#so they can just fucking live. when public canings and beatings and jail time STILL HAPPENS for being queer bc it's listed as a crime

[v-arbellanaris]

so fuckin late i just found out abt the matt healy nonsense and im fuckin disassociating bro x

#decades of work by grassroots organisers just to get the extremists to look away and pay no mind to queer people #so they can just fucking live. when public canings and beatings and jail time STILL HAPPENS for being queer bc it's listed as a crime #imagine doing that shit in a country where the rec 'treatment' for being gay is conversion therapy #imagine doing that. putting that spotlight on the thousands of people who are just barely surviving by relying on living in the shadows #while they chip away at the social constraints impeding progress bit by bit. imagine doing that. saying that. and then fucking off home #and ignoring all the homophobia and transphobia in YOUR country because it doesn't matter presumably bc its Worse when its nasty brown ppl #going BACK to your own homophobic transphobic country. leaving the thousands of people left exposed by that limelight. #im not even going to touch on ''im taking your money'' and the inherently disgusting colonialist bullshit in that #expecting him to donate to local queer charities is too much when he's a piece of shit #but jfc. and all his fucking insane fans going queer malaysians who have to live w the consequences of matt's actions who complain abt that #are suffering from internalised homophobia & i have no sympathy for you #firstly. queer malaysians saying 'stop - this is not advocacy it's actively threatening us' is not internalised homophobia #secondly. explain why you have no sympathy for queer people with internalised homophobia. #like. explain. as if we weren't all questioning and struggling. as if we come out of the womb just lucky enough to Know without a doubt. #as if we dont exist in societies and families that shape us into something we're not until we can't recognise ourselves #like explain why you have no sympathy for your fellow queers and act like they're the enemy. explain why you're siding with some cishet #trash white man actively endangering brown qpoc in the THOUSANDS in a drunken fit on stage. over the qpoc actually affected by this. #explain it. go on. #fucking sickeningggg it's SICKENING #tbd

[ecclais-fouoras]

Falling for someone like you

Chapter 9 ? What a day

Previous chapter here

Tags : fluff and slight smut warning ⚠️

The next day went swiftly, you both had a great time at the mine and then the museum, afterwards you both went out for dinner, in the small restaurant she had spotted before. Wilhemina offered to pay since you had already done so much for her those few days. "I insist baby..you've been amazing and I was the one who suggested it... Let me get this one"

"Okay fine...don't make a habit out of it you know I love to spoil you, my darling" you had responded placing your hand on her cheek. That night you had gone to bed early, exhausted from the day spent. Your lover laid by your side, your arms around her protectively and her leg draped over your body, and fingers upon your collarbones. "Y/n ?"

"Mm ?" "What are we gonna do tomorrow ? I tried to find something to vis..."

"Amusement Park"

"Huh ?"

"Tomorrow that's what we're doing"

"Oh...you do kn..."

"I checked if it was something you could do, and there are many attraction available"; "Good..." She said before yawning. "Oh baby sleep you're tried"

"I don't want this day to end"

"It doesn't have to...in your mind never" You turned slightly, putting your hand around her hip and under her head, and hers went to your neck. Your legs found the spot between hers and the one still on top of your body. On Sunday you woke up a little bit early to pack stuff in the car before traveling to the park, your girlfriend watching the landscape pass by the cars window. Your eyes fixated on the rood and right hand in hers on her thigh. You arrived and went inside. The place was kinda crowded but since Wilhemina couldn't stand for too long waiting wasn't a problem, you could easily enter attraction in another line. "I hate their faces when they see me cut the line" she said growling from anger and you caressed her hair while explaining "Hey baby... You're not cutting line, your simply taking another one. If they don't like it they can try and live all their life in a body that aches like yours. They'll see if taking that line is worth the trouble."

"I guess you're right"

"I am...if they aren't happy about it they can suck my dick"

"OH so they can but you barely let me do it ?" You playfully feigned being offended and slightly pinched her arm. "That's not even true.."

"It is. Whenever I wanna do it you don't pack"

"Well I'm not going to pack every single day love"

"Well at least some of them baby"

You giggled and subconsciously started walking towards a small Russian mountain.

"Are you up for that mina ?"

"Of course. I'm up for anything", "You Sure ? It seems pretty scary". "It's not. Besides if it wear it would say not for people with back problems"

"Okay okay... Well when you throw up just make sure it's not while the wind is in our way."

"Haha very funny"

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She said as you took her hand and leaded her to the side line, after a few minutes you got in the seats. Wilhemina held your hand a little tighter than usual, so you nuzzled behind her ear and told her she was more than safe with you. She relaxed a bit and then screams and squeals of joy were the only thing that could be heard. You both moved throughout the park, doing things left and right, pointing at beautiful landscape and designs. You stopped at a flying swing and encouraged wilhemina to come with you and do it together. But she didn't seam to keened on it. Even as you took her hand and tugged her towards it she held her ground. The mushroom tower started to rise and everyone started cheering as the chair flew around in circles and people moved in their chairs."Look it's fun honey" "It's for kids."..."No. It's not. Watch there are plenty of adults her and besides it didn't bother you in the flying elephants."

"That was different"

"Absolutely not, look if it's because you don't stand the movements it's okay, but at least tell me"

"I do stand it" you went closer to her, your hands on her hips as you kissed her cheeks "Babe tell me what the real problem is, no bullshit please"

"I don't have. Anywhere to put my cane in there."

"Well we can leave it in the entrance"

"I'd rather not"

"Why, you don't need it during the ride, and I'll get it for you at the end baby"

"Who knows what will happen during the ride. I don't want to find it broken, not only because you gifted it to me, but because it is my life, I refuse to let it be broken or lost by those incompetent people"

"Hey..hey no need to insult anyone here, baby I know that, but just like when you go to bed you leave it to the side, you can let them take care of it"

"I..."

"Baby I promise nothing bad will happen"

"How can you do that"

"I'll make sure it doesn't, do you trust me ?"

"Of course I trust you. I just don't trust anybody else"

"But you learned how to trust me, so maybe you can try and give a little trust to that"

"Fine. One session"

"Yay ! I promise you'll love it" You said as you both went to it, and as soon as wilhemina was sited you went up to the people managing the attraction and asked them to keep her cane during the ride.

"Oh and by the way. If anything happens to it. Even the slightest impact, i will make sure you all lose your job, and ruin your reputation so much no one will go to a park that is unacceptable with disabled people."

"..we..yes. well, we will take good care of it"

"You better do." You went back and sat just next to Wilhemina on the double sided chair. "Did you te..."

"It's okay baby. They'll handle it carefully"

"Oh okay..." The swing raised above the floor, and progressively your feets hanged down as they stopped touching ground and The ride began. the wind hit your face faster and faster and you both smiled and yelled as it spined. Wilhemina had to keep her hand on her skirt so it didn't lift up and give everyone else a great view and you giggled. You whispered in her ear as the world around you kept turning and turning. "Don't traumatize these children and get arrested for public nudity I'd hate to have to get you out of jail and runaway together..."

"Is it weird of it actually sounds good"

"Depends on which part"

"The last bit you fool"

"Well my anxiety could never...but keep dreaming darling" You both laughed and held hands as the chairs were turning even faster. At one point the air was to rapid through her hair and it detached her hairdo, you Heard her groan as her hair moved everywhere including her face while she looked at you. "Oh come on why"

"It's fine mina just let it go"

"It's a good thing this was not a wig"

You laughed again as You pushed the hair out of her face and saw her eyes shining with joy, you don't think you ever saw her so happy your whole life, and you thought maybe she never has been.

"I love you y/n"

She said as her hair flew behind her like a beautiful main. You couldn't help but put your hands around her face and bring her for a kiss. Your lips lingered on hers for a while, hands stoking her cheek and breathing linked and she pulled away questioning. "Why the kiss?"

"I just couldn't not kiss you right then"

"But in front of all these people ? Children"

"They won't die because I kissed the woman I love. They've seen people kiss before, they'll be fine"

"But the people here ?"

"I don't give a single fuck about them, I love you and they better get over it."

"I love you too" You enjoyed the rest of the ride, and after you got down you went to get wilhemina's cane for her, and as it took a little longer before she got out of it like the rest you heard someone tell her to get off the swing because people were waiting. You immediately turned around and went up to him, her stepped back a little "What did you just say ?"

"I..i said that this bitch needs to get off of the swing or learn to leave others their turn"

"You better shut the fuck up now, or else you really aren't going to enjoy the ride with a broken nose and bleeding face."

"Is that a threat ?"

"No it's a promise."

"It's unacceptable she ne.."

"And you need to stick your patience up your ass and fuck off. She'd be out of there in a second if you were able to keep your fucking mouth shut, now I bet you don't have any one in your life who has a disability except you because you are clearly having a stroke so let me tell you this. You say anything offensive to my wife. And I'll have your fucking ass in the floor."

"How dare you ? Telling all this in front of my kids"

"Maybe it'll teach them not to be complete assholes to people. Now your kids didn't say anything you did. So maybe you could thing about that"

"M'am you have to hurry..and keep your distance with the rest of the clients" The bold men tried to respond.

"But...i..i" ."

"we'll be out in a sec.. You. Save it. I honestly don't give a shit about your opinion, I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing it for her. Because if she weren't there I would have already been in jail for beating your ass. I'll say it once. Stay. Away. From. her. And keep your thoughts to your two inches long brain."

You went back to give her her cane and you both left the swings, glaring one last time at the men, who looked like he was about to piss his paints.

"Don't bother him, he's an ass"

"You don't always have to get in trouble for me"

"You're kidding right ? He was practically begging me to tell him off. Besides no one talks to you like this and gets away with it on my watch"

"He looked like a kid cought cheating have to admit watching you It was a little hot." She whispered in your ear

"Happy to oblige" you said as you pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and grazed her cheek. After that she bent forward a little and lifted her arms to try and do her hair back which you knew could hurt her.

"Hey hey no.. leave it" you said as you put your hands on hers.

"Let's sit over here baby"

You said while taking her to a small stair bench.

"Sir over here I'll sit on the one higher.

"Oh okay"

You settled her between your knees and asked for her hair tie.

"Do you really want to put it up again ? You know I love your hair down like this, you look so beautiful"

"I know you do, but it's our thing you know, I don't want it to become banal, I like that you're the only one who sees me like this, it makes it special"

"We have other things that are private darling, just because you go out with your hair down it doesn't mean it's not special anymore. I still get to see you in your nightwear or with a messy tee-shirt and a lazy bun."

"I know but still, I prefer keeping it up please"

"Okay baby no problem, can I put it up how I want ?"

"..fine yes, but no funny business"

"Of course" you said as you kissed her neck. You started sectioning her hair, brushing it through your fingers, huming softly. And you started breading, strands of hair between your hands, one over the other. Starting from up and then going down. Wilhemina relaxing visibly in your embrace, letting her head slightly back.

"Oooooooh, I am not the only traveler, who has not repaid His debt, I've been searching for a trail to follow again take me back to the night we met, and then I can tell myself what the hell am I supposed to do.

I had all and then most of you some and now none of you. Ooh

Take me back to the night we met.

"Here done"

"Can I sea ?"

"Let me just ..there "

"Oh..y/n"

"You don't like it ?"

"No..no i do like it.. it's different than what I'm used to"

"I figured you don't usually bread it because it's probably to painful, so I wanted to do something nice". "I love it y/n"

"You look beautiful"

She blushed softly before you kissed her lips.

Afterwards you were both a little hungry, so you took wilhemina to a candy shop, they sold many things like sugar canes and candy floss

You waited before asking Wilhemina what she wanted, and ordered a pomme d'amour for starters, and decided you would take candy floss to walk.

"It's going to be messy y/n we have to cut in"

"No..baby the whole thing is to bite it at the same time"

"I swear if you get my shirt stained"

"It won't willy"

"Oh you know I hate that nickname"

"That's why I use it willy"

She groaned and you both stood while you held the food.

"On three"

"Wait does that mean we bite on three or after three"

"Oh just bite it on three love"

"One."

"Two" you both said

"Three"

You both took a bite out of the apple, juices covering your taste buds and the sweet sugar envelope cracking.

You giggled with your mouths full  and finished the apple as much as you could, heads turning around to find a good angle and sharing the same space.

You noticed Wilhemina had sugar on her top lip corner.

"Baby you have a little something here"

"Oh..thank you"

She tried getting it off but it wasn't efficient. So you stepped closer.

"Here..let me do it" you said before setting down the rest of the dish and pressing her against you while your hands found her jaw and you kissed her soundly, she moaned a little when you bit her top lip. And grazed it with your tongue. It asked for entrance and Wilhemina granted it to you. You made out together for a little bit before parting a little and just holding each other for a while, pairs of hands around shoulders and hips.

After that you bought the candy floss and started walking around the park once again.

You both picked in each others sticks, exchanging looks, smiles and kisses.

Feeding each other bits every now and then.

After a dozen minutes you had both finished

And you kissed her again, sharing the taste of sugar between each other. Her cane pressed against her and her cheek in your hand.

"Thank you y/n"

"For what ?". "For giving my life purpose"

"Aw baby why do you have to be so damn cute ALL the time"

"I'm serious"

"Me too...and you don't need to thank me, you mean everything to me. Come here."

You said before taking her inside your arms, inhaling her sent and circling your arms around her frame. You pressed kisses in her hair and she place them in your neck.

"I love you so much Wilhemina"

She started to tear up a little bit before sniffling and hiding more inside your body.

"I mean it...baby you don't ever have to cry about that again..for I will hold you till the end of time itself. And in every one of your future life's I'll have you in my heart."

Time passed as you held each others before slowly getting going again.

You arrived at a shooting game, pushed animals were hanging from the walls and ceiling.

"Oh here let me win you something !"

"Oh come on darling these games are money black holes"

"Not if your good at it" she starting turning around and walking away

"Besides it's gun shooting you're not going to be any good at that love you don't own any. Also I think it's quite funny that yo..."

"Here m'am, ya just need to get those target over there to ya win"

"Huhh come on y/n, do you even know what I said"

"Ssh baby I gotta focus"

"Sshh? So you shush me now ?"

You ignored her rambling as your hands settled their positions and you started shooting the first few bullets hitting right on the targets, five bullets later you heard a ringing sound and the guy stunned by your performance started

"Well m'am I'll be honest I wasn't expecting ya to win on the first try. But here ya go, you can pick one of them little stuffed animals"

"Mm I'll have this one for my lady over there "

"Excellent choice...here there ya go ... have a nice day birdies"

You giggled and thanked him as you went up to Wilhemina and gave her the white furry bunny you had won.

"So since you were so supportive I'll just keep it to myself"

"...I'm sorry baby...i just didn't want you to waste your money" "I know"

You said as you handed her the toy, "it's for you baby", "Oh.. really ? Wow it's the first time my lover...well anyone wins me something at a game"

"Looks like I'm your first on lots of things babe"

"Heyy" she responded while jabbing your shoulder "Aww why do you always do that, I think I need to go check it at the hospital."

"Oh don't be A baby y/n"

"Well you're the one standing with a bunny in your arms so who's really the baby huh?" She frowned before she joined you in laughter. You walked hand in hand with her gift under her hand. The sun was starting to set slowly as you both chatted and enjoyed the rest of the day.

"Let's get married"

"...What ?"

"Here let's get married now"

"..y/n ? I don't understand...I'm not sure it's a good idea"

"Chill baby I meant there" you said as you pointed the small church in the middle of the other attractions.

"It says it celebrates unions and marriages, but nothing actually official"

"Oh .."

"So let's get married here darling. Let's have our unofficial official ceremony now"

You said as you led her to the counter

"Wait..."

"It's okay you don't want to"

"No..no I definitely want to, I'm just straddled, and what If they don't celebrate our 'marriage', baby there are no legal obligations here"

"Well I don't care if they don't celebrate 'Our' marriage. I'll find another fake church that does, but we have to try frist right ?"

She nodded and took your hand.

"Hello ladies how May I help you"

You both looked at each other and she smiled.

"We would like to get married." "Alright, are you married irl ?" "Nope"

"I have to inform you this is all outside of any actual legal union, this mariage is only valid here, and in your hearts."

"We know"

"Perfect then. Follow me" You arrived in a room filled with dressed and suits, the man asked if you wanted to pay before or after, you decided to do it now, Wilhemina didn't even notice you did. "I'll let you approximately 30 minutes to choose your formal wear and get dressed, an hour to prepare your vows and will Then accompany the... well brides walk down the aisle"

"If it's easier i don't mind being already there."

"Oh yes good. Anyway, I'll let you change, there are two different Rooms with staff so you don't see each other until marriage"

"Thank you". You both said before picking your outfits and trying on dresses and suits. After some time the man came back and took Wilhemina before letting you know where was the aisle. You waited there with the pastor, who didn't look used to celebrating marriages between women, but who wasn't mad about it. The music started and there was no one else in the church except for the few staff and you both. The doors opened and you saw your girlfriend walk arm in arm with the guy who welcomed you in. She looked ethereal, beautiful you had never seen such beauty before, her hair was in a beautiful hairdo, half down half up, a bunch of colored flowers in her hair and even a purple orange make-up.

She walked gracefully, her dress following her and a veil attached to her flower crown.

"Hey"

"Hey...wow, you...look... amazing...I'm so lucky" she blushed before being handled her cane and replied "Well...I must say You're not so Bad yourself y/n"

"Erm erm.. We are reunited today. To celebrate the union of two beautiful souls, linked together by life. Two hearts beating at the same pace, two bodies sharing one path. We are here, in the evening of this bright full day, to make the two women standing here, married, for better and for worst until death do them apart...If i may have the rings. " He took them and turned to Wilhemina "You will now exchange your vows"

"Oh..lord..sorry. this is the part I'm not going to be good at. But you already know that.

You know every part of me. Every single piece I've yet to discover. You hold them, in your arms. Steady, fierce, protective, bringing me the safe home i could have never hope to have. And yet here you stand. By my side every day. You hold my heart, and you make my sun hang, so bright yet so easy, in my sky. I didn't believe I could ever be liked. And you showed me unconditional love.

I didn't believe I was pretty, you made me feel like the most beautiful goddess in the world. I didn't believe I could feel it, but darling, you are the person I love like I would have never believed such feeling existed.. I am not good at expressing feelings, I find them to abstract, to volatile to be caught by my words. So I chose the ones of someone else that resonated with me so hard I believe them to be our own.

'You belong with me, my love. And I belong with you. We should live life side by side, In everything we do. You belong with me today, For now and ever more. And I belong with you, my dear, The one that I adore. We were meant to be, I know; It’s written in the stars. I love the way we are as one, And everything you are. Just think of all the moments Aligning for us to meet, So once we found each other, We were bound to feel complete. But this part of our story, We’ll sit and write together. Hanging memories on the wall,of the home we’ll share forever. So, both of us are certain. As we each say ‘I do’, That you belong with me, my love, And I belong with you." As she was done and the tears spilled from your eyes the pastor gave her a ring and spoke again.". "Now you will repeat after me as you place the ring on her, -I take you, y/f/n" "I take you y/f/n" ; "—to be my wedded Wife" "To be my wedded Wife"

"— to have and to hold from this day forward"; "To have and to hold from this day forward"

"—for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer''; "for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer" ; "—in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,"; "in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,". "—till death do us part"

"Till death do us part"

She said as she finally settled the ring she picked out on you.

"You will now exchange your vows to your bride."

".. Wilhemina, every time I dreamed about love, it was always me finding it, searching, like a lost salior for my beloved boat.But little did I know, love would find me, it would find a way through my heart, in between the cracks of it, sunshine would bring healing. I remember when I first fell in love. The intensity, the warmth, I remember her smile, her hair. I remember how hard I loved. How wrong I may have, probably because of the youth. I remember how much it had hurt. When she was taken away from me. When I could no longer hold her body, when everything from her had immediately and indefinitely turned to dust. I remember how I cursed at the wind, yelled, screamed, cried, abused whatever God had been responsible for it, responsible for this pain love had brought. I swore, I swore to never love ever again. And I tried, I begged for love to leave me alone. I dreamed it would never hurt again. And I remember when I found you, and you found me. How utterly lost we had been. How stupid it was for me to think I would not fall for you.

For your smile.

For your laugh.

For your eyes.

For your tears of joy and sorrow. For every single beat of your heart. How stupid I had been, To think I would never fall again. But the truth is, I spent all these years climbing, to afraid, to hurt, to coward, to actually jump. But the more high you gain The longer and harder the fall. And man, did I fall. And man, how did it feel so terribly perfect to do so. And man, little did I know, you could make me fly. I wasn't scared anymore. It didn't hurt. It was the answer I had been searching for all of my life. The one I didn't know was within me all along, the one you brought to life. It was love, love was the answer. No Our, our love was the answer. I'm so completely and unapologetically in love with you. You, you, you it's always been you. And the stars are watching, they are jealous, and they talk because never in the eternal burn they experience, never did they see souls shine so bright. Our connection goes beyond speaking, you choose words to express what you want to say. I want words to choose how to express what I say.  In truth, we married each other that first night, in bed, we had been married by our bodies, but now we stand in history—what our bodies had said, mouth to mouth, we now said publicly, gathered together.

'I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:i love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love, except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams... We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight, live coiled in shells of loneliness, until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies, old memories of pleasure, ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls. We are weaned from our timidity, In the flush of love’s light, we dare be brave. And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love, which sets us free.'.. Today i stand here, as i will stand for as long as my fragile body allows me to, perhaps then I will sit, or lay, by your side my dear, always. And love within me blooms, and makes flowers from every cell in me grow. I will choose you over and over again love, I will hold you close, I will give you peace, I will bring you home. In me. In my heart."

"Now, for the ring.."

He gave you the one you'd picked for her, a thick golden string with amethyst, and Carnelian.

"-I take you, Wilhemina venable"

"I take you, Wilhemina venable"

"-to be my wedded Wife"

"To be my wedded Wife"

"- to have and to hold from this day forward"

"To have and to hold from this day forward"

"- for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer

"for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer"

"-in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,"

"in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,

"-till death do us part"

You finally slid the ring on her finger before saying.

"Till death do us part

"Perfect, you may now kiss the bide."

You turned to Wilhemina, picked the veil covering her face, lifted it and placed it backwards before taking she took her face in her hands and yours grabbed her hips, bending her slightly backwards before stealing her lips in the most beautiful and delicious kiss you both had the chance to share, oxygen wasn't even needed as your whole body experienced full Bliss, during the embrace you heard, no felt her mumble 'i love you' to which she know you replied by kissing her harder tumbling a little before parting away, faces close, smiles on both of your lips. You walked down the aisle tightly pressed together her hair darked than usual with the dim candle light. And as you went through the door, bells rang and you felt rice being thrown at you from somewhere you couldn't spot. Eventually you got outside, turned to your wife and spun her around before kissing for what would most definitely not be the last time of the day, body pressed together like it will be during your Wedding night.

When you came back home both of your touch yas tender yet urgent, you took no time to

Set your things, just immediately riding her of her day clothes and coat, slamming the door with your feet and taking her upstairs. Before the bedroom door you lifted her up over the threshold, "tradition is sacred my darling"

"Shut up and just make love to me"

Shortly you were both in your underwear, your body on top of hers, cradling her with kisses and caresses, your lips all over her body.

You began to take her nipple in your mouth and play with the other one, her back arched and she moaned loudly, you were starting to kiss your way down her body but she stopped you.

"I..I..want us to cum...together"

"I can't refuse my baby now"

You dragged down her body before teasing her inner thigh and kissing her clit, making sure she was wet enough, you went up her body again, your hand between her legs stating to work her up. Your own hand finding yourself, toying with your panties before sitting back and touching yourself for her to see. Once you were both ready you aligned both of your centers, and lowered yourself on her. Hearing a moan from both of your throats as the contact was a delightful bliss. Your moans filled the room as you rubbed your clitorises faster, wet sounds coming from the friction. "Uh..uH baby I'm getting close"

"..wait a bit for me.. can you do that ?"

"Uhh..yeah..yeaH" You doubled your efforts and before you knew it she was cumming all over you which triggered your own orgasm. You fell on her body, legs intertwined as your bodies sank into each others. Still catching her breath Wilhemina couldn't stop herself from laughing.

"...We got married...in an amusement park";

"We did baby...".

".....I love you";

"I love you too baby"

A/n: the italic pieces are bits of different poems, I couldn't settle for one, if you think cutting a poem is sacrilegious I'm sorry but I believe that Words and art is ment to be movements, live and change though our experiences of then, pieces of structure that you can use to build. your own.

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[messykarma]

m.

Prostitute

You make me sick

I don’t hate your friends, I hate you

Attention seeking

Pathetic

Motormouth

Shameful

Everything that comes from you is wrong

Chatterbox

Disappointment

Crocodile tears (i.e. fake tears because I’m not allowed/have no right to be sad)

Bitchy/bitch

Parasite

Devil

Useless (bugger)

Stupid

Idiot

I’m going to kill you. I would rather sit in a jail cell

All you want to do is fuck boys

Did you have sex with [boy’s name]

Why aren’t you happy, you have no right not to be

Stop ‘showing your face’

Attitude problems

Embarrassment

Dumb

Just like your [biological] mother/like mother, like daughter [as in I’m going to get pregnant at 17 and shit like that]

Having you was a mistake (I.e. shouldn’t have adopted me)

Why are you always thinking about boys? [not allowed to make mistakes/forget]

Stop crying, I haven’t even hit you yet

If you don’t stop crying, I’ll give you something to cry about

Wait until we go home, you want to show your attitude in public? Fine

Me: “can I go to a party?” Mum: “why do you want to go. The answer is no. Are you pregnant?!”

Wearing your hair down? Attention seeker, think it’ll attract boys? I’ll cut it off [pair of scissors in hands, holding hair up]

You’re never happy, fine *threat* [showing an emotion other than happiness/not talking all the time]

“all you want to do is party, party party, party girl. All the high achievers aren’t party girls” [only asked to go to 3 parties, was allowed 1 this year]

I can’t wait until you’re out of this house. You were always so eager to get out of here. I’ll be free [you want to live with Aunt? Fine, go]

*general baseless assumptions followed by a threat or insult*

Why is your head always in the clouds. Something is wrong, are you watching porn? Is there a boy in your life? Wait until I find out, you better stop whatever it is

“All you want to do is havoc” (wanting to hang out with my friends - esp bc I’m leaving)

Throws a lot of shit at me. Anything in her hands.

Not good enough

All your spare time should be spent revising, every second.

Me: *cries because of something that hurt my feelings*

Her: *screams more and louder* “crocodile tears” “this is why your father and I are fed up with you, we can’t even talk to you without you shedding crocodile tears”

I’ll ‘piak’ (hit/cane) you

*You’re not welcome to come back home

You have no parents

[Money leech]

Only care about yourself*

- after saying no to lunch with them in favour of my friends that I don’t live with

I wouldn’t care about what you do if you got 100%, but you don’t

Why not 100%? [should be on the same level as the highest student.. same teacher]

*generally disregards all and any feelings or actions etc. that isn’t applicable or never happened to her* [her truths must be the truth]

I will kill you (after taking her knife momentarily to cut some cheese she asked me to grate for her - however she needed to use it for the pastry and it had ripped a little)

I will use this knife (bc of above)

I don’t care if I go to jail (one that came up with use recently but this one she used to say all the time when she would hit me when I was younger - I used to think she was going to kill me and I literally [even now] panic and have trouble breathing)

*the moment she realises I took the knife*: you BITCH Wait until Y12 is over you move out

Why do you always want to see [friend who is a girl], are you lesbian? If you are, get out. Go to [her] house, see if her family even wants you

(I don’t go to the same school as her and we almost never see each other)

All you want to do is lie down and read, go and be a prostitute. What has reading ever helped you with?

At the end of this year you can go find your [biological] mother. I know you treat me this poorly bc I am not your real mother

What has made you hate me and this family so much

No one will want you if you can’t cook/aren’t smart etc [many things that blend into a single feeling that drives a negative feeling already there]

You think because you’re adopted you can do whatever you want? ... I can do whatever I want [to you]

“go to [friend’s name]’s house, get lost. Marry her dad isn’t that what you want? GET OUT”

*constantly accuses me of being pregnant* (funny how I’ve never even touched a boy or had a boy be interested in me at the same time I’ve been interested in them huh) and I never pop out a baby oh well

I’ve been looking for your mother, you can go live with her [if you hate being here so much]

The other day she got mad I went into my room and didn’t help after dinner and yelled at me all the way into the kitchen. Then just before we got there she got so mad she used her dish cloth in her hands and whipped it repeatedly at my face and body. The first one got me in the throat and wrapped around it and I choked and couldn’t breathe for a couple secs. Then she got me in my left eye and repeat hits on my body.

All you do is chat chat chat and play games (as in I should abide by her no contact with friends [but it’s ok if she asks to ask them something and gets angry when I don’t know something about them that she wants to know...]

You know [the article is right] the results are not accurate, your school does so well but for what? [you are doing poorly] there are those bad ones that drag the school down [referring to me] (Context: I go to a 100% academically selective high school that is top of my state and one of the top of Australia) --> this one my mind is able to be logical about despite how hurt I still am at it... if everyone in a school gets 90-100 and there are a couple that get 80, relative to the rest of the state etc. the ones who get 80 aren’t bad, however also because everything’s relative they’re ‘doing the worst’ etc.

Used to constantly say that I belonged in a ‘lesser’ school because I’m not achieving high enough [as in I don’t belong at my prestigious school] (mad regrets for actually getting and striving for straight As when I was younger...)

Used to rant about me not getting a job etc. even though I wanted one and as soon as I get one she finds more things (some job related) to get mad at me for etc.

[After ball - the equivalent of senior prom - obviously, I danced at ball] “all you want to do is party, all you [can] do is dance dance dance. You want to be an escort? Mark my words you will never succeed. Fine be an escort just don’t tell me”

People make mistakes. You are the biggest mistake.

Me: “Mum my friend’s mum said I was pretty”

Mum: *laughs hysterically*

Me: “Mum my friend today said my ears were nice”

Mum: “What? Why would she say that... probably to cover something up. How are your ears nice when they look like ‘this’.” *does a weird gesture with her ears*

Why do I still let myself get affected? Why can’t I be like my brother who seems to ignore her plus he gets hit less? Idk... possibly bc I still respect her despite her thinking I have no respect for her... just a hypothesis. Do I owe her everything for taking me out of a 3rd world country... am I ungrateful? I deserve this...?

Talked to my dad and he says that he and my eldest brother had it worse etc. so basically he said: your quality of life is better and if we didn’t hit you, you would’ve become a drug user so you shouldn’t be unhappy and should be grateful. (Funny how the very thing I should be grateful for is what pointed me in the direction of them...) 

My sister in law literally told me that her fam hit her too but she’s never seen anything like what she saw happening to me lol. She remembers an incident where apparently mum was going real hard and beating me, she said my mum’s a little [crazy]. Don’t really remember that since all the incidents kinda blurr together.

And then rarely, after, (at night) she’ll come into my room with a soft voice and be like “we just want you to do well” etc. and then I’ll feel so fucking confused and guilty for ever talking shit about her or for any negative thought I’ve had about any of the shit that happened to me. I mean, do I deserve it? I did kinda cause all of it...

It’s scary sometimes to interact with her bc you never know when she’ll snap. It’s terrifying when she has this certain look on her face - the one where you know you’ll be hurt.

I hate how she always tells and yells at me to go back to my birth mother. A cruel reminder she doesn’t want me anymore and no one does - that I’m not really apart of this family.

I really wish they would be happy and proud because of me but even if that would magically happen (already a legal adult) I’m so fucked it up I would never know how to react or process it.

Bonus:

*complains that I don’t have a job*

*complains when I do have a job*

(Odd jobs is fine yet forced me to back out of an anniversary server odd job)

*complains that I don’t read enough*

*complains that all I do is read ‘stupid books’*

#personal #things my mum has said to me #m #mum

[adambstingus]

6 Characters Whose Lives Fell Apart In Little Known Sequels

We don’t usually get to find out what happened to our favorite fictional characters after their stories wrapped up. For all we know, the Breakfast Club gang formed an actual gang, beat the principal to death, and now they’re all in jail. Checking in on the heroes of your youth isn’t always as easy as going on Facebook and typing the names of your old high school friends — but the results can be equally depressing. If you thought Luke, Han, and Leia’s lives turned to dogshit in the new Star Wars, that’s nothing compared to how …

#6. Indiana Jones Became A Sad, Creepy Grandpa

Unless you’re a Nazi, a Communist, or the parent of one of his students, chances are you love Indiana Jones. He’s like the dad you always wanted, if you wanted your dad to be cool, handsome, and best friends with a homeless Chinese boy for some reason.

The Depressing Epilogue:

You might think that the movie where Indy meets aliens was the most recent (and most undignified) place we left the character, but that’s not exactly correct. Those who grew up in the ’90s might remember a little show called The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles, which followed Indy’s early adventures. One jazz-themed episode even featured a cameo from a saxophone-playing Harrison Ford.

“Where d’ya light this thing?”

While the show was primarily a prequel, it was bookended by scenes set in the ’90s, where we see Indy the way we never wanted to: as an angry, senile old man. In the first episode, he’s hanging around a museum (presumably yelling about how all the artifacts in the museum belong in a museum), where he promptly frightens and threatens to “clobber” two young children. To be fair, at this stage in his life, youths are way scarier than Nazis.

Then he punched a Latino kid, yelling “You will not betray me again, Satipo!”

Indy then forces the kids to listen to a story from his youth — but not one of the awesome ones about the Holy Grail or the Ark of the Covenant, because these little jerks don’t deserve them. This setup is how most of the episodes play out: Old Man Indy just starts reciting stories to anyone who will listen as he runs painfully banal errands. One involves Indy arguing with, then hitting on, a female postal worker.

Probably the most exciting moment comes in an episode in which Indy goes from fighting the forces of evil to fighting a teenage donut store clerk, putting the teen in a chokehold with his cane for sassing an old lady.

His bullwhip had already been confiscated by the manager of the local McDonald’s.

As punishment, he tells the clerk yet another story from his youth … allowing enough time for the cops to show up and arrest him. But surely the episode doesn’t end with a feeble Indiana Jones being shoved into a squad car? He makes a daring escape, or they let him off because he tells them an amazing story, right?

Not sure if adding John Williams’ music would make this more or less sad.

Nope, that’s seriously the end of that episode. Others found the adventurous Indiana Jones going to the hospital for a bee sting, yelling at his grandson for playing rock music, and going to see a psychiatrist because his kids think he’s crazy and want to put him in a goddamn home. Though to be fair, if your dad kept ruining Christmas dinners by insisting that he once saw ancient god lasers melt the faces off Hitler’s army, would you have any other choice?

If all this doesn’t seem familiar to you, it’s probably because George Lucas had these segments removed for the show’s home video release, proving that he can use his DVD-meddling powers for good instead of evil. Unless he wants to re-shoot them with present-day Harrison Ford, in which case … uh, sorry for the Indy 5 spoilers, everyone!

#5. Will Smith’s Independence Day Character Died Off-Camera (In The Sequel’s Ad Campaign)

Independence Day: It’s the beloved ’90s blockbuster that had the balls to make a direct comparison between a global alien invasion and a holiday where Americans drink beer and light things on fire to commemorate the time they told the British to fuck off. One of the most memorable characters was NASA reject, Air Force pilot, and noted welcomer-to-Earth Steven Hiller, played by Will Smith.

Who was so cool, you almost forgot he was one letter away from invading Poland.

The Depressing Epilogue:

As you probably know, Independence Day recently got a sequel, Independence Day: Resurgence, starring Jeff Goldblum, Brent Spiner, and the boxcar hobo that killed Bill Pullman and stole his identity.

Alternatively, he came down with the Santa Clause curse.

Notably absent from the cast of characters fighting back against the lazy-ass aliens (who apparently wait 20 years between invasion attempts) is Captain Hiller. Turns out Will Smith was “too expensive” to hire back, so they naturally had to find some graceful way to explain the character’s absence. And by “graceful,” we mean they decided to be petty assholes and brutally kill him off in the small print of some viral marketing.

Couldn’t they just, we don’t know, send him off to live with some relatives in an affluent Los Angeles neighborhood?

Yup, thanks to the movie’s website, we found out before the movie even came out that Hiller blew up in a freak accident while test piloting a jet infused with alien technology. Not fighting some stranded aliens, or taking out an alien landmine to save a bus full of children — it was a random malfunction. Even Randy Quaid got a better death scene. Worse still is the decision to let us all know his tragic fate through some dumb publicity campaign. Not surprisingly, Smith was bummed to find out that his character died. Aw, shit. Nobody tell him about Muhammad Ali.

#4. Kevin McCallister’s Family Immediately Fell Apart (And His Dad Became A Real Piece Of Shit)

The Home Alone movies taught kids a whole slew of lessons, from the importance of self-reliance to the fact that you should ignore any fears you might have and befriend even the scariest of strangers.

Shockingly, the following is not about how she died of E. Coli.

But like every ’90s sitcom and Fast & Furious movie, the real message is the importance of family. Even when your family’s parental neglect is bordering on criminal, you’ve got to love them, right?

The Depressing Epilogue:

Those who thought Kevin McCallister’s story ended back in the ’90s are sorely mistaken. While Home Alone 3 centered on brand-new characters — presumably to show that more than one family treats their children like garbage — in 2002, the powers that be crapped out a straight-to-video sequel, Home Alone 4. Once again, the story follows Kevin, who is somehow younger than the last time we saw him, and sounds and looks completely different. They couldn’t even be bothered to find a kid with roughly the same hair color.

The trauma of the previous movies clearly stunted his development.

Despite the fact that Home Alone 2 ended happily, Kevin’s parents seem to have immediately split up in its aftermath. Home Alone 4 finds Kevin spending Christmas with his dad, who’s now a rich douchebag living in a swank mansion with his hot young fiancee. Yup, midlife crises can be a real paint can to the face of your family.

Buzz looks somewhat different too, and now works as a butler.

Soon, Kevin’s old nemesis Marv shows up — shorter, clean-shaven, and with his new wife instead of Harry. Because in this movie full of fractured relationships, even the Wet Bandits can’t seem to make it work. Love is dead, people.

Alternate theory: He murdered Harry for his hat and scarf.

Here’s the really fucked-up thing: Kevin is never accidentally left home alone. He’s left alone, sure, but only because his tool of a dad has more important shit to do. And most upsettingly, when the house is eventually broken into, his dad blames Kevin for the mess. He literally says: “You’re out to destroy my relationship.”

Our reaction, too.

That’s right: Two adults break into his house and threaten the life of his child, and his reaction is to accuse Kevin of cockblocking him. A parent not believing a child when he tells them he’s been attacked by a stranger makes abandoning him on Christmas seem like a Norman Rockwell painting by comparison.

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/6-characters-whose-lives-fell-apart-in-little-known-sequels/ from All of Beer https://allofbeercom.tumblr.com/post/172603142227