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kelsieiswriting · 1 month
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I’m no good when people are nice to me, the simplest kindness will make me cry, though I’d rather cry again and again if it means I may get used to the love of a true friend. The kind of love that comes from someone fixing your hair with a small pin so you feel you look right. The kind of love that comes from being told you give off the vibe of an autumn morning, or of a violet-orange sunset. The kind of love that comes from not being forgotten when others may not remember. The kind of love that doesn’t come from an “i love you,” but them saying it again and again even if you’re afraid to say it back. It’s the kind of love that makes you feel whole again, even if you have to cry to accept it. The kind that makes you want to leave every bit of an impact on them, that makes others feel so loved they have to hear it again. I may not be good with kindness, but just as every being craves it, I crave their love.
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the0ldmann · 8 months
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Minors and Ageless blogs DNI, you'll be blocked on sight!
I tried to do something gaslighty, gave up, and wrote something a little more... uh... like two people playing a little bit of a back and forth game? 'Tis short. And fluffy. Little provocative but not explicit.
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Writing below the cut, if that wasn't obvious.
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You were feeling restless this evening. Nothing good was on TV and you had run out of things to bake until payday. Though it was only recently you had confessed your feelings for Friend, you still felt a little odd bothering him this late at night. Huffing, you scanned your living room for any inspiration to kill your boredom.
That’s when you noticed the bunny plush.
It had been sitting there on a little end table you’d throw your keys and spam mail on for the past couple weeks, overlooking the room. A personal gift from Friend- one of many! He’d sewn you quite a few plushies and you’d finally started running out of room in your bedroom for them. Storage felt a rude solution to store them, so moving them to other rooms was all you could think of.
Quickly, you picked it up, glancing at its eyes when you could without trying to make it obvious. Sitting back down, plush facing away from you, you tried your best to tilt it ever so slightly and get a better look at its eyes.
“They’re just really shiny eye buttons, there’s nothing weird about them.”
That’s what Friend had told you the first time you tried taking a closer look at them. You were absolutely positive they were cameras though, and the looking you were doing now confirmed that.
How could they not be? The eyes looked exactly like the camera on the back of your phone.
An idea came to you.
Friend was always so good at dodging questions. However, you never bothered to press. Everything he said you took at face value- well, most of what he said at least. Otherwise you wouldn’t be thinking about the numerous plush cameras in your place of residence right now.
Seems like bothering him this late was on the agenda anyway. Excitement coursed through your veins as a small smile started to tug at your lips. Could you back Friend into a corner and get him to admit it? Or perhaps get him to admit to something he couldn’t have known without revealing they were cameras?
If you were going to question him, you were going to make this fun though. Those little pink hearts of his were adorable, and while you wouldn’t be able to see them, you wanted to make it hard for him to see through them.
Standing up, you set the bunny on the couch and went to your bedroom. Most of the plushies were turned away, staring into corners and up at the ceiling. Picking out a little green frog holding a mushroom, you set it carefully on the bookshelf by your bed, facing outwards. If the cameras in it hadn’t died, Friend should be able to see you.
If he was looking at whatever computer he had the cameras hooked up to…
A quick text could maybe fix that. This late in the day? He has to be at home right now.
… Right?
Sweet<3: Oh Frieeeeend~
Friend: Someone’s in a good mood I see. What’s up?
Sweet<3: You wouldn’t happen to be at home and on your computer, would you?
You tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Whipping off your pants you sat down on your bed, one leg propped up and hugging it with your arm. Surely this would get his attention. It was only a minute before you got a response.
Friend: Sorry, I had to boot it up. Was there something you wanted to show me? ;P
Of course he wouldn’t let on that easily, but you were determined to try.
Sweet<3: So I’m still not convinced you haven’t sewn cameras in the plushies, but that would actually come in real handy right now.
You could almost hear the sigh coming through his text.
Friend: Again? Would it even be possible to convince you otherwise? They’re just special buttons for a special plush made for a special someone.
A pause. You smirk as you see the three little dots come back up.
Friend: Wait, what do you mean hidden cameras would come in handy right now?
Sweet<3: You’d be able to see if you had them~ ;P
Two could play at that game.
Friend was drumming his fingers as he stared at the screen. He wasn’t about to confirm your suspicions. Seeing you sitting there in your underwear made it hard to not ask what it was you wanted. Clearly you wanted something, and he was going to pry it out. Unlucky for you.
Friend: C’mon Sweetheart! I don’t have them so I clearly can’t see. What is it?
Sweet<3: Hmmm, it’s a little hard to explain through text… You really have to see!
Friend: You’re teasing me, aren’t you?
Sweet<3: Maybe a little. ^u^
Friend: How could you be so mean??
You swear you could see the dramatic hand-over-the-heart he was probably doing right now. Little did you know how patient of a man you were dealing with.
And how quickly his patience had been running out…
Sweet<3: Okay okay, I’m willing to give you a hint.
Friend: Now we’re talkin’!
Sweet<3: Am I wearing pants right now?
Friend: Wha… What kind of a hint is that?
Sweet<3: You don’t need cameras to guess~
Friend: If that’s the case, I’m going to guess you’re not. No reason to ask otherwise, hm?
This was true. You got up, taking your phone with you and walking out of sight. Slowly, you stripped down completely before throwing on a pair of lingerie you recently bought.
Admittedly, you were a little nervous about letting Friend see it, but if you were going to get him to slip up, this was going to be the way.
Friend: Are you still there, love?
Ah, right, you had left him on read in order to change.
Sweet<3: Oh don’t worry, I’m getting ready!
Friend: Getting ready for what, Sweetheart? You saying “don’t worry” worries me greatly.
Sweet<3: I know, but this is a good surprise, promise!
Friend: You gonna send me a picture when you’re ready?
He was already cutting you off before you could get any farther. As you stepped back in the line of sight of the plush, you proceeded to half lay down on the bed. Stroking a thigh while smirking at the camera, you gave him a minute to say anything else.
Nothing else was said. Left to come to your own conclusions, the best you could do was tease him some more.
Sweet<3: If you had to guess what the surprise was to get a picture… What would you guess?
A pause. You were at least making it difficult for him to type.
Friend: Out of all the things this surprise could be, I’ll be left guessing for ages!
Sweet<3: What would you want it to be most right now?
You weren’t entirely sure what you expected him to say. Admitting he liked you took forever for him to do. Seems taking that step had left him feeling bolder.
Friend: Hmm… You dressed up in a really cute outfit. Is that it? Prancing about in front of whatever you think has a camera in it?
Was that a read or really nothing more than a blind guess? You suppose you had pranced about in a cute outfit in front of the cameras a few times before… Wait. Was his guess based on past things he’d seen? Shit, maybe you were more unprepared than you thought…
As concern started to cross your features, another text message came through.
Friend: Oh, I’m so right, aren’t I? Are you taking a pic right now? We could always video chat instead- I know you have a brand new laptop for school.
And as quickly as you were starting to have fun with your little game, he had squashed it. Did he know? He had to have. They were cameras after all! As frustrating as he could be, you were going to get the last word on him. You went back to the living room to dig your laptop out of your bag. Sitting down on the couch, you flipped it open and started up a video call.
“Oh, so you did decide to-”
Friend stops mid sentence to stare, pink hearts already floating around his head growing even more in number.
“What’s the matter,” your tone is coy as you sit a little more provocatively, “cat got your tongue?”
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dumblr · 1 year
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Normalize telling your friends you love them. Tell them a lot. Make it weird.
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sluggodandpoet · 4 months
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I told you about string theory
as a long way to tell you
how you pluck
between each one for me
and vibrate in the very act of existing
and I love you in perhaps eight dimensions
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bippityboppityouch · 2 months
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guys i love my friend so much (not like romantically or anything i am extremely aroace just felt like i needed to point that out)
i came out to her as nonbinary like a few days ago
and SHE WAS SO SUPPORTIVE OH MY GOSH
and now we're like talking because i wanna come out to the rest of my friends but like in a funny way and she was helping me come up with ideas (IF YOU HAVE FUNNY WAYS TO COME OUT AT NB PLSSSS TELL ME)
and she like asked a bunch of questions so that she wouldn't misgender me or anything and so that she would make sure i'm comfortable with however she talks about me or whatever like AAAAAAAAAAAA
AND THEN SHE FOUND A TON OF LIKE FANCY NONBINARY FLAG ART AND SENT THEM TO ME AND AAAA SHE IS LITERALLY SO SWEET
sometimes i forget what it's like to have friends who like actually care about you and then i come out to her (second time coming out to her during the month of march...came out as aroace last march and nonbinary this march i sense a pattern) and she just like - goes above and freaking beyond every time
queer/ally friends are absolutely fantabulous i'm literally going to cry she was so nice after i told her how my parents found out (they aren't the ah - most supportive people)
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floofy-cat · 3 months
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ilysm bestie<3333(as a friend ofc!!!)
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ilysm bestie westie!! ily! :3 💕 (As a friend)
Thanks!
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sydneykaine · 1 year
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Daydreaming about running errands when a guy comes up to hit on me. I turn and see his friends a bit behind him. One of them happens to be a close friend. He comes up to greet me casually and explains to his buddies that he knows me. They invite me to hang out with them back at their place. My close friend gives me a look, and I immediately accept.
Later that night, I'm sitting on a couch next to my friend in a house I'm unfamiliar with. We're all drinking, laughing, and getting high when my friend shifts around. I take the opportunity to scoot closer and lean on him a bit, with my hand resting in his lap. I sneakily tease his cock through his pants and only the two of us are aware. Eventually, he leans over and whispers in my ear "Keep teasing me like that and I'm gonna show my friends what a slut you are." I giggle, meet his eyes, and continue. He shifts about again and says outright, "Have it your way then. You wanna play? Play." And he just unzips his pants and tugs them down a bit. His friends start to protest, and I immediately hop off of the couch and kneel between his legs. I pull his cock out and start to make out with it, showering him with kisses and teasing licks before taking him fully into my mouth. The room is silent for a moment before he tries to continue the conversation. I zone out, focused on what I'm doing and fully enjoying every bit of it... until I hear a very distinct "Well if you're gonna fuck her at least take her upstairs," from the guy who hit on me earlier that day. I hear my friend respond "Oh, did you not want to fuck her too?" I pause, mouth full of cock, and look up at him. He doesn't even glance down at me; he just runs his hand through my hair to give me gentle headpats and encourage me to keep going.
Next thing I know, my clothes are gone and I've got hands, mouths, and cock all over my body. I hear someone ask "And you're really just friends?" I lock eyes with my friend and pull the dick out of my throat just long enough to say "Are you even friends if you can't casually fuck each other?"
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smol-ruby · 6 months
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my favorite past time is making my friends feel loved and wanted
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crow-rai · 3 months
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you make me so happy!! i love talking to you sm and nothing makes me happier than being silly and joking around with you<3 you're literally the absolute bestest ever and i couldn't have asked for someone better. there's no one else i would rather run around the woods with, braid each other's hair and roll around with, or explore the forests and pick wildflowers for you, with. i appreciate and love you smm<3 you're my favoritest and the most epic and wonderful creatures to have ever existed<333🌸🌸⚘
@llama-li @fallenrain40 @unofficial-crow
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lifelover4life · 13 days
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I love having a friend I can love as much as I love her. She will never know it, not fully, but I love her so much and so fully and so deeply and so purposefully and so specifically and I have all this love for her in me and it's in my veins and my heart and it's in my teeth and on my tongue when I laugh at her jokes and on my hands when I write her a card and in my eyes when I look at her and if I'm the sculptor filled with restless creativity she's the muse of my sculptures and if I'm the singer desperate to be on stage she's the song caught in my throat and if she's sitting across from me handing me a glass of water I'll thank her and pretend my heart hasn't been hers all along
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hazelgraces-posts · 2 months
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To livvyyy
I am grateful for our friendship. You have supported, listened to me, (even though I think I listen to you more about your many men😝 jp jp) I hope you know how much I value our friendship and appreciate everything you do for me. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend.
Just a lil appreciation post 😁
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reopic · 1 year
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friend♡👭
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thestarlightforge · 9 months
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I joked to my friend about a breakup-without-ever-dating situation I had a few years ago and he immediately said “Like Supergirl 😆”
That’s true friendship
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The ultimate truth is, they were always more important to me than I ever was to them.
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kafkaslover · 1 year
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Whoever invented friendship, I owe you my life cause idk what I’d have done without it
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thunderbone · 4 months
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On the 9th of this month, I lost my rabbit, Stuart. I loved him so much because he was my only best friend I had. After my friends found out about my loss, in addition to mourning it, one of them, NOTG, drew his fursona, Ather, hugging my third fursona, Aeron, comforting him.
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He made this beautiful drawing to console me, because he knows what it's like to lose a pet, since last year he also lost his best friend, who was a dog. But it's okay now, because I've already gotten over my rabbit's death. However, although I overcame this pain quickly, I still miss my rabbit a lot.
Like, just yesterday I wanted to see him, but I remembered that he died and that affected me... You know that feeling of being used to seeing the one you loved every day? That's what happened to me. Just remembering my rabbit makes me miss him so much, and I really wish he was still here with me... But what matters is that I've already overcome that horrible pain of losing the pet that I loved so much :')
If you want to see my friend's incredible work, click here: www.instagram.com/notg_arts/
Português (Brasil)
No dia 9 deste mês, eu perdi o meu coelho, Stuart. Eu amava muito ele, porque ele foi o meu único melhor amigo que tive. Depois que os meus amigos souberam da minha perda, além de se lamentarem por isso, um deles, NOTG, desenhou o fursona dele, Ather, abraçando o meu terceiro fursona, Aeron, confortando-o.
Ele fez esse lindo desenho pra me consolar, pois ele sabe como é perder um pet, já que ano passado ele também perdeu sua melhor amiga, que era uma cadela. Mas tá tudo bem agora, porque eu já consegui superar a morte do meu coelho. Porém, que eu tenha superado essa dor até que de forma rápida, ainda sinto muita saudade do meu coelho.
Tipo, ontem mesmo fui querer vê-lo, mas me lembrei que ele morreu e isso me afetou... Sabe aquela sensação de estar acostumado a ver aquele que você amava todos os dias? É o que aconteceu comigo. Só de me lembrar do meu coelho já sinto muita falta dele, e às queria muito que ele ainda estivesse aqui comigo... Mas o que importa é que já superei aquela dor horrível de perder o pet que eu amava muito :')
Caso queiram conhecer o trabalho incrível do meu amigo, cliquem aqui: www.instagram.com/notg_arts/
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