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ur-mousey · 4 days

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If you’re doing requests could you write smth smutty with jeffery from class of 09 x female reader w some dubcon

Benzo-Addict ~

Yandere! Jeffery x F! Reader

Part Two is in progress. Will contain heavy smut!

warning college AU, mature, non-con, heavy drug use, hostage situation, violence. 1.8k

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** Choice ** Head home, hang in the res quad with the other losers, or hot box it in a classroom with Nicole and Jecka. * click *

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"Nicole, what the fuck is a benzosexual exactly?" Your head whipped to the side at record speed. "Sounds... not good?" You popped a chip in your awaiting mouth. The salt and tang collided on your tongue. A moan then threatened to emerge with each solid crunch. But, you'd held it at bay.

"I feel like we had this conversation before..." Nicole mused through a hit of the shared joint. With a sigh, smoke mingled between the girls, whispering with the dust flurries kicked up through their shuffling.

The classroom you all snuck into felt stiff and desolate, a reminder of how teachers truly made the space. Professors rotate, and it's wholly evident. The walls remained bare through full seasons and multiple decades. Autumn fades without color and Spring rises to meet its end.

This educational prison stood in the glory of its bareness, except for the singular doodle of Homer Simpson on the whiteboard. And the desks were neatly arranged, bolted down into place. Only the chairs beckoned students to sit. They awaited for the next class’s arrival. However, it being a Friday afternoon meant that classes seldom came to these halls

"It's because we had." Jecka retorted before gesturing to you, "She just wasn't here for it."

Nicole scoffed, "Sucks for her that she missed all the pedophiles and rapists, and now we're stuck with molesters and rapists who don't go after minors' asses."

Jecka puffed her chest up before sighing dramatically. "Remind me, why are you still Hitler? Grow out of it."

“I’ve grown -obviously- because I can’t call every man a pedophile in relation to me. Your whore sister, in 6th grade, she’s surrounded by them by the dozen… See!? Development, bitch.”

"Okay, Nicole equals Hitler, but what's a benzosexual?" You urged the pair on. You felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. But you decided to ignore it for now.

"Someone attracted to the unconscious," Jecka twirled her fingers. A singular strand glowed too brightly in the setting sun. "There was just this dumb jock named Kylar at our high school who was constantly -and I mean it, constantly- putting weird shit in girls drinks."

"Isn't that illegal? Like, report him."

"He played lacrosse," Nicole muttered. "Reporting it wouldn't do shit. Sports players get molested all the time by their grimy coaches, and it’s the girl's fault.”

You reached for another glorious bite, munching on it with deliberate ease. "Truly the Pessimist," You hissed through gritted teeth. Nicole's stare momentarily flashed to your face, eyes redden and lazy, smoke swirling out her nose, before she leaned further in.

"It's Jeffery, huh?"

Your phone was currently blowing itself shitless. The silence whirled with a frenzy of buzzes. All from your ex-lab partner, you'd assumed. Not a single moment was left undominated by his insistence for your attention. Jeffery needed a response to whatever you didn't care. Up, the buzzing went, utilizing your spinal cord as a ladded. The vibration climbed through your veins, propping its feet between your bones.

You retrieved your phone. 20 missed calls and 50+ texts.

"Forget creeps like Kylar when there's Jeffery. God couldn't even keep him away from us."

Jecka cackled as she leaned her chin upon your shoulder. "Good luck playing into his fetish. Being his... mommy!? And all. Meow~"

You flushed all red, "Don't read it!"

Jecka teased you unabashedly about Jeffery. You made the mistake of defending him after the first week of classes. To you, he was just a smart guy, albeit a little bit socially awkward. Scratch that: he's a lost cause in social interactions. It wasn't horrendous or anything. It made talking to him before stress-free. Now it's a different story.

Jeffery was immensely helpful to your 90 average in Environmental Science. He demonstrated class problems repeatedly until you held comprehension of the subject. There were times he had crossed the lines of your acquaintanceship. One random Monday, Jeffery gave a hentai DVD to you and a notebook that explained his depraved inner thoughts; 'I love watching 40-feet cat women step on guy's penises. The sight made my hand go faster till total completion.'

And frankly, you didn't want to know that. Jeffery, the weird otaku obsessed with NaruParty13, whom you felt bad for, proved to be a complete freak.

With your first semester ending, you closed the chapter of being his lab partner. In came new housing, with your boyfriend and away from the dorms, and less frequent trips to the dining hall, which meant fewer interactions with Jeffery. For literal fuck sake, you shared zero classes together, nor were you a part of the same major. Your paths strayed from one another. You entertained small talk here and there when it felt inevitable. Any sane person would let this lack of relationship go. Not Jeffery.

"I'm not playing into anyone's kinks aside from my own." You stuck your tongue out, shoving Jecka away.

"And sometimes your sleaze boyfriend."

"Yeah, 'cause I'm perfect 10 with a high libido." You mocked, matching your pitch to Jecka's. "And Cody's not a total sleaze."

Nicole tapped your shoulder with the joint in hand, "He's as depraved as any other man. Hence the usage of the word total."

** Choice ** Snatch the weed, or confront Jeffery. * click *

>>>

You could deal with Jeffery another day.

You were like a kite soaring through the sky. Your mind fell far into a different plane of existence than your own, but you didn't mind. The world was spinning. And, if you were in a room, you couldn't tell. No amount of stable ground could keep your feet stationed. Your vision was decorated in fuzz and pixels. And, in a twist of fate, you thought yourself tumbling forward.

You had taken it. Nicole's shit- that joint was strong as fuck. The first drag knocked your chest back in reverie. Yet you kept ripping. By the time you had left campus, you were inflicted with giggles, and you'd remained starry-eyed throughout dinner.

Then came the Friday night club scene. You downed shots like a bad bitch. Ghandi would be proud.

>>>

You stumbled through the shared flat with Cody. Your lips entangled with each other in battle. His hands groped your hips and pinched its flesh with fervent joy. His lips were chapped and his tongue held the remnants of beer. You enjoyed its taste against the mint of your gum.

Your boyfriend pulled away. Your name breached passed moans and whines, sobering your tequila-filled belly slightly. "Babe, please grab the Percocet... In the cabinet." Cody damn near whined. You nodded furiously, and your brain rattled against your skull.

He smacked a sloppy kiss on your forehead before shooing you away.

** Choice ** Sober up with water, or take a dive into prescription pill wonderland. * click *

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And down the hatch, the Percocet goes.

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"You... you little shi- Fuck!"

Cody? Was that you?

His words felt miles away and your head ached. You knew Cody was crying really ugly. Was he talking to you? Were you dying? You were neither here nor there. And faintly, you registered the sound of skin impacting skin. It was unmistakable.

Cody screeched, "That hurts dipshit!"

"You ruined her. People ruined her," A disembodied voice spoke over you. You groaned, head swirling with more things than one. Could it be a dream? Where were you? How were you here? If you opened up your eyes, would you be able to see? "She was absolutle... Beauty! A perfect girl rivaling those of the anime girls in Doki Doki Daisuke.

It was as if God answered my prayers and brought her to life in front of me. That's who she is to me -perfect as the day I met her... Before she met mean girls like Nicole. And, before she allowed you to defile her."

"Fuck," Cody screeched. "What the hell are you talking about!? We were dating before that whore, Nicole!" Who are you talking to?

Cody? I'm scared. I can't... get out of my own head.

His voice continued. "Look man, she was never going to be with you. We started going steady in high school. You were some bizarre loser, a complete neet, who got assigned as her lab partner. For fuck sake, she would've ignored you still without me or her friends. You are just a nuisance who can't take no for an answer! Is this your final attempt to get her to look at you!? Huh... HUH!? Well? Is it working? Does she see you now? Fuck no -she's unconscious! Guess who you're talking to? ME!!!"

Fingers carded over your scalp, itching at your crown. You tingled all over, and the coldest breath ghosted over your cheeks. "I would treat her better. I would put her on a pedestal that rivals Yuno Gasai, whom I believe to be the sluttiest and most desirable anime girl."

Was that voice Jeffery? You managed to whine at that, and you were promptly shushed -consoled like a child.

"She's like this because of you. You're supposed to protect her. What boyfriend allows his girlfriend to get this drugged out."

Silence.

Cody? Are you still there? Like actually, there? I don't understand. Why is this happening? What even is happening to me?

After a while, your boyfriend tsked, "She's a fucking addict, and it is hot as shit. Imagine what a drugged-up slut would do to please you."

Pause.

"Besides, You aren't at all above it. Don't act like you're better than me. Ain't it true that you roofie bitches? Hehe, now you're coming after my druggie girlfriend. Some SHIT!!"

"Y'a know, you talk too much," Jeffery whispered. And you found the strength within yourself to peel your eyes open. You were home. The few nicknacks you displayed glared into your retinas. Once, twice, it felt unbearable to blink. Your gaze started at the carpet, swooping to the left then the right, along the walls, and down to center

Your boyfriend's stared back at you. Then came the...

Screamss

You hadn't comprehended the missing beats of Cody's responses until then. In that state of limbo, words tied together rhythmically. Now, each plea and wail came out differently past battered lips. He begged you to run through swollen tongues and lisps.

Each pause was a catch of breath. Cody's chest rose and fell in quick succession. His face was bloodied. Swirled vermillion, slathered by a pair of hands. Where the original wound is, you couldn't tell. It was all over the place. Ropes circled his chest, soaking up red, and kept him strapped to a wooden dining chair.

"Co-" You sputtered. You couldn't stop the onslaught of coughs that inched its way up your throat. Before you could say anything more, Jeffery's palm smashed against your mouth. He finally gained your attention, all while waving a knife around.

"My darling sweetheart," Jeffery cooed with adoration. "I'll handle the trash. Go back to sleep. I was just about to silence him."

You wanted to vomit. You hoped that the acidity would transport you to a reality where you were kneeling over a toilet. Or a bush, fuck it. It could be anywhere than this. You'll take on hang-over Central despite wanting to die. You'll say fuck drugs and then by next week, you're on it again.

You can't stay away from Percs and Robo.

Jeffery's appearance was dishevled, a stark contrast from what you were accustomed to. His hair was overgrown and unkempt with inky stands that poked from every angle. It was utterly impossible to look away. His crazed eyes darted across your face, searching within you for something you weren't sure you had to offer.

He turned from you, speaking to Cody. "Stop screaming! Or I'll gut you if you interfere before what's coming next."

** Choice ** Figure out what's next, or miss part 2, bitch. * click *

.............................. Thank you for reading! Please leave ideas in the comments! Request rules are here! I overestimated once again how fast I could write. And my new job is so exhausting, I'm constantly on my feet. But part two will be out soon 🥳 I promised a creampie, and that will happen. This is just the setup. I got too invested in the plot.

>>> NEXT CLASS OF 09' POST: Benzo-Addict part 2

Due to the nature of the game, I tried writing differently than what I consider normal. But I had so much fun writing for this fandom. It'll be so entertaining to write up my toxic lesbian idea next. 🫣 Hope you guys like my work, and go check out my pinned post for more fanfic!!!!!

#class of 09 #class of 09 the re up #jeffery class of 09 #nicole class of 09 #jecka class of 09 #jeffery x reader #yandere x reader #male yandere x reader #yandere smut #college au #yandere #yandere otaku #tw drugs #tw noncon

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getodrools · 24 days

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UR TAKE ON NCEL CHOSO URE SO REAL he just seems like the perfect type of person to be brainwashed down the incel road.. plus the whining in the dialogue you added?? HAD ME WHIMPERING TOO. plus the breathy “ask gojo to buy you more” CHEFS KISS ! but if you have no ideas on what to write for him i have PLENTYYY

coughs EMO INCEL CHOSO coughs

im just saying itd be kinda hot for a loser like him ESPECIALLY as an emo boy to have his first time with a bimbo big tiddy reader and him not knowing what to do and the reader is js so ditzy it makes him freak out n get so carried away 😻😻😻 he probably doesnt even know what pulling out is .. plus who doesnt love an emo loser (thats prolly a perv)

but yk its js a thought… i think this ask is too long for a request but if u wanna get carried away i VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE !!! (in the art of fangirling)

— pearl anon <3

EMO CHOSO ??! alright now we're talking. ‘cause the contrast of ur pink and girly lifestyle filled with actual love and little to no brains… is perfect for him ! ! he could easily fill that stupid, empty little head up with his own thoughts— EEK!

he just likes how ur the brightest, cutest… pure thing to ever step into his room. which is absolutely sickening… for MULTIPLE reasons ! ! mysterious liquid, laundry loaded up – so is his small garbage can with wrappers and monster cans, even the unknown polaroids of u jammed in his desk doesn't top the filth…

just being a clutz MAKES HIM NERVOUS cause he's also fumbling around but in a wreck of shocked nerves :(( all that blood is only going straight to his dick; he can't focus while ur crawling all over him, kissing and touching him in places he thought his own slimy hands would only make best friends with ;((... i like to think, when he's groping u back, he's a little shakey. like, mouth wide and watching u SO CLOSE either to smell all the pants u breathe out or to see if u still even like him touching you… he gets so nervous if u’d back away he wouldn't know what to do, maybe he'd get really upset… gaslight, and manipulate u to draw u back in… too stupid anyways but that's down another whole road and deeper into his incel behavior >.<

emo choso deff has black, chipped nails too ! ! he only notices that urs are pink when u reach down to grab at his hand – which is working into ur pretty cunt and squeezing at fleshy tits ! — or either squeezing at ur throat ‘cause he hates and loves u ( more incel behavior sob ),,, he just can't accept someone like u is actually fond of him. not to just make fun or trick him :( but a pretty girl he'd usually sulk about in the corner of his room late at night, just scrolling and scrolling and— actually liking him let alone touching his dick is a DREAM !

choso gets embarrassed and he'd cum too quickly before u could even pull him out his damn drawls... but when he's springing back up, he can't help but embarrassingly whimper– ur working hands are just so warm and gentle compared to his ! ! he wouldn't be able to warn u either when he's about to cum AGAIN… just lodging all of his sticky goo down ur throat, some even flying out in arcs when u’d gag and pop him out, yet he'd try and push ur head back down, desperate and unknowingly… even ruining freshly done lashes while he's at it ! !… sigh…

#💬 𝐓𝐗𝐓.#📮 [ nonnie : pearl ]#I WILL WRITE MORE ON THIS PEARL!!!!#id LOVE to hear more about this #cause i could GO ONNN #OMGGG #ALSO THANK UU <333 #ᝰ choso kamo!#choso smut

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mingoori · 2 years

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the dorm sex blurb.... and minwon too? 🥵 i was wondering if you could go into that minwon dynamic?

OH my beloved minwon <3 also, i was not expecting to write so much for this but we have 1,057 words... oops?

"mingyu-yah, are you sure you don't want to tag along?" seungcheol asked, looking back at mingyu.

the younger boy nodded, "yeah, i'm fine staying here." he mutters. "i can cook some ramen for myself and wonwoo hyung."

seungcheol hums and waves mingyu goodbye before stepping out the front door. "alright. don't get into any trouble while we're gone!"

"I won't!"

not even fifteen minutes later, a bored-20-something mingyu lays flat on his bed, groaning as he stares up at the ceiling.

"stop groaning," says the lump covered in a weighted blanket from the bed beside his. "i'm trying to sleep here."

mingyu however, groans again "but i'm bored, wonu!" he rolls onto his side to eye the other boy who's still underneath his blanket.

"find something to do, you loser." wonwoo's mutters and mingyu could practically hear the older roll his eyes. "watch porn and jack off or something."

wonwoo said it nonchalantly but the lightbulb above mingyu's head lit up as he leaned over to reach for his laptop from the bedside table. he wasn't going to pass up on that idea, and if it means he gets to mess with his wonwoo hyung, then that just makes it better. they've been messing around together every now and then—given that they were both bisexual boys in their early twenties who just so happened to be very, very horny.

mingyu starts to palm himself through his sweatpants as he looks through the pornsite.

when he eventually finds a video interesting enough, he doesn't even bother plugging in his earphones and just lets the video play with the volume set loud enough for wonwoo to hear.

grinning to himself, mingyu pulls his sweats and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring free. a groan sounds through his chest when he wraps a hand around the base of his cock, gently applying pressure.

he continues to jack himself off in a slow, almost antagonizing pace, drawing out low moans from his lips as he watches the video. he slips out a muffled “shit” when he feels himself getting closer to the edge. but he stops and looks over to see wonwoo's form shuffling underneath his blanket and mingyu grins, "come here, hyung."

finally, wonwoo peeks up at him from underneath his blanket with his eyes squinted and lips pressed into a straight line.

"I wasn't expecting you to take what i said seriously," wonwoo mutters, pushing himself up and off of the bed as he walks exactly five steps to reach mingyu's bed.

the younger chuckles, scooting over so his hyung could have space to sit on. "yeah, well, i wouldn't really pass on getting off."

"of course you wouldn't, you horndog."

"you're not any better, hyung." mingyu says, leaning over to nip at wonwoo's neck. "you wouldn't be joining me right now if you weren't."

wonwoo bites back a moan, not wanting to give mingyu the satisfaction. "whatever," he mutters, eyes glued to the laptop between them as he watches the men on screen humping each other.

mingyu though, has long forgotten about the video. how could he even look at anything else when his pretty wonwoo hyung was here, dick straining against his shorts pretending like mingyu isn’t affecting him.

he hums in satisfaction when wonwoo gasps when his hands slip inside his shorts to cup at his clothed erection. “you always sound so pretty, hyung.” mingyu grins against the older boy’s neck. he tugs down the older boy’s shorts, grinning when wonwoo’s hard cock slaps against his abdomen.

“holy shit, gyu.” he pulls his face away and brings his arms up to wrap round mingyu’s neck, hands finding its way to mingyu’s hair to tug at the black locks. he leans in and presses their lips together for a hot and wet kiss.

mingyu feels the other boy moaning into the kiss when he flicks his wrist in the way he knows wonwoo likes it when he reaches the head of his cock, thumb running over the slit to spread the precome down his length.

he feels wonwoo’s hands grip slip down to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin before he feels a hand wrapped around his own cock.

“hyung,” mingyu grunts, pulling away from the kiss to press their foreheads together. wonwoo chuckles breathlessly as he starts to fuck his fist around mingyu’s cock. “oh, fuck.”

they continue to jack each other off, mingyu’s laptop long forgotten. their pace began to get sloppy, a telltale sign that they were both nearing their climax. “hyung, shit. shit,” mingyu was always the louder one in bed but he knew wonwoo loved him that way.

“mingyu-yah,” wonwoo breathes, chest heaving as mingyu fists his cock faster, helping him reach his high. “together,” he mumbles.

“what?”

“wanna come together,”

mingyu grunts at wonwoo’s words and lets go of the older’s cock. wonwoo whines at the loss but mingyu pushes him flat down on the bed, tugging off his sweatpants and boxers before tugging of wonwoo’s.

“i got you, hyung.” he hovers over the older boy, leaning in to kiss him before pressing their foreheads together. “i got you.”

an obscene moan slips past wonwoo’s lips when mingyu presses their cocks together, his large hand wrapping around them. “fuck, gyu. please,” he whines and mingyu obliges, fisting their throbbing cocks.

the feeling of wonwoo’s cock pressed against his has mingyu’s mind reeling, moans slipping past his own lips. wonwoo wasn’t any better, his moans getting louder as he bucks his hips up to meet mingyu’s hand and impossibly pressing their cocks closer together.

it doesn’t take long before wonwoo’s cock starts twitching in mingyu’s hold and the familiar knot forms in mingyu’s stomach. “watch,” he grunts as he picks up the pace and the two of them look down where they’re pressed together.

“you ready, hyung?” he asks the older boy.

wonwoo nods eagerly, whines getting higher in pitch as his legs start to shake. “cum.” he breathes out and mingyu lets go of all inhibitions and cums all over his hand and both of their cocks, wonwoo following soon after with strings of fuck, fuck, fucks and mingyu’s name falling from his lips.

mingyu slows down his ministrations to let themselves ride their highs, groaning at the sight of their cum covered cocks in his hand.

#my fave boys <3 #mingyu smut #mingyu scenarios #mingyu imagines #wonwoo smut #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo imagines #minwon #minwon smut #goori

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sokkastyles · 9 months

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Boy, I've got a Azula stan take for you. Apparently, Zuko has no right to treat Azula the way he does and be angry at her, because Zuko himself abused Iroh and Iroh only ever treated him with kindness and love. They go on to say that Zuko's "abuse of Iroh" is similar to Azula's treatment of him (but Azula didn't abuse him actually), because Zuko called Iroh nasty things so many times, and Azula did the same to Zuko. It's amazing how deranged some Azula stan takes are.

First of all, if Zuko being nasty to Iroh means he has no right to want to not be treated badly by Azula, then how about we apply that standard to Azula as well, and her stans should stop saying that literally everyone in the series owes her since she's nothing but consistently nasty to them.

Also, the fact that the ways Zuko treats Iroh in book one are similar to the ways that both Azula and Ozai treat Zuko is something I've already been saying, and it's one of the reasons I consider Azula to be one of Zuko's abusers. Not only that, but I've pointed out the similarities in what Zuko says about Iroh - particularly when he's pushing back against Iroh telling him not to trust Ozai or Azula - and what Azula says about Iroh, that he's lazy and indolent and a loser.

Zuko repeats these things when he's trying to be what his father wants him to be, because he sees Azula as a powerful person who not only has his father's love, but also because Azula has power over Zuko. It's very common for abused children to mimic their abusers because it's a way of trying to reclaim power and control over their lives. That's also part of the reason that people who were abused sometimes become abusers themselves. It is hardly surprising that Zuko, particularly when he feels the most helpless, when Iroh is trying to get him to face the reality of how his family abused him, would mimic the things Azula says about Iroh.

The main difference though, between Zuko ridiculing Iroh and Azula ridiculing Zuko, aside from the fact that we're shown early on that Zuko really does admire and love Iroh, is that Zuko does not have power over Iroh in the same way Azula has power over Zuko. Not only because Iroh is an adult and Zuko is a child, but because Iroh is much more established. Even in exile and as a disgraced general, he has enough social power that when Zuko starts getting nasty to him, his own crew come to Iroh's defense and rebel against Zuko. Zuko's nastiness towards Iroh just ends up looking like a child's tantrum because it's never really effective and Zuko doesn't have power over Iroh. We see this again and again, down to Iroh delaying Zuko by taking a bath in a hot spring. Not only is Iroh completely unfazed by Zuko's yelling at him, Zuko doesn't even follow through on his threat to leave Iroh behind and Iroh knows Zuko won't do this, because Zuko is emotionally dependent upon Iroh in the way a child is emotionally dependent on a parent.

If we were to get into, though, for example, book three when Zuko tries to turn his back on Iroh and blames Iroh for his own problems, that would be a different story. Iroh is in prison, so Iroh has less power than Zuko, so if Zuko decided to be cruel to Iroh then that might be abusive. However, even when Zuko yells at Iroh in book three, the framing of the scene emphasizes that Iroh is really the more powerful one, because even though Iroh is hurt by Zuko's anger, he also is sure of himself and what is right, and Zuko still wants Iroh to tell him what to do because Zuko also knows that Iroh has all the emotional strength in the scene and Zuko has none.

Iroh also doesn't just put up with Zuko's crap, either in book one when Zuko is demanding to be taught advanced firebending that Zuko isn't ready for, or in book three when Iroh is desperately hoping that Zuko will make the right decision. He recognizes that Zuko has to make that decision on his own.

I've seen people point to that scene where Iroh bends fire in Zuko's face and Zuko doesn't flinch to show how much Zuko trusts Iroh, but there's another aspect to that scene I haven't seen talked about, and that is that Iroh is showing that he's not gonna just put up with Zuko throwing a fit at him, either. He has completely no problem dressing Zuko down. And then when Zuko can't do anything to retaliate against uncle, he turns and firebends at some nameless mooks. This shows the power that Iroh has over Zuko, but it also shows us how Zuko and Iroh trust each other even in Zuko's darker moments. Zuko won't hurt Iroh and he knows that Iroh won't hurt him.

(It also shows us that Zuko could become an abusive person if he doesn't learn to control his anger and feelings of helplessness and stop directing them at those who are weaker than him as a misguided way of taking back control.)

Azula does have power over Zuko, not just as the royal princess sent to track down the banished prince, not just as a firebending prodigy, but she has emotional power over him as their father's favored child. And she uses that power to hurt Zuko repeatedly. If we recognize that Ozai is abusive to Zuko then we also have to recognize that the ways that Azula participates in that and uses it against him and is empowered by Ozai to do so is also abuse. This is common sense.

#zuko #azula #iroh #abuse cw

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davisbette · 2 years

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Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

Tagged by @danakathrine thank youuu 🤍

Favourite time of the year: The final days of spring, when the air starts to smell like summer, the beach is full with people playing volley, sunbathing, swimming, friends gathered together talking and laughing... And usually i witness this beautiful evidence of life from afar, but sometimes i take part in it, and even if it's just for a moment, i feel happy

Comfort food: Soup

Do you collect something: Mugs, coins, postcards, stamps, antiques in general, shells, rocks, pressed flowers, my cat's whiskers bc i can't stand the idea of throwing something that is his away, books editions, letters and drawings i have been gifted through the years, crystal snowballs...should i go on? 😂

Favourite drink: Hot chocolate milk

Favourite song: It’s impossible for me to pick just one

Current favourite song: Ay Mamá (Génesis) by Rigoberta Bandini

Favourite fic: Parabiosis by Penumbra, Lamplighter by the_years_between_us

Tagging: Today i'm feeling like such a loser so i can't tag anyone without having the impression that i'm being annoying 🥲 But if we're mutuals and you want to do this please consider yourself tagged <3

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the-firebird69 · 1 year

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There's a huge number of reasons not to like this guy and right now it said he's going back and forth from the front of his house to the back talking loudly to intimidate our son try to for some reason he is simply not listening to the boob and what he's talking about is all sorts of things and it is telling people a whole bunch of lies and mixed in with things that were happening and he's trying to sell abusing you as a job and with our son says is we're going to take more stuff from you because of your asinine behavior and approach and we're going to start doing it now we have a whole bunch of stuff lined up for him to go to and a big chemical companies big rocket fuel companies and metal companies and steel companies and gas natural gas and propane and oil companies citgo is huge he's getting kicked out today so he's trying to complain and he's making it worse what can we tell you.

Several more companies were added to the list

*Chevron it's another oil company, and it's huge this company is Giant it is the biggest company that's left but really it's number three on Earth and we're clearing his people out now and taking the refineries and we're taking all the trucks all that will be ours and moments and we are securing the offices and I'm getting him a little chair to sit in one that was our son's and we're going to ask. It's a giant company him if he recognizes it I guess it's going to really stupid but no he's really mean too there's a few other high-end companies. It's a giant company and it's always been one of the biggest we're opening it up now for good reason and it's because they desire to use it for crude devices they're also going after the fuel here it's like mac is sitting there doing nothing because mostly he is he's not bothering to pick up the crap around here and it's saying he is and with him the neighbor are doing is illegal and he's saying he has a job and all this s*** and his holy exchange and yeah Matt got shot by a minute put in ground. There's other companies other than the Chevron that were handling today although Chevron is a very large company and it has a ton of subsidiaries

*Citgo today is the day we are closing on the entire company in Chico is publicly traded. We purchased all the stock and today we are moving to take over the remainder of the stock aggressively by force it's called the hostile takeover every single asset of theirs is being secured right now and it's legal and we must and we're pushing for it and we have several hundred million people and that guy's Little Prince completely ineffective and people just keep yelling at him to do stuff so we are taking action on him he is next door if you legally and he did it to our son and desert Hot springs but it wasn't his this is not his house so he can't can't come out like he did before then the guy's an a****** but I'm stinking loser man he keeps terrible terrible but Citgo owns and operates half of the gas stations that are in Florida and we intend to run it like a regular business and but we will not put up with employees that are like the ones at the golf and although everyone wants it citco is not in golf and we have not taken over gulf. There's a lot of equipment that we're grabbing right now it's a ton of it it's all over the world in this idiot Trump is trying to intercept it and I want him out of here although it seems easy it is not and it's very dangerous and we're using it because he's forcing it and that's what Matt wants even though Max doesn't win he is an enemy combatant of ours and should be treated as such and with great disdain and hatred as our son does this is vehement angry hateful comments are meant for us and he wants to be friends with our son and our son thinks he's ridiculous buffoon because he's stupid and figure it out you work at the mall she's nice it's amazing it's like Peter Pan and we're hook ed he has a freaking f**It's huge company they don't want to let it go I didn't want us to have the fuel control and they don't want us to prevent them from using it to hit us and stuff but they're giving it up on purpose they say I really don't know what they're doing I'm going to improve it shortly without telling them but yeah this company is worth talking about it's Giant as is the first one. It's got outlets everywhere all over the world and there are so many we'll just slow down to hire people now we have it and we're moving in on it let's do it massive pain and we need more troops then we're ordering them but we have to so we're doing what our son says and we're rotating some people are active duty into recruiting and we do that but we don't do it enough he's saying we need troops right now and we need a lot of people who are in it and the recruiters are working with them and we're working with them now a bunch of them have good ideas but our people have to get it done they can be part of her organized army they should know that they're behind.

Comes a time when they say okay but we'll see about today now these are big companies we need a lot of employees and we need them right now all facets of the company and it's practically every job you can ever think of maintenance does tons of construction cleaning people to cleaning all day everyday we have all sorts of different teams robots are included massive cleaning jobs are needed right now we want to renovate every single gas station we need tons of construction companies of ours and people immediately

*Arco let me use this song as an example is there jubilant that we're taking over and we know what they're thinking and it doesn't work that way you're wrong too

They want to see him taking over the company so I'll get him a job or other stuff and show that their government is when doing it and things like that it's so slow and incompetent it's true he says he's knows what he's having us do. F****** retard anyways there's a hold of saying that to Rick Cohen cuz yeah he's an idiot now and we are taking this company over Lock stock and barrel it's pretty big it's half the size of citgo which is half the size of Chevron which is half the size of shell and shows the biggest but it's worth mentioning that this company has facilities all over Florida and it's half of the rest of the half so it's a quarter of Florida and we are taking it over now this place is a disaster and you're saying they're going to drive around put gas on stuff and these people are too tired to do stuff it's a clone saying it and mac daddy is calling for help all the time and his people are not getting the message that if you are helping him you're helping yourself he's outnumbered and help me in and outgun all the time and he needs people to do the job correctly not do him like John remillard did and we agree that he needs to get his s*** together here and he really doesn't have it.

Uncle owns a bunch of companies just like citgo I'm like Chevron which names are gaseous and Chevron and their companies that you are familiar with Arco subsidiaries are Wawa speedway and there's more and they're not bad gas stations but there are too many different ones we're going to consolidate them all under the name Arco. And it's ridiculous to have so many different companies it doesn't do anything for them make some look weaker but they're trying to take over and didn't work. There's more to it this company is yes a Fortune 500 company the smaller has divested interests and they have a lot of wicked stuff on their sites we have to take a lot of time to pull it out of there and they were planning on taking over the other fuel depots all of them it's not Mac either and it's not Trump it is the clones and they're starting to fall a lot more and wicked means wicked on their property are missiles underground huge ones inside has about 20,000 missiles and none of them are armed but they're assembled rocket fuel is in place it's solid and if they launched it would have been hell on Earth. We're taking them over now all those facilities I was going to use the rockets on them they have areas and they took Trump stuff to those and their top side and they pushed a whole bunch of people out including hours over the past 10 years and Mr smiley pants put him in there and told us who he was. And it's in each City and they're getting beat up there now people are finding the stuff and they are adjacent to Trump's areas right next door and Trump's just figured it out now they do this morning and they were going after it. There's much more to it than people think some of it went down to the tunnels and now they have accounting and they have witnesses and they have information and the reason why they're holding it there is they're planning to do stuff right there with it it is about half though it's a lot and it's supposed to go into the ships too that are underneath the cities and yeah the spheres are off sitting there outside the city but there's a ton of stuff in there and it's electronics and it's equipment and it's things for personnel and they have gold and other things that are used for the process and doping stuff tons of it is one thing that's curious that their stockpiling in the cities is jet fuel it's really rocket fuel and we're not really sure that we think they're going to fuel the spaceships with it for initial startup to ensure that it starts that's one way to do it it won't ruin the engines they designed to take Jeff fuel and it is kind of Olive garden and it's a threat so we need that out of there and we're going to use it on him as a threat to take the stuff so that ties in with Arco and I'm impressed cuz my son seems to be pushy and annoyed and he's telling me to get to the chase is spitting it out now he's got some time and explain something he needs to rest and people are annoying him on purpose and these people are very weak and don't know the right side or wrong ever we need to get in here I'm issuing orders

Is your company is that we're laying John remillard off even Arco is saying he's running it and the clones were running it they didn't know what he was doing at all and Max and clones and others are in the other companies with his people and his people can't do anything and he knows it so he's having us do what he says and it's sort of his and immaculous too and his clothes are right at them there's some other company is a clone zone we're going after because they're doing similar stuff

*another on the list for John remillard to see today is Mobile oil and we're finishing up the closeout and today is his day that he is no longer going to be welcome at any of the buildings or facilities and we're going to start blacklisting him from gas stations because he's always seen with a cigarette the Sun as well and they do like one on fire in Colorado but we don't care about that cuz that's their area. This is the biggest oil and gas company on Earth and they produce tons of oil-based products and they sell oil to practically everybody they're larger than OPEC twice as big no they're like five times the size in their own oil well owning areas. And OPEC is actually divesting their oil reserves and supplies which is kind of ridiculous cuz they can't but they're doing it to try and get us to fight clones. We have half the oil fields in and we understand what they're saying all that stuff below is what they want and they'll take or buy equipment if they need it they say. So far they're just losing stuff in their War and we have plans for that and we know about the underworld we've been there a whole lives.

Thor Freya

Hahahaha my grand nephew says those ships are putting out that are huge you don't have and they're different class and have high tech and you don't are underground

I'm nearly laughing myself to death this guy is the biggest guy I've ever seen in my life he's huge and he's inquiring all this stuff and I can see him swimming around a little cuz he's very young there's a lot of leaders who run a big machine somehow but for a child to own that was ridiculous. So you missing the point already we just said it like 2 minutes ago yeah underground shitted we don't have that it's huge oh I can't see it could you no oh good we're hiding so you know what it is you don't. The kids are saying we're not that stupid they're looking at it and they're trying to see it and haven't seen one for real but they do get what I'm saying if it's real kind of screwed that's a Hot Pocket right there my grand nephew said the last phrase BJ is snorting and laughing can't handle it it's ready to go down below unfortunately as the mask and a cover only 6 ft what can we tell you it's not a good job it's weird the kids weird the movies weird it's not even share we all think it's her it's gross

Mac daddy

Well after the shops in Arizona it's in a full-blown War out there and tons of trumpsters are showing up last night they were 10 octillion right now there's 400 octillion and we just keep burning them until we get the shops if they leave the shops are hours they'll put them somewhere they can figure it out I'm going to start the program that he was trying to do and run it for ourselves we own the companies my little guy can show up as the owner and order like a bike and it's like a custom bike but it's going to be like a production bike and it's for gifts to give to workers who are performing well and it's for gifts to give to customers as customer appreciation or contest he says oh contest that's a great one I don't want to look wicked obnoxious or be like this real dragged out chopper so I get what he's saying it's like a chopper that people can drive like the one in Harley-Davidson and Harley man my bro man that is Marlboro Man he said Harley man afterwards so we're going to go ahead and do that and she'll have to have one at Lowe's that's pretty low to copy my idea and she's getting mad she said that last part we're on to it she says. ...It's been a lot of bikes to make for a lot of companies and companies you guys own if there are any left. Days make choppers for British petroleum like they're walking around there cripples so we make trikes trike choppers Max is good that's good for us right there no the fact that we need to make the trikes and then he will and that we accept. It's good idea too people don't fall over like we usually do mac daddy says. So they're starting on the design at the shop and Paul Senior AKA Thor is not really Paul Senior but he's doing the character said he'll design it the whole thing all of it I said that's for all of us to design and now he's saying it well you know input some ideas it says good and he's going back into the his office we can see that the guy playing Tommy f yelling could you can see it. You just watch he's going to try and design it right now in a couple hours so I was smiling like a Cheshire cat you don't like the ridiculous but you're right and that's BG's character that we're playing. You better rolling these ideas it's for BP gas it's I mean British petroleum I think it's a British company it makes up for the Brits we have to it's just a small island so someone's going to submit their idea is arguing with him for some reason that's about putting it laid back. It's kind of like a Mac thing that's what they want to show that's what they're doing when they're not really they went to chopper this weekend like pizza to each other. Don't talk about that and chopper shop you're talking about anything this is an open form are we not men here. Hey shut up you shut up you want to go toe to toe and not in the mood for a yellow fest I don't have time for that. I'm working the coppertone bike. Lol. Vin Diesel for the central Peyton Vin Diesel for the central tan Jesus

Anyways it's a big company and we're taking it over and the clones had it. Paul Senior said you're fired because you're saying we're laid back and the other clone guy. Just what does that mean say in English he said that Max don't want to be laid back I want to stop the clones and that's not what the client wants to see. We don't care what Paul Senior wants this is our shop yeah but we work here and he runs it. Now I've done it shut up Chris you don't even work here. The guys out of line all the time, but we have to put up with it then broil ourselves into a nice golden red round of red color yeah we see him get back out there and see what you can do he told you to f*** off. He told me to stop pissing my pants and get some work done. And her son says if we get a call from coppertone that I'm doing the bike tons of people laughing cuz it's probably her idea because the Statue of Liberty bike yeah that's what it is. It's more like Tijuana just running around in a bikini.

You're getting to work I'm going to grab the shops and show them what talking about the stuff going on in Leslie is all about and try and get televised as different characters but doing the same act

You're a big company we're taking today

*shell oil, is humongous in its second only to oh yeah it's the biggest Mac used to ownit. It's a huge company and we need employees and we need them now that's put some effort into recruiting it's got a couple ideas going and then people are humming about it and it's working just starting to tell people we need to sign up the test is coming up today 3:00 p.m. Eastern standard Time they'll see what it's all about and zigzag is preparing test to do and school high schools and University and they are significantly important and it says party snaps might be included and he says we have those and all of a sudden you said this what happens. It's a lot going on today and his tests are really good and doing it in our areas for ours is important. We're moving on it soon and today I do see what you're saying there's ways to do it and there's ways to do it and actually he says we want to come up with some tests and to show them and to see if they come up with tests that are better at University and make it a school project and have them come up with teams and do a competition and our son is going to enter it remotely and he's going to send his in and his idea what to do and I already see something it's going to be complicated and zigzag is competing already this how it goes Hera can help put it together. I'm interested to see we'll come up with this is going to be interesting

Thor Freya

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flutiebear · 3 years

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Summary: Hooray for awkward hot spring hijinx!

Gwaelin knew she was staring, but she couldn't look away. How beautiful he was to look upon, prettier than a painting, realer than a statue. Not because he was perfect, but because he was imperfect: the map of his scars a reminder of his failings, and his determination to go on despite them. Impossible Alef hadn't started out impossible. He'd made mistakes. He'd been just a boy, once. He'd been an infant, just like her.

Their eyes met, and Alef's slid away almost at once. Chin averted, he said nothing as he slipped into the waters before removing his towel, replacing the sopping cloth on the stones.

That's when Gwaelin was hit with the folly of her plan: Now he was naked, too. Under the water, neither of them were wearing any clothes.

Meaning, somewhere down there he was just… bobbing about, like a fishing lure. All she'd have to do was look down, and there would be no secrets anymore; everything would be laid bare between them.

Don't look down, she thought.

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rudystopit · 3 years

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Let the Games Begin

[Gojo x F!reader]

summary: gojo is a lab assistant who flirts with everyone he meets. this particular day, he decided that you're the perfect person to tease that day.

warnings: nsfw, college au, public sex, unprotected sex, overstimulation, and fingering.

wc: 2k

everyday since the beginning of the spring semester, the lab assistant has not missed a day of flirting with the girls. the professor sees it but does nothing to stop him. he thinks because he got piercing blue eyes and snowy hair that he's hot shit and girls will fall all over him. well he's right... for the most part. girls fall for him and they love it when he gives them an ounce of attention. and well he is attractive. it's just he's also arrogant and cocky.

you walk into your lab ready to start whatever dumb thing your professor has planned. you sit a one of the long tables and read the instructions. you notice the white hair man saunter up to you.

"go away gojo," you mumble.

"i'm hurt. i thought you loved me, y/n" he dramatically holds his chest.

"id love to kick you in the face," you look up and he's inches away from your face. his hand holds your chin.

"you're eyes are so beautiful, y/n" you smack his hand away and look back at the paper. "is that a blush i see?" he sits across from you. "aww does y/n have a secret crush on me?" he laughs.

you sigh and walk over to get the materials. other students start walking in and gojo gets called away.

'thank god that idiot is gone,' you thought as you collect a beaker and some chemicals. you walk back to your table and start measuring out what you need. you pour the blue liquid into the cylinder and look at the little lines. you started to feel like someone was watching you.

you yank your skirt down. hopefully the feeling didn't come from someone accidentally seeing your panties. suddenly your phone vibrates the table. you glance at it.

you looked around and you saw the white hair asshole sitting two tables behind you. you glared at him and pulled your skirt down more. you went back to the experiment. you measure out the clear liquid. you wrote down how much of each.

you slowly pour the blue into the beaker. then the clear. you sat and watched the reaction. you wrote down what you saw then went to the sinks to wash and dispose of the liquids.

while at the sink, you feel a large body press up against you. his hands resting on the counter at your sides. he leans down to your ear and whispers, "wanna do our own experiment?" you finish cleaning the beaker and cylinders. you turn face him. he smiles and starts to lean down to you. you smack him square across the face.

"i was just playing. damn y/n," he pouts as you walk about to your table. you sit down and do the reading attached to the lab. you answer the stupid questions and write up the conclusion. you hand it in and see people leaving.

you always stay behind and clean up after labs to help out the professor. you start by picking up all the beakers and cleaning them. there about 15 students and some partner up so it wasn't a lot but they've gotta be really cleaned. you hum while washing the beakers.

"that was pretty rude of you, you know," he complains while sitting on a desk.

"i don't care," you answer. he jump down and walks to you. he leans against the other sink. you "accidentally" splash him with water to get him to move.

"damn you y/n," he says with a smile. "now i'm wet," you giggle to yourself. "oh you think it's funny?"

"yeah," you laugh. he fills a beaker with water and throws it at you. today was a shitty day to wear white... his face goes red and he turns away. "you dumbass," you turn off the water and go to your bag. you always kept a hoodie in there in case one of your classes gets too cold. you unbutton the shirt and fold it. you feel his eyes locked on your body. you didn't hear him walk up to you so when you felt large cold hands grad you side, you yelped. you quickly pull on your hoodie. "back off perv,"

"you're the one who strips right in front of me," he smiles.

"i thought your could handle yourself," you spit. you grab your bag and start out the door.

"help me clean up the mess you started!" he yells.

"no, piss off loser," you continue out the door. you hear his footsteps chasing you. you booked it. you hid in the stairwell to catch your breath. you sat down on the cold floor.

you hear the door open. shit. you get up and run up the stairs. you hear him sprint up the stair after you. you just challenged the star track player to a race. you were never going to win.

you open the top door. the old lab rooms. it was dark so at least you could hide. you sprinted down the hallway and went into one of the room. you slide under the professor desk. you scrunched into a ball and waited for your impending doom. you hear the stairway door slam down.

"y/n you know i'll find you!" he yells. you giggle to yourself. you would never admit it out loud but you were having so much fun.

you heard his footsteps in the other rooms and moving of desks and slamming of doors. it was getting pissed. you phone vibrated.

you turn your phone completely off so he couldn't hear the vibration. you hear him walk into the room you were in. he walks around and pushes a few desks then he closed the door. you moved from your spot and checked to see if he was still there. if he wasn't you were gonna make a break off it and run across campus.

you shuffled to see around the filing cabinet part of the desk. you felt a hand grab your foot. shit. he pulls you up from under the desk.

"gotcha!" he pins you down with your hands above your head. his knees on either side of your hips. "you tricky little bitch," he says through gritted teeth. you could help but laugh. his hand goes around your throat. you instantly stop.

"gojo," you try to say. "ok you won, get off."

"you really think we're done here, y/n?" he smiles. your heart is beating out of your chest. you try to push him off. "i've liked you since you started here. i always tried to act cool and try to get your attention but no you hate me. you actually hate," tear form in his eyes.

"i don't hate you, but i really don't like you right now," you say. he lets go of your neck and wrist. you sit up and slide away from him.

he sat there silently crying. you watched him. after a few minutes of thinking you push yourself closer to him. you wipe his eyes. he leans into your hand. his large hand lays flat against yours. he pulls it off his cheek and he kisses your palm then your wrist.

"i'm sorry," he whispers.

"for what? paying hide n seek?" you laugh. he gets a light chuckle. he leans in to kiss you. You melt into his sweet lips. you cup his cheek as he crawls on top of you. he looks down at you. his snowy hair covers with beautiful blue eyes.

his thumb swipes over your bottom lip. you instinctively open your mouth and he slides it in. you suck on his thumb while keeping an innocent look. his eyes flicker from your lips to your eyes.

"goddamn," he whispers. your hands move to his belt buckle. your fingers slowly undo the belt. he smiles down at you and pulls his thumb out of your mouth with a pop. he pulls his belt off and loops your hands threw them. "this is for the little stunt you pulled," he growls into your ear.

you unbuttons his shirt and shrugs it off. you eyes dart around his toned chested. he moves off of your lap and in between your thighs. his hands disappear under your skirt. you feel his fingers loop around your panties.

he drags them down your legs and shoved them into his pocket. he reaches up and opens your mouth. you stick out your tongue, a long string of spit drops onto you tongue.

"swallow," he watches. "open," you do so and he puts his middle and ring finger into your mouth. you swirl you tongue around them. "good girl," he whispers and pulls out his wet fingers.

his hand goes back up your skirt and you feel his fingers spread your folds apart. you bite your lip. his fingers drive into your warm hole. you squeeze your eyes shut. his free hand pushes your skirt up. he hold it up for you to hold. you take into your hand.

he watches his fingers get eaten up by your hungry pussy. his thumb rubs small circles in your sensitive clit. he bites his lip as you squirm under his touch. his eyes drifted away from your heat and up to your face. red and twisting in pleasure. his fingers speed up as he watches your mouth fall open in a silent scream.

"keep making those faces, baby," he coos as he curls his slender fingers graze the spongy walls of your pussy. the slick began pooling in his hand and, the noises his fingers made inside of you, made him harder each second.

you pressed your knees together to help the knot in your stomach not to snap. his large hand grabs your knee and pushes it open. "not on my watch," he chuckles as his fingers spread apart, to stretch you open. you moan out his name and you feel him tense you.

you repeated his name over and over and over again till the knot in your stomach snap. his fingers keep thrusting in you as you rode out your high. you grip onto his wrist to make him stop but he keeps going.

he pulls out his long fingers. you look at him through half lidded eyes as he sticks out his tongue and slides them into his mouth. he smiles and moans out. his eyes flutter close and he slides them out with a pop. "so good," he smiles. everything has to be a damn show with him.

you knee him in the side. his hand drags up you leg and squeeze your ass. he smirks as he grabs your hips and pulls you onto his lap. he looks up at you and kisses your chest. "so beautiful!" he coos. you glare down at him.

"do you ever shut up?" you look down at him. he's hands let go of your hips and they slip to his waistband. all you heard was unzipping and shuffling. his tip pressed against your sensitive pussy. you bite your lip. his hand grips your jaw.

"don't hold them in, darling, i want to hear how good i make you feel," he whispers.

his cock goes into your entrance and you eyes close shut as he pushes himself deeper. your head falls to his chest as you let out a breathy moan into his ear. his hands go to your hips and he rocks you back and forth. you let out cute little moans that make him go wild.

you start rolling your hips to let him lean back on one hand as your hands are tied and on his chest. your moans alone make his want to come. your pussy clenches around him in the best ways. he hits every part of you that send you over the edge. he lets out a small moan as you feel your second climax forming.

his hand travels up your back and grabs a fist of your hair. he pulls it back to look at your face while you come. "good girl, come on my dick," he watches as your face twists in pleasure and how your mouth falls open. your breath hitches with every trust from the man below you.

he moans out and comes in you. the lights of the room turn on. he stops what he's doing and his hand flies over your mouth.

"what is going on here!" someone yells at the door.

"extra credit!" gojo yells back.

"gross, get the fuck out of here," the man yells back, flicking off the lights.

gojo's head falls onto your shoulder. he starts laughing. "wanna take this back to my place?"

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jedimasterkelly · 3 years

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Shit happens when you're a woman. A lot of shit. Bad shit. And a lot of the time, you will run into doctors who do not listen to you. Will not care about you, and will not take you seriously.

This story is about the Great Cancer Scare of 2020.

I was 49, and 3 yrs post menopause. I was pleased about that, as it means no more period ever. I could deal with the occasional hot flashes, and the snapping of necks of anyone who dared bother me. Then in May of 2020, after the pandemic fully hit and the University I work at closed and sent all of us to work from home, I got very sick. Not from Covid, thankfully, but something else. I had started bleeding, and it wasn't menstrual blood. It was bright red and HEAVY. I was filling post-natal pads within 2 hours. I called the Women's Clinic where my OB-GYN lived. They couldn't see me until July. WTF! I called my GP, who got me in on an emergency basis, I mean, 3 yrs post-menopausal women don't just spring a leak, you know? My ovarian function had been almost nil for 3 years. He called my OB-GYN and demanded I get seen right away. They made an appointment for 2 weeks later. Keep reading, because it's quite a ride!

Seriously! 2 weeks later!

In the meantime, my GP discovered my thyroid was tanked out, so I was put on Levothyroxine 25mcg. It helped a lot. I started to feel a little bit more human, at least in the brain area. I finally got in to the OB-GYN, and he did a biopsy and trans-vaginal ultrasound. We got the results 2 weeks later and he called me in to go over them. He said I had hyperplasia with atypia. Cells were dividing rapidly, and he was very concerned. He recommended an endometrial ablation, or a full hysterectomy. At 49 he wasn't concerned with me having a sudden maternal urge (I have no kids), so he was fine with either choice. I decided on the hysterectomy, because why not? Endometrium grows back after an ablation, and why bother at my age? Just yank it all and let me get back to my life.

He said he didn't feel safe doing the procedure, since the cells were most likely cancerous and rapidly dividing, so he sent a referral to one of the cancer centers in OKC. I expected a call within a couple of weeks. I mean, really, if I have the early stages of endometrial cancer, they'd call me in immediately, right? Right?

Crickets. Literal crickets for 4 months! I was very concerned, hell, worried I was going to get full blown cancer and these jackasses weren't going to try and help me at all. I called OB-GYN several times during that 4 month period, and was told the cancer center in OKC wasn't returning their calls. I called them numerous times, and could never get a person on the phone.

I was told it was the pandemic. The pandemic was shutting everything down and causing huge backlogs for non-Covid issues to be seen. I told OB-GYN to refer me to the oncologist from Tulsa, who also worked once a month in Stillwater at the SMC Cancer Center. He didn't want to, he wanted me to see the doctor in OKC (who wasn't returning anyone's calls!) I called SMC Cancer Center and asked how soon I could get in with Dr. Thomas. His office called back within 2 hours asking for my chart and biopsy results. I had the Womens Clinic send my information to Dr. Thomas in Tulsa. Within a week, they called and had me on the schedule to see him in Stillwater on his next visit.

This is where the story gets good. And by good, I mean, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. Thanks for sticking with me this far.

Got in to see Dr. Thomas. I researched him and learned we have the same Alma Mater. That day, we were both wearing t-shirts from said same Alma Mater. Instant bonding! I also work in Administration at said same Alma Mater, so we spent some time discussing (gossiping) about my department since he had taken classes with a lot of my faculty during his undergrad. Then he got serious and handed me my biopsy report. He told me he was going to assume I wasn't shown this, since I am:

1. A Master's of Science graduate student in Education Leadership - this making me a researcher who knows how to do research, do research, and understand research.

2. Work full time in a Physical Sciences department at a Big 12 University.

3. Edit manuscripts for my Dept. Chair, thus proving I am scientifically literate. You can't edit scientific manuscripts without having a good, solid knowledge of said science. If he's alternating between "adsorb" and "absorb", I have to understand his research in order to correct his manuscript. This is important because his manuscripts have to be peer reviewed before they can be published in a reputable journal.

"Read it to me, out loud," he said.

I started reading from the paper in my professional scientist voice. It didn't take long before I began to falter as I came to the realization I had been lied to.

"Read it again," he said.

This time, I read it with a lot more heat in my voice.

Diagnosis: no hyperplasia with atypia, no abnormal cells detected

Dr. Thomas waited for me to explode. I didn't. I just stared at him in anger and horror. He offered to do another biopsy to make sure, but he suggested I fire my OB-GYN immediately and find someone who actually gives a shit about me.

I was still randomly bleeding, 6-9 weeks at a time, so we agreed on another trans-vaginal ultrasound and biopsy. The attached photo shows he took 3 samples from my uterus. He wanted to be sure.

A little ditty about endometrial biopsies:

They hurt like a motherfucker.

Take 2-3 ibuprofen before you leave the house to go to your procedure.

Relax. It usually only lasts a couple of minutes. The doctor normally takes 1 or 2 samples. Pinch, snip, clip, done.

Not this guy. He wanted to be surely sure.

He went for a 3rd pinch snip clip. My uterus seized up in the most painful spasm I ever had in my life. I almost came off the table. He was seated on a little rolly stool so he shot back away from me before I could connect his head to my foot. He triumphantly held up his little weapon of Uterine Destruction and declared, "Got it!"

"Yeah, you almost got your ass kicked mister," I growled at him.

"It was worth it to get this beauty of a sample."

So, after a biopsy of your uterus, expect some bleeding and cramping. I had severe cramps for 2 days. I was not amused. We're talking laying in bed with a heating pad and ibuprofen every 4 hours kind of cramping.

Got the results back in a couple of weeks. No cancer. No hyperplasia. No abnormal cell growth. He recommended I find a new OB-GYN fast. I decided fuck it, I'm done. I'm never seeing another OB-GYN ever again.

Dr. Thomas said several times he's convinced my issues are endocrinal. I filed that away in the back of my mind.

(if you ever do test positive for cancer and you are in the Tulsa area, I highly recommend Dr. Eric Thomas! Make sure you have a sense of humor with him.)

My GP started pressuring me back in March of 2021 to find a new OB-GYN. The Women's Clinic has several, but they have a fucked up rule you can't switch doctors there. So if you go there, you are stuck with the same doctor and can't move over to his colleague on another floor. I saw my GP again, and asked if he was still best buds with a gynecologist who had his own clinic. He was always full, and not taking new patients, so GP would have to call his buddy to get me in.

Which he did. Buddy-GYN's office called the very next day to schedule me in. He had been sent my chart and was concerned about the long bleeds (6-9 weeks in duration) and why the fuck were they happening after being 3 yrs post-menopause.

I went in for a consult in April of 2021. First thing out of his mouth, "Has anyone ever talked to you before about PCOS?"

I laughed.

I laughed because every GYN I saw over the last 20 years told me I didn't have PCOS, endometriosis, or any sort of hormonal issues. I was just fat, lazy, and a piggy pig pig. I actually had one OB-GYN tell me to go on The Biggest Loser. Fat shamed while sitting there naked on his table after an invasive exam of my female bits. Thanks a lot, asshole.

I told him about that. He informed me he could tell by LOOKING at me I have the classics signs of PCOS. I use an epilator on my crazy man-hairs, so he asked if I was tweezing or waxing. I about fell out of my chair. Nobody ever believed me that I was having to remove crazy thick hairs off my chin and neck all the time. He asked if I ever had ovarian cysts. Affirmative, I was diagnosed with ovarian cysts the first time one exploded back in 1994. He stood there, holding the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

"Well, going by your chief complaints, your abdominal circumference, history of bursting cysts, and no period for 3 years, I am saying you have PCOS."

He went on to discuss my need for an appointment with an endocrine specialist, he was convinced my thyroid tanking out sent my ovaries back into production, and now my hormones are all over the place, most likely, and I needed specialized care.

He must have talked to GP, because I soon got a call from the endo clinic to come in.

This post is already long and tedious, but I am happy to say I finally have 3 doctors who listen to me. My new Endo doc tripled my levothyroxine and scheduled a follow up blood test for next month. Buddy-GYN talked me into a pap smear and cervical exam in July as well. He also wants a mammogram, which I begrudgingly need to schedule so he doesn't chew my ass in July when I walk in with no results. GP is working on my other issues (weight, bad fluid retention, etc...). We discovered from a blood test last Friday my iron levels are dangerously low. I am now on a Rx iron supplement. I've always struggled with anemia, but it never occurred to me or GP to check my iron levels. If you're a woman, and you feel like absolute dog shit and your doctor can't figure out why, have your iron and electrolytes tested. It'll probably take about 3-4 weeks for me to see any results from the iron supplement, but I can already see a reduction in fluid retention.

In September, I have an appointment with Dr. Le at Integris in OKC. He's a bariatric surgeon. I have gained so much weight from having PCOS and Hypothyroidism that I need to drop a lot of fat fast. I'm pretty healthy - I don't have the normal problems obese people tend to have. I'm not diabetic, don't have sleep apnea, my cholesterol levels are good. I am what they call "healthy fat" which seems like an oxymoron. However, it will improve my chances of getting approved for a sleeve gastrectomy.

I turned 50 last week, and had to endure 3 decades of no one listening to me. I feel I lost so many years of my life and I can never get them back. I hope this post reaches a lot of younger women having issues. Keep looking for a doctor who will listen to you. It sucks we have to hunt for these unicorns, but they do exist. I finally have a good team who actually cares about me.

You have a right to be listened to! You have a right to be heard!

I was asked: Who are my doctors?

Dr. Daniel Brown D.O. Stillwater Physicians Clinic

Dr. Yasuto Taguchi M.D. Taguchi Women's Clinic

Dr. Wynter Kipgen M.D. Stillwater Diabetes & Endocrinology

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