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leftrightnomin · 7 months

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Please, Sir! || Yuta Nakamoto

Pairing: Yuta Nakamoto x Reader

Summary: You found yourself sitting at the dinner table of the Nakamoto household. Rest assured that you are safe for the night. Maybe.

Genre: Smut, Rated R (18+), Bestfriend's Dad x Reader

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it up, ppl), Cheating (Yuta is married), Praise kink, Begging, Degradation, Fingering, Lots of dirty talking, Size kink, Oral sex (nky receiving), Dumbification,

A/N: Hi, did anyone miss me? Well, here's a little something for all of you. Enjoy!

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You had been trying to avoid going to the Nakamoto’s home. You were trying to avoid conflict with your best friend's smoking-hot father, Yuta. It wasn't like you were always around their home, Giselle lived in her own apartment. For that reason, you were thankful. When you were younger and in college you would often go over for dinner with Giselle or she’d go to your family’s house. But it wasn’t necessary anymore. You were both grown adults now with 9 to 5 jobs to attend to.

This time, however, Julia A.K.A Mrs. Nakamoto was throwing a small dinner party for their family, close friends, and relatives. Apparently, Mr. Nakamoto got promoted at his company and from what you heard, the newly acquired title comes with a six-figure salary. A big deal really. Giselle had told you that her mom and dad wanted you there.

Of course, your father would want me there. You thought.

It wouldn't be an actual crisis if you and Yuta weren't indulging in each other's warmth behind closed doors, away from his family's eyes. Or anyone at all. You'd have to be playing the poker face like crazy at the dinner table to protect what you and Yuta shared. Certainly, you wouldn’t do anything with him with all the people around.

But still, you are sure that you will be having a hard time pretending. Not now and obviously not sooner. Not when you've had a taste of the great Yuta Nakamoto. You were in for a long night now that you knew what he was like, how good he was, how wild he could get, and just how hot and filthy he could be.

You made the choice to use a panty liner solely because you thought it would be handy. Having your panties wet and also probably your pants or anything to show through your clothing wouldn't look good. You didn't anticipate needing it, but you were also aware of how frail you had become from a quick glimpse of Mr. Nakamoto.

If he even extended his hug or spoke to you in a deep, seductive voice or if he smiled too broadly while flashing those dimples, you were pretty well doomed. So, yes, for practical reasons, merely a just-in-case moment, you wore pantyliners.

You were picked up by Giselle as scheduled. The trip to The Nakamotos' home took close to 30 minutes.

"Are you alright?" Giselle maintained her focus on the road. She detected something about you. She simply had no idea what.

"Yeah. No doubt. Why?"

"You've been quiet since you got in my car. It reminds me of when we first met in junior high or worse," she chuckled as she hastily cast a short glance your way.

Prior to her arrival, you made an effort to relax. You calmed your stiff body and mind through meditation, chamomile tea, and a bite of dried ginger. You practiced some meditative yoga while listening to soothing background music. And you thought it was beneficial.

But as soon as Yuta's text message chimed into your phone, your pulse shot up and you started to sweat heavily. All that effort you put into calming yourself was for nothing.

He didn't say anything other than that he was anticipating seeing you after asking you if you were still coming. There it was. His communications contained nothing sexually explicit or provocative. Without trying, he did that to you. Hence the need for wearing pantyliners was a must.

You shook your head and laughed at your friend's remark. "No, I'm alright. Just worn out. Last night at the restaurant was a long one. Not exactly a lie, but I had barely arrived home by midnight."

And that appeared to be a suitable response. Giselle didn't inquire more about your strange behavior that evening at least.

There were Yuta's brother and his wife. The parents, husband, and cousin of Mrs. Nakamoto, a friend from down the street and a neighbor. Then, you and Giselle. That's it.

A delightful modest supper with dessert was served along with drinks. some musical selections. It was lovely to see everyone chatting while outside. However, you were agitated and making an effort to force yourself to stop staring at the man of the moment. Your cheeks and neck warmed up each time your sight met his, sending shivers down your spine.

Control yourself, Y/N.

It's a celebratory dinner for Pete's sake.

You shouldn't even be thinking of it.

You got along well with Yuta over dinner. He treated you as the best friend of his daughter. It was good yet at the same time you detested it.

You wished you could join everyone else in laughing at his jokes while sitting on his lap and encircling his shoulders. You desired to boldly kiss him in front of his crowd and hold his hand. But it was clear that wouldn't happen.

The man's wife was always close by. And after all, he was only secretly yours. With the door locked, in your apartment, and covered in fabrics. He was only yours in the absence of sight and hearing of others.

At supper, you barely gave him a glance as you were eating. Not even when he was speaking to everyone and expressing gratitude for their attendance. You restrained yourself from glancing at his face. You admired how his eyes sparkled and how his lips twitched, how he made motions with his hands and ringed fingers while he spoke, and most importantly, his smile. You knew it would only cause you trouble if you did.

At the conclusion of his little thank-you speech, he turned to face you and raised his glass. Along with the others, you raised yours skyward before taking a sip collectively eyes fixed on him. Even if it just lasted a few seconds, it made you warm. Hot enough to have your thighs pressed closely together beneath your white linen dress.

When everyone was mingling and strolling around the backyard, Yuta had the chance to walk up to you.

He placed his hand on your bare shoulder and whispered into your ear, "I missed you, sweetheart."

All of your encounters with her took place there at your residence. He sometimes spends a night there and even a whole full day.

However, you were scheduled to work and cover for a few servers who couldn't arrive for whatever reason because you had been busy. Additionally, Yuta was absent for nearly a week due to a business trip. Typically, you and Yuta met once a week at most. He hadn't spent any time in your bed in a few weeks.

It's true—you really did miss him.

"Do not leave until you and I are able to have a chat."

He squeezed at your exposed skin as he emphasized the word chat, and as he started to leave, he glanced down at you and winked.

A panty liner was indeed required.

You assisted Giselle in replenishing some of the empty bottles and replacing the cooler's ice. You made an effort to keep busy and avoid thinking about what Yuta wanted to "chat" about. Or suppose "chat" was a code word for something different.

At the gathering, a neighbor approached you and entertained you with his jokes. He appeared to be friendly and outgoing with everyone. You could understand his invitation and the Nakamoto's preference for him as a close friend. He was extremely hilarious. In fact, chatting to him and hearing his outrageous college narrative got you thinking back to your own experience while making you giggle. He assisted you in temporarily forgetting about your small taboo affair. He temporarily distracted you from Yuta.

Yet, Yuta didn't like how you and Johnny were laughing.

You were smiling when Johnny gently took hold of your forearm and moved in to speak to you. And so, when the man stood right next to you and your new friend, the brief respite you got from thinking about Yuta and swooning over him abruptly ended.

"Y/N, I need your assistance with something," He furrowed his brow and indicated the home, "Would you help me, please?"

Oh.

You took a breath and nodded, "Sure, Mr. Nakamoto."

You gave Johnny a courteous grin and walked with the broad-shouldered guy into his house.

Yuta escorted you upstairs and into a spacious bathroom which was never used in silence. He quickly ushered you inside and secured the door with a click sound of the door lock. He undid the cuffs from his pale pink button-up shirt while you watched in silence, then raised his eyes to meet yours as he rolled the material up his forearms.

"Isn't Johnny a great guy?" Yuta finally spoke up, leaning against the wide vanity sink with the wall-length mirror opposite him and crossing his arms over his wide chest.

"Yeah," you smiled sheepishly as you nodded, "He is nice. Funny too."

Yuta pursed his lips and slowly scanned your figure, taking you in.

He had seen your attire and had daringly glanced at you all evening, but he was unable to hold his stare for very long. Hence, nothing he experienced was gratifying. It wasn't enough to allow himself to see your ass's curvature or the point where your neck and jaw connected. He was now relieved that he was finally able to get the close look at you that he had been craving for all night.

"What were you two discussing?" Yuta jutted out his hips and displayed his stunning bulge for you as he uncrossed his arms and placed his palms on the marble top of the vanity behind him.

Acting with knowledge, I see.

"Well, sir, absolutely nothing actually. He was relating stories to me from his time in university. We were exchanging stories from college."

"Yeah? Did you discover after that the two of you have a lot in something in common?" He furrowed his brow.

You glanced briefly at his crotch before returning to his face. It was an uninvited glance. He saw where your eyes wandered, and even though you didn't mean to, it made him smile.

"No. Not really," you thought as you reciprocated his sly grin with your own and crossed your arms over your chest.

Over the months, you had grown to know him a little, and this small detail about him straight away made you feel at peace. He liked playing with you, teasing and building up your hunger for his heat.

"Why do you have a lot of questions about Johnny? Are you perhaps interested in him?" You crack a joke.

"No, I'm not," said Yuta, cocking his head and widening his grin. "Come, move closer."

You took the few sluggish steps necessary to narrow the distance between you two while biting your lip and uncrossing your arms. Your hips aligned with his as soon as you were within arm's reach of him.

"I'm just worried that I haven't been able to fuck you in what?" He then pulled you into him by your waist and said, "A span of three weeks?"

You chuckled softly and nodded, "Almost, 18 days to be exact."

Yuta smirked, "Counting the days without my cock are you?"

You placed your arms around his shoulders, saying, "Yes," with a big smile and a giggle. "I missed you so much, Mr. Nakamoto."

Yuta admired your lips briefly before returning her attention to your eyes, "Unfortunately, the house is crowded with visitors."

You frowned, "I'll be quiet, Sir. I promise."

"I bet you'd love for me to bend you over so I can fuck you right now in this bathroom, wouldn't you?" Yuta murmured in a low, raspy voice as he moved one of his hands up to your face and thumbed over your cheekbone.

You quickly separated your lips while nodding, "Yes, please, Sir. "

Yuta scolded, "So filthy. So fucking desperate. Do you need me that much, baby?" As you reached your tongue out to taste it, his thumb lightly touched your bottom lip.

You looked at his eyes with lust and a hint of greed. You needed his cock so bad. You wailed as you attempted to encircle his thumb with your lips, but he quickly withdrew his hand from your grasp. He was suddenly slipping between your legs and was pulling you such that you were pulled up onto the counter.

"When was the last time you had an orgasm?" he asks as his palms go underneath your dress and grab hold of your thighs.

Your words were breaths, "This morning."

"Really, how horrible was it? You don't seem to be content with anything. You used your fingers, right?"

"Yes, Sir. I used my clit sucker, too," you grinned and ran your fingers down his chest, "Pretended it was you between my legs."

Despite how cool he was behaving, you could see his dick hardening in his trousers and knew he was getting turned on.

"And you're still in such need? Does your little pussy require a lot of care or are you just pure filthy greedy for it?

"A little bit of both, Sir, " You let out a heavy breathe.

"I bet you're drenched as hell."

You gasped as you saw what he was about to find as his hands traveled upward toward your panties. Your wet underwear liner. Hardly that, seductive.

He stopped with a perplexed expression when his index finger touched the crotch of your pants. It felt unique not typical.

"Are you perhaps on your period, angel?" He said as he examined your underwear by pushing your legs apart and removing your dress.

When he ran his fingers down the edge of the cotton in your panty liner, he recognized what it was which earned you a light frustrated groan.

"No," you jerked your head. "It was only for keeping dry."

Yuta licked his lips and poked his middle finger beneath the crotch of your pants, and when he grasped what you meant, his eyebrows went up. Your underwear was dry, but the liner was sodden. As he kissed your lips, his fingers found your crease and softly played with it.

Both his fingers and the kiss were gentle and easy. He massaged your soaking pussy lips while you whimpered and ran your hands through his hair.

He kissed you briefly before removing his hands from your underwear and saying, "Like I said, our home is crowded with people."

"I bet your wet pussy would feel fantastic wrapped around my cock, right now," he kissed you soft lips once again. "I'm going to fuck my fist tonight thinking about how wet you got for me before I even touched you, princess."

"Please, Sir. Please." Angry, you yanked at his hands and begged, "I'll keep quiet, I promise. We can do it silently. I just —,"

You let your head down and closed your eyes tightly from too much need and frustration.

He raised you chin so that you could meet his equally lustful eyes, "Wow. Look at you. So frustrated and needy."

"I don’t know baby," you felt his hands on your thighs again. "I really don’t think it’s a good idea.”

He squeezed your thighs, his eyes growing darker and the bulge under his pants, pushing hard at his zipper.

“Please, fuck me, Mr. Nakamoto,"

"You’re the only one that can satisfy me,”

"I really need your cock,"

You were practically a mess by the time, begging so desperately for what you've been need the past eighteen days.

Yuta let out a laugh through his nose and shook his head, “Although that's a fact, I still think it's just too risky.”

Although he held your thighs firmly in place and used his pink tongue to moisten his lips as he peered down at your cleavage, his body language belied what he had just stated.

You were aware of the risk as well. However, you had another thought. You'd already politely asked him even added a please. He just wanted to continue acting as though he didn't care about you. He wanted you to beg for him.

And you did. Like a whore thirsty for cock, you desperately did.

"I want your cock, Mr. Nakamoto,"

"I don't think a toy will do for tonight,"

"I really fucking need your cock,"

He knew he had the upper hand, "You're gonna have to be patient little one."

You figured he'd hear you pleading with him once more. Of course, with a bargain in mind.

"Sir, I cannot wait now. It hurts," you pouted.

You brought his hand back to your front and held it in place, "Feel me, Mr. Nakamoto. Feel my aching clit hungry for your touch."

He shut his eyes and clinched his jaw as you stared. He was aware that you were playing with him to get what you want. After all, he was already wrapped around your tiny little fingers.

"Oh my sweet, sweet princess,"

"Would Johnny reject my request if I made it?" You asked with a raised brow as your last attempt of seducing him.

"You are such a fucking brat, princess," he shook his head, eyes glaring intensely at yours.

His comments sounded mean but they sounded so good to your ears. Accompanied with a smirk on his flushed face, he pulled your pants with its liner down your legs, tossing it onto the floor, and immediately undid his pants, pulling his cock out from the front of his briefs.

When you first saw his girthy, warm cock unconstrained, you couldn't help but groan. You moved to the edge and positioned your bare feet on the counter top so you were spread out and readily available for him to access as you reached down to touch him. Ready for him to ruin.

"Is this what you were hungry for?" Yuta already had lust in his eyes, His gaze was heavy as he eyed you and cupped his cock in his hand while holding his tip to your wet hole and asking,

"Mhmm," you hummed as you felt the tip of his pulsating cock.

"Wanted to be fucked by a married man in the guest bathroom?"

Fuck, his voice sounds so good.

"Wanted to get with my daughter and wife merely down there?"

So fucking good.

"Wanted me to fuck you with a house full of strangers wondering where I am?" Yuta's strong voice eventually broke through your tight muscle as he spoke lowly into your ear.

"Fuck, yes please, Sir." You desperately nodded, "I don't care if there's people downstairs. All I want is your cock."

"You better be true to your word, sweetheart." Yuta warned you. "Be quiet or else, I'll stop."

"Yes… yes," you mumbled as gently as you could and clung to his shoulders to keep yourself steady, as you gasped at the way his huge cock started to push past your soft and wet walls.

Yuta watched as his cock gently dipped inside your pussy and heaved a trembling breath mingled with a gasp. You were already so drenched in your own juice that Yuta could hear when he pulled back an inch before diving in even deeper.

"Fuck!"

"Can't help myself, Y/N. You're pussy is choking my cock so deliciously."

He started to push and cant his hips, sinking so far into your cunt that each time he came to the bottom, his balls hit you "My sweet girl is doing such an excellent job taking me in."

Yuta pushes in accompanied with either a soft groan or a whimper.

"Ugh, so tight sweetheart,"

Thrusts in.

"Fuck, yes,"

Pulls out.

"Ooh, more please,"

In.

"So good,"

Out.

You were relieved that the only sounds were gasps, pants, and the sound of a pussy being pounded.

Yuta leaned in so he could reach for your lips and fuck you slowly, trying his best to minimize the sound of skin sticking and slapping while you clung tightly to his shoulders.

Your limbs were starting to tire, and your head was spinning from too much pleasure. Your thighs were kept wide by Yuta's painful yet pleasurable grip.

"Fuck, Yuta," You gasped as he released one of your thighs and put his thumb to your clit exactly as you needed, "Right there, Mr. Nakamoto. Don't stop, please!"

This was one of the things you couldn't resist. He always understood your needs perfectly.

"Here?" He smirked as he started to lose rhythm while fucking into you. "Do I make you feel good, baby? Are you gonna come for me?"

"Oh fuck yes," you covered your mouth in an attempt to silence your moans. "So good, Mr. Nakamoto. You're cock fills so fucking good."

Your stomach started to burn and your thighs began trembling as Yuta's lips remained over your mouth and he kept rocking his hips in. You sobbed into his mouth and tightened your hold on his shoulders.

"Such desperate little whore you are," Yuta himself said in a tense, labored voice as he felt his balls contract. "Couldn't even wait for a couple more days,"

He always met his demise too quickly thanks to you. He felt like he was a horny teenager once again every time he was with you. There is no turning back when it comes to you. Your immaculate, tight and slick pussy, complete with bedroom eyes and full lips — he wanted it. He had a similar burning desire for you. He desperately need you.

“Desperate for you, Mr. Nakamoto," You panted and felt the hot decadence of your insides begin to unfurl as Yuta’s thumb expertly rubbed and circled your clit. "Want you so bad. I'll let you ruin me all day and all night."

He sensed you starting to close in on him and, anticipating your climax, "M'coming, Mr. Nakamoto. So fucking close, fuck!"

"Come for me, sweetheart," he covered your mouth with his. "Come all over my hard cock."

You saw stars and writhed onto his thumb as he continued to thrust into you with deep, powerful strokes while he kissed you hungrily. He was couldn't help himself back either at each twitch your cunt made and the slick noises of your pouring orgasm.

"Fuck, baby. I'm gonna come,"

"Come inside me, Sir," you caressed his hair as you came down your own high, "Give it all to me."

"Fuck," He rutted into you forcefully while panting into your mouth, shoving himself so deeply that his come could adequately coat every part of your body. "Oh, feels so good, Y/N."

He slowly drew away from you and then fucked himself back into you until he was balls-deep in you, all of his juices smothered your warm walls.

He pulled your legs up over his hips as he leaned in to kiss you, removing his thumb from your overstimulated clit and placing both hands on your thighs. His cock was still pulsing as he came down, and as he pressed his mouth against yours.

You laughed in his face, "Mr. Nakamoto, we were both desperate for release."

Knowing that he was in the same situation as you made you smile.

You finally dropped your legs as Yuta gently hissed at how sensitive he felt as he pushed himself away from the kiss. It wasn't the same, despite the fact that he had been torturing himself with thoughts of you every night. He desired your pussy to be content, just as you desired for his cock.

Not only his cock, either.

Him.

Mr. Nakamoto was essential.

It started to become an obsession. Your obsession.

Yuta brought his finger up to your lips after dragging it along the area where his come was starting to escape from you. He smiled at your greed as you quickly sucked his warm sperm from his fingers.

Your cheek was lovingly stroked by his knuckles as he said, "You are my sweet daughter, aren't you?"

You chuckled and gave him a sly smile, "You're just too hard to resist, Sir."

"What day off are you taking next?"

"Wednesday. Why?" You gave him an expectant smile.

"Stay free on that day." He handed you your underwear and casually stated, "I'm coming over," before pulling his pants back up.

"What if I already had plans that day?" You hopped down from the counter while grinning as your panties were being dragged up your legs.

He encircled you, palms flat on the vanity counter on either side of your hips lightly pinning you against the counter, "Cancel them."

Why would you refuse? You couldn't even though you should. You even loved to tease him a little, but you weren't going to anyhow. With him, you can never say no. It's the same way as he could never resist you.

"Okay. Fine. My scheduled has been moved, Sir. Considering how lost and hopeless you are without me."

Yuta shook his head and laughed through his nose, "Such a mouthy brat."

He gave you one final kiss before straightening himself up in the mirror and exiting the bathroom as if he hadn't just screwed his daughter's best friend while his spouse and other relatives were present.

You groaned and smiled as you turned to face the mirror. Such a mistake. But he was in such excellent spirits.

And even though he was married, you were well aware that he belonged to you.

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torrancesene · 6 months

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damirosse-a · 1 year

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oh we’re doing plot wishlists now ? 💌 don’t mind if i do. leave a like if any of these interest you and i’ll msg you !

f/f. give my female muses more girlfriends. that’s it that’s the plot.

if you like vampires i literally have four ( 4 ) vampire muses so hmu

i want a confident girl to fall for one of my quiet guys. like he’s so shy and gentle and he will worship the ground she walks on and she makes him want to get better. i can see thaddeo or malakai work here.

anything with greek mythology

anything with dark magic

corruption plots >:)

younger guys and older women. something cheesy like pool boy or something scandalous like best friend’s son....i don’t mind which muse i am here !!

historical threads... you gotta plot with giovanni. he’s been alive since the 1600s he can fit into any era. bridgerton plot ? yes. wartime plot ? yessss. give them all to me.

oh but anything jane austen i’m still weak...namely emma, sense & sensibility, pride & prejudice

i miss using dolly...she’s a succubus so if you want some sm*tty k*nky stuff she’s there. or a jennifer’s body plot against a needy inspired muse. or maybe your muse is an incubus/succubus too so they’re in competition and they can hatef*ck ehe

messy exes, the fights, the screaming, the knock on my door that i’ll always answer because we always come back to each other

shady drug deals with some dangerous clientele, before they know it our muses involved with an underground crime syndicate and we don’t know who to trust but we get paid well...or maybe one muse has eyes for the boss’s arm candy...hmmm....

young single mom raising the kid on her own, the dad left due to whatever reason, but she opens the door one day and there he is. maybe he’s in a bad spot and doesn’t know who else to turn to...and maybe he doesn’t know the kid is his....i’d ideally like to use macy for this plot

“i used to have a crush on you in high school but you turned me down for another girl but it’s ten years later and i match with you on a dating app and we find we have a lot of common interests now and you’re a lot nicer than i remember you and still hella cute”

anything with assassins or spies.....buddies, enemies who are forced to work on the same mission together, undercover and assigned to kill each other, etc.

two actors who can’t stand each other but are always cast as love interests

give me final girl / slasher horror plots !!

#wanted: plots.#indie rp #indie rp plots #plot bunny #// these are so basic dfgnlgdjngf.#// i saw other people doing this and thought hey let me give it a shot.

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2010sinternetweirdo · 3 years

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No one:

Me: *reading smut fics abt EJ & Slenderman

#EJ would definitely have multiple tongues and be a k/nky dom though #also the idea of fucking a demon sounds fun #slender is just my daddy kink & daddy issues #not actual dad I stg no sweet home Alabama

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slpnggirl · 7 years

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Really feel bad for ppl who are so racist and so intolerant towards anything "not American" that they would denounce legitimately good music just because the language isn't English.

#i actually played exø pirokalp/n and gl/m sp/nky during our road trip to kansas and my parents loved all of it #my dads a big fan of gl/m sp/nky now actually LMAO hed keep asking me to play it #but like idk stay miserable and keep your choices limited idc what u do #♠

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rockettransman · 5 years

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Rocketman Watch #4 Thoughts

i have so many MORE thoughts can you believe it wow here we go

(i wrote these as i watched it so they’re in order im p sure)

man, his intro monologue during group therapy is just as gripping as it was when I first watched it. And the transition to the bitch is back is so fuckin good. My palms are sweating.

There’s some commentary about forgiving and loving your inner/past child, but I don’t have the words for it at this moment. In the beginning he’s staring down, confused and scowling at his child self, but at the end, he embraces him in a way his father and loved ones never did.

Was he in therapy/rehab WHILE touring and doing music? Stomping into the room in his regalia would have me believe so. I know group therapy was a medium for storytelling. Was it just signaling the very beginning of his story, because we go through different stages through his actions and clothing changes?

Lmao I imagine it must take some pretty cool parents to allow their, like, six or seven year old child to be in this movie. He said bitch so many times.

Took me a hot second to realize the orchestra he’s conducting is playing Rocket Man. The violins are so pretty. Imagine being picked to be in the orchestra on set and getting smile up at the tiny little kid who played Elton. My heart would absolutely swell seeing a little kid being so fantastic at this really intense job.

Kit Connor did amazing in his role. He’s fifteen and he’s already done so much! Imagine growing up knowing you played Elton John as a kid. Getting to work alongside him and his husband and the dozens of incredible actors. Wowie. I’d never shut up about it.

I LOVE how 12 year old Elton is playing the piano SO HARD and is trying to rock out as hard as he can while playing classical music. The boy wanna ROCK dammit.

HE GLANCED UP THE TINIEST BIT WHEN THE MAN ASKED IF ANYONE HAD A FAG (slang for cigarette)

SATURDAY NIGHTS ALRIGHT GIVES ME CONSTANT CHILLS FROM THE START TO FINISH

WOOOW SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD ELTON IS CUTE AS HEEELLLL. The hair, glasses, and front tooth gap fit Taron so well. Goddamn I hope I look like 17 year old Elton some day.

The choreography for this number is absolutely breathtaking. You have to get that many people all in sync! We followed Elton running through the crowd and AAHHH it was a lot! The athleticism! And they did it in the rain! Wow I’m blow away.

Elton is JAMMIN in the back of the stage. It’s really sweet to see his smile and enthusiasm and his brain thinking and working.

That guy in the back peed a LOT lmao

I was wondering where thank you for all of your loving came in.

Charlie Rowe plays Ray Williams, and he also plays LEO ROTH from Red Band Society!!! The first time I watched the movie, I KNEW him from somewhere, but I couldn’t place it and it was driving me nuts. Man. RBS was a big crutch during the worst lows of my ED. Had no idea he was English.

Love to see how shy Elton was as a teenager. It’s a hot ass mood. Also, those silk scarves? Ascots? idk but they’re a LOOK.

“One frothy coffee, no froth.”

The acquaintances-to-best-friends montage set to Border Song *chefs kiss*

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Lmao Elton is NOT phased at all when he gets accused of being gay. He’s just like. “Nah. I’m like. Not.” Not overly defensive and surprised, like I’m sure other people would be lmaooo

STUMBLING HOME DRUNK WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A MILESTONE IN TEENAGEHOOD!!!!!!!

“You are a ssSSHHIIIITT HOT piano player—”

So delicate of Bernie the way he politely denied a kiss from him. It wasn’t weird or tense at all. Just a gentle “love you, but not that way. It’s okay” Some people may not be able to handle it that well even today.

Taron’s got nice thighs. That robe & underwear getup is a nice look.

Love love LOVE hearing him experiment with Your Song on the piano to find a melody that worked.

Honestly what the shit do these songs even mean. Bernie sometimes these words don’t make any sense. Don’t worry, they still slap. “See I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue” like what

AMOREENA IS A PERFECT SONG SEND TWEET

Doug flirting with Bernie makes me snort every time. “Oh, really? That’s.. cool.”

THE TROUBADOUR OUTFIT IS GOOD AS SHIT!!!!!!!!

“NO, BERNIE. YOU ARE UNDERREACTING.”

Taron was right. The overalls do make his ass look massive.

A week ago before this movie I was sick and fuckin TIRED of crocodile rock but now I can’t get enough of it. The movie transformed a lot of old songs I was sick of for me.

Imagine being a kind of shy, nervous kid, terrified to go on stage, but two and a half minutes later the entire venue is LOSING IT because they love the jam YOU WROTE. how cool for Elton.

I want a best friend platonic cheek kiss :(

Hmmmmm I’m wondering if they used the studio recordings that went on the album for the movie or have different movie-specific recordings. Tiny Dancer sounds a teeny bit different in the movie version.

Goddamn I sure hope Taron got to keep that jacket.

“So you liked the song, then?” “Not as much as the singer” *Elton glances away in gay panic*

LMFAO John said some weird colorful words to Elton that barely made sense and he was like OH FUCK GOTTA KISS HIM GOTTA KISS HIM

I’ve talked so much about the sex scene I don’t need to go on about it here. Go search the rocketman tag on my blog for my extensive gay thoughts about it.

Now I know glasses come OFF during sex

oh oh oh I was wondering where Hercules fell in the movie. I love how the songs he’s writing or getting notoriety for is played over the transition scenes.

Elton’s hand on his hip, knowing smirk as John enters the studio. “Hello.”

Bernie is like “HELLO are we RECORDING or are y’all gonna FUCK in the CLOSET?”

*vibrating* Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat

Damn, the flowy white button down with the red pants really is a LOOK

The gestures, staring up at each other, leaning into each other, hands on each other’s chests, damn it makes me feel some typa way. Maybe their love WAS good and fun and exciting while they rode the high of everything before it all went so so bad.

Elton searching John’s gaze while he’s talking and looking like he’s not really paying attention, just looking for a kiss on the couch.. GOD I remember the honeymoon phase of my relationships. So much fun.

His dad going “N-Not really my thing.” That was a metaphor for his SEXUALITY TOO, huh.

Damn. He went to his dad’s to come out to him and he never even got to get to that part. He was just like “....nice shoes....” and even after all this time, didn’t show any interest in his music. If he never was into what he did, how could he even talk about being gay? I’m sure during that scene there were a lot of metaphors to sexuality but I didn’t bother to think much about them.

The eyebrow quirk after his dad says “ah—no. Could you make it out to Arthur?” DAMN Elton was like .. “really. This is what’s happening? Okay. Awesome.”

“What do you have to do to get a fucking drink around here, eh?” *cuts to Elton drinking straight from a bottle*

“Elton—” “Elton!”

John saying “don’t you ever put your hands on me” when he was the one who yanked him from the phone booth AND directly after punching him... woof man. What a shitty dude.

Damn, just noticed John talking very quietly and closely to another man right before he goes on and plays Pinball Wizard. Was this the first sign of him having fun with other men when Elton was indisposed?

Pinball Wizard is absolutely intense and loud and fun, but it DOES carry the tone of “god im SO miserable” under it all. You knew Elton wasn’t having fun.

“It is next week.” Jeezus.

LMAO I just caught the “mom, you’re ON my GOWN” when he reluctantly complies to give the Anderson’s a tour.

Damn, flowy, loose dress shirts with the first few buttons undone is a LOOOOK.

How did they do the overdose scene, you think? Surely the pills Taron took had to be like. Empty. Or placebo affect drugs? Idk. He did take a big drink directly after stuffing his mouth with them. I don’t think he spit them out.

God, there is SOMETHING symbolic about how he meets his child self at the bottom of the pool. Rock bottom? Apologizing? Wishing he could be better? Telling him he’ll never be better?

OH I watched a behind the scenes cut about the pool scene, and none of it was CGI. Taron was weighted under his robe and a SCUBA diver was on standby to provide oxygen. The singing and bubbles coming out of his mouth and stuff underwater was all real.

Dying to know about the choreography around the second chorus, about the undressing and twirling and dressing and injection and handing off of the bat and stuff. That sequence was incredible.

Bennie and the Jets. Damn. It fucks. I listened to it almost the entire time on my run today. (Five miles; I felt like garbage the entire time but it was good anyway.) The scene is wild. He’s in the middle of a drug induced haze orgy. He SHOULD be having the time of his life but he’s so goddamn miserable. (Also, the juxtaposition between Chris Fleming’s Bennie and the Jets is so funny.)

Part of the problem was that John never understood Elton. But, Elton broke it off with John, not the other way around like he said it was. He wasn’t the victim in that regard. John did treat him like shit though.

Victim of Love plays right after that lmao

Renate and he aren’t even close when they do the duet to don’t let the sun go down on me. They’re separated in different rooms, mirroring literally how closed off their relationship was.

The shot with them waking up in different rooms.. damn

His shirt is so LOUD I’m going crazy

Watching Taron down that orange juice made me a little nauseous I gotta say

“Not really I’m gAy”

It’s CRAZY to watch Elton and his mom interact at the dinner scene. He gets accosted and accused of so much by his mom, claiming SHE’S the victim of his actions, making it all about HER and then he turns around and does and says the exact same shit to Bernie.

He yells “Oh, don’t be so dramatic!” at Bernie as he gets into a taxi. THE PROJECTION!! THE DEFLECTION!!!!

I know there’s only so much they can put in two hours, but I wish they showed more of Elton’s eating issues. He had bulimia for sixteen years before he got help. It’s Absolutely the Man With Anorexia in me, but seeing that even men deal with eating disorders quells the lonely aching something in me. I feel that much less alone, you know. Eating disorders aren’t a “woman’s disease.”

How do you think they did his hair? A wig adds more hair, not take it away. He didn’t get his hair cut for it did he?

Seeing Elton’s first love fall apart because John was such a selfish, heartless prick in reality makes me sad.

Elton hugs his inner child when he reconciled with everyone in his past. Goddamn. He found peace and forgiveness for himself, who he was, even after all that time.

When Elton asks him not to go, Bernie refuses, saying this is something he had to do on his own. Healing comes from within alone. No one can help you do it. People can guide you, but you have to work at it. It’s fucking lonely sometimes, but it’s so, so worth it.

I used to loathe I’m Still Standing since i heard it so much at work, but the movie changed my entire perspective on it. I love the slow build up as he exits the rehab center. You don’t get thrown into something so happy and fast paced and fun after a cathartic climax you need to drink in. And the pan to his hat with the rainbow stripe to his smile. I get chills every time. Elton feels so right and secure and happy in himself. At first I thought it was a bit cheesy, but accepting your sexuality, especially after all the hell he went through during his life, grappling with unresolved trauma and fear of abandonment, he absolutely should wear it loud and proud. It’s easy to think times are much easier now being gay, and it shouldn’t be such a big deal. Relative to 1975, it is easier. But it doesn’t mean it’s not such a rough personal thing to work through if you’ve been spit on and resented all your life. Being gay, coming out, and accepting and being comfortable with that fact must’ve been such a HUGE milestone in Elton’s recovery and self-esteem.

Love me again after I’m still standing is perfect. The credits make me tear up every time. Jeez. What a good movie. What a good movie. Hit me up if you wanna talk about Rocketman because I absolutely will with you.

#like if you read pls #noah.txt #rocketman #elton john #rocket man #bernie taupin #richard madden #john reid

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wannabeweaponsdealer · 4 years

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More on my ex:

It started off well but it started to turn dark, especially after we broke up and got back together. Before the break there wasn’t much physical stuff mostly emotional, he would call me stuff like r**tard, and would say I’m not smart and teachers are giving me pity grades and I was bad at things I liked, as well as saying he didn’t like my friends. He would occasionally like hit me but told me it didn’t hurt and would call me things like f*cking b*tch but told me it was okay and I didn’t understand because I was autistic, he was only kinda manipulative and kind of just made me feel alone. But then after we broke up, he messaged me in the middle of GCSEs to do so, he messaged me 2 weeks later apparently drunk begging for me to forgive him, I accepted, he told me if I hadn’t he would have jumped out his window and he was struggling with alcohol (this is doubtful) and blamed his behaviour on that, I opened up about my s**f ha*m and attempts since he told me I needed to be more emotionally open to him as that was part of the reason he broke up with me. He then blamed all his bad behaviour for the next month or two on apparent alcohol misuse. His manipulation got worse and worse and he just expected things like sex, and for me to make him food and do what he said. He called me a detriment to society and useless, he ignored me in panic attacks he caused and triggered one of my really bad phobias causing my anxiety to kick in and scratch myself without realising as part of a reflex, and when he saw he just laughed and didn’t say anything. At least before when we were arguing he would hold my hands so I wouldn’t but now he was purposefully triggering my anxiety for his own amusement. He would constantly tear down my confidence, it got to the point where it made his friends uncomfortable and the asked him to stop and he said “why it’s funny” he got angry when I wouldn’t tell him my insecurities saying I wasn’t being emotionally open but when I did he would just use it against me. And then there’s the issue of consent. Now to be said I am k*nky, but that doesn’t mean consent. My ex didn’t think this, sex was all about him and he wanted it so he got it. And there was the time when we were in the middle of it and he decided to, without asking or warning, to do a*al, without lube and it was painful, he revealed he’d been planning it as a “punishment”. And after he demanded sex and one time made me do a*al when he was drunk and I was on my period. Towards the last 5 months my libido had gone but if I said no he would ignore me or get angry or just question me until I agreed. He expected bjs if I was on my period, one time I wouldn’t let him lean on me as the day before he went on a rant saying he didn’t care about me and only wanted to sex to upset me for his amusement. I said no so he shoved me into the wall and radiator by my sofa to try and touch my face which I don’t like as it triggers my aut senses and in the process trapped a nerve badly in my neck, I had to perform a musical in 2 days. Didn’t mean he was more considerate, there was a school party a day after I couldn’t go to due to a dress rehearsal, I asked him not to get too drunk, he turned up on my doorstep barely able to walk and passed out in my hallway, he was at mine since he claimed he couldn’t get home but then it turns out his dad dropped him off. That wasn’t the only time he got violent, another time we were lying in my bed for no reason he started violently kicking me and kicked me off my bed, and when I tried to get back on he just kicked me and whenever I got within range he would, laughing the whole time whilst I started crying out of confusion. He made me cry on my birthday, after he left my meal early, since apparently my tone of voice sounded slightly annoyed when I greeted him at my door, I’m literally autistic. There’s other stuff but I’m getting tired of writing, oh and he used to threaten me with knives bc he found it funny. Now I’m left with even worse trust issues

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cwesterfield1510-blog · 6 years

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April is my favorite month. Do you want to know why? I was born on April 19th which is TODAY! I am so excited to spend my birthday with my family, especially my dad! For the past six months, my dad has been in Pittsburgh for a job that he is doing. It’s a very high paying job and they specifically requested him to do it, so he couldn’t turn it down. On the other hand, that has made life very difficult for my mom at home, she works night shift in the ER and is taking care of my two little sisters and our two puppies!

Tonight is the opening of my dads job in Pittsburgh so we are driving there to see him, and after the ceremony he gets to come home for good! Words cannot express how excited I am to be able to spend my birthday weekend with my family! I have a very large family spreading all throughout Cincinnati and NKY. On Saturday, we are all meeting up and celebrating my birthday! I have always been a huge family person. I love being around my family and spending time with them, so I am very much looking forward to this weekend with all of them!

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delightfultrashlady · 7 years

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My Last Letter To Everyone

To my dearest friends/family,

It has been a great pleasure to be alive for this long until this day. I love each and every one of y’all. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t leave for all of you to cry over me. Be happy for me, I’m finally free from all these miseries. First of all, I’m sorry. It might feel like a mistake to you all because I took my own life. You are right that I have no right because this life was given by God and my mom so I do indeed have no rights in taking it away on my own accord.

But to me, I feel like a burden to myself all these while. I’m a disappointment to my parents. I’ve never really made them proud. The only time I felt like I did was when I won this food making contest back in primary school. I’ve always been a rebellious kid since young. I stole, I talk-back, I hung out till late even when I’m not supposed to. I’ve been nothing but a troublesome kid. Though as I grew older I became better. Wiser. But I guess it’s not that smart and wise to take my own life huh? But mummy, papa, Shirley, season, aunty Rina, I love each and one of you so so so much. Though I’m utterly bad at expressing my feelings towards you all. Especially mom & dad.

To Mom & Dad, I love you all. And I'm sorry this had to happen. I know you guys love me so much too and yet in return I do this. I’ll pay you back in the next life with all the good that you deserve.

To Shirley, you don’t have depression. You’re a very smart girl with so much in front of you. It’s okay if you don’t the $500 bursary from your school every year. I can see how much effort and hard work you put into your studies and that's more than enough, so don’t stress it. I love you. Hope you’ll continue singing and dancing even when I won’t be around to entertain you. You dance like a clown sometimes and honestly it makes me happy.

To Season, hey there weirdo. We fight most of the time because you’re the most spoilt and most annoying one in the whole household. We can fight over anything and it’s hilarious because I’m 10 years older than you are and yet I’m fighting over stuff with you. We fight over mobile legends because I'm not sure who is not helping who. Don’t stop playing mobile legends just because I’m gone. You haven’t beat my rank (Epic) yet. I love you so much too. Though you’re the most rebellious one, you’re also one of the kindest. Shirley don’t be jealous, you’re kind too. I still remember that night I came home drunk and could hardly walk to the toilet to remove my makeup, you took care of me. I was so touched that night.

To Aunty Rina, hello aunty!! My most favorite aunty in the whole wide world. You’ve been serving our home for about 10 years or so now. Time passes by so fast it’s crazy. I want to thank you for everything. I still remember that night when I broke up with my ex, the first person I could run to was you. You just sat there and listened, no words just patting on my back and said “it's okay darling” and waited for me to fall asleep because I couldn’t. But as a young kid in the past, I’ve been a little brat to you. We do fight sometimes over season because she was too much of a brat, but we will eventually make up and be fine again. I love you so much aunty, you watched me grew up and it’s a petty it has to stop.

To Nicole a.k.a bao, you’ve been a blessing in my life. We are always there for each other under any kind of circumstances. But this might have to come to an end. I’ll always be there for you too, just not physically. But mentally. I’m sorry. I love you with all my life. You always told me that I'm a sampat, always making people laugh. I guess from now on you will have to make yourself laugh. You still have those retarded videos of me you could watch all day. Live on strong. Don’t let anyone bully you because I can’t be your mamasan anymore. Don’t get too drunk sometimes. It's extremely dangerous, judging by the last time I saw you being drunk. ilysm.

To Joey Pang, we haven’t been talking for a while now. I don’t know whats wrong. I was upset with you, not gonna lie. We’ve been friends for so long it’s incredible. But we have too many misunderstandings. It’s a pity we won’t get to solve them all now. I didn’t get to text you regarding this matter of not talking for so long because I felt like I did too much. I had my ego up high because I was unwilling to come down and confront you and make things better and clearer for us. I’m sorry. Nonetheless, I love you even when I don’t show it anymore. Don’t forget me. Be happy, always.

To Ng Kaye, I remember you hate it when people call you Kaye Ng back in secondary school. You’ve been that 大姐大 in my life whenever I'm around you. I know that you’re not always happy even when you act like you are. Always laughing at nothing and using that snow app to take selfies and getting judged by your neighbour when they accidentally walk pass. hahaha. We hardly met after secondary school. But when we do, it's under weird circumstances. I miss going to IKEA with you and going to the best lighting spot for the best lighting selfie and of course not forgetting their meatballs. Continue being happy. Don’t blame me for leaving 2nd, I’m gonna keep peiling company in case she feels lonely. I will tell her to smoke lesser because you burnt so many packs of cigarettes for her SUCH A BAD INFLUENCE. I lowkey love you nky. Till next time love.

To Gwendoline Chia, Hello darling! We were pretty damn close in Secondary School!! Cause we’ve been friends since Primary School right! I just want to tell you that you’re doing amazing, keep it up. Live your life to the fullest. love you dearest.

To the rest of the people whom I didn’t have much to mention, I love every single one of you regardless. I hope that you will continue to remember me as the “oh the super happy and loud girl” or something along that line. Till next time, goodbye. Be happy for me. xoxo. 28/09/2017

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1-100 💗💚💙💜✨

1. What is you middle name?We don't speak of that  2. How old are you?21 in 14 days 😈 3. When is your birthday?July 27th 😛 4. What is your zodiac sign?Leo 5. What is your favorite color?Purple  6. What’s your lucky number?666 7. Do you have any pets?Yes my pupper chihiro is a little angel😍 8. Where are you from?NKY but I live in Ohio now  9. How tall are you?5'3 10. What shoe size are you?9.5  11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?Like 3, Shawn owns more than me 😂 12. What was your last dream about?I don't have dreams lmao 13. What talents do you have?I can eat a whole box of macaroni in a sitting  14. Are you psychic in any way?nah  15. Favorite song?Hamilton soundtrack  16. Favorite movie?STUDIO GHIBLI STILL  17. Who would be your ideal partner?S H A W N 💗 18. Do you want children?Yessss  19. Do you want a church wedding?Ew no im not religious  20. Are you religious?LOL READ ABOVE  21. Have you ever been to the hospital?Yeah I got stitches one and another time I went bc I broke my friends arm and she made me go with her  22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?Oh yeah I'm a bad noodle >:o  23. Have you ever met any celebrities?I met Austin Carlile once he follows me on twitter :-)  24. Baths or showers?Baths bitch I love bath bombs  25. What color socks are you wearing?Pink ✨ 26. Have you ever been famous?Ummm no  27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?Nah  28. What type of music do you like?It's jumps from Hamilton to Melanie to neck deep  29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?yes Shawn and I went skinny dipping in his moms pool once when we were in Texas  30. How many pillows do you sleep with?none bc Shawn steals them all  31. What position do you usually sleep in?with my body wrapped around Shawn  32. How big is your house?I live in an apartment and it's big enough  33. What do you typically have for breakfast?French toast  34. Have you ever fired a gun?Yes 35. Have you ever tried archery?Yup 36. Favorite clean word?Hypothalamus  37. Favorite swear word?Fuck 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?Boy I sleep 12 hours a day minimum  39. Do you have any scars?Yes when I got stitches  40. Have you ever had a secret admirer????? Idk  41. Are you a good liar?Yes  42. Are you a good judge of character?I guess? 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?Oh lord no  44. Do you have a strong accent?People say I talk a little southern but I really don't I just say ya'll a lot  45. What is your favorite accent?Australian tho 46. What is your personality type?Shawn's 💕 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?A shirt a bought for 30 dollars from ripndip and my dog chewed it up :-(  48. Can you curl your tongue?Yet 49. Are you an innie or an outie?Innie, apparently my belly button is huge 😂😂😂😂😂 50. Left or right handed? Right 51. Are you scared of spiders?Nothing scares me 😤 52. Favorite food?Shush  53. Favorite foreign food?Curry  54. Are you a clean or messy person?I am both just depends on the day  55. Most used phrased?"FUCKING DICK MAN"  56. Most used word?Fuck  57. How long does it take for you to get ready?Not long, even when I do my makeup probably an hour  58. Do you have much of an ego?I'm perfect so I guess so LOL 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?Lollipops are gross  60. Do you talk to yourself?Yeah 61. Do you sing to yourself?Yeah 62. Are you a good singer?Oh yeah ask Shawn  63. Biggest Fear?Nothing boy 😤 64. Are you a gossip?Yessss  65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?I don't watch dramas  66. Do you like long or short hair?Short on me, long on Shawn  67. Can you name all 50 states of America?Nah when most people learn about that i was learning about god which doesn't help me now  68. Favorite school subject?Anatomy/sciences  69. Extrovert or Introvert?Both but at different times 70. Have you ever been scuba diving?Nope  71. What makes you nervous?My anxiety  72. Are you scared of the dark?No it has to be pitch black when I sleep  73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?Uh yeah? Can't be having them fucking up all the time  74. Are you ticklish?Sadly yes  75. Have you ever started a rumor?Probably  76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?I'm a manager right now so yes  77. Have you ever drank underage?Yes  78. Have you ever done drugs?Yes  79. Who was your first real crush?Shawn 💜 80. How many piercings do you have? 2! 81. Can you roll your Rs?Nopeee 82. How fast can you type?Pretty fast  83. How fast can you run?Pretty fast  84. What color is your hair?Blue right now but itll be purple tonight  85. What color is your eyes?Hazel  86. What are you allergic to?Nothing my immune system is amazing  87. Do you keep a journal?Nope  88. What do your parents do?My dad is a nurse  89. Do you like your age?Yes it's a nice age  90. What makes you angry?Nothing I can think of  91. Do you like your own name?Kinda, I mean it's a basic white girl name but not many people have it  92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?Ew no, I don't want a child until I'm at least 30  93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?Idfkkkk 94. What are you strengths?Uhhhhh idk 95. What are your weaknesses?Food man  96. How did you get your name?My parents picked it idk  97. Were your ancestors royalty?I like to think I'm from a goddess bloodline  98. Do you have any scars?Wasn't this already asked  99. Color of your bedspread?Blue  100. Color of your room?White bc they won't let us paint it Oh boy that was a lot damn but thank you for asking 💙

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