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thegeyisshowing · 7 months

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Oh, baby... Chapter 3

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Wife!reader

Fluff level 10000000%

Warnings: Warnings: mentions of child abuse, mentions of TTC and pregnancy struggles

Chapter 3: Can a heart be refilled?

You and Larissa had decided to stop “Trying” per say, it was affecting your mental health too much. You had gone on with your lives and raving sex life as Larissa liked to call it. You were enjoying the two of you learning all the new things about each other's bodies. It was a bittersweet couple of months for you. Every now and then, you would look in the mirror and wonder what your belly would look like. Would you have a tiny basketball under your clothes? Or maybe carry so far out in front that you couldn’t tie your shoes at six months? You didn’t dwell too hard on the thoughts, but it definitely made you curious. One thing though that you didn’t mind was Larissa talking to your empty womb, or as she referred to it “Little future baby”. She only did this after she thought you were completely asleep. You never gave in that you were awake, but it was the only thing giving you hope these days.

It was a normal Tuesday night for you two. You made dinner, and Larissa got home late from the school. It was nearing thanksgiving, and the students were all panicking about their final tests before the holiday break. Larissa was telling you all about the young girl that she had grown to love at the school Amelia. She was raised by her grandparents after her parents were killed in a car accident when she was 6, by the time she turned 10, her grandmother had passed, and her grandfather wasn’t the nicest of men. (Especially to outcasts) Amelia usually stayed on school grounds for break with a few other students and usually a house mom or two. This poor child needed a loving figure in her life, and somehow, that became Larissa.

“My love, she came into my office as quiet as she could today. the second I looked up at her, I saw she was crying and couldn’t stop my feet from getting to her as quickly as possible. Once I reached her, she fell into my arms and dropped her bag. Thankfully, I was close enough to the door to lock it to give her some privacy. I did something I’ve never done with a student.” Larissa sat her fork down and looked up at you with glassy eyes. “I kicked off my heels and sat on the floor next to the fire with her in my lap and just held her while she cried. Darling, she begged me not to send her home for any more breaks… Sh-She confessed that her grandfather beats her, hard and often when she’s home. The broken wrist she had from last summer… He did it.” Larissa was full on sobbing now. It broke you in pieces, and you got up from your spot at the table and pulled her with you to the couch. Dinner be damned, this was more important.

“I texted her teachers from my phone dismissing her from class for the day, and I just held her in my arms and rocked her. She crie-she cried until her voice was hoarse. I’ve never held a student like that, but she was so small and so frail. She is very skinny, skin and bones. She felt like a feather, my love. A damn feather!” You held your wife in your arms and let her release all the feelings she had all day. “Honey…” You started gently, but it had to be said. “You are a mandated reporter. We have to call this one in.” Your wife’s eyes went wide at the fear of losing this young girl to the foster system. “y/n no!… I mean, yes, but I don’t know if she can handle all of that right now.” She dropped her head into her hands and rubbed her now pounding temples. You kissed her cheek and stood up, walking into the restroom and coming back out with a few Tylenol, and grabbed her wine glass from the table. It's not the best combo, but it would have to do in a pinch. “Here my sweet, take these.” She took the pills and thanked you, and the two of you made quick work cleaning up dinner before heading to the bedroom. Rissa was able to change her clothes but was too spent to do much more than that. You pulled her up without a word and had her sit at the vintage vanity in your bathroom.

She let you gently wipe away her makeup from the day and apply her favorite cold cream. You then let her head fall back against you with her eyes closed and gave her a serum face and temple massage. You kissed the top of her head and helped her up leading her to the bed you sat her down and slid the thin chemise off her shoulders ” Lay down on your stomach dear let me take care of you” She did as she was asked and you straddled her, sitting on her thighs slightly. You had already gotten out the mango vanilla massage butter and started to apply it to your wife’s back. You showed your love with each pass of your hands on her, each knot that you gently but firmly worked out. You kneaded and rubbed her bound up traps first, knowing that’s where most of her built-up tension was, and a soft audible moan escaped her lips as she relaxed further. Once you were satisfied with her back and shoulders, you moved onto her thighs, calves, and feet being ever so delicate with them and giving them the release they needed, too.

After about 35 minutes, you were happy with your work and kissed between her shoulders. And softly whispered to your blissed out wife. “I’ll be right back, my love.” You climbed off of her and grabbed three bottles of cool water and a few granola bars before climbing back into your bed. You rubbed Larissas' cheek and spoke softly. “My love, I need you to drink this all down. Ok, baby?” Your wife nodded her head and took the bottle and drained it. “So good, baby. Do you need a snack?” She nodded her head, and you gave her a granola bar to munch on and the other bottle of water for her. “Thank you, darling, for everything.” She said to you, giving you a kiss.

As soon as she finished, you opened your arms for her to come snuggle, and she gratefully did. You turned out the lights, and slowly, you started to drift asleep. When Larissa thought you were asleep, she lowered her hand from your chest and softly started to whisper. “Hello my future love, I’m your mama. I know one day you will listen to my voice and squirm and kick my hand from in there. You are already so loved by your mummy and I. We dream about you, who you’ll be, and where you will go in life. But my sweet little one, just know we are always going to show you love, and you will always have a home in our arms and in our hearts.”

You almost let a single teardrop, but you managed to keep it together barely. These following days are going to be long, and you have some important calls to make tomorrow. It won't be easy, but you know the right people to call to make some big changes. With that last thought, you drifted off into a deep sleep with your wife wrapped around you.

#larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #larissa x wife!reader #larissa x y/n #wednesday #gwendolineuniverse #principal weems #gwendoline christie

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yourgaeyisshowing · 7 months

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Oh, baby... Chapter 3

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Wife!reader

Fluff level 10000000%

Warnings: Warnings: mentions of child abuse, mentions of TTC and pregnancy struggles

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Chapter 3: Can a heart be refilled?

#larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #larissa x wife!reader #larissa x y/n #wednesday #gwendolineuniverse #principal weems #gwendoline christie

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acidinbubbles · 2 years

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hiiii! i love your work sm but idk if you're taking request, if sooo here is smth on my mind <3 a headcanon about what it's like being eren best fucking friend (but you're in love with him) and you gotta watch him fall for mikasa as you hype him up to go ask her out and sad stuff like that :( lmao sorry if its weird you don't need to do it obvi <3

AM I GONNA BE AN ANGST AUTHOR OR SOMETHING??? BECAUSE I LOVE THIS. WE CRY LIKE REAL MEN

Being Erens best friend had its pros and cons,

Pros: he always lifted you up when you were down, you did everything together, he always there for you, he was funny, charming, hot, and honestly the bestest friend you could ask for.Cons: It was really fucking hard watching him fall in love with someone who wasn’t you.

You always saw the way he looked at Mikasa you weren’t stupid but apart of you really hoped he didn’t actually like her.So when Eren mentions it to you, you freeze, it’s like your heart breaking into a million pieces.He goes on and on about he’s liked her since they were kids and how as they got older he realized he loved her.You wanted to cry, you wanted to leave his apartment right then and there and never see him again, but that wouldn’t be fair to him. How was he supposed to know you were in love with him?

Instead you force a smile and tell him how happy you are for him, you figure him loving you as a friend was better than him not loving you at all. He starts talking about what he likes about her, her smile, her smell, her attitude, her body, her voice, he loves everything about her. While he’s explaining this to you his face is so red he looks like he’s gonna die, and you really wish you feel happy for him but the truth is you were hurt. With every word he said it was like a piece of your heart was chipping away.

Why couldn’t he see you like that? Was it something about you? Your hair? Your smile? Your body? What was it that you were doing wrong?

It’s not really a surprise when he asks you how he should ask her out yet it still made you want to crawl into a six feet deep hole. Since you were on the verge of tears you simply just looked away and said “I don’t know do whatever feels right? Coffee date?Or some shit like that.” Eren laughed at your response and threw a pillow at you “wow I tell you how I wanna ask out the girl of my dreams and you’re not gonna help? Rude.” Girl of his dreams huh? You forced a laugh back and said you had “forgotten to water your house plant” you were just looking for any reason to get out of there, the room was suffocating. You didn’t really want to hear what Eren had to say or to turn around and see his stupid confused face. He raises a brow as you get your stuff and saying a quick bye before shutting the door on you way out.

You guys lived relatively closed so you walked back to your apartment, all you could do was sob, the snot running down your nose, the cold air filling your lungs as you hyperventilated, crying so hard you could barely see through your blurring vision, you were absolutely destroyed.

As soon as you got into your apartment you kicked your shoes off and shuffled to the bathroom to take a quick a shower since it was the middle of winter and you were freezing after you took an extra slow walk home. When you got out the shower and walked into your room to get dressed, you noticed Eren had texted you. It was probably for you’re nightly call but you had no desire to talk to Eren. He just completely shattered your heart and you couldn’t even be mad at him for it.

One new message

Dumbass <3: call?

Y/N: not today I’m really tired

Dumbass <3: it’s only 9pm?

Y/N : yeah I noticed, gn.

Dumbass <3: gn i guess?

Eren wasn’t oblivious he knew something was up but he didn’t know what. He hadn’t pissed you off or anything recently so why were you acting so cold? He just came to the conclusion that maybe it was something else you didn’t want to talk about and left it at that.

After that very dry conversation you crawled under your covers and cried you cried until you got tired, and then cried until you fell asleep. You woke up the next day to your phone ringing, it was Eren he’d actually called you two times before that so you figured it had to be something important.

“hello?”

“Y/N GUESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!”

“What happened Eren”

“I ASKED MIKASA ON A DATE AND SHE SAID YES, I TOTALLY THOUGHT SHE WAS GONNA SAY NO BUT SHE DIDN’T. SHE LIKES ME BACK!”

You felt like you couldn’t breathe like there was no more oxygen left in the world. You sat in silence, you didn’t know what to say, it was like you’re entire world had fallen apart.

“I’m really happy for you Eren, I think I’m gonna go back to sleep.”

“Okay, I’ll call you after my date to tell you how it goes, I’m so happy y/n”

“I’m glad Eren”

You hung up, tears already beginning to form. He’s never going to love you, all you can do is help him fall more in love with her.

And it’s fucking heart shattering.

Hope this fits your needs!

(Not Proof Read)

#eren jeager x reader #eren yeager x y/n #attack on titan eren #eren x y/n #eren angst

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empressofthesunwriter · 10 months

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Friendly Faces Everywhere

Codename Dovahkiin Part 2

Now that the Stick of Truth RPG is over it's time for N.K. to face the normal everyday life of South Park.

She should have known nothing in South Park is ever normal!

Day to day the craziness of this supposed quiet little mountain town she has to combat now.

Thank god, she has Tammy, Wendy, her boys, and her Social Media/Magical Girl Powers on her side.

This gonna be a wild ride!

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 7:This is not you!

The Christmas break is over soon.

Too soon for my taste.

I enjoyed it greatly.

Having dates with Heidi, doing something with my female friends, and spend time with Leo.

I totally and completely ignore the fever dreams I had on Christmas.

Just ignore it and be a good girlfriend, friend, and sister.

Nothing to see here officer.

Only a normal pre-teen living her normal life in a…really fucked up city.

But we will ignore this.

Ignoring is good.

Anyway, the first school day after the break starts with a school assembly where also our parents participate.

I’m sitting between my parents, wondering what will happen next.

Mr. Mackey explains to us that Principal Victoria got fired since she didn’t react right to a student calling rape "hot Cosby" and that we will get a new principal.

The men that walks in…I get shivers all over my body.

Not because he is creepy or anything.

I know his type.

That’s a dudebro who is full-on political correctness.

My gut is right as he tells us clearly: “I don't know about you, but frankly I'm sick and tired of how minority groups are marginalized in today's society. I'm here because this place is lost in a time warp! Students who still use the word "retarded"! A teacher who said women without wombs should get an AIDS test! A chef "person of color" who the children had sing soul songs and who the children drove to kill himself!”

“No, he got brainwashed by a cult.”, corrects him Leo.

This earns my little brother two days' detention.

P.C. Principal is not joking around. Alone his name says it all.

Hey, I’m the first one who is against injustice and all that, but these dudebro’s are too extreme.

Even Mr. Mackey gets detention because he answered P.C. Principals question where the minoritys are correct.

I mean, we do have only Token.

Yet the dudebro doesn’t care.

We will need all to watch our tongue around him.

After the little assembly our parents go home or to work and we start our school day.

When it’s break time I call all my friends and my girlfriend over to my locker.

“Okay, my amazons, listen up.”, I begin in a hushed tone. “I hate to say it but we have to be careful now what we say, because we can’t even make jokes anymore. P.C. Principal is out for blood and he will pick up any political incorrectness, even if it’s sarcasm or the likes.”

“You are white as a sheet.”, points Heidi out and rubs my cheek in comfort. “Are you alright N.K.?”

“Yeah, I never saw you this scarred. I thought you would find P.C. Principal awesome!”, wonders Bebe.

All our friends make agreeing sounds.

I take Heidi’s hand and shake my head with wide eyes.

“I know his P.C. from when I lived in Miami. All and nothing is an offense to this guys. And the worst is you can’t argue with them because they will throw at you the racist, bigoted, or queerphobic card. They even don’t care if you are part of a minority. So from now on we have to watch our mouth.”

Wendy frowns at me.

“This sounds like a personal experience.”

“It is. When I lived in Miami I was dating an Hispanic girl. It wasn’t anything serious, but we had a good time with each other. Well till the day we were at this Starbucks.”, I recount my first time facing this kind of P.C. I still shiver thinking about it. “I told her she looked tired. That’s when a dudebro literally jumped up from his chair and called me out because I stereotyped her as a sleepy person. Even her telling him she really was tired, didn’t help. That guy was not stopping. I’m not ashamed to say I cried like a river. Never has someone completely destroyed me like this dude.”

All their chins meet the floor and Heidi hugs me to console me.

“Oh damn, this doesn’t sound good!”, say’s Red.

“If some of them made N.K. cry it’s serious.”, adds Nichole.

“All right, we need to watch what we are saying around P.C. Principal.”, reminds them Wendy. “Anyone who gets our pretty much real Amazon crying and being ashamed of herself is not someone you wanna mess with.”

The school bell sounds, meaning we all have to go back to our classrooms, which we do.

Only one day has to pass before the boys come to me.

And with boys I mean I saw how they send Leo over to talk to me, while Stan’s Gang minus Cartman and Craig’s gang look from save distance on.

I’m standing with Heidi at my locker, putting my books away, so we can go to the cafeteria to have lunch with our girl group.

“Hey big sis, hey Heidi.”, greets us Leo nervous. He so doesn’t want to do it. “The guys…I mean I was wondering if you N.K. will do something against P.C. Principal.”

I just look around him to fix the little cowards with a glare.

“Really brave of you all. Send my own brother in hopes I agree more. If you have to say something say it.”, I make clear.

At least the fourth-grade boys do look a bit embarrassed.

“Please N.K. you are the strongest person we know.”, Stan begins. “If you can’t get rid of P.C. Principal no one can.”

“Also since you and Heidi are the only same-sex couple, maybe you can go together to him. He will surely listen to your more since you are a minority.”, adds Craig monotone like always.

I can’t believe what I heard.

“We will certainly not get on P.C. Principals’ bad grades.”, I tell them, taking my girlfriend’s hand. “People like P.C. Principal don’t see reason, they see only their way. You can’t win against him in normal ways.”

“So we should just give up? That dude will ruin anything, what is with free speech and all.”, ask me, Kyle.

It’s weird talking to him after…well all that happened.

“No, that’s not what N.K. means.”, answers Heidi for me. I’m so thankful for her. “If you wanna get rid of P.C. Principal you have to play dirty.”

“Go to Cartman, he is the evil psychopath you need.”, I point out.

With that, we make our way to the cafeteria.

When school ends we all heard the news.

Apparently P.C. Principal kicked Cartman’s ass so hard that the fatass is now at the hospital.

I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m happy about that. Cartman deserves all the beatings in the world.

Yet, I’m disappointed that our local psycho couldn’t win against P.C. Principal.

I have a feeling the dudebro will stay for a long time.

The P.C. party the next day in school and hearing there Kyle stopped saying Caitlyn Jenner isn’t a hero is proof enough.

Still, I can’t help but wonder…I have my Social Media Power and my Magical Girl Form…maybe I could have WON against them.

Why did I not fight?

I’m asking this myself later at night laying in my bed.

Did I lose my will to fight?

Yes, I had a bad experience with a dudebro before, but I never backed down.

Not if I have all this power on my side.

Or…I’m just a little girl with powers who thinks she can change the world but when she should do it she shows her true colors.

The colors of a coward.

I’m so confused.

That’s when I hear how someone is knocking on my window.

…What the fuck I’m on the second floor who is crazy enough to climb up my window?

I get my answers as it opens dramatically and I see a masked boy with a dark cape and a green M on his chest and a little question mark on his hood.

“Novella-Karin Campo.”, says the mysterious boy my name in such a deep voice that sends shivers down my back. Not out of fear…I have a voice kink. So you can imagine what I’m feeling. “We need to talk. Transform and meet me at your front yard.”

“Wait a second who are you, you mysterious caped dude with the sexy voice?! How do you know me and my powers?”

“Mysterion. All will be clear to you soon.”

Dramatically he jumps down and my chin meets the floor.

I don’t know what is going on, but this Mysterion is the hottest guy I ever met.

I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend I like a lot! Don’t be a thot, N.K.!

Still, I transform and float down to the ground.

Mysterion just looks stoic at me, a dark intimidating silhouette in the moonlight. I swerve dark shadow tendrils dance around him.

I feel a power coming from him…so dark…so old…so not understandable.

This turns me even more on.

I may be bisexual but I admit I always dreamed of meeting a dashing mysterious superhero and being whisked away at night in his strong arms.

But I’m no damsel…I kind of a hero too…okay more a Magical Girl but whatever, you get my point.

Once again remember I have I girlfriend and don’t be a thot!

“So Mysterion.”, I begin curious. “Will you now tell me who you are and what you want from me?”

Something similar like a smile is on his lips.

“You can’t guess?”

“I would remember someone with a voice like that.”

“You only need to know that I’m your friend.”, he tells me. “And as your friend, I have to ask you…what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Hey!

I cross my arms and send him an angry look.

“So not only do you not want to tell me who you are, but you also insult me. Doesn’t makes you look good Mysterion.”

“Some needs to be straight with you-“

“-I’m allergic to straight, ew!-“

“-I’m not even commenting on that. When you first came to this town you were this unstoppable force of nature but since you are together with your girlfriend you became tame. The N.K. I meet would have done something against P.C. Prinicipal, yet you told us to go to Cartman. So I’m asking you, what is fucking wrong with you?”

Speechless I stare at him.

…I hate to admit it, but he is right. The same thoughts tormented me.

“Look dude, you are one of my friends, as it seems. Also, I will be frank with you…Heidi is important to me. I messed up with Kyle and Kenny and made Heidi unsure about our relationship. I will not destroy it only to help the boys.”

Mysterion has only one thing to say to me: “Coward.”

I wince, but I don’t disagree.

“So you put your relationship before anything? You have a gift, it’s your damn duty to use it for the good of the people.”

I’m remembering my fever dream where I was divorced from Heidi because I put my powers in the first place.

“What do you know about gifts? I NEVER ASKED TO BE MADE THIS WAY!”, I shout the last part into his face, pointing an accusing finger at him.

The masked boy… just looks so tired and defeated now.

“I understand you better than you think.”, he starts to tell me. “I have also a gift…a curse I didn’t ask for.”

This…didn’t expect that. I feel the sincerity of Mysterion. He looks like he lived a thousand lifetimes and only saw the worst of humanity.

“What is your curse?”, I ask quietly.

“I can’t die.”

What?!

“I've experienced death, countless times. Sometimes I see a bright light. Sometimes I see heaven. Or hell. But eventually, no matter what, I wake up in my bed, wearing the same old clothes.”

Shocked I put my hand on my mouth. His desperation is clear as water. Something like this you can’t fake.

“And the worst part? Nobody even remembers me dying. I go to school the next day, and everyone is just like, "Oh hey Kenny." Even if they had seen me get decapitated with their own eyes.”

…Kenny?

Tears trail down my eyes as I cry for him.

For my princess.

I should have known it was him.

He wants to say more, but I just hug him to me.

I hug him with all the love I have in my heart for him.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”, I wail. “You must think I’m the biggest egoist in the world. I never wanted to hurt you guys, no one, but it seems I can only do that. You are right I should have helped you guys…but I don’t wanna lose Heidi.”

He hugs me back, petting my head.

“There is more, isn’t there N.K.?”

“I had a dream on Christmas Eve. I saw a future where I abandon you guys for Heidi and then I abandon her for my powers. I don’t want this future to happen!”

It feels good to finally speak about it.

Mysterion…Kenny hugs me tighter, rubbing my back in comfort.

“N.K. it was only a dream.”

“It felt so real!”

“Maybe that was just your fears getting the best out of you.”, he hypnotizes. “I can promise you that I will never abandon you…I like you to much for it, even if you don’t like me anymore this way.”

A wet laugh escapes my lips.

“Silly Kenny, it’s a mess of emotions, because I STILL like you and Kyle. I’m sure Heidi knows this too and yet she told me I should stay friends with you guys. I don’t deserve her.”

Careful Kenny wipes away my tears, tutting at me.

“Now N.K. that’s too melodramatic, even for me. Why don’t you just talk with us and make a mess like this? If you don’t talk your dream will come true.”

I sniffle and Kenny hands me a tissue. I blow my nose loudly. Something like a tiny smile is on his lips.

“I love you, Kenny, I really do.”, I confess finally. “Now knowing you are just like me…it makes me love you more. You understand me. You did from the moment we meet each other as princess and mage.”

“I love you too N.K., I never felt this way for a girl. You are so important to me, please don’t push me away again.”

“Heidi…I love her too…I just…I can’t break up with her…I love her…”

The hooded boy signs, stroking my cheek.

“Babe…you know… I don’t have anything against it if you want to date Heidi still…she is a cute and nice girl…I could learn to love her too.”

…I blink rapidly at him.

Did I hear him right?

“Kenny…what do you mean?”

“I read this up on the internet. Polyamory-relationships? I would be okay with this. Don’t know how Kyle thinks about it, but if you want to date other people while we also are together I would accept it. I just…want you so much…in any way you can give me.”

My chin meets the floor.

I can’t believe what I’m hearing!

Mamma was right, I should have fucking talked with the boys before and not assumed things!

“Kenny so that you know, I would literally jump you now and make you cum with my mouth till you are dry because this makes me so happy! But we need to talk to Heidi first. She has to be okay with this too.”

I hear how he has to bit down a moan and gives me a hot look.

“You are a tease, but you are also right. Let’s talk with Heidi first thing in the morning.”

We both smile brightly at each other.

Maybe…it really can work.

“One last thing, why did you dress up in your superhero persona to talk to me?”

“I had a feeling you would have ignored Kenny because you are also stubborn.”

“…You got me there.”

We say goodbye to each other with a hug. Back in my room, I send Heidi a text that we need to talk before school about something.

I hope she will agree to this too.

But if I have to choose between Heidi and Kenny…god this will be difficult.

God, if you love me make it go a way we all can be happy.

Me, the author, points at you, the readers: Will you hear N.K. prayer and make N.K., Heidi, and Kenny canon? Review!

Next time on Pokemon, I mean, Chinpokemon, no wait, on Friendly Faces Everywhere the thrilling conclusion.

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full-course-identity · 2 years

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"this won't fix you" [full fic]

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con

Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Trans Male Character, Trans Man Earnest Jones, Meaningful Shockfic, Politely borrowing Vanceypants' wonderful OC Gordana Vendome for five seconds, Transphobia, FYI Mr. Salvatore is a real Townie adult that I'm "borrowing", Not tagging everything for spoiler reasons, Tread carefully if needed and/or assume the worst

Summary Quote:

“I think you’ve all done enough today. Get ready to leave at the bell.”

A beat. Then,

“Hey. Jones. I gotta see you after class. Stay in your seat.”

(He’s staring right at me.)

Earnest Jones sits by a window, alone. Daydreaming.

It’s the second-to-last period of a very typical, boring school day. His partner (Gordana Vendome; new student, alleged Preppy twin) for the class project (US Government, “What makes America a Successful Democracy?”; an assignment more befitting a 5th Grader than a class of Juniors) is absent.

For Earnest, this meant two things:

There’s no reason to pay attention to the droll lecture, nor the equally-droll instructor.

He can’t stop thinking about her.

The first is a given, considering his well-above-average grades (if I wasn’t here to pad out my resume, I’d have quit the moment I noticed the Professor looking up “Government class assignments free” on fucking Bing) — but the second… that confused him.

Admittedly, she’s not hard to think about. Her presence, both as sweet as her perfume and as unusual as her mannerisms, sticks out like a sore thumb amongst a sea of gang violence and miserable brats (that includes me, unfortunately).

He sighed. For a brief moment, he considered putting his head down in the hopes no one cared — but a soft chime from the teacher’s pocket makes him glance over.

Steve Salvatore, otherwise known as “Mr. S” (his words) was an incredibly average-looking middle-aged white man, as well as an inexperienced new hire from the local community college, brought in during yet another attempt by Crabblesnitch to combat Bullworth’s dwindling staff numbers. Unsurprisingly, he was subpar… though not terrible, either; boring, a little scattered, and clearly over-confident (his forced usage of modern slang is enough to make me cringe, which… definitely an achievement), but nothing about him really stuck out.

(Even his default Apple notif is predictably normal, huh?)

Regardless, his phone’s generic ping was loud enough to catch Earnest’s attention, which held for long enough that he saw a change in Mr. Salvatore’s expression from “clearly annoyed” to “utterly blank” when he checked the lock screen.

Before he can think to look away, their eyes met.

Mr. Salvatore was silent for an uncomfortably long moment (given the usual “quiet ambiance” of chattering hasn’t stopped, I guess nobody else noticed). When he opened his mouth to address the class, it was with a vague, distant voice.

“I think you’ve all done enough today. Get ready to leave at the bell.”

A beat. Then,

“Hey. Jones. I gotta see you after class. Stay in your seat.”

(He’s staring right at me.)

Earnest’s heart jumped into his throat.

Riiing!

As his classmates stampeded out the door, Earnest remained seated. Part of him grew nauseous at the thought that something might’ve happened to his family (why else am I here? My grades are perfect!), which only heightened when the teacher got up, closed the door, and then nodded him towards the front.

“We need to talk.”

Earnest gulped, and — deep inside his own anxiety — left his stuff behind.

“… is something wr—“

“You’re one of the transsexuals, right?”

(Oh.)

Every thought, every action. All of it stopped dead in its tracks.

But somehow, he nodded.

“Right. Thought so.”

Those words lingered silently.

Earnest watched Salvatore watching him. He looked over his body in a manner so slowly, so deliberately, that it sent a confused, frightened shiver down his spine.

(This can’t be real.)

“… yeah. Yeah. Okay. You’ll do.”

And then his arm was yanked forward.

Earnest cried out in confusion, which was immediately met with a sharp, painful slap, cracking his glasses — and before he can even process that, his vest is torn open.

He opened his mouth to cry out again, but a tongue was shoved inside it first.

They’re kissing.

(Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God —)

Salvatore moved fast. His lips dragged painful friction away from Earnest’s mouth and down his jaw, sharp and forceful. His neck was bitten. His collarbone sucked.

And his breasts were groped —

— and Earnest cried out again, as his nipple was bitten so fucking hard it feels like it might be torn off.

Salvatore pulled back just to punch him in the face, making lights dance across his bruising eyes.

“Shut the fuck up.”

He was thrown onto the teacher’s desk, making various items crash to the floor as he landed back-first; he tried to plead out… something (anything, please, oh God), but now he’s too scared to make much noise — all he can get out is whimpered a “please —“ as his pants are yanked off of him.

And even then, his face is scrunched inward as Salvatore grabs him by the cheeks. “Shut. The fuck. Up.” (His eyes are so cold.) “Understood?”

Earnest nodded, tears streaming down his face.

“Good girl. Lemme make it feel as good for you as it will for me.”

(Wait —)

Salvatore dropped to his knees, spread Earnest’s legs, and, sparing only a moment to bite the inside of his thighs, dug right the fuck in.

(NO!)

Earnest gasped. Terrified into a new Pavlovian response, his hand clasped his own mouth desperately.

It’s so —

— no. No. He doesn’t want this, he doesn’t want this, he doesn’t want this!

But —

(It feels good.)

(Good.)

(Not like this. Please.)

(This can’t be happening.)

He tried to shove the man’s head away from his cunt with his other hand, but it was grabbed painfully, then pinned at his side.

(There’s no use, is there?)

He released his mouth just long enough to choke out “g-g-gonn-na—“

— and he’s cumming.

Blissfully.

Horribly.

Painfully.

(HE’S BITING MY CLI —)

He screamed into his hand. His blood curdled, as pleasure was cut off by a brief, unforgettable dose of the worst pain he’s ever experienced.

He’s sobbing. He can tell he’s sobbing. But he’s latched onto his mouth so tightly he can’t even hear it.

When Salvatore came up again, his lips were red and his cock was out.

And Earnest knew.

He knew what comes next.

He shook his head, trying to crawl away — only to be yanked forward, as Mr. Salvatore gripped him by the thighs, and spread them so easily. He bent them back until they pressed flat against the cold wood and Earnest’s tendons felt like they were being lit on fire.

“Did you like that, slut?” He sneered. “You’re so fucking wet. D’you know I’m the best you’ll ever have?”

(Why me?)

And then he shoved his cock inside of Earnest, and it drowned out everything in the world but his own fucking terror.

He was fucked ruthlessly. Mercilessly. His breasts were bitten again, his tongue kissed, and at the same time his neck was grabbed and squeezed for so long he could feel his eyes rolling into his head — only to be released for a few desperate gasps of air before it started again.

He couldn’t even feel the man getting close to climax; too fast. Too agonizing. But he did feel him reach down and start to jackhammer the pads of his fingers against Earnest’s swollen, bleeding clit.

As if it wasn’t enough humiliation to cum from being devoured the first time, this resulted in a second, weaker orgasm.

Which threw Mr. Salvatore into his own climax.

A few more pointed, hateful thrusts —

And it’s over.

It’s finally fucking over.

There was silence as they both came down, broken only by panting and pitiful, high-pitched whimpers that Earnest barely recognized as his own crying. For a moment, the sound of it made him feel like a child again. Like a five-year-old. Like he was lost, alone, in the forests of suburbia, and now found himself cornered by a possibly rabid, definitely carnivorous dog.

(Help me.)

(Somebody. Anybody. Please.)

(Please help me.)

“Say you loved it.”

Earnest was knocked back into himself at the prompt.

He blinked the fog from his eyes, trying desperately to catch up again, fearing what punishment lay in another perceived defiance.

“W-wh— what?”

Salvatore reached down, opening his drawer —

Earnest gasped before he even fully registered the sight of the pistol he pulled out.

“Say you loved it,” he repeated, his voice full of a darkness only thought of in cinematic fantasy. “Say ‘I love the way you fucked me, Tommy’. Use my name, and thank me for it, too. Do it, or I’ll blow your fucking brains out.”

“I…”

(He’s going to kill me.)

Earnest swallowed. Goosebumps rose, fell, and rose again, over and over, as a cord in the back of his neck pulled so tight he couldn’t even focus his eyes. “I love… I l-loved the way you f-fucked me, Tommy. Th, t-thank you. I… oh, no, please, I loved it, I promise I loved it, I — please put down the gun, please put the gun down, please please please PLEA—“

Tommy put the barrel in his own mouth, aimed up, and pulled the trigger.

The weight of his body collapsed on top of Earnest. A torrent of blood flowed from the crater in the back of his skull, pouring right into Earnest’s open mouth and making him choke. The corpse slipped off the desk, and he rolled over, vomiting blood and brains and little bits of carrot stew all over the staff laptop.

He kept heaving even as the door broke open.

Mr. Galloway, armed with a broken wine bottle and poised like he was ready for a fight, staggered inside. He took one look at Earnest’s blood-smeared body and screamed.

#my writing #dead dove do not eat

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aphrorite · 2 years

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hhmmhmm i relaly eeally sad so i felen like m gonan vent ):

tw vent

today was jsuu t really bad ): i woekeu p late so i ddintng et a much tiem to shop for shoes as i needed becacu i ended up ahving to do so after my shift and,, my shift was kinda boring and m and it was sooo strianingn bevaau i had to clean all the dusty bookshelves . my school dance was horrible bc i feltl left out toward s the end and my social anxiety eas really kickin in so i hid in the bathrooom until my mom picked me up and crieid in the car , crie dwhen i got home )): i fellt so lonrly and left out ther evceause my friend was bmosrly payin attention to the other girl so i ws just alone in the crowd , she didnt come w me to the abthroom ejher so when i canebakc i got lost and just decided, ef it im just gonna go abck to the bathroom and go home . and on top of rhahr when iw alked oht of the bathroom although i saw m and her crienbda, her one friend calld me h*t and i ddint really like that m evcasue, i dont wanna b h*t, i m just a teen agtger all and ive been trgijg to chase my lost childhood , or a tleadt heal my inner child and these days , the words h*t or s*xy make me feel me comfortable more than complimented . i wanna be cute i wnana ve pretty, not h*t. i know my mo m was being right when she said that its not sonething i can really avoid but tht was sort of the bittersweet cherry on top ): im happy that people like the way i look but that whole time i felt inferior because everyone wore short dresses and mostly sneakers, i felt so overdressed . today was the first day i ever wore a full face of makeup and if elt so,, fbeauituful in it i felt so polished and glamourous, and i only got a few photos , but wheni got to the dance everyone was wearing short dresses and i felt so out of place )))): i know i shouldnt gave cared about what peopelw ere wearing or thbking but god i just didnt fel good, and seeing how everyone wa swearing short sdresses makes me wish that i wore one too like the one from artizia bevause it was so pretty and partylike . i woore a blue long dress with a cowl neck and jr was vibtage and i felt so pretty before i left, what ahppened ? i jsut wanna curl up in a ball and cry ): i fellt liek that time couldve been spent with the guy i called while i wad there, he made me feel mcuh better and i appreciate his dorky singing . and i t wasnt eveb like he was reassuring me, but it looked like he wanted to hangout and i asked him too if he wanred to watch strnanfe rthings w me , and he was like “yeah sure” and then i was like “you wanna watch it with me?” and he aggrewd and it felt ,, a luttle mixed sigbally , like the one time wheerei think i calle dhim late at nighr on my phone number n not on dizzy. hhhhh ): i sad and feel so inferior ,,, i dont wnana go to work tonorrow or schoool or do anything and j jsur wanna sulk. i dont wnana see people . i know nobody knows how i felt inside but i jsut cant bear it right now. i cant put on a fake smile and say i had a good time when it was horrible towards the middle half. and i might be havinf withdrawl rn because i only got half of my mediciaoton , and i so sad , so sso sad ): i need refil asap. i also sad bc i havent been able to weie a diary log , bur ik that i dont have to everyday , is not a chore, bu i wish iw wsnt so tired n that i could keep a streak of it , and my cat keeps consecutively waking ne ip at 4 am and i wnet to bed at 11 shut my eyes cos i was like “dont fight the slepe antmore” but i wannted more time to browse on my phone because i dont get to in the mornin . hhh. relalt sad ):

#aphrorite lil speaks #tw vent #agere #sfw agere #sfw agere blog #ramble #🎀

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svnaslove · 3 years

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‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙　how they flirt　˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

bokuto; kenma; suna

BOKUTO;

pls he’s such a golden retriever boy i can’t it’s so adorable-

his flirting would just be sHOWERING you with COMPLIMENTS !!

he gets blushy about complimenting you but he still does it because he needs his pretty baby to know how beautiful you are

crie

likes to give you little surprises too,

“here y/n i got you a snack :)” “oh i forgot, i got you that bracelet you were looking at last week :)”

HE IS THE EMBODIMENT OF “:)” NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE

love language is def physical touch and words of affirmation !!

KENMA;

he feels like he doesn’t eve know how to flirt rip

he definetly can, i promise

he will get really close to you and say something trivial like “i think we have a test in history today.”

yOU’RE JUST THERE LIKE 0-0 BECAUSE MF IS CLOSE AS HELL AND HE DOESN’T BREAK EYE CONTACT AND JUST BORES HIS EYES ONTO YOU

little fleeting tounches toooooo

if you are walking together and you drift to the wrong direction he will put a hand on your elbow and guide you and take his hand back

mf makin you wanting more and he don’t even know it smh

SUNA;

SMUG ASS FLIRTING

THIS MAN KNOWS EXACTLY WTF HE IS DOING LSJDKLFJSDKLFJSD

hE MFING DOES THAT ONE THING WHERE HE TURNS TO YOU ON HIS BACK AND TILTS HIS HEAD BACK AND LOOK AT YOU AND SMIRKS WITH HIS LAZY EYES SDLKFJSDLKF

pls i hate him

he’s the type of boy that your mom will tell you “he’s only teasing you because he likes you” hELP

probably took your chair from under you before you went to sit down in class and laughed his ass off too

AND HE DID IT MORE THAN ONCE

the third time he did it, your skirt ended up flowing up and he saw your underwear and he felt embarassed asf and then popped a boner in math class...

that was the last time he did that 💀

he’s still paranoid on whether you saw it or not so he didn’t talk to you for a week 💀💀💀

even though he’s an ass he’s still oddly nice to you

always gives you pencils or whatever when you run out and he buys you snacks without you having to ask him and you’re just like what is going on lskdjflksdj

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tetsvhoe · 3 years

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surprise hcs for the lovely gwen <3

kuroo tetsurou who randomly tries nerdy pick up lines on you even after years of dating just to see if you'd still tolerate them. you get annoyed and hit him but obviously your blush gives away the fact that he would never fail to make your heart beat a million times faster.

kuroo tetsurou who tries to be all smooth and pushes you against the wall when you both walk around the corner and out of sight from the rest, only to have his hand slip and him falling face down on the floor, and you plus the rest of the spectators trying so hard to keep in your laughter.

kuroo tetsurou who pampers you every morning like nobody's business. at first you think it's cause that's his thing. but later you put together the times you caught him staring at you while you eat your breakfast-in-bed, the forehead kisses, him nuzzling into your neck, and the giddiness in his eyes whenever you ruffle his hair. yes, he does all of that for you to ruffle his hair. he takes pride in his weirdo bed head but when you lace your fingers with the strands of his hair, he finds it comforting, that maybe...just maybe, you do love his mess as much as he does.

kuroo tetsurou who acts all confident and smirky but just a single unexpected visit or merely a gaze from you or a simple brush of your hand can turn him variations of pink. he'd be standing, having a conversation regarding work, and you just have to waltz in and stand their holding his hand to make me stumble his words right in the middle of a sure instruction he was giving. somebody help him

kuroo tetsurou who finds it freakishly hot and stupid how you bite your ice cream. i mean scientifically speaking, burying your teeth in frozen creamy sugar is going to cause you long term trouble because the thick sugar matter in the ice cream likes to stick around. but...tetsuroully speaking, he loves the way you endure the irksome brain freeze and the hurtful stinging sensations, because to him, it makes you feel invincible. and also he's addicted to the sweet, cold after effect that has. beware cause he's definitely gonna attach his mouth on yours for as long as you'd let him.

kuroo tetsurou who once saw bokotu's s/o give him flowers who very much starting jumping around and bragging to anyone who'd listen (he would skjdfhk) and wants you to do the same because helloo??? pretty boys deserve flowers and also because he surely shares at least one braincell with bo and is competitive. so he decides to drop subtle hints. or so he thinks ranging from telling you about the said incident to actually whispering how much he wants you to buy him flowers while you very actually asleep💀💀 then went days being all pouty, when you decided to buy his fav grilled salted mackerel pike (-anyway) and flowers from the flower shop next door. he was so ecstatic that your meal lay all but forgotten, while he pondered where to keep his flower clad vase uwu

that's all i could think of. skjsjkksj i hope you like them!! and aaaaahh helpp i think you thought i was gonna finally post my piece for the collab. i swear i'm gonna soon and it's like still almost almost complete but just not been at my best. i hope you're having a good day today <3

pLSSS I LOGGED OFF EARLY LAST NIGHT AND THIS IS WHAT I SEE i love each and every one thank u dev bb 😭 crie

and no rush!!! take care of urself first mwa

#[ 🍰 : strawberry shortcake ]#[ tetsu shrine ]#nonnie

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queennicoleinboots · 3 years

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Off Grid Desert Farming with Pastor Penn and Scholar Alexia, part 2

Count Vanilla was singing "Sweet Dreams R Made of These" as he wore a black collar with a blue bell in the front and swam in an ocean of vanilla ice cream. He then started to dance similarly to Michael Jackson near Annie Lennox. They were dancing like they were walking on broken glass.

"Blue Bell Vanilla Ice Cream. Nothing is sweeter than the sweet dream made of Blue Bell Vanilla Ice Cream," Emilie Autumn narrated.

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The next commercial played "This Banana Feels Like It's On Ice Cream" by System of The Beer (based on "This Cocaine Makes Me Feels Like I'm On This Song." by System of A Down) and showed Prince Banana Ice wearing his golden crown, his facial and ear piercings (minus his lip piercings), the black collar with Bananas hanging off of it, black shirt with a giant banana on it, and a bright yellow speedo surfing on a giant banana in an ocean of vanilla ice cream with banana sharks while holding a giant Banana split in his right hand.

Prince Banana Ice then started singing super quickly as he surfed wildly through the ice cream waves:

"There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

There's something wrong with me

I hope my sister doesn't eat the fish

When we're crying for our next fix

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

There's something wrong with me

I hope my sister doesn't eat the fish

When we're crying for our next fix

Bananas quell feelings

Balalalalalala split!

Single files of clean feedings

I can see your souls through through your eyes

The crumbling walls of sliding architecture

Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture

Banana loving men all eating in the hells

Kidnapped by the likes of pure conjecture

Bananas quell feelings

Balalalalalala split!

Single files of clean feedings

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

Wrong with you and I

When we're crying for our next fix

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

Wrong with you and I

When we're crying for our next fix

Bananas quell feelings

Balalalalalala split!

Single files of clean feedings

Double cherry strawberry

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

There's something wrong with me

I hope my sister doesn't eat the fish

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you

There's something wrong with me

I hope my sister doesn't eat the fish

There's nothing wrong with me

There's nothing wrong with you!

Because it's banana

Because it's a cocaine

Because it's vanilla bean

Because it's icy cream

Balalalalalalalalalas!"

Then Prince Banana Ice hung 10 on the banana surf board and spoke normally, "Balalalalalalalalalas is French for Banana split made with vanilla ice cream and crack cocaine! And it's fucking awesome! Woohoooo!!!!" He had the biggest smile on his face and his eyes were super wide yet not ready to fall out of his head like they normally are when he is excited.

Then Prince Banana Ice narrated in French, but the closed caption translated, "I scream for banana ice cream... with crack cocaine. It's legal on the Green Planet."

Then Prince Banana Ice narrated quickly in French, but the closed caption said, "Wedonotrecommendyouactuallyaddingcrackcocainetoyourbananasplit. Ifyouwantthesameeffect,buyBlueBananavanillaicecream.It'ssosweetitmightaswellbecrackcocaine."

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There was a loud static sound before a male fairy bee with brown straight hair and intense green eyes flew on the screen.

"Sorry to interrupt your transmission, but someone just set off a bomb at Altis Grocer Market on Brad Street in Athenia, Glorgia. Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit! Someone ought cover that shit!" the male fairy bee spoke in a squeaky voice for a dude.

"WHAT?! THAT'S THE SIXTH OR SEVENTH BOMBING TODAY! LORD HAVE MERCY!" Pastor Penn shouted.

"What the fuck is going on?!" King Bruce Ice shouted as he threw his paws in the air.

"Why the fuck would you bomb a grocery store, you fucking idiot!" Prince Banana Ice shouted as he jumped off the surf board and carried it to the main news screen. "Thanks for fucking up the food supply EVEN MORE!" He growled out of frustration and threw his surf board at the weather screen.

"I agree! It's fucked up! It's bullshit!" Captain Slammer shouted on the screen with the backdrop of his house in the background. It was raining outside.

"How's the weather, Captain Slammer?" King Bruce Ice asked.

"It's FUCKING HOT! It's fucking rainy. It's crazy. It's bullshit. A meteor from the Planet Neiber or Fluggoit decided to wipe out my fucking garden," Captain Slammer said. Rain was pouring down on his head. We could hear rain drops pounding against the shield on his back.

A giant meteor then crashed right into his house. Lightning struck down another tree in his yard.

Captain Slammer then whipped his head around and saw what happened. "WHAT THE (yes, he made the actual bleeping sound)?"

Prince Oliver: Werewolf of the United Planets decided to ask, "Would you like a banana split with some Blue Bell Vanilla ice cream and crack cocaine?"

"Yes please. Add extra cocaine and go easy on the Banana. I'm not gay," Captain Slammer said with a smile with gritted teeth. He looked like a drenched goat.

"I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either," Count Vanilla and the male fairy bee shouted in unison.

Then Count Vanilla continued, "I'm not gay either. I'm not gay either."

"Oh fuck just what we needed. Another character who repeats himself! First the Twix galaxy implodes. Then two or three bears blow themselves in the Kabbabullibulli space station because who the fuck knows why. Then some FUCKING IDIOT decides to blow up the grocery store because he's a fucking asshole! Captain Slammer's house gets hit with a meteor and a lightning storm, and THE MALE FAIRY BEEEE zzzzz REPEATS HIMSELF SEVEN TIMES PER SENTENCE!" Prince Banana Ice shouted as he raised his arms in the air.

"That was a great recap, Prince Banana Ice," Scholar Alexia said.

"Agreed. I couldn't have done a better job myself. Prince Banana Ice, can you humor a wolf mama and scream for banana ice cream... preferably in French... one more time?" asked Milk Mama Chrissy the queenliest submissive drama queen of the Planetary Broadcasting Corporation.

"Merci. Oui, Crissy de Lait," Prince Banana Ice spoke in French. Anyone can tell that French was his native language. "Je crie pour la glace à la banane!"

"Aaaahhhhhh!!!! Such a beautiful sound has aroused my teets," Crissy de Lait, soumise de derriere said.

"May I suck them then?" a man with brown eyes and wild red hair asked Crissy de Lait, soumise de derriere. I remember him being a master chef of macaroni and cheese at Chuckee Queso's Chipotle Mexican Pizza Grill.

"After the broadcast. Pastor Penn is supposed to have the floor," Crissy de Lait, soumise de derriere said.

"'Supposed to' being the key phrase. All went to Hell in a handbag when the grocery store got bombed. More information will come soon," Pastor Penn said.

"Indeed it will. Indeed it will. Indeed it will. Indeed it will. Indeed it will. Indeed it will. Indeed it will. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself. I'm going to interview everyone and cover the story myself," the male fairy bee said.

"You go do that, but who are you and what association do you work for?" Pastor Penn asked.

"I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers. I'm Kodex with the Green Planet Explorers," Kodex answered.

"Also. Why do you repeat yourself seven times?" Pastor Penn asked.

"Because I'm 27 years old with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. The end digit of my age is seven, which is how many times I have to repeat myself," Kodex answered.

"Really? I'm nine. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times. That's why I repeat myself nine times," Count Vanilla said.

"You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine. You sound like you're a lot older than nine," Kodex said.

King Bruce Ice was trying to shoot eye lasers at both of them at the same time. "Jesus with you two, no one is going to get the news!"

Prince Banana Ice was narrowing his eyes to the side and visibly gritting his sharp teeth.

"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry," Count Vanilla and Kodex said.

Then Count Vanilla continued, "Sorry. Sorry. It's a long story. Too long for this broadcast." He chuckled nine times.

Prince Banana Ice threw his crown across the room and folded his arms tightly around his chest. He was shooting neon yellow eye lasers in Count Vanilla's direction. Count Vanilla growled and danced over a few of them.

"Thank you. Pastor Penn, can you please continue the broadcast before I kill someone?" King Bruce Ice asked.

"Yes. There have been enough deaths today. Thank you for your time, Kodex," Pastor Penn said.

"You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome. You're welcome," Kodex said as he flew out the door. "I'm used to eye lasers and all kinds of shit. I'm going to do some JOURNALISM. God Forbid. God Forbid. God Forbid. God Forbid. God Forbid. God Forbid. God Forbid!"

Pastor Penn couldn't help but chuckle.

"I really wish I would have thrown my rocket shoe at him. The only thing I have against him is that he repeats himself too much in news broadcasting," Prince Banana Ice said. "Other than that, he's a nice guy."

"Yeeeeeepppppppppp pah," King Bruce Ice said as he rolled his eyes and opened his mouth dramatically.

"Anyway, let's take this moment to talk about my brother, Brandon. He isn't doing too well healthwise. He is currently unconscious at the Intensive Care Unit in the United States of America on Earth and has a breathing tube in his throat. He has always been a wild black sheep bear. No really, his fur is more like wool. I guess he inherited that freak recessive sheep gene of the family from my great great great great great great great grandfather. He's about 10 years older than I am and is nothing like me. I asked my parents several times throughout my life if he was adopted. They assured me he wasn't. But I still have questions. Brandon was addicted to everything including gambling, alcohol, shrooms, dope, crack, cocaine, honey, sex with anything that moves except family members, and being in virtual reality throughout his life. To this day, he doesn't go a day without smoking four packs of cigarettes a day or drinking a bottle of wine a day. I'm sure even unconscious with a breathing tube down his throat, he is still dreaming about smoking and drinking to excess. All we can do is pray for him," Pastor Penn said.

"Sounds like he knows how to party," Prince Banana Ice said.

"Oh yeah. It's ridiculous. He's a terrible role model. He has children, too. And his whole intermediate family got jabbed. It's very sad," Pastor Penn said as he was about to cry.

Scholar Alexia scooted over to Pastor Penn and patted his shoulder. "Truly sad. A lot of families are having the same problem. More and more people are getting jabbed, and it is very tragic. Especially with what we know now."

"We are in End Times. Families are fighting families. It's the unjabbed versus the jabbed. Famine is rampant. Wars are rampant," Pastor Penn said.

"Also, Bruce and Ann the Goats just got jabbed. Queen Xara and I clean their office for them. Very sad news. We just got intel from Joel the Goat, the assistant manager. He is still standing firm on resisting the jab," King Joebear said on a screen from our home.

"Damn! Is everyone named 'Bruce' on this planet?!" King Bruce Ice asked.

There were two dings from Pastor Penn's pager.

"The good news is that Brandon is at least recovering from the breathing issue. My other brother just texted me saying that Brandon is needing less oxygen from the tube. A very good sign. All we can do now is keep praying. Also, very sad news about your Goat bosses getting jabbed. I'm sure it is mortifying. Have you been fired for not getting the jab yet?" Pastor Penn said.

"No, but it's in the works, I'm sure," King Joebear said.

"But if they fire us, it's their loss. I don't give a fuck about the jab. They can HAVE it!" I shouted from the camera in the dressing room. I was still in my snowman nightgown and jean cut-off because fuck this shit. I'm broke.

"Amen," Scholar Alexia said.

"Amen," Captain Slammer said as his house was now replaced by a gigantic meteor.

"Amen to the welfare of Brandon!" Wonder Nurse shouted as she video-bombed Captain Slammer's screen. "We live in a meteor now! The Lord has answered our prayers!"

"Amen!" Pastor Penn said with a smile.

Captain Slammer just looked at her oddly before he turned back to the camera and said, "There is a 100 percent chance that fire and brimstone will be raining from the sky in addition to acid rain drops falling on my head. Take cover and please try not to go outside for the next few weeks." He added a flashy smile at the end.

"Thank you for that lovely weather report, Captain Slammer," Pastor Penn said.

"You're welcome!" Captain Slammer shouted before Prince Banana Ice handed balalalalalalalalalas, banana splits with cherries, strawberry, vanilla ice cream and crack cocaine to him and Wonder Nurse. Captain Slammer's balalalalalalalalalas had a small banana and extra vanilla sprinkles added as he requested earlier. "Thank you, Prince Banana Ice!" He took a bite of the balalalalalalalalalas and grinned. "You definitely ARE Prince Banana Ice! Woohoohoohoo!!!!" He then started to fly off the screen with wide eyes. "I'M CAPTAIN SLAMMER REPORTING LIVE ON THE WEATHER!" He continued gobbling the banana split.

Wonder Nurse took a bite of her balalalalalalalalalas and then flew. "Wooohoooooo! I'm Wonder Nurse, and I am going to save the wounded astronauts!" She also continued to eat her balalalalalalalalalas as she flew.

"These banana splits help us cope with this (encrypted voice done by Milk Mama Chrissy, Encrypting Genius saying "Shitake") weather," Prince Banana Ice said as he stood outside as giant bananas fell out of the sky and his fur was getting disheveled in the high winds. He had the hugest smile and brightest brown hazel eyes on his face.

"I'll take your word for it. Ladies and gentlemen, we have one more story to tell before we have to end our broadcast and let Queen Xara, Stan Doe, and Prince Peter Wallace Parker do theirs," Pastor Penn said.

"Yes. Go ahead. The show must go on," Milk Mama Chrissy said.

"Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt your broadcast, I know you have had a lot of interruptions this hour, but for those of you who are not informed, on Planet AstraZeneca in the Snickers Galaxy and Austria and/or Australia on Planet Earth in the Milkway Galaxy, the government is punishing those of us who are unjabbed by throwing us in jail for six years and fining us $66,600. I just wanted to share how real this is and how it is the (encrypted voice done by Milk Mama Chrissy, Encrypting Genius saying, "Biometric signature").," a dark brown wooly sheep with easy brown eyes said in a low English voice.

"Good Heavens, Found Sheep! It is good to see you! How have you been?!" Prince Oliver: Werewolf of the United Planets shouted in excitement.

"I have been walking with Lord, but I can't say much else," Found Sheep said in his great narration voice. He had a good voice to read audiobooks.

"Great answer, Found Sheep. And no, that was an important interruption. Thank you. It was one of the news stories I was going to cover in tomorrow's live broadcast. It's true. Look it up on B-M-J.cahm, Broad Mediterranean Journalism. It's true. Folks, the Plague's been around since 2015 according to them, but Queen Xara reported that her first exposure to it was in 2014. She'll give you more detail in her report," Pastor Penn said.

"It's true. The Lord has revealed much to me since my walk with him. Thank you, Pastor Penn," Found Sheep spoke.

"No thank you. And for our final story, Martial Law. I repeat Martial Law. It's Wal-mart backwards. Martial Law is coming. The military has turned on its citizens. If you don't obey the "woke" soldiers, you will be shot. They will treat you like an enemy. We are not safe. They want to jab us. The Green Planet has become the Black Planet. The United States of America is no longer what it used to be. It's an extension of Communist China. You better wake up. And no I do not mean "woke." Off Grid Desert Farming exists to prepare you for the future. What do you do about martial law? Seek comfort in our Lord. Our Lord is coming back. Don't be caught dead without him," Pastor Penn said.

Loud elevator music played in the background as Milk Mama Chrissy spoke. "Thank you very much, Pastor Penn for your informative broadcast! Next up, Queen Xara, Stan Doe, and Prince Peter Wallace Parker with their razzle bullshit." She then smiled at the camera.

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Nothing Else Like it: Chapter 2

“Yorokobi, you’re going so soon?” Holly asked.

“Yeah,” Yorokobi answered as she headed out the door. “It’s the only way to avoid Jojo’s fangirls.”

“Well, before you go, give your mom a goodbye kiss,” Holly chirped. The two kissed each other on the cheek and gave one another a tight hug.

“I love you, Mom!” Yorokobi yelled as she left for school. “I’ll see you later!”

“I love you, too, Yorokobi!” Holly called. “Have fun at school!”

Yorokobi and Holly waved to each other for as long as possible, until they reached the horizon.

***

“I’m telling you, man, this is a bad idea,” a boy whispered to his friend. “She looks sweet and all, but she’s not weak.”

“Oh, come on,” the other boy whispered back. “She looks like the type of girl that will do anything if you annoy her about it enough. I’ll just have to do that.” And with that, he got out of the bushes the two were hiding in, and walked up to Yorokobi.

“Hey, girlie,” the boy purred, putting his hand on the wall behind her. “Wanna go to my party tomorrow?”

“Um, I’m good, actually. Thank you, though,” Yorokobi answered.

“Aw, come on,” the boy smirked. “You know you want to.”

“I know I don’t, actually,” Yorokobi continued. “I’m sorry if that disappointed you.”

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” the boy replied. He put his other arm across the wall, trapping Yorokobi in between them. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“No means no,” she stated, a little firmer than she had been before.

“Well, I’ll change that no to a yes in no time,” the boy cooed. “I won’t let you get to class until you-”

Suddenly, Yorokobi swung her entire arm at him. He saw it glow with a strange yellow light, and he flew further back than most guys could send him.

“Hey, idiot,” Yorokobi snapped, “when I say no, I mean no. Now get lost.”

The boy did exactly what Yorokobi told him to, quickly getting up and running away.

“So you’re Yorokobi Kujo,” a different boy’s voice said.

“Yes, that’s me,” Yorokobi answered. She turned around to see the face of the new boy, a tall figure with red hair. Not ginger, a real red. “And don’t worry, I won’t hurt you unless you give me reason to.”

“I wasn’t worried about that,” the boy chuckled. “You’re the sister of Jotaro, right?”

“I’m nothing like him, I swear,” Yorokobi laughed. “What’s your name?”

“Noriaki Kakyoin,” he answered. “Of course, that won’t be important for long.”

“What?”

Kakyoin’s eyes darkened as a green creature formed behind him. “All I need is a tool to help defeat Jotaro, and you’re the perfect one.”

***

“Jojo!” Yorokobi exclaimed. She burst open the doors to the nurse’s office, breathing heavily. “A Stand! A Stand attempted to attack me!”

“What?” Jotaro asked. “Where? Where is it now?” He grabbed Yorokobi by the collar, holding her up to his face. Yorokobi grinned, but not with her usual grin. It was darker, in a way.

“It’s already here, Jojo,” she replied, almost monotone. She kicked Jotaro in the stomach, sending a shock of Hamon through him.

“What was that for, Yorokobi?” Jotaro asked.

“How did I know you were in the nurse’s office?” Yorokobi asked back. “It’s because I’ve been watching you. Not Yorokobi…”

“But me, Noriaki Kakyoin!” Kakyoin proclaimed.

“Kakyoin?” Jotaro exclaimed.

“Yes,” Kakyoin replied. “My Stand, Hierophant Green, is currently possessing the body of Yorokobi. He’s in there, and he won’t leave.”

“Not until you’re defeated, Jojo!” Yorokobi shouted. She went again for another kick, this time to the face, but was blocked this time. However, while Jotaro was blocking her kick, she punched him in the gut again, with more Hamon than before.

If she wasn’t my sister, I would be able to kiss her in order to get my Stand’s teeth close enough to Hierophant’s head, Jotaro thought. Unfortunately, I’m not kissing Yorokobi even if it kills her. I’ll have to think of something else.

“Hesitant to hurt me, Jojo?” Yorokobi taunted. “Are you afraid to kill your sister?” She sent another Hamon-filled roundhouse kick straight to his face.

“I’m not afraid to make you bleed if I must,” Jotaro huffed. “Kakyoin, do you really not know how siblings work? I’ll do anything shy of killing her.” He summoned his Stand, which reached inside of Yorokobi’s mouth, and yanked Hierophant out.

“So this sleazy Stand is Hierophant Green,” Jotaro chuckled. “It looks like a shiny melon. Maybe its head can be crushed just like a melon, too.”

Yorokobi, finally free of Hierophant’s grasp, saw a brief vision of Kakyoin on the windowsill, Jotaro right in front of her, and Hierophant firmly in her brother’s Stand’s hands. However, she could see Hierophant getting ready for his next attack, with a green liquid coming out of his palms. I wonder what that tastes like, she thought, before promptly passing out and plopping on the ground.

***

Yorokobi groaned a little bit, and slowly opened her eyes. She could feel constant bumping, like someone was walking with her in their arms. Looking down, she could see the ground moving, and the back of Jotaro’s coat.

“I’m awake, Jojo.”

“Good.” Jotaro let go of her legs and let her fall to the ground headfirst. “I was getting tired of carrying two people at once.”

“Two people?”

“Yeah. I’m taking Kakyoin home so we can question him about Dio.”

“Good idea. So, it looks like Dio really has made it so we have to hunt him down, huh?”

“Yup. And I don’t like it one bit.”

“You’ll be fine. I’m sure Toto can do the job.”

Jotaro glared at Yorokobi. She replied with a grin.

“If we’re calling him anything, it’s absolutely not Toto,” Jotaro told her. “However, it looks like you’re right. I’m gonna have to get more attached to this guy. I’ll think of a name when we get home.”

“You better.”

The two walked the rest of the way in silence, until their house was on the horizon.

“Jotaro!” Holly exclaimed. “Why are you carrying a boy with you, and why is he covered in blood? Don’t tell me…”

“He did it to protect me, Mom,” Yorokobi reassured her. “Don’t worry.”

“Oh…” Holly said. “Well… that’s good! I wouldn’t want either of my babies getting hurt.”

“I’m not your ‘baby’,” Jotaro growled.

“Okay!” Holly chimed. While Jotaro walked away, Yorokobi turned back to her mom and shrugged.

When the two arrived in the tea room, Jotaro laid Kakyoin down on the floor. Joseph revealed that Kakyoin was being brainwashed by a little thing in his head called a flesh bud, and that he would die in a couple of days. Jotaro, saying he wasn’t dead, summoned his Stand to attempt pulling the flesh bud out of there.

“Jojo, what are you doing?” Yorokobi exclaimed. “You could die!”

“He could die, too,” Jotaro replied, far too calm for the situation. “I can’t have that happening. I still need to thank him for keeping you alive.”

Keeping me alive? Yorokobi thought. What happened while I was passed out?

Although Kakyoin woke up halfway through the removal process, Jotaro succeeded in saving the boy’s life. After it was all over, he started to leave the room.

“Why?” Kakyoin asked. “Why did you risk your life to save me?”

Jotaro looked back, and grabbed the top of the doorway. “When you were talking about Hierophant Green after I had gotten him out of Yorokobi, you said that he would get angry if he was forced out of his small spaces. You said he hurt Yorokobi because of that, and I saw in your eyes you weren’t just talking up your powers. Yorokobi could have been heavily injured, or even dead. And yet, when I checked on her after you were finished off, she was unharmed. I don’t know why, but you spared her, and I needed to return the favor.”

So that’s what this was all about, Yorokobi thought to herself, smiling. Holly came in and patched up Kakyoin’s head while Yorokobi sat right next to him on the floor.

“Does it hurt?” she asked. Kakyoin looked over.

“Huh? No, I’m fine,” he said. “Thank you, though.”

“I have a little technique to get it to stop hurting,” Yorokobi continued. “It works really well, and it doesn’t inconvenience me at all.”

“Well,” Kakyoin admitted, “it does hurt a little. It’s like a dull headache, if that helps.”

“Ooh, I don’t know if I can help with headaches, but I can try,” Yorokobi replied. She gently put her hands on the top of Kakyoin’s head, and breathed deeply. Sparks started to appear from her fingertips, and they travelled to Kakyoin. He noticed a slight tingling, but for the most part, it just warmed him, and made the pain go away.

“It numbs the hurt spot,” Yorokobi explained, “while also filling that spot with a gentle warmth that just feels nice. You won’t be able to feel your forehead for a while, but it should help. Tell me if it starts hurting again.”

“Okay,” Kakyoin nodded. It was then that both of them noticed Holly and Joseph arguing about the Japanese way of doing things, and how Holly wanted to be called Seiko. Yorokobi chuckled.

“It’s just the way family goes, I guess,” she sighed with a small smile. “We love each other, but we just can’t stop getting on each other’s nerves.” She stood back up, and left the tea room, wandering about outside.

“What’s with that smile of yours?” Jotaro asked.

“Hm?” Yorokobi replied. “Oh. I don’t know, really. I guess it’s just that we saved a life today.”

“Who’s ‘we’?”

“Fine. You saved a life today. But I did help him out afterward.”

Jotaro shrugged. “Fine. Whatever makes you feel good.”

And after a nice dinner, and a long rest, the next day had begun. Both Kujos were determined that today they were certainly going to school, and not getting mixed up in any weird Stand business.

“Mom!” Yorokobi called out. “I’m going to school now!”

That was weird. Holly was usually right at the door when Yorokobi was leaving. If she wasn’t there, then something was wrong.

“Mom? What’s the matter?” Yorokobi shouted. She had searched all throughout the house, but Holly still wasn’t anywhere to be found. That is, until she came across the kitchen, finding her mother passed out in front of the fridge.

“Mom!” she exclaimed. “Oh no, Mom’s fainted! Granddad! Jojo! Mr. Avdol!”

All three of them ran to Yorokobi’s distressed cries, then rushed to Holly’s side.

“I-I-I-I c…” she took a shallow breath, “came in h-here, a-a-a-and she… Mom was…”

“Don’t worry, Miss Yorokobi,” Avdol reassured her. “We’ll help her. You should… probably leave the room. We might say some things that would distress you even more.”

Yorokobi nodded, and left the room. However, she hid behind the doorway. What do they mean, distress her even more? She was strong and independent. Even if her mother was fainted, she could pull through, right?

“She… only has fifty days,” Avdol said. From behind the door, Yorokobi gasped. Inside the room, the men heard fast-paced, heavy footsteps coming from outside.

“She heard,” Jotaro sighed.

As Kakyoin walked past one of the rooms, he heard heavy sobs coming from inside. When he looked in, he saw Yorokobi, curled up in a ball, alone.

“Yorokobi!” he exclaimed. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she whimpered, still in the ball. “It’s just… my mom. I’m worried about her. They said she has fifty days left.”

“Oh, Yorokobi, I’m so sorry,” Kakyoin consoled. He walked up and sat down by her side, picking her up and hugging her. “I know it must be hard to hear that. Do you know what’s causing this?”

“No, I don’t,” Yorokobi mumbled. “She’s going to die and I can’t do anything.”

“Not true,” Jotaro interrupted. He gave Kakyoin a glare that Yorokobi didn’t see, and Kakyoin knew to let go of her. “Turns out, this is Dio’s doing. She fainted from a Stand that she couldn’t handle the strength of. Our destination is Egypt.”

Yorokobi sniffled. “We can save her?”

Jotaro nodded. “Well, are you coming or not, Kakyoin?”

“Me?” Kakyoin asked. “Yes, I’m coming.”

“Then come on,” Jotaro beckoned for him to follow. “We leave right now. And Yorokobi.”

The girl looked up.

“His name is Star Platinum.”

#jjba #sdc #stardust crusaders #oc #oc insert #jojo's bizarre adventure

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okdnn · 4 years

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Okada Nana Mail June 29 2020

June 29

Last night

It might be because I feel relieved

And achieved after I finished my work …

I cried a lot

When I listened to Ghibli’s songs … lol

Both my face and clothes become wet. lol

『 Princess Mononoke 』and『 Tales from Earthsea 』

The movie is being played right. I’m listening to their songs.

I’ll watch the DVD today … yup …

As I got older

I got better at controlling emotions …

But when I’m alone,

I more often got weaker, fragile and more brittle〜。

And the face of the person I miss

Appeared on my head ! I miss you !

Let’s do our best.

Slippery noodle

Natto × Spring onion × Noodle delicious 〜 !

I’ve been lazing around all day.

Laying around. sleeping.

Chocomintooooo

July will be here soon.

The fact that there are more chocomint sweets now

Made me reaaaallyy happy …

『 Cafe de Crie 』’s

Strawberry x Chocomint

Made me so excited … hehehe …

Just like what I said … Laying around now. lol

Mask burnt

In this summer, I think there will be

More people who got masks burnt.

Let’s put on sunblock …

Ah. I’ve overcome my hatred for sun

Sunburn phobia ? lol I’ve healed from it !

I saw a dream

Laying around 〜 getting drowsy 〜

And slept for 2 hours …

I bet I couldn’t sleep at night now. lol

No makeup. Feel so easy 〜 …

Yuugen jikko

『 Yuugen jikko 』(Following one’s word)

I love this word.

『 Princess Mononoke 』

I’m watching its DVD now !

Hiroshima prefecture

Salt and furikake

I got it! Nice nice.

#okada nana #岡��奈々

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btgot14 · 6 years

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GOT7 Having a Crush on You & Confessing

Jinyoung:

so Prince Jinyoung right

yeah

he's gonna treat you like a princess

his princess

would stroke your hair if he has the chance

he'd randomly give you cuddles

you won't even question it

bc who doesn't want hugs from Park Jinyoung

random cute poems dedicated for you

but he'll stash them away after

can't risk having the boys tease him about it

also

eomma Jinyoung

would always fuss over your well-being

"What do you mean you still haven't eaten breakfast?"

"I—"

"There's a cafe nearby. We'll have brunch there, my treat."

you don't even have time to refuse

because he's already grabbing your hand and dragging you with him

now you're sitting across him, a stack of pancakes right in front of you

oh my God these look delicious

you saw him already digging in his plate of food

and suddenly, you thought

is this a date??

you're still processing what's happening right now

you and Jinyoung, eating together without the other boys wrecking havoc

this is a date right?

you just tried to ignore that thought for now

bc your stomach is begging for attention

anyways

the both of you finally finished eating to your heart's content

then he invited you to walk with him in the park for a while

you're just standing there

this IS a date

right?

Right??

your heart is beating so fast right now

you're afraid that he might hear it

bc holy shit I'm alone with the guy I've had a crush on for months

anYwAyS

the both of you were just walking around aimlessly at the park

talking about anything, really

until the sun began to set

he offered to walk you home

of course, you accept

it's not like you wanted to spend more time with him

so now you're in front of your house

you see him looking around, biting his lip

oh my God he's so cute

"Hey, uh, I had a lot of fun today. Maybe we could do it again?"

holy shit

"Like, a date?"

you just wanted to clarify oKAY

he looked at you and gave you a little smile, his dimples showing

"If you want it to be. I mean, I've liked you for a while now and—"

you cut him for with a kiss on his cheek

"Sure! I'm free this Saturday, just text me the details."

and you entered your house

leaving him there

with sparkling eyes and a wide grin on his face

°•°•°

okay but Jinyoung in the gif looks so precious I crie

—Admin Canary

#got7 #got7 fluff #got7 imagines #got7 fic #got7 jinyoung imagines #im jaebum #mark tuan #jackson wang #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #bambam #kim yugyeom #got7 having a crush on you imagine #this is one of the cutest i made imo #its so fluffy #im gonna die #admin canary #c u t e :(((

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babyjiminiexx · 6 years

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Only You (One Shot)

Pairing: You x Namjoon, mentions the other members.

Request: i want a fluffy-dirty-jealousy type of scenario. and the plot is that i am a friend of bangtan especially a close one to namjoon. i went to their concert and met them after it ended backstage to greet them. i have a crush on jimin but we ain't close enough to talk to each other. idk u complete the rest😭😭😂 but I hope u got the idea. thx❤️

Warnings: smut, jealousy, a little bit of swearing

Words: 2966

A/N: Okay so this is my first writing here and i know, it’s long and probably bad, i’m sorry lol. I also don’t know if it’s what you had in mind, if it’s not i’m really sorry. Anyways, i hope you’ll like it and enjooooy ! ❤ (Excuse my bad english tho)

You couldn’t believe where you were. Seeing them like that was like a dream, even if you have known them for a long time now.

A feeling of pride and hapiness invaded you when you saw them perform their last song, which was also one of your favorite.

You couldn’t stop looking at them. Watching the lights dancing on their skin, the precision of their movements while they were dancing and hearing their beautiful voices. You were like hipnotized by them. But by one of them more than the others.

Jimin.

You had a crush on him since the first time you saw him. « Love at the first sight » as Jin would say. The only problem was that even if you had spent a lot of time with all seven, you hadn’t really had the oportunity of spending time with him, alone. In fact, you have barely talked to him. You really liked him, he was probably the hardest crush you’ve ever had, but you never knew how to approach him ; you weren’t good with boys. Also, you didn’t know if he was feeling the same about you. He never showed you interest in talking more to you or seeing you as more than a friend, so you just decided to « suffer » in silence and wait.

You were looking at Jimin when you suddenly felt a pair of eyes landing on you. It was Namjoon. You loved all of the boys, but you had to admit that you were closer to Namjoon.

He saw you lost in your thoughts so he tried to grab your attention with doing some weird and cute things on stage while the other members were thanking and saying goodbye to the fans.

You laughed, which made him smile from ear to ear.

As they disapeared from the stage you decided to go see them backstage.

“Y/N!!!” Hoseok screamed as soon as you entered the room.

“Hi guys ! You were on fire tonight!” You complimented. You suddenly felt some big hands grabbing your waist. “WHAT THE… ?! JOONIE! You’re all sweaty!” You tried to get off of his embrace but he held you so tight you could barely move. “Come oooon ! Give me a kiss!” He pleaded.

“Ew, no!” You laughed as you pushed him away and the other boys were watching the scene and laughing.

“How are y’all feeling? Not too tired after all this?” You asked.

“I’m slowly dying!” Joked the maknae of the group. “Nah, but it was worth it, I love giving all I have to the armies.”

“Awww you’re soo cute!” Jimin petted his hair.

You couldn’t help but watching him. He was so beautiful. His blond hair sticking to his forehead and still heavy breathing from all the effort.

He had the face of an angel and the body of the devil. If he wanted he could make anything he wanted with you.

“Ahem…”

“Uhm, sorry. What ?” You asked blinking several times.

“No, nothing… Forget about it.” Namjoon got up from the couch, a pissed look on his face.

“Joonie…” You called, but Hoseok sat next to you. “So, what did you think about the show ? I was pretty good, right ?” He said, waving his hair back.

“Yes you were Hobi, as always !” You laughed.

You all started talking about the show and what they were planning to do later, having a good time ; even Jimin was there talking to you while you were blushing like a little girl. But you knew someone was missing. You looked behind you and saw Namjoon on the other couch, his mobile between his hands.

Jin spotted him as well. “Ah! Joonie! Come sit with us!” He called.

Namjoon raised his head with a fake smile, “No, I’m good here, thanks.”

Jin looked at you, worried, but you shook you head mumbling that you didn’t know what was wrong with him. And it was the truth, you didn’t know.

“So, Y/N, what are YOU doing after?” Jimin asked.

You started blushing even more. “Oh well… I don’t know. Going home I guess.”

“Come home with us ! We’re not going to do anything anyways. It will be fun !”

Your heart started beating frenetically. Jimin asked you to go with them to their dorms, and you were absolutely okay with that. Nothing to worry about… Okay, no, you were freaking out, and you were pretty sure that they could have seen i ton your face, so you tried to calm down.

You looked back at Namjoon, who had raised his head once again. “O-okay. I mean, if that’s good with you guys.”

“Of course it is!” They exclaimed. All except Namjoon.

You took your own car to get to their dorms, and during all the way you couldn’t stop thinking about what happened to your best friend. He became so distant suddenly. You knew you had done something to piss him off, but you didn’t know what. And you were determined to ask him.

By the time you arrived there, the boys were in the living room, some of them talking while the youngest were playing video games.

You decided to join Hobi, Jin and Namjoon in their conversation.

“So, what are you talking about ?” You asked.

“Nothing special, just planning some trips or something, we would like to take a break for a couple of days.” Said Jin.

“Yeah, the tour has been kinda rough.” Added Hoseok.

You nodded comprehensively. You knew how hard it was sometimes for them, with the tight schedules and all that.

“And what about you Joonie ? What do you think about it ?” You asked him.

He didn’t even respond, he just shook his shoulders.

“Okay.” You got up. “Namjoon, can I talk to you for a moment ?”

He sighed of frustration but he got up and followed you to his room.

“What ?”

“I don’t know, you tell me. You’re to one that has been acting weird since I went to see you after the concert.” You crossed your arms to your chest.

“I’m just tired, Y/N, that’s it.”

You knew that wasn’t true.

“Tell me. Now.” You said.

He sighed once again.

“What do you want me do tell you ? That you look stupid drooling over a boy who doesn’t even pay attention to you ? Because yes, Y/N, that’s how you look. Stupid. He doesn’t like you but you still aaaaall over him like a little girl in need.” He spitted.

Your eyes opened suddenly, without believing what he just said to you. He was your best friend and he knew how you were feeling about Jimin. How could he…?

“I-I-I…” You babbled.

“You what?”

“I… How…”

“Y/N, that’s how it is. You’re just so stupid, it’s sad.” He walked past you, trying to get to the door, but you ran over and placed yourself in front of him.

“Don’t you dare opening this door, Namjoon.” You threatened him with tears in your eyes.

He took three steps back and watched you from head to toes. You were trembling with rage and about to crie. He took another step back when he finally realized what he had said to you.

“Okay… Look, I’m sorry…”

“How can you say this to me?” You asked.

“I know, I’m sor-… »

“I thought you were my best friend…” Tears started rolling down your cheeks.

And like you had slapped him right in the face, he snapped.

“You know what ? That’s the fucking problem. You see me as you fucking best friend. And I’m tired of it !” He started. “You prefer to go after a guy that doesn’t see you as more as a friend and that will never do, over going after me, the idiot that always has been there for you and will ever be! You’re so blind ! Jesus ! Don’t you see it ? You driving me insane ! I could be the one for you ! I could be there for you whenever you need me ! But no ! Your prefer to go they and play the pretty girl for Jimin !”

Your head started to turn so you sat on the chair right next to the door before your legs failed you.

A deadly silence was installed in the room and you felt the air become more and more heavy on your shoulders.

“Y/N I’m sorry… Say something, please…” He pleaded as he sat on the bed in front of you.

“I don’t know what to say…” You admitted.

“At least look at me…”

“I can’t…”

“Why not ?” He asked.

“I just can’t…”

You heard him getting off of the bed. He placed his hands on your knees as he bent down, reaching for your chin and forcing you to look at him.

“Y/N, I always loved you.”

And these four words made you freak out. You started crying again.

He was your best friend. How could he have these feelings for you ? You always thought he saw you as a sister. But now…

“Why now ?” He looked at you confused. “Why telling me now ?”

“Seeing you like this with Jimin was too much… And today was the day I finally exploded I guess… I’m so sorry Y/N... I don’t know what happened to me but it’s not me... I wasn’t thinking...”

You didn’t respond, you tried, but the only thing that got out of your mouth was a light sob.

“Joonie…”

And suddenly his lips were against yours and the whole world stopped. It took you a few seconds to realize what was going on and when you realize, you slightly pushed your friend away, confused.

“I you want me to stop I’ll under-…” But he didn’t have the time to finish his sentence that you were on his lips again. He was as confused as yourself.

He placed one of his hands in your hair while the other one was applying a small pressure on the back of your neck, making your moan. You both got up without breaking the kiss, not wanting it to end and he guided you to the bed. His hands were everywhere on you. You could feel the need he had in touching you like this, the urge in the kiss.

He lied on the top of you, attacking your neck nibbling it and kissing it. You took his shirt, trying to take it off, but he took your hand and stopped you.

“Are you sure you want to do this ?”

“ Yes.” You murmured.

And that was it. The word he wanted to hear from you so bad. He sat between your legs and took off his white shirt, throwing it behind his shoulder. You looked at his naked torso. He was so beautiful, so perfect. You couldn’t believe your eyes. You never knew you could look at him with those eyes, but there you were, ready for him and with your eyes full of lust.

You sat on your knees in front of him and you placed your hands on his body, while his were making his way to your own shirt.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” He said once you were in your bra.

“Oh, shut up!” You laughed and kissed him.

In no time, both of you were almost naked, you on top of him, kissing his neck and grinding against his hard crotch, teasing him.

“If you still doing this I’m not going to control myself later…” He growled.

“Who said I wanted you to control yourself ?”

You felt him smirk and before you could say anything, he was on top of you, trying to get you out off you bra.

“Okay, so how much do you like this bra?” He asked, frustrated.

“Not so much, it’s-… OH MY GOD!” He ripped your bra in only one movement.

“What? Too rough for you?” He laughed.

You couldn’t even talk. You were shook and so turned on at the same time, it was insane.

“And what about these beautiful panties… ?” Namjoon started teasing you with his fingerprints all around your waist, looking down your lingerie.

“Let me take them off, they’re Victoria Secret !!!!!” You screamed, making him laugh and raise his hands up.

You were finally completely naked for him. You didn’t felt exposed or anything like that, you felt safe with him, beautiful.

He attached his plump lips directly to your crotch, making your scream of surprise.

“Sshhh… Baby, you don’t want the others coming here, right ?” He teased. “Or… Maybe I should call Jimin… Maybe he would like seeing you like this.”

He introduced one finger between your folds and you had to bite your hand to not moan too loud.

“O-Oh fuck. No-o I only want y-you!” You told him.

“Are you sure ? It didn’t seem like you were against him fucking you while you were watching him earlier… All sweaty from the show… Are you su-…”

“YES NAMJOON ! I’m sure ! I only want you and I only want you to fuck me ! And I swear to god if you don’t do it right now I’ll- OH MY GOD !” He introduced two more fingers.

“You talk too much.” He said, introducing his tongue in your mouth and starting biting your bottom lip.

You felt that you could almost come right there, him fucking you with his fingers, but you needed more. You needed him inside of you. You needed him to fuck you like he has always wanted it.

“Are you close baby ?” He asked moving his fingers in and out of you roughly.

“Y-yes. Please fuck me already.” You pleaded.

“Everything for you, princess.”

You almost forgot he still had his boxers on, so when he pulled out his fingers out of you, you sat on your knees and started to lower them.

When he was finally naked, you pushed him into the bed, you between his legs. You took his cock in your hands, teasing him licking the tip. You looked at him and saw him throwing his head into the pillow with a long growl, so you decided to stop teasing and sit on top of him, bending down his lenght, making you both moan.

It took you a moment to adjust yourself. He was thick and long, plus, you hadn’t had sex in a long time ; and when you were ready you bit your lower lip and started moving back and forth. Slowly at first, wanting to make him beg.

But he didn’t do it.

Instead, he sat up, took you by the waist and thrust his thighs into yours, making you choke on a scream.

“You like that, don’t you ?” He asked with a raspy voice.

« Oh god, yes... »

You lifted your head up, allowing him to start sucking at your neck, not stopping thrusting into you.

After a few more thrusts, he moved you so you were under him. He took your right leg and put it on his shoulder before introducing his cock into you again.

“Goooood… Fuck, y-yes…” You moaned.

“Fuck, I love your moans.”

“Please go harder!”

He was so rough, but you loved it. You were a moaning mess under him and thanks to this new position he could reach easily your g-spot again and again.

“Joon, I-I’m so c-close. I can’t…!”

“Hold on a little bit baby. Can you do it for me ? »

“YES!” You moaned loudly, not caring about the other members hearing you.

He sped up his pace to a whole new level, you never knew you could feel like this. You hold on his shoulders, making sure to leave some marks, just to remind him how good he made you feel.

“Okay baby, oh fuck! Come for me.” And that’s what made you reach your high. « That’s it, scream m-my name, so FUCK everyone will know you’re mine. »

You screamed as loud as you could, clenching all over him and that’s what made him reach his climax. He thrusted a few more times, rocking out his high and yours.

He fell on top of you and you stayed there for a few minutes. With him still burried inside of you, not wantig to let you go, afraid of this being a dream.

You started playing with his hair, and a small moan fell of his lips, making you giggle.

“ What ?” He raised his head.

“Nothing.” You smiled. “ I’m glad you finally confessed… “

“ I am too.”

And with these last words, he kissed you.

#bts #bts smut #bts imagines #bts scenarios #bts reactions #namjoon #kim namjoon #jimin #jhope #hoseok #suga #yoongi #jin #seokjin #jungkook #taehyung #bts v

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Nothing Else Like It: Chapter 2

“Yorokobi, you’re going so soon?” Holly asked.

“Yeah,” Yorokobi answered as she headed out the door. “It’s the only way to avoid Jojo’s fangirls.”

“Well, before you go, give your mom a goodbye kiss,” Holly chirped. The two kissed each other on the cheek and gave one another a tight hug.

“I love you, Mom!” Yorokobi yelled as she left for school. “I’ll see you later!”

“I love you, too, Yorokobi!” Holly called. “Have fun at school!”

Yorokobi and Holly waved to each other for as long as possible, until they reached the horizon.

***

“I’m telling you, man, this is a bad idea,” a boy whispered to his friend. “She looks sweet and all, but she’s not weak.”

“Hey, girlie,” the boy purred, putting his hand on the wall behind her. “Wanna go to my party tomorrow?”

“Um, I’m good, actually. Thank you, though,” Yorokobi answered.

“Aw, come on,” the boy smirked. “You know you want to.”

“I know I don’t, actually,” Yorokobi continued. “I’m sorry if that disappointed you.”

“I’m not taking no for an answer,” the boy replied. He put his other arm across the wall, trapping Yorokobi in between them. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“No means no,” she stated, a little firmer than she had been before.

“Well, I’ll change that no to a yes in no time,” the boy cooed. “I won’t let you get to class until you-”

Suddenly, Yorokobi swung her entire arm at him. He saw it glow with a strange yellow light, and he flew further back than most guys could send him.

“Hey, idiot,” Yorokobi snapped, “when I say no, I mean no. Now get lost.”

The boy did exactly what Yorokobi told him to, quickly getting up and running away.

“So you’re Yorokobi Kujo,” a different boy’s voice said.

“I wasn’t worried about that,” the boy chuckled. “You’re the sister of Jotaro, right?”

“I’m nothing like him, I swear,” Yorokobi laughed. “What’s your name?”

“Noriaki Kakyoin,” he answered. “Of course, that won’t be important for long.”

“What?”

Kakyoin’s eyes darkened as a green creature formed behind him. “All I need is a tool to help defeat Jotaro, and you’re the perfect one.”

***

“Jojo!” Yorokobi exclaimed. She burst open the doors to the nurse’s office, breathing heavily. “A Stand! A Stand attempted to attack me!”

“What?” Jotaro asked. “Where? Where is it now?” He grabbed Yorokobi by the collar, holding her up to his face. Yorokobi grinned, but not with her usual grin. It was darker, in a way.

“It’s already here, Jojo,” she replied, almost monotone. She kicked Jotaro in the stomach, sending a shock of Hamon through him.

“What was that for, Yorokobi?” Jotaro asked.

“How did I know you were in the nurse’s office?” Yorokobi asked back. “It’s because I’ve been watching you. Not Yorokobi…”

“But me, Noriaki Kakyoin!” Kakyoin proclaimed.

“Kakyoin?” Jotaro exclaimed.

“Yes,” Kakyoin replied. “My Stand, Hierophant Green, is currently possessing the body of Yorokobi. He’s in there, and he won’t leave.”

“Hesitant to hurt me, Jojo?” Yorokobi taunted. “Are you afraid to kill your sister?” She sent another Hamon-filled roundhouse kick straight to his face.

“So this sleazy Stand is Hierophant Green,” Jotaro chuckled. “It looks like a shiny melon. Maybe its head can be crushed just like a melon, too.”

***

“I’m awake, Jojo.”

“Good.” Jotaro let go of her legs and let her fall to the ground headfirst. “I was getting tired of carrying two people at once.”

“Two people?”

“Yeah. I’m taking Kakyoin home so we can question him about Dio.”

“Good idea. So, it looks like Dio really has made it so we have to hunt him down, huh?”

“Yup. And I don’t like it one bit.”

“You’ll be fine. I’m sure Toto can do the job.”

Jotaro glared at Yorokobi. She replied with a grin.

“You better.”

The two walked the rest of the way in silence, until their house was on the horizon.

“Jotaro!” Holly exclaimed. “Why are you carrying a boy with you, and why is he covered in blood? Don’t tell me…”

“He did it to protect me, Mom,” Yorokobi reassured her. “Don’t worry.”

“Oh…” Holly said. “Well… that’s good! I wouldn’t want either of my babies getting hurt.”

“I’m not your ‘baby’,” Jotaro growled.

“Okay!” Holly chimed. While Jotaro walked away, Yorokobi turned back to her mom and shrugged.

“Jojo, what are you doing?” Yorokobi exclaimed. “You could die!”

“He could die, too,” Jotaro replied, far too calm for the situation. “I can’t have that happening. I still need to thank him for keeping you alive.”

Keeping me alive? Yorokobi thought. What happened while I was passed out?

Although Kakyoin woke up halfway through the removal process, Jotaro succeeded in saving the boy’s life. After it was all over, he started to leave the room.

“Why?” Kakyoin asked. “Why did you risk your life to save me?”

So that��s what this was all about, Yorokobi thought to herself, smiling. Holly came in and patched up Kakyoin’s head while Yorokobi sat right next to him on the floor.

“Does it hurt?” she asked. Kakyoin looked over.

“Huh? No, I’m fine,” he said. “Thank you, though.”

“I have a little technique to get it to stop hurting,” Yorokobi continued. “It works really well, and it doesn’t inconvenience me at all.”

“Well,” Kakyoin admitted, “it does hurt a little. It’s like a dull headache, if that helps.”

“Okay,” Kakyoin nodded. It was then that both of them noticed Holly and Joseph arguing about the Japanese way of doing things, and how Holly wanted to be called Seiko. Yorokobi chuckled.

“What’s with that smile of yours?” Jotaro asked.

“Hm?” Yorokobi replied. “Oh. I don’t know, really. I guess it’s just that we saved a life today.”

“Who’s ‘we’?”

“Fine. You saved a life today. But I did help him out afterward.”

Jotaro shrugged. “Fine. Whatever makes you feel good.”

And after a nice dinner, and a long rest, the next day had begun. Both Kujos were determined that today they were certainly going to school, and not getting mixed up in any weird Stand business.

“Mom!” Yorokobi called out. “I’m going to school now!”

That was weird. Holly was usually right at the door when Yorokobi was leaving. If she wasn’t there, then something was wrong.

“Mom!” she exclaimed. “Oh no, Mom’s fainted! Granddad! Jojo! Mr. Avdol!”

All three of them ran to Yorokobi’s distressed cries, then rushed to Holly’s side.

“I-I-I-I c…” she took a shallow breath, “came in h-here, a-a-a-and she… Mom was…”

“Don’t worry, Miss Yorokobi,” Avdol reassured her. “We’ll help her. You should… probably leave the room. We might say some things that would distress you even more.”

“She… only has fifty days,” Avdol said. From behind the door, Yorokobi gasped. Inside the room, the men heard fast-paced, heavy footsteps coming from outside.

“She heard,” Jotaro sighed.

As Kakyoin walked past one of the rooms, he heard heavy sobs coming from inside. When he looked in, he saw Yorokobi, curled up in a ball, alone.

“Yorokobi!” he exclaimed. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she whimpered, still in the ball. “It’s just… my mom. I’m worried about her. They said she has fifty days left.”

“No, I don’t,” Yorokobi mumbled. “She’s going to die and I can’t do anything.”

Yorokobi sniffled. “We can save her?”

Jotaro nodded. “Well, are you coming or not, Kakyoin?”

“Me?” Kakyoin asked. “Yes, I’m coming.”

“Then come on,” Jotaro beckoned for him to follow. “We leave right now. And Yorokobi.”

The girl looked up.

“His name is Star Platinum.”

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psst answer all those unusual asks!!

so,, man y omg

started 12:24 am

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify!

is your room messy or clean?answered!

what color are your eyes?brown!

do you like your name? why?¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i am neutral

what is your relationship status? dating @dreamui!

describe your personality in 3 words or lessanswered!

what color hair do you have?black!

what kind of car do you drive? color?i c an t drive

where do you shop?uhh mostly forever 21 and i used to shop @ wet seal until it died

how would you describe your style?i have no idea tbh,, grunge sometimes and jus kind of whatevers trendy other times

favorite social media accountanswered!

what size bed do you have? queen!

any siblings?8!

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?uhh tbh just austin would be nice?? id rlly like to just live in austin it seems like a really good city especially for the south

favorite snapchat filter? dog filter 🐶

favorite makeup brand(s)i like colourpop! i only rlly wear highlighter tho?? fenty beauty seems rlly gr8 too ofc thank u rihanna

how many times a week do you shower?i bathe with olive oil and a strigil like the ancient greeks sucker

favorite tv show?cxgf!! or jtv

shoe size?7.5

how tall are you?5′4″ish

sandals or sneakers? sneakers!

do you go to the gym?lmao no

describe your dream dateanywhere w my bb! i really like just going to places like the mall and walking around tbh but ofc restaurant dates r nice?? im not as romantic as id like to b rip

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?5 dollars

what color socks are you wearing? white!

how many pillows do you sleep with?none i dont like pillows

do you have a job? what do you do? [looks out the window]

how many friends do you have? uhhh around 15

[this ones too negative]

whats your favorite candle scent? anything vanilla tbh!

3 favorite boy namesorion, adante, troy

3 favorite girl namesquinn, zuri, cherry

favorite actor? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

favorite actress? zendaya!!

who is your celebrity crush?zendaya!!!! or arian grande

favorite movie? answered!

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?n,,, i dont read a lot i dont have the attention span

money or brains? brains bc i can jus,, get money if i make some life changing shit

do you have a nickname? what is it? daizy °˖ ✧◝(○ ヮ ○)◜✧˖ °

how many times have you been to the hospital?i dont keep count tbh!! its not that many tho

top 10 favorite songshoney - kehlaniwait a minute! - willowthe other side of paradise - glass animalsbad decisions - ariana grandeperfect places - lordegravel to tempo - hayley kiyokoveggies - aminewild thoughts - dj kahled but lets be real rihanna owns the ssex - the 1975team - babeo baggins

do you take any medications daily? yyyy i should but its jus for stomach stuff so its not a Big Concern

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)dry-average

what is your biggest fear?¯\_(ツ)_/¯

how many kids do you want? 1 to 2

whats your go to hair style?short and manageable

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) small

who is your role model? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

what was the last compliment you received?@dreamui gave me a lot in the ask thing she got today!! ////

what was the last text you sent?“horrified“

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?i always knew bc my mama didnt want me thinking a white man was giving me presents when it was her

what is your dream car? i,, dont know

opinion on smoking?i dont like ppl tht smoke cigarettes?? at least not the ppl tht smoke them in public non-smoking spaces or get mad when ppl r upset they have to breathe their fuckign shit air bu t ppl tht jus smoke weed r chill but i assume this was abt cigarettes

do you go to college? going to eventually ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

what is your dream job? elementary school teacher!

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? suburbs!

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? hm i havent been to a hotel since i w as like,, 7?? but i dont think i have and idk if i would! ik some hotels r chill w it tho

do you have freckles? nahhh i dont

do you smile for pictures?i try to!!

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 430

have you ever peed in the woods? ye s it was a p mundane experience

do you still watch cartoons? yeah for sure!

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?crie s i love them both

Favorite dipping sauce? hmm i think maybe honey mustard

what do you wear to bed? whatever stuff i threw on after showering

have you ever won a spelling bee?na h i never entered i was too anxious

what are your hobbies?drawing, playing the sims, making ocs, writing vns that i never finish, cooking, gardening

can you draw? yeah!!

do you play an instrument?yeah! ukulele a little

what was the last concert you saw? uhhh oh god idk if ive been to a real one

tea or coffee?answered!

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?starbucks

do you want to get married?yes!! i do for sure

what is your crush’s first and last initial?cl

are you going to change your last name when you get married? yeah probably!

what color looks best on you? yellow i think?

do you miss anyone right now? yes my gf!! 。゜゜(´Ｏ`) ゜゜。

do you sleep with your door open or closed?open usually bc my mom used to never let us close doors ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

do you believe in ghosts?mild belief i hav mild ghost belief

what is your biggest pet peeve? oh god i dont even know???

last person you called@dreamui!!

favorite ice cream flavor? strawberry rn!

regular oreos or golden oreos? golden oreos

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? rainbow!

what shirt are you wearing? this fuzzy blue pajama hoodie w bear ears tht i got for christmas

what is your phone background?lil pineapple guy

are you outgoing or shy?shyyy but im good at pretending to b outgoing

do you like it when people play with your hair?n o unless its my gf

do you like your neighbors? i like the gays that live above me

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?i dooo, in the morning.

have you ever been high? nope!

have you ever been drunk? nah!

last thing you ate? fried rice & chicken

favorite lyrics right now“i like my girls just like i like my honey; sweet, a little selfish.”

summer or winter? winter in tx is always better

day or night? day!

dark, milk, or white chocolate?dark!

favorite month? mayyyy

what is your zodiac signtaurus

who was the last person you cried in front of? @dreamui probably!

finished @ 1:17 am to b fair i zoned out a lot

#dreamui #talk to me

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