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fullofgutsndopamine · 1 month

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everything you do (makes it easy to fall in love with you)

tw: cliches, over usage of pet names, insta-love, cursing

they/them for reader but one instance of “Misses” i couldn’t find a way around it

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the giggling should’ve given it away at first.

kids giggling and pulling at the each others sleeve is never a good sign, and even as a second year teacher-you know better.

a smile finds its way onto your face regardless, “what’s so funny?” you ask, “hm?”

half the class giggles into their hands, squirms in their seats and doesn’t answer until a student in the front spoke.

listen, you don’t have favorites-they’re all your kids. but if you had to choose, Rosie, the quiet kid that sits in front for all your lessons, speaks quietly and carefully, her glasses falling down her nose as she speaks-would be one of the first

“miss,” rosie giggles, “someone left a present for you.”

you act surprised.

Kids bringing small presents is nothing new; there's James, who brought you a bruised apple in the first month you started teaching. Annie, who comes in from recess with rocks shoved deep in her pockets for you; Sam who never comes inside when the bell rings without a weed in their pocket, a dandelion half squished for you-

when you make your way to your desk, make a show of opening the small shoebox turned Valentine's Day box you made in class, now with little cats on the sides, whiskers on the front; you're expecting half ripped pieces of lined paper in there, little mispelled love notes from your students-

making a show of opening it, you don't have to act surprised when you see it's absouletly filled to the brim with notes-and you were half right, written on ripped lined paper, scribbled between class periods, mispelled everything-

"Miss-"

one of the students calls you back to it as you take a handful out, a mess of: u lok nice 2day and i lik ur dres or i lov u

"Do you want us to tell you who they're from?"

They're giggling behind their hands, like it's an inside joke you somehow missed out on, didn't get the memo on

"Hm," The smirk plays on your face as you grab another one, "I haven't the faintest idea-"

"It was Mister Charlie!" Annie all but squeals, the class erupting into giggles

"Mr.Charlie," Your eyebrows form into one, "Like, the science teacher across the hall, Mr.Charlie? The one with the glasses?”

It's obvious from the notes that it isn't from him even if you've seen him in passing; walking to your classroom in the morning before the students are there, your hands full of bags for the classroom, him insisting on helping you only for you to race him to see who can get to their classrooms first-walking into his room when you know it's his planning period, his hair dishelved, glasses shoved ontop of his head as he's massaging the sides of his forehead only for you to ask, "Does this sound dumb?" when you're trying to draft an email

you know of Charlie

it's hard not to know about charlie. it's only your second year teaching, your first in this school district, and while everyone here is nice, he's the only one who's seemed to go out of his way to make sure you're comfortable. Dropping by on his lunch, his wrinkled paper bag in hand "I packed too much for lunch." only to pass you an orange, or an apple-when you get a note from one of his students and open it only for it to read: Sorry. They needed a second outside of the classroom. Please send something back for them. -C

"Yeah," They pull you back to present time, "He has a crush on you. He loves you."

they're giggling into their palms, oohing and awing as you do when you're young and love is something that makes their face bright red and squirm in their seats-

"Alright," You shake your head, shove the notes back in, hoping they don't see your face bright red, "We have to finish this lesson. C'mon, let's see where were we. Ah, yes. June, can you-"

You wait until it dies down, when you hope these notes are at least a semi forgotten thing, right before you're about to send them to recess, to send the note across the hall. You make sure to staple it down, don't trust the kids to not peak, and send it across the hall

Across the hall, Charlie is pacing.

"No because like," He shakes his head, runs his hand through his hair, "I can't tell them I like them-"

His best friend, the janitor, John, sits backwards in his chair, eating a banana.

He rolls his eyes as he peels the outside carefully, "Right, because that would be embarrassing-"

"No because exactly!" He shakes his head, slams his fist against his other hand, "I have to-"

A tiny knock on the door and charlie whips around.

All his students are gone, in art for the next 45 minutes-don't them to see him like this, stressed about a crush he'd rather die, thanks.

"Hey. Where-."

He immediately drops the rant, drops his voice as he kneels on the floor, very aware of how intimidating he could be to children, and how he towers over the students, tries to make himself smaller around them always

She drags her feet to Charlie, hands him the piece of red construction paper, stapled down, face bright red: "This is from misses, across the hall."

She speaks so quietly charlie has to strain to hear her, would have missed it if he didn't see your writing across the top of it.

His eyes go wide to John, "It's from them."

John cackles, "Is this a code red? Or-"

"Not now, John." charlie hisses, turns to the kid, "Thank you.”

And she nods once, drags her feet out the door and all but runs to the classroom.

"Open it, you idiot." John huffs, throws the banana peel into the wastebasket by the door, misses.

charlie turns it around in his hands, takes a deep breath, and opens it.

Across the hall, you worry you did the wrong thing.

It borders on flirting, the note you sent. Wrote it on a whim, can definitely see the words you scribbled out, wrote over, tried to make it so he doesn't see the first draft

Heard you have a crush on me you wrote, my kids filled my box with notes from "you". I would expect a science teacher to know how to spell 'hydrogen' when you're professing your love to me, but it's sweet, all the same. If you're kids say anything to you, just wanted to fill you in. Sorry, this is dumb.

You're contemplating faking your death, making a new identity, running away-investing in fake mustaches anything then to live in shame of flirting-with another teacher?! A science teacher of all things?! Please.

The note is shoved under your door, and you can hear footsteps all but run away and a door close in the time it takes you to get it.

It's your planning period now, and you turned the lights off and shut the door in hopes of some quiet to get rid of the pounding headache behind your eyes, your glasses shoved over your face

You get it slowly, carefully, walk to the door where there's a thick piece of computer paper, also stapled close, halfway across the room from being shoved with such passion under the door-

your name is scribbled in front, loopy and carefully and you open the note slowly, expecting a restraining order

sunshine,

can't believe my cover was blown away by students, of all things. I heard them whispering in my classroom about this, but didn't think they'd be brave enough to do anything about it.

I'm sorry about my kids. I think when adults look at each other, kids think they're in love. I hope they didn't bother you too much.

-charlie in 303 (The science teacher)

P.S. You look pretty today

Your fingers run over the note, the place where he obviously pressed down too hard with his pencil and left marks in the note, the scratching out he did. The way he added his classroom in, as if you weren't sure who he was, as if he isn't the only one who's showed you kindness, who stayed with you when you locked yourself out of your classroom your second day until John came to unlock the door. Or the snacks he brought you, the cupcake he had a student bring you when he was celebrating his birthday-the kind little gestures he did in the few months you'd known him

You sit on the note for the day.

Not on purpose; your class came back and there was a small fight amongst students, homework to do-the note felt heavy in your pocket, forgotten until you got home and undressed for the day.

"No but like," charlie sighs to John the next day, early before school is suppose to start. John is leaning back in his seat, eating a granola bar and missing his mouth, most of it ending up on the floor, "Valentine's day is in two days and all I did was send a note all but professing my love to another teacher."

"I know," John snorts, "How embarrassing. That has to be like, an HR red flag, right?"

"Not helping, John." charlie groans as he slams his head against his desk. "Maybe this is a sign I should quit. Move across the sea, make a new identity-"

"On a teachers budget?" John snorts, "charlie be serious, you can't even afford to look at those ticket prices-"

"Not helping, you-"

"Besides," John rolls his eyes, throws the wrapper in the trash, "It's just a crush, charlie. Jesus Christ, you act like you've never had one before. They aren't going to write you up for thinking the teacher across the room from you is hot."

charlie groans, digs the heels of his palms into his eyes until he sees stars.

"And besides," John adds, "It's cute. I haven't seen you this excited since college. The flowers are cute, I promise."

charlie doesn't answer, picks up the mini water bottle he ripped the label off of it and picked some of the wild flowers that grow on his walk into school. He can't afford the grocery store bouquets, not on his teaching budget.

"Come on," John groans as he stands, jingles the keys in his hands, "I'll unlock their door before they come. They'll be here in ten minutes."

charlie sighs but obeys, bites back comments on how he worries this is weird, replaces it with: "it's weird you know their schedule."

John huffs, digs into his pocket as he makes a show of using the wrong keys so charlie groans, cranes his neck to check the hallway for any signs of you-

Finally, three wrong keys later, John pushes the door open and gently shoves charlie in, and he stumbles inside, places the water bottle on your desk, and digs around in his pocket for the note he wrote last night when he couldn't sleep, and shoves it deep into your valentines mailbox before he can regret it-and all but runs out.

Your turning the construction paper make-shift valentine you made over in your hand, contemplating what to say, when to confess this crush officially, when your eyes hit the small water bottle again.

the note never said it's from him, but it's all but implied, the same flowers you see in the schoolyard day in and day out, and you drag the small bottle to you, shove your nose deep into the small bouqet.

Your eye catches the note in the box. You almost missed it, halfway through the day already, when you can see the very tip of it, and you carefully have to dig it out, carefully unwrinkled it and put it on your lap

one day left.

according to my kids, we're married. sorry you have to find out this way that you're taken. sorry the last name is kind of shit.

Have a good day, darling. Keep the tiny humans alive until 3:05.

-C (303, Science teacher)

PS You look beautiful today

A smile creeps onto your face, and a plan forms in your head.

Being friends with the janitor comes with many perks. You didn't originally become friends just for those perks, believe you should treat everyone kindly, but when charlie is in one of his kid's specials (It's Thursday, so you know it's music class and you also know, from walking past the room, that charlie takes the class very seriously, and likes to join in when he can) and you're able to find John, hiding in his room (More of a make shift closet) and ask him to unlock charlie’s door.

"I worry this goes against a school rule," You whisper, bouncing on your heels, "Like, an unspoken rule."

John smells heavy of nicotine and grease (somehow) but he's humming as he unlocks the door, "Nah," He shakes his head, "Just mention me in y'all's speech when y'all are married. Or, name a kid after me."

You gasp, gently hit his arm, "John we are not getting married. Or having kids. I don't even know him. We're just two co-workers who are being nice."

John physically bites his tongue to hold back any comments on first love, or how many text charlie’s sent about you instead nods: "Mhm." as the door opens.

The room is darker without charlie. You know in your head it's due to the lights being out, and not actually because of his lack of presence, but he definitely brings something to the stone walls that's missing without him.

"Quick, quick quick," John teases as he leans against the doorframe, jingles his keys, that smirk on his face he always seems to wear, "Let's go."

You squeal, all but run to his desk, the small bouquet of construction paper flowers on green pipe cleaners you folded on lunch in a small paper milk carton, a piece of paper under it: One more day to go. Sorry these aren't real. From your wife

And you all but run out as John laughs at you.

Valentine's Day comes, and it feels like it's hangng over your shoulders, some big d-day you've been dreading and waiting for.

charlie is too chicken shit to ask you out to your face. He knows this, hell-you probably know that too, but he still comes in, a small cup he usually reserves for his kid's birthdays, plastic with your name down the side, filled with your favorite candy (gotten the answer from grilling your kids at lunch and lowkey bribing them) a note taped to the outside in a bright pink envelope he folded up.

He makes his way to your room, sets it in the middle, hesitates, contemplates if he should, and leaves before he can second guess it.

You're happy you saw the cup before your students, or you would've never heard the end of it.

Your hands all but shake as you take the paper out, his handwriting slanted and scribbled like he wrote it in a hurry:

It's so fucked that I couldn't say this straight to your face.

Will you go out with me? Tonight, 8pm. Tammy's Diner in town.

Let me know.

-c

The absence of his room number, his title, makes you smile, blushing as you re-read the note, him finally asking you out. You contemplated asking him out since you started here, debating with it every ride home in complete silence, beating yourself up for not doing it.

You open your desk up, grab a piece of paper, and get to work.

charlie is googling teaching jobs in the city when one of your students walks in, wide eyed, a note in their small hands. He all but runs to them, gives them a hand full of candy as they leave happily, and he takes a deep breathe, opens the note

Can't wait

I've been waiting for you to ask me out.

Our class party is at noon. Bring your class and we can have a little combined party, it'll be fun.

Wear your green tie, it's my favorite.

-Your excited wife

"And that class, is when you carry the one. Now-"

The yell rips through the air, all but quiet, and the class whips around, wide eyed, wondering what the yelling is about, the loud Woo that rips through the air.

A smile forms on the edge of your lips, "C'mon guys, we're almost done. When this is over, we have a party with Mr.Charlie’s class. C'mon. Now, if the one is carried-"

#caroline writes #charlie slimecicile #charlie slimesicle x reader #slimecicle x y/n #slimecicle x you #charlie slimesicle fanart #slimecicle fic #slimecicle imagine #slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle

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sweet-luv-club · 7 months

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The neon lights of a love hotel beckon you... Will you be staying for the night? ♡

✎ navigation links coming soon! ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა

. . . ♡ masterlist

. . . ♡ list of charas i can take requests for + how i would write them

. . . ♡ my tags!! saccha.txt = text posts┆saccha.png = mi art!!

🍓🌸🍓꒰ Saccha┆he/him/hole┆artist n writer!!! ꒱🍓🌸🍓

HIIIHIHIHI my name is Saccha!!! get it bc,.,, Saccha(rine) and… my blog name iz sweet-luv-club, YEAH U GET IT TJBGJHBG,,

JUST A LIL OVEREXCITED TRANSMASC PUP RUNNIN A LUV HOTEL ,, there r a lot of aesthetics i wanna b associated w/, this intro post will prolly change over time lol

i wanted tew stretch out ma writing skillz n i have a lot of ideas i jus wanna throw out in2 da world,, scenarios i hope ppl would also enjoy n such!! ♡♡♡ just wanted to pump out gender neutral x readers for the gayz tbh,,

as much as i love reading fempovs, i want 2 make food for other trans ppl like me ^w^ and also interact w/ other blogz!!! also sorry not sorry of my excessive use of colors and kaomojis lol!!

dis blog is where i will dump all my horny ramblings about

★⋆ Degrees of Lewdity (mentioning this game alone should indicate i dont mind dead dove stuff hfbhg)

★⋆ Call Of Duty MW2 (im only a very casual fan tho lol look man im a porn blog my content isnt gonna be that deep!!)

★⋆ The Last Of Us (specifically joel content bc im feral 4 him but im also feral 4 ellie,, WRITING ABOUT THEM SEPARATELY THO OFC LMAO)

taking requests for each >w<)b !!!

♡ ┆ stuff i will write ┆ ♡

★⋆ DRUMROLL PLEASE... THE MAIN REASON I WANTED TO MAKE THIS BLOOOG... transmasc reader content!!! 🎉🎊🥳 with warnings on what terms to be used on the naughty bits, ofc!!

with that being said.... ★⋆ DDLB :3 tee hee!

★⋆gender neutral reader stuff!! no pronouns other than 'you',

★⋆ if i write nsfw with GN reader, i'll have separate sections for when u have afab/amab anatomy and how characters i write with would interact with em !!

so the format would go like

˗ˏˋ ꒰ König with a chubby S/O ♥ nsfw!! ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡ ┆ headcanon

if you have AFAB anatomy…

♡ ┆ headcanon for how he'd treat u with ur coochie, gender non-specific

if you have AMAB anatomy…

♡ ┆ headcanon for how he'd treat u with ur pp, gender non-specific

most of my fics/drabbles would be gender neutral unless stated otherwise !!

plz note!!! in cases like Ellie who is explicitly and canonically a lesbian i will also only write in fempov, everyone else i write about automatically becomes readersexual meaning theyre attracted to the reader regardless of gender, appearance, etc etc so for example if ur super mad i made your big strong masculine military man a cocksucker das on u, go cry ab it somewhere else thanks (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

★⋆ BIG GIRTHY AGE GAPS… but readers in my stories should always b regarded as 20+!!

★⋆ and ofc hand in hand with that comes a corruption kink BAHAHAHA and as a heads up i place a heavy emphasis on virginity !!!

★⋆ yandere/obsessive content bc im a sucker for it :((

★⋆ pet play/hybrid stuff… sometimes human but most of the time it comes w the reader having animal characteristics!! (ex. bunny reader, cow reader, puppy reader etc) ONLY LIMITED TO STUFF LIKE EARS/TAIL/WINGS THO and maybe heat cycle stuff bc im a sucker for that too

★⋆ A/B/O content and dynamics

★⋆ stepcest probably???

STUFF I WONT WRITE ABOUT... no cute format for these ones LMAO 'm just gonna lump all of them together

actual incest | zoophilia content (YES I KNOW DOL IS RIFE W/ THAT BUT I ALWAYS TURN OFF BEAST TOGGLES SJHDS) | scat/piss/basically any bodily fluid aside from CUM LMAO (i'd probably make an exception 4 squirt tho,,,, 👀) | gore

das about all i can think of for neow heheh!! btw i may like and interact w blogs that have dark content or even the content i said i wont write, please be aware of that in case the posts i've liked show up :<<

i'll eventually come up w/ a list of characters im comfy with writing for, as well as a general idea of how i would write them for requests n such!! if the character u like isnt there, im still looking into how i would write content for them :>

IF U READ THIS FAR ILY BYEEEEE ♡♡♡

#mdni template by cafekitsune!!#degrees of lewdity #call of duty modern warfare 2 #the last of us #cod mw2 #cod mw2 x reader #cod mw2 x male reader #cod mw2 x you #the last of us x reader #the last of us x you #joel miller x reader #ellie williams x reader #saccha.txt #trans male reader

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bunicate · 5 months

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huuuge tmi but just a leetol advice for da 'sweet prince' anon askin abt orgasms or any1 else who needs sum advice wit limited resources! first tings first i have an acc where i keep links to my fav vids, i follow my fav art accs n stuff too (anythin that turns me on likk,, i have my fav dark content art tings)! da first step is 2 watch n dont touch , i like to scroll thru all da pics,, vids,, dat i like 2 see, be patient ! once ur gettin wet it becomes much easier, take it slow wit da rhythm on ur clit (find the perfect fav vid dat has anything u can use as a stroke rhythm! it can be makeout vids or whatever but follow the rhythm! i like 2 do dis bc it keeps me focused on whats happenin ! & naturally u jus become more & more turned on n wet & eventually get 2 dat point of immense pleasure where u cn speed up at ur own will (or if its speedin up in da vid u can too!, also i lik 2 be on my tummy, hand under my front to masterbate lik dat! but its all ab preference also i hate usin a pillow lol)

also dis is my first submission here lovely mimi~ feel free 2 delete if its 2 long ^_^

>o< tmi tmi tmi tmi tmiiiiiii but I agree one hundred percent ! ! ! especially with the look don’t touch ! ! I rlly scroll nd read smut until it becomes unbearable nd then go cwazy. I also like to masturbate in tht position . . also , , I dunno how to describe but I kinda put my arms under my legs to hold them together and use the other hand to play with myself bcuz everything is like . . . squished tehe. thank u for sharing nd I hope litl sweet princes sees dis and hopefully gets the well deserved orgasm

#𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑏𝑜𝑥 ๑ ꒱ྀི #also yayyy for fist submission woohooooo nice 2 see u :DDDDD

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pumpkzsafeplace · 8 months

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hihi pumpkinnn

dunno where to share dis bu i went dinner wid mbest friends nd had lotsa funn :D had food and and catch up too ! also felt rlly pretty nd girly bc wore a dress :> i dont wear dem lots bc dont lik em normaly bu fo som reson i rlly liked dis one :>

i hope u nd mr x hav a very good day today ! nd happy september too !!

- 🪐

─•~❉᯽❉~•─

hihi lil bug’ 🌼

ahhh~! i'm so happy that you had so much fun with your friends! and not only did you have a good time, but you felt confident & pretty enough to wear a dress? such big and brave steps! i'm so proud of you honeybee! <3

i'm so glad you had a good time! <3

& thank you for your kind wishes! mr x is working today :< but to cheer him up i'm cooking him his favourite foods before we get cosy and watch some autumn movies! <3.

i hope you have a good day! & happy september heh! <3

-🍰

#askpumpkin #🪐askpumpkin #agere community #sfw agere #sfw age regression #safe agere #sfw little community #age regression #sfw little blog #agere blog #agere little #sfw little post

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trippygalaxy · 9 months

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HEYYYYYY GURLY POPPP, so i wanted to tell this to someone but idk who so why not u <3! Is there by any chance yk fnaf? If you do, yk Elizabeth Afton? Now compare here with princess Zelda from Four Swords. Pretty similar right? When ppl draw that Zelda with Orange hair the only thought would be "Ayo Elizabeth Afton??? Circus baby???" So just imagine a reader, modern one ofc, and they land in fours hyrule with that chain. I could only imagine them when they see fours zelda be like

"ELIZABETH AFTONS????? HUHHH???? I thought that was game....... WAIT IF IT ISNT- OH NAHHHHH I AINT GONNA BE ABLE TO SLEEP TONIGHT" chain plus zelda be like "wha-"

Ty for hearin my thoughts trippy! I hope you have a good day/night/afternoon! Stay safe!

DUDE I LOVE FNAF SO MUCH???? The lore is so confusing but thats also what i like about it!!

Reader have a crisis while trying to figure out how and why the two universe are connected is the funniest thing to me-

Lik reader is deadass trying to tell if Zelda’s dad was william by asking the nost out if pocket questions

“Does your dad LOVE purple? Does he gas a dislike for xhildren? Maybe he likes bunny? Blue ones or golden ones?OH DIES HE LIKE PIZZA?”

And zelda is all like wtf is pizza??

#trippy answers #anon ask #tales from the void #?

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hwaitham · 7 months

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aaaa miss coco plz don’t apologize 4 holding onto my ask for a bit!! evn tho u replied yestrday i only saw it dis mornin’ n’ i wuz soooooo happi when i read it ! it’s wuz vry vry cold tdy but dat warmed my heart up ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა u say ur rllie jus da same as u but i don’t think u get it u r jus soooo sofft n’ sweet n’ scrollin thru ur blog feels like bein wrapped up in a biiiigg comfie blankie !!! hmm cn u tell me abt sumthing u saw tdy or dat happned 2 u tdy dat made u a happi pup ? for mi … i fully lvled mi blade’s traces !! n’ i talked 2 da guy i’ve been crushin on recently … n’ by dat i mean i said lik two wrds to him aaa dis crush will b gone in like a week or two n e way ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა

- da sweetest secret angel (aaaa reading dat made mi so !!! ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა !!! ilu my darling miss coco)

dear sweetest secret angel ,

i am so srrie to keep u waiting nearly a week for a reply ! ! (∩ˊ ᵔ ˋ∩ ྀི) my personal life has kept mi quite busy ahh , but i will do better going forward , pinky prom ! 's been vry chilly here as of late too :D it makes me smile vry vryyyy big hehe , i wuv da cold n' being able to bundle up in warm layerz + snuggle up to my boyfwie n' fwens whenever we're outside eeee ૮ ๑´ `๑ ྀིა smth 2dai dat made coco a happi pup . . . mmm . well ! i made a rllie delicious apple crumble to be enjoyed at thanksgiving dinner shortly — toasty on da top wif oats n brown sugar n pecans . . it is soooo yummie ! ! i'll save u a few servings too ! ♡

&& oooo yay yay yaaaay for fully lvling bladie ! ! is he who u usually main in honkai ? he rllie is so . . . strong @.@ n' pleasing to look at eek :3 n' omgeeb ! a Crush ! ! ! crushes are vewy exciting to mi . . i jus luv all da giddy feelings n' daydreamz i get when i hv one ! ! r u still crushin' on him babie ?? here is a good luck stamp from coco to you . . 🐾 in hopes dat good things will come of this crush hehe ! !

#( ˶˘ ³˘(｡˃ ᵕ ˂｡ ྀི)

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rawrmeansilyindinosawr · 1 year

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****TR1GGER WARNING: M3tH!!!!!!***

itz 2023, Im a widdle homosexually homoAF n tried to explain masturbation in English to a French gurl at melting point n due to language barrier she didnt know what “clitoris” or “fingering” meant but as tha clock strikes midnight i asked her iF she wanted 2 make out anywey N she said “Yes” in YOLO. . speakinG of melTing point …… i sTumblEd / limPt in cuz i wuz a L@mb K3bobb the nite b4 n had a fuck machine in my poonani hole. 0/10 starz but 1 more thing oFf buCket List CHECKKKKKED OFF..!!!!! :-] <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 alSo bouncers l3T m3h n fwendzz get in fo fReE cuz we were hot n sexy n famous .

SoOooOo i Got h1Gh n D3LetEd 9 of my tumblrs i’ve had since damn near wheN i Wuz 14 n I’ve been punishing mYselF by not blogging even when i rly rly rly Rly Want 2 n idk i jus hav 2 rememeberr ive lost so many journals/lil notes n poems i’ve written n tucked in notebooks n let them fall to the floor in hopes tht strangers will find them n feel inspired.. I feel lik it’s kinda lik how i have found so many poems in passing like walking places like on the floor (one time walking in east LA i found a note ab someone’s dreams and like exploring astral planes) n the time i found someone’s cd collection in the trash n it had a bunch of personalized cds burned “4 hayley” n the time i found a bunch of poetry books in a suitcase randomly on the st . My words will never leave me if i can’t read them all the time they r inside me and tht makes me nvr wanna destroy my brain or body tht helps me remember n keep all of these things that eternally exist . Memories n love r the realest things we kno or will ever find .

Butt it’s still new yrs n yr seeing ur friendzz take off their sunglasses off n their dialted eyes for the first time ever ever n yr reminded the sunglasses in tha club hide @LL the shame so keep wearing dem . We may or may not hav dropped Acid n ended up getting lost in the dirty warehouse rave n sharing one bathroom stall with 5 people , one girl who was weird n acted like she didn’t share blow w one of us at Bossa the other nite n acted weird and another kept asking if i was an aquarius or scorpio . Bitch huh ?!

tha full Moon In cancer got meh feelin PISSSSST more than emotional . butt yr leaving nowiezz w yr friendzz to go to aftiez n we r all holding hands running to the Karr n howling at tha moon lik wolves . n it feelss surreall n we say we r sentient beings made 4 this . n we agree we r charging our energies , our souls under the glare of the circular Cheese ball above Us in the polluted niTecore sky.

unlock it Lock iT L0cK it L0Ck iT L0CK Itt by charliXXX got me feelin EMOTIONAL!!!!!!1 idgaF if ppl d0nT rly understand cUz iM complex n this street adderal iVe been buying (Kinda m3Thy) . i wrote a poem ab LUV :-3 again cuz of it .

“hold my hand until it breaks

take my heart to wound

til it shatters

in a million

shard - l i k w

pieces

and i’ll pick them up

one

just so u could find

yourself inside “

i kno is i wuz considering singing BIPP by sophie at heaven karaoke 2 sound lik The embodiment of ChaOs computer but it wuz hard . i imagined to sound like dis : <*+<*+~*+~*~+~*~++~*~~>~#~##~{,{~+~++~+~+~++++~~*~*~*~**~*~*~*BIPP!!!

i luv all my friendzz who r soooOo photogenic n hot n creative n cool n i h8 all the meanie Bo Beanies at public hot3L altho we did Dance in tha lobby to BETTER OFF ALonE on maXXX volume n ppl told us we were the party not whut wuzz goin on upstairs then hoppin thru the WEIRD SLIDYY SLIDDY FAST doors 2Gether then danced w mR Uber man n did so much Ketamine in le bain n hugged the door men then watched a stupid boy not own up to his own squirt puddle.

iNs for 2023::

-geTting 75% fisted (4 out of 5 fingers unless the fist counts as two fingers) til u Bleed b4 work to Charlixxx’s “Pop2” album.

-Making out with ur Fwendzz in the nowiez yurT

-snorting untested molly oFf Ur Phone in nowiez yuRt from boys whose names R just singular individualized Letters of the Alphabet (ie: A , C , P , M)

-acCepting bAe applications only for autistic ppl

-pink drug baggies w pandas on them

-Living heterosexuality vicariously thru ur friendz

-weAring ur reading Glassez when Ur not Resding

-sTealing mirrors from F@mily doLLar

-not feelingresponsible 4 oTherzz problemz

-4Somes

-Mutual ghosting

-Fergie and nitecore and fergie nitecore

-hOney MusTarrdd s@uce from Popppeye w bits of Jalapeñoz .

-saying Popeyes like Pop-pie-eyes and Katz ‘s deli like Kat-siziesez

-Un-identifying w marshmalloWs n identifying with Jellyfish instead (if they go their Hole lives without getting fucked they can literally morph back into being a baby to try again to get fucked)

-twitching b4 u sleep

-Sending them selfies even after they told u they don’t wanna see u anymore

Outs for 2023::

-Bottoming

-OverapologiNg

-nUrses at Callen Lourde

-Asking if u look autistic up close for verbal validation

-Tr1pL3 cancers born at 3:33 who think ur big 3 is “boring” but their big 3 is all the same .?

-the nUmber 3 cuz of that sentence rite there .

-being SinGLe for ANY FUCKING L0nG3R????.!!!!!

-Taking mosh pits personally

-Projecting when ur hangry

-exPecting Ur plug to come to the Door like P1zza delivery mans

-justin bieber slander

-fAlling asLeep to “ My saD liL Peep Mix “ any longer than 4 nites in a row

-Monogamy (?)

B BAK SOON IM GOOGLING THE LYRICS TO CLITORIS THA MUSIKAL BY ASHNIKOO TO MEMORIZE n telling ppl thE faKe stoRyy of how i carry moi Muthas ashes with meh in a pizza locket with a DrugSp000n attTacHed to the bottom. mi Mommy is not dead tho it’s a Joke knock on W00D.

XXX FOR SEX ,

rennybaby69247<3 <3

#blog

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sillykittyco · 1 year

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patting u hugging u giving u a forehead kiss /fam !!!!!!!!!!! m sorry anons r such bitches . i hope ur doin ok ghost ):

^ hugging u like that :3

EEEEE!!! Dank ou!!!! M huggin ou an paddin ou baks n gibbin ou liddol fowehed smooch too!! /fam M doin bedder, pus i finisd m liddol bog sos m happ boud dat!!

huggin ou lik dis!!!

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licdu · 2 years

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Jujutsu Kaisen

English: The definition of mid shounen. Terribly written characters. Boring main cast and story. The only good thing is the animation. In the first 12 episodes, some terribly boring tournament arc between the characters already starts. I literally don't know if I found one part of the anime interesting. The main character's goal is to save the world from evil monsters by having to eat all 20 fingers of Sukuna (the demon king). And of course, when he eats them, he dies. The movie and the second season are coming soon and I hope they improve the quality of this anime. I'm not that eager to watch them, and if they're as bad as the first season, I'll probably drop them. This shit is worse than Naruto Shippuuden and is more carried by animation than Demon Slayer xdxdxd.

Favorite Character: Inumaki, Toge

Serbian: Definicija mid šonena. Užasno napisani karakteri. Dosadan main cast i priča. Jedino što je dobro je animacija. U prvih 12 epizoda već kreće neki užasno dosadni turnir arc između likova. Bukvalno ne znam da li mi je jedan deo animea bio zanimljiv. Glavnom liku je cilj da spasi svet od zlih čudovišta tako što mora da pojede svih 20 prstiju Sukune (kralja demona). I naravno kad ih pojede, umire. Film i druga sezona dolaze uskoro i nadam se da će poboljšati kvalitet ovog animea. Nisam toliko željan da ih gledam, i ako budu loši kao i prva sezona, verovatno ću i da dropujem. Ovo sranje je gore čak i od Naruto Šipudena i više ga nosi animacija od Demon Slayera xdxdxd.

Omiljeni Lik: Inumaki, Toge

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kuntquats · 2 years

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finally i can be gay and hate my ex gf. i need a gf. how the fuck do i have no bitches? wait she’s hot… lol who you talking to… lol i mean who are you talking to… i ain’t doin this no more lol. stahhhhp lol remember how fat you puss is lol i seen it waiiiit lol waiiiiiit lol i need your cock now. whoa…. back off i don’t want your glisten with crisco puss lol stahhhhp lol you seen my cahk. 10 big ol ones lol swingy lol it is haht lol stahhhhhp you two are bot lol bot lol i’m gonna eat yewwwwwwwww rawr i think i that i’m gayer than you even though i’m a woman wait stahhhhp lol no you shut up bahaha wait waiiiit stahhhp it’s totally allowed to hate me but can i please have your cahk yes i’m gonna swish it around in your throat make you choke and make you lik lik lik lik lik lik lik on my sim disk isk sim dik sim sim duck dive and then u back on my dock dick dick dick space dock on my dock then dick dick for you i’m gonna give it to you thorough like a dick in the burrow i will let you know i’m gonna put dis pussy on your side burn wait bc remember when i punched that girls pussy in club with my cocky lol but i’m a bottom waiiit stahp because i need a girl who’s gonna touch my back in the club wait… that might be a man wait men are bitches these days and women are not funny waiiiit now it’s 2 (as in the era) and then i’m still riding better literally never driving you anywhere until you can offer me something besides pussy like something that has value quick and hope it’s not clout because cant care about that either waiiit stahp i think it’s gonna be all of the army of me i want to get all the wolves and have them jump all at the same time and then you will find yourself crumbling into the earth yelping like a log in fire and then you will see that the ashes will be blown away with then wind and into the water like dust… i have been everywhere nooo it’s not about you it’s about the wind blowing the dust into the water and the fire burning out and you screaming that’s all this is about is you screaming i scream but it’s not about me and it’s not being mean it’s the dust that blows into the water that you’ll never see it’s the grass and the seas that collide to make me that you’ll never see real it’s the life you’ll not get beyond your screams and struggles and falling down a well it’s the streams that you drown in from flushing the dust down the toilet and into the water and the boiling of the dust that makes the water something to drink it’s you who is controlled to boil water like a slave to this earth it’s you who is blown out burning off nothing and it’s so beyond you bahaha stahhp like brahp shordie you can’t run away from the idea that it’s not about you please make an account and then move to peru please learn spanish and turn your keyboard to blue please make me some content that’s readable but not new please don’t run down to the river and catch salmon i’m sick of you growling like bear and not giving me that princess pussy and not letting me torture you like a big box with squares in them coloured red blue purple white brown black white white then you can get the thread and then yearn for me because you will never be able to walk a distance that makes you take the deepest breath of water into your lungs and opps you drowned when you drove that car off the bridge and you drove us straight into that bitch and you got behind the wheel with some greek dude you fear and you risked it all just to catch salmon with bears yet you didn’t know that you were only a flower now you’re just apiece of salmon and you can’t cut down a tree and you can’t do fun things with me because i am real fun i’ll take it with me to the grave i’ll just sit back and get my dick sucked by dirt for dirt is my slave i am it’s slave too and that’s something you don’t like because your taste is what put you in the grave your taste in bears and salmon sweetheart there’s a famine and you barely have love to give nor something beyond a tortured soul you have only glistening pussy that has stubble like the men your protectors kiss and they giggle and

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angelguk · 3 years

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Omg pleaseee write the jock jk playboy bunny costume idea u had 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼😩😩💗💗

lemme do a quick little thing 4 u :)

featuring: oc and jk being dumb lovers, chayoung (the female lead from vincenzo) as seed of doubt, anniversaries and a playboy bunny costume. somewhat mature towards the end but only because jk see's sexy gf and cannot help himself.

This is a stupid idea, so incredibly stupid that you're considering jumping out of the bathroom window right now. A four-storey jump may result in various injuries (or potentially death) but it would be a far more welcomed out come than leaving Jeongguk's bathroom in this stupid costume.

You don't know why you bothered to listen to Chayoung's drunken blabbering. The moment you'd mentioned your upcoming one-year anniversary she's launched into a spiel about how young love never lasts, or how the roots for future foreboding break-ups were planted during the first anniversary. Her words sowed a dangerous seed in your head, one that was nurtured by Jeongguk's sudden distance. You could tell he was stressed, weighed down by the daunting options before him. Coach wanted to push him to try for the national leagues, his parents wanted him to take a step back and focus on his degree, and Jeongguk, after one quiet evening at yours, had confessed he didn't know what he wanted at all. It hurt to see him like this, usually such a sure and confident soul suddenly staggering and lost. But what could you do apart from hold his hand as he walked forward and help him up when he fell? There was nothing else you could offer, you knew his parents and their concerns were sensible but those same concerns made Jeongguk wonder if they ever believed in him in the first place.

So maybe that's why you're doing this, in hopes of rekindling a spark you feel dying and taking Jeongguk's mind away from everything that burdened him – just for one night.

It's oddly quiet in his room. You'd scuttled right into the bathroom the moment you'd picked him up from practise, complaining that you needed to shower before you commenced your usual shared evenings. Jeongguk had just nodded, quiet and mulling, his eyes absent. It had made something twist in your gut. The whole entire day, from the moment you woke up to right now Jeongguk had not mentioned one thing about your anniversary – not even a text or a bouquet no matter how subtly you hinted. It hurt, but it was proof Chayoung was right. And perhaps the only think that could fix this ship before it sunk was her stupid, stupid idea.

You can only stare at yourself in brief swift glances, grimacing every time you catch the reflection of those white ears standing at attention on top of your head. The fluffy tail attached to the back of the costume was making your butt itch too. Even with those criticisms you knew deep down that you looked good... Surprisingly so. The body of the costume was black satin, shimmering under the luminescence of the bathroom lights. It fit perfect over each curve and roll, hugging your waist just right. Coupled with a pair of fishnets and the fact that your boobs looked exceptionally great today (perks of ovulating) you were a sight to behold.

So even if Chayoung is irritating as hell you had to give some props to her.

"Y/N?" The knock that follows it startles you, sending you lurching forward hard enough that your hip bangs against the counter-top.

"Y-yes?"

"Are you okay?" He sounds tired through the wood, weathered away despite his concerns.

"Hmm? Yes, I'm good–I'm good. Just give me a sec."

A pause, you hope you locked the door because normally Jeongguk would have barged in not bothering to knock.

"Okay. Hurry up though I'm hungry and I ordered food. It's here and if you don't come out I'll eat it all."

"Already? It's here?" God, how are you going to disrupt Jeongguk's chicken nights with a playboy bunny costume?

He makes a noncommittal noise. "Yep. So hurry, I'll really eat all of this if you don't come out soon."

The handle burns your palm when you finally grip it, tummy swimming like you've chugged a series of vodka shots. Jeongguk should like this, right? He calls you bunny all the time, even Chayoung had noticed it (hence the horrifying costume you were currently donning). So wouldn’t he like it? And it was a cute little anniversary surprise, at least you were doing something unlike Jeongguk.

You take in one deep last breath, heart pounding in your head, before you twist and handle and swing the door open, a forced sneaky smile slipping onto your lips.

It falls right off the moment your eyes land on Jeongguk's bedroom.

Either he's the fucking Flash or you've been camped in the bathroom for too long because somehow he's managed to turn his messy room into a perfect romantic dinner spot. He's got the lights turned on to a low rouge, lit candles scattered around the place (which is a fire hazard but the warmth blossoming in your heart is ignoring that), a couple cushions on the floor flanking a heart shaped picnic basket where you dinner presumably resides. And then you glance down, something bright bursting in your chest when you see the red petals lining your path from the bathroom right to the picnic set up.

His back is turned to you, his phone in hand which he abruptly presses on. A melody fills the room a moment later, the song low and familiar. You know that song, that's your song.

Jeon Jeongguk will be the death of you.

"Now if–fucking hell." Jeongguk turns before you can stop him, the grin on his lips evaporating when his gaze lands on you

Oh. Oh. You wilt in a second, floundering against the bathroom door frame in a attempt to hide you bare (and bunny costume covered) body.

The silence that follows is unbearable, sinking deep into your gut as guilt rises to the surface. Jeongguk planned all of this and all you did was wear a stupid sexy costume.

"I–" You start, but his brain must of started working at the same time as yours because he catches that sentence with his own statement.

"You–" It's coated with disbelief, and your tongue gets caught in your throat when he exhales heavily, head falling into his hand. You watch with a sore heart as his fingers comb through the loose chestnut curls, tugging and yanking at his scalp as if his brain was falling to pieces.

"Jeongguk," you finally murmur, meekly padding forward, the shame you feel eating you inside out. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin this. I'll change just give me a second."

His head snaps up when you say that, gaze sharp, almost terrifying as he surveys. "Why should you change?"

"W-what?"

"I said," he rises then, slowly moving forward as if not to startle you, his eyes never straying from your body. "Why should you change?"

"Because I look dumb," you return. "And I ruined your great anniversary surprise with my stupid one."

You only notice it then, how his jaw ticks, his head tilting to the side slow. Like he's holding himself back.

"You think you look dumb?" The question itself is innocent but the tone Jeongguk delivers it in is not. You can feel the words in your throat clumping together the longer he looks at you like that, his doe eyes different – dark and spilling with something that has you quivering, your eyes shifting away.

"Answer my question." A firm but gentle hand on your chin, guiding your gaze back to his.

"Yes." It's silent in his room, the low hum of the song bleeding into the thumping of your heart against your ribs.

"Why would my baby look dumb wearing a bunny costume? Huh? It's fitting actually, since you are my bunny."

"Yeah," you try and lighten it was a small laugh, noting the way Jeongguk is staring at your lips. "But this was dumb anniversary surprise. Yours is much better."

You see it click in his head then, like he wasn't hearing a single word you were saying before.

"You did this for me?" Jeongguk questions, eyes dipping to your chest.

"Obviously, who else would I do this for."

"No–I meant, this, this is for me? This was meant to be a surprise for me?"

"Yes," you repeat. "I'd do anything for you. Now let me take this silly thing off so we can have dinner first." You twist away then, but Jeongguk snatches you right back, your frame colliding with his solid chest, firm massive arms holding you in place. The squeak that erupts from your lips lands into tight air, a sudden tension thrumming in your veins. Jeongguk's hard against your ass, erection grazing the downy tail attached to the base of the costume. There's a palm placed steady around your neck, trapping you against his while his other hand idly explores, sparking little fires along your skin as it journeys from your chest down to your stomach before settling right between your thighs.

There's nothing in your head except how massive he feels behind you, wandering hand gentle but eager a certain roughness appearing when his lithe fingers press through the fabric, toying with your clothed clit. It's a promise for what's to come, judging by the quiet groan that melts into your skin from his throat as his hips buck into you.

"You don't know what you do to me do you?" It's whispered softly, mimicking the ginger kiss he places on your hollow of your throat.

If you could think sensible words you would speak but right now everything is loud and roaring and words feel to heavy for your tongue. So you hum instead, whimpering when his fingertips circle your clit.

You can feel the smile on his lips. Hear it in what he says next.

"I should show you then, shouldn't I?"

#ask #anon #au: jock!jaykay #ehhhhh #well!!#jungkook x reader #:3 #i hope u lik dis #not edited of course i wrote dis rn

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ereh-emanresu-tresni · 2 years

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Never have I been so hyped to find a full shaker of Italian herbs tucked away forgotten in my cabinets

#ran out of thyme last week lik dis if u cri everthyem #oregano's been gone for like 2 months i think #dark times 😔😔 but it seems a beacon of hope shines upon me today after all!

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andsheloved · 2 years

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I absolutely love what you write!! Would you write a little fic where reader is upset with loki for whatever reason and wants to cool down before talking about it with him, but loki is like “pls tell me how to fix it i miss u :( ” sorry if this is so specific LOL. congratulations again on your milestone! happy sleepover 🌟

oh goodness, first of all, thank you so much!! i really do appreciate it!! and don't be sorry!! i love specifics!! specifcs are simply so good!! thank you!! thank you so so much for sending this in!! i hope i captured something along the lines of what you were thinking!! and i also hope you enjoy it!! and thank you again!! happy sleepover day/night/afternoon to you!! mwauh!! i hope you're doing so well!!

pairing ~ loki x gn!reader

word count ~ 1.1k

warnings ~ angst-ish with a happy ending!! fluff!! jealous reader? is that a warning? mention of drinks (slight allusion to drinking alcohol, but not by the reader!), reader self deprecation, jealous loki, misunderstandings

prompt ~ "please tell me how to fix it. i miss you."

"Excuse me," You muttered a polite goodbye as you placed your glass down on the counter top behind you. You didn't think to look at the confused glances sent around the group as you marched off, too busy with your own spiraling thoughts to care about anyone else's.

They were laughing with him. They were smiling at him. They had their hands on him.

And worst of all, they weren't you.

You were excited to finally have Loki with you at one of Tony's much-too-lavish-for-a-Wednesday-night parties, you hoped it wouldn't be too unbearable for him, and you found yourself frequently glancing anxiously at him from across the room when you two had been separated, Sam pulling you to the side to catch up with a few of the others.

At first, you were happily surprised to see Loki beginning to chat with a group of other agents, and as time went on, and more drinks were served, you found your face starting to grow hot as you looked upon the scene.

You were proud to see Loki doing his best in blending in, choosing to make jokes and tell embarrassing stories of Thor instead of hiding away in the shadows, but you couldn't help the dull flame of envy that bloomed in your chest as you observed the sight.

You weren't enhanced in any way, you had no serum running through your veins, yet your eyes seemed super-humanly trained on one of the woman's hands, playfully slapping his bicep and lingering for a bit too long, almost tracing her fingers along the muscle before pulling away.

You wanted to storm over there right then, and maybe if you were more confrontational you would. Maybe you would pull him away from her, maybe even kiss him senseless in front of the crowd, but now, all you could do was sit in your quiet room and breathe.

You never once doubted Loki's faithfulness or loyalty to you, sometimes though, it seemed a bit harder to accept his feelings for you when there were other people like him in the world. People that were just as perfect, both in life and battlefield. People who had perfect hair without even trying, who were consistently majestic in even the most awkward of situations, people who looked impeccable even after spending hours training in the gym or running computer programs for days on end.

A soft knock on your door finally broke you from your thoughts.

"Who is it?" You called, silently scolding yourself for how your voice shook.

"It's me."

You sighed when you heard his voice, opting to not say anything at first.

"May I come in?" He asked, and for a moment, you could have sworn his voice was almost as uneven as your own.

You suddenly discovered that all the words you had been conjuring to use in this exact moment had died on your tongue, your throat almost feeling constricted by the weight of your own thoughts. "I'm fine" You sputtered, almost instantly covering your mouth with your hand as a sob threatened to escape past your lips.

A flood of words rang and echoed in your mind like some sort of haunting siren song, calling you to the edge of a cliff. You were you. Nothing special. He could have anyone. You were just you.

"My love..."

You swallowed thickly as you attempted to collect yourself before speaking, but before you could, Loki continued.

"Please tell me how to fix it. I miss you." There was a twinge of pain laced within his tone that made your heart break just a little more. "It's insufferable without you."

You heard a quiet shuffle just beyond the door, seeing the edge of a shadow under the door frame, you could tell that Loki had now made himself comfortable on the floor, and you understood he was stubborn enough to continue to sit there for the rest of the night until you let him in.

You huffed as you finally caved, "Come in."

In a sudden flash of green, he was in your room. Loki's brows furrowed as he took you in, a sympathetic hum rumbling in his chest before he gently sat himself beside you.

He didn't make a sound at first, he only waited for you to speak, and if you had chosen not to, he would've waited all night, quietly awaiting for a response.

"I'm sorry" You finally spoke.

Loki turned quickly to you, his head tilted in confusion, but he still only waited for you to continue before he responded.

"Sometimes, I just get so wrapped up in my own thoughts about other people-" You cut yourself off with a frustrated grumble, "I saw that woman with you-" Your head was suddenly in your hands, you felt your face grow even hotter as you sputtered the words, feeling even more pathetic than before.

"Darling, you have nothing to apologize for" He lightly chuckled, "I'm sorry, I never set out to make you feel that way tonight, and I-" His pace was very nearly frantic now, and you noticed he had begun to fidget with his hands. "I am sorry, my love."

A soft wave of relief suddenly washed over you when you realized Loki had become just as flustered as you at the situation.

"I trust you. I want you to know that" He continued, "It's simply that..." He trailed off, swallowing anxiously before finishing his thought, "I suppose I get... Envious."

You quickly lifted your head to face him now, your previously melancholic expression now being replaced with utter bewilderment at his confession.

"I never intended for you to feel you couldn't speak to anyone else, and I'm sorry. I just- If I saw any other person look at you the way I do, well, I don't believe my heart could bear it."

You had to stifle the gasp that almost fell from your lips, Loki was jealous because of you? Maybe at another time, you would think of this moment and smirk at the thought, maybe you would explain yourself and your misunderstanding and laugh, but right now, you found yourself seeking out the comfort of his touch in the shadows of your dimly lit room.

"Loki..." You exhaled "I'm-

"I am sorry-" He finished, you both chuckled. He squeezed your hand gingerly as he looked at you, "I love you" He almost whispered, "I love you."

You felt a different type of warmth fill your chest as you smiled, "I love you."

And as you stared back at him, his eyes filled with nothing but affection and love, something in your heart told you he would never look at anyone else the same.

ooooohhhhh man i am in love, i am y e a r n i n g, oh goodness, my heart!! this kind of ran away from me, but i hope you enjoy this my anon friend, and i hope you're doing so well!! mwauh!! as always, likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated!! mwauh!!

want more loki? check out my masterlist!

#madeline's 100 follower celebration!#loki fluff #loki drabble #loki x gender neutral reader #loki x gn!reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x you #loki x y/n #no use of y/n #loki comfort #loki hurt/comfort #loki comfort fic #loki laufeyson x reader #loki fluff drabble #loki fan fiction #loki fanfic

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pumpkzsafeplace · 9 months

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owh umm wanted to share som tips to 🌕 nonnie in case dey cant mak new email nd also bc bc my litle blog also a sideblog :>

i put in m pinned dat issa sideblog and and @ my main blog wid a warnin jus fo info nd lettin ppls knoww

owh and reblogs ! i use reblogs lots bc can still show dat u lik da post widout leavin hearts :] nd use tags ! so u can find it easy on ur litle sideblog if u wana look againnn ueueueu bu somtimes i use tags to babble bout da post 🤭

mhope dis helps :]

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hihi lil bug’ 🌼

^^ some adorable advice from one of our anons! <3.

i'm so proud of you for helping somebody out, such a good honeybee! <3.

i hope this helps anyone who needs it! <3.

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#askpumpkin #🪐askpumpkin #age regression #agere blog #sfw age regression #safe agere #sfw agere #agere little #sfw little blog #sfw little community #agere community #sfw little post

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myimmortalisimmortal · 4 years

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Why Chapter 39 of My Immortal was due to an actual hacker

After considering some findings, I’m confident in this theory. And thus, I’m confident anyone who claims to be Tara Gilesbie while claiming the hacked chapter was faked is not being honest. Below I will explain why I believe so and how I came across this information in the first place.

All this was from a long chain of breadcrumbs. Let’s go back... all to the mid 2000s in the LiveJournal days when Tara Gilesbie had a dedicated fan club.

The Tara Gilesbie Fan Club

One thing that particularly stuck out was members mentioning finding Tara through IMDb. Yes, you heard right.

[ID: Two comments on the Tara Gilesbie Fan Club LiveJournal.

The first is from ‘golden_helikaon’ on 2008-01-19 writing, “I found it on the Order of the Phoenix IMDb board. There were several long threads dedicated to ripping her apart with every new chapter.”

The second comment is from ‘heartdreamerz’ on 2008-01-20 writing, “It was almost 2 years ago and I've told this story many times. I knew Tara a month before My Immortal was published. It was on IMDb's board for My Chemical Romance. When the story came out I knew about it but didn't pay attention because I wasn't into HP at the moment. Then, like icarus_malfoy wrote, there were the threads about her and that's when my interest started. There were also another troll on the His Dark Materials...” (Image cuts off.) End ID.]

According to this, Tara Gilesbie was already tyrannizing the internet before she posted My Immortal. This actually is very consistent with the fact “Tara Gliesbie is totlly Gottik” was a petition that existed in November 2005. (My Immortal was posted in March 2006.)

This IMDb profile seemed very intriguing. It hasn’t been mentioned much, and isn’t considered to be official by most people. Was it a legitimate account? If so, was there gothicness we were deprived of all along? I searched to try find out more about it, hoping screen captures or something would turn up. Luckily, one of the same members copied and pasted Tara’s bio in another comment.

[ID: A comment on the Tara Gilesbie Fan Club LiveJournal by ‘heartdreamerz’ on 2007-05-05 writing, “All her posts are deleted now. I can still visit her profile because she's on my friend list. Her bio:

‘hi im tara. im a goth (n prode!). i have died blak hair n blu eyez. i wer eyeliner a lot of da time. i hav a bf. his naym is justin. he rox! i liv in Dubia.

likz: eyliner, goffik makep, beng goffik, GOOD CHRALOTTE, death, sleting my rists, drak colorz, hot topik _

dizliks: beng alive, bo, pop music, brite colors, pink, brabie, hiraly doof da music i lik: linen prak, GOOD CHRELOTE, evinezenz, simpl plan, akon, arvil levine, blink-183, panik! at da disko, foll oot boi, mcr. HIRALY DOOF IS A PSR!

fav moviez: when a stranger kallz, da grudge, da grudge 2, korps bird, da nitemare b4 krismas, da ring 2, da ring, shrak attak, undreworld 2, da texas chonsow massakre da bogenning

ps 2 all da prepz nd pozers tryin 2 diz me u r jus jeloz!!!! so yolsentik nd hartdremer u kan go fok ur momz 4 al i ker ok U SUK!!!111′

I feel so special to be personally insulted by her on her profile.” End ID.]

People like to copy & paste things stupid things to laugh at all the time (no offense Tara), so I thought: why not Google some of the bio? Maybe whoever did that posted additional stuff.

And it worked! (I found more content from Tara’s supposed IMDb, but more on that for a different post.)

When searching the bio, a Reddit thread about Rose Christo popped up.

During Rose Christo’s brief reign, a user said Rose’s claims seemed to check out. This user actually happens to be the same commenter, Heartdreamerz, in the LiveJournal thread. (Which makes sense, considering she’s the one who originally had the bio I was searching.)

If you don’t feel like clicking the Reddit link, basically she confirmed Rose’s claim that two Filipino users from the forums hacked the account.

Because of Heartdreamerz’ long involvement in My Immortal and the fact she never claimed to be Tara or Raven, I take a lot of trust in her word.

Heartdreamerz linked the FF.net profile of the original hacker: Coruscate Corruption.

Looking up “Coruscate Corruption” had me come across this from the LiveJournal fan club, which implies that there were two hackers.

[ID: post on the Tara Gilesbie Fan Club Livejournal by 'nicespice' on Dec. 28th, 2006, writing, “Just a little thing I drabbled down. Hope it's not too horrible. What do you think?

There is an evil on FF.net and All who encounters it feels their Respiratory system give out And become too scared to scream. Gruesome, it is. The anti-christ fanfiction, My Immortal, written by a total idiot. Does she Leave you to cry tears of blood, because I have before. EarnestInBerlin and Coruscate Corruption, the hackers, Sought to bring My Immortal redemption. Too Bad the real Tara had to come back so soon to ruin the fun. I wish she had at least continued her story, I look at her fic Everytime I go online, wishing she'd just update so I could laugh at... Tara Gilesbie." End ID.]

While searching “Coruscate Corruption”, a few posts popped up from a forum for The Bartimaeus Sequence called Bartiforums.

[ID: Two images showing 3 forum posts by Mwamba.

The first post was a reply to, "Mwamba, how did you crack both passys? Just guessing or what?"

On December 8th 2006, Mwamba replied, "Tara's was just pure luck. It didn't take long to get. The password was tara. *snorts* Post's was just guessing too, but I remembered when his passy was cracked on here, so I tried out the same password. It worked. Oh yeah, and I wrote a fanfic for Post, it's a rip off of Tara's story, but meh.”

The last two posts were made on January 14th, 2007. The second post wrote, "It was me. I had complete control for two days. And then EarnestInBerlin had to hack in too and change the password. But then she told what it was and then the real Tara had to come back and rechange her passy so nobody could get in. But that's old news. That account is most certainly not mine. I could not continue that fic for 39 chapters, I'd get bored after the first fifteen.”

The third post wrote, “*Shrug* It doesn't matter. Call me whatever. Though if I have to pick, I suppose you can call me by my FF.net name, Coruscate Corruption. What book category are you writing this fic in? Just curious.” End ID.]

Chapter 39 was posted late November 2006, so that first post was only a few weeks after it happened.

The password was “tara”... does that ring a bell at all?

[ID: A screencap from Rose Christo’s now-deleted blog. It says, “And My Immortal? You can come to your own conclusions. This was really never about the fic; it was the marketing team at SMP that decided to make My Immortal the main part of the story. Our email address was [email protected] and our password was tara.” End ID.]

-- Rose Christo’s claim before deleting

You may be asking, “Rose Christo? The woman who lied about her family, being Native American, and writing My Immortal to sell a book?” Yes, that Rose Christo. Yes, she was a fraud and a scammer, but she peppered in some little-known true details to make her claim seem more legit. For instance, she talked about a Voldemort rper in the reviews, and that ended up being true. You can actually find this Voldemort reviewer in the web archives of Raven’s stories. (Apparently, that Voldemort even came out and said “hey, that’s me!” Cannot find it unfortunately.)

Keep in mind the only way I found any of this was because Rose Christo made that claim. Without it, Heartdreamerz wouldn’t have made that post that led to Coruscate Corruption and those posts on Bartiforums. It’s possible Rose somehow came across the same information I did, but it’s more likely she was there. Rose Christo may not be the author of My Immortal, but it was likely she was a spectator as it all went down. (As I was a spectator for Rose’s ordeal when it all went down.)

Since it was said the hackers posted on the fanfiction forums, I sought to find it by searching “Tara”, “My Immortal”, etc. on FFnet’s search. The posts are unfortunately long gone, but there is a surviving forum called “My Immortal Forum Tara Gilesbie is a genius!”

[ID: A screencap of “My Immortal Forum Tara Gilesbie is a genius!” from Fanfiction net. Someone named Ebony Dark’ness wrote, “I have personally logged on to Tara’s account when her password was revealed after she got hacked.” End ID.]

TL;DR: Multiple, separate people made consistent claims over the span of years. Because of this, I personally believe Tara’s account was legitimately hacked.

(Sources/links will be added in a reblog.)

#my immortal #rose christo #tara gilesbie #todd gilesbie

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