたのは、おじさまだったんです。 I lost my father as a child and almost became an orphan. But Uncle Leon saved me from that.

あの頃、父を失った私をおじさまはまるで娘のように育ててくれました。 Back then, I had lost my father, and Uncle Leon brought me up as if I were his daughter.

だから、あの場所でおじさまを裏切るわけにはいかなかった。優しかったおじさまを裏切れなかった…。教授に嘘をついていたことは、申し訳ないと思っています。 So this is why I couldn't betray him in that place. I couldn't betray my kind Uncle Leon... I truly am sorry that I lied to you, Professor.

でも、こういうことがあったからこそ、教授に出会えた。人の運命って不思議ですね。 Still, it was because of these things that I met you. The destiny of people is a curious thing, isnt' it?

あ…、今の私を伝えたいと思ってこの手紙を書いたのに、過去の話になっちゃいましたね。私の話は、また教授に会ったときにお話ししますね。 Ah... I wrote this letter in order to tell you how I am now, but all this is about the past. I will tell you my story when we meet again.

というわけで…今は楽しく仕事をしています！ So, all that to say... I really am enjoying my work now!

そうそう、長かった髪を思い切ってばっさり切りました！ Yes, I also cut off my long hair in a very drastic way!

これまでタージェントの一員として生きてきましたが、いま、ワールドタイムズでカメラマンとして働く普通の女性として歩み出すことができた、そんな気がしています。 I have lived my entire life as a member of Targent. But now, I feel that I have been able to step forward as an ordinary woman, who is now working as a photographer for the World Times.

きっといつか、あなたにまた会える、その日まで。 I am sure that one day, we will meet again. Until that day.

ＰＳ．取材中の写真をドリスさんに撮ってもらいました！あっ、後ろにマスク男が…！ P.S. Doris took photos during the interview! Ah, the Masked Man is in the background...!

Emmy Altava

Important translation note: Emmy calls Bronev "oji-sama," all in hiragana, which makes it unclear whether she is related to him by blood or not (おじ means "uncle," but can also just mean "man who is older than the speaker" (at least from what I know)).

The Eternal Diva novel introduces Emmy as "a beautiful woman of Asian lineage" (and yes, I know, Asia is huge with a lot of different lineages, and I don't know either which corner of Asia is being talked about here), so make of that info what you like. In order to leave it as ambiguous as I could, I replaced all instances of "oji-sama" with "Uncle Leon."

There might be a few other translation changes I made, but I think this was the most important one to take note of.

By the way, I actually scanned the whole guidebook, and I will share it when I can (though don't hold your breath, as you probably know I am currently juggling between way too many projects). The scans aren't ready to be shared yet because they were basically done with me not really caring whether the pages would be perfectly straight, upside down, etc, and as such they need some editing.

(I checked and the resolution of the scans is high enough to make it so that editing doesn't hurt the quality in the slightest. I swear that when the scans are finished editing, you won't even realise it and they'll look just as good as what you're seeing above with Emmy's letter).

The editing also includes linking the pages together for aesthetics purposes. Some pages have artworks that spread over both pages, so I'm doing my best to make it look seamless! Here, have an example for the first double page in the book that really does it:

As you can guess, editing each of the 128 pages in order to get this result is time-consuming, and translating that is going to be a doozy. But let's just appreciate how awesome it will be once it's done, eh? :D

Anyway, next up on the blog is going to be the Eternal Diva novel translation. I'm still working on getting some buffer done, but hopefully the first "chapter" will get out soon! I'd like to post on Saturdays. Let's cross our fingers for tomorrow. Or next week, if today's translation is enough to satiate you all for now!

#professor layton #emmy altava #azran legacy spoilers #azran legacy #professor layton and the azran legacy #professor layton transcript #azran legacy guidebook #emmy's letter #layton preservation

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riaisnotok · 7 months

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We fell in love in October

☆ 2005! Bill x fem! Reader

It was a rainy day in October and you were heading to school. Orange, brown and yellow leaves were falling from the trees, another day of you having to stay with those stupid classmates of yours for 8 hours. You are already sick of all the noise in the class and the boys who play football in the class and break windows, break cabinets and much more.

It was starting to rain harder so you opened your umbrella and continued on your way.

Regarding your classmates, they are worse than the animals from the jungle, once one of them threw themselfs out the window because someone threw their schoe out the window. Or not to mention the girls who talk about what it's like to have sex while you're on your period, or the sluts who fuck in the bathroom every period. I really don't think you can last anymore in that school. Is so disgusting.

"Y/N!" You were halfway to school when one of the slut girls from your class came up to you, she didn't have an umbrella with her at all. Her make-up was ruined, her mascara was dripping from her eyes. But it's not like you don't wear makeup, whatever girls wear you're not any more special than them, It's just that you don't fuck in the school bathroom like them or have 5 boyfriends in a week.

You turned your head towards her, "CAN I SIT WITH YOU UNDER THE UMBRELLA?" She asked, she was wet from head to toe. You nodded yes and let her sit next to you under the umbrella. You two look like two lesbians going to school💀

"I love your makeup today!" She complimented your makeup, you smiled. "What eyeliner do you use?"

In the meantime, you finally arrived at school, that slut said goodbye to you, and you don't think she'll ever talk to you again unfortunately. Oh yes the slut's name is Tiffany lol.

You entered the class and put your umbrella to dry. Danny, onr of your classmates and desk partner (I dont know how to say this, basically in romanian school you have someone you stay with in your desk, you got that idea no?😭) came to you.

"Y/n what are you doing?" He asked, he wanted to know how you are, how you feel, he really cares about you and for a few days you've been suspecting that maybe he has a crush on you, but unfortunately you don't like him at all, this whole thing with love for you it seems strange and disgusting, but maybe it's because you've never had a crush that lasted more than a week and that's why.

But Danny has already been behaving like this since you started school, and he also gives you notes during class or he puts them in your bag before you go home. Like loves one, and some of them are rizz 💀

"Oh hey Danny, I'm doing good I just arrived, you?" You said, you really didn't want to talk to anyone after the conversation you had with Tiffany on the way to school.

"Okay...I wanted to ask you if you studied for today's Math test..." He said looking deep into your E/C eyes. "Yeah I learned, also Danny what are you going to do on Halloween?" You continued the conversation in yours desk.

Time rang and the first class is Mathematics, come on, you haven't learned anything, you've spent the whole night listening to music, and you'll definitely copy from Danny this time too. After all, he has a crush on you and he'll let you, right?

Today at school was a little better, now you only have one more period left and that's it, you'll finally go home...

It's over and the last class was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, you took your umbrella from the dry place and left the classroom through the door, but Danny stops you by grabbing your sleeve. "Y/N…."

You hear his voice "What's up Danny?" You asked him, all you wanted now was for him to leave you alone and go home to sleep because you woke up at 6 in the morning.

"Can we go somewhere more private, for example in the bathroom?" He asked, you nodded. You were curious what the hell he wanted to ask you and what the hell he wanted from you now. You went to the bathroom and Danny pushes you against the bathroom wall. A smirk could be seen on his face.

"Y/N...I like you...I like you so much that every night I think about you, every time before I fall asleep I think about you, your beautiful lips that I want to kiss so much , your bright eyes, what wouldn't I do for you, Y/N? I would give my life just to have you, I would kill anybody. Your body Y/N I want to see it without clothes, and I'm going to make you feel so good in this bathroom. So undress, I know you feel the same way."

His words left you speechless, you were speechless, you tried with all your might to get something out of your mouth, but nothing.

"D-Danny what is this?" You asked him, this doesn't look like the Danny you knew, the one who studies at school and seems very innocent and is very innocent. You could never imagine that Danny has such a dirty mind. And you think it's because of the sluts.

"We're not friends anymore Danny!" You said pushing him away from you, you put your hand on the bathroom door handle and opened it, you quickly ran out of the bathroom. Now that you've seen Danny's true face, You don't think he'll be your desk partner anymore.

You left school, it was still raining outside, but not that hard, so you didn't open your umbrella.

On the way home, you stopped at a cafe, your favorite one. You entered it, ordered a latte and took a seat at a table by the window. You waited for your latte looking out the window as it was lightly raining outside. But you still can't get over what Danny did.

Your latte arrived, you started to drink it slowly and after a few minutes two guys enter the cafe, you assume they are twins because they look about the same.

One of them looks like a rapper and the other looks like an emo? You stared at the emo one because you don't usually see people like that, but you got a look from him not short after, you didn't think he would notice.

You put the latte aside and looked away, you heard a chuckle from that guy. You feel so ashamed right now, and you hope that guy doesn't think you have a crush on him.

The two of them ordered and sat down at the table behind you. You tried as hard as you could but you kept hearing that one of them kept talking about you and how beautiful you are. (That was Tom lol, not Bill) You continued to drink your latte and then you took your things and left the cafe.

The next day.

You arrived at school, and of course you won't stay with Danny anymore. Ew

After school you went to the cafe again, hoping that this time those two twins would come too, you wanted to ask them something. But this time they arrived faster, before you.

You quickly went to their table and looked at the one with dreadlocks and then the one with black hair and makeup on his face. The one with the dreads begins to speak, "Oh, I was wondering when you would come."

The one with black hair was looking at you, his pupils were starting to widen. "He's Bill and I'm Tom, and I think you're super cute in that mini skirt of yours today and that white tank top, I can see your bra~" (💀 I'm sorry for how I made Tom)

When Bill heard Tom's words, he wanted to punch him in the arm, but he didn't want to scare you or anything. Love at first sight lol.

"Umm…thanks..Tom? I'm Y/N" You said feeling a little uncomfortable after hearing Tom's words. "Oh and let's not forget, I can see your pant-" "Tom enough, the girl is already very uncomfortable because of you, when will you understand that not all girls want to hear this!" Bill said, he could tell you were getting uncomfortable with what "King" Tom was saying.

You said goodbye to them, because the situation was getting a little weird already.

The next day, you came to the cafe after school and had a latte, again. This time the two didn't come together, only one I just assume his name was Bill? The one with black hair and wearing makeup.

He came to your table and looked into your eyes. "Umm...hello..I came to apologize for how my brother acted yesterday..that's how he usually is with girls"

THE VOICE. You blushed for no reason when he started talking, his voice was so cute. "It's nothing, it's just that I don't really get compliments from guys and I get very uncomfortable when I get one..." You said.

Bill smiled and took a seat at the table. "You seem fun, let's get to know each other better. What do you like to do in your free time? I like to sing.."

You smiled when you heard that someone wanted to be your friend. "I like to (what you like to do in your free time)"

"So cool! Do you have a favorite restaurant? Mine is McDonald's."

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You two talked more and got to know each other better and it was already evening outside, the sun was starting to set slowly. "I'm starting to like you Bill..." You said, after realizing what you just said, YOU DID THE STUPIDEST THING OF YOUR LIFE. You usually don't believe in love at first sight or love, and I also said that love seem very disgusting to you.

Bill didn't expect those words from you, he blushed. You started to feel weird, "Uhh..Bill I have to go, I have a lot of homework for tomorrow, and my mom is waiting for me at home." With that you left Bill surprised and speechless.

"WAIT!" He said taking your hand. "Give me your phone number."

The next day you didn't stop by the cafe and you stopped somewhere in a nearby park, you sat on the swing with a pack of Skittles in your hand. Your phone was starting to ring, it was Bill.

"Hello?" - You

"Y/N where are you?" - B

"Uhh..in the park near the cafe.." - You

"Okay, I'll be right back!" - B

He hung up, you put your phone back in your pocket and waited for Bill to come.

After a while you hear footsteps behind you, it was Bill with a bouquet of (your favorite flowers) (😭 it's so cute)

It left you speechless.

"B-bill...what's with the flowers in your hands...and how do you know they're my favorites..?" You said surprised. "I thought you were the kind of girl who likes this kind of flowers, so I thought I'd get you a bouquet, because you're so pretty..you know that?"

You blushed at Bill's words and took the bouquet from his hands. "Bill-"

"Y/N I love you." Bill said directly without letting you finish your sentence. Your eyes widened, although I don't know how you're still surprised after you were the first to tell him your feelings for him yesterday.

"And I know you love me too."

"Yeah...I love you too Bill..." You said, a tear ran down your cheek and you hugged him, "Y/N don't cry, you'll ruin your makeup!" He said wiping the tears from your eyes, the mascara remained on his finger. "Sorry..it's the first time a boy I love has said that to me..." You said looking into his brown eyes, he smiled and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Y/N..do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asked, hoping you would say yes.

"Yes." You answered.

( I don't know how to end this story lol, AND IM STILL WORKING ON THE REQUESTS AND I HAVE SCHOOL TOO 😭)

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