#dont ask me where the 4th leg is im not telling you
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erm my first drabble? or thought? idk im just a whore for Satoru Gojo and needed to get the filth out of my brain. be nice to me!!
content warnings!!: mean!dom!gojo, fem!reader, sub!reader, over stimulation, dacryphilia, cervix fucking (kinda?), squirting, degrading and praising, vibrator, pushing limits kinda, passing out, cumming inside, idk just filth okay
MINORS DNFUCKINGI
“oh baby, youre shaking so much~” You could feel his breath tickling your ear, his chuckle sending a chill straight down your spine. The position he currently had you in was obscene- even looking at yourself in your full length mirror the two of you were sitting in front of would normally make you blush. That was, if he hadnt already fucked every worry and insecurity in you out, until it was dripping down your thighs. Back flush against his chest, head lolled back onto his shoulder, gojos tight grip on your waist, legs locked open with his own giving him full view of your leaking cunt around his length. It was enough to make him drool.
“Come on, take a deep breath. Im not even doing anything right now.” The cockiness was evident in his tone, and you could practically hear the smirk on his face. He said it so casually, like he hadnt already fucked you through your 4th orgasm of the night, like he wasnt balls deep inside you at the moment. Damn him and his stupid stamina. You would swear you could feel him in your cervix right now, certain if you had the strength to raise your head youd see the outline of his cock sticking through your lower stomach.
Your belief was quickly proven as you felt his hand trace from your hip, right to where you could feel so much pressure. Gojos slender fingers running along the bulging spot, pressing down and building even more tension in your abused womb. This pulled a whimper from your throat, causing your head to finally raise from his shoulder, only for your heat to clench tightly around him once you saw your fucked out body in the mirror. It was so embarrassing to you how he could reduce you to such a pathetic mess. But to Gojo? It was easily one of his favorite things.
“T-Toru, please, i cant…” You whine at the feeling of being stuffed so full, eyes brimming with tears at the sensation. The white haired male thought you just looked so adorable like this, pleading him to have mercy on your over-worked body, legs trembling, salty tears about to spill over your pretty little lashes. He wondered how much more he would have to push you until you were full on sobbing, the thought of it sending a throb to his sex and a twisted smile across his face, already planning out how exactly he was going to break you.
“What do you mean you cant?” He feigned disappointment, hiding his shit eating grin behind a small frown, eyes raking over your body til he met yours in the mirror. “Im not asking you to do much y’know, y’r just sitting there.” The way he said it was almost a scoff, his tone alone making you whimper. This told you that he was no where near done with you, and you more than likely had a long night ahead of you. He hadnt even came yet, he had been holding back, and that was even more worrisome. “Ive been doing the work this whole time, and youre telling me y’r the one that cant keep going? How sad.” He shook his head as he laughed at you. He was so mean sometimes, so apathetic to your situation like it wasnt his fault. But nonetheless, his teasing made the tears you were trying so hard to hold back, fall softly down your face. It was so weird how he could literally make you cry but at the same time make your pussy flutter around him. Satoru had really turned you into a whore for him, and your bodies betraying actions never went unnoticed to him.
“Awww and now shes crying. Dont act like you’re so sad baby, i can feel you tighten up every time, ya’know that right?” His taunting purr only sent another wave of arousal through you, heat pulsating around him, causing him to snicker. “Yeah just like that… your poor little whored out pussy loves when im mean, doesnt she?” He cooed, returning his hand to your hip to keep you from squirming as he lightly thrusted up into you, placing a couple soft kisses on your shoulder.
“A-ah!” You couldnt help but cry out, even from such a shallow movement “ ‘s too much p-please, please! Toru!” The tears were streaming now, but it was evident Gojo didnt care, only wrapping his arms snugly around your torso to keep you in place as he softly fucked into you. God, your reactions were making him go feral, he doubted he could stop even if he wanted to at this point, watching you fall apart on his cock was just too satisfying- you were lucky he was only doing it softly. Though it felt much more intense to your over stimulated cunny. “J-just give me a second! Please! pleasepleaseplease-” You cried loudly, gripping onto his biceps like your life depended on it, legs desperately trying to shut, hips thrashing around, you honestly felt like you could pass out at any second from the over stimulation.
Gojo noticed this, and as much as he wanted to keep fucking you until you were overflowing with his seed, he didnt need you passing out- not yet at least. So he stilled his hips with a huff “Fine, fine, stop bein’ a crybaby, calm down.” and although his words were a bit sour, he made up for it as he rubbed your sides gently. He knew he was being mean, but he hoped his soft touches were enough to remind you that at the end of the day, he truly did care about you and your needs. And he would never actually hurt you (unless you wanted him too). Besides, even if he couldnt fuck you, he had plenty of other ideas.
A breath of relief left your lungs as you tried to catch your breath, chest heaving up and down as you babbled out ‘thank you’s’, head rolling back again. You knew you probably only had a couple minutes to prepare yourself for another couple rounds of ruthless fucking, so you tried your best to stable yourself quickly. Your body was so worn out though, it was proving to be quite the challenge. Gojo wasnt even moving and small whimpers and gasps were still making their way from your throat.
“Relax, relaxxx gorgeous, im waiting for ya’” He continued to lovingly stroke your sides, hands moving lower to massage your thighs. He was being so sweet now, it was making your head spin. So much so that you didnt even notice his hand leaving your thigh and the rustling noise of him looking for something in your nightstand. But honestly, you should have known better than to trust that he was truly going to wait for you to catch your breath. You know how much he loves to push your bodies limits, and how much he loves to see you sob. You were a fool for thinking anything different. So imagine your surprise when you felt the buzzing of your mini wand right against your clit, your entire body immediately jerking up, only to be slammed down against his chest with one strong arm.
“Ah ah ah, youre not going a-anywhere~” Satoru had to hold his own self together as he felt your heat get impossibly tighter around him, almost making him choke on his words from how amazing it felt.
“fuck! ah! S-satoruuuu” you nearly screamed out, eyes squeezed shut. You bit your lip hard enough to draw blood as you thrashed around. “ahh! nghh! i cant i cant i c-cant!” You were sobbing uncontrollably, shaking your head back and forth while you tried to grip on to anything you could reach for support, which happened to be Gojos arm with one hand and reaching up to the back of his scalp with the other, pulling him close to you. Your body convulsed as he toyed your clit with the vibrator, every time he moved it right to left your pussy would throb and squeeze, making him groan out into the crook of your neck.
“F-fuck baby, you keep squeezin’ me like that n’ im gonna cum early” he moaned into your skin, relishing in the way you felt around him. You were too cock drunk to even call him out on his use of the word ‘early’-you had been fucking for at least an hour and a half, the fuck did he mean ‘early’? But his words were instantaneously lost in the heat of the moment, both of your groans and cries filling any empty space in the room.
It only took a couple moments before you felt the pressure of an impending orgasm start to build, but it felt different than usual. If you had any will left in your body at all, you would have warned Gojo, but you couldnt even get a sentence out- the only thing spilling from your lips was babbled nonsense, cursing, the occasional slip of his name, and gasps for air. You felt like your entire existence was about to snap, and all you could do was hold on to Gojo and hope he wouldnt let you fall. Luckily for you, he had just as tight of a grip on you as you did him.
“S-Shit! ‘Pussy is s-so damn tight” He moaned out, watching the mirror as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, mouth agape as you panted loudly. “Mmm-mmm, Gonna cum for me sweetie? Yeah T-Toru can tell, let it a-lllll out for me baby” He was on the edge as well while he watched you convulse on his length, and he swore hes never felt you tighten up this much. He couldnt control hisself when his hips began to involuntarily thrust into you, muttering a small “sorry gorgeous, g-gotta-“
His words went completely unnoticed by you, too caught up in your own painful pleasure to even recognize that he was speaking. At this point you werent even breathing while he thrusted into you, just shaking violently as tears fell from your cheeks down to your breasts. The coil was about to snap, and you werent sure if you were even going to be alive after.
Satorus eyes followed your tears, watching as more dripped with each thrust onto your perfect breasts, trailing down your body til they reached where the two of your were connected and mixing with your wetness. The sight borderline made him whimper, deciding he had to have a taste as he cranes his neck down to lick up the side of your cheek, groaning loudly at the salty taste of your pretty tears. “Fuck! g-gonna fill you up princess~” He squeezed you tighter as he fucked into you even faster, pressing the vibrator harder into your cunt.
And that was the final straw, your body tensed up as he continued fucking you, releasing a squeal from your throat as you squirted and gushed around his cock. Body twitching and nails digging so deep into Satorus skin that it was sure to leave marks. It felt like it lasted forever, making a mess between you and your lover, creating a puddle on the floor to clean up later.
As soon as your orgasm finished washing over you, you were out like a light, going limp as Gojos eyes widened, looking at the mess you made. “Holy s-shit” he groaned loudly, room now only filled with his own moaning and the wet slapping noise of your ass clapping against his soaked thighs. Not much longer after that, he filled you up just as he said he was going to, spurting rope after rope of his cum deep inside you.
After giving himself a couple of seconds to come down, he turned the vibe off and say it to the side, slowly lifting you off of his softening cock. He really was planning on fucking you for longer, but you were obviously worn the fuck out, body still shaking as he held you close to him. He turned you so you were now being cradled in his arms, head lying against his chest as you slowly came back to life. You stirred slightly, gaining his attention
“There she is, you did so good for me baby” Gojo cooed, brushing some strands of hair away from your face as he kissed your forehead with a smile. “tell me when youre ready and ill get us all cleaned up, kay?”
((sooooo this ended up being way longer than i anticipated oopsies, got a little carried away. but once again please be nice this is my first ever fanfic and smut in general, but im open to constructive criticism!! ik i prob have a lot to work on but thats okay :) hopefully some of you enjoyed it!! reblogs and comments are always appreciated <3))
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hey i saw the post about tics and i am a minor so im not gonna follow or anything but i did want to leave a little message. u dont have to answer if u dont want to!
im gonna be honest. i dont know where the fuck my own tics came from. they just kinda.. slowly developed. i dont know if that's normal. but they havent.. gone away. for a long time i was scared i was somehow faking it. i dont.. know why id be faking it. like they're annoying LOL. its taken a lot of time for me to come to terms with the fact that i just.. have tics. and theyre real. and there's nothing "wrong" about me.
like i dont owe anyone an explanation, yk?? thats none of their business.
but yeah, i experience simple motor tics. theyre mostly in my back and neck and shoulders. i also have premonitory sensations/urges/whatever the word is
ive had people ask me about them. i dont mind that much as long as they treat me the same after too. god i hate when they give me the pity look!!
but yeah. that's my story. i know its not anything all that special. but it means a lot to me to just. idk. know there's other people out there and to hear their experiences. i hope you have a nice day / night :]
First off, I wanted to say thank you for sending this anon, and for respecting my boundaries.
Secondly, I wanted to thank you for telling me your story. It's special to me that there are people out there that my own stories and experiences might help.
The first time I ever noticed I was ticcing I was 6 years old. My mom had pointed out I'd been widening my eyes and rolling them without me noticing. On the way to the doctor I remember secretly hoping to myself I had tics, thinking they were something that made me "special".
When I was in 3rd or 4th grade, I made the decision to stand up in front of my class and explain to everyone what tics were, and why I was rolling my eyes and flexing my hands all the time.
In middle school, my tics got so bad that I couldn't hold a pencil or even feed myself properly because they were so bad. I was openly mocked, belittled, and abused for my disorder. I was hit, called slurs, pushed down the stairs, and more. My father, who thought I was faking, told me that "bullying builds character" when I told him.
I left school 2 weeks before the year ended. The next year, I broke my leg bending down to pick up a sock, crippling me for life. I felt worthless, and defeated. I gave up on myself completely.
In highschool, I stood up in the middle of class to tell a boy to "shut the fuck up" because he was pretending to tic like I did. The entire class went silent. I sat down, turned to the teacher, and told her to continue. I was never repremanded.
When my tics were loud during class, I told people to turn the fuck around and pay attention.
When strangers stare in public, I meet their eyes until they look away.
At 21, I have people my age telling me that my story matters to them. Having tics can suck. But they are your tics, and this is your life.
You are completely fucking right, there is nothing wrong with you. I hope you never surpress your tics in public. I hope you show up to every movie theater and quiet classroom with a head raised high. I hope everyone with tics learns to love themselves the way that they deserve. I hope able bodied people learn to mind their own fucking business for once.
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as if i could tell you
A Hwang Hyunjin x F!reader fanfic
tags: fluff, suggestive, one sided turn true love, friends to lovers, nonidol!au, college romance, mentions of other idols, idols are college students, reader has a cat
I didnt know if i could ever truly face getting older. Looking back being young was so simple and not at all what i have now. Thought there is one thing that would never change. And that was my love for my friends Hyunjin What i didnt understand back then i understand now, feelings dont just go away because you tell them to. Once you love you cant unlove. Even if they dont know, you cant hide it forever. No matter how hard I try.
It was a simple tusday afternoon, i planned out a simple study break with my friends Momo and Sana, but they boths bailed to hang out with their partners. Which too be fair, if i had a partner too i would also try to spend 24/7 with them. It's not like i havent tried either. Dating in college is hard....is what i would tell myself if i wasn't totally in love with one of my own friends. What can a person do? We became friends in college in pur first year. Meeting eachother at a friends house for game night, since then me and him have became each others safe space. Which is something i treasure. Hes soft and gentle when im having bad days, funny and playful when we both just need a laugh, hes so pretty. Soft golden hair shining through, dark eyes, thick eyebrowns, lovely lashes-
A knock ruined my thinking of hyunjins pretty face, as i get up to go open it. Pulling down my shirt and fixing my hair to look somewhat ok to other eyes. Opening my door i saw hyunjin. Still looking as pretty as ever. "What are you doing here Jinnie, you didnt call or text me and now ur just here" i said pouting a bit at the boy the just apparently forgot to text me that he was coming over. Sighing as i let him in. He lets out that adorablely cute laugh of his before making himself comfy on my couch. I plop myself next to him throwing my legs over him.
"I thought you were doing a study night?" he said not looking at me, instead trying to find something on Hulu for us to watch. "That was the plan but both of them wanted to be with their boyfriends, which like in all honesty fair" i say in response as my cat, Jiniret hops into my lap. "Why dont you have a boyfriend?" Hyunjin ask, and its not a rude question but it makes me think. What do i say? How can i say it? Do i tell him im in love with him? Tell him i dont need anyone right now? Why did i have to fall for a guy who would never want me back. "Woah there dont talk my ear off" He says laughing a bit trying to lighten the mood.
The night arrives and were both cuddling watching shows. Momo says that her and her boyfriend used to cuddle as "friends" before he asked her out. Though its Momo and shes so pretty so of course he would fall for her. im brought back to the real world when i hear soft snores coming from the man im leaning on. He always falls asleep after the 4th or 5th shitty movies he puts on. It always seems to calm my mind. Just having him here is all i could need. "i love you junnie" I say softly, too where only Jiniret and Hyunjin would be able too and if either one did you hope it was the ladder. But instead it was the handsome boy you were laying on.
"So you love me now?" He says and looks down at me, my face turns red at the tone of his voice. He doesnt say anything, instead he sits up and pulls me into a tight hug. His head resting on my shoulder. He rubbed my back softly. "I love you too" He finally says, after what felt like ages, Hwang Hyunjin was finally mine, someone i could tell "i love you"" too and could kiss goodnight too instead of hugs and waves.
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Can I request a prompt #37 with Karl Jacobs? I love your writing btw :)
Ring(s)
The four times Karl tried to propose and the one time he actually did.
- Karl Jacobs x gen!neutral reader!
- Prompts: 37) "Are you proposing?!"
⚠︎ swearing, fluff, angst if you squint and a rushed ending. I didn't proofread either
an// TYSM FOR LIKING MY WORK 😭ALSO Thanks for requesting and sorry this came out so late! Hope you enjoy :)
To say that Karl loved you was an understatement. He adored you and practically worshipped the ground you stood on. He is so respectful, which is a major upgrade from your other boyfriends, and loves you for who you are. You didn't have to put on a facadè at all during the 3 years you two have dated.
This love wasn't a one way thing. You loved him just as much, or even more, than he did. Everything he did you supported, you were always cheering him on from wherever you were. You were here for the good and the bad, and he was too. You two never shyed away from admiting your love and support. You could write a essay on each thing you love about Karl.
The idea of marriage came up during a late night dinner at Denny's. The idea came so naturally to you, so it surprised Karl that you didn't tense up. Karl was tense when bringing up the topic of marriage, so when you said "Yeah, I wanna get married to you one day." so casually it caught him off gaurd.
You two had already talked about marriage time and time again, but this time Karl wanted to take the initiative. He was ready to get married and since the marriage talk was just a few months ago it was fresh in his mind. Karl could vividly imagine you walking down the aisle towards him looking angelic. He could see everything now and he wanted those daydreams to become a reality. He wanted to physically feel your hands against his as you two say "I do" to one another.
He couldn't stop thinking about settling down in a nice house with you. Karl already bought a ring for you and always has it with him. Now he justs needs to figure out how to tell you.
1st proposal: Fireworks
"THIS IS THE MOST EXPENSIVE FIREWORK IN THE ENTIRE WORLD-"
You blocked out Jimmy's yelling as you sat in a lawn chair in the middle of the woods. Karl had invited you to a MrBeast video shoot because he thought it would be a great early 4th of July. It was late at night and slightly cool outside, so you were wearing a MrBeast hoodie Karl was wearing earlier. You zoned out as the boys talked to the camera over and over again, taking multiple shots.
You found yourself looking at Karl most of the time you sat there and you always caught his gaze towards you. Every time you caught him looking at you, you sent him a small wave or blow him a kiss and every time he sent a shy wave back or sent a more exaggerated kiss back.
During halfway through the shooting you begrudgingly had to move your lawn chair further and further away from your original spot. Karl always checked up on you before and after each firework set were blown up. He has been acting fidgety around you and you didnt know why. When you tried to confront him about it he would always turn away and go back to the boys without a glance back, and his hands in his pockets.
You loved watching the guys play with so many different types of fireworks, this was a great 4th of July for you, but you wished that Karl was sitting next to you feeling the bliss that you were.
You were currently sitting behind bulletproof glass while the guys had a control panel on their lap. Karl kept sending glances towards you and you looked at him and smiled whishing he was next to you and not over by the guys. You knew it was selfish, but he invited you here.
Karl kept bouncing his leg, he kept his hand in his pocket which held the ring. He kept sending glances towards you, knowing he should be on one knee right about now. Jimmy was about to fire off the last rocket of the night and Karl couldn't seem to go over and ask you to marry him. He knew he was hilding himself back which made him hate himself. You deserved a good night and he hoped you enjoyed the fireworks, but he knew on the ride back he would have to apologize.
He stayed with the boys as they went to go see the fireworks they would be setting off soon. Once they came back they were all about to press the button to set off the expensive fireworks they counted down from 5 and he looked towards you. You were standing up with your arms crossed, hopefully shielding yourself from the cold, and looking towards the fireworks that were going to burst. They finally pressed the button the fireworks went off.
Each burst of light in the air sent a glow onto your smiling face. Karl sent a somber glace and marveled in how the explosion of the fireworks sent a beautiful glow around you.
This wasnt the right time. Next time.
2nd proposal: Donuts
"Im sorry for last night." Karl apologized as you both took a seat at a booth by the window at the small coffee and donut shop.
This was supposed to be an apology for the last failed proposal. Instead of spending time with you, he kept his distance which was the opposite of what he really wanted to do. This was a way to spend much needed time with eachother, but this was also another attempt at a proposal.
Karl wanted to hide the ring in the middle of a donut so when you inevitably look at it when he hands it to you, you'll see the ring and then he'll propose right there. To him it seemed flawless.
You never wanted a huge proposal. You didnt want that much attention on you when your future significant other would propose. Something simple would be the ideal proposal and you've hinted that many times to Karl and right now he was listening. There were only two other couples in the small diner because others were picking up donuts and leaving. If he decided to get down on one knee it would cause a scene.
You stayed silent for a moment looking at Karl before deciding to speak.
"It's no problem. Please dont stress out about it." You smiled softly and he smiled back at you. "I mean the fireworks were beautiful, but you all were screaming too much."
You both laughed as you both recalled that night in the desert.
"Yeah I just didn't..I didn't really talk to you all night. I feel bad." Karl said fiddling with his hands.
"Its in the past Karl. And I still know you love me." You reached out to grab both of his hands and hold his cool hands in yours.
"I do love you." He whispered for only you to hear leaving both of you smiling ear to ear.
"What kind of donuts you want?" Karl asked looking into your eyes carefully.
You thought about it for a while before speaking up. "I'll keep it simple. Icing with sprinkles. Surprise me with the icing color!" You exclaimed while letting go of his hands for a second.
Once you two let go of eachothers hands he immediately went to his pocket and played with the velvet box. He nodded his head and without a word he stood up to meet the cashier behind the display box of donuts. He ordered only one donut as you said with orange icing this time.
He paid for the food and stayed at the counter where he paid. Karl looked back to see if you were paying attention to him only to see you looking out the window at the people passing by. Karl smiled at the sight knowing he really wants to marry you one day and then he looked down at the glistening ring inside of the box.
Karl was supposed to put the ring in the middle of the donut that was laying alone on a napkin on the counter. He started to think of the possibilities of what could happen. What if you didn't see the ring and crumble the ring with the napkin and throw it away? What if you accidentally put the ring in your mouth? What if you weren't hungry anymore?
He looked over again to where you were looking at him giving him the same smile you gave during the fireworks. Karl sighed and once again closed the box with the ring. He was a coward and he knew that.
Karl picked up the donut from the counter and made his way over to you.
"Here's your donut with sprinkles and orange icing!" Karl exclaimed putting emphasis on the 'orange' part.
"Thanks babe!" You smiled as he sat down across from you. "Wait, you didn't get anything for yourself?"
Karl sighed again for what seemed like the 100th time today and put on a smile. "I ended up not being as hungry as I thought I was."
"Well I could always share!" You started to eat your donut as Karl ended up looking outside.
Unbeknownst to you he was thinking of another way to propose without himself getting in his own head.
He'll find a time.
3rd proposal: Livestream
"Chat! As you can see I have my significant other here with me!" Karl exclaimed to his Twitch following.
You were sat next to him in another one of his office chairs with a blanket across your lap. You loved to join Karl's streams, the last couple of time you two played minecraft, gang beats, played on the nitendo switch for a while, but this time he didn't tell you what games you two would be playing. Karl just told you to come over tonight and ended up asking to join him for a stream last minute.
Now you are here next to him as Karl glows with excitement as he streams to his growing followers. You loved how he interacted with his fans and had a genuine connection with them, but sometimes that strong connection can, and has led to some nights where you had to stay the night and comfort him from his inner demons and the internet. Those nights made you love him even more, the vulnerability he gave to you made you comfortable with him.
It seems like the more time you spend eith him the more you want to officially get married. You didn't want to rush him because you soon figured out for yourself that there is no rush to express your love, which you two do everyday day. You two can get eloped in Vegas and you'll be happy, as long as you can spend the rest of your life with the man you love.
Karl kept sending glances towards you throughout the stream hoping you were having fun with the chill, q and a stream. Again he wanted to propose to you tonight during the stream. He loved showing your relationship whenever he could and whenever you would allow him to. His community also loved you the moment you became his significant other, so hopefully this will be a beautiful moment.
You talked to his chat as he contemplated, again, about whether to propose tonight. It wasn't infront of people, it was infront of a screen and it would be on Twitter in less than a week. This would be a good moment, but then again he wanted this moment to be between you two and he couldn't find the right time nor the right "moment".
As the stream continues you ended up wrapping yourself fully in the blanket and lying your head on his shoulder. You both cuddled eachother while you two answered questions. Karl kissed the top of your head and finally collected all of his thoughts.
He didn't need to propose to officially claim his love to you. Karl knew you both loved eachother to the ends of the Earth and back. There's no need for ceremony and the one day he will propose, he know it will come naturally. There is no need to force it, and now he wont.
Only time will tell.
4th proposal: spongebob
"Are you ready, kids?
Aye, aye, Captain!
I can't hear you!
Aye, aye, captain!
Oh!"
The TV illuminated the comfortable, dark room you two were in. You were lying on the couch with Karl with the blanket you had while streaming. It was late at night after the stream and you two ended up watching re-runs of spongebob. Karl sang along to the theme song softly while you hummed along. This was the 4th episode you both watched this night and it was a great way to end the week.
"Do you want to stay over tonight?" Karl asked softly with tiredness in his voice.
"Of couse. Im too tired to move, so thanks for offering." You chuckled.
"You're welcome here anytime." Karl yawned and squeezed your sides. "Do you want popcorn?"
"Hell yeah." You got off of Karl as he walked to the kitchen.
He put the bag into the microwave and leaned back onto the kitchen counter as he waited. Karl looked over to the side and saw a empty vase which was next to the velvet box he was carrying with him this whole week. He shook his head and laughed to himself before getting the popcorn out of the microwave, dumping it in a bowl and walking back to see you taking up the whole couch.
"Move over or I'll sit on you." Karl said standing above her.
"Is that a promise?" You teased.
"Okay then!" He turned around and began to slowly and dramatically fake sitting ontop of you.
You began to laugh and try to push him off of you. You successfully got him to sit down and returned to your previous position, but this time with popcorn.
"I love you, you know that?" You hummed into his chest.
"Yeah, and I love you more."
"I love you most."
"I love you mostest." Karl laughed.
"That's not a word." You smiled.
"I love you so much I made up a word for ya." Karl kissed you head and you hugged him tighter.
"You know what?" Karl chuckled. "I love you so much that I tried to propose to you 3 times this week."
Karl finished and you sat up from your spot looking surprised. Karl sat up as well thinking he made a mistake telling you. He was abkut to apologize, but you beat him to speak.
"Oh my gosh!" You exhaled.
"Look, I'm sorr-"
"Are you proposing?!" You exclaimed with a smile on your face.
"Huh-?"
Karl was surprised just like you were before. He remembered that he wanted the Maybe this was the moment he needed this week.
Karl grabbed both of your hands and caressed them both, looking into your eyes. "I was planning to all week. But now I think this is a good moment. So Y/N? Will you marry me?"
"Of course I will!" You enveloped him into a tight hug and peppered his face with kisses. He finally found his moment and he couldn't be happier.
"You said you tried to propose three other times?" You questioned. "When was that?"
"Its a long story."
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Te amo
I am working on a few of the other prompts and a part 2 to prompt 4 the soulmate au I just recently got another puppy and I still have uni work to do so I'm a bit behind schedule with these and I'm so sorry. Hopefully this little kinda songfic makes up for it.
13th doctor x female reader
Warnings: swearing as usual, fluffy, sad thoughts, twist the original songs meaning, long as fuck.
Probably terrible as its my first songfic
I don't know much Spanish so some of the examples later on are Google translated and I know it can be wrong so I do apologise for any mistranslations
This is based off Rhiannas song Te Amo but I'm switching it up a little. I dont why 13th doctor came into my head when I was listening to it but it gave me this lil oneshot idea so enjoy! The picture is not mine but the rainbow effect added is done by me! Same for the picture later on.
I've been travelling with this amazing alien for a whole year now. The adventures are always amazing if she's there! The others sometimes complain and say its boring, especially on a junk planet but to see her face light up with excitement makes my day and it well worth the dirt we cover ourselves on by the time we are done. And when she finds something that she thought was useful and it turns out, it's not her scrunch is amazing.
Okay, I'll admit it. I'm in love with this alien. I know, weird, a human and an alien together? But I can't help it! I'm completely besotted with her. If she even looks in my direction, my legs go to jelly and I get butterflies. I know, cheesy. But thats exactly how I feel around her. I barely want to touch her because I nearly fainted the last few times. And I fear she may pick up on how I'm distancing myself from her. I don't want to break her heart and leave, the thought of her look kills me as is so I'm trying to get her to kick me off.
It doesn't seem to be working though. I've been distancing myself since I found out about how I feel, which is now 6 months ago and she's trying to get me to be as close as I was with her.
I'll tell her. On one of our amazing adventures but I can't do it straight forward, it's making me sick with anxiety just thinking about it. I'll fancy it up, make her work it out. Whenever we are next to each other and the moment is right, I'll tell her in another language!
I finally get out of bed after I finished writing in my diary. I slip some comfy clothes on and head out to the TARDIS library and hope no one is there, especially her. I'll be distracted and right now, I need to concentrate. I wonder the warm halls, grateful that the TARDIS had considered my preferences. I think the TARDIS likes me more than the others because I talk to her and show her gratefulness for taking us somewhere amazing and I chat to her regularly and I try to involve her in my conversations. The others find it weird, except for the Doctor, she just smiles and joins in with me. Im still learning how to translate her but I think I've sort of got it.
I reach my hand forward and grab the aged bronze doorknob and open to the giant room. There were so many floors that an elevator had to be used to access some of them as the Doctor said "walking would literally take weeks to reach some floors". Thankfully the TARDIS organises them to make them easier to find. I looked forward and saw an interactive map in front of me. My hands touched the screen and many subjects and categories came up. Anything ranging from kiddie tales to straight up smut, I have a feeling either River or Missy are to blame for that addition.
I've never met them but the TARDIS showed me videos from her database and brought books to my attention about them. They both seem very dirty minded people so I'm not surprised those are there. I wonder if the Doctor has ever stumbled upon this section or is it for none Doctor eyes only? If she does know about them, has she ever read one? No, don't go there you stupid brain! She probably doesn't know!
I quickly stop that train of thought and catch my breath. I've never thought about those kinds of things about anyone before. Stupid Timelord, making me go all weird and think dirty things. Now my face is all red, I really hope I'm alone in here. I quickly focus back to the task at hand, finding a new language to learn. The TARDIS seemed to know where to go and blue arrows appeared, guiding me to the right section in what could be a maze.
As I walking, I felt excitement rise within me. What if she felt the same way? What if she was impressed by how far I wanted to go just to say those 3 words? Would her hazel honey eyes sparkle with delight? Would she scronch her nose in amazement?
Before I knew it, I'd arrived at the language learning section and there were many alien languages but the TARDIS seemed to have a better idea of what would be perfect for me as a white hardback book fell off the 4th shelf onto the wooden floor. I picked it up and noticed how smooth the cover was and how old yet unused it looked. The white was a little off, almost a dull cream from ageing which made the gold writing harder to read. The title was simple:
Spanish basics and need to knows.
I did always find Spanish in school fun to learn, more than French or German anyway and I don't wanna stereotype this into a typical French is the language of romance. I never really found it romantic sounding compared to Spanish.
I picked up the book and quickly flicked through to the right page and took a note on my phone as to what the translation was and put the worn book away. I quietly thanked the TARDIS and rushed out of the library and back into my room where I could practice without getting caught.
A few weeks have passed since I picked up the new words and practiced them until I was confident and had the TARDIS' approval that I was saying it right. Today the Doctor wanted to take us to this party in the 18th century and we all decided to dress for the part once we landed.
Yaz was wearing a beautiful black and red ballroom gown, accented with little bows around the bottom and lace cuffs. She had her black hair curled into a ponytail. It was simple and cute, much like her style normally. Graham and Ryan wore similar suits but Graham wore green accents and Ryan wore yellow accents.
I let the TARDIS pick my dress. She picked a black and dark blue ballroom gown with blue roses on the bottom. It had black lace underneath and blue lace as the cuffs. The gown also seemed to glitter slightly in the light making me sparkle very subtly. I put my comfy boots on as you couldn't see my shoes as I walked anyway so why did it matter? With all the running we do, I'm not risking my ankles with heels, thank you very much. I had my (h/c) hair in (fave style). It suited my dress perfectly.
I nearly choked on oxygen when I saw how hot the Doctor looked in her suit. It took me a few moments to realise we match. We both blushed at the realisation. Of course the TARDIS makes us match! No wonder why she was more than eager to help me pick an outfit! Stupid sentient ship, shipping us already!
I quickly cleared my throat and complimented everyone on how amazing they looked but I just couldn't take my eyes off the Doctor for long. She was like a magnet for my eyes. Someone help before she realises!
"Don't we all look brilliant? Perfect for the party! 18th century Yorkshire to be exact! What a great century for you guys. Now then, this party is for Nobles and higher, as per usual in these times. Ryan, I suggest you keep in mind about any racist comments that may come out. But as long as you say your Graham's personal butler, you should be welcomed with little resistance. And Yaz, I want you to be (y/n)'s personal maid. That does mean you'll have to follow your so called "masters" around and do anything they ask unfortunately and Graham, (y/n), please act like the others around you and use them. Unfortunately this is the only way all 5 of us can join the party. You'll be fine as long as you bite your tongues. Now the Noble Edward Collins is the host so be sure to thank him for inviting you, even though you technically weren't. And try not to get too drunk, I know what you humans are like! Now follow me." The Doctor explained. I was going to tell the Doctor today, but I guess, I'll have to wait.
The Doctor opened the doors and we were in a cupboard under some gorgeous marble stairs. As we walked towards the party I noticed some family portraits along the walls. They were a very beautiful looking family. The mother had long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. The father was buff, long brown hair and daring brown eyes. There were two children, a girl and a boy. The girl had long brown hair and sparkling blue eyes, whilst the son had blonde hair and brown eyes. They also had a brown greyhound dog laying by the sons feet. The son must be the host, Edward. He looked not much older than 10 in the last painting but the daughter was no where to be found in the portrait and theu all looked mournful. Is she dead and is that the picture capturing the moment of grief? Why would anyone want that? It's so strange, even for this time period.
The Doctor held me and Yaz close, stopping us in our tracks. My heart was racing at the simple touch. But as soon as the touch was there, it was gone. "I hope its okay with you (y/n) but you're going to have to be married to someone."
My heart stopped for a moment and I nearly choked on air. "What? Why?"
"Because women like yourself would have been married as young as 13 or 14. Now your only choices are me and Graham. You can't choose Ryan as he's supposed to be a butler and you can't choose Yaz as she's your maid. The choice is yours, I just need to know wether or not I should refer to you as my darling wife or not?"
What. The. Fuck.
Why did her even calling me that l, turn me on? Obviously, I'm going to choose her but I'm going to have to perfect my reasoning here.
"As much as I love Graham, it's going to be awkward if I have to kiss him or anything because he's like my grandad! I guess you'll do Timelord. Come on then husband, we don't want to be late to the dancefloor!" I spoke clearly hoping she didn't notice how excited I actually was to have even a hint of a relationship with her. It may be fake but ill take anything when it comes to her.
We arrived at the welcome committee and handed our cards over, aka the psychic paper. We were going as Mr and Mrs (last name). The Doctor was holding my hand this entire time and it's driving me insane. I don't know if she can feel my racing pulse under her fingers but if she can I hope she puts it down to excitement! We walked down the most grandest staircase you would ever lay your eyes on.
First we walked around, greeting everyone as they came up to us or if she dragged me to someone she knew, but not personally. She was cute when she was fangirling over these people. Yaz found it annoying as she just wanted to party but I couldn't help it. The way her eyes shimmer with recognition was more beautiful than any galaxy she could ever take us. Sometimes her eyes flickered with admiration and it did make me have jealousy for just a moment before I remembered, I'm staying with her and they aren't .
As the party moved on we met the host Edward. He looked a lot different than in his paintings. He was around 20 years old now and his blonde hair was below his shoulders. He looked a lot like his father with his muscley build. And he was very charismatic which I did not like as he poured all his charm into the Doctor. Does everyone here know that he's gay or does he see through the Doctors disguise? Either way, it was rubbing me the wrong way. I quickly excused myself with Yaz and walked into the bathroom.
"I did not like him. I do not like this Edward guy. Something about him rubs me completely wrong. He's handsome but something is telling me he knows the Doctor isn't a man."
"I felt the same way. He knows something we don't. Before we go out there again, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Yaz asked. My mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. She knows. The jig is up with Yaz. "How do you feel about her, honestly? One minute you 2 are inseparable, then you distance yourself and now you are a nervous wreck around her! I won't judge but I just want to make sure my theory is correct."
Shit. I guess I really was obvious. Does she know?
"If your theory is about me falling hopelessly in love with the Doctor then you'd be correct. I can't help it. I'm going to tell her how I feel without being completely stupid. I just need a right moment to say it." I spoke with a heavy sigh. Hopefully, Yaz can help create that moment thay I need. She nods her head and opens the door. We walk back to the Doctor and notice Edward has gone to other guests and she was talking to Graham. I looked around and saw Ryan flirting with a pretty lady near the food table. Why am I not surprised?
A few hours had passed and the Doctor seemed bored with standing and talking so I made a plan in my head. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the dancefloor as the next song came on. I didn't quite know how to dance properly but I knew the basics if it. She has to lead and I simply follow suit. It took a few moments but I got the hang of it with the Doctors help. Soon we were dancing so gracefully underneath the most beautiful candelabra that lit up her face perfectly.
Her hair swayed to our perfect dance ever so gently. Her eyes sparkled with amusement and her lips were in a permanent smile. She even laughed a couple of times. Then as the music slowed down to a pace that was perfect, I grabbed her waist and looked her. My heart was going crazy and my legs were about to buckle but I had rehearsed my lines. I can do this.
"Hey Doc. Its been an amazing time with you but I can't continue this without being honest with you. But everytime I get close, I back down in fear. So I'm going to let you figure it out. Doctora te amo. Entiendo que si no sientes lo mismo y me iré si quieres. (Doctor i love you. i understand if you don't feel the same way and i'll leave if you want.)" I spoke with as much passion and intention as I could. I looked into her eyes and saw her confused and trying to work out what I said. I would find it cute if my heart was beating right out of my chest. "Well, I've had a great time but I'm fucking knackered. I'm calling it night. I'll be heading to the TARDIS if you need me."
"I'll come with ya. I'm knackered as well and we both need each other to undo the corsets and mine is starting to hurt a little bit. How we used to do this for a full day, everyday, is beyond my understanding. As beautiful as we look, I don't think its worth the pain this will bring in the morning." Yaz spoke with a slight mumble as proof of her mental state and finishing with a yawn. I chuckled at her state and walked back to the TARDIS with a small amount of chat along the way.
She is right though. These corsets really do hurt you after a while, I'm glad I chose not to wear heels or else I'll be fucked for in the morning. I would literally scream. I think the Doctor had the right idea in wearing a suit, no pain. I do feel bad for leaving her but I just need some space after basically admitting everything that's been built up within me for too damn long. Maybe I should tell Yaz how it went and maybe she can help determine if the Doctor is happy or not.
We walked back into the wardrobe room and I helped Yaz out of her corset. She immediately sighed in relief. She finished getting herself into comfy clothes and started to untie my ribbon.
"So did you tell her?"
"Sort of. I basically told her everything but in Spanish. I just hope it doesn't change anything, except in a positive way, of course! If she wants me gone, I've told her that it's fine and I understand. She's very socially awkward and as cute as I find it, it may not help me in this situation. Do you have any clues on how she may react once she figures it out?"
Yaz stopped untying my corset for a moment and placed 1 finger upon her chin in thought. Her eyes were almost shut and seemed almost completely black in the light. After what seemed like forever, she took her finger off her chin and beamed a toothy smile. Her eyes sparkled as she remembered something and seemed to gleam slightly menacingly. A smirk replaced her smile soon after.
"There's a few times she's shown affection towards you. And I mean romantic affection. She always chooses to hold your hand over anyone else's if given the choice. She always steps I'm front of you when an enemy threatens to kill us all or hurt us in anyway. When you go wandering around on your own, she's terrified thats she's lost you forever to an enemy we don't even know of!" Yaz starts explaining carefully as if she's worried on how to word it.
"Those are just friendly affec-"
"I wasn't done. I was warming up." Yaz interrupts me as I was about to go into a self deprecating speech on how I'm just a friend to everyone and never a lover. "She always looks to see your face on adventures because she secretly loves your reactions, bad or good. When the Master revealed himself, she looked straight at you for support on how she should react. When she came back from the Kasavin, she ran straight to you and made sure you were ok first before any of us. When we were in the Tsungra medical ship, the first person she asked for was you! Whilst she was unconscious on board the ship, she kept mumbling your name, over and over again. When she saw how gorgeous you looked today, I thought she'd take you right there on the spot! She fucking loves you (y/n)! You're just so unbelievably blind to it all!"
Yaz was almost red with rage. Did she really do all that, for me? The TARDIS mustve read my mind and seemed to hum positively in reply. If everything Yaz said is true then she'll be so happy about it and maybe we can be a thing! But then again, maybe losing so many in a similar position as me will turn her away. Maybe her soul is awry and she's asking why right now.
Once I had gotten changed I went to sleep almost straight away, I suppose all that dancing and social ques having tired me out more than I thought.
I woke up to a soft knock on my door. I rubbed my (e/c) eyes and told them I'd be a few minutes as I've only just woken up. It wasn't until I finished brushing my (h/c) hair that I remembered what happened yesterday. All the panic rushed within me at once and I nearly threw up. I took several deep breaths and opened the door.
"GRAHAM THANK FUCK ITS YOU!" I almost shouted at him. He looked a little bewildered for a moment before he seemed to remember what brought him here in the first place.
"Hello Love, I'm here because Doc wanted to speak with you privately in the library. She says that the TARDIS will guide you to her location. She seemed a little off after you and Yaz left. Did something happen? Is everything ok?" Graham asked cautiously. He must be so confused.
"Sort of. I'll explain more when I get back but what do you mean by "a little off"?"
"Well she seemed lost in all sense of the word. She kept muttering "Te Amo" all the time. She was all over the place aswell. She got me and Ryan back here not long after you guys. Something about not trusting Ryan to not get alcohol poisoning without her around. She hasn't really left the library since if I'm honest. She's been in there for 12 hours. I only know she wants you because she whattsapped me on my phone. Whatever is going on, please sort it out, she's starting to really worry me. She hasn't been the same since that Master guy came around." Graham spoke clearly, albeit confused. I nodded my head and walked in the opposite direction to him and hoped the TARDIS would take me there quicker than normal. I want to treat this like a plaster, rip it off in one go.
Sooner than I realised, I grabbed the all too familiar door knob of the library. I took a deep breath and walked in. A blue line appeared towards the interactive map. I awakened the console and I saw a black screen with a few words on it. It looked like a message with how it was presented.
Hello (y/n)! Don't walk until you calm. Breath deeply and try not to panic. I promise you, all will work out in the end. I see more than you realise and I know my thief better than anyone whoever stepped foot into my being. I know of her main problem about the situation. If she loves you, drink this. It won't hurt, she'll know what it is.
The TARDIS
I should have been surprised by this new knowledge that she could speak to me, in a way, but I've seen so much and I am so tender hooks so I didn't take much notice of it. I quickly sat down and tried to control my breathing. After about 5 or so minutes, I felt calm enough to finally meet up with her and hear what she has to say.
I followed the blue line carefully until I spotted her in a comfy room. She mustve gotten changed at some point as she was wearing her usual rainbow outfit, minus the jacket. She was sat on a deep purple sofa, legs curled into her body. Her shoes were on the carpeted floor underneath her, seemingly forgotten for the moment. There were many books surrounding us from many cultures and spieces. One wall had a cozy wood burning fireplace crackling within the silence that surrounded us.
Her face was scrunched within deep thought. Her eyes sparkling with an emotion that I couldn't quite put my finger on; hope, sorrow or excitement? Her lips had a small smirk gracing them and her teeth had bitten a small part of it. Her hands were holding a book in a way where I couldn't quite see what it was.
I didn't want to disturb her as she looked so ethereal with the warm glow of the fire highlighting her in the perfect way. Unfortunately, it's plaster time and I wanted this sorted sooner rather than later. I took a deep breath took in the picture for memory.
"Hey, Graham said you wanted to talk to me? Is everything ok?" I asked gently and as softly as I could so she was carefully brought out of her little world. I didn't want to scare her. She raised her eyes from her book for a moment and bookmarked the page she was at with a little TARDIS paperclip. She placed the book on the table at the side of her and patted the seat next to her.
As I sat down my nerves were through the roof. She gave nothing away as she stared at me for a minute, as if assessing something about me.
"Why are you so nervous? Calm down. You are right, It is to do with last night. You left pretty abruptly after basically confessing your feelings to me. I was so confused, not just about what you said but about myself and what I wanted to do about you." The Doctor spoke monotonously. Did she mean get rid of me? "I had to first of all, find out what you said, well done on learning a new language by the way, one even I'm not fluent at. I'm guessing the old girl had something to do with that idea. Not that, you aren't smart enough but you don't know what languages I do or don't know."
The Tardis seemed to chuckled at the accusation and I simply nodded my head. "I wanted to buy myself time and to impress you."
"You impressed me a long time ago Miss (l/n). That is just a cherry on top. After I figured out what you said, no thanks to my old friend here, I went through a lot of thinking. I've not been in many relationships and you know my history regarding the ones I have been in. You know, River and Missy? And I have such a bad past with it ending in nothing but tears for me. I always lose those I care for deeply." She spoke with tears spilling from her gorgeous eyes. I grabbed her face gently and wiped away the stray tears that managed to escape their home.
"That was when you were a man. You're a woman now, everything is so different. Relationships can be heartbreaking. I know what you're main problem is and the TARDIS has a solution to that. I just need you to tell me the truth. How do you feel about me? Do you want me to stay or not?" I stated holding the small shot glassed amount of liquid in my hand. The liquid was golden and sparkled slightly in the light. There were specks of orange and silver within it and it was as hot as a nice cup of (hot drink). Her eyes sparkled with hope and shock. Her lips were smiling wide. And she seemed to giggle at the sight of it. She held it for a moment as if examining it like a rare artefact, maybe it was. Either way, I trust her judgement and if she's happy about it, then so am I. Once she had analysed the drink, she practically leapt into my arms and pushed me down on my back. She smelled of custard creams and the TARDIS which was odd but completely her and I couldn't imagine her smelling any other way.
"That does solve our problem! What she has just given you is the rarest liquid in the universe seeing as only one thing in the entirety of space can produce it. That drink is known as the nectar of the chosen ones. It's rare as the race that used to make them has practically gone extinct. There's only 3 left in the known universe and you're living in one. That drink is the blood of the TARDIS. It grants you immortality if you drink it. It is said to resemble your favourite beverage no matter who you are. However, it only lasts 100 years and you must drink it every century or else your body clock will kick in and you will age and be as mortal as you are now." She speaks with a warning as we sit up holding holds.
"I have no problem with that. I would sacrifice everything if it meant I got to call you mine. Just please tell me and I'll drink it." I told her with adoration in my eyes.
She held me close and planted a soft and gentle kiss to my lips. It was short but it sent more fireworks than you can imagine through my body. I knew I had found her. She grabbed my waist and whispered next to my ear:
"Te Amo"
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Alright soo ik bdsm/dominant & submissive relationships have so many gender roles that differ from couple to couple, and how each person partakes in that role as individuals in a relationship are different.
As people we all like different things as well and we all SHOULD know what we like as individuals and in a real COMMITTED goal oriented unbreakable successful dom/sub relationship each person knows everything that their person likes and should naturally forget about knowing his or her own likes because each of you got that on lock and can please there person without them telling you when its needed and how to do it or what they are in the mood for..
I am a dominant. But for me I'm a bit different from most . Growing up as a kid very familiar with poverty, I didn't have very many friends so what attention I got was being laughed at for having such bug feet being so young plus I was the tallest in my class up till the end of middleschool, I had long lanky arms a good bit of baby fat (as ma use to call it) and long legs with goofy ass knees so I hated shorts because back in elementary where the bullying started, I may be wrong about this but I don't think Walmart could carry any and1 basket ball shorts that covered my knees nor could we afford It honestly. The kids would call me things like "jolly green giant, sasquach, big dumb (especially if I had to read out loud.. I'm not a good out loud reader) big retard or just tard.. that line of name-calling cease to exist come my 5th and 6th grade years.. mind u I spent an extra year in 4th grade soo I was just adding more fule t on the fire for my later years.
My mother, a single mom of 2 terrorists that worked her hardest to make sure we had what we needed and by doing so came overtime hours after working solid 12s 5 nights a week so she now worked 7 12s a week to get her ot in and be home in the morning to feed us and get us off to school so she can relax and sleep. Like any exhausted human, if there's something that can help you feel good enough to work 7 days a week and be able to parent with the bare minimum sleep, I think most would consider the option heavly. And then addiction..... sooo yeah more hell in school. Long story short .. I got tortured in school. It subsided in the last 2 years before I quit my jr year. But anywho my friends consisted of band in 5-6 grade football and wrestling in 7-8 -9-10 (injuries wrecked my entire school also didn't help my popularity non. And lastly jrotc my freshman year in high school. And a ton of females did band and jrotc (basically a free period lol) so I got tight with females in school while the dudes bullied the fuck out of me... I learned how to be a gorls best friend, do hair, nails, make up. Whatever I needed to learn I did... then sports was where I learned that most men are pigs weather its in a locker room. Or at home she another huge plus and can relate to females. I learned how to gossip and and learned any and all kinds of things girls like from fat free foods to why yell what those socks that look kinda like jon boats or canoes yaknow the shortest socks and adult human could even wear def entirely to short to even be related to ankle socks and how do yall keep them things on your feet while in shoes?!?! Some welfare witchcraft type shit goin on there ima throw that out there 🤣 hell my moms almost died one day she asked me how her hair looked after she curled the sides of her hair on either cheek but she curled both sides to the insides of her cheeks and I told her teacher try curling them out it would look better and she was stunned that I knew what I was talking about . Long story short I took so much time knowing whT makes yell tick, physically, mentally, stomachally ;p, definitely sexually.
Sooo on to this i watched ole ma get beet on by men my whole life and when I tried to fight em off her ( almost every fight that got physical between my mom and a man) there i was right i. The middle of the action knot knowing what the fuck ima do next i was only 11 so I took moms beating more than once.
I've been beaten on by females, alot... yea big ole me.. absolutely refuses to hit back. and ill die that way.
All these events me me the dominant that I am today... I'm strong and I will fight even if I don't want to. I am a protector. My person will feel safe, I can't take fear away ofcorse but I promise she won't be fearful of me.
I take care of my person idc what she ASKS of me ill do it. My rules are simple.
1.) Don't fuckin lie to me.
2.) Don't fucking cheat on me.
3.) Fuckin communicate
4.) DONT FUCKIN BREAK RULE ONE!
Lol I wear my heart on my sleeve and am a very passionate dom. I love giving my person attention and I love to cuddle up to movies, I'm even a hopeless romantic sometimes and I cook I love cooking honestly.
Im also into all sorts of shit forced play, cnc role play and love me a good brat that likes to play hard to get ;)
Most importantly im a dominant that builds his relationship off honesty, respect, compromise and the glue that most dominant men now phase completely out...
LOVE!❤
Now lady's can I ask a very simple question.. well this if me telling whoever will read it about the kind of man I am ofcorse with a recent pic of me (earlier today) to show that im not a terrible looking man.. soo why am I single?
All this is 1000% honest I absolutely DO NOT LIE. I will not play any sort of spin games with anyone. Lol hope someone enjoys
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Public School Stuff I Wanted to Share
public school is both beautiful and horrifying am i right
so ill just go by the grades i guess
Kindergarten, first year
i did kindergartden at a catholic school in a relativly big city so this one’s got some shit
we went to church every wednesday, me and best friend (lost track of her when we moved, wish we’d stayed in touch, she was awesome) would giggle the whole time, pretty sure we made fun of jesus once, can’t remember why, possibly the hair
i had the nicest teacher, she was (as i remember her) young, blonde, and super sweet, that was the first and last year i ever had naptime
SPEAKING of naptime
i never slept during it
once i found what i remember being a nut of some sort on the ground, probably came off someone’s shoe
i grab it, turn to sarah (my best friend), say something about putting it up my nose
sarah, apparently having common sense, says, “no dont do it!! we’re supposed to be sleeping!!”
i put it up my fucking nose
try to get it out, just push it farther in
im crying a little bit now, that shit hurts
go up to my teacher
“you’re supposed to be asleep!”
“i have a nut up my nose and it wont come out”
teacher tries to get it out, but it wont budge
just. sends me back to my mat
that was it
the art room was tiny
like re-purposed broom closet tiny
there was a copy of the mona lisa in the hallway, someone had drawn ray bans on it with a pencil, never got replaced
there was a creepy-ass basement i went down to after school, we ate cheeseballs and sandwiches with some kind of meat, mayo, and that kinda yellow bread
someone broke his leg down there once, think an older kid threw him at the ceiling or something
we learned how to play Silver Bells with actual bells in music class
Kindergarten, second year
i remember these two teachers as the evil step sister-type look, but it might be my little kid imagination
but seriously they were horrible
we learned stuff in a room that was more middle-school styled, except everything was green or black and it was v dark
me and sarah attained a new friend, john
honestly i think we would’ve stayed friends for a while if i didnt move away
i have two vivid memories
one is of me really wanting to go home, so i walked by the teacher’s desk and did a fake sneeze
they laughed at me and told me to go sit back down
the other is john leaning his chair back and then falling, so me and sarah went to help him back up
it was funny, so he did it again
and again
me and sarah were laughing, had the time of our lives
after the maybe fifth time the teachers said “john can get back up by himself. sit down and stay there.”
one of the reasons we moved was bc i got sent a letter from my fourth grade buddie
most of the words weren’t spelled correctly, many letters were backwards
my mother was horrified
ofc now we know it was probably a learning disability
1st grade
this is when i moved
beginning of school i was ASTOUNDED we didnt have uniforms, one of the best things ever to happen to me
nothing wrong with this teacher, she was cool
thing is i was a little shit
told everyone my dogs died (they did but i was maybe three when it happened, i remember it not)
all my personal narratives were bullshit (only one sticks in my memory, wrote it about celebrating christmas AND hanukkah with my dad’s friends who were jewish, i have never even met those friends)
had a crush on this kid, best friend (she was terrible and helped wreck me emotionally) told me to kiss him in music class. me being a stupid ass bitch, i did it, aND HE GOES TO THE TEACHER AND CALLS ME OUT. at the end of class she gets both of us to stay for a bit, AND I DENYIED EVERYTHING. i walked across the fucking classroom, kissed him on the cheek, ran away giggling, told my teacher i didn’t do anything, AND GOT AWAY WITH IT. i’ve embarrassed myself further with this child but thats another story
2nd grade
i loved this teacher but honestly he was absolute shit
like. all he did was play the guitar and sing with us
never actually taught us stuff???
middle of the year, my mom goes in for a parent-teacher conference, he tells her i dont pay attention is math.
“what do you mean?”
“she doesn’t listen, she just takes out a book and starts reading.”
“........have you.... tried taking the book away?”
“sure, i could try that.”
“o....kay”
he also told her i’d be a girl who’d grow up to love spellcheck (which i do lmao)
like ???? why not just??? teach me to spell????
there was this one dude who one day showed up, gave me a pink stuffed cat, and then asked me where i lived
funniest thing was he lived on the same street as me
something that is vivid in my memory is showing up to class one day and realizing that i was wearing my regular clothes over my pajamas
also we had fish
every day someone else was in charge of feeding them
one of the times it was my job, i grab the fish food and walk over to the tank only to find all of the fish floating on the top
i screamed “THE FISH CAN FLY?!?!?!?!?!”
everyone ran over, all of us scarred for life when Mr. G walks over and goes in the most normal voice ever “no theyre dead”
we held a funeral
the cause of death is still undetermined
3rd grade
this year just draws a blank for me
all i know is that whoever the teacher was, they neglected to teach me how to tell time from a clock
also we learned the Cotten Eyed Joe dance in gym around here
4th grade
i had two teachers this year
one was the same one from 1st grade, the other one was a total bitch
made a girl named hannah ball her eyes out once, never apologized
i was (and am) and avid reader, so my reading skills were high above average
instead of being proud of me she told me i was weird, not normal, and too smart for a 4th grader, so i MUST be cheating.
she was the start of a lot of self confidence issues for me ngl
this was around the time i went and got tested for ADHD (me and my grandmother almost broke down on the highway but thats another story), Mrs. M (the nice one) was super supportive when i told her why i was leaving early but Ms. S (bitch) told me ADHD wasn’t real and i just wanted to be special for once
she sucked, Ms. S
5th grade
this is getting super long so this’ll be the last one i do
but my teacher..... Mr. F was A+++++
he legitimately taught me math
we had i guess like,,, a buddie class we switched with sometimes
the teacher of that class was Mrs. R, who had crazy red hair and many freckles
at one point she referenced a meme and my entire class started screaming
also there was another Mrs. S (to differentiate this one will be called Mrs. Su)
she was kind of crazy
she was the astronomy teacher and she told us many times that the moon landing was faked
once she handed out sunscreen and had everyone put it on their whole body (this was in december, fyi)
Mr. F also hosted an ‘archeological dig’ which sounds cool but in reality he had a bunch of arcade prizes from his childhood buried in little flower pots we dug into with plastic spoons
also heres some stuff i cants pinpoint the time of/happened in multiple grades:
someone held a who-can-scream-the-most-like-a-goat contest
a guy named Makenzie won
remember we planned it while the teacher left the classroom so the teacher walks back in and one by one everyone in the room starts screaming, there was some applause, a few kids got a standing ovation
we cleaned out our desks in the middle of the year, i found 3 socks and a dog treat in mine
like how the fuck did any of those things get there
and where’s the fourth sock
b o t t l e f l i p p i n g
but no seriously there were at least five water bottles stuck in the ceiling in the cafeteria
my sorta friend charlie was obsessed with paper airplanes
one time he might’ve broken the world record for longest time in the air but he was counting in his head and it was at recess so there was no video
four square and gaga ball would be played no matter the setting, time, or conditions and it was super competitive
like if you could get to king in four square you got the everlasting respect of everyone
and everyone was super educated on four square special rules, special plays, that kinda shit
no but guys i grew up with bus stop, candy store, haunted house on mondays, haunted mansion on fridays, zombies was fair game unless it was Zach, Ryan, Chrissy or Vee
me and one other guy named andrew were the only known pjo fans, had the time of our LIVES making refrences
“HEY ANDREW IM NOBODY”
“I HAVE WAITED YEARS FOR YOU, NOBODY, COME HERE AND FACE YOUR DEATH”
“hey annabeth, i thought you looked like a princess when i first saw you. i printed out a picture you sent me casually and kept it with me. i snuck along on a quest so i could save you, endangering myself immensely. i held the sky for you. when you talk about your crush on luke, i get jealous. beckendorf understood, but hes dead.”
“ikr we’re literally the best of friends”
“RIGHT”
also the first time we finished mark of athena we were in the same classroom and we individually dropped the book, stood up, looked at each other, and screamed “WELL FUCK YOU TOO RICK RIORDAN”
#public school#percy jackson#percabeth#my childhood#you dont have to read this but i felt like posting it lol#if you've read this far#i applaud you#thanks for listening to my meaningless shit#im gonna be a comedian#school#school stories#adhd#kind of
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Newsies prompts! Yeah! Um... 1. Jack being a big brother to Race. 2. Crutchie and Racetrack getting into some trouble together. 3. Jack and Spot caring for some of the littles. Pick one or write them all idc. Can’t wait to read!
Hi this took me like 4 days to write, I thought it was longer than that but okay, I have loads of other stuff in the works, this is just the first one I finished. Sorry for the wait. So this is for the prompt we’re Crutchie and Race get into trouble.
I tried to mix both 1992sies and livesies in this, but I don’t think it really comes across. Also, this story is ever so slightly exaggerated, but oh well. But it’s been a while since I’ve written anything, so this probably isn’t the best.
This will also be found on my AO3 account.
"Remind me ta never listen ta you again."
"How was I'se suppost ta know this would 'appen?"
"Well, I dunno. But now I’m in trouble because a’ summing I didn’t even do."
“Oh c’mon! Nuthin’ bad happened. I came out worse than you did. You get to go home scot-free.”
“But still. This is all your fault an’ I’m gonna make sure everyone knows it.”
"Wow, Crutch, whatta' way to throw a pal under da bus."
"You'se deserve it."
Race rolled his eyes and sulked further down into his chair, only to regret it when the hard plastic rubbed uncomfortably into his back. He glanced at his companion, who looked just about as shit as he felt. Crutchie kept nervously running a hand through his hair and fidgeting with the helm of his shirt, he looked like someone who had just been caught doing something illegal. Oh wait, that's because he had. Let's take a step back, shall we?
2 hours earlier.
Crutchie stood outside his door step, awaiting Race's arrival. The two had decided to spend the evening together, since none of their other friends were available. Race had said he would pick him up at 6. After Crutchie's watch ticked 6:15, Race's old TP Cruiser pulled up. He wore a bright, cheeky grin as he leaned over to open the passenger side door. "Get in loser, we're going shopping!" Crutchie gleefully obliged, grabbing his crutch and sliding into the front seat.
"Are you ready for the funnest night of yer life?" Race asked, a unlit cigar hanging loosely from his mouth.
Crutchie laughed. "We'se just goin' ta the diner on 4th, ain't we?"
"Nope," Race grabbed something from the cupholder beside him and handed it to Crutchie. "Just got this from my guy. Thought we'd treat ourselves tonight." It was a fake ID.
Antonio Higgings
11/12l1997
XXX XXXX XXX
XX/XX/XX
XX/XX/XX
"Yer guy?" Crutchie snorted, handing the card back. "You'se mean Albert."
"Maybe I do. Anyway, I'm low on cigs and shit, so I thought we'se stop by a corner shop and see how well this baby works." Starting the engine, Race pulled out of Crutchie's drive and set off for the nearest place that would give them what they wanted.
"What if we'se get caught? I don't wanna be done just because you'se got a nicotine addiction." Crutchie offered, messing with the diles for the radio.
"Then I punch Albert in the face," Race resorted. That drew a snicker from the blonde. "But seriously, don't worry 'bout it. Everthin's gonna be a-okay!"
Spolier altert; it wasn't.
After 10 or so minutes of driving, Race pulled to a stop and poorly parked the car. "Eh, good enough." He got out, with Crutchie tailing right behind him.
"You don't gotta come in. Ya know, cuz yer so scared of gettin' caught." The taller boy mocked.
Crutchie retaliated by hitting Race in the leg with his crutch. "I'm comin' wit' cha so you don't get punched in the face." Race forged offence, but waved off the comment.
The shop was small, just your regular off-licence, cheap booze with an even cheaper taste, the perfect thing to fuel Race's needs. A little bell rang as they opened the door, there weren't many people inside the shop, Crutchie noted the few middle aged men who were likely in there for similar reasons as themselves. Race swaggered to the front counter, an air of confidence around him. The shop clerk, a young man with a stoic expression, rolled his eyes at the tall blonde.
"What can I get you?" The clerk's tone was as cheerful as expected.
Race grinned cockily. "A smile would be a start, sweetheart," The shop clerk didn't respond, but continued to glare the boy down. "Okay then… A box o' ya finest Corona's and summa that scotch ya got up there." Race slapped $50 on the counter, along with his fake ID.
The clerk picked the card up, eying it suspiciously. Crutchie had a feeling this wouldn’t end well. “Yah think you’re funny, kid? Think I don’t know what a fake ID looks like?” The clerk said. “I’m gonna have to call the cops, you know.”
Race’s expression floored. Disbelief and fear quickly made itself at home. Crutchie felt a similar dread rise up in his stomach, he looked to Race for an inkling of what to do next, but the tall boy just continued to stare dumbly. Until he finally said, “I’m gonna fuckin’ kill Albert.”
As it turns out, the shop had an undercover officer outside the shop to deal with instances like this. The clerk called him in, and he escorted Crutchie and Race to the local station. Luckily, they had pretty much just been given a slap on the wrist and a call home. Except, since this wasn’t Race’s first offence, so he had also been slapped with a $50 fine.
The boys anxiously awaited the arrival of the parents. Race had already had a million and one messages from his brother, Jack. The sonva’ was having a field day with this. Text after text about how much trouble Race would be in, how he was grounded and how much shit Jack’s going to give him for this. Race ignored his brother, instead opting for spamming Albert with a variety of angry messages in all caps.
GottaGoFast - RedHeadHoe
19:05
GottaGoFast: ALBERT FUCKING DASILVA
GottaGoFast: U FUCKING BITCH
GottaGoFast: IM SO GOING TO KILL U
RedHeadHoe: ???
GottaGoFast: im at the police station
RadHeadHoe: oh what did u do now???
RedHeadHoe: OH
RedHeadHoe: YOU GOT CAUGHT
RedHeadHoe: HA
GottaGoFast: YEAH AND ITS ALL UR FAULT
RedHeadHoe: how is it my fault???
GottaGoFast: BECAUSE UR THE 1 WHO GAVE ME THE ID
RedHeadHoe: dude u didnt have to use it
RedHeadHoe: also i dont make them so it aint my fault
RedHeadHoe: blame my guy
GottaGoFast: ur guy?????
RedHeadHoe: ye
RedHeadHoe: skittery
GottaGoFast: ok but ur still dead
RedHeadHoe: cool
GottaGoFast: dentys gonna be here soon so gotta go
RedHeadHoe: good luck my dude
GottaGoFast: fuck u
RedHeadHoe: :)
Race slipped his phone into his pocket, just in time to see some familiar faces walk though the station door. Bryan Denton, Race’s foster father, walked up to the receptionist desk, before being pointed towards where the boys were sitting. Race looked at Crutchie, before straightening his back and putting on his most charming smile. "Heya Denty!" Race beamed, hoping to the gods above that this would go in his favour. Bryan didn't look particularly mad, but Denton never really got mad. It was like the man was incapable of it, it was great, and Race had done a lot of things that would cause any parent to flip their shit.
"Race," Bryan started, calm and collected as always."What were you thinking?" Okay, maybe it wasn't as great as Race thought, Denton's tranquill state was quite unsettling at the moment, Race had no idea what he was thinking.
"We'se just wanted to have a bit a' fun, ya know, teenage stuff," The blonde rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Did they'se tell ya 'bout da fine?"
"Yeah, they told me over the phone," Denton said. "I'll pay it and then we'll go home. Jack's waiting for us in the car.”
Race rolled his eyes. "Oh yay."
Crutchie didn't really pay much attention to the scene in front of him, he was too caught up in his own head. Fear and worry filled his thoughts, his grandmother wasn't the most forgiving then it came to things like this. Crutchie remembered once when he was 7 and snuck out of his room in the middle of the night to get one of the freshly baked cookies his grandmother had made that day, the elderly woman had found out about his midnight snack and boy was there hell to pay. She wasn't particularly mean or nasty, she could just be strict at times.
Times like these, Crutchie thought as he saw his grandmother barrel towards him with an expression that would make the toughest of men wet themselves. "Charles Andrew Morris! You are in so much trouble, young man!" Oh no, she used his full name. He really was a goner.
"Race, I don't think I'm comin' outta this alive…” Crutchie said.
Race snorted. "Don't worry, my dude, I got this." Crutchie didn't have time to ask what 'this' was, as Race stepped in front of him and greeted his grandmother.
"Mrs Morris, so good ta see ya 'gain," Race started. That diverted the woman from her path of destruction, as she instead gave the blonde a striking glare. The Italian tried not to shrink under her gaze, opting to continue with his sentence. "So um, ya see, Ma'am. It wasn't actually Crutchie's fault, it was mine. So, err, don't punish him for my mistake."
What?
Crutchie was in complete disbelief. And he wasn't the only one, Bryan shared a similar expression. While Race was a good friend, he was also a bit of an asshole, so him taking all the blame for this (even though it was his fault), was a surprise.
Crutchie’s grandmother eyed the boy suspiciously, before she turned on her heels and walked away. “Come on, Charlie, it’s time to go home.”
Crutchie was slightly dumbfounded, but didn’t question as he hugged Race. “Thanks man.”
Race winked and smiled. “No problem, Crutch. Text me if you ain’t dead!”
“Will do!”
RiceCrutchies - Racer
21:35
RiceCrutchies: Guess who aint dead :)))
Racer: yayyyy
Racer: so what happened
RiceCrutchies: Gran wasn’t very happy but she wasnt too mad
RiceCrutchies: Im grounded for 2 weeks tho
Racer: oh well at least we had 1 last night of fun before that
RiceCrutchies: Yea so how’d it go with Denton???
Racer: not too bad
Racer: im also grounded but they took my cigs at the police station so i need to get more from Albert
RiceCrutchies: You think you would have learnt your lesson but ok
Racer: 👌
Racer: i gotta go crutch see you in school???
RiceCrutchies: Yeah, see you and try not to do anything illegal between then
Racer: no promises
RiceCrutchies: 🤦
#newsies#livesies#1992sies#newsies writing#writing#writing prompt#crutchie morris#racetrack higgins#jack kelly#albert dasilva#bryan denton#most of them are just mentioned#Jack and Race are brothers#Denton is their adopted dad#Bryan Denton? More like Danton#Crutchie lives with his grandmother#She’s kinda mean but she means well#This is honestly kinda shit#also on ao3#jackcrutchie#but there is no mention of it#but it’s there#modern au#I forgot to tag that
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Kylo Ren Does Have A Ring To It
chapter 37 of So Happy Together
Masterlist
note: sorry this took so long to get out. the next chapter is gonna be super sad so im sorry in advance for all the sadness.
possible tw: underage smoking, and drink (dont drink or smoke kids)
The sun felt amazing on your skin. The cold winter months were finally gone, and the summer heat had settled in. you laid out on the small floatie letting your skin absorb the heat. Your mind was blank as you absentmindedly soaked in the sun. your relaxing was interrupted when you felt your floatie moving a bit too much, then next thing you knew you were falling into the water. You struggled to get back to the surface. When you finally got up you saw Kylo running in the water to where Hux was.
“WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?” you screamed out to him.
“THAT WAS FOR THE ANTS!!!” you heard Hux yell back.
“Idiots.” you whispered to yourself as you grabbed the floatie. Walking back to shore you looked at the truck. The water guns you all had bought were still sitting in the bed of it. As you approached the truck you tossed the floatie into the bed. The boy’s guns were still there too. You grabbed yours, and saw Kylos snorkel stuff. You opened it, and put it on as best you could. The goggles were huge on you, but you made it work.
The boys were facing the opposite way which gave you the perfect opportunity to sneak up on them. Slowly you got back into the water, and you let yourself go under. With the goggles you were able to spot their legs, and you swam towards them. You came up about a foot behind them, and loaded your water gun. Slowly you walked back over to them, and shot Hux in the back a few times. He screamed, and fell into the water. Kylo turned around and put his hands up as you took the goggles off.
“Any last words?” you asked him playfully as Hux got back up.
“Uhh….you’re my best friend.” he said.
“Nice try.” you sprayed water at his face, and lowered the water gun.
“Alright you win this one Kenobi.” Hux said as he wiped water off his face.
“Yeah, but were getting you back for that one.” Kylo said.
“Hey, I was minding my business when you two decided to ruin it.”
“You started it with the ants.” Kylo said walking back to shore.
“He is right. You started it.” Hux reminded you as he followed Kylo. Great now they were in cahoots together. Guess that just meant you, and Ben had to team up to fight this kind of evil.
“Hey you guys wanna blow up the big floatie, and go down the river?” you asked them as they dried off with their towels.
“Sounds pretty good to me.” Hux said as he grabbed the box from the trunk. He worked on getting it open while you, and Kylo dried off a bit. You went into the small cooler you guys had brought, and grabbed a drink. As Hux got the box open you sat on the truck bed with him, and chatted with Kylo. you both were talking about Han, and him when Hux interrupted.
“Where's the pump for the floatie?”
“I don't know Kylo was supposed to pack it.” you both looked to him.
“Hey, don't look at me, it's in there.”
“Where?” Hux asked him. Kylo looked like he was thinking before he finally said.
“Yeah okay, so I forgot it.” you sprayed him again with the water gun as punishment.
“Well since the bike boy over here forgot it he's the first one to blow.” you said as you took it from Hux’s hands, and passed it to Kylo.
“I'm not a bike boy!” he defended.
“Fine sword boy then. Get blowin.” you commanded as he took it out of your hands. He stayed blowing air into the giant float for about 20 minutes before he got tired. Luckily he got a good portion of it blown up before then. He passed it over to you, and you took your turn. After an hour all three of you managed to get it blown up.
There wasn't an intense amount of sun in the sky, but there was enough that Hux was in trouble. You all hadn’t been there long, but his fair skin was already getting a red hue to it. You fought with him for a few minutes about him needing to reapply. He insisted that he would be fine for another hour, but you knew within the hour you would be far from shore, and wouldn't be able to get it for him. He finally caved in, and reapplied a thick layer as a joke. Kylo came up behind him, and patted him on the back for seemingly no reason. When he took the float to the water you realized what kylor had done. In the thick layer that was on his back was Kylos giant handprint ready to be burned into his skin. You stifled your laughter as Hux set up the float.
“Ok, are we ready for lift off?” you asked the boys.
“Ren, grab the cooler. We may get hungry while we are out.” Hux demanded.
“On it Boss.” Kylo said as he walked to the cab, and grabbed it. He loaded it into the 4th floatie seat, and stepped onto it. He held his hands out to the both of you.
“Ladies first,” he said. You went to grab his hand when he pushed it away.
“I said ladies, let's go Hux.” you hit his shoulder, and Hux took his hand.
“Ever the gentleman, Ren.” Hux Dramatically batted his eyelashes at Kylo, and stepped onto the float.
“You two, are absolutely insane.” you said to them as you sat down in one of the seats.
“Insanely in love.” Kylo joked as he sat in his spot. With that you all worked together to push the floatie away from the shore. You all stuck your arms out ofit, and tried paddling towards the start of the river. Once you were there, you let the river take the float where it wanted, and you guys stopped paddling with your arms.
“So here we all are.” Hux said as he laid back in his seat.
“You know when I first met you all I never thought we would be friends. I thought you all would think I'm weird, and not hang out with me.”
“Ren, we do think you are weird. We are too, it's why we keep inviting you back.”
“So what's with the whole Ren thing? I heard you call him that all day.”
“Ok. so don't my parents, but I changed my last name. It's Kylo Ren now.”
“Changed your last name? Why?”
“Cmon. Kylo Solo? Did that sound like a good name to have? It rhymed, no name should rhyme.” he argued.
“He does have a point. Names should not rhyme, it's bizarre.” Hux added.
“Exactly. So I changed it to Ren, like my biker gang.”
“As dorky as that is, Kylo Ren does have a ring to it. I like it.” you said.
“Thanks, just dont tell my parents they would lose their minds.”
“Do you plan on telling them?”
“Not until my death bed.” he responded as he opened the cooler.
“Hey, you want your smokes, Hux?”
“HUSH! PEOPLE COULD HEAR YOU.” he scolded Kylo.
“So is that a yes?” he asked.
“Yes, give them to me.” he said as he held his hand out. Kylo grabbed the small carton from the cooler, and handed it over to him. He opened it, and pulled one out. Kylo dug through the cooler, and brought out his lighter. Hux took it, lit his cigarette, and handed both items back to be put in the cooler again. You watched him as his body visibly relaxed as he took a drag.
“Hey do you drink?” you heard Kylo say.
“Who, me?” you asked.
“Yeah. I stole a bottle of my moms wine. The good stuff too, she usually pulls this one out for holidays.” he pulled out the bottle, and handed it over to you. Gently, you took the bottle, and read the label.
“Pryde Vines? Why does that sound familiar?” you asked him.
“Enric Pryde. My Father, and him work closely together. Obi-Wan knows him as well, that's probably why you have heard the name.” Hux said as he kept smoking.
“Yeah, my grandpa has stocks in the vineyard so we get free bottles every now and then, but this is one of their better ones, she has a cup every christmas like clock work.” Kylo said as he took back the bottle, and opened it.
“So you stole it?” you asked him.
“Yeah I stole it!”
“Why?”
“It's just who I am as a person.” he said as he took a sip. He held it towards Hux, and he took it.
“You don't have to drink if you don't want to kid. If you do, we won't tell.” he said as Hux drank.
“I'm not too sure, I've never done this sort of stuff.”
“Well, who better to try it with, than your best friends?” Hux said as he passed the bottle to Kylo. Kylo took a big chug, and held it towards you.
“Your big moment kid. Now or never.” He said as you took it.
“Just a sip, i'm not looking to get wrecked” you put the bottle to your lips, and took the smallest sip. The wine smelled sour, but when it hit your lips it was warm, and sweet. You had only taken the slightest sip, but it was enough for you to understand why the wine was so special to Leia. You heard the boys cheering for you as you put the bottle down, and wiped your mouth.
“I knew you had some delinquency in you!” Kylo said as he patted your back as Hux too the bottle back.
“Hey, should you even have that by something that can burst into flames?” you asked Hux. he looked at his cigarette, and inhaled the rest of it, before flicking the butt of it out into the water, and taking another drink.
“Dude. littering?” Kylo said to him.
“Ren, I once saw you rip up a plastic bag, and throw it on the ground for fun, I do not want to hear it.”
“You rip up plastic bags for fun?” you asked Kylo.
“Hey it was just once.” you laughed at him while he snatched the bottle away from Hux, and drank some. You then gently grabbed the bottle, and took a drink for yourself. The three of you drank, and relaxed as the floatie slowly followed the river's current. You leaned back, and looked at everything around you. The trees were large, and bent over the river covering the wide body of water in shade. There were a few other people going down the river along with you guys that you could see. Hux had closed his eyes, and was soaking in the little spots of sun that seeped through the trees. The water was clear, and deep. You could see the little fish swimming around the floaties bottom. You Stuck your hand in, and watched them scatter quickly before swimming back to your hand out of curiosity.
You heard the sound of birds, both in the forest around the river, and up in the air above the trees. There was one bird native to the area that you were hoping to see. You remember your grandfather telling you about how he saw it once, but you wanted to see it for yourself. The shyyyo bird was a big crane life bird with beautiful feathers. The entire time you tried to keep your eyes in the trees in order to spot it. You gave up pretty quickly. With the alcohol in your system you just wanted to lay back, and do nothing, but enjoy the day. The river was long, and winding, and the three of you still had a long way to go on it. Kylo was checking out some girl that was swimming with her friends, and you followed where he was looking.
“Dude go for it.” you said to him. He looked at you then back at her.
“Nah, i'm just enjoying the view.” he said in response.
“I believe that is the most barbaric thing I have heard you say today.” Hux said as he looked at the girl with him.
“Hux you don't get to scold him if you do the same thing.”
“I'm just enjoying the view.” he said as a joke. You smiled as they continued talking. Kylo hadn’t been in your life long, but you knew you loved him. He had a side to him he never showed anyone. A side that was childish, and fun. Not as serious, and brooding as he was when you first met him. He proved to be sweet, funny, caring, and understanding. He had his moments where he acted like Han, but all that he got from Leia. He definitely had Hans charm, and wit. He also had the ability to worm his way out of any situation like Han. it's insane how many times a week he finds himself in trouble, but he always weasels his way out.
Soon you all had drifted through the entire river. At the end was another lake, one that was way smaller than origin lake. It had a few people with small children in it, and some people with pets. It made you wish you guys had brought Chewie, or Gideon. The boys wanted to spend some time at the smaller lake to sober up a bit before leaving for the day. The wine bottle wasn't passed to you, as much as it was passed between Kylo, and Hux. you took 3 sips max, so you left them to stay at the smaller lake, while you walked the hike trail back to origin lake where the truck was parked. Your feet, and legs were killing you by the time you got to the truck, but still you got in, and drove back to where Hux, and Kylo were left.
You pulled up, and watched them lay on the float that was on the shore. The small waves crashed against the float, and splashed onto Hux. as you put the truck in park Hux began deflating the float, while Kylo got up, and grabbed the cooler. He placed it in the bed, and you walked out to help Hux. Deflating it was fairly easy. You, and Hux just sat on it, and slowly the air was being let out. Kylo dried himself off, before handing a towel over to the two of you. When you were dried off, and the float was small enough to fit back in its box you all decided to go home.
The drive home was just as fun as the day was. It consisted of all three of you talking about random things. Kylo, and Hux of course had a debate about movies. Hey both looked to you as their mediator. Today's debate had been whether they could survive some movie apocalypse. Hux was practical and rational. He knew that if a virus apocalypse happened he would most likely die during the first few days. Kylo on the other hand thought he would survive. He argued his blood was too strong which made zero sense, but you let him have it. They ended the debate just as you had pulled into Kylos driveways. You, and the boys said your goodbyes, and they went inside as you set off to drive home.
The ride home was quiet. You were just excited to go home, and see your pop pop,and tell Gideon about the day you had. You would be lying if you said you didn’t speed a bit to get there. When you finally arrived home, you ran inside. You assumed that your pop pop had gone to bed, but to your surprise they were both in the den. You walked in and immediately felt uneasy.
You turned to look at your grandfather. Then Gideon. Somethings wrong. Very wrong
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[TWICE] Jihyo's smile is good. It's even better covered in cum.
this will be long! i have a whole scenerio in my head, i hope it's halfway decent lol.
this is good this is really really good. maybe Jeong & Nabongs know how to bring out the brightest smile in their sweet leader..
G!P jeong. Sub! jihyo. Sadist! nayeon.
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The bed was plush, you could almost melt into the fabric. Jihyo thought she mine as well make herself comfortable if she was gonna have to wait to be taken care of. The leader has been in a particularly bratty mood to her two unnies since dinner, she knew she was in for it tonight & couldn't help but express her need for the woman in front of her to do something, anything, just so she didn't have to deal with the nuisance of being still.
Jihyo pulls herself up on her elbows, raises an eyebrow at her unnie almost mocking her, daring her to make a move.
"Don't think because Jeong isn't here that i won't start without her." Nayeon spits out.
Nayeon was growing impatient of waiting for the 3rd of the infamous trio to come back into their room. Jeongyeon was on the same floor of the hotel making final rounds with maknae-line and staff wishing them all a good night. The members were traveling, filming for their new comeback. Everyone was near exhausted, well, almost everyone.
"And what would you do anyways, unnie? Everyone knows you're just Jeong's little 'rope bunny' as much as the rest of us, isn't that right?"
Jeongyeon heard the retaliating muffles of her brat through the door. Although Jeong didn't need to strain her ears as much to hear the sharp sound of a slap & the moan that followed.
(nayeon POV)
I couldn't shut up the absolute cumslut, that is twice's leader, fast enough so it seemed. In a split second i'm on our bed sitting up on my knees with my long fingers in the back of Jihyo's throat. My other hand caressing her reddened right cheek, tentatively, establishing my warning that i can hit her again and again and again and ag-
I guess i can't trust either of you to keep your hands to yourself for 2 minutes."
I whipped my head around to where i heard the dominating voice. Daddy putting the complimentary "Do Not Disturb" sign on the front knob of the door, checking the hallway, then closing the door slowly behind her. She hasn't looked up at the unfolding scene on the giant king-sized bed, no, not yet. Only hearing the delicious gagging sounds of her supple leader, desperate to be filled more in the hole of hers that thought it could talk back.
I took my fingers out of jihyo's mouth slowly, letting her latch onto my fingertips once more as a warm gesture. I knew she wouldn't get her way for the rest of the night so seeing her sucking and nibbling for me, making a mess of herself. her big, droopy, pleading orbs staring into mine as if I've given her the world, almost made me want to go soft on her. She's always been gorgeous, god i loved that smile. but i knew better than to think that would do for the stunt she pulled under the table at dinner earlier tonight, not just that but her drunk teasing gets under my skin so easily; she deserves what's coming to her. Remembering this i pull away from jihyo quickly and stand at the end of the bed, turning my head to daddy instead.
(jihyo POV)
God, it's taking everything in me not to get on my knees and beg nayeon to come back and choke me, hurt me, to do what she does best. It felt so good that i didn't notice the tears dripping down my chin, i'm a mess & ive never felt better. It takes me a moment to absorb the situation. I decide to defend myself to daddy, i wanted to test if unnie nabongs might lose control on me again.
"I kept my hands to myself daddy i swear, mommy is the one that came to me, I was being your good little slut."
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(jeongyeon POV)
I lift my head to see the scene unfold of my bunny sending a threatening glare in Jihyo's direction. I faintly heard what the cumslut of the night said as all my attention was towards my rapidly growing bulge under my jeans. "Nabongs please get the red nylon rope & the silk black blindfold from my bag." I demand. I see jihyo crawling towards the end of our bed so i walk right up to her and take her face in the palm of my hands. she's pawing at my crotch like a desperate kitten. Jihyo always had a beautiful smile with a gorgeous face to match, maybe Jeong could do her a favor.
---earlier that night---
Jihyo was very bad at dinner tonight. Tzuyu was seated to my left, Mina at my right, Jihyo across from me. Long story short Tzuyu and Mina saw me get embarrassingly flustered at Jihyo wanting to play footsies under the table, my kitten going as far as to caress her high heel up my leg and getting comfortable directly on my apparent boner. Not just that, but Nayeon was seated right beside Jihyo. After Jihyo's 4th glass of Cabernet she started to become more confident in her words. Nayeon having to deal with Jihyo's teasing the whole ride home about god knows what, probably just about her being the oldest & calling her a grandma. anyways, seeing Mina & Tzuyu giggle at my obvious distress deserved more than just a plump red ass to end the night.
---end flashback---
(nayeon POV)
Handing over the requested items to daddy jeong i stand back & just watch. Daddy works very fast to tie both of babygirl's wrists behind her back with a particularly tough knot i notice.
"Daddy that's really tight. I'm not nayeon. I'm the good girl, remember?"
Jihyo is so annoying when she's not sober. A horny, annoying, touch-starved kitten that isn't satisfied until she passes out. I stare up at daddy awaiting what she'll respond with, she doesn't respond with words but nods at me and signals at her kitten expressionless.
(jihyo POV)
I thought i was clever with my words but that only earned me not being able to see the second slap to the right of my face by mommy. daddy made sure the blindfold was tight as well. I let out a yelp but regained my balance & took deep breaths. I angle my head up and flash a wide grin in my mommy and daddy's general direction just so they know I've got some fight left in me. I was about to utter something to annoy mommy more but something poked at my lips so i opened them, i couldnt take it all in at once. I let out a long moan because being filled up felt so fucking good, it was daddy's cock for sure. I let my mouth adjust to an O shape and sucked what i could without gagging too much. I feel Nayeon behind me lift my shirt up to expose my breasts and knead at them. fuck i'm so sensitive but i have to please daddy and her cock, it feels too good.
(jeongyeon's POV)
I see nayeon climb on the bed and hover behind jihyo, grabbing the back of jihyo's head i poke my tip at her full lips asking her permission to fuck the life out of her, she's not tentative to open them, my little cumslut always ready for me. I stand still and pull jihyo's head towards my cock and shes sucking me like it's her life force. "ugh fuck fuck fuck babygirl you take me so well mmmm fuck" i'm hitting the back of her throat everytime i thrust up to meet her heavenly mouth. I feel her moans making vibrations up my cock & i swear I'm in heaven. I have a grip in her tangled hair i can tell im already so close, i want to see her messy smile.
(nayeon POV)
I'm getting turned on by both of their moans in total and complete bliss. I know babygirl has very, very sensitive nipples so she's moaning like crazy. i take my left hand off her left breast & stick it down my own pants, god I'm soaking. I love jeong for letting me get one more hit in before jihyo passes out, very thoughtful. I continue to pinch and knead at jihyo's right breast and can't help but to mewl and hump into my hand, already being so fucking close, getting off to jihyo being completely used gets me off everytime.
(jihyo POV, final)
I'm crying, it hurts, i'm on fire, and i couldnt ask for more. My eyes are rolling into the back of my head, I've already cum by mommy playing with my nipples, im so messy and wet i know ive ruined the sheets, my shirt and my underwear. "nnnggg ahghhh" im choking on jeong's dick until he pulls back and i take a deep breathe but im cumming, im cumming way too hard and i feel hot strings of daddy's load onto my lips, my hair, my chin, i dont have the energy to stick out my tounge properly but i have to make the biggest grin and let out a giggle, daddy's cum is still landing on me its all over my smiling lips. daddy always cums so much. I feel nayeon slump on by back. so much is happening at once. im shaking so much the comedown making me feel light and airy. nayeon unties my blindfold and i look up at daddy still stroking herself and little spurts of hot white cum landing on my tits. I remember saying one last thing before all i see is black and i pass out..
"thank you mommy and daddy"
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AAAAAA that was my first time writing for someone i know it was kinda shitty but it's practice so thank you for the request!!!! This was very fun, send me tips on what you liked, what you didnt like, etc.! :)
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Every single one of the talk about meme questions. Just kidding, pick any 6 you wanna do
m gona do whatever i can talk about bc i like to talk about myself
4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far.
getting addicted to th internet but of course i wouldn’t be here but i would likely be better off socially . or maybe just being born as i am sometimes i think about how if i were born male things would be Much better for me like socially n stuff like that.. sometimes i jut wish i coud chest bump and cheer with friends n goof around and be crazy yeah i can be like that but it’d feel kind of weird (or just weird at first)
5: Talk about the best birthday you've had.
one year i got a club penguin membership and i was in chuck e cheeses and then another year completely different but me n some friends played a game called body body in my house and it was fun
6: Talk about the worst birthday you've had.
i dont think i did anything for my birthday last year so like oop
7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.
my forehead or my height
8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.
im pretty proud of my art and writing!!
9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.
my body is very cool i like how my hair bounces when i walk because of how i walk and how my hair curls in towards my face (kind of)
10: Talk about the biggest fight you've ever had.
probably a video game one to be honest. cant really recall. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
11: Talk about the best dream you've ever had.
i’ve had some weird dreams like when i stole the side of a locker and ran from some guy but i was late for the bus so i put the side back and it was all ok then uhhhhh one where people were doing like cheer leader pyramids and i think some dude named craig from dream daddy was there i cant quite remember if that’s the guy who was there i just remember being like “FSKLJFLKJKLF CRAIG DREAM DADDY WAS IN MY DREAM”
12: Talk about the worst dream you've ever had.
i went to someone’s house and i kicked a tree stump then bees chases me and i dont remember much else about it it was in like 3rd grade
13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.
bottom
14: Talk about a vacation.
i went to florida in 6th grade for a week and i loved it very much i got a wand (and a wand ceremony >:) )
15: Talk about the time you were most content in life.
never
18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school.
in like 4th grade someone told me someone else had a crush on me and i was like “ohhhhh yeah that kind of makes sense” and i just felt awkward around him since i didnt like him back
19: Talk about something that happened in middle school.
OHOSHOSHODHSOHOEHO HO O O O N N NN N THE BUSS!!! I met a good friend and the first words i said to her were something like “hi i have social anxiety” and she was like “me too!!!” hten we were friends and then i went to another school in 8th grade and we never talked ever again and im in 10th grade now o-o
20: Talk about something that happened in high school.
last year i went to the bathroom and said “let there be light” while walking in and hte lights came on
21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.
also last year someone who i considered like somewhat close friend (we dont talk anymore sadly he had fun games? i dunno he was rich and white and yeah he was fun to hang out with n stuff) and he asked me if i wanted to be his gf and i was like “nahh hahaha im not ready for that kind of thing” and i didnt like him that way also it was during challenge day aka a day where people came in and were like “man we all sad let’s hug :)”
22: Talk about your worst fear.
either bugs or the horrifying fear of hte unknown and growing up
23: Talk about a time someone turned you down.
cant get turned down if you’ve only asked 1 person if you’d like to get together twice and they said yes both times but you started thinking you weren’t right for them then broke up B)
25: Talk about an ex-best friend.
someone i’ll call m&m because she didn’t like being called that uhh she was rather rude and had a trampoline and 2 dogs and was pretty bossy i guess
26: Talk about things you do when you're sick.
literally nothign new i just do what i do but maybe actually just. yeah thts basically what i did recently i had a stuffy nose and like mucus or something in my mouth and it’s still like that but the only thing i really changed was nasal spray ! i use that at night but i might stop soon since im feeling better
31: Talk about what you think death is like.
it depends on how you die. there’s probably like the last moments and then nothing. nobody knows what happens next. you might get revived or you might just be nothing forever and that’s rather scary to me
32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.
i remember my first house i lived in and i walked back home from elementary school and it was cool
33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.
tell myself “hey stop being sad” or cry if im alone
34: Talk about the worst physical pain you've endured.
MY LEGS TODAY WERE GUCKNVIGTIORJ LKEKL JRIOFDJKLSAJIDFKEDSL ohh wait worst ok
so it was a period pain and i was on my bed and i was crying and i was curled up and a thught appeared in my head.... “what if i drew a pentagram on my hand?” because jamie said that brought her luck and i was like “fuck it might as well try it” so then i had a pentagram on my hand and satan didn’t help me with period cramps
35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.
stop being nervous abt talking to people i guess lol. . . . making friends hard if u cant say hi
36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.
my little pony n stuff sometimes i just watch kids shows when im bored
37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.
idk i dont think i’ve truly fallen in love but im sure i was in love with kiley at least a little bit
38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.
when i first listened to melancholy blues i thought of sparkling cookie i know he’s not real but songs don’t remind me of real people
39: Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier.
golden birthdays because my golden birthday was when i was 5 actually theyre nothing special but.. . still wig
40: Talk about the end of something in your life.
we dont have fishies anymore and that’s becuase we have a dog and a cat now :(((( miss u fish.......
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Storytime
School was a roller coaster ride of emotions yeehaw
So at the beginning of the school day me and two of my friends were talking about how one of our clasmates masturbates in class pretty constantly (they’ve seen her do it a lot and so has my best friend) and we got really grossed out bc the classmate touches my wheelchair ALOT and then we kept saying we need to disenfect my wheelchair so my boyfriend went to the library to get some disenfectant wipes and yeah
The first two periods were normal. Me complaining about how i cant text my bf bc hes grounded, my friends being chaotic, one of my friends being singled out by the teacher, just the usual
In 3rd period i got a sticky note from one of my friends and wrote “i love you bitch” on it to give to my boyfriend the next period
Then ela/library/4th period. I talked w/ my boyfriend and friends n stuff and i put the sticky note on my bf’s arm. He read it and smiled (it was precious 😭) and he wrote thanks on it and my friend was freaking out and called us cute n SKDKSLSJSN
Then i told my table about how i can finally move my right leg (thanks to electrical stimulation therapy) and they were so happy for me :D
my friends were like “dude thats really good!!” And my bf said “thats amazing” and it was epic
then the teacher started talking about our escape routes if theres a shooting at our school and somehow my table started talking about fires?? (Idk how but yEah) and a different friend said he’d yeet some books into the fire and i said i’d yeet myself into the fire and my bf said “no!!” and the other friend said “If you do that *boyfriend’s name* would be sad!! He would cry!! Do you want him to cry??” and i was like “o-oh no i dont want him to cry D: i wouldnt do it then”
Nothing really happened 5th period.
Then lunch.
Oh boy lunch.
So we were talking like we normally do. Just our table talking and being chaotic. Everything fine and dandy. It got to the point where we’re able to go to the gym. Me and my friends head to the gym. We violently t-pose, spin me in circles, push me around the gym; the usual.
And then my friend accidentally makes a super sharp turn and im flipped over on the floor on the side of my wheelchair.
Wowie.
People are freaking out and my bf somehow pulled my wheelchair back upright (i say somehow bc hes tiny and me + my wheelchair is almost 300 pounds) and everyone’s asking if im ok and stuff and one of my friends i call mom comes to hug me and asks if im ok. My adrenaline levels were going NYOOM and i was trembling and everything felt weird. When the bell rang me n my best friend and boyfriend discussed how it was fucking terrifying while we were heading to the elevator. As we part ways we agree on not telling my grandma bc she’d prolly sue the school
6th period more ppl ask if im ok and im not. I eventually start crying (and it felt super weird) so one of my friends suggests she tells the teacher i need to use the bathroom so i can chill out in there a bit. We tell the teacher and me and my best friend go in the bathroom (she has to go w/ me bc the upstairs bathroom doesnt work and i cant go in the elevator for the downstairs one on my own) and we talk about it for a bit
By 8th period a ton of ppl know what happened including 2 teachers and i still felt really weird.
9th period was the same
And 10th period everything was pretty normal. Me, my friends, and my bf talked to eachother like we normally do and it was fun.
Note: i kinda hurt my hand when i flipped over and some parts of my wheelchair got pretty messed up but my family hasnt noticed so yay
So like i said; school was a roller coaster ride of emotions yeehaw
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Chapter 3: New School, New Life
“This sucks” you said to your ceiling.
At first, you honestly couldn’t care less wether you got in or not. But after a few days, you were completely stressed about it— but that’s only cause you wanted to get in for Fijoshi and Kira’s sake.. y-yeah.
It was almost a full week since the written and practical exams... and you needed to know how you did! You had a feeling you did okay on the written part, but you had to guess quite a bit of it. Though you honestly weren’t sure how you did on the practical. At first, you thought for sure you did really well (you knew you had at least 40 points), but then your own head began betraying you by filling itself with doubts and wondering if there were even more extra components to the test you weren’t aware of.
It was the worst! You had no idea what was gonna happen and all you wanted was answers!
You finally rolled out of bed and put on some real clothes. Kira had gone out and bought you some really nice clothing— fit for a teenager— and they surprisingly matched your style. They were mostly dark colored but not quite edgy, more like trendy then anything else but not flashy. Most importantly though, they were comfortable. You brushed your long (h/c) hair and pulled it into a simple ponytail (like always), then left the room.
It was a Saturday morning (although it was almost afternoon) so the sun beautifully lit up the living room. “Hey, (y/n). Man I was almost worried for a bit, you were sleeping so long!” Fijoshi teased. “Ha ha, very funny.” You replied sarcastically. “I kept the eggs warm on the stove, and there’s some toast on a plate if you’re hungry for breakfast. After your done we can do some studying to make sure you remember everything.” He said, pointing to the kitchen.
You groaned audibly and the mention of more studying. All week long the both of them had been making you study ‘Japanese Cultural Etiquette’ since your parents nor your old school ever taught you about it (you were raised to be a villain, and why would a villain need to know something like that?). Sure, you were grateful that they weren’t gonna let you become a social wreck, but it just felt like every minute of every hour they were having you study the same things. But you supposed it would be worth it when you showed up to class not being a total nuisance (that is if you were accepted).
You were going honorifics (again) when Kira came out of the elevator with a certain envelope in her hand. “(y/n)!! Fijoshi!! It’s here!!” She exclaimed. You felt your heart rate pick up and sweat forming on your palms as she handed you the envelope. It read ‘U.A High School’ on it. Yeah, it’s definitely what you’ve been waiting for. You walked quickly into your room and closed the door behind you.
You sat down on your desk and looked at it all over— almost as to check that it’s real, and that you didn’t just fall asleep while studying.
Nope, this was very real!
You carefully opened the seal and looked inside. There was a letter, but also a metal disc. You inspected the disc a little before setting it down on the desk, that’s when a hologram came up out of no where.
“THIS IS A PROJECTION” All might loudly announced.
“What the f—?!” You said out loud, nearly falling out of your chair from the sudden jump scare from the number one fucking hero. Sure you’d seen him on the news but not right in your god damn face!
“Wait.. what?! All might?!! This is supposed to be from U.A… the hell is going on?” You thought to yourself, confused. You had a sneaking suspicion.. but you prayed you were wrong.
“You’ve probably seen that I have been in town for a little while now,” he said.
“He’s been in the same city as me? You mean there’s a slight chance I could have run into him?!” You thought, terrified. This is why there is only three places you ever go: Home, the apartment, and your secret space..
“But I’m in town for one reason: to be a teacher at UA!” aaaannndd your theory was correct. At this point the universe just seemed to be giving you the middle finger, what else could go wrong?
“Now, you did mediocre on the written, and pretty well on the practical. However, a mere 30 villain points will not be enough to pass..” He explained. You couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Sure, Kira and Fijoshi would still accept you, and still be there for you.. but you honestly wanted to make them proud of you.
“But-! That’s not all! Please watch the screen!” He said, pointing to the screen.
“Huh?” It showed you the video footage of you helping that boy during the exam.. and then.. wait what? The video showed you him doing even better and helping others who made his mistake of wasting their energy. “I helped him that much?” You questioned.
“Yes, you have your strength, but what’s important is how your actions inspire others,” you couldn’t believe your eyes or your ears. Tears threatened to fall as they pricked at your eyes, but you held them back— there was no reason to cry.. but.. the feeling of being accepted as someone more than just a villain—
“This exam, we weren’t just watching for villain-based points!!” He exclaimed. You were right! “A hero course that rejects those who do the right thing.. is no hero course at all!! Which is why there is… RESCUE POINTS!! Another fundamental way for U.A to evaluate you!”
“Rescue points? So that was it!” You thought happily to yourself.
“41 Rescue points to (y/n) (l/n)!!”
“You’re in!!” Those words.. words you never thought would make you feel like this whatever ‘this’ was. Whatever it was it felt… nice.
“THIS WILL BE YOUR HERO ACADEMIA!!!” He exclaimed intensely. Adrenaline pumped through your body. How? How is this happening?? A villain.. that’s all you’ve ever been to the world— hell, to yourself!! Something looked down upon as scum that needs to be destroyed.. and now you were being accepted as a hero. A real hero! What was happening? This had to be fake! A prank maybe?
You stood up and walked to the door. As you reached for the knob you realized how much your hands were shaking. You tried to calm yourself down by taking some deep breathes. Calm, cool, and collected, right?
Once you managed to calm down a bit, you opened the door to tell them. You thought you had shaken off the excessive emotions, but once you saw their anticipating faces, everything rushed back all at once.
You ran over to them and pulled them both into a tight hug while happily repeating, “I got in, I got in!” A few times, while they both congratulated you.
Some time later-
Once everyone had received their letters of acceptance or denial, the scoreboard results were released for the practical. You weren’t the very best like you initially suspected, but you scored 4th place, which in your opinion was pretty good. The most noticeable scores were first place with 77 villain points and 0 rescue points and seventh place with 60 rescue points and no villain points. Honestly, the latter was more impressive. The fact that someone managed to get in solely on rescue points was both odd and amazing.
You soon received your school uniform which was kind of upsetting. Not because of the fact it’s a uniform (your old school had a uniform too, although it was basically just a jumpsuit, and you were one of the very few people who actually wore it) but because of the.. skirt. You hated skirts and dresses. You weren’t a very feminine female, and after a short test run, you felt mildly uncomfortable with how short it was. You were scared to even walk, let alone run, jump, and walk up stairs! So, you decided to wear semi-see though leggings, so that way you wouldn’t feel totally exposed.
But other then the uniform.. you were so ready to start school— damn you’ve never said that before. You were very (very) well informed about how to be culturally respectful, you trained a bit (physically) with Fijoshi, and studied regular academic areas with Kira— so you were gonna kick U.A’s ass!
Well.. that was how you felt until you were stood in front of your homeroom door. Why was everything here so damn big? You were put into class 1-A. You remembered the blonde from the practical exam, and after seeing how easily he defeated the faux villains, you were sure he got in. Actually you had a feeling he was ‘Katsuki Bakugo’ who got first place. After seeing how much of an ass (and how intimidating— um, wait what? Nothing..) he was you really hoped he wasn’t in your class.
You opened the door.. and behold, the blonde douche himself, sitting with his feet up on the desk. Whatever, he won’t get anywhere with that kind of attitude, you knew that much.
There were a few other students in the classroom, but you came somewhat early so not everyone was there.
Sitting near the front though, was the boy you saved during the practical in the entrance exam. He was focused on a book so you didn't wanna distract him, but you made a mental note to say hello to him later.
Other than him, there was one other student who caught your eye.
Half of his hair was white and the other half was red. He had heterochromatic eyes (One side being grey and the other turquoise blue) and he had a somewhat cold and intimidating feeling to him.. why was everyone so serious? Were they just stressed or something?
A couple people looked your way when you came in, but they kept talking among themselves. “Promise me you’ll make some friends” Kira’s words came to your mind. "Right, I can’t just hide in the classroom, not this time. Do something.. a-anything!"
But most of these people have been set on becoming heroes since they were little kids. You’ve been set on being a villain since you were a kid.. “Don’t you dare forget who you really are.” You bullied yourself. You went to go to the desk in the back, next to the half red, half white boy. As you got closer, you noticed he had a burn mark on his left eye. You wanted to ask about it but you figured you would just be nosey and annoying by doing that. So instead you put your bag down and walked towards the middle of the classroom to observe everyone when a few other students came to you.
“Hey, I’m Mina Ashido! What’s your name?” She happily asked you. “Uh h-hey. I’m (l/n) (y/n), nice to meet you.” You nervously said. Why were you always such a nervous mess in front of other teens?? “Come on girl, calm down. Just be normal! You’ll never make any friends if you aren’t confident!” You yelled at yourself in your head. But it was no use.. you were scared of so many things in that moment. Exposing yourself, being unwanted by others, messing up and getting kicked out of U.A… so many things could go wrong for you.
Although, unknown to you, some of the boys watching your encounter thought your shyness was adorable.. but lets save that for later.
“I’m Toru Hagakure!” An invisible girl greeted bubbly. A few more people came in, including the uptight guy from when Present Mic was talking about the practical exam. He walked over to the blonde and started lecturing for having his feet up on the desk. During their ‘conversation’ you picked up that his name was ‘Tenya Iida’. So you knew a couple students, that’s good you supposed. Although, you were still far from having any real friendships.
“It’s you.” Iida said towards someone at the door, causing everyone to look his way.
Broccoli boy! Although apparently his name was ‘Izuku Midoriya’. Soon after him came the nice girl who saved him from falling at the gate before the entrance exam.
“If you’re here to socialize then get out.” Said a… what is that? “Oh, it’s a guy in a sleeping bag. Why a sleeping bag?” You thought quizzically to yourself.
He pulled out a juice bag or something as he said, “This is.. the hero course.” He stood up, and climbed out of the sleeping bag. U.A was sure an odd place.
“It took 8 seconds for you all to quiet down. Time is a precious resource. You all aren’t very rational, are you?” He lectured. The man looked somewhat rough around the edges, with long somewhat messy hair and tired eyes. Yet you knew he must’ve been a pro (since Kira told you that all of the teachers were pros only after you got accepted in.. that was a scare and a half) but you didn’t recognize him at all, and you knew most pros in the area. Also.. why was he in the room?
“I’m your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Pleased to meet you.” He said. His tone of voice conflicted with his words.. he didn’t seem to have the slightest bit of enthusiasm. “So he’s our homeroom teacher? Guess there wouldn’t be another reason for him to be in the classroom with us..” You analyzed. “Quickly now. Change into your gym clothes and head out to the grounds.” The grounds? Wasn’t today supposed to be meant for orientation, at least you thought that’s how normal schools worked..
You changed into your PE clothes and headed out to the grounds, where Aizawa-sensei (gotta practice those honorifics, ya know) announced we would be doing a quirk test.
“A test.. of our quirks?” Most of the class asked, surprised. It made sense when you thought about it, how else was the school supposed to track your progress? A test at the beginning and surely more throughout the school year. Although it seemed a bit much to be having such an important test on the very first day, you knew it was all for the greater good of getting stronger and making Kira and Fijoshi proud though, right?
Right!
“What about the entrance ceremony? Or the guidance sessions?” The nice girl asked. “No time to waste on that stuff if you want to become heroes.” He replied. He was right but.. it dawned on you that this was serious. It’s not like the old academy.. you treated most of the tasks there like a game because being a villain wasn’t a job you had to take too seriously. But being a hero? This was most certainly not a game, you need to be on top of everything to excel here— and that included academics! You couldn’t just slack off in everything other then hero work. Not that you were planning on doing that in the first place though.
“U.A is known for it’s ‘freestyle’ educational system. That applies to us teachers as well.” He explained. He was saying nothing but the truth— and you had to admit, you liked this guy. “Softball throwing, the standing long jump, the 50 meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side-to-side stepping, upper-body training, and seated toe touch. You did these all in junior high, yes? Your standard no-quirks-allowed gym tests.”
“This country still insists on prohibiting quirks when calculating the averages of those records. It’s not rational. The department of education is just procrastinating.” He (yet again) spoke the truth. The education system should allow quirks to be more implemented into schools.. although there shouldn’t be no regulation. In the United States for example, citizens had no boundaries so it was pretty chaotic (and bulling was a crazy big problem in schools too!), or at least that’s what you knew from the news.
“Bakugo.” He pointed the attention to the egoistic blonde. You knew it! He did get first! Sure it... didn’t really matter weather you knew that the asshole who bumped into you also got first place.. but it fed your own ego a bit knowing you were correct, alright?
“How far could you throw in middle school?” “Sixty-seven meters, I think.” He replied. Not bad. “Great. Now try it with your quirk. Do whatever you need to. Just don’t leave the circle. Give it all you got” Aizawa explained. “Awesome.” Bakugo replied.
When he went to go throw, he used a powerful explosion to boost it (not to mention screaming ‘die’ as he threw it but, ya know, that’s cool—that’s normal…haha..). You got to see his quirk in action during the practical, but it was still impressive. Though, you weren’t gonna ever tell him that. You had a sneaking suspicion that giving him any sort of praise ultimately wouldn’t be beneficial to him.
“It’s important for us to know our limits.” Aizawa said, then showing his score to the class. The little robot read ‘705.2 meters’. “What the heck?! That’s definitely an improvement from ’67’ he got in middle school!” You thought (mildly intimidated) to yourself. Others gave their input, and one person had said that they thought this was gonna be ‘awesome’ or whatever.
“…awesome.. you say?” He said, raising worry and anticipation. Oh god, something bad was about to happen, you could feel it. “You’re hoping to become heroes after three years here… and you think it’ll be all fun and games?” He said, with an intense look and feel to him. You broke a tiny sweat on your forehead... this guy was pretty fucking serious, but you liked that about him. After all, it would be super weird (and slightly annoying) to have someone laid-back and goofy, cause how is someone like that supposed to teach us how to be disciplined and good heroes?
“Right. The ones with the lowest score across all eight events will be deemed hopeless.. and will be expelled.” He intensely proclaimed. “What the hell dude?! I was just complimenting you in my head!” You thought, stunned. Expelled?! As in.. to never come back on campus again?? No, no, no.. that can’t be a real threat.. can it? Shit!! What would Kira and Fijoshi think if you got in and then immediately expelled after the first day!! No, you weren’t gonna let that happen. You would just do everything in your power to make sure you’re not going home!
“Your fates are in your hands. Welcome. This is.. the hero course at U.A High!”
You shook off your fear and in its place painted a determined face.
There was no way in hell you were gonna be expelled this early! You were going to be something that makes Kira and Fijoshi proud!! Their efforts and hard-work were not going to be wasted!!
Not if you had anything to say about it.
#fanfic#my hero academia#mha#bnha#todoroki x reader#midoriya izuku#katsuki bakugou#tenya lida#kaminari denki#shoto aizawa#uraraka ochako#mina ashido#toru hagakure#original character
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1-154. you wont
bitch
bet i will
1: Full name
lashy. das all you get
2: Age
19
3: 3 Fears
stairs, glass breaking, not being able to get ahold of someone
4: 3 things I love
my ocs uwu, my friends, my fucking tablet goddamn
5: 4 turns on
not comfy sharing on tumblr
6: 4 turns off
ill say ill come back to this one then leave this in the post
7: My best friend
rn i would say it’s probably blitztrolls
8: Sexual orientation
pan uwu
9: My best first date
ahh.... i havent had an in person first date still ;u;
10: How tall am I
5′5″
11: What do I miss
not being stressed eue;;;
12: What time were I born
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
13: Favourite color
pale blu
14: Do I have a crush
ye u//w//u
15: Favourite quote
you know these things are asked and my mind goes blank
16: Favourite place
the woods just after it’s rained
17: Favourite food
im a basic bitch and just gonna say mac n cheese
18: Do I use sarcasm
no absolutely not. nope.
19: What am I listening to right now
ambles playlist- it’s on ocean eyes by billie elish rn
20: First thing I notice in new person
prooooobably like. their face? typing style if it’s online
21: Shoe size
uhhhhhh i think like a womens 10?
22: Eye color
blue/green
23: Hair color
dark brown
24: Favourite style of clothing
loose and baggy because if i cant be comfortable what’s the point
25: Ever done a prank call?
HELL YEAH
27: Meaning behind my URL
lashyd was one of my first fantrolls and i liked the way it sounded
28: Favourite movie
mmmmm either labyrinth, princess mononoke or annihilation
29: Favourite song
no clue my friend im bad at picking
30: Favourite band
same as above sweats
31: How I feel right now
excited but tired
32: Someone I love
passivetrolls u//w//u/
33: My current relationship status
in a relationship!
34: My relationship with my parents
love my dad, kinda dislike my mom
35: Favourite holiday
christ mass
36: Tattoos and piercing i have
none, im so scared of needles ;u;
37: Tattoos and piercing i want
mmmmmaybe something stupid and simple on like my ankle?? i dunno what tho sweats
38: The reason I joined Tumblr
another fandom and i got bored with homeschooling lmao
39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?
i dislike them but they have tried to contact me a few times before i blocked them
40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?
not usually
41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?
i dont text so ill go w discord and no i have not the last person i messaged was you shenk gdi
42: When did I last hold hands?
the 2nd ;u;
43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
7ish minutes
44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?
hellllllllllll no
45: Where am I right now?
room
46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
prooooobably my bf or my dad. hate alcohol tho
47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
loud but only w speakers
48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
only da
49: Am I excited for anything?
absolutely motherfucker im making new friends left and right
50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
i got two uwu
51: How often do I wear a fake smile?
:))))))) irl most of the time tbh
52: When was the last time I hugged someone?
last night
53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?
i would probably cry ugnfldkjfgslfdjg the last person i kissed was my bf wheezes
54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
i mean probably.
55: What is something I disliked about today?
ehhhh nothing bad has really happened today
56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
probably my friend from serbia uwu
57: What do I think about most?
ocs probably sweats
58: What’s my strangest talent?
burping on command? i dunno
59: Do I have any strange phobias?
glass shattering ouo;;;
60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
beh ind
61: What was the last lie I told?
calling myself a basic bitch lmao
62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
phone probably? video calls make me nervous
63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
hell yeah to both
64: Do I believe in magic?
hell yeah i yell tossing salt on all my rocks
65: Do I believe in luck?
yeee
66: What’s the weather like right now?
uhhh clear i think
67: What was the last book I’ve read?
Shibuya Goldfish
68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?
nop
69: Do I have any nicknames?
lash, lashy, gremlin and then stupid relationship nicknames gldsfgjfgs
70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
prooobably almost falling down some stairs at a con and chipping my shin and probably partly pulling my shoulder out of the socket
71: Do I spend money or save it?
i try to save but end up spending it ouo;;;;
72: Can I touch my nose with a tounge?
nearly
73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?
there are some half customized MH dolls so i guess yeah
74: Favourite animal?
cat uwu
75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
drawing ambles trollcall pick
76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?
satan stan obviously
77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
Here - Ancient Magus' Bride OP
78: How can you win my heart?
art of my ocs ngl
79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
fuck if i knew
80: What is my favorite word?
probably fuck if you would ask my phone lmao
81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr
passivetrollsblitztrollstavvys-trollsfilibusterfrogwe-are-the-legion
82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?
hey fuckers lets rumble
83: Do I have any relatives in jail?
not that i know of
84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?
teleportation ngl
85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
probably 87
86: What is my current desktop picture?
87: Had sex?
sweats how about we move on
88: Bought condoms?
ye
89: Gotten pregnant?
hell no
90: Failed a class?
i think yeah
91: Kissed a boy?
yeeeeeeee
92: Kissed a girl?
nop
93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
does it count if we were indoors
94: Had job?
not yet wheezes
95: Left the house without my wallet?
ye
96: Bullied someone on the internet?
i dont think so i mgiht have when i was younger
97: Had sex in public?
n o
98: Played on a sports team?
ye!
99: Smoked weed?
ye.
100: Did drugs?
only weedles
101: Smoked cigarettes?
nop
102: Drank alcohol?
yes and i hated it
103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
nop
104: Been overweight?
ye
105: Been underweight?
nop
106: Been to a wedding?
nop
107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
every day p much
108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
nop
109: Been outside my home country?
ye!
110: Gotten my heart broken?
;;;; yeah
111: Been to a professional sports game?
ye
112: Broken a bone?
possibly?
113: Cut myself?
if this is on accident then ya
114: Been to prom?
prom is a waste of time ngl just go to arbys
115: Been in airplane?
yeye
116: Fly by helicopter?
n o
117: What concerts have I been to?
blueman group and the 4th of july ones that play around here
118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
yeeee
119: Learned another language?
bits and pieces
120: Wore make up?
yeah
121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?
nop
122: Had oral sex?
lets just skip the sex questions
123: Dyed my hair?
yeee
124: Voted in a presidential election?
ee
125: Rode in an ambulance?
nop
126: Had a surgery?
nop
127: Met someone famous?
yeye
128: Stalked someone on a social network?
god no
129: Peed outside?
this question is weird
130: Been fishing?
hell the fuck yeah
131: Helped with charity?
prrrrobaby?
132: Been rejected by a crush?
yeah ;u;
133: Broken a mirror?
i dont think so
134: What do I want for birthday?
money
135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
NO
136: Was I named after anyone?
i was named after two people uwu
137: Do I like my handwriting?
i can barely read it lmao i hate it
138: What was my favourite toy as a child?
my stuffed tigger uwu
139: Favourite Tv Show?
fuck i dunno probably cyberchase or fetch i dont watch tv anymore lmao
140: Where do I want to live when older?
somewhere quiet but convenient
141: Play any musical instrument?
flute and violin
142: One of my scars, how did I get it?
i have a scar on my knuckle from making garlic bread ;u; wasnt even good
143: Favourite pizza toping?
banana peppers
144: Am I afraid of the dark?
nah
145: Am I afraid of heights?
mmmm at times
146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
yeah >w>;;;
147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
all the mc fuckin time
148: What I’m really bad at
telling people when im not up for something
149: What my greatest achievments are
being alive you fuckers cant beat me i won over hundreds of other fuckers and im here
150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me
Lets Not, Kids
151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery
buy so much cosplay shit and helping friends get what they need
152: What do I like about myself
im getting better uwu
153: My closest Tumblr friend
passivetrolls or blitztrolls wheezes
154: Something I fantasize about
being able to help my friends out of the places they are right now QuQ
155: Any question you’d like?
more questions for amble and my other girls!
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Sexts From The Void Ask Meme
sext: i got as many openings as u got fingers
sext: i dont know where ur tongue begins but i like where its ending
sext: theres something twitching in ur dreamcatcher
sext: haha if u look in the mirror over the dresser were having a threesome. who is that
sext: u unzip the 4th seal
sext: in an old box i found nude photos of u. grainy b&w but so hot. wait. b&w. how old are these photos. i realize i dont know ur birthday
sext: i think that potted plant is growing toward the drawer where we keep the lube
sext: literally speaking ur wolf whistle is v effective
sext: from our bedroom we see a light in the trees. i open the back door & step outside. no light. i look back & im 50 feet from the house
sext: i can see stars through the ceiling. oh no. not yet
sext: i have a name. i cant remember it anymore but i have one
sext: rain drums against the window as u stare helplessly at my bra clasp
sext: "look, mommy, I'm making them kiss!" u say, grinding the barbie dolls together until they're a pile of plastic powder
sext: hey cutie, this hourglass is almost empty
sext: do everything 2 me at once
sext: whatever parts u got under there, i want them inside me
sext: u roll off me and lie flat on the trains roof. tunnel ahead
sext: with a soft hiss the carpet slides across the floor and vanishes under the bed. good. i hated that carpet
sext: u stand in the doorway & with a mischievous grin start unbuttoning ur blouse. in the distance i hear a siren, then another
sext: i vanish like a cheshire cat leaving only my smiling lips wrapped around ur dick
sext: my breasts detach & swoop toward u
sext: hey baby, wanna come back to my place and help me kill the mask that floats above my bed so we can fool around in peace
sext: i guess u cant kill a mask by drowning it. anyway whatever just ignore it. u can still put a finger in me if u want
sext: i whisper sweet nothing in your ear
sext: these hills will remember what we did in them
sext: u align ur hips with the grid
sext: u kneel in front of a scarecrow
sext: the alarm clock wont stop crying
sext: u delve too greedily and too deep
sext: i need u. wake up. i need u. please wake up. theres something in the floor
sext: i unfurl ur dick and it flutters like a banner in the wind
sext: in the dark of the bedroom u see the glint of bedroom eyes
sext: u walk and walk. as dusk falls u reach a hill. atop it a vine covered statue stands silhouetted against the fading sky. its us fucking
sext: its only when u switch off the vibrator that u realize the ground is shaking
sext: what are those
sext: u grin playfully as u unzip my lifejacket
sext: you grip the bedsheets and feel them dissolve in your hands
sext: my tender hands explore ur carapace
sext: i wake up in the dark and walk to the window. i look out across the yard and see pale things moving in the trees.
sext: if u like piña coladas / and fear the thing in the drain
sext: u make me so wet & cold
sext: the word of the day is legs. lets go back to my place and reattach the word
sext: my skin cant contain my love 4 u
sext: i stumble naked through a house of mirrors
sext: i thrust all the way into you and disappear
sext: hey baby, wanna come back to my place and help me find the source of the murmuring
sext: ur the darkness that surrounds my flickering circle of firelight. mmm ur so big
sext: im a wardrobe. u thrust into me and go deeper than u expected. at the tip of ur dick u feel pine needles & snow
sext: the hand of time slips under the waistband of ur jeans. ur jeans stop fitting. they never fit u again
sext: u r an eagle. im not. this sux
sext: only the good die
sext: ur hips grind against mine like sand-choked gears
sext: i move my hands over your skin and feel things moving under it
sext: wait. why dont ur moans echo
sext: u could enlarge ur penisss if u just expossse it 2 vacuum. it would ssswell right up. open the airlock. open it human. let me inssside
sext: i turn the mouthless tongue over in my hands. was this in a head once? maybe it grew here. does it matter? i fumble for my zipper.
sext: u cum into me and never cum out
sext: im so sorry. i can fix this
sext: how do i get this bad taste out of my mouth and into yours
sext: we mush our bits against the sex dispenser and pull the lever
sext: u live ur life. so do i. a while later the stars go out. the universe cools. u gettin turned on yet baby
sext: we dont know each others names so we scream ones at random as we cum
sext: if any of us make it back, tell our story. people have to know. they have to know how fuckin sexy this was
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odd numbers for the lesbian asks! (if it's too many just do every 4th one maybe?)
1. Femme or butch?
for type, im vry easily wooed by butches tbh
as for myself, im genderfluid + heavily lean towards butch-ish for one gender + have been gettin more comf w that term for myself. the 3 genders i switch between, ive described as sharp, dainty and tired, for reason of not really being comf w gender labels aside from nonbinary. sharp/tired r kinda butchish, moreso sharp. like leather jackets, ripped jeans, dress pants/shirts, defs flannels (which r a given for any mood im in tbh) while tired is like mb softer, more focused on flannels + loose tank tops/shirts, shorts + certain skirts, comfy clothes, and the like
ive found that i’m leaning more towards butch lately too, like i’ve been a lot more comfortable with pants and a nice top than i have w dresses or most skirts + im wondering if i was just hanging on to femininity for sake of society, so those r things 2 think abt. i still feel comf in them sometimes, but it’s getting much less often. gender’s weird, i still cant cling to one bc of how pressuring that is so genderfluidity is still smth for me + it shifting to different percentages is okay (im thinking out loud @ this point, but its helping so i hope its interesting to read)
3. Plaid button-ups or leather jackets?
both, but primarily flannels/plaid buttion-ups
5. Describe your aesthetic
aaahh theres a lot of diff aesthetics i could go into, but i have a tag if ur interested in a visual representation? basically, cosy homes, forests, wooden steps and bridges, cats, girls/nbs, water, plants, and old video game stuff, and clouds/skies. i’m sure there’s more in there, but for a good rule of thumb !! as for like dressing aesthetic, i like to look rly gay + attractive and a lil showy? like my shorts r Short and i love crop tops + a lot of my shirts show my bra thru them, + i like showing it when i can, like sports bra + a tank top is a fav look of mine bc i can make it look like my bra is a trim on the shirt + it’s cute. i’ve been wearing dresses less often, but occasionally, i like to rock one. id love a pair of combat boots but i have like size 11/12 feet + most stores dont carry that size + im hesitant to buy some online.
7. Favorite pair of shoes?
its rly hard to find any, i have like walmart converse knockoffs atm + theyre a beige/grey color im not that huge on, it kinda reminds me of sandalwood but depressed
9. Any haircut goals for the future?
there was the undercut!! and i have that down now c: next step is to dye it blue and mb some purple. i wanna bleach it if i’m gonna dye it, but im hesitant to do that bc of how damaging it is, but since my hair’s been cut a cpl time almost all the color is out now, so i think itll b ok if i take good care of it.
11. Describe the worst date you’ve been on
i went to a cafe w someone (i think they were nb but i cant remember, it was like 2 yrs ago about ) and they were impossible to talk to bc they just kept saying “im awkward sorry” @ everything and like any conversations i tried to maintain were all one-shot responses, and like that was a lil frustrating. like i dont hold it against them or anything, more in a sense of i was rly tryin 2 carry it and just couldnt
13. If taken, talk about your girlfriend/wife!
whooh i wish i was taken, i need affection + to b cute w someone
15. Describe your dream wedding
hmmmm i havent thought much about it !! i know when i was younger i wanted to wear a black wedding dress but now im thinkin mb a suit that switches to dress @ the bottom?? that could b cool. I’d be happy w anything tbh, if im getting married, i’d just b happy to be w my wife/spouse. mb somewhere in a forest or on a boat would b cool, defs lots of good food and colorful flowers. I’d like a lot of color, most weddings ive been to are just b/w and bland for my taste (they’ve also all been straight tho so theres that.) it’s kind of wild to think that i might b married someday, but it’d b rly nice. i just haven’t thought much abt the planning of one. it’d b rly gay tho, probs give out tiny gay flags at each seat, and the cake could b lesbian flag colors. im rly drawing a blank on this, but i know id want all my friends around the country + world to be there.
17. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
i definitely want to live in a port town at some point !! idk where i’d like to settle down, ideally somewhere that doesnt get much hotter than 90 degrees + has lots of parks + is big enough for some events, like pride stuff, little festivals, a farmer’s market, and places to do things, such as a movie theater, bowling alley, mb an aquarium, if not one in a nearby town. hiking trails r also good.
19. Favorite lesbian novel/story?
on a sunbeam!!! its a huge inspiration for me, and i love it so much. it always puts me in such a good mindset when i read it, and the artist is my age, so it makes me feel like I can also accomplish great things if i rly put my heart into it!! which is such a good feeling, and it has great representation + characters that i love, and its rly gay, and in space and theres ships shaped like fish + its gorgeous : D i could go on for hrs abt it + how important it is to me. theres an nb character too, and like the aspect of found families is one that rly hits home and it helped me get thru a rough time of my life + better accept myself as queer/gay.
21. Favorite lesbian musician?
adult mom (tho i think they’re bi but still gay), or hayley kiyoko
23. Ever been assumed to be nothing more than a gal pal?
i think so, but i can’t place when, it’s been a bit.
25. Be positive! What do you like most about being a lesbian?
talking abt being gay w other girls/nbs is lovely and cathartic, i never got to growing up bc i lived in a homophobic town + i was like dealing heavily with internalized homophobia and body/gender dysphoria so i was ace for a bit. talking more abt like sexual attraction + aesthetic attraction is new to me, and that’s been a process to get to, but it’s nice that I can now do so w/o being belittled or barraged by insult. i also just love the thought of being w someone, and daydreaming abt when that happens is really nice. also,, girls + nbs r a blessing and brighten my day and im so glad im attracted 2 them
27. Turn ons?
absolutely communication, that’s a need. i had a bad experience w someone bc she wasn’t communicative at all, and failed to tell me that we weren’t dating despite us going on several dates + kissing??? like i wont go too into it, but hatchi matchi it was a mess. so yeah, communication, affection, and like reassurance that they actually want to be with me, and that my presence is wanted and enjoyed. I got a lot of “i dont care”s for answers last sort-of relationship, and that was rly discouraging. another turn on is for them to initiate talking and things, like holding hands or planning to hang out + such. consent is another big one.
29. Do you usually ask other women out or do you wait for them to ask you?
i usually tend to ask them out, but im still dealing w internalized junk, so its difficult. i also havent any situations in which they liked me back, which is frustrating. like i got lead on earlier summer for abt a month until i asked what we were doing + didnt rly get an answer, and it was this whole mess. i generally try to make the first move tho, bc i know firsthand how difficult it is, but that being said, it’s still hard for me to know for sure if theyre interested + i dont wanna make things uncomf w them, so i’ll wait until i think there might b attraction. that being said, once that’s all out of the way, i like to consider myself a good flirt when im trying.
31. Talk about your interests or hobbies!
i have lots of interests!! im obsessed w steven universe, its my fav show (and if u ever have time, we should totally watch it together sometime, i rly think you’d love it, it’s super gay + heartwarming.) i really love playing music and learning new songs, which im rly great at memorizing. talking to friends + gettin 2 know them better is always nice and fun. i like to draw new things + see the different ways ppl draw, so seeing art on here is always fun for me. i’m also rly into polygon videos (it’s a youtube channel, not like videos abt polygon haha) and this podcast called the adventure zone. season one just ended, so i might start listening to another one called friends at the table. i rly wanna start a podcast w someone, but can never find anyone to start it with. idk what I’d talk abt but if i could find a partner for it, i think it’d be a lot of fun. mb smth abt games or books/queer representation in media. doing a dnd podcast would also b rly fun, but a lot of work + editing so mb later down the road !! im blanking on other interests atm, but animations and cartoons r lovely and i aim to make something in that field one day, if not just a comic.
my hobbies r mostlyyyy drawing, dnd things now every thursday, hanging w my friends, playing video games, sometimes writing (i rly wanna start a comic, and im tryin to get my butt into gear on it), goin to parks, listening to music, and goin 2 events w roe + cesar, two of my friends. sometimes ill play music!! i need to get more than the keyboard i’m lending, but i love performing. ill also watch leg birds on youtube, theyre a lesbian couple that plays gams + theyre rly sweet.
33. Do you love easily or does it take time for you to warm up to someone?
its easy for me to love friends, doesnt usu take me more than a few months of knowing them if were talking a lot. as for falling in love, that takes me a lot longer. ive never rly been in love w someone. i thought i was once, but rly it was just my first gay experience w someone and i wanted it to be perfect so i projected a lot of things + made it better than it seemed to myself for the duration of it, which wasn’t healthy, so i wanna avoid doing that again, + take things slower next time. or at least for what they are.
35. Ever fallen for a straight girl?
a few times, they were just crushes tho, so it wasnt too too bad
37. Favorite comfort food?
hot cocoa or tea. as for food food, i dont think i have one. mb french toast or cinnamon rolls.
39. Vegetarian? Vegan? None of the above?
i used to be a vegetarian!! for like a yr, but it was difficult for me to eat and feel full, and i was pretty underweight, so i stopped.
41. Early-riser or night-owl?
both, i tend to stay up, but getting up early can be nice if i dont have to do anything. like just gently waking + making some tea and a nice breakfast + sittin around for a bit.
43. What is your Myers-Briggs type?
enfp-a
45. At what age did you know you were a lesbian?
i think like 16-17? it took me a bit to get words for identity, like lesbian/nonbinary and the like, but i always knew, like id call myself an individual as opposed to gendered terms that i was referred to, and always felt rly yucky w deadname + the wrong pronouns
47. Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?
ive got one crush atm !! and another person who seems nice, but i wanna hang out w before like thinking abt a crush (im poly, which perhaps goes w/o saying, but i always like to state it when talking abt these things, jic )
49. Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the future
i’d like a partner or two, to get some bongos- i got to play some a couple weeks ago, and it was the most fun i’ve had playing anything!! having smth with an instant response that i could make up rhythms with was really rewarding and so much fun. i know i want a cat at some point, to go on cute dates + cuddle and kiss a lot w someone, to visit my friends in other places, dye my hair, get a better job, to travel a bit, make a comic, go to college for animation and storyboarding, mb go to camp at some point, and I’d like to make some more friends here, i’m already making some, which i’m super happy about, but it’s always nice meeting new ppl
thank u for asking!! this was relaxing + fun, and a lot of the topics were cathartic to talk about, and i needed it. so thanks for listening too kinda
also im queen of commas, i’ve discovered while typing this
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