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She's a Maneater {HOTD} pt.1
Rhaenyra Targaryen
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Rhaena and Baela Targaryen
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Laena Velaryon
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Rhaenys Velaryon
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Visenya Targaryen (The conquering queen)
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cc1010fox · 9 months
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Fox: His name is...Foxeater? Thorn: ...Yes. Fox: Huh...Tell him to get his shiny shebs in here to earn his name then. Thorn: Fox, it has nothing to do with violence. Fox: It's a violent kriffing name, Thorn. Thorn: He's young, he's shiny, he doesn't have a scar on his body-- Fox: Oh...Oh...Tell him to get his shiny shebs in here to earn his name then~.
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dingbatnix · 8 months
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Can we have some headcanons for the maneater au?
Hmmm headcanons headcanons....
Lemme just info dump instead I guess xD
There are three main species in the world: humans, hybrids, and mages. (Giants also, but they're almost extinct) Humans are the majority, and are awfully cruel to mages and hybrids
George is a powerful mage, and his preferred sect of magic is for fungi/mushroom magic. He can use other types of magic, which is something not a lot of other mages can do
Sapnap is a half (a quarter blaze, technically) blaze hybrid, half mage. He has some pretty good pyrokineses.
Tommy's an avian, a spotted nutcracker, to be specific, which is a relative of the corvide family. Phil's his dad, the goddess of death is his mom, Techno (adopted, piglin hybrid) and Wil (avian) are his older brothers. Sally is technically his sister in law, but he calls her Aunt, and Fundy is his nephew.
Hmmmmm let's see. Quackity is an avian but he can't fly, poor dude, but he helps Tommy out when the teen's wings come in.
Dream isn't really the villain in this. That title goes to the Humans (lol). He is really terrifying to most of the littler folk, cause he's a literal man-eating giant, but other than that he's fairly nice. At least, to the people he likes.
Dream has to eat (primarily humans, cause George and Sapnap, who know he eats people and often help him 'catch' humans (nobody else except Punz knows, and they all prefer to keep it a secret) don't like to kill their own kind) the smaller three species of this world at least once a month, or he'll lose his mind and go on an instinct-driven killing/eating spree. Think of it like taking meds for like anger issues or impulse control, but ramped up to ten-thousand.
I think that's all I'll put down for now. I have an extensive timeline I'm currently working on (and several finished and almost finished!! events written already) but I really would like a proofreader to help me with the timeline, to make sure everything is all straight. I'm waiting till I get the timeline out before I post any of the finished stories, btw. If y'all have any other questions, just let me know!!
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@brick-a-doodle-do @i-am-beckyu @da3dm @kayla-crazy-stuffs @local-squishmallow @skullsnbruises @munchkin1156
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motherfuckingmaneater · 5 months
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How comfortable around the dark Lord is Bellatrix?
She’s lounging, looking like a tigress at ease in her den, sated on her latest kill, grey eyes fixed on her next. Only, he has never been prey. On the contrary this tigress submits to one persons will only. The outfit she has on is dangerously provocative, a long-line emerald green night gown cuffed with black Chimaera fur at its neck, wrists and hem which falls lazily around her slender, naked calves. It’s by his will that she’s where she is but he’s not paying her near enough attention to what she’d like. Still, Bellatrix can cope if only to be in his presence. 
“It’s handsome my Lord,” she says in her usual low purr, propping her chin on her palm, elbow resting on the bed as she relaxes on her side, long inky hair tumbling down her shoulders and back and onto the silk sheets beneath her, “but the emerald green suited you better.”
His brows are furrowed a touch as he scrutinises himself in the mirror. This new tailor is good enough, he is expensive and Lord Voldemort deserves nothing less than the best. He tailors for the Blacks exclusively, a French wizard with so much pomp and arrogance he’s surprised he’s not one of the Blacks himself if it weren’t for his blonde hair dyed cobalt blue, twisted moustache and raucous style. 
“Which?” He says as he turns back to her and the foot of the bed where multiple handsome cloaks are laid out. She rests a long finger on the top of the draping emerald green adorned with exquisitely crafted silver stitching forming the shapes of snakes enchanted to twine in rhythmic movement beside one another.
They’re sublime — but they’re too much for him. The Blacks are drawn to exuberance, fine stitching imbued with dark magic and protective enchantments which suit their distinct style of magic — stars, endless and ethereal. Lord Voldemort has created his own brand of dark magic and so none of these feel in tune of that. Bellatrix perhaps is the only one of the Blacks who feels familiar to him, whose magic is welcome. 
She yawns, a tigress ready to prowl, dragging long perfectly manicured claws through her hair, raking back tresses.
“Am I boring you, Madame Lestrange?” He asks without looking up at her and rather scrutinising the cloaks between them. 
“On the contrary my Lord, I'm merely impatient for you to take it all off again.” She quips back equally as dryly, though she smiles a little as she watches the corners of his mouth twitch up for a moment, suppressing his own amusement at her cuttingly flirtatious remark. She continues, pointing out with a raised brow, “but you have had me up since dawn.” He glances at the clock and hums quietly. It’s close to midnight. He makes a single movement of his hand and the cloaks are drawn from the end of the bed and suspended in the air, the lights of the room dimming until only four braziers remain lit, “get in bed.” She’s up in an instant not yet smug, not yet overly excited. She leans towards him from the end of the bed, palms pressing to the mattress on her hands and knees. He can feel lust radiate from her and it burns down his spine, her magic pulls him, forces him to turn back to her. As he paces closer quietly she looks between the cloaks suspended around him, gesturing to the emerald once more, “it really is the nicest.” “I’ll take your word for it.” He says quietly, fingers coming to her hair as heavily lidded dark grey eyes turn their gaze up to his scarred face. All cloaks save for the emerald are banished without so much as a gesture and she leans just a little into him, encouraging his grip to tighten in her tresses. She smells like dark magic; a sublime concoction of star dust, peony, venom and pine. He is intoxicated. He studies her face for a moment, she is a beauty; strong jaw, full lips, dark eyes, darker hair. Her hair is soft beneath his calloused, long fingers. He does not kiss her despite that he knows she wants him to, despite that he wants to. He clicks his tongue, “no need for more patience, hm?”
The cloak pools at his feet and buttons of his shirt come undone with magic as he releases her. She drinks him in even as he turns, tracing the scars across his body with memory in the dimness and shadows of the room. He can feel her glittering grey gaze, a combination of worshipful veneration and starving lustfulness dripping from her. The exuberance of cloaks is exchanged for a sleeping shirt he tosses to the bed. Bellatrix has settled — for now — eyes still hungry. 
“This one is your favourite, is it not?” He asks as he watches her. She touches the soft fabric beneath her fingers and pulls it closer. Bellatrix grins as she plucks it from him and nods. He watches with vague amusement, but amusement soon turns to surprise as she sheds what she’s wearing. He takes time to admire her, slender toned limbs and gentle curves, her gown pooled atop the thick duvet to guard from the cold winter nights. She pulls on his shirt and he almost scoffs, “I didn’t say you could wear that.”
She throws him a wicked grin over her shoulder, one which he catches in the candlelight and moonlight and which urges him closer as she climbs under the duvet - one which he can not help but be summoned by. His hands are reaching out for her and he follows as she draws back towards the pillows, “then come and take it off me, my Lord.” 
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cxpperhead · 6 months
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Copperhead doesn't look like he has ears but he does. They're the tiniest little things shielded beneath his hood.
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im-still-a-robot · 3 months
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How is anyone in this house functional.
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quichecat · 2 months
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Tee hee hee
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depressedtheatrekiddo · 5 months
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You know sometimes a video of an enby person appears in my fy and it's sometimes like that thing people do so their chest is flat like when you don't have a binder and wear a baggy t-shirt and keep arranging because your sports bra is good but not that good?
So
I showed my subconscious (the raccoon man, aka Eddie Munson)
And he said (I swear I heard him say it)
"You don't need to do that you have a shit vertebral column and shit posture"
And man
That's true
But
😭😭
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blcssom · 7 months
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@splintcred liked this post for a starter !! ft. ines morreno ( she/her ) - bottle girl ( succubus )
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perhaps she should be a little more concerned, but as the body of her latest victim slumps down to the floor of the bathroom stall they've caught her in, she's lackadaisical in the way she wipes blood from her lips with the back of her hand. "..... well, you weren't really supposed to see that, but now that you have i should probably explain..."
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guardsbian · 1 year
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I'm a big lesbian who loves my OCs so recently I've been thinking about. Lovelight and Maneater when they were dating
especially because dating is unusual for BOTH of them. Lovelight generally doesn't stick anywhere long enough to actually "date" someone and has really only recently considered what. being in a relationship (/multiple, she knows she could only ever be polyam) means for her. and as said before Maneater's so paranoid and terrible that the chances of her trusting someone enough to be in a relationship are uhh. slim to say the least
anyways. yeah. I think before it went downhill it's not like the cracks wouldn't have shown, obviously having to just look past Maneater being a terrible person in the first place but I think she's also just very. like okay I literally think the appeal for Lovelight was the "terrible taste" part of her that made her think a big pent-up jock who will dote on you for the wrong reasons and tell you exactly what you want to hear was like. hot.
I mean. maybe. it's definitely not sustainable. anyways I do just find it interesting to think about just for the sake of what "vulnerability" looks like in a character who is a notable closed-off liar. and the answer is it looks bad. this is why we call her "no bitches" Maneater. she sucks
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turkey-korvid · 2 years
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Hall n Oates just sound like a cereal brand
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She's a Maneater {Medici} Pt1?
Contessina de Bardi
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Bianca de Medici
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Lucrezia Tornabuoni
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Clarice Orsini
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sugasiren · 9 months
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🧜🏾‍♀️ SIRENE (1009): Top 3 Sex Symbols! 💋
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SIREN: A seductively beautiful or charming woman, especially one who beguiles men; A woman who is a very attractive but dangerous temptress. 🔥🔥
The Sirene (1009) asteroid is one of my absolute favorites to explore. 🧜🏾‍♀️ And I have many! Its placement in a woman's chart tells us about her brand of Dark Femininity. How she seduces and influences. How she harnesses her power and the TYPES of men who are helplessly drawn to her. 💋 Every Sign has incredible qualities! I'm simply sharing my Top 3 Sirens based on the research I've done. So enjoy and share your Siren below!
**FYI - Men with these placements are also very sexy and captivating in their own way. 💯 So I will include some famous examples for them as well.
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Siren in Scorpio 🔥
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Famous Women:
Sophia Loren (pictured above)
Sade (pictured above)
Lisa Bonet (pictured above)
Lana Del Rey (pictured above)
Dita Von Teese (pictured above)
Beyonce
SZA
Traci Lords
Monica Bellucci
Mae West
Grace Kelly
Bridget Bardot
Christina Aguilera
Angelica Houston
Zeudi Araya
Liv Tyler
Siren in Scorpio MEN:
The Rock
Brad Pitt
Paul Newman
Ryan Gosling
Carlos Santana
Idris Elba
Bruno Mars
Fabio
JFK
SCORPIO SIRENS lure you in with their hypnotic eyes that are as deep as the Blue Sea. 🧜🏾‍♀️ Their powerful aura will quickly swallow you whole and you will enjoy every moment of it. 💋 They effortlessly captivate and are explosive Lovers! They love to keep you guessing. As they know, you'll be addicted to the mystery of it all and keep coming back for more. And they're right! Just like Monica Bellucci and Lana Del Rey - these women can casually sit somewhere, smoking a cigarette, and *everyone* around them is watching in total ENVY of that damn cigarette. 🔥 Others like Lisa Bonet and Sade are gentle and ethereal but they will *still* snatch your SOUL. The Male Sirens are charismatic heartthrobs who make panties drop everywhere they roam. Women submit to them with glee. They want their 'Notebook' moment with Ryan Gosling, okay! And for The Rock to lay the smackdown (and pipe) on their kitty. 😺 And nothing less.
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Siren in Capricorn 👑
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Famous Women:
Brooke Shields (pictured above)
Megan Thee Stallion (pictured above)
January Jones (pictured above)
Stevie Nicks (pictured above)
Amal Clooney (pictured above)
Megan Fox (pictured above)
Teyana Taylor
Doja Cat
Mamie Van Doren
Ava Gardener
Mariah Carey
Shania Twain
Tyra Banks
Karrine Steffans
Amber Heard
Ellie Goulding
Eartha Kitt
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Siren in Capricorn MEN:
James Dean
Robert Plant
Robert Pattinson
Matthew McConaughey
William Holden
Prince William
Kobe Bryant
Suge Knight
Andrew Tate
AJ McLean
Gerard Butler
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CAPRICORN SIRENS lure you in with their deeply earthy, erotic energy. They are smoldering volcanoes underneath their cool IDGAF exterior and this enticing contrast drives people wild! 🔥 They have monstrous sex drives yet are very grounded in their personal power and selective about who they entertain, so others seek their approval. The Female Sirens often attract highly influential and/or dominant men who crave her submission and loyalty. Their desire to control her can truly consume them! 💯 They see her as the Ultimate Challenge and want her AT ALL COSTS. Their results vary depending upon what *she* actually wants. For instance, Amal Clooney. She was able to capture the heart of life-long bachelor George Clooney with impeccable ease. 🩷 He looks at her with stars in his eyes! They have the ideal marriage. Mariah Carey ultimately made Tommy Matola (the Record Executive who signed her to his label) wait until they were married before being intimate with him. She had such an effect on her ex-husband after **opening her luscious Pearly Gates** 🙌 that he put cameras up around the house to watch her every move. He was utterly obsessed with her! Amber Heard is an example of Capricorn Siren in full Destruction Mode. And Karrine "Superhead" Steffans in literal Maneater Mode slurping her way to THE TOP. The Male Sirens simply have Big Dick Energy - period. They are Doms, Bosses and Kings. 👑 Women yearn for them to (symbolically) suck their blood and their p***y like Robert Pattinson in 'Twilight' with carnivorous passion. 🔥 They want to surrender doggystyle to a man like Gerard Butler in the '300' movie. And even when they are stone cold killers like Suge Knight or manipulative pimps like Andrew Tate... they still command respect! They possess massive amounts of Masculine charm.
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Siren in Sagitarius 👠
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Famous Women:
Marilyn Monroe (pictured above)
Dorothy Dandridge (pictured above)
Rita Hayworth (pictured above)
Shakira (pictured above)
Indira Varma (pictured above)
Kim Cattrall
Margot Robbie
Robin Givens
Tina Turner
Dana Delaney
Emilia Clarke
Gwen Stefani
Aishwarya Rai
Rose McGowan
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Sagittarius Siren MEN:
Paul Walker
Patrick Swayze
Elvis Presley
Clark Gable
Mario Lopez
Marilyn Manson
Shia LaBeouf
Michele Marrone
Marvin Gaye
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SAGITTARIUS SIRENS lure you in like smoke rising from a bonfire in an enchanted forest during a Drum Circle. They illuminate dangerous levels of heat. ☀️ That will melt you like hot lava with their dynamic sex appeal. Baddies to the bone! Their esthetic widely appeals to the masses and individuals from *all* walks of life. People from *all* ethnic backgrounds admire and lust after them. 💋 They are exciting and make people feel ALIVE. And they're often the epitome of someone's Dream Girl or Guy. Marilyn Monroe is a FOREVER Icon who lives on generation after generation. 🌟 And her Feminine prowess remains unmatched no matter how much time goes by. Rita Hayworth is another immortal Sex Symbol and proud Latina. As is Dorothy Dandridge - who broke many barriers for Black Women in film and greatly appealed to a variety of powerful men such as Marlon Brando and Otto Priminger. Margot Robbie in the 'Wolf of Wallstreet' and 'Barbie' movies? 🩷 Nuff said! The Male Sirens are usually a strong yet suave bunch - like Clark Gable and Patrick Swayze. And that's a killer combination, my friends! They are often Rebels. 💪 Whether clean-cut ones like Paul Walker, goth ones like Marilyn Manson or rebels GONE WRONG like Shia LaBeouf. Either way, they are magnetic.
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And that's a wrap for now! 💛 I'll be back soon with more on SIREN and other awesome asteroids. Thanks for reading.
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curseconsumed · 2 years
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Please. Talk to me. from Knightley to Clara
This meme (x) | @niksnarration
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Never one to uphold the silent treatment for long -- she was woeful at keeping her mouth shut -- the corner of Clara’s mouth twitched ever-so-slightly. “You wish me to talk to you?” she echoed, finally turning to face him with a frown. “Why, Mr. Knightley, whenever we first met, you could scarcely wait to leave my presence. Surely you haven’t changed your mind because of a few cold glances?”
Irritable, Clara turned away from him again and ran her fingers along the back of a neighboring chair. She was being childish, she knew -- it was likely harmless on his part -- but her mother, on the other hand, was as guilty as they came.
Pursing her mouth, Clara finally turned again to regard Knightley with her sharpened gaze. “Why would you let my mother make a fool of herself?” she demanded. “She’s clearly besotted with you -- unfortunately, I cannot figure out just why she assumed her advances were merited.” Quirking a brow, she leaned her weight against the high-backed chair. “You could have at the very least excused yourself from the room. Just because Father is away doesn’t mean you should indulge my mother’s passions.” And she was prone to quite a few...
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motherfuckingmaneater · 4 months
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“Wars are won by heads not hearts.”
Her lips press into a line at the comment, her gaze turning up to him for only a flicker of a moment. She's conscious suddenly of the expression she has on her face, the haughty look of indifference at the comment, the outright rage at such a response.
So she forces herself to smile, raising her wine goblet just a touch and leaning back into her seat as she takes a sip despite that she feels the scar on her palm burn as the memories her Master wants - and she refuses to relent - flood her mind.
"That is why you'll win this war, Master."
It's a snipe at best, she is calling him heartless through sharp teeth, arrogance and a tendency to protect her blood with cruel violence.
"But I beg you to consider my proposition anyhow." She tips her head to the side a little as grey eyes appraise him, silken waves of ink black tumbling across her shoulder. In any other circumstance her request would be considered treason. "He is a pureblood - the purest of pure blood. It would be a waste to kill him."
At least, it would be a waste by any hand but her own.
"But I assure you," she continues, a perfectly shaped brow raising a fraction of an inch, "it is not with matters of the heart that I make this request."
She will give Lord Voldemort anything he demands of her, but she will not give him these memories willingly. Sirius Black is hers - and hers alone.
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midnightblues444 · 4 months
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No hard feelings |
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College!! Geto and Gojo x fem reader
Note: local manwhores versus maneater
Tags: your playing them, cherry chasers geto and Gojo, just yall being hoes together,
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"No way you have follow requests, from both Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru" your roommate gasps
You guys were currently watching reels on your phone and the notification that Gojo requested popped up.
"Whys that so shocking" you turn to her, with a pout
"Well they're like, big players, known for it actually" she explains "cherry chasers I think they're called"
"Like known known?" You ask, she nods vigorously.
You hum back, not really suprised at the fact they're known manwhores. Thinking back on the first impressions they both left, it gave you a feeling that they were the type. You're only suprised that they're friends.
And after stalking their accounts some more you find they're best friends.
Thats when a devious plot begins to brew in the back of your head; If two best friends want you, and they're both cherry chasing, would it be so bad if you two timed them. Got double of what you already wanted.
Its risky but thats what makes it fun
You met Gojo in a stereotypical fashion, a frat party, Brent Faiyaz was blasting in the background, and you werent having a good time.
Your friends had ditched you , and your phone was at three percent. Needing to find a way home, you were looking around lost and wide eyed.
That's probably what got his attention
"Hey there Mary" he was tall, appearing taller through the mesh of people.
"What!" you scream, attempting to talk over the speakers.
"I said, hey there" he talks into your ear, bending down to your level
"Oh!" You yell again, making him chuckle, he points upwards to the stairs, you already knew what he meant and gave him a taken aback look
He laughed again, and leaned down once more "its quieter"
You guys got to chatting, letting him know youre a first year and all that. When you told him the predicament you were in, he offered you a ride home .
While you guys drove he bought food for you and yall ate in the parking lot of your residence.
"Wanna makeout?" He offered casually, with a smirk
You laughed, and somehow ended up making out with him
It was hot, he knew what he was doing, his hands eventually traveled down to your thighs and you pulled back. Flustered by the boldness, in that moment being hit by how fast everything's moving you then told him to wait.
He said he understood, and gave you his insta and number (for when you change your mind of course)
You met Geto through the bar he tends, you werlooking as freshly legal as can be, visibly excitedto order a drink. Because It was mid afternoon the place was relatively empty, he could give you as much attention as he pleased.
"And what could I do for you pretty" he asked smugly
You flushed at the laced compliment, smiling shyly at him, putting a finger to your chin in thought. Eventually giving him an order, which you worded wrong, he found it amusing.
You guys chatted, as you drank. It was pleasant but you could basically smell his goal from a mile away. By the low look he gave you, tracing your figure with his eyes.
People, well guys, usually take you're doe eyes, and shy smile and assume your some lil naive virgin. A sweet cherry ripe for the picking.
You could tell that with these boys, that's what they perceived you as
Before you left the bar, he gave you his number cockily
hugging you on your way out. Placing his hands on the small of your back, resting his hands there as he spoke to you
"I'll make you a drink sometime" he smiled,
"Sure yea, that's sounds fun" you giggled back
He was the first to slide into your dms infact
Sugu_geto: hey stranger ;)
Sugu_geto: been thinking bout that drink, your place or mine?
Your roommate basically loses her mind,when you snatch your phone. While you try think up a witty response you get another dm.
_Satoruuuu_: yo
_Satoruuuu_: u up for a drive?
You can feel your heart start to race, as you respond to both. You know what you want;
both
For the plot of course
Part two
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