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n-blanca-archived · 3 years

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↳ CLASS 1-A HC’S TO MAKE YOU SMILE (hopefully)

A/N: i’ve been on class-1a brainrot (yes, all of them. collectively) for SO LONG and honestly? I love it here. romance is all good and dandy but FRIENDSHIP? good shit.

on that note, these pairings are all platonic! just little things i like about their dynamics or things i think they’d do when they hang out :) feel free to see them as romantic though, not like i can stop you :P

p.s sorry for dipping??? for like months???

genre: fluff

warnings: minor situational angst

→ Denki & Izuku

❑ These two boys are the other’s hype-man, totally. Kaminari absolutely does not mind sitting through Izuku’s ravings about the fluctuating hero rankings, or even just the times where Izuku mutters on and on.

❑ Kaminari’s been ignored enough times to know that it doesn’t feel good at all to want to talk to someone and for them to sheepishly tell you they’d long since stopped listening. Izuku does the same for Denki, no question. Sometimes Denki starts talking, and he doesn’t really...stop.

❑ But Izuku finds it’s nice to hang out with the boy, and he doesn’t mind not contributing to the conversation when Denki looks so elated to see someone listening for once.

❑ While I will forever be the number one advocate for Bakugou tutoring Denki and finding different studying strategies that work for Denki instead of giving up on him, I think Izuku’s just as likely to do that for kami!

❑ It’s a frustrating first session, but once Izuku’s brian suggests that Kami might just need another method of studying, he takes that idea and runs with it.

❑ The next week, kami goes to Izuku’s room a little afraid of the freckled boy rejecting him- but to his surprise, Izuku presents him with all types of new study methods, including colored index cards and a home-made sentence reader that covered the entire page except for one line at a time.

❑ (yes, he did tear up for a second.)

❑ They end up going through that week's chapter in half the time it usually took Denki to get a subject, and they got to play video games afterward!

→ Ochako & Katsuki

❑ While I don't think the boys in 1-A look down on the girls in the sense of "but they're girls so they are weaker :(" all that much- Katsuki was the first and only one really to make that clear. He didn't see her as something or someone to pity. She was an opponent and a damn capable one at that.

❑ So, yes. Maybe Ochako and Katsuki aren't exactly best friends who'd die for each other. But they’ve proven to each other that if there's someone who'll bring their all to a fight no matter the circumstance, it's each other.

❑ Ochako’s weariness when it came to Katsuki was short lived. It was kind of hard to be so...afraid of someone who treated you better than others seemed to coddle her when she told them she was a hero-in-training.

❑ It starts small, too. At first it was just teaming up occasionally during class for spars. Then it was going to the gym after school with Katsuki and Eijirou.

❑ Tiny little hang-outs like that then turn into joining the blonde on his morning runs every once in a while, and eventually Ochako found herself seeking out Bakugou every weekend, and the blonde seemed to be on the same mind-track, too. Every Sunday, when Ochako pulled open the front door, she spotted Katsuki, stretching out in the front lawn, waiting for her.

❑ (and if they occasionally have breakfast together after their bi-weekly sunday training sessions, then that's their business.)

→ Shouto & Eijirou

❑ them hanging out wasn't really ever. Expected. Like, at all.

❑ but kirishima's shown that he has a knack for weird, almost hostile awkward boys with low friend counts

❑ so shouto fits right in

❑ really it starts when Kirishima finds Shouto in the common room, staring into space. Usually he'd leave him be, but it was weird to see the boy without his group of friends joining him

❑ in an effort to get to know shouto better, kiri offers to play a few rounds of super smash bros,,, and shouto just. blinks. at him. And kiri blinked back for a second before he realizes shouto didn't know what super smash bros was

❑ and of course, to kiri, that's absolute blasphemy

❑ so kiri abandons his trip to the kitchen in favor of sitting next to shouto on the couch, and teaching him how to play as many video games as they could fit in one night

❑ (the first time kiri sees shouto laugh, he can't help the way his face splits into a grin. Todoroki, while not mean, was someone who came off as cold most of the time, so to see him so relaxed made Eijirou feel warm.)

❑ somehow it becomes a regular thing-- shouto would come downstairs, and eventually Kirishima would show up. Sometimes they were both alone, sometimes they were surrounded by their friend groups. But every time without fail, Kirishima would take his place next to shouto, hand him the blue controller that he favored, and turned on the TV to select the first game they'd be playing

❑ (watching Shouto start to gain some of Kirishima's vernacular was also an interesting - read:hilarious - experience)

→ Mina & Yuga

❑break dancing buddies

❑ like. I'm not kidding these two have moves.

❑ well. Mina does, at least. Aoyama gets it pretty quickly but it took him a second to familiarize himself with how your body moves when your break dancing.

❑ aoyama's danced ballet most of his life, so dancing wasn't new to him

❑ but this particular type of dancing was new to him- so of course he reached out to mina after the UA festival

❑ mina, ever the angel, agreed!!!!! Dancing buddies!!!

❑ Mina's also loved dance for a good amount of time

❑ it started in middle school, and just carried into highschool. The idea of being to express yourself with your /body/ was exciting, plus you looked really cool while doing it too!

❑ so when she gets asked by Aoyama to teach him how to breakdance she's nervous, but completely giddy to be able to be someone else's intro to a hobby that was a big part of her life

❑ it's not an uncommon sight to see mina and Aoyama, in their workout clothes, working through moves Step by step with Mina's phone blasting some random song that was beat heavy

❑ (Aoyama would be an interesting extra add on to the bakusquad. Am I wrong? No 🚗)

→ Hanta & Tsuyu

❑ Sero never really interacted with tsuyu, not to say he didn't like her! she just wasn't in his social circle

❑ so to say he felt awkward when he found her in the corner of the library during free period- curled up and sniveling away - was an understatement

❑ still, he put down the fourth issue of a manga he was /really/ looking forward to catching up on, and sat next to her until she calmed down enough to tell him what's wrong

❑ turns out, winter always sucked and made her tired, which made her sad. Added on to the already existing amphibian instincts in her that hated loud noises or too many people, it could get really overwhelming for her

❑ Sero offered to let her into his room whever she wanted to hang out in the quiet, if she felt embarrassed to do so with her closer friends

❑ she seemed surprised, but quickly agreed.

❑ Sero wouldn't tell her, but he often felt the same in a sense. The only two people in his friend group who could be relatively quiet in more personal settings were Bakugou, ironically, and Kirishima. So he often found himself leaving group hang-outs just a little early, to destress in his quiet room.

❑ tsuyu hadn't expected him to stay with her, and especially not offer his room to her whenever she needed to get away. Still, she agreed, knowing she'd probably never take him up on his offer

❑ she was proven wrong three days later, when Ochako squealed about...something.

❑ tsuyu couldn't say for sure what the floaty girl was yelling about. Normally she was attentive, really! But her head was throbbing and she was on the verge of falling asleep then and there when Ochako burst into a loud yell of excitement, startling the frog-like girl

❑ so tsuyu gathered her stuff as quickly as her sluggish body allowed, rushed out a quick goodbye to her baffled friends and made her way to the dorms

❑ the elevator was a struggle, with the humming of the machinery almost lulling her to sleep. She made it out successfully, though due to her drowsiness and increasingly blurring vision, she realized just a little too late that she had wandered down the wrong hallway

❑ sero's name plate made her stutter in her tracks, but after a moment of deliberation that left her swaying on her feet, she knocked as strongly as she could on the thin door, hoping the lanky boy was in his room

❑ thankfully, he was, and he only offered her a small smile before ushering her into the room and guiding her to his bed. Tsuyu thinks she croaked out a tiny "thanks", but she couldn't really be sure

❑ she slept better in those 39 minutes than she had in weeks

❑ after that, tsuyu somehow got into the habit of wandering down the opposite hallway once she left the elevator, and most of the time Sero would open his door when she knocked, only giving her a smile before letting her wander to his bed or, more commonly, the pile of blankets and bean bags he had in a corner of his room.

❑ (she wouldn't admit it, and neither would he, but the times where they walked back to his dorm together once their free period began were their favorites. and the days where tsuyu wasn't so sleepy and they talked for the hour they had weren't so bad, either)

okokok i’m cutting it here since that last section was super long! who knew i had so much to say about hanta and tsuyu ,,,,

anyway! this was super fun, so i’ll definitely be doing stuff like this more in the future. if you have two characters you’d particularly like to see, don’t be afraid to jump into my ask box!

#class 1a #class 1a headcanons #blanca.txt #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #denki kaminari #izuku midoriya #uraraka ochako #bakugou katsuki #shouto todoroki #kirishima eijirou #mina ashido #yuga aoyama #hanta sero #tsuyu asui

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kaypeace21 · 4 years

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Hey Kay! I was wondering... I'm thinking of writing a Byler fic. Is there anything that's missing from the current fic library that you think would be good to see, in terms of tropes, characterisation, things to explore, etc? I would also appreciate hearing from your followers. Just any ideas that people would like to see in a fic.

yeah sure ...

1)We need more povs from Mike’s perspective. (Almost all are from Will’s pov - let’s mix it up sometimes)

Mike in canon is the pinning-gay -(overly romantic) whipped one , but we never see it. And he’s pretty much never written this way! Mike in s3 has 6 drawings from Will on his wall (he kept them up since s1-for years- despite replacing the poster on the same wall). Has even caressed extra drawings of Will’s that he’s kept in his binder. In s1 wrote a whole story for Will about defeating a monster and giving the king it’s 7 heads (cause Will rolled a 7 when the demogorgan attacked him.) And as a Star Wars fan he had his own character be given a medal by the king (like how leia gave the medal to Han for his heroism.) He attacked people for insulting Will. Literally hates apologizing -but is quick to do so for Will . Boy ran in the pouring rain twice for Will- disobeying cops, the government, and his parents to do so. He initiates every byler moment (arm thing, hand touch, ‘best thing i’ve ever done’, ‘crazy together, right?’, always asking Will “what’s wrong?” or “are you ok?” etc). And was upset at Will dancing with a girl + insecure about Will replacing him -after he moves away.

-but 90% of byler fanfics (don’t get me wrong some are good) are from Will’s pinning perspective. Also do people realize Mike is clearly the more romantic/ emotional open of the 2 while Will is clearly the more emotionally closed off/aloof one? He loves Mike too- but he’s def less obvious about his feelings- based on how he behaves. Will rarely opens up to people (Mike being an exception). But, it’s never written that way (usually it’s the opposite).

2) as a gay women all the reductive stereotypes annoy me. it’s obvious when fic writers try to have the gay romance be modeled after het romance- and try to make one into the ‘girl’/ ‘guy’. Duffers don’t stereotype Mike or Will but a lot of fanfiction writers do in order to make the gay romance resemble a straight one more (canon character traits, be dammed). Please, stop pushing heterosexual dynamics on gay and lesbian couples and trying to make one “the girl” and “the guy”. It’s very offensive and innaccurate.

Because he’s taller and most people head canon him as bi they make Mike a jock (despite in canon having horrible aim and not being able to run as fast as the rest of the gang). And Will (since most see him as gay) is weak/ sucks at sports compared to mike...despite knowing how to use a bat, shoot a gun, and being able to tear castle byers apart with his bare hands . Also nothing in canon shows Will likes to wear makeup and dress in drag (but it’s a constant thing that i’ve heard come up or heard others mention). It would be fine if he wanted to express himself in such a way. And if it only came up in an occasional fic it wouldn’t be a big deal. But it’s such a common theme that comes up (despite no canon evidence) that in most cases it just screams ‘straight writers trying to make Will into “the girl”’. Not to mention the huge emphasis of their height difference (shows this too). It can get annoying calling him “short” & “petite” (a term used for women) when will isn’t even the shortest guy member- and now his actor is way taller than gaten (dustin) a bit taller (I think?) than caleb (Lucas) and barely shorter than finn (Mike’s actor). But writers even in future fics write him as short...ok? ya’ll really can’t let go of making Will “the girl.” Cause ya’ll incorrectly equate shortness to femminity. It’s tiring. Some writers straight up say he’s “pretty “, “feminine” or “looks like a girl” 🙄

3) it’s not byler if it’s unrequited- stop tagging it as such

4) more emphasis on Will’s passions(art, writing, horror movies). Maybe in his upbringing with Lonnie.And jon being a good bro to him. Will’s Mental health issues maybe ?

5) mike is a socially awkward, clumsy, unathletic, (caring) science/sci-fi /D&D loving nerd. In au whatever- but mike is not a bro-y jock, or a cool bad boy. 😂 plus , more writer mike would be nice to see

6) headcanon him all you want -but at this point it’s pretty obvious (to me at least) Mike never loved el,and was just lying/confused/ projecting Will on her. And El is/was also confused and never loved mike. so it would be nicer to see that instead of Mike just ‘falling out of love’ with her. Mike is gay. people say in s3 Will saying “a day free of girls” is gay coded but everyone ignores Mike in s3 saying “BOYS ONLY”. same energy. writers even threw in a telemarketing joke so Mike says in s3 “El? no. sorry not interested.” And Mike has more rainbow refs than Will. Boy is clearly gay not bi (way too much evidence to talk about here) . They even compare mileven to ted/karen who “never loved each other.” The writers make fun of mileven constantly and say over and over it’s not actually romantic - (if you choose to read just 1 link read this one and get with the program) . plus, most Bi dudes wouldn’t stop being attracted to a girl the more fem she gets (and only be attracted to her when she looks like a “guy”(specifically their guy friend).which yes the characters in s1 said over and over again that El looked like a “boy”/“will”. And then they have him Makeout with her while putting up a drawing of said male bff on the wall (cause now she looks less like him) and so he needs to look at said bro, to stomach the makeout seshes/ and in an effort to transfer said romantic feelings from guy friend to gf. Then push his gf’s hands off himself during the kisses- sing to stop kissing, and kiss to mostly show off how straight he is. And without said pic- not kiss back and just keep his eyes open and not reciprocate. Nor would they have Mike equate het romance to something he thinks he has to do as a part of growing up . Bi dudes consider falling for a girl as simply romance not a foreign idea that has to be done cause there’s no other option and that’s ‘just what old people do’. Mike claims el is the only girl he’s ever had feelings for - but like dustin said mileven is “bullshit “ (stancy parallel -where nancy was not in love but faking it). So mike’s never been into a girl and is also into Will... so...

7) it’s the 80s they can’t just be open/ have pda in public (you could have gotten k*lled or beaten severely.) And most of their friends/fam would not take it well initially. (I think jon, Karen , and steve/robin would take it well... but not most of the crew.) although they’d all prob come around eventually . -Takes me out of a fic to have such historical revisionism when everyone is just totally fine with byler and they’re out to the public/strangers.

but that’s just me. What about you guys?

#byler #byeler

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underlinedkasis · 4 years

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Unconscious Eyes [Shoto x Reader]

Unconscious Eyes

Shoto Todoroki x Impaired! Reader

You felt a smile tug at your lips when you saw the bobbing head of bicoloured hair. Todoroki was leaning against a street light, nodding off as he waited for you.

‘_So cute.’ _You thought to yourself. You then walked up to him and as he started to wake up, gave him a little peck on the cheek to jumpstart him. And it worked like a charm. Instantly, he was awake, returning the gesture like a gentleman. Giggling, you grabbed his hand and tugged him off to school.

Yanking open the door of 3-A with clumsy grace, you smiled at everyone in the class.

“Morning! We’re not late!” You declared. Usually, you and your boyfriend were barely on time if not a few minutes late thanks to you. Today however, you were right on time- if not a little early. After all, today was the day you were going back to your old hero mentors. All the third years had this day to visit and help their former mentors, taking the chance to also look back on their growth. Everyone was excited, but you were absolutely ecstatic to see Mirko again!

The Rabbit Hero had taught you so much and without her, your quirk use and ability wouldn’t be anywhere near what it was now. You were so happy just thinking about seeing—.

An audible gasp sounded across the room and everyone went silent. Worried, you tensed and braced yourself for something you not like. However, when you turned around and followed everyone’s stares, all you saw was a red Todoroki and the traces of a smile disappearing from his face. You looked around confused.

“Wait. What’d I miss?” You questioned.

After a small silence, Kaminari answered.

“Bro…..Todoroki..smiled?” His question seemed to pull everyone from their trances.

“No, not smiled! I-it was a full on grin?!”

“Yeah! He was beaming!”

“It looked as if his mouth would split because of his elation!” The room erupted in chatter. After a few seconds of ear-splitting jabbering, you were able to calm your giggles.

“WOAH! Everyone CALM DOWN!” You hollered. Your yell echoed out and luckily quieted down the room.

“Jeez. Have you people never seen a smile? Ya know, the thing where you lift the corners of your mouth? Plus, that smile wasn’t his.” You held up your connected hands and motioned to them. “It was mine. I was excited. Get it?” There were collective ‘ohs’ and some sighs of relief.

Chuckling sheepishly, you sneaked a glance at your annoyed boyfriend.

“Sorry Sho. I forgot my glove. Forgive me?” You pouted and made puppy eyes, pulling a reluctant sigh and nod from Shoto.

Your quirk, Link meant that you could form a physical, mental, or emotional connection with anyone you touch. A full mental connection was the most exhausting, so mostly you used an emotional connection. And of course, you sometimes did it unknowingly when you were feeling a particularly strong emotion. Like just now.

“It’s fine. Just put your glove on. And watch the pinky.” Shaking his head and trying to hide a smile, he went to his seat. Mirroring his grin, you slipped on a pair of black spandex gloves missing a finger sleeve and sat down as well.

When Aizawa finished his mini lecture on how screwed they’d be if they did anything stupid, it was time to leave. Pulling your sour boyfriend into a hug, you give him a peck on the lips and a giggle.

“Stop pouting. It’s three days. I’ll call and text alright? And I’ll be careful which Rumi-sensei probably won’t like, but..” You had smiled reassuringly and gave him a last kiss before pulling away.

You had meant every word, but when a deadly villain appeared and the time came, you couldn’t stop yourself from racing around the corner to confront the villain. So here you were, panting and grimacing from the pain pulsing through your body.

“Why are you doing this?!” You hollered half curious and half hoping someone would hear you.

“Because the world isn’t fair. So what’s the point in playing by the rules?” The figure you were fighting snarled. He hadn’t used his quirk yet but still managed to beat the crap out of you. You were bleeding, achy and scrambling to find an advantage, a tiny bit of leverage. And so, you did the stupidest thing you could think of.

You rushed towards the villain, reaching out your ungloved right hand. This was all you could do. Reach out and hope. But the action was desperate and stupid, and the villain knew too. He smirked before easily grabbing your outstretched hand and yanking it, throwing you off balance. When he drew a quick line across your arm as you collapsed to the ground, devastation and hopelessness were seen on your face, seemingly giving up. Anyone could tell you were tired, frustrated with feeling useless as you lay there. But of course, no one saw your wide smirk hidden by your curtain of bedraggled hair. Your hand had touched his. Your ungloved hand. And you could literally feel the smugness radiating off him at his apparent victory. Now all you had to do was transfer your injuries onto—.

You couldn’t give any other reaction then tense.

Everything was confusing, nothing made sense nothing made sense and you couldn-

“Y************/N! Are you okay? Y-Y-Y/N!”

Panicked, rambling, blurring and distorted EVERYTHING

You heard the tinny footsteps before red and white even slid into your bland view of the room. And when your eyes shifted, they couldn’t meet his.

You couldn’t see them. The true windows to his soul were gone in your eyes, covered by blurred edges of skin colour. You couldn’t see his fingers either, or the lines on his school uniform. No details. It was all just shapes and blurs. And as your eyes slid back up to his face, you caught an interruption in the never-ending skin when he talked.

“[Y/N]? I heard you were here. Are you alright? They wouldn’t tell me what happened.” Shoto breathed out as his eyes raked your figure and saw no life threatening wounds. He got worried for a second-

“I’m not alright..” He stiffened before whipping his eyes to yours, only to see your eyes not quite looking at his. Like they weren’t there. Like you couldn’t-

“I can barely see Shoto. I..” You sank your teeth into your lip, drawing blood in an instant. “I can’t see your eyes. Or your individual fingers. I can’t see your mouth moving when you talk and I just can’t see.”

You didn’t bother catching the blood dripping from your lip as you tried to decipher the boy’s reaction. And when you saw liquid plopping onto the cold marble, you realized you had tears streaming down your face.

“I-I can’t see. It h-happened because of t-the villains quirk. He’s dead so he c-can’t take it hic back..” Your shoulders were shaking as you tried to spout out logic to calm your quickly onsetting panic. It was as if saying the words set everything in stone, which was then proceeded to hit her right in the gut. The realization that her vision would never be normal again.

You desperately drew in air and exhaled shaky breaths to try and stop your quivering lips, only looking up to see your boyfriend when you calmed down. And the sight shook you.

His eyebrows were scrunched together tightly, looking almost painful, and his haunted eyes were filled with unshed tears but the thing that scared you the most, was the painful smile drawn across his face. The anguish was etched into his never-ending steel and blue eyes and sorrow tumbled from his face in tear form, but he had a smile on his face.

“..Shoto.”

“Sorry. It’s just..” He clenched his shirt in his hands. “First my father, then my mother, and even my brother who I didn’t know very well…there’s something wrong with all of them, and now it’s happened to you too. But.. do you see the common link? It’s me.****_ _I’m the reason my mother is in this same hospital, my brothers a villain because of my father, who wouldn’t have abused him as much if I’d sucked it up a little quicker, and now here you are, with _broken _eyes because I wasn’t there.” He chuckled shakily but his smile broke, exposing the guilt and trembling shoulders.

The room was silent for a few minutes, letting a heavy atmosphere sink further into the room.

“Sho. Your father was crooked. How could you have prevented something that happened before you even existed? Also, every kid deserves to be protected, right? And one of the reasons you hate your father is because you know what he did to you isn’t right to do to any young child, right?” You paused to actually let him reply, but quickly cut him off when he started to ramble.

“Yes, or no?” He sighed.

“Yes.”

“Alright, so if you think that, can you criticize a child for not being cold and cut off, and cutthroat? It’s not rational to expect that of a child. And the feeling of pain, the longing for simple happiness..” Your voice cracked. “It’s what you should’ve gotten. So it’s okay. It’s not you. It was never you.” You reached your arms out, enveloping him in a hug. You clung to each other, indescribable loving emotions taking place of old painful ones, hopefully to stay in their place for a long while.

“Ready?” You asked, facing away from your boyfriend.

“Yes.” He couldn’t lie when he said he was nervous, but gave you the thumbs up. Bracing yourself, you turned around and opened your eyes, letting him see your vision helpers in all their glory.

“[Y/N]? What did they do to your eyes?? Are they….” He trailed off at the sight of your blue and grey eyes, suspiciously matching with the bi-coloured boy.

“..You’re pranking me aren’t you?” He guessed in a flat tone, not giving away if he was even a little bit amused. You giggled anyway, cheering up the daunting atmosphere that had filled the room before.

A couple months ago after you and Shoto(but mostly you) cried out all your tears, the doctor came in and announced that they may have a way to improve you vision at least to a point of being able to see the words on the classroom chalkboard from the second row. Now you were here, trying on the lenses Mei had worked obsessively on.

As you pulled out the coloured contacts you had in, you grabbed the screened glasses you flipped onto your head and pulled them back down. Breathing in deeply, you opened your eyes and slid your eyes to meet his.

His endless pools of aquamarine and silver, shining with the smallest sliver of hope.

“..Hey.” You whispered. “Hi. Hey. Oh god. Uh—Your hair looks as gorgeous as ever. A-And don’t get me started on your eyes. Also, what is wrong with your fashion sense? You look like a hippie.” You let out a watery chuckle. You couldn’t stop talking, couldn’t keep the words from flowing out. You rambled on about everything; every little detail down to couple strands of hair resting over his eyes.

When you finally stopped to take in a breath, you were hit with the most breathtaking sight of all. The tired boy had the biggest grin, brimming with raw joy and pure exhilaration. It dazzled you; and you remembered. Seeing the little quirk of his eyebrow when something annoyed him, the adorable dazed blankness in class, the corner of his mouth lifting ever so slightly whenever you did something ridiculous.

You remembered his love.

And you were so thankful.

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....In case you haven’t noticed, schedule’s are dead to me. But hello, whoever is reading this! Thank you so much, and I hope you enjoyed! Have a great day!

-Kasis<3

#bnha #x reader #bnha x reader #shoto #shoto todoroki #angst #shoto x reader #todoroki #todoroki x reader #disabled reader #impaired reader #bnha boys #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #fanfic #fanfiction

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therainroguefanfiction · 4 years

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🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 023 [Sports Festival?]

📑 Table of Contents | ◂Backward

Word Count: 2,750

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〈“Are you gonna die today or make it out alive? You gotta conquer the monster in your head and then you’ll fly. Fly, phoenix, fly. It’s time for a new empire.” Solence, “Phoenix”〉

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“Aizawa-sensei, what are you doing here?!” The class chorused.

As soon as I saw him, I jumped from my seat and rushed to his side, lowering my voice. “Oi, Shuota. Are you okay to be here like this?”

“Woah, what a pro.”

“Aizawa-sensei, I’m glad you’re okay!”

I glared at Iida. “Does he fucking look okay to you, you twat?”

“H-How dare you refer to me as such a thing!”

“My well-being is irrelevant,” Aizawa commented dryly as he made his way to the podium at the front of the room, me close behind. “What’s more important is that your fight isn’t over yet.”

“Our fight?”

“Don’t tell me…”

“Not more bad guys!”

“The U.A. sports festival is about to start,” he announced.

I sweatdropped. Man, he really likes to be dramatic with these announcements, don’t he? What is this sports festival anyway?

“Why would you scare us like that?!” The class chorused again.

“Let’s go kick some ass!” Kirishima cheered.

“Is it really such a good idea to hold the sports festival so soon after the villains snuck in?” Punk questioned.

“They could attack once we’re all in the same place!”

“Apparently, the administration thinks this is a good way to show that the threat has been handled and our school is safer than ever,” Aizawa explained. “Plus, they’re beefing up security compared to past years. This event is a huge opportunity for all students at U.A. It’s not something we can cancel because of a few villains.”

“Umm, I’m sorry, but why not? It’s just the sports festival!” Mineta complained.

“Huh?” Izuku turned around in his seat. “Mineta, don’t you know how important this competition is?”

I don’t. For once, I’m hoping he goes on one of his ‘too much information’ muttering sprees because I’m feckin’ lost.

“Of course I do! I just don’t want to get murdered!”

I scoffed. “If you’re scared of getting killed, you’re in the wrong line of work, kid.”

“Why are you so mean to me?!”

“Because I hate you,”

“Ouch…” Sparky muttered.

“Our sports festival is one of the most-watched events in the entire world. In the past, everyone obsessed over the Olympic games, but then quirks started appearing. Now, the Olympics have been drastically reduced in terms of scale and viewership. For anyone that cares about competition, there’s only one tournament that matters – the U.A. sports festival.”

“That’s right,” Momo added. “And top heroes everywhere will be watching! This is where you get scouted!”

“Sure, unless you’re dead.”

God, this kid is annoying as fuck.

“She’s right!” Sparky grinned. “After graduating, a lot of people join pro agencies as a sidekick!”

A fucking sidekick, really? Isn’t that just a glorified coffee grabber? Fuck that shit.

“Yeah, but that’s as far as some people go. They miss their chance to go Indie and stay eternal sidekicks. Actually, that’s probably where you’re headed. You’re kinda dumb.” Punk deadpanned at him.

“Brutal,” I grinned at her. “I like your style.”

She smiled back.

“It’s true that joining a famous hero agency can garner you greater experience and popularity and that’s why the festival matters. If you wanna go pro one day, then this event could open a path for you. One chance a year, three chances a lifetime. No aspiring hero can afford to miss this festival. That means you better not slack off on your training.”

“Yes, sir!”

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The bell for lunch finally rang.

“That villain stuff sucks, sure, but I’m pumped for these games!”

“If we put on a good show, we’re basically on the road to being pros!”

“Yeah! This is why I’m even here in the first place!”

“We get so few chances, we have to make the most of this.”

I tuned out the excited chatter of the others, scratching my cheek. I don’t really have any interest in going pro. The only reason I’m here, to begin with, is because of that stupid deal Nezu made with the commissioner. Sports have never really been my thing, either. I’m more of the type to sit on my ass munching on tacos, downing Dr. Pepper, and playing a racing game.

“Everyone, I’m gonna do my best!”

I raised a brow at Ochaco. The hell’s gotten into her? What’s with that aura?

She snapped her head to the side. “I said, I’m gonna do my best!”

I sweatdropped at her intense expression. Girl, calm thyself.

“You okay?” Kirishima asked in concern. “You kinda look like you’re losin’ it…”

I second that.

“And once more for the kids in the back! I say I’m gonna do my best!”

I sighed, stepping out of the classroom and toward the cafeteria. Everyone is getting so fired up for this shit, I really don’t get it. And I still don’t even know what the sports festival is. Like, are we gonna play some American football then a round of soccer? Oh god, what if they make us play golf? I refuse to acknowledge that boring shit as a sport.

I noticed Peppermint a few feet in front of me. Hmm, I guess it couldn’t hurt to ask him. Stuffing my hands into my pockets, I picked up my pace. “Oi, Peppermint.”

He paused, glaring over his shoulder at me. “My name is Shouto Todoroki.”

“That. Right,” I stopped beside him. “Tell me what the sports festival is.”

His eyes scanned my face, looking confused. “You were standing beside Aizawa-sensei when he explained it.”

“Okay, like I get that it’s this super important event to get scouted and everyone watches, whatever. But what is it? Are we gonna have a fucking tennis tournament? Shooting some hoops, maybe a game of HORSE? Just please don’t say golf. Table tennis is a better alternative. Not much movement there. Why the fuck are you laughing at me?”

He covered his mouth, shoulders shaking as his voice filled with amusement. “Sorry, I’m just surprised. You really don’t know?”

“Obviously fucking not if I’m here askin’ you,” I scowled. “Forget it, I’ll go find Izuku.” I turned to walk away, but his fingers gently wrapped around my wrist, stopping me in place.

“No, I… I’ll explain.” He looked away, quickly removing his hand. “The U.A. sports festival is an annual tournament for all students, divided by grade. Different events are chosen in which students must overcome in order to advance. The events are chosen at random and are different every year. Last year, the events were a scavenger hunt, capture the flag, and then a foam sword fighting match.”

“Che. ‘Sports’, my fucking ass.”

“I’m surprised that you don’t know about it. I thought everyone knew… Even if you don’t watch it, it’s hard to avoid because of how popular it is.”

A bead of sweat rolled down my cheek as he regarded me curiously.

“Young Jen!” Toshi stuck his head around the corner, holding up a lunchbox wrapped in a light blue cloth with white bunny heads.

I deadpanned. “Ain’t you too old to be carrying somethin’ like that?”

He waved his free hand, smile not faltering. “Come eat lunch with me~”

“Geez, you’re a glorified kid. Thanks for -” I stopped short when I saw the hostile look on Todoroki’s face as he stared at the ground. Without a word, he turned and continued down the hall. Is he fucking bi-polar or what?

“Young Jen?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m comin’,” With a sigh, I followed the large man down the hallway toward one of the teacher’s lounges.

“Head on to the lounge. I’m going to go get young Midoriya and I’ll be right there!” He patted my shoulder before taking off down the hall. I entered the lounge, plopping down onto the green sofa. Three cups sat on the table next to the boiling pot. Toshi returned a few minutes later with Izuku, who chose to sit on the stool across from us.

Toshi popped out of his muscle form and sat beside me, pouring hot water into the teapot. “I thought I’d let you both know that my time has been shortened to fifty minutes.”

“Only fifty minutes?” Izuku echoed in disbelief.

“Yeah, that’s about how long I can use my power now. I overdid it too many times. That Nomu was a real tough customer. He took a lot out of me. At this point, I can barely even look like All Might for an hour and a half.”

“I’m so sorry, I should’ve just…”

Toshi started laughing loudly, blood spurting from his mouth. He is so fucking lucky he turned his head away from me. “You don’t need to apologize for anything! Man, we are alike, you and me.” He poured the tea into the three cups, setting one in front of Izuku and one in front of me. “Have some tea,”

“Thanks…”

“I brought the two of you here to talk about the festival. The problem is that you,” he pointed to Izuku. “Can’t fully control One for All yet. And you,” he moved his finger to me. “Can’t fully control Infernal Blaze, either. So then, what do you two plan to do?”

What do I plan to do? When have I ever planned anything ahead before I did it.

Izuku was thoughtful for a moment. “Wait, I did once! When I landed a smash on that brain villain, there was no backlash at all!”

Wasn’t that just because of his absorption, though?

“Oh, that’s right, you did mention that. What was different about that smash?”

“Let’s see… we were facing real villains and I didn’t have much time to think, but maybe that’s part of it since I knew that this wasn’t just more training…” he clenched his fists. “This was the very first time… ever that I used my power against a person.”

“Hmm,” Toshi gripped his chin in thought. “Sounds like you succeeded at sub-consciously putting on the brakes so you wouldn’t kill anyone… Hey, that’s some kind of progress, at least. Tea’s getting cold.”

“Oh right, thank you.” Izuku picked up his cup but didn’t drink from it. Bitch, why pick it up?

Toshi glanced at me and I met his gaze with a blank expression. “I hate hot tea, bro.”

“Huh?!” He jumped up, blood spurting from his mouth. I jumped off the couch, lip curling up in disgust just as blood splattered where I had been sitting. “But… all those times I made you tea… you never said anything about hating it!”

“I was trying to be polite.” I scoffed, plopping onto the floor beside Izuku’s stool.

“Wait, is that why my plant died?!”

“No, I drank the tea after it cooled off.”

“Oh…”

“The plant died because your curry was too fucking spicy.”

“Young Jen!”

“What? I don’t like spicy shit.”

“You should’ve told me,” he sighed, slapping his hand to his forehead as he walked over to the window. He was quiet for a moment before speaking up again. “To be frank, I don’t have much time left as the symbol of peace. Soon, I’ll have to put that title to bed.”

“No way…”

“And some villains out there are starting to notice that. Someone has to step up and keep the people safe.” Izuku stood up at these words. Toshi turned around, holding his hand out. “I gave you my power for one reason – because you will be the hero that takes my place! Do you still feel the same way you did when we met? Do you still want to be a hero?”

“Yes!”

“Excellent! Time has come for you to prove it. This sports festival… it’s something that the pros, no… the entire country will be watching very closely! I want you to think of this sports festival as your debut! You are the fletching symbol of peace! The next All Might! Izuku Midoriya… I want you to introduce yourself to the world and proudly say, ‘I am here!'”

“But, All Might, that’s your catchphrase… besides, what can I do?”

“You know how the sports festival is set up, right?” He headed back to the couch, plopping down beside the blood.

“Well yeah, of course. Students are separated by class year and then the support, business, general studies, and hero courses all fight against each other in a bunch of preliminary trials. Whoever makes it through the initial games face off in the finals. It’s basically a big round-robin tournament.”

Hmm, so it’s basically every man for himself? Great, more effort.

“Right! Meaning you’ll have plenty of opportunities to sell yourself!”

“I guess…”

His lackluster response made Toshi fall back hard against the couch, tipping it over.

“I’m sorry! I mean, what you’re saying is absolutely correct, All Might!”

I stepped around the couch, raising a brow at him. “You dead, bro?”

Izuku started to mutter to himself and we exchanged a look. “But, honestly, it’s kind of hard to get excited about this after everything that just happened at the USJ. Plus I’ve already got the world’s greatest hero teaching me so the festival probably isn’t my only hope of getting scouted by an agency. And besides, I don’t know if I can stand out right now considering I did so horribly on the fitness tests and can’t control One for All very well.”

“Man, nobody is better at spouting word vomit than you, kid!” Toshi spoke up.

I scratched my cheek. “Maybe he’ll get lucky and one of the events will be talking circles around your opponent.”

“I doubt it,”

“Uh, hey, are you okay?” Izuku peered over the fallen couch.

“Some heroes always aim for the top while others happily settle. The difference between those two mindsets has a big impact on how far you go in the real world. I understand how you feel, and I may even be projecting a bit of myself onto you -”

There’s no ‘may’ to it, you definitely are, chief.

“However, I hope you haven’t forgotten the emotions you felt back on the beach during our training.”

“I haven’t!”

“Good,”

The bell rang to signal the end of lunch.

“Fuck, I didn’t get food!” I cried, kicking the wall.

“We should get back to class…” Izuku stood up, glancing at me.

“Go without me,” I muttered.

“A-Are you sure?”

I narrowed my eyes at him and he nodded, rushing out of the room. Toshi held his arm up and I sighed, moving to stand between the couch and the coffee table. I grabbed his hand, putting my foot on the bottom of the couch. In one swift movement, I got the couch upright with Toshi sitting atop it.

“Thank you,”

I grunted.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Look, I ain’t sayin’ you’re wrong or anything, but maybe ease up on the kid a bit? I know he’s your successor and has this all-powerful quirk, but… he’s still just a fifteen-year-old boy, ya know? You just put a shit ton of pressure on that kid, and he’s already a nervous wreck, to begin with.” I shrugged, heading for the door. “Just some food for thought,”

Instead of heading to class, I made a beeline for the deserted cafeteria.

Lunch-Rush held up a hand in greeting when he noticed me approaching. “Shouldn’t you be in class, Winchester-san?”

“Should be, but Toshi needed to speak with me so I missed lunch. I didn’t eat this morning either, so I’m fucking starving. I could eat a feckin’ cow right now.”

He sighed, shaking his head. “Have a seat,” I did as he asked, choosing the table closest to the front. He appeared a few minutes later, holding a tray high enough that I couldn’t see what was on it. “You really should stop skipping breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day and provides you with essential nutrients a student needs in order to fully take in the lessons that they are taught.”

“Even when I do eat, it’s usually just sugary cereal or leftovers from the night before. Not exactly a nutritious meal.” I commented, leaning back in the chair.

“Honestly, child…” he shook his head.

“I know, I know.” I grinned. “I’m just too awesome for words, Lunc – ow!”

He smacked the back of my head lightly, setting the tray down in front of me. “Hurry up and eat so you can get back to class and learn.”

“Lunch-Rush…” My eyes sparkled, filling with tears. “You made me tacos! I fucking love you, man!”

He chuckled as he headed back into the kitchen to finish cleaning up.

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This is long and rambly and goes nowhere in particular. It has to do with all of my life experiences between my teens and 20s being framed as negatives by the public (but especially by nongeeky women and normie men) when either they were neutrals or even positives. What person actually feels BAD about having had a rockin social life? Or a good career path when they were younger? Or frames these things as something done to them that was a negative? Me, that's who, and I feel like the broader culture- and aspects of the privilege conversation - forced it.

To start, I dated *so many guys* as an emotionally hungry desperate teenager left to my own devices without any adults around and without any access to the world otherwise, and at one point I was constantly in a new relationship, but the broader culture was actually becoming more and more conservative.

And I discovered that my "number" with men mattered to all people but kinky women and younger less hung up men. If I felt good or even neutral about my past in any way then it made other women feel bad. The only way to frame my life that didn't commit the grave moral sin of making even one other woman feel bad, was to find ways to frame myself as a victim.

Which I absolutely wasn't, with regard to anyone perhaps but my mother who left me to myself. Lots of stuff could have happened, but didn't. (And then there's the idea that you're privileged if you've never been sexually harassed on the job or sexually assaulted by men, which is fine because fuck yes I'm more privileged in that regard than most women I know, and this would not be a problem if we weren't also told out of the other side of much of the left's mouth that being privileged makes you bad.)

My number mattered to many LGBTQ women just as much as it did to traditionalist men. It matters to women who didn't have a dating history who are jealous/resentful, so my history - as painful as it was, as rooted in a fucked up space as it was - could also be framed as privilege.

(Painful doesn't mean I conceptualize myself as a victim in my life narrative.)

Up until my 40s, my entire sexual history was handled by almost every fucking person around me in terms of *how it made other people feel.*

It's tbh only people who were directly okay with sexual experimentation as a concept, and were really really secure in their own sexuality, that were okay with my past.

The female lgbtq culture was often almost as traditionalist around female sexuality as the mainline conservative male dominated culture, nobody cared that I'd gone years at a time single as an adult and couldn't hack adult dating.

Teenage narrative is treated like it's the only time you'll ever learn anything new, and for Gen X and later LGBTQ people, it's treated as the only narrative that counts with regard to sexuality, whatever happened as a teenager is treated as something you can't ever undo, and women are just as policed around "experimenting" by other women (even some bi women) as they are by men. As if people never come out LGBTQ after marriage. Which is a narrative that was still semi acceptable as long as I could still frame myself as "having failed at a good traditionalist marriage i entered into as a virgin," but weirdly, having *dated* lots of guys in my teens, wasn't accepted.

And yes this was also a problem even with many bi women, unless I was dating in sex positive spaces. Most people around me had internalized ideas about how much sex women are allowed to have, and around women and attention-seeking (this is another post it's a lot to unpack), and around demonizing women who are attractive to men. And even in LGBTQ culture some women may still have internalized jealousy/competition stuff, and resent other women (while simultaneously wanting to date them, which is a fucked up dynamic.)

People were only okay with my history as long as I framed it as some kind of horrible loss of agency (but for me to do so would involve lying or omitting). It's only in my 40s that the culture has given me permission to own my entire history and permission to feel okay about it.

Because, know what?

YES I fucking made out up and down Mulholland Drive and all up and down Pacific Coast Highway between 1989 and 1994, AND I WON'T FEEL BAD ABOUT IT. I made out all over the 818, the 213, and the 310. I made out stuck in traffic on the 405 and the 101. And when I left Los Angeles, somehow, the wild ride stopped, and I'll never be sure if it's because I got serious about life and slowed my roll (it's at the same time that I started taking my career seriously - it was expected - now every partner had to be the love of my life, which is when shit started to really suck) or if Angelenos just make out more than NorCal people do.

Or if my move was in fact part of reinventing myself as a Serious Adult, which it definitely was. And who I wanted to date while young and broke and under my mom's roof was very different from what I wanted as someone with my own money and my own space. I was 20 when I finally really got serious about my life, and 22 when I began a career and moved out. This is based on a narrative around work and independence that is probably alien to many Millennials and Gen Z for good reasons that should be attacked as part of broad structural inequality instead of defended as some sort of ideal.

And privilege conversation gets brought up too because my dating a lot and making out/having sex as a teen and young adult often gets unpacked that way by other people, even though dating became a difficult shit show once I got a career and got serious about my life, which happened while some of my female friends were still dating. "Well, LAH DEE DAH, nobody finds ME attractive" is how my long-ago dating history was handled by other women.

(By the way, I stopped operating the same way after I left LA, all of that came to an end.)

Framing myself as a complete failure in the social department became an inauthentic way I was living and felt like the only way I could represent myself to, ironically, not be hated by people who felt bad about themselves.

Even my mom forced this shit on me in a really gaslighty way.

"If you feel good about your past experiences, it means you're a slut. You're not a slut, because I didn't raise you to be a slut."

Actually, mom, you barely raised me at all, that was my dad, until 14 when it was myself, but ding ding ding thanks for playing.

And the broader culture judged my social life and my past based upon whether or not it resembled that of the "popular people." I had a full, very active social life, it was just largely with people I met in BBS and tabletop gaming culture and later with LGBTQ people, and somehow that didn't count.

There was a narrative that geek culture and subculture spaces were "the loser's club," something you fell into because you didn't fit in. Just as you still counted as socially awkward if many of your friends were from other cultures, weren't white, weren't "normies," or were LGBTQ. There was no narrative around what you had to fit in with actually not speaking for a majority of people, so somebody with 50 friends and active professional networks who was having all the relationships and sex they could possibly desire to have (not me, but I knew people like this) was still somehow a loser who must be somehow terminally broken. And even more, there was a narrative that computer jobs were for people that were too weird to do anything else, and as a woman, it meant I was too awkward/unfeminine/ugly to do a social job (and then to feminists it meant I wanted male attention, which was also claimed by the most sexist dude bros, but not generally other nerds/geeks) or that my daddy got me the job (actually that last plus imposter syndrome IS why I left computers). Most of the things in my life that were positives were framed as negatives.

So for a long time, I walked around telling myself that I was a socially inept person who sucked at everything because all of my experiences and choices were framed as the product of a lack of agency.

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B99 and The Good Place

YES. THANK YOU!!!! I LOVE THE GOOD PLACE AND BROOKLYN 99 SO MUCH. AND NOBODY EVER WANTS TO TALK TO/WITH ME ABOUT TGP. I made my friend watch it with me just so I could talk about it with someone lol. Also because it's just a genuinely good show. (Next up I'm gonna make her finish iZombie with me too, haha.)SO! For B99Favorite Main Character:Its gotta be either Rosa or Jake. You know I'm in love with both Andy Samburg and Stephanie Beatriz. (especially Stephanie Beatriz, *dreamy sigh*)Fun fact! My favorite side character is Kevin. Whether it's in B99, The Good Place, or on the Thrilling Adventure Hour, I love the deadpan humor of Marc Evan Jackson. He is, after all, a naughty bitch ;p. Favorite Female Character:Oh, for sure this goes to Rosa Diaz. I love her so much and Stephanie Beatriz plays her to absolute perfection. it's so cool to be able to see such a badass lady cop on TV, who both plays to and subverts the typical Strong Silent Badass™ trope. Rosa is from a cooler world than any of us.OTP:I know it's a boring answer, but it's gotta be Jake and Amy. From the jump their relationship was built on mutual (if, admittedly at first, somewhat begrudging) respect and trust. They were friends, which is so rewarding to see. There have been couples like that on TV before, but usually it's all a lot of 'will they, wont they- which can be fun too if done right, like seasons 1 and 2 did -but it's refreshing to see it played in such a different way. Jake just straight up told her and didn't expect anything to come from it. He didn't pressure her to like him back and he didn't even hate on Teddy (until he got all weird and creepy in later seasons, and even then he was polite) while he was dating her. He respects her and treats her well and I will forever remember the scene where he tells everyone why/how he decided to propose to her, it was perfect and truely sweet. Jake and Amy make each other better. He helped her to loosen up a little and compromise without getting rid of her take- charge, eager-to-please attitude or her independance, and in turn she made him into a (slightly) more mature person. Amy helped turn Jake into a (somewhat) functional adult, but she didn't force him to lose his fun, childish side either. They genuinely care for each other in a way that you dont often get to see on TV between Het Couples. Like the episode where Amy takes the Sargent's exam and Jake says he always knew Amy would be his boss one day? HE RESPECTS HER SO MUCH. Almost any other sitcom would have Jake's arc for that episode be about him feeling insecure at the thought of his future wife being his boss, but B99 didn't and I love them for it. Their love is so sweet and believable. I even teared up a little during the wedding scene because I'm an absolute sap like that. I also really, really like the chemistry between Rosa and her potential new girlfriend Alicia (as played by the also amazingly beautiful and talented Gina Rodriguez.) They had immediate chemistry- which I'm huge on -and Alicia seems like a genuinely cool and sweet woman. Anyone who can make Rosa lose her composure in front of people she cares about has gotta be something special. I'm hoping in the next season NBC will let them bring Gina Rodriguez back and she and Rosa will become TV's gayest and most dynamic power couple. That would be pretty sweet. Sorry that this has turned into Rosa and Jake fest. But if it helps, Holt and Kevin are definitely couple goals too and I'm glad Kevin'sgetting so much more screen time. I agree with Jake: I also want them to be my two gay dads. Not that I dont love my dad, I'm just welcoming in the extra role models, lol. Lord k ow I probably need it.NoTP:I love that the show steered away from it, because I wasn't really much a fan of the Boyle/Diaz Dynamic of season 1. But, I do honestly love them as bros together. It's another trope the show subverts since Charles is the one who's super in touch with his emotions and helps out Rosa in her relationships when she has trouble expressing hers. I just... I really love relation/friendships built on trust and respect. It's my jam.Favorite Other Pairings:I know she's not your fave but I do like Gina and Rosa together, they have a fun, snarky vibe together and Gina does genuinely care for Rosa and respect her opinions, way more than she does with most other people. Except maybe Holt. Also Amy and Rosa. I love episodes where the two of them team up together. Basically, what I'm saying here is that I just want Rosa to date ALL the girls on the show, haha.Least Favorite Character:I hate to say it, but I want a huge fan of Pimento? Like, he was dangerous and rude and I know he went through a lot of trauma undercover, but dude needed some help, and I mean just that, really. He needs to be in therapy for his PTSD because it's affecting his relationships and his whole life.I'm not too big a fan of Hitchcock either, just because like... Okay, so, Scully is dumb and occasionally rude, but at least he tries to be nice most of the time and even tries to contribute; Hitchcock is... kind of a jerk most of the time? I know that's the point, but still... like, fix yourself my dude.Also, I do really love to hate The Vulture. He's insufferable, but his dynamic with the team and their hate for him is so much fun to watch. Of course when I say least favorite, I still like these characters, it's just that if I had to pick, it would be these three.Favorite Season/Episode:I actually really like this past season a lot. Like, so much happened! ROSA CAME OUT! JAKE AND AMY GOT MARRIED! HOLT AND KEVIN GOT QUALITY SCREEN TIME AS A COUPLE! It was pretty amazing.I love the episode where Rosa came out to her parents. It was so sweet ♡ and I think it's really important that it ended in such a medium place. Like, that happens to people sometimes other TV shows, sometimes parents dont either accept you wholeheartedly or kick you out and denounce you. Sometimes, you just get stuck in a crappy in between place (note: not deflection btw, my parents are cool with my identity, but I has happened to people I know and it sucks watching them try and get through it without sacrificing the relationship between them and their parent[s]). And we never get to see that because TV likes to focus on the extremes. And Rosa found out that you can find your own family if you need too. Which, as you know, I am always up for in my media. Found family tropes for everyone!Who Would I Date:I mean... look how many times the words Jake and Rosa have come up in this post. In your heart of hearts you know the answer to this question.Rosa (whom I have to separate from her actress because I love them both, and for different reasons) would be a little hard to date for me, just because she's so closed off and sometimes ya girl needs some validation of affection. But she's so...so cool. She does the right thing, even if she'd rather hit the problem in the face with an axe, and I know she's a police officer but it still counts, damnit. She has all these layers to her, like the dancing and the gymnastics and stuff. She doesn't reject traditional femininity, it just doesn't appeal to her. Also I bet she'd make anyone feel hella safe. She's... honestly the best word I can come up with right now is dreamy. Rosa Diaz is a Dreamboat with a capital D, and I'm sorry, but if you dont think so you're wrong.Jake is kind of the polar opposite. The only thing I would see becoming a hypothetical issue in the hypothetical relationship is that I can also be immature and messy and garbage at being an adult. We'd be too similar and it wouldn't help anyone, unlike with Jake and Amy. But he's so sweet and caring and funny. He's a genuinely great guy who respects everyone who deserves it, and sometimes even people who don't. Plus he's definitely a good cuddler and I like being the big spoon, so that would work out well for us.----------------------As for The Good Place:(WARNING! Spoilers for The Good Place are below, so if you're asking me but haven't seen it yet, I highly recommend skipping this until you do watch it, because I don't want to spoil anything for you. It's that good.Favorite Main Character:How, actually, do you choose on this? How?!? I love them all so much, truly. Chidi is a nervous smol (though also very tol) beanpole. Eleanor is always a Mood™ and she shows so much growth over the course of just 2 seasons (same with Michael, but that'smore over the course of 1 season. I'llgive him a pass though because it was entertaining as hell when he finally realized the concept of mortality). Jason became so much more lovable and sweet in season 2. Janet is my favorite omniscient NonBinary robot ever. And Tahani is, to quote Eleanor directly, "A sexy, tan rapunzel. The dream." Plus, she really knows how to go all out with something, which is fun. I loved how into her role as Rhonda Mumps she got. Plus, watching her tell off her parents was so good.I think I'm gonna have to go with Either Chidi Eleanor or Janet. That's as much as I can narrow it down though, because I am weak.Favorite Female Character: Well, since Janet is not a girl, but instead- as mentioned above -an omniscient NonBinary robot person, I'll go with Eleanor. I think I just really relate to her character. Which means I should probably shape up my life, lol. But it's so nice to see a smart, funny, unladylike and kinda sleazy character, who ultimately has that heart of gold and a desire for self-improvement played like this by a woman as a main character. She's like the likeable, morally gray sidekick in so many romcoms, but she gets to be the focus for once. I dig it. Also, I tend to flock towards bi-coded characters. Have you seen Eleanor's collection of flannels (Janet could literally get her anything to wear, but mah girl craves that bi aesthetic)? Any of her interactions with Tahani? That girl is bi af, if not pan. OTP:Oh, for sure it's Teleanor (Elhani?). Like, the chemistry between Jameela Jamil and Kristen Bell is so thick. They're so good together! And I swear if I dont get a flashback to attempt #218 at some point I will cry. 2nd OTP is Chidi/Eleanor because a) they're super cute together, B) they make each other better, and C) LOOK MA, ITS AN INTERRACIAL COUPLE AS THE MAIN FOCUS OF A SITCOM WHERE THE POC IS A DUDE! I've heard tell of it in legends but never seen it before in real life! I joke, but seriously, it is neat to see.Runner up: J² (aka Janet & Jason). What can I say? I'm a sucker for cute, oddball couples who shouldn't work but ultimately do.NoTP:I wasn't very keen on Tahani/Jason. Like, it was a fun distraction, and it did lead to the scene where Tahani tells her parents she ate a cheeto, and it also gave us some much needed Janet screen time/character arc stuff, but they just didn't work for me as a couple. I think, though, that that was kind of the point? Like, they needed to make that mutual mistake together so they could get to where they needed to be. Jason grew up a bit and learned to problem solve and Tahani gained confidence and the personal growth she needed to tell off her douchey parents.Favorite Other Pairings: Is it weird to say Shawn/Michael? I feel like it is, but I would still read it. Also maybe Janet/Eleanor. That could be fun.Least Favorite Character:This is slightly less tough than the questions above, but if it came down to it and I had to pick, I'd probably say it's pretty much just amounts to a few of the characters that the show designed for me to hate.Figuratively, everyone in Tahani's family is a garbage human being. And not in like, the fun, likeable way that say Eleanor or Jason were 'garbage people,' but in the awful, 'I would gladly punch you in the face' kind of way instead. Same goes for Eleanor's parents and her roommates (Though the one who remained her friend after she switched up everything in the season finale was okish in S2, what little I saw of her). It's super weird, but I actually do like the demons for the most part. Shawn is amazing to watch, which I, in large part, chalk up to Marc Evan Jackson's performance. And I even liked Vicky and Trevor, in that same, The Vulture from B99 sort of way. So literal demons are more likeable than the characters mentioned above, which should tell you something.Favorite Season/Episode:Season 1 was amazing and that first Cliffhanger twist was wild and awesome and I didn't figure it out until about 30 seconds before Eleanor did because it was so good, but it wasn't just a twist for the sake of it either, like, the season was built around it and makes sense with it, which is really cool to see in a sitcom. HOWEVER, all things being equal and with that said, Season 2 was EVEN BETTER SOMEHOW?!?! they ditched the formula and changed it all up! It's a sitcom! They never do that! And they only spent like what, 1 to 2ish episodes replaying the new attempts? And they focused on some of the Bad Place characters too while they were doing it, so it didn't get boring. That could have so easily happened too, if it hadn't been handled as well as it was by the writers. But it was handled well and they kept changing things up and giving us more info on the characters lives and their deaths and all that good juicy character development stuff I love so much and it was so, so worth watching.Episode wise, season two had my favorite episodes too, starting with the big neighborhood-ending party and all the way up to the finale (the episodes before then were also great, obviously, but that run towards the end had me captivated so thoroughly I almost called in sick to work to finish them, haha.)The stuff where they infiltrate The Bad Place was golden. If I had, had, had to pick a single episode... yeah, nope, I'm still not able to because it comes up a tie between the one where they leave the neighborhood behind or the finale. There was so much good character stuff, and lots of little found family type moments and Mindy even got a little bit of a reward at the end! (Side note: something deep inside of me loves Mindy St. Claire so much and wishes I could have more of her confidence and fuck it attitude). The demons were hilarious and Judge Gen was a delight to watch! This show is just so good, it makes me want to cry a little. Just a bit. I'm so excited for season 3!! Less than a month left yeah! ♡Who Would I Date:It would probably come down to either Janet, or Eleanor. Tahani has potential, but she's too...aristocratic to actually date for me, I think. Chidi would be an amazing partner, but I feel like we're both such anxious people that it would quickly become an unmanageable tornado of stress and bad decision making, lol.Janet would be cool because she's weird and fun and chipper and so sweet, plus she has all the knowledge in the universe which is neat. I do love a smart cookie. And with Janet since I'm more demi/ace-ish and since she doesn't have sex parts, that would take a weight off my mind I think. So check off 'would date a self-aware, omniscient robot' on my list of weird character traits.Eleanor would also be a good candidate too because she's relatively down to earth and laid back, as well as being fun and relatable and just... kind of a cool chick. Plus, I know deep down she actually does care about things and is a decent human being, which is sort of a must in a partner, lol. The only drawback is that we might make each other worse because we'd probably let each other get away with a lot, so it might be somewhat counterproductive to the point of the show, haha. ----------------------Thank you so much for asking these! And for letting me rant and rave over my two favorite sitcoms in what has, apparently, turned out to be a fucking essay on 'Things I love about Brooklyn 99 and The Good Place'. Sorry I got so verbose about it. I'm also sorry that I, as a person, always fail so completely at making choices and narrowing things down, lol. But this was fun! Hopefully you've seen TGP, I'd absolutely hate, hate, hate to spoil such an excellent and surprising show for someone. Assuming you have, I'm gonna run over and ask you about this one too. In fact consider this an open invitation: if you need someone to talk to about B99 or TGP, consider me your gal!

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iputthediscoindiscourse · 1 year

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I posted 38 times in 2022

That's 38 more posts than 2021!

18 posts created (47%)

20 posts reblogged (53%)

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I tagged 38 of my posts in 2022

#gabe.txt - 33 posts

#discourse - 17 posts

#answered - 12 posts

#anon - 11 posts

#religion - 6 posts

#hate messages - 2 posts

#ask game - 2 posts

#personal - 1 post

#a lot of you need to learn this when i post - 1 post

#marriage - 1 post

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#like it would save you a lot of your anger and shit

My Top Posts in 2022:

Another bi women used lesbianism to shock her parents instead of actually considering what she was attracted to :) and is now going on to suck and fuck and breed with men :)) and now a whole bunch of homophobes plus other lesbians will see this and their doubt about lesbianism will grow deeper :))) larping like a tra because you think lesbianism is a fucking haircut and then pulling right out of it with no apology, go fuck yourself homophobe

As I stated before in the other hate I got, the fact you sent this as an anon proves you are a pathetic coward who needs tons of therapy and help to actually be a functioning human.

Another bi women used lesbianism to shock her parents instead of actually considering what she was attracted to :)

You know when I told my mother I thought I was gay she made it about herself told me she knew i was a lesbian since I was a preteen cause of how I fangirled over Demi Lovato and Taylor Swift. Then admitted to outing me to my father, which explains why he would randomly call me a pervert and a pedophile because to him homosexuality equals pedophilia. Like actually from the time I was 20 to the time I was 23 I literally had no attraction to the male sex at all. Like it was most definitely a trauma response,but like I was a lesbian for like 3 ish years until I did that shroom trip and realized I was in love with a good friend of mine, who happens to be a male. Also fun fact my parents still think I am a lesbian because I haven't talked to them in a few years now sooo.

and is now going on to suck and fuck and breed with men :))

For how much anti-porn radfems say they are this screams like you are a regular porn watcher and adopted the extremely violent language in this media, and use it for people who you do not like. This statement also reduces me to a sex object, which again is antithetical to radical feminism.

and now a whole bunch of homophobes plus other lesbians will see this and their doubt about lesbianism will grow deeper :)))

How does me figuring out my sexuality and gender identity, harm others? You do realize I was in a high control environment until I was about 20 ish and then didn't have really any freedom until I came up to nyc earlier this year right? Like everyone is in the process of growing and finding oneself whether they want to believe it or not. The fact that hate has overcrowded your heart like this, makes me feel sorry for you. The fact you look at the world like this, screams you need some serious help and I hope to God you find it.

larping like a tra because you think lesbianism is a fucking haircut and then pulling right out of it with no apology

how am I like a TRA? Yeah I did have some sex dysphoria was a preteen, teenager and a little bit up til my early 20s, but most of it I worked through on shrooms so, I am just a gender conforming cisgendered bisexual woman. Nothing wrong with that!! Where tf did I say lesbian is a look? I said me being gnc was a cope, I didn't specify why. Which that stems from the fact my parents wanted a son, not a daughter and they bullied me and were rude and cruel to me over my sex, and I thought if I acted more masculine they would love me more. Well that backfired. Pulling out without an apology? what the fuck are you talking about bro?? how is my personal growth have anything to do with others??? Like I wanted to post a cute life update and you people just come for my throat; which proves why I am not the biggest fan of radfems anymore. Most of y'all are hateful bigots with complexes that obscure you from being kind or understanding. Which if you want women's liberation you need to be kind and understanding,which you are neither and I hope to god you find some goddamn peace cause you fucking need it.

go fuck yourself homophobe

How am I homophobic? Like anon you don't know me at all, like now to toot my own horn but there are some bloggers who orbit the same circles as us who know me irl and they will disagree with this statement a lot sooo lol

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sorry about the religious indoctrination get well soon!!!

You know I was raised in a culty environment and escaped it, right anon?

Like my parents literally held me against my will for almost a decade. Like from the time i was 11 to the time I was almost 20, i was watched 24/7, i had no rights or say in anything. Like my mother literally forced me to be affectionate (e.g. hug and kisses type of stuff) to church men or else she would threaten to make me homeless and cause of those incidences I actually cannot handle being in co-ed religious spaces cause of my ptsd. So I mostly hang out at more traditional mosques and shuls, or if it is co-ed and I need/want to go, I just ask a male friend to go with me for protection purposes. My mother also almost made me a childbride, was grooming me for it and tried to set me up with men that I could never be attracted to.

Like yeah religion has traumatized me a lot,but also through studying it in a secular institution, it has made me realize why and how I got into the mess that I was during my childhood. And now I spend my time creating a new type of theology that actually helps out others like myself. Cause honestly I love reading and learning more about how others interact with the divine, and it gives me hope and faith that my children will not suffer like I did.

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also its really frustrating that despite radical feminism being so misportrayed in the mainstream, many people on here wont take 2 seconds to think about what you mean by tradfem and automatically assume the worst caricatured sexist version possible. whereas i hve seen lots of content on here that technically follows under tradfem that centers on women setting standards and boundaries on the men they allow in their lives, refusing sexualization, enjoying traditionally female roles but the ones that are actually valuable work (childrearing, cooking, sewing etc.) not stupid pornified stuff. like does it suck that for centuries women were forced into those roles? duh! but there is also so much valuable female knowledge there, it is a sphere where women worked together and apart from men and i totally get not being interested in it but its sad to see it disregarded just bc of its origins. anyways sorry to rant in your inbox. i just really Felt ur post lol

Exactly!! Like it seems like tradfem seems to be a trigger word to them and it sends the worst to me. Like all I want is a good partner who will take care of me, and a house to turn into a home. Which is like very traditional, you know? I just want to serve the creator, and have a simple life, which shouldn't piss people off but I digress. Like I grew up with a stay at home mother, and that was a hot mess for many many reasons which is why I was very very hyper independent until recently. Like it was a trauma response and honestly I am too mentally ill to be that independent. Like I function better when being take care of by a lover. And honestly I cannot wait for the day I am married and am able to dotted on my future spouse and create a home full of love happiness and laughter with them.

whereas i hve seen lots of content on here that technically follows under tradfem that centers on women setting standards and boundaries on the men they allow in their lives, refusing sexualization, enjoying traditionally female roles but the ones that are actually valuable work (childrearing, cooking, sewing etc.) not stupid pornified stuff.

Like honestly, if you want me to get religious on main. In both Judaism and Islam, there is religious law that basically protects and gives women rights, which in the middle ages and up til recently in human history it was extremely progressive. Like in both religious, if you, the woman, are not sexually satisfied with your husband you can divorce him!! Along with that, in Islam, his money is your money, and he cannot touch your money if you decide to work; Judaism has similar protections. Which is partly why I like dating Jewish or Muslim men cause they seem to treat me better than secular non religious men. But I will say if I am not nearly as religious as them, they can become cunts so it is a double edged sword. But when it comes to like women's work I personally prefer childrearing and cooking way better than other stuff, like i plan to get more college degrees but it is just to give myself more credentials for my writing and cause the thought of being a children's librarian sounds so lovely. Because children's media is a special interest of mine and i love talking/studying it!! Also now that I think of it the fact they instantly think of the pornified shit just proves they are really into black and white thinking and probably have some shit they need to work out tbh.

like does it suck that for centuries women were forced into those roles? duh! but there is also so much valuable female knowledge there, it is a sphere where women worked together and apart from men and i totally get not being interested in it but its sad to see it disregarded just bc of its origins.

Exactly!! Like I would never want anyone to be forced to do anything they didn't want to. Like this world needs all kinds of wonderful personalities and people who specialize in all kinds of different work. Personally I just want to be a role model for children who come from the background I did to show them it gets better. While advocating for better rights for both children and women. Just because I want to be more traditional in my work doesn't make me bad or good. It is just a neutral quality you know. The only reason it so demonized by both males and radfems is because it is gendered as female. Which is straight up sexism imho.

anyways sorry to rant in your inbox. i just really Felt ur post lol

don't be sorry!! I loved reading this and glad someone else feels the same way dear!! Love and power to you <3

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just wanted to say i totally understand where ur coming from and wholeheartedly agree. idk about for you but for me coming to a middle ground has been much more psychologically healthy for me too which is great. sending love

Just wanted to say that I love you anonymous besite!! Honestly I have gotten to the age where idgaf about ideological purity anymore. Like during my late teens and early 20s that shit consumed me like a motherfucker but like now, don't care. Just gonna vibe,live my life and see where it takes me. Like honestly all this push back i am getting from radfems just proves the horseshoe theory on the tradfem to radfem line to be true like once you become so radical either right or left, you become extremely hateful and bigoted and loose all reasoning and rationalizing skills, which is evident by the shit in my mentions.

Like my religion degree actually taught me to question everything like are you truly studying religion if you are not having an existential crisis every once in a while during your studies?? so like if someone said they were tradfem i would not pile hate unto them, I would just keep asking questions to figure out if they are bigoted or not you know?

Also sending love back <33

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My #1 post of 2022

wow haven't touched this blog in almost 4 years and I have changed a lot since then. If anyone wants a life update:I graduated with my religion degree,i now live in nyc, and turns out i am actually bisexual and not a lesbian. when it comes to feminism if y'all want me to be honest i am in the middle of radfem and tradfem nowadays. i honestly am pretty traditional when it comes to a lot of certain ideals but I am also pretty radfemy when it comes to others. If anyone wants my contact info or any of my other tumblr blogs slide into my dms and i am happy to share soo lol

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lewiselder · 7 years

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the trainer at the gym

i moved to Austin, texas in june. for a job. the job is borning. i am boring. the job is more boring. (but it pays well) anyway. i had always heard folks from texas, or southern states in general, were a jolly people filled with pork belly and southern hospitality.

survey says: kinda. idk. i’ll tell you one thing - people in austin are certainly bold as fuck. not necessarily in a good way. important to note that austin is a heavily gentrified, hipster and young, swanky professional type crowd. probably not representative of all of texas, but nonetheless.

so there’s your context. oh and i have a disabled/deformed left arm. not like a cute one that rounds off just before the hand or at the elbow. my arm is short, twisted, backwards, with a claw like, 3 fingered hand hanging off the end. it is not something you see everyday. unless you’re me i guess. or my coworkers.

ANYWAY - i like to lift weights and i do so for between 2-3 hours 5-6 days a week. i joined a pretty fancy gym down here - a lifetime fitness to be exact. i pay 70 fuckin bucks a month for this health club. but, it has all the weights i need, 2 backetball courts, and is 24 hours - so i pay it.

there’s this one dude at the gym, i won’t say his name, but he’s a trainer. he offered to spot me while squatting a few times and i was honestly a little annoyed, but i appreciated the offer and i indeed needed a spotter for my heavier sets.

it became a sort of quasi gym friendship. you probably know the type. we would say wut up and engage in casual chit chat from time to time.

a couple weeks into our relationship this man comes up to me and starts talking. he starts talking about my arm. this i’m used to and it usually consists of some “wow ur so inspirational” type shit.

but nah

nuh-uh

this man

this

fucking

dude

this is what this dude says to me. this grown man with a job and a bi-weekly income and a mother, father, some type of transportation, a favorite food and a favorite color says to me.

he says: “have you ever considered just cutting that thing off?”

bruh lol

me: “wut”

him: “yeah like, chopping it off and getting a prosthetic or something”

me: “uh idk man that sounds....complicated (?? one of many words i could have used there)”

him: “oh man it’s probably not that complicated, technology is crazy now, they can do all kinds of stuff!”

me: “aw yeah that’s true man, but uh idk that would probably be expensive, plus it’s my arm, plus like...”

***now here’s where i made the mistake of trying to use a rational argument with this bloated crepe face ass instead of realizing anyone who has known you only a few weeks and casually suggests you chop a whole ass part of your body off is probably not the right person to use logic against***

crepe face ass: “NAH MAN, IT’S EASY - PLUS YOU’D BE SO MUCH MORE OF A BEAST! SERIOUSLY MAN LOOK INTO IT!” *eyes shimmering with childlike wonder of helping me become 1/6th robocop*

me: honestly idk what i said here, probably just more of like ‘but bro i don’t think that’s as easy as you’re making it seem’

crepe face ass: NAH BRO - YOU KNOW WUT, I’LL LOOK INTO IT FOR YOU! DON’T WORRY MAN I’LL LOOK INTO IT!

*****this is where the conversation effectively ended so that crepe face ass could presumably go google “ROBOT ARM” so i wouldn’t have to. what a weight off my back.

now i’m not sure but i’m pretty sure i could hear my soon to be bloody stump of an arm looking up at me like “so ur not gonna hit this mf huh?”

crepe face ass walks away - a soft smile on his face after a long 7 minutes of helping a poor crippled boy realize his robotic potential. i sit there on the bench, shocked, muscles slowly getting colder and stiffer. i think i messaged steve about it.

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so that’s more or less it. this real ass human being suggested i frankenstein my shit in hopes that apparently free, fully functional robotic prosthetic technology that, and i can’t emphasize this enough - does not fucking exist yet, will help me deadlift 45 extra pounds.

it felt weird. my arm is a part of my body. it’s the same arm my mom had to cope with, had to teach me how to tie my shoes with. it feels and aches and stretches and scratches and picks shit up and puts shit down and goes around your girls shoulder (i kid). and this dude was so quick, so quick, to just suggest i cut that mf right off. like it wasn’t part of me. like i wouldn’t feel it. like i wouldn’t have to know that the lower half of my arm was being processed down or put with whatever happens to other now unusable, discarded body parts. idk. that feels shitty to be dehumanized like that in such a blatant way.

woo - ok - that was long but we made it. this is the first installment. if you actually read this far i will venmo you 50 cents. anyway - that sucked. but. at least at the end of the day. i’m not a grown man. working at lifetime fitness. telling a 23 year old kid who is 1.5x my size to chop his arm off.

and then i left the gym and went home to my newly fat bank account. yuuugghhhh.

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wingedcreatorpirate-blog · 6 years

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HI WORLD

Hi I’m Theola Francesca C. Gumabay a ded asss long name that cannot fit a damn ¼ paper

You can call me AYLA, LAY and AY. this gon be a long ass introduction I’m a boring person so this would definitely be a 300 plus something but I’m gonna do my best to make this 500 by repeating memes lmao. I’m 21 lol Sike,! I’m kidding I’m #17 yu kno dis show hahahahahha

I’m gonna turn 18 this *clears throat* *mimics the the voice of the announcer for upcoming movies* THIS JULY, 18TH OF THE DAY 2018 A GURL WHO DOESN’T LIKE TO EAT VEGETABLES WILL TURN 18. *GOES BACK TO THE COUCH AND STARTS GIVING SOME self realization*which means I can go to jail, my grandma can’t baby me anymore, I Can make money but I’m too lazy, which also means I can’t get through all my freakiness to the adults anymore since I’m considered an adult I can��t play video games anymore. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO it can’t be I didn’t choose this adult life it chose me. LMAO but at age 16 I became very well exposed with drinking and smoking since dad does it and you know out of my curiosity I tried it all and it became a part of my youth please don’t judge no!. I can cook, bake and eat like a pig, well sometimes shhh happens. I just transferred here last year haha don’t need to tell where I came from * looks at everyone suspiciously* hmmmmm I’m kidding I came from CANADA sir. Jajaja I can play bass and guitar *STANDS up really proud* I can sing maybe I can dance..please don’t ask If I can DRAW because SQ_WEET BABY JESUS gave this love of art on me jajajajaj. PLease no PErSONAl question * raises An eyebrow in a jokingly way* please don’t ask my favorite Genre or artist cause damn you’re gonna be SHOOK I LOVE BANDS ANY BAND YOU CAN THINK OF. OH WAO AHAHHAHA * SLIPS THAT WAS LEGITNESS MEME* NOPE i LIKE PTV ,5SOS, THERE’S ALOT I SWEAR HAHAHAHHAHA I LOVE EDM AND RNB BOO! AGAIN FOR PETE SAKE! HAHAHA I’M BISEXUAL ALOT OF PEOPLE HAVE QUESTIONED ME “ YOU’RE BI BUT YOU HAVE BF” FIRST OF ALL. I’M A STRAUGHT FORWARD PERSON I TELL WHAT I WANT I DO WHAT I WANT LOL THAT’S WHY I GET INTO TROUBLE ALOT. NEVER HAVE I EVER TRIED DRUGS AND WHEN I SAY THAT BELIEVE ME. I PLAY GAMES LMAO HAHAHAH YOU KNOW IT YOU NAME IT AS WELL, BUT HERE’S A CAUTION I CANNOT PLAY A GAME WITHOUT MY MOUTH CHEWING ON SOMETHING, I STUDY ABOUT 5 HOURS A DAY AND PSSSHHH 4HRS AND 45 MINS IN THERE I BE ON INSTA AND TWITTER ACTING LIKE A THUG. I can say that I Love my family, AND MY PWIENDS AHJAAHAHAHAJAJA I LUV THEM SO MUCH T_T I DUN WANT ANYTHING BAD HAPPENING TO THEM THEY DESERVE OL DA LUB AHHAHAHAHA AND OFCOURSE I DO AS WELL. I HAVE A BF LMAO MY LIL BOO……..

I ACTUALLY HAVE A LOT OF GIRLCRUSHES AND IT’S SUCKS. I CANNOT DECIDE FOR MYSELF SO MY BROTHER SHOUT OUT TO RJAY AHAHHAHAHAHA HE MAKES SURE I’M ALL GOOD I’M CHOOSING THE RIGHT DECISION HAHAH THANK YOU SO MUCH BRO. AND TO MY BF AND DAD THAT SUPPORTS ME THROUGH ANYTHING THANK YOU FOR DEALING WITH ALL MY SHHH! I HAVE A SMOL FEET AHAHAHHA IT’S LIKE 4 AND ½ HAHAHAHA I LIKE ALOT OF THINGS BUT I’M BROKE AND CAN’T PROBABLY PULL EM OFF OR WHAT AHAHHAHA ANYWAYS. I’M A GRADUATIONG HUOEOEOE I’VE BEEN THROUGH ALOT AND I WANNA THANK MY NIBBA GOD THAT HE ALWAYS GUIDE ME. IHAVE A DOG HER NAME IS SASSY A LABRADOR\GOLDEN RETRIEVER SHE’S CUTE I KNO HAHAHA I REMEMBER HAVING A CAT AND MY CAT WHICH I NAMED “BAL” STAYED WITH ME FOR ALMOST A YEAR. OF COURSE WE HAD THE MOST AMAZING ROUTINE I TREATED HER LIKE A BABY ALONG WITH MY DOGGO AND ONE DAY SHE LEFT I THOUGHT SHE WANNA POOP ME BEING THE LAZY AND CLINGY AND IN A MISERABLE STATE OF THINKING AND SITUATION DIDN’T MIND HER FOR QUITE SOME TIME AND 6:00 PM PASSED AND SHE’S NOT YET HOME I STARTED PANICKING I CALLED MY DAD WHICH IS A REALLY IMPORTANT THINKING BUT MY DAD BEING MY DAD TOLD ME “ AYLA HANAPIN MO BAKA SHE’S OUTSIDE ANAK” AND THAT TIME MY FEET INVOLUNTARILY STOOD UP AND WALKED AND STARTED FINDING MY CAT IT’S ALMOST LATE AT THAT TIME SO I HAD TO REST ON 7/11 AND YOUR GIRL BEING HUNGRY ALL THE TIME FORGOT HER MONEY AND I STARVED EVENTHOUGH I WALKED LIKE SAINT PAUL TO NANCY’S YES. THIS WHERE IT ALL GET’S DRAMATIC. I SAT ON A BENCH SINCE SEVEN ELEVEN HAS THAT THINGY AND WAITED PATIENTLY SINCE THAT’S THE SECOND PLACE MY CAT WOULD GO TO, MY HEART STARTED POUNDING SO FAST MY HANDS SWEATING.. SHE NEVER CAME BACK.. IT BROKE INTO PIECES THAT I WILL NEVER SEE MY CAT AND WILL NEVER HEAR HER PURRS AGAIN. IT FELT LIKE MY WORLD JUST TORE… I SEE MY DOGGO SAD SINCE SHE DOESN’T HAVE ANYONE TO FIGHT WITH…… OKAY ENOUGH WITH THE DRAMA …….

I’m a trash ahahhahaha yes I can tell i’m a trash. Sometimes I just am filled with clouds of negativty and that’s when you know it’s me ayla…… by the way that’s all..

*becomes a vlogger making a QandA”

wassup goysdsgf hahaha it’s ayla yo girl with another video

numbah 1 in the bennging: i see myself as a worthless piece of trash lmao I’m kidding I see my self as suCCessfull doctor ayieee saving lives wao hahah helping others and since this generation is a total *how can I not swear that my teacher won’t report me* freaked up money means alot now so probably saving some money and buying important things *coughs*. YEAH IT’S REALLY important since my mom and dad borrowed some money since we had a problem with financial back then, they borrowed some money for their children’s future sake. along with that it’s really important since i spent almost half a hundred thousands to cope up with the subject books and the school tuition fee and etc...

numbah 2: it wasn’t the best at all since my first choice talaga *slips the beauty queen who kept on saying wait* wait hahahah wait eto na talaga hahahah was to be a lawyear or a digital designer but you know my hand just wrote a deadass stem it has a mind on it’s own. nut yeah everything is GOOD I SWEAR!

numbah thwee: I’m undecided but I’m rooting for pharmacy I might be taking that up in college and because I wanna experience making drugs (medicine) you know eventhough I’m freaked up I got goals!!!

numbah four: probably hacking hahahahaha and making an app where girls or boys would be notify where are their partner going and who they be flirting too.. i know it’s impossible but yeah ahha

LASTLY

CHER! WHAT DO YOU PREFER EMPERADOR OR GIN?

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defunctblogtobedeleted · 7 years

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8/26/17, 4:31pm - Some Kinda Closure

gonna actually try to write this time.

So I had no patients for tuesday, but my boss let me work during the day to cover the hours. What that meant is that I worked 18 hours straight on a day where I told my buddy Jwilli that he could stay at my place and that I’d want to take him out for karaoke. Couldn’t manage to take a nap and proceeded to have the longest fucking day of my life. Bustered out in bracket and got bummed out, went to hang out with Angie and convinced her to come out to karaoke with us. Smoked on the back patio of the bar with these randos (I fucking love greensboro sometimes), told a bunch of stupid jokes and bounced to this bar closer to my house with Josh, the queen I met last time. Turns out him and angie already knew each other. So I’m meeting a bunch of his friends (couldn’t possibly tell you any of their names now), get in this big hissyfit argument with this girl friend of his who said she was pansexual, and when I described myself as biflexible she said that it was disgusting and that I just wanted to get laid when I was drunk. All I could say was pretty much, yeah, i mean who doesn’t want to get laid when they’re drunk. Plus I don’t wanna tease gays by saying I’m really bi that’s not fair lol. She tried to convince me that since I felt some attraction to men sometimes that you might as well call it bi and I was like “well that’s silly that’s like everyone should just be pansexual then.” Idk the conversation didn’t end up with us fighting so that’s good. Luckily drunk me has that trollish charm that people can just slide anger off of lmfao. After we popped by Josh’s a sec we were gonna go to another party but Jack and Angie were tired, so I took them home and had some great drunk sex. That was the last I’d see of Angie. After this trip she ended up breaking things off a few days ago.

But things with her were a little wonky, yknow? Like she wasn’t too confident in her appearance and was always confused that I’d flirt and say things like “i’m not someone to lust after.” I guess she was kinda right, I wasn’t overly excited about her appearance as much as her personality, but it’s a shame. I had encouraged her to pick up this second job that was more like what she wanted to do with her life, she got it no problem, but got doubly busy so I’m assuming she just became too adulty and didn’t really have time for me. Or whatever it doesn’t really matter, it’s nice having someone break things off and not feel bad about it.

Between her telling me I’m sexy as fuck and all these gay guys hitting on me all the time I’m pretty confident in how I look again lol. Not overly confident, I still wanna cut all this silly gold hair off now and maybe tone up a bit but not enough that I actually care to do anything about it lmaooo.

So anyway, that weekend was the annual delta sig reunion. Really happy that my boss switched my shifts so that I could go. It was probably the best thing that could’ve happened to me. Getting to bro out with everyone and share music with Nic and talk about Kailey stuff with Tato and Dakota and drunkenly bro with everyone up on the rooftop was amazing. We got fucking plastered playing drinking games, it was incredible. Got some great pics, but ofc I don’t share my pics with anybody lol.

The catch with the alumni weekend though was that Kailey was coming to spend the day with Jacober on day 2. So at first I was the tiniest bit salty. She shows up at the pool party and acts like I don’t exist at first, of course. And she looks as incredible as ever. So I pour myself into drinking, play the pokemon drinking board game with everyone, catch up with everyone. Hung out in the sauna cooking myself and drinking it was excellent lmao. We ended up talking a bit and I found out she’s got a great new job lined up making twice as much money as me right out of college and is doing well, so that’s good.

The best way to describe our relationship now is that we’re strangers who happen to know each other very well. I like that description a lot.

There was this great moment where I’m like drunkenly sulking by the poolside and this fat chick that one of the younger brothers had brought walks up to me. She says “did you mean to dye your hair that color?” I say “yeah, I wanted it like yellowish gold.” and she just says “well it’d look better if you’d dye it lighter.” and I just say “well you’d look better if you lost some fucking weight.” bahahahaha. She got that it was just a rib and playfully kicked at me, but I was at That level of not giving a fuck from the whole ordeal. Took a great group pic and I laid around sunning in my supreme hat and Griff told me that “I looked like a rapper.” I think that means he thinks i’m cool, i took it as high praise lmao.

So we leave the lake house and I’m heading home with tato and dakota, Conner asks “where are jacober and kailey?” and I like mutter “well I don’t give a shit.” and he laughed and just says “hah I caught that.” So Dakota and Tato are like trying to get my feelings out of me because all I’ve said about anything is that and when tato had asked if I was gonna be ok with kailey being there I loudly and overexcitedly (intentionally in order to express my sarcasm) Oh yeah it’s fucking great. It’s hard to describe. I’m like feeling great and having a good time with everyone, but fading in and out of this state of like salty disdain with everything. And tato can clearly pick up on this, so he’s trying to cheer me up by talking to the uber driver.

The uber driver tells us about how he’s ubering to make some extra money to take care of his kids since a divorce, but that now he’s in this wonderful relationship with this girl that he loves. So tato’s like “see? Things get better.” So he starts asking about more details and like this guy’s story is nutty. His first wife leaves him, he starts dating this girl from high school who has a few daughters and after like a year of dating and living together one day she up and leaves and takes all of his shit and maxxes out a bunch of credit cards in his name. And even though they weren’t married the court rules in her favor that he has to pay for all of it. So that’s why he’s really ubering on the side. And the girl he loves works night shift and he works day shift AND they’re long distance so they don’t get to see OR talk to each other much. So i just come out of the uber shaking my head and joking like “damn, with a life like that when do you just like call it quits?” Like suicide isn’t funny i guess, but god damnnnn hahahahah.

So the three of us bro out in the dorm rooms we’re staying at, and I open up a little bit about feeling inadequate and about that time of my life being over and whatnot. And tato was just like “yeah well she was too young for you anyway.” So I hrmphed that, but I knew what he meant, because the split really was because that time of my life was just ending. So it led to this realization that a lot of my depression and feelings for kailey were all just tied up in this post-college doldrum nostalgia. Good to finally realize that that’s normal. College is cool, adulthood sucks, it’s nothing to sit and cry about. So that was part 1 of moving on.

We proceed to get drunk and high on the rooftop again that night. I’m flirting with this girl grace, we’re all hanging out topless (girls have bras on) playing this game piccolo and drinking. Kailey and Jacober and a few people are still hanging around. Her and Jacober kiss and I call out gayyyyyyyy and she gets all defensive saying how yeah it IS gay because she’s really happy. All I could think was that I’m glad she’s happy, but you’ve missed the joke lmao. Shrugged off that response. So later people are starting to drift off, and Kailey and I finally got a few words with her one on one while we smoked a joint together, but we didn’t really say much. She told me she didn’t like my hair either but I didn’t really give a fuck. She talked about how much she hated when people got in the way of her getting high and I thought about that girl I just broke things off with and how they really did sound exactly the same. Then have one of the best one on one talks with Jacober that I’ve ever had. We talked about our dads and life a little bit. I really fucking love that guy he’s so damn nice lmao. He goes to grab something for Kailey and like skips away and me and Kailey say at the same time “what a cuuuutey.” Then she looked at me almost frustrated like I was making fun of her until she saw that I was being genuine? Idk I was a little drunk and high who knows how reliable a narrator I really am, but this is how I remember it.

Then I’m hanging out with gus and his friend singing out frank ocean jams, until his friend starts crying about how his friend died. I say whoooo ok i’ve gotta go and tag along with jacober and kailey as we leave the roof. Don’t really remember talking about anything of importance, just said goodbye when we got to our rooms and said to have a good night. Like I said, strangers who know each other really well. But like all of it, her just being salty and negative reminded me that I was better off. So part 2 of moving on.

In the morning Dakota Tato Jack and I went to bojangles and joked about a bunch of shit before peaceing out. Really was a fucking great weekend.

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A long steak.

It was the end of April and fat girl season had just ended so it was time to get rid of the bbw and find an active tall sporty girl for the spring time. I never been much of a dating person but my friends insisted that i find someone to be with. I was constantly bugging them all the time and they said I needed a women in my life. I guess they were right since they were all married and I was the only one out the group that was still single. It’s not like I never dated I just had enough of the childish games plus I’m 36 how can i find someone at my age. I’m getting to old. But then again I’ve been seeing a lot of ads and commercial lately especially Friday night’s when I’m home alone.maybe it’s a sign I need to start looking.

I figure I’ll try the commercial Match.com that I keep seeing .

So that night I sign up it seem ok at first, you answer a bunch of questions then you see who like you. Or who you match with but then they want you to pay to see. I didn’t see the point of paying it seem like a scam.

So I went to another website pof.com plenty of fish… That was one hell of a experience same bull shit, different site. What made this one different is they had prostitutes and hookers on this site… But I figure why not keep searching at least I don’t have to pay to see who like me. So I finally started talking to a chick. The conversation was going real good until she broke the news. She text me one day…..

“Hey I gotta tell you something before we go any further”…

My mind started wondering what the hell could she be wanting to tell me.maybe she had kids. I looked at her profile again naww can’t be kids.

Fuck it , I text back What is it.

“I’m a man” he text back.

On the inside I was turning into the hulk ready to smash his ass and kill him. I looked at his picture in the profile. I’m not use to this shit, the motherfucker got me good. I sent that shit to My homegirl cause I needed to make sure I’m not tripping.

Hey does this look like a women or a man she busted out laughing!

Bruh that’s a man wtf bro please don’t tell me you talking to him

Mannnnn! I got tricked… ima call you back I need to set this straight. I hung up and send a straight forward message.

“Please do not contact me no more! I am on this earth for pussy I am not gay nor confuse.”

I immediately logged out. After that humiliation and experience I figure I’ll give it a week before I try any other sites.

I remember a month ago I’ve overheard someone at my job talking about a site where he “smashed” a lot of females on the first night. Me personally I think someone that brag about getting pussy a lot doesn’t really get it, it’s really annoying as fuck. I be wanting to say who give a fuck but I don’t be trying to argue. The site was okcupid.com, I never gave it a go because I’m looking for a women not a hoe. But anything is better than POF.COM.

Later that evening I went home and downloaded the app it seem pretty solid and had similar features to the other apps I downloaded. They also had exclusive feature such as “the swiper”. You can swipe right if like the person swipe left if you don’t. I didn’t care about looks nor did I feel like or had the time to sit and read profiles so I swipe right for every female. At first it was cool, I met a chick named Julia on there, but then it turn out she was a little to crazy for me. she admitted she was bi polar. I don’t know if I have the patience, I had to end that quick. good thing I didn’t give her my number. I started reading profile after that but then these girls profiles be sounding depressing especially when you see stuff like. “My parents recently died looking for some comfort” “Looking for a man that can take care of me” “Getting old i need some children from a rich man” Sometimes being single is the best route, then again it sucks not being able to share a off day with someone and though I’ve been to a lot of countries would have been nice to have had a lady with me.. It’s been 6 years since my last relationship and I’ve gotten so much stronger mentally over the years it’ll be hard to change that Sigh…. Then again who wants to be pushing 40 and be alone. I guess I’ll keep looking. I started talking to another chick by the name of abe, she was 34 nice slim chick the conversation was going good until we started talking about kids. She was telling me about how her sisters all have kids and she the only one that haven’t had any. I ask her how many she want. Her response was 5. Then she follow up by telling me that she loves sex and when her man cums she don’t let him pull out. I couldn’t believe my ears, I had to escape asap. I had to think of something unattractive quick to say. “Well I’m sorry but uh, I got fixed. I can t have kids” Ain’t no coming back from that. I didnt care this girl crazy I’m not trying to have 5 kids in this ecomnoy, I’m the wrong person she talking too. Oh wow, I didn’t know, she said. Well I’m sorry I don’t think this going to work. On the inside I’m jumping up and down all excited and shit that I avoid this crazy chick. But in reality I responded…. “Aww dont be like that, we can adopt if you want to” No I want my own kids she said. “Well I can’t change the pass but I really enjoy the conversations. Well I guess I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” Dodge a bullet there. Thank god! I left this okcupid shit alone for a second I needed a breather I figure I’ll just see who like me, instead of me sending the first message. I waited a couple days try to take my mind off these few bad experiences fromthe site. Okcupid wasn’t the best but it was the best I seem so far from time to time I went back to pof but I kept getting prostitutes and a bunch of trans so I just left it alone for good. I went back to the site. I had about five girls that like my profile 3 of those girls were bbw… to bad it isn’t September.….. 1 girl sent me a message just saying hi another sent one saying “you’ll fine.” I naturally just went to the one that say I look good. I’m looking at her profile.. tall, plays basketball , likes rap and 32 years old no kids alright now let me see her photo… Hmm. Not bad, nice size tits, perfect size, no weeve at least not with the naked eye Very sexy and the outfit she had on was nice. I think I can dig it. Ok good enough. I sent a message back. You’ll very beautiful too. I was losing my patience with these sites and females, I had no more time for bullshit so I sent a disclaimer: “ I want to get to know I hope you can handle me I’m a very complex person” She replied I wanna get to know you too and I’m. It sure what you mean by complex I need better clarification. I didn’t respond wanted to let it pounder in her head for a sec. Give her something to think about. Sometimes you gotta say things and give people a chance to think about it before explaining yourself. That’s a broad statement anyway. Don’t get me wrong I’m not a bad man I’m really simple but nowadays simple is complex. Sometimes for some people they want to go through the struggle because that’s what they been use too.. I message back the next morning Morning beautiful! Morning! hey can you text me I can respond better that way. Aww shit! I got those digits.. Now I just have to have one conversation with her and I can get a date. I had a ways with my words because I was a car salesman so i read a lot of books on sales, analyzing and psychology. I responded of course I can. Better yet let me call you after work are you going to be up. Ok cool, I’m off tonight so I’ll be free she replied. I couldn’t wait i text my friend tyrone throughout the day. Sending pics of this chick. Ay bro what you think?… It’s something about getting unofficial approval from your homeboys it’s not like it matter at the same time it’s like a silent competition who can get the badest chick not just in looks but in qualities too. Is that you bro? Ya man I think she like me. I said Why you say that? Well she said I’m fine. That doesn’t mean nothing dude did you meet her yet. He said I replied no, but I will soon, ima try to set something up this weekend I been wanting to go to six feet under downtown it’s a nice restaurant that oversee the city heard they have live jazz and concerts, its a nice setting Well you have fun with that let me know how it go. Aight no problem, ima call her tonight hopefully she has good taste in food. Ttyl got another customer walking in. The day was going good, I made 3 sales. gotta love tax season. Everyone wants a new car for the summer time. I went home the good thing about my job I could test drive all the new cars and I had a gas card from the company. We just receive the brand new Mercedes jeep wagon, I’m more of a Acura guy but it was so sharp I couldn’t resist. It was so smooth an classy. I thought to myself what if I’m able to take her on a date in this maybe she’ll fall in love with me. Nawww.. it’ll be the car more than it’ll be me. I want a girl that’s down for me not a car. I drove home thinking how this conversation is gonna go. It was around 8pm I decided to go for it. I was little nervous hoping that this doesn’t turn out wired like the other girls. Hello she answered Hey how you doing I responded. I’m doing good how are you? I’m good I’m so glad tomorrow Friday I need a break Yea me too I hear ya. We begin talking about our careers and past jobs. Then we got into relationships…. aww shoot here it goes I ain’t had the best of luck I try to change the subject but she insisted I tell her about my past relationships… i couldnt say nothing but they drove me away from dating for six years I had enough and I felt I was losing control over my life and becoming someone I wasnt. I explain to her how it torn my heart in my recent relationship that I was cheated on. It wasn’t that she cheated on me that hurt it, it the fact that it was with someone in prison. How he get a phone inside..She asked. I wish i knew the answer to that. She went on to tell me about her past relationship and how her boyfriends abuse her emotionally and sometimes physically. It anger me when a women tells me they were physically abuse. A man to much of a coward that he feels he gotta hit a women. At that point I had to get off the subject. Good thing you know me cause I’ll never abuse you physically or emotionally I’ll walk away from you before I even think about touching you in that way.. so tell me something what kind of food you like?. I like all kinds! She said Ok good so when I take you out it won’t matter then huh. Im gonna take you to China cafeteria. And if you do that don’t be surprise if I don’t call you no more..ahe replied. I’ve laugh I’m just playing any women i take out will eat nothing but luscious food. Oh really now she said and where might that be.. Well for you we can start at six feet under this weekend there’s a group by the name of street jazz that’s performing and I wanted to see them how that sound. Hmm. Sounds interesting.. what kind of food? All kinds… good thing you like all kinds of food. Oh so you got a smart mouth I see. I smiled.they are famous for their steak but they serve all kinds of food.. so how does Saturday night sound? I can meet you down there at 530pm. sounds good she said. Ok ima talk to you later I have a big day tomorrow we having corporate come by. Ok talk to you later she responded. Yes I got a date! After 6 years I still got a little game. Now I got go shopping. The next day I asked my boss could I leave early I wanted to get a fresh haircut and do a little shopping for this big date. It’s been so long since I’ve treated myself to a nice outfit. my uniform was pretty much the best outfit I had. I was somewhat a workaholic never cared about the dress to impress bullshit. I already knew what shirt I wanted, a dashiki but i didn’t know how I would match since they are usually colorful shirts. I headed over in the hood.. the Westend mall. After picking out the shirt I got some help from a young lady for the jeans. I told her I would wear some sandals. She had the perfect jeans to match. It felt good shopping it was a relief.. finally went home and chilled the rest of the night. I text her the next morning confirming our date. I kept the conversation short because I didn’t want to run out of topics so fast. I started getting ready early in the day around Iron my cloths military style use by usher cologne and made sure everything was straight.….. i was finally dress I felt as good as I looked. Later that night I called her to hear her voice one more time before we finally met up. Everything was going so smooth and she was the first that got a chance to actually meet off these dating sites. I just hope all goes well. I decide to drive the Mercedes, I wasn’t trying to impress her but 1st impression is always important though. I just knew I would have to explain this car is not mine later on. I finally arrived I was a little early I sent her a text. Hey I just arrived im in the a white Mercedes jeep. Ok cool I’m five mins away. She finally pulled up in a Acura tl I couldn’t believe it she’s Acura fan too. She pulled up like she couldn’t believe I was in a g wagon. Because of my job I wasn’t so easily impress by Mercedes but for some reason I always loved the Japanese car family.especially Acura. I walked up to her nice to finally meet you you’ll even more beautiful in person. Thank you, you very handsome yourself. Nice car too by the way. Thanks it’s a company car.. Oh really, … Let’s go inside, it’s getting cold out here. Here you go I got something for you I handed her a jacket. I know the temp is going to drop and wasn’t sure if you knew that this is an outside setting. No i didn’t know, thank you that’s so sweet of you cause I don’t have a jacket. No problem….. Mama taught me well I didn’t have much of a dad but when I was in my mid 20s I met a pimp and he gave me a lot of pointers on women. I did everything I could remember open the door pull out the seat wait til she take her first bite, and pray over the food together. After getting seated It didn’t take me long to figure out what I wanted. But she couldn’t decide between t bone steak or top sirloin. . What’s the difference between the two? I asked It’s not much of a difference she said one is long and the other is fat and thick. I stare at her. oh really…which one do you prefer most of the time? I like the long sirloin most of the time but I heard the t bone is a lot more juicer. Why not get the sirloin go for what you like and then I’ll buy the other one for you to take home. Oh you’ll do that for me. Sure I want you to have a good night and have what ever you like. Oh really. Can I drive your car… I gave a her a smerk… like good one, nice try. Then I though about for a sec. Maybe It won’t be so bad. One block isn’t so bad. Sure I can let you do a 5 mile test drive. Really! She said. I could tell that made her happy she smile so hard. We finally ordered our food and talked for the next 15 mins. I told her my job duties and she was astound. Finally the food came. Ive never seen someone eat so fast, apparently she really like the g wagon. She ate half her food, received a to go box and took the rest with her I ended up doing the same thing. I wanted to stay for the jazz concert but I guess the plan changed. I gave her a tour of the car like I would at the dealership. We sat in the back seat. Wow I can’t believe it’s so big on the inside. I started showing her all the features. I showed her how the seats goes down and it’s so comfortable you can lay on it if you need to. She then laid down. Oh I can get a back rub back here. Or have a nice picknic She said. I responded, i used to be a massage therapist I can give you a quick massage if you like. Oh really. Yes but, not here, hop in I’ll let you drive us to one of my favorite spots in the city. I did security a long time ago at some apartments that had parking decks that over saw the city. I still had the keys to get in. We begin to drive. How does it feel do you like it. I love it she said. Ok good turn in here and go all the way up. We arrive at the apartments. Wow this is gorgeous do you stay here. No I use to work here. But it’s a beautiful scenery.. But you should be use seeing beautiful everyday, unless you don’t have a mirror. Aww thank you. Ok reverse park it right there. I got out the car let down the seat, do you want a shoulder massage or neck massage. Can I have both she asked. Sure. I touch her skin on the back., I haven’t felt something so soft in So long she had beautiful skin. I think I might have some lotion with me are you ok with that. Yes that’s fine. I grab the lotion and started massaging her back she suddenly got quiet I could tell it felt good it’s been years but my magic touch never went any where How does it feel? I asked It feels good? She said What you thinking about? I asked Nothing… Yea right I thought to myself, of course she a not gonna admit she getting all warm inside. I played it cool. An.important rule I’ve learned early: never bring up sex or go too far be bold but be respectful at the same time. Be patient. I begin to work my way to the front side of her neck… She was still quiet not saying nothing. I rub for neck for about 90 seconds, slowly making my way down to her tits I ddint want to go all the way down but I wanted to go just enough to rub the top. She was still sitting there quiet. Not saying nothing I started rubbing her neck and the top of her tits at the same time. Can you do me a favor she asked. What’s that ? Can you get my lower back. She took off her shirt nothing but bra on. I grab my lotion I could feel the tight spots in her back, I push down with my thumb … Oh shit… Did I hurt No it actually felt good. I kept going then started rubbing with my hand. She begin to bite her lip keeping herself from moaning.. She had some very beautiful lips nice drip down lips she look like a great kisser… maybe I’ll be lucky and get one on the first date. I kept going, I reached down in her jeans being bold begin to rub the top of her booty.. Can I do something to you that will feel good? What you wanna do she asked? I can show you better than I tell you. Don’t worry I’m not talking about sex. Ok good, go ahead. Ok close your eyes. I rub on the top if her butt then I started slowly kissing down the middle of her back. She jumped, oh wow. I didnt see that coming she said. I took my left hand and rub on the top of her tits while I rub her neck and kiss it at the same time.. She grab my hand and put it on her nipple. I begin to go in a circular motion while I kiss her neck. Can I ask you something? I said Yes I whisper in her ear, are you getting wet yet? Oh Jesus! She said. I put my hand on back slowly making my way to her butt. Took my left hand and felt her panties.. damn they were soaked. Wow! Is it wet enough for you? She asked Hell yeah. Well good maybe you’ll get to feel it one day when I get to know you better. I was speechless and a little disappointed but then again I was happy because sex on the first night isn’t good. I continue to rub all her hot spots getting her to moan from time to time. She was so beautiful and she had a cute face when she bite her lips. They looked so soft maybe I can at least get a kiss. My hand were getting tire I went ahead and ended it plus I was getting horny too and it was becoming a self-tease. Being in the presence of a beautiful smooth skin strong African women that along had my me rock hard. Ok that’s it, Oh wow I didn’t want you to stop. I can give all my treats away in one time gotta leave room for another day. Did you like it though? Yes it was good. Good! I’ll drive you back to your car.. We got back to her car and sat for a sec. She looked at me my face gave it away that I was thinking about that kiss. What you thinking about she asked? Guess. I said I don’t know… Well look at me hard in my eyes and think about it I got as close as I could and stared at her She laughed. I give up.. Well, there’s a time and place for everything guess you’ll find out next time. No tell me, I want to know! Can I get a kiss good night? I asked Hell no! but you can give me a tight hug she said I gave a her a tight hug she smelled so good I didn't want to let go. I looked at her and said I really enjoyed myself I couldn't ask for anything more. I enjoyed myself too.thank you I walked her to the car Call me when you get home so I know you made it safely I said Ok I will...bye talk to you later.

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