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artzychic27 · 6 months

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So since the shadybug and claw noire is out, are you going to do a post on how the science kids are like in that universe since it isn’t a what we all thought it was?

Marc:

Imagine Dad For One. That’s how he is with Kiran

“My precious baby brother can’t survive in such a cruel world. So, it’s best if I just keep him locked in his room.”

He’s just a little bit psycho and carries around a lot of knives

A well-known street fighter who’s known for making people a lot of money when he sends his opponents to the hospital

Marc has a habit of stabbing people. Specifically guys. It’s best to just let him keep stabbing you until he gets bored or until Nathaniel calls for him

Denise:

Relies on brute force for everything

Always called on to deliver the “Death Hug” punishment to insubordinates at DuPont. Basically, they just wrap their arms around some poor guy until their eyes bulge out of their sockets and they plead for mercy

Takes pleasure in hurting those they deem weaker

The only exception is Simon. Hurt him in any way, and they will hunt you down and Death Hug you when you least expect it

You’ll know they’re around when you hear bones cracking

Simon:

A tech genius who absolutely loathes Max. There’s just something up with him, but he doesn’t know what

Has been trying to track down the Resistance so he can get in The Supreme’s good graces

All so he can get rid of his parents

He still unfortunately lives with his parents, and he has a burn scar over his left eye due to their negligence when he was five

A bit of a recluse. He secludes himself in his surveillance room/basement

Cosette:

Her mother has ties to The Supreme due to her military status, so the family’s rich

Skilled in hand-to-hand combat, street fighting, and they know the nerve punch technique to knock people out

Oh, and it has brass knuckles

They get into street fights with Marc, and have a mutual respect for each other

Cold, calculated, and in an arranged marriage with Austin Boulet to boost both family’s social status. In reality, she’s making out with some stuck up chick’s half sister

Zoé:

Pompous stuck-up girl from New York who enjoys making everyone’s life hell. When she tried to insult Cosette, she got punched in the face

… Now she’s in love

Unlike Chloé, their insults are more psychological, and leave people mentally scarred

His dad, Morgan, can put the Bourgeois family to shame with his wealth. He practically owns all of New York

Owns a motorcycle

Lacey

You can tell she’s near when she clacking glass bottles attached to her fingers, chanting, “Resistance… Come out and play~”

Not part of the Supreme, not part of the Resistance. She just wants to see the world burn and get her family out with her

Tries to make connections to get ahead and get her family out of this damn city. If that means double-crossing a few people to get to someplace without any psycho Miraculous holders, so be it

Is not afraid to curbstomp some motherfucker

May or may not have a slight crush on Reshma

Jean:

Sold by his cruel-ass mom to the Tomassian family for their son when he was like ten. (Yeah, she sucks) And his dad, a Resistance veteran was powerless to stop her

Austin had just come out as gay, Jean’s egg donor was desperate for cash, and so begins a loveless relationship

He’s like one of those emotionless trophy wives on sitcoms and holds out his hand whenever he wants some money

“Babe.” *Holds out his hand*

They’re dying inside

Reshma:

A moody rich girl with nothing to do other than shave half her hair off and pay some girls in dire need of money to make out with her

Family has strong ties to The Supreme, and her parents are trying to get her to become a Miraculous holder

Sneaks out at night to shank unsuspecting people with Marc

May or may not have a slight crush on Lacey

Goes out for joyrides in the Lexus

Ismael

Hates The Supreme, hates The Resistance. He just hates shit

Imagine Max from Camp Camp

Hits some creeps with his skateboard when he goes out riding at night

A bit of a loner

Steals money, food, and decent clothes since his mom don’t do shit

Aurore:

Her brother took her and her sister away from their parents, and has been taking care of them for eight years now

Rafael is a member of another sector of the Resistance, one that’s trained in many different forms of combat

Aurore has been learning self defense since she was nine

An expert survivalist who knows how to sand off her own fingerprints

Should anyone tied to the Supreme try to locate Rafael and track down where he lives, Aurore has an escape route ready so she can take Catherine to safety

Mireille

Alec got custody of her and Theo thanks to his ties to the Supreme

She’s closed off more than usual and refuses to speak to anyone except for Theo

Has sort of a goth thing going on

Hates just about everyone she comes across… She and Ismael get along well, though

Sometimes during the night, they go out, break a few windows, and steal some cash

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #shadybug and claw noir #Aurore Beauréal #Mireille Caquet #Marc Anciel #Zoé Lee #Jean Duparc #mlb ocs #answered ask #mlb au #ask me stuff #science kids

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weedpoop · 11 days

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tell me about "machete order: an alternate analysis on prequels and heroic origins" (WHAT a title holy shit) + one dealer's choice! i love ur fics i think theyre awesome ESPECIALLY when theyre weird im sorry im so behind on reading everything uve posted...

HIIIII i love YOUR fics and i am so happy to talk to you about trobed always. let me tell you about trobed....

machete order !! so the title is based off of this the concept of this au was that troy got his football scholarship but dropped out, joined a dance troupe where he met britta, who never went back to college or anything like that. so abed and jeff still met each other at greendale and became friends, abed still moved out to LA eventually, became a filmmaker and developed a bit of a cult following there is a Lot going on here and i could probably just like actually post the story or something. but.

basically ...... jeff meets britta on reddit and is trying to set abed up with troy as an excuse to get closer to her abed is hesitant at first, esp because troy is a fan of his work and this makes things slightly awkward for him, but they end up hanging out and watching star wars and kinda falling in love. pretty fuckin gay ! here's a snippet from the second chapter -

When Abed pulled up to Troy’s hotel the next morning, the first thing to catch his eye was a familiar blue Lexus sitting under a palm tree. The second, crouched beneath it, was a black kitten.

“Whoa,” Troy said. “Stop, stop! Is that a cat?”

He scrambled to unbuckle before Abed could park.

“Troy,” he said. “You shouldn’t engage with random cats. What if it has rabies?”

“There’s no way something that cute has rabies.”

Abed sighed and called Jeff. His number popped onto the console screen and rang twice before his voice crackled through, thick and slow like he hadn’t slept.

“What do you want?”

“Hi.” Abed watched Troy, from his peripheral, lower the passenger side window. “Can you bring a blanket or towel down here? There’s a cat under your car.”

“What? Abed, where—”

“Be down in a sec!” Britta shouted. She coughed loudly and very much into the phone, then hung up.

Troy was making clicking noises with his mouth now, waving.

“Heeey, kitty!” he called. “C’mere!”

Abed put the car in park and shut it off. Navigating traffic was like performing surgery—or so he assumed, as a non-surgeon—and each time he still had to take a moment to collect himself afterward. Another difference between Colorado and California: the roads here were designed to make you slowly go insane.

“You good?” Troy asked. Abed shook himself and faced him, feeling far away.

“Yeah.” He took a deep breath in. “Yeah, I’m good. I hope Jeff and Britta got breakfast.”

“Me too,” Troy said. “I’m starving.”

He turned back to the cat.

“It’s so little and lost and alone, Abed,” he said. “Where do you think its mom went?”

Abed hummed in consideration. “Could’ve been attacked by a wild animal. Or run over by a car. Los Angeles is full of things that could kill or otherwise harm a cat.”

Troy whipped his head around to stare him down, eyes wide. He made a high sound in his throat and shook his head rapidly. Then he burst into tears.

“Or—” Abed tried to think. “Or maybe the kitten had an undiagnosed developmental disorder that put a strain on its family, so the mother cat divorced the father cat to pursue greater things.”

Troy hiccuped through sobs.

“That’s ridiculous,” he cried. “A cat would never sit through a divorce hearing. It’d just get bored and leave!”

“True.” Abed folded his hands in his lap. “Sorry.”

He wasn’t good at navigating emotions. Or interacting with people. Or comforting them.

Growing up, his parents had shoved him into waiting room after waiting room like if they let enough strangers in white coats poke and prod they’d find the glitch in his code, the vacancy he carried that in everyone else was filled with the Right Things To Say and Right Things To Do. The night before his mom left, he woke up in the dark and found her at the kitchen table, head in her hands as she cried. He wanted to ask what was wrong. But even then, he knew.

He looked at Troy, this stranger in his car, and wondered once again what to do.

A knock at the window startled him.

Jeff, red-eyed and disheveled, stood outside with a fuzzy blanket. His voice was muffled through the glass. “Hey, jackass!”

Abed squinted against the sun as he lowered the window.

“Be quiet,” he whispered. “You’ll scare it off.”

Britta appeared from behind Jeff with a bowl of water.

“Yeah, Jeff!” she yelled. “Be quiet!”

Ignoring them, Troy opened his door and slid out slowly. He called out in a soft voice.

At first, the cat didn’t move. It stood its ground and watched. Troy crept over, inch by inch, and finally, once he was near it, held out a hand. “Hey little guy,” he whispered, “or gal. Hey, hey, it’s okay.”

It blinked at him with its huge, all-knowing eyes. Despite its youth, the cat had clearly seen some shit.

Abed held his breath as it approached Troy, one paw at a time like the ground might explode. The moment its nose met his hand was pulled straight from a Hallmark movie. The good kind, with the right balance of plot and emotion—not one of those cheesy Christmas movies with a conventionally attractive yet comically stupid all-white cast.

Anyway, everyone else also held their breath, and ceased other internal functions too.

“Would you look at that,” Jeff said. “I think it likes him.”

A few feet away, Troy wrapped his arms around the kitten. It snuggled into him, purring.

“Yeah.” Abed’s chest warmed as he watched. “I think it does.”

Troy spoke up suddenly. “Hey, guys. I think we should probably get this thing to a vet. Its eye is all crusty and weird looking.”

Britta set the bowl on the ground and rushed over.

“I hope it’s not infected,” she said. “My friend died from an eye infection that went to her brain. Completely killed the vibes at Burning Man.”

Troy looked close to tears again.

“Hey Jeff,” Abed said. “Why don’t you and Britta take it to the vet? Troy and I will cat-proof the hotel room in the meantime.”

Jeff’s face lit up. “Good idea.” He turned to Britta with a shit-eating grin. “Let’s go save a life.”

***

okay and for my choice..... ermmmm environmental effects of human behavior is one of my favorite wips that ill probably never post. it is pretty ... explicit so heres just the first part of it

“Man,” Jeff says, looking up from his phone for the first time in an hour, “those twins are seriously hot. I wonder what classes they’re in.”

Britta follows his gaze past the windows, out to the library, where two identical blonde women are browsing shelves near the water fountains.

“I think one of them is in my psych class,” she says. “I’m not sure which.”

Pierce turns to see what all the fuss is about.

“Well, you could probably use my help.”

“Try someone more your league or century,” Jeff shoots back. “I think I can handle this one on my own.”

“Or!” Annie’s grinning in the way that means something terrible is about to happen. “Or we could set them up with Troy and Abed! How cute would that be?” “C’mon, Annie,” says Jeff. “Why would Troy and Abed want to bang a pair of hot twins? They’re too busy playing in cardboard boxes and giving each other prostate orgasms to hang out with us half the time.”

“Jeff, ew!” Annie shrieks. “That is so inappropriate!”

“And not at all condoned by the Bible,” adds Shirley.

“There’s nothing wrong with looking out for your health,” Britta says. “Did you know one in eight men in the US will be diagnosed with prostate cancer? It’s only gonna get worse now that the ocean’s filled with plastic.” Troy’s eyes go wide.

“What are you guys talking about?” he asks, dropping his book. “And why do I feel like I missed out on a class that everyone else already took?”

“They’re talking about gay sex,” says Pierce.

“What?” Troy asks. “Why?”

“They think we’re too busy having it to get girlfriends,” Abed explains. “Which isn’t the reason. It’s mostly the costumes and our dedication to a good homage that puts the ladies off.”

Troy nods with a sad little sigh. “It’s true.”

“Yeah,” Jeff says as he turns back to his phone. “I’m sure that’s why.”

–

“Hey, Abed?” Troy asks that night. “Do you know what was up with Jeff earlier?”

Abed glances away from the TV. “Aside from what’s normally up with him? No.”

“Like,” Troy starts, waiting for his brain to load, “the stuff with the twins was really weird, and kinda scary. And now I don’t know what I’m gonna do about the oceans.”

“I’m not sure there’s much you can do.”

Troy looks down.

“Damn,” he whispers.

“I know,” Abed says. “The inevitable climate apocalypse is a lot to take in. I think that’s probably why people like Jeff lash out so much. It’s a way to cope with the slow spiral down the drain of eternity.”

Troy nods. “That makes sense. Is that why he was making such a big deal about us being pro-state?”

“No,” Abed says through a bite of popcorn. “Well, yes. Sort of. Humanity’s demise turns some people into heroes and others into monsters.” Instead of elaborating on Jeff’s weird issues, he points at the screen and says simply, “Let’s keep watching Kickpuncher.”

“Cool,” Troy says.

He pulls his knees up to his chest in a mirror of Abed. It’s late and they should probably be asleep, but these moments when Annie’s in bed and it’s just the two of them are his favorite. He feels special. Like he could tell Abed anything right now.

“It just annoys me sometimes,” he finds himself saying absently. “When Jeff and other people say that stuff about us, I mean. Firstly, it’s none of their business why girls think we’re weird, and it’s—it’s just stupid, like, I don’t even really get what he was talking about. It makes me feel like an idiot.”

“Hm?” Abed turns to him. “Oh.” He pauses, realization setting over his face with a raised brow. “Really?”

Troy huffs, sliding down in his chair.

“I mean, I get the general idea. But. “ He shrugs. “They don’t exactly teach you this stuff at bible camp, man.”

Abed nods. “I get it. I guess I just thought otherwise based on some things you’ve said before.” He pauses while chewing another kernel. “Then again, it’s not like they teach this stuff in school either.”

Troy folds his arms. His chest feels hot. Like he’s—like he needs to be defensive, or like there’s something he’s missing or doesn’t understand.

“Well, how do you know about all this?”

“I have a computer with internet access,” Abed says. “And a general idea of how human anatomy works.”

“I took anatomy last semester.” Troy’s face is burning. “I just—I mean, Abed, can you show me? I feel like I’m missing out on something here.”

“Sure,” Abed says. “We can watch some videos later.”

“I meant, like—” He glances up at him, then back down. “You and me, if you wanted to.”

Blinking, Abed pauses Kickpuncher and turns to him. In the low lighting, his eyes look dark, almost black.

“Are you sure?” he asks. “Some people might find that a little awkward.”

Troy shrugs again with a small laugh.

“I don’t know. Not me,” he says. “I trust you. Like I said, I just wanna get it, and Britta really freaked me out with the whole cancer thing.”

Abed nods.

“Your health is important.” He’s silent for a moment, thinking, then nods again. “We’ll need to wait for a night Annie’s out of the apartment.”

“Okay.” Troy’s stomach does a little flip. “Awesome. Thanks, man. Do you think I should ask her?”

“No. She has her book club Friday, so let’s try to plan for after seven.”

Troy nods. His brain feels like a circuit board drenched in water, broken and sparking, and he doesn’t know why.

“Cool,” he says.

–

The next morning, Abed’s making cereal in the kitchen when Troy unzips the blanket fort and steps out. He totally doesn’t stare at his fingers around the spoon or the lean muscle of his arms in his Star Wars t-shirt. Instead, Troy very normally sits at the table and counts the spirals in the wood.

“You want some?”

He jumps and almost falls out of his chair.

“Abed,” he gasps. “Don’t do that to me.”

“Do what? Make you cereal? Fine, I’m a terrible roommate.” Abed takes a bite of Lucky Charms and sits across the table. “We should get ready soon. I think our biology exam’s this morning.”

“Ugh,” Troy says. “I didn’t study at all.”

Abed hums. “Me neither. I’ll have to cheat off of Garrett again.”

“Man, I don’t wanna keep doing that. We’re definitely gonna get caught one of these times.”

“Hm, probably,” Abed says. “Until then, we should try to be as covert as possible.”

Troy nods. So far, there are 14 big spirals and 10 little ones, some of which are inside the bigger ones like little Russian dolls but, like, if Russian dolls were a wooden table they got from a guy in Denver who claimed to sell possessed furniture.

“By the way,” Abed says, “since it’s Thursday, we should stop at the store later. I’m pretty sure I’m out of lube and we’ll want some for tomorrow.” “Okay,” Troy chokes out. “Yeah, let’s definitely do that.”

He loses count.

–

“Can you go in?” Troy asks, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. The street outside the corner store is busy and the wind bites at his skin.

“Let’s go in together,” Abed says. “What if you get hit by a car?”

“Then I’m rich and we get to buy a mansion in Hollywood.” Abed shakes his head. “Most bodily injury claims are settled for under a couple thousand dollars. You’d be lucky getting a studio apartment down the street.”

“I hate society,” Troy says darkly.

Abed nods, then points.

“Agreed. Let’s hurry before we get mugged again.”

He holds the door open and follows as Troy enters. Troy blinks under the fluorescents, feeling impossibly lost in this stupid store he’s been in, like, a hundred times. He has no clue what he’s looking for.

Abed, however, is brushing past him to the third aisle near the back, gaze intent. Once he stops in the pharmacy section, he looks down at Troy and squints.

“Are you allergic to glycerin?”

“No?” Troy says. “I think?”

“Cool.” Abed’s voice is low when he speaks again, like he’s divulging top-secret info. “We’ll probably want to go with something water-based. A lot of people like silicone because it lasts longer, but the extra coating means it can cause friction burns and it’s annoying to clean up. Plus, we can always just use more if we need it.”

“Okay, awesome,” Troy says. In contrast to the brisk cold outside, it’s weirdly hot in here. He stares at his shoes to try to cool his face off. When he looks up, Abed is still shuffling through the row of tubes. His fingers are so long.

“Found it,” he says after a minute. “This one’s good. I think you’ll like it.”

“Will it give me special powers?” Troy asks. “Or make me see new colors?”

“Maybe.” Abed wiggles his brows. “Let me know, because I’ve been meaning to learn transmutation and if this is the key that unlocks it, I’d like to stock up.”

Troy grimaces. “Man, if it transmutates me I’m gonna be pissed. I have library books I still need to return.”

Abed hums in agreement and reaches into his pocket. His eyes widen.

“I forgot my wallet,” he whispers, then shoves the bottle in his shoe. “I’m going to run.”

Troy nods.

“On three.”

–

When they get back, Annie’s still at study group, which—Troy checks the clock—doesn’t end for another twenty minutes, then she’s picking up pizza, and that’s another… Well, he’s not very good at math, but she won’t be home for at least an hour. The lights are dim and it’s quiet as Abed un-stuffs the lube from his shoe and sets it on the table.

“I need you to do a few things for me,” he says.

“Whatever you want. You know that.” Troy flops onto the couch while Abed continues, now sitting at the table to remove his shoes.

“Tomorrow night, after school, if you could take one of your famously long showers that’d be good. Really get in there, if you know what I mean.”

Troy nods. “I can do that.”

“Also, try to avoid any processed, spicy, or oily foods for the next twenty-four hours.”

Troy frowns. “But I wanted pizza.”

“I’ll eat salad with you,” Abed offers, standing.

“Um, have you been replaced by a clone?”

Abed shakes his head.

“I don’t think so,” he says. “But I’m not sure I’d know if I was.”

“That’s scary, man. Imagine living your whole life as someone else and you don’t even know it.” Troy gasps. “Am I Obama?”

“I hope so.”

Abed joins Troy on the couch and reclines his head, thinking. His adam's apple bobs as he breathes in and Troy does try not to stare, he really does. It’s just hard, is all.

“Hey,” he says quietly, “Abed.”

“Hm?”

Abed turns his head and meets his eyes, looking down, lids low. Troy feels dizzy—someone should check the carbon monoxide alarm.

“Since Annie won’t be home for awhile—”

The front door bursts open. Annie, pizza in-hand, storms in wearing a thousand-yard stare.

“That was traumatizing. Pierce lost another bet to Jeff, and—I really don’t want to get into specifics, but I can’t look at trombones the same way ever again.”

Sighing, she throws the pizza on the table and removes her jacket. Then she pauses. Troy feels his stomach jump into his throat as she picks up the little tube and inspects it.

“What’s this?”

“Oh.” Abed blinks, sitting up straight. “That’s mine.”

“Oh!” Annie gasps and goes red. She sets it back down. “Sorry, I didn’t realize…”

“It’s okay. I should’ve put that away.” He glances at Troy before standing and taking it, then disappears into the blanket fort.

“Well,” Annie tries, “good for Abed.” Her smile is so forced it looks painful. She opens the pizza box, glancing at Troy. “That’s… not gonna make anything awkward for you guys, is it?”

“What?” Troy asks. “Of course not. Why would it?”

“It’s just that,” she starts, “historically, you may have been known to get a little… I mean, just a tiny, tiny bit jealous when Abed, you know, pays attention to other people? But—but hey, good for you! And him!”

“Annie, why would I be jealous? Did they do something to your brain?” He sure feels like his is breaking. Probably due to lack of pizza.

“What’d they do to Annie’s brain?” Abed locks the door to the blanket fort with a quiet zip. “Oh, that smells good.”

“I got extra pepperoni on one half,” she says, beaming. “And extra cheese on the other half. Just like you guys wanted!”

“Thanks, Annie,” Troy grits out. “But Abed and I are actually—”

“Trying to eat healthy,” Abed finishes. “We’ve been overdoing it with junk food lately. Troy’s been getting these pains in his stomach… It’s bad.”

“Oh my god, Troy,” Annie gasps, turning to face him. Troy shoots a look at Abed, who shrugs, eyes wide. “Are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor?”

“Nope,” he says. “Nope, I’m—I’ll be fine. Abed’s gonna take good care of me.”

“I am.” Abed nods. “Let’s have something else tonight. Maybe we’ll save the pizza for tomorrow.”

Troy sighs. “Salad, anyone?”

#figbian #trobed #both of these are basically finished but a little on the weird side i feel like idk. hesitant to post. plus i have that other thing going o #hope u guys like the little snippets tho

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normal-avery-liker · 10 months

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this is my pc, lexus; he/they, a polyamorous gay. while the game states your pc is 18, they're actually 19.

they like to keep to themselves a lot, and seem not to say much. he gets stressed out easily, as they beat themselves up over his paranoia of the town, be it a monster boy threatening him again. despite this, he's known to flaunt, but it's only to scrape by and nothing he is seriously into. when he wants to speak his thoughts, it's either when they think the situation needs it or around ones they care about, whichever. besides his fame in exhibitionism, they're also quiet well-known in business; they juggle two (2) jobs, and put up stalls to sell their flowers from time to time. what's quite interesting is that he is an initiate at the temple, and goes there with honest intentions to pray and hope that salvation and a better future will be brought to him.

Avery | The Businessman the first time they met was at the park, where he was trying to collect lichen for his science project. when he didn't have the skill to reach for it and needed help, Avery came. they confess that he stole their heart right away, as they kissed Avery before they parted ways. he used leave the businessman embarrassed and stood up on dates, but has been making an effort as he wants to be with him.

Sydney | The Faithful during one of his visits to the library did he meet Sydney, as he's quite the dork. it was all friendly and the two weren't so close until he found out Sydney was religious, then on deciding it wouldn't hurt to get closer to him. in the end, when he confessed, they returned his feelings and have done the rite of promise with him. they are committed to not breaking their vows with Sydney.

The Great Hawk | The Terror it may come off as a surprise that they sought the harpy out willingly. once he passed out near his castle and was taken in, they made efforts to actually get closer to them. they didn't mind being kept for a while, though it resulted in them warming up to him. they're quite fine being declared as the harpy's husband.

Whitney finds him quite annoying, though they seem to be trying to make effort to get closer to him. they're not too fond of Kylar, uncomfortable that he stalks them, but they also pity him.

he is quite the socialite, and his fellow students avoided him at first until they made efforts to talk with them. teachers find him a normal student as he's quite rough around the edges here and there, yet still recognize his skill as they have won five (5) distinction marks. he has a recognizable reputation in combat, and has been approached at least twice for tips.

as a result of garnering lots of recognition, he wears a surgical mask very often, hiding his identity.

#dol #degrees of lewdity #dol pc #my art #his skin is not white it's just my style

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gaycarboys · 8 months

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The Ridiculously Cute Little Lexus LBX Hybrid To Come to Australia

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nityarawal · 2 months

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townofcadence · 1 month

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"And if the devil ever was to see you, he'd kiss your eyes and repent." From Lexus to Artair

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Artair rolled his eyes, face pinking at the shameless flattery from Lexus-- the man had a way of really laying it on. Luckily, he had the perfect counter.

"I dunno....That's kinda gay to say, Lexus...." He said, a playful smile on his face and his tongue sticking out. "Lucky you though, I'm also gay~."

He chuckled at their usual banter, before humming in thought. "Teasing aside though, I'm not sure how keen I am on hypothetical Satan smooches, actually. I'm pretty sure it might melt my face off or something. Best to play it safe and stick to some familiar pastures, yeah~?"

#answering things #ask meme answers #meme meme #lexus #ic Artair #ryouscared #rp

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thirty-flirty-n-thriving · 5 months

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Hello!!! This post is long overdue! So much has happened since I’ve posted in my 20’s. Let’s get started with W. So I FINALLY got over her and her cheating ass. How did I do it since I was under her spell. Well, I texted her under a different number and got her to confess what she thought about being with me to a complete stranger whom she was trying to get with. Anyways she was just rude and said I wasn’t the best and settled for me because I was available. Damn I can’t lie that it didn’t hurt reading that. That was all I needed to hear and I was done with her. In my defense since I’m putting it out here on the internet I was a baby gay so yeah it wasn’t going to be perfect at first. Needless to say I have gotten better and I’m proud of how far I’ve come. I haven’t talked to W and I’m so glad I’m done with her and her bs. I’m just but she did end up getting divorced since her husband found out she had been cheating and her kids no longer want to see her. She was playing a dangerous game for a long time. I knew karma would get her. The next woman I’m going to write about will get her own post since it was my first real relationship and also the hardest lesson I had to learn.

But first some honorable mentions. Nathan, my first boyfriend who I’m sorry was a bad kisser. Nice guy but didn’t have time for a girlfriend. When you go two weeks without talking and mostly end up canceling plans for your roommates dogs graduation. Yeah you read that right his ROOMMATES dog’s graduation! Then it’s time to end the relationship. What was fun about it ending is the day I was going to break up with him he breaks up with ME!! Ummmm excuse me! No sir I was suppose to breakup with you! Nathan the guy who told me he loves me after telling me that every time he says that to a woman they break up with him lol. I’m not laughing because he said I love you but because of my response which was “thank you”. I knew I didn’t feel the same way so I didn’t want to say it back. Oh and let’s not forget he grabbed my butt on my front porch and my dad saw. Omg I wanted to die when my dad told my mom who then told my sister. Goodbye Nathan.

Johnathan ooh now this guy would not stop pursuing me. Met him on NYE at the stadium, he asked for my number and I said no. Then my job released some newsletter and had my name on it. He then looked me up on FB and sent me a message there. I remember being at my sister in laws house when I got the message and we both agreed that it was creepy. Anyways I was dumb and entertained him for a short time but soon realized he had a lot of red flags. He was possessive and was easily jealous. Flash forward to Gabriel’s birthday and I asked him if he would like to come he said no because he had to work early the next day. Ok no problem I told him I was inviting another friend yup you guessed it Aaron. Then his answer changed to maybe I can go. I told him not to worry about going I knew he was busy. Aaron said he would try to stop by if his class got out on time. Cool also no problem so I asked my best friend Alma. Well I didn’t ask I told her we were going lol. So Alma and I go then Johnathan shows up (I don’t remember if I told him where but I’ll assume I did so it’s less creepy). Aaron shows up now lol. Johnathan was not happy. He just pouted in the corner while we were all having fun singing karaoke. Alma was enjoying herself from my mixup of having my “dates” lol. Anyways Johnathan was being ugly after that night calling me names and then begging me to forgive him. Nope you showed your true colors and I was done. You can exit the stage now Johnathan.

Aaron oh Aaron you were my first kiss and a damn good one too. We kissed in your dad’s Lexus right outside my dorm room building. You were the first guy who really made me feel special by coming to see me out of the blue. I remember meeting you at TCC and we instantly clicked. We laughed and always worked on some sort of craft project you needed help with for dance or whatever. Aaron you were my first bj lmao. You being a sex addict said I was great at it definitely gave my confidence a BOOST.

Now things fizzled out with Aaron but I was happy with the memories we had. He showed up for Gabriel’s birthday party when I was trying to get more people to show up. Aaron and I were going to be FWB but after a few minutes I said I couldn’t do it. I knew in my heart I couldn’t get involved without feelings. So thank you Aaron for being an amazing first kiss. Though I remember one time when I went over to your place you got me an Uber to go home 😑.

There were a couple of more guys who I talked to after this but that wasn’t serious at all. Especially when I saw HER. Oh J you captured my attention the moment I laid my eyes on you. More updates about her in another post. Let’s start my next post about Abigail. Which honestly I might need to log in on my computer to type it all up. Until my next post

kisses and scratches,

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