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#thats a lie I would do anything for a beautiful woman
freeasfishes · 2 months
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I am often thinking how Shmi Skywalker, a woman who's legally the property of a bug, opens her home (which she doesn't even own due to she herself is owned by a bug) to two stranded Jedi and the queen of an entire planet and helps them get on their feet and back to safety and lets them gamble on her child and neither the Jedi order nor the planet whose queen was saved bothered to think "hey maybe we should go buy her freedom and set her up in a nice apartment somewhere." This has bothered me since childhood along with the fact that Yoda and Yaddle did not fuck.
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could i maybe request an enemies to lover between larissa and an 18+ student ?
the plot is up to you :)
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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 - [𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰]
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Larissa Weems x Young Professor f!reader words: ~4.5k specific warnings/content: FLUFF, slight nsfw
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a/n: ok so i did change this a little bit to young professor because i can't really imagine Larissa being with a student of her school, so i hope thats okay. Otherwise ! the creative liberty was so freeing. I hope yall like the concept - i was really excited for this one
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This weeks potion for your class was definately taking a toll on you - you sat in your office staring at your email as the moonlight shined on your skin, doing nothing to help the chill that filled the room. It had gotten late but you took the hours of sweet, quiet sanctuary to work ahead and save yourself some time later on. The blue glow of your computer screen casted a bright gleam on your face and illuminated the corner of your dark, empty classroom, forcing your mind onto the sight of how late it had gotten.
The Potion of True Intentions was one that could be helpful in one hand and dangerous in another. It was a potion that could reveal multiple truths about someones actions, even make them unable to lie in higher potencies - taking away the mask they put on in day to day life and revealing anything and everything that stood behind it. It was part of the curriculum, so, regardless of who your students were, it had to be taught. You had spent the last hour trying to wrap your head around how you would teach this, who exactly you would use for an example.
The thought was risky, especially with teenagers, especially with teenage outcasts. One could reveal their undying love for another while someone else might confess to attempted murder - a certain raven haired girl slipped into your mind and the thought alone making the possibilities shocking. There were so many twists and turns that could come up that you pinched the bridge of your nose as you groaned out in frustration.
You flew back to rest fully against your desk chair as you blankly stared at the already typed email on your screen. Dread filled you at the thought of sending this email, at the thought of sending this email to her.
Your relationship with Larissa Weems, the principal, your boss, was nothing less than complicated. You thought all had gone well when you were swiftly hired just months ago, being met with a kind smile and what you thought was genuine banter from the woman as she gave you a tour, as she walked you through the halls and to the quarters you would be moving into, all with her arm brushing against yours, all with her hand meeting the small of your back, all with reassurance and a light blush and a beautiful laugh that you still wished to hear ring in your ears..
That is, if you didn't grow to hate the woman.
It was more like a strong dislike but it was so close to hate that it was the word that made the most sense. But hate was dreadful, hate was all consuming, hate was confusing, full of longing, full of.. care? Full of lust?
You just hated that she hated you, so you always tried to give her no reason to.
Surely, no.. this was a different kind of hate than what you have been met with before. But you still couldn't help the feeling that climbed deep into your chest and settled itself there, like a fire - warm and anxiety induced, jittery and build on.. need? It riled you up and curled your hands into fists whenever she challenged you, but the willpower you had, the need to not back down always shot you farther than you always intended.
This would be an interesting class..
You let out a deep sigh as you steadied yourself to rest your hands back on your keyboard, your oversized sweater falling off one of your shoulders as you scanned over your words for any errors, but, with the way she treated you, there was no doubt you had to spice it up a little.. You always sent every email with the hope of making her seethe and her jaw clench at how absolutely perfect you could be, at how absolutely perfect you could be for her.
You were one of the youngest among the staff, but that didn't stop you from being heavily qualified and experienced - something that she seemed to absolutely pick at whenever possible.
Good Afternoon, Larissa.
I hope your evening has gone well so far. I have a request for you that I think aligns with our values of safety and education within the walls of Nevermore.
The potion that I am teaching to my students tomorrow can be potentially dangerous if ended up in the wrong hands - the Potion of True Intention. I'm sure you're well aware of what this can do, so I've gone ahead and told them that I would be the only one creating a batch of this particular potion - though, this may not stop them from creating one of their own.
If you're available, could you please attend my mid-day class tomorrow as an extra set of eyes? Your presence will surely make the lot feel safer and bring more authority into my statement to prevent them from making their own with ill intentions while also letting them be able to put their whole focus on taking in the information and learning about such a beautiful potion.
Maybe you could learn a thing or two as well
-Professor Y/N
Your body immediately relaxed as you clicked send, a large weight falling from your shoulders as a deep sigh left your lungs. Though, a wild smirk rose onto your features at what you could do tomorrow in her presence, about who you could use as an example if she were to show.
Your heart laughed in mischief at the endless possibilities - oh, what a show it would be to see how much she truly hates you, to see her try and hold back every comment, every action as her teeth grind together in anger and her hands turn to fists at her sides.
The familiar 'ding' of a message popping into your inbox filled the room. You don't even have to look at it to know it was her - sure, it was late, but you knew the woman would still be up.
You adjusted in your seat as you moved your mouse to click on the email. You read over her words, your blood boiling a bit at the small email, but it didn't matter as your lungs filled with satisfaction at her reply.
Professor Y/N,
I'll make sure to be there - Be sure not to start without me.
L. Weems
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You propped the classroom door open as the bell signaling the end of lunch rang, knowing that students would filter in slowly as you gathered all the ingredients you needed at the front of the room. You were nearly buzzing with excitement at what was to come, spending most of the morning making sure everything would go perfectly.
This was one of the few times you knew Larissa would be in your classroom while you were teaching, other than teacher evaluations and any other potion you deemed more dangerous than others. It made you slightly anxious as well.. She was still your boss, at the end of the day. This would be a way to prove yourself as a professor and gather some insight on the woman who did a complete 180 on you.
You grabbed the final bowl with a gentle touch, knowing that it was the main piece of the rather tedious puzzle you were about to build.
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Early this morning, you wandered into the greenhouse, Marilyn Thornhill's domain. You loved stopping by and seeing what she had in store. You often worked together to grow the flora and fauna within the academy - you taking care of and helping her research more plants while she grew anything you needed for future lessons. It had jumpstarted a kind friendship between you two, especially since you both were on the newer side.
You were in search for a very specific flower as your eyes filtered over the dozens upon dozens of plants that were held on shelves and hung from the ceiling. You loved how she made the greenhouse something of her own - there was no doubt so much of her personality within every aspect.
She came into view after seeing you from her office window, your confused and slightly overwhelmed expression making the redhead chuckle to herself before standing.
"Was there something specific you were looking for today, Y/n?" Her voice had startled you a bit, her office being slightly hidden by some of the bigger plants, but her warm aura always settled your nerves. You let out a sigh as you waved at her to come closer.
"I know I didn't ask for any, but I was hoping you had some Browallia Speciosa flowers.." Your eyes didn't stop scanning the room, hoping she had the blue version of the flower and not only its violet or white form. "I have a special guest coming to class today.. and the blue hues of the flower remind me of her eyes. Do you have any, by chance?"
You finally looked over at the woman only for more confusion to come up to your features. There was a knowing look on her face, like there was something you didn't quite know, something that she didn't plan to tell you - it peaked a big wave of curiosity to course through you, though you decided against mentioning anything of it.
"I'm pretty sure that there's sommmee…" She dragged out the word as she walked towards one of her far walls. You watched her struggle on her tippy toes for a few moments before finally grabbing a large vase off one of the shelves. "…here!"
A smile rose to your face as you saw how proud she was at her small victory. She brought the vase to one of the desks as she went to grab some sheers. "Take as many as you need. They seem to be blooming perfectly at this time of year. What potion are you working on today?"
She handed you the sheers with a soft touch then watched how carefully you started to cut the flowers away - she always seemed so interested in your work, and it was something you heavily appreciated. "The Potion of True Intention.. I figured out who I would use as an example late last night, so I didn't have enough time to wait for another type to grow."
You handed her the sheers and placed the flowers in the bowl. "You always seems to be a lifesaver when it comes to this, so I wasn't surprised to see that you had some, though hidden.. Thank you."
You offered her a kind smile before watching her put everything away. When she was back to you, she walked you to her classroom door. "Who are you using as an example? I'm very curious to hear about everything, I'm not gonna lie."
You turned around to face her completely, a mischievous smirk rising onto your face. "Larissa Weems."
Her expression turned into shock before converting into a wide smile. She knew about your.. let's say, distaste for her best friends hatred towards you. She, however, would knew both sides, but told nothing to the other person - something you heavily appreciated as you trusted the redhead. It had shocked her at how bold you were being, and she said she would come by when the lesson was done to hear about everything.
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You placed the bowl down next to your other materials before looking up towards your students, immediately watching them calm down and settle under your gaze. You threw them all a gentle smile as you ran your fingers along the edge of your cauldron. They always seemed to love potion days the most - always so focused as they hung onto every word, taking in the information with ease - so you were glad that your teaching style called for a lot of them.
"Alright, everyone.. Let's do this." You took a deep breath as you clapped your hands together. "Good afternoon!!"
"Good afternoon!!!" You watched as their faces lit up along with yours, laughter echoing through the room after their booming response. "How lovely. Seems everyone's excited for today, yes?"
The energy of your students after a lunch break was always something that was hit or miss when it came to taming it, but you grew to use it to your advantage and have them feel really engaged with the material - ensuring that their knowledge was growing instead of having information constantly just thrown at them. Small conversations died down, once again, as you took an inhale to speak. The words, however, died on your tongue when you noticed a flash of white by the door.
"I hope I'm not late! Hello, everyone," She said with a smile. She wore a cream colored dress and gold jewelry, making her signature red lip pop more than it usually did. Something about her presence today made the air get pulled from your chest as you gripped the side of the cauldron. Her piercing blues landed on your form and soaked you in from head to toe. If you weren't so focused on reining in your own emotions, you would've noticed the faint blush fill her features as her posture wavered.
Your dress complimented your features very well - the sleeves ran long but still showed your collarbones, long enough to pronounce your height but short enough for your calves to be visible. The dark colors of the outfit along with your make up and silver accessories really fed into the notion that you would know you entered a potions room, just at the glance in your direction.
You made sure to put a little more effort into your appearance whenever you knew you'd be around Larissa. You always wanted to look good for the woman, your looks always adding to your confidence. There was a part of you that still craved her validation, though, she never gave it to you. There was always a small victory raining inside you whenever you were able to make her falter, to make her breath pause, for her breath to hitch with your presence alone..
You wondered just how far she would let you go..
"You're not late at all - don't worry!" You threw a sickly sweet smile at her, your head tilting to the side slightly. "We've actually just started. Okay, everyone.. so.." You turned back to face your students, feeling her presence shift and come close right after. "I asked Principal Weems to be here today because, like I said before, this potion can be used in multiple ways - even in the dangerous sense. Though I'm using it in a light hearted matter, I'm required to really teach about it's history and uses.. which is why I hid nothing from you all. I wanted her here to really press the matter of it's danger and because I thought another set of eyes would help settle you. Understood?"
Your eyes fluttered around the room to meet all directions, being met with some saying a small 'yes' and others nodding their heads.
"Good.. Who can tell me what today's potion is just by looking at the ingredients that I have up here?"
Many of their hands shot up and a sense of pride filled your chest. You knew this was from your teaching alone, but you couldn't help and love how they were all behaving with Larissa there - really pushing the fact that you were genuinely good at your job and making her see it for herself, even if you were younger.
You gestured to a student in the front row. "The potion of True Intention."
"Yes, good! And what does it do?"
"It can reveal one of many things, depending on what the brewer wants to know. While making the potion, you have to put your own intentions into it - asking questions or giving demands on what you want to know from your person."
The next ten minutes continued on like that - you asking your students questions and them all ready to answer. You gave more of the history and reminded them of some of the uses of the potion before calling two helpers to pull the curtains to cover the large windows that consisted of one of the classroom walls. You took your lighter and lit three blue candles and placed them on opposite sides of the cauldron, lighting up the sides and front with a golden oranger glow.
"You want the colors of the flowers and candles to be around the same. When you light your candles, you want to already be thinking about your intensions. A good potion always comes from a clear mind." You placed the lighter down and took one of the flowers from your bowl. "You want to use a flower or plant that you think can link back to them, capturing their personality or looks within the nature. We're lucky enough to be growing some Browallia Speciosa - a flower that links to spiritual wisdom and clarity."
You walked around and placed the bowl in front of a student in the first row, urging them to grab one and pass it down. As you walked back to the bubbling liquid, you held the flower in front of Larissa so she could see it, then moved it into the light. "I got the blue ones because the color reminds me of a certain guest that we have here today."
You peaked a glance to your side and saw her shocked expression, making a wild smirk form on your lips. You placed it down for a moment before saying your next words, then grabbed a paper and started to tear it to ensure only a name would be thrown into the mixture.
"If you have a belonging from the person, whether it be hair, their handwriting, a photograph, just to name a few, you want to throw that in. If you don't, then you can write the persons first and last name on a sheet of people and throw it in. If you have both, do the name after the item - it's preferred if you do to have a clearer potion."
You looked down to see that you had successfully isolated Larissa's signature off of the permission slip you submitted to teach this potion - killing tow birds with one stone as you threw it into the starts of the potion.
"Take your flower and dip the petals into the mix gently, pulling them out and letting any excess drip off until it stops. Once it's not soaked anymore, lift the flower in front of you and slowly start to pull off each petal, dropping it into the cauldron while you whisper your intentions over and over until none are left. Once all petals are in, put the stem in gently while saying.." You leaned closer to the bubbling liquid, seeing that it has already grown thicker than the start. "'The truth shall show itself, as it seems to time and time again..'"
The potion was accepted and made correctly, a light blue smoke emitting from its sides and flowing down to the floor. You watched the smoke swirl with the flames before taking a glance over to Larissa. She seemed so invested in your lesson - her eyes were glued to your work as she absorbed every word and action that came from you. The smoke put out each flame with a harsh breeze, the classroom becoming completely black before the potion glowed a light blue, illuminating the room with it's success.
You asked the students to open the blinds back up as you bottled up a small amount of the mix. "Now, you can put this potion in food or drinks, create it into a spray, or keep it as an oil. As long as it's absorbed, whether it through the skin or with digestion or smell, it should work."
You shook it slightly before you twisted the lid off and squeezed the top of it, moving some of the oil into the dropper before presenting it to Larissa. You held it out to her, one hand staying underneath it to prevent any spilling, silently asking for permission.
She seemed uneasy at first, but, in the end, moved closer to you to allow it. You put a few drops onto your fingers then smeared the liquid between your fingertips. You set the dropper down before starting to apply it along some of her pulse points, your fingers grabbing her wrists in a gentle hold as you applied some there, then moved your fingers up and placed some along her neck.
The close contact and gentle touch seemed to make Larissa flustered, but you couldn't help but think she was fuming behind the mask of it all. You gave her a smile, and she rolled her eyes subtly. You took a few steps back, afterwards, and took in her form.
Her breathing picked up slightly and her eyes scattered around the room, being sure to land on anything other than you. You tilted your head to the side in mock curiosity as finally she faced you. You saw her jaw clench before her throat bobbed in a harsh swallow.
The students seemed to be on the edge of their seats - the room growing quiet enough that you were sure you could hear a pin drop. It looked like she was struggling to keep herself from saying something, the words nearly being forced out before the ring of the bell filled the room.
You were cruel, but not as cruel as her.
You had planned it to go this way. This was still your job, and you weren't going to risk it or your professionalism by forcing the woman to put herself this far out there.
Your students groaned and complained as they threw their items into their bags and got up to leave the room. "I'll be sure to let you all know what happened!" You said before closing the door behind the last student.
"I know you hate me.." You stated, breaking the silence. "I wanted to know why and how much.. But I wasn't going to risk anything and have your image be tainted in front of the students. I hope you understand.. because I-"
Just as you turned around, you were pinned back against the very door you just closed, firm hands meeting your hips as hot breath tickled the side of your neck. Your breath had been forced out of your lungs at the impact, your face flushed as you finally acknowledged exactly what was happening. Her perfume was intoxicating as it met your lungs, the smell causing your heart to flutter, and her touch was so warm.. so easy to melt into, so easy to crave..
"I don't hate you, Y/n…" Her voice was low as it ghosted along your ear. You couldn't help but be confused at her words, but, before you were able to say something, her voice cut you off. "It's quite the opposite, really.. I just couldn't accept how easy it was to be myself around you, to get lost in the time, how easy it was for me to fall for you.."
Your breath hitched as one of her hands took hold of your chin, forcing your eyes up to hers. She took in your expression and it seemed to be one she approved of, her eyes fluttering down to your lips before she pressed into you more.
"But, it seems, I no longer have the willpower to hide my desire now.. do I?"
Her lips ghosted along your own, you gripped the fabric at her strong shoulders. Your eyes fluttered shut as you leaned forwards, only to open when her lips didn't meet your own. A lustful smirk graced her features as her eyes darkened. "And it seems I'm not the only one.."
She crashed her lips into yours after her words, a whimper leaving your throat at the desperation and need found within it. Her hands wandered your torso before bringing one of your legs up to her waist. Her leg slid into the space and pressed firmly against your core. A deep moan left your chest at the contact, and she took the opportunity to explore your mouth.
Her tongue danced with yours, swallowing each of your whimpers and moans for her only. She broke the kiss, pulling your bottom lip between her teeth while doing so. The desire found within your own eyes seemed to surge her forward - she was reeling in how absolutely delicious you looked. Her lips traced down your jaw before moving down to your neck. She licked along your pulse point, causing a satisfied hum to leave your throat before sucking a dark, purple mark onto the skin.
The action sent a shiver down your spine as you melted into her touch. She kissed along the canvas of your skin, biting down at the junction of where your neck and shoulder met, pulling a gasp out of you.
Just after the sound, a loud knock was heard against the wood behind you. You both froze before softly breaking away from each other. She stood right behind you as you opened the door back up, a deep blush still apparent on your features as you calmed down slightly, as your eyes landed on Marilyn.
"How did it go! What ended up happening?" She said the words as you were opening the door, a small gasp leaving her as she noticed that you were not alone. Her eyes took in both of your forms, gaze moving between you both before her eyes widened as she noticed the new mark along your neck. "You know !! I-I actually forgot something!! I'll come back later, you know??"
She quickly shuffled down the hall and out of view before you closed the door at her loss of presence. You turned around to meet a heavily flustered and smiling principal, the sight of her and the situation making a loud laugh leave you, her following in your foot steps.
You walked up to her and wrapped your arms around her shoulders, pulling her close to enjoy her warmth. "Y/n.. I suppose, we should talk about this, hmm?"
Her arms wrapped around your waist, and you couldn't help but notice how well your bodies fit with each other. Her smile reflected your own as you finally understood some of the truth behind her actions. You spoke with butterflies in your chest, a newfound clarity filling your being."I suppose we should.."
"I was thinking tonight. Over dinner, if you'd like?"
You loved the hope that filled her eyes, a new sparkle settling there as she looked back at you. You giggled at her forwardness, something you never would've thought you would see in such a kind light. You nodded as you gave her your answer, relaxing in the comfortable energy that coursed through you both.
Seems you were right about your feelings.. Hate always seems to linger close to love, after all..
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𝐚/𝐧: AHHHHHH IM ALIVVVVEEE!!
COLLEGE IS KICKING MY ASS LOW KEY!!!
it's fine though because that's important - it's just taking up much more of my time than I thought it would, especially now that im working again.
BUTTTT!!
i hope you liked this because i've literally been thinking about it for DAYS. I wanted to write so bad but i was flooded with assignments this week. it was so fun to write whenever i had the chance and just clear my mind from anything else. this is why i love writing
ty for the submission ! my reqs are currently on pause ! you can read more about it here but I'm going to be working on what i have before starting anything new
i also changed my pfp - sorry if you recognized me by my picture but i do be making a new one every now and then
~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐯𝐲𝐧
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whowantslovergirl · 8 months
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My kind of woman
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Cedric Diggory x muggle! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)
warnings: pure fluff, ^this means start the song 💋
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Summary: Y/N being the girl of Cedric’s dreams
posted: September 4,2023
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Voted best couple for three years in a row. Y/N and Cedric. Everyone either wanted to be Cedric or Y/N. And Y/N is the girl of everyone’s dreams especially Cedric’s. ^
Oh, baby
Oh, man
You're makin' me crazy
Really drivin' me mad
Y/N looked so beautiful today. Her hair is in a beautiful up do. The way she did her uniform. Everything about her looked beautiful. Cedric saw her and his eyes lit up.
“Hi Cedric.” She said with a soft spoken voice. “Hi beautiful. You look amazing.”
“I wear the same thing every day Cedric.” She said while smiling. “Then you look amazing every day.” He leaned in for a kiss. And she returned it with a smile on her face.
That's alright with me
It's really no fuss
As long as you're next to me
Just the two of us
Cedric was going crazy. He couldn’t find you. He asked everyone and no one knew. Then he asked your friends and they said you’re in your dorm.
He never ran so fast.
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“Darling!” You jumped at Cedric bursting in your room. “Cedric?! What the f-!.” You hit cut off by a hug and a kiss. “I missed you and I couldn’t find you anywhere!” He exclaimed.
“I just want you next to me darling.”
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
My, oh my, what a girl
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
“You are my dream girl.” Cedric and Y/N were cuddling in the common room. In complete silence but comfortable silence. Well before he broke it. “Oh am I?” You said giggling. You love how Cedric is not afraid to tell you what he feels. It makes you feel all giddy inside.
“Yeah you’re my kind of woman.”
And I'm down on my hands and knees
Beggin' you please, baby
Show me your world
“But Cedric you already know what muggles are like!”
“But I don’t what your muggles are like!”
Cedric really wanted to meet your parents. Well in your house.
He met them but at Hogwarts. He wants to see what your room looks like, what your kitchen and living room looks like. Just the whole layout, he wants to know where and how you live.
“Are you embarrassed? Cause if you are we don’t have to darling.” He had a concerned look on his face. The last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable. “No Cedric! It’s just you know I am insecure about being a muggle.”
“You have nothing to be insecure about. Just show me your world darling.”
Oh, brother
Sweetheart
I'm feelin' so tired
Really fallin' apart
And it just don't make sense to me
Cedric was at odds. He didn’t know why you liked him so much. Do you like him for his looks? Or his personality? He just doesn’t know what is so special about him.
I really don't know
Why you stick right next to me
Wherever I go
“Why do you like me?” You were sitting in the courtyard with your friends. You quickly get up and pulled him away from everyone. “What?!” You were so flabbergasted. Where is this random burst of emotion coming from?
“I just don’t know why you stick with me.”
“You wanna know why I love you Cedric?” He nodded eagerly.
“Well do you want specifics?”
“Just internal stuff like nothing on my looks.” You just nodded and told him everything you loved about him. And when you were done he just smiled.
I love you Y/N.”
I love you more Cedric.”
“I love you most.”
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
My, oh my, what a girl
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman
And I'm down on my hands and knees
Beggin' you please, baby
Cedric loves you so much. He would do absolutely anything for you. Die for you, kill for you, even lie for you.
You’re his kind of woman.
Show me your world
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An: THATS ITTTTT hate to be tht bitch but I HATE MEN bf of 5 months cheated like ugh ik thts not a lot but cheating is so annoying like JUST BREAK UP WITH ME BRO IF YOU SAW THE TANGLED REFERENCE YOU THE BEST FR but yea thts it until i post again my lovers 🤍 *hint: Nate Jacobs x reader*
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frecklystars · 2 months
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i think im a lesbian and thats been making me cry in the middle of the night every night for the last umm i dont know. week. couple of weeks maybe. i dont want to be a lesbian bc ive been bi for so long and i dont want another sexuality crisis. but at the same time the idea of being with a man makes me feel so fucking repulsed and i dont know if thats bc ive just had multiple experiences of a male friend making inappropriate comments toward me when i used to trust him OR if its bc i am genuinely realizing i have never. never. never. never. never had strong feelings for a man the way i do with a woman. like i saw a cute customer today who was a guy but i wouldnt date him. i thought he was cute but i wouldnt do anything about it, like if he asked me out i'd feel uncomfortable. but then i saw a blonde woman walk in and i thought to myself, god she's gorgeous and if she asked me out right now i'd say yes when and where!!
i only feel "i'd kiss him i'd date him i'd hold his hand" with fictional male characters and male celebrities. not real/obtainable people. would i still feel that way if they were physically in front of me? i think i would, i think if ken were in front of me calling me sweet girl i'd never feel repulsed. i think if a guy who looked and acted exactly like ryan gosling was in front of me asking me out i'd consider it maybe? but i know i feel genuine love for my F/Os. my feelings for them are 100% real and pure. i hear that could possibly be an aromantic thing, to be genuinely attracted to your F/Os but not real people. but i feel genuinely attracted to real women!! sometimes!! half the time!!! not ALL the time and i don't know if i'd be willing to be in a relationship bc i'm so detached to the idea of a relationship but like... the attraction is absolutely there to some degree and it seems to be that way strongly for women
and then i thought, ok well, bisexual means being attracted to two or more genders, right? and i'm attracted to (probably) anyone who isn't a man, though my strongest feelings are for women. but then someone else told me that the lesbian label would still include people who aren't strictly women, so?? like?? i'm just confused i was hoping lesbian meant "just women" so then i can tell myself "oh i cant be a lesbian then because i've felt attraction to nonbinary/genderfluid ppl as well who don't identify as women at all" but if the lesbian label includes that, then uh, maybe i'm? a lesbian?
but god i have felt so uncomfortable around a man who's been making me feel unsafe lately, and it's just making me wake up and realize i've never been genuinely wholeheartedly attracted to men, period. not once. i've had small fleeting little crushes but if that crush asked me out i'd say No Get The Fuck Away From Me. there was actually an instance where i had a small "crush"(?) on a male coworker when i was 18 years old for a few weeks, but then he asked me out, and i felt so disgusted and uncomfortable that i went to my car and cried. and then i had a crush on a nonbinary person years later and that felt. so. fucking good. that felt so whole and so real to me. and then i had a crush on a woman years after that and i would lie awake at night with the most pure beautiful feeling in my chest. and when they asked me out i didn't feel grossed out at all, i felt wonderful, i felt amazing, i was shaking because i was so happy
but i have never ever ever once felt that way with a man. and it makes me sad bc i spent so long calling myself bisexual but i dont think that fits me anymore and i dont think some of my family members would really love me anymore if i came out as a lesbian and i just. dont want to think about it too hard but its all i can think about. i dont want to label myself right now but i dont feel good if i dont have a label. like, i can stick with bisexual just for the sake of a label making me feel comfortable but i dont feel bisexual if that HAS to include men. does bisexual HAVE to include men, if youre a cis woman identifying as bi??? can me being bisexual be attraction ANYONE EXCEPT a man??? with just a very very very very strong preference for women????
i just wish my F/Os were real, i would just be with them and forget labels entirely and just get tf outta here. i know if my male fictional others were to come to life, it wouldnt repulse me. i've asked other lesbians "if YOUR male F/O was real and in front of you with a bouquet of flowers asking you out, would you date him" they have all said "no not at all, bc he isn't a woman. i am only attracted to him fictionally but if he were real i'd feel nothing". so like. i dunno. because if ken or plankton were real i'd feel everything.
im so sick of being here im so sick of men making inappropriate comments about my body when theyre supposed to be ppl that i trust and im so sick of wanting a girlfriend but not wanting a relationship, yearning for women but not wanting anything to do with actually dating somebody. exhausting. all of this is exhausting. am i aro am i a lesbian can i be bisexual i dont feel bisexual anymore i'm dragging that label's dead weight on my shoulders and i want to replace it i WANT a label but i dont know what my label is and im tired. i dont think my family members would accept me being a lesbian and that hurts. i tried telling my dad yesterday and he was like "no you don't know what you are, you don't have enough experience to know if you like men or not. i think you'll marry a man one day" no the idea of marriage repulses me too actually. im indifferent to sex, i dont want to get married, i dont want a relationship. but god i want a woman in my life who i can kiss and come home to and hold and ask her about her day and slow dance with in the living room. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. can barbie be real i just want to date barbie. she's human isn't she. c'mon barbie where are you girl you gotta come and rollerblade to my place so we can forget everything and be aromantic lesbians together
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futuregws · 7 months
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Here's my unwanted final opinion on the bear:
Whoever wrote the script or honestly the people that made the show in general actually, they deserve all the fucking awards, it's so well written and what I love the most is the character development in every single character even the smaller ones, it was beautiful, it was refreshing the way they wrote women on this show even though I'm a little confused over Claire and why they thought it was a good idea to include her, I know what people think she was "used" for, but idk if that's actually what they were going for, but anyway other than that all the other women?? Perfect, Natalie and Sydney and the little bond they developed, fucking adorable. This last episode was really good but I was expecting it to end a little less sad and maybe this is just me being way to hopeful (probably) the shit Carmy said to Claire without knowing he was saying it to her at the time was so mean, and that to me just makes it veryyyy clear that he still needs a shit ton of therapy, bc he could totally have dated Claire and still done a brilliant job at the restaurant, I don't love Claire and I've said it before she needed to chill with some stuff but my heart broke a little for her having to hear that, but what REALLY destroyed my heart was that nasty fight between Richie and Carmy they were both so mean to each other but Carmy just reached a level that I don't think we have ever seen his character at before, anyway I started the show not really liking Richie but by the end of season 2 I gotta say I do like him he can really be a sweetheart and he showed that in the last two episodes, and I'm very proud of him not gonna lie, and Tina?? Ugh that woman where she was and where she is now, the character development/growth wow. About the scene of Carmy and his panic attack and people basically ignoring the fact that he was a having a panic attack for shipping purposes (bc that's what it felt like to me) bc you know "he started thinking about Syd and he calmed down" blah blah blah, I saw a gif set of this with someone saying that and I was like, oh interesting, but knowing how shippers in general are I was like, okay but is that the full context?? And no it really wasn't, what they showed was very surface level and people saw the images and were like omg they are in love but completely chose to forget the images before and the context of what day it was, like yeah he calmed down remembering her bc just like Jeremy has said he knows that Syd is there for him, he started this with her and now he's opening it, they both share the same passion and knowledge and they know they can rely on each other so yeah obviously he calmed down I have severe anxiety and I can't tell you the amount of times that at school I would think about people around me that made me feel even a little bit comfortable just so I could calm down and get something done and why was I thinking about those people it's not bc I was in love hell no, it's bc I knew I could trust them in a way and could count on them, if I needed anything they are there I'm not doing it alone, and thats the whole ass point that is being missed and I think is so upsetting honestly. Finishing this show and now having the scene of Carmy stuck in the walk in freezer and basically every way he acted with his feelings towards Claire (which in my opinion weren't that strong but okay) tells me that Carmy does not need a romantic partner that man needs a new therapist and that's what makes sense for his character. Let me try to make this last part short bc it's already huge, Marcus needs to learn how to deal with rejection goddamn why did he have to yell at Syd, anyway I have my own thoughts on Syd's "romantic" life but this is already too long so I'm gonna end it here lol
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cupidscrule · 5 months
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GEGGEGE NEW FANFIC!! Leon kidnapps you !!1!1
Tw noncon + drugs + past trauma
Poorly written short smut lol
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"Honestly Leon you really are impressive, lucky guy" Chris had always said, lucky? Really, is that the fucking word to describe someone with a crippling alcohol addiction and depression. Yeah, lucky. Leon Scott fucking Kennedy, the lucky guy. Got stuck in raccoon city, lost all his friends, chasing after a girl who won't EVER come back. Ain't he just the DEFINITION of lucky, hell he got forced to work for the government ain't that just lucky. No love life, never being able to sleep without thinking someones gonna kill him, yeah, lucky. It didn't matter anymore, he knew Chris wouldn't get it, hell no one understood. Claire, Jill, even little rebbeca they all just sucked it up, they saw horrible things, went through so much but they just pushed through. Not Leon though, not little old Leon, he couldn't suck it up, he couldn't just look the other way.
Lucky man Leon, Leon s fucking Kennedy luckiest man alive, had no one, other then the men twice his size at boot camp, and well just say that wasn't pleasant when you're soft and pretty. He was alone, until today. It was a late night, he was just walking through the dim lit streets looking up and down the alleys, he had nothing to do in Washington. What go to the white house and  suck up grahm? Fuck no, so he just walked, he walked everywhere, seemed to calm him in some weird way. He was lost in his throughts just feet moving without him asking them too, just dragging along side. Until he stopped, and noticed you , a nice looking girl, standing by a building talking to someone on the phone. "Dad- no I don't need anything else- hey com'on pa don't buy me anything else. I'm serious I'm fine- ah okay- Bye I love you too!" She was speaking, geez what woman would think it's smart to just stand out In the middle of fuck no where late at night. Leon was just gonna walk past you but something just snapped, you were beautiful - like he means BREATH TAKING, beautiful long hair, thin waist, pouty lips, hell you were wearing a cute ass fluffy white coat and white matching boots, who wouldn't fall for you? Leon just stopped walking, just started at you as he thought, thought what to do with you , 'Just walk away' 'no she's too pretty to let go' 'fuck' 'i need her.'
His mind landed on the last one, y'know no hard feelings but he couldn't just let his sleeping beauty slip past him like her , fuck no. But he didn't really know what to do "Hey I've been watching you wanna go back to my place and fuck?" Of course not, that's the creepiest thing to say- well not that Leon wasn't creepy but yknow he didn't want you to freak out and be all confused. Actually no that's a lie, he didn't fucking care how you feel, he just wanted to take your stupid little body back home, y'know for safe keeping. Fuck it, I'm just gonna grab you, only problem. I don't fucking have ANYTHING, what just knock her out? Don't wanna kill her, thad be no fun now would it. Fuck think fast Leon before she starts walking away, you seemed pretty small, and if he had gone up against tyrants you'd be no problem. THAT'S IT, just choke her out, good job Kennedy. Finally thinking of something, just walk up to her, put his hand over your mouth and choke you out, rough, but hey it's fine.  Not that really matters what happens to you not like he cares.
And thats how you ended up duck taped and tied together in a basement, a dim light just like on the street. Your clothes removed, pretty little mouth also taped shut. PANIC all you felt was panic. Frantically squirming around like a scared cat, a muffled scream for help, which wasn't a good idea. Because that's when he realized you were awake, huh didn't last very long. Honestly thought you'd be out faster, Leon had thought, already relaxed as if he didn't just kidnap a college girl, lucky girl you are. He unlocked the basement door, walking down. He was wearing a nice black shirt and baggy jeans, y'know at least you weren't kidnapped by an ugly guy, but that's besides the point. He came walking down the concrete steps, it was an unfinished basement so it was pretty ugly, no bugs thankfully just dark and dull. A small tv was in the corner, some boxes just collecting dust, a little bathroom, to be honest it was pretty good it could be like a little home. Or at least bedroom. Back to the point, you looked up with tears in your eyes, confused, scared, why you? Why did it have to be you? What did you do? Well nothing, in all reality you just got unlucky that's funny, you're whole life was luck, now your confined in rope and tape wearing nothing but panties in some guys basement. Leon rips the tape off your little mouth, tossing it to the side. Tears still staining your roesy cheeks you muffle out a pathetic sentence "w-what are you doing" stuttering and blabbering. Jeez nothings even happened yet, acted like a fucking moran, already crying? How are you a grown adult, can't even handle dick from someone?
It didn't matter, really nothing did in this moment, Leon didn't respond just stared at you, as if he was judging you for being a baby. Before knocking you out again, it was his first time kidnapping someone so he wasn't gonna just be good at it- but hey he tried. Grabbed some sleeping aids from the bathroom cabinet Doxepin or something weird, wasn't the type to look at the label just prayed it would fucken work and not kill you, the hell he's gonna do with a lifeless corpse, listen he's weird but not THAT weird. Eh enough with the small details, leon was getting inpatient. He untied your sleeping body, flipping you over onto your stomach, face down ass up. Leon's personal favorite position, simple, easy, effective. pushed your white panties to the side, he didn't bother with taking them off too fucking lazy, but back to the point, no need for him to just stare and think about how fucking lazy he is with this shit. He unzipps his pants, damn it's been a while since Leon's been in control, pulling someones hair, him being the dominant one. Choosing your fate, he slams into your dripping cunt, fuck you were nice, fat ass nice tits, grabbing your hips and thrusting in. Maybe life was worth livin now, he nipped at your neck, slamming in an out. He liked it rough, and it's not your unconscious body could care, fuck you didn't even know you were getting a sweet piece of that Kennedy dick, you were drugged out of your mind, limp body hitting into his, no reaction to him roughing you up. Kinda cute, helpless, well more unknowing but who cares about specifics?
Moving on he was still pounding into your dripping your hole, fuck you were hot, he was on the edge of cumming, damn you were tight. Such a nice fucken pussy, with one more thrust his seed leaked into your tight little hole, pulling out the sticky white substance leaking down your pretty little thighs, fucken miracle by god you didn't wake up. By all means that wouldn't have made Leon stop, hell he would've loved it even more. Jesus Christ though afraid he killed you, whatever just means he doesn't have to try and keep you hidden, not like anyone would suspect Mr Kennedy of anyone? Leon Kennedy the man who saved the presidents daugther? Kennedy the one who takes it up the ass like a good boy? Leon with the pretty little fuck face? Of course not, no, no Leon's the one who takes it like a goodboy he's not going around raping the girls in Washington.
But that's enough about Leon, to be honest he really didn't wanna kill you, but hey it doesn't matter. Well- it does but he doesn't care at the moment, just had a good fuck so he didn't have a care in the world, he put a shirt over you just incase you were y'know still alive and zipped up his pants getting the fuck out of there. A few hours went by, Leon didn't sleep, he can't sleep. He went down to check on you though, just to make sure you didn't actually croak, he was back in the right headspace, what the fuck was he gonna do with a dead body? Plus your pussy was too good to just die like that yeesh. He unlocked the basement door and walked down the steps again, however you weren't on the mattress on the floor?
No-no, you had woken up a few minutes before, hiding behind one of the concrete walls holding a piece of broken glass from the bathroom mirror, Jesus how the fuck did you pull that off so easily. Honestly you didn't have that much faith in yourself, your hands were a little bloody, y'know didn't really think it through- but hey all that matters is you have a shirt that barely covered your cunt, tear stained face and a dinky piece of glass that probobly couldn't do anything but hell you're trying.
"The fuck -?" Leon says looking around, before being cutoff by you running at him with your stupid little glass knife, much to your surprise that does shit all and suddenly you're pressed against the wall, hands above your head with a man's leg between your thighs. Jeez you didn't think it would work that bad, y'know your plan wasn't that shitty. Wait for him to get close enough and start swinging, a flawless plan I do say, if we ignore the unpredictable factors but hey who fucken cares about that?
Oh yeah but back to fact at hand you're pinned against a wall by a man twice your size practically nude crying with blood running down your hand, hell aren't you the lucky girl now? Lost your family, friends, probably gonna die in the cold, alone or be killed. Lucky lucky girl, got that Kennedy dick and Kennedy treatment, every girl's dream isn't it? "Woah short stuff the fuck were you trying to do?" He says releasing your hands and backing away from you, his arms crossed giving you a look of disapproval, catching your breath, you don't even say anything just pant and stare.
Well until a pathetic "why" leaves your smudged lips. Pulling the shirt down trying to cover your leaking pussy.
"I'm such a lucky fucking guy."
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3, 16 and 20 for loving fandom asks! 😊
3. a character that fandom has helped u appreciate
wen kexing from the novels!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also zzs from the novels and zzs from the show and wkx from the show but this isnt!!! about them!!!
16. a tiny detail in canon that u want more people to appreciate
we talked about this before but i really like how rise of phoenixes handles the crossdressing trope. quippe quest mentions this in their videos at some point i think; feng zhiwei is allowed to actually look like a man when she dresses up as a man, and the additional layer her crossdressing shenanigans add to the exploration of her arc that ends in her being completely stripped from all she has at the beginning (agency, autonomy, freedom, value) is all the more gutpunching. i look at her being all unrestrained (as a person) when she dresses up, moving around freely and doing what she wants (as per her nature), and then i look at who she is forced to become once the emperor finds out about it and it gets public. its honestly horrible, like a horror movie (feng zhiwei fmv horror edit?). so the maturity and nuance with which they approach and utilize it is smth i wish would be talked about more, if only because its so dear to me personally and i think everyone should talk about it all the time
,,,, ,,, actually this probably doesnt really count as a tiny detail //w// , ,, i thought of it because theyre so casual with it in canon!!! though feng zhiwei‘s ~real gender~TM is a plot point, the show doesnt really make a fuss around the crossdressing in itself (compared to how other stories usually handle it). so i thought of it as tiny and a detail even though its not really tiny, and its more the attention to detail that i would like for everyone to appreciate forever.
HERE IS AN ALTERNATIVE ANSWER: zhiwei‘s long ass hair that she takes down at the end of the forst day at the academy when sits in the window just before going to bed . everyone is talking about ning yi‘s hair but!!!! what about hers!!!!! its literally right there!!!! its such a beautiful scene, she looks so good. and i think its the only time she ever takes down her hair where we see it right? right? it doesnt happen at all at any other point :) surely :). so beautiful when u can take down your hair of your own volution in a world where taking your hair down signifies vulnerability and can unmask you as a woman! :) :):):) great scene where zhiwei is in full control of her fate and pursues her happiness and taking her hair down in the privacy of her room, with only gu nanyi to see, is such a big show of trust (in him) and faith (in her future) :) im fine why do u ask
20. your very first fandom
oh this is a mean pick!!!!!! me having like a hole in my head etc!!!!! but one of my earliest beloveds media that i could count as me entering a fandom of any kind is the donald duck franchise. dont really have a better name for it. i could call it the Mickey Mouse Franchise but that would be A Lie. mickey mouse has nothing to do with it at all! i had fan magazines and would dress up as phantomias and would spent time reading comics with my friends and brother and i would annoy literal strangers into lending me their comics if i so much as sniffed out that they had a collection at home. i also drew and wrote fanart and fanfic, though i never finished anything, my aspirations were too high for my fragile constitution also known as patience and stamina TvT. smth thats STILL a problem tbh. i cant write short stuff yet keeping it up for so long is Hard. anywhomst. i remember looking at the pictures before i learned to read and making up the story in my head so this being my first fandom might not be that far off!!!!!!
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jackmanifold-daily · 1 year
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In defence of jackmanifold-daily
better call kettle
Earlier today a despicable, scathing callout was posted by our own mod luigra… it was a painful betrayal for all of us, but thankfully, I can categorically disprove each and every allegation and mistruth contained within this evil post. Smash that like button and lets jump right in
MOD STRAD
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Okay I cant lie Strad definitely did that, more than once too. But there’s something that was… conveniently omitted. He got Food Poisoning from the foul dogs. 
Strad is the VICTIM here, and painting him as being the problem is just one example of the egregious twisting of the truth all throughout this callout. 
MOD SNALZ
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Maybe I can’t prove that Jackity is a pure and unproblematic ship… but I can prove that the call comes from inside the house…blog, and the crew goes down with the ship…house *epic guitar riff*
In the image provided on the original callout post you can see the usage of the word “y’alls” … which doesnt seem too strange, until you remember that I am BRITISH and would never use the word “y’all” 
No, this tag was typed by someone else… mod luigra itself. My source? Trust me. 
MOD KEY(S)
Frankly, keys has literally never done anything wrong. Keys is a chronic haver of certified 🔑 moments, and is once again being victim blamed here, kinda weirdchamp, kinda gloopydoinky. Everybody wishes they were keys, unburdened by suffering and full of swag, this was clearly a callout spawned from jealousy.
MOD PEP
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This is an OLD message, from long before pep had met our beloved keys, who changed their beliefs wholeheartedly. Pep does now ship jack manifold. The lgtbq community has forgiven pep cosmosisfold. People can change, man, thats so beautiful.
MOD TEA
Was that night not dark for us all? During the long, cold jack manifold lore drought? Did it not hurt most of all for poor tea???? Democratically elected owner of c!jack, who made this prediction, only a light joke, to be struck down unwillingly by the gift of prophecy…. also xe is sleeping and cant defend themselves??? You wouldnt call out a sleepyguy. So immoral. 
MOD CASEY
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sigh… this is the worst accusation of them all. First of all, martyn is neurodivergent AND a minor. Which speaks for itself. Secondly, As circled in the image above you can see a difference in white colour, the wrong font for discord, the covered up original text. sloppy work tbh
Here you can even see the harshly named channel: martyn-hates-gay-people-and-women created by joy… who first sent this same supposed image… curious. Seems… sus.
MOD LUIGRA
Didn’t think I would made a defence for every mod here and leave the perpetrator out, did you?
No, listen well, good people of tumblr. Despite my clear evidence that the original callout post by the traitorous mod luigra is like, cringe or whatever, luigra is in fact… innocent too (gasp)
Joy is… literally a woman? The only woman on the server, which shows that we really need to do better, im sorry women. God forbid women do Anything. Also she goes through the horrors and maybe even the terrors every day, so, completely innocent. 
Let out that breath of relief, dear follower, you can continue enjoying the jackmanifold-daily blog free of fear, happy april fools <3 thanks for all the support, these guys are my best friends and im glad i got to meet them through this silly blog <33
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Bestie!!! I just thought about something. Can I please request a Valek scenario where we don't feel so good and it turns out that we are pregnant and have a beautiful baby girl with him🥺 I'd love to read something about Valek as a father. You don't have to answer it today, take your time Bestie 🖤 🖤 🖤 Love you
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Omg yes! I love your creativity with this one bestie 🥰 of course I will write this for you 💚
"What is wrong my love?" "I dont know Valek, I'm just feeling a little queasy. It's only in the mornings but it's still not nice" "Oh my sweet, can I do anything to help you?" "I'm not sure Valek, but thank you for offering. I'm going to visit a doctor tomorrow and see if they can tell me what it is" "Alright my love, let's get you some sleep, it should help you feel better. Come, lie with me" You snuggle up with him in bed and get a couple of hours sleep before the sun rises, and Valek has to stay in the bedroom in darkness for his own sleep.
The morning comes and your feeling sick again, resulting in throwing up twice in the bathroom. But once the nausea goes away, you brush your teeth and head out to the doctors. As your in the appointment, you and the doctor discuss the possible reasons behind your sickness, including pregnancy. "Pregnancy? Oh I dont think so...I couldn't be could I?" The doctor asks you weather they can give you a ultrasound scan which you agree too, and she moves the little device over your stomach with the cold gell. You watch her face expectantly and thats when you see her smile. Miss L/N how long have you been feeling like this?" "Oh gosh, ages now. Why?"
"Well it appears we have found out the reason behind your sickness" She turns a monitor around to show you a little wriggling blob on the black and white screen. "Congratulations, your 14 weeks pregnant" "14 weeks pregnant? How? I dont even have a bump yet?" "Not every woman has a bump in their pregnancy, but as the baby gets bigger so will your belly. Your pregnant miss L/N" "Wow, I'm having a baby" "Just to let you know, your at a stage where you can find out the gender too. Would you like to know?" You think for a moment, this is a lot of information thrown at you, you were not expecting to walk out of this appoint with a baby.
"Yes, I would like to know please" Later on that day when you got back home, all the other vampires were walking up from the daylight sleep as you entered the dark mansion. You were making you way up stairs to yours and Valeks bedroom when you walked in to see him getting dressed after drying off from his shower. "Ah there you are my beautiful darling" he says before giving you a kiss. "Did you sleep well Valek?" "I did my sweet. How are you feeling? Did the doctor help you?" You give him a happy smile before moving your hand into your back pocket. "She did, and I know what is causing my sickness" Then you hand Valek the piece of paper with a picture of the sonogram on, showing the baby"
"I'm pregnant Valek, I'm pregnant with your baby" You have never seen Valek smile as happily as he is now. "Oh Y/N....your carrying my baby....I cant belive it, I love you so much" He kisses you so sweetly before resting his hand against your belly. "I'm going to be a father, your going to be a mother. This is incredible!" "I'm so pleased that your happy Valek, were going to be a family. You, me and our daughter-" "Daughter?....its a girl?" "Yes Valek, it's a girl" A small tear runs down his face, and you pull him in for a hug. "I love you my darling" "I love you too Valek"
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hellcatinnc · 5 months
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Star Crossed Myth Dep. Of Punishment Game Review
Includes Spoilers for Partheno, Ichthys, Scorpio, & Zyglavis
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So I will update this later with Dui & Krioff because I never got around to them and they are the least interesting to me so might be awhile I will update when I do but for now these are my favorite gods in order for the punishment side.
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Partheno
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This man I swear I had so many emotions with him I smiled, laughed, was in awe, and even think I fell in love with him a bit but I also cried. He has such a sad lonely story its not hard to see why darkness consumes him. I'm a virgo and at the end of his story I'm proud to have him be a god of my sign. He became my favorite pretty fast and I didn't see that coming at all. He has so many emotions and I loved falling in love with him in the story as much as my girl did. That being said I look forward to all his chapters because I think I could easily get lost in him. His flirting and his personality is contagious and even though you find its from his darker self I don't think thats fully true cause in the end you see he will do anything for you and the way he admits he is in love he is so romantic.
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I didn't think he would become my favorite but I'm actually glad he is. He is the god of love and beauty and it fits him in the end. Although he doesn't fully stand for everything the virgo sign is when you find out how he gets labeled as virgo you see why however the roll was perfect for him. I loved how he was willing to do anything to be with the love of his the only woman who has ever loved him. I honestly believe in the end after all the darkness and bloodshed he would walk through hell again if not give his life to you save you in the end because you are his love. I love how he even tells you in the end please take ownership of his heart more the less because he will never love another if men were more like this I swear it would be a better world.
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Ichthys
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This man has so much heart and although I reviewed him by himself I honestly couldn't see leaving his explanation of his character to one post like this. Feel free to read the rest of my review on him. That being said he had me smiling most of the story and I truly felt his pain and his passion. When he loves you he truly can love you with everything his heart can handle and more. His story had me in tears and the love this man has for you by the end of this he is willing to give up everything for you, everything to save your life. You can find his full review HERE.
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Scorpio
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I honestly thought what a asshole from the start and I honestly thought he was a tsundere don't get me wrong he is a tsundere but you learn why. He is cold because he knows what being human is like and he had such a hard life as human he couldn't imagine one human being good. However after you annoy him and he says bitter things all the time when push comes to shove he was willing to burn the world down to protect you. This mans passion is intense and although his story didn't have me in tears it did however I did love watching him changer and become a better man. In the end his words about wanting you to love him more so that he can show that love back to you that was the sweetest thing. Not gonna lie his one picture he was smoking hot in and as a god as well. I can say I think not only is this man a tsundere but pretty damn dominant in the bedroom too.
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Zyglavis
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I wanted to play this guys route because damn he is just so pretty however I got bored really quick. He really isn't even a tsundere in my book he is like a squeaky clean gotta do shit by the books sometimes comes off cold so maybe swings more towards kuuderes. Now with kuuderes I can take or leave some are adorable others like Zyglavis aka Zig not so much. Even when he realizes he is in love with you the first thing out of his mouth is you cry alot for anything from now on I want you to cry just for me no other... LIKE WHAT?? Where does that sound like something romantic to tell a woman? Even when he admits he is in love it was cute but that was it. He was teased by the other gods and instead of being cute about it or yeah I love her kinda thing he decided to scold them. I don't know even when he gives like this smirk he has its a bit creepy. Little to say he was not a favorite of mine at all he just needs to stand there look pretty and say nothing.
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the-fiction-witch · 2 years
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I wandered the woods as I always did on Thursdays walking through the tall trees, the long grass full of weeds, and heading down towards the river when I heard a noise that made me freeze up. Footsteps.
There were footsteps behind me, someone was following me. I took my knife from its holster waiting as I listened I could almost feel the air change as someone moved closer and closer before I flipped around holding a knife to whoever it was. But I found one at my own neck too.
"hehehe. Hi Tommy" she giggled pulling back her long cloak and it was y/n a girl I knew well, she lives out here in the forest and runs a small apothecary in town, being a forager and apothecary we have a close relationship with our businesses that and admittedly we where close outside of it too, we liked to walk in the woods and chat together ever since we were children, she stood in her tall brown boots and long purple dress her knife to my neck
"Hi y/n" I smiled dropping my own so she dropped hers too "what are you doing here?"
"Looking for lavender flowers for my new sleeping tonic," she says "I couldn't find any"
"ahh yeah... that might be my fault," I told her opening my bag and handing her a bunch of the lavender flowers I had already gathered
"Thanks, Here I found some up by the caves" she smiled getting some mushrooms from her bag,
"Thanks y/n," I smiled and as usual we walked together gathering the various things we needed before ending up as we always did, down by the river bank laid on the green grass  
"How much do you have now?"
"enough"
"Come on Tommy"
"No, I'm not telling you. who knows who's listening" I told her "I keep my savings for my own business"
"fine, boring." she smiled "did you want to head back?"
"No. not for a little while. It's Thursday you know what it's like"
"True, stupid auctions."
"You know what people are like, they always want more"
"I know. I saw Mr Langford at the last one"
"again?" I asked, "how many slaves do they need?"
"Who knows, I hate the stupid auctions it's always the little pretty things that make the most money, no one pays for the useful ones"
"what does it matter, it's not relevant to us what they all do"
"I suppose." she shrugs "don't you worry though?"
"about what?"
"Well... you're a very handsome boy Thomas"
"Am I?" I smirked
"Ohh. shut up." she says "You know what I mean" she laughs "maybe one day they'll pick you up and put you into an auction"
"why would they? I'm no use to anybody. I wouldn't be worth the trouble"
"I'm sure some pretty rich lady would like you, as a bed warmer, as a bath boy, something else like that"
"If a woman is willing to buy me she must be stupidly desperate"
"I suppose so."
"You might need to be worried"
"why?"
"You're smart. you're beautiful."
"I wouldn't be worth it. I wouldn't make anything. I'm not pretty enough"
"I think you are" I shrug
"Thats sweet Thomas. But you don't need to lie to me"
"why would I lie to you? what would be the point? you can just truth serum me anyway"
"I can" she giggled "I need to get back, got to open the shop for the afternoon rush"
"Yeah me too, come on I'll walk you back"
I finished up for the day locking up my little shop, I had been so busy with people requesting that I opened this morning, but then again it was fairly normal this time of year as people always want things before the harvest and winter to build up their storage I did my best not to look into the town square as it was a Thursday. So an auction was going on as always, They always do auctions, they would be selling young boys and girls to be sold off as slaves, whores and other workers. It seems strange but the rich people on the edge of town have towering houses and workshops constantly in need of hands to work, many parents who simply can't afford to feed their children give them up to the auctions to receive large sums of money that some more valuable people can make, some people even volunteer for the money that can be made for there families, Even if it was a known secret that the auctioneers where not only perverted and sadistic but also would find creative ways to.... fill the quota. They promised the town sixteen people to be sold each week, so as you can imagine some weeks they could be one or two people short. They had been known to go out in the woods, find people who lived out there or find people without parents and families to object and border like kidnap them for the auctions.  I tried not to think about it for a second I caught the apothecary shop across the square, locked up and the flowers outside now long dried and broken. The shop hadn't been open in over two weeks, I hadn't seen her for just as long I had even gone out to her little house and found she must have been out hunting for flowers, so I hadn't seen her at all.
I popped over to the little market stall selling some bread I handed him a coin so he nodded and I took a loaf of bread.
"And Sold!" The auctioneer spoke up making me look over as I walked towards the edge of the square to head home, "Next a very beautiful specimen" I looked up out of pure curiosity and I was shocked as they took the young girl away down the steps and they pulled through a very angry y/n, a rope around her neck, hands tied behind her back, she was screaming and trying to bite the auctioneers as they dragged her to the stage, her dress's skirts as they should be but the top of her dress ripped down and her bare breasts exposed, I mean... that was a pretty normal thing for the girls being sold to be naked or half-naked I was fairly used to seeing this in auctions but... I have to admit that even given the situation I couldn't help but look at her, I had long since dreamed about y/n and what was under her sweet little dresses. and now I saw I couldn't bear to even blink, she was clearly hurt her hair a mess, "she's a nice one, got a little fight but I'm sure the right owner could get her nice and submissive"
"FUCK YOU!" she screamed at them
"Nice beautiful hair, nice perky tits" He smirked folding her breast
"Get off me!"
"show her other assets" he smirked and the man who held the rope pulled up her dress much to her anger showing off her pussy, then turned her around still holding her dress so it exposed her bare ass the man dropped her dress and the auctioneer smirked "Beautiful" He smirked "I'm sure she'll be a perfect little plaything or a beautiful worker. and I will note she is without deflowering, shall we start the bidding"
immediately people showed interest, I didn't know what to do, if she went to one of these people I'll never see her again, and God only knows what they'll do to her. the bidding began to fizzle out and I noticed who it was who was winning, Lanos he runs the whore house on the edge of town I listened for how much they were bidding on her, and I had more than that in my savings, I couldn't let him win her. So I bid. soon enough after various bids it ended up a fight between Lanos and myself but the money I had in my savings I didn't worry about it, I wasn't going to let him win, or anyone else, I don't know what exactly I would do with y/n then again would I do anything or just let her go... then again, I would own her. and admittedly I couldn't stop looking at her but luckily he gave in
"Sold!" the Auctioneer yelled she screamed in a panic getting dragged away with the other sold people, I rushed to the auctioneer and he handed me a card with her number and how much I had to pay "pick her up tonight, you have five days to pay in full, Or she goes back to the auction" he explained and I nodded running home as fast as I could with the card in hand, I locked up my little house and got my savings out from the little hiding place I did have enough and even a little spare, I didn't live that I was going to lose so much of my savings but for y/n/ It's worth it. I had a bath and got dressed heading into town over to the large building where the auctioneers keep everything I noticed a couple of other people there for collecting people too, I handed over the card they gave me and it took him a second
"Yep, Fourteen get her out!"
I could hear arguing as they brought her through "Fine let me at him! let me at whoever it was! I'll bite his fucking dick off!" she screamed as she was brought in however she was blindfolded
"You got the cash?" He asks I nodded and handed over the money he counted it up and then nodded to the man, he brought her over taking off her blindfold and she was panicked but smiled as she saw me as it was  busy with other people here to pick up people I grabbed her hand and we rushed out the building going out into the dark empty square and heading out towards my little house
"what are you doing?" she giggled
"taking you home what does it look like"
"they'll know it wasn't you who bought me, Thomas."
"I did."
"what?"
"I did, Look," I told her showing her the card I still had "I bought you, I didn't want to think about the terrible things that would happen to you if you sold to someone else. so I bought you"
"For this much!" she yelled
"I had my savings, its no trouble"
"But it's so much"
"well, you're worth it. I told you'd, you'd sell high"
"Not this high"
"well I got into a bidding war with Lanos about you" I shrug
"I'll pay you back for this Thomas I promise," she says as we got back to my house
"you don't have to pay me back"
"But.. your savings."
"don't worry about it"
"Well I do"
"trust me, you don't have to pay me back. Its my savings my money I decide what I spend it on" I told her getting her a blanket to wrap herself up in given her still torn dress
"You're sure?"
"I'm sure"
"I was worried about you. I didn't know where you'd gone"
"they found me out in the woods, they wouldn't let me go"
"well you don't have to worry about that now"
"Guess I should head home"
"Well... I uhh I don't know if homes such a good idea"
"why not?" she giggled
"well they found you where once they could find you there again, and I might have been able to get you once I don't have the money to do it twice"
"So what exactly do you propose?" she asks
"well, you can stay here with me as long as you like, I can go over to yours in the morning and get you some of your nice dresses and things"
"That's sweet of you"
"well, I did buy you. I have to take care of you"
"Thank you Thomas. for everything. you didn't have to really, You didn't have to spend all your savings on me. But thank you so much for saving me" she smiled "I don't know how I can repay you for everything"
"You don't have to repay me-" "anything. anything at all"
"I- I can't"
"what?"
"I can't y/n." I told her "Look I really really like you, I've liked you forever. It's not fair for me to... take advantage of you like that"
"your so sweet" she smiled "Too sweet to be real" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss "I liked you too"
"You did?"
"Of course I did, I wouldn't mind staying here. for a good while"
"a good while?"
"A very good while" she smiled leaning in to kiss me but the moment our lips touched I pushed her back
"I don't want to take advantage of you. of this... situation."
"You won't" she smiled slipping the blanket away and pushing off the remains of her dress moving to sit on my lap "I love you"
"I love you too" I smiled holding her close, I pulled her to kiss me and she happily kissed back
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illseeyouinidaho · 9 days
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What do you want right now? He queried. I do know what I want, and I didn't hesitate because I didn't believe it, I hesitated because I was being challenged: my dogma. Would anyone truly like someone if they're known as a whore, a slut, a womanizer, a playboy? He says he wouldn't. You're not special if attracted by them, you're untrustworthy, probably. He said that, he's never told anyone this, he says, but that he's seen a few people but never told a soul. He would never cultivate that image of himself: the careless, the 'he-gets-around'. I tried this, but I end up having to explain myself when I disappear for a night, for the morning, wearing the same clothes, a bit disheveled, unbrushed teeth. But you're attracted to everyone, no? I felt played, a bit, by you. You're a girl who knows what she's capable of. A stoic girl, a mystery to you, to me, to a friend and to a lover, a player? A player. At least that's what I thought yesterday. It was admirable. It was deserved, surely. I felt a bit rejected: not for any real reason but just a certain contradiction in sentiment. If you hold my hand in the library, and I play with you hair, and I walk you home and you wear my jacket: I should feel more of a connection when I see you a day later. You have a generosity with your touch. I notice you, the way you hold people, stroke their arm as they fall asleep: could you do it forever? It feels you could, and I think thats probably the most beautiful thing. I like you because It feels like you might understand me. I said to him that you have a yearning, I forgot what he said. I told him that touch means everything to me. That if I like you, as a friend or lover, both, I want to touch you, feels the warmth, feel skin or hold muscle, tendon, bone, cartilage. It feels like you might know me because you're a player of sorts, too, you probably get what you want, too. You know me because you know what people say about me. I told him that. Do I stay home or do I stay quiet? Both are impossible if you're lonely: but I'm not, so I could try. I could make you feel special, that you're the only one, but unless that's true, it's not. But if it's true, then you'll know, and I'll know, and probably the world will too.
I'm ready to feel everything, but I'll never lie to myself, try to make something happen when my intuition tells me otherwise. Then am I ready? Am I playing it safe? And in doing so risking that people feel that I'm just horny, or unserious about love, or anything like that.
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smolcuriouskitten · 2 months
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Out with the old, in with the new
California never failed to amaze her with new experiences. Being so close to America's hot spot for start up wannabes and potential somebodies, she met some interesting people. Some were nice, some were unpleasant but anything is better if you pretend to not understand them. To get out of many weird experiences, she would pretend to only speak Korean. It helped that not many spoke it, outside of one woman who shes now friends with, so she could get away with alot.
Driving to her local comic book store, she always played the same game. Nerds who havent felt the touch of a woman besides their mothers gazing over at her like sad puppies, the store clerk asking her if she needed any help, mimicking a Korean accent to say she didnt understand, all so she could shop in peace. No one paid attention to the fact of the comics within the store all being written in English, with the exception of some French and Korean graphic novels that shes read 100 times before.
Everything went off without a hitch....until one nerd approached her. She stood at a comfortable 5'2 and the man was 5'7. Not just that, he looked like he had a pasta bowl put on his head and had his hair cut around that. His approach immediately made her uncomfortable, making a comment of how 'lovely it would feel to have her caramel wrapped around him' with a gesture that made her stomach turn.
She began her routine of pretending to not understand English and hoping she could keep the contents of her stomach down, responding to everything he was saying in Korean. Mostly no's and some forms of hell no's but he wasnt budging. Great, now he was calling her exotic. Now another one approached, tall, lanky with a graphic tee and coordinating sleeves to match. At this point, she was ready to pay for her stuff and never come back here.
"I have been observing this conversation and it has occured to me that you do understand him. In one way or another, you respond to what hes telling you. How odd, when he made a comment of your beauty, you responded with 제발 저리 가, 이 소름 끼치는 괴물아. And you lie with such ease! No increased heart rate or even a twitch...!" And as he rambled, her heart dropped to her ass. How she wished the Earth would create a hole right where shes standing and swallow her.
Now the creep wouldnt leave her alone, GREAT. "Well since you understand me, whats say you and I leave this store and we can create our own chocolate factory." The creep said and she quickly looks up at the taller man. "Look I only do it to keep men like him away from me. I hate to lie but he wont leave me alone." Rockelle flatly responds and the lanky man tilts his head then made a soft 'hm' noise.
"He doesnt know how to talk to women. His success rate is less than desirable given his crappy pick up lines in a failed attempt to woo you. Howard, shes not interested in you and your 'chocolate factory', in fact you used it in the wrong context as well. You arent a candy master, nor do you have whimsical features. If you did, you would continue to contexualize Willy Wonka with some stupid sex euphemism." Oh so his name was Howard? Ick, his name fits his nature.
As the shorter man walked away, she opened her mouth to thank her 'hero' and before she could get a word out, he lets out a sigh. "Glad thats over. Now move over, you are standing in front of a limited edition Green Lantern comic I wanted. You both were in the way and I had to made someone leave. Who attempts coitus in front of limited editions?" He directs, which she promptly moves out of the way, raising a brow.
"Um..." And she made the executive decison to never come back to that comic book store.
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raziel8 · 5 months
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@Mariana : There's love out there.
@Me : Wouldn't know.
@Mariana : Thats a lie, You would know more than anyone, its out there
Me :(Sighs with a smirk) yeah; It is out there. Just not for me. In my fantasies the most beautiful woman in the world loves me as much as I love her. But that's was just a dream.
@mariana: (eye rolls) Calm down R.E.M
Me: (Sighs with a big smile) Its a good song tho.
@Mariana : What would you do if all these fantasies come flailing around?
Me: It would probably bring me to my knees.
@Mariana: Dude... now you said to much. But seriously what would you do if for some reason she does end up loving you?
Me: What could I do? Its BILLIE FUCKING EILISH I'd be at her mercy by those hypnotic eyes of hers.
@Mariana: Better wear them sunglasses.
Me:Good idea
@Mariana: Hey
Me: Yeah?
@Mariana : I've been wanting to ask you something
Me: Ask away
@Mariana : If you really love her the way you say you do. Why dont you think about her as much.
Me: Well... I actually do. A wise man once told me: "Hey! You've got to hide your love away."
@Mariana : Really Dude? You're hopeless
Me: WHAT....?😏
@Mariana : (eye rolls) Nvm lets go im getting hungry
Me: (pfft)🤭 You can eat this big ass dick
@Mariana : DONT FUCKING START WITH THAT SHIT!!!
Me: Don't yell at me I have asthma 🥺👉👈
@Mariana : no you fucking don't.
Me: 😮‍💨 (Sighs)
No, no i don't.
@Mariana : every time i ask you a question. It leads up to another set of unanswered questions. Without having the answer to the first question.
Me: Think about it, "Why dont you think about her as much? "I actually do.' "You have to hide your love away." I hide my love for her. The world will try to take that from me too.
@Mariana : So they weren't successful?
Me: Hmm..🤔Now that that I think about it. Were they successful?
@Mariana : Well idk? Look at your fantasies, you know the answer. What does it look like.
Me: I see us laughing a lot, on the road to new places. Writing and sharing songs and poems with her.
@Mariana : you know her brother writes...
Me. Yeah. He's a musical genius on his own right.
@Mariana : you think so?
Me: know so
@Mariana : (eyerolls) how do you know?
Me: My amazing powers of observation.
You're about to roll your eyes at me
@Mariana : (rolls eyes) stops halfway through
Me: 🤭
@Mariana : asshole, I hate it when you do that.
Me: you know you love it.😇
@Mariana : 😤
Me: (hugs her)
@Mariana : 😑
Me : Back to our convo, if you listen to Billie's songs. It not just one style, Finnias mixes his style with different genres of music.
@Mariana : examples would be nice
Me: Of course, the song Billie Bossa Nova, Finnias sounds like he mixed his style with this 50's/60's contemporary Jazz. Contrast that song with "Your Power" which has this sweet smooth mixture of acoustic style thats sounds amazing. I can already hear 1000's of virtuoso guitar enthusiasts say I can play better than that... Well, I heard someone say this, and I take this as a wise quote now. and it could be fit for anything and everything. "The beauty lays on its simplicity."
@Mariana: damn, who did you quote?
Me: im bad with names. But he has a show called "Meat Eater" ironically hes a he's a hunter.
@Mariana : 😑
Me. Thats why I said ironically. And this one of many things where you can see different sides of me. And its confusing when you know me for this and others know me for that. I been and lived in so many different views of life. And there is no wrong way of seeing life. We all see it differently. And that ok its what keeps life's experiences more unique. Im lucky to be able to see everyones point of view. We all have this gift of life. We all have the right to exist. We do what we do.
@Mariana : why are you like this?
Me: got carried away again didn't I?
@Mariana : most will say yeah. But no, this world doesn't deserve you.
Me: stop you bring tears to my eyes.
@Mariana : listening to you brings tears to mine.
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ithisatanytime · 9 months
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 sex with women who arent your wife is fucking BORING beyond maybe the first time it just is, with my wife my first partner, we learned together and we both shaped our sexuality around the others wants and needs, and because the feelings were so intense this was natural and pleasurable as a process, every subsequent lover was and is someone elses wife im just borrowing and the sex is trash, they are unwilling to experiment, before you hook up its all “i would do this and that and dis” and then in person after the first handful of times you are just pumping away bored on someone lying there pretty bored, i mean to be honest they dont seem all that bored but i am, i dont need fucking a sex swing or whatever but its just mundane, im going where half a dozen men halve gone before and shes so damaged from all this strange dick that intimacy is practically non existent, i havent had sex since like 2018 because theres nothing another mans wife can do for me that my hand cant do better, theres no intimacy with other mens wives, ive fucked over a dozen women turned down HUNDREDS and havent got my damn back rubbed in 13 fucking years. havent cuddled more than a handful of times, and its not those physical acts that im craving its just the intimacy, what do you expect nigga thats not your fucking wife.
 if you dont think about anything i said today think about this, there are basically just as many men as there are women, its fifty fifty with babies almost exactly. isnt that a wild fucking coincidence? that means there is one man for every woman, how many men or women have you fucked? if they answer isnt ONE than you have been fucking with other peoples spouses. every girl you fuck was meant to be someones wife, and maybe that makes you feel like a chad but guess what your future wife is doing now dickhead? thats right shes fucking some dude. its clear things were meant to be a certain way just from that fact alone the roughly equal numbers of men and women, but if you know history at all if you learn any history your stomach should turn, your heart should sink, and your antisemitism should increase knowing just what the fuck these demons did to all of us. you are a cuckold my friend, as a mathematical fact we are all cuckolds.sam hyde types who actually swallowed the red pill are coping, they do it because they are naturallly ugly and want to capture the feeling of a chad, a feeling that exists only in their own mind, they want to recapture being a highschool cool guy so they lie to themselves that fucking other mens wives its satisfying, it isnt at all. sex doesnt add anything to you, this is what i meant when i said people view sex like life is an RPG and they are earning some tangible benefit beyond the sensations they feel in the moment, like their cock is earning EXP lmao. it isnt, and the instant you nut, it becomes memory and memory is just as satisfying as FANTASY, you will get as much satisfaction imagining that you fuck beautiful women as you will remembering the women youve fucked and arent currently fucking, its smoke, marriage is satisfying theres no plan b, theres no hidden path to a satisfying life.
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mimimelu · 1 year
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Like hundreds of people after a heartbreaking relationship five years ago, I stopped looking for anything only God. I had dreams. The biggest dream was to see new places. I never knew what to do and where to start. I searched many places however, there was still some void. That's what I found wierd cause when I finally reached the new place I felt home. What was the reason?
Was it my experience travelling here or my independence. I never knew. However , when I did understand the answer was right in front of my eyes. I just couldn't recognize it.
When i came to Lonavala in July 2019. Who knew what God had kept waiting for me. I met this boy, a companion. We didnt connect immediately. He was a complete opposite from me without any ambition or goals in his life. However, still he knew how to enjoy life.
We started off differently but the heart always said more than that. Which spoke love. I always thank God for this gift cause he was special to me. Sometimes i wonder wouldn't those nights be lonely on the terrace under a starry sky if he werent there?
If he wouldn't be there wouldn't i learn how to better myself in many ways. We had many ups and downs With a big age gap.
However after five years when i did tell him everything. The second time in my life. He already found someone in his life and he never considered me or took me in that way. Cause he was immature kiddo to think a little broadly that if theres something more to friendship theres something more ti what we started as sister and brother however, weren't in reality at all. I couldn't lie to God, myself and him.
For me was his happiness and when you love a person you let them go and let them be happy set them free. Dont force them. No matter how much you hurt everyday year, week, day, hour, minute and second. Never ever. So more than being in the place called Darjeeling the love was for this man. I love his parents. the most simplest humble people with the little green house where it didn't matter of the shortcomings but just there was a roof over my head a bed to sleep in and the best food on my plate. I had to let go and walk away cause he needs to choose a better beautiful woman as his partner whom he will build a family with. no matter what the mockery and everything. I will always even though he rejected me and my heart is powder not even pieces second time. But still the smile will always be on my face no matter how much it hurts cause i love his freedom he will find a babe who will make him her baby cause we all know what it means. let him be happy avoid him for he may not know love when you like a flower you pluck it when you love it you water it everyday 5 years I've been watering now someone else will do that. I know lord i may and will not be pretty or good looking from the out but for you ill always be beautiful Jesus
I would like to say we ignore a lot of things, ignore the people who care and love us and also disagree to the real thing. However, if you do find that special moment go ahead and be with that person who has loved you and stood by you. Some gems and diamonds are rare. Cause you never know how long theyre there. Till we realise we lost the most important person in the world. Some may some may not. You may get hurt. Walk away when you see that they didnt get it or understood it. And let them be happy with their choice.
For me it will always be this boy. Thats why i rose in love with a Man from the Hills.
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