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My evil kinks. The things we dont talk about in blog 1 my space to be a disgusting puppy for other trans and lgbtq+ folks.

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Dni:

Homophobic

Transphobes

Pedos

Kinks:

Wàtérsports

Omo

Cúm plugging

Rough

Bdsm gear

Being overpowered

Diapers

Wetting

Feet

Paws

Any kinks your avg furry has

Any avg fuxked up kinks

Anything petplay related idk what animal pleqse put me in a cage and make me drink out of a bowl and let me be naked 24/7 tyy

Fauxxest

Cum, like i will wear YOUR cum on my evrything on my everything anywhare anytime

Consensual free use

Any vanilla kinks mentioned on @brokenegg01

You made it this far....

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We accept:

Therians

Furrys

Lesbians who have he him pronouns

Dykes, butxhes femmses,

Pre transition trans ppl

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I used to wake up early. Go for a run, have a shower, prepare breakfast. And then I would head to Uni or to work, depending on what I was doing at the time, with the entire day ahead of me. But that is another life, belonging to a different person. I have changed, I think. More than any disease or any bite could have done, it's the world that's changed me. Not even killing has affected me more than the subtle ways in which the gears of life, of the world and its people, shift to suit their needs. I remain, in a way, like a child who has just discovered that there is evil in this world, and I may just be part of it. I wish the night sky would light my eyes as soon as I open them, as if someone had lit a thousand candles in front of an altar just for me. Far behind are the days of prayer, of going to mass at school, of wondering and of mysteries. The mysteries have faded into this neverending dusty road, like an oil spill.

It´s not the night sky what greets me when I open my eyes, but the roof of our stolen RV. The most recent one, that is. When I joined them, this gang, or clan, or whatever they are, I was told the norms were strict, but simple: you gotta kill to stay alive, you can't get caught no matter what, and you need to keep moving. And stay the fuck away from the sun. That´s why no light penetrates the windows of the RV: all have been covered with tape. This is part of the routine. We feed, we destroy the evidence, and then we keep moving, usually changing vehicles. I don´t check the time, I don´t want to wake anyone up. But my internal clock tells me it must be late afternoon or early evening. It's summer, so it´s not dark enough to go out yet, we still have a few hours to spare. Last night we managed to put some good distance between ourselves and the last place where we fed, a crappy roadside motel in the middle of the desert with only a handful of hosts. As if someone was going to miss them anyway. I sigh, looking at the rusty roof of the RV. This was the only option we had when we checked the cars parked next to the motel, everything else was too small for all of us. But the piece of shit has definitely seen better days.

I shift a bit, trying to get more comfortable, but a strong pair of large arms is keeping me locked against the chest of the one who bit me. Severen is all sorts of crazy, but he has been completely dedicated to me since he brought me into the pack. If something can be said about him, is that he is protective. Almost like a jealous, rabid dog. At first I thought it was only an act of territoriality, and sure, there is some of that, but then again there is a softness in his eyes that I can see only sometimes - when we laugh at something silly, or when he kisses me, or when he undresses me when we get some time alone. He's mostly an asshole, and a total flirt who chases anything than moves, but he is also the most loyal man I have ever known. And he can be sweet, and silly, and terrifying, and all of those at the same time. He makes me feel like a stupid schoolgirl infatuated with her first love, instead of a grown ass woman. The bastard. I'm such an idiot, I think, as he mumbles when I shift on his lap. He's still asleep, but pulls me closer to his chest. Thanks fuck our body temperature is basically as cold as the one of a dead body, otherwise I would be boiling. I breathe deeply, inhaling his scent. Musk, leather, cigarettes, and the smell of sex from the previous night. Sweat. A hint of bourbon. I sigh, content. I'm so stupid, even his smell makes me feel safe. He pulls me closer to him, mumbling something incomprehensible in annoyance. I chuckle, turning around to kiss his jaw, and I feel him stirring under my weight, almost like a content feline. He locks his steel blue eyes with mine, now fully awake.

'Yore not goin' anywhare, baby', he mutters.

I smile, leaning into him.

'As if you were gonna let me, you shithead'

I hear him chuckle lowly with that silly cackle of his. I rest against his body, enjoying our closeness until it's time to get up. The night will bring its own terrors, but at least this moment is ours.

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This came out of nowhere! Not sure what to think about it yet. It doesn't even have a title. I just needed some comfort 🥴 it's done in first person as I needed that kind of connection. And obviously my religious imagery had to be there because why did I get traumatised in school otherwise 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ also haven't done any proofreading nor anything so BEWARE

Daily scallop isnt even daily anymore. What is going on with me? Whats da matta wit me? What is goin on. I cant seemta find my footing anywhare. *steps in a big gash in the congrete*

"How was Raph s'posed to know?! It was 9 at night an me and Mikey had already asked 'em if they wanted to watch Mikey's cookin show and they said no! Din' think he's be goin anywhare!"

My friend, he was out for H O U R S. And you didnt even know until Bee texted you that he was tranq'd and hallucinating. By the way, have you even thanked them for that? I dont think you have.

... tha's a good point, I guess...

But Dee stays in 'is lab for hours anyway...

(The arguement sounds weak, even to her, and her fave crumples a little)

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So I wrote something.... Out of nowhere I'm not really sure how much I can write bout this but here ya go

I don't have a title for it yet tho but for the meantime let's call it... Orchid's Lament

the orchid smells of sunlight and dew, of course they should be, i thought to myself, the storm has passed 2 days ago and now the warmth of the Sunfather has embraced the isles. it has always been like this, as i walk every morning through the age old corridors and in disrepaired tapestries and fading murals on this humble castle i call home, i can always smell them. i took a pause, looking up an arch with a wooden orchid symbol ornately carved i wondered there for quite long, initially i thought of how old that might’ve been, im not really that old, i think it might be older than grandfather, well, as being the youngest son, i think i might just live as long as it, slowly noticing its decay hiding inside. as if its not an apt metaphor i thought. i breathed in and continued walking towards the courtyard.

smany people think we do things strangely here, which im not really sure whether their right or not, since ive lived here for all my life and havent traveled anywhare at all. but our lord, hmm, my father usually addresses the town in the courtyard whilst other clans would either do it in an enclosed throneroom or the town center, but were not like that, id like to think its because were more closer to our subjects. my father was trying to speak over the loud noises of concern and even some shouting of worry, there must be a problem in the device since hes standing up imploring 9 thousand people inside a castle that can support only 2 thousand to listen. i was escorted in behind the platform, along with my kelpper my dog, there was indeed a commotion on the staff, for some reason, somebody seemed to have hammered the vox, gosh, thats an expensive thing, its like 90crowns, 5 years of the town’s earnings is what it is, and somebody just decided to damage it. i looked around adn found my eldest brother trying to organize this mess, “they did it” he said furrowing his brows more filled with concern though rather than rage. my brother Enver is an amazing man, he usually is annoying once he starts odering you specifically, but he was born to it, he was the eldes i mean he didn really have a choice did he, but he performed well as a leader, he isnt like our grandfather who had a bellowing voice of command and charisma, or like our mother who had been liked by so many of her students and had become somewhat of a legend in the town school for always putting their needs first, my brother is somewhat a mix of my father’s subtlety and my mother’s determination, and in all honesty, to see him worried like this frightens me. “wheres Serdar?” i asked, “there busy trying to organize the crowds on the gates of the castle, hes working on his light screens along with Hans. after a while though, several aids and guards did manage to bring in the replacement. ”repairing it would cost a lot, i murmured“ trying to redirect the conversation, my dog whined in agreement. they managed to set it up quick and our conversation was abruptly cut as the voice of my father, trying to imitate his father before him echoed through the castle halls. and suddenly the sound of 20 thundering engines of 25 ft tall walkers in vaguely humanoid shape old beaten and battered but ornately designed, bearing shields and swords wearing the orchid symbol on their pauldrons slowly started to stand in synchronized attention in response to my father’s plea for the people to listen. these are the guardians of our isles, these are our knights.

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the way i feel like such an outcast that i don't even fit in my astrological sign description

I’m not taking courses - I’m taking ordeals.

Because that’s what they are to me.

And I thought the last degree course was bad.

At least they do have something in common - I’m not interested in either of them!

I never liked these subjects in school, and I don’t like them now, so what’s the point in deluding myself that I do.

I’m not a goddamn nerd - never was - never will be! Not like some friends here are when it comes to some of the concerned subject areas, with genuine interest in about anything it comprises. Who find busying themselves with these things - even the very details - a nice pasttime - fun. Who do this voluntarily.

As for me, I’m only interested in the findings and what one can do with them, the benefit and inspiration they bring - NOT the particulars. That is for the people above....

Sure I would take a look at these things, too, even if I didn’t have to - I love to learn new things and acquire knowledge, after all - but they are way far down in my list of priorities than other topics, to be honest.

Anyway, why am I even typing this....

I should be studying now, if I want to pass this awful biochemistry exam .... not to mention the other one in economics I have done nothing for yet (because it’s all so damn much). =_=

I just want to pass an be done with it.

Nevermind. I’m just frustrated.

I’ll delete this tonight or tomorrow anyway. It just had to get out.

Nerd culture can go f*** itself, though!

Yatchi x reader

First of all - wow, I'm alive. I haven't posted in forever because I have been working on another big writing project and the manditory exquse that I have school. I'm sorry if my grammar or spelling is dreadful. I'm on a pc and there is no autocorrect. Anyway. It won't be bad if i tell you what the story is about. I got really into crochet recently so I had the idea of Yachi being a croceter (if that is even a word) too teaching Y/n after they see the things she made. I just thought it was cute. Of course, the fic is gender nuteral, as awlays.

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It was the fist time you are going to your girilfriend Yachi's house. You have been dating for a month now and she is even sweeter than you thought initially when you met her. She is just so pure and kind, it's amazing. You two take off your shoes at the genkan and go to her room. It is very cute and there are a lot of stuffed animals. She tells you to sit anywhare and you choose the bed. There are some things catch your eyes - animals that have a very different texture to all the others. You ask her about it:

- Yachi, why do theese stuffed animas have a different texture than the others?

- I made those. They are croheted.

- You can crochet? That sound so cool! Can you show me how it's done?

- O-oh! Of course. Let me get my yarn and hooks. - she gets up and there is a blush visible on her cheeks.

She gets the supplies and makes something that look like a chain. And she is fast. In a miute or so there is already a small rectangle is forming. Somehow Yachi is already done and facenes it. Then she makes a ring and starts to do repeating movements. Before you know it there is a little ball. The possibilities seem endless, especially when you see all the things she has made. All of that makes you ask your girlfriend something:

- Can you teach me, please?

- Huh? You mean... Teach you ro crochet?

- Yep. You're allready a good teacher and this looks fun and useful, so why not?

- Ok! I'll teach you!

- Cool! What do i need to do.

- First i need to teach you about the basics.

In fron of you are, you guess, the essential supplies. A big needle, things that look like safety needles but safe, hooks, yarn, scissors. Yachi explains all of the things and all about yarn in general. The next thing she teaches you is the start of a row project - the little chain things you saw her make.

Like that, you kocked down all complete begginer things. Now all you have to do is practice. The best part is that you're having fun while your girlfriend shares her hobby with you:

- This is really fun! - you say with a grin on your face.

- It is. I also often do it to relax and unwind. It's just so nice when you sit down, put some music on and just crochet away.

- Thank you for teaching me. I cant wait to finish my project. Where did you find this weird ball thing?

- I just thought of it myself. it was just the easiest thing i could give you. Also, before it's fully done i will need to teach you how to sew it together. That is what the big needle I showed you is for.

- Makes sense. I was thinking earlier how will I attach the limbs to the body. Sewing wasn't really what came to mind. I just need to finish the ball and make the hands and feet.

- Yep! You're a fast learner Y/n.

- Am I? I think you're just a great teacher.

- You really think that?

- I'd be lost without you, and you know it! I don't how I can repay you for all the times you've helped me with tutoring.

- It's honestly ok! I love helping you!

- Wait- Am i done?! I am. Can you show me how to close it of again?

- You forgot to stuff it. - she laughs a bit.

- It seems I did...

- Here, let me help you.

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Hope you enjoyed. I tryed to make it as free of crochet terms as possibe for all of the peopke who don't know them. And just FYI the safetypin looking things help you mark where you start making stitches. Very useful.

i told my mom that maybe i got a little piece of glass in my eye and that i would like to see an ophthalmologist but she was only like "no ur just old we r not going anywhare" so if i go blind it will be her fault lmao

Alive, Children, and Smell: meetings, squire for him in battle. You'll be as close to be and mo him at reemerged the Wall Sam b him as his shadow. You'll know everything, be a part of everything . . . and the Lord Steward said Mormont asked for you himself! When I was little, my father used to insist that I at apprehen they'd ne they?" tend him in the audience chamber whenever he held court. When he rode to Highgarden to bend his knee to Lord Tyrell, he made me come. Later, though, he started to take Dickon and leave me at home, and he no longer cared whether I sat through his audiences, so long as Dickon was there. He wanted his heir at his side, don't you see? To watch and listen and learn from all he did. I'll wager that's why Lord Mormont requested you, Jon. What else could it be? He wants to groom you for command!" Jon was taken aback. It was true, Lord Eddard had often made Robb part of his councils back at Winterfell. Could Sam be right? Even a bastard could rise high in the Night's Watch, they said. "I never asked for this," he said stubbornly. "None of And suddenly Jon Snow was Craven or not, Samwell Tarly had found the courage to accept his fate like what he earns, Benjen Stark had said the last night Jon had seen They Bowen M put two loping o The L from the "Yes, seemed racing a the tree Once 11 ent wor and his Winterf much t Perh past th thing. omino the set hooves When us are here for asking," Sam reminded him. ashamed. a man. On the Wall, a man gets only him alive. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you. He'd heard it said that bastards grow up faster than other children; on the Wall, you grew up or you died. Jon let out a acting the boy." "Then you'll stay and say your words with me?" The old gods will be expecting us." He made himself smile They such, neither here at Castle Black nor its three hundred miles. They led their ho narrow tunnel cut through the ice ing in around them Three times their way was had to stop while Bowen unlocked the massive ch deep sigh. "You have the right of it. I was chilly their Th reach the w set out late that afternoon. The Wall had no gates as anywhare along Jon d in th three wn a ress- as the p ned. they ys and on could was leav sm Re-reading ASOIAF (Book 1) to lessen the pain when suddenly...

"We thought 'e was in his lab this whole time! They never told us they were goin anywhere!"

... and you didnt once think to check up on them to see if they wanted to join in an activity or something? I mean, some brothers, lol.

(There's the slightest growl underlying his words as he replies)

How was Raph s'posed to know?! It was 9 at night an me and Mikey had already asked 'em if they wanted to watch Mikey's cookin show and they said no! Din' think he's be goin anywhare!

Yosemite Sam: You're not goin' anywhars!

Elmer: But I'm hungwy!

Sam: Eat yer hat!