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mlbpotter · 3 years

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Sole Crusher and why I hated it.

Ahh, one of the most prodigious episode for Zoe-fans.

You see, we see Zoe in a car touring Paris as she came from New York. She entered a bakery to get something for her family (A.K.A Audrey) Marinette entered, and slipped on the floor, but Zoe being who she is, clever perfectionist, nimble, quick blah blah blah, whatever the directors want to show us, caught Marinette in a blink of an eye.

In irl, I think if somebody did slip, in front of me, I’d be too shocked to react in seconds. I’d be gaping, mouth open, too shocked to catch anyone.

Ahh, well, Marinette then talked to her a little, learnt how she only had one friend, made some of us feel pity for her (eh, Thomas). So, NOW THE NEXT PART REALLY GETS ME! Marinette didn’t know who this unknown Zoe girl was (could be a thief, murderer, kidnapper idk) yet she gave away her phone number, free pastries, and invited her to HER FRIEND’S CONCERT! OMG you dumass, you don’t just give away these things to unknown people!

Well, still, moving on, zoe went back to the car, and to the bourgeois hotel. She gave away the pastries to the driver saying her family preferred sour from sweet, meaning they were not exactly caring. Just showing what a bad mother Audrey is, Zoe, like Chloe tried to act all snobbish and mean to get her mother’s attention.

To keep it short, Zoe met Chloe and they had a very meaningful conversation. But the thing that bugged me the most was that what Chloe said. 'Your father exists only to do whatever you want, whenever you want.'

Huh? Forgot this, in origins pt.2? This shows that chloe actually loves her father.

Also, Chloe was shown locking Sabrina in a locker, and forcing her to do her homework.

......

So how do u explain this?☝️

Chloe cares about Sabrina. Thomas really ruined Chloe's character her smh, in sole crusher.

Anyways, Chloe took Zoe to the school in a limousine, with Sabrina running behind them!

BrUh, thomas? R u serious? This is a kids show, no? You are supposed to show how to be considerate, not treating ur friend as slaves!

After some more uneccessary chloe-being-cruel moment, Chloe introduces everyone to Zoe.

She says, that Zoe needs a guy to pamper, who is preferably rich....wow, Thomas you already destroyed Adrien's friendship with Chloe, what more do u want?

When Zoe pretended to hate Marinette's macaroons, Sabrina started idiolizing her immediately. SABRINA ALSO NEEDS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!!!!

Obviously, Chloe 'tried' to teach Zoe some mean habits, and Marinette was confused about the way she acted so differently at school.

Being Marinette, she texted Zoe about the the confusion, and obviously blamed Chloe. When Chloe found out that her sister was texting her arch-enemy Marinette, she became furious.

Zoe lied and said that she was planning to humiliate Marinette. One of the worst things about Zoe is that she tries to change her nature just to meet up the needs for others. Chloe only does that to impress her mother.

Zoe went up the blacony, and was met by Andre, Chloe's father, who tried to console her, by telling her his own dream. Ok, listen up, how come Andre is only nice to his step-daughter, in a fatherly way??? And treats Chloe like a spoilt queen?? What kind of a father u r, even though u know that's wrong? Ugh

Anyways, the part where Andre wanted to be a film director was pretty cool. Again, we get some background history about the character. And yes, he listened to Audrey, about being rich, not a film director, blah blah blah, showing again how bad of a wife Audrey is.

Then, we discovered that Zoe wanted to be an actress for no good reason, and yest, admittedly she is pretty good a hiding her emotions and 'acting'.

This is how Andre tried to cheer up Zoe, but obviously made the situation worse, as she only thought about the way Chloe, treated her, and not her mother. So yeah, She only has a grudge against Chloe, again showing how horrible and cruel Chloe could be, right?

Just because Chloe said, 'You either step on other people, or I step on you!' This is so out-of-character for, Chloe. She would never say that, I reckon this much.

And there we go, Zoe reluctantly wears the diamond shoes, and becomes akumatized by shadow moth.

So, her power was touching other people with her shoes, and she became bigger.

Sole crusher, found Chloe in her room taking selfies of herself, to shoe how vain she was and how much she admired herself. Ummm..when did Chloe have an obsession with taking her photos? Except maybe in the episode where Marc was akumatized.

Chloe caught a glimpse of Sole Crusher, on her mobile's photo.

She said, 'How come you are using my image without my authorization?' Old Chloe loved to be idolized, so out-of-character.

So, when Chole discovered that it was Zoe, she began running like she was in a marathon, which was again out of character, as she wouldn't run, it'd be too much of work for her.

I think the running was just to show how bad of a character Chloe was, as she pushed Marinette's parents and Marinette herself towards Zoe, to show how cruel, evil and selfish she really is.

Another thing, I think that the kwamis shouldn't be allowed outside the box very long, as someone might catch them, like Chloe almost did.

So, the reason Sole crusher didn't step on Marinette, was because Marinette is the main character of the show, and she just can't be in a dangerous situation (Thomas logic). It'd made a great plot if Marinette was crushed by sole crusher. It would keep the viewers on their toes.

Eh, well, To make look Chloe worse, they made her run further, and order Zoe to literally step on the 'losers'. AKA rest of Marinette's classmates. (Do students really meet each other like this irl?)

So Marinette discovered that Zoe was Sole crusher, and gave some advice.

Marinette: That's not true, you don't need to crush on anyone. The 'winner' and 'loser' thing doesn't exist. It's just people, each one with your differences and unique features. (after Chat Noir interrupted) Zoe, no one will judge you here. You can be yourself! You can trip, you can fall, there's always going to be someone to help you stand up. I will always support you!

Shadow moth manipulated Zoe again, So Chat Noir tripped sole crusher giving Marinette the chance to run away and transform in a place that no one can see (totally). Since Tikki followed Marinette, and Kaalki alerted Adrien about the akuma, they both were able to transform.

Since I am no good at writing battle scenes, I'll tell the main points. Ladybug used her lucky charm, and got a shoe horn. So basically, Chat Noir and ladybug both destroyed the heels of Zoe's shoes, but the akuma didn't come out. Chloe insulted sole crusher, and got crushed.

Chloe : Look at how you're treating ur very expensive shoes! Go back to wearing you hideous and plain sneakers.

So ladybug figured out that the Akuma must be in those sneakers Chloe mentioned.

So the team tried to find out those sneakers in Chloe's house. Ladybug saw Sabrina in the closet, yet asked her about the sneakers, and ignored her. Wow, shoe some empathy ladybug, or even Chat Noir!

They saw Andre, and he told them where the Akuma went. So basically Andre showed them the box, and was so scared of Audrey, that her had hid those directories a secret from her. Since that box was not opening, ladybug used her shoehorn to open that box thingy. Long story short, ladybug repaired everything, and gave Zoe the lucky charm, and left.

Skip to the noon, where Zoe went to the concert she was invited in, and Chloe still believed Zoe's lame story about humiliating Marinette, and was super pissed off when Zoe ate the macaroons.

So yeah, Zoe apologized about her akumatizatidon, and told her 'tragic' backstory. She didn't want to disappoint her family's expectation, so she pretended to be mean.

In her boarding school, she was being bullied, and pretended to be someone she was not.

And since er...the miraculous fandom characters are so 'different' and tried to be nice to her, which was pretty cool of them....

Chloe demanded that Zoe leave for New York, but Andre was pretty cool about it, and made a lame yet nice excuse for her, to be enrolled in anther boarding school. So she had a different room. Obviously, the creators showed how err..awesome Zoe is as she said to Andre, 'Promise me that you are not going to give up on your dreams for too long.' But Andre's dream was very irrelevant, as nothing of that sort was mentioned after that.

Zoe's new found friends helped her become a better person, and there were some ending pics of her.

Zoe's message to Marinette was pretty cheesy ngl. But if only Zoe was introduced as a character who didn't out smart her sister, I would honestly love her so much!

(If my dumb shit post doesn't get famous, I will quit. I literally worked so hard for this post, and also had to rewrite it multiple times)

#mlb #zoe lee #chloe bourgeois #sole crusher

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a-pretty-nerd · 3 years

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Devon Characters × Trans Masc Reader

Request: "hii, i wanted to ask you, a Devon (any character) x interssex enby (he/they pronouns) like... you only do cis males and cis females idk it'd be fun if you did a trans man, trans woman or an enby. could u do that for the Ts??? (trans)" ~ Anon

A/N: I love this request. I'm kinda out of my Devon obsession phase, but I'll always think he's amazing. But I really love this request and I'm always happy to write more inclusive stuff! So don't be afraid to ask, I just don't write for Rodrick Heffley anymore really. It just makes me a little uncomfy.

Warnings: NSFW content.

Rodrick:

SFW

Pure of Heart, Dumb of Ass

Has a vague idea of what it means he to trans.

Completely lost at the non-binary part.

You're gonna have to explain a lot to him, unfortunately.

But he's very willing to learn.

He will forget you use both he/they pronouns and probably end up sticking to he/him most of the time.

Says things like, "this is my boyfriend."

Unless you correct him in which case he gets SUPER embarrassed and apologizes profusely.

At first he's nervous to be with a trans masculine person.

It's like the nervousness of any new relationship (because he's a nervous wreck anyhoo) mixed with the newness of a new person.

He's very, VERY proud of you though.

He loves to bring you everywhere and just but like, "THIS IS MY PARTNER, AREN'T THEY AMAZING!?"

And everyone's like, "Yes, we know, we've met before."

He likes to share clothes. Correction, he likes it when you steal his clothes and he steals clothes from you.

It gives him butterflies in his tummy.

NSFW

He's a fumbling idiot anyways.

You're gonna have to guide him through what works for you.

But omg is he eager.

Like he's a horny bastard anyways, but like it's you we're talking about.

He's like, obsessed with you.

He'd be so embarrassed if you knew that, but it's true.

He has a hard on before you're even fully naked.

Sometimes he gets lost in his own pleasure so you kinda have to bring him back down to earth.

But usually he prioritizes you.

It makes him very happy to know how to make you squirm.

Jasper:

SFW

Gender isn't really a priority for Jasper.

He's also not too concerned with what's in your pants.

He's just happy to have a partner, honestly.

He's very emotionally dependent on you at times and that can lead to arguments or complications.

But he works very hard to be a good boyfriend for you.

He does tend to forget to introduce you as his partner sometimes so people just assume you're close friends at first.

But then they see you kiss and they're like, "Oooooh" and everyone moves on because it's the dystopia future and no one has time for homo/transphobia.

Jasper is very protective of you. Like if someone even looks at you funny he's about to throw hands.

You will have to drag him away from fights.

NSFW

I mean he's very new to sex in general so be patient. Especially if you're an afab individual.

Sometimes he can be hard on himself if he doesn't get it right away, but if your patient with him, he'll be too.

That wait is very worth it though.

Like damn.

Jasper LOVES oral.

It's like his favorite, receiving, giving, all of the above.

Adam:

SFW

I imagine that he's mostly dated feminine people, even had some experiences with other trans people but they were usually on the feminine side.

But he's also a horny bastard and is down for almost anything.

I feel like someone that isn't what he's used to would be really good for him.

Like it would force some much needed character growth on him.

At first when you start going out people also assume your his weird little friend.

Until they see you drunk make out.

Or they see the PDA.

Adam's a PDA guy.

To the point where you might have to tell him to fuck off.

His hand is ALWAYS in your back pocket.

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Hi? Hello. Horny B a s t a r d man.

Reporting for duty.

He can find anything to love about any body.

I think he's probably an ass guy.

He's really kinky but not in a polished, let's have hours of bandages play sex.

Like dirty sex. Like quickies in between classes shit.

Also he's a dirty talker.

You will have to tell him what to call you to make you feel good. But the moment he has that info-

Be ready dude.

Casper:

SFW

Nervous. Very Nervous.

What if he asks you the wrong questions?

What if he offends you?

What if he calls you the wrong thing on accident?! (He never does unless you had to come out to him)

What if he's a bad allie!?!?!

These are all if you take Casper as a cis dude.

Honestly I feel like he could also be trans lol

Honestly all of Devon's characters could be so easily.

ANYWAYS

He's precious.

He's always thinking about you and how awesome you are and he thinks you're really REALLY cool.

He tries to hide all the weird paranormal stuff from you at first thinking that you would think it was weird.

He's so relieved when you're not scared away by him.

He really loves and admires you like no other.

NSFW

Knows nothing about nothing.

Like he's seen porn and he masturbates but like he's never been with someone else.

You are gonna have to guide him through it.

He's always really worried he's hurting you for some reason.

Like you'll moan in pleasure and he thinks he's hurting you.

Lots of encouragement and reassurance.

Silver:

SFW:

I feel like Silvers definitely been with a trans person before. Especially Trans masculine people.

He's very PC, very hyper aware, very active.

You will be joining him for a lgbtq+ or BLM March.

You will also have to be the one to bring the sunscreen and water bottles and other necessities.

He brags about you a lot.

You're gonna have to beg him to take care of himself and baby him.

Like seriously he's really annoying like that.

He's a homemaker though.

Like he will redecorate your shared spaces with some expensive vegan handmade whatever it is.

He burns a lot of incense and candles and then uses those candle holders as bowls.

You'll be eating cereal and look down at the bowl and be like:

"Hey babe, where'd we get this bowl from?"

And Silver will looks over and say:

"Oh that was from my sandlewood and eucalyptus candle from (insert vegan cruelty free small owned business here)."

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Bottom.

He's a total bottom.

Prepare to top.

Will only top if he's under the influence and feeling particularly fun.

I don't know why, he just has that vibe to me.

He likes out door sex.

He likes scented lube.

He's also pretty affectionate but not like handsy.

Idk why but I feel like he also likes to be dominated?

I feel like it'd be really easy to make him cry.

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mochilici0us · 4 years

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One New Message | jjk (4)

➳ 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: angst, thriller, stalker au

➳ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: Skye realizes she has to deal with a ruthless stalker when the messages she’s constantly receiving are getting more and more threatening. A stalker that makes her recall memories of the past she swore she would never rake up again

➳ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 2,5k

prologue, part one, part two, part three, part four

April 2013

''Skye can you pass me the milk please?'' my father kindly requests while we enjoy our breakfast. They enjoy to be exact. I can hardly take part in their conversation, my mind is away.

My eyes can't stop following her skinnier, exhausted figure moving from the kitchen to the dining haul and serving breakfast.

Something's up these days, she avoids eye contact with me at all costs, we haven't even talked properly. She's acting cold towards me just muttering a few weak goodmornings and goodnights. Yeah, those are the only words I've exchanged with my ''best friend'', not even a little talk to catch up with each other's news.

''Ruby can you fetch me some honey?'' my mother yells so that Ruby listens from the kitchen. A few seconds after she appears holding a jar of honey. Even her walk is stiff, I'm genuinely concerned about her health.

''Here you are'' I'm sure she can feel my burning gaze as she leaves the honey on the table and finally after a week our eyes meet.

Shit, she looks so pale, dark circles under her red eyes, chipped lips, I can even practically see her facial bones. To my surprise she doesn't look annoyed or angry. She just glances at me tiredly, as if she had quit living.

My piercing gaze on the other hand is anything but calm and sympathetic. She's clearly sick, something's eating her alive and instead of sharing her concerns with me she stays away?

Our eye contact lasts only for a few seconds but it's strong enough to show my restrained rage.

She realizes it immediately, averts her gaze and leaves like the coward she is.

''This weekend I'm leaving on an unexpected business trip'' my father announces and takes a sip of his coffee right after

''Again? You were on a business trip last week'' my mother fires back

''Do you think it's up to me? For your information I'd rather stay home and relax with my family''

''I don't mean it's your fault I just...''

''You make me feel terrible every time I have to tell you about a businesstrip. I can't talk to my family without restrictions anymore Christen''

''Ok I'm sorry don't get mad'' my mother lowers her eyes and apologises quickly before my father gets more angry.

Sometimes I admire my dad. He's so manipulative but not in a bossy way, he always prevails upon my mother with sensible arguments, voice laced with sweetness.

He's so diplomatic, no doubt he has built such a great career

''Darling why are you not eating?'' my mother remarks as I fiddle with the spoon. The bowl of granola cereals is untouched.

''I have no appetite. I have to go to school anyway, I'm late'' I pretendto study my watch and stand up

''Do you want me to come with you?'' my father suggests

''Nο it's ok I can walk''

''Skye are you sure everything's ok?'' I hear my mother's voice as I head towards the living room to grab my backpack.

''I'm fine mum I just didn't sleep well. See you later''

As I'm about to exit alone Ruby appears out of nowhere. Her body posture screams nervousness.

''You didn't eat your breakfast'' she speaks quietly biting her already chopped lips

She's been avoiding me for a week and now she pretends to be a thoughtful friend. She made me feel depressed, cry myself to sleep thinking what the hell I did wrong and now she plays dumb?

I just stay still without answering, my intense eyes glued to her wandering ones. She doesn't even dare to look at my eyes.

She clears her throat ''Here''she takes a fresh hand-made sandwich out of her pocket and extends her hand. I eye her hand without moving an inch.

''You can eat it instead. You look like a sceleton'' I spit my venom and walk out of my house without sparing her a glance.

It was too late when I realized what I had said.

''I love spaghetti but my mother never cooks. My dad says she cooks terrible but that's a secret'' Grace's friend Lisa whispers and pretends to seal her lips. She's so cute.

''Don't worry your secret is safe''

She nods and digs into her food again. Under other circumstances I wouldn't have cooked but today Susan picked up both Grace and Lisa so I couldn't disoblige her. Her puppy eyes gave me enough courage to get up and cook even though I'm still in a cast.

The three of us are sitting in the dining table and enjoying my home-made bolognese spaghetti. I was never good at cooking, I couldn't cook to save my life to be exact but I had to learn how for Grace. So I practiced and practiced till I reached my goal, I didn't want to become the new master chef, just learn how to cook some basic things so that Grace eats home-made food. In the beginning I would constantly fail but practice makes perfect.

''Eat your veggies as well girls'' I gesture at the bowl of salad.

They both nod like good girls and do as I say. They're so freaking adorable. Lisa has short black hair with bangs and chocolate brown eyes. She's small but taller than Grace. She comes by often, most of the times I pick her up from school as well since Grace and her are classmates.

Her favorite foods are spaghetti, steak with baby potatoes and vegetable fried rice. Let's not forget my signature fruit smoothie which I always serve with vanilla frosting cupcakes.

We always sit and eat together, exchanging news, telling jokes. I really enjoy their interactions, they look like two tiny dumplings.

"What did you do in school today?" I ask intertwining my fingers

"We drew our dream gardens, mine has a huge swimming pool" Lisa hurries to answer

"Mine has a plenty of colorful flowers and a big telescope on the center to admire the stars. And the Sky. Sky as we say Skye" Grace jokes shyly, puffing her flushed cheeks. Lisa bursts into a laughter once she gets the joke.

"Good one Grace" I wink at my little sister who resembles a puppy waiting for a praise.

After a while we're finally done with the food. I really missed cooking and eating my own food, Susan cooks pretty decently as well but I was craving so bad for some of my spaghetti.

''Did you enjoy your meal girls?'' I eye the empty plates

''Yeah!''they both cheer

''Go to play now while I prepare your fruits''

The two small kitties obey and walk towards the room wiggling their small butts. I can't help but chuckle at them.

My eyes land on the dirty dining table as I sigh disappointed, washing the dishes is definitely the worst part of cooking and eating. No matter how much I enjoy preparing food and trying new recipes, the process of cleaning after is terrible. I'm going to wash the dishes later I think and slowly proceed to my big kitchen to cut fruits for the girls, my hands holding the crutches tight.

Being on my feet isn't the best idea whatsoever but tomorrow I'm having my cast removed so my ankle is pretty much healed.

I go for strawberries, bananas and pears and also pick two colorful bowls.

As I already mentioned tomorrow I'm having my cast removed. My stomach twitches in anticipation. Will he be there? Two weeks have passed but I still find myself thinking of him before sleeping even though the picture of him is blurry and distant. Just a memory, a distant picture of him is enough to keep me up at night...

I brush away these thoughts and throw the fruits into the bowls, adding some honey on top and voila! A quick and healthy sweet fruit salad.

"Girls come on" I yell and wait for the two little ones to arrive, trying to distract my mind from unwanted thoughts.

What I know for sure is that tomorrow is a big day....

"You're finally able to walk again, I'm so happy'' Susan cheers and hugs me tight as we exit the hospital. Unfortunately I didn't have my cast removed by the pretty doctor, he didn't even appear to be exact.

Disappointed but not suprised

The young cute nurse was there though, she recognized me and even greeted me, I was THIS close to ask about him but my pride didn't allow me.

''How are you feeling?'' Her hand strokes my back

''Weird'' I respond eyeing my healed ankle ''I was used to walking on crutches''

Indeed last 2 weeks I would only walk using my crutches, they had become a part of my routine. I certainly feel better now though, well-rested,healthy, ready to return to reality.

''Let's go, I'm treating you to brunch.. There are so many things we have to catch up on after''

''W-what do you mean?'' I stutter scared because I have a feeling that I already know her answer

''Shopping therapy of course''

Oh no...

''Susan are you kidding I just removed my cast''

''Sweetheart you know I wouldn't drag you along unless I had a reason. Next Tuesday is Yoongi's birthday party, we have to get our outfits''

''Yoongi's birthday...'' I scratch my sculpt looking at her sheepishly''I totally forgot, I'm sorry''

''It's ok, you're coming anyway''

''What about-''

''Taehyung's gonna take care of your sister don't worry'' she cuts me off as if she had read my thoughts

I nod, it's rude to deny the invitation

''Yoongi's friends are really handsome and some of them are single so don't think you're getting off. We have to find a cute outfit for you as well... now let's eat'' I roll my eyes but agree rubbing my stomach that hasn't stopped rumbling and finally get in her car .

''It's stunning'' I examine the purple midi dress Susan's holding. The material is silk, it appears glamorous, expensive and the embellished straps detail completes the look.

''Should I try it on?'' she hesitates

''Of course, purple looks amazing on you'' That's true, the contrast between her ginger hair, green eyes and the purple colour is definitely unique. Purple flatters every single of her characteristics.

''Let's find something for you'' her eyes wander around the store

''I gained weight these days so I should go for something baggy''

''No Skye, you should go for something sexy yet sick that emphasizes your cleavage. Your boobs got bigger, thankfully'' she whispers the last word and rolls her eyes

''Susan'' I whisper yell covering my breasts with my hands ''Did they?'' I rethink my friend's comment. Indeed I've noticed a slight development. This whole weight gaining story had a positive result at least.

Once I realise where my hands are and how the rest of the customers look at me probably thinking I'm a horny pervert I instantly lower them and grab the first dress I lay my eyes on.

''This one is perfect yes'' Susan practically runs towards me ''It's very elegant and the lace detail makes it sensual. You're definitely trying it on''

I take a closer look at the dress I picked out on random. It's certainly cute, off shoulder, midi, black with lace but tight as hell

''Isn't it way too tight? I think it's gonna accentuate every single bloated part of my body''

''Try it out you have nothing to lose. Besides the party is in 5 days, you have plenty of time to search for a dress''

''There's no way I'm going through this again. It's either today or I'm coming wearing my Pjs'' I announce and make my way to the fitting rooms determined. I can hear Susan mumbling a few curses, probably blaming me for being grumpy and stubborn.

''Excuse me'' an assistant approaches us

''There's only one fitting room available. I'm afraid you have to wait for a while''

''No problem, Susan you go first''

''Are you sure?''

I nod and sit in the comfortable blue chair that matches the rest of the decoration and furnishings of the store.

This showroom is excellently designed, the minimal yet eccentric blue décor casts an air of originality as the majority of stores follow a consistent pattern. No wonder it's Susan's favorite showroom, modern decor, excellent service and the clothing here is feminine, figure-friendly just like the dress I'm holding.

I'm so absorbed in gaping at the interior decoration that I don't notice my friend standing in front of me.

''Hey, earth to Skye'' she wiggles her fingers in front of my face

''Sorry'' I take my time studying her figure. ''I really like it. It's ideal for your body type and the colour is gorgeous''

The violet silk dress looks perfect on her, the semi tight fit shows up her toned silhouette, the swarovski embellished spaghetti straps together with the V neck flaunt her beautiful collarbones.

''I think it looks lovely too'' the cheerful, helpful assistant comments

''Yeah I like it'' she stares at the mirror

''You can use that fitting room'' the girl gestures at an empty room smiling. How are they always so kind and happy?''It's free now''

''Thank you'' I smile back and give a long sigh standing up from the soft chair.

Reluctantly I undress myself and wear the cute midi dress. It's tight but not as much as I expected. Well it's not that bad after all, I still need Susan's opinion though and a closer look in the big mirror. A few seconds later I'm out and heading for the mirror.

''Wow'' Susan talks ''It looks... stunning''

The dress hugs my body flawlessly, emphazising my curves. The off-shoulder design is very cute but sexy at the same time because my cleavage is shown off perfectly and I'm not even wearing a push up bra. I never thought I'd look that attractive in a dress.

''It fits you like a dream. You're definitely buying it'' Susan insistsand the assistant agrees

It's elegant yet sexy. Sexy in a non provocative way since it shows off only the right places.

''I think I'm getting this one'' I finally decide and Susan winks excitedly

''Hurry up we have to go for heels as well''

''Heels? Ha'' A humorless laugh leaves my lips

''You're laughing? What are you planning to wear with this dress then?'' she crosses her arms.

Her question catches me off guard but I act cool ''Flats? I don't care, anything but heels''

She laughs sarcastic lifting a shaped eyebrow ''Flats? If you plan to wear flat shoes on my husband's party I inform you that you're not invited''

I simply pout, my eyes pleading for mercy

''Come on Skye it's a party, a bussines kinda party you don't have to walk or dance. You can deal with heels under these circumstances I'm sure''

''Okay'' I sigh defeated meeting her gaze. There's no point in agruing, she's right I need heels with the apparel I chose.

''Hurry up then'' she scolds and enters the fitting room.

Have I mentioned how much I hate shopping with my best friend?

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 4 years

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If i had to pick an American Cookie that can be bought in the store today, hands down it would be this one.

Living in New Mexico for 20 years, i rarely see a black person. I can go 785 days without seeing an African American. Because i have.

So, it's shocking to go to Arkansas or even Oklahoma and see large groups of Black People and i stare. I don't forget they exist due to the internet.. But I never see them so it's like visiting Mount Rushmore or the Grand Canyon. Its this natural amazing marvel. And I just stare usually with my jaw dropped like some social retard. Which I'm not typically. And Hey -- I'm not the only New Mexican that does that shit. We simply have a serious minority of African Americans here. I understand places like Mississippi don't think they're a minority. But if i can leave my house every day and not see a African American, then you're a minority. Just as in higher areas of African American Domination, i like to call it, there isn't many Latina or Hispanic or Mexicans as there are here. In Mississippi, they're a minority and here they're all "bitch we rule this shit! We own New Mexico!"

So due to actual minority being true of African Americans (in the 90s i picked it because it was always claimed officially so I just accepted as NYC is a huge vast mix of all kinds of culture. I figured they actually went out and counted them. But i wanted to explain to those whom don't travel and don't experience life in other places in the United States.

So in the 90s the Harringtons and I and as he preferred to be called, Captain Negro, his super hero name. Captain Negro del ela Ponte if you wanted to get legal about it. Decided to pick an "American Cookie" we could easily purchase for Sunday nights. And of course it had to be absolutely perfect.

"Taste Great but Look the Part as Touched by a negros heart and soul" said Captain Negroponte as I called him or Captain Negro Party or Captain Negro Parte especially when i didn't know how to explain something.

I tell you. I've always been smart. Miss Leena always hides and plays dumb and just tells history. But to compare and contrast and make analogies i truly learned from this man whom was my English Compilation Teacher, a True Super Hero.

For the cookie experiment. I talked to Miss Leena but she wouldn't explain. She just gave me the type of cookie and told me I would know what to do.

William Harrington said, "I dont know to me a cookie is just a cookie and my wife makes them great!"

And Willingima. we called her, Harrington, at the (jokingly) threat of our own lives said she did not know either she just had to bake she had said as when quietly embroidered under the table a gift for the Captain Hero's family.

So he came over and we told him and his eyes lit up and he was bouncing around with excitement at the table. "So the cookies are.... But I sure don't know how to explain anything but the chocolate"

"Okay explain me"

I did

"And these are just regular old fashioned chocolate chip, not chocolate on chocolate dough or white chocolate chip?"

"I could ask miss leena but im sure it's the old fashioned."

"Lets call her"

She said that the Chocolate dough (black/dark brown dough) with white chocolate chips would be An African cookie -- for their culture here in America and in actually Africa.

So we were all at the phone all listening in, the phone turned all the way up. Now this is the 90s wall phone no speaker phone ability.

So Captain Negroponte told me back at the table, "so you know the old fashioned. Idk why she wouldn't explain the chocolate on chocolate because of the two different browns. But you know I'll stay out of it. I think i do know the sugar but let me just check. What did she say on the phone to you when she called?"

"Well she called just out of the blue. Asked for Sabrina and i thought she was asleep and so i said she was as she hadn't came down (stairs -- our bedrooms were up and i was just living there For the summer or however long until i had to go back to work into the city i moved out October 9, 1991 due to riots in Brooklyn because i had to go help as i spoke about this last week. Officially moved in July 4th of the same year) and she said and i quote "well just tell sabrina this, that i called and she needs to do a cookie experiment. A white old fashioned cookie of chocolate chip flavor and a sugar cookie. She should know what to do with all of your help" she sounded old and she said her husband wasn't home and she was just resting. So i said "well ill let you go" and she said no and wanted to know all about our enterprise feeding the Street neighborhood kids and asked about money and she said "well Sabrina can help" do you -- do you have money? I sure am tired of eating hot dogs myself. This is getting expensive! I mean for us"

I replied "i do have some... Ill talk to Steve to see what we should do and how much and the best way to go about this"

"No now you seem nervous and she said you have a lot"

"Billions" she said the same time I said "millions"

"And you said some.. You said what? What you got now hon?"

"You said I'm a billionaire and i wouldn't ever lie to anyone but Steve explained to me, hes my lawyer, he said that i needed not to explain how rich i am but if someone needed money I'm to say i only have one million dollars and that is it. And i said "but that is a lie!" And he said "but no it is not not when I'm not allowing you to give out more than thousands without my approval" and i was mad!!! But in the end i saw what Steve said i should see. Its dangerous to advertise how rich i am"

"Bull shit! We probably have the richest girl in the world here sitting at our table and im telling her to penny pinch! Babe! We're having steaks next week! Put that on the list!"

"I'll pay you guys all back!"

"No!" "No!" "No!"

"No. Yes i mean i know you all did it from the goodness of your hearts but you shouldn't suffer. And i didn't realize that you were. I mean i thought you just wanted to eat hot dogs. I didn't know there was any difference"

"Blah!"

"So what I'll do. Because Steve said I'm allowed up to thousands and you're still in hundreds last i checked. $991 for the last three weeks for the entire house budget. So I'll at least double that and give Captain Nero the same. For the time y'all have spent working and then what i meant i would have to talk to Steve is that I would have to design a plan for the future. What he's talked about is supplying a credit card with a limit capable of exceeding the design purchases. So like if you need $900,000 a month then the credit card would allow $1 million. That's what hes explained to me. Then he would supply 12 blank checks for the year then all you would do is call the number on the back of the card once monthly to find out the balance and get the address, write the check and then mail it to the credit card company. Easy as that. He would get the bills to look over to see you're not scamming me. Then he can stop payment on the rest of the checks if you are and cancel the card. That goes for everyone. So for this i think that is what he would pick. It sounds simple. Of course, I don't pay bills or anything like that. Steve always handles it for me. But I'll still have to talk to Steve to get that program under way. And I'll make sure he pays you and you and of course you for past supplies and your time"

So they agreed to the extra payment but wanted to do work free. Mrs Harrington got $15 per day for taking care of me. And still does although she doesn't take care of me anymore, her influence still lives within me and is what made me who I truly am today.

If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't ever asked criminals how they wanted their ending to be. I would have ripped them off the streets and tortured them one by one ripping off pieces of their body while injected with a chemical that made them highly alert and aware of what was happening. For 6 years and 600 days. Them never knowing when it would be the day to lose something they deemed important.

Instead of dungeons and torture chambers, they have a chance at luxury and happiness.

Those asking for death instead have a right to live in peace and make their amends and do as they need. The miserable are killed first to stop their pain and suffering. 72 wanted vacation before. They got that.

If it wasn't for the Harringtons and Captain Negro, never would that occurred.

They saved a wretch like me and in turn, I saved those worst than me. As Jesus would. She taught me all about the belief of Jesus and who they believed he was

Over Captain Harrington's right shoulder was a cross with me looking down or asleep. They eyes were closed. I felt it was the most accurate representation of me. It even had lumps on it's chest. And I always felt so much responsibility. She believed the Unorthodox Jewish ways with a Catholic overcoat. She was non-religious before marriage so she had a mix of views and dabble in all spirits of religion. Also, the occult.

So when her cheeks were pink and her bright blue eyes lit up, and she told me about Jesus. I always prayed to the Lord in Hevaen that I would live up to her expectations.

And often I would look at that cross and feel the thorns cutting into my forehead. "I hope we can do it. Change the world as expected" I would say.

There were times i would take it off the wall "i feel Jesus should watch some T.V., too" i didn't want to say who i was. Mrs Harrington thought i felt that crown of thorns because Jesus was telling me that i knew things and i should act. Of course I didn't really know who I was, either, at first. Mommy thought it was too much but Daddy told me and said I should keep it secret. But I could tell who or what I want. So I decided to honor mommy and not say. But incorporate Jesus since he was such a big part of Catholicism and decor in the house, daddy said that would make Jesus alive in the house and keep my secret. But allow my full powers to bloom.

And it worked.

So Captain Negroponte said that day that he kept getting questions from one particular kid as tall as me about White Supremacy and how his family taught him that all white people were bad and "only play with nigger kids" so he was certain he knew how to explain the white sugar cookie as long as i could do "the chocolate chip without fail then it would all be good and life would be perfect for this particular child"

"I can. I know just what to do. It will be perfect"

"Okay don't tell me. I dont want to hear until that day"

So he left with a bounce and his eyes glittery. His soul full of tears for this young man, looking back where he left all his hope and faith, walked down the short dark hall and into the sunlight of a cool brisk Saturday afternoon.

"Hey now i might need some help. I know i need to show the white dough and then how it tans when baked. I got that talking to her on the phone"

"Well she didn't say --"

"She said Bake. And i was transformed back into her kitchen and had a white plastic bowl which i put into the oven -- it was empty and out it came a clay not crystal like ours but ceramic Brown bowl with the white inside. So i know what to say about White people tanning to make 2 races so we all have to support the black"

"You you get!! So not all white people are the same!!! Good good!!"

"Shew! Thank you! So I was at the kitchen in the sink.. I mean -- i said that backwards -- so anyway I'm in the kitchen and i see the silver sink and the bowl appears before my eyes and suddenly im holding it in my hands and i went to hand the phone to you as i tried to hand the bowl to her in my standing hands and she didn't sound old like she did in the phone, she sounded very young and sing song. And she said "no the children" so what we have to do is give the bowl to each of the children and let them mix it themselves. That will help white supremacy in however that means. So then the black kids all add the chocolate chips. And then when we bake. That will represent the Muslims that i used to help when in was younger and who framed me to be as i am today. But the kids don't all know that so it will represent all the darker but lighter skin than black you know like Puerto Riccans and Vietnamese and Chinese and all those sorts of people and how the African Americans have inserted their "language" into us to make the world such an amazing place. Without them we wouldn't be the cookie we are today here in 1991. Isn't that right, Jesus?"

"Oh don't look at him so harsh. What do you need me to do?"

"Bake the cookies. At the start we will mix then he will tell a story then we will do the baking. We can do two days in a row or we can help you here in the kitchen. Megan and i can take turns like we always do and so if we wanted to spread the word for two weeks since its getting so cold, we can start in the afternoon instead of dusk. And do the two different cookies the same time -- No i mean in the ssme day"

"Okay that could work. We will just let Captain Nero know and I'm sure he could come up with two great stories to pass the time. And you will pay?"

"Oh yes. Yes of course. And when I talk to Steve I'll ensure Miss Harriet Tubman is getting her cut although she always paid on her own and said she was on solid woman and could make it doing all she pleased, her husband is still working. But he's a police sergeant so I know its not for money. But she could buy her something nice with his pension."

"Pension?"

"Oh he has two. He works a lot. One thinks she's like 80 and the other 102 or 103 i think it is. So one will be cut surely i assume. She said she doesn't think she can make it to 120 without them getting onto her"

"And his paycheck?"

"Oh he donates it to science. They own their own trailer and car and BBQ"

"BBQ?"

"BBQ Grill. Of course though if i gave her money she would probably just clothes the whole entire neighborhood. I'll ask Steve if thats what she wants or that i could do. She said that was the only thing she had left in life to apply for. I guess she always knew i had money thats why she gave me the evil eye. She always provides them gloves in the winter -- except she buys them in the summer when they're cheaper and puts them in a box to save them till it gets cold again. I tell you. She is smart. So about these sugar cookies. I sure hope it works. It seems the opposite of what we set out to do. All white with beautiful crystals on top. She said to make them look so worthwhile and be as perfect as possible..."

So while the White Supremacist cookie is after all just a cookie that we used to explain to a child that was deeply courageous to learn more and actually educated his parents and they hugged me with forgiveness, myself being white.

I have explained the example. And to further educate, the Sugar Cookie in all other reality when not used for a demonstrations, is just a cookie we bake when we have no other additives.

But as Captain Negro (you may call him Captain Nero as Mrs Harrington would as she refused to "see" any color other than the colors of the rainbow") explained we should always try to find something good to add to something that is empty of extras. Be it fruit from like the Garden of Eden or be it nuts or seeds like Big Bird from Sesame Street, prefers, we should always fill our life and our cookies with as much goodness as possible. But some days, he said, some days its okay to have just a plain ole bit of sugar. As long as it's full of love and not hate.

So please do enjoy your plain white sugar cookies that are made with love. Black Panthers nor "all" white people do not encourage prejudice -- even if it's just against a cookie.

God bless us.

So we picked for our "American Cookie" the cookie below: because of the way it looks and the way it tastes. I encourage you to buy some today. As you can see the chocolate chips are hidden just as African American Heritage is hidden. And when we take a bite a beautiful explosion of chocolate erupts and elivenes our spirits.

And to top the cookie off, all of this occurs inside. Hidden away. Just like our souls are.

Thank you for listening. If these people could touch you just one percent how much they changed my life and gave me love and education and pride and so much faith in other people. Then you will be so better off

I hope you allow them to touch your souls.

Now here is the cookie you all have been waiting for:

We would laugh. And call it the "Soft Bitch" we may be going hard and fighting loud but we always have time for a tear, a hand to hold, a face to hug.

Because this is The United States of America. And she ain't all that bad. Not her citizens. Her government. Yes. But her citizens are blessed by her rich history of which she had no control over.

The American Cookie. A brown cookie, like a white person tans with perfect pieces of Black African American heart and soul baked in. Cookies of the United States of America. I always called them "American Cookies" We even had kids sit and mix up chocolate chip dough from scratch, each child getting to mix and have an ingredient added while they mixed. They all got to see the raw dough was White. Then They were baked with love by Momma Harrington and they came out tan. Like white people do in the sun. So they could see for certain how the African American were and are in the souls and minds of white people. And how without the African American pieces of love they were not complete. To prove this we made cookies without the chips and they were bland. "But What about White Supremacy? Because that was just America without us. But What about how they think?" I was asked. "I guess we could try Sugar Cookies then and see what happens. So we made beautiful sugar cookies with sugar crystals on top. Thank God our Black Panther Leader knew the words because i was at a loss.

"We all mixed and made those cookies. We saw what was in them! Sugar! We made them appeasing to the eye and different looking and more special looking than an old Chocolate Chip with those crystals. But those crystals?!? They ain't nothing. We got them in chocolate chip and that is all they put in the White Mass cookies. Then we sprinkled a little on top to make them look clean and beautiful like a real treasure. But the Treasure is Truth!!! They're missing the real thing! Sure they look beautiful especially in the sun, the crystals reflecting the lights all over but those crystals are Blinding us to the Truth!!! They are all a fraud!! But go ahead, eat them. I would too. White supremacist and all. Now let's growl!!"

Reminder Established in 1991:

Miss Leena has a different fund called ""Harriet Tubman's Self Worth Working Still Today" and she has 778 users of my funds whom also feed the people of their neighborhood and streets. They do collard greens, steak and potatoes soup daily. Saturday and Sunday add hot dogs and Sunday Morning they do their African American Heritage Stories. Of course 68% are certified Black Panthers as well but no one has to pledge to an organization to feed children with love m they just follow their hearts.

The account labeled "Black Panther Food Allocation - For the Street Kids" 962 people across the globe do this on their personal streets nightly. Feed kids collard greens, hot dogs and/or hamburgers (with cheese and iceberg lettuce, tomato, onions, relish and so on). And on Sundays tell the stories of Black American Leaders that intended to destroy prejudice and mistreatment and succeeded and the listeners all get cookies.

Of course I bought the secret Cookie to represent our Nation. The United States of America.

The United States was founded officially on July 4, 1776.

Due to this i requested our policy be to employ no more than 77% of African American and no less than 76% the remaining percent be of at least 4 different shades of white.

We start at $18 per hour as that is the adult age in the USA to represent freedom. We employ 2020 in each factory setting arena.

Then we changed the recipe, to take out the lumps. To promise a better and smoother future for all.

The Original cookie to represent the past is gone is pictured on the box as well as an elf. It is not misrepresentation of what is inside, unless you expected to find an elf as well. In no way is there any identifying words that says that is the what the cookie looks like inside. But it is the Original cookie artwork packaging as i bought it in 1991.

We have been sued over the artwork not representing the contents. Once i sued myself and won. I got good game. Y'all. Persuaded everyone to see it my way! It was a mock trial. And so it was to prepare for a real trial which did occur and we did win. We simply told the truth of our packaging and said we were not ready to reveal it. It was 2007 and we hadn't done a full reveal since 1991 and so why not leave us alone as we couldn't promise the change?!?!

We did word of mouth and some soft T.V. programming to indicate it. But never The full storey as I have today in pulic.

So again here is the Original cookie it did actually look like but did crumble more -- we kept that chocolate chip explosion. But bake them twice to have an outer coating of smoothness.

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text: raquel ⇄ charlie

Raquel: note to self and to you: best steak dinner really is at maestros. Even if it was like really expensive.

Charlie: was that just a note or just a way to tell me we're going there at some point?

Raquel: no, I don't want to go there ever again. It's way too stuck up and it's like every table has people whose life mission is to be an asshole. Really I just thought I'm here and my mom is probably going to pay the bill so why not go for the 100 dollar steak

Raquel: but then she said we should split the bill. So I guess my plan backfired in a way.

Charlie: sounds like that place is filled with people like your mother, for example

Charlie: i'm sorry for the 100 dollars steak, btw

Charlie: i'm just asking this because i have to, but you don't have to answer. do you want to talk about your dinner with your mom?

Raquel: yep all the reptilian people with no souls go there.

Raquel: it's okay. But maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I could get like a to go order of that just so that you could try it.

Raquel: I don't know. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel.

Raquel: it's like no matter what I do, I'm not good enough. It's like she just can't be happy for me. And she always has an opinion on something and I know she is my mom and I have tried so hard being a good daughter and a good person and no matter what it doesn't matter because the bar she sets just keeps on moving. I don't know what to do.

Raquel: and her personal opinions are all completely wrong. I don't know how I came from a person like that or how one person can just be so frustrating. And how can I still want her in my life? It's crazy. But she's my mom.

Charlie: we can go and get steaks for less money and do them at home, babe

Charlie: am i allowed to say she's a shithead?

Charlie: what did she say? what does she want from you now?

Raquel: I would be completely okay with that. The less interaction with that restaurant the better. I was surprised they even let me in.

Raquel: Other than saying she wants to be a part of my life I don't know. She thinks she has a right to have an opinion on everything I do and what my life should look like and I just can't stand it. And I know I'm crazy for wanting her attention and approval but she's all i have other than you.

Raquel: maybe I was better off not having her in my life.

Charlie: yeah, we better not go to a place where the reptilians meet.

Charlie: who cares about that? you're on your way to making it big and you're happy, that's what matters. you shouldn't really care about what she thinks.

Charlie: look, i've been lucky in the parents department and i'm glad neither of them was like yours, but shit, i haven't met her and i don't like her.

Charlie: maybe, but that's up to you. don't people say that family is not necessarily the people who share your blood?

Raquel: promise that if I ever get even a tiny bit diva like that you'll tell me and make sure I never become "that" person.

Raquel: I'm extremely happy. You make me happier than I have been in so long.

Raquel: trust me you aren't winning any points from her either. But that's the one thing I told her I do not care about

Raquel: I guess you're right, that is what they say.

Charlie: i'll tell you and if i have to snap you out of it, i will. i won't let you become your mother

Charlie: you're welcome. you make me really happy too and it's been a while since i was this happy, babe.

Charlie: wait, what do you mean with that? did you tell her about me?

Raquel: Thank you.

Raquel: well good because I plan on making you happy all the time.

Raquel: She asked about Nathan so yeah I told her about you.

Charlie: i like the sound of that. i intend of doing the same

Charlie: so i guess she doesn't like the idea of you being with a poor bartender while you could have Nathan as your fancy boyfriend, right?

Raquel: please don't do that. You're so much more than just a bartender. You're a future business owner and you know i don't care about Nathan. I don't care about money and yeah nathan had a lot of it but that didn't make me happy. My mom is materialistic and vain. Of course she wants me with Nathan, but none of that matters.

Charlie: i know you don't care about the money and shit, but that's what i am right now. i'm broke, i'm a bartender and until i get my chance to get a business that's what i'll be.

Charlie: but i appreciate you telling me i'm more than that and all that shit doesn't matter, i really do

Raquel: I just don't want you thinking that's what I see you as because I don't.

Raquel: did you ever think money did matter to me?

Charlie: i don't think that.

Charlie: nah, money is a nice plus but i never pegged you for that kind of girl. otherwise you'd be with Nathan and not with me, not even like the way we are right now

Raquel: what does that mean? Even the way we are now?

Charlie: we're still lowkey because you haven't broken up with him, right? unless... you did and i didn't get the signs, which wouldn't surprise me.

Raquel: babe, I broke up with Nathan a while ago. I told you I'm all yours and I didn't just mean that emotionally. I meant that completely. There's no more hiding this.

Charlie: are you serious? like, you're being serious right now?

Charlie: now i feel dumb for not seeing the signs.

Raquel: I thought you had already picked up on it.

Raquel: I thought that's why you told me what you did.

Raquel: you're really cute when you're clueless. i just want you to know that.

Raquel: wait so yesterday when we were at my house the whole time I was getting ready where did you think I was going?

Charlie: apparently, i didn't

Charlie: i don't think i'm cute when i'm clueless but thank you?

Charlie: until you mentioned it was with your mother, i was pretty sure you were going to have dinner with Nathan

Raquel: that explains a lot.

Raquel: you can stop thinking that now.

Raquel: You don't have to worry about me dating someone else now or about hiding what we have or about thinking I'm choosing someone over you because I chose you.

Charlie: so, now we don't have to hide, any ideas of where to go?

Raquel: is that your way of saying you want to show me off?

Charlie: that, bc i'm proud of you, and because i want to go out with you now we're not hiding anymore

Charlie: unless you want to take things slow, even if we fuck a lot already, which is the opposite of taking things slow

Raquel: I want to take things at whatever pace you want to take them. I am all for going out. I want to be the one to show you off.

Raquel: let's just do the whole slower thing when we're actually in the bedroom and even then we won't do that every time because most of the time I just need you.

Charlie: so i guess we're going out. are you free later? i have a night off so if you're also free we could, i don't know, grab dinner somewhere.

Charlie: babe, it's impossible for us to go slow in the bedroom, or i'm speaking for myself at least

Raquel: I actually have to work tonight :( how about after I come over to your place and we can just sleep. I have Sunday night free.

Raquel: It's not impossible. Maybe I just have to teach you how to go slow.

Charlie: :(

Charlie: that sounds like a good plan. you can spend the night here, i'd love that

Charlie: then we'll go out on Sunday. think about places you want to go, babe

Charlie: you think? because as much as you can teach me, you know i can't keep my hands to myself around you, and it happens to you too.

Raquel: me waking up next to you sounds like a great plan.

Raquel: I already know where I want to go but I won't tell you until then.

Raquel: I think there is a lot I can still teach you. Even if you can't keep your hands to yourself. I can keep my hands to myself but like the cheesy Selena Gomez song I could but why would I want to when I have the hottest, sexiest and most caring boyfriend?

Charlie: good. i'll stay home and finish one of the books with a drink in hand. if i fall asleep, you know where i keep my spare key

Charlie: oh, surprise me then

Charlie: oh really? what you have to teach me that i haven't taught you already?

Charlie: don't keep them to yourself on my account, you know i like it when you don't do it

Raquel: If I havent said it recently I am so proud of you for sticking with your reading. I'll try not to be too late but don't wait up.

Raquel: you'll be surprised on Sunday.

Raquel: There is a lot I have to teach you. Going slow is just one thing but I have to think of other things for my lesson plans.

Charlie: you say it every now and then, but you don't need to say it. thank you, and i'm very invested in this, which was your idea in first place and you encouraged me to go for it, so i have to thank you for that

Charlie: i'll probably be asleep by then, but i'll stay up for a bit anyways

Charlie: oh yeah? what can you teach me besides that? you can't teach me anything kinky because babe, i'm your teacher in that department

Raquel: I'd like to think that you would have come up with the same idea sooner or later. I just planted the seed earlier on.

Raquel: Just try not to stay up too late okay? I don't want you losing sleep over me.

Raquel: I don't know. You're amazing in the sex department like the best I've ever had but that doesn't mean you know it all. There have to be a few things that you haven't tried yet and want to do with me.

Charlie: still, thank you for doing that. you're so supportive and no one has been that since i arrived here

Charlie: yes ma'am

Charlie: you're welcome for the mindblowing sex, babe

Charlie: then make a list. that will be our kinky list and we'll do all of that

Raquel: well it's not like you aren't supportive of my dreams. It takes a lot for someone to not just say that I'm the millionth girl in la that wants to make acting dreams happen but instead of you blowing that off you actually support me.

Raquel: careful. I actually might start liking the ma'am thing even if it's new.

Raquel: as if my orgasm wasn't enough of a you're welcome.

Raquel: all of it and I can't be the only one adding to that list. And second: the only restriction is no other people. There's no way I'm sharing you. Someone might get clingy.

Charlie: you may be the millionth girl in LA who wants to be an actress, but let me tell you something. you're good and you're really determined, so if someone tells you that, they suck balls

Charlie: add it to the kinky list then.

Charlie: i'll be adding things too. i mean, i'm pretty sure there are kinky things we haven't done yet.

Charlie: i wasn't thinking of having any threesome or anything and sharing you with other people, but that's a good rule to add. that would be too much even for me, and that comes from me. no, i'm not sharing you either.

Raquel: you keep talking like that and you might not need to wait until morning for sex

Raquel: maybe I will. I can go full on dominatrix.

Raquel: there have to be but I guess when I have let you do so much it's hard to think of what else I can let you do to me.

Raquel: so there's no weird voyeurism kink? You din't want to like watch some other guy have sex with me or something weird?

Charlie: so we could have sleepy sex in the middle of the night? then i'm going to bed early, just in case

Charlie: that's something i'd like to see, bring it on.

Charlie: there must be something, we just have to think of what we've done and what we haven't.

Charlie: i won't deny that seeing you with another woman wouldn't turn me on, but i would probably get jealous at some point, so i think i pass

Raquel: lol maybe. Rest up Tiger, I'm keeping you up all night.

Raquel: as long as I don't have to wear actual leather or pleather.

Raquel: i want a lot of things actually. But it looks like I'm going to be doing a bit of online shopping.

Raquel: another woman? It can still be a fantasy for you. What am I doing in this fantasy and why does it have to be a woman?

Charlie: my neighbors are going to kill me if we have loud sex in the middle of the night... not that i care

Charlie: you could wear a garbage bag and you'd look hot

Charlie: online shopping? now i'm curious

Charlie: i don't know, it was a hot fantasy i woke up to a few weeks after we met. one in which you're making out with one. then you were naked, and then you were fucking her.

Charlie: still, i have no intentions of sharing you with no one, not even a woman.

Raquel: well it's a good thing I don't care about your neighbors at all. This should remind her that you're mine.

Raquel: well garbage bags aren't really what dominatrixes wear so I have to actually get into character babe.

Raquel: mhmm. I want vibrators and a swing and whatever else just magically ends up in my cart.

Raquel: you were having fantasies about me weeks after we met?

Raquel: you totally had a crush on me.

Raquel: good thing I don't want anyone else. You're mine and I'm not afraid to admit that sometimes I get jealous.

Charlie: she should know that already at this point from all the noise we make when we fuck

Charlie: get whatever you want, babe. you'd look hot with everything you choose to wear.

Charlie: you want a sex swing? where would we keep it, babe? are we getting a room for sex toys or what?

Charlie: hey, i was a horny fuckboy who only thought about sex. now i'm just a horny guy who thinks about sex most of the time.

Charlie: and i wasn't crushing, pls

Charlie: good, because i only want you and i can't wait to show you that while we're going out and in bed

Raquel: it doesn't hurt to keep reminding her.

Raquel: I haven't worked out the logistics of where everything would go but no I'm not getting a room just for toys. That would require actually moving.

Raquel: my reformed fuckboy who luckily gets sex most of the time he wants it.

Raquel: you totally were. You had a crush on me. It's okay to admit it.

Raquel: I already do see that. You have a job where you easily could look somewhere else. You have a hot neighbor who wants you. You didn't have to put up with all my crazy or with me being with Nathan. You waited for me and weren't with anyone else and I know it doesn't sound like a lot but it is because like you said you were different before and I know that's scary to think of how much you've changed and I wasn't saying that so that you could freak out. I was saying that because I know before I was insane and jealous and neurotic even but I know now that you only want me and I don't think you realize how much that means to me and I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep proving to you that you're the only person I want too.

Charlie: nope, it doesn't. in fact i love how we do that

Charlie: who do i have to thank because we're not getting our personal red room? because that would be creepy

Charlie: that happens because i know how to get it and because you want lots of sex too. i'm a lucky bastard.

Charlie: oh please, you were the one who had a crush on me, i was the one who wanted to get in your pants

Charlie: babe, it was worth it. you were worth that and more. i could have easily given up at some point, but i didn't because i knew there was something good at the end of it. and i waited and i don't regret it at all. you don't have to prove anything to me because you already did.

Raquel: the fact that you even know what the term red room is is a little scary. That isn't happening. We aren't like completely nymphomaniacs

Raquel: not my fault. I just think you're extremely good looking. Very lucky.

Raquel: No. I liked you, there is a difference. Crushing is like having fantasies and maybe even picturing us together but at the time I didn't really want that. I didn't want to get near you because I figured there was no way I wasn't just going to be a notch on your belt.

Raquel: we are in so much trouble with this love and romance thing.

Charlie: i don't live under a rock. but yeah, not happening. the toys will stay in the bedroom, like normal people has them

Charlie: oh, so it's mostly my face what gets me sex, huh?

Charlie: you can have a sexual fantasy and not have a crush on a person, babe. if that was true, then i'd have had a crush on every girl i had my eye on for a fuck, and trust me, that wasn't the case

Charlie: well, you knew how to work around that and look at us now.

Charlie: so you were trying to not have a crush on me, huh?

Charlie: yep, we've been so fucked up at this, or at least i'm speaking for myself

Raquel: either that or you've been overhearing lots of conversations from horny 40 year olds obsessed with their own Christian Grey.

Raquel: your eyes if I'm being completely honest.

Raquel: okay, true.

Raquel: I figured I'd get hurt in the end so yeah, I tried not having feelings for you. And even after we slept together I thought that that was it.

Raquel: nope, it looks like both of us weren't good at this to begin with but that's okay because the whole fairytale romance thing is overrated anyway.

Charlie: the day i looked him up on the internet bc a few ladies were talking about it while i was working... he's a piece of shit

Charlie: that's good to know

Charlie: well, it's a good thing you ended up having them

Charlie: yeah, that doesn't really exist, right? a relationship has its up and downs and nothing is perfect

Raquel: you and your research. Entitled rich guy with abusive tendencies along with being a full on rapist. Yeah, he's horrible. And unfortunately I know a few people who are him in training.

Raquel: a good thing only because it worked out for us in the end. Otherwise I would have had to stand by and watch you with any girl that gave you the eye.

Raquel: even now there might be ups and downs. I don't want it to be perfect. I just want us to keep working together and just not give up on each other like we did before.

Charlie: i regret looking it up. i have to admit i'm a kinky person, but as i said, that guy is a piece of shit.

Charlie: that would be awkward and i guess you didn't like to see me flirting with them. i guess you won't like it now, even if i do it for the tips

Charlie: it won't, i'm pretty sure. it doesn't have to be perfect and no, i won't give up like we did when we broke up. promise me you won't either

Raquel: you're kinky but you aren't abusive and you've never made me do something I haven't wanted to do. You're nothing like him.

Raquel: I understand why you would flirt but you're right. I don't have to like it. I just know that it's something that comes with your job. Just like how I hope you understand that what I want to do and that me becoming an actress can mean that sometimes I might have to kiss or pretend to be in love with someone else.

Raquel: I promise.

Charlie: i promise to not become that

Charlie: i do understand that. i won't exactly like it but i'll have to suck it up. besides, i know all of that will be fake and that i'll be the one getting all of that and more

Charlie: good

Charlie: going back to our kinky list, i came up with an idea i want to add, but i need to ask you something

Raquel: Oh, trust me. Just like how you said you wouldn't let me become my mom there's no way I'm letting you become anyone other than yourself.

Raquel: so you won't get jealous? Now even seeing me at work and maybe having to flirt too?

Raquel: okay. What do you have to ask?

Charlie: then we have a deal. we won't let the other become someone else.

Charlie: i can't promise anything yet, but i'll work on it. all i know is that i'm the one you kiss and fuck after all

Charlie: how do you feel about being filmed? like, when you're touching yourself or when you have sex

Raquel: not in a million years. You're stuck being the same person or at least growing with me and not regressing into a horrible human being.

Raquel: and I con promise that no matter what no matter who might like me you're the one person I want and the one person who I'll come home to every night.

Raquel: I don't know hot to answer that.

Raquel: I trust you and I know that we could but I have to keep my future in mind. Someone gets a hold of a sex tape and my career can be over before it even starts. It doesn't mean i don't want to. Do you really want to? What would you do with it? Just keep it?

Charlie: yes, ma'am

Charlie: i like the sound of that. i won't really know how will i feel when you kiss someone else, but that's your job, but all i know is that i'll be proud of you because you'll do a good job

Charlie: yeah, that would be unfortunate. i asked you because i know things like that could happen.

Charlie: well, i think it's hot and it would be good material for lonely nights, but that's up to you. i would never make you do something you don't want to, especially because your job could be in jeopardy if someone leaks it

Charlie: i would keep a copy to jerk off to it whenever you're off somewhere to film whatever gig you land. i would send you one too, but that's it.

Raquel: well I don't want to say hopefully you'll find out soon but I do have an audition in a week for a " Ex Machina meets Silicon Valley." indie film about love i mn the modern age. I don't even know what half of it means but I just know they want me to read for the lead.

Raquel: I know, and I love that you asked instead of just putting a camera in front of me when it was go time.

Raquel: lonely night? Are you already planning on having a lot of those? And what if there's a project that's for a long period of time? Would you stay here?

Charlie: sounds interesting, you'll do it great! do you have to leave LA or something?

Charlie: i could have already installed a camera, but no, i prefer to ask you first

Charlie: well, depends on what do you want. do you want me to go with you every time you get a movie, even if it's for a short period of time?

Raquel: Well the listing just said that it would film in various places but mostly in LA. They're sending me my reading tonight

Raquel: maybe you could install the camera, or whatever you want to record me on.

Raquel: I want you to do whatever you want to do. I just know that if i have to be gone for a long time that it'll be hard on me. I miss you when I have to go to work. How am I supposed to survive like weeks of filming sometimes? And that's if it's just a movie. What if I get like a tv show? I never want to leave la. I know that but maybe if it's for a short period of time leaving you to yourself would be a good thing. I just don't want to have to go weeks without seeing my boyfriend.

Charlie: nah, that's creepy. i'm not the kind of guy who install cameras to spy on girlfriends. if we do this, i want you to give me your full consent.

Charlie: if anything, i could film myself getting off and send you videos as an alternative, although that isn't the same.

Charlie: well, if it's not for longer than a day or two i could stay here, but if it's for longer i would definitely go with you. i'd miss you too.

Charlie: we have skype and facetime in case i can't go with you, but let's hope we don't have to use them often

Raquel: It's not like you have had many girlfriends but yes this is me saying we can do this but we have to be really careful.

Raquel: that wouldn't be the same thing and maybe that's more for like snapchat or something.

Raquel: really? A day or two is all you can go without me?

Raquel: how about I promise that if my shoots take longer than a week or two that I'll fly back somehow just to spend time with you. You'll never have to go without me for too long. And I'll always talk to you before I take a long job because we're a team and I can't just make decisions for the both of us.

Charlie: you get my point, but yeah. we have to be careful when we do this because the last thing i want to do is to ruin your career. this will be for personal uses, because i'm pretty sure we look hot as fuck while fucking and it's better than porn

Charlie: well, i'm down to send you videos of me masturbating on those nights when you're away, if that's what you want

Charlie: well, more or less. maybe three days or four

Charlie: that sounds fair. i mean, we'd have to talk about it like you said to see if it works for us, but yeah, we can do that

Raquel: okay we can do it even if I don't really understand because when I'm away is when you can actually watch as much porn as you really want.

Raquel: I'd want videos. Even if all they'll do is make me want you even more.

Raquel: Okay I think I can only do four days too.

Raquel: and when you open the bar that takes priority no matter what. No exceptions.

Charlie: not all porn is good, babe. there are crappy videos and i prefer to see my girl naked

Charlie: then you'll get videos of me, naked and getting off while thinking of you, cock in hand. that's the purpose of it. that and making you want to touch yourself

Charlie: of course, babe. maybe i could get out for a couple of days and that's it, but our baby will get the attention.

Charlie: i mean, the bar. because it'll be somewhat ours.

Raquel: but some porn is. Not that I'm pushing you to watch. I actually think it's sweet that you'd rather watch us than anyone else.

Raquel: and I'm supposed to last at least four days just thinking about you and only touching myself?

Raquel: No, the bar will be yours. Your name, your business. I just support you in whatever way I can. It'll be your baby and I'll just watch my baby run it.

Raquel: and I know what you meant. You didn't have to clarify the whole baby thing because there's no way either one of us is thinking of a baby any time.

Charlie: i may watch any, we'll see about it

Charlie: probably. i think you'll survive without my tongue and cock. think about how hot will be the sex once we see each other again. plus, the thought of you getting off because i'm not there is hot

Charlie: i was hoping you would be somewhere in the papers and all the shit i'll have to go through, but i appreciate it too. all the help is welcome

Charlie: yeah, because when you become an actress and i own a bar, it'll be nearly impossible to raise a kid, or at least that's how i see it now

Raquel: porn is your only way you can really think about another woman so if I were you I'd take as much porn action as I can get.

Raquel: I'm not really one for delayed gratification. Cuming by myself isn't the same as when you make me do it.

Raquel: okay I'll be on whatever you need me to be on but I just want you to know that this is yours and your bar and me are the two things in life that are completely yours.

Raquel: even when we're both settled and have our careers it would be hard. I don't know if that's something I'm ready for at any time of my life.

Charlie: i'll look for good porn then and i'll think of you, that way i'll be inspired to add things to our kinky list

Charlie: then i'll give you two orgasms for each orgasm you get by yourself, and for each time you don't reach it i'll make it up for it.

Charlie: you and my bar are mine. fuck, that sounds even beautiful

Charlie: i think neither of us will be ready for it.

Raquel: so even then you aren't going to be thinking of other girls?

Raquel: so whenever I go away and do come back I should just clear my schedule for a week is what you're saying?

Raquel: yep me and your bar. Yours forever.

Raquel: so we're on the same page. No kids for us.

Charlie: i'll try not to, but i'll try to focus on how hot is my girlfriend and how much i want her naked while i watch porn

Charlie: do you watch any and think of me?

Charlie: not for a week, but at least for a whole day so i can fuck you and make up for all the days i didn't

Charlie: i love it. i love you

Charlie: exactly. no kids for us. never.

Raquel: well if you do that's completely okay.

Raquel: nope not at all. When I watch I'm totally thinking about one of the famous chris' duh.

Raquel: if you think you can make up for everything in one day you really must not get how much and how often I think about you.

Raquel: I love you too. So much and I'm so glad we're on the same page. I don't think that's something I would have been able to compromise on and not being able to give you something you wanted would have killed me. I want to give you everything you've ever wanted.

Charlie: should i be offended, babe? tell me about which one of them at least

Charlie: i'll probably need the whole day and at least next morning to do that, but what if you just have one day to see me?

Charlie: me too. i don't want to pressure you to do anything you don't want to, whether it is something kinky or something as big as having a baby. i wouldn't be able to live with that

Raquel: well there's Hemsworth and sometimes Evans but honestly it's rare. I don't think you can get offended because it's not like I have them and chances are they aren't as good in bed to begin with.

Raquel: if I just have one day then idk I might just have to leave sexually frustrated.

Raquel: trust me, you have never pressured me to do something I didn't want to do. You've supported me and been in my corner even when i was with someone else. And if you ever feel like I'm pressuring you with anything I want you to tell me.

Charlie: i happen to think i'm prettier than those guys

Charlie: if i ever let you leave my apartment and you're sexually frustrated that means i didn't do a good job at satisfying you

Charlie: i will let you know, and you haven't pressured me to do anything either, so you're good

Raquel: of course you would.

Raquel: that just means I would never leave your apartment because me being completely satisfied of you is never really going to happen.

Raquel: I have to go flirt with skeezy old men now but enjoy your reading. I love you and I'll see you later tonight.

Charlie: don't you agree with that? i mean, they're hot, but

Charlie: i can at least satisfy you enough to survive until the next time

Charlie: ouch, that sucks, but hopefully that will be over soon.

Charlie: see you later, although i'll be asleep by the time you're here

Raquel: but they're not you. Yes I agree.

Raquel: okay maybe that's true because if not we really would never leave and we'd just have to live off sex and sunshine.

Raquel: rest up. I'm already planning on keeping you up all night so see ya later.

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