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nonaonann · 1 year

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The Bats & Birds and Their Favorite Ice-creams + Reasonings:

Alfred: Moose Tracks (People who say his favorite would be plain vanilla/vanilla bean are my mortal enemies. Idc if they're comic writers or whatever, Alfred is so not that guy. Moose tracks, for those who don't know, has a vanilla ice-cream base, with fudge swirls, and chocolate covered peanut butter cups. It's something fun for him, but not too "wild" if you know what I mean.)

Bruce: Rocky Road (Idk man...vibes? I hate the almonds in it but I feel like he likes almonds, like a lot? <- Random hc that is. Plus, whenever any of the others try to say, "Rocky Road? The nuts are gross, why??" Bruce can just add on, "And there's marshmallows.")

Kate: Strawberry Cheescake (This one is just a lot of association at play. Red is her accent? color and also just, her color, and pink is adjacent to red, and Kate seems like such a cheesecake elitist, sorry Kate Kane fans, I'm not retracting my truth, still love the woman, but yeah. Cheesecake is good an all, but it's definitely not my favorite thing in the world, sorry cheescake fans.)

Babs: Pistachio (....VIBES. Yeah, that's my reasoning for the most part. Also, it matches her eyes :^) Also, also, it's so fun to imagine her and Dick having these intense arguments and "wars" over "the better green ice-cream". Spoiler: Babs wins every time and she's the one who starts the conflict because for one, she finds it entertaining, two, she despises mint chocolate chip ice-cream, three, she likes drama lol.)

Dick: Mint Chocolate Chip (Specifically the green colored one. It's one of my top 5, plus, it fits his vibe in a way, it's wacky and bright. Also, it seems to be a somewhat widespread hc for him? I've come across a few fics where it is his favorite ice-cream flavor so glad I'm not alone in this. Also, I imagine he mixes together Mint Chocolate Chip, and everyone elses' favorite ice-creams in a bowl when he feels like it. It of course causes disgust, confusion, and chaos. The only ones of the others' ice-creams that are excluded are Pistachio, Vanilla Bean, and Rainbow Sherbert.)

Jason: Gelato (He strikes me as a Gelato over ice-cream guy. He likes to pick fights over it, a fellow seeker of the drama, like Babs lol. If he were to eat ice-cream ice-cream, probably Pistachio like Babs to egg on Dick for it, or Butter Pecan. I love the hc of him having like, Dad/Old man taste and this is my Dad's favorite ice-cream. Also, if anyone tries to egg on him for it, like, "You are such an old man." "Pecans? Those are gross---" he just adds on, "And carmel." I also like him being similar to Bruce in the overarching narrative way, but also in the little ways way.

Carrie: Rainbow Sherbert (IDK MAN IT’S JUST THE VIBE MATCHING IM PICKING UP. It's colorful, a little loud, a little chaotic, a little bit of a niche one, not a lot of people like it, me included, anecdotal evidence and all that jazz.)

Cass: Birthday Cake | Rocky Road | Cotton Candy (I love the hc? that Cass likes a lot of the things Bruce and or Steph like. <- Babs too, but I have a feeling Cass doesn't like Pistachio nuts for some reason? However, she also seems like a Birthday Cake ice-cream sort of gal. It's fun, it's colorful, it's an interesting contrast to her typical colors and Bat persona, and perhaps a little bit more reflective of her actual personality. When she has the time and a craving, she mixes all three ice-creams together, something she picked up from Dick, and it generally grosses out/confuses/and "angers" people. "Angers" meaning people jokingly get mad over it, like how you pick sides for mundane things and playfully, but veering toward seriously, defend it.)

Steph: Cotton Candy (Another of my personal top 5. Specifically the Thrifty brand. Peak childhood memories are of me mixing this ice cream together---its a sort of marbled thing with hot pink and a vibrant blue---to make it purple. We all know Steph's appreciation of the color and I also can just see her liking cotton candy flavored things.)

Tim: Black Cherry (Another of my top 5. Again...it's mostly for the vibes. Also, there's this really good---and I mean really good, a.k.a. it made me sob sob---fic called "cherry trees in your ribs (cherry trees in mine)" by klixxy on Ao3 that's about Tim & Dick talking about the time where Bruce "died" aka was lost in the time stream or whatever it was. It's a Tim-centric fic and the imagery is so beautiful and vivid, the line delivery makes my bones ache, and it, in my opinion, so perfectly encapsulates the relationship of being so incredibly close to a family memeber, only for something to happen that alters everything and causes that closeness, that relationship you loved and cared for, to never be quite the same. I have so much more to say about it, but this post is supposed to be about ice-cream, so if you have the time, read it and form your own opinion.)

Duke: Vanilla Bean (Are you getting tired of the "idk man...vibes match" answer? Well too bad, cuz that's also my reasoning here. Also, I love the idea of anyone bashing Duke for liking Vanilla Bean ice-cream all like, "Vanilla bean?" "That's so boringgg---" only for Duke to just, absolutely demolish them for their ice-cream flavor, no matter what it is. I'm talking, he's giving insults to these people that years down the line they still remember.)

Damian: Neapolitan (Uh...vibes. SORRY. But uh, it probably annoys him to a significant degree when the layering of all the flavors aren't evenly divided. His favorite sections, from most to least, are Strawberry, Chocolate, Vanilla. Damian's also probably a Vanilla Bean > Vanilla kind of person, so he has words about the vanilla ice-cream typically included in Neapolitan. Upon further consideration, maybe he'd like Matcha flavored ice-cream as well.)

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izthepup · 1 year

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During Your Period

IM SORRY GUYS I HAD TO—

it’s part of my book I PROMISE

[edit: I totally didn’t put peridod what are you talking about]

SORRY GUYS, THIS IS FOR GALS

I DUNNO IF I SHOULD BE TELLING YOU BUT

BUT LEMME TELL YOU WHAT A PERIOD IS IF YOU DONT KNOW

Basically

Gals suffering for at least a week

Plenty of cramps

Just so that we could have A KID GRRR

———Kratos———

- He might know about it from having two wives before

- But he still wasn't sure what was needed

- So he asked Mimir and got the supplies

- But if he didn't, he'd be confused

- If you told him he would ask what was needed

- "Hm. What is needed for it?"

- He managed to get all the supplies and give them to you

———Freya———

- She knows how to deal with them

- She's a woman too duh

- So she got you the supplies you needed

- She either might have used a spell to get rid of the cramps

- Or she would've just made you some tea

- End of story.

- (But if she didn’t know, basically the same except for the knowledge part.. she’d ask what to do.)

———Atreus———

- He didn't know what to do

- He just acted like he understood

- "Ohhhh.. a period, alright. I'll get you what you need."

- He thought you meant the ending of a sentence

- Then he asked Angrboda

- I mean

- if she even has them—

- ANYWAS

- She told him

- "Oh. OH. What do I need to try to help?"

- He got all the supplies needed and gave them to you

———Mimir———

- He probably already knows about it

- Both because

- 1) Smartest man alive

- 2) He had a girlfriend before

- He'll ask Sindri to make tea, or just boil some hot water

- "Why though? I mean, I will, but I'm just curious."

- "Brother, I'll tell you another time. It's a sorta private thing for ladies."

- When sindri found out he was a little embarrassed yet grossed out

- "Oh. Ew- sorry, it just sounds like there are SO many germs involved. And sorry for asking if it was private, I was just wondering."

———Sindri———

- You told him how you were on your period

- He didn't know what it was

- When you told him you were bleeding for a week, he was grossed out.

- "No offense, but EW- I'm glad I'm not a woman. Also, are you alright?"

- He thought it was just very slowly killing you

- You told him how it was fine and how you just got cramps- and how it felt like your insides being scraped out

- "Eeugh- you want a snack? No, how about tea? Yeah, I'll make tea."

- He shuddered a little

- He made you your favorite tea

- He'd make sure you have enough (Pads? whatever they had for them in God of War / back then if pads hadn't existed for the characters yet) but would wash his hands after touching the box / small chest they came in.

- (He would do this both before and after... his... death. HIS IS NOT SINDRI, ITS ANOTHER CHARACTER)

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sinning-23 · 2 years

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Shower Headcannons

Sevika

-likes baths better, she can kinda avoid getting her arm wet and prevent rusting better that way

-loves feeling your bare body against her own

-you're smaller than her so the fact that you fit between her thicccccc thighs perfectly gives her life

-likes when you wash her hair

-will massage your shoulders oftentimes

-has sensitive skin so she has special soaps that often times have oatmeal to soothe

-likes when you're gentle with her

sometimes the world doesn't give her a break so to be able to get that from her baby is better than anything in the world to her

Silco

-the shower is small so expect to be back to back with each other.

-likes to just sit in the hot water with your arms around his waist

-please admire his scars, he gets insecure too

-is the one washing your hair

-he likes the shampoo you use, so he'll use it too

is bougie and has the exfoliant sugar scrub and the softest bath loofa

-will often use up all the hot water because he just likes to stand there with you

-"did you just.."

"squeeze your ass? yes. you have a cute butt."

-shower sex with you presses against the foggy glass and him absolutely plowing you from behind.

-will get soap in her eye by accident

-is the type to use 3-in-1 bodywash/shampoo

-will slip sometimes in the shower but is quick to catch herself

-she love washing your hair, just being able to run her fingers through it is so relaxing to her.

-not a fan of baths, thinks getting all pruny is gross

-HOWEVER is definetly a fan of them when she c an go under the water simply for the pleasure of eating you out.

Viktor

-Will often shower with you, and loves it when you wash his hair.

-will keep a grip on your hips and just press your bodies together, resting his chin/cheek on your shoulder

-he’s unapologetically in love with you and showers with you.

-he prefers baths because he gets to sit between your legs but it’s a hassle sometimes to dry his brace and everything to prevent rusting.

-he uses a very specific oatmeal soap and he always shares with you.

Mainly because you love how good he smells

-Please do skin care with him, i mean he wants the oatmeal face masks, blackhead strips, cucumbers, the whole nine yards

-its really the bonding part he loves but nonetheless he still loves it.

Vander

whether is a bath or a shower, either way he's happy to be there with you.

-soapy tits and this man are a match made in heaven

-will wash your back and hair, his hands kinda just fit over your head almost completely considering you're quite a bit smaller than him.

-Please fix this man a soothing bath. He's stressed beyond belief really, and the hot water plus your skin against his is therapy enough.

-doesn't like shower sex mainly because one of you will slip and fall, and the space just isn't big enough for all that movement...

-But he will bend you over the bathroom counter and fuck you senseless.

-He likes seeing the mirror slowly loose fog and reveal the two of you and how well he's fucking you.

-Wash his hair please and thank you, scalp massages are the best to him really.

Caitlyn

-showers, but you guys are 6 feet apart. That big ass bathroom.

-AND NO DOORS????? hell nah

-y'all aren't fuckin around in there. Cait is more of a "i came here to shower and that's it" type of gal in my opinion.

-skin care with her is superior. feels like you're in a spa

-her bathtub is fucking huge dude. I mean...HUGE. And she always had bubble bath on the ledge waiting to be used.

-has a lot ore fruity scented soaps in my opinion.

-she had a lot of strawberry and blueberry scented stuff but i feel liker her personal favorite scent is like more tropical fruits y'know?

-like mango, pineapple, and kiwi scents. Probably some passion fruit in there somewhere.

-material gorl

-uses sugar scrub, soap, and then a shower moisturizer in that order. next she'll lotion up, skin care, moisturizer again, and then spray perfume or something

-we stan an organized, routine ready goddess.

-give it up for caitlyn kiriman y'all

Singed (as per request)

-you think he showers?

-this man is living in the TRENCHESSSSS...THE TRENCHESS Y'ALL

-but yes, he will find a way to get a shower when he can.

-Likes to shower separate from you because hot water isn't as available, so he always lets you go first to get the most warmth.

-he likes cold showers better anyway.

-will sometimes let you shower with him and your bodies aren't as close as you probably would have liked.

-mans is just kinda distant that way.

-he's cautious as to not slip and fall because that causes a whole other set of problems that he simply has no time or patience to deal with.

-shower experiments me thinks.

-again with the soapy tits. He does it himself tho, slender fingers finding a way to cup and squeeze your chest with ease while suds build up.

-before you know it he's got you bent over and giving you the slowest, yet, most calculates strokes in life.

-It's infuriating but worth it regardless.

#sevika #silco #singed #vander #vi #viktor #caitlyn #arcane #headcannon #lime?#shower #steamy-ish

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badbreadpuns · 2 years

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The Bet

Characters: wasp girl x bunny boy Content: oviposition, femdom, fwb Rating: grapefruit Word count: ~1,400 A/N: Meant to post this yesterday, oops. *throws this at you unbeta’d*

As Clover darts after the ball, Lucky’s words buzz at the back of his mind: “I want to stuff my eggs in you.”

The wasp gal loves bets—they keep the games “interesting.” They’re harmless pranks; pies to the face, glitter bombs, always something both the victim and the other players can laugh at. Sometimes the losing team buys everyone lunch. The meals are Clover’s favorite, even if he pays.

Before the match that afternoon, Lucky asked to speak with Clover alone. The two walked to a nearby tree, its branches swaying softly in the breeze.

He suspected another bet, but the proposal whispered under the leaves was a shock.

Clover’s expression—eyes wide, lip chewed, cute little bunny nose twitching—left Lucky in a laughing fit.

“You’re a breeder, right?” Her glittery eyes had a mischievous sparkle that matched her grin. “Why not be the mommy for once?”

Heat scorched his cheeks, and his eyes avoided hers, preferring to observe the leaves. Images swirled in his head, leaving him a squirming mess.

The athletic wasp has fascinated Clover since the day he joined the team. From her striking black and white stripes to her aggressive playing style, everything about her was loud. Despite their rivalry, she was friendly to him and his team, even if she lost.

She was also hot as hell.

“I would like that…”

“So it doesn’t gross you out?” Her giggle was light and tomboyish, as always. “Awesome!”

She patted him on the shoulder, her grin sincere. “Let’s do our best out there.”

Clover does not do his best. His spikes are sloppy, reactions slow, movements distracted. Thoughts of laying back and letting Lucky’s ovipositor fill him with eggs won’t leave him be.

It’s difficult to win a game when your star player is horny.

After the match, Clover’s teammates huddle around the bunny boy. His chinchilla friend comes to him with a concerned frown.

“You weren’t acting right. Do you have a fever?”

Clover shakes his head. “So-sorry guys… I’m fine.”

He glances across the net. Lucky’s smile is amiable as always, despite the advantage she had this game. She dashes to the other team.

“Better luck next time, guys!” She places a hand on Clover’s shoulder. “I’d love to stay and talk, but Clover and I have plans tonight.”

Lucky yanks him like a child with a doll. As she escorts him away, both teams gossip and giggle. The chinchilla girl smirks.

“Guess he’s not sick.”

The hive strikes the evening sky like a talon. Wasp-morphs fly into and out of holes on the side, their buzzing wings a cacophony. The noise overwhelms Clover, the poor bunny covering his ears and wincing.

“Sorry I can’t fly you up there. It'd be easier for both of us.” She gives him a guilty smile. “My room is 728.”

She flies off, joining her hive mates in the air. Clover hurries into the structure.

He’s thankful when the inside is quieter, the droning muffled by the walls. The papery ground crunches under Clover’s leporine feet as he explores the ‘lobby’ of the hive. A table made of the same material, dyed brown like a piece of human furniture, sits near the entrance. Behind it is a bored wasp woman.

Unlike Lucky, her stripes are brownish yellow and black. She is shorter than his friend too, closer to a human. The wasp perks up as he passes by, smiling softly but saying nothing.

Clover sighs in relief at the sight of an elevator; the thought of traversing up an endless stairwell daunted him. Unlike the rest of the hive, it’s made of steel, like an elevator in a hotel. He steps inside, pressing the 7 button.

The doors close, and it is quiet for a moment before the machine spurs to life.

It ascends to the 7th floor, opening with a ding.

Clover passes by many doors on his search for room 728, not meeting anyone in the hallways. They must fly into their rooms, he concludes. When he finds the right one, he knocks. It takes two knocks for the door to open.

Lucky stands before him with an excited gleam in her obsidian eyes. “Come in!”

The light from a lamp in the corner warms the orange walls, reminding Clover of a sunset his friend once painted. It's a small but inviting room, with comfortable furniture. Lucky sits on the bed with a sultry smile, her hand sinking into a plump pillow.

“Come here, sweet boy.”

Clover pulls up his white t-shirt, throwing it to the ground and hopping onto the bed beside her.

Her lips brush his nape, earning a soft gasp. Squirming under her, the bun boy sinks into her touch as she kisses down his neck, trailing to a strong shoulder. Four slender arms wrap around him, two stroking his chest while the others play with his furry half. A hand grasps his pretty pink prick, still rising to full glory, while the other gently fondles his fuzzy balls.

“Good boy.” She squeezes a dark nipple between sleek black fingers. “Are you enjoying this?”

Clover sighs in delight. “Yes.”

“Good. I want my breeder boy to be comfortable.”

Lucky grabs a bottle with a lower arm, pouring viscous liquid onto her fingers.

“This will help you feel good.”

Clover bites on his lower lip as her fingers journey into his entrance. They glide into him easily as he relaxes under her cool, wet touch. Pre leaks from his tip as she presses against him, a deep moan escaping his lips.

She pulls out her fingers, leaving him empty. Before he can pout, she aligns her ovipositor to his entrance. The imposing organ prods against him, and Clover’s breath gets caught in his throat.

“Ready?”

He breathes in. “Please.”

Clover gasps as the ovipositor enters, both in surprise and pleasure. It brushes against his sensitive spot as it sinks in, drawing out another moan. More pre spills onto the blankets.

The first egg bulges at the base of the ovipositor, sliding through the tubular organ into Clover’s waiting ass. His walls squeeze the orb as it’s pushed into him.

“How does it feel?”

“G-good.”

Lucky smirks, brushing her fingers across his back. “There’s more coming.”

Another egg slips into him, followed by another. More and more eggs fill him in a gentle flow.

“Grab your cock.”

He does so wordlessly, grunting as his fingers wrap around his impressive prick. They stroke it tenderly.

Clover’s stomach bulges as more eggs enter him, making him look pregnant. He rubs it, grinning.

So this is what it’s like to be a proud mother.

A squeeze on one of his balls is enough to make him ascend. He moans in surprise as his essence splatters onto the blanket, lustful heat washing over him.

The eggs slow down, one, two, three more before the last one plops into his ass. As the ovipositor retreats, he rolls over on his back, groaning in satisfaction.

"Well, baby boy." She giggles, rubbing Clover's stomach, a smirk on her lips. “Looks like you’re going to miss the next couple of games.”

Worth it.

Clover stares up at the ceiling in a daze, his breathing slowing down as he calms himself. “Are they… Are we…?”

“They’re unfertilized, if that’s what you’re asking.”

A disappointed pout sours Clover’s cute face.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that.” She chuckles, giving him a soft slap on his belly. “I’m not ready to be a parent.”

“Well…” Clover looks at her with a shy smile. “If you ever want to settle down, I’d love to be your husbun.”

Lucky cackles, shoving him gently. “You goofball.”

She laughs it off, but her smile says she appreciates the offer.

“Here, let me help you.”

Lucky offers a chitinous hand to him. Clover takes it, grunting as he stands. His legs wobble under the extra weight in his abdomen.

“Careful, now. You’re going to be like this for the next week. Be sure to get lots of rest.”

Clover trembles as he walks out of the room.

“I’ll be fine. But, um… Is it alright if you check up on me?” A sleepy smile spreads across his face as he looks into her glittering eyes.

Lucky giggles, patting his back as she helps him down the endless hallway. “Of course, bun boy.”

#exophilia #monster girlfriend #monster wife #monster lover #lemon #f!monster #m!monster #azure writes #c: clover #c: lucky

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simeonisalesbian · 3 years

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This sort of both continues the idea of female MC being a lesbian + the guys becoming gals:

I can see Asmo suggesting going to a hot springs all together (in the human world as the Devildom ones are apparently boiling) on the same side.

Can I get some headcanons for that(if it's to confusing no worries, I just love the fem!demon bros. Might one day pop in to ask for the dateables -Luke)

7 brosss chillin in the hot springs fighting over the human cus they're all gay~

(Also I will do the datables once I can get a better grasp on their personalities and stuff :3 I'll try to make a post when I'm readyto write for them I promise)

Lucifer:

finds her sister's shenanigans absolutely ridiculous

You already had to twist her arm to get her to go along with Asmo’s hot spring idea

And now all her sister's are fighting over who gets to sit next to you.

Don't get her wrong she does want to sit next to you. However she is not going to stoop to the level of her idiotic sisters.

she'll just have to plan a trip here with just the two of you at some point

For now she'll just have to put up with yelling at her sisters to stop pulling you apart.

Mammon:

its kinda her fault everyone is fighting...But if Asmo’s wasn't all over you she wouldn't have had to move to sit next to you.

Besides it's not like she was the one who told everyone to move. They copied her!

Shes your first lady! She should get to sit next to you! Besides who wouldn't like the Great Mammon to sit you? You should consider this an honor!

it would be a lot more and an honor if she wasn't pulling your arm to pull you closer to her.

Leviathan:

She's pretty sure you wouldn't have wanted to sit next to a gross otaku like her anyway

but that doesn't change the fact that she wanted to sit next to you!

It's not fair that her sister's get to sit next to you and not her.

So she's sitting next to Mammon leaning around her to tell you about how this reminds her of this anime she watched

You don't even have to reply. Just give her a smile to let her know you're listening

Satan:

Is she annoyed that she can't sit next to you? Yes absolutely.

However since she's sitting on the other side of Asmo(who is practically on top of you) she's far closer to you than Lucifer is.

She'll poke your cheek occasionally to draw your attention then give you a random fact she read about hot springs and then will smugly grin at Lucifer anytime you acknowledge her.

She will make certain her sisters didn't dislocate your arms or something after you all get out, so the petty glaring between Lucifer and her can be brushed off.

Asmodeus:

She's the one who started all of this chaos.

Since the trip was her idea in the first place she should get to sit next to you right? Right.

Besides the hit springs are supposed to relaxing! Mammon is the furthest thing from relaxing!

Of course you wouldn't define pulling your other arm to move you towards her as relaxing either.

Beelzebub:

She actually got out of the hot springs a few minutes ago.

She's behind you asking if you want any of the snacks she brought

shes technically not in the spring so the "no food in the spring" doesn't count right?

She'll be sure to feed you if you do want any since your arms are currently playing the part of a tug-of-war rope.

Belphegor:

She's somehow managed to claim your lap, nuzzling her head into your neck.

at some point she mumbled about how the water was making her sleepy

but now she's actually sleeping. How's he can sleep when her sisters were practically yelling is beyond you.

beel carefully peels her off you when you all move to get out.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me genderbend #this is what u were going for right anon?#i sure do hope so.#it was fun to write either way #the concept of a hot spring is really neat to me #it like a natural hot tub or somethin #dont think i have any near where i live tho so

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ffakc · 3 years

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Isn’t She Lovely? - a Jeffrey Dean Morgan fanfiction

Let me preface this by saying I have ZERO desire to have kids IRL, but the thought of Jeff being a loving, doting birth partner makes me feel warm and fuzzy. He’s also such an amazing Daddy, I just had to... fluff galore! @negans-attagirl @happysgal @iluvneganandjamie

It was my final shift as a manager at the adorable Rhinebeck coffee shop that was my home for the past year. My regulars and coworkers teased me, asking why I still had a job despite being married to one of the top grossing actors on The Walking Dead, but working kept my mind busy during the times my Jeffrey was away. I was also three days overdue with our daughter. My midwife told me to rest, but it’s hard to rest when people call in sick!

“Baby!” I step out from behind the counter and greet my husband with a kiss. He places his large hand on my stomach.

“Look how cute my gal is with her apron and her big ol’ belly,” Jeff gushes.

“Why do you have to say it like that?” I laugh. Jeff scoffs and kisses me.

“Shut up, you’re gorgeous,” he smiles. “You about ready to go, doll?”

“If I don’t see you tomorrow, congratulations! You’re going to be a great mom!” my regular Josh tips his cup.

“Bye Josh!” I turn back to Jeffrey, “Yeah, I’m ready whenever you are. I just need to clock out for the last time.”

“We’ll miss you, Boss Lady!” my lead barista Kayla hugs me.

“I’ll miss you too!” I reply, “Bye, everyone!” I call back to the kitchen. Various voices yell back kind words. Kayla wipes a tear away.

“Aww, don’t cry!” I say, tears welling up, “You know I’ll come visit! I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“It’s been wonderful getting to know you, Kayla,” Jeff hugs her as well.

I take my husband by the hand and we make our way to his truck.

“Do you think tonight will be the night?” Jeff remarks.

“I sure hope so. I’m so achy and I feel like my stomach is going to split open,” I laugh.

“Poor thing,” Jeff pouts his lip and rubs my belly. “What do you want for dinner, sweet girl?”

“I’ve been craving sushi all damn day. Cooked, of course,” I reply. I make a quick call to Osaka, our favorite local Japanese place. I hang up the phone and sigh lovingly, “You’re going to be such a good Daddy.”

“And you’ll be the best Mama. I love you so much,” my husband plants a quick kiss on my lips.

***

I wipe the tears away as the music swells. We were watching Phantom of the Opera, one of my favorites. I let out and annoyed groan and Jeff cackles.

“Why are you crying now?!” my husband laughs, “It’s not even sad!” I shove a piece of sushi in my mouth.

“I don’t know!” I giggle, “Stupid pregnancy hormones.” Jeff places his hand on top of the bulge on my side.

“It’s like I’m holding her hand,” Jeff kisses around my navel, “I love my girls.” His kisses make their way up my chest, his hand makes its way through my hair and he sucks my neck.

“We love you too, Daddy,” I moan. Jeff climbs on top of me and I kiss him deeply, gripping onto the neck of his hoodie.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this, might induce labor,” my husband smirks and rests his forehead against mine.

“I’ve heard that’s a myth. I want you so bad, Jeffrey,” I lick my lips and run my fingers through his gray hair. Jeff rasps my name, unbuttoning his jeans. I feel a surge of energy in my lower half as Jeff buries his face in my chest. My eyes widen as clear liquid begins pooling between my thighs. I realize immediately what’s happening.

“Jeff...”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“JEFFREY!” I exclaim and gesture downwards.

“Wha- OH! Oh my god! Baby... baby! We’re having a baby!” he stammers, climbing off of me and adjusts my shirt. “What do I do?!” I attempt to calm him, even though I’m quite panicked myself.

“Go get the bag and start the truck!” I breathe heavily. Jeff puts on his glasses and grabs my large black backpack, slinging it over his shoulder.

“I’m so excited! It’s real! It’s happening!” Jeff laughs. He helps me off the couch and we hustle to the truck. Jeff calls my mom as he lays a towel on the passenger seat.

“Hey Ma!”

“Hey Jeff, how are you? Any baby updates?”

“Well... You’re going to be a grandma probably within the next 24 hours!”

“Oh my god!” my mom sounded just like her mother when she said that. I squeeze Jeff’s hand as he speeds down the road.

“Let me see here,” Jeff pulls up flights on the touch screen on the dashboard.

“Eyes on the road, Daddy, please!” I exclaim, “Hi, Mom! Sorry!” I hear both my parents laugh at me, causing me to laugh too. I sounded like a nervous wreck.

“Hi! Are you feeling okay? Any contractions yet?”

“Not yet, from what I looked up... woah! I felt a little cramping there.”

“I see a five hour flight that leaves in three hours. Do you think y’all can manage that?” Jeff says, “I will pay, don’t you worry.”

“Anything for my first grandbaby,” my mom says. “I can’t guarantee we’ll be there for the birth, but we will be there! See you guys soon, okay?”

“Bye!” Jeff and I say in unison.

***

Four in the morning. I hadn’t slept a wink. Labor so far felt like the worst period cramps I’ve ever had. I was only two centimeters, a hell of a long way from ten.

“Jeffrey,” I whimper, my voice cracking, “It hurts.”

“I know, baby, I know. What can I do to help?” Jeff gets close to my face and kisses my forehead, rubbing my hand.

“Something cold would be wonderful. Ice chips, a popsicle. Anything.”

“How about a coffee?” a familiar voice comes from the door.

“You made it,” I smile weakly at my mom.

“No baby, huh? We DID make it!” my dad smiles and pumps his arm in a “YES!” hand gesture. He hugs his son in law and hands him a large Starbucks cup. He hugs me, kissing my forehead.

“Good, Mr. C. Real good,” my husband smiles, sipping the hot coffee.

“Don’t worry, I asked and she said it was fine,” I sit up in bed and hug my mom. She hands me a large iced beverage, “It’s a decaf americano with some Splenda, just something to sip on. I know you like a little bit of coffee with your cream, but you can’t have that right now.”

“Thank you so much,” I take a long drink. “That’s so good... God damn it!” I grit my teeth.

“Another one?” Jeff sits next to me on the bed. “I think they’re close to five minutes apart,” he says to my parents. I rest my head on his chest and groan loudly, “That’s it, pretty girl. Let it out. Scream if you have to. Break my fucking hand if you have to. You’re doing amazing so far.”

“This is the longest thirty sec- ah! Jeffrey!” I grip onto his thigh for dear life. He shushes me softly and rests his chin on my forehead, “I hate my mom and dad seeing me like this.” My mom reassures me that it’s nothing to be embarrassed about and her and my dad go to the waiting room. I try my best to remember the breathing techniques our midwife taught me, but failing miserably. This was going to be a long day.

***

Eight o’ clock. The rays of sun came flooding through the curtain. I close my eyes for a moment as another contraction squeezes me tight.

“Don’t say you’re tired. Come on, Jeff. She’s having your kid and you’re worried about being ti-“ Jeff mumbles to himself.

“You know you’re allowed to be tired too,” I laugh and look at him through slitted eyelids. Jeff smiles and kisses my cheek, rubbing my hand lovingly.

“Hello!” our midwife Lynn pokes her head in.

“Please tell me I’m ready to push,” I let out a deep breath.

“Well, let’s see, shall we?” Lynn checks me out. “Don’t hit me,” she chuckles. “You’re only at four centimeters.”

“Oh, Jesus. Just give me the damn drugs.” I glance over at my husband who is drifting off.

“I have to let you know that it will make your contractions stronger and more intense, and I know you’ve expressed being in a great deal of pain already.” Jeff opens his eyes.

“Fuck it, I’ll just sit on the ball for a bit. Daddy?” I turn to Jeff. He grabs the exercise ball.

“I’ll be back soon. Hopefully things will be progressing nicely!”

***

Six in the evening. There’s no possible way I had been in labor for twenty-four hours.

“You’re getting so close, doll,” Jeff whispers and pets my hair. “You’re so strong, Mama, you’re so damn strong. You’re a beautiful, incredible, powerful woman,” Lynn does a brief examination.

“That’s the kind of coaching we like to hear, Jeff! Good vibes only!” Lynn says, “Look at that. You are at a ten, my dear!” I fan my face and a single tear trickles down Jeff’s bearded cheek. I kiss him deeply. I place my feet in the stirrups. “Jeff, are you still okay with catching her? I know you said you wanted to, but sometimes dads back out at the last minute,” Lynn teases.

“Absolutely,” Jeff chuckles.

“All right, sweetheart. On your next contraction, I want you to push hard, okay?” she was so gentle with her words. I nod and exhale. Jeff grips my hand.

“You’ve got this, babe,” my husband kisses me.

The next forty-five minutes fly by and seem to go in slow motion all at the same time. I felt like I had run a thousand marathons.

“I can see her head!” Jeff says excitedly. “You’re almost there, darlin’, you’re so close!” I can’t find the words, the pain is getting to be unbearable.

“I’m going to pass out,” I moan.

“Come on, doll, you’ve got this. You’re doing incredible,” my husband glances between my thighs. “Oh my, she has your wavy hair,” tears stain his cheeks.

“I’m going to guess three more biiiig pushes and you’ll have a baby!” Lynn says.

“You’re so incredible, you’re a fucking warrior, you know that? These are the last few moments we have as just a couple, that’s so wild. After today, we are three. You’re never looked more beautiful, you are glowing. Kiss me, my gorgeous wife,” I feebly press my lips to his.

“Yeah...” I pant, “Oh my fucking god!” I cry out as my face reddens as I push with everything I have in me.

“That’s it! Jeff, quickly, the shoulders are coming!” My husband plants a kiss on my cheek and sits on a stool next to Lynn.

“One... two... three! Push! Come on, girlfriend! Every ounce of energy you have! Good job!” Lynn psyches me up. She mumbles instructions to Jeffrey.

Jeff begins to sob uncontrollably, “She’s so beautiful, you have no idea.” He gasps in awe. Suddenly, a rush of euphoria overtakes my whole body and a loud cry echoes through the room. I rest my head against the pillow and begin crying my eyes out. She’s here! Jeff holds our tiny daughter in his large hands.

“Just place her right there,” Lynn beams with pride. “You did it! Happy birthday, little girl!” She grabs some blankets as our little angel wails. I wrap my arms around her and Jeff bends down next to me.

“You’re so amazing, Mama. She’s so perfect. I love her, I love you. You are such a badass, I’m so proud of you,” Jeff whispers.

“I love you too, Jeffrey. Daddy, she’s all ours,” I kissed him over and over again, “I love you so, so, so much.” I had never felt more connected to my husband than this exact moment. After cleaning her off and doing all the routine checks, I finally get to hold our girl.

“Hi there, little bean,” I kiss the top of her head, my voice shot from crying and screaming, “I’m your Mommy,” I hold her tiny hand, “You look just like your Daddy. And you smell so good!”

“I’ve heard of new car smell, but new baby smell?” Jeff giggles.

“Do we have a name?” Lynn asks.

“Evelyn,” Jeff sniffs and kisses the crown of her head, “Evelyn Alice Morgan.”

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Awwwwhhhhh damn Man, my shift is almost begun! I have to take care of my favorite shirt first before it got dirty. This is my only shirt, so I have to be extra careful about it!

Phew, so I guess It’s time for me to go to work. Hmmm, but where do I put this barrel too? Come on Man, think. I can do this!

Yes Mam, do you need anything? You seem to be a very wealthy and proper gal, Mam. I’m assuming that you’re from the Manhattan Upper East Side? What are you doing here? In this dirty part of the town? Its so gross out here, especially for someone as posh and as elegant as you are!

You say what? You’re looking for me?! For what? Any car problem Mam that I needs to fixed?

You’re thirsty? Oooohhh okay so I have to bring you some drink!

No? Then what do you want? Me again? For what?

Wait what?!

For Fucking?!

Mam, I just take an hour long ass break, and you came here, out of nowhere with your cute dimply smile, perfectly styled hair, natural no make up makeup look that every guy’s like, a beautiful hourglass body, and your revealing designer clothes, just so that You can fuck me? Right now???!!!

Damn It must be my lucky day. Ill have another long hour break session then, or maybe 2, or 3 and perhaps little Jimmy can help me cover for my shift once. That Fag always try to get into my pants by doing shit that I told him to do! I never give him the sexual satisfaction that he needs though, I’m only keeping him around just for fun. Because I’m sick bastard that way, Hahahahaha What can I say, I’m a straight man, I like teasing people especially faggot, ugly faggot who thinks they can get it with me.

The Stud then called Jimmy and ask him to cover his shift for him, when the little fag say why? He simply stated that if he doesn’t do what the stud told him to do. The stud wouldn’t talk to him anymore and there will be no more abs and dick photos for him in the future. Little Jimmy then quickly ran into the workshop and help the stud doing his job. Jimmy is busy doing all of the stud’s job, while The Stud is busy Banging a respectable, upstanding, sophisticated lady with high moral integrity in some shady back alley. He introduces her into the life of degradation, rape role-play, and debauchery. His face might look like an Angel, but he have some sick devilish thought in his mind, which can boost up his sexual creativity and he has the stamina and physical strength to matched with it. The girl has develop cock addiction because of him. After 6 hours of non stop super rough hot straight fucking session. One that can win the Avn awards if only someone would have recorded it. The Stud finally cum inside her pussy without any condom, any warnings, get up , dress up, and it’s about to leave.

Okay I’m done Mam. You can go Now! No I don’t like to cuddle! Especially with whores! I only save my cuddling for the good girl that is pure and chaste, and have a lot of self restraint and you are clearly are not.

A couple of days later. The girl keep stalking him. She even followed him to the beach one time. The Stud said “wtf I ain’t gonna fuck you again, filthy whores don’t get fuck and kisses twice, fuck off I don’t want to see your ugly whorish face again!

The woman keep begging and begging for him to fuck her again and The Stud simply reply “Fuck No, I don’t fuck with the same girl twice, that only happen if you are my girlfriend and I am not your boyfriend” “get your ugly nympho ass somewhere else, because this dick is highly exclusive. Not every Slut can have the privilege of feeling its powers over and over again. It’s just to magnificent for that shit!!!

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drbjdavisstrategiesforchange · 3 years

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This is ALL stuff you read about Jillian and Ryan. It's being taken care of and these people are creeps. I mean just Google Jillian and watch the videos her voice her videos and the things that she says the proof is in the pudding there you go it's fairly simple and it's repeatedly for a long time and it's apparent she's a real weird person and a real sexual deviant and a violator of dogs children and animals and human beings old young and she will violate all and any...

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Be very careful with this Lady Jillian Jones aka Jillian LeAnn Quist Jones aka Vanna Sweets. CONVICTED of Bestiality on 2019 for engaging in acts of a Sexual nature with DOGS WHILE PREGNANT AND also guilty of KINKING out MAKENNA & ALLISON QUIST ALL OVER PORN VIDEOS ONLINE IN KINK ROLEPLAY.

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CONVICTED if Bestiality on 2019 for FUCKING DOGS WHILE PREGNANT AND IM SURE HER SON APPRECIATES THAT!! JILLIAN KINKED OUT MAKENNA & ALLISON QUIST ALL OVER PORN VIDEOS ONLINE IN KINK ROLEPLAY & HAD THOSE FUCK HOLES DEMOLISHED!!

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Then found out JILLIAN IS ALSO A PROSTITUTE WHO GOES BY NAME VANNA SWEETS & KINKS MAKENNA & ALLISON QUIST OUT IN ROLEPLAY PORN VIDEOS!

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WATCHOUT AND RUN, HIDE OR DUCK!! JILLIAN IS IN MASSIVEDOGGYHEAT & COMING FOR YOUR DOG!!#Sacramento has the best in the business when it comes to #kinkPorn #HumiliationPorn #DaddyDaughterKinkRolePlay as no City can Compare as Sacramento has #KinkFest2021 #SlurpFest2021 & more coming soon and to a city near you. #StayTuned to #KnottiCalKnotties & #KinkFest2021 OMG!! This lady and man kinkout roleplay Makenna and Allison in RolePlay PORN videos!! Yes deviants of the highest order! Ran into their partner in morally corrupt activities online in REDDIT SacramentoGoneWild and then again on

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Their partner is Jillian LeAnn Quist Jones out of Sacramento and she fucked 4 dogs that my friend owns and 3 more of his buddies. Jillian was convicted of Bestiality in 2019 in Sacramento CA . STAY AWAY AS THE EXPERIENCE MEETING THESE 3;HAS BEEN AN ABSOLUTE NIGHTMARE!!

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JILLIAN WORKS AT BRIDGES INC. IN SACRAMENTO AND KINKS OUT EVERYONE EVERYTHING. Jillian aka Vanna Sweets the Sacramento and Bay Area CA Prostitutes who Rob's men and is HPV+ and has Cervical Herpes!! All of this is ABSOLUTELY TRUE!! WATCH OUT!!

MaCUNTa is a straight CUNT ALLiFUCK LOVES TO STRAIGHT FUCK and ALLiSUCK is her little bratty ass sissy who LOVES TO SUCK.

#StrategiesForChange #AddictionCounselor #JillianLeAnnQuistJones Convicted of #Bestiality in 2019 for fucking Dogs while pregnant #Sacramento CA

This rehab facility Strategies For Change has a lady working there as an Addiction Therapist who was convicted of Bestiality in 2019 for having Sexual Interactions and Gross Sexual Assault on K9 Dogs while she was pregnant. The therapist name is Jillian LeAnn Quist Jones NPI # 1598305518 The fact is Jillian offended and disrespected my FRIEND and Jillian's Client whom Jillian is a Therapist for by engaging in conversation involving Dogs and Bestiality and letting my friend and Jillian's Client that Jillian is very much into Bestiality and enjoys it and is STILL ACTIVELY PARTICIPATING IN HAVING SEXUAL RELATIONS WITH DOGS! My friend is an Addict and reported this to management at Strategies For Change and it's as though they didn't care or didn't believe my friend as she is just looked upon as being a dillusional druggie with no credibility and is just fabricating this elaborate story. THE FACT IS JILLIAN WAS CRIMINALLY CONVICTED IN SACRAMENTO CA ON BESTIALITY CHARGES WHILE PREGNANT NO LESS AND IS STILL ENGAGING IN SEX ACTS WITH DOGS TO THIS VERY DAY ACCORDING TO WHAT JILLIAN TOLD MY FRIEND. IN ADDITION JILLIAN WAS HIGH ON crystal meth while giving therapy to my friend and even went so far as to offer it to my friend and unfortunately my friend did accept and Jillian and her client got high together after their therapy session. Jillian even showed my friend all the websites that have porn videos of her engaging in sex acts with dogs and having group sex and engaging in all sorts of different sexual kink fetish type sexual encounters and even having roleplay daddy daughter fetish sex and using her own daughters Makenna and Allison Quist as the girls engaging in sex with their own father Ryan Quist and role playing Makenna and Allison having sex with their own father in these kink fetish domination daddy daughter type fantasies that Jillian plays out with guys in these porn videos that are online and Jillian is using her own daughters names and just throwing her young daughters names out there and all over porn video websites!! And to top it off Jillian goes by Vanna Sweets and is a Sacramento Escort Prostitute who solicits sex for pay. This lady should not be in a position of offering professional services such as Professional Addiction Therapy when Jillian herself is ADDICTED TO METH HEROIN DOG DICK AND KINK INCEST ROLEPLAY PORN!! SHE IS THE WORST OF THE WORST!! Jillian MUST HAVE HER LICENSE SUSPENDED AND HER NPI # REVOKED!! THIS IS BEING TAKEN AS FAR AS IT NEEDS BE TO GET RESULTS AND ACTION BEING TAKEN AND THE PRESSURE AND MEDIA BLITZ WILL NOT END UNTIL JILLIAN IS REMOVED FROM BEING ABLE TO OFFER PROFESSIONAL THERAPY!! TRUST ME THIS LADY IS NOT FIT TO OFFER PROFESSIONAL SERVICE'S SUCH AS ADDICTION THERAPY!! ITS A BLOODY SHAME!! AND SHAME ON HER AND WHOMEVER EVEN THINKS ABOUT HAVING THIS CREEP OF A LADY REPRESENT AND WORK FOR THEIR COMPANY BUT BE PREPARED FOR THE MEDIA BACK LASH AND the BLITZ KRIEG YOU WILL RECEIVE JUST WATCH!! HELL HAS NO FURY LIKE THIS MOTHER F'er SCORN!! AND IF ALL THAT WASN'T ENOUGH THERE'S EVEN A YOUTUBE VIDEO OF HER CALLING SOMEBODY THE "N" WORS!! THE INFAMOUS N -WORD!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT SHE'S ALSO A RACIST BIGOT!!

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https://ultimatebullyextremist.blogspot.com/2021/02/the-1-human-and-dogdickviolator-and.html

#StrategiesForChange

4441 Auburn Blvd Ste. E 95841 Sacramento, CA,

916-473-5764

916-705-1643 [email protected]

#NPI1598305518

Sacramento CA Prostitute Jillian LeAnn Quist Jones aka Vanna Sweets KINKED OUT HER ENTIRE FAMILY & CHEATED WITH DOGS!

If you are a freak kink violator like Jillian and Ryan then Jillian is your gal and

[email protected]

(916) 550-5444

#StrategiesForChange #AddictionCounselor #JillianLeAnnQuistJones Convicted of #Bestiality in 2019 for fucking Dogs while pregnant #Sacramento CA

Then found out JILLIAN IS ALSO A PROSTITUTE WHO GOES BY NAME VANNA SWEETS & KINKS MAKENNA & ALLISON QUIST OUT IN ROLEPLAY PORN VIDEOS!

#RealKinksters know #classicKinks are truly the BEST! I.E

https://escortindex.com/ad/sanjose/916-559-1678/1/1170156

THEY USE MULTIPLE PHONE NUMBERS AND EMAIL ADDRESSES. 916-705-1643 916-370-4031 916-893-9164

[email protected]

MaCUNTa is a straight CUNT ALLiFUCK LOVES TO STRAIGHT FUCK and ALLiSUCK is her little bratty ass sissy who LOVES TO SUCK.

#StrategiesForChange #AddictionCounselor #JillianLeAnnQuistJones Convicted of #Bestiality in 2019 for fucking Dogs while pregnant #Sacramento CA

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sherlollydramoine · 5 years

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Soulmates

Here it is you guys and gals, I'm so grateful for your patience. I'd like to give a huge shout out two amazing people whom without this prologue would have ever been finished. Thank you both for your guidance, feedback, suggestions, and amazing edits, @ramibaby and @ramimalekpeen

Warnings: ancient curses, language, and eventual smut. 18+ only

Link to chapter one: X

Prologue

The story of King Femi and Queen Maye's burial is a curious one, fraught with tales of lawlessness, love and loss.

It was 2649 when King Femi's dead body was entombed beside that of his beloved Queen Maye, his death unknown and petrified hand placed in hers. Their joint burial was a monument to their eternal, undying love and an assurance that it would continue into the afterlife. Buried with them were many envy inspiring objects, their coffins laiden with jewels and gold.

At the centre of this chaotic story is a man by the name of Nephi who, as a labourer, worked on construction of the Pyramid that housed King Femi and Queen Maye' s mummified bodies. This bestowed him with valuable knowledge of its layout, which, driven by greed, he would etch to the walls of his memory.

On the day of King Femi's burial alongside his already deceased wife, a curse was placed on their tomb - a warning inscribed on the coffins inner walls, for those who dare disturb the deceased and prevent them from being together in the after life.

"Cursed be those who disturb the rest of King Femi and Queen Maye. They who shall break the seal of this tomb shall too be cursed with eternal separation from their beloved by meeting death by a disease no doctor can diagnose."

Nephi, undeterred by such a presage set about robbing their tomb of the many treasures he desired so greatly. He did so with not a light heart, as it was with careful consideration he pondered every possible outcome. What if someone were to spy him? What if he turned the wrong corner and became lost in the labyrinth of corridors and tunnels he helped create?

What he hadn't accounted for however, was something far worse, a horrible fate granted to him the moment he creaked open the coffin door.

Although Nephi had been successful in his pillage, he did not have much time to celebrate, as the following morning he awoke with debilitating illness. Unable to stand, he was left bed bound. His wife Maia, tended to him day and night for the following two weeks as his condition steadily deteriorated, much to the bewilderment and dismay of his doctor. This perturbingly undiagnosable and incurable disease finally took Nephi from Maia on the 14th night after he first entered the cursed tomb which, many believe to be the cause of his illness.

Poor Maia was left distraught after his passing, doomed to live her life separated from the man she held so dear, the man she deemed to be her soulmate. Her heart ached for the love of a man she would never see again but, when she showed signs of being pregnant a week later, she took solace in the knowledge that, through her new born child, Nephi's legacy would live on.

Since the opening of the cursed tomb, centuries of similar occurrences of this curse are rumoured to have plagued Nephi's family lineage.

These rather fanciful tales may be hard to believe, but one undeniable fact is the commonplace of chaos in the love lives of Nephi's successors, even to this day.

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"Jesus, " you huffed, eyeing your best friend Beatrice and her boyfriend Joe, whose disgustingly affectionate display had your stomach churning.

Bea was straddling Joe's legs as he lay back on his sun chair, his hands gliding up and down her back as they shared a deeply intimate and disturbing kiss.

Lowering your sunglasses, you frowned at them from where you lay across the other side of the pool- partially due to the harsh sunlight, but mostly because you were repulsed beyond words.

Sick of their complete and utter disregard for your presence, you proceeded to shout with all the dramatics of a Shakespearean actress,

"Oh, what curse has befallen me, that I, Y/N, have to witness such vulgarity?"

From Bea, you received nothing but a soft giggle against Joe's mouth in return, your words doing nothing but spurring her on. When Joe's hands moved down to squeeze her ass, you knew it was definitely time for you to make a hasty exit.

As you swung open Joe's back door, you were met with the cool breeze of the air conditioner, and the sight of a bare bronzed back, hunched over, it's muscles flexing as the man it belonged to raided the refrigerator.

Taken aback by his presence, you stopped dead in your tracks, giving yourself a moment to muster the energy to play coy.

"Not even gonna say hi before you raid his fridge huh Rami?"

You broke the silence so suddenly that, upon hearing your voice Rami jumped, banging his head on the fridge's roof as he did so.

"Ah!" He exclaimed, one hand shooting up to clutch his throbbing head, his eyes screwing shut.

"Oop- sorry!" You implored, hands out in front of you.

Although you truly were, you couldn't help but giggle as you walked toward him.

"S'ok…" he began, before opening his eyes and standing up straight.

It was then he was able to fully appreciate your scantily clad form. His doe eyes seemed transfixed on your legs, hips, and chest - all in that order and you felt embarrassingly weak under his gaze.

"Oh Y/N." He jerked back his head, before leaning an arm 'casually' on the fridge door as he continued, "Didn't know uh, you were coming today."

His gaze shifted to the fridge, studying its contents as he waited for your reply. It was as though he was trying to appear unfazed by your presence, which you knew he certainly was not.

"Ah, yeah." You replied, stepping closer. "Joe and Bea invited me over for a swim, kinda feel like a third wheel though, haha. Supposedly there's pizza and a movie later, so I'm holding out for that."

Rami nodded and smirked, eyes still on the rather empty fridge before him as spoke,

"Thank god, doesn't look like Joe's done any shopping since his parents went away."

" Thankfully, I brought drinks. I just popped in to grab one, did you want one?" you smiled as you reached to the counter and grabbed the tray with an abundance of drinks on it.

" Sure gorgeous, maybe a Coke? " He quirked a brow, letting the fridge door with a bang shut.

You giggled and mock saluted, obediently retrieving his preferred beverage from your plastic bag of shopping. Setting the can down on the tray with other drinks you headed back outside toward the pool. As you set the tray of drinks down on the patio table and turned back to shut the door, you caught a glimpse of what had no doubt been going on since you'd left. Joe and Bea hadn't moved from their previous position.

"Ugh you two are so gross! You invite us over just to make us feel like we're stuck watching some soft core porn." you complained.

Rami just laughed from where he was leaning against the side of the house smoking a cigarette.

"She has a point Joseph. How would you feel if the tables were turned and YN and I started acting like that in front of you two?"

Your cheeks immediately warmed at the thought of you locked in a heated make out session with Rami, something you were fairly certain would never happen.

"Well Ram I'd say it was about fucking time. You two have totally had feelings for each other since Y/N was in, like, kindergarten, so seriously, just kiss and hook up already. Maybe then we can give you two shit for being the disgustingly in love couple."

God damn Joseph Frances Mazzello III, had to open his big Italian mouth. You couldn't do anything to stop your body from feeling too warm, and the sudden spread of heat through your whole body gave all the evidence needed to prove your embarrassment. The crush you've had on Rami had been well hidden (or so you thought) until this moment.

"Hey Y/N are you okay? You look like you are about to die of sun stroke." Bea inquired, glancing at your flushed state.

"Haha, yeah...it's just really hot out here..." was all you managed to say before abruptly ending the conversation by cannonballing into the pool.

You resurfaced just in time to see another body hit the water, and within seconds felt yourself being pulled back under it. When you came up for air moments later, Joe was laughing. His childish chuckle was infectious, and soon you were laughing too.

Grabbing ahold of his shoulders, you attempted to use your body weight to push him back under but sadly, he was stronger than you. He laughed at your failed attempt before wrapping his arms around you, and flinging you both back under the water.

This time, resurfacing, you used your arms around his neck to try and pull him back under, laughing maniacally as you did. As Joe laughed and resisted your tugs, you heard a shout.

"Cannonball!"

You found yourselves being nearly drowned by Rami's tidal wave.

Rami resurfaced a few feet away from you and Joe, and you can't help the heat pooling between your thighs at the vision. All you saw was his olive skin glowing as the water run rivers down it.

You turned to look up at Bea who was still yet to join the three of you in the sanctuary of the cool water. She simply smirked at you and motioned her head toward the boys, who were now locked in some kind of heated water battle. She raised her brows suggestively and you knew then you had been caught staring at the golden God of a man. You blushed immediately before decisively shifting the attention to her,

"You joining in bitch, or you just gonna sit there looking cute and sweaty?!" you teased with a smile before disappearing back under the water.

Popping your head back up a few seconds later, you heard the boys shouting something at you just before a ball collided with your head. It bounced off your face with a soft thunk before it floated lazily off to the side of the pool.

Both boys looked at you sheepishly while muttering out their apologies. Scowling at both of them you did the next best thing you could think of in that moment yelling,

"Bea, help meeee!"

Ever the loyal friend, she came through, hopping into the pool next to you and sliding over one of the pre-loaded water guns. You both took your aim and fired at the ill prepared boys, neither one of you caring who got hit.

The boys shouted and splashed at you both in retaliation. You surrendered pretty quickly but Joe and Bea seemed to want to duke it out and what originally began as something cute and innocent, turned into another repulsive makeout session.

"Ugh!!! You two are so gross. Joe, I swear if you cum in this pool while I am in it, you'll not live to see your next birthday." You huffed while swimming over to the edge of the pool where Rami was leaning.

"They are so gross!" you reiterated.

"Disgusting." Rami agreed.

After a moment of silence Rami spoke up,

"Hey uh, I was wondering--" He stopped himself mid sentence, looking as though he was debating on whether or not to continue.

"Yeah…..?" You pushed.

"It's nothing, forget it." he muttered.

"Didn't sound like nothing. Come on, you've never been one to not speak your mind…."

Rami sighed, closing his eyes before blurting,

"Okay, so ummmm, I've been wanting to ask you something for a while." he stopped himself again.

"Rami, what is it?" you implored.

"I was wondering if maybe, I know the timing couldn't possibly be worse since I'm leaving soon for school, but, well… would you maybe want to go on a date with me sometime?" he nervously scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh," you gasped. "Why were you so nervous to ask? We've known each other for forever, it's just me. Of course I will. And uh, it's never been a big secret that I've had a big crush on you since I was in like, Kindergarten."

Rami's eyes widened, and he let out a chuckle of relief.

"Surely Sami has clued you in, or even Joe." you continued, smiling.

He smiled and reached out to cup your face, but at the last moment he faltered and ended up dropping his hand back into the water.

"Well, great." He laughed. "How about next Friday? I can pick you up or meet you somewhere?"

"I can meet you at our favorite all-night diner on third after I get off of work on Friday, about seven?" you offered.

"Sounds great." he smiled, seconds before splashing you with water and then gracefully gliding away.

Friday

Your day seemed to have crawled by so slowly that it was almost driving you insane. When it was finally time for you to clock out of work, you almost screamed in excitement.

It took no time at all for you to be out of your work clothes and into the gorgeous dress you bought specifically for this occasion.

Finally landing a date with Rami was like a dream come true. You never thought it would ever happen, and you were beyond thrilled.

Getting to the diner, you practically floated inside and headed for the table your group usually occupied. It was there you waited. And waited. And waited. For over four hours, you waited and he never showed.

You threw a handful of bills on the table to cover for the drink and to leave enough for a really nice tip. Running out of the diner to your car, hot tears of humiliation and anger fell while the cliché rain started pouring down.

You felt like a fool, like you had just had an elaborate prank pulled on you. In your rage you screamed until your voice felt raw.

"RAMI SAID MALEK I FUCKING HATE YOU!!"

END OF SUMMER

"Come on YN, it will be super fun!!! Plus, it's my birthday, so you know as my best friend, you're sort of bound by best friend code to go." Bea begged.

"I don't want to go. If Joe's there then he'll be there. All damn summer he's not once tried to get in touch with me. I've tried and now he probably thinks I'm insane."

"Okay, one that doesn't matter. Two, who fucking cares. Three, you'll be looking fantastic and all it will do is remind him of just how fucking hot you are. What his dumbass could have had all summer. You two would have been lifers!"

"Lifers? Bea what the hell does that even mean?"

"You know. Together for lifers."

"That's... not a real saying….All that snogging and fucking around with Joe has certifiably made you crazy. We wouldn't have been lifers, but I guess we'll never know. You and Joe though, I can see it now. In about 5 years you'll be getting married and having little Joe's, and I'll be the single fun auntie to your whole baseball team of kids."

"Seriously YN, are you smoking crack? And also, that is definitely not happening! You know what is though...you going to my birthday party slash end of summer pool party...ey..ey."

She raised a brow and nudged your shoulder.

"Ugh whatever, fine you win! Maybe I could borrow your little red bikini? It's a little small up top but, I'll make it work."

"If that's all it takes to get you to go then, hell yes!!"

DAY OF THE PARTY

"Wow YN, isn't that Bea's bathing suit?" Joe rasped.

"Uh- huh." You nodded, smirking at his attempts to keep his eyes away from your chest.

"Thought so, coz uh...fuck could that top be any smaller on you?" He blurted, finally resting his eyes on the particular part of your body he'd been avoiding.

You glanced over at Rami who was standing behind him, and his reaction seemed nearly the same, except that Rami started to shift his weight uncomfortably from foot to foot. While you hadn't said anything to him since he had shown up, you smirked, knowing that your plan was working.

"Babe, just say she has amazing tits and move on." Bea sighed, smirking.

It was then you felt a small pair of hands cupping your boobs as Bea came up behind you and gave them a gentle squeeze.

Close friends as you were, you simply laughed as Bea continued on,

"They make amazing pillows, and they are soooo soft and squishy. Look at how bouncy...." She jested, bouncing your breasts in her hands.

Both boys looked shocked and a little uncomfortable, and Rami audibly gulped, before turning on his heel and walking away with a tinge of red to his olive complexion.

" Yeah YN, great uhh.. Job. I mean. Tits. Yeah. Fuck…. " a very red faced Joe stuttered out as he clapped you on the back, before wandering off in the same direction as Rami.

"Well that went well." you shrugged as Bea just laughed uncontrollably behind you.

"That. Was. Amazing." was all Bea managed between huge guffaws of laughter.

"You can let go of my tits now Bea." You dead panned.

"Oh…" she promptly retracted her hands. "Sorry."

As the evening progressed and more fun was had, you continually found yourself searching for a familiar face. You knew that Rami had brought his brother Sami with him, but you had never confused the two in all the years you've known them both.

While in the middle of a conversation with some random classmate that you can't seem to remember you felt it - his eyes on you. You caught his eye and smiled only to watch a deep frown form on his beautiful face as he turned to look away.

Anger bubbling just below the surface, you run into the house, up the stairs and straight to Bea's room. As you slam the door behind you, you can't help but to let the tears you'd been holding back fall freely. Your body wracked with sobs but you decided that you are done, absolutely positively done with Rami fucking Malek.

Throwing your clothes on over Bea's bathing suit, you grab your bag and go in search of your best friend. Watching her chatting happily with some friends with Joe's arm around her tiny waist, you decide to just leave. Sure your friend is going to be mad as hell at you but she'll get over it eventually.

Walking along the pool in your haste to get away you collide with another person. You gasp when you realize who you've just run into and the tears begin to pool in your eyes. Fuck. Of course, of all people, it would be him.

"What is your problem?!" came your outburst.

"I don't have one YN, unless it's a staring problem, because that's been you all night. You can't take your eyes off of me huh?" his tone was light and mildly joking.

"Why?!" was the only other thing that you could think of to say.

"I don't know, you've been staring at me."

"No, why, why did you not show up?"

"Fuck that was forever ago, I didn't know you'd still be hung up on that." he laughed.

"You're an asshole Rami, you embarrassed me. I wanted you and you… you… you just left me fucking hanging."

"I never said I didn't want you, I-I- you don't understand, I couldn't go."

"Then prove to me you still want me then."

You reached up to grab his face for a kiss, but before you could, his hands found your hips and slowly, he walked you backwards. With a laugh, he gave you a playful shove, and into the pool you went.

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ABOUT 20 YEARS LATER

You looked up at him in complete confusion, as you desperately tried to pry your hands apart once again. It was like they had been superglued together - nothing you'd tried to do to unstick them had been successful.

"Rami, what's going on?" You quirked a brow.

He didn't seem all that concerned about this predicament, and simply threw back his head, speaking between mocking chuckles,

"Looks like you're really stuck with me now."

"Rami,this-it-it isn't funny! What's happening? What did you do to our hands?!" You pressed, suddenly on the verge of tears. You were exhausted and wanted nothing more than to collapse on the shitty bed awaiting you in your hotel room.

It was then your attention was drawn toward Rami's hotel room door. With a loud bang, it swung open, that sound like a knife cutting through the tense, heavy air surrounding you. A rather dishevelled looking Sami peered out from behind the dark wood, his hair a mess and eyes weary.

"There you are!" He exhaled, shoulders slumping and eyes rolling. "I thought I lost you!"

He gestured toward you and Rami as he made quick strides toward you both. It wasn't until he came to a stop before you his relieved expression vanished, replaced by one of pure shock and disbelief. With wide eyes he stared at your linked hands, his mouth agape. Why on earth such a seemingly innocent gesture caused this reaction was beyond you, and only added to your growing sense of anxiety. Suddenly, Sami's face broke out in a smirk and he reached up to nervously scratch the back of his head.

"Uhhh…" He stammered, eyes darting between you both, before resting on Rami's. " I think it's time you two had a little discussion..." He raised a brow, nodding knowingly toward Rami who seemed adamant on not meeting his brothers stare.

With a sigh, Rami's eyes met yours and he reluctantly huffed,

"I guess so."

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toonstarterz · 5 years

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BECAUSE I’M NOT POPULAR, I’LL READ WATAMOTE: CHAPTER #163

Ah, summer. The season of no school, bright skies, pools, barbeques, and brief teenage romance.

Okay, so it’s not quite summer vacation yet. But nonetheless, the new season gives way for all sorts of fun shenanigans. None of it ever really enters “drama” territory (as dramatic as this series can be, that is), but as Tomoko’s last year of high school nears the halfway point, we discover that there’s still quite a bit we don’t know about our cast of knuckleheads.

Chapter 163: Because I’m Not Popular, It’s Summer

I think it can be inferred that Tomoko is not a morning person, is she?

I think it can also be inferred that the once-aspiring NEET Tomoko is not a fan of hot weather. Better soak up that Vitamin D, girl.

Parasol Lady Asuka would like to battle!

Are parasols more prominent in Eastern culture? They’re not too terribly common where I’m from, but I imagine that may be a result of Japan having more of an aversion towards anything that would result in darker skin. Though I can also see it as a sort of fashion opportunity as well.

I believe those were umbrellas you used, Tomoko. But semantics aside, It’s pretty neat to see that Tomoko has finally reached that stage in her life where she can recognize her cringy chuunibyou phase. Long live those days of failing miserably at being a cool anime character.

Remember when Tomoko used to slut-shame the girls in her class? I detect a hint of hypocrisy there...

Gyaru!Asuka has already exploded on the imageboards, I guarantee it.

A part of me wonders why Tomoko grouped Kii-chan and Yuri specifically. They don’t have similar personalities or anything, but I see two possible reasons for it. One, Kii-chan and Yuri both got that mild-mannered, “exotic” look going on. But also, it may who Tomoko subconsciously believes she’ll see the most of over the summer.

We’ll, I mean...yeah. They would. It probably doesn’t help that Tomoko, with her lion’s mane, gives the impression of someone too physically active to care much about grooming. But as much as Tomoko derides the possibility of looking like a “sweaty day laborer”, I can’t deny that it’s not a bad look on her.

The reason for that should be dead obvious by now.

The thing that amuses me is that Tomoko had no basis to start insinuating that Yuri’s a pervert. She just did, and has latched on to the idea ever since. While no doubt annoying for Yuri (even if it’s true), it’s kind of sweet if you see it as Tomoko wanting to have a shared interest with her.

I’m sure that compared to your freckled, “crazy lesbo” best friend, it isn’t.

It’s funny how Nemo used to give off an air of someone who’s sexually acknowledgeable (at least to me) by virtue of being semi-popular. Now that we know’s she’s relatively pure, Tomoko will never let her live it down.

Komiyama really is the most two-dimensional character in the series. And you know what?

It works.

In the education industry, we call it the “Perv Curve”.

Komiyama: Self-explanatory.

Hatsushiba: Anatomically-correct BDSM art must have originated from somewhere.

Katou: Yet even more evidence for the almost-openly perverted girl who casually says “vagina”.

Mako: ...wait, what?

I’m so used to perfect scores being a badge of honor in Japanese media that it through me for a loop to see it suggested as anything else. Perhaps it’s an issue similar to Home Ec in that it’s not seen as educationally significant and only those really invested in the subject would master it. Either way, how lewd.

Going back to Mako, I am genuinely shocked. Could Yuri’s oh-so-sweet bestie actually have a dirty side? Just when you think you know a gal! Naturally, she has just enough to shame to be embarrassed when its brought up, and I’m not ready to call out Mako as a pervert just yet. At least she has Yoshida to pat her on the back (ironic given the delinquent is now officially the purest one of the Kyoto Group).

My Pokémon-obsessed mind can only see them as the Haramaku Elite Four, which, given the segment’s title, is highly unoriginal of me.

I’m 97% sure that Kawagoe’s that old geezer teacher we saw during Tomoko’s suspension. We even got that “strict about textbooks” continuity from way back when Tomoko forgot hers.

All signs point to Minami’s-Faceless-“Friend”-#1 recognizing someone, most likely Yuri, during this little intersection. Curse you, Nico Tanigawa and your wonderful vagueness.

Nope. It’s not gonna work. Nuh-uh. Absolutely not. You aren’t going to make me feel sympathetic for Minami.

...

drat.

All that speculation has finally paid off cause we now have confirmation that Minami did(does?) in fact backbite Tomoko and Yuri. Thank goodness for Tomoko’s mental health that she never knew. But Minami’s got some nerve teasing Yuri when she’s actively Mako’s friend. Even more disturbing if Mako doesn’t realize it...

Between that tiny smile in the last panel and her wanting to tease, it’s pretty much certain that Minami’s-Faceless-“Friend”-#1 is not a pleasant person.

Birds of the same feather truly do flock together.

Okay, I cracked. Minami’s too adorable (and pitiful) right here.

I find it telling that even Minami’s “friends” know she’s a jerk. But if what goes around comes around, then Minami’s-Faceless-“Friend”-#1 might not realize she’s a jerk, too. Are most terrible people aware of their own terribleness?

I don’t want to correlate jerkiness with irresponsibility but...here we are.

Man, that’s playing dirty. Suzuki is more than likely not that close to Minami, but any decent person wouldn’t just outright say “no” to a request like that. Of course, playing up her own supposed likeability through other’s basic kindness is Minami’s M.O.

In manga and anime, that sort of haughtiness from cute, snaggletoothed girls is adorable in that “sigh, there she goes again” way.

In reality, it’s just annoying as shit.

At first glance, Kayo’s just making an off-handed question, but my nit-picking mind says otherwise. I’m not sure how insistently heterosexual/romantic Japanese culture is towards male-female relationships, but would most teens show interest in a friend’s opposite gendered sibling? If say, Miyazaki had a little brother, would Kayo even ask Ucchi a question like that?

My theory is that Kayo is subtly trying to ascertain Ucchi’s sexuality. If the idea of Ucchi being gay for Tomoko is already planted in her head, then Kayo is using Tomoki as a “male version” for comparison. Ucchi’s already admitted to the Kuroki siblings being physically similar, so supposedly if she feels nothing towards Tomoki, then it’s Tomoko’s “femaleness” that attracts her.

This wouldn’t even be half as funny if Ucchi didn’t have an emoji face.

If only Komiyama could see this now...

Or, you know what? Maybe gender is irrelevant and Ucchi just has an indiscriminate gross fetish.

Nemo’s ultra-realistic thoughts behind her cheery demeanor are always welcome.

For all those times that Tomoko pokes fun at Nemo for wanting to live out a slice-of-life school anime, she’s not exactly innocent either. More and more we see Tomoko trying to invoke those cliche moments, usually with little fear. It’s a rather far cry from when she’d try to pull anime tropes as a means to an end. Now she tries them out just for the sake of having fun, which is much more endearing.

In this particular trope, however, normally you’d have a guy and girl stuck inside, where they’d ultimately become more attracted to each other through the suspension bridge effect.

Of course, that’s assuming the boy and girl aren’t already together. If they are, then storage rooms are usually used as a hiding place to make out, but that obviously would never hap–

Oh.

FUCK.

If memory serves, this is the same couple who were flirting(?) back in the head patting chapter. A whole lot must of went down since then, eh?

Murphy’s Law.

It’s been quite a long time since we’ve had one of Tomoko’s infamous freakouts. And they say this series lost its roots.

A part of me wants to think that Nemo hears Tomoko but is pretending not to just to screw with her, but I don’t think she’d be that cruel. Even if it would be hilarious.

Just how far is your “it”, Tomoko. Making out? Groping? HANDHOLDING!?

What am I saying–she’s totally thinking sex.

It’s interesting to note that Tomoko just assumes that Yuri and Mako have never had a boyfriend. Sure, it may be implied given we’ve never seen them have this discussion before (that we know of), but it’s still pretty presumptuous on Tomoko’s part. My only reasoning is that Tomoko is trying to ally themselves over supposed “undesirability” like many self-deprecating friends do.

First off, I am not at all surprised given Mako’s personality.

What does surprise me is how totally betrayed Mako sounds. I can only assume that it’s a part of Mako’s past that she’d rather not reveal. While I don’t think Yuri meant any harm bringing it up, that kind of miscommunication goes to show that even though they’re best friends, Yuri and Mako don’t always see eye to eye.

Sounds like dating to me. Or rather, sounds like dating between high schoolers. At the risk of sounding like an old-ass millennial, dating between high schoolers rarely last, despite what shoujo manga suggests. Casual dating is exactly that–casual. They’re attracted to the novelty of dating, but once that initial thrill wears off, cue the breakup.

Side note, I just realized that Yuri loosens up her tie. I love small details like that.

Perhaps I’m reading too much into it, but Mako seems to be suggesting that girls, on the other hand, aren’t as desperate to get boyfriends. While that isn’t necessarily true, I do see that answer as mostly a convenient excuse for Mako, who may simply just not want to be in a relationship right now.

I can see the “Mako is straight/Mako is lesbian(for Yoshida)” War right now...

Boy, it’s been a while since Tomoko has contemplated her own popularity, let alone try to be more popular. I guess it goes to show that even though Tomoko is more or less satisfied with her current status, she still sees herself below the bar of what constitutes “popular”. She does perpetuate feminine “purity” as an indicator of her societal value, but I’ll let it be–reality is not so kind, after all.

One of the more prominent questions that Yuri’s fanboys have is “How come someone as pretty as Yuri isn’t more popular with the boys?”

Well, there you go.

In terms of looks, I never thought Yuri was that unattractive in-universe. She’s in that small niche of “plain and generic, but just cute enough that fans feel they could feasibly ask out a girl like her in real life”. So while it's reasonable to think that at least one person would show interest in her, it's Yuri’s personality that ends up putting them off. She probably isn’t ready to commit to the effort of dating and being someone’s girlfriend. nor does Yuri seem that interested to begin with if her texting habits are anything to go by.

I can’t for the life of me remember the name for it, but I believe that there’s this belief in Japan that says everybody (mostly boys) has that brief period in their life where they’re suddenly attractive and people want to date them. I imagine that Tomoko may actually reach that time in life sooner than she thinks.

PTSD TRIGGERED!! For the readers, I mean.

For real, though. What a comeback. Who would have thought that Kosaka, that guy who was introduced in Chapter FIVE would make his grand return? Normally, making a reappearance this late in the game would feel like an asspull, but it works because he was never meant to drastically affect Tomoko’s growth. He was just the spark, the first hint to show that people could actually befriend her. And for that, we salute you, Umbrella Dude.

It’s been, what? About two years since they last spoke, and he still remembers her? Impressive! Then again, I don’t think you're about to forget the girl who gave you a dogeza.

Because I’m Not Popular, I’ll Tell Lies.

These moments where Tomoko is unabashedly a blushing schoolgirl are really precious because she isn’t “perfectly ditzy in that moe sort of way” about it. She gets riled up, sweaty, and unpleasant to watch. Which, ironically, is even more adorable just for how genuine it is.

Yeah, I’m sure the original said “dogeza”, but since there isn’t really a good English equivalent for it, I think “genuflect”...is still an odd choice.

Yuri, who always has her “Tomoko’s BS” meter on high, knows that Tomoko is screwing around when she calls it her “first”. Poor Mako, a now confirmed pervert who still thinks Tomoko is so amazing, thought the girl had popped the guy’s cherry.

Friendly reminder that eventful summers are not necessarily pleasant summers. Though they could be with the right perspective...

So...Yuri vs. Kii-chan Death Battle when?

The most beautiful part about this ending is that there’s no second-guessing. No “maybe I won’t be lonely” or “I wonder if I’ll be lonely”. Just a very affirmative “I won’t be lonely”. Tomoko fully expects that she’ll be spending time with her friends this summer, and that confidence is more than I ever would’ve expected from Tomoko in previous years.

With summer vacation just over the horizon (don’t want to jump the gun), a medley of both happy, unhappy and delightfully awkward moments are sure to transpire. Just about the only thing Tomoko can plan is the unplanned, and I’ll be sure to get a front-row seat to watch it all.

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im-basically-logan · 5 years

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yelling about “Dealing with Intrusive Thoughts”

under the cut as always, folks.

deadass thought he was virgil for a hot second

oof

this is just a big oof lmao

“the human connection will make me feel like a person again” mood

“that one was supposed to stay up here” ah, Remus is doing his job

oh no

I’m Patton for a hot second

Patton, honey, please. you’re so bad at lying which I guess is fitting but--

why didnt Roman know about Remus fucking w Thomas?? until he got whapped with a mace

“You can’t have a ball without a prince” BRUH hkfvchgkj

he summoned Logan hghfjkh

“FALSEHOOD” yeah virge you were the first to encounter the falsehood how do you forget that....

blinders.....? why.... thats what im wondering

“So sushi” hdfhjghkjh

“I’m going to prohibit your breathing” fgdhkjkj

aaaa talking about something else... repression.... fun.... they’re all good at that huh

tbh the first time watching i thought Roman said “Of course I’m not a dick”

OOOFFFFF first time watching tHAT WAS SHAKING

AND REMUS’ HANDS

IDHDFJCHFJK

TEMPEST TONGUE JGFHFKJDF

REMUS WHY

son of a bitch

it’s the Duke, fun

THE MUSIC BABEYYYYYYYYY

music number babey

ok the opening of the musical bit is weird as fuck

i’m logan to be completely honest

hey, yall can see his pants

oooooof Deceit

so Deceit unlocked Remus kind of. and probably the rest of the Other sides

“Look Mister Duke I’m really stupid right now” MOOD

his voice is fucking funny tbh lmaoo

hey.... Remus’ neck cracked reaaal creepily lmao

here we go guys, gals, and nonbinary pals. Logan giving us the facts!!!

why didn’t they just use a white bear

oh right the ears. thats fun :)

they should’ve just used a white bear instead of a goldfish in a condom

patton bby. trying his best

roman on the floor is such a fuckin mood

“stinky?” kjfhjk

“or a him problem” virgil angst virgil angst virgil angst

ok why did they believe Remus when he said Logan was deceit....?

also i love how Virgil is offended for Roman

“i called logan a whale penis” remus shut the fuck up fghjgkfdhkjd

hfkhgkjf joan would do that. (they flipped off the others w an arm)

remus why are you like this.

“Uh, bitch, what is your deal?”

“If I have a deal then Thomas has a deal”

“Not all thoughts have profound meaning behind them” logan is so proud of virgil for saying that

and honestly thats true. intrusive thoughts are a bitch that you make but they dont mean a thing if you dont go into action about it

“Why do you keep asking that?” god he sounds so distraught

to be entirely honest but I’m logan in this situation

Logan standing up to Remus is so good. (during the little split screen shot. didnt blink an eye)

also there was a subtle nod to how trigger work. good job team

remus what the fuck

he just summoned..... those two actors??

“That’s what repression is?!” oof

“This is not about me wanting to be listened to. You all need to listen to Thomas” yES LOGAN TELL THEM

seeing Remus in semi-regular clothes looked weird as hell

OOFFFFFH when Virgil and Remus said “but what about Jeffery Dommer” (idk how to spell his name)

wouldnt.... wouldnt logan know that thomas is religious?

whatever i guess

hey why does remus blink like that hfgdkjhgfjgfhjk

so glad they’re listening to logan yesss

“I said figuratively. And that is why I say it” YESSS MY BOI!!!!!!

“I love being given two D’s at once” FHDJKFHDSSJK

“ReCoRd ScRAtcH??”

HKJGHJFKDHDJK

patton is being too strict whack

“Am I being cool?”

i love how Logan is just inconvenienced by his teeth being taken out

remus really just ate deodorant

LOGAN JUS TAKES A HOT SEC TO PUT IN HIS TEETH AGaIN LMAO

logan bares his teeth lmao

“how bout you shut up” roman!!!!

logan comes back from being hit in the head what a badass cool dude

Remus looked at Virgil when he said “I dont hide anything from you”

Remus getting... kind of hit by logans logic is great

“Please pay attention”

love how Logan is not fazed by Remus’ scream at all lmao

intrusive thoughts dont mean shit, patton. its okay.

“No don-” yeah I saw that comin

the jumping out of a moving car thing is a mood

i love how Remus’ disturbing bullshit just gets more and more superficial

“Everything is okay.”

“That was amazing, Logan”

my boys....

talk abt gross feelings, babes!

oh fuck a therapist!! i also cross the line there--

Logan is great i love him

Patton self reflecting is so good hghghghgh

Remus being like “What...?” when thomas goes “and as fOR YOU” is a mood

Virgil telling Remus off is so good. “A mild inconvenience...”

“It was just like old times” it seems like Logan and Patton were even annoyed at that

Roman is back babey. poor lad

aww he felt bad for insulting Logan

Logan smiling is so fucking good

“You’re really cool”

LOGAN BEING SHOOK AT BEING COMPLIMENTED HDHHGHGFHKJH

patton i luv u ur doing ur best hghghgh

i love Remus’ theme so much.

roman poor lad uhghgh

Roman dont repress!!!! bitch!!!!!!!

oh the Virgil angst

we all kinda knew it was coming

but the delivery and timing and the music buildup is so good

he pointedly says “the Others” instead of the “Dark Sides” and I like that a lot better than saying the dark sides

virgil really truly looks like he was about to cry. honestly. oof

i’ve dealt w intrusive thoughts and honestly? they will never be You. after a while it’s like the end card. you’re just kinda like “yeah okay, im brushin’ my teeth dude, shush”

remus as a villain is amazing. he’s great lmao. he’s a terrible person but man i love to hate his stupid existence

oh hey gavin

remus just eating some fucking deodorant i cant

if you made it to the bottom, hello!

#ts spoilers #sander sides #remus sanders #virgil sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #lo rambles

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sunrysez · 5 years

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Compulsory Heterosexuality?

Hi ok I've been big confused about my sexuality lately. (This is gonna be lengthy I'm so sorry) I was in a relationship with a boy for about 2 years, I was in love, sexually attracted to him, enjoyed physical touch etc. We broke up and now there's a new boy in my life who's been my best friend for like 3 years who has had a crush on me the entire time but I've never felt romantically or sexually interested in him ever. Well the thing is is that I told him I'd give it a shot but I'm not looking for a relationship. We've kissed and had sex already but its made me really reevaluate my life choices.

Thinking back on my first relationship (the one I mentioned above) it took me about 4 months in to the relationship to not be grossed out by kissing him. After I was comfortable with that we moved on to having sex and the first time I was like "ok this is fine" but then when he brought up doing it a second time I dreaded it. (We were both virgins prior to dating lol) after doing it probably 5-6 times I got comfortable enough to where I enjoyed it but it seemed like afterwards every single time I just felt,,, off. Same goes for every male I've had sex with after him. I just felt off and HATED kissing them, unless I was in a position where I was on top/in control/ etc. This is probably TMI but I only like sex if I'm the one on top or in control, any other positions make me feel really bored or uncomfortable and I just feel weird.

I consider myself bisexual, I've never been with a girl romantically or sexually but I have kissed girls and immediately enjoyed it unlike when I've kissed boys. When I've read the "symptoms" for compulsory Heterosexuality I feel like some of the things I don't relate to because I've always much preferred the company and friendship of boys over girls and just felt like I could relate to boys a lot more than to girls especially when it came to talking about girls who were pretty or "hot". I have always been able to tell what girls boys would find attractive, but with guys it was always more of a mystery. Especially when my mom or a girl friend would point out a "hot" guy that I literally didn't give a second thought too. The first crush I ever had was on a boy who I didn't start liking or even notice he was in my class until his mom saw mine at the grocery store and told her he liked me.

I remember in elementary school new girls coming to our class and me being oddly obsessed with being their friend, and even jealous when other girls would be friends with them first. (Only new girls who I thought were pretty tho, I now realize) the same thing sometimes would happen with boys but I rarely would find myself having feelings for them I would just genuinely want them to be my best friend.

With my first boyfriend I didn't start having feelings for him until he said he liked me first and then I was in limbo about deciding if I felt the same for about 6 months after he told me, and I think I only realized I liked him when I thought he had lost interest in me and only then did I decide to shoot my shot.

I guess I'll just keep going by bisexual, I think the really only way to know is too like experience shit with gals but let me know if you have opinions about my statement?? Or if you can relate???? Pls help me

#wlw #wlw advice #questioning #questioning bi #lgbt advice #compulsory Heterosexuality #comphet #questioning lesbain #confused bi #lgbt help #lesbians pls interact

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gobydana · 6 years

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Amazing Quotes from the comics

Below are some of my favorite quotes from each person. Sorry this list is long.

Bruce Wayne/Batman

- Death is powerless against you if you leave a legacy of good behind. Death is powerless against you if you do your job. My father saved the lives of over four thousand people, one at a time... with his bare hands and his mind. Death was with him the entire time.

- Clark, I'm sure anywhere you go in the universe, you'll find stupid people.

- You don't know how I question myself and everything I've become. The right of it. The wrong of it. Not allowing myself any reward for the good. Damning myself for every mistake. Thinking of everyone who's sacrificed themselves in my war. Everyone close to me. Everyone who cared.

- Our greatest glory is not in ever falling, but in rising every time we fall.

- Sometimes it’s only madness that makes us what we are.

Selina Kyle/Catwoman

- Live fast. Love hard. Die young. Leave a good-smelling corpse.

- A long time ago, before I put on this mask, I was afraid of everything

- "Your ex-lover, a murderous psychopath who has repeatedly made our lives a living hell, nearly burns my new home to the ground and all you can say is 'gross'?!

- Show a man what he expects to see, and he won't look beneath the surface.

Alfred Pennyworth

- I fear sometimes, dear boy, that if you don't give this up, you'll have nothing. You can't have darkness and light at the same time, Master Bruce..

- Everyone has a vulnerability

- Hnn. At least when Master Richard snuck out, he had the decency to construct a pillow dummy.

- Pirate Stories-why did I love them as a boy? Because at heart they're about children who rebel against their parents to create new lives for themselves. They're stories of defiance. But the trick is, when you look at them as a parent, you see, they're actually written as cautionary tales. The child comes home in the end, just before doom strikes the ship. But in this tale, Bruce, the one I've helped make for you, Batman...I worry it has gone on too long...that I've kept it going with you long past it's natural end. That's what I was screaming about when you were on the wrecked submarine. Not the ways you've failed me but the ways I may have failed you.

Kate Kane/Batwoman

- You coming? Or do I have to smash this bitch in the teeth all by myself?

- You think I'm afraid of you? Any of you? You gave me a bulletproof suit, you morons! What can you do to stop me?

- You will never get these years with her back, and a daughter needs her mom. I know I did. And I would've done anything to have more time with her. I can't be the reason for doing that to another kid. I can't

- So there is someone new in town ... Who the hell wears white?

Luke Fox/Batwing

- I really should lead with the knockout gas instead of conversation.

- You're leading me around through this nightmare like it's business as usual. Like I'm supposed to accept the supernatural. I accept it, okay? And now I'm going to kick its ass!

- This night sucks. And now I have no choice but to run and hide because "Mary Psycho Poppins" just handed me my ass.

Dick Grayson/Nightwing (including his time as robin)

- With you guys, it seems like I'm hot stuff … a know-it-all … but I've been back with The Batman again, and next to him I feel like I'm a stupid kid repeating fifth grade … for the third time.

- Try to understand our position here, Batman. You began training to be a hero as a young adult. For me and a lot of the other Titans -- like Vic -- that training shaped and influenced most of our childhood. Unlike the JLA, the Titans aren't just about a promise to the world -- it's also about a promise to each other … to ourselves. We swore on our childhood nightmares that we'd be there for one another. If I don't honor that I don't honor who I am.

- Sometimes I'm surprised I can even stand on a high ledge after what happened to the Flying Graysons. Boss Zucco could have sabatoged Haly's Circus any number of ways to drive down business and get his protection money. Instead he gave the crowd that night a show they'll never forget. I know I won't. When my mom and dad died, attendance actually went up.

- Okay Mom and Dad, your 'Flying Grayson' is about to take the great leap. Or as they say in French, Le Grand Saut. Down, down, and away. I'd say I wish you could see me now, but I know you're watching me - I can feel angels on my shoulders. And probably a bat too. You said some records aren't meant to be broken, Bruce. But more than anything, I wish you were down there right now watching with Alfred and Tim as I break this one.

- I had a good teacher, except for the interpersonal skills and the ability to work with others. That was me.

Barbara Gordon/Batgirl/Oracle

- A little over a year has passed since my old life ended, since I died and was reborn. The shadows remain, but only to give contrast to the light. I am no longer a distaff impersonation of someone else — I’m me, more me than I have ever been. I embrace it, and the light, with a deep, continuing joy.

- Gotham should be safe again. Well, until the next thing. There’s always another thing

- Wait for a hero? Barbara Joan Gordon -- Be your own damn hero

- I'll wake up, learn from my mistakes and ultimately win the fight. I always do.

Jason Todd (including his time as robin)

- I'll be damned if my best friend is going to die ... because he was dumb enough to trust me

- Someone tell me I'm not having a heart-to-heart with a reanimated assassin

- Trust? You...? I'll... give it a try, guys. But I'll tell you right now... I'm probably going to screw it up.

- I'm sorry, I'm never going to be the hero you want me to be. I have every confidence in you--that you'll stay the hero I know you are

Tim Drake/Red Robin (including his time as robin)

- The weight of the future... all of our futures... it just presses on me sometimes. And lately, it's been crushing, and I've been too afraid to ask for help. But I need to, Bruce. So this is me, asking for help.

- It’s not smart to blackmail the wrong people

- That’s what we are. Not just a team, but a family. One day we might be the Justice League, but for today we’re the Teen Titans.

- I had a plan. That plan just went to hell

Stephanie Brown/Spoiler (including her time as batgirl and robin)

- How come every time I try to do this different than Batman, I end up doing exactly what Batman would do?

- I am who I choose to be.

- I just watch two guys stealing TVs run into one another. Sadly, both televisions were lost... On the bright side, they'll each have a friend in jail.

- Here's the deal, I'm a 'punch first, ask questions later' kinda gal. Him? He's a stabber.

Cassandra Cain/Orphan (including her time as batgirl/black bat)

- I don't kill. But I don't lose, either.

- Gotham City. Gotham. City. That just... sounds right. Mailbox. Van. Razor. It's strange how naming... changes things. I've walked these streets... every inch of this city... but I never had the words. I never knew the names. Now... it's like it's all changed. All new. Or maybe... Maybe it's me that's changing.

- A special ability to predict my opponent's moves. That doesn't begin to describe it. Time... ran together. The future... blending... into the moment. A blink of an eye... the knife thrust that follows... both one. It was like... like I could predict my opponent's moves. Okay, that does describe it. But it doesn't do it justice.

Damian Wayne/Robin

- Father, I'm sure you'll be angry with me for disobeying you again but I don't care, I will not let you fight Leviathan alone. You need me and I will always be at your side. Because it will be hard for me to say these words face to face, I want you to know that Mother may have givenme life, but you taught me how to live. Love and respect your son Damian

- I don't want to end up like Ducard... without a moral compass... I don't want to turn into a NoBody... I want to be like you. I've always wanted to be like you.

- I'm sure you didn't leave your hole tonight thinking you'd get your ass kicked by a ten-year-old!

- I'm not the one in a ship filled with alien freaks, so how about shutting up and letting me work on keeping you safe, father!

Duke Thomas/Signal

- Someone told me that the problem with youth is the inability to accept your own mortality. I wouldn't consider this one of my problems

- Sometimes you're wrong. Sometimes there is a place for you at the table. Some mysteries may never be solved by you alone. Sometimes you don't have to prove yourself repeatedly -- because you're confident about your purpose. And sometimes you just have to get to work for everything to work out.

- not to mention you tire stealing genius, i’m not robin!

- My career of choice has crazy hours, bad benefits, and doesn't pay. But it's the dream I never knew I always had. Mom, dad... I'm going into the vigilante business. I hope I live to tell you all about it.

Harper Row/Blue bird

- I want training. Proper training. Tim's great at the tech stuff, but so am I. I want to know how to karate chop someone in the neck so their eyeballs pop out. I want to know the cool stuff.

- Sometimes all it takes is a few words to change your life. For me it took seven. Seven words, spoken in the dark.

- And you thought "Oh, Hey, I'm going to just talk to the scariest-looking bastard in the Narrows and see what he thinks"?

- I never had a choice - but only because this is what I want, more than anything. And I was going to do this. I've told you that, again and again

Jean-Paul Valley/Azreael

- You aren't asking if I'm okay, Lucas. You are asking if I can fight. I am angrier than I have ever been in my life, and I am sharing my mind with one murderous AI, and another one modeled off the world's most dangerous vigilante. Yes Lucas. I am ready to fight

- Nomoz...he’s the one who came for me...he’s the one who broke me. For the greater glory of God

Feel free to add onto this list. I would love to know everyone’s favorite quotes.

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