#but id like to graduate from ok to great ya know
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More Than Just a Line of Code Pt.1
Robot x Female Character. Tracey Romero recieves a bot from her Auntie Carol. Little does she know that he isnt just some everyday house bot.
Rating: Teen
Relationship: Robot X Female!Human
Warning: fluff, exposure of genitals, pg13 at most, robot and human relationships
Word Count: 3835
Part 2
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I walk up the steps to my two-story bungalow. Juggling the keys in one hand while adjusting the phone against my ear.
"Two weeks, tops! You can’t expect me to give you quality when you take away my clock," I chided. I unlock the door and head inside. The voice on the other end rants out some excuses and reprimands. It was idle threats, just some big dog talk. I throw the keys onto the side table, missing the bowl I bought for them.
I roll my eyes as I toe my shoes off," Let me explain how this will work if I do what you are asking. First, I will be rushed, I’ll work late with a fishbowl of coffee beside me at all times. Then after about three nights of this, I'm going to get sloppy. Which for me is still really good work but it’s not the best. I always promise my best but only if you work with me on this. So I ask you, do you want it done or do you want it done perfect?". I waited in the foyer for his answer. I already knew what he was going to say. No one wants subpar work, it’s understandable. He is paying big money for my expertise and it would be foolish of him to deny me now.
After a moment I heard the beautiful sound of his begrudging approval. I fist pump, "Two weeks and you will have the best software on this side of the Mississippi. The Tracey Romero guarantee.". With a few words, I hang up. I smirk down at my phone before shoving it into my pocket and walking to the kitchen.
I shimmy around the kitchen, dancing to my own music." I got the extend, I got the extend," I sing. I grab some bread and make myself a sandwich while still patting myself on the back.
I didn’t need the extend, his software was mostly done already. His team did a great job. It just needed some touching up then to be properly tested. Take about two afternoons at the most. I just wanted to go on break and get paid for it. Call me a con, it’s just a living.
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As I sat at my computer, I heard the chimes of my security system. Then the quick thuds from the front door. I huffed as I pulled up my front door camera. I saw my front porch and a man walking away from the steps to a van.
"Someone has a package," I quirked to no one. I hopped off the chair and headed to the front door. Once I opened the door, I looked down at a huge box crate. It was as generic as they came, even had the large text of the word 'Fragile" on every side.
"Well, I have no idea how to move this," I mumbled as I tried to push it with my foot. It was heavy for sure. I bent over to try to pick it up, but it mostly just hurt my back. Rubbing my spine I pondered how to get this thing inside.
I would consider myself smart, maybe even a genius. I was a straight-A student, graduated top of my class at CMU in Pittsburgh. So using my beautiful mind I came up with a way to move the box. I pushed it inside.
Using a pry bar in my foyer to open the crate. The nails were removed smoothly, and the lid slid to the floor. Looking inside I first noticed a large black dome near my knees. Looking down from there I saw a large trapezoid shape then the rest was submerged in the shredded bits of cardboard. After a few moments of observing I figured out what it was.
"Of hell yea, it’s a robot," I shouted with giddy. I dropped to my knees and shoved my hands around the head. In most standard bipedal robots the on switch was near the neck. Right towards the faceplate. "Come on, momma wants to play with her new toy," I chuckle. With a flick, the faceplate turned on in a blinding light. It switched off quickly but still left me seeing stars. I jerk back when it jolted forward. It sat up straight then the soft sound of buzzing echoed in the room. I waited patiently for their system to boot up.
I got off my knees and walked around to watch it. Its face was blank, it just had the reflection of light. Showing off the dust and pieces of cardboard it laid in. getting bored I looked over at the lid to see who sent me a full robot. Even though robots are common it didn’t mean they were inexpensive. I make good money; I live very comfortably. Still buying a robot would set me back and make me eat nothing but microwave dinners for a month.
As I found that it is my aunt who sent it, I noticed the bot was staring at me. I turned at looked up at them and still, their faceplate showed nothing. I waved at them as I sat up. To my amusement, they waved back, but more jerky motions.
"Do you talk," I ask.
It dropped its hand, "Yes."
"Then mind introducing yourself," I smile. Its head tilted to the side for a second then back to normal. It faces plate lit up with a standard face. It was cartoony but it was most likely meant to be comforting. No one wants a robot with a mean-looking face. It smiled wide at me then dropped it to neutral. I quirked an eyebrow and they copied me. "You copying me," I chuckle.
"imitating, but yes," he answers. His voice isn't obstructed like in most bots. It sounds basically human, normal even.
"semantics, either way, I'm Tracey. Who might you be,” I greet. I try to coax them into introducing themselves.
"You are very appealing," they look me up and down.
I snap my fingers catching their attention," Getting off track, doll. Name please."
"Yes, I am D-4N1-3L," they finally introduce. I mumble out their text to myself.
"Daniel," I offer. They nod. "Alright, Daniel, do you mind if I call you a he?"
"He," he cocks his head.
"Give ya male pronouns. Or would you rather them/they," I clarify.
"He," they repeat, "I'm a man."
"Alright then Daniel, shall we get you out of that box," I stand and offer a hand. He looks at it before cautiously grabbing it. I don’t need to offer actual help because he stands on his own. He steps out of the crate and I get a good look at him. His build is standard if not a bit retro. Most robots I've seen are completely covered in their shielding plastic. Hiding all of their technical bits. Yet he has his joints exposed and everything else covered. His neck showed his wiring and the air cylinder that limits his neck movement. To anyone else, he would look like junk, some outdated pieces of hardware. But to me, oh to me he looks terrific.
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I leaned against the island in the kitchen, watching as he wanders around. He snoops through my cabinets, investigating everything he finds. I look down at my phone that's ringing near my arm. I have set out to call my aunt about Daniel. I placed it on speakerphone so Daniel could listen if he felt inclined to.
After the fifth ring, she picks up. "Whose got three thumbs and is excited you called? This aunt," there was a confused pause," This would be funnier if you saw me, I'm holding a thumb right now. Either way what's up Chica?"
"If I didn’t know you were a mechanic id assume the worst about that severed thumb you are presumably holding," I eye Daniel as I answer. He was currently messing with the microwave. Pressing buttons and jumping when he turned it on.
"besides my possible dismemberment what do I owe this pleasure," She asks. In the background, I could hear some loud tinging noises. Probably in her workshop, or she does in fact have a human finger. Then probably a different workshop if that were the case.
"Well, I’ll give you a hint," I lean on my elbow.
"Oh goodie, I love games. Three hints," she chuckles.
I can’t help but chuckle as well, "alright three hints. Its long, hard, and came in a box."
"Tracey," She scolds, " I don’t believe you should talk about that kind of thing with your aunt. It seems more like a mother conversation."
"I don’t know, mom would be upset that I have him in the house," I answer vaguely.
"Oh, batteries not included? Who needed powered boyfriends when you can get the real thing," She jokes.
I shake my head," we both know battery-operated is better. Humans don’t tend to vibrate.". This caught Daniel's attention.
"I can vibrate," He informs pointing to his face.
"I'm sure you can, doll," I look up at him.
"And who is that," my aunt asks.
"My new boyfriend, best model out there. Even has same-day delivery," I joke. Daniel cocks his head and his electronic eyebrows furrow.
"A robot," she asks before it clicks," Right! The robot, god I'm a terrible creator. How could I forget my baby boy."
"Terrible mother indeed," I click my tongue," tsk, tsk. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of him.". I look up at Daniel again and give him a wink. He turns his head as a pink color shines from his screen. "Aw, he blushes," I coo.
"Of course he blushes, he has a full range of emotions. My best work if I do say so myself," she pats herself on the back," Practically human."
"So it’s an A.I.," I ask," here I thought I was getting a butler. But I shouldn’t be so disappointed, I got a new friend instead."
Daniel turns his head to look at me," friend? I thought I was your boyfriend."
"We can talk about that later, doll," I answer.
"Aw, breaking up already. Poor Daniel, only been alive for a year and now he has his first broken heart," My aunt coos.
"We are talking about its later Carol, I'm sure it will be fine," Daniel says to the phone.
"You have me on speaker," My aunt asks, "Hi Daniel darling, how do you like Tracey's place?"
"It is cozy, living here would be most joyous," He answers.
"that’s a great sweetie. be nice to Tracey, ok?"
Daniel cocks his head," Why wouldn’t I be anything but?"
"No reason, sorry I doubted you," She apologizes.
"Well, I'm going to get off. Just making sure that you did indeed send me a bot. you can never be too sure," I call out.
"Oh absolutely. Love you baby, take good care of him. He is a sensitive bot, you may forget that he is more than a robot sometimes," She warns.
"Goodbye Carol," Daniel calls out. With that I press end. I cross my arms and lean forward. We both look each other over, observing in the silence.
"Do we need to talk," He asks with an adorable head tilt.
"About what," I answer with a question.
"Us. Are you breaking up with me?" I can’t help but laugh. This only confused him more.
"We aren't together, Daniel. That was just a joke I made with aunt Carol," I answer. I step away from the table and walk around to the fridge.
Daniel stepped away from the table as well and laces his fingers together. It was interesting, robots generally don’t have nervous ticks or idiosyncrasies. Auntie did a good job with him.
"Well, that I won’t lie and say that I'm unfavorable to that," He dropped his head. I was a bit confused about his reaction. He is a strange robot.
"You want to date," I ask. What did she program into this guy? It got my brain moving, how could anyone get a robot to seem so human. Most had applications built in to pretend to empathize with someone, but this was too detailed.
He looked up with a wide expression," Yes."
"Why?"
Daniel looks me up and down before walking over. He takes a hold of my hands and intertwines them.
"You are very appealing," He mimics his earlier words. I pull my hands from his and stare up at him confused. A strange robot indeed.
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I sit at my computer with my legs crossed. I hunch over my keyboard and stare with my mouth partially opened. I'm working on pulling up Daniel's code and programs. He is currently hooked up to my tower with a bunch of cables. He is sitting patiently, if not happily, against the wall. His 'eyes' were darting around the room, taking in all the area has to offer.
"What is a battery-operated boyfriend," He cuts the silence. I jerk away from the computer, not use to having someone around in my office.
"what? Why do you ask," I blush.
His eyes focus on me, "you said it earlier, I was curious. Technically I'm a battery-operated boyfriend but I'm assuming it isn't me you were referencing."
I can’t help but smile," I guess you are a battery-operated boyfriend. But you are correct, I wasn’t referring to you."
"Then what is it," he asks again.
I look back to my computer, "I'm not going to answer that." I glance over at him for a second and see him pouting. Another curious attribute.
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I stare amazed at the lines and lines of text. His code was so long, even too long. There were programs for such minor things like when to twitch his finger or raise an eyebrow. Looking further I found a curious program label 'Surprise'. Of course, I clicked on it, I'm only human. Looking it over I was nosy to turn the function on.
"Oh, this is new," Daniel mumbles to himself. I look over as he raises his hands from his lap. Looking down I see a protrusion.
"Oh indeed," I say shocked. He was majority matte black with traces of blue deep in his wiring. The protrusion was more on the blue side and had the lining of matte black. It was definitely an eye-catcher.
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"Why does he have a cock," I nearly shout into the phone.
"Cutting to the chase, I guess. No foreplay, but I'm going to guess there was some if you found this out," My aunt jokes.
"Not funny, I looked through his programs. Also seriously, you named it surprise," I sneer. This was extremely uncalled for. Auntie has always been a mischievous person. Last year she spiked the punch at the family reunion to 'spice up the party'. But this was too much. "Seriously, you sent me a sex robot? Not to steal your joke from earlier but I feel this would be a better present for mom," I scold. Mom divorced dad about five years ago, this seemed like a better gift to a lonely mother than a 25 y/o.
"First off, ew. I don’t want to think about my sister's sex life a-"
I interrupt her, "And you want to think about mine?"
"Do not use that tone with me. You haven't had a boyfriend since high school, you bury yourself in work. You convinced yourself that it’s enough, fulfilling even. Excuse me for thinking of you. Also, I will make this clear, I made his A.I. as a little side project. He was not for you till after he was made. His personality seemed perfect for you, so sue me for being kind," Carol snapped. I grabbed the bridge of my nose and sighed.
"Fine, I'm sorry. It was kind of you to think of me but It's a bit much that you added such a personal feature," I say calmer.
"I know you will find some use for it, till then please don’t treat him differently for it. I'm sure he doesn’t know what it’s even for," she pleads. I sigh again, this is just weird.
"Alright, I will still take good care of him," I relent. He is but a vessel for my aunt's ignorant kindness.
"I'm sure you will," she laughs.
"Goodbye carol," I hang up. I drop my phone onto the kitchen counter and exhale. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Daniel peaking his head out from my office.
"Are you angry with me," he asks. I look up at him and can’t help but smile.
"Of course not, just surprised," I answer. It was honest, I can’t be mad at him. I've known him for a few hours and I already adore him. He has such wonder for everything around him that makes my jaded self feel humble.
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A few weeks with Daniel have been both tiring and rejuvenating. He asks so many questions that I gave up answering them and just introduced him to the internet. I got curious one day and checked his history, he goes on a lot of tangents. Now that he can answer his own questions online, he has moved on to asking about myself. He would ask about my interest or my job. Even comment on things he likes about me. For a robot, he was a bit of a flirt. His favorite thing about me was my hands. He said they were 'gentle and talented'.
We currently stood in the kitchen. He watched me as I cooked, he says he enjoys watching my human rituals. He can’t eat so he just likes watching me eat.
I stir the pot of food as I call out to my home bot," Home, play 90's hits." There was a chime then the music began to play softly from the speakers. Daniel looks around the room a bit confused.
"what was that," he asks her.
"My home bot, it controls some electronics around the house like lights or locks," I explain. He nods his head.
I get into the music and shimmy a bit as I finish off my meal. I slide towards my cabinet and pull out a bowl. With a twirl, I slide the bowl to the stove. Shaking my hips I pour a large helping of soup. Another twirl and I turn to Daniel. His face had its pink cheeks and wide-eyed expression. I set my food down and stare curiously. Why was he blushing?
Before I could ask, I caught sight of his blue swelling. I raised my eyebrows in shock and acknowledgment.
"I'm sorry," he stepped closer to the island to hide himself from view.
"N-No needs to be sorry," I stutter," I'm just curious why it decided to make itself known."
He turned his head as he continued blushing," Y-you."
I point to myself," Me?"
He nods, "You w-were dancing around. You have a firm r-rear."
"O-Oh, thank you," I blush. For the time he has been here I have never witnessed his, um, member. Since the first day it has never come up, pun intended, it’s never been noted again.
"Have you ever, um. Have you ever had this happen before," I ask a bit nervous. We have flirted a bit but I'm still off-put of using him. To have a boyfriend was simple, but to fuck him felt wrong. It was a bit taboo to keep a fully functioning robot around as a sex toy. Even if he seemed human, he wasn’t.
"Yes," He answered short.
"When," I look up at him.
"Depends. Sometimes when you bend over, other times when your shirt drops a bit too low. Most the time is when we sit together on the couch," He answers calmer than earlier.
"When we watch movies," I ask. We watch movies every weekend, I never noticed anything. Not that I would be looking at his crotch.
"Yes," He steps around the island and stops on the side. His crotch still blocked but he was in arms reach. "when u start to daze off and you rest your head on my shoulder. I feel the tingle and I want nothing more than to touch you," he smiles. He places his hands on the counter, not moving them but keeping them where they are. Daniel was leaving me to decide.
Daniel is very smart, never doubted it. Yet he still surprises me with his emotional intelligence. It’s easy to program a robot to see patterns or understand words on a paper. To explain an abstract concept like emotions was hard. You can fake it, but it always comes across as wrong, almost psychopathic. In Daniel, it came off as authentic. It felt real, like he honestly felt those things.
I bounce my finger on the counter as I stare at his hands. He still waited on me.
"You want to touch me," I ask softly. I look down at his fingers. One hand was stretched a bit farther than the other. His hand was sideways, his fingers were slightly splayed.
"more than anything," He murmured. His index twitched a bit.
I skidded my fingers across the table and let our fingers tap against each other. He didn’t move more than his fingers, leaving me with the choice still. Daniel was really smart indeed. I moved closer and grasped his hand, intertwining our fingers. I could hear his body make a low buzzing noise and his chest expand slightly.
My other hand grabs his free one. I pulled him around the table and towards me. Releasing my grip, and him reluctantly doing the same, I reach forward and hug him. I rest my hands on his lower back and my head on his chest. He does his form of a sigh again before wrapping his arms around me. He rests his head on mine and we just stand there.
This feels nice. I can’t remember the last I hugged someone. It had to be over seven years ago when I dated that saxophone player in high school. This felt better though, Daniel was warmer. I ran my hands up his back along the cylinders that controlled his back. I leaned back and looked up at him. I reached for his neck and pulled him down. I kiss him where his lips were on the screen. The whirling in his chest became a bit louder and his hold on my back gets a bit tighter.
I pull back with a shy smile. It felt silly to kiss a screen, but his reaction made it less so. He smiled at me too, even had his adorable blush on his screen.
Daniel led his head down and tapped his screen to my forehead. He pulled back after a moment and looked down at me.
"You look pretty when you blush," He mumbles.
"I could say the same thing about you," I smile.
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There is a part two. Also i did a lot of unnecessary research on this. even the name of the main character is shared with a famous programmer John Romero. He designed games like Doom or Wolfenstein. But check out my Archive page.
#robot x human#exophilia#fluff#programming#john romero#pt1#pt 1 of 2#D-4N1-3L#Tracey Romero#Enigma-IM#monster boyfriend
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Okay on the fatphobia as a teen thing? It fully robs you of respect. Im hilarious, and i dont mean that as a brag or whatever but i can make my friends laugh like hell, but in secondary school (high school) people would not give me the time of day. Id say a joke and no one would laugh, and then someone would say my joke nearly word for word and everyone would laugh. It was a nightmare for my self esteem and its only now that im in college that people respect me and think im funny
growing up fat is like.... getting told by the world that it doesn’t matter what you’re good at or how good you are at something, someone less talented than you will be valued anyway because they are skinny. now that you mention it, when i was 14 i got picked to play one of the main characters in a play for a theatre competition. it was a big deal to me, because all the other main characters were played by our seniors who were all at least 15, and it made me feel really good to be seen as that good.
it was an adaptation of a midsummer night’s dream, so i was playing a romantic counterpart, and sadly, there were a number of people who were unhappy that our professional director cast me, some were girls who were older and jealous to have been overlooked, and i won’t talk about that bit but my costar’s efforts to get my character recast were what hurt most. apparently, he said that i wasn’t attractive enough for him to put on a convincing performance. he also said something about how i should maybe put on some eyeliner, i think? anyway it was. really painful. and i knew it was because i was fat, because fat means ugly in the eyes of fatphobes, also i know he definitely said i was too fat at some point in his. displeasure. at having to act alongside me
anyway. it all worked and my character was recast. a very skinny somewhat conventionally attractive senior was given my role, and i was reassigned a smaller more comedic role. i was devastated at first, i think i either cried or wanted to cry, and rehearsals went on. crazy thing is, i did really well in my new role and had a lot of fun with comedy, and i thought it was a blessing in disguise. who needed to be the main character anyway? why do so many scenes when i could do less scenes?
meanwhile, the new girl was doing horribly. she could barely act, and it was clear that i was much more talented than her and did a much better job, even though i didn’t have the sexy skinny beautiful body and face that one might have associated with the character (the character in question was a girl who had two suitors and she only liked one of them but her father objected and wanted her to be with the other one. but hoooowww could a fat girl like me make judges and audiences believe two men could want me so desperately, right). our director who was really good at bringing schools to victory in this competition, realized enough was enough. she was the final authority, and it didn’t matter if people were unhappy. she quietly told me i was back to my original role, and the original person who played my new comedic character would be back in that spot. the skinny girl who was recast as my character wouldn’t have a role at all
(yes i know even when i got recast someone else was kicked out so I could still be in the play this is what happens when ur unbelivably talented 😔🤟🏻 fjsjdjdj jkjk)
anyway!! this time everything went great and rather smoothly. i had p much proved my talent as a performer, and my previously really annoying and fatphobic costar realized that acting with me was fun and that playing out a romance didn’t really mean shit LMAO. so we went on to do the competition and my teacher cried because during the play some of my cast members accidentally messed up parts of the set and knocked over props (all of which i needed to use in an upcoming scene) and she very nervously told me what was up before i went in for my scene and that if it was possible could i try and fix some of it and i was like “lmao ok” and went in and treated all the mess ups as a natural part of the set and fixed everything in a way that made sense for the character and when my scene ended and the lights went out i quickly reset the last set piece in a flash then ran out so the next scene could begin with the set perfectly back to normal. so ya i was an absolute hero and my teacher cried because she was so proud of me KFKSKDKDK
anyway we won distinction (the highest thing u can get it’s like getting gold) and the judges sent this feedback sheet to one of our teachers and in the feedback the judges pointed out my character as one of the best acted ones etc etc so 😌✨ it turned out good but the whole point is i wouldn’t have had to suffer so much and been through so much conflict and drama if not for fatphobia, and if that skinny girl had even a smidge of talent i would never have been allowed to play that role again even if i was objectively better at it
and like. something like this always happens when I graduate from a school and move on to another school’s drama club. i ALWAYS have to prove myself again and again because no one gives me a second look otherwise
sorry for turning this into a long ass story about me, i completely feel for u, having people straight up steal ur jokes is the WORST and im so glad ur finally being acknowledged as the funny legend u r!!!!!!
#ask#idt i was like overlooked in terms of comedy#people thought i was funny but#it became a thing where people only found me funny#or nice or at the v least cute#i think for the longest time i just wanted to be told i was beautiful and pretty#and like u know. its a stupid thing to yearn for but also#i still yearn for it#sometimes i think stupid things like#if i lost x crazy amount of weight people would think im gorgeous#but... yeah lmao
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Flash Through Life With: Montgomery De La Cruz
As per requeseted
Can you do one of Montgomery x reader age up when season 2 never happened and monty asks reader to marry him and whatnot then they have kids and like a really sweet happy ending. Thank you 💓
I Hope you like this.. i really got into it and it took me like 3 days to write.
Montgomery X Reader
Warning: None
Word count: 2890
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Wednesday October 1 2014
Oh my god!!! You will never guess what happened today!!!! I'm no longer single!!!! 15 and I finally have a boyfriend… I hope it lasts forever!!!!
****flashback****
You were standing at your locker putting your books away when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw the face of one of your best friends
“hey handsome” you looking into your best friends big brown eyes
“hello beautiful” he smiled
“Rosies after school? Me you and couple.milkshakes?” he asked
“you know me so well Montgomery!” you smiled
“that's only because I've known you like my whole life!”
You went on with your day going through all your classes. The final bell rang. You were at your locker putting away your books when Monty showed up.
“ready Freddy?” he smiled
“ready” you laughed walking towards his jeep. You sat in Rosies and ordered your milkshakes. You and monty talked about your day until they showed up. As you took a sip of your milkshake monty asked you a question you weren't sure you understood right.
“wanna be a couple?”
“what?” you answered wide eyed
“I like you, I want to be your boyfriend!”
You stared at your best friend now sure how to answer.
“so is that a yes or no?” he asked with a smile
“yes oh my god yes!”
Monty got out the booth and came and sat next to you. He grabbed your chin and lifted your head up and softly kissed your lips.
****end flashback****
Wednesday April 1 2015
OH MY GOD!!!!!! MONTY THE MONTGOMERY DE LA CRUZ TOLD ME HE LOVED ME!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
****Flashback****
Monty was coming over for a sleepover. It wasn't the first time he slept over, but this time was different. You had been dating for six months now and you were ready to lose your virginity to him. When he came over, he had no plans on having sex, since he respected that you wanted to wait. When you told him you were ready he was very nervous. He was gentle and very kind to you. He took it slow and made it feel special. You were how cuddled in bed wrapped up in his arms. He kissed your forehead.
“you know, I've never felt anything like this before. You make me want to be a better person.”
“awe thanks Monty. And ya Im new to these feelings everything is just so new.”
“I love you Y/N”
You smiled “I love you too Monty”
You leaned in and kissed his lips.
****end flashback****
Wednesday June 27 2018
BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!! Four years with my best friend and WERE ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!! HE ASKED ME AT PROM!!!! how cute is that!!!!!!!
****Flashback****
“honey Monty's here” your mom yelled at you from the bottom of the stairs.
“coming” you yelled walking out of your room in your Cinderella dress. As you got the the top of the stairs you saw your parents talking with monty. Monty looked up and saw you and his jaw dropped.
“wow babe you're beautiful!!” he exclaimed as you walked down the stairs.
“Thank you, you're looking pretty handsome yourself!” you smiled with blushy cheeks.
He put his hands on your waist and pulled you into a kiss.
“you guys are so cute! Let me take a picture” your mom said taking her phone out.
You and monty posed for a good ten minutes in the house, outside, where ever your mom wanted. A limousine drove up and all your friends came out!
“oh my gawd you two are too cute!!!!!!” Jessica yelled getting out the limo.
“everyone get together” your mom yelled holding her phone. You all posed for your mom and headed out to the prom.
You danced and hung out with your friends all night. Parents met up with their children later on in the evening for the banquet supper. After supper, principal Bolan came up on stage to announce the prom king and queen. He said a big speech congratulating all of the seniors.
“and finally the moment you've all been waiting for, for the class of 2018 prom king and queen are
Montgomery De La Cruz and
Y/N Y/L/N”
Everyone cheered and clapped. Your parents got up and started taking pictures of you and monty on stage with your crowns. Monty grabbed the mic from principal Bolan
“hey guys. Thanks for voting us your prom king and queen! Now I know today is suppose to be about all of us and all but there's something I've been wanting to do for a while now. And you all know we've been a couple for the last four years.” the whole crowd started woo-ing and clapping “y/n has made me a better person all around. I mean I've been scouted by the MLB, I graduated and I've managed to keep her happy for 4 years” he turned to face you “I love you so much Y/N and honestly I don't know what Id do without you.” he got down on one knee pulling out a ring and the whole room went silent “will you marry me? And be my forever?”
You looked at him on his knee and started crying. “yes yes YES” you said as he stood up and jumped into his arms!
“and your parents were so in on this” monty laughed as he out the ring on your finger.
****End flashback****
Wednesday July 24 2019
THE MOST MAGICAL DAY OF MY LIFE TOOOOOOODAAAAAAY!!! IM OFFICIALLY MRS. DE LA CRUZ!!!!! AAAAAAHAAH
****flashback****
You were standing in your room looking at yourself.
“mom I'm so nervous” you said
“you'll be fine love.” she replied calmly.
“look at you!!!” Jessica said coming into your room in her bridesmaids dress. “you look like an angel!”
you laughed and finished your makeup.
You could hear the wedding March song play as your bridesmaids made their way down the aisle. It was finally your turn. Arms locked with both your parents, you made your way down the aisle crying happy tears. The minute monty saw you he started crying. You slowly walked up the aisle your dad letting you go In Front of Monty. You both stared at each other crying.
The priest went on with the ceremony talking
“Monty do you take Y/N to be your wife?”
“I do”
“Y/N do you take Monty to be your husband”
“I do”
You both put your rings on each other.
“you may now kiss the bride”
With that Monty wrapped his arms around you and kissed you!
“ITS OFFICIAL!!!! NOW SHES MINE BITCHES” monty yelled as he picked you up.and carried you away.
****end flashback****
Wednesday April 29 2020
After 12 hours of labor our babies have arrived!!! Jefferey Harris De La Cruz, named after my brother and dad and Jeremy Montgomery De La Cruz, because we both loved the name Jeremy and Monty begged to give our son his name.for middle name.
****flashback****
As soon as you guys got back from your honeymoon monty had to return to baseball. It saddened you but you were both enjoying the fact that he had been scouted by the mlb and was given the chance to do what he dreamed of!
You had been feeling nauseous for about two month or so before it clicked that you hadn't had your period in almost two month.
You drove to the store and bought a pregnancy test. It came out positive. You were so excited. You called up Monty.
“hey Mrs. De La Cruz how's it's going?”.your husband laughed
“I have great news for you!”
“so do I!!! We're in town for the next bit.. I'm coming home tonight!!”
“oh my god no way!!! OK well I'll go clean up a bit and make us supper”
”no no no you called to tell me.something”.
“I'll see you tonight and tell you then. I love you”
You cleaned the house up and made Monty's favorite supper, steak and potatoes. You had everything set up and ready to eat when he walked in. You both sat enjoyed your supper. when came time for dessert you had something special for.him. you walked towards him with a.box.
“these are for you babe” you said handing him the box. Opened it and started crying right away. You had made chocolate brownies and In the box you wrote “eat up mommy doesn't wanna be the only one with a belly”.
“oh my god Y/N are you serious??” he asked looking at you, happy tears in his eyes
“yes I am! I'm pregnant”
Monty never missed a doctors appointment. And was always there even if he had to fly from where he was.to fly back that night he never wanted to miss a thing. And when you found out you were having twins he was ecstatic!!!
“twin boys.two mini mes in the house.. You'll never get bored now baby! Running around little Jefferey and Jeremy”
“Jefferey and Jeremy?” you questioned
“well I figured out first son should be named after your brother. And Jeremy just sounds nice with Jeff. So Ya!”
You had tears in your eyes. “you know you're the best right!!!”
“That's not all how.about Jeremy Montgomery!” you looked at him and laughed.
“what??? It's gotta nice ring to it!! Please baby”
“fine fine Jefferey Harris and Jeremy Montgomery!” he picked you up and hugged you tight.
****end falshback****
Wednesday February 17 2021
They say people lose their sex drives once they hit adulthood. I call bullshit. I mean we're still young were both 22 but still. After having the twins Monty had to leave almost right away and didn't come home for close to a month. When he came.home we decided to have sex. Like any couple. And that's how I ended up here again 😂 ten months between having children. Today we welcomed Hannah Y/N De La Cruz.
Wednesday September 3 2025
Today my boys started kindergarten!!! They're getting so old… Oh my god. I cried so hard… still am.
****Flashback****
You were at the store school supply shopping with the Jefferey and Jeremy. They looked like Montgomery. Spitting image of him. But they were so different. One wanted red everything the other wanted blue everything. If Jefferey chose something Jeremy chose something different. Which made it fun and easy to tell all their things apart. They got home and were so excited.
“daddy”
“daddy guess what colour I am???”
“Hmmm Jeff you're blue and Jeremy you're red.”
The boys looked at each other.
“wow he's good!” Jeff said to Jeremy
The next day you all drove to school that morning to drop them off. You hugged yoir boys goodbye and started to cry as they walked towards the doors.
“oh baby it's OK they'll be fine” Monty said reassuringly
“I'm gonna miss them so much monty” you cried hugging him
“mommy you still have me!!” Hannah smiled showing off her teeth.
“I love you guys!” you said hugging your daughter and husband.
**** end flashback****
Wednesday September 2 2026
Now my house will forever be quiet. And lonesome. My baby girl started school. What will I do with myself now???? In this big house, with no one. 😭😭😭
****flashback****
“Hannah honey let's go school supply shopping for tomorrow.” you yelled up the stairs
“NO I wanna go with daddy!!!!” she was angry.
“Hannah daddy's not home he's working.”
“I want daddy!!!”
“how about I take you and we video chat him after?”
“can we video chat him while we're there?”
“deal now let's go your brothers are already in the car.”
You got the store and video chatted Monty.
Hannah had to have his approval on everything before she could decide if she wanted it. It was so cute. This little one had Monty wrapped around her finger since the day she was born.
Everyone went to bed early that night. When you woke up you could smell food. You panicked and hurried downstairs.
“what's going on” you asked expecting to see your boys getting Into trouble.
“you didn't think I was gonna a miss my princess first day of school did you??” Monty asked as he set the table up for breakfast.
You could hear footsteps running down the stairs.
“DADDY” all three of them yelled as they jumped on Monty.
You all are together as a family and went off to school.
You cried as you said your goodbues to your baby.
“the house is going to be so quiet without her.” you cried as Monty and you made your way back to the car.
“it's OK babe” he said hugging you
“you're never around and the kids are all In school full time.. I'll have the house to myself.. It's so big and quiet.”
“invite Jessica over have Day parties” he laughed.
“I wish I had you” you cried.
Monty hugged you tightly
****end flashback****
Wednesday October 4 2034
What an emotional day!!! My hubby retired from the mlb at 35!!!! He's considered a little old. 😂😂 but he played for years!!!! Now I get him all the time In our empty house!!! :)
****Flashback****
“baby I've decided something” Monty said to you making you sit down on your leather couch.
“what?”
“after this season of baseball, I'm gonna retire. Ive been gone for so long, I missed so much of our children's life, I know I can never makeup for it, but I'd like to start making memories with them While I can”
Monty played his season. One of his best seasons yet. And the team through him a huge party. He got a bunch of fan mail begging him not to retire. But his mind was pretty made up. He even made a public announcement.
“I have chosen to retire from baseball because my children, aged 14 and 13, have gone all their life seeing me only part time. Or watching me on TV. I need to be a constant in their lives. I need to make as many memories as I can with them. And my wife, she needs me. She's been my number one supporter since forever! Now it's my turn to support her. She needs her partner in crime back. She can't parent by herself anymore. I need to be there for my family. And yes baseball will always hold a special place in my heart. I mean both my sons play baseball and they have since they could walk. So I won't be away from it. But I need.to be with my family. Thank you everyone for all your support throughout the years.”
****end flashback****
Wednesday June 23 2038
My boys have graduated!!!!!!! How have the years passed by so fast. It's not fair just yesterday they were little babies and today they are taking their girlfriends to prom. I'm a.crying mess as per usual.
****flashback****
“Jefferey, Jeremy, you're going to be late” Monty yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
“coming” Jefferey yelled
“calm down it's only prom” Jeremy yelled
Both boys walked down the stairs together. Jeff had chosen a black suit and a blue tie. Jeremy had chosen a black suit and a red tie. After all these years they always refused to be identical, they would always wear something in their favorite colour so people could.tell them apart.
Standing in from of you, you look at your two boys who were a mix of your brother and husband. You were so proud of the men they were becoming. They had both been accepted into Harvard for criminal justice.
There girlfriends arrived with their parents.
The couples posed alone and together, before taking off in the limo you and monty had rented for.them.
****end flashback****
WeDnesday june 29 2039
My baby has officially graduated from high school. Want will I do come.september and they're all gone?! My life has always revolved around them… now all I have is.monty… no babies. :(
****flashback****
Hannah walked Down the stairs in your graduation dress. She looked.just like you.
“oh my god. You look just like your mom the day we graduated. You're so beautiful!” Monty said tears in his eyes as he hugged his little.girl.
“oh dad! You're so emotional!!” she laughed
Hannahs girlfriends had all arrived. None of them wanted to go with boys. They wanted to go as best friends. The girls posed for the cameras for at least an hour before heading out for the night.
“I can't believe she's.leaving us for university” Monty said watching the limo drive off.
“she'll be with her brothers she'll be OK.” you laughed.
“three lawyers. How did we.manahe to let that happen?” monty joked.
****emd flashback****
Wednesday January 11 2040
Oh boy we just came.back from our first kidless vacation since our Honeymoon!!!! What a blast we had.. All inclusive for the win. We partied so much, I almost felt like a teenager again. Although monty and I ate pretty sure now that it's just him and I, Well be doing this kinda thing more.often I missed.traveling with him, alone. I think my life is about to take an even better turn!! And I couldn't be happier.
#montgomery de la cruz#monty de la cruz#montgomery x reader#justin foley#scott reed#bryce walker#marcus cole#jeff atkins#ryan shaver#alex standall#tyler down#clay jensen#tony padilla#zach dempsey#13rw#13 reasons why#13rw imagine#thirteen reasons why
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Erin was perched on the edge of her tree stump. The smell of fall hung heavy in the air. Guy remained quiet, and seemed to be meditating on a piece of tree bark he was slowly turning over in his hands.
"So, you realize you're like a mini legend in this town. It's really awesome to meet you! Do you live around here?" Erin asked
Dayla remained quiet, and continued to look at the yellow fallen leaves underneath her black converse. She kicked a couple of the leaves and dug her foot into the soil a bit. Then, as quiet as a whisper, she said "I was born here. Ya"
Cujo had curled up to my leg, and was nuzzling into my calf. Dayla continued. "They like you a lot" she glanced up a bit at me. "Yeah, Cujo and I are cuddle buddies! isn't that right hamsterhead!" I said as I vigorously patted her head. I couldn't believe the conversation was actually making sense. Somehow, through the acid haze, there were words coming out of my mouth, and they actually made sense. How can words even work? I thought to myself.
"Is it true you graduated from Stanford at just 14?!" Erin asked.
"Yes" Dayla replied.
"That's so cool. Good to get it out of the way I guess!" Erin continued.
"Sure" Dayla said as she gazed into the distance. "I gotta go"
Guy piped up unexpectedly loud, and blurted out "See YA! Great to meet you!" and we both looked at him a bit bewildered by the outburst. Cujo was now nestled into my lap nicely, and closed their eyes, her non existent chin wedged perfectly into the side of my knee.
"Ok. Bye then" Dayla stated plainly as she began to back into the woods. But Cujo stayed. Dayla looked up, shrugged her shoulders a bit, and continued on, with a dozen other dribbles hopping around her. She black silhouette again, going off into the distance. Guy continued to stare at the tree bark, and I looked over at Erin. It was then that I realized her face wasn't moving.
"Erin" I said. And then glanced at Guy. He was also frozen in time, staring straight at the little chunk of tree bark in his hands. I felt Cujo sit up in my lap, and I looked down, and she was staring right back at me. Instictively I stood up, looked to the figure in the distance, Dayla was gone. Guy and Erin were both frozen in time, and Cujo was sitting and looking up at me like an extremely serious gerbil. I shouted both of their names numerous times, and even poked Guy in the shoulder. Trying to see if they were playing a joke on me, but his body was stiff. The same for Erin. I rush of fear came over me. Could it be the acid? I thought to myself. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. Opened them, only to see the same exact scenario as before. Cujo walked up to my foot, looking up. Under my breath I said to Cujo "What the hell is going on" and closed my eyes again. Hoping the next time I opened them everything would be back to normal, if that was even possible. When I opened my eyes, Cujo had jumped up onto the stump I had been sitting on. It was then, that I heard Siri's voice coming from somewhere, speaking softly "Vitamin, shhhhh" she said. I look around frantically but couldn't discern where it was coming from. "Siri?!" I blurted out. Cujo had hopped off of her stump and was in front of me now. Her eyes were normally a deep black with a bit of brown trim. But now the outside of her eyes glowed blue. "Siri?!" I said to Cujo. Cujo blinked their eyes, and then spoke. "Vitamin. You must stay focused on the mission which you've agreed to." How could I stay focused when both of my friends had been turned into living statues and I was talking to a cyborg hamster that some kid made on Crispr.
"Please Vitamin, this is an extremely important mission which you've been chosen for"
"Fuck your mission! I'm not doing it!" I shouted at the overgrown furball.
"You already are" Siri replied.
"What the fuck are you talking about Siri! Bring my friends back!"
"In a few moments you will be joining them." Siri said calmy. "I want you to imagine you're in a movie theater, and it's pitch black inside, and only a screen is before you. And you drift closer, and closer to the screen"
At this moment I felt my eyes begin to get heavy, and my body grow limp.
"You're floating closer and closer to the screen"
I was in the movie theater now. My body levitating towards the blue screen in front of me. "You're going to enter into the screen, and when you do so, you will taken inside a building. It's a large office building. Grey carpet, the smell of citrus cleaner in the air, and cubicles, and cubicles full of computers and family photos. "
I was floating above a normal day in a nondesript office building. All of the workers were sitting on their computers, and some were chatting near the copy machine. I looked to my right, and there was guy looking back at me. To my left was Erin. Nobody said a word. I know I certainly couldn't speak, and I imagine neither could Guy or Erin. We all floated above the office workers. A door opened in the corner of the office, and we floated through it, and down a hallway. Siri's voice continued.
"Welcome to Quicksilver headquarters." Siri said in a somewhat sarcastic voice, knowing that she sounded like a corporate training video. And with that , we noticed our clothes had been changed into business casual wear. Guy had dorky glasses on, his hair was combed nicely. Erin had a black skirt on, a sweater and her hair was pulled back tightly. I was wearing a white button up shirt, with a blue tie with little intertwined bunnies on it. We slowly descended from the ceiling, and found ourselves outside a series of glass windows looking in on a warehouse sized room full of servers. A guy with curly dark brown hair and black rimmed glasses walked by, "Hey Guy Smiley!" he said as he walked by. They could see us. Out IDs hung around our necks on red fabric necklaces. A woman came down the hall in a brisk walk, and smiled at us, and I smiled back. She knew us. The servers, and the air conditioners in the server room hummed through the glass window. I felt my hand gripping my fob in my hand and placing it up against the reader next to the door. I was on autopilot. We all were. The lock on the door clicked twice and a light near the reader changed from red to green. I opened the door, and we all walked in. The room was awash in the white noise of servers and air conditioner units, and I don't think we could hear a word if any of us were yelling at the top of our lungs. We continued walking, turned down an aisle of servers, all of these LED blinking like Christmas lights around us, as we continued on. Another door, another key fob in my hand, locks clicking, light turning from red to green, and we were in another room. This room had been soundproofed, and there was three screens and a white desk in the middle of it.
I felt my hand digging into my pocket, and my pockets were full of these small little plastic rectangular things. Like little toys of some sort. Once my hand got out, I could see that it was a USB drive. Erin had walked up to the door, and was looking out, back into the sea of servers. Guy sat down at the computer and held out his hand. I gave him the USB, and he popped it into the computer. The computer sprang to life, and we were presented with a sign in screen, and Guy's fingers quickly typed the password into the keyboard without missing a beat. I stood over him, watching what was going on. In absolute fear. Everyone was completely calm, and collected. It was as if we had all been programmed to do what we were doing. I could see Guy had got into the terminal, and was typing commands like mad, as numbers and letters whizzed by the screen Matrix style. He pulled out the USB. Looked up at me. And we walked back out the door, into the noise of the server room, out the second door, we then levitated into the ceiling, out through the movie theater, and back onto Cottonwood grove. Guy was staring at a piece of bark, Erin was frozen in time, and Cujo was on my lap.
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Midtown High's Newest Snowbunnies By BlackingPacking
Midtown High's Newest Snowbunnies
By BlackingPacking
Submitted: July 10, 2020 Updated: July 10, 2020
Mary Jane Watson and Gwen Stacy want to buy some weed for the first time. They end up joining the ever-growing ranks of thotty teen snowbunny party freaks. A bit of subversion of expectations
Provided by Hentai Foundry.
Chapter 1 - Aaron Davis, Part one 2
1 - Aaron Davis, Part one
Gwen Stacy and Mary Jane Watson were, among other things, very different types of rebellious.
Gwen was edgier, tomboyish, borderline violent with how her sense of humor was. The tomboy aspect was helped by her disappointingly small bust. She couldn’t even reach a C cup.
Mary Jane, on the other hand, was quirkier, more nerdy, would more likely win an argument with a teacher than just annoy one. And her bust was a spot she excelled at. Or two spots.
Both, though, did plenty of similar things, even together. Sex was one of their favorites, with plenty of steamy lesbian moments, with sloppy wet kissing, pussy licking, and ass eating shared between the two of them. Not to mention complaining about Peter Parker’s tiny little peter. One of their favorite memories was when MJ was on her last break with Peter when they both went to a party in the sluttiest clothes they wore. MJ knew Peter would be there, and wore a leather corset and dyed her hair black just to freak him out. She and Gwen had some damn good phone sex after that. They spent hours on the phone almost every night, without either’s family knowing, having the kinkiest phone sex their FBI agents could imagine. This being before they’d graduated to full on hot lesbian fucking.
Something they’ve only done once, however, was smoke a joint. Gwen got it from a party, hid it from her father, and let Mary Jane share in enjoying the small amount of actual mary jane. They’d enjoyed it, but that was weeks ago. They wanted more.
And what better way, thought MJ, than getting it herself? That’d show Gwen for always saying she was the cooler one.
She wouldn’t even go to the school’s dealer, Hobie Brown. They needed a guy who could get them whatever they wanted- weed, high nick vapes, fake IDs, whatever. She’d get the good stuff from the guy who every kid in midtown was told to stay away from on their walk home, the guy Hobie wanted to be.
Aaron Davis, garbed in a purple t-shirt under his leather jacket, smoked a vape in an alleyway. Nothing illegal, and he never got high on his own supply. He never even kept his product in the same place day to day. It was how he made himself the biggest dealer left in Midtown. He was smart, far smarter than most. And he wasn’t even 25 yet. The guy was going places.
As for Mary Jane, she liked his confidence already. He stood there with swagger, looking more impressive than 90% of the students at Midtown, easily. He was a few inches taller than her, and almost half a foot taller than Gwen, but carried himself like he was far, far above them. They liked that.
Best of all, they’d heard rumors that Aaron accepted sex as a payment. And sex was Gwen and MJ’s favorite thing.
It certainly helped that he was black. Everyone knew what that meant, of course, and it’d be a welcome
change after only having sex with all 3 inches of Peter Parker.
MJ had a whole pervy little plan concocted. She had managed to arrange a meeting with Aaron through Hobie, set at 2:55, right after school let out. Gwen was told, though, that she should meet behind the apartment flats the students were all told to stay away from at 3:30. MJ had her stuff ready during last period, and nobody cared that she brought her backpack to class.
Nobody but Peter, of course.
“Hey, MJ,” he asked after the 2:50 bell rung.
“What is it, Peter?” she asked, annoyed after spending a full 45 minutes horny beyond belief. It was a struggle for the redhead not to finger her pussy through her jeans.
“Ah, nothing MJ. You just looked uncomfortable all class- plus you had your backpack today. In a hurry for something?” He acted so fucking cocky. As much as MJ told herself that she was a size queen who only deserved the biggest, hottest cocks, she had to admit that Peter was cute. He had that whole ‘hot nerd’ thing he was growing into since he lost the glasses, got a whole lot fitter, and had a confidence boost. She actually got wetter. She hoped the over-observant bastard didn’t notice how the wet spot in her panties felt like it was soaking into her jeans.
“Yeah- I’m, uh, not feeling great now Peter. I’ll talk later if I can though!” She walked faster.
“Oh. Alright. I’ll, uh, call you?” He called, stopping as she sped off.
“Don’t bother!” she yelled.
By 2:55, she was at the location. Her tight maroon and white t-shirt showed off her round tits perfectly, and her jeans showed off her ass like nothing else she owned. They were bell-bottoms, something that hadn’t been in style for 40 years, but she knew the curviness made her butt pop just that much more.
And then, there he was. The purple garbed tall black man, standing behind the old apartments across the street. They were home to single mothers and school kids, none of whom would be home now. MJ wondered how many he had fucked.
She knew the stereotypes of course. White man, small dick, but black man? Big dick. She new her mom had joked to May Parker about how MJ’s abusive asshole of a dad was just insecure about his ugly little pecker. She’d even heard him say the N word a few times. How the hell a beauty queen like MJ came from a guy who, from what she heard, had hairy little marbles for balls was a mystery to her.
But Aaron Davis? Not only would he not have to be too impressive to dwarf Peter and Mr. Watson, but he still looked like he’d be impressive against anyone. He looked good without trying too hard, he could model if he didn’t have such rough features, especially under that tight t-shirt.
The definition of big dick energy. And that didn’t even count the bulge in his jeans.
“Hey there,” MJ breathed, looking around the corner to see no one followed her. Her heart felt like it
was in her throat. She was gonna fuck thi 20-something year old dude. She didn’t know how or where or in which of her eager teen holes, but she know she would.”
“Yo- MJ, right?”
She nodded, “do you- have the stuff?”
“The stuff?” He cracked up, “yeah kid, I do. But how do you know you’re not a cop?”
MJ stopped. “A-a cop?”
“Yeah. Ya gotta admit it’s fishy. High school bitch, askin for weed when she coulda just gone to my boy Hobie? What are you, little girl, freshman, sophomore? 14 or 15? I’m down to get some head, but not to do anything illegal. Well, that kinda illegal.” He chuckled.
“I’m a senior, thank you! A-and look, here’s me student ID,” she flashes her wallet, showing the card and her under-21 drivers liscense. “That's enough?”
He chuckled again. “Yeah bitch, it’s good. But, I saw you got some good money in that wallet. You ain’t just gonna by my shit like a normal thottie?”
“I’m,” she walked up to him. Shakily she laid her fingers on his chest, “thottier than most, you might say.”
“Oh? You’re lookin nervous babe. Ever done this?” He lifted his fat bulge.
“I-I-I’m not a virgin! I know what to do.”
“But you’ve never sucked off a nigga in an back alley, have ya?”
A back alley? He wanted it here?!
The dirtiest she’d ever done was blow Flash Thompson in his bathroom while his girlfriend was outside. And even then, Flash Thompson, while better than most at 6 or 7 inches, definitely did not compare to the thing that stretched Aaron’s pants. “N-no...” she admitted.
“It’s ok girl,” he hummed. She looked up at him. Those tight round tits of hers nearly brushed against his chest, “I’ll show you the ropes.”
Suddenly, with a thud, she felt a large object slap against her stomach. She looked down and saw it- a long, fat cock.
“You can squat down right? Show me how low you can go.”
She obeyed with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. With her ass out lots more than it needed to be, she squatted down to take his cock in her mouth. It was bigger than her face, with a thick width and thick foreskin and a nice, fat head. It’d be hard to take down.
“Eat my ass, Peter,” she whispered as she held this big beautiful dick.
“‘Scuse me?” He asked.
“Oh,” MJ looked up. She was drooling. “Peters my, well, Gwen, the girl who’s coming later, Uh, our ex. He’s about this big.” She pinches her fingers together.
Aaron just burst out laughing, “Ah, don’t make me laugh!” Despite the obvious.
“It’s true!” she laughed too though. This big cock stared her right in the face. A real man’s cock. What the fuck was Peter gonna do about it, huh? Mary Jane had some reservations before, but as she opened her mouth all wide and breathy and nasty, she realized just how right it felt to suck on a cock this big. That’s what was really important. That a guy’s cock was big. It was a size game, and only the biggest, fattest, pants-tearingest cocks deserved to win. If Aaron took this cock away, MJ would probably curl up on the ground and cry.
Aaron rolled his eyes, “Whatever, bitch. Just keep goin with that jb-bj.”
“JB?” asked MJ as she popped her jaw each way to get ready to suck off that dick.
“Jailbait.” he whispered as she slid her tonguey mouth right down his veiny cock, “And whoo damn is it worth it”
“Mmmmgh!” said MJ happily as he started fucking his throat. Of course she was worth it- she was this close to a modelling contract, after all. She never wanted to be an airhead or some haughty bitch, but goddamn if that didn’t seem fun. Maybe if she’d joined the cheerleading squad she’d get black dick like this more often. Sally Avril probably got her ass raw dogged to nirvana. Cummed in too.
With Peter, MJ had been used to counting the seconds until he came. With Aaron, it was minutes. But just minutes. He wasn’t going at it subtly, roughly fucking the back of her throat so she drooled and spat over his hairy crotch and thick, muscled legs. He didn’t care about her pleasure, but not because he didn’t know how. Just because he didn’t want to. She was, along with being a customer who was probably being way overcharged, a cumdump to him. But little else. And he made it work, dammit.
He shot thick cum into her stomach. She’d heard it called ‘baby batter’ before, but now she understood this. As his balls tightened up and his truly manly cock got even veinier, she could feel how much batter-like man milk he was dumping in her. She could barely close her mouth with it all in, after he stopped.
Baby batter. In the back of her mind, she was thankful he didn’t just shoot that up her pussy or she’d have some serious explaining to do.
On the other hand, she really wanted to get fucked. Fucked hard. Fucked right in the pussy by this cocky, misogynistic, drug dealing black thug. With his big fucking cock. Because fuck what she needed, she’d be getting what she wanted.
“Mmm-mmmmm!” she said, biting her lip as she sat down on the filthy alley ground, legs spread, and started shaking. She kept moaning like that until her jeans were totally soaked. She’d cum from barely even touching him. Barely even being touched.
“You bitches are weird, you know that?”
“I- I’m sorry, but I don’t care,” MJ stood up and began stripping, “Wanna fuck?”
“Ah shit, girl- right here?”
“M-hmm. C’mon, I’m so fucking horny,” she just threw her underwear down with her clothes.
“Didn’t you just cum?”
“Yeah- and I said I was fucking horny!” MJ’s mind told her to stop, that rawdogging this dude in this alley was a horrible choice, no matter how big he was or how wet she had gotten, but those voices quieted as she orgasmed. They’d probably go away with the next. “So, how do you want it? Face to face, or me bent over?”
“Shit, you white bitches are all the same,” he said as he licked his lips. Aaron surely had no second thoughts.
But it seemed not all those voices came from inside her head.
No, one came from a thotty blonde genius who liked knives a little too much, who was walking right up to them.
“MJ- what the fuck?”
Oh shit- Gwen!
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We have a great crowd with a. You have a special crowd got to give him. Yes and yes all right you know her heavy over the top but Larry started pitch perfect. And bridesmaid you know him from the Hunger Games now there’s going in the new rom com isn’t it romantic. Please welcome rebel Wilson in Lian cams well. Guns so excited. That’s that’s yeah we’ve got to without would have to start our Friday out with a can graduate to you you got married. Miley Cyrus. The smaller wedding but how would that it was very incident was pretty assist immediate family a couple of the close friends. It was a really special back 88 and you play in you know what is your first Valentine did the married couple but did you realize that your wife. Invited rebel on the Valentine’s Day yeah. That’s Shane and her decision and she said it was like a truck who die of something tropical yet again three events. I don’t want to come up one. Lay and the five’s united. Oh eight. The right option. But you say you’ve been you’ve been listening to dating books on tape recently I. Deputy I had hitters like doing your romantic comedy and am you have watching shows like the bachelor and stuff nearby. I don’t like I’m Latin need to get more loving treatment behind it. And I’m not paid for special help as I was listening to tips. And I think doesn’t really good ones life here on Mike and Hayley date with somebody. Because I’m quite a strong independent woman. It’s good sometimes to. Keep the guys having to do like I might say would you mind honing my jacket Michael Connolly. A man who. And then you’ll say sure all considered awesome god thank you ma’am I’m. At and immediately. You doing me a small Saba Wheatley makes you Clayson to me real ecologically again. Think bills get the guy I tell Hologic handbags. Good yeah Hologic Jack head to sue is small play the flame I gotta listen to build your. I am telling has been I didn’t that kind of stuff that. But what you did and both did you both started in a great movie funny movie and rebel you your character hits her head. In wakes up and romantic comedy and Italy and you are the leading man but you have a look confessed in the make about one of the things you to Russia together. Yes mean you have no idea about its two business I can’t you know scene when you come out of the shallow yeah we’re looking buff. Painted Hank being an. Flood you with us yes I pesetas say that’s and it and hey Boston don’t telling me means hearing that day. Is that two of my tie announcements come off like the and we would seek the gluing them under the bed sheets. Prevalence sorry I didn’t need is from an injury for a man not the stunt in the down. And I didn’t want to tell you because it was such you know sixty sane. That in between tanks my makeup out of smell as like Angleton. Love. According Clint state sales back on and find now. Okay. The bloodshed I don’t know. Yeah wild yeah I knew I would say you look that way when you saw yourself what they are written with no certain are usually it’s just pretty uncomfortable with. City’s south. Plus I don’t know who would take a look at a clip this is not a clip of the toenails or the cooking up till now. But did the clip of the movie let’s check it out is that it romance. We made anything. Anything at all. During his time it’s. We coal mines cellular. Telephonic. That’s what I’m not. Very touting the EG realized that leg. Three point six an independent nation that has been good again Bob has only one year this. It. What I’ve heavenly. As you love interest I mean I think it couldn’t get anyone better about. It’s my time but don’t mean on one million with that. Leanne is a man nine means he just such a lovely guy he’s site funny in the down. And he sings and dances in the film today I can’t yeah. Good to have this amazing lady sweetest woman Ruth sweetest little while this does not want Foci but numb I’m riddle is an amazing amazing to. We had another project we’ve been trying to for a little while and then it’s camera around and I was. It’s very excited about rules rebels of real pro outlet. And this is the fifth may get produced as well okay. We had amazing ’cause I’m Adam divine from Pete spent eight as well. I am and drink a chopper now bring to talk Regina. Also married who doesn’t like yeah. It love it time’s the charm you and I I just need to find somebody who. Don’t celebrate so many of romantic comedies from the past yet in until cooked committee cliches of there is the singing and dancing scene there in leave this is your quote there is one of the most terrifying thing you’ve ever had to do it was a little scary. Yet a half ago. It actually went really well Tom when I told me that I’m planning on doing this song and dance number at the end of the films haven’t. In the script originally there it is an. And the idea of the ya doing that on the streets of neo Cruz was pretty scary Xanana grandstands as a consent agenda they about a half can’t. Or. Okay. And you can’t hips are. Now I’m physically Arab you know. I’ve taken nuts on ideas and dance moves and I think most of the dancers I was doing. And we just kind of feel in my body and sexual content. Feminine touch touch this move send them into my body didn’t call me OK I like that read away. Congratulations again on your wedding pre operable Chopra Jonas with here that we gave her a a wedding gift this like a newlywed waiting give week for us snow and as you are the newlywed but you’re going on the date at the third wheel about I let you take their wedding. I didn’t write about what he wouldn’t ideologues on any of the gifts. And they big difference up an olive I was pretty heavens and he isn’t. Okay. And yeah. Yeah the BYOK. Anyway let’s giving Nissan let’s and then the and go ahead mr. gift that went over. Oh well you. Slim beautiful plot. Okay. Throughout you can’t play through rubble got to toasted to look. On Wednesday Maria. Rebel thank you.
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“Gallery walk” the @whateverJewel interview
Man, what can I say about Jewel? @whateverjewel is an independent artist that currently resides in the Washington, DC and attends Howard University. From the time I laid eyes on Jewel in 2015 in the pre-calculus class we shared, (if you are reading this FUCK YOU MS. VALENT) I knew she was someone special. Something about her draws people to her. With a smile that will brighten a room Jewel is nothing short of a superstar, and I have felt this way since before I even knew she was an artist. Her approach to art is simply amazing. She has built a grassroots following of people who genuinely enjoy seeing how her work progresses and what the final product will look like. The work she does isn't just dope as fuck, many of her pieces have some type of meaning or inspiration behind them. Not only does she draw and paint she also makes clothes. I'm currently in the process of grabbing me an exclusive one of a kind shirt from her myself. Jewel is definitely someone you should take an interest in, even if you aren't the artsy type, I'm sure you will find something you can connect with even in the slightest. Just get on twitter or Instagram and search #jewelsart. Here are a few of my personal favorite pieces by jewel…
Now lets get to the interview!
First things first, Who are you?
“so! I'm me because well...i am. lmao my names jewel so what more can i really say???? honestly im really just a regular schmegular bitch who likes Netflix and eating and napping and drawing.
When and How did you get your start in making art?
i was always making art lol, my preschool and my first grade teachers told my mom i was going to be an artist so i really can't pinpoint how it started. it just did and it just is”
Who are some people who influenced your early work?
“my early work is, like i said, as early as preschool lol. so like my laterish work, more towards highschool, because i taught myself to really paint, like more seriously around that time...and my life honestly just sucked lol. so i pulled alottttt from that; id rather have my pain inspire me than hinder me”
Who are some mentors of yours?
“i had no real mentors (because honestly my life and my interactions with others inspire me most) until my senior year when i won a scholarship to have a personal visual arts mentor...and he was so great! he was all about showing me how to be myself and still grow as an artist and i loved that. now i have all these bomb ass professors for mentors and they teach inside and out of the studio and i love love love how much they let you build a personal relationship with them, especially bc all of my mark ass racist ass high school art teachers were awwwwwful. they didn't care about me or my visions and intentions. so fuck em ;)”
If you had to describe your art in 5 words or less how would you describe it?
“ok 5 words to describe my artttt: crazy, sexy, kewl, chillin, etc?
naaaah deadass um, personal, expressive, colorful.....imma stick with sexy and kewl lmaooo’
What words of encouragement do you have for aspiring artists?
“for inspiring artists? literally nike shirt that hoe and just do it!!! dont fear anything, just dive in head first. the key to that is to delete any expectations you have for how your work should/shouldnt look because honestly that fucks you up. never compare your work to others, you are your only competition. be better than YOU!!!! and when its time to "decide what you want to do with your life" after graduation or whatever, art IS a legit thing to do with your life!!!! dont ever let a single person make you deny that“
What are you currently studying in school?
“im currently a painting major at Howard university and its funny because, like, when people found out i was going to Howard and moving to dc they were super lit for me...but when they would ask my major and i would tell them painting, its like they weren't as excited for me anymore. like my major wasn't good enough. but I'm the type of artist who knows what the painting will look like before ts done, and in that same right, i know ill be successful regardless of the process.”
How supportive was your family in your decision to pursue art?
“my fam is SUPER SUPPORTIVE!!! even though neither of my parents are artistic, they never ever ever made me feel like my art wasn't important or realistic. i have so much supplies from years of asking for bday and Christmas gifts and them understanding that art was just simply my thing. my parents both pushed me super hard in school and that gave me drive in an artistic sense as well....like I'm motivated so much because they're so poppin. i couldn't do it without them, and I'm the only child, so id like to think they couldn't do it without me either lmao“
I see you make clothing as well, tell me about The Naughty list. How did it start and who were some people that influenced you to make clothes?
“YO THE NAUGHTY LISSSST. funny you should ask. so i went to this panel on design at school, and the presenter basically was suggesting how doing "bad" things makes for a much more creative mind. its like theres more thinking and planning and plotting and scheming...and when those that exercise that same enegy channel it into creative activity, its soooooo much more powerful. and that intruigued me like crazy bc, trust me, im living proof. so i openned up this suggestion box and told people to confess their absolute WORST BEHAVIOR. and so i had it going for about two weeks, then i compiled the list and divided them all into two main categories of sin: lust and indulgence. the stories/confessions for each category that reeealllly stood out, i turned those into specific images. the ones that were left, i hand wrote them, and used them as the texture for the background”
When you sit down to a blank canvas where do you pull your inspiration from?
“when i sit down to a blank canvas, i dont pull inspiration from anywhere in that moment. im allllways getting inspired, literally once i draw the canvas sketch, im already inspired and ready as hell to go!!! i have this desktop folder and google drive folder and album on my phone titled "inspo" so whenever i see anything remotely interesting, i save it so im sure not to forget....bc im usually pretty in my own world and get kinda forgetful lmao”
What can people expect from you this year?
“this year? who knows lmao. expect new clothes and art for purchase...but thats all i got for ya for now ;)”
Quotes you live by…
“quote to live by???? shit my senior quote is always my mood:
"i take a whackin and keep on smackin" -cheetah girls, 2003
Any shoutouts...
“shoutout to every person i ever met, yall all made me. i made yall too. thats the crazy thing about life, ya know? shoutout to every single person who ever commented something positive on insta, retweeted me, or hmu with something supportive...i hear it all, i feel it all, and i appreciate it all!! i dont really wanna shoutout anyone individually bc id prob leave so many great (and not so great) people out, but i have to give an ultimate shoutout to asante parkins...i would not be who i am without his presence, and im forever different since hes gone away. love him (but love yall too ya feel me)”
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Chapter 17 (Behind the Walls)
Behind the Walls Masterlist
Pairing: Professor!Bucky X Reader
Words: 1,752
Warnings: Intense kissing…and some mentions of bad relationships!
Summary: You are currently getting your PhD in Art History, your dissertation being about The Power of Nudity in Art. Your advisor recommends you switch from being her TA to another professor because she feels her health is declining and wants you to get the best help/advice from someone new. She recommends Dr. James Barnes and believes he will be of great help to you. Things don’t turn out as you plan.
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9:37 A.M.
You walked to class with Bucky, talking about what to work on next with your paper. Because you helped Steve, you barely had anytime to think about the midterms for Bucky’s classes, both of which were on Wednesday.
“How about we just work on those tomorrow and we can work on your paper today?” Bucky asked while opening the door for you.
“Honestly, I think we can just work on that after the midterms.”
“Ya but we’ll be correcting them. I don’t want to be put a hold on your paper for that long.”
You smiled at him and tried to remain unaffected by how caring he was. “We can correct those on Wednesday and Thursday and then just work on my paper on Friday.”
“You seem more excited about this than I am.” He laughed and motioned you to take a seat.
“Good morning. So as you may have read on the syllabus, your first exam is on Wednesday. Now, please don’t panic. If you took good notes and listened to my rambling, you’ll do absolutely fine. Yes in the back?”
“What’s the format of the test?”
“Good question. I will go easy on you guys for the first one. I hated them when I went to school so I won’t put you through the pain of having to memorize for them; there’ll be non IDs-” Before he could finish, everyone started clapping and you heard a few “thank god” and “wow he isn’t an asshole after all” which made you smile.
“Let me finish…the exam while consist of 2 essays. Obviously I don’t expect them to be like the reports I am asking of you guys, but please do come up with a good thesis. Onen essay will just be about one work of art and the other will be a compare and contrast. Before you ask me, I will pick the works we discussed most and ones that you could write a lot of information about.”
“Will the final be the same?” Someone asked from the back of the class.
“Not decided yet. Any more questions?”
“One last thing, the works we will discuss today will not be on the midterm. I think that would be unfair.” He started lecturing after.
11:32 A.M.
“That’s all I had for today. We’re finishing lecture early today, Dismissed.” He started collecting his papers and you walked back with him. “Hey how come you ended early?” You sat next to him on the couch.
“Honestly, I didn’t prepare for the next lecture and I needed to put some notes together.” He turned on his laptop and dug through some files.
“Why? Is everything okay?” You asked with worry apparent in your tone.
“Ya I just..I don’t want to tell you just yet. Might freak you out.” He chuckled nervously and avoided your gaze.
“Babe what’s wrong? Did something happen?” You looked to see if the door is shut and it was.
“Ya ya I just…after our talk on Saturday, I realized something and I thought about it all of Sunday.” He placed his laptop on the floor and looked at you. “I just…you were so open with me and I wasn’t and I think I should tell you what happened to me the last time I fell in lo-” He stopped himself before saying anything.
“I love you Y/N. I know it’s way too soon. You don’t have to say anything now but I just needed to get this out of the way and I want to be as open with you as you were with me. Jeez I’m rambling and you’re probably thinking I’m cra-”
“I love you too.” You couldn’t tell who was more surprised, you for blurting it out without thinking or him realizing what you just said.
The next few minutes happened without either of you remembering where you were. You almost attacked Bucky with the way you straddled him, and he was holding your hips so hard you were sure his hands were going to leave marks on your body. You kissed him like your life depended on it and the more you pulled on his hair, the more intense the kiss got and your moans grew louder by the second. His hands started to roam up and down your body and you couldn’t tell which one you enjoyed more. You felt his metal one through your shirt and it send shivers down your neck but when his other hand grabbed your neck, you arched your back without noticing.
He took this chance to attack you with kisses on your neck and pulled your shirt down a bit, licking your clavicle down to your shoulder, making you aggressively pull his hair. This snapped him out of the haze he was in and rested his head on your shoulder.
“Shit…that was….we need to.” He wasn’t able to form a sentence and the only sound you heard was your heartbeat and his rapid breathing.
“James-”
“No please…don’t…please don’t say my name like that. I can’t control-” He stopped talking and rested his head on the back of the couch.
“Bucky…we gotta go! Class is in 15 minutes and you didn’t prepare yet.” You started fixing your hair and your shirt. You realized you were still sitting on his lap and decided it was best to get up before this went any further. But when you stood up, you saw the tent in his pants and you blushed so hard, you were sure you looked like a tomato.
“Bucky?” You saw him clenching his hands and grabbed the water from your bag.
“Here I think you need this more than me at the moment.” You laughed and sat on the farthest chair from him. He looked down and tried to cover himself with his laptop. Chugging the whole water bottle down, he looked up at you and saw how red you were. “I think I should be the one embarrassed right now, not you. Sorry doll..I can’t really control-”
“Are you kidding me? The sexiest man I ever met just got a boner from me. Bucky…that’s the confidence boost I needed.” You both laughed really loudly and you decided to go to your office and leave him to focus.
2:09 P.M.
If he wouldn’t have told you, you would have thought that he prepared this lecture ages ago. The man was a genius and for some reason, that turned you on even more than before your little make out session in his office. You couldn’t look at him the entire time he was talking because you knew for sure both of you would blush like cornered nuns.
On your way to get lunch, you met Steve, and he decided to join you.
“Y/N are you free Friday?” Steve asked in the middle of chewing a pizza slice.
“No why?” Bucky replied before you could even open your mouth.
“Wow Y/N your voice got offly deeper lately. You coming down with a cold?” You laughed at his sarcasm and saw Bucky paying more attention to the food now.
“So I’m correcting the tests for him on Thursday because we haven’t worked on my dissertation in a while and we were going to try and get some stuff done on Friday. Why?”
“That’s okay I’ll just ask one of the other graduate students to help me correct the midterms.”
“I mean I can correct the IDs. That’s shouldn’t take too long so I’ll just do it Saturday morning.”
“Why Saturday morning in particular?” Steve asked and then realized he was being too nosy. “Sorry that just came out..no need to answer.”
“No it’s fine. I’m going out with friends Saturday night and I’m pretty sure I’m waking up at noon on Sunday.” You heard Bucky stop eating and not moving next to you. “Are you ok?” Steve asked and you just stared at him.
“Ya ya fine. Good. I’m just…GReat.” He collected his food and walked stood up, leaving a smirking Steve and a confused you.
“The hell just happened?” You looked at Steve.
“That is the most dangerous trait in the world my friend. It’s called jealousy.” He continued eating as if nothing happened. You finished eating and excused yourself from Steve.
3:13 P.M.
You walked in the office and saw that Bucky had students with him so you just went straight to your office. You looked through your notes and recordings to see what he discussed most and brainstormed some ideas for the midterm questions. Some time passed and when you heard the door shut, you looked at your watch.
5:07 P.M.
You walked out with your laptop, content with the questions you came up with and ready to talk to Bucky about them. You saw him sitting at his desk.
“Hey so I have some ideas ab-”
“Were you going to tell me about Saturday night?” He looked at you sternly and you were shocked by how serious he got all of a sudden.
“I mean it would have probably come up during our conversation. Why?” You realized why he got angry during lunch. “Let me guess: you thought I was going with some guy didn’t you?” You sounded more harsh that you meant and he got out of his seat.
“No I didn’t. I thought ‘shit some guy might try to do something to her and I won’t even be there to protect you.’ That’s what I thought Y/N.”
It was quiet for a while until you grabbed his hand and started playing with his fingers. “That’s why we take Pietro with us. He usually punches anyone who gets close to me or my other friends.”
“Fucking…that Pietro. You’re making me hate him when I never even met the guy.” He relaxed a bit but you sensed how tense he still was.
“He’s just a friend…nothing more.”
“Are you sure?”
“Bucky…I’m not his type! Believe me.” You laughed.
“How do you know doll?”
“Because I am sure that if you ever do meet him, he’ll try to steal you away from me.” Bucky realized what you were saying and that made him relax even more. “So you had ideas for the exams?”
You spent the rest of the day preparing the exams and decided to call it a day when you saw how dark it was outside.
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Why I Left Myrtle Beach PT 3
The longer we were at the beach the more issues we kept having. Some of which are as follows me not being a driver, high school or college graduate, having a job not a career. I started Penn Foster and tried to make it work. I couldn’t get my DLs because my state ID is from Nashville. It just seemed every time I tried a solution it made more issues. I still tried every time I was off work, before work I was taking classes. The only time I didn’t was when we both were home. I did it that way so that I could be there if Ran needed me. Sometimes it lead to arguments. We argued so bad one night I called my parents to bring me home to TN. That was a mistake all it did was add fuel to the fire and randyn and I broke up over it. We still lived together and slept in the same bed. Ran was detached he didn’t show me any affection. Instead of calling me a pet name he’d say hey or use my name. It hurt that he wouldn’t call me baby or kiss me or say I love you. We were done. This went on for a month. Anytime I’d make a pass at him he’d curve me or be too tired. After a while I knew he was getting down with someone else. I was hurt when I went through his phone and found text between him and another man. I cried myself to sleep and lost it everyday. I felt embarrassed and like I had failed considering that when I found the texts they were 3 days after my birthday! So well we were broke up and he was in FL I hooked up with 2 different ppl out of anger an spite. Then after that weekend we came to TN to see my parents and his mom. My mother knew something was up but didn’t push it! She told me before we left if I needed to come home she had my back. I told her thanks but we’re OK. Which wasn’t true. Then on June 10 we woke up an washed clothes and after we finished the laundry we went to get food. Randyn blew up on me about money! Another argument oh great! We fought for three days and every time he’d look at me I knew he hated me. I told him ya know if I make you that unhappy I can leave! He didn’t like that….Randyn told me the only way I was leaving him was in a body bag!…So after work on the 11th my co-workers and family banned together and made sure I got out! I cried all night every time I was left alone with my thoughts I’d break down! I knew I had to go and that it would be safer that way. I was scared and all alone. I was hurt and now his words ring in my head loud and clear. I also think of what was going through his head when he realized I wasn’t coming home. I was scared to go back to the place we shared!… Now I know most people would hate somebody for saying stuff like that, but I don’t hate Randyn! I forgive him and pray for him! I still have hope that he’ll be successful in life. That he’ll be okay and able to move on. I don’t think our paths will ever cross again but if they do, I hope that there is no animosity towards each other. I say that because the Randyn I left wasn’t the Randyn I fell in love with.
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