#so like they were talking dirty which they dont normall do but ya know

[badgyalshii]

WANNA TRY IT WITH ME?

word count: 3.1k?

warnings! smut, maybe some typos, oral (f) and missionary, overstimulation, some dirty talk.

pairing! only fans!timothee chalamet x (f) friend!reader (ALWAYS SAFE FOR POC + PLUS SIZE)

a/n: hereee goes my long awaited apology for the finale of its never over🙄 i hope you guys enjoy! two hands on the phone please😏 the “xxx” is a divider btw i just got lazy lmao TELL ME IF IT SERVES CUNTTTT (requests are open)

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It was no secret that timothee owned a onlyfans, he didnt really talk about it though. He didnt want it to be the main conversation between him and his friends, he kept the subjects separated but he was very close with his fans. You said you would always support what he does and even registered for an account to follow him, he tried to fight it and block you from his page, but you said it wasnt really that big of a deal considering you would never open the app and just to let you love him, to which he sighed and let it go, but convsersations were awkward because in the back of his mind he didnt know and was wondering you ever watched his videos. It was only a side gig, but he wanted to focus on college and small acting.

One day, you decided to initiate the conversation with timmy while you both ate chinese. ¨i just felt like if i talked to you about it then it would be hard for you to separate me from being a normal sensitive person from being ya know….that¨ he explained, you shrugged. ¨i mean, i wouldnt look at you differently- not that ive watched but i know you, and how could i judge such a sweet person like you? The only thing that i would have questions about is, like, is it awkward? On camera? Im not even comfortable with myself so put myself on camera and do that-¨ ¨if you dont like yourself, trust their is someone to appreciates you like ten times more than you do on a good day. Theres no reason for you to feel like that¨ he said looking over before eating the rice with a fork. You let out a hum and things fell silent as you both watched a movie, but it was clear you both were thinking. ¨would- would you like…¨ he looked over at you, your eyebrows lifted as you looked at him, he seemed nervous as his cheeks were slowly turning rosy, he cleared his throat before finishing his question. ¨like try it?¨ he asked, ¨erm¨ you said before thinking to yourself, ¨maybe with someone i trust, could be fun¨ you smiled before asking for the rice, taking a forkfull bite off of the same utensil that timmy used. He shrugged, becoming more comfortable, seeing as you were rather chill about the situation, it was a joke to him, what he was about to say, but the tone that came out otherwise said different.

¨wanna try it with me?¨ your eyes widened in surprise, to which he laughed, ¨joking, im joking¨ he let out with a nervous chuckle leaving his lips, his face was visibly warm now, a big grin on his face trying to fight off the fact that he said that. You chewed and swallowed your rice carefully, not saying a word and looking at him while he looked at you, itching and waiting for your response. You shrugged, ¨fuck it¨ your stomach was doing flips, what were you saying? Are you fucking serious? You thought after you said that, your eyebrows high and a side smile on your lips. His mouth parted, ¨when-when would you wanna do it?¨ he asked, ¨its your page, shouldnt you make the rules?¨ you muttered, setting down the rice. ¨tommorow maybe?¨ he let out, watching you get up, you said yeah and said you had to use the bathroom.

When you made it to the bathroom you looked at yourself in the mirror before letting out a sigh and putting a hand on your face is disbelief, what had you singed yourself up for? Why were you just talking? Were you just talking? It was clear that you both were very attractive, so imagine what people think. Your shared friends already think you guys have something casual going on, so would they really be surprised if you both busted out with a cake saying ¨we did it! We fucked! (and recorded)¨? You bit your lip before running the water and washing your hands, before exiting out of the bathroom and sitting next to timothee again.

XXX

You both shyd away about the idea even if it was just the next day, but here we are. You sat ontop of timothees bed, fully clothed and your hair out of the way. You bit your lip, you were anxious, you didnt know how to feel about this, how would others take it? What if they didnt like you? What if you didnt like it. Timothee sat infront of you the entire time, telling you that it was okay if you didnt want to do it and reassuring you the entire time and double checking in with you. As nervous as you were, there was a small burst of excitement that jumped in your stomach.

He bit his lip, ¨you ready?¨ he asked, holding up the camera, about to record you. On the nightstand sat a white viberator, body oil, and lube just incase. He raised three fingers behind the camera, initiating a count down, he very soon pressed the record button, you saw the red small light from the camera flicker. A smile played on your lips from awkwardness but you tried your best to cover it up. ¨this is y/n. One of my closest friends who wanted to join us today¨ he chuckled, ëyes on the screen as he looked through the camera to see you. ¨but ill let her introduce herself¨ he finished, your eyes widened, you didnt know what to do. ¨im nervous¨ you let out with a pity smile and you both let out a laugh, ¨just get undressed while you introduce yourself¨ he let out a small grunt as he watched you immediately catch on and start pulling up your top.he bit his lip, he couldnt deny you looked fucking great, the way your breasts were laid pretty in that bra and how your hips sat with the hidden treasures just waiting to be touched. You watched as he slowly palmed himself and continued to record. You decided this was the right time to speak up.

¨my name is y/n, but timothee told you that¨ you laughed as you stripped your shirt off, muffled music played in the back but you both werent too focused on that, you wore a matching set for the circumstance, and when your bra was revealed he let out a muttered fuck and applied more pressure to his clothed cock. T̈his is my first time¨ you continued, looking over at the oil before reaching over, your ass in the air as you reached for it he let out a sigh, and watched as your back arched and when you came back at sat correctly, he lended his hand out, ¨i wanna do that¨ he said, and you complied, handing him the oil, he let out a small groan, he was as hard as a rock and youve barely even started, he had no shirt on but he had his grey sweatpants, he took the camera and set it up on its stand on the end of the bed.

When he looked back at you, you sat there innocently, you sat on the back of your calves, legs closed and looking up at him so lost, it turned him on that he could take control and lead you. He softly grabbed your neck and pulled you in for a slowly soft to passionate open mouth kiss, pulling your head towards himself before letting you go and moving behind you, his warm touch on your arms, following all the way up to your neck and you tilted your head back on his shoulder as he now kissed your neck and uncuffed your bra. ¨shittttt¨ he muttered, looking at your tits and taking them into his hands, to which they fit perfectly, your nipple between his first and middle finger, rolling them around as soft sighs of pleasure left your lips, he looked at you the entire time before applying a kiss to your cheek, then your lips. You closed your eyes and let him lead you, you felt like you were falling in his arms and allowed him to take you anywhere, you swore this is what you needed, you almost forgot the camera was even there. He put his hand on your waist before he reached for the oil and while he did that, you stripped yourself from your shorts, revealing your matching thong before getting back into pisition and you looked at the camera, thinking you should be more seductive, you looked at it and let out a moan as the warm oil hit your body, he rubbed it over your chest, your stomach, his touch was gentle the entire time, ¨can you bend over infront of the camera for me?¨ he asked gently, you looked at him and nodded, your ass was pointed to the camera and he moved behind you and to the side, his eyebrows raised as you arched as your already glistening cunt was soaking the thin material of the thong, he applied oil over your ass and rubbed it in before his hands crawled up to the sides of your thong, ¨is it okay if i pull this down?¨ he asked, you nodded and he looked at you before dropping your panties, he let out a sigh of satifacation and rubbed over your entrance, you let out a hum and arched your back further before he plunged a finger into your soaking wet cunt, your mouth dropped as he slowly fingered you, he watched as your walls tighten around his fingers, his mouth dropped and he couldnt wait to put his dick inside.

He lifted up your ass as he started to apply pressure and finger harder, your eyebrows furrowed as you looked back at him. ¨like that?¨ he asked as he continued to finger, you bit your lip and nodded your head, your hips moved back into his hand as a small smirk played on his face before he stripped his fingers away, you let out a whine, wanting him to keep going before he surprised you and applied his tongue to your clit, your mouth dropped, his tongue was circling and you let out a moan.

¨timmy” left your lips, fuck. Is this what you were missing out on? Your stomach has butterflies as you leaned back wanting more, he let out a chuckle against your lips in cockiness seeing as you were enjoying this. He shook his head against your pussy and you moaned his name again. ¨dont stop, make me cum timmy¨ he let out another hum against your pearl before pulling away with a pop. ¨make you cum? Want me to make you cum baby?¨ he asked, pumping his fingers.

You looked back at him and seen your juices covering his lips, you could finish just now, looking at his low eyes, looking at him made it seem like he was clouded with ecstasy. He licked his lips and you nodded, letting out a soft please. He kissed your ass before getting on his knees and pulsing into your pussy harder, your eyebrows furrow as you close your eyes, opened mouth gasps and a deep moan just rips away from your lips, fuck, you couldnt take it. And the way timothee looked at you didnt help, ¨shit¨ he muttered, taking his thumb and rubbing your pearl in complete circles. Your mouth hung low as your belly started to heat up, you could feel yourself about to explode. You let out a whine and he bit his lower lip, ¨look at me, look at me while i make you cum¨ he circled faster, you looked at him desperate, desperate to finish.

And suddenly you did, ¨timmy!¨ you let out, your eyes rolling and the way he tried to ride your high out was overstimulating for you so you jerked your body from his fingers, to which he laughed at. ¨shut up¨ you laughed, putting your heand in your hands as your stomach continued to burn from the release. ¨you okay?¨ he asked again, you nodded yes and it was okay and that you were ready for the next round, he smiled at you, and you smiled back, before something else caught your attention. He was clearly breathing heavier and as you shamelessly panned his body, and something else was clearly looking at you.

He didnt try to hide it, instead, he grabbed it while he looked at you, ¨missionary? Or?¨ he asked. You shrugged in return, you liked that he mentioned missionary first, “is that a good angle?” you asked, “any shot with you in it is a good angle, y/n” he said, stripping from his sweats and boxers before coming over to press a kiss on your lips. Once again, the kiss became heated, he leaded you to lay on your back while your lips were still together. He came down and laid firm on you, pressing up against your bare pussy. You held onto his curls as his soft lips were on yours, his tongue entered your mouth, shamelessly clashing against yours, your teeth. It was so hot, he pumped himself before pressing up against your entrance. He rubbed his dick messily against your clit, looking at you jutter under his touch, he kissed your head before he entered slowly, a soft sigh left your lips as you made eye contact with him, watching his eyebrows press together from the easy slip in, to the tight satisfying feeling of your pussy wrapped around his hard throbbing dick. He looked at you for approval, and you nodded.

“y/n, fuck you feel good” he muttered, his mouth opening as you opened your legs further, wanting more. A throaty moan left your mouth as you leaned up on your elbows to watch him fuck you, his dick hit your spot everytime and he only moved faster. “Timmy, keep going” you moaned, your head tilting back from the euphoria. He reached up and grabbed your tit, massaging it as he continued to let out moans, “fuck, like that? You like that?” he muttered, now focusing and putting his hands on both sides of your head. He rocked his hips thorough, his mouth agape and low groans ripping away as the headboard of the bed clashed against the wall time and time again.

“yes! mmph-“ you were cut off by how deep his dick was inside you and how your sensitive nipples tickled in his touch, the way he looked so focused and lost in the moment only made you more wet, you tilted your head back and let out a cry, he was hitting the same spot over again and fucking you harder, you felt your walls clench desperately and that only motivated him more. “timmy!” you whine, putting your hand on his stomach and closing your legs around him, the sound of skin on skin became more relevant as he didnt stop, “i got you” he let out in a breathy, low and seductive tone.

he slapped your hand out of the way before taking it and your other and placing them ontop of the pillow, holding your hands by the wrist as he came down and kissed your sweet spot, “oh my- mmm!” a high pitched hum broke and tried to hide your neck, this was all so overpowering and it felt so good, “where do you want me to cum, y/n” he whispered in your ear, “fuck!” he closed his eyes and his hips rutted slowly, still having powerful strokes, “inside” you let out, he looks up at you before letting out a laugh, “are you crazy? you’re gonna get pregnant- shit” the pleasure took over, canceling his sentence.

“i wont” you shook your head, fuck thats all you wanted, for him to fill you up, give himself to you fully. he looks at you and presses a kiss to your lips before letting out an okay, he takes one of his hands off of your wrists to come down and rub your clit, but it was difficult considering how wet you were. your body was overstimulated and tried to fight his hand off by moving your hips, but when you moved them it just made him go deeper, past your spot, you froze in that position, your body shocked as he hit a point you didnt know anyone could. “fuck! dont stop!” you scream in a whiney tone, keeping your hips where they were. “cum for me” he said, his jaw clenching as he looked at you with all seriousness, “take it, take it from me make me cum!” you cry, his hand moved faster against your clit and more rough groans left his lips, your mouth suddenly became agape and he looked at you, your eyes pouring into his as you came. “timmy, im, im cumming” your eyebrows furrowed, it felt like the world stopped, your body jerked and released all the knots in your stomach. he came down and you both shared and open mouthed sloppy kiss, he bit his lip and and looked down at you, fucked you harder and the bed creaking and the camera was so close to flipping over.

“mmm” his lips pursed together, fucking you faster now, “timmy!” you cried again, before his mouth dropped, a whiney moan left him lips “y/n, y/n, aw, fuckkk y/n” he said over and over again, feeling his seed shoot up in your stomach as he looked at you, both eyes were desperate for each other, so hazed in the stars. he let you go and your arms went under his, holding him as he let out “uhs” as he finished cumming inside you, and making sure you got all of it as he messily rutted his hips until failure. your back came off the matress as you accepted the cum shooting up your pussy as your chest uncontrollably heaves.

his head falls into the deep of your neck, still breathing heavy but applied kisses there. Once he catches his breath, he sits back up and pulls out, a curse leaving your lips as he grabbed the camera and pointed it at you, you looked at him behind the camera, he was still breathing heavy and he reached his hand to your lips, his thumb brushing over them before you took it into your mouth and sucked, a smirk and a small chuckle left his lips before he took out his thumb and traced it along your body, you were covered in sweat, your body glistening heavenly, or at least he thought so. the camera following, all the way down until he zoomed in on your fucked out area, seeinng the cum slowly leaking from your hole and your clit visibly swollen. he separates your folds from each other, “man i could really eat you out again” he joked.

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[kweebtrash]

Could you make a drabble with Johnny masturbating while thinking of Eri? 🤭

I already did this in Ch. 3. So i decided to do a masturbation scene with phone sex, teasing, dirty talk, Johnny being really desperate and needy?, and a smidge of daddy kink. So like I hope that’s ok? Also in Johnny's POV(obvs).

[9:45pm]

Wyd?

I typed out my favorite three letters in hopes of enticing her enough to come over. I had no idea why but the feeling of her beneath me while I fucked her hard was suddenly stuck in my brain. It had been all I could think about for the past half hour and I couldn’t quit. I imagined pinning her legs down with mine and laying my body over hers which made her look smaller than she actually was. She would almost always squirm against me, shoving her ass back to take me deeper and I just-

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: not you. Bye

What?? Now I would have to spend extra time convincing her. God, fuck my life. 

C'mon baby. I'll really make it worth your while

🦇BattOuttaHell🦇: yah I'm sure🙄 I'm busy

Doing what?

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: none of ur business. I'm busy

Jesus did I really have to beg? I bet she wasn't even doing anything. It’s fucking Tuesday night. Who does anything on a Tuesday?

Please baby? I can't stop thinking about you

Girls liked that shit,I didn't they? I mean...it was actually true though.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: BWAHAHAHAHHA

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: lmao ur that desperate huh baby boy?

I'm not desperate 😑 just horny

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: hate to break it to ya but horny and bugging me is you being desperate

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: srsly tho I'm stuck studying for an exam I know jack shit about. I'm screwed

You can also be screwed if you come over

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: pls die

Why are you so violent all the time?!!

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: bruh violence is my middle name

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: sry but it'll just be u and ur hand tonight

I groaned because I really really didn't want that. I would much rather have her squeezed around my cock and hear those soft breathy moans she made all the time. She would always hold onto me then, maybe dig some scratches into my back as I went as deep as I could go. I groaned in frustration and wanted to throw my phone but persisted. I was going to regret typing this and was already cringing but I figured I had to pull out the big guns. We were still trying this whole thing out but a test drive wouldn't be so bad.

Princess, daddy really needs you

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: oh my god Johnathan

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: 🚫🛑✋

I thought you liked that???

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: I do

The ellipse signaling her response bubbled for awhile and I wondered what the hell kind of paragraph she was writing.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: princess has to study. I'm srsly gonna fail😭😭

Just a little break? Please??

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: daddy with you it's never a "little break"

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: ull keep me there for hours and then I won't sleep and then I'll be tired and then I will fail

I sat up a little straighter staring at that word. It had a much different and more profound effect on me when she wrote it. I didn't cringe; instead I felt it deeply seeded within the base of my cock and it made my hormones go into overdrive. I quickly typed out a response hoping to make the conversation a bit more...dirty.

That's for sure

You know how long I can go and how weak you are for me when I've been inside you for hours.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: I mean it's alright ig

Goddamn it! Why was she like this? She was such a frustrating little shit!

Bruh I'm just tryna get off ok? If you're not gonna come over can you at LEAST help me out a little??????????

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: wtf you want me to do? Sext you??

I mean it's better than you being a dick to me

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: aww baby boy wants to whineeee

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: u are pretty much begging at this point

I rolled my eyes hating that she was kind of right.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: good thing I like to hear men beg for me

Oh shit. Did that mean that I was getting closer to her helping me? It was probably one of those kink things. I thought for awhile if I should actually swallow my pride and do it some more just to get her to participate. I was going to feel like an idiot but at least I'd be an idiot who came. I sent her a snap of me pouting with the puppy filter trying to be cute enough.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: ur an idiot u know that right?

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: anyway idk how to sext?

What do you mean you dont know how to sext? You just do it.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: well i’m not gonna say stuff your cock in my pussy thats fucking disgusting

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: also im a writer so it’s just gonna come out weird

Try me. You can like describe what you like me doing to you. Anything.

I set my phone down and waited for her to respond. It wasn’t that difficult. I did it all the time but i wanted her to start. I just wanted to hear her instead of being wrapped up in my stupid fantasies. I looked down at the bulge in my sweatpants and sighed. If i got started now then I would keep getting interrupted and have to wipe my hand off every time. I set my pillow over my head and hoped that if I suffocated myself enough then I wouldn't have to suffer any longer.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: this is not going to be sexy at all lol

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: but i seriously love when you grab my hips and use it to fuck me deeper. I love how much you stretch me open, how much you fill me and those grunts you make when youre close

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: i love when youre fucking me from behind and press yourself into my back and pin my wrists down. You make me feel so small and wrapped up in protectiveness i guess? Or maybe possessiveness. You usually bite down on my neck and shoulders when youre like that. The hickies are a pain in the ass to cover but i love looking at them afterwards and feeling how tender they are. It makes me remember the ache and how i cant wait to fuck you again.

🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: is this ok?

Fuck. yes. I typed out as soon as my phone vibrated with her response.

Shit, i couldn’t believe just her typing something could get me even harder but i could feel myself throbbing beneath my sweats. I wanted her to keep going but I needed to get off before i couldn’t take it anymore. I dared to call her and hear her seductive but shy voice. I dialed her number and hoped to God she would answer.

"Are you trying to have phone sex with me?" She asked instantly.

"15 minutes." I panted. "Take a break for 15 minutes."

"No more than that. I really have to study…"

"I promise, baby. I promise." I shoved my sweats off, keeping the phone between my ear and shoulder, and grabbed the base of my cock. The first stroke was slow, steady, full of yearning and as it turned out desperation. Precum was already covering my head and making a mess but I used that to my advantage. It added slickness to my strokes, easily letting my palm slide up and down my shaft. "Please just talk to me."

Her voice seemed to get a little lower. "What do you want me to say?"

"Anything." I bit down on my lip for a moment as my hips lifted into a particularly rough jerk. "I just want to hear your voice."

"I want to hear your moans then. Those pants, the groans, those little growls. Don't hold back, Johnny."

I set the phone on speaker so I could keep it beside me and have more freedom. "Ye-yeah. I won't hold back trust me."

I gripped onto the blanket beside me, trying to remind myself that I needed to use those fifteen minutes to my full advantage. I knew with how much of a brat she was, she probably already had a timer going. I slowed my strokes a little bit, giving my fingers time to roll over my head and dip into my slit. I breathed out a soft pant as I focused everything on how sensitive I was. With each stroke of my fingers I imagined Eri on top of me, grinding into my hips and taking every inch I would give her. She looked so utterly gorgeous, like a fucking goddess every time she smirked down at me or set her hands on my chest to steady herself. Why was she so damn perfect?

"A little louder Johnny. I want to really hear you or else I'll hang up."

"N-no." I choked out. "F-fuck...I'm just thinking about you!"

My fist was trembling around the blanket as I could hardly hold back. I squeezed my hand a little tighter around myself trying to replicate the way she clenched around my cock. It wasn't exactly the same but damn near close.

"Hmm? Thinking about me? What am I doing to my baby boy?"

“Riding me! Fuck you’re riding me so fucking good.” I groaned louder than I expected. My thighs were starting to tremble just a bit and i dug my toes into the mattress. I was bucking even harder than before, The thoughts of her were driving me crazy; her voice was adding to it all and those coy little giggles made it even worse. I wanted her so fucking bad.

“Do you want to cum?” She breathed out. 

“Yes.” I growled deeply. “Eri...shit…”

“You’re super cute when youre begging. Do you think I should let you?” She teased.

“Oh, i’m going to, whether you let me or not princess. What daddy says, goes.” i released another growl and gripped my balls with my other hand, squeezing them in a chaotic dance of pleasure and need.

“Not when daddy calls princess begging to fuck. You can hold out a bit longer. I deserve to hear a few more moans.”

I let out a growl of frustration. “Eri.” I said sternly. “I swear to god…”

“Say my name like that as you fuck me from behind.”

I tossed my head back into the mattress as the vision popped in my head instantly. My hand stroked at an ungodly pace as i felt my release approaching fast. I was a mess of feelings and sounds, drowning in my own lust and letting my body fall into every awakened nerve. My muscles tightened and i felt warmth rush over me. My breathing deepened as I squeezed out the last few ropes of cum that splattered all over my stomach. My hand was drenched as well and i flopped back, sighing as i knew i had so much to clean up. I picked up the phone with my clean hand and took her off speaker.

“14 minutes, 39 seconds. Good job.”

“I knew,” I licked my lips and tried to steady my breath. “You were fucking counting, you evil little shit.”

“Whhaaatttt! I have to get back to studying! Except I might have a little fun myself.”

“Are you kidding me? After I asked? God, i cant stand you.”

She chuckled and I could just see that devilish smirk on her face. “Mhm, whatever you say. I have to get going now. Have fun cleaning up.”

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[wh6res]

one more time | markhyuck

"if i'm going to teach you how to fuck her right, you’re gonna need the best seat in the house, markie!" — lhc 

warnings. dubious content, swearing, bondage, voyeurism, masturbation, exhibitionism, mentions of stalking, fingering, oral (f receiving), degradation, there’s a knife (but no knifeplay), a threesome, implied kidnapping 

disclaimer. i dont condone anything. this isnt a normal relationship. this aint love.

note. prolly going to hell for this but who cares. markhyuck for @nakamotocore​ i wuv ya ie please get better soon! TT and dom hyuck for my napaka kalat na mami @donghyukcore​

against all rational thinking, haechan is getting bored from seeing the pathetic five feet distance between you and mark when he comes home. he tries to understand the other male in the relationship. truly, he does, even if he highly doubts that celibate little mark lee can pleasure you the way he can but everything's practically past that line now. donghyuck just wants to have some fun with you two, is that too much to ask for? at this point, he's blatantly ignoring the fact that you and mark don't even like each other.

but haechan cares for mark just as much as he cares about you and he won't just let his best friend miss out on all the fun things he can do to their little doll, right? what kind of a friend would he be? once haechan shoves him into a world of temptation and sin and pleasure, mark would kiss his self-induced celibacy goodbye.

plus, you've been awfully naughty these days.

talks about wanting to come home or getting at least a few rights to have gadgets were the only thing you said whenever you see him. it went as far as practically growling and running away from haechan when he tries to initiate something with you, screeching your lungs out and saying, "don't fucking touch me, you creepy little psycho!"

deflowering mark.

punishing you.

he'd be killing two birds with one stone.

he's fucked your stubborn little self into submission once, but all that overprivileged tv sessions might've put silly little ideas into your dumb little head again. alas, no worries, he'll just have to do it one more time. and maybe, now with the aid of his good 'ol buddy mark, they'll both be able to screw you up so good you'll never want to leave their clutches.

"gumdrop, can you come here for a second?"

haechan isn't deaf to the exaggerated groan you let out from the living room and it grates on his nerves how utterly brave you are for being passive aggressive. you reminded him of a little girl in a temper tantrum because they weren't given any candy - and when you show up in the master bedroom clad in your little pink dress, eyes upturned and sharp, a pathetic little girl was all he can think of when he saw you.

only now did he notice that you had even detangled your hair from the intricate braids haechan spent at least twenty minutes doing earlier this morning. where was mark all this time? why wasn’t he there to stop you? geez, you both are so going to get it, this time!

"what do you want?"

"can you give me a hug? i felt awfully stressed at work today. i need my little gumdrop."

this was obviously a test. don't get him wrong, he'll still punish you but if just this one time you learned to swallow that bitchy attitude and come crawling to him as the perfect lover should, maybe he won't be too harsh.

but he gave you too much credit, he thinks. of course his dumb cockwhore doesn't know shit. of fucking course, you wouldn't know it was a test. not when you scoffed, rolled your eyes at him, and spun in your heels to walk back to the living room.

"beat your meat with your own hands, creep."

haechan's reaction is immediate, his long legs allowing no delay in crossing the room to mercilessly fist your hair. he had pulled your hair so bad you thought it was going to rip right at the roots, all of his pent up anger due to your poor behavior channeling into that one grip.

you feel his scoff of disbelief against the curve of your neck as haechan pulls you flush against his body. "what the fuck did you just say to me?" he laughs patronizingly. "beat my meat with my own hands – aw, baby! that has got to be the best one yet!"

it truly was, though. he's not going to lie. out of every vicious snarl and hate-induced words you said to him, that particular offhand comment takes the cake. seriously, sometimes haechan thinks you're deliberately trying to make him furious – gumdrop, if you wanted to be fucked silly, all you had to do was ask.

he hurls you to the mattress, breath knocking right out of your lungs. before you can even sit back up and crawl away from haechan, he's already crawling over your body to sit directly on your stomach, fiddling with something on the headboard. you nearly scream in frustration, no matter what you do, you just can't throw him off of you!

"i don't know why the fuck you're behaving this way but it's gone too far. one more time. do i need to fuck some respect into you, one more time?”

a new wave of motivation surges through you when you hear the familiar click clacking of metal. your eyes widened just a fraction, the only thing that gave away the unease quickly seeping under your skin. if not for haechan's perceptive eyes, he would have missed it.

he merely used one hand to grip both your wrists in a vice. "no!" you squirmed, tossing and turning and trying with all your might to get him off of you. "no! i don't want that – not the cuffs!"

he loops the respective bands around your wrists with practiced ease. the last handcuffs he used had torn and marked your skin, something haechan wasn't fond of. only he can paint your bare skin with colors.

thus, he bought newer ones. the bands were a bright shade of red, connected to each other using a medium sized chain that loops around one of the steel wires of the bed, and the little bells attached to the bands ring with your every movement.

haechan knows the bells drove you crazy. its incessant ringing driving you up the wall as you couldn't keep your hands still whenever he fucked you to oblivion – he knew how much you loathed the sound of the bells, all the more reason for him to enjoy.

and mark, too. speaking of which…

you stubbornly pull at your bounded hands, glaring at the man before you as he studies your state. the corners of his lips curl up at the sight of you struggling. "you always look so good in red, gumdrop."

before you were given a chance to reply, he stormed out of the room with a sense of purpose bounding his steps. "lee donghyuck!" you screamed. "fucking come back and get me out of these, you pervert!"

he can hear you thrashing in your chains and yelling profanities from a room away. where was the demure girl he turned you into after only a week living in the apartment? though funny enough, the blood in haechan's sadistic side rushes in excitement at the prospect of wiping that glare off your face. it wasn't the fear, nor your submission that gets him off. it was the idea that he can and he will break you down no matter how many times you try to build yourself back up again.

he's not too sure whether he's going to eliminate that dirty mouth you've developed, though. because you did make him snort in the most unattractive way when you told him he can fucking jack himself off when he had been merely asking for a hug. this aggressive side you developed is… nice. he can work with it.

"can you ask your play thing to keep it down?" mark hisses, flinching and making an offkey sound with his guitar when a certain screech from you caught him off-guard.

haechan smiles.

"why don't you shut her up?"

it took a good few minutes trying to talk mark into stepping into the bedroom where he's got you chained to the headboard, but alas, haechan can be persuasive if he wants to be.

frankly, the younger man is sick and tired of hearing both of you bicker – it's no wonder you've developed a sharp tongue! it's all mark's fault and yet it's haechan that has to do the dirty work of setting you straight all over again. you're a tough cookie to crack, someone hauntingly immune to the violence and chaos.

and yet…

"you don't – don't seriously plan on doing this, do you?" your eyes go back and forth between the two males, primarily addressing the younger, devil-spawned male. haechan, ever observant, picks up the light tremor in your voice.

haechan had uttered a playful "if i'm going to teach you how to fuck her right, you're gonna need the best seat in the house, markie!" before forcing the older boy to sit by your side, mark's thighs grazing the temples of your head as your eyes awkwardly flutter up to the spectator.

mark couldn't deny he was intrigued by the emotion reflecting in your orbs. when your eyes met, it was a silent plea, he just knew it was. and unlike vulnerable and helpless you, mark, to some extent, still had at least some sense of freedom to him. he can choose to walk away, to stop haechan from trying to get him laid, maybe even talk the other boy into postponing your punishment.

but he'll do no such thing.

not because he has a moral compass (he doesn't, really) but because mark knew firsthand, there's no stopping haechan once he sets his mind into something – and right now, if that boy wants to punish you and use mark to fulfil his exhibitionistic fantasies then that's what'll happen.

your bottoms were the first to go, haechan's blunt nails digging into your skin as he pulled it down slowly, patronizingly, while watching bemused at your squirming. "this is how you know she needs a reminder," he says, addressing mark. "a good princess should take whatever's given to her like a good girl but if she's being an ungrateful brat –"

you flinch when he harshly smacks your thigh.

"– she gets what’s coming for her, right?"

there's a second's delay with mark's reply. haechan didn't mean for the question to be rhetorical, he wanted an answer from the other boy.

"right, mark?"

"r – right…"

haechan laughs, flipping the skirt of your dress up. "what, are you that excited for pussy that you're stuttering? that's cute."

you hear mark intake a sharp breath when haechan dives in to give you feathery kisses in your inner thigh. he always starts off this way, after figuring out this gets you wet way faster than simply kissing you.

as haechan starts talking, lips lazily grazing over your skin, you fight hard not to utter a single sound as you pull on your chains. "listen carefully, markie. do you hear those whimpers? she likes it," you feel the prickles of his sharp stare. "she's just too much of a fucking brat to admit it. go on gumdrop, your fighting spirit makes this all the more interesting."

you hate the patronizing tone he used as his hands trail higher, and higher until it's pinching at the bud of your clit. and against your whole being trying to keep your lips sealed, alas, it parts and creates a soft whimper that has mark stiffening next to you.

haechan lays his tongue flat against your folds. you weren't in the least bit wet yet to accommodate his size, but that's easy. he merely circles the bud with the tip of his tongue before pushing two fingers in. months of standing in the shadows outside your window had made him memorize the movement of your fingers whenever you pleasured yourself.

he felt the jolts of the bed as you shook your head side to side, trying with everything you can to hold your moans in. a corner of his lips can’t help but curl up. "what, gumdrop? too shy to lose yourself because we have an audience? don't worry our celibate little friend over here seems to like it. go on, give him a show."

too lost in the ministrations of his lips and fingers, you don't see haechan meeting eyes with mark, nodding at an object lying on the bed side table. you can only shudder when the cool tip of a knife presses against the base of your throat, hooking under the collar of your dress as mark slowly rips it off.

but haechan doesn't have the patience. "dude, give that to me. at your phase you'll get her naked tomorrow. let the tip cut her skin, the bitch deserves it anyway."

you scream when he drags it unceremoniously down your front, narrowly missed tearing at your navel. there are a few pricks of pain here and there for when the knife accidentally nicked your skin. he sure was ruthless as can be. why did you even bother acting like a brat, cursed him out, when it gave you no benefits whatsoever? did he unknowingly transform you into this sick little masochist that thrived on his sadism?

"no."

it was a defeated whisper. the last of your resolve turning into dust as the breath escapes your lungs. why did losing feel so heavy in your chest? you don't notice your arms slumping, nor your head nodding off to one side, the weight of your horrible reality sinking into you once again as if you had only been kidnapped yesterday.

but it had not been yesterday. it's been days. weeks. months. and the last time you sneakily got ahold of mark's phone and searched for your name, the last news clip or article published about your disappearance had been three months ago. that only meant one thing.

they weren't looking for you anymore.

just like that the world continued, other people's lives continued. all the while you're stuck here, rotting in the arms of your captors.

haechan's face emerged in front of you. he smiles and you would've believed he felt an ounce of guilt if not for that wicked stare in his eyes. "you've always been most beautiful like this, gumdrop. the hope disappearing in your eyes upon the realization that no one's coming for you anymore – i love it. i love you, my pretty girl."

he placed a chaste kiss on your forehead but he might as well have shot you straight in the heart.

there was no warning, nothing to ready you for the sudden intrusion happening on your bottom half and it was so bad, that it made you shut your eyes, hands wrapping around the chains as tears started falling across your cheeks.

rough fingers reached out and wiped them away.

something felt off.

the fingers were too calloused, opposed to the softness of haechan's nimble fingers. and while the aforementioned male had more length than girth, the person who's thrusting himself inside you is the complete opposite. he's stretching you out too much, not even bothering to give you time to adjust when he's already bucking his hips like an animal.

"shh, it's okay. i'll take care of you…"

this wasn't haechan.

and when you fluttered your eyes open to see mark's boyish little face, you can't help that look of betrayal painting your features. at least you only had to deal with one obsessive, sex-deprived freak. now, you're not so sure if you can handle both of them.

how foolish of you to think that mark's self-induced celibacy stretched far and wide when in reality, he was also just a boy with his own needs. a slave to his own temptations.

how cruel. so, so cruel.

in the back of your mind, you were thankful haechan cared enough to properly get you in the mood or else you would've been staining the bed sheets red by how deep and frantic mark’s thrusts were. it felt like he wanted to tear you in half.

"if i didn't know better i'd say you're experienced, markie! i wouldn't fucking know you're a virgin by how much you're humping her like a dog.”

curse him and his dirty mouth. his constant degradation is making it easier for mark to slide in and out of you, and a proof for that is the lewd slick sounds echoing in the room partnered with the older male's deep grunts – a complete opposite of the pitched, whiny sounds haechan makes.

'gumdrop, come on! be noisy with our first-timer here just how you're always noisy with me, yeah? don't be such a killjoy." the pout in his voice is evident, coming from the side of your ear.

you wish you had never turned your head, otherwise you wouldn't have to see him pumping his own dick in his hands right in front of you. the glare you shot probably looked pathetic, what with all the tears streaming down your face and your little theory proves true when you see his mouth quirk up to the side.

"i fucking hate you."

"mark, fuck her harder, wouldja? until she learns her fucking lesson."

the disturbed stare you gave him does not slip his notice, his hand's pace turning erratic, spurred by the slick sound of your walls, skin clapping, and mark's broken whines.

make him stop, your eyes said. please.

but haechan only shoots you an innocent smile before shaking his head. "didn't you tell me to beat my meat with my own hands?"

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so close to the real thing (closer than you think)

rating: explicit

word count: 6.8k

summary: Eddie's been pining over Richie for as long as he can remember. He loves everything about Richie; especially how much Richie loves touching him. It's a little inconvenient, though. Eddie copes with his pent up sexual tension by constantly checking a porn blog he's obsessed with on tumblr. This guy has the same type of body as Richie, he talks like Richie, his name is even Richie! It makes it all too easy for Eddie to pretend it really is Richie while getting himself off to all of the blog's content.

You'll never guess what he finds out when he starts sexting this stranger named Richie from his anonymous porn blog.

tags: friends to lovers, porn with feelings, love confessions, dom/sub dynamics, bi dom top richie, gay sub bottom eddie, the most oblivious pining idiots in the world lol we love them

notes: this is one of my more ridiculous ideas but I had so much fun with it lol. also as a note you probably should not approach people on the internet the way they do in this fic, but they're just v enthusiastic and everything here is v consensual!! still tho definitely don't take this indulgent fic as a guide on how to approach real people online lmao. okay have fun!!

read on ao3 or below!!

notsfw under the cut

Eddie Kaspbrak’s friends were his entire world; time spent with them meant everything to him. But he also really valued his alone time. He’d always been the sort who needed time to just sit on a grassy hill and watch the trains go by, to catch up on comics in his room, to get lost in Netflix shows or even just his thoughts as he moseyed around his apartment—one he live in by himself, for when these moods hit. He needed time to himself to unwind. And sometimes he unwound by scrolling through some porn blogs on tumblr with his hand in his pants.

There was one blog that he was particularly fond of. There were other blogs more catered to his personal interests, namely blogs that didn’t feature women like this one did. But there was a good balance of genders represented, so Eddie figured he could just scroll past those posts. This guy was worth it. His pictures were ridiculously hot, and his dirty talk was even hotter.

Also, his name was Richie. Which Eddie refused to acknowledge as part of the draw.

It was harder to ignore tonight. He’d been out with the losers, and Richie had just been so touchy. And there was something about the way he'd been talking; his voice was lower than normal, slower in a way that made Eddie’s stomach flip. And his touches had lingered, his hand squeezing Eddie’s hip slow, then lazily brushing against his ass as he dropped it. Eddie could hardly take it. He brushed it off as Richie just being tired from work, but god, Eddie wanted it to mean more. The hardest part was hiding how much he wanted Richie to keep doing it.

There were so many things Eddie wanted Richie to do to him. He wanted Richie to touch him harder, to grab him by his hips with both hands. Richie’s hands were so big; Eddie just knew Richie could manhandle him so easily, so roughly. He wanted to know what it would feel like to have Richie’s hands all over him, grabbing at his ass and his thighs, holding his wrists down, making him feel so small. While Eddie would never admit it, huffing at every short joke Richie made, but he loved being shorter than Richie. He loved how safe he felt when Richie held him. And he was dying to know how small he would feel with Richie looming above him, or sitting in Richie’s lap, bouncing on his cock. He wanted to hear Richie talking to him in that low, slow voice, with that condescension Eddie did his best to pretend not to be affected by. He wanted Richie to whisper in his ear and call him all those pretty names he always dropped so casually, all those sweet ones and also ones that were a lot meaner. He wanted Richie to want him.

But it was easier to think about it than to ask for it. He knew Richie had way more experience than him. Well, okay, maybe not way more necessarily, but they were starting their third year of college, and he hadn’t wasted any time. Eddie, on the other hand, hadn’t done anything more than hand stuff with someone else. The guys he’d hooked up with were nice enough, and hot enough, but they just… weren’t Richie.

He supposed this guy on tumblr wasn’t Richie either, but at least he was everything else Eddie wanted. None of his hookups had been so, well, dominant, and that was this guy’s whole thing. He was dominant and a top and into guys that looked like Eddie. He even kind of talked like Richie, and he was apparently pining over his best friend, just like Eddie was. It had him completely smitten. Plus, internet-Richie’s crush had brown eyes like Eddie, and he ran track, just like Eddie did. Internet-Richie had posted once about his dick getting hard watching his friend at his track meet, and Eddie had come so hard that night, his track shorts around his ankles, imagining his Richie thinking those things about him.

Eddie was in bed now, in nothing but his boxers and one of Richie’s old shirts that had been Eddie’s for a while now. Still reeling from the way Richie had been acting that night, he logged into his porn account on his phone and scrolled through his dash for a grand total of thirty seconds before going immediately to internet-Richie’s blog. A thrill went through Eddie’s body when he saw that he had just posted. He’d written, “god my friends gonna fuckn kill me with that ass, i wanna plow him so bad” then reblogged it and added, “reminder that my asks and dms are always open if any pretty needy little subs need help getting off. please come be sluts in my messages.” Eddie’s breath caught in his throat when he saw that there was a picture, too, one of him gripping his hard cock, his boxers pulled down just enough for Eddie to see the dark hair around the base of his cock. Eddie moaned at the sight. His cock was so nice, so long and thick and pink. And fuck, his fingers. They were so long and slim, almost as nice as his-Richie’s.

Eddie scrolled a little farther down, his heart racing. There were a lot of reblogs, but some original posts here and there, things like, “what i wouldn’t do to have a pretty guy drooling all over my cock rn,” and, “in the mood to get someone dick drunk. wanna fuck a someone so hard they forget their own name.” One that made Eddie nearly choke said, “want someone i can pump my come into whenever i want, over and over again. want a sub i can keep full of my come all the fuckn time.” That post had Eddie getting out his lube.

It also had him thinking about internet-Richie’s most recent post, his post about his DMs being open.

Eddie bit his lip and thought about it. He’d sent internet-Richie some asks before from his porn blog (his blog didn’t have his name on it, just the teddy bear emoji, since he privately thought the teddy/Eddie rhyme was fun and clever, and also it was cute), and he’d seemed plenty happy enough to respond then. Still, it felt like a much bigger step to DM him, to talk to him just one on one. But the more he read his posts, the more he thought about his-Richie and how he’d touched Eddie that night, the easier it was to convince himself to shoot his shot with this stranger.

Eddie just messaged him a simple, “hi,” with a heart emoji. It was innocent enough, but his heart was still racing.

Internet-Richie responded a lot faster than Eddie was expecting. Honestly he hadn’t been expecting a response at all. But he said:

hiya cutie (; ive been hoping youd message me

Eddie flushed. He couldn’t help but hear cutie in his-Richie’s voice—especially given how often Richie used the nickname. really? he typed back.

fuck yes, ur cute little messages make me so hard. i can tell ur a pretty little thing just from the way you type

Eddie was blushing deep. Pretty little thing. That was hotter than it should’ve been. He wanted his Richie to talk to him like that, in that deep, sleepy voice.

there’s no way you can tell that from some messages :P, Eddie sent.

His heart stopped at the next messages internet-Richie sent.

oh, u dont think so?

why dont u send me some pics to prove me wrong (;

Oh my god, Eddie thought, his breath coming short. His head swam at the thought of sending this guy nudes, of showing himself off to someone who clearly wanted to see him, who would know how to take care of him and fuck him the way he liked, a guy with his crush’s fucking name and body type and hands. It had Eddie’s cock hard and leaking, and he slowly slid a finger inside of himself.

But just because the thought turned him on didn’t mean he was gonna send this stranger what he wanted so easily, even if he desperately wanted to.

you’d like that, wouldn’t you?

He fingered himself open as he waited for a response, working his way up to two fingers. It was nearly impossible to ignore his cock, but he didn’t want to come before the conversation even had a chance to start.

fuck ya i would, internet-Richie responded. Then, in a second message, whats wrong baby? you shy? ill show u mine ;)

Eddie's breath caught. God, this guy even made stupid shit sound hot, just like Eddie’s Richie. This was unreal.

i’ve seen yours, Eddie pointed out.

ya and you musta liked it if ur messaging me rn

Eddie bit his lip. ...maybe

aw thats cute sweetheart. u know i can see all the needy little tags you add when u reblog my stuff right?

Eddie blushed. He’d kind of always hoped he’d read them, but he never thought he actually did. i didn’t know you read those

oh ya, read them, jerk off to them. bit of a size queen, aren’t you? ;) it’s cute. makes me so fuckn hard when u talk abt how u want me to fill you up

Eddie whimpered out loud, sliding a third finger into himself. Fuck, he wanted that cock inside of him so bad. But right now one of his toys would have to do, once he was stretched out enough. He sped up his fingers, getting impatient. Gathering up all of his horny courage, he sent, show me.

what, no please? only good boys who use their manners get dick pics babydoll

Eddie pouted and whined to himself, making quick work of sliding his hot pink vibrator inside of himself—well, as quickly as he could without hurting himself. He moaned as it filled him up, making pleasure spread deep through his body. Slowly pumping it in and out, he reached for his phone. please, he typed, please let me see? wanna know what to picture while i fuck myself with my vibrator. He even added the wide eyed pouting emoji to really milk the whole begging thing. He knew he’d been playing a little coy, but now with the way internet-Richie was talking to him he was getting desperate.

well fuck baby since ur begging ;)

Eddie held his breath as he waited for the picture, slowly rocking his toy in and out, savoring the feeling. He wished it was Richie doing it, wished it was his cock. The lines between which Richie blurred; he wanted to get fucked by either of them, both of them.

What Eddie received when his phone lit up was not a picture, but a video. It was short, just a few seconds of Richie’s hand dragging wetly, smoothly over his cock, but it had Eddie drooling. The room was dark, so he’d used a flash, and it made the mix of what Eddie assumed was precome and spit glisten as the swollen head of Richie’s cock disappeared and reappeared from behind his fingers. Eddie must’ve played it at least five times, fucking himself a little faster, before remembering to say something back. And to take a video of his own. fuck, I want you so bad, want you to fucking ruin me, he wrote back. A part of him couldn’t believe how openly desperate he was being, but he found that he liked it; he liked the way it made him blush, he liked the way it felt to beg, to ask for what he wanted.

Richie’s response came fast: show me kitten. show me how you want me to fuck your pretty little ass.

Eddie moaned at the pet name; casual little nicknames were such a weakness for him. He was already so far gone, just picturing Richie’s cock inside of him, picturing him stroking his cock to thoughts of Eddie. The attention had his cock hard and leaking as he thrust his vibrator even deeper inside of himself, pumping it in and out a few more times before rolling over and getting on his hands and knees. It was hard to take a video from this angle, but he wanted to show off his ass and hide his face. Plus, there was something so hot about having his ass in the air and his face shoved in his pillow, looking like the perfect image of someone desperate to be fucked. He loved the way it made him feel, loved the thought of being so open for someone. For Richie.

He ended up shooting a short video as well, about ten seconds of him sliding his vibrator slowly in and out of himself, letting out soft little moans. He was pretty pleased with the way it turned out, his hole pink and smooth and wet as it stretched around his toy. The angle was a little weird, showing a lot of his room once or twice when his hand slipped a little, but overall he thought his ass looked amazing, if he did say so himself. He sent it and said, feels so good. do you want me to go faster?

As he sent it, he got settled on his back, forcing himself to go slow as he fucked himself while he waited for internet-Richie’s response. It was taking longer than before, and Eddie was getting antsy; it was so hard to drag it out, to not get ahead of himself. But whatever Richie was doing, Eddie knew it would be worth the wait. Still, he pouted as his cock ached, begging for attention.

He almost jumped out of his skin when he heard a knock at the door.

He groaned to himself and stayed put, fucking himself even slower as he waited for whoever it was to leave. But then the knocking continued, loud and incessant and obnoxious, and Eddie knew exactly who it was. He also knew he wasn’t going to go away any time soon, which honestly made him smile and blush. Richie had terrible timing, but Eddie would never be upset to see him.

Reluctantly, he slowly slid the toy out and pulled on his shorts, leaving his shirt off. He still had a pretty obvious boner, but his horny brain did not mind the idea of Richie seeing it. So he strode lazily down the hall, shouting a performatively annoyed, “I’m coming!” Finally, he opened the door, cocking his hip to the side and giving Richie an expectant look. “Can I help you?” he asked, a small smile dancing around the corner of his lips. He had to fight off a smirk at the wide eyed look Richie gave him as he ran his eyes over Eddie’s body.

“Fuck,” he muttered lowly, his eyes trained on Eddie’s cock, which was getting even harder the more Richie stared. Eddie bit his lip and grinned a little, making doe eyes at Richie. But Richie didn’t meet his gaze—instead he brushed past Eddie, his mouth still hanging open as he made his way urgently toward Eddie’s bedroom.

“Richie?” Eddie asked, a little let down that Richie’s hands weren’t all over him right now. But hey, if he was heading to Eddie’s bedroom he figured that was at least the right direction. He closed his front door and followed Richie into his room, where he found him staring at the bright pink vibrator on the bed. As confident and horny as Eddie was feeling, that still made him blush. He was only human. Crossing his arms, he said, bashful now, “I was kind of in the middle of something.”

Richie looked over at him, his cheeks bright red under his freckles. Then he got a glimmer of that trademark shit-eating grin on his face. “Eds, you fucking slut,” he said, sounding both delighted and breathless. “You are so fucking hot.”

Eddie flushed and tried not to squirm, but he couldn’t help but press his legs together, his eyes brightening. Fuck, was this actually happening? Shit, he needed to think of something witty to say. “You gonna do anything about it?” Okay, that kinda sounded like a corny porn, but he had to give himself credit for even being able to form words just after his lifelong crush and personal wet dream had just admitted his attraction to him.

“I think I already have been,” Richie said, still grinning.

Eddie cocked an eyebrow at him. He couldn’t help but smile back. “Oh yeah? How do you figure that?”

Eddie was expecting a confession. He was expecting something along the lines of you think I don’t notice how you look at me? or did you really think those were casual touches earlier? What he was not expecting was for Richie to unlock his phone and hold it up, showing Eddie the video he had just taken, the video he’d sent to internet-Richie.

Oh. Oh. Oh fuck.

“Oh my god, that’s you?” Eddie cried in disbelief.

“You’re telling me you didn’t recognize this dick?” Richie asked, swaggering over to Eddie, clearly enjoying himself.

“How did you recognize it was me?”

Richie nodded toward the Thundercats poster on Eddie’s wall, then to the model train that sat on his dresser. “What other guy has decor like that and the ass to match?”

Eddie grinned and shook his head. “That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Well pardon me for not being especially eloquent when I’ve just learned that the guy I’ve been masturbating to since I learned how to and been in love with for even longer has been masturbating to me too.”

Eddie’s eyes went wide, all thoughts of getting fucked leaving for a moment. “You’re in love with me?” he asked, his voice as soft as his smile.

Richie was not a bashful person, but the little laugh he let out just then was close to it. “Have been my whole life, but thanks for finally noticing.”

Eddie shook his head and stepped closer, until he had to crane his head up to meet Richie’s gaze. “I love you too.”

Richie’s eyes widened behind his thick frames. Eddie had only seen that look in Richie’s eyes a few times before, but he never wanted to lose sight of it again. He always wanted Richie to look at him like that. But then Richie was closing his eyes and leaning down. It only took Eddie a second to get with the program, drinking in the moment just a little longer before letting his own eyes fall shut as he pressed his lips against Richie’s.

It started gentle enough, if deep and passionate and intentional. But then Richie’s hands were on Eddie’s bare waist, skin against skin, and Eddie was gasping into Richie’s mouth, his hands coming up and resting against Richie’s chest. He curled his fingers into Richie’s shirt as Richie ran his tongue over Eddie’s lips, just before pulling away. He laughed at Eddie’s indignant little whine.

“Oh, you mean you don’t want me to take off my shirt right now?” he smirked as Eddie tried to pull him closer by the offending fabric. Huffing, Eddie conceded and let go long enough to let Richie pull the shirt off over his head.

“Oh,” he said softly, his voice a little, awed moan as he drank in Richie’s chest. It wasn’t like Richie had never been shirtless in front of Eddie before, but Eddie had never felt like he was allowed to really look at Richie all those times. But now he could; now he could touch. And he did, running his fingers over Richie’s smooth, warm skin, over his acne scars and blackheads and freckles. “Fuck, Richie,” he sighed before pressing his lips to Richie’s collarbones, trailing them all over Richie’s beautiful chest.

Richie gave a breathless, almost shy laugh as he stroked Eddie’s hair. “Damn, Eds, never pegged you as a tits guy.”

“Oh, fuck off,” Eddie giggled, bringing his lips back to Richie’s. They both smiled into it, getting lost for a moment as Richie’s hands slid slowly down Eddie’s sides. His hands lingered on Eddie’s hips for a moment before he slid them further down and grabbed at Eddie’s ass, making him gasp.

“Is that any way to talk to the guy who’s about to rail you ‘til you can’t walk?”

“What’re you gonna do about it?” Eddie asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Spank me?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Richie smirked. He gave Eddie’s ass a playful smack, making Eddie gasp again and fall into him, needing more. Richie’s voice was dripping with adoration as he purred, “Little brat,” and pulled Eddie against him, kissing him again. Eddie went with it easily and happily parted his lips to let Richie lick into his mouth. Richie had one hand gripping Eddie’s jaw and the other on his ass, touching him in a way that exuded a command Eddie was desperate to follow. God, Eddie knew Richie had big hands, but they felt huge on him like this. It was dizzyingly hot. And the way Richie’s tongue was teasing his had Eddie’s knees going weak. His dick was throbbing in his shorts, aching to finish what he’d started, what had been interrupted. When he thought about it all—about playing with himself for Richie, about the video Richie had sent him, about all those things Richie had said about filling Eddie up—he felt himself clench down on nothing, desperate to get fucked. Desperate to feel Richie’s cock so deep inside of him.

“Richie,” he whined into the kiss, pulling on Richie’s belt loops, “please.” He pressed himself urgently against Richie and rutted shamelessly against his thigh.

“Fuck, you’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?” His voice was cocky and teasing, but there was an apparent undercurrent of wonder there as well.

Eddie shoved his face into Richie’s neck and whined, grabbing onto Richie’s wrists without even knowing what his goal was. “Richie,” he whimpered, sounding pitiful and ruined already.

“What do you want, baby?” Richie’s voice made it clear that he was enjoying seeing Eddie this wrecked, and that just made Eddie even harder. “Come on, tell me, use your words.”

Eddie squirmed as Richie held him close, but still not touching him in any relieving way. “I need you inside,” Eddie said, his voice high and soft as he squirmed in Richie’s grip. “God, please, Richie, need you to fuck me. Fuck me so hard I can’t even think. Fuck me like I’m your little toy.”

Eddie could hardly believe the words coming out of his mouth, and judging by the gasp he heard Richie let out, he’d caught Richie off guard too. But if the hard bulge in his jeans that brushed up against Eddie was any indication, he was apparently just as turned on as Eddie was. Besides, Eddie knew from his blog that Richie was really into that sort of thing too—and, apparently, really into the idea of doing those things with Eddie. The realization that Richie had been saying all those filthy things about him had him grinding against him with even more fervor, kissing his neck with a heated confidence. Richie moaned, and Eddie could feel the warmth of it spreading through him. “Yeah, sweetheart? You want to feel me inside you? You think you’re ready for me?”

“Yes,” Eddie sighed, looking up at Richie with wide, desperate eyes. He shivered at the new look in Richie’s eyes, the blue nearly entirely eclipsed by how wide his pupils were. He looked hungry for Eddie; Eddie wanted to feel it. “‘M ready, Richie, please, so open for you.” He looked to the toy on his bed pointedly, but Richie only gave a deep laugh.

“Oh honey, that’s cute that you think that little thing is gonna have you ready for my cock.” Eddie’s breath caught; that toy wasn’t small. Before he could gather his scattered brain enough to react, Richie was scooping him up and tossing him on the bed, the toy falling forgotten to the floor. Richie moved Eddie onto his back, and Eddie went happily, pliantly. Richie’s fingers were cool against Eddie’s burning skin as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of Eddie’s shorts, slowly dragging them over his hips and down his legs, tossing them to the floor. Eddie’s cock was dripping with precome, his chest flushed a bright red as he squirmed under Richie’s gaze. Eddie been dreaming of Richie manhandling him like this for he didn’t even know how long; he couldn’t help the way he reacted. And he especially couldn’t help the pleased little sound he made when Richie murmured, “God, you’re gorgeous, Eds.” Then Richie was grabbing him by the ankles, gently but firmly spreading Eddie’s legs, and Eddie let out the most pathetic, genuine moan he’d ever heard. “Fuck, baby, you sound pretty. You like when I spread you open?” Richie asked. He was smirking down at Eddie, but Eddie could see how flushed he was, could see the thrilled awe in his dark, hungry eyes as Eddie nodded.

“Richie, please,” Eddie whimpered. “I need you so bad.” He sat up, reaching for Richie’s belt, but Richie easily pressed him back against the mattress with a large hand on the center of his chest. The confidence in Richie’s dominance took Eddie’s breath away, and he stayed right where he was, nice and obedient, as he watched Richie get off the bed and slowly undo his belt, then his button and zipper. He took his time dragging his jeans and boxers off, enough time to let Eddie’s eyes linger on the reveal of the dark hair under Richie’s waistband. Then Richie’s cock was bouncing up against his stomach, hard and flushed and fucking long. Eddie moaned at the sight and fisted the sheets underneath him. He wanted so badly to get his mouth on Richie, to breathe him in and be nice and good for Richie on his knees. But he was also desperate to get fucked; his hole clenched down on nothing at the thought, and then it was all he could think about again. “Richie,” he repeated, whining now as he reached for him. “Stop being such a tease.”

Richie laughed as he moved easily out of Eddie’s grip and climbed on top of him. Eddie gasped softly at the sight of Richie above him, his dark curls surrounding his face, his full, pink lips pulled into the most beautiful smile Eddie had ever seen in his life. He ran his hands over Richie’s chest and sides, marveling at the fact that this was really happening. Then, his eyes flickering down, he tentatively brought his hand to Richie’s cock.

“Oh, fuck,” they said, both at the same time, making them giggle together.

“Fuck, Eds, your pretty little hand looks so cute wrapped around my cock,” Richie teased in a low, rough voice. Eddie shivered; he couldn’t tell if Richie was praising him or degrading him, but either way it made his head fuzzy.

“‘M not that little,” Eddie grumbled out of habit. But he was clearly breathless. He’d never been good at pretending not to like Richie’s compliments, however teasing.

“Aw, but you are, baby,” Richie cooed, nuzzling his nose against Eddie’s and pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. “You’re so cute and tiny for me. I don’t even know if we’ll be able to fit my cock inside you.”

“I can,” Eddie whined, both indignant and impatient. He bucked his hips up, but Richie held him down. He gasped when he felt the warm, soft skin of Richie’s cock press against his stomach. Looking down, he saw that Richie had his cock lying on Eddie’s stomach, showing just how deep he would be once he was inside Eddie.

“You sure about that, babydoll?” While the teasing note was still there, Richie’s voice got noticeably softer as he said, “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

Eddie’s chest swelled at that. Cupping Richie’s face in his hands, he insisted, “I can take it.” Then he reached down and took Richie in his hand, glowing with pride when Richie let out a low moan. “Richie, please, I want you so bad.”

“Okay, baby,” Richie agreed, turning his head to kiss Eddie’s palm. “Fuck, I want you, too.” But he stalled. “Have you ever… like, been fucked before?”

Eddie flushed. “Well, not by someone else, but I have some toys. I’m not gonna break, Richie.” He huffed, but the way Richie was looking at him soothed any ruffled feathers.

“I’m your first?” His smile was soft, and while his eyes glittered, there was nothing teasing about his tone.

“I didn’t wanna do it with anyone else,” Eddie mumbled. He tried to look away, but Richie pulled him into a kiss.

“Fuck, I never thought you’d want me,” he chuckled. “Sorry, that was depressing, I just mean I can’t believe we didn’t do this sooner, you know?”

Eddie beamed, a small, giddy giggle dancing on his lips. “Well it’ll happen sooner if you stop talking so much.” But his smile, and all of the little kisses he planted on Richie’s freckled shoulders told Richie that Eddie never wanted him to stop talking.

“Alright, alright, sheesh, I know I’m hot but you don’t gotta rush me.” Eddie was still giggling when Richie kissed him, and he could feel that Richie was smiling too. “Where’s your lube?”

Eddie stretched his hand out and patted the bed for a moment, searching. After what was probably only four seconds but felt like an eternity, he finally found the bottle and handed it eagerly to Richie. “Oh, right,” Richie smirked, “you’re already wet for me, aren’t you?” Eddie moaned as Richie swiped his fingers over Eddie’s slick hole, pressing in just a bit. His fingers went in easily, and he pumped them slowly, drawing little, breathy moans out of Eddie. Richie’s fingers were a lot longer and thicker than his own, and they felt amazing, but they weren’t what he wanted in that moment.

“Richie, fuck me,” he whined.

“Aw, no please? Again?” Richie tsked and shook his head, curling his fingers against Eddie’s prostate, making him cry out. “I told you, sweetheart, only good boys who use their manners get fucked.”

“Please,” Eddie cried. He rocked his hips and grabbed at Richie’s shoulders, at his arms, not even sure what his goal was there other than to get Richie closer, to get his attention, to show him how desperate he was. “Please fuck me, please.” He sounded pathetic begging like this, but that just made him harder. And it made Richie’s pupils even wider as he slid his fingers out of Eddie and pressed a kiss to his lips.

“Good boy,” he purred. Eddie moaned and arched into Richie’s touch, but he only gave Eddie one more kiss on his cheek before pulling back and covering his cock in lube. Eddie watched, entranced, as Richie’s hand moved smoothly over his cock, glistening and slick. Then Richie was gently spreading Eddie’s legs even further and pressing the head of his cock against Eddie’s hole.

“Yes,” Eddie whimpered brokenly, grasping at the sheets beneath him. “Richie, please.” Meeting his gaze, he said softly, “I need you.”

“I’ve got you,” Richie assured him in a voice that made Eddie feel like he was glowing. Richie took Eddie’s hand in his and entwined their fingers, using his other hand to guide his cock inside of Eddie, who gasped at the feeling. God, he couldn’t believe this was happening. He couldn’t believe his first time was going to be with his favorite person. He couldn’t believe he was finally getting exactly what he wanted. Love flooded through him, warm and perfect, somehow both soothing and electrifying as he watched Richie’s face. Eddie’s mouth dropped as Richie pressed into him, deeper and deeper and still fucking deeper, until finally Richie let out a low moan and Eddie felt absolutely breathless. The stretch was intense, and he held onto Richie tightly as he caught his breath. “Are you alright?” Richie asked. His voice was strained, but the care and concern in it was clear. “You don’t have to take all of it if it’s too much.”

Eddie wanted to laugh at the remark or roll his eyes, but with how breathless and dizzied by pleasure he already was, he had to admit Richie had a point. “Just need a minute,” he gasped. Richie ran a soothing hand over Eddie’s skin, helping him even out his breathing and relax. The feeling of Richie’s cock twitching in anticipation inside of him had him letting out little moans as he adjusted, getting more and more used to the feeling until he felt comfortable enough to tell Richie he could move. Richie kissed him before he did, his lips soft against Eddie’s, a reassuring weight. Eddie breathed in sharply as Richie pulled back, grabbing at Richie’s shoulders.

Richie immediately stopped. “You okay, baby?” he asked, caressing Eddie’s face.

Eddie wanted to melt. Richie was always touching him, always jokingly flirting with him, but this unabashed concern and, well, love had previously been reserved for dire situations, like panic attacks or injuries. Eddie couldn’t help the dopey smile that bloomed on his face as he tilted his chin up and kissed Richie. “I’m okay,” he said breathlessly. “It’s just a little different from my vibrator.” They both gave a shaky laugh as Richie nuzzled his nose against Eddie’s.

“Better, I hope?” he grinned.

“Can’t tell yet,” Eddie retorted. Another snarky comment was on the tip of his tongue when Richie pulled his hips further back, effectively sucking all the air—and attitude—from Eddie’s chest. And then Richie was pushing back in, and Eddie let out a moan he couldn’t have faked if he tried, relaxing back into the mattress as his eyes fell shut. It was the best thing he’d ever felt, pleasure and relief flooding through his body. They’d been building up this tension for years; Eddie had figured it would feel good to break it, but it really felt magical, like something had just clicked into place. Feeling Richie inside of him, rocking his hips carefully, feeling Richie twitch as he tried not to lose control had Eddie’s head reeling. Eddie’s eyes fluttered open, focusing on Richie above him, on how flushed his face was. When Richie met his eye, pressing in deep, Eddie let out a small, “Fuck.”

“Yeah? Does that feel good, sweetheart?”

Richie was smirking as he said it, but there was something else sparkling in his eyes. Something giddy and awed. Something that made Eddie sigh dreamily, “I love you.”

Richie’s eyes widened for a moment before he pressed his lips firmly against Eddie’s, his hands roaming over Eddie’s body like he couldn’t choose where to put them, where to touch him. “I love you so much,” he beamed, pressing a few more kisses to Eddie’s cheeks. Eddie giggled at the feeling, but then Richie’s hips moved just a little faster, pressing him in just a little deeper, and he was back to melting under Richie’s touch, clinging to him as he rocked his hips with Richie’s. “Fuck, you’re so amazing, baby, so fucking beautiful. You look so good like this, holy shit.”

Eddie smiled almost drunkenly at Richie’s ability to ramble even when blowing Eddie’s mind. “Feels so good,” he moaned, his voice breathy and just a little bit higher than normal. He wrapped his legs around Richie’s waist. “Please, Richie, please.”

“Fuck, baby, wanna make you feel like this all the fucking time,” Richie groaned as he picked up the pace. Eddie whined in pleasure at the change, and that just spurred Richie to go faster, harder, until he was well and truly fucking Eddie, both of them moaning with every thrust.

“Oh my god,” Eddie cried, “ohmygodohmygodhmygod, oh fuck, Richie, please.” It felt so amazing, Richie fucking into him like this, but he needed that little bit more. His cock was throbbing desperately, achingly hard; he needed to feel Richie’s hand on him. “Richie, please,” he whimpered, “please, please touch me. I need you, I need you so bad, please, Richie.” Eddie was pouting now, grabbing aimlessly at Richie, his legs still wrapped tight around him.

“Fuck, you’re so hard for me,” Richie marveled, his voice sweet and condescending as he wrapped his hand around Eddie’s cock. Eddie nearly screamed at the contact, his back arching off the bed. Richie laughed a little, which just made Eddie even harder. The way Richie spread his precome over his cock, twisting his wrist just so as he stroked him had that familiar tension coiling in his lower stomach. “Aw, does that feel good? You gonna come on my cock, kitten?”

“Fuck, yes!” Eddie screamed. He gripped at the sheets as Richie stroked him, his voice washing over Eddie, mixing with the pleasure of Richie’s touch, of his thrusts. “Yes, yes, yes, please let me come, please, please, please.”

“That’s a good boy,” Richie purred, and Eddie could feel himself tipping over the edge at the words, at how low and affected Richie’s voice was. He groaned out, “Come on my cock like a good boy, princess,” and pure pleasure crashed over Eddie like a wave. He arched his back and cried out as he came, his moans filling the room as he squirmed under Richie, grabbed at him, at the sheets. It was fucking ethereal. He felt somehow so in tune with his body and yet so detached, like he was floating. He was barely cognizant of what Richie was saying, but when he put the sounds together and realized Richie had just said, panting, “Fuck, baby, gonna come,” Eddie felt like a live wire again.

“In me,” he said urgently. His mind was still a little too scattered for full sentences, but he knew what he wanted. God, he felt like he needed it. Like he needed to feel that connected to Richie. “Richie, come inside me, please.”

Richie apparently didn’t need to be told twice; he let out a moaned, “Oh, fuck,” before burying his face in Eddie’s neck, his breathy moans like music in Eddie’s ear. And then, as Eddie was coming down from his own high, he felt the holiest thing in the world: Richie’s cock, twitching inside of him, then his warm come filling Eddie up. It was unreal, being this close to him. Richie clutching at him as he came. It was even better than the little fantasies Eddie occasionally allowed himself. Richie was here, in his arms, pressing kisses to his neck as he caught his breath. Eddie was stroking his hair and rubbing his back as Richie nuzzled into him. Richie’s skin pressed against his skin, his legs wrapped around Richie’s waist, then falling to his sides, but still pressed to him. Still keeping him close. There wasn’t a single thought in his head that wasn’t about Richie.

Richie pulled him from his dreamy haze with light kisses pressed up his jaw, then over his cheeks. Eddie giggled at the onslaught of affection, still reeling from how fucking hot and euphoric what they had just done together had been. But he happily accepted Richie’s kisses, his heart bursting, then racing as Richie pulled back to look in his eyes. “Holy, fuck,” Richie beamed, his face flushed and blue eyes hooded from the weight of his orgasm, even as they sparkled.

“I know,” Eddie said, returning Richie’s grin as he basked in the surreality of having Richie on top of him, his dorky yet charming smile framed by lips that were red and swollen because of Eddie. His glasses were knocked askew, and Eddie instinctively reached up to fix them. With a sense of wonder, he realized that his touch was allowed to linger this time. He ran his fingers down Richie’s cheekbones, over his jaw, cupped his cheeks. “I love you,” he said. The words spilled out over his lips like he couldn’t stand not to say them. And while it made his heart race a little to say it out loud now that the adrenaline and tension was all worked through, it felt even better this time when Richie’s face softened and he nuzzled his nose against Eddie’s.

“I love you so fucking much.” Richie’s voice rarely got that soft, that sincere; it felt like a blanket wrapping around Eddie. It felt safe, secure. It felt like a promise. And if there was anyone in the world Eddie knew he could trust, it was Richie. That feeling of everything coming together came back to Eddie as he lay there under Richie, their lips moving together, feeling light as a feather now that everything was finally out in the open.

#reddie #notsfw #reddie smut #reddie fic

[chocolate-parfait]

Okay, I just got myself a tumblr account to ask for this Ikémen Vampire scenario, because the world needs this. Can you do one where the MC questions Mozart about his song "Leck mich im Arsch" (Ger. for "Kiss my ass" (lit. Lick me in the ass). I just can't imagine IkéVamp Mozart composing something like this so please be creative and do something funny. The song really exists btw. Real Mozart was a savage.

Started off serious, became trashy insults somewhere in the middle

Mozart being asked about his song “Kiss my ass” - ikevamp scenario (TW; mature language)

Thoughts are in italic

Bold AND italic is just me highlighting something

"Ugh, it hasn't even been a week and Sebastian is already burying me with work!" You mentally whined as you stretched your arms over your head. "Collect the sheets, wash the dishes, polish the shoes and wash the tablecloths..." each chore you listed made one of your fingers go up, and as the count reached ten you let out a deep sigh. You weren't even nowhere to be finished. "...ain't mama raise no weak bitch. Better get done with this before Sebastian yeets me into oblivion", you quietly spoke to yourself before going back to your full time slavery.

A lonely figure in the long corridor, you walked slightly bent forward for both the heaviness of the basket you were carrying and the mental and physical tiredness of your untrained body. As you took a turn at the end of the hallway, the lone sound of your footsteps found a companion. A sweet melody, a familiar one you had heard as a child, drifted through the air and waltzed its way to your ears. About ten meters from you there was the music room; you remembered it from Sebastian's tour of the house, but mostly because of the ever-so-friendly white haired composer that threatened you to stay kilometers away from him unless you wanted to be smacked to outer space. You had every intention of listening to him and avoiding any type of unnecessary contact with the man, but right now an irresistible curiosity pushed your feet to the prohibited door.

Was he composing something? Would he let you listen to one piece of his or play a modern-time song if you begged hard enough? somebody come git her she's dancing like a stripper If getting on your knees and throwing the last ounce of dignity you still had out of the window meant getting to witness Mozart's genius with your own two eyes --an impassable opportunity, too taunting to be ignored-- then someone better had to open up their purse and buy you some protective knee pads, 'cause ya girl was ready to crawl all around the mansion to get that P iano performance.

Inhaling some well needed air to get oxygen to your already malfunctioning brain in preparation of what was to come, you left the heavy basket full of dirty laundry and responsibilities behind and gently pushed the door open while peeking in with your head through the opening. As soon as he felt a pair of eyes on his back, Mozart abruptly stopped his magical fingers to turn to you, face contorted in an annoyed grimace.

Mozart: what.

MC: I- uh- uhm,,,, uhhhh- I... um

"Great job, chicken brain. The hero I absolutely didn't need right now"

Mozart: "I- uh- uhm,,,, uhhhh- I... um"...? I understand 15 languages and troglodyte isn't one of them. If you have nothing to say then leave.

MC: wait I-

Mozart: you didn't even knock. Are you really that impolite or did you grow up in a cave or something?

It hadn't even been 30 seconds and you had already been owned so hard not even a burnt Thanksgiving turkey could compare to this level of roasting, but there was no way in hell you were going to give up just for some edgy frail-looking man spouting some insults at you. You could probably smash him to the ground if you wanted, maybe... actually it would probably end with him snapping your neck like a twig, but at least the will to punch him was there.

You were ready to talk back with a savage comeback of your own, but before your mind could send the input to your mouth, his curt tone cut you off.

Mozart: Staring at people is a normal thing for future people? Makes me pity mankind. Get out.

...as kind as ever, the pianist! Kinda makes you want to kick him in the shins but you kept that thought to yourself.

As you were about to leave, two pair of footsteps got nearer to you from the corridor. Turning your head to the side you saw the clown duo making its way to the room, and you knew they were the ones who could provide you with the perfect chance to either succeed in your intent or bring you to a violent death.

Arthur: Oh my, what's happening in here? Is our wolfie making a move on our lovely MC before I can ask her out on a date myself?

Dazai: Good evening, Toshiko-san! Is something the matter?

And if this was your only opportunity, then you were going to use all your cards from the beginning. Mustering the best puppy eyes you could manage, you turned to the couple, and with a slightly whiny tone that resembled a half plea for help, you said:

MC: Ah, Arthur, Dazai-san! I just wanted to ask Mozart if I could listen to him playing the piano but he did nothing but be mean to me the whole time! I didn't even speak a word and he's already told me to leave twice~

Mozart: Which you didn't. So now I'm telling you a third time, leck mich. (=bug off)

Catching your subtle hint and feeling in the right mood to mess with the other fellow vampire, they decided to fan the flames of his annoyance by bringing in the discussion that one thing they knew he abhorred talking about.

Arthur: "Leck mich"? Why, Wolfie, you surprise me! You really haven't changed from your youth days, haven't you? My dear MC, did you know that the genius pianist here wrote a song called "Leck mich im Arsch"? A song about licking bums!

Dazai: Buttholes!

Arthur: Arseholes!

Dazai: Bungholes!

This was NOT the type of conversation you would've expected to have in a house full of historically important figures of such caliber, and foremost you were so close to bursting into a raging fit of laughter that only the scary aura of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was preventing you to do so. Despite the amusement you were worried the vein on his temple would explode and show you something you did not sign up for.

Mozart: Haven't I already told you not to bring that up?

Dazai: My, what a chilling smile, Wolfie-kun! Keep that up and you'll scare all the ladies away~

MC: pft——— what ladies?

Mozart: What are you laughing about, dumbass

Arthur: Woah, woah, woah! That's not the proper way to speak to a lady, Mozie! Bad wolf, bad!

Mozart: Did you take me for a dog, you four eyed caveman?

The more the snow white haired man was filled with rage, the more the situation escalated into something even more ridiculous , so much that in the midst of it you didn't even mind the recent insult.

But something was nagging you at the back of your mind. Why did someone as much as a clean freak as him write a song about licking ass? Though you realized Arthur probably gave you the literal translation just to be more direct about his bullying, you guessed it still was something pretty vulgar for someone like him. although you had to admit that the gracious idea you had of him crumbled away the second he opened his mouth

MC: I would've never expected someone like you to write such a song...

Mozart: What are you talking about?

MC: Uhm, you know, you're pretty neat, you don't let anyone touch your piano because of their 'filthy hands'... a piece about butts is a bit...

Mozart: I was still young at the time. My humor used to be different from now, people change in the span of 100 years, you know?

Arthur: Sense of humor? I wasn't aware you had one!

Mozart: Ahahah, so very funny, you stupid tratschtante (=gossip aunt)

Dazai: Maa maa (=now, now ; ara ara maa maa), I don't think the song is that out of character. After all, "licking butts" still has the idea of cleaning something, doesn't it?

Everyone: ...

Arthur: ...That was a bit too much

MC: Yeah, it was.

Mozart: Disgusting. This is why I dont like you people

MC: Wait, so can I listen to-

Mozart: Scram. All of you.

#my writing #answered #ikemen vampire #ikevamp scenarios #ikevamp headcanons #ikevamp imagines #ikevamp mozart #Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

[amoosewritesfanfic]

[+18]

Mutual masturbation

[Rumi Usagiyama x Fem!Reader]

[Warnings: dirty talk, mutual masturbation, phone sex, you taking Rumi's strap bro I dont make the rules.]

[I don't own any of the characters or art work, all credit goes to the original creators. The story is mine tho]

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"Ah baby carrot you're doing so well for me~ Keep rubbing that pretty little pussy for me yeah?~" Rumi's voice was low, husky almost and with earphones on you could hear it so damn well. Right now you had your laptop open in front of you, legs spread and your fingers rubbing on your sweet spot as your free hand gripped the bedsheets beneath you. You were on a video call with your girlfriend Rumi, more well known as the number five hero Miruko. She told you that even though she was at work she was able to sneak off to get some time to tease you or at least watch you masturbate for her, the reason being she hasn't been at home.

Hero duties have become increasingly harsh lately and well you missed your rabbit girlfriend. "Ah, baby carrot ya gotta rub that clit a little more before you can slide your fingers in that pretty little hole..." once again her voice was low and it sent shivers throughout your body. "Ah... I know, but please... please Rumi... I want it in so badly." You whined, your eyes were basically glazed over with pure and utter lust for her. "What do you want baby carrot?" Your fingers caressed your clit making your hips buck. A sharp inhale coming from the rabbit soon after seeing your face twist in pleasure.

"I-I want to cum please~ please please I want it so badly~" you begged the rabbit hero. "Ya wanna feel yer' fingers pumping in and out of that slutty little pussy? Edging ya on till ya cum nice 'n hard all over those pretty fingers of yours?" Her words made you shiver and nod furiously, gods you wanted it. You wanted to feel something filling your pussy. "Then go for it~ c'mon show me how slutty you can be~" her words edged you on at this point your middle finger and index finger slid inside you, pumping in and out of your soaked hole. "Ah fuck look at that, the way yer' juices glisten on those cute fingers of yours, I can't wait to get home and eat that pussy out~ fuck I might even fuck ya." There was a pause as you mewled the rabbits name, hips lifting slightly and pressing more into your hand causing some friction between your palm and clit which edged you on more.

"That's what ya want right? Do ya want me to fuck ya? Fuck ya nice and good with my big fat cock?" Her words were driving your body insane, you wanted it, you wanted to be fucked by Rumi over and over until you couldn't think straight as usual. So all you could do was nod vigorously. "Ah fuck baby, if ya don't say it I won't do it~" she hummed happily licking her lips. "Please. Fuck please, I want it... i want to be fucked by your big fat cock until I can't think straight please?~" the way you pleaded had the rabbit feel far more excited than expected. "Fuck you make it hard to say no baby~" she hummed. "By the way, ya still haven't noticed that I'm in the apartment baby." As she said that the door flew open almost making you jump but there she was.

The rabbit hero dressed up in her hero uniform, but what was this? She had on your favorite black strap that imitated a normal cock, it was about ten inches long and rather girthy. Rumi loved this one too because she loved watching your expression as she slowly slid it inside you and not to mention that it pleased her too so you both had some good sexual experiences. "Yer such a good girl for me ya know that?~" Rumi teased as she pulled off her gloves and moved the laptop aside before settling between your legs, giving you a deep kiss.

"Why...? Why didn't you tell me you were home...?" You whimpered quietly against your lovers lips making her chuckle. "I wanted to give ya a nice surprise baby~ did ya like it?" Her fingers threaded through your hair as she placed soft kisses on your forehead. You nodded slowly. "Next time tell me, I wanna dress up..." you said with somewhat of a pout making her chuckle, her lips giving yours a soft kiss before pulling back. "Of course baby carrot~" she said, pulling you to lay on your back, putting your legs over her shoulders. The tip of the fake cock rubbing against your pussy lips making you whimper quietly. "But as an apology, I'll fuck ya till ya can't think straight~ just like I promised~" Rumi hummed before slowly sliding herself in by inch into your sweet pussy making you moan, hands gripping tight onto the bedding. "Ya know what I like 'bout this cock? I can feel ya pussy squeezing on it like crazy~ did'ya miss it that much baby carrot?" She asked giving your leg a soft kiss.

"Y-yes..." you answered in a breathy moan, the cock was about half way now your legs already trembling a little from how filling it was and gods Rumi was happy, the way your face contorted into pleasure and those desperate whimpers falling from your lips had Rumi riled up. The rabbit leaned down slowly and captured your lips in a deep kiss, her tongue running along your bottom lip making you instantly part your lips allowing her to slither her tongue inside. At that moment too she gave one last thrust shoving in the last five inches of the cock making you yelp out against her mouth.

"Ah fuck baby... that expression always turns me on..." Rumi mumbled against your lips. "I couldn't help myself at all." At this point your legs were trembling even more and you felt like you were about to cum and Rumi felt it. "Ya gonna come just from me shoving my cock inside ya?" She teased and you managed to shake your head letting out somewhat of a breathy moan. "Don't lie baby carrot~ I know ya wanted to cum nice 'n hard around my big fat cock~" she teased nudging your head to the side so she could kiss your cheek. "I-I did... please lemme cum.." you breathed out heavily. "I can never say no to you bunny~" she hummed giving you one last kiss before her hips started moving.

The pace started off slow and sensual, slowly picking up pace. Slowly the sound of skin smacking against skin filled the room. "S-shit..~" even you couldn't hold back with how harsh the rabbits thrusting was becoming it was driving you crazy, especially with how it hit all your sweet spots. "Shit baby... look at ya, yer so pretty taking my cock like that~" Rumi huffed out. The pace was becoming rough but pleasurable, your moans along with the skin slapping against skin was also becoming louder. "G-goood~ fuck... you're gonna make m-me ah~ cum~" you couldn't really talk with out letting out breathy moans. "Ya gonna cum? Ya gonna cum... shit... nice 'n hard for me?" She was edging you on  getting you to reach your orgasm.

You nodded vigorously, whimpers and moans escaping your lips. "Careful bunny, the neighbors might complain if yer' too loud again~" Rumi teased a little, but with little restraint she moved her hips faster, still continously hitting your sweet spot. You definitely couldn't hold back that whiney moan. "I-i can't... help-... fuck... it, you're fuckin' me so good.. ah!" Just as you finished the sentence you let out a loud mewl from that thrust Rumi gave, your pussy walls tightening around the cock that was relentlessly moving in and out of you. "Horny baby carrot~ cum all over my cock...~" her voice faltered a bit, but she didn't stop not until you started cumming.

Your back arching as your love juices squirted put all over her cock, legs trembling and breathy moans escaping your lips as your eyes screwed shut. Rumi took in every inch of you, from that expression to how your knuckles had gone white from gripping on to the bed sheets. "Ah fuck look at ya~ so pretty even when ya cum~" she hummed letting ride your high, she even moved her hips in a slow sensual pace for you. "I ain't done with ya bunny, I'm gonna fuck ya after dinner cause I'm starving, so don't think this is all yer getting tonight~" she said.

You nodded slowly as she pulled out pressing soft kisses to your temple. She definitely wasn't lying when she said that she wasn't done with you. By morning when you had woken up you were sore and covered in a plethora of bite marks and your hips were very much sore. Not that you really complained it was always good when Rumi went wild like this.

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Shopping Trip HC- Kirishima x Reader

@fxndxmxnxce​!:Hi! i just saw your blog but you already look so good😍 could i get a request where kirishima and his s/o go out to get groceries for cook dinner for their classmates? they goof off; riding around in carts, taking random samples of food, and even recite vines while they look for ingredients🥺 just a lot of tooth rotting fluff because why not :D bonus todoroki gives them endeavor’s card (in which he stole) to let them pay for the stuff tonight LMAOO thanks i love you🥰🥰🥰

ACK MY FIRST REQUEST THANK UUU! I love getting requests ngl :) I made this into a HC hope you dont mind!

Kirishima x reader

Genre: OVER LOAD of Fluff

Word Count:

Warnings: Choatic Energy throughout

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It was the week before exams and everyone was beginning to cram big time

Everyone was in the common room, every surface covered in textbooks and notes from the semester

Izuku, Ochaco, Iida, Froppy, Ojiro, and Toru  were on the training grounds practicing for the practical exams- Todoroki was studying on the couch

Momo was giving all of Bakusquad (including you) a huge study session that made all of your heads hurt (minus Bakugo- he wouldnt be caught dead studying with a bunch of ‘idiots’)

All of you were exhausted- you had been going at this since 9 in the morning at it was already close to dinner time

Kirishima had his head resting in your lap, you playing with his fire red hair as Momo rambled about Geometry, while Kaminari and Sero tried desperately to take notes as fast as Momo talked 

Mina had given up an hour ago and was now standing in front of the fridge

“Ughhhhh”, she whined, “we have no fooooooood.” 

“Cmon Mina we got like a hour to dinner you can wait!” Kaminari said while writing like his life depended on it (which it kinda did- he was borderline passing his classes as it was- if he failed these exams he was screwed)

“Oh be quiet Kaminari your the one who eats all the food half the time!” Mina yelled frustrated

When Mina’s hangry- she is HANGRY

“Dont blame this on me- my quirk isnt the one that depends on eating to work!”

“If your trying to imply Im the one who ate all the food then you are completely wrong!” Momo spat out at Kaminari, kinda looking hurt

“Can you all keep it down-Im trying to read,” Todoroki interjected calmly, not even looking up from his book

To be honest, all of you forgot Todorki was even in the room, so it kind of threw you all off

“Hey-why dont me and y/n just go pick up some food! The market’s not too far away” Kirishima sat up, his hair in odd angles from you combing it with your fingers

You knew what he was doing- he had zoned out too, and he just wanted a way to leave the study session, but he was too polite to actually leave it (for Momo’s sake- she got way too excited over study sessions)

You yawned, stretching from sitting for so long- “thatd be nice, Id like to stretch my legs a little.”

Kaminari shrugged, “Sure why not- not like were going anywhere, mind as well get some snacks-”

You started making a list of everything everybody wanted and it was long- Kaminari and Sero were shouting out everything fattening, from Takis to Twinkies to 2 liter sodas, Mina yelled she wanted a bunch of sweets like Pocky, Momo was a little healthier but she wanted more expensive things like sushi, and Kirishima wasnt helping since he wanted to buy everything for everybody

You two started adding up stuff in your head and you knew for sure there was no way you could pay for all this, even if everyone chipped in

You gave Kirishima a look, letting him know that this wasn't going to work- somebody had to help you two out or ask for a little less

He knew you hated to let your friends down, so he smiled, letting you know he had it under control

“Uh, guys, we cant get so much food- this is way too much and we cant buy all this- can we maybe take something off the list?” kirishima asked as Kaminari and Mina began to whine

To your surprise, Todoroki walked over and handed you something. You looked down at it seeing it was a credit card.

You gasped slightly- “No Todoroki we cant take this this is yours-”

“I dont care what you do with it or how much you charge on it,” he said calmly, “as long as it makes you all quiet.”

“Of course- thanks man, we owe you one!” Kirishima smiled, grabbing your hand, pulling you up and shuffling you out the door

“Well you were desperate to leave, huh Kiri?” you kidded as you cuddled closer to him as you both walked to the store

“Anything to spend some alone time with you princess,” he smiled, kissing the top of your head, “Also.... I think my head was starting to hurt from listening to Momo- what even is a Pythagorean theoreom?!”

Oh Kiri you poor baby

You both get to the supermarket and the cute lovey dovey Kirishima disappears

He instantly gets super excited because FOOD

And carts

“Cmon y/n they have kiddie carts!”

“Kirishima no those are for kids!” you laugh, taking the cart from him gently

“Ahhh cmon babe please!!!”

You kiss him on the cheeck- “No Kiri sorry!” (he pouts tho)

You get one of the normal carts and he instantly stands on the back and holds on to the wired basket, forcing you to push him around

You shake your head, smiling, because he looks so cute just standing there having the time of his life as you push him around

“A Thousand Miles” comes over the speakers and you both look at each other with the most shocked but happy faces ever

-30 seconds later-

Your now on the back, Kirishima is pushing your around like a maniac, has knocked you into 3 stands of food already, but you dont care because your both laughing trying to sing the lyrics

“IF I COULD FALL INTO THE SKY” Kirishima practically shouts, holding a can of whip cream like a microphone

“DO YOU THINK TIME COULD PASS ME BY!” you sing after

“BECAUSE I WOULD WALK A THOUSAND MILES JUST TO SEE YOU!” you both shout out, getting some dirty looks from a pair of old ladies at the meat section (which you could care less about)

You both look at each other and just start busting up, Kirishima taking you to the next aisle

You get to the candy section, where Kirishima is still laughing over the old ladies’ glares at you two

You kinda calmed down, going back to the task at hand, picking out all the candies Mina had asked you to get her

He then sees a bag of Life Savers

PLS TELL ME SOMEBODY REMEBERS THIS VINE

“Hey y/n-” he taps your shoulder, giggles barely being contained from him

You turn around, a grinning Kiri holding a bag of Life Savers

“Le-fes Sa-ve-airs”

You roll your eyes, giggling, “Oh my gosh Please Kiri no more vines!”

“Oh calm on vines are so awesome!” he exclaims, putting the bag of candy back in its original space

“Yes but I think we’ve annoyed enough people with our vine references”

“Only two old ladies!”

“Two old ladies that will probably get us kicked out” you laughed, giving him a kiss

“Lets just get the food so we can go back to the dorms- Im getting kind of hungry seeing all this food…”

“Wait, youre hungry?!?” he asks super concerned

“Just a little,” you shrug off, “its no big deal-”

“WAIT HERE” Kirishima practically yells, seemingly not hearing what you said and runs off

You shake your head, knowing your boyfriend too well- he could get impulsive sometimes

You got all the food and was waiting in the checkout line when you spotted Kirishima trying to balance a bunch of small, clear cups in his hands

“Are those--- samples?!” you asked, shocked that he went around the WHOLE store getting all those samples

“Yep!” he says super proud, happy he was helping his girlfriend

“Oh my gosh Kiri I love you, you know that, right?” you exclaim happily, your stomach growling as you began to eat out of one of the cups

KIRISHIMA.exe is BrOkEn

If he knew food would get you so happy he would have brought you WAY more food A LOOOOOOONG time ago

You got to the check out and the price- was- ALOT

You gulped, hoping the rumors of Todoroki being extremely rich were true

And thank the gods they were because you were able to pay for the food no problem

Then you realized- you had 10 bags full of food you had to lug back to the dorms

And it was close to a 15 minute walk

You started picking up bags, already feeling the weight of them after 3

“I got them, don't worry babe!” Kirishima gingerly took the bags from your hands and began to strap them across his arm

‘Wait Kiri no theres alot you can't hold all-”

Kirishima put a kiss on your cheek, instantly making your cheeks warm

“Its okay I can carry them!” He smiled, making your insides all fuzzy

How did you get such a cute boyfriend?

“At least let me hold 2!”

You literally had to claw two bags away from him because he refused to let you hold any because it wasnt “manly” for his girlfriend to have to hold a bunch of heavy bags by herself

The walk back was a breeze, Kirishima seemingly unbothered by the weight and you two both  enjoyed the sunset coming down against the mountains

When you finally got back, all your classmates were there, everyone in their pajamas and on the floor

All the notes and books had been replaced by pillows and blankets and everyone was in their lounge or sleep wear

“Oh hey ya two love birds, you got the food!” Kaminari yelled out happily, wearing pajamas with lightning bolts on them

“Hey Pikachu,” you laughed, “and yes, we got your food,” throwing him a bag of chips (which he devoured instantly like an animal)

“Why is everyone in their pajamas?” Kirishima asked, putting the bags on the kitchen counter

Mina came over and hugged you, so happy you got her snacks as Uraraka made a pillow float in the air

“We all decided were going to hang out and build a huge pillow fort and have a sleepover!” Uraraka exclaimed excitedly, Froppy and Momo helping her place the pillows inside the fort

“Awesome!” Kirishima shouted excitedly, “Cmon, y/n, lets go get changed!” 

He grabbed your hand, Kaminari and Sero making whistle sounds at you two as Kirishima pulled you up stairs

You shook your head, a blush coming on your cheeks

“When did they get so interested in us?” you asked, your face turning red from those dumb whistles

“Dont worry about them babe,” Kirishima said soflty, “their just jealous that i have somebody as amazing as you.”

                                                             BONUS

“So,” Ochaco asked, snacking on a cookie, “how were able to pay for all this food?!”

“Yeah, you guys must have spent a fortune,” Tsuyu added

“It was Todoroki,” you explained, “he was nice enough to let us pay for it on his credit card- again Todoroki, thank you for letting us pay for all this!”

Kirishima agreed, his hand wrapped around your waist, “We totally owe you a favor- if you ever need anything, come to us!”

Todoroki nodded in thanks

“Your all welcome”, he replied calmly, “but that credit card wasnt mine-”

“It was my father’s.”

You instantly choke on the soda you were sipping on, Kirishima patting your back to keep you from choking

“Wait-” you gasped out, “We SPENT 500 DOLLARS OF FOOD ON ENDEAVOR’S-PERSONAL-CREDIT CARD?!”

“WHY WOULD EVEN GIVE US THAT CARD IF IT WASN'T EVEN YOURS MAN?!” Kirishima shouts, fear evident in his voice

To say the least, the night just got 10 times more stressful as you and Kirishima were terrified that the #1 Hero was going to come and rip you to shreds for using his money to buy snacks

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Bam! Im gonna hit you with more various Honoka hcs.

⁃ So when Noka was a baby, neither her dad or Shirou knew what the hell to do with her wings.

⁃ Her first word was "Siro" which was exposed to be "Shirou"

⁃ She would fly around and their dad would make Shirou chase her down.

⁃ When Shirou and Noka were taken in by their uncle, he just slept and let her do whatever.

⁃ Their uncle, also known as Eraserhead, was a very kind guardian

⁃ He went to each of Shirou's ballet concerts, and did Noka's hair for picture day

⁃ If you looked through his search history it would be filled with "how to do a braid for beginners"

⁃ Aizawa bought Noka various art supplies and bought Shirou new shoes whenever they needed them

⁃ Didnt want them to become heroes

⁃ Cause he didnt want to see the two children he practically raised to be hurt

⁃ But because of their ties to All for One, the government forced both of them to become heros to "prove" that they had severed their bonds with All for One

⁃ Shirou's dream was to become a professional dancer and Noka's was to become a professional artist

⁃ And Aizawa was not happy that the two lights in his life were torn from their dreams

⁃ And so Shirou got accepted into the hero program, in class 1-A

⁃ He chose the hero name Shifter

⁃ Cause he could shift into any organic form

⁃ When he got 3rd place at the sports festival, Noka ran around her uncle's apartment screaming with joy

⁃ Noka is literally his biggest fan

⁃ Noka's first friend was a small purple haired boy name Hitoshi Shinsou

⁃ So naturally, she called him Toshi

⁃ And she refused to call him anything else all throughout middle and high school

⁃ Shinsou and Noka have sleepovers all the time and you can't tell me otherwise

⁃ When people would tell Shinsou that his quirk was villainous, Noka would always speak up cause she knew Shinsou wouldnt contradict them

⁃ Noka is always like that

⁃ Speaking up for others and herself. And her smart mouth tends to get her in trouble

⁃ Shinsou would fuss over Noka's wings. Like if they were dirty or a few feathers were out of place, Shinsou would sit her down and fix her wings.

⁃ "Toshi, your inner mom is showing"

⁃ "Its not my fault you cant take proper care of your wings"

⁃ When she told Shinsou about her acceptance into U.A's med course, he couldn't have been prouder

⁃ Noka is actually the one who encouraged Shinsou to train with her uncle.

⁃ But before that lets talk about Noka's time at U.A. so far

⁃ She was first introduced to class 1-A during the first combat training

⁃ Healed everyone who got very minor injuries

⁃ At the USJ attack, Shigiraki deteriorated part of Noka's hip. But her extremely enhanced natural healing abilities stopped the deterioration

⁃ So she has this big ass scar on the back side of her left hip

⁃ She wanted to absolutely murder Shigiraki for letting the Nomu loose on her uncle

⁃ But she doesnt have any damaging fire power

⁃ So she just tried to heal her uncle's wounds the best she could

⁃ Nearly gets herself killed many times with her smart assery

⁃ And gives everyone around her a heart attack in the process

⁃ During the sports festival, she helped RG heal all the students

⁃ Reprimanded Deku for overusing OfA

⁃ Oh yeah, she learned about AfO and OfA from her time with All for One

⁃ Is kind of like to Deku like Recovery Girl is to All Might

⁃ So fast foward to the internships

⁃ She interns with another oc of mine, Snow

⁃ Who is a healer but with incredible attack powers

⁃ Coincidentally, Noka was patrolling Hosu when the nomus hit

⁃ She recieved Deku's distress signal and ran to the scene

⁃ She didnt attack the hero killer, but ran to help Native and made sure he didnt bleed out

⁃ The hero killer didnt bat a single eye at her, deeming her not a threat

⁃ In the end, she didnt harm Stain so her hero guardian? didnt have to take any blame for her actions

⁃ Noka however did get nearly ripped in half by a nomu, so she had to stay in the hospital with Todo and Deku

⁃ So— Summer training arc

⁃ She just looked at her class and said "fuck this" and flew over the whole forest

⁃ She actually beat the wild wild pussycats back to the camp

⁃ She got to know Kota, telling him how she never wanted to become a hero

⁃ Kota may or may not have developed a kiddie crush on her 😳

⁃ But anyways, when everyone else saw her all nice and refreshed, needless to say they were upset

⁃ Some more than others

⁃ *remembers Bakugou nearly blowing off Noka's face because she cheated*

⁃ Aizawa just smirking at his niece cause shes so much like her mother

⁃ "DAMMIT TAKAHASHI. YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE YOU CHEATER"

⁃ "They said to use our quirks. Its not my fault your quirk is too grounded"

⁃ "WHAT— YOU WANNA FIGHT—"

⁃ "No I wanna eat, goodbye—"

⁃ Focuses on her attack and the healing capabilities of her quirk

⁃ Let me set the scene

⁃ At the beginning of UA, our Noka could barely heal up a small cut

⁃ But now, she can close up major wound with little to no effort

⁃ P r o g r e s s people

⁃ N e ways

⁃ So when they do the haunted quirk thingy

⁃ Hairi and Noka are paired up, to their delight

⁃ But they aren't able to go into the forest before the attack happens

⁃ Apparently, the league came for Bakugou and Noka

⁃ Cause the "master" wanted his first nomu to return to him

⁃ But all Deku knew was "they are after Kacchan and the master's first Nomu"

⁃ Nobody knew who the first nomu was except for Noka

⁃ See, AfO took and gave Noka various quirks, eventually ending up with her current quirk(s)

⁃ Eventually, Noka is cornered by Dabi

⁃ His fire power vastly out matches hers

⁃ But she puts up one hell of a fight

⁃ And Kurogiri took her before she woke up and fought back even more

⁃ So everyone was panicking when they couldnt find Noka

⁃ Aizawa was panicking them most

⁃ His precious niece was missing, no, taken by the league

⁃ The students had never seen their teacher so frazzled

⁃ The thing that broke Aizawa more was the look on Shirou's face when he told him that his baby sister was missing

⁃ His precious baby sister

⁃ His whole world

⁃ Shirou didnt go out of his room for days

⁃ He was there when they were to save Bakugou and Noka

⁃ All Might fought AfO, and won

⁃ But there was no sign of Noka

⁃ Shirou nearly tackled Bakugou, demanding, no, more like pleading for him to tell him where she was

⁃ Bakugou merely said "She's gone, and I dont know where she went"

⁃ The whole class was in a panic

⁃ Where was Noka? Was she hurt? Was she scared? Was she in danger?

⁃ And the question that hung on everyone's mind the most was

⁃ Is she alive?

⁃ The emptiness of Noka's desk was deafening

⁃ Their smart ass classmate was nowhere to be found

⁃ And they all felt guilty

⁃ But none more than Bakugou

⁃ For he was the last to see her alive so to speak

⁃ And her last words to him were "Forget about me ya big oaf, you hear me? I don't want you sulking, or I'll personally beat your ass."

⁃ Forget about her? How could he do that?

⁃ Noka was the only person who didn't put up with his bullshit

⁃ From day one she put him in his place

⁃ And honestly shes the closest thing to a sister he has

⁃ During the hero license exam, all of class 1-A decided that Noka would be really upset if they all sulked and failed their exams

⁃ But the fact that only Todoroki and Bakugou failed would make her fall into hysterics

⁃ When class 1-A met the big three, Mirio told them that Noka was strong and stubborn to a fault, so they shouldnt worry about things that arent in their control

⁃ To which they asked how he knew her

⁃ Apparently Shirou, Amajiki, and Mirio have all been friends since elementary school

⁃ So Amajiki and Mirio had been there a lot for many crucial parts of Noka's childhood

⁃ When the work studies started, Deku went on patrol with Mirio and Shirou, AKA Lemillion and Shifter

⁃ Shirou couldnt help but feel so much guilt crushing him when Eri jumped out of Deku's arms

⁃ Cause Eri reminded him of his little sister

⁃ Speaking of little sister

⁃ For the last 2 months, Noka had been experimented on by Kai Chisaki

⁃ In the mean time trying to protect Eri and building a loving friendship with the young girl

⁃ But ive alreadly talked about this part

⁃ So skipping to when they save her

⁃ It was a total shock for them

⁃ To see this wingless, pale, frail, bandage wrapped girl

⁃ And even more so when she spoke

⁃ Not having that bite that their Noka had

⁃ But a softer, more broken voice replaced her normally boisterous and confident voice

⁃ In the big battle agains Chisaki, Noka got slammed against a wall

⁃ Which in normal circumstances would be fine, but with her body in such a week state it immediately cracked her ribs and spine

⁃ Ochako helped get her friend to the ambulance as quick as she could

⁃ Shirou saw a fluff of pale pink hair out of the corner of his eye

⁃ He immediately turned to run towards the medical stretcher, but was stopped

⁃ He kicked and screamed something along the lines of "THATS MY BABY SISTER. PLEASE LET ME SEE HER"

⁃ In the most broken voice you would ever hear

⁃ In the hospital, after Sir. Nighteye had passed, Deku, Kirishima, Amajiki, Shirou, Ochako, Tsu and Aizawa were all waiting anxiously for Noka's surgery

⁃ When all of a sudden the door explodes open and the nurses and doctors are shoved out by an invisible force of heat

⁃ Noka was using her ability to set herself aflame and be healed in the ashes

⁃ But no one knew wtf was going on cause she learned the trick at the Hassaiki hideout

⁃ So p a n i k

⁃ But after the doctors confirmed her stablility, they all went back to school

⁃ The whole class bursted into tears when they told them about Noka

⁃ Jirou, Kaminari, Momo and Mina all being the most emotionally impacted

⁃ Bakugou was almost crying witb relief but he disnt show jt

⁃ They weren't allowed to see Noka for a whole month

⁃ Only family were allowed

⁃ She was hard at work recovering and going through therapy and they didnt want to disturb her

⁃ But when they (Kirishima, Deku, Ochako, and Tsu) did visit, they were shocked

⁃ There was this soft spoken, trembling, woman, and this was after a month of intense therapy

⁃ They hadnt event started physcial therapy yet, they wanted to get her tk the point she could be around others without going into a panic mode

⁃ Thus she needs the wheelchair

I have a bunch more random hcs but this is so long anyways. Im so sorry >_<

~Blurb~

It’s fine anon but seriously you gotta start posting!

#anime #fanfiction #anime x reader #bsd fandom #bsd fanfic #bts #kpop #kpop fluff #btsxreader #haikyuu x reader

[goodesgoodies]

Home Away From Home-Chapter 1 (Gigi x Crystal)

Hey guys, this is my first fanfic hope you enjoy! It’s about Gigi who had just moved from L.A to small town Missouri turns out she has a little crush on the girl across the street. But the girls heart might belong elsewhere. Might do a chapter two!

CRYSTAL

"Crystal! Come here please!" Mrs. Methyd called from the kitchen. Crystal sat up and got out of bed with a groan, and skipped her way down the stairs entering the kitchen.

"Yes mom?" Crystal said politely despite being slightly annoyed after being disrupted "We have some new neighbors that just moved in across the street! I heard they have a daughter just a year younger than you. Why don’t you go welcome her and find out if she’s going MSS (Massori Secondary-School)" "Uhm, okay" But before doing so Crystal went up the stairs looking to get changed out of her pajamas but still not really caring much about what she looked like while throwing on some sweats and a t-shirt.

Crystal slowly made her way across the road taking her time, and then making her way up the driveway passing two cars one was a fancy sports car she would’ve never been able to guess and the other was a BMW and then rang the doorbell. As she waited at the door she got a text from her friend Heidi and decided to wait to respond she then heard footsteps approach the door but she wasn’t expecting that when the door opened it would reveal a beautiful girl she began to examine the girl and caught sight of her she was tall with defined cheek bones, ice blue eyes, and golden blonde hair. Crystal was star struck and felt as though she should’ve prepared herself better instead of her grey sweats when she realized the girl’s beautiful sundress. "Uh.. my names Gigi, I just moved here" the girl stated. Then Crystal snapped back into reality "Oh, I’m Crystal! I uh live across the street" she said extending her arm out to shake the beautiful girls hand, and Gigi did the same. "I wanted to come and welcome you to the neighborhood, so welcome!" "Thank you very much" Gigi then said "Uhm.. would you like to come in?" She continued "I’d love to!" Crystal says a little too eagerly being thrilled due to how gorgeous Gigi is.

After briefly exploring Gigi’s house they run into her dad "...Hi dad" Gigi says "Hm? Oh hello Genevieve" he said politely but it felt strangely cold "Hello! I’m Crystal" Crystal began to introduce herself "Hello, I’m Mr. Goode" Crystal took a mental note of that 'Gigi Goode' they then made their was up to Gigi’s room where there are still a few boxes scattered around the room. It was a light purple that was decorated my posters and in the center a white bed complimented with black and grey bedding "Your room is very cute!" Crystal says while still scanning the room still and noticing a pride flag hanging out of a still packed box. Crystal was surprised at the sight because she pictured Gigi being a jock dating cheerleader time by her house and the way she dressed but she wasn’t complaining the only other two lesbians she know are Jackie and Jan and she’s pretty sure they’re into each other "Thank you!" Gigi said grinning. Crystal went to the box and picked up the flag as Gigi beganto look stressed "Oh sorry I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, shouldn’t have touched your stuff" she chucked nervously "No, don’t worry" Gigi giggled "So are you going to 'MSS'?" Crystal asked "Yes, is that where you go?" "Yeah!" Crystal spoke thrilled. *bing* a noise came from Crystals back pocket, then reached to her phone.

Mom

Hey! Dinners ready!

Crystal

Okay! On my way Mom

"Hey, I gotta go. Will you be at school tomorrow?" Crystal asked the girl she found herself lusting after "Yep!" She replied "Well.. I could drive you to school if you want?" Crystal sheepishly asked "That would be great! I’ll see you tomorrow!" But before Crystal could leave Gigi grabbed her arm and a pen and wrote down her number Crystal said nothing but indicating she’d text her with a small wink.

She then went home and greet her mother and father then sat down to eat dinner with them "So was the girl nice?" Her mother asked while continuing to eat her enchiladas "Yeah she’s really nice!" Crystal then spaced out at the thought of Gigi, her mother picked up on it "Is she cute?" Her mom asked causing Crystal to blush. Crystals parents were very supportive of her being gay but they didn’t talk about it much "Uh.. I-I dont know" her mom laughed at her and then after diner Crystal went back up to her room and called Heidi "Hey! Sorry I didn’t answer your text my mom wanted me to welcome my new neighbour to Missouri" Crystal said after Heidi picked up the phone "Don’t worry about it boo" she replied "are they going to MSS?" "Yeah!" Crystal replied once again too eagerly "Ouu, is she cute?" Heidi said giggling "How’d you know they were a girl?" "You’re too excited for it to be a guy" Heidi teased "Oh shut up" Craystal said giggling then continued "She gave me her number.. should I text her?" "Obviously you idiot, but don’t forget about your flirt feud with Jaida. I think she might be into you" Heidi said quickly "Jaidas not even gay!" She said defensively "Not so sure about that girl, but seriously text this women" Heidi returned with "Okay! See you tomorrow love ya" then Crystal hung up the phone

Crystal

Hey! It’s me Crystal

Gigi

Hey Crystal! Excited for school tomorrow, it was great meeting you

Crystal

Great meeting you too! Maybe we can hangout sometime?

Gigi

I’d love to. See you tomorrow! Goodnight 💗

Crystal

Goodnight 😊❤️

Crystal was very excited to see Gigi but she also couldn’t stop thinking about what Heidi said about Jaida.

* * * * * * *

GIGI

After a long night of thinking about the girl next door she woke up excited to go to school with her new friend. She got out of bed and got changed into a little black top, leather pants and some gold hoops. She posed in the mirror to see her perfect figure staring back at her she truly was perfect even if she didn’t know so herself, she then continued on with her daily routine and after siting on her couch waiting for Crystal to be ready. *ring* Gigi jumped up off her couch at the sound of the doorbell knowing it was the girl she met the prior night and rushing to the door. Then taking a breath and keeping herself composed to open the door and see the girl "Hey Crystal!" She said excitedly more so then she wanted to come off while noticing how beautiful Crystal looked today and how her red curly hair reflected the sun off it "Hey, you ready to go?" Crystal saying much more relaxed then Gigi had seconds before "Yup, and thank you again. I was slightly nervous about going into this knowing nobody.." Gigi confessed shyly "No worry’s!" Crystal said with a smile on her face that was worth framing a photo of. They walked up to Crystals car it was older and kinda dirty not what Gigi was used to but she figured it does the job of getting Crystal from A to B so it didn’t exactly matter.

They arrived and prepared to part ways for the day "Hey, you wanna eat lunch with my friends and I?" Asked Crystal "Really? Of course" she said as she grinned "See you later!"

* * * * * * *

The day flew by Gigi had done similar things at her old school in L.A so she wasn’t very far behind the rest of the students in her classes. She ended up having Crystal in her spanish and she then picked up on her being Latina by her tan skin and her perfect accent when forming the words and answering the questions of the teacher. Once lunch came around she asked one of her teachers the way to the lunch room and they directed her to where it was m. She felt weird going to the lunch which confused her since she’s usually very confident, but she ignored it.

"Hey Crystal!" She said walking up to her new friend at a table with one other person "Hey! This is my friend Heidi" "Hey, Heidi!" she said regaining her usuall outgoing personality "Hey Gigi, I heard a lot about you" as Jackie snickered which made Crystal blush and Gigi’s heart flutter. Then two other girls approached the table "Hey I’m Jaida! Gigi right?" One of the new girls said the sitting down next to Crystal "Hey, Baby" the Jaida girl then said to Gigi’s new neighborhood and the words made Gigi’s heart sink, but before she could here what else Jaida had to say to Crystal another girl approached Gigi "Hey, I’m Jackie! Nice to meet you" "Uh.. yeah good to meet you too, I’m Gigi" she said sweating a little after feeling so stupid about thinking Crystals wink the night prior was a signal so she kept her mouth shout throughout lunch.

The rest of they day passed by and Gigi decided to ignore Jaida calling Crystal baby, they just met anyway it’s no big deal. But she was a little let down because Crystal reminded her of her friends back home she was so endearing she just wanted to be around her all the time for some reason which wouldn’t be difficult living across the street from each other. As Gigi was about to walk home hoping to avoid Crystal because she was still a little let down but she then heard foot steps racing up behind her turning around to see Crystal "Hey! No need to walk I’ll take you home, we live across from each other anyway" Crystal hoping Gigi would wanna come with her "Oh yeah.. sure I guess" Gigi tried to sound normal

They walked to the parking lot side by side approaching Crystals car "So... do you not drive?" Crystal asked trying to prompt a conversation "Well I’m only 15, so no" she replied awkwardly "Oh yeah! I forgot you look older to be honest" Crystal replied "You’re 16 right?" Gigi forcing herself to engage in the conversation so Crystal wouldn’t think she didn’t wanna be friends "Yeah!" She said opening the car door for Gigi then going over to her own side. "Hey.. I know we don’t know each other well but you seem off are you okay?" Crystal asked puzzled due to Gigi’s quietness since lunch period "Yeah.. I’m okay"

They pulled up to Crystals house "Thanks Crystal" Gigi said as she exited her car "Anytime sweetheart!" The pet new took Gigi by shock but she ignored it and went over to her house and walked through the door confused about the way Crystal acted around her despite the girl Gigi had met that addressed Crystal as baby. Her dad wasn’t there to greet her when she arrived home as usual. She missed her mom they got along much better but when she passed they moved back to her dads hometown. Gigi’s dad had the money to live in L.A still, he was very welthy but he decided against it despite Gigi’s begging to stay. Gigi made her way up the stairs to her bedroom and pulled out her phone and called her friend Caleb "Hey Geege, how Missouri?" He said after picking up the phone "I don’t know.. but I sure miss home" "Oh no what happened?" Caleb picked up right away "It’s no big deal honestly.. just this girl that lives across the street" "Wow she must be something if she can shake Gigi Goode" he joked they went on to talk about Crystal and Gigi explained to Caleb what happened "Geege it sounds like she’s interested, which is weird since you said she has a girlfriend.. are you sure they’re dating and not just being friendly?" He questioned "Well not exactly but they seem very close and touchy so it’s pretty obvious" *ding* "Oh! Gotta go Caleb someone’s at the door call you later" Gigi then hopped down the stairs to see who it was then opening the door to be greeted by Crystal.

#crystal-x-gigi #drag race season 12 #rpdr fanfiction #nicky doll #jackie cox #jaidaehall #brita filter #aiden zhane #heidi n closet #widow von'du #gigi goode #crystal methyd #jan sport #rockemsockem #clowns #gender fluid #rupaul #fanfic #fandom #fan fiction #rpdr12 #rupaul's drag race #rpdr #i love them so much

[nobody-knose--archive]

well i got home a lot earlier than i thought i would today, which i’m happy for seeing as the place was filled to the brim with people not wearing masks. like this place is normally decently busy this time of year but it was packed to the goddam brim today for some reason. anyway! i took pictures of the place for reference, and whenever i get around to carving the pumpkins we picked out i’ll share pics of that as well. this is lowkey going to be an advertisement for the place because if you ever visit the central valley you really should come around here, especially if you are/have kids it’s amazing. starting from the top.

[image description: a picture of a creek bluff. in the foreground are some ground brush cast in shadow. in the middle ground is some long yellow grasses in patchy sunlight taking up the space where a creek would run if there was rain around here (california). slightly up the hill is a small footbrigde connecting a path that goes from left to right along the side of the bluff. just behind it in the background is the side of a small hill that’s covered in the same long yellow grass from before, and the sky is clear and blue where at the top of the bluff. scattered throughout are oak trees, some small and young, and a few that are old, tall, & mighty. end image description.]

y’all are so lucky i managed to get pictures without people there were so damn many. my older brother was freaking out the entire time about catching corona (he’s nd but he’s in denial about it) and ive decided that for the sake of this post & onwards i’ll be referring to my older brother as Idon & my younger brother as Dr. Lion given that those are dumb unused nicknames we have for each other and it’s easier than referring to them as my older & younger brother all the time. anyway the whole area is set up in this lil creekbed area and normally when it’s winter & it’s not hot n stuff (twas decently hot today, tshirt shorts & no jacket weather in the sun) there’s a bit of water that runs through it. the rest of the time it’s dry and people will walk straight to it to get to the bluffside trail that features a handful of small attractions like a tiny castle, tunnel, metal slide, & other things that appeal to all the children that can fit in them. this place is basically the hotspot for any and all children in this county youve just gotta come here some time it’s so damn fun. there’s even a swinging rope bridge over the creek that leads to the bluffside trail that’s raised way up in the air and is an honestly harrowing experience for every kid who goes across it i could talk about this place for hours. i havent even brought up the train line that goes around the tree farm & things at the top of the bluff. anyway

[image description: a picture of a pumpkin patch, taken from behind a few stalks of corn. the field is full of pumpkin plants with their large, green leaves extended into the air, though there’s no pumpkins visible. there are various flowers i believe to be carnations dotted throughout the patch, in shades of  light pink, magenta, orange, and red, and a few stalks of corn also grow in the patch. in the distance a field of corn that doubles as a small maze grows off to the right, and lining the background is a row of large trees that grow along the creekbed behind them. the sky is bright blue & clear from the upper left part of the picture it can be seen in. end image description]

so one attraction of this place (one thing that gives it such an appeal to people who want aesthetic pictures for instagram & whatnot) is that they always set up little pumpkin people all over the place, taking various poses. when i say pumpkin people i mean basically scarecrows, clothing stuffed with straw & posed doing things, but with pumpkins for heads. most of them are out of the way enough that people cant mess with them but can take pictures like i did here. oh can you not see it? well let me just zoom in for you-

[image description: a zoomed in picture of the scene described above. clearly shown is a scarecrow-type figure with a pumpkin for a head standing up in the field. it’s wearing a rather nondescript grey shirt, blue jeans, and a floppy brown farmer’s hat. it’s surrounded by pumpkin plants, carnations, & corn stalks, with a corn field to the back & more large trees casting shadows to the back, as indicated above. there are also some large leaves from corn plants directly in front of the camera where it’s taking the picture, taking up a large chunk of the picture. end image description]

here it is! this is the only one i took a picture of because it was the only one i could possibly find the time to capture without it being swarmed by other people. i was really lucky to take these pictures without anyone in the background here it’s honestly hard to tell from what i’m showing but there was an obscene amount of people there, hence why we barely spent 1.5 hours there. i suspect idon’s unending stream of complaints and fretting and honest request to tell every member of our extended family that we’d have to quarantine for the next 2 weeks got us out a bit faster than we wouldve otherwise done but eh. that stuff’s especially ironic considering dr lion’s going back to physical school starting this week but hey what can ya do. we wore our masks. homemade by my mother because she had nothing better to do the first few weeks of quarantine and now i’m just rambling about my home life. moving on

[image description: a picture of a string of lightbulbs, focused on one in particular that’s completely shattered. behind, various trees, oaks being the only ones i can name, fill up almost the entire background. blue sky can be seen through the branches of a tree to the upper right portion of the picture. for the most part only the lightbubs & the tree closest to it, taking up the rightmost portion of the photo, are illuminated by the sun. end image description]

this is making me realize i didnt take many good pictures. i only took this one because ive got a story behind it but hey i’ll be coming back this winter to pick out a pine tree probably bc they double as a pine tree farm as well as a pumpkin patch and general creekbluff attraction so i can get some better pictures of the area when there’s less people. hopefully. anyway you see how that lightbulb’s broken? well i being the lil aspiring biologist i am saw a bone lying in the dirt next to our car when we were leaving and immediately picked it up. it was picked clean, almost certainly by ants or something, and i was kinda hoping it was the product of some owl because there are a lot of those in the area around the creek, but my family decided twas but the product of some other family’s picnic there. what it was doing in the parking lot i’d love to know, but i couldnt bring it with me (”that’s disgusting” it’s picked clean dirty & dusty lying in the dirt i guarantee it’s not got anyone’s dna on it any more but that of the chicken it came from) so i take a step closer to the treeline to throw it away. and then of course where does it go after i release it from my hand but directly into one of the lightbulbs hanging up by a string all along the outside of the parking lot. whoopsy. so of course i take a picture as soon as i’m done explaining it to my family & freaking out about doing actual damage to this beloved creek pumpkin patch/pine tree farm. then we have a brief argument on whether to tell the staff about it (there’s actual broken glass what else can we do) and so we drive up to the guy sitting there watching people leave, giving directions, our mom rolls down the window, and i, on the opposite side of the car from him, barely get out a proclamation along the lines of “there’s a broken lightbulb down in the parking lot with glass on the ground” he says “ok sure” and we leave. it takes me like 5 minutes to calm down from that which i dont get because we do a whole expedition up to the top of the bluff to see the construction theyre doing to the train line that theyve been working on for years & we dont even get out of the car to walk around because a. social distancing we already took off our masks & they have to be tied on it’s too much work to put it back on and b. the sheer number of cars there was menacing so we just sorta drove around and glanced down the side of the bluff to the best of our abilities. god that’s a damn paragraph. it’s been an hour. <3 i guess

#describing images this detailed is a bit challenging but not boring/annoying i think it was a rewarding experience #tis i #i sure as hell didnt intend to spend nearly an hour writing up an account of what happened the moment i got home but that's what happened #i hope y'all enjoy cause i sure did #admittedly unspecific dialogue

[tmntxreader]

request: what are the turtles favorite kink or kinks?¿ warnings: nsfw content ahead, so 18+ only !  note: this got me feeling some type of way, if you need me i’ll be having a cold shower. 

RAPHAEL 

this boy loves it rough, dirty & nasty. so any kink that results in a mess is a complete bonus for him; for example, when you’ve hit that stage in the relationship where you both know what each other like; you’re used to his body, he’s used to yours. he loves making his partner GAG on his cock, with his fingers. whatever it be, he just loves seeing spit fall down your chin; there’s also something he finds intimate about it. the fact that you not only trust him, but you’re letting someone LIKE HIM turn you into such a mess makes him feel utterly and completely high. 

SPANKING;  if its with his hands, a paddle or whatever; he loves seeing his marks all over that booty of yours. if its hard enough to leave his entire hand print there? it gets him worked up, when you’re both alone you best believe he’s gonna want you to walk around with it on display. a tad but of HUMILIATION, ‘yer so dirty, aren’t ya babe? my little slut, always come runnin’ when i call”. although.. this will result in a panicked raphael afterwards, “babe im sorry, i dont think yer a slut.. i mean...” you’d really have to drill it into his head that you love it and KNOW he doesn’t mean it in a malicious way. 

DONATELLO : 

right off the bat im going to be predictable, but ROLE PLAY ; oh god you dont even KNOW. whether it be his favorite anime character, nurse or scientist ; this guy will end up on cloud nine with seeing you all dressed up. i feel like he’d fumble for a while until getting used to the acting part of it, but regardless the minute you cutely say “doctor” it will have his head spinning, probably grasps the corner of his desk to try and control himself.  

VOYURISM, i will bet my entire house that he has this kink. he LOVES seeing you get yourself off, oh even more so when you bring toys into this. that boy would vibrate with excitement, also you add DIRTY TALK into the mix? he’s going to end up in a puddle. if you tell him not to touch himself he’d nearly cry, being forced to watch his princess get herself off and not touch himself in the process? thats hitting ALL the marks for this guy “you look so good, so pretty; you sound so wet” “i am, so wet for you donnie... bet you wish you could touch me... touch yourself, dont you?” i feel like... he’d be able to cum without touching himself in these situations ( it leaves for a very cute, very flustered donnie. but he has stamina for another ... 9 rounds after this) . out of all the brothers, i feel like this guy would love being dommed; he’s the biggest switch in the world and honestly, it shows.

MICHELANGELO :

oh, me? backing up more fandom headcanons? abso-fucking-loutely. SITOPHILIA is a major one ( idk why im getting technical, but basically: food kink. )  he’d love putting cream on your stomach and licking it up, its so playful that is ridiculous; it starts a little dorky at first, putting icing or something on your face and licking it off, but then he tends to get seriously over excited and puts it on the inside of your thighs, farrr up, i have a hc that mikey is really good with his tongue and it SHOWS in these situations; he wouldn’t touch you during this, making you into a withering mess with his tongue alone ( also this is stupid, but he’s absolutely put a pizza slice on your stomach when you were cuddling and ‘is this doing it for ya angelcakes’ ? i love one man. )  

okay i can’t really find a name for the next two, but i generally believe mikey would have this: he’d LOVE the feeling of your skin against his, when the situation is getting hot and heavy he’d become very hyper sensitive to the feeling of you. the softness of your thighs, the way your skin blushes, he’d adore it; which is why, out of the turtles, he has a fascination with the chest area; its so soft to him and he could fall asleep easily. then the next one, uh.. a little out there...but your HEART BEATING, maybe not a k i n k ; but he loves the sound, in his world; death and hurt is a normal thing. so hearing you, alive and there by his side? it would make him giddy. hope you’re ready for hickeys directly above your heart because there will CONSTANTLY be there. that’s just a tattoo for you now. 

LEONARDO : 

ahhh, the BONDAGE KING if i do say so myself. leo is easily the most dominate out of the brothers, lets start of with SHIBARI ( for those unfamiliar with the term, this is Japanese bondage and i suggest looking at some photos. its beautiful and an art form. garth knight is a good artist to look at for this ! ), this is definitely one of leos favorites; i think he’d be a cliche and make sure the rope is blue colored, this is parallel to raph in a way; he loves the trust you place in him for such a thing. he’d love to trace to rope, watch you squirm on the spot; see the marks it leaves for your skin. expect a lot of praise coming from him when this is taking place. 

SENSATION PLAY, he’d love tracing your skin with feathers and watching you, your bodies reactions; the goosebumps that appear. it doesn’t end there, oh no; wax play and temperatures would come into it too. he will always check up on you “how are you holding up, darling? tell me, how does it feel?” oh he sounds so sweet but you’d be able to hear that lowness in his voice that has you aching. ORGASM CONTROL, honestly i feel like all of them would love this; but leo more. he’d love bringing you so close to the edge just to deny you “you have to learn patience, you’re lacking that. the more you complain, the more i’ll deny you” but god its worth it, the almost agonizing feeling builds up to the best orgasm of your life. ( he loves forcing you to orgasm too, that ‘ you asked for this’ tone in his voice.) 

#n.sf.w #TMNT x reader #tmntxreader #raphael x reader #raphael imagine #leonardo imagine #leonardo x reader #donatello x reader #donatello imagine #michelangelo x reader #Michelangelo imagine

[lethbians]

can you explain what's going on right now? i keep seeing big IT blogs talking about some discourse or something but i have no idea what they're talking about other than it involves you lol

alright i like. i truly do not like having diScOurSE out in public because i’m not one to air out my dirty laundry 24/7 but seeing as how it was brought into public against my will i feel like the least i can do is clear up the situation for those who’ve been seeing the posts. 

i’m putting this under the cut bc it’s long. tws for some biphobia, brief mention of transphobia and, at the end, a rape mention. 

so if you don’t know: hi, i’m migz, i’m an it fandom blogger. its okay, i know, its really cool. part of my shtick here is that i like to turn normal thirst tags into works of art for the sake of comedy. perhaps you’ve seen some of my highlights from my “fhg” tag - perhaps your brain has been spared. either way, it became kind of “my thing” around the third or fourth week (mid nov) of me having this blog. at first, i tagged just about every ask i got mentioning the thirst tags with “bill hader” - they had to do with him, so why not tag him? it would draw more like minded people! about two days into that i got a message asking me to tag my nsfw. i am a big dumb idiot, and apologize for not initially doing it. i havent had a following bigger than like 10 in several years and completely spaced on basic etiquette. so by the end of november i was tagging everything applicable  with “notsfw” and “bill hader”. 

now you’re caught up.

on december 1st i got this message from user billhaderanti:

now i want to start by saying i absolutely was in the wrong here. i didn’t even think about how many people were being subjected to the asks i was getting - especially ones who had no idea they were all jokes. i don’t track the bill hader tag, so it just didn’t even occur to me - that’s ignorance on my part, and to anyone who was subjected to the terrors of me before my tagging system: i am genuinely sorry. i relay the same sentiment in my response, though you can tell i’m on edge.

and they replied:

clearly they Were offended by it but thats.. not the point. at this point, im feeling Really weird about the whole interaction, but still understanding, because again - i GET it. i know my posts are gross - that’s the point. it doesn’t make it excusable, though, which is why i understand why people are offended. so i responded with the only solution i Knew would keep us both safe and happy posting on our own blogs. 

so i thought this would be the end of things! i’d been pretty anxious lately already since i’d started to receive anons telling me i was gross and whore-ish for thirst posting in this way (i delete all of those, so if ur thinking about sending one, i guess no one’s stopping you but it won’t be seeing the light of the dashboard). i’m unsure if it was immediately or a few hours later, seeing as how i have a bad concept of time and the post-dates are right on the edge between nov 30 and dec 1, but i went to their blog - because anyone who has been on the internet knows the opportunity to vague post is near irresistible. and...what do ya know

fair! it’s their blog. however i am an emotionally fragile egg girl and immediately got freaked out. the odds that they were the only one who thought this were low. and, again, i’ve been very open on my blog about how important it is to respect boundaries; my posts are absolutely prone to breaking those boundaries people have created for themselves. 

so i made my own, semi-vague post, letting my following know (and i’m pretty sure i’d answered asks about it before, but this is going to be long enough w/o me searching those up too) that i understood if they wanted to block me or unfollow or whatever - people need to create their own safe spaces. the tension is pretty clear in the tags, i’m not trying to hide that. i felt that the way this woman slid into my dm’s was pretty abrasive (just my opinion/how it made me personally feel) and i let myself be a lil emotional about it in the tags of my post.

alright! maybe this is the end. maybe we both go our separate ways and post happily on our own blogs... except it’s not the end. later in the day (some of this was happening like 1/2am, so now its Day day, i believe - again, not good w time passage lol)

clearly, i’m upset. my groupchat double checked that i didn’t get too emotional in my response - did i mention im anxious about discourse lol - and apparently.. it did the trick. she didn’t message me again. great. it was over. 

at this point, i decided i needed to make an even bigger change. so a few days after i’d calmed down i created an entirely new tag for my thirst posts so if people hadn’t already hidden the notsfw posts or just blocked me outright, they’d have a third option to escape the madness. at this point, id had my blog about 6? weeks, but there were still 2k posts for me to sift through - some of them were completely untagged. i also had to do it post by post, because one of xkits features - the mass re-tagger - was getting blogs deleted for some reason, and i wasn’t going to do that. so i spent a few days going through all 2k+ posts, adding the “fhg” tag. 

YEEHAW! a brand new tagging system, no more hopping into the bill hader tag (minus one or two really funny, not super explicit asks, like the bill hader farquaad meme), and, tbf, i’d completely put this woman out of my mind. i don’t seek out drama and do my best to stay in my lane. yesterday, i checked my activity for the first time in awhile since id put out a couple new original posts that had started to get traction and i Love reading tags. i noticed a mutual had @’d me, and realized i havent checked my @’s in...ever, maybe. i see a post from my good pal billhaderanti. 

since i dont follow them and never check my @’s, i’d completely missed it. however, once i did see it, i was horrified. id gone through all that fucking work to keep my blog My Blog and also respect everyone’s boundaries and it still hadn’t been enough. i’d been awake for almost 24 hours and went. a little crazy. and i didn’t reply immediately because i just had no words. i sent it to my friends because i... i just wasn’t going to be able to figure it out myself. 

there’s a lot to unpack in this post alone, but whatever, i’m gonna put my own grievances with the immaturity of 1. making a callout post to begin with when i’d been nothing but civil 2. making a callout post about something as (in the grand scheme of Life) minor as some tags where i refer to a someone’s genitals as a “whack pack” and 3. making a callout post in such a rude way - aside. at the end, she calls me (and whoever else!) a demonic mlw (man loving woman, we assumed, and then later confirmed with a post further back on her blog). 

which - yeah, we started scrolling. at first we were looking for more vague blogs, and then we just...started finding things. billhaderanti is a self proclaimed lesbian separatist, which... fine. but it’s already pretty clear that this woman hates me on some level simply because i am a bi woman (demonic mlw, remember!) which is just. damn man i can’t believe we are still fighting the biphobic fight lol. so the more we scrolled, the more we uncovered - and not just the biphobic / vaguely mtf transphobic things they posted (or put in tags), but we also found that they had their OWN thirst tags. certainly not as hyperbolically comedic as mine, but they were there, talking about his body and his person the same (and, frankly, a bit creepier for other reasons) as mine. 

there’s one post in particular that snatched my wig in it’s creepiness - and i say creepiness in the sense that it feels personal. like this woman feels like she knows bill to some degree where she can say these things. my tags have always had a sense of distance, as they’re written for humor. and maybe this particular post was written for comedic purposes, but it doesn’t read that way, and if it WAS, then she has no right to call ME out for MY comic tags and posts. 

i’ll let it speak for itself, mostly because i don’t want to read it again. 

i also won’t be going through her blog again to find the posts with biphobic and other Interesting:tm: tags because there are plenty and i just really! want to be done with the whole ordeal! her blog is public and i’m sure you can all find it and look to your heart’s content. 

feeling a bit feral and a bit pissed off now that we knew the depth of how rotten this woman’s vibes were, a couple of my pals made a post or two similar to what my tag’s are like except turned up to eleven (if possible) - and tagged them with “bill hader” (and notsfw!!). yes, a bit childish, but at this point, the entire situation was childish, and making jokes was truly the only way we were going to get through it. another vague post went up on her blog soon after.

talking down to us, calling us children, and then for whatever reason calling us virgins... whatever, weird post. around this time most of us (est) went to bed, because it was nearing 3 or 4 in the morning. 

and then today happened. i woke up fresh and ready for the day after a wonderful 4 hours of sleep and found that jane had made an incredibly intelligent post in response to the situation. i won’t ss it, but i’ll LINK in case you missed it. attached there in the reblog is my own response. i think they can speak for themselves. 

after that, things were kind of jumbled, since i wasn’t online a lot and when i was i was Not checking my activity simply because i was afraid of what i’d see. for the most part, it ended up just being support (which i am very grateful to all of you for - it means a lot that you all enjoy my content to any degree). 

there was some more vague posting from both “““““sides”””””” of the “““““argument”””””” - mostly just people restating the fact that this is a public space and we should All be aware of how we effect others. i still hadn’t heard directly from billhaderanti, so i assumed we’d all be dropping and disengaging and moving on. i still wasn’t blocked, though, so who really knew what would happen. 

eventually, it culminated in this last post. tw for mentions of rape

i’m going to start by saying that 

1. there are nearly no teenagers that were involved in this. im turning 23 in january and most of my friends are 20+. maybe one or two are 19. 

2. none of us sent any sexually violent asks - most of us didn’t send asks at all. i believe one or two of my friends admitted to sending asks however they assured me their nature wasn’t bad; as far as i know, everyone remained civil in whatever went on (again, unclear to me as to what was being sent; no one was actively posting or talking about it. if billhaderanti wishes to elaborate, they can, but i don’t have anything to put in). 

3. before i finish this, i would like to apologize to billhaderanti. as a comedian - not just my stupid tags, i mean in real life, too - i know that humor can hurt. it’s not always funny, it’s not just stupid hahas. sometimes things that are supposed to be jokes just hit people differently and cause bad things. i recognize that. i never meant to trigger you (if you’re reading this) or cause you any severe mental/emotional harm. i apologize for my humor bringing up your trauma, and i never meant for that. regardless of my own thoughts and opinions about the nature of my posts/the thirst tags themselves, they hurt you, and i’m sorry. 

anyway, i’m going to wrap this up (i’m bad at endings, what can i say! steven king and i took the same writer’s class!). if you read all this... sorry. i probably won’t be taking any asks about it, because i find the whole “drama” of this to be stupid and rooted in some seriously biphobic issues this fully grown woman has. 

tldr; i attempted to contain my blog so this woman could exist and function safely on her blog, but it wasn’t enough for her, so she called me out, and then some of the fandom called Her out for being biphobic and mean and overall just immature about the situation. as of now, she’s yet to block me, though her and her wife have blocked a few of my friends. her wife continues to clown on my friends. this post was made for clarity’s sake. the end, i’m getting a drink. 

#discourse #biphobia tw #transphobia tw #rape tw #ok goodbye im done with this im back to #only posting gay clown movie #Anonymous

[sirjustice234-blog]

How its told

In the metro-dome thing, we u see 1 strolling against the wall on the pavement it means they love solitary lives and food as can leave in Canada or Russia if their character were aint bad on food and its known that way as that i 1 signs and more which may bring animosity against ya and u know not. Other signs from the above attract the attention of other nations, and when accepted and can live larges u can come out and in at intervals but when u do something bad on the way like wanting this and that woman kinda, u r chained so u change ya character or the going out privilege wont be extended to you again. Most African and 3rd world leaders don't like the former case, reason 4 ya derailment in ya activities

And even paints can be made with yogurt or cuddled milk when maize seed placed inside the mixture with much water in the boom process and even wedding cakes or picnic/birth cakes.

While walking along the narrow paths in the tea bush plantations, u can just pluck few leaves say 100 per person, lets say u r 10 as well as with sisal plantation then marshal up and make many in the boom process and even can set a mini-tea processing unit to process the same to make u rich overnight dude like with KS state has 1 and many i know not. Plucking as walking and Christ with king of the jew to bring out the above reality another version. Click the link below 4 more as even Negros were eying the same with coffee, tea, pyre thrum, maize, sugar cane and sisal by making much out of buying personal plots that harbors the same and that's the confidence of their coming here as last rescue, so think twice if u want to manipulate them as they can be well ahead of u as have searched 4 tea markets in their nation and dense nations like Brazil and Nigeria to sell to and learn ya dialect to compose music to get ya share as they go back. So the govt to reduce land on tea to plant food crops as a 10 hecter farm when plucked and made artificially as explained below takes care of all Kenya export or other nations which import buy small quantity and make their own factory to employ her citizens by making much leaves out of the few bought

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk03QTnwMwPXAu2UYNFkJexCewuXBwA:1591698814905&source=univ&tbm=isch&q=images+of+tiny+paths+in+tea+bushes+in+kenya&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjTps6TxPTpAhWOYMAKHcP2AdUQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=910#imgrc=mTDO35tALeXgSM

https://www.alamy.com/stock-photo/sisal-plantation.html

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk01jQh5VquMvMFhIFZCSoMa90Mwi3Q:1591699406833&source=univ&tbm=isch&q=MINI+TEA+PROCESSING+UNIT+IMAGES&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwja4O6txvTpAhWMUcAKHfBIDNMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

The countries in the below link can boost of top producers yet not as they can be lazy to tilt as make artificial one in the boom process b4 mixing with real ones to sell to other nations to make them a head in-terms of Forex yet no handwork but gimmicks which if those nations sold to have learnt can do the same with buy less and making artificial 1 to mix, still selling to her customers at the no mixed type price, lest all the tom harry and dick knows about it to make theirs at home to reduce the extra-profit of no-work getting into the above people pockets, currently whats happening dude with like SA, India or Nigeria, dem poor if the client nations learns the same

https://www.researchgate.net/figure/Top-twenty-maize-producers-country-in-Africa_tbl4_236267911

http://www.vib.be/en/about-vib/Documents/vib_fact_Sugercane_EN_2017_1006_LR_single.pdf

So the govt should take rapid measures fence the plantations where the start of the plantation beyond the fence is even 3-5 meter to deter hand plucking that make dubious business people rich ahead of others destroying the nation with the women they marry and kids out of such practices dude

Much yogurt mixed with water makes the gadget body not appear thick and vice versa, when the above or cuddle milk is placed on a floating cabinet or big like super drum and in the dark u rinse ya face with face towel b4 hurling to the mixture and boom a big yacht formed dude or cut banana placed into the mixture above and u sprinkle cold water with copier syringes and boom the same formed or inserting spare-parts of the yacht or photo in the mixture above.

Buy Russian TV to show shakiness as overtaken economy now u bring your own brand around in the link below, lest they change their rude posture or change will change them as per now as their dirty ways marked/truckled of thwarting others progress far from their spheres, control ya waters dude as my message                       

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk02xnbSk7H4DC9IqKTjuztJcFtx42Q:1591622869888&source=univ&tbm=isch&q=ctc+television+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwivqZqeqfLpAhU-Q0EAHRqoAZYQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

We were fighting me against ya and vice versa, so don’t send folks to ambush me that i ought to have opened 1 a/c 4 that time to post never to return to it, like sometimes i do 4 some days b4 resorting to the above as they see an additional writing. Its me not u and why u see that yet 4 like 5 years u have refused to accept the fact that if u guess the email  of tumblr a/c u cant return to it. Looking 4 places to eat at, stop dude, me i will hurl u with stone lest police shoot me even in their post which when i report the same they have placed women with big 4heads which dont know where they are going. Look 4 ya types dude, u big 4headed women, i can be ya client in prostitution but not in matrimony dude period.

They came to ya door, Congo blooded men who still think Kenya IS RICH and they will manipulated the negro women as they have purported and what u like is what u like so competing with ya. Bringing kids they played part to up-bring while disrespecting ya and at that time have a sad face as if they talked to God, if u fail to hearken to their plights, kinda, u risk going to hell and they are here to help u get out of the same which as below is a big lie. Lazy people of no definition dude but the above is pure jealousy gimmick. They think at that time u live good, so after get ya poor story they immediately belittle ya which again is u show signs of maneuver, they show you their risk watch “SA“ in Swahili to signal u of organized theft in SA as i have explained it in sirjustice199 where a friend inducts u, with u if u do the same they have organized a shoot out 4 ya cause if they eliminate ya in the country it will be known is the Big man friends which can be catastrophic so they wanna do it the SA way dude liaising with some Chinese, Indian and Russian people. Big shame dude, your kids we mark, once all go well they are point of elimination either via frustrations or killed in other unknown ways dude.

Yeah, he has refused, yes i have refused and who is you dude, who now wants may food and kinda stay at my premise. Shoot me from the back or hurl grenade at me, you gays of no shame. Even that SA i want to make poor not to be thinking of getting to it like with how to make artificial oranges, fruits, eggs that don’t spoil the teeth, making electric poles and AE generator and Pay TV as u can google new African countries with home made such as 2goinvoice online source they get the same by placing money online as explained above. They monitor ya cash in pretense, u r lazy of little income but deep down want to send kinds to ya house. Very bad character indeed. If u can understand judgement is done in Minneapolis, get their, and if still not then playing insane to get buy or needs killing as king of the jew come in handy to solve that puzzle dude. Memorandum building in Clinton ave Minneapolis-  Jesus alluding in swahili Mfalme wa yawhodi. They even say now u r Christo yet u have warned them many times of the same wanting to hit ya eye and still come back to ya the next minute wanting ya food together with their kids, eti they got something special in store so in future dont want mant to join to benefit from them, so u feel early as they are feeling to stop yet when u ask them of that thing, its hacking a tumblr a/c to delete which the software u have used they know not cause each timke u visit the cyber u download a new 1 altogether from the net and use as u open another everyday tumblr on their placed on computer software like mozilar and chrome which if they find the same when you left not logged off, they get happy they have the software they want to shift the a/c to cement the jew/Egyptian thing will rise to no avail dude. Stop guys and resort to farming as u have always done or other feasible ways known after heavy consultation dude. An advice bro

Kikuyu are now engaged in war as violence and the Somali to cement the truth in the link below that their teeth will be made white not with milk but by Hydrogen peroxide made out of Euphorbia in the boom process that if people could have not known the same they could be placing such in toothpaste can and selling like 300% above normal price as teeth whiteners so they build USA as most people use such to white their teeth from them and the bible was written to talk of the future that Christ is not yet buried or crucified as which year was hydrogen peroxide that use to teeth unearthed? Along time dude even b4 Africa colonization and their eye aint dark as the white eye rather red but can be brown out of illicit liquor sold and another reason they buy from Mr Hindu another set as can shift ya teeth to be white sometimes b4 they shift ya normal teeth or if u have eaten deep fried Nile perch hot they got nothing to do. So the people who changed the bible must rethink twice b4 they say they are insane reason why Kebi went their to investigate the above whether true or false.

https://biblehub.com/genesis/49-12.htm

They detergent in the bottled pictured below as 1 send me that link in my Fb as a text has the ripple effect of shaping ya head and very smoothing ya face. Try it women, stop much with ya face to no avail as the mirror u got aint perfecto dude, u may think 1 got to plastic surgery if they use the same

https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk03nZXDU0oDq384iYxfOtZ4m6TgxDg:1591611156916&source=univ&tbm=isch&q=baby+starsoft+bottle+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi2n4PN_fHpAhVVUBUIHYncDzEQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

When after making holes to below the earth crust on ya boarder line from below as u now know the bearing, place cameras with lights which only can be switched on when need be as the camera got night vision to monitor any intruder objects. The camera can be wireless as the boosters that connects to such place at intervals until it reach near the hole as they USA the cooker timer and a dynamo technology to operate so no worry dude or just used cabled wire with like supplied electricity. No need 4 placing drones beneath if such proves futile or expensive to ya, moreover the camera should look down to monitor intruders coming from down as the mention in the former case looks forward as with Christ posture on cross after and b4 he died. Read between the lines dude, don’t be over taken by time.

The whites knows that kebi has defeated them, yet they want to know which kind of abuse that fellow will push forward maybe in terms of their old age skin type or of race as many are kikuyu and masai/trukana blood which kebi likes not and even more as he leaves his Fb not logged off so 1 can do the art of abuse b4 he is queried dude. India still rich with plastic surgery as they can shift ya baldness with a new airline from 1 who is shot or due to be buried, teeth or any body part dude and that’s the remaining strength dude

Kebi with Amagy mkubwa, get the story dude, dont wait

Magy come and shower, amagy answer my legs are swollen, or am experiencing a slight headache, an old some1 from Kenya countryside bad smell choked me to make me loose control to hit my head on the floor to bring the same, Now amagy come and cook my eyes are heavy will not make me tomorrow work good at work, or am applying make up a friend of mine is coming to pay me a visit, amagy come wash plates, it will erase my nail polish, amagy come mop the floor, am sleeping if i do so tomorrow i will be late 4 work, amagy i have bought food at the local Mcdonald, amagy insinuates gives me 2-4 minutes babe am coming and Finally amagy come and we have sex, amagy ni seke seke, oketo ng’amruok mbele ma yaani ameweka kutobwa mbele, setting her legs atease is her 1st another job as made easy without of thinking of the dubious tricks she purported b4 or wanting to play like still young yet grown. Middle life crisis, big shame girl, nene kaka-ongiyo kebi ka-ochongoriyo bird as women watch Christ crucifixion tentatively as if missing the grinding ripple of kebi tendentious manhood. Change girl, it high time.

Their is a certain glass like bulb that u can open as it houses the many bulb technology inside, when burns up u get them out and close the big bulb and still works. On the tip of the big open like bulb it has a step down transformer 120-240 to 30 V which the place inside bulb uses to brighten the whole house as if it was the normal 240 bulb releasing their4 less heat and radiation to ya body and a big plus 4 people who don’t want much heat in their houses at night.

Now its end signs with alternator generator u have disturbed Kebi 4 almost 5 goods years and with this will not take even 1 year to elapsed b4 u r finished lest u change. With source with aluminum bars are not yours 4 u to claim only the cooker timer and dynamo technology, question is why not the former to be claimed or u make? Stop dude!!! Time 4 reckoning is handy as a day of judgement around the corner dude the same Italy makes even small and cheaper more than China made 1 like Linz or Merrali Alternator Generators.

[sirjustice103]

Truth corner

Huyu mother, ananguruma, kinda, as if i was to die to be stew but i have blocked all the loop holes to that as ananung’unika as in reproach but its 2 way trying to tell me the intent and still they can injure me 4 that.

Kill the kid of people to ya are of bad character but refused to still go ahead, cohabit and have the kids. kill them when still young in a cleaver way, any tribe with those hunger tricks should employ that. They say u r sideline or the have been warned not to talk to ya as they will be disowned. That could apply to along time 4 many nations learnt the gimmicks of making gadgets and artificial products which now even hooligans make provided u can talk to the devil.

Let them disown ya, we still got scrap metal which u can survive with provided u simply ya life or bind many people who are disowned to start not picking but where the pickers sell to reap huge big, it cant atrophies. U cant stop those who are in love and if that love can bring bad kids, resort to the above to kids b4 or after the said disowned parents die.

Delani woke up early in the kor gwen as morning singing “ NABI gi Isiaih  walinena kwa watu wengi, mkono wa nyabwana si fupi kwa kutubari lakini dhambi zetu ndizo zinatuteng’a naye“ Nyabwana claims the devil gave him power to create people in Minneapolis, MN in the adjacent building downtown near the Presbyterian church but rosemary saying only his hands are not short but slender cause he sleeps on them which as well breeds disrespect among his pals to him, so advice he should desist. Nyolo kebi nonyiewo nwa clips gi tam tam, en ng’amabel, kakapalo!!!

Many people desist from being close to young kids as playing or carrying them cause it disorient ya mind as plans and mostly shorten ya lifespan and most want that. When u resort to above, it makes ya give up on ya huge plans and reminds ya of death as sometimes dude, no kidding, u come to see caskets and kinda, u became funeral lover and thats why white-men make sure u bear kids u can take care of not transferring the shit to others as it torments others as well depriving them sleep, shortening their live. DEAD people suits and caskets as well when exhumed are shipped to Africa and sold as much as shoes, ties as explained in following tumblr a/c below and other valuable jewelries like necklace and bling.

If u still wanna connect people with bad character people who when they got u cant near them but if they got none they want it from ya not wanting to do it like u did it at that time when they were in their high positions, then people will leave ya alone, even after sharp advice though industrious- u will be left alone people hoping u became a prostitute so u dont bring up much kids towatch as is considered a dummy who dont procrastinate and understand. Atleast 1 kid who will be easy to minotor as u or investigated if u adopted 1 of good character to convince folks your past conduct is not tied to kid character or u were just playing dice so as to protect the next generation.

Young ladies who want big from men should stop dude, what u want got side effects that u think u alone cant afford and want it from another person to the point of creating enmity with ya pal on something which is aint real as the other partner u want is of age and cant accept ya tricks. Girl die we bury ya, became a prostitute then disease strike, fail to take medication the death crops then we bury ya. Stop those dubious tricks, who are u to want it from me by force that i will give ya, did i told ya am logging madly 4 sex, tell some1 else to satisfy your high sexual appetite u sex maniac or did i tell u am extra-sexually aroused as u and i cant control it not. Big shame, die girl, bad character of wanting to reap where u did not saw

The hunger tricks, they want ya to Marshall up the food u r eating like 4 five people and eat it like 10 people, saving money and sending some to Somali or Tz to build those spheres. See what am saying, Tz knows how to make Tv or choppers as well as motorbikes 4 china which they give E-African desperate youths to give them daily cash stipulated cause their is no point of the just made bikes at no large extra-fee to lie idle in the stores even 4 close to 5 yrs b4 being bought all rather than to give where within 1 year has returned all the miscellaneous costs associated to making them. Tz now its ya stop dude, Magafuli to launch ya motorcycle to avert the whole crisis, women stop, its u, tell, kebi u love him cause u aint mad, u have read the above truths and u should qualify him period.

Uk simbapay your next bold move and still left with courier services, exam bodies and international studies as ways to fund ya economy as much as ya hotels and sport betting what about if other nations comes with their airplane to carry international flights and freight and come with international money transfer services and out of what kebi explained u did to him without justice many dislike u to dislike ya things like education to minimize international admissions and banks closed when cash is placed online on phones and computers. No where to escape like in the song links below. Bottom-line u r poor, nothing grows in huge capacity in Britain to avert the same. Britain think twice reduce population via covid, create another war which now proves cumbersome or take a flight out the hood to Canada period u r poor or return malingering foreigners to back to their nations, of no value to you or talk nice to kebi on round table. Ny u wanted to finish madly got rye which its products like bread when seated adjacent shapen ya head and make ya face soft and supple which as explained got huge markets in tropical lands as much as gadgets made out of it. U poor and wretched as described in 7 churches in Revelation, google bro. KINDA, hip hop u hate along time build NY as many tourists and international students go there as surity of security, love and justice potrayed in the songs and the nearness of having those women to people who think they love them as viewed on the clips

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hx4gdlfamo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShOQQOy5pf8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NQp9WGg7Rs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NQp9WGg7Rs

They locate the root of David rod as in the link below, the city saw  he did not have mercy 4 the white who were kikuyu blooded as jew so his root when left will follow suit. Looking 4 rod as the love sex and roads or rodeo

https://biblehub.com/mark/10-47.htm

The earth 16 km in height from the surface to the outer crust, so the white-man migrated to nations with big rivers which got much water fall or windy open landscape to drive the wind turbine which are expensive if sold which could give them much money if the plan sail through. So they champion high population, in the event that dirty money getting tricks are eliminate like online cash sources and many nations knows how to make machines they sell to move their economy, still they could have hope with selling electricity using gold wires rolled underneath to such nations which No fuel generator- google- has thwarted making them finished and not furious as Africans can finish them as well as they have even learnt to make ammunition.

Good news they r bringing their pay TV to nations which have their own to signify defeat, at-least they are relenting but in a slow manner. The final message is get the Hindu out as what do they pride themselves with like with pay TV Africans have made it b4 them, train as well or buses as much as super-car. Get out dude, or stay and mind ya business, dont send people to monitor what 1 is seeing, stop being a chicken out. You stupid braggart, u ass-hole!!!!

With grenade or grenade launchers, guns u place cut carrots, apple, Irish or sweet potato, melons, pumpkin on dough which is 30 weight of the gadget u want 2 make then hurl cold water in the dark and boom its formed with radios u place mango on dough or chaff or cereal and do the exact above and boom ya stereo formed i.e like with new big Panasonic, LG or Sony stereos in our supermarkets.

The holes on the crust described on following tumblr a/c of this a/c that with a small drone or made big that gets to those holes underneath from ends of the world as Argentina or Russia, to be feed by small ones from above are used to ship good like towels or bed sheets, bed covers or socks, clothes, children toys, or left cheap gadgets on thrift stores or found on garbage of houses, shoes to huge poor markets of Africa and most politicians of both developed and poor nations aint left behind.

Click questions people may ask to get the number of thrift stores in Eu and USA Or u can google per state

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=list+of+thrift+stores+in+usa

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=dmONXv68BpGo8gLW1ozgCA&q=list+of+nursing+homes+in+usa&oq=list+of+nursing+homes+&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQARgAMgIIADICCAAyAggAMgIIADICCAAyAggAMgIIADICCAAyAggAMgIIADoECAAQRzoECAAQQzoFCAAQkQJKHQgXEhk3LTI3MmcyOTVnMjQxZzIzN2cyMzFnMTQyShEIGBINNy0xZzFnMWc1ZzVnNVC32QJYwJUEYMGtBGgAcAJ4AIABlgKIAYQbkgEGMC4zLjEzmAEAoAEBqgEHZ3dzLXdpeg&sclient=psy-ab

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_companies_operating_nursing_homes

https://www.kff.org/other/state-indicator/number-of-nursing-facilities/?currentTimeframe=0&sortModel=%7B%22colId%22:%22Location%22,%22sort%22:%22asc%22%7D

https://www.cdc.gov/nchs/data/hus/2015/092.pdf

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=W2SNXtTkEtb9gAa5i6yoBg&q=europe+nursing+homes+per+country&oq=europe+nursing+homes+per+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzIFCCEQoAEyBQghEKABMgUIIRCgATIECCEQFToECAAQRzoICCEQFhAdEB5KCggXEgYxMi0yNzRKCQgYEgUxMi0xMlDBLFjuWGCTXGgAcAJ4AIABqgSIAaYckgEJMi05LjEuMC4ymAEAoAEBqgEHZ3dzLXdpeg&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiU_sjEj9joAhXWPsAKHbkFC2UQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

In all the Nursing homes in the USA at-least a Kenyan, Nigerian, Ghanaian or Ugandan is working there or got coordination. So those homes got sanitary towels, normal birth towels, panties, bra 4 women, socks, belts and generally clothes even with hospitals where the above works, which they collect both few new and used ones and do not ship them using air or water as it can be known or do it via Mexico as putting them on trucks then on reaching Mexico they export them via air or water to huge markets of Africa, South East Asia and like India to reap huge 100% profits as 1 method or use the explained drone technology above to the same markets described above. Thats why schools like WSU, though school are playing cause their task aint education but the explained above cause 1 of the red brick building got big dug hole below 4 that and more like the Nairobi Times towers where Kenya get the above and more. Even Trump is into this and govt officials, making them rich without extra-corruption as seen with covid as the same as towels or cloths the client nations have known how to make to shrink their markets so gotten in an economic quagmire. You take cotton wool and inside place onions or some few pieces of bed sheets or towels u long to make then in the dark hurl cold water and boom its formed as much as toys their photo images placed inside dough and the above performed and boom their it is. They even help people get to the USA via the fissures on earth where each single persons part with at-least $ 20,000  just to be in the USA like Ian Wandete of Kisumu boys friend with Amos ochola who resides in La who daughters went through WSU, Ks both Dorcas and Trizar wife to Tai.

For the whole trick not to be known, as taught, they say Kenya is beautiful than USA while the deal continues as much as caskets exhumed from graves so trump likes cant survive dude and thats why they dont solve the current crisis even if is opened- 1 reason Kenya is very important as per Condoliza rice

Buy eefa Kenyan made tv in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&ei=kp-MXsHTL4ynUtmMiPgP&q=eefa+tv+from+which+country&oq=eefa+tv+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoGCAAQCBAeSgoIFxIGMTItMTg0SggIGBIEMTItN1D1lAFY26gBYLCsAWgAcAF4AIAB4gGIAf4KkgEFMC4zLjSYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjB5JXv09boAhWMkxQKHVkGAv8Q4dUDCAw&uact=5

Buy as well Uganda siti cable tv or simba tv as shown in the links below

https://www.simbatv.co.ug/simba-tv/digital-cable-tv-network/

Watch African owned pay tv eutelast as explained in the link below, free to air

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&ei=1NSNXv24GYemUNjTmfAD&q=eutelsat+pay+tv+from+which+country&oq=eutelsat+pay+tv+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQR0oKCBcSBjEyLTE1M0oICBgSBDEyLTdQukpY6WFg52VoAHACeACAAdsCiAG3DJIBBTItNi4xmAEAoAEBqgEHZ3dzLXdpeg&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwj98pjm-tjoAhUHExQKHdhpBj4Q4dUDCAw&uact=5

Google the pay tv provided per nation to see if its that country own or not to facilitate the below in the link below

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_direct_broadcast_satellite_providers

Watch Ghana pay tv in the link below, Mr Hindu back off

https://tech.africa/free-to-air-ghanaian-tv-stations-on-satellite/

Eefa tv prices in Kenya link below

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&q=eefa+tv+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiGhd2i1NboAhUHDxQKHembAP0QsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=913

https://www.lyngsat.com/freetv/Kenya.html

Get a glimpse of Ethiopia pay tv and 1st African internet and Zambia muvi tv in the links below

http://www.communicationsafrica.com/broadcast/zambian-station-muvi-tv-launches-40-channel-package

https://www.digitaltveurope.com/2019/10/03/ethiosat-launches-as-ethiopias-first-dedicated-tv-platform/

https://www.google.com/search?q=Webspirx+IPTV+(Ethiopia)&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&oq=Webspirx+IPTV+(Ethiopia)&aqs=chrome..69i57.938j0j4&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

Buy as well Romania pay tv boom like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=boom+pay+tv+decoder+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj0vt7f99joAhWHAmMBHaOZAzwQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881#imgrc=wrZwJt8ocS4dlM

Buy tuko pay tv from kenya in the link below to shrink the markets of already available ones like bamba, zonar, startimes, dstv or zuku and more

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=tuko+pay+tv+from+which+country

https://www.tuko.co.ke/283869-list-free-air-decoders-kenya.html

Click the links below to get newly launced kenyan, colombia decorders, safcom big box, S-Korea skylife, phelistar from kenya, adn from kenya as well

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=thy+word+decorder+from+which+country

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=Um2NXvuDMoqjgQai3pi4Bw&q=dvb+t2+decorder+from+which+country&oq=dvb+t2+decorder+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQR0oKCBcSBjEyLTE0NkoICBgSBDEyLTRQ7ExYrnJgnHpoAHACeACAAf4BiAHjA5IBAzItMpgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwj79JOLmNjoAhWKUcAKHSIvBncQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=Tm6NXq8Kh8OBBuGQjMAD&q=the+big+box+pay+tv+from+which+country&oq=the+big+box+pay+tv+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECCEQCkoKCBcSBjEyLTE3OEoICBgSBDEyLThQx1NY6YoBYOeQAWgAcAJ4AIABkQKIAZwOkgEDMi04mAEAoAEBqgEHZ3dzLXdpeg&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiv6faCmdjoAhWHYcAKHWEIAzgQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

With making a building using taka, u just make the foundation as normal then with fencing the area with lik electric poles and wires mesh fence to the top most, place ya garbage inside, the fence stops the garbage from pilling off, then in complete adark hurl cold water using like 4 water pump from the 4 sides and boom the house u want in place as much as with suspended bridges.

Check the innovations provided in the links below

As normalcy it was us 2 put much swag than them, but unfortunately they did the reverse but now time is ripe not to leave us behind and not to be passed like b4 as explained at the beginning.

Dont be bored listen to the song below, click the link, a woman who shys from connecting ya to bad people who if u did not have they could be giving u names but want from ya and leave bad kids around to disturb others https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HS516F6YGI0

Taiwan co below

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=wz2LXvbxGISCaoebqtgF&q=delta+company+from+where&oq=delta+company+from+where&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoGCAAQBxAeOggIABAIEAcQHjoFCAAQzQI6BggAEAgQHkoKCBcSBjEyLTE1NkoICBgSBDEyLTZQgFtYpmNg7WhoAHACeACAAd4BiAGOCJIBAzItNZgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwi237u5gtToAhUEgRoKHYeNClsQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

Check Zambia motorcycle toyo agro co bike

https://www.google.com/search?q=toyo+agro+motorcycle+company+from+which+country&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjh4aKbhtboAhXknFwKHU3tCeMQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Check dutch company bikes

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=Ck-MXqreLfyBhbIP38SiyAk&q=kibo+motorbikes+fromwhich+country&oq=kibo+motorbikes+fromwhich+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQR0oKCBcSBjEyLTE1MUoICBgSBDEyLTVQuakDWMivA2DnsgNoAHACeACAAecBiAGGB5IBAzItNJgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiqi9eIh9boAhX8QEEAHV-iCJkQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

check Zimbabwe skm motorbikes

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=skm+motorbikes+from++which+country

Knocked or gunned down in downtown Chicago, out of stalking or bank robbery, shipped to E-Africa, push on road 4 trucks to run on to delude the people and buried with respect. A story told of a young man in xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

How an alternator works dude in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPOjKLZPV50

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tiKH48EMgKE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AtzT8DEBb1Q

can the negro buy real tea or coffee or cereals and make artificial counterparts and sell the above to their own Negros and Indians as Mexicans or international immigrants and reap huge. Is that the answer of Mr white worry

Check Sweden e-bike maker

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=TlGMXu2RO5Go8gLW1ozgCA&q=cake+motorbikes+made+in+which+country&oq=cake+motorbikes+made+in+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQA0oKCBcSBjEyLTIyMkoICBgSBDEyLTVQiKASWMmmEmDSrhJoAXAAeACAAZMCiAHACJIBAzItNZgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjt8KydidboAhURlFwKHVYrA4wQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

See Ethiopia innovation

https://www.google.com/search?q=ethiopia+made+motorbikes&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi__9KIi9boAhVFQEEAHWO5DawQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=-a5KJuinowv5JM

Ride on Kenyan made motorbikes and Ethiopian BMP bikes in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=EFGMXuWWN4q_gQapt5vwAg&q=fika+motorbikes+fromwhich+country&oq=fika+motorbikes+fromwhich+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoFCCEQoAE6CAgAEIMBEJECOgIIADoFCAAQgwE6BAgAEEM6BQgAEJECOgQIABAKOgQIABATOgoIABAWEAoQHhATOggIABAWEB4QEzoFCAAQzQI6BAghEBU6BwghEAoQoAE6BgghEAoQFUo1CBcSMTBnMjM3ZzIyNmcyMTVnMjE3ZzIyMGcyNzFnMjc3ZzIyMGcyNTRnMjMxZzI3OGcyNjhKHggYEhowZzFnMWcxZzFnMWcxZzFnMWcxZzVnNWcxOFDNGljIXGCxZGgAcAB4AIAB4wKIAcRHkgEIMC4xLjMwLjaYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjl3uD_iNboAhWKX8AKHanbBi4Q4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE883KE883&q=bmp+sonic+motorcycle+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiOjIO4_tjoAhVE8BQKHeojD9YQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=881

Ride on Philippine Rusi motorbikes in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=rusi+motorcycle+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjBs7Cyo9boAhVpQUEAHaEmCxoQsAR6BAgGEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Ahh, Nilisema, i said, but took it 4 granted, anamwaga stupidly, yaani kwa wingi but haraka na kwa kelele, yaani huyu boy nimtumbavu kitandani, anamwaga kiholela holela, i mean anamwaga vi-whodu, yaani, wasee wasee kimaembe maembe yaani kiufala, kitahidi jomba though kazi chako nimurwa. Sitachesha nacho basi kama ni-excuse, promise boyfriend!!!

Like in the song link below kebi gets into our presence where we were many debating, looking as his face was smiley with tiny eyes signaling happiness while his tongue was out licking the upper lip on the edge of the mouth up-to reaching the nose, when asked what was he happy 4, saying, kinda, Robinson has given in and Mochanda, the sweetness of the pussy has not left her behind. like the rapper on the song link below when he starts to rap on his part kebi cropped into our presence dat way.

Your house security can be a siren gas cylinder with many perforated long pipes at intervals where if u sense an intruder u can open the gas to silence him. If u got a house like in the link below

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fi0.wp.com%2Fwww.a4architect.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2012%2F12%2FIMG-20150331-WA0007.jpg%3Fresize%3D580%252C424%26ssl%3D1&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.a4architect.com%2Fhouse-designs%2F&tbnid=snxqC9qTJwkk7M&vet=12ahUKEwjSo97z9dXoAhVYwIUKHf5uAXMQMygmegQIARBW..i&docid=_sK9J8uFwu9LjM&w=580&h=424&q=images%20of%20maisonette%20houses%20in%20california&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjSo97z9dXoAhVYwIUKHf5uAXMQMygmegQIARBW

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/669066088371227254/

http://griffisgas.com/services/tank-sizes

The same technology can be used to make the bmi detector sensor fixed on doors but movable to stop on any height/person forehead to measure the stipulate like with the lens or a vcd/dvd or cd changer as well as disk man where the government of every nation takes the Bmi of every citizen and particulars and place them online so with like his SSN or ID no u can locate every1 u know on the website without necessarily asking them as this can be like bulling to them or lack of disrespect Lod

https://www.google.com/search?q=hand+help+body+temperator+detector&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjz1LDW9tXoAhVFlBoKHZiDDawQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=hand+help+body+temperator+detector&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEAgQHjoGCAAQChAYUICXBFiH0wVg1twFaAxwAHgAgAGxAogB40iSAQkwLjI5LjE2LjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=2j2MXvP_EcWoapiHtuAK&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.google.com/search?q=hand+held+body+bmi+machine&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjbiYWE99XoAhVFEhoKHSxoDrYQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=hand+held+body+bmi+machine&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D61QFYtakCYIOxAmgAcAB4AIABywGIAakVkgEGMC4xMC40mAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=Oj6MXtuEA8WkaKzQubAL&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.google.com/search?q=diagram+showing+the+lens+of+a+diskman&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjFyr6R-NXoAhVF0RoKHSzHDMAQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=diagram+showing+the+lens+of+a+diskman&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CZG1iZG2CGI2gAcAB4AIABwgGIAcIBkgEDMC4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=Yj-MXsWRKsWia6yOs4AM&client=ms-google-coop

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JctsGCJFjOs

The above can as well be used to combat crime in port of entry of every nation in banks, insurance companies, institutions like school or document collection centers and even prisons, supermarkets etc It runs up and down-the lens place on door to the person forehead to get the Body temperatures and BMI as their is personification out of transfiguration in many people to falsify data so such techniques mitigate such mishaps. Engineers build on this to control intruders in our homes and business premises the same can be used to identify dignitaries on podium, parliament or during campaign to avoid the explained above

Mochanda molo cha, says-abishop, we tindo pt, tuo mal tinda tinda blo mako cianda ni ok mal it but malpier, tinda x2 mal pier blo mako cianda ni, ti gimaduong, lol maduong, we sevo pecha, wang’eyo ni sani budget tek, wate wawinje tokwatind tp wamedo nyakagi gazeti kata used books. Kitindo tp to ebet manur nur as ya face got being dumpy spirit not bright. And many like me can see.

Another area to get money 4 govt like in MN the id is valid 4 1 year b4 u replace it and it got replacement fee as much as lost ones. Got to think twice not just coming with things like made covid which we know the medication but u still refute cause the xmas eyeing has been destroyed so must get money to fund govt projects to a void shutdown as much as with E-bikes they should not be in a base or stop failure to which tantamount to warrant of arrest where they pay a fine and are out. This is another area where govts can get money as much as with E-taxi or buses.

In like Kenya chain-stores they put much emphasis on washing hands, yet inside the supermarket its hot conducive 4 the virus spreed. It would be more prudent to give masks than to wash the hands but they dont see. They wanna do their own, may it not be that the curfew monitors people spending habit b4 they are attacked or to hinder those who have known how to make artificial foods and gadgets as they are trying to locate them to just do the explained above. Lock down need processed food given to people who got none at dusk but 2 survive have to wake up the next morning to start fro scratch. Govt see into this. My friends it just cements the truth that with poverty and sickness better u die, its more costly and cumbersome. They are 2 anti-ethical issues!!!

I took my id to the police, but kinda, they wanted to like break a fight if i at all i had gone 1st. I hate people wanting my food, big or grown ups and women waiting 4 me with kids as i have both capacity to live in poverty and in riches. If they persist if resort to being poor and i wanna see where they will get to next, which person. Then hooliganism crops in alongside the roads, they just starts u then at dusk they call multitude to ambush ya and its crystal clear its from the police and whats from the corps is from the presidency. Folks how will it end, they are poor, the wealth they got is stolen collected wealth just 4 good will which they have given to lawyers as bribe to their ways to still move on but now finished as much as the dubious ways to such tricks blocked, like counterfeit money detector, coded padlocks with transit etc or as described in other tumblr a/c following this. Or chukuwa as take the Greencard which u will never see wanting me to say usa is poor while also their dirty tricks to getting rich i have blocked, so if they still claim poverty them as well are poor. At mahavir nursery in kisumu and opposite joventure hotel ksm, their lies big holes to get u to the outter crust and find ya way to any nation provided it has also that hole like with WSU, KS Campus and u can use e-drones or rols-roy 5 year airplane to do esp that. Dude we need detectors to unearth the truth as bring truth home to settle the dust of shame dos

I think its the press on screen as touch screen making people rude or infusing that spirit of not wanting to listen or get from 1 among people, i think we should some few resort to pad type phone as along time people were not all that rude but rather listeners and infuse with the sprinkle urine mixed with water on roads to calm people giving them “u can sit 4 long hours spirit even if u got no job, make ya plan-less as its utility can tame many youths to just relax not geared towards much which will induce them later to like join crime gangs” In-fact if 1 hurl his/her urine on the road next to ya, u feel, kinda something getting out ya forehead or brain or from ya eye. Aint kidding bro, pure truth dude!!!!

Even from play station, u can tell the devil the type of car or structure u want as road types or bridges as building and he makes it to ya provided u know the place in dark procedure then u hurl cold water unto the sacrifice place as garbage, chaff, hay or used bottles, cloths or shoes etc

Even by taking the photos/pictures/snap shots of machines u long to make and placing them in between the above sacrifice and hurling cold water make those machines type even gotten from websites such as www.alibaba.com or just googled pictures.

https://betwinner.ke/en/?btag=d_4837m_1c_bw_E8nP5mcB3WDRFFmcYStE4L

If going out of Australia was meant to be then getting out of Australia u will get Mr white man, same applies to SA, USA as well as Mr Hindu with where they are which aint their nation. If Going to Canada cause its big, was predestined 4 ya, Mr white-man immigrants from USA or Australia to cement the 1st truth above then getting to Canada u will get same to If Australia was the black mans land then Australia is a black mans land and u must get out of it whether me dead or alive. The message is get back to ya sphere and why did u say so in history books, were u lying? Then tell us, ought to have shut up 4 the truth to be not known, side effects of having 1st mouth.

Get the posture of that man in the song link below, kebi was well groomed at that time, hair well combed going back and face shinny like a little one while speaking in the joint not seated in upright posture but rather the head out like looking at something from a house window in the sky up above like a plane but with a smiley face as if something good had cropped in or their plan which seemed impossible was on the right truck as a woman he has desired had given in, saying in local dialect “Do u know what i will tell her as if he had a big invention in store 4 a super woman that will make any woman long 4 her“ As i had it he tinted Minaj and Robinson name in the print media, so they said they will becoming to KAMPALA at dat time, where kebi was residing, somewhere in the midst of 2017. As we had it it was so alarming so wanted to arrest him with local police after assuring the social media used was his and delete it, which was not easy as he had many Fb a/c using different names as some1 else can open the same with ya name. Oblivious of the dire consequences thinking is the best fit

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Feverwideningcircles.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2019%2F12%2Fawe-beautiful-eyes-beautiful-girl-big-eyes-2709127-3-1820x1024.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Feverwideningcircles.com%2F2019%2F12%2F24%2Fawe-beau-lotto-lab-of-misfits%2F&tbnid=BiAPQ0LzHgRUlM&vet=12ahUKEwj6trbRr9HoAhWS_IUKHSPfC44QMygFegUIARDzAQ..i&docid=AXUZRbyjn_o6aM&w=1820&h=1024&q=images%20of%20people%20glancing%20at%20the%20sky%20in%20awe&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwj6trbRr9HoAhWS_IUKHSPfC44QMygFegUIARDzAQ#h=1024&imgdii=F7ZIIvw1yLVqFM:&vet=12ahUKEwj6trbRr9HoAhWS_IUKHSPfC44QMygFegUIARDzAQ..i&w=1820

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/woman-closely-scrutinizing-painting-exhibition-museum-245589460

The Ghetto people as well have learnt the machine making gimmicks as well as foods so the have the huge population so have organized to make the same like milk, sugar, salt, meat, detergents or cereals and mineral water etc, to sell among st them to save the revenues and venture into other feasible sectors of the economy like operating hotels, Chain stores,Cake or bread bakery, schools, taxi, commuter services or scrap metal dealership. So it wont be routine as the Rich man target them as a market while belittle them or if the insist it can tantamount to violence as the have as well learnt to make ammunition. They are not to be left behind or to be humiliated lest we separate every tribe formed nation into soft and rude people like the USA and Europe where the rude migrated to America to form a new nation cause were oppressed in religious lines. Poor people will have the day, get this straight if the govt keeps on playing games lest the whole drama resolved with urgency.

With containerization u can tell your supplier to lock the container with a padlock never mind to send u the key but just give ya the padlock serial no upon which arriving at the local port u will cut with hack saw, if cut u will realize or we can employ a bar code on the seal with businesses along the road or with ballot box where if u take the serial scanner it gives u what the business owner or returning officer had written as applies in the local chain-stores. This avoids the cutting of the serial to be replaced with another 1 altogether. Click the link below 4 more

https://www.alibaba.com/trade/search?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=bar+code+machine

https://www.alibaba.com/trade/search?f0=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=bar+code+reader+scanner&viewtype=&tab=&refine_attr_value=351-5960

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Serial-Lock-Factory-Price-Adjustable-Length_62419080709.html?spm=a2700.galleryofferlist.0.0.57a26b01gVeux7&s=p&bypass=true

If u stay in school like college much people see ya as defecating in huge many parts, as u got blocked mind, dont look like at the Kenyan daily to see those salary are minimal than what u will be paid like in a 10 year period yet u r not guaranteed of ya life and in job as your job can be terminated yet with like scrap metal vendor to open is 10 thousand 4 cert just locating 4 land to do the same b4 u venture into something big like the white do but good/bad thing if u do dat they say u r money minded and associate ya with being kikuyu which many want not and all the white man lies like plane uses this and that while it uses heated gas to fly which the refute to gain still dominance and respect, buy small drone to know the truth online. What drone uses is the same technology plane uses period and many more dude.

Police using this created atmosphere to give criminal guns at dusk to investigate some-few and engage them in a shootout b4 changing the story and some teargas canister got covid virus in it. They can fire the same yet covid is airborne. SAYING local dialect to belong dont build the economy once dubious money making ways are blocked like 2goinvoice, making fake cash or carry1st, what canmake a nation is like coming upwith ya own decoder like with azam or bamba tv to get those from ya tribe who have subscribed to others like foreign i.e Dstv to subscribed to the local 1 to give u a leverage not just talking which heads to ya food. It cant go that way, or 1 engage ya in a debate which is finalized like covid with ginger which if u refute them, kinda, they get up like 2 one, wanting to like kiss ya or grab ya hand and the other kinda, wants to ransack ya pocket b4 again they came good to u. Bad character dude as much as the dignitaries with covid yet they now know the medication but still saying curfew goes on as usual to facilitate the above.

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=bamba+decorder+from+which+country

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=5V-IXubNGMPggwfZq7WYDA&q=sonar+decorder+from+which+country&oq=sonar+decorder+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQR0oKCBcSBjEyLTE0MEoICBgSBDEyLTVQ_9YPWM3dD2D85g9oAHACeACAAeABiAGYCJIBAzItNZgBAKABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwim1IjKxs7oAhVD8OAKHdlVDcMQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?q=kenya+owned+pay+tvdecorder&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjq3pn8xs7oAhUGohQKHadmCS0QsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

Uganda own made internet, they are moving around convincing folks they got their own like in the link below but its just a matter of time b4 they role it out publicly

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&q=uganda+own+internet

Lets finish the white community once and for all dude by like the above

Many will get to heaven like Jesus says of the prostitutes as in the excuse 4 ya wrong behavior can be Mr Hindu used to change my mind with of anything to change my conduct and at that time no 1 told me that eating deep fried fish avert the same or eating skari ngulu with grown ginger, so u find ya self in heaven dude, its a plus to Mr Hindu gimmicks of convincing people taking their time to help take people to hell. I did not know, Christ with division to cement de truth.

Many working in the banking and the dignitaries signing in those bank setting deals will get to hell dude cause they are helping building Britain as those who subscribe to payed Tv playing their sports like DSTv and the watchers, its them who brought the Hindu to do the above. Buy even on higher purchase or on credit like in USA without taking loans from like their banks i.e stanchart or Barclays, chase etc and moreover they are shareholders in local banks as Barclays fund the EPL people describe above watch. My friends, Britain is poor as now the gadgets they claim to be selling every nation has their brands which will reduce their sales, so we wanna see where they get money if not online cash like 2goinvoice or carry1st or artificial tea they buy in small amount and make huge selling in Eu cause its them making the plane or ship as well as Coffee or selling cocaine/narcotics, used clothes or printing other nations cash as they got much tender in many nation of printing money, if they print yours at home they can print it anywhere and use it against ya. This is out of their spreading wings in colonizing the whole world as trust which is diminishing.

Less eating puts ya in the coffin and it doesn’t take long b4 u die. If now people are eating small fish and such vendors got money so want every1 to follow suit its up to ya dude, eat alone ya rudeness bro, anywhere u r looking 4 death as digging ya own grave Mr luo or kisii or masai, or trukana blooded men. Thats ya own problemo, u see police monitoring people who eat with their gimmicks, using some few locals to terrorize their next neighbors at nigh. That cements the truth that they are selfish with nothing, go straight to hell dude, siren gas period. Now the marathon or cry head to Australia, if true it was black mans land get out Mr white man period as well as America land of the Red Indians and some parts mexico, Mr Hindu get out and go back to ya country, every1 to his land as per the bible. Excuse was they could destroy the land by brick burning but now they have known how to make everything so can run their spheres. We wont bay ya cause we know u r kikuyu blooded who love themselves and cant serve justice, so we can afford to tolerate ya or be lenient to ya as previous that its the men bad and women good. Its a gimmick they learnt period dude. It will be an eye 4 an eye or a teeth 4 a teeth as revenge is the best dish served cold to us. The Negro get back to Alaska and be with Eskimos or get to Africa as we get to Australia, some cant condone ya character of claiming this and that without anything well known.

Lake Victoria basin was detonated as the lake is artificial so its long we know not, it was a network of rivers flowing to Somali b4 the join as tributaries to form 1 big. Detonators were place in deep holes many in a large area then detonated to change the course of the rivers by creating a big trench which water filled 4 along time b4 the located a weak point at Jinja Uganda to again dig an outflow 4 it not to grow big again to take the water out to Current Egypt, the dis-tributaries where dug as well to convince many it is natural just like with where the white and the blue Nile converge in S Sudan the same can be done to create anew lake altogether to convince ya. Maybe the reason they force its promise land 4 many to come and find themselves in hell if they fail to repent the East Africa River network was just like with the Brazilian many rivers joining to form the amazon river which if the above is done forms again another lake altogether and thats why the whites Migrated from here to Temperate land to come again later after along time. Click the link below 4 much

https://blogs.nelson.wisc.edu/es112-309-3/water/

Like a car company their car collection got not wanting to buy spirit like with Nissan, Dream-liner plane, drones using kebi AE technology which has not been compensated, Buick convertibles the same way with No fuel generators but lucky are we, at jumia now we got wind powered turbines placed on hill tops to gives us electricity or on high poles or on running water nearby to cement bible truth u will be left alone in the link below but many machine making company who knows the above encourages some to do the same so people hate those brands to still settle on their brands, so take heed b4 u assassinate better compensate and accept defeat bro

https://biblehub.com/isaiah/30-17.htm

https://www.jumia.ug/generic-1800w-lantern-wind-turbines-generator-5-blades-122448v-vertical-controller-2619670.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-200w-12v24v-wind-power-generator-red-lantern-style-wind-turbine-street-lamp-11713558.html

Stop blood donation, transfuse ya own blood, little taken like in time of accident then much made then transfused on ya. Made in the dark by mixing with distilled water then on the container its resting cold water hurled in the dark to make much. The hospital can employ people who can just do that period dude. Blood transfusion transfer bad genes or character to others changing their mindsets and it can be an excuse in time of judgement after death.

The gadget below helps know how much liquid like petrol or water has been used and can be a standby confirmation to ascertain credibility just like with electric meter alongside the power company 1 or water meter along the company 1 to eliminate overcharging of bill to be used in other not pleasing ventures by con men in govt at that time. Click the link below to cement the above truth bro

https://www.google.com/search?q=personal+home+digital+electric+meter+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiejaD_vM7oAhVJnRoKHe5ACJsQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=personal+home+digital+electric+meter+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DBM1itRmCpSmgAcAB4AIABtwKIAYEOkgEHMC44LjAuMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=2FWIXp7BI8m6au6BodgJ&bih=658&biw=984&client=opera&hs=Yci#imgrc=xU_ngP8-Tb6RTM&imgdii=MMKz6XQh4WYXbM

https://www.se.com/ww/en/product-category/4100-power-monitoring-and-control/?filter=business-4-low-voltage-products-and-systems

https://www.google.com/search?q=personal+home+digital+electric+meter+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiejaD_vM7oAhVJnRoKHe5ACJsQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=personal+home+digital+electric+meter+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DBM1itRmCpSmgAcAB4AIABtwKIAYEOkgEHMC44LjAuMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=2FWIXp7BI8m6au6BodgJ&bih=658&biw=984&client=opera&hs=Yci#imgrc=FkOBCHs_DUXgMM

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/krohne-flow-meter-china.html

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Automated vending machine eliminates customer serving which breeds class in the link below

https://compulsive.tumblr.com/post/169099843014

Pay on-phone digital water meter, this amount gives ya running water 4 such hrs under the above specified pressure or this amount subscribed fill like this tank or is equivalent to this amount of water in liters to avoid water theft on the client and govt side as well, they are doing this to assure the women they want, this what they will do in rainy days when roads are impassible out of floods or collapsed bridges and car engine knocking out of water getting into it, while the women see its not prudent cause aint silent and its known will give them bad reputation. Thats the gimmick bro!!!!!

Click the link below to get a glimpse of prepaid water bill meters as explained above, this can save big time if backed with a big container to fill 1st to ascertain if the liter collected fit the supplier stipulated amount to avoid theft from the govt or city side or if this aint fruitful let u get the tank then the truck fill it and u pay them after every refill as well in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=prepaid+water+meters+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwist5u-n8zoAhXj0eAKHU-XDkgQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=prepaid+water+meters+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwist5u-n8zoAhXj0eAKHU-XDkgQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

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check tumblr a/c sirjustice50, We wanna finish the world period, they had known more than we know but as a tradition we ought to have known more than them esp Dstv with Sa And Uk and China many payed tv decoders with African made 1 like from Tanzania Azam decoder and u can google that and soon other African nations like Senegal will follow suit Buy the meter below and place it along ya city water bill meter to get the best results just like with thermometers, they don’t lie bro as much as electric meter

https://www.google.com/search?q=digitalised+water+meter+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjL08adm8zoAhVL5eAKHeZeDhwQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?q=digitalised+water+meter+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjL08adm8zoAhVL5eAKHeZeDhwQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

fly ua own drone in the link below, now where is the engine or is heated gas

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MsIsB7AIf-M

what u want Mr, tell USA to get me my cash lest i hurl my ID to the police which they wanna know if i got to steal to facilitate personification. Mr China, dont look perplexed dude

https://www.tumblr.com/dashboard/blog/staff

The character portrayed in many white women community and like the kamba of not listening and rude is preparation 4 sex, they have known their dubious ways are headed no-where so cant be polite but rude to attract the male sex hormone.

Kinda, their is a psychological war going around, kinda, u see two people fighting holding like a welded frame iron trying to out do each other like to snatch from 1 another

Delanu says to kebi, an ablobeto chot lobinson, i mean lobinson cougar and it will be parthe after parthe. Dont disapoint me lobinson, he was heard after, kinda, being tipsy not of alcohol but after eating the tip of the sugar cane. Lobinson en mala, Robinson is mine not in the bble the nile is mine pharaoh heard saying, delanu duet wid kebi was saying in sharp but staggering retort as if a woman they loved most was or has played had to get 4 quit along time they cant take. PLEASH Minaj dont be an intruder or Andrea of WSU, KS.

Instagram search, u just search countries name and a list give and u post on comments at the same time send personal messages as my tumblr a/c is sirjustice50 to reach many in any nation. So if u wanna annihilate me think twice cause u cant eat of it to gain privilege as it would have be so, prudent, if it could bring the above picture.

Kenyans are rich, kar, kare if translated or abv, like that, ndivyo hivyo, after getting money out of 2goinvoice and carry1st so don’t mind about the poor, they call 4 curfew cause they have bought snacks and wheat flour to make mandazi or chapati to take them 4 months, anyway its 2 fold, we wanna know now the kisii blooded men cause they got that character,in eventuality take them to kisii, lock them down completely as a new small nation, with kamba we had known with the mask, a small mess they like shy away they gonna be infected, they are Mr am so high or that man is high and locating gimmicks to join the same or help thwart the mr so high or fly enemies. Instead of putting people in seclusion to jeopardize the running of economy, place tiny oxygen mask in the market 4 people to wear, those who got money, in crowded areas as jobs or in car parks like in the link below to still allow continuity of economic operation. May it not be a gimmick to sell such to the rich as kebi had seen it prior

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/baby%2Boxygen%2Bmask?image_type=photo&search_source=base_related_searches§ion=1&ref_context=keyword

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+oxygen+gas+cylinders&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjViZ-_8svoAhWx0eAKHQo1AIkQsAR6BAgHEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

The water bill can be inflated with the new digital meters from the head office, so it can be a fill the tank meter if it cant be flat rate 4 every household. Where u open a digital switch to fill the tank, to the brim , kinda, it pushes a lid to rotate the meter to signal the tank was filled again b4 use and seal liked the oppo phone 4 no intruder to mess with it. When water is finished in the tank which can be place on the ceiling board wide but short in height but broad in width and length to carry much water. And it should be digitalis-ed 4 the water office to sense a refill and a fill to the brim to avoid water theft on 2 frontier on the govt side as explained above and on the consumer side. Click the links below to facilitate the explanation

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/toilet+flush

https://www.amazon.in/Sintex-Loft-Plastic-Water-White/dp/B01DMBUPTY

Hindu blooded men, who got no-sense, wanna disturb people with their kids, people who they had look down upon yet they are from another tribe, 1st should take their plight to their community but bring to others. They say they got an amicable solution, u should set a side food 4 them that they give out excuses that now days people eat less just 1 meal on ya food, when 1 dies they lament yet is a best thing, rather die than stay in their discussing or pity company, when they got they know u not, sometime they behave they dont have and u know u know they have, they bring their shit to ya saying that they got things in store which are big by tolerating them u as well being bothered will benefit like US population per state still low and they are the Negros, so if they get back to the USA they will have pity on ya and send u madolares, as bucks, so just tolarate their conduct as u or ya kids will benefit big. They say they are learning automation, question is where is ya car, or payed Tv like the Tz 1? Friends time has overtaken ya and u cant continue with ya tricks again while others still insinuating they are opening African foods in Europe and USA like Mexican foods the whites have accepted them at large or has talked to the Govt of Nicaragua, Belize or Costa Rica to start the same down there or a tea factory as places like kisii or central are still virgin in tea products and many whites have cemented the truth so it will be a big thing and currently the gimmicks in like Kenyan govt explained in other following tumblr of this a/c are part of the reason of their confidence as to where to outsource some of the cash to start the above companies so just bear with us but not having it in mind we got artificial tea as those people partake ice tea which if artificial tea was used dont tint the teeth as with hot tea, Gimmicks after Gimmicks bro to no end. Question where has it taken ya or where will it take ya if not want to hit 1 in the eye b4 u came back again to him or put up a fight or in the dark ambush the 1 who was in argument with ya. U wanna be 1st still without anything, dude think twice!!!!

With luya people refusing to stop working with Mr hindu to stop the whole shit, when it gets well,it was a blessing in disguise u will not mingle with people agian anywhere in kenya, am not against ya but the truth, wanna fight me dude and its people thinking not mine, eeeh, eeeh, eeeh, see what am saying. Back u will get to ya lands as each tribe will be a nation.

Buy Zinox made in Nigeria computers, Kenyans where are u or just talkative with empty words, where is ya own or still bragging with others made computers, click the link below 4 more

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+made+zinox+computers+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjg8Oza18noAhVV_IUKHdl9BcMQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+made+zinox+computers+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C50gVYw5MGYL-YBmgAcAB4AIAB9ASIAZQ5kgEGNC0xLjEymAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=xdKFXqD6EtX4lwTZ-5WYDA&client=ms-google-coop

Leave Dstv and go for East African 1st payed Tv Azam from Tanzania in the link below, we wanna make sure we finish China payed Tv and Dstv and still hopping 4 more

http://bakhresa.com/azam-media-ltd/azam-tv/

Me if i grow up i will be the opposition leader and at that time i will not agree to your deals even give ya kids job, kebi, thats up to u, just be, it will help u with ya siblings and ya people. Me at dat time i will be pro-govt. Another say he will not repair my bike, well dont do that, u aint the bike repair ya self, i will take my kids bike to another repair retorts kebi and another one still says that i will be a worn out sufuria repair, well, just be, i will not repair ya sufuria as i will be the best at that time, i will take to another repair, u aint alone get that. Gimmicks employed 4 u to offer sympathy like sharing ya food cause they have known how gadget/machines are made not the way they think so cant employ that gimmick to survive. Kev text, even if u die the world will still continue as u cant stop the world business. Die we bury u, stop disturbing us with ya stupidity bro of wanting to fill ya belly, u hungry and wretched, desiring free things from people. If u go to Rusia mortuary, many kids of ya edge are laying helplessly on the shelves then who r u, die kid we bury ya, ya character is tiring and sickening period and moreover i did not take part i making ya, talk to ya govt to address the issue, when told a good nation must have like few people u oppose but right-now the truth has gotten u handy. Wanting to disturb hardworking people with disturbing kids, when they are thinking u r busy having sex to making babies u know not their destiny, better they die as death is the best justice. Question, how many have died and still the world has not come to a standstill? Die hommie, stop disturbance, we give ya a decent burial.

They want people to wear material cloths so u iron them like daily to increase ya electric power intake to increase the bill. When u do the above u r at holiday with them, with jeans or kaki or wash and wear they became like wild/mad with ya and thats the underlying truth bro. Govt gimmicks using criminals in their shortcomings.

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&sxsrf=ALeKk03iwWSkigRU1dK-ynC-YJKksmztJg:1585662564650&q=images+of+digital+power+meter&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj66piv7cToAhULHMAKHTqsCGsQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=913

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+water+meter&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjC5Pmx7cToAhUL7xoKHW2uB5AQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+digital+water+meter&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CdFFjzJ2CsLmgAcAB4AIABgQSIAd0PkgEJMi01LjEuMC4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=akqDXsKHGovea-3cnoAJ&bih=913&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893

The link above shows digital water or power bill meter, many nations have resorted from above and it gives room 4 tiny theft by speeding the pace at which the digits changes in many a household cause even its bought under phone at home in small denomination so hard to know and tell and the government of such nations are reaping huge out of this dude.

Like with Kenya they have created the corona virus so every kid at home watching tv, listening to Radio, playing PS or Ironing clothes as charging phones 4 their pals or theirs thus increase water or power usage as bill, when parents come back home they will not know of the discrepancy above but put blame on kids that they use more power but no pinch as can be paid on phone as little as a buck or 4 dimes or just $ 1. The power station or water has the capacity to increase like in 1 unit used they say its two to reap huge big. So my text is electric bill should be fixed 4 every household no-matter the usage and thats why many governments are rushing to even connect every household to electricity and even rapid rural electrification not left behind the money got from the dubious making of artificial poles luring gays they are from SA. When every1 at home it also increase cooking gas usage or buying of new handsets as phone usage by buying the airtime, going to clubs etc, so the curfew is seeing into what have been explained above but happy are we as we now got AE technology as No fuel Generators from like China to avert the power situation above. This once bought and installed need no extra maintenance fee  so eliminates ya from the hick-ups of rampant power surge and black outs as much as the dubious power games played by the govt which are open yet they refuse to hearken to the truth

Most plane or ships as boat get stuck or fall due to the failure of battery recharge system attributed by hitches in alternator as short-circuit, so raising the red light as effective on how it can be made, let the alternator be at the pilot or driver seating area where u can replace it by another waiting, like u can have 2 and it will solve the airplane accidents witnessed like every year. 4 example the gear that the belt is attached to rotate the alternator should be a long rod to the driver seat area where the alternator can just be inserted like gun bullets or grenade on the launcher like in the link below

https://nationalinterest.org/blog/the-buzz/why-militaries-the-world-over-still-use-grenade-launchers-23552

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1DH_6cHsGo

When u became good that town became cold or with snow as God thinks u r well behaved so needs less monitoring and vice versa and that why cities like Jo-burg or Atl witness snows and they resort to illegality to be hot with Nigeria cities they act good cause its hot to be cold but to no avail bro. God sees people in clear skies as opposed to humidity or fogy skies like in winter or cold lands and thats the gimmick dude

People whose lands are like 50% propelled by ports like Durban, Mombasa or Amsterdam are cry foul as with new plane technology that can even carry like 100 tonnes if fusible as the source technology it makes the carrying of goods in ships then getting them out again into trucks expensive, sources gets to airports or any empty land and off-loading done, so if u thought u r looking 4 huge port nations to go and benefit from like getting employed as it will never end think twice as much as with opening containers while on transit to still from many in a small way to make it big by combining, now we got coded locks as opposed to the seal which could be cut and another 1 replaced without the owner knowing and u get by, dude think twice ya plan now blocked as much as with the good which were factory made like machine eg cars, airplanes part, Tv or radios will be imported in minimal amount not as previous as the locals now got their brands to buy from even with decoders like dstv or direct tv have locally made competitors like with of Sa or Senegal and soon every nation will have theirs as they as well got that technology, lets u get stuck or blocked like in checkers. And i hope u know dat dude.

Anyway whats the essence with the curfew and even during the day kids have sex and intermingle, kwani at night is when they cant do the above. Its all hidden in the explanation above period.

What if finally it come to pass that not fake Ginger that has entered the nation but grown ginger cures corona? Question is will those affected be compensated by the police like the beaten ones. They had it in mind thus brought the fake ginger in the link below to discourage ya that ginger aint the cure so they benefit big time in setting a side money to combat the above and using their own grown ginger grinned in a blender then mixed with distilled water to cure the same, they smear red soil on the ginger to make u think they r grown

https://www.google.com/search?q=fake+ginger+in+the+kenyan+market&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiD5cPI77_oAhUOA2MBHbmrDOIQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

If Tanzania is making choppers then they are making drones, to cement my truth explained in 1 of tumblr a/c following this 1, b4 lake Victoria was fenced they used to catch fish with it then fry and via Argentina get to the outer space then to the bottom of the earth the to a house in Louisiana which is rectangle but has wooden fence like in the song below and get out the vent and get into the USA to commit the atrocities explained above dude, many nations are just hiding their innovations

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1UR2YR4yq6Y

https://www.google.com/search?q=tz+made+chopper+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjxzaWh8b_oAhWi3eAKHXUkDjEQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

Mr trump is playing dice on the below, even their is a drop in usage of narcotics as many thought using such will liberate their mind and make them think or come up with gadgets that makes Mr oppressor tramples on them as they have known the hidden truth behind gadget making as explained in other tumblr a/c following this 1. M any nations want to stay afloat by capitalizing on this to still fund their empire. “Staying a float in the rainy days where their is no food as most food crops are destroyed in the farm like by heavy down pour or hailstone“ Pe not penis in local jargon or therluoji, king of the jew to cement the truth. Their is hunger, aketch, njaa out of the above

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3Xi6uvRUrM

https://www.google.com/search?q=trump+addressing+the+force+next+to+navy+ship&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjhk7Gq8r_oAhVx8uAKHYe9CxIQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

Their deal now blocked as their negro counterpart has known how to make artificial tea, cocoa, chocolate, cakes or coffee which in the USA is sold as iced tea and in that nature dont spoil the teeth as hot tea. So they want to introduce iced tea in Africa as they introduced KFC to attract more African consumers to add to the Negro population to still stay afloat, even their markets in Mexico, Guatemala, belize, Nicaragua, panama has learnt the same even automation to shrink their market so resorting to dubious ways like the corona case with the police curfew. Stop dude, times up and get this straight u cant teach old dogs new tricks, back off me dude!!! Still u claim superiority, u r more superior than me, shit dude, people are the same period in anything dude. Still wanna lead the parade and be 1st, then, stop homie lest put up a fight, let it be a tag of war, Mr Hindu

Stop many words that people are trespassing into ya premise or business, use the cheap wireless cameras above and for identity crisis as people transfigure like in airports, schools or in businesses to manipulate things then employ the cheap finger print scanner in the link below as well

https://www.jumia.co.ke/zk4500-usb-fingerprint-scanner-black-zkteco-mpg172464.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-qc21-wifi-home-dome-camera-1080p-hd-wireless-ip-cam-indoor-security-surveillance-cloud-service-4307489.html

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https://www.jumia.co.ke/hikvision-cctv-camera-dome-with-night-vision-26497981.html

Now the temperature of like tea or coffee u r taking using the digital thermometer in the link below where if the beverage becomes cold tell ya wife or Girl-friend and vice versa to warm it a little bit until it reaches the temperature u desire not to spoil ya teeth or make ya teeth grow numb or maybe make ya over-sweet to make ya want to bathe again, while tired, b4 u retire to ya bed or talk a walk on the hot humid summer weather. Dude think smart but let it be twice bro. “The truth is right here with us and we cant hide or escape from it bro and thats the bottom line no kidding dude“

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-or-lcd-refrigerator-freezer-fridge-digital-thermometer-temperature-50-110-c-8911474.html

Looking 4 CV OR CV-S Store as corona virus is cv or locating the hurled Gold wanting free things bro, i now know ya period.

Traditions of a tribe like the jumping of masai at the airport goes along with poverty and sympathy, as the nations develops to became like among the 1st world it means traditions got no place cause now u r par eliminating the above, if u insist with the same it breeds spirit and that’s what happening in Kenya with the police beatings to signal ya the character of Big bodied people of not listening and the rampant shootings in SA as they still hold to traditions. If u insist on the above it means u want to trample on a certain tribe which can turn on ya like with the big bodied people above or like the luo tribe now starting say they are this and that to no end.

Corona virus has cure and its grown ginger, Kemri ought to have investigated this and tell people to stop the beating of grown ups who are anti-masai gimmicks and that’s what is monitored during the day then if u walk bad at dusk a rod on ya. They wanna make money with the sanitation placed to wash ya hands, its open dude, stop, like those soap bottles are taken back and more hand wash added and sticker place on them and sold again, even at the scrap metal base they opt 4 the same. Now they monitor how u eat, how much u spend cause the nation is poor as the gimmicks like making extra-key is now eliminated by combination padlocks in trucks along the way and businesses as well, so they brought the curfew so u buy food during the day to monitor the mentioned above cause at dusk u get along the roadside venders and u buy not known, so the curfew is to bar the vendors from selling to u or to bar u from getting into their houses to buy. Friends which nation is governed that way, it should be like national park and if u behave bad with food its your kins and friends to advice ya on the same period. Masai cant eat in people houses even if the bulk of the national cake made in their lands, the Govt ought to have come up with a law suit to take like 2-3 % of net pay of every civil servant to see into the above like people who are coming from those lands where like Tea, coffee, cement, horticulture are grown- to cater 4 their hunger so they don’t behave like the above that they have been sidelined cause its crystal clear civil servants are paid from the above. But now its too little too late as it now calls 4 separation among every tribe as they have learnt making gadgets and ammunition as well they can use against another and say its the police, u can collect made like guns in 1 base but in the dark somewhere they are still making, its just a sample bro. Separate the nation stop game among ethnic lines, can save the situation big time. I wont be writing everyday b4 u come up with again another gimmick, what next after corona dude, gangsters, answer me dude?

They culture corona virus place in conducive gas cylinders b4 transferring into like small perfume spray to facilitate the above which if u unearth makes the govt anxious to sent the police as the corona curfew deal is havocked.

What’s happening in Kenya we put the blame on ICC, cause its them who allowed the orchestrators of PEV to still be rulers to champion the above maybe after being bribed to facilitate the agendas of the Mr. Big Man as The White community. If u talk ill of the masai blooded they are unto ya at dusk if u walk bad marking ya cloth of the day u r wearing bro.

https://www.standardmedia.co.ke/article/2001358331/tuju-fights-sh1-5b-loan-case-ruling-by-uk-court

The link above represents areas where the said loving good life Mr. big man but somehow lazy, wants to invest by the cash gotten from the corona saga as explained above. Their plans are to get women which they will never get as other spheres have as well come up with innovations as I tell you to click the link to see and saying Kenyans where are you or just bickering, accept u r poor or it calls 4 violence against the govt cause is sickening and tiring dude!!! They plan to stay a float capitalizing cash gotten from this saga like buying E-motorbikes, buses and put them on roads as well as like medium ships to place into Lake Victoria to take people to Uganda and Tanzania promising huge reaps as profits. Folks we want to see their next over-ambitious plan or-else it calls 4 massacre period, don’t get me in a bind dude, I aint championing 4 violence but a better world 4 all on it and that’s my text dude. Get busy boy!!!!

Traditions don’t take ya anywhere like with the latest innovations below, their is nothing like playing orutu with the luo or planting ng'ou tree or jumping at the airport with the masai or bull-fighting with the luya or listening to lingala with tipsy mean claiming that’s why they are innovative or watching EPL it calls 4 creative thinking and that’s final dude and its impeccable.

https://pixabay.com/images/search/padlocks/

https://www.jumia.co.ke/door-locks/

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-home-security-3-combination-travel-suitcase-luggage-bag-code-lock-zipper-padlock-blue-12683044.html

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https://www.amazon.co.uk/Combination-Padlocks/b?node=1938664031

https://www.amazon.co.uk/s?k=combination+door+locks&i=diy&rh=n%3A1938664031&page=2&qid=1585383790&ref=sr_pg_2

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The repairs of old door locks are crying foul as with the digital combination ones which many opt 4 cause their is no duplicate with opening keys and no-repair as when u 4get passcode u buy a new 1 or when have hitches u do the same. If many replace them, it means the repairs above will be rendered useless and jobless unless they venture into another field altogether which as well proves cumbersome.

Manze ule mama mwenye anafanya Princeton University as library assistant, ule mkenya says Raymond sharply getting into kebi conversation, but kebi comprehends and says huyo, that 1 in English. Manze alinipa jobo katika ile hoteli karibu na hiyo shule, sikukuwa na do mtu wangu, vile alinipa, nilirukia, nikasunguwa nikasuguwa nikasunguwa, mtu wa mine and guess what ndiyo hiyo 30 bucks mkononi taslimu. A 1 hour job beste wa mine!!!!

Kwani wanataka nini, kana kwamba wanakuangalia kama nyama hanged kwenye butcher mtu wa mine. Kuna kitu jomba says Rodgers.

Choppers are 4 the poor sympathizers and any1 who owns or ride on such is known that way, the rich-man sympathizers ride on light aircraft pictured below. Choppies are book warmers and most are from the Ghetto, most rich kids are dummies and if any cleaver most have the paper previously which if captured and placed on a tumblr a/c with the index number then the subject name or abv then the whole exam stealing saga atrophies. I left banking along time and stop liasing with hooligans to like sturb me with a knife which they investigate if I have as well as the policeman in it as much as lecturers. Sudden death, die hard and make sure u die ya own death bro. If I got the knife they join hands and break it wanting me to buy another 1, u gay, fuck u, u glutton, we know the cloth u r wearing weather black or gray or the writtings, it will be used against ya like to eliminate ya by shooting ya from up above like from a chopper. Even if u die, now its better, we have known how gadgets are made, unless u know how to communicate with the devaura which if u don’t know we kill ya 1st, cause u r a bother but if u can we can give ya 2nd chance. Ya corpse taken if incase with rude kids, place under dough, plastic or glass bottle, old shoes, chaff, cereals or old clothes to make mini-misiles to follow big sent missiles like in the link below where in the dark they hurl like cold milk unto the above and boom an armoured mini-misile is formed. 4 rude strong bones adults they are used to make big trucks like in the link below

https://www.dreamstime.com/photos-images/missile.html

https://www.navistar.com/navistar/

https://www.kanyidaily.com/2016/08/first-ever-tanzanian-made-helicopter-to.html

https://www.123rf.com/stock-photo/light_aircraft.html?sti=lavfo1s78tadzwfxyh|

Coconuts when placed like in dough makes as well as Nofuel china generator and u can google that bro to see or the automated vending machines in the link below while dough placed like making mandazi with garlic inside makes smartphone or small gadgets like watches, pulse rate readers, thermometers etc. Phones as well can be made with cattle tongue under the hurl cold water unto them in the dark

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.safeboda.passenger&hl=en

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Cheapest-price-WQ-48-egg-incubator_60290034675.html?spm=a2700.8293689.youMayAlsoLike.3.38c067affsfDH8

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/automatic+vending+machine

The above automated vending machines are dollar or Euro enabled as well you can talk to the manufacturer to make which can accept ya currency and even pubs atrophies as much as shops provided is like armored and seats are heavy to break and thereby u got wireless camera to monitor your like alcohol pub or ya shop. Make work easy don’t struggle with loss in business attributed to theft from timing customers and miscalculation give customer much than they want, don’t get me in a bind women “it aint ejaculation” but am talking about balance to the client maybe out of being tipsy or faulty machines like calculator The above is also done not to allow the boda boda riders create a pool conducive 4 hooliganism, make them not know each other but to be a 1 man guitar fail to which tantamount to warrant of arrest if the local police are prudent in their management period

Click the link below to get a glimpse of Jamaica made motorbikes

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/harley+davidson+bike

Click the link below to get a glimpse of 1st solar powered Tv from Tanzania, Kenyans where are u in this are bro, shut up dude, stop accuses and wanting free things lest u r silenced

https://plugintheworld.com/news/mobisol-launches-43inchtv/

https://www.mobisol.co.tz/packages/sts

Get a glimpse of Akon built city in the link below https://edition.cnn.com/2018/06/25/africa/akon-launch-crypto-city-senegal/index.html

1st solar powered smartphone made in kenya images in the link below

https://www.dotsavvyafrica.com/dotsavvy-launches-juasimu-the-worlds-first-solar-powered-smartphone/

Made in kenya solar panels in the link below

http://www.m-kopa.com/m-kopa-goes-made-in-kenya-with-pv-panels/

A man allowing police to cane him and just laughing as its pure jokes as corona virus medication is grown ginger period dude, “Open gimmicks dude amongst dignitaries not criminals“

If u opt to make ya own mini-ship to save as new 1 maybe expensive using the E-small car engine to propel it then the below digital speedometer will be of great help to ya in the link below or with ya made siren gas propelled machine like with cars or bus

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=digital+speedometer

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+speedometers&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwirvI2Y-b_oAhUN8hQKHXGLBDQQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

With ya made boat crossing the atlantic maybe from Dakar, senegal to NY USA u can use the direction compass in the link below not to get the other side and get lost all together but makes ya stay abreast in ya way untill u reach ya desired destination. You of little faith period

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+direction+compass&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjKvcXC-b_oAhUJlhQKHd6QCycQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910#imgrc=WFv5mh9w7wpQuM

owhowo matek, stupid!!!!, the small nations after mexico is the gimmick they sell their artificial tea or coffee USA and mexico, they got star bucks there as well as MC Donald, Dillon, Walmart and more where they sell much of their iced tea products

Click the link below to get full information on Cameroon made bus yet nations like Kenya are still prouding themselves and looking 4 like tata bus company to set their plant in the nation. Kenyans where are u dude?

https://www.224digitalmedia.com/?p=9779

Check as well 4 maisha computers in the link below from Tanzania

https://www.google.com/search?q=tanzania+made+maisha+computer+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwic3vus28noAhVHA2MBHT0dC3oQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654#imgrc=O7c3hJubakP86M

You want me anytime in the restaurant to set food aside 4 u as i dont eat it all, well, so good but 4 how long? Will we usher in new year and reach another xmus doing that? Stupid dude!!! U must find a solution 4 that or u declare ya-self hunger stricken so the world step up or if u continue it calls for caning like they did to Christ. Ega ng’ielre tobado wasema nikuachie dish kama angali wewe bado mtoto mchanga, it can be 4 weeks but after a month u look 4 an alternative way to feed yaself dude. Wapatiye kidogo hadi lini Mr Orezo, kwani ni walemavu ama watoto wachanga?

Dstv or China like Zuku, bamba should employ the sport betting method 4 people to pay even 4 only like 1 movies, sports or a series as multi-programs not necessarily paying 4 the whole month this will as well increase their profitability as many will subscribe what to see when a round as opposed to the monthly pay which many dont opt 4 cause most of the time they aint in the house. China with corona virus and SA with Dstv, they created the same 4 what is happening to take shape, children and students get home and do more subscription to increase profitability and many Presidents went to SA to officiate the same. Daytime gimmicks and gimmicks dude, style up dude!!!

Me if i grow up i will be the opposition leader and at that time i will not agree to your deals even give ya kids job, kebi, thats up to u, just be, it will help u with ya siblings and ya people. Me at dat time i will be pro-govt. Another say he will not repair my bike, well dont do that, u aint the bike repair ya self, i will take my kids bike to another repair retorts kebi and another one still says that i will be a worn out sufuria repair, well, just be, i will not repair ya sufuria as i will be the best at that time, i will take to another repair, u aint alone get that. Gimmicks employed 4 u to offer sympathy like sharing ya food cause they have known how gadget/machines are made not the way they think so cant employ that gimmick to survive. Kev text, even if u die the world will still continue as u cant stop the world business. Die we bury u, stop disturbing us with ya stupidity bro of wanting to fill ya belly, u hungry and wretched, desiring free things from people. If u go to Rusia mortuary, many kids of ya edge are laying helplessly on the shelves then who r u, die kid we bury ya, ya character is tiring and sickening period and moreover i did not take part i making ya, talk to ya govt to address the issue, when told a good nation must have like few people u oppose but right-now the truth has gotten u handy. Wanting to disturb hardworking people with disturbing kids, when they are thinking u r busy having sex to making babies u know not their destiny, better they die as death is the best justice. Question, how many have died and still the world has not come to a standstill? Die hommie, stop disturbance, we give ya a decent burial.

They want people to wear material cloths so u iron them like daily to increase ya electric power intake to increase the bill. When u do the above u r at holiday with them, with jeans or kaki or wash and wear they became like wild/mad with ya and thats the underlying truth bro. Govt gimmicks using criminals in their shortcomings.

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&sxsrf=ALeKk03iwWSkigRU1dK-ynC-YJKksmztJg:1585662564650&q=images+of+digital+power+meter&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj66piv7cToAhULHMAKHTqsCGsQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=913

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+water+meter&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjC5Pmx7cToAhUL7xoKHW2uB5AQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+digital+water+meter&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CdFFjzJ2CsLmgAcAB4AIABgQSIAd0PkgEJMi01LjEuMC4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=akqDXsKHGovea-3cnoAJ&bih=913&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893

The link above shows digital water or power bill meter, many nations have resorted from above and it gives room 4 tiny theft by speeding the pace at which the digits changes in many a household cause even its bought under phone at home in small denomination so hard to know and tell and the government of such nations are reaping huge out of this dude.

Like with Kenya they have created the corona virus so every kid at home watching tv, listening to Radio, playing PS or Ironing clothes as charging phones 4 their pals or theirs thus increase water or power usage as bill, when parents come back home they will not know of the discrepancy above but put blame on kids that they use more power but no pinch as can be paid on phone as little as a buck or 4 dimes or just $ 1. The power station or water has the capacity to increase like in 1 unit used they say its two to reap huge big. So my text is electric bill should be fixed 4 every household no-matter the usage and thats why many governments are rushing to even connect every household to electricity and even rapid rural electrification not left behind the money got from the dubious making of artificial poles luring gays they are from SA. When every1 at home it also increase cooking gas usage or buying of new handsets as phone usage by buying the airtime, going to clubs etc, so the curfew is seeing into what have been explained above but happy are we as we now got AE technology as No fuel Generators from like China to avert the power situation above. This once bought and installed need no extra maintenance fee  so eliminates ya from the hick-ups of rampant power surge and black outs as much as the dubious power games played by the govt which are open yet they refuse to hearken to the truth

Most plane or ships as boat get stuck or fall due to the failure of battery recharge system attributed by hitches in alternator as short-circuit, so raising the red light as effective on how it can be made, let the alternator be at the pilot or driver seating area where u can replace it by another waiting, like u can have 2 and it will solve the airplane accidents witnessed like every year. 4 example the gear that the belt is attached to rotate the alternator should be a long rod to the driver seat area where the alternator can just be inserted like gun bullets or grenade on the launcher like in the link below

https://nationalinterest.org/blog/the-buzz/why-militaries-the-world-over-still-use-grenade-launchers-23552

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1DH_6cHsGo

When u became good that town became cold or with snow as God thinks u r well behaved so needs less monitoring and vice versa and that why cities like Jo-burg or Atl witness snows and they resort to illegality to be hot with Nigeria cities they act good cause its hot to be cold but to no avail bro. God sees people in clear skies as opposed to humidity or fogy skies like in winter or cold lands and thats the gimmick dude

People whose lands are like 50% propelled by ports like Durban, Mombasa or Amsterdam are cry foul as with new plane technology that can even carry like 100 tonnes if fusible as the source technology it makes the carrying of goods in ships then getting them out again into trucks expensive, sources gets to airports or any empty land and off-loading done, so if u thought u r looking 4 huge port nations to go and benefit from like getting employed as it will never end think twice as much as with opening containers while on transit to still from many in a small way to make it big by combining, now we got coded locks as opposed to the seal which could be cut and another 1 replaced without the owner knowing and u get by, dude think twice ya plan now blocked as much as with the good which were factory made like machine eg cars, airplanes part, Tv or radios will be imported in minimal amount not as previous as the locals now got their brands to buy from even with decoders like dstv or direct tv have locally made competitors like with of Sa or Senegal and soon every nation will have theirs as they as well got that technology, lets u get stuck or blocked like in checkers. And i hope u know dat dude.

Anyway whats the essence with the curfew and even during the day kids have sex and intermingle, kwani at night is when they cant do the above. Its all hidden in the explanation above period.

What if finally it come to pass that not fake Ginger that has entered the nation but grown ginger cures corona? Question is will those affected be compensated by the police like the beaten ones. They had it in mind thus brought the fake ginger in the link below to discourage ya that ginger aint the cure so they benefit big time in setting a side money to combat the above and using their own grown ginger grinned in a blender then mixed with distilled water to cure the same, they smear red soil on the ginger to make u think they r grown

https://www.google.com/search?q=fake+ginger+in+the+kenyan+market&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiD5cPI77_oAhUOA2MBHbmrDOIQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

If Tanzania is making choppers then they are making drones, to cement my truth explained in 1 of tumblr a/c following this 1, b4 lake Victoria was fenced they used to catch fish with it then fry and via Argentina get to the outer space then to the bottom of the earth the to a house in Louisiana which is rectangle but has wooden fence like in the song below and get out the vent and get into the USA to commit the atrocities explained above dude, many nations are just hiding their innovations

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1UR2YR4yq6Y

https://www.google.com/search?q=tz+made+chopper+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjxzaWh8b_oAhWi3eAKHXUkDjEQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

Mr trump is playing dice on the below, even their is a drop in usage of narcotics as many thought using such will liberate their mind and make them think or come up with gadgets that makes Mr oppressor tramples on them as they have known the hidden truth behind gadget making as explained in other tumblr a/c following this 1. M any nations want to stay afloat by capitalizing on this to still fund their empire. “Staying a float in the rainy days where their is no food as most food crops are destroyed in the farm like by heavy down pour or hailstone“ Pe not penis in local jargon or therluoji, king of the jew to cement the truth. Their is hunger, aketch, njaa out of the above

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3Xi6uvRUrM

https://www.google.com/search?q=trump+addressing+the+force+next+to+navy+ship&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjhk7Gq8r_oAhVx8uAKHYe9CxIQsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

Their deal now blocked as their negro counterpart has known how to make artificial tea, cocoa, chocolate, cakes or coffee which in the USA is sold as iced tea and in that nature dont spoil the teeth as hot tea. So they want to introduce iced tea in Africa as they introduced KFC to attract more African consumers to add to the Negro population to still stay afloat, even their markets in Mexico, Guatemala, belize, Nicaragua, panama has learnt the same even automation to shrink their market so resorting to dubious ways like the corona case with the police curfew. Stop dude, times up and get this straight u cant teach old dogs new tricks, back off me dude!!! Still u claim superiority, u r more superior than me, shit dude, people are the same period in anything dude. Still wanna lead the parade and be 1st, then, stop homie lest put up a fight, let it be a tag of war, Mr Hindu

Stop many words that people are trespassing into ya premise or business, use the cheap wireless cameras above and for identity crisis as people transfigure like in airports, schools or in businesses to manipulate things then employ the cheap finger print scanner in the link below as well

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Now the temperature of like tea or coffee u r taking using the digital thermometer in the link below where if the beverage becomes cold tell ya wife or Girl-friend and vice versa to warm it a little bit until it reaches the temperature u desire not to spoil ya teeth or make ya teeth grow numb or maybe make ya over-sweet to make ya want to bathe again, while tired, b4 u retire to ya bed or talk a walk on the hot humid summer weather. Dude think smart but let it be twice bro. “The truth is right here with us and we cant hide or escape from it bro and thats the bottom line no kidding dude“

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Looking 4 CV OR CV-S Store as corona virus is cv or locating the hurled Gold wanting free things bro, i now know ya period.

Traditions of a tribe like the jumping of masai at the airport goes along with poverty and sympathy, as the nations develops to became like among the 1st world it means traditions got no place cause now u r par eliminating the above, if u insist with the same it breeds spirit and that’s what happening in Kenya with the police beatings to signal ya the character of Big bodied people of not listening and the rampant shootings in SA as they still hold to traditions. If u insist on the above it means u want to trample on a certain tribe which can turn on ya like with the big bodied people above or like the luo tribe now starting say they are this and that to no end.

Corona virus has cure and its grown ginger, Kemri ought to have investigated this and tell people to stop the beating of grown ups who are anti-masai gimmicks and that’s what is monitored during the day then if u walk bad at dusk a rod on ya. They wanna make money with the sanitation placed to wash ya hands, its open dude, stop, like those soap bottles are taken back and more hand wash added and sticker place on them and sold again, even at the scrap metal base they opt 4 the same. Now they monitor how u eat, how much u spend cause the nation is poor as the gimmicks like making extra-key is now eliminated by combination padlocks in trucks along the way and businesses as well, so they brought the curfew so u buy food during the day to monitor the mentioned above cause at dusk u get along the roadside venders and u buy not known, so the curfew is to bar the vendors from selling to u or to bar u from getting into their houses to buy. Friends which nation is governed that way, it should be like national park and if u behave bad with food its your kins and friends to advice ya on the same period. Masai cant eat in people houses even if the bulk of the national cake made in their lands, the Govt ought to have come up with a law suit to take like 2-3 % of net pay of every civil servant to see into the above like people who are coming from those lands where like Tea, coffee, cement, horticulture are grown- to cater 4 their hunger so they don’t behave like the above that they have been sidelined cause its crystal clear civil servants are paid from the above. But now its too little too late as it now calls 4 separation among every tribe as they have learnt making gadgets and ammunition as well they can use against another and say its the police, u can collect made like guns in 1 base but in the dark somewhere they are still making, its just a sample bro. Separate the nation stop game among ethnic lines, can save the situation big time. I wont be writing everyday b4 u come up with again another gimmick, what next after corona dude, gangsters, answer me dude?

They culture corona virus place in conducive gas cylinders b4 transferring into like small perfume spray to facilitate the above which if u unearth makes the govt anxious to sent the police as the corona curfew deal is havocked.

What’s happening in Kenya we put the blame on ICC, cause its them who allowed the orchestrators of PEV to still be rulers to champion the above maybe after being bribed to facilitate the agendas of the Mr. Big Man as The White community. If u talk ill of the masai blooded they are unto ya at dusk if u walk bad marking ya cloth of the day u r wearing bro.

https://www.standardmedia.co.ke/article/2001358331/tuju-fights-sh1-5b-loan-case-ruling-by-uk-court

The link above represents areas where the said loving good life Mr. big man but somehow lazy, wants to invest by the cash gotten from the corona saga as explained above. Their plans are to get women which they will never get as other spheres have as well come up with innovations as I tell you to click the link to see and saying Kenyans where are you or just bickering, accept u r poor or it calls 4 violence against the govt cause is sickening and tiring dude!!! They plan to stay a float capitalizing cash gotten from this saga like buying E-motorbikes, buses and put them on roads as well as like medium ships to place into Lake Victoria to take people to Uganda and Tanzania promising huge reaps as profits. Folks we want to see their next over-ambitious plan or-else it calls 4 massacre period, don’t get me in a bind dude, I aint championing 4 violence but a better world 4 all on it and that’s my text dude. Get busy boy!!!!

Traditions don’t take ya anywhere like with the latest innovations below, their is nothing like playing orutu with the luo or planting ng'ou tree or jumping at the airport with the masai or bull-fighting with the luya or listening to lingala with tipsy mean claiming that’s why they are innovative or watching EPL it calls 4 creative thinking and that’s final dude and its impeccable.

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The repairs of old door locks are crying foul as with the digital combination ones which many opt 4 cause their is no duplicate with opening keys and no-repair as when u 4get passcode u buy a new 1 or when have hitches u do the same. If many replace them, it means the repairs above will be rendered useless and jobless unless they venture into another field altogether which as well proves cumbersome.

Manze ule mama mwenye anafanya Princeton University as library assistant, ule mkenya says Raymond sharply getting into kebi conversation, but kebi comprehends and says huyo, that 1 in English. Manze alinipa jobo katika ile hoteli karibu na hiyo shule, sikukuwa na do mtu wangu, vile alinipa, nilirukia, nikasunguwa nikasuguwa nikasunguwa, mtu wa mine and guess what ndiyo hiyo 30 bucks mkononi taslimu. A 1 hour job beste wa mine!!!!

Kwani wanataka nini, kana kwamba wanakuangalia kama nyama hanged kwenye butcher mtu wa mine. Kuna kitu jomba says Rodgers.

Choppers are 4 the poor sympathizers and any1 who owns or ride on such is known that way, the rich-man sympathizers ride on light aircraft pictured below. Choppies are book warmers and most are from the Ghetto, most rich kids are dummies and if any cleaver most have the paper previously which if captured and placed on a tumblr a/c with the index number then the subject name or abv then the whole exam stealing saga atrophies. I left banking along time and stop liasing with hooligans to like sturb me with a knife which they investigate if I have as well as the policeman in it as much as lecturers. Sudden death, die hard and make sure u die ya own death bro. If I got the knife they join hands and break it wanting me to buy another 1, u gay, fuck u, u glutton, we know the cloth u r wearing weather black or gray or the writtings, it will be used against ya like to eliminate ya by shooting ya from up above like from a chopper. Even if u die, now its better, we have known how gadgets are made, unless u know how to communicate with the devaura which if u don’t know we kill ya 1st, cause u r a bother but if u can we can give ya 2nd chance. Ya corpse taken if incase with rude kids, place under dough, plastic or glass bottle, old shoes, chaff, cereals or old clothes to make mini-misiles to follow big sent missiles like in the link below where in the dark they hurl like cold milk unto the above and boom an armoured mini-misile is formed. 4 rude strong bones adults they are used to make big trucks like in the link below

https://www.dreamstime.com/photos-images/missile.html

https://www.navistar.com/navistar/

https://www.kanyidaily.com/2016/08/first-ever-tanzanian-made-helicopter-to.html

https://www.123rf.com/stock-photo/light_aircraft.html?sti=lavfo1s78tadzwfxyh|

Coconuts when placed like in dough makes as well as Nofuel china generator and u can google that bro to see or the automated vending machines in the link below while dough placed like making mandazi with garlic inside makes smartphone or small gadgets like watches, pulse rate readers, thermometers etc. Phones as well can be made with cattle tongue under the hurl cold water unto them in the dark

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.safeboda.passenger&hl=en

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Cheapest-price-WQ-48-egg-incubator_60290034675.html?spm=a2700.8293689.youMayAlsoLike.3.38c067affsfDH8

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/automatic+vending+machine

The above automated vending machines are dollar or Euro enabled as well you can talk to the manufacturer to make which can accept ya currency and even pubs atrophies as much as shops provided is like armored and seats are heavy to break and thereby u got wireless camera to monitor your like alcohol pub or ya shop. Make work easy don’t struggle with loss in business attributed to theft from timing customers and miscalculation give customer much than they want, don’t get me in a bind women “it aint ejaculation” but am talking about balance to the client maybe out of being tipsy or faulty machines like calculator The above is also done not to allow the boda boda riders create a pool conducive 4 hooliganism, make them not know each other but to be a 1 man guitar fail to which tantamount to warrant of arrest if the local police are prudent in their management period

Click the link below to get a glimpse of Jamaica made motorbikes

https://www.shutterstock.com/search/harley+davidson+bike

Click the link below to get a glimpse of 1st solar powered Tv from Tanzania, Kenyans where are u in this are bro, shut up dude, stop accuses and wanting free things lest u r silenced

https://plugintheworld.com/news/mobisol-launches-43inchtv/

https://www.mobisol.co.tz/packages/sts

Get a glimpse of Akon built city in the link below https://edition.cnn.com/2018/06/25/africa/akon-launch-crypto-city-senegal/index.html

1st solar powered smartphone made in kenya images in the link below

https://www.dotsavvyafrica.com/dotsavvy-launches-juasimu-the-worlds-first-solar-powered-smartphone/

Made in kenya solar panels in the link below

http://www.m-kopa.com/m-kopa-goes-made-in-kenya-with-pv-panels/

A man allowing police to cane him and just laughing as its pure jokes as corona virus medication is grown ginger period dude, “Open gimmicks dude amongst dignitaries not criminals“

If u opt to make ya own mini-ship to save as new 1 maybe expensive using the E-small car engine to propel it then the below digital speedometer will be of great help to ya in the link below or with ya made siren gas propelled machine like with cars or bus

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=digital+speedometer

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+speedometers&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwirvI2Y-b_oAhUN8hQKHXGLBDQQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

With ya made boat crossing the atlantic maybe from Dakar, senegal to NY USA u can use the direction compass in the link below not to get the other side and get lost all together but makes ya stay abreast in ya way untill u reach ya desired destination. You of little faith period

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+digital+direction+compass&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjKvcXC-b_oAhUJlhQKHd6QCycQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910#imgrc=WFv5mh9w7wpQuM

owhowo matek, stupid!!!!, the small nations after mexico is the gimmick they sell their artificial tea or coffee USA and mexico, they got star bucks there as well as MC Donald, Dillon, Walmart and more where they sell much of their iced tea products

Click the link below to get full information on Cameroon made bus yet nations like Kenya are still prouding themselves and looking 4 like tata bus company to set their plant in the nation. Kenyans where are u dude?

https://www.224digitalmedia.com/?p=9779

Check my following tumblrs on the link below

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Click the link below 4 Bolivia 1st electric car or chile or peru 1st e-bus

https://www.telesurenglish.net/news/Bolivia-to-Introduce-First-Domestically-Made-Electric-Vehicle–20191002-0015.html

https://news.co.cr/made-in-chile-a-100-electric-car-for-12000/41696/

https://twitter.com/aline36659579/status/1207457784767352832

http://www.marcasurmi.com/en/articles/paraguay/Aguara_The_First_Electric_Car_Made_in_Paraguay.html

https://www.livinginperu.com/first-electric-bus-made-peru-will-serve-lima-soon/

Also get maz trucks at affordable prices from belarus

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Buy wind powered turbine generators at Uganda jumia in the links below put it on a tall post outside ya house using govt permit to light ya house or business premise or hot air generator if u live in hot places

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The same way they switch off power supply 4 ya house is the same way the switch off power 4 certain lines as it has that remote controlled switch inside the newly replaced transformers. Its a power game and a daylight 1 not a twilight 1 bro

When i was sick is when i knew people loved me, while on the way to Agah khan ksm starting from fourems, people stop operating their businesses, others waving at me, others making dole signs, others standing on the road esp not looking at me but discussing as showing me pity, when i reached kondele i got my head out the window their youths shouted at me with joy as if i was their new elected man, it did not end at kibuye what happen at kondele was witnessed and nearing to the hospital at tuskys, the chain store employees were out in awe as i did not bother talking to them, when i reached the stage it was the same mood, some went to the point of offering me food as they have made part of my life, at Kisumu boys juction, it was coincidence they were chase out of fee, they shouted with joy as they had known i was an old allumni as much as the people selling shoes and clothes, they had known me as a shoe customer and a rapper at that time, guys imust submit to ya, they could not stop saying, God will see u through as i am very important to them, at Hospital entrance their were some whites standing, who were bogged down in jealousy as they thought, maybe, i had something much,more than what Lincoln, Kant, von Goethe wolfong, St Paul, Einstein, Jesus, Paul Tillich, Plato or more had, until i went to the Hospital 4 my medication.

People will bad mouth out of jealousy anytime, when a tourist in the nation we dont go back to his homestead and ask of him, they will talk ill definitely same to an African who had gone to a foreign land b4 they say again u wanna be their Mr big man. Anyway its a blessing in disguise so it do bot happen again bro, desist from such gimmicks dude!!!!

If she doesnt play withit now when its dry when will she play with it, magdalin go ahead play with it girl, to big 4 ya girl, nah, then do ya work, it belongs to ya,make it happy then, talk to it, listen to it tentetively, play with ya, the ball in ya court.

Kwesé is a Pan-African entertainment company, the newest kid on the block redefining TV in Africa. The Zimbabwean owned pay-TV has also launched in African countries like Rwanda, Ghana, Zambia. Kwesé’s product offering is available on satellite and internet based platforms, including video-on-demand and mobile options.

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Buy Home appliances online in Uganda at the link below as well as Kaan Generators as much as No fuel generator 1

https://cjkug.com/

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Another lucrative area to invest in is the E-vehicle but 4 funeral service like in the link below, In Africa they use vans which induce spirit as opposed to the ones shown below

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They take urine gotten from public toilets put in like trucks then at night while cleaning add to water and wash the roads with, giving good mood to that city. Sometimes many say if u get to like Kansas city u feel good and the doing bad to another is eliminated not knowing is the above underlying reason. Where u defecate is not the same place u urinate and thats where the mixed urine with water is gotten and African cities can follow suit. It make people calm or reduces rudeness among people

When the ghetto issue above aint resolved, then people will fight and people will struggle and the Ghetto people will have the day as they got the numbers who aint afraid of death like in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBcebNNN7dU

With the local pay Tv like bamba, Zonar, Azam or kaswe, we need a direct broadcasting of games like NBA or EPL as they got the balk of viewers not “kwa hisani ya” so the big-wings are not payed by the local pay tv cause they are still using their airwaves to finish like DSTv with SA and Uk as much shareholders are from Uk and USA Directv to still monitor them where they claim to be getting money if not dubious money printing 4 even foreign nations and thats why they have made Euro a standard medium of exchange in Eu to facilitate the above as easy printing. With Electric poles and wires we have known how artificial 1 are made with internet Africa will soon come up with their own as same to pay Tv which some like 10 years seemed impossible. Lets Finish them once and 4 good, come on we shoulder on together, fear not, keeping in mind God is on our side and is with US. Friend and beloved, we got nothing to fear but the fear itself, so lets soldier on in quest of their defeat once and 4-all.

The next move for thwarted eu economies was to bring their pay tv to Africa like in the link below but as well has been thwarted by the above as Africa now got their own

https://nextvafrica.com/canal-to-deploy-its-pay-tv-offer-in-ethiopia/

If u have managed to come up with a cable Tv station like bamba, u can create another one and sell to another tribe once they have not known how its made to make profits and it was another lucrative market for Eu countries to Africa. They were eyeing the same which now proves cumbersome.

Even European nations like Netherlands or turkey have come up with their own phone brands like Beko and fairphone and many more and u can google to find out per country to share the profit of original phone making countries like S-Korea to cut their revenues like in the link below as well with Pay tv of every nation of the world which already has their own as others will follow suit just like with launching of smartphones seen recently

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=pDGLXoTwE-6KjLsP2bWMgA8&q=beko+company+from+which+country&oq=beko+company+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzIGCAAQFhAeMgUIABDNAjIFCAAQzQIyBQgAEM0CMgUIABDNAjoECAAQR0oJCBcSBTEyLTY2SggIGBIEMTItNVD-HVj-HWDLJmgAcAR4AIAB0wGIAdMBkgEDMi0xmAEAoAECoAEBqgEHZ3dzLXdpeg&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiE0ubx9tPoAhVuBWMBHdkaA_AQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&q=fairphone+images&tbm=isch&source=univ&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjmx7Tbl9PoAhXyQEEAHcreApIQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=913

Buy African made home appliances from Singapore like with newmatic company and DEFY Appliances, stop taking money out the continent to build other spheres which were initially rude to us and who do not hearken to truth. Lets see them poor as us previously and lets see if they can again make it as we have made it or desire to take a flight out the hood.

https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893&ei=us-KXrSnGJLB8gLVtJ7AAg&q=newmatic+africa+limited+from+which+country&oq=newmatic+africa+limited+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECAAQQzoGCAAQFhAeOgUIABDNAjoFCCEQoAE6BAghEBVKCggXEgYxMi0yNjZKCQgYEgUxMi0yMVDoEFjYKmD8LWgAcAJ4AIABtwOIAccokgEIMi0xNC4zLjKYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwi07LfBmdPoAhWSoFwKHVWaBygQ4dUDCAw&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?q=defy+sa+comapny+fridge+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiyk-T9mtPoAhVW0IUKHTODCIQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=defy+sa+comapny+fridge+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DFuQJYsuACYOfoAmgAcAB4AIAB5QGIAesXkgEGMC41LjEwmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=RdGKXvLcF9aglwSzhqKgCA&bih=913&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893

https://www.google.com/search?q=newmatic+fridge+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiPycHxmtPoAhUF4RoKHVFaCx4Q2-cCegQIABAA&oq=newmatic+fridge+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoCCAA6BggAEAoQGDoECAAQGDoECAAQHlDtlAFY5qgBYJSuAWgAcAB4AIAB9gGIAakVkgEFMC40LjmYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=K9GKXs-HKIXCa9G0rfAB&bih=913&biw=1280&rlz=1C1CHBD_enKE892KE893

About WSU with dona huge and Chalmers Lynn, the campus keep on saying they have sent my money to a specified bank a/c of Kenyan id 26540140 in coop, or equity Kenya bank but to no avail bro. Rather they wanna know if i got the ID which they have seen, rather will send criminals to my crib lest i discard it cause having a new 1 is only 1 buck but i wanna discard it beautifully by hurling it to the police at the local post so they locate 1 who transfigure to do it in my own image head to the bank and withdraw the cash but to leave me alone. Kinda, how they behave, if i happen to be alone if i refuse to let them kiss or grab my manhood they, kinda, lynch me, bad character dude, maybe eating corpse man after the lynch, it cant be that way yr in yr out since 2013 to now.

Magdalin telling kebi as dedicating the song in the link below 4 him

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Kl3Cap-NzQ

Even small electronics like discman or stereos, photocopiers, printers, tv are just made like smartphones even small hospital machine detectors like digital thermometers, volt meters,inverters where like making mandazi u place cut carrots, mellones, garlic or pumpkin inside the dough and hurl cold water, provide each is 30% of the gadget weight and boom the gadget u want even with digitalweighting machines. Even with office or any home appliances like blender, cooker, fridges, electric kettles, heaters or bread toastors even with with floor tiles or toilet appliances.

Martin Luther King’s Acceptance Speech, on the occasion of the award of the Nobel Peace Prize in Oslo, December 10, 1964

Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Mr. President, Excellencies, Ladies and Gentlemen:

I accept the Nobel Prize for Peace at a moment when 22 million Negroes of the United States of America are engaged in a creative battle to end the long night of racial injustice. I accept this award on behalf of a civil rights movement which is moving with determination and a majestic scorn for risk and danger to establish a reign of freedom and a rule of justice. I am mindful that only yesterday in Birmingham, Alabama, our children, crying out for brotherhood, were answered with fire hoses, snarling dogs and even death. I am mindful that only yesterday in Philadelphia, Mississippi, young people seeking to secure the right to vote were brutalized and murdered. And only yesterday more than 40 houses of worship in the State of Mississippi alone were bombed or burned because they offered a sanctuary to those who would not accept segregation. I am mindful that debilitating and grinding poverty afflicts my people and chains them to the lowest rung of the economic ladder.

Therefore, I must ask why this prize is awarded to a movement which is beleaguered and committed to unrelenting struggle; to a movement which has not won the very peace and brotherhood which is the essence of the Nobel Prize.

Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace …

After contemplation, I conclude that this award which I receive on behalf of that movement is a profound recognition that nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral question of our time – the need for man to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to violence and oppression. Civilization and violence are antithetical concepts. Negroes of the United States, following the people of India, have demonstrated that nonviolence is not sterile passivity, but a powerful moral force which makes for social transformation. Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live together in peace, and thereby transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. If this is to be achieved, man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.

The tortuous road which has led from Montgomery, Alabama to Oslo bears witness to this truth. This is a road over which millions of Negroes are travelling to find a new sense of dignity. This same road has opened for all Americans a new era of progress and hope. It has led to a new Civil Rights Bill, and it will, I am convinced, be widened and lengthened into a super highway of justice as Negro and white men in increasing numbers create alliances to overcome their common problems.

I accept this award today with an abiding faith in America and an audacious faith in the future of mankind. I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the “isness” of man’s present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal “oughtness” that forever confronts him. I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsom and jetsom in the river of life, unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.

I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. I believe that even amid today’s mortar bursts and whining bullets, there is still hope for a brighter tomorrow. I believe that wounded justice, lying prostrate on the blood-flowing streets of our nations, can be lifted from this dust of shame to reign supreme among the children of men. I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down men other-centered can build up. I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and nonviolent redemptive good will proclaim the rule of the land. “And the lion and the lamb shall lie down together and every man shall sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid.” I still believe that We Shall overcome!

This faith can give us courage to face the uncertainties of the future. It will give our tired feet new strength as we continue our forward stride toward the city of freedom. When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds and our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, we will know that we are living in the creative turmoil of a genuine civilization struggling to be born.

Today I come to Oslo as a trustee, inspired and with renewed dedication to humanity. I accept this prize on behalf of all men who love peace and brotherhood. I say I come as a trustee, for in the depths of my heart I am aware that this prize is much more than an honor to me personally.

Every time I take a flight, I am always mindful of the many people who make a successful journey possible – the known pilots and the unknown ground crew.

So you honor the dedicated pilots of our struggle who have sat at the controls as the freedom movement soared into orbit. You honor, once again, Chief Lutuli of South Africa, whose struggles with and for his people, are still met with the most brutal expression of man’s inhumanity to man. You honor the ground crew without whose labor and sacrifices the jet flights to freedom could never have left the earth. Most of these people will never make the headline and their names will not appear in Who’s Who. Yet when years have rolled past and when the blazing light of truth is focused on this marvellous age in which we live – men and women will know and children will be taught that we have a finer land, a better people, a more noble civilization – because these humble children of God were willing to suffer for righteousness’ sake.

I think Alfred Nobel would know what I mean when I say that I accept this award in the spirit of a curator of some precious heirloom which he holds in trust for its true owners – all those to whom beauty is truth and truth beauty – and in whose eyes the beauty of genuine brotherhood and peace is more precious than diamonds or silver or gold.

The Manhattan Island was the tip most of a long protruding headland into the atlantic, where engineers where the suspended bridge hungs was dug along time which later water filled to create an island of Ny in the link below which people think is natural but was created just like with the headland like protruding of lake victoria into kenya resembling a male penis attracting many women intothe nation, giving them the morale that sex with them will be intensified there. Click as well question people ask

https://www.google.com/search?q=map+images+of+ny+islands&tbm=isch&source=univ&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiK2Yr8m9joAhUEYcAKHd4dA1IQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=654

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=ZHGNXoqXOoTCgQbeu4yQBQ&q=how+many+islands+make+ny+state&oq=how+many+islands+make+ny+state&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzIICCEQFhAdEB4yCAghEBYQHRAeOgQIABBHSgkIFxIFMTItNzZKCAgYEgQxMi01ULcUWLcUYL4baABwBHgAgAH-AYgB_gGSAQMyLTGYAQCgAQKgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiK2Yr8m9joAhUEYcAKHd4dA1IQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=ZHGNXoqXOoTCgQbeu4yQBQ&q=map+showing+lake+victoria&oq=map+showing+lake+victoria&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzIGCAAQFhAeMgYIABAWEB4yBggAEBYQHjIGCAAQFhAeMgYIABAWEB4yBggAEBYQHjIGCAAQFhAeMgYIABAWEB4yBggAEBYQHjIFCAAQzQI6BAgAEEc6BQgAEJECOgQIABBDOgIIADoGCAAQDRAeOggIABAIEA0QHkolCBcSITUtMjkyZzIzM2cyMjlnMjIxZzIyNmcyMzlnMjM5ZzE5MUoVCBgSETUtMWcxZzFnMWcxZzVnNWc4UOMeWPtMYNJfaABwAngAgAGEAogB-yOSAQYwLjMuMTiYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwiK2Yr8m9joAhUEYcAKHd4dA1IQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

Even the USA trading loopholes blocked like described above or with eyeing xmas so have resorted to the below which has never been witnessed to show hard economic times in rainy days

https://www.businessdailyafrica.com/markets/marketnews/ReVolt-Electric-hires-designer-for-new-Kenya-factory/3815534-5171362-9wptuiz/index.html

http://trendsnafrica.com/2019/06/27/us-electric-motorcycle-company-to-set-up-plant-in-kenya/

Maembe ni mit kama tabia mbaya kwa watoto, dong, delanu!!!

Along time kepi used to dance dombolo like the bear chested kid in the song link below, in-fact they did the same to remind him indirectly of how he did it smartly at that time b4 he started to pro-act again to come with what is on the following tumblr of this a/c

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1v5DU1brzVw&list=RDGMEMQ1dJ7wXfLlqCjwV0xfSNbAVM1v5DU1brzVw&start_radio=1

For Africa to stay afloat in the current financial world, they must come up with their own internet and money transfer services as well a courier delivery services as in the links below but happy we got simbapay which is partly African owned just like u have come up with ya own decoders, gadgets like car or pay tv not giving in to empty christian doctrines which were created to create order in the society and fear. Question is, most people who have come up with new innovations like with Guinea kunfabo phones aint Christian, so u got not to be fervent to please white folks to tell u the same provided u know the methods as explained in this tumblr following above

https://www.nation.co.ke/business/Kenyan-duo-founded-firm-launches-SMS-cash-transfer/996-4359800-format-xhtml-hhbnklz/index.html

https://newsandimages.net/list-of-international-top-courier-delivery-services/

https://isp.today/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_online_payment_service_providers

Get aglimpse of made in Eretrea boat in the link below

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEmYqIi9BYQ

The people i show i hate their character, now i got no money to fund ya desires but wait i have money, no kidding bro, i will shoot, am a man of my words. Facilitate so i get my money so we cement the truth and i bet police wont crop in as i part of my security and i had warned ya prior period so its not seen as kiddish games of warning then relenting each day.

I set u food aside like an infant year in year out, joking bro, who are u? LAZY BRAGGART, you aint a woman, look at the economy withing 1 month and see where u can fit. BECAMING like wanting to fight with me out of my food, chore give me that rod, ehre go luth, nipe hiyo chumamtu wangu, kufa tukuzike, organise then robery amongst ya like and accept to die with the police if found to avert the whole drama if mr Hindu get out. Along time they said they were the largest employer and we left them as that excuse was fruitful but later we found out they got money online from carry1st and 2goinvoice as googled and we made a big X but still we saw it wise after their discussion with us that since they see things on the eye what people see even from distance lets give them chance to stay as they can see how gadgets are made and help us, cause at dat time if we could have done the same, those white people could have told them more and still be shame to us as we could be obliged to their cheap gadgets and wanting to get to their country as many have done with arabia to learn the same tarntamounting to shame and lack of understanding but with what has been described above and many african nations have come up with many gadgets ahead of them, then period they should vacate or vacated and if they can tell those getting to hell, well, then they change folks mind, to behave differently so u get to the same hell they want which u will not get if u say the trick above at judgement day amounting to Zero-work. Mr Hindu stop being of minute mind of still wanna be with me in my crib yet over along time u have derailed my progress. U poor, pity and wretched, get back to ya nation. DNA- fimbo chapa!!!!

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For Forever Chapter 2

Series: First Part/Previous Chapter/Next Part

Connor Murphy: i stg if this mom doesnt chill tf out i will find where she lives and fight her

It has been a month since Connor and Evan started talking. At first, it was awkward, but slowly they broke the barrier through text messages and small conversations during English. Slowly they were learning more and more about each other.

Connor loved to read. Any book that they read as a class, Connor loved, even if it was an older one that everyone else thought was boring. One day in English, Connor had overheard a kid talking about how much they hated Pride and Prejudice and Connor started whispering to Evan about how the kid didn’t no good literature, how Lizzy was a feminist icon of the time, Darcy was the best boy and the romance was correctly written and “he was just pissy because he is a fucking white boy that doesn’t understand the hardships that women of those days have had to go through!”

He also loved TLC shows, especially Say Yes To The Dress. That was a shock to Evan, but Connor was talking about different dress one day and Evan was curious on how he knew. Connor was nervous to share, but he knew that he could trust Evan.

That’s what he was texting Evan about now. Hulu had put out new episodes and Connor was watching them while live texting Evan about everything that is going on.

Connor Murphy: SHES CRYING NOW AND THE MOM STILL WONT BUDGE

Connor Murphy: thats it

Connor Murphy: im flying to georiga. Ill see you later evan

Evan Hansen: I know you have that ability so please dont

Connor Murphy: like my parents would let me

Evan Hansen: Find something nice in Georgia that your mom would love to see. I’m sure that will get her going

Connor Murphy: well which is it hansen

Connor Murphy: should i go punch this lady in the face or no

Evan Hansen: Definite no

Evan never really was interested in those shows, but he did watch one episode to see what he loved so much about it. It was a good show, and he really did love Randy and most of the brides that came through the shop. His mom had walked in when he had it on the TV, which sparked a conversation of how they were and who Evan liked.

“You know this is a safe place, honey!” Heidi had cooed.

“I know,” Evan mumbled, looking down at the ground awkwardly.

Since then, he’s been trying to pointedly show that he likes girls, and only girls.

Connor Murphy: oh good the bride won

Evan Hansen: With Randy on her side, how could she not

Connor Murphy: true

Connor Murphy: shit

Connor Murphy: my mom is home

Connor Murphy: i have to go to my bed and pretend to get some sleep

Connor Murphy: night

Evan Hansen: Goodnight

Evan decided that he should probably go to bed too. He had a test tomorrow, and he needed to sleep so he wouldn’t freak out as much when the time came.

He quickly turned off the TV and headed back up to his room.

---

Evan did not get any sleep. Right as he was about to fall asleep, his mom came home. Since he was still delirious, he thought it was a burglar. Suddenly he was awake and on alert, ready to do what he needed to.

Without getting out of bed and drawing attention to himself, of course.

He stumbled off of the bus, shoulders slouched over and tired look in his eyes. His classmates shoved past him in a hurry to get to the cafeteria for breakfast, but Evan just slowly made his way to his locker.

“Acorn!” he heard Jared call. Evan turned around to see Jared walking towards him, same amount of confidence in his walk as he always had. His backpack was slung over his shoulder, so Evan assumed that his first period teacher is either late or has a sub who is late.

“Please don’t call me that,” Evan mumbled.

“Aw, come on! It’s a term of endearment. All fun and games, ya know?” He threw his arm over Evan’s shoulder and they continued the walk to their locker. “It’s a playful jab at a silly mistake you made.”

Evan’s hand shot to his cast, holding onto it gently.

Yeah. A silly mistake.

“I’m gonna come over today after school. My mom’s been wondering why we haven’t been hanging out lately.”

“Oh. Uh, okay.”

“You still got Mario Kart, right?” Evan nodded his head. It was the last gift his dad had gotten him before he left, and even though Evan is not fond of his dad, he still tries to hang on to when life was good.

“Cool! Then we can play that today!” Evan just nodded his head again and opened up his locker. Jared continued to talk about a girl--or the same girl that he met over the summer, he doesn’t know anymore--and Evan turned his head to the side to see Connor at his locker. He was slouched over and seemed to be angrily putting stuff into his backpack.

“Sorry, uh,” Evan spoke, interrupting Jared’s sentence, “I’m gonna go talk to Connor.”

“Really?” Jared turned to look at Connor as threw a book into his locker. He flinched. “I don’t think you wanna talk to that dude right now. He seems like he is in a bad mood.”

“That’s why I wanna, um, talk to him.” He started playing with the bottom of his t-shirt. “I want to see if he’s okay.”

“Your funeral, man,” he said with a shrug. He gave Evan one last violent pat on his shoulder before walking away.

Evan closed his locker and took a deep breath. Connor hasn’t been in a super bad mood since they started talking, so Evan was worried if Connor would even want to talk to him or not.

“Hey Connor,” he mumbled. Connor whipped his head around and shot a glare at Evan.

“What?” he snapped. Evan took a step back and looked down at the ground.

“Well you seem like you’re in a bad mood so I wanted to come over and see if you’re okay but you barely know me so I don’t know why you would even want to talk to me about it. I’m sorry I should’ve have even come over, I’ll leave, I’m sorry,” Evan stuttered out. All his words started blending together and he was stumbling over his words.

Connor sighed and hit his head against the top of the locker.

“No, I didn’t mean to snap at you. You did nothing wrong.” Evan glanced up at him before looking back down.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me,” he mumbled. Connor was silent for a moment. Evan was just about to turn around and leave him alone when he started talking.

“My parents took my fucking phone last night because they didn’t believe that I was texting someone other than a fucking drug dealer. I told them that no goddamn drug dealer would be answering fucking calls at that hour because they were trying to act like normal fucking people but they took my phone anyway!” He slammed his locker closed and Evan jumped. “They don’t believe a fucking thing I say and it pisses me off because I was actually telling the truth this time!”

Evan looked around the hallway and saw people giving Connor both confused and dirty looks. He didn't know what to do. Jared never came to him for emotional things, and since Jared has been his only friend growing up, he never had anyone else come to him for anything. The closest that he has come to comforting someone was when he walked in on his mom having a breakdown, but even then she turned it around and made sure that he was okay.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “That’s--That, um, sucks.”

“Understatement of the fucking century,” Connor grumbled.

The first bell rang, signaling that students have five minutes to get to class. Connor turned towards the doors at the end of the hallway.

“Wait, where are you going?” Evan anxiously called.

“Anywhere but fucking here.” With that, he was gone.

Evan watched Connor’s dark figure disappear around the corner outside, wondering if he should tell someone. What was Connor going to do? Would he hurt someone?

Would he hurt himself?

“Get to class, Mr. Hansen!” Evan heard a teacher call. Evan looked behind him to see Ms. Asher--the English teacher that no one liked--raising an eyebrow at him. Saying nothing, Evan moved on to his first class.

---

Evan hasn’t seen Connor all day. It was lunch time now and the boy still wasn’t here. Since they started talking more, he and Connor started sitting together at lunch. Connor never ate anything, and Evan did try, but sometimes his anxiety became too much and he just couldn’t stomach what the school was giving him. During those days, Connor tried his best to calm Evan down enough to where he would get Evan to each at least some bland tater tots.

That wasn’t the case today. He sat alone in the corner of the cafeteria, untouched food in front of him.

It’s not like he wasn’t used to this. Jared would never sit by him, always opting to work on programming by himself and not be seen with Evan, and since he had no other friends, he was pushed to the corner of the room.

Evan was deep in thought when he heard a voice.

“Evan Hansen?” Evan snapped his head up, only to freeze when he saw Zoe Murphy standing there, kind smile on her face.

“Oh, uh, yeah. That’s me,” he stuttered out. How long has she been standing there? Was she just waiting for Evan to notice her?

“Sorry to bother you, but can I ask you a question?” Oh okay, straight to the point. Evan wiped his palms on his jeans.

“Yeah! Yeah, of course.”

“Are you and my brother friends?” That’s not what he was expecting.

Are they friends? He doesn’t know if Connor considers Evan a friend, but does Evan?

“Uh, yeah,” he drew out. “Yeah, I guess.”

Zoe raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. She looked around the lunch room before sitting down across from Evan.

Oh God.

“Do you guys text?”

“Yeah, why?” Did something happen? Why would she need to know if they texted?

“Were you guys texting last night?”

“Yes?” Evan was about to have an anxiety attack. Did Connor tell her? Did Connor spill everything that Evan told him? Is Zoe making sure that this is the Evan Hansen that he is talking to so that she can go around and tell everyone?

“Okay,” she mumbled. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling. “I’m sorry for asking these questions, but Connor got his phone taken away yesterday and my parents wanted to see if who he was texting went to our school.”

“Oh.” Great, so Connor’s parents read their text messages? There was private stuff in there. He hasn’t even met these people and they already know his fears? Did Connor delete the texts he sent when he was having a mental breakdown?

“I haven’t seen the messages!” she quickly added. “My parents only asked if I knew the name ‘Evan Hansen’ and so I wanted to make sure it was you.”

“Okay,” he mumbled. They sat in a silence for a moment, neither knowing what to say.

Zoe broke the silence.

“When did you two start talking?” The questions continue.

“About a month ago?”

“Why?” Well that’s not going to be shared. How would Evan even say that? Yeah, you’re brother stole something of mine and flipped out on me but I was able to calm him down and get it back and now we are basically becoming best buds!

No.

“He, uh, wanted to apologize for getting mad at me in the hallway on the first day of school.” That was kind of the truth.

“And you guys kept talking because…?”

“He was nice.” Zoe immediately rolled her eyes. Oh no. Did he say something wrong?

“He’s not nice, Evan.”

“Wh-What?”

“He’s a druggie who will turn on you when you make one little mistake.” Evan stared at Zoe in disbelief. Here is Connor’s sister, who is known for being happy and helping others, staring at Evan with an angry look in her eye. She’s spending her time, giving Evan a warning.

“He--I don’t think--would he really?”

“He’s done it to me countless times.” Before Evan could say anything else, she stood up. “I’m not telling you what you should do. I’m just warning you that my brother is a loose canon.” With that, she left.

Evan stared at the spot she had just occupied. Zoe has obviously been with Connor her whole life and she knows more than Evan. If she is giving him a warning, he should listen.

Shouldn’t he?

---

When it was sixth period, Evan didn’t know what to do. Surprisingly, he didn’t have any homework to do for that day. He didn’t want to write a letter to his therapist either, as the only thing that happened today was talking to Zoe.

He decided to walk home. It was the last period of the day, and no one was going to be waiting for him. He also wanted to make sure his house was clean before Jared came over.

Evan didn’t get far off of campus before a truck pulled up next to him. With his headphones in, he didn’t hear the driver call out to him. He did hear the car horn, however.

He whipped his head to see Connor sitting in the truck, looking at him threw the passenger window. He quickly pulled out his headphones.

“Connor?” he asked.

“Get in, Hansen.” Evan didn’t question, he just walked across the grass dividing the street and the sidewalk and into Connor’s car.

Connor pulled out into the road before Evan could buckle his seatbelt fully.

It was silent between the two. Evan wanted to know where Connor went in the beginning of the day, if he was doing better, if he was okay in general.

“I didn’t mean to flip out on you earlier,” Connor stated.

“I know,” Evan mumbled. It was silent again. You would think after talking for a month, they would be a little better at talking to each other.

Evan watched all the trees go by. The radio was playing in the background, and the sky was blue with only a few clouds. Always a little strange for October weather.

“Have you ever been to the orchard?” Connor asked. Evan shot him a confused look.

“What orchard?”

“So I’ll take that as a no.”

“Where is it?” Evan asked.

“Well, it’s closed now, but it was almost like a forest reserve for people to go to. You could have picnics, there was a creek, all that fun stuff.” Evan hummed.

The rest of the car ride was filled with small talk. At some point, they had gotten onto the topic of bands they liked, and it blew up from there.

“You’ve never heard of Hollywood Undead?” Connor laughed. “How the fuck have you not?”

“They’re not a very popular band, obviously,” Evan shot back. Connor turned to him with a look as if he had personally attacked Connor’s work himself.

“They are popular!”

“Sure, Connor.”

“You shut the fuck up, Mr. ‘Taylor Swift is a better country singer than pop’.”

“Well, she is--”

“You have no taste.”

It wasn’t long before they reached where Connor was taking them. Evan looked around as Connor turned off the car and saw trees everywhere, as well as a gate with a sign that said “NO TRESPASSING”.

“Uh, what are we, uh, doing here?” Evan asked.

“We’re gonna walk around.”

“W-Wait, what?”

“Come on, Hansen,” Connor called, ignoring the panic rising in the boy. He hopped out of the car and Evan quickly followed, leaving his backpack in the car.

“We can’t go in!” he called out. Connor rolled his eyes.

“Trust me, it’s fine.”

“What if someone finds us? What if they see your car and come searching and then we get in trouble? What if we get arrested? I can’t have my mom bail me out of jail, and your parents won’t--”

“Evan!” Connor yelled. Evan immediately stopped talking. “It’s fine. I come here all the time. I was just here earlier, and no one found me. No one even thinks about this place anymore.”

Evan nodded his head in understanding and looked down at the ground. He heard Connor take a deep breath.

“Just… Come on. You can trust me.”

Evan followed Connor to the fence. Right under the trespassing sign was a cut part of the fence that looked like it was able to be pushed back. Connor pushed the fence piece back and held it open, motioning for Evan to make his way through.

Evan made it on the other side, careful with his cast, and Connor followed suit. Evan looked around in amazement. How come this place was abandoned?

“This place got closed down after they opened up the park as a national park,” Connor answered his unasked question. “Apparently people feel like going to a national park would be more fun than an orchard, even though it’s the same fucking thing.”

Connor stared walking into the trees and Evan was quick to follow.

It was gorgeous. It was a surprise that he has never seen this place. His mom and dad would always love to take them out and show him the nature, the flowers, the birds. It was a big part of his life, and a big reason why he loved trees. Participating in the Junior Ranger program was a way for him to try and go back to those times.

Happier times.

“So homecoming’s coming up,” Connor stated. “You going?”

“Well, uh, probably not?” Those kind of things were never Evan’s thing.

“Even if a cute girl asked you out?” Connor laughed as Evan blushed. The only girl Evan would even want to ask him out is Zoe, but after their conversation, he has been questioning his relationship with her.

“If someone asked me out, that’d be a shock in itself.”

Connor laughed. “Fair enough.”

“What about you?” Evan asked. “You going?”

“No. No way.”

“Not even if a girl asks you?”

“There’s no girl that could make me go to any dance.” Evan hummed.

“What if your crush asked you? There is a girl you like, right?” Connor gave him a side look and coughed.

“Yeah. A girl…” He didn’t say anything after, and Evan didn’t want to push it, so they fell back into silence.

“We’re here.” Evan gave him a confused look.

“Wait, where?”

“Look.” Evan looked anxiously at the space past the trees Connor motioned to before walking forward.

Past the trees was a big open grass field, surrounded by trees. The wind was blowing the long grass gently and the sun was peeking out from behind the threes, just getting ready to set for the night.

Evan was in shock. This place was gorgeous.

“I assume you like it?” he heard Connor call.

Evan shook his head. “Connor, this--this is amazing! How did you find it?”

“I was just walking around one day and stumbled upon it.”

Evan stared at the whole place. Connor watched him with a smile.

“You said you like to climb trees, right?” Connor asked. Evan stiffened up.

“Um, yeah,” he stuttered out.

“Come on. There’s a tree with really low branches.” Connor started walking away towards a tree that Evan saw stuck out from the rest. It was slightly out of the circle of trees, and Evan understood why Connor chose that one. The branches are definitely lower than the others, and easier for the boys to reach.

“I--I don’t think I can climb right now,” Evan called towards him. Connor turned and gave him a confused look.

“Why not?” Evan just held up his cast. Connor looked at for a second before realization hit. “Fuck, that’s right. I’m a fucking moron.”

“Sorry,” Evan shrugged.

“Why are you sorry?”

“You wanted to climb the tree, and I can’t.” Connor sighed and shook his head.

“That’s not your fault, man.” Evan nodded his head and decided not to say anything else.

His phones started buzzing in his pocket. He quickly pulled it out to see who is was.

It was Jared.

“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath. Connor was next to him now, looking down at his phone.

“Kleinman? What does that fucker want?” Evan opted to not comment on Connor’s obvious hatred of Jared.

“I forgot I was supposed to hang out with him today.” He hit answer and turned away.

“Evan! Where are you?”

“I’m sorry, I was walking home but Connor wanted to hang out--”

“Connor? Connor Murphy? You’re with him right now?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, I am headed back right now--”

“Did he kidnap you or something, dude? You guys never hang out outside of school. I never even thought the guy was stable enough to do something.”

Evan anxiously shot a look at Connor, but he was picking at his nail polish, so Evan was sure he didn’t hear Jared.

“He can. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I’m heading back now. Just go inside, I’ll be home soon, ignore the mess.”

“Whatever you say dude. Bye.”

With that, Jared hung up. Evan turned back to Connor, fiddling with his phone.

“I’m sorry Connor, can we--”

“Yeah, we can go back.” Connor clipped. Evan flinched. He looked down at the ground anxiously.

“Sorry, this was fun, but--”

“I know,” Connor forced a smile across his face. “You and Jared had plans. Nothing wrong with that.”

Connor started walking away, and Evan couldn’t help but get the feeling that Connor was truly upset.

He quickly followed Connor back to his car and tired to calm down his anxiety.

“Thank you for taking me here,” Evan said when they got back into Connor’s truck.

“Yeah. We can come back.” Evan looked down to hide a smile.

Connor actually wanted to hang out with him again. Hang out, in public, for no reason other than to hang out with Evan.

Is this was real friendship is like?

#dear evan hansen #evan hansen #connor murphy #zoe murphy #jared kleinman #evan hansen x connor murphy #tree bros #writing #sun writing

[thirium-coffee]

Gift From Eli

Short Snippet from a Convin Roleplay. Summary of Roleplay An AU in which Elijah made Connor specifically for Gavin as an apology for being a horrible brother and that maybe, just maybe, it might mend broken relationships. An excuse Kamski used for the gift, is Gavin's promotion as a Detective.

Detective Fuck Boy: Me Slut Sent By Cyberlife: @detroit-becomeslut

Detective Fuck Boy Here's the thing with Gavin. People thinks he loves sleeping, often seen passed out in his desk at work. When actually, he just has bad sleeping schedule, undiagnosed insomnia, and fucking noisy neighbors that ranges from college students partying to divouring adults that found themselves nearly having a screaming contest each night.

And tonight, after he manages a thirty minute sleep, it was a surprise that greeted him. There weren't awful dub music or shattering glasses that could be heard, what greeted Gavin were the lewd noises of two people moaning and groaning and a shitload amount of dirty talk and the words, he shudders, daddy.

He didn't hesitate to retreat out of his room, and thank fucking god, he was safe now in the living room.

Or so he thought as he was reminded of his Android sleeping peacefully on his couch. There wasn't any amount of guilt in his system as shakes Connor awake. He had work, and Connor can always sleep while he's gone.

"Hey, buddy, wake up. Just- look ya don't even have to leave. Just scoot over a little and let me pass out."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor looked startled and drowsy as he was awoken from stasis, LED turning yellow before he shifted over. Even though he was taller than him, he was quite petite.

He didn’t have as much muscle definition as some other Androids, but he was definitely toned. Connor yawned as he buried the side of his face into the pillows.

Even though he wasn’t human, he moved much like one did when they were tired, waiting for Gavin to join him as his LED turned blue.

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin dropped down beside Connor, not really caring he's practically sleeping beside an Android but if it means he'll get more rest then fuck it, he'll take it.

He did, however, noticed it's odd how they just... fit together perfectly in his little couch. Okay maybe his couch is actually bigger than normal, it's how he bought it, since Gavin knows he'll spend a lot of nights sleeping in it, but still.... it was weird. When he had exes and they sleep here, it never happens, it fails. Just not comfortable yet here he is, actually falling asleep despite the body beside him.

And a third party enters as Lucky settle in between their legs.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor gave a sleepy giggle as Lucky giggled. He was soon back into stasis, sleeping soundly next to Gavin. His chest moved up and down, a soft breath leaving his nose.

He even breathed like a human even though he didn’t really need the oxygen. Yet another small feature that Kamski added.

Detective FUCK BOY Connor's breathing was settling into a rhythm that slowly lull Gavin to sleep.

He ended up having a dream that didn't involved the smell of blood or a knife going through his neck, instead he had a dream of blue fireflies and a pair of brown eyes, staring rather lovingly at him.

When Gavin stirred awake, blinking his eyes open, he was met with inches away from a person's face.

He screamed, and shoved, and fell. Head hitting the coffee table as his legs got left hanging to the couch.

"Fuck!" he tightly shuts his eyes, rubbing the soreness and fucking hell, that hurt.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor was startled awake when he was shoved, wincing a little as he got up.

“Detective-“ Connor immediately helped him up and raced to get him pain killers and an ice pack.

Detective FUCK BOY "Hey, no, I'm fine- fuck it." He drops to the couch, sighing. Leaning on his elbows and covering his face with his hands.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor came back, a worried expression on his face. He crouched neck to him, resting a hand on his knee.

“Detective? I apologize for scaring you-“

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin sighed then leaned on the couch, arms crossing, "Sit down on the couch, let's talk for a minute."

He can't believe he's doing this. He fucking can't believe he's doing this.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor did as he was told, setting the painkillers and ice pack down.

“Yes, Detective Reed..?” He even sounded nervous as those brown eyes stared up at him.

Detective FUCK BOY Why did Eli had to place him in a situation like this?

"You're right about the fact we should just make this experience a little less shitty, 'cause like it or not. We're stuck together, so hell, let's do it."

He faces Connor, feeling a little like Tyler Durden announcing the rules of Fight Club.

"First of all, don't call me Detective. Gavin's fine. You're inside my fucking apartment not in the precinct. And you're just begging to be bullied. Not exactly a good cop, keep that in mind if you wanna be less hostile with each other.

Second of all," he had to briefly close his eyes, not really wanting to voice it out but... he looks at Connor, "Don't. Just don't. I'm not gonna hurt you... you look fucking pathetic always cowering away and apologizing to me, when- you get it, alright. Just don't.

And third of all, stop babysitting me. I hate it. I really fucking hate it. You don't have to worry or shit or be a maid. Pretend that you're my roommate. Surf the internet, use my Netflix subscription, read my books, I don't care.

Got it?"

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor seemed to lag, like he was buffering and struggling to comprehend what the other said.

“A..Alright Gavin...” The word was foreign and soft on his tongue, like an infant trying to say its first word.

“Though I don’t know what to do with myself. As an Android, I am built to take tasks and do as I am told, not to be free willed. It’s strange to be told to deviate from my specific purpose.”

His eyes flickered up to look at Gavin.

“I know you do not want to be taken care of, but if I am going to be considered like your roommate, may I at least help lessen any stress here? I can at least do minor things like do groceries and cook meals in return for you even keeping me here.”

Detective FUCK BOY "Yeah, sure. If it makes you happy."

Gavin nodded and was about to stand up, when he remembered something, "Oh yeah one last thing. You have any preference in clothing?"

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “I do not have any preference as I am expected to wear my uniform to identify that I am indeed an Android.”

Detective FUCK BOY "Cool..." he said it boredly and just stood up.

It was times like this that Gavin wished he had a best friend to talk to, just to rant about the stupid Android in his house or help him decide what kind of clothing he'd go buy for Connor.

Instead, he was left on his own to deal with this Android and shit fucking shit. He's slowly beginning to realize more why Eli have given him Connor.

When Gavin came back that evening, he dropped the gray hoodie and black sweatpants on the couch, and had to mentally slap himself as he looks at Connor.

"What are you doing?"

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor had been in the middle of playfully pinning Lucky. She was lying on her back with Connor pinning her front legs down while she stretched.

“We were playing.” He said it like it was obvious before letting Lucky go and watching her run off with a soft purr as she returned to her food. Connor got up and dust himself off.

“What are the clothes for, Gavin?”

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin is horrified. Eli had given him a new pet, a dog. It made sense, it's why Lucky likes him.

"It's for you."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “Oh.” He picked the clothes up before examining them. Suddenly, a smile broke out on his face.

“Thank you, Gavin. I rather like these. Would you mind if I change into these now?”

Detective FUCK BOY "What do you think was the purpose of me giving you that shit early?"

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “I see. My apologies.” The faintest of blue could be seen on his cheeks as he entered the bathroom quietly. After a few minutes, he came out in the new clothes, uniform folded neatly in his arms. The clothes were a bit baggy on him, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Do they.. look alright?”

Detective FUCK BOY "Fucking better." And Gavin broke into a grin, his hand open, asking for Connor's uniform.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor took a moment before realizing what he wanted. He handed him the outfit, a confused expression on his face.

Detective FUCK BOY "You're not attach to this, right?" Gavin said as he starts walking to his window, taking the LED band from the uniform.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “Not entirely, but I still need identification that I am an Android, Gavin-“

Detective FUCK BOY "And goodbye motherfucker!" He says, happily throwing the uniform out the window.

He stands beside Connor, smiling at the flying uniform in the sky, then he looks at the Android, "What?"

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor’s mouth was agape, and his mouth opened and closed as he tried to figure some sort of response.

“G-Gavin— I needed that-“

Detective FUCK BOY "Not anymore."

Gavin tosses the LED band go Connor, smirking, "That's enough identification. Trust me. You don't need that ugly white uniform. Gray suits you well more."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “I..”

Software Instability ^

“..Alright..” He didn’t sound totally convinced as he slid his arm band on. Suddenly, there was an action that no android had done before. A nervous tick of lip biting.

Connor brought his plush, lower lip between his teeth absentmindedly and chewed on it as he tried to fully process what happened.

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin would be lying if he isn't finding this ordeal fun. "So what's for dinner?"

Gavin was staring at the ceiling, feeling the tiredness of his eyes intensifies as the seconds grew, and even though he had brought up music to try and silent the noises from next door, my fucking god was this bitch having a good time did her moans grew louder and louder and, Gavin's a little sad he can't hear Alex Turner's voice anymore.

He decided to grab the comforter this time as he heads into the living room. "Hey."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor was curled up on the catch, cuddling with Lucky. He looked up and tilted his head curiously.

“Hello. What are you doing up so late, Gavin?” He had thought the other had went to bed hours ago, reading his internal clock to see it was 1 AM.

Connor had played something quiet to break the silence, a random movie that he wasn’t really interested in playing in the background.

Detective FUCK BOY "Do you mind scooting over? My neighbors are trying to make a new kid next door, and I need to sleep."

He glances Luck a look of betrayal. So that's why she's not in his room, when normally she cuddles with Gavin. Wow.

Slut Sent By Cyberlife It took Connor a moment to understand what he meant before giving him a quick nod.

“Of course-“ He moved over, Lucky jumping away to curl up on the arm of the couch and watch the two.

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin settled down on the space, wrapping the blanket around him. He turns around, not facing Connor and just starts closing his eyes.

But then he found himself, twisting and turning every few seconds and shit, he's gonna be awake for the next thirty minutes, isn't he?

He exhales, looking back at the ceiling. He needed to waste energy and distract himself, just allow sleep to take over instead of forcing it but the thing is, he forgotten his phone in the bedroom, and he was too lazy to retrieve it.

He probably would never do this fully awake, but right now? His sleep-derived thoughts aren't working anymore, and next thing he knows, he started talking.

"Honestly I don't know who's she's having sex with anymore."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife Connor was surprised Gavin was talking with him, and Connor gave a shrug.

“From what little I know, I assume it must be the young man I’ve seen enter her apartment.”

Detective FUCK BOY "Derek must have been gone for the week then. Could only explain why Annabell's doing the nasty. Derek and Annabell are siblings. Derek's been living in that apartment nearly as long as i've been here. Annabell? About four years ago, after she graduated college.

Don't know much about them but they're nice. Kind of weird, especially Annabell. She's the type that looks prim and conserve but trust me, she likes bad boys." He smirks, looking at Connor, "She actually asked me out once when I was on my motorcycle."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “Ah.” He then furrowed his brows at the comment about her asking him out. A strange feeling blossomed in his chest at that comment.

Software Instability ^

“It’s illogical to assume you are a “bad boy” just because you ride a motorcycle. A fallacy in reality, honestly. You seem like a rather good man to me.”

Detective FUCK BOY "Seem.. like a rather... yeah, giving a lot of confidence that i'm a good guy here, tin can."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “I apologize, but I’ve only known you for a few days. Though, from how well you treat your cat, I can already tell that you are kind.”

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin gazes up above him, on the sleeping Maine Coon, "Fucking traitor."

He then snorts, as he turns to the side, pulling the blanket near him, "Yeah, well, try not to judge people base on their actions to others. I might be nice to my cat, does't mean i'm nice others. Luck's my cat, it would make sense why I should treat her right."

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “But, humans react to animals, much like they would children. I can tell you probably sympathize with children, especially if they’re victims. And you may not like others, but it doesn’t make you horrible.

After all, you don’t really like me, but unlike other humans who don’t like Androids, you’ve never attempted to truly hurt me or intimidate me much.”

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin looked over his shoulder at Connor. How the fuck did this piece of shit managed to look through his layers with just spending two days with him?

When Eli had spend years with him and yet, couldn't even go pass the first layer.

"Don't read too much into it. You'll end up overheating." he looks back ahead,

Slut Sent By Cyberlife “Perhaps I wouldn’t mind overheating if it lets me learn more about you. After all, you’re one of the few fascinating people I’ve met. Everyone else I’ve seen, encountered, they all hold an underlying motive, a front they hide behind.”

He gently brushed fingers with Gavin, though it was unclear if it was an accident or on purpose.

“You’re one of the few who don’t feel the need to hide them self.”

Detective FUCK BOY Gavin didn't dare to look behind him, just kept curling on his blanket, and just muttered a quiet, "Night, Tin Can."

That night, Gavin dreamt of sitting on his motorcycle while a pair of arms were hugging his waist. He couldn't see the person behind him, their brown hair the only thing poking out as their bury their face on Gavin's shoulder, but what struck to him most, where the fabric on his arms.

They were wearing a gray hoodie.

#[ Greedy Post RP ] #[ Greedy ] #convin #reed800