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binsito · 4 months

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Bestie idea..cuz I have dad!skz on my mind a lot .....laundry room quickies or quickies while baby sleeps

With any of them 😫😫😫😫

i propose to you.. ot8 dad!skz 😝 (i have been incredibly unwell after seeing chan with those babies..)

(i started this in 2023 but that above statement still holds true)

also not all of these involve laundry rooms and/or sleeping so i hope you don't mind bc i didn't want to be redundant with the scenarios! :]

warning: parenthood! pretty tame ngl! just lots of sex with dad!skz 🤤 unprotected piv, pet names such as "baby," "good girl," etc in a sexual setting, i believe minho is the only one that is specified as a boyfriend rather than a husband but who gives a fuck, jeongin has slight somno, a few might have slight exhibitionism/voyeurism/semi public sex but nothing crazy, cum, uhh fingering, mentions of oral, breeding in some, tit play, yeah!

bangchan: he's busy, you're busy - it's only a matter of time before you both just explode. he works hard at his office job and he's sick of getting business calls even on the weekend. so he decides to cash out some of his vacation hours just to spend time with you and your sweet baby.

god, he is so lucky..

seeing you take on a motherly role shouldn't be making him feel so fuzzy but he can't help it, you're just gorgeous, so natural at it. he takes it upon himself to help you put the baby to sleep while you do chores around the house.

he startles you when he creeps up behind you as you fold his clothes, letting you know the baby is asleep while he starts kissing on your neck. it gives you goosebumps, you can't remember the last time you had been intimate with chan and it's turning you to putty in his hands.

"what if we had another, hm?"

you try hard not to break out in a laugh - he would definitely have to find a way to juggle work, two babies and a wife efficiently but you knew that was his breeding kink talking.

"you want another baby, channie?" you giggle, playing along with it because you know it gets him going.

"mhm.. another wouldn't hurt right?" he whispers in your ear as he slips his hands under your shirt to squeeze at your bare skin.

before you could even protest, he had you bent over, face between your legs as he prepped you to take him - laundry long forgotten.

you were honestly a little scared of the stretch.. bracing yourself as he inched his cock inside you gently. his grunts and nails digging into your skin was a sign of how tight he was finding you. your cunt around him was driving him crazy and he knew he was going to have a hard time pulling out but what's one more little one, right?

minho: 'im coming back from work now, babe.'

'don't wear anything under your pjs.. im coming straight to you'

those text messages from your boyfriend left you reeling.

of course you followed his request obediently!

you had laid your baby to bed not long ago and you were hoping it would be a peaceful night - no crying or waking up in the middle of the night.

you had made sure to really tire him out to ensure he was out like a light.

and when you heard the front door to your apartment open, anticipation began to boil in your tummy at what awaited you.

you could hear minho fumbling with his belt down the hall before approaching your shared bedroom. cock already half pulled out by the time he reached you, shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"d'you prep yourself for me?"

you nodded, knowing he wanted you wet for him to take for when he got home. you were always so sweet to him, always knew exactly what he needed before he even asked.

he kissed you gently as he tugged your night gown up, the coldness of the air making you shiver a bit as he ran a finger down your wet slit. he angled his cock at your entrance and pushed in, letting your cunt envelop him. god, it felt so good to be deep inside of you - he was absolutely crazy about you.

just the feeling of having you around him could make him cum-

the baby monitor goes off, crying loud through the speaker.

"shit.. i got him.." he sighed out, quickly fixing himself as you laughed at him.

you could tell how frustrated he was over having blue balls but fatherly duties were awaiting him.

changbin: baby is out with his parents and as much as you love your little one (who is an exact copy of changbin), you are so glad to finally have the house and your binnie to yourself.

he couldn't contain his excitement much either, his mom wouldn't be back until two with the baby so he made sure to enjoy every second he could with you. he barely let you finish having breakfast before he was tugging you over to the couch. he would've taken you on the counter but

1). it might've been uncomfy for you and he's a gentleman!

2.) despite how needy he was, he wanted to have some decorum!

it felt so good to have his hands roaming your body, he always made sure to be delicate with you. he kissed you so sweetly and was shocked when you broke the kiss so suddenly, a whimper leaving his pouty lips. you smiled and just assured him it was because you wanted to be on top this time.

you?

on top?

who was binnie to deny his gorgeous wife the pleasure of riding him? especially when he would get the perfect view of your nice tits and pretty face. so he laid back, watching as you took a deep breath and aligned his cock with your entrance, breath hitching at the initial breach. his cock thick and heavy but so so good inside of you. your hands planted firmly on his chest as you set a steady bounce, moaning his name as he played with your nipples.

it was so easy to lose yourself to the feeling of his cock, so much so that the ringing of the doorbell almost went unnoticed.

shit.

was grandma and grandpa back so soon with the baby?

no fair, you were just getting started!

hyunjin: hyunjin had just helped put the baby down so you could go take a quick shower. your baby was just as clingy as he was, always throwing a fit if you weren't constantly showering him with kisses.

you didn't mind though, you loved both of your sweet boys and you were so thankful that hyune was such a great dad.

it felt nice to take a peaceful shower after such a long day, the water soothing any worries you might've had.

you heard the door to the bathroom open and some rustling as someone opened the shower curtain and got in.

"baby.." you laughed, knowing damn well it was hyunjin behind you. he just giggled and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"little one's asleep.. let me just have this with you really quick." he mumbled against your skin

hand reaching to your front so he could find your clit, rubbing softly as you let out a relieved sigh

"you sure he won't wake up?" you whispered

"no, but if he does, he's in the bassinet right outside next to our bed, babe. don't worry okay?"

his words reassured you as you relaxed into his touch, letting his fingers work at you as you leaned your head back into him. all he wanted was to bring you pleasure, he loved watching your pretty face contort and call his name out softly.

"gonna cum for me, angel? c'mon.. let go.." he whispered against your ear, kissing it softly. it gave you goosebumps and the way his fingers diligently rubbed you made your orgasm wash over you.

after showering (and letting him taste you after his endless begging), you both headed out into the room, baby still sleeping soundly.

jisung: there was nothing more exhausting to jisung than having a family dinner.

it was so stressful.

all the catching up and conversations clashing with one another from all sides of the table. at least your baby seemed entertained, playing with spoons while the waiter took everyone's order.

if jisung didn't step out soon, he feared he would literally explode. his parents kept bombarding him with questions and he felt like your family always questioned his worth as a suitable partner and dad.

you always made sure to let him know that you loved him and that he was perfect regardless what he or anyone thought. as soon as you noticed him zoning out and struggling to engage with the family, you excused yourself, asking your mom to watch over the baby while you stepped out with jisung, going on a short walk around the restaurant where you could talk in private.

"baby i-i'm sorry are you mad-"

"what? no.. i needed some fresh air. it was too noisy and stuffy in there.

you're doing your best y'know? im proud of you." you smiled softly at him while giving him a soft peck. you dug into your purse for his cigarettes and handed him one, grabbing the lighter and bringing the flame to the tip once he put the stick in his mouth.

"you gotta relax before going back in there though.." you whispered.

he was always able to relax when he was alone with you, you were comforting. he began blowing some smoke while his hands came up to cup your tits. squeezing them tightly which earned him a mewl. soon he was lowering the top of your dress down to reveal your chest to him, playing with your nipples between his fingers as if your breasts were some type of stress ball for him. you'd laugh at him if you didn't love the sensation of his fingers on you so much. he tossed his cigarette once he got tired of it, preferring to latch on to one of your tits instead.

"c-c'mon ji.. let's not get carried away.. we gotta get back.." you weakly said, but having to cut this short was proving to be difficult for the both of you.

once he got his fix (although if he was honest, he was still craving you), he let go with a loud pop, pulling your top back up with a smile

"thank you, doll.. i think i got the energy to kiss your dad's ass now." he joked.

"hope our princess is surviving his horrible baby talk." you giggled

felix: you and felix had planned a huge party for your baby's first birthday. everyone you both knew was invited, including the baby's eight uncles who loved spoiling her rotten. it was an outdoor party in your backyard, you had even gone as far as renting out a bouncy house for the older kids and a fun kid sprinkler so they could play in the water.

felix was in charge of food, he had spent the whole day on the grill outside making ribs and hot dogs before bringing them inside to set up everything nicely. you followed after him to help, putting everything out on aluminum pans so that people could pick what they wanted from each container.

"good job, babe, these taste great." you smile as you swallowed the piece of meat you had tasted.

he leaned in to kiss you, pulling you in close. he was so happy to get to celebrate your baby's birthday with such a big and wonderful family.

"baby's havin' fun out there. look at her playin' with the water." he giggled as he peeked outside

"what if we had fun of our own? everyone seems to be having a blast out there.." you teased him, hand coming to cup him through his shorts.

you didn't have to tell him twice, pulling himself out of his shorts as you fell to your knees for him. you knew you had to be quick incase anyone came in asking for the bathroom. thank god the kitchen island covered you from anyone who might've looked from the outside in.

felix was so sensitive and the idea of someone walking in made him quickly blow his load in your mouth which you gratefully accepted, licking your lips before you gave his tip a soft kiss.

seungmin:

family vacation was going great! you and seungmin finally got a chance to take your baby out on a trip and spend the weekend at a nice resort alongside other members of your family. it was nice to have a group of you together to enjoy some time away from your stressful lives.

the baby was having fun at the pool in his new floaty and didn't want to leave the water yet so you left him with his auntie while you and seungmin got washed up.

but seungmin was feeling quite handsy the whole day, especially now since you were both along in your room. he tugged on your bathing suit strap and smiled devilishly as your top fell down and exposed your chest.

"minnie we have to get ready for dinner, c'mon.."

"i'm getting ready! see? swim trunks off"

you rolled your eyes as he showed you his hard cock, his hand stroking it to entice you. the mere sight of your husband like that made you want to jump his bones.

"make it quick, hurry." but your voice sounded weak, desperate.

he bent you over the nearest surface and stuffed you full of his cock, not wasting a second where he could be inside of you. he knew he had to be fast, it would only be a matter of time before your sister would be knocking at your door with the baby.

the way he was tugging at your hair had you seeing stars, cock relentlessly hitting your sweet spot. you felt like you'd collapse under him if he kept this pace up but it was too good to protest.

"minnie.. oh god.. c-can the baby sleep with your mom tonight please? please.. n-need more of this.. need you!"

he just laughed at you, giving you a sharp spank.

"what am i supposed to tell her? my wife wants me to fuck her stupid on our family vacation? you want me to tell her how bad you want my cock?"

jeongin: "innie.." you giggled, nudging him gently.

he was not budging at all. you didn't blame him though, it was his night to check on the baby if he started crying and unfortunately for him it was a really difficult night to put him to bed.

you got under the covers and shuffled down until you were face to face with his crotch, rubbing him gently and watching as he grew in his pants.

he began to stir once you pulled him out, licking at his tip and feeling him start to sit up. he lifted the covers slightly to see you taking his cock in your mouth, popping off with a smile.

"happy birthday, baby.." you whispered

he smiled softly and cupped your cheek to bring you up and out from underneath the covers, he kicked the sheets off and pulled you on top of him.

"perfect way to start my morning, hm?" he teased, squeezing your ass tightly before tugging your shorts and panties to the side. his cock prodded against your entrance as he kissed you hungrily.

"finish what you started." he instructed as you began to slowly sink down on him, taking his cock like the good girl you were.

"fuck, jeongin.. need you to cum inside me so bad.."

it was so hard to contain your moans, biting your lip harshly to keep quiet.

"still on birth control, baby?" he asked, eyes hazy because your cunt felt so tight on him and it was making him delirious.

you shook your head, smiling at him playfully.

"gonna make me a daddy on my birthday? huh?" he grunted as he helped you bounce on him, he thrusted up into you and gripped your hips painfully tight.

"shiiit.. gonna cum in this pussy.. pump a baby in you.. give you my seed. will you take it? you're gonna take it."

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

#binsito #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz hard thoughts #stray kids x reader

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effervescentdragon · 1 year

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i saw ur tags about the concert and piarles so i thought to prompt you officially? coldplay concert + piarles

this was a long time ago, anon, i hope you're still around and you like this. @sebsrainbowbicycle this one is for you actually, because this one caught my eye now when we were talking and all i could think was fix you and then yellow <3 this is a mess bcs im tired, imma fix it up sometime.

Pierre doesn't remember how old he was when he first heard the song, or what he wore, or where exactly he was. All he knows is that it made him think of Charles.

That shouldn't have been significant, because even then he knew he thought of Charles a lot more than was probably normal, or expected, or okay. Even then he knew that the way he felt about Charles wasn't how he felt about any of his other friends, or his brothers or cousins. So it shouldn't have been significant, really; except that it was, because the whole song was Charles.

When you try your best, but you don't succeed; that was Charles on the racetrack, winning the race but losing the championship, coming out of his kart and trying not to cry, making Pierre wish he was closer so he could hug him.

When you get what you want, but not what you need; that was Charles getting his wins and his podiums, getting to race as much as possible, and being late or being absent from Pierre's or Arthur's or his maman's birthdays because he was off somewhere in Europe in his kart, flying.

Tears come streaming down your face when you lose something you can't replace; that was Charles with all the unfairness of the world thrown into his face, losing everything except races; Charles with his red-rimmed eyes and sincere smiles, tearing his chest open to the world, because if he showed his bleeding heart first, it wouldn't be a mystery, and they may leave him alone; Charles with his hands shaking reaching for Pierre and asking for something Pierre was always more than happy to give, until the world shook as much as they did.

When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep, stuck in reverse; that was Charles sneaking into Pierre's room in France over the summer, elbows and knees sharp as he burrowed into Pierre's bed, eyes huge and shiny in the night, his breathing uneven as he tried to let go of the adrenaline and the fear and the thoughts in his head and finally fall asleep, holding Pierre's hand in his and gone by next morning like an apparition.

When you love someone, but it goes to waste, could it be worse?; that was Charles in his red team, in his red racesuit and his red car, Charles with his red lips and red dreams and red legacy, Charles with his red trophies and red blisters on his palms, rough against the skin of Pierre's neck and so gentle that it made Pierre want to cry sometimes, but he never did, only brought those hands to his lips and kissed them.

Except the song wasn't only Charles; it was Pierre too.

When you're too in love to let it go; that was Pierre, screaming at Charles to go and reaching for him when he finally did, begging him not to leave, not to go, because Pierre never wanted him to go, no matter how many times Charles crashed into him or said stupid things or didn't understand why Pierre still went down to his knees to pray; Pierre never wanted him to leave because Pierre would always love Charles more than he would hate losing, and that is something that won't ever change.

Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, the whole crowd sings, and the lights shine bright in the night, and Pierre only has eyes for Charles. Charles, who is standing right next to him, and who has tears in his eyes, even though they aren't falling; Charles who is singing along, his lips quirked in a small smile; Charles whose hand is so close to Pierre's, he feels it burn; Charles, who is so beautiful, Pierre still can't believe it sometimes, and who wears his victories and defeats with a dignity that Pierre admires, especially since he is the only one who sees him when he is stripped of all of it and finally sincere and true, and loves him either way.

But if you never try, you'll never know just what you're worth; that was Pierre, looking at the phone in their bed, his hands shaking, his lip trembling as Charles lay with his head on Pierre's thigh and said nothing when Alpine called, only smiling softly, shyly, proudly and kissing Pierre's thigh before he left the room to give Pierre some privacy; that was Pierre, all those years ago, reaching for Charles when Charles snuck into his bed once again, not a kid anymore, and finally asking for what he barely allowed himself to think about, and having Charles climb into his lap immediately and finally kiss him like the world didn't exist outside his room in France, and it didn't in that moment, nor in any following moment when it was only two of them alone together.

Charles moves his hand closer to Pierre's as the applause roars, and his pinky finger hooks into Pierre's. Pierre feels the ring on Charles' finger hit his own ring, and imagines hearing the sound which he's heard a million times before, every time he intwined Charles' fingers with his, on planes under the blankets, on the couch as they watched a movie, in bed as he was leaning over Charles, holding his hands above his head.

"And I will try to fix you," Pierre mouths, and Charles' smile widens, because they both know some things aren't meant to be fixed; some things are as they are, not good and not bad, just are, and those things they both choose to accept over and over, and it's never a hardship that isn't worth it in the end.

Another song starts, and they stare at each other for a moment, before Pierre grins, and Charles blushes, because this one; this song is all Pierre, and still all about Charles.

'Look at the stars, look how they shine for you,' everyone sings, and Charles' eyes shine as brightly as the sun, and Pierre mouths "You know I love you so," and Charles nods, and doesn't look away, only squeezes Pierre's finger tighter, their rings aligned, as close as possible.

#this is a mess im sorry im extremely sleepy but i couldnt sleep till i got it out #piarles #this is disgustingly soft and diabetes inducing #fuck it #dee i love you a lot #f1 rpf #my writing #effervescentdragonwrites

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msookyspooky · 2 years

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maybe later on we could have a better look into billy's psychosis?

i would never survive this cause my psychosis makes me so paranoid sometimes i cannot leave my house. if someone so much as hinted anyone as the killer it would be game over, i can't sleep, i think everything is poisoned and im convinced im always being followed. i can recognise when it's a delusion normally but that doesn't make it any less real. if you tell someone with psychosis that there hallucinations/delusions are not real it's very bad, it's like if someone told you that the sky doesn't exist.

a thing with my psychosis that i would like to think billy experiences is forgetting. i don't want him to be in distress but i would quite like some representation because i want to relate to him more. if someone has hurt me or made me upset sometimes i will just forget. i will associate them with pain but i won't remember what they have done, it really sucks. i most likely remember after a while though. it just feels invalidating and i think that i did something. sometimes i have an episode or really bad anger and my coping is pretty self destructive.

if you don't think it's right for his character or this didn't make sense then ignore me. i hope you are doing well, i love your writing. <3

Sorry, I've had such a busy week! Grandpa in the hospital with pneumonia, driving 30 min away twice a day everyday to take care of his pets, family friend has uterine cancer and my mom is driving her to her surgery and were both helping her out at home this week and weirdly enough my great uncle had been battling cancer for 5 years (Terminal. He's on his death bed basically. He only weighs 95 lbs now.) and has medical psychosis now.

His body has been through so much that one day his mind just snapped for lack of a better word. He walked in the hospital fine and completely his regular self before a surgery and then within an hour of waiting he started screaming and thrashing that he was in a bus and kids were going to get ran over. It scared my aunt to death bc he wasn't my uncle in that moment and none of us have ever seen him like that before. He's home and doing much better. He knows who you are has complete clarity but he is absolutely terrified now of my aunt leaving his side 💔 He got so angry and scared when she left and one of us watched him in her place (He can't hardly walk) but yet that day he made all these appointments and paid bills before my aunt even got up and made a ton of phone calls he just doesn't want her to ever leave...Ik I shouldn't laugh but I gotta find something to laugh about in this situation and he was talking to us calm as can be on the phone and just casually mentioned. "Yeah, ya know she has me in a box underground, right? These fucking abortion nurses are stealing fetuses and they got me locked in a god damn box bc they couldn't steal mine."

...We just rolled with it but omfg I'm glad we know he has psychosis rn bc I can't imagine a stranger calling me and telling me that 🥴☠️ I just have to laugh and so did my aunt bc she's so defeated and tired seeing him like that and taking care of him that we have to find some humor in this especially since he's not scared about it just not connecting certain dots and he only gets scared when she leaves for groceries or anything like that bc that's when the paranoia sets in. And it's just disheartening to see him in this mental state sometimes

I know that psychosis is different in everyone and medical psychosis might not be the same as the psychosis you're dealing with and that there's varying levels and that most psychosis especially medical or stress can go away within time and on proper medication. Now, idk much about psychosis brought on by having other psychological disorders or if there are forms of psychosis that never goes away?? I'm more than eager to learn from your perspective bc I definitely hc Billy is my story as having psychosis similar to his future daughter Sam but he just won't admit it and that maybe it's lessened since his Mom's death or gotten worse; either way. Maybe both? Bc now I could see his paranoia heightening from cops, betrayal, etc.

Sadly tho, this story is from YN POV

I fully understand wanting to relate to him but I feel like that can be hard to do bc from not only who I've known irl with psychosis and what I'm trying to educate myself on is everyone's symptoms and degrees of the symptoms are different. Plus, it's hard to do with YN being the POV and the only canon mental issues she has is PTSD, Anxiety and probably High Functioning Depression from what she's went through (Of course anyone is free to add in their own to personalize the experience while reading) and people thought she had psychosis from Billy and Stu purposely trying to make her doubt herself as well as others doubt her in Windsor. So, that makes it hard to show Billy's POV in detail.

I'm sure tho later on a short story will come along the way and I really appreciate you taking the time to tell me your experience with psychosis so I can add it into Billy's character. 🖤🖤🖤

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gvmrot · 2 years

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Separatist anon here - its funny to me when osa women get mad at me bc there are lots of women throughout history & around the world who were celibate and they didnt do it for a political reason - they did it bc they cherished their freedom. I didnt know separatism was a practice but Ive been doing it for a long time without even knowing it was a radfem thing. I did it bc I love myself more than anything

"Separatist anon again: sleep3r4gent(.)tumblr(.)com/post/687397324261064704/why-do-you-dislike-the-term-internalized-misogyny#notes - this is how i feel about osa women"s victim complex. Im tired of them refusing to take accountability of how theyve harmed other women"

Linked post (idk how to add images to asks if i even can anymore lol) Anon Question: Why do you dislike the term internalized misogyny? I thought it just meant internalized sexism? OP's Answer: "bc it’s annoying, diverts attention and ultimately means nothing. theoretically all misogynist beliefs a woman holds are “internalized misogyny”, even when it’s things that dont currently affect her and possibly never will like thinking masculine women arent “real women”. by calling it internalized misogyny you’ve directed the conversation from whats at hand, a woman being sexist to other women and perpetuating misogyny, to be about her internal feelings (or your supposition of her internal feelings) and how we have to be nice to her. the abuser was abused in the past type shit, it’s obnoxious like even if it’s worth talking about, now is not the time when you’re talking about the victims or general impact of their actions lmao. also theres an assumption that internalized misogyny directly translates to self hatred. could not be further from the truth, how many countless cases have we heard of of anti choice women who got abortions themselves because “their case is ok” and kept being anti choice? or victim blaming women who have suffered sexual abuse themselves yet treat other victims as lying bitches unlike them pure truthful victims? srsly stop coddling these women, theyre not suffering from bigotry they are just perpetuating it. the concept of self directed misogyny is real and worth talking about and helping women with but it’s not the same thing as what people currently consider “internalized misogyny” to be"

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For the first part, I agree. It is a little funny because these women, being self proclaimed radical feminists, I'm sure at some point have come to the realization that male oppressive tactics are not isolated to one or just a few areas of the world, it's seen all over the world and is recognized in all kinds of species. Males have an inherent need to control, I think we can all agree on that. We see it everywhere. What benefit/s do women receive from pairing themselves with men? If we are wanting liberation from men, how are we supposed to do that when there are women who refuse to sleep with men? Can't even suggest a sex-strike during the threat of Roe v Wade being overturned without some women acting like we're trying to take away their rights. I have to ask, is it a right to sleep with the enemy? Why do you want that as a right? We should all want to seek freedom so we CAN cherish it, but how can you do that while having romantic relationships with the exact thing that takes freedom away from you? Is it "not all men", I wonder? I thought it was enough? Not enough men to completely separate from them, though?

For the second part, I mostly agree with OP. I think I need to know a little more context to be able to form my own opinion, but just from seeing what happened yesterday how quick an osa woman was to call lesbians misogynists and accuse them of blaming her for her abuse because we said feminism shouldn't be about hating men it's about loving women, and i dared to ask the question if you hate men so much and have these experiences why continue to seek companionship with them, not blaming them for their past experiences but asking why CONTINUE, i'm a misogynist for somehow assuming osa women don't deserve companionship (which isn't at all what I said.) anyway i don't want to get too off topic, but I do see that these women with these victim complexes are very quick to lash out/perpetuate misogyny when their own decisions are questioned. I just feel like at some point you have to realize there isn't going to be "the one good man" and should start to focus your feminism on PLATONIC companionship with women. (have to clarify or i'll get accused of spouting poliles rhetoric)

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uncertain3teeth · 2 years

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im listening to girl that got away and is it wrong by lana del rey on repeat while looking at whisper memes while drinking a caprisun i feel like im on top of the world for some reason n i feel lik im hot shit n the sad part is that i know that this feeling is gonna go away in a while maybe tomorrow who knows though i feel lik i want to go to a party n get drunk also rn as im jus now typing this i feel paranoid n im starting to hallucinate so idk whats happening rn but i literally called it that this feeling is gonna go away lik i haven't felt lik that in a while lik i felt euphoric in a way dont know why all of a sudden but im gonna jus reblog whisper shit n jus stay up lik ive been doing for two days bc since last month my psychiatrist wont give me vyvanse bc she wants me to sleep more which i shouldn't have overshared n said that i pulled all nighters for 2 weeks straight n then right after i stopped taking it i started having BADDDD fukkin nightmares n since i wasnt taking my vyvanse i am not motivated or rlly focused on anything so id jus sleep n sleep n sleep but i had nightmares every night n shit but recently ive been feeling more depressed than usually n have been sleeping until its afternoon n would sleep in the dark n shit for what idk also i got my period recently i am oviously gonna feel more more tired n shit n since my mom scheduled an appointment with my psychiatrist for adhd meds this week for monday i missed it bc i was sleeping n then the NEXT day i had my therapy appointment and i missed half of it n had 30 minutes left so thats a thing n i wish i didnt miss my appointment with my psychiatrist bc i want my meds also last time when she said she would not give me my meds i cussed at her telling her i need my meds and my mom just watched me which i think was fukkin pretty funny that she was watching n jus sipping her drink lmaokoa dat was hilarious but next time i talk to my psychiatrist is jus gonna be awkward as shit

welp thats my ted talk for now

also again for the second time girl that got away and is it wrong by lana del rey is a banger n ive been listening to those two songs on repeat for a literal hour

#lana del rey

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clownistyping · 3 years

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A Witch & A Hick, Chp. 3

Little Secret

This chapter is just the two learning about each other and car problems lol.

Also warning for Elizabeth offering sex as payment lol, it doesn't happen. Also I do hc Lester living in a trailer bc its extremely common and realistic tbh.

Lester puts the truck in drive and looks at Elizabeth as he presses the brake,

"I remember you said there's a town nearby, any chance we can go there to fix up my van?" Elizabeth asks as she pets the two dogs,

"No need, they'll charge ya criminal prices. I can fix it." Criminal prices, he repeats in his head.

"Oh come on, you've already done so much." Elizabeth says her face soft,

"I insist! I can't just let them uh take ya money when I can fix it for free." He smiles and Elizabeth mirrors it. Lester gives from the brakes and drives towards his home,

"I have a feeling there's something...more behind this." Lester gulps,

"What made ya think that?" Lester nervously laughs and his hands tighten around the wheel,

"That's how most men are, expect a favor for a favor. Though they often expect ya know." Lester blinks and cringes,

"Aw that! I wasn't thinking anything like that, hell I wasn't even thinking about you doing anything."

"I mean I'll do it." His eyes widen and he stops the truck again,

"What?" He blushes and looks at the girl,

"I'll get you off, I've done it before."

"No no! I have to decline, I just ain't that kinda man." Lester nods to the woman who shrugs, he lied. He is that kinda man, he's had victims beg for safety with offers of sex. He always took it, but let's the girls fall back in the hands of his brothers.

"Not that I don't find ya pretty!" He defends quickly and Elizabeth laughs,

"You're real purdy, I just. I just can't." He sighs and Elizabeth notices how tense he is.

"Thanks, for calling me pretty." She smiles,

"I think you're real pretty too." She compliments Lester who blushes again, Lester has never talked to a stranger this long. Never had a girl call him pretty, never met her.

"Ya just sayin that cuz I'm given ya a ride." Lester chuckles and Elizabeth shakes her head,

"Nope," she pops her P,

"Everybody's beautiful in they're own way, just as nature intended." Lester blinks and remembers her van, the witchy collection in it.

"Oh right, you're a witch!" Lester exclaims and Elizabeth nods,

"How'd you know?" She teased and Lester laughs,

"How'd you even get in all that junk anyways?" Lester asks and flicks his hat,

"It ain't junk. Don't be rude," Elizabeth smirks and Lester nods his head, Jonesey puts her head on Lester's lap. He pets the dogs head.

"Sorry but, how did you ya know..start?"

"My sister got me my tarot cards, she really showed me the basics of witchcraft. Our parents didn't really care all that much but never let us do it in the house. Guess that's why I moved out so early too." Elizabeth laughs,

Lester pulls up towards a driveway of a trailer.

The trailer is a once white single wide, covered in vines and ivy. Bones hung from the porch ceiling,

Elizabeth notices his front door was wide open, and in the yard were scatters of trash, car parts, bones and more. The windows were open but blinds were keeping the inside blocked.

It looks like nobody lives there, as stray cats scurried under the trailer and hissed at each other.

"I'll be quick, I'll just unload your van and fix her right up in a jiffy." Lester smiles at the girl and gets out of the truck, Jonesey follows and Mac follows after her.

Elizabeth smiles as she watches the two dogs sniff around and play, getting out of the truck her barefeet sink into the grass and dirt. She stretches, the truck wasn't entirely comfortable with Mac siting right on her.

"Sorry for the mess, I don't really have guests." Lester says as he unhooks the van,

"Its fine, I've seen much worse."

"Nah, doubt it." Lester shakes his head and wipes his hands on his jeans, Elizabeth takes note of the depreciation joke he says.

As Lester pops her hood and smoke rises from it, Elizabeth frowns.

"That happened before?" Lester asks as he waves the smoke off, Elizabeth nods.

"Yeah, I've had a couple engine problems. Mainly because of oil, but my light wasn't even on."

"Yup, cars will do that. Just spring a problem on ya right as ya were doing fine." Lester grazes his hand over the engine and instantly finds the problem,

"When's the last time ya changed the cooling fan?"

"Never."

"Cleaned it?"

"Never." Lester sighs and Elizabeth frowns,

"That bad?" He nods,

"Your engine is busted, you're gonna need a new one."

"Nooooo." Elizabeth groans

"Hey its okay, this happens all the time. It's just an accident." Lester tries to comfort the girl, she squats and hides in her knees.

"Hey now," Lester gets on his knee and pats the girls back.

"We can maybe order one from the next town over, but it'll take a while for it to come in since we're basically in the middle of no where." Lester then sits with the girl and he blinks when he hears a sob come from her.

"Jeez darlin, it ain't anything to cry about." He says and Elizabeth looks up, her makeup more runny than before,

"This is my karma! I know it is and- and I shouldn't be cryin-ing but-" she hides her face again and Lester stutters,

"Aw no no, this ain't karma just an accident. Honest."

He isn't entirely sure what else to do, seen plenty of girls cry in Ambrose. Ain't none of them cried like this.

Crying about karma, hell if karma was real he'd be dead, he thinks and shakes his head. He gently pats the girls back as she sobs. The two dogs show up and sit around the two Mac places his head on the girls back. Pushing Lester's hand away, Elizabeth quickly hugs her dog.

After a couple minutes, her sobs stop and she looks up.

"Im sorry Lester, I just. It's just been a lot today," she says and wipes her eyes, smudging her makeup.

"Wanna talk about it?" Lester ask and Elizabeth looks around, noticing the sun is starting to set.

"No, not right now. I'm just tired now, sorry for bothering you with my emotions and junk."

"Ain't no bother at all, I'm happy to help." She shows a smile from his words as he stands, he puts his hand out and she takes it to stand.

"I know, and thanks again. Do you think it's alright if my van stays the night? I'll try to go to another town in the morning and order an engine. I'll find a motel too." She says, trying to clean her face up from tears and makeup.

Lester raises a brow, and Elizabeth shakes her head already knowing he'll offer his home.

"Lester please you've already done so much for me! I promise that by tomorrow I'll be out of your hair." She says and Lester shakes his head,

"Darlin, How about we both go into town order you an engine and when it gets here I can put it in. If you think I'm letting you sleep in that hot van for the night you're dead wrong." Lester stands up straight and crosses his arms, Elizabeth actually has to look up to see his face.

"I've got a spare room, it's messy and mainly holds all my junk but it's got a bed, a desk and a closet." Lester says and Elizabeth takes a deep breathe,

"Thank you," she says and Lester uncrosses his arms,

"I mean it, without you I'd probably be kidnapped by some crazy guy. Unless you are the crazy guy." She jokes and Lester nervously laughs.

"I like to call myself unqiue." Lester jokes and Elizabeth laughs,

"That you are friend, that you are." Elizabeth says and watches as the sun falls behind the trees.

After grabbing her needed things from the van, the two walk towards the trailer.

The two walk onto the wooden porch, Elizabeth's hands grazing the bones hanging above,

"Those are my people repellents, makes hikers skedaddle." Lester jokes and Elizabeth smiles,

"They're beautiful," she compliments and Lester walks through the open door,

"Yup, they sure are. I uh, I keep my door open so the strays can come in and relax and get away from the heat." He says and flicks on a light, it blinks a few times but turns on.

The two are standing in the living room, the couches covered in fur and scratches. Clothes are all around and clean and unclean bones sit on the coffee table.

But the recliner is free of fur, just a flannel on the back.

Lester notices his playboy magazine on the coffee table and quickly snatches up the magazine, Rolling it up he laughs embarrassingly.

"Sorry about that, again not often I get guests." Elizabeth smiles and shakes her head. From behind the two, Mac and Jonesey come running in. They jump on the couch and sit next to each other.

"My house is there house." Lester pets Jonesy's head and smiles, putting the magazine behind the couch during this. He turns to face Elizabeth whose staring at the bones,

"I'll show you to ya room," Lester walks to the right and opens a bedroom door,

The bedroom filled with bones in boxes, books, clothes and random knick knacks. He quickly lifts boxes from the bed and pats the dust off.

"My casa your casa." He smiles and Elizabeth places her stuff down, Lester stands in the doorway now.

"Thanks again, Lester. I really appreciate it." Elizabeth puts her hand out and Lester looks down at it. It's so small, he gently grabs it and Elizabeth grabs one of the bracelets on her wrist. She brings it over her hand and onto his,

"I can't not give you a gift." She says and lets him go, Lester looks down at the bracelet. A whole set of animal teeth with beads in between.

"I- thank you. It's so purdy." He says and continues,

"You're a real uh...what's it called?"

"Freak?" He quickly shakes his head, and takes her hand again. Putting their wrists together with the bracelets,

"Unique," he smiles, "You're a real unique girl."

"Is it because I mess with bones and junk?"

"Well that, and because you're real nice." Elizabeth smiles,

"You're just as unique as me Lester." She says and the two look at each other for a second, wanting this conversation not to end but not sure how to continue.

Suddenly from behind Lester, Mac barks.

Elizabeth laughs,

"It's past his bedtime, sorry he gets cranky when he's not in bed by this time." Lester let's the dog run past him and onto the bed,

"Well, goodnight, um. Sleep tight?"

"You too Lester." Elizabeth quietly shuts her door and Lester stares at the closed door. Jonesy whines from behind him,

Lester turns to the dog and squats, he pets the dogs cheeks and smiles.

"She'll be our little secret, right Jonesey?" The dog licks his face.

#house of wax #house of wax 2005 #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #my writing #self insert #self ship #oc x canon #canon x oc

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1.) applesauce or pudding?: Pudding

2.) what was your initial reaction when you first realized that your parents had to have had sex to have you?: I barfed a little…. Was- no, am, scarred…. I’ve never looked at them the same way since I was like 10.

3.) if you could create ANY mix-up or mythical animal and have it be brought to life, what would it be?: Probably like pixies or something.

4.) what kind of bread do you prefer?: cINNAMON RAISIN TOAST

5.) describe a moment that is a prominent memory, but didn't have a strong impact on your life: getting hit in the head with a baseball bat :) (it was an accident!)

6.) what is the quote/lyric that you relate to most?: I’m here and I’m queer. :)))

7.) if there was one problem/issue you could wipe off the face of the earth, what would it be?: Something along the lines of xenophobia, homophobia, transphobia, sexism… etc

8.) do you think everyone in our lives serves a purpose, or are some people just there?: Everyone serves a purpose. Big or microscopic, there’s some purpose there.

9.) Favorite knock-knock/cheesy joke?: oh man… there are so many…. idkkk

10.) how do you feel about getting your picture taken?: It depends on the day, tbh

11.) most embarrassing poster you've ever owned?: Jonas Brothers

12.) what are the 3 worst movies of all time?: I feel like im not wise enough in film culture to properly answer that.

13.) when was the last time you were in a public setting and a stranger annoyed you?: All the time every time??

14.) strangest pet peeve?: When people eat their chips and salsa over the communal salsa jar. Im sorry but i, not okay with your dirty mouth germs in my salsa, thanks.

15.) what is a quirk you find cute in a significant other?: whEN SHE SCRUNCHES UP HER FACE GAH.

16.) if you could make a guest appearance in ANY show, which one would you choose?: I could be a pretty gay addition to Degrassi, honestly.

17.) who do you think is the most underrated comedian?: Hmm…. I’m not educated well enough in the land of comedians to properly answer that question. Im sorry.

18.) based on your personality, what do you think your spirit animal is?: Maybe a rabbit? Justification? Sex Drive: 100% on all the time tbh. Twitching: YUP

19.) color combination that you hate?: Brown and Green/Brown and anything, really

20.) what is your favorite childhood memory?: sTAYING UP TILL MIDNIGHT PLAYING POKEMON

21.) what cartoon character do you most resonate with?:Courage the Cowardly Dog. I’m a paranoid ball of anxiety.

22.) what game do you never lose at?: The ones that don’t exist.

23.) what does your dream home look like?: Preferably near the beach, but secluded. Not big but not small at the same time…. cOLORFUL

24.) Honestly, do you love your family, like them, dislike them, or hate them?: I LOVE MY FAMILY.

25.) pettiest argument you've ever been in?: So many… oh god, so many. Probably when a friend was being a control freak about clothes and i ended up being the bad guy when i was trying to make peace.

26.) what is the weirdest article of clothing you've ever come across?: popcorn shirts

27.) what is your favorite day of the week?: thursday/friday

28.) Do you feel offended by swear words?: nO, DO YOU FUCKING KNOW ME?

29.) Stupidest dare you've ever done?: “Take off my sock with your mouth”

30.) Did your parents ever compare you to your siblings or cousins growing up? Did that affect the way things turned out?: mY DAD COMPARE(D)(S) ME TO MY OLDER BROTHER BC HE’S GOOD AT SPORTS AND IM MORE ART-BASED. It fucked me up, mentally haha. I think it’s all a competition now :)

31.) You get to be any person in the world for a whole week. Who do you choose?: mYSELF. Jk. Idk actually. Probably like a little kid.

32.) one food you hate that should be destroyed at all costs?: beets or lima beans

33.) What is your favorite past time for each of the four seasons? Does sleeping count?

34.) what is something that will always make you laugh?: My older brother saying “pudding” in an angERY voice.

35.) what does your pet look like?: Shes a black cocka-poo (cocker spaniel/poodle) and she’s very fuzzy and her fur is v v curly and big. She’s like medium-sized and has a skinny face, but is actually pretty chubby.

36.) describe your favorite outfit.: 1- Black Tshirt, almost white jeans, yELLOW SCARF. 2- Overalls, black shirt, flannel.

37.) most annoying noise you've ever heard?: so many annoying laughs… so many

38.) at what age did you learn to drive?: mmmmm soon

39.) What is something that you own which you know you probably shouldn't?: hmmm.. idk

40.) last thing you made with your own 2 hands?: a thing for my english class

41.) Favorite time of day?: midnight

42.) Do you believe in ghosts, spirits, or any kind of afterlife?: yeah bud

43.) what sports did you do in school?: HAHAHAH SPORTS! THAT’S SO FUNNY.

44.) if you had been voted for a 'superlative' in your last yearbook (class clown, laziest, most likely to become president, etc) what would you have been voted?: I was voted best dressed and most likely to succeed. Boy, were they funny!

45.) reality show idea that you would most definitely watch on television?: Maybe like something exploring mental health of all ages and different ethnicities etc etc

46.) do you still own a landline phone?: ha no

47.) scariest storm you've ever had in your town?: we havent really… well those thanksgiving storms from like 2012 that fucked up the power. Was it 2012? With the big icicles?

48.) skill you wish you had?: tO NOT GIVE A FUCK

49.) what is something you wish you could talk more about, but don't for fear of what other people would think?: My mental stability

50.) last book you read?: Everything, Everything

51.) what does your calendar have on it?: appointments, birthdays, every 19th has a heart :)

52.) what do you do if you get stopped by a person selling something from a mall kiosk?: It depends who im with. If im with family i just sorta smile and walk away. If im with friends, ill probably stop.

53.) infomercial you're beyond tired of seeing?: all of them

54.) what was your first stuffed animal/doll's name?: Cotton Candy

55.) have you ever said something out of anger and instantly regretted it?: Yeah. got into an argument w my mom when i was like 12 and she was like “youre just like your father” and im like “id rather be like him than be like you”

56.) how do you feel about raising minimum wage?: yes

57.) how would you spend a perfect day with your best friend?: WATCH DISNEY MOVIES, DRINK TEA, AND EAT FOOD ALL DAY

58.) when was the last time you changed the oil in your car?: no

59.) did you ever have to do speech therapy?: When i was a smol tater tot bean, yes. They wanted to continue in elementary school, but my mom was like no no no

60.) something you're looking forward to in the future?: 18 more days from now ;)

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