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exoplanet p.1

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ellie williams x fem! reader (ur kind of a girly girl in this one sorry)

summary: you’re one of the luckiest people in the world as one of the few families that managed to gain entrance to the most exclusive safezone on earth. after living 19 years of your life in a soft and forgiving world, a lab accident sends you across the country to jackson, wyoming, entirely unprepared and unaware of what awaits you in the real world. its a good thing u run into a hot lesbian wink wink nudge nudge

a/n: now listen now hear me out i know this plot sounds kooky asf and im sorry i literally thought this shit up in a covid fever dream. but anyway i basically blacked out at the keyboard and have about 6k words to show for this weekend and no completed hw. i can’t believe im writing. this im so sorry

warnings: ellie is mean asf at first, reader is clueless and cannot do a pushup, you’re also a little bit of a snob and have a fixation on etiquette.  i promise it gets better just bear w me lMAO. she/her pronouns for the reader, v vanilla violence and explicit language. kinda enemies to lovers vibe

im so sorry u guys idk what got into me this is the goofiest au i’ve ever written ok but i just want ellie to get to learn abt the stars and shit after all she’s been thru she deserves it ok enjoy part 2 coming whenever i finish it.

wc: 6k

It wasn’t that you didn’t know that something bad had happened to the rest of the world. You did. Of course you did. You’d have to be a special kind of stupid to not realize that there was maybe something else going on when no one was allowed outside of the walls and anyone who returned told hushed stories of decimated buildings and piles of corpses.

It was just difficult to grasp the idea of the world you knew no longer existing outside the bounds of the city. To anyone before the pandemic, you’re sure that you lead what seemed like a normal life for any privileged kid.

You had two parents, both of whom loved you very much. You went to an elementary school, then a middle school, and then eventually high school and university. You went shopping with your friends. You watched movies and ate shitty junk food and had first kisses and went on ice cream dates. You studied what captivated your interest the most—space—and threw your soul into learning about the physics of the universe.

You laid on your dorm bed, playing with the edges of your pink comforter as you gossiped with your roommate, Irena, about the professor that she thought was hot and the boy who tried to harass you for your number after you’d finished up getting lunch.

You lived a normal life, which is pretty ironic, because the only reason you got to say that was because you were born to not-normal people who had been at the right place at the right time when the world fell apart.

You see, when everyone got sick, some areas got hit harder than others. And your parents, who were vacationing in some swanky exclusive Canadian resort that only the elite knew about, happened to hit the jackpot.

Not only was their vacation spot the one area in North America with a significant metropolitan population that managed to get enough time to adequately prepare, they happened to be traveling with some big-wig execs that knew a guy who knew a guy who was in the process of evacuating and putting the final touches on a safe zone, Terranova, intended for only the highest rungs of North American society.

So, there you were. Some 25 years or so after the world as your ancestors knew it fell to shit—and you were sipping cappuccinos and getting facials without a care in the world. All because of a lucky vacation.

And, for the record, it’s not that you were ungrateful. You knew that you were lucky to be living in the last place on earth with a semblance of normalcy. What you didn’t know, however, was just how lucky you were, and you didn’t find this out until you made that one stupid mistake in Gunther’s lab.

~

“Morning, Y/N!” called out Professor Gunther, a short, squatty man with a receding hairline so impressive that his forehead now ended halfway up his scalp.

“Morning, Professor,” you said, setting your bag down on the desk, winding your long scarf from around your neck and running a hand through your hair to get the tangles out. The wind outside had been especially fierce for February, which was not ideal given that you'd forgotten your hat at home.

“Guess what I’ve got?” Gunther was smiling, his teeth perfect white squares.

You gasped. “No. It’s already here?”

He said nothing; instead, he pushed forward a slightly battered box with dents and various smudges and marks that were telltale indicators for outside shipments.

“No way,” you said, pulling it into your hands. For a moment you debated using your nails to open the seam, but you’d just gotten them done, so you reached for a pair of scissors on the table.

“This is even more than we need,” you told Gunther, reaching in to pull out a spool of wire that shimmered under the lab lights. “Can I just hook it up now? Or is there something else I should do?”

There was, in fact, something that you should’ve done before going with your pliers and wire. Something about your model wasn’t quite right, but you’d figure that out a little too late.

You see, you and old Professor Gunther were attempting to build a prototype that would enable travel at the speed of light. It did sound insane—and you should’ve known that it was a pipe dream—but you were a space nerd with nearly limitless funding and support from one of the most famous surviving professors in the world. It had been Gunther’s pet project, one that you joined as a research assistant in your first year at the university. Once you’d caught wind of it, you couldn’t stay away, and you two quickly began to form a connection only understood by lonely and isolated academics.

“Go for it,” said Gunther, waving his hand dismissively.

Excitedly, you approached the table, your hands almost shaking as you held the wire. It was a fairly new invention, first used in the creation of Terranova and its walls to effectively make it invisible to the outside world. It boasted a variety of properties that made it academically fascinating and functionally useful. Gunther had had a suspicion that it would be useful in stabilizing the process of disseminating atoms to make light speed travel possible, so you’d placed the order for a couple of spools.

“And I think that’s it,” you said, using your pliers to shape the blunt edge that you had just clipped and plugging it into the circuit board. A purple sheen seemed to vibrate around the bundle of wires and boxes.

Gunther leaned over your shoulder, peering at everything through the spectacles perched on his pudgy nose. “Well done, dear. Say, before we turn this thing on and start running some preliminary tests, would you mind grabbing us some tea from the caf? My treat.”

“Of course,” you said, standing up and brushing your hands off. “Lapsang?”

He nodded. “And anything you’d like.”

You pulled my scarf back on, pulling it snugly around your neck and snatching your bag from the table. The walk to the cafeteria was short, but it was cold enough to require suiting up again. You ordered, paid with Gunther’s card, and sat quietly as you watched the snow fall outside.

It was a beautiful morning. The wind had died down, leaving the snow to fall from the gray skies in fat, puffy flakes. The city outside was quiet, with only the gentle hum of the occasional car to break the silence.

“Y/N! A Lapsang Souchong and a Jasmine Green?”

You leapt up and grabbed the two disposable cups, smiling widely at the barista. “Hey, would you mind throwing a bag of coffee in too?”

“Anything specific?” he asked.

“I don’t know anything about coffee,” you admitted. “Anything that isn’t decaf. It’s for my roommate.”

He nodded and rang you up for the coffee, and you were back on your way.

“My dear!” boomed Gunther when you came back, throwing the lab door open and nearly floating off the ground in excitement.

“Lapsang with a spot of honey, as always,” you said, passing the cup into his hands. The bite from the heat slowly faded from your palm—the barista had forgotten to put a sleeve on his cup.

“Lovely,” he said, setting it down next to you. “I’m just going to go ahead and flip the switch…keep your wits about you! Haha.”

“Ha,” you said, though suddenly you were getting more nervous. The longer you looked at the wires, the less sense they made. And was that two uncovered wires touching? ”Hey, wait, actually—”

Click.

A hum filled the room as the power flicked on. The bright white overhead lights flickered once, twice, and then went out. Something that smelled suspiciously like smoke filled the room.

“Fuck!” Gunther fumbled for the switch. You, similarly, lunged forward to see if you could manually disconnect the wires from the input. “It’s short circ—”

As soon as you made contact with the input wire, you heard the sound of a cup tipping over seconds before the splashing of hot tea.

Then everything went black.

~

When you awoke, it was because you were shaking so hard that your teeth were clicking painfully together.

Slowly, you pulled open my eyelids to see a brilliantly blue sky without a cloud in sight, wide and unimpeded by any skyscrapers. This was definitely not Gunther’s lab.

You groaned as feeling began to return to your body, along with a thudding headache and soreness in every joint. Gently, you pressed your weight into your fingers and slowly sat yourself up, making observations as you went.

You were not dead. Your heart was still beating and your nerves still functioned as usual. You had no idea how long you'd been lying on the ground, but it had to have been at least an hour given that the sun was almost in the middle of the sky.

Another observation: you were nowhere near Terranova.

Instead, you were in the clearing of a forest, surrounded by trees with unfamiliar trunk patterns and leaves. A thick bed of white snow coated everything in sight except for you.

You were well and truly fucked. There was nowhere even remotely nearby the city that you knew was in a fully forested area.

Though at least now you held the title of the first person alive to travel at light speed. It was a small comfort, but it was something to cling to.

A shriek sounded behind you, and you spun around, still seated on the ground. The forest line was clear, but you could hear rustling. For a moment you considered that it could be an animal, but it didn’t sound like any woodland creature. It sounded unmistakably human.

“Hello?” you called out.

The shriek came again, accompanied by more crunching—both much closer this time.

“Are you alright?” you asked, hoping your voice would carry to whoever it was. “Are you hurt?”

A mangled man suddenly came into sight as he fell into the clearing from a lopsided sprint, barreling right towards you. One of his knees was bent outwards as he went, so badly it looked broken, but it wasn’t enough to slow him down as he ran towards you.

You screamed, a real and proper one that pierced the frigid air. There was no time for to run as the man closed the gap and rammed into you, his filthy hands gripping your arms through your heavy jacket as his snapping teeth and rancid breath lunged for your neck.

Bang!

A single shot rang out. The man fell limp, slumping on top of you as you frantically snapped into motion and scrambled out from under him.

“Who the fuck are you?”

You whipped back around to see a girl standing at the other side of the clearing, a revolver in her hand and an incredibly cross expression etched into her features. She must’ve been around your age, and she had short auburn hair that barely brushed her shoulders and was being tossed about by the wind. There was a spattering of freckles across her face, muted against the backdrop of her cheeks reddened from exertion.

“Hi,” you said, your voice small and pathetic. You couldn’t stop shaking. “I’m Y/N.”

The girl just stared at you for a few more beats before turning back. “Jesse! Dina! Some help?”

You pulled your knees into your chest as you waited for whatever was to come. Now that the man was off of you, you could see that there was blood trickling from his gaping maw. Something that looked almost like shards had sprouted, like little spring buds, in little areas around his face. Even his normal, unshard-ed skin was a pallor that looked like death. Something wasn’t right here.

“Okay,” said the girl, gruffer this time. “Listen, I don’t know who the fuck you think you are just waltzing in like this, but this isn’t open to the public, alright? You’re trespassing.”

“Sorry,” you said, shrinking further into yourself as you thumbed the edges of your scarf. “I didn’t know.”

“Get the hell out of here,” she said, grabbing your backpack from the ground near her feet and throwing it at you.

Two other people emerged from the trees, another girl and one guy. They all seemed roughly the same age—early 20s, maybe—and were all carrying various weapons ranging from guns to knives.

To say you were on edge would be the understatement of the century.

They spoke in hushed tones as they approached the first girl.

“I don’t understand,” the other girl said, long black locks escaping from her ponytail. “We literally just patrolled this area. There’s no way to get here without either going through the town or going over the pass, and no one’s done that.”

“And you’re sure you didn’t see her then?” The boy looked curiously at you.

“Fucking obviously,” snapped the first girl. “I think we would’ve noticed.” Then, directed at you: “Hey. How’d you even wind up here?”

“Uh….” Your mouth became dry. “Where am I again?”

The girl rolled her eyes. “You’re telling me you don’t even know?”

“Ellie,” warned the other girl. “Maybe she’s been out here for a while. Hypothermia can make you think crazy things.”

“She doesn’t look like she’s been out here for long,” pointed out the first girl, presumably Ellie.

“You’re right outside Jackson,” said the other girl helpfully.

“How close am I to Terranova?”

“The fuck is Terra-whatta?” Ellie frowned at you.

“Where I live,” you said. “I—I’m a student there. I was working on a project and something went wrong and then all of a sudden I woke up here and—what is that thing?” You gestured frantically at the limp body of the man beside you, the shock slowly subsiding as reality set in. “He almost killed me!”

Ellie gaped at you along with her two friends. “What do you mean, what is that thing? Have you never seen a runner before?”

“A runner?” You stared back. “These things are normal enough for you to have a name for them?”

“Oh my god,” said Ellie, pinching the bridge of her nose between her fingers. “Have you, like, never been outside before?”

“No,” you said, honestly. “I’ve never left the city walls.”

“We have got to take her back with us,” said the other girl.

“Dina.” Ellie scowled. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Dina’s right,” said the guy, finally chiming in. “We can’t just leave her out here. She doesn’t even know what a runner is. She’s gonna be killed like that.”

Ellie considered, gnawing her lip. “Fine. Consider this your lucky day, Y/N. Get up.”

The first thing you did upon reaching your feet was faint once again.

~

“I told you, Joel, we just found her like this! Lying on the ground, with nothing but her bag.”

A man said something that you couldn’t quite catch.

“Yes. I went through it. No weapons, just…weird things. Like this.”

Your eyes snapped open to see Dina rooting around in your backpack, pulling out your laptop. You were laid horizontally on a table in some warmly lit home.

“Hey!” you said. She turned around, along with a tall, buff man at her side. “Be careful with that. That has all my homework on it.”

“See?” Dina whispered. “Do you think she hit her head or something, Joel?”

Joel frowned, picking up your laptop despite your protests. “I haven’t seen one of these in…I can’t even remember how long. And I’ve never seen one this slim before. Where’d you say you got this, er…”

“Y/N,” Dina supplied.

“From my university,” you said. There was a fire that crackled somewhere behind you, and it sounded comforting. “They provide all students with laptops. That’s how we do most of our schoolwork.”

“Let me guess,” said Joel. “You from the North? A place called Terra Something?”

“That’s a real thing?” Ellie came from around the corner, standing with her arms crossed. She’d changed out of her heavy winter coat and was instead wearing a dark gray hoodie with the strings tied into a bow.

“Never been there myself,” he said. “But when I was doing supply runs back in Boston we always heard whispers of a safezone in Canada. For rich assholes who had some even richer survivalist friends. The Fireflies attempted to break in for years, but they could never find it.”

“So, like a QZ?” asked Ellie, looking genuinely curious.

“What’s a QZ?” you asked. No one acknowledged it.

“Not quite,” said Joel. “No FEDRA. With no military presence, I’m sure it was a hell of a lot cushier living there. Wasn’t it, Y/N?”

“I don’t have anything to compare it to,” you said. “But, yeah. I guess it was nice. It was just normal, I guess. Nothing extraordinary.”

“You’re wearing a cashmere scarf,” Joel pointed out. “That’s not what I’d call normal in the apocalypse.”

You blushed, pulling at the fringes of said black scarf. The fabric was thin and soft, impossibly warm against your bare neck. “It didn’t—it doesn’t feel like the apocalypse in Terranova.”

“And how’d you make it all the way out here?”

“I’m a research assistant for a professor attempting to invent travel at the speed of light,” you said. “We just hooked it up to a different wire today. It short-circuited and when my professor and I rushed to shut it off, he spilled his tea on me and the prototype. Next thing I knew, I woke up here.”

Joel blinked. “What now?”

“I know it sounds crazy,” you said, defensively pulling your knees to your chest. “But I’m telling the truth, honestly. Plus, look at me.” You let go of your scarf and held out your hands, letting the glow of the fire catch the immaculate pearl polish on your fingers. “Do I look like someone who’s traveled from Canada to wherever I am now?”

“She’s got a point,” said Dina, nodding thoughtfully. “It really must be nice where you come from to have hands like that. It doesn’t look like you’ve done a day of work in your life. Reckon you could take us back with you?”

Joel sent her a stern look. “What did you parents do to gain access to a place like that? You the daughter of the president or something?”

“No. They just got lucky,” you explained. “They were summering in Canada and happened to befriend the founders of Terranova right before outbreak day.”

“‘Summering’,” repeated Joel. “It’s been a while since I heard someone use a season as a verb. Somehow it’s not been long enough.”

You cringed.

“I’m not gonna lie, it’s a little disappointing to hear that folks like your parents are still living in the lap of luxury, even after the world ended,” said Joel. “A part of me hoped that karma would get ‘em.”

“I didn’t realize how bad it was out here,” you said defensively. “They didn’t even tell me about…what was that that tried to kill me out there? Walkers?”

“Runners,” Ellie supplied. She watched you quietly from her position leaning up against the couch.

“You ran into one?” asked Joel, another wrinkle appearing in his forehead. “Ellie, have you checked her for bites?”

Ellie’s freckled face paled as she swore. “Fuck. No, I forgot. I should’ve done it in the clearing.”

“Well, better now than never. Listen, I gotta meet up with Tommy. You check ‘er. You got a gun ready, just in case?”

“Excuse me?” you scoffed, looking thoroughly scandalized. “What do you mean, just in case?”

“I’ll be outside,” said Dina, following Joel as he left the door.

“How come it’s my job?” Ellie called after them. “No one asked me how I felt about this!”

The door banged shut in reply. She turned back to face you, her lips set into a firm line. “Fine. Take your coat off. Let’s make this quick.”

“I didn’t feel anything bite me,” you said, grabbing your knees tighter to your chest. Ellie was intimidating and scary, and you rather liked how you currently wore an extra layer of protection.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s what they all say.” She walked over to you, grabbing your scarf and unwinding it from your neck. “Shit. Is this what Joel called cashmere?”

“Yeah,” you said, watching as she stared at the fabric pooled in her hands. “It’s nothing special, really. Everyone wears them in Terranova.”

Ellie stared at you. “Can you stop saying Terranova? I swear it’s every third word that comes out of your mouth. I honestly couldn’t give a shit about whatever fantasyland you grew up in while the rest of us dealt with the real world.”

You opened your mouth, then thought better of it and closed it. It was discombobulating to hear a stranger swear so often at you.

Ellie knocked your hands from your knees and stared down at you. “Are you actually gonna make me take off everything myself? Do they have hired help to unzip your coats in Terra Novella?”

“Terranova.”

Ellie let out a sharp sigh, then lunged for the zipper near your throat.

“Okay, okay, fine,” you said, yanking yourself away and pulling your zipper down to reveal your standard lab outfit—a satiny button up shirt tucked into slacks. You pulled the rest of your puffer off, letting it drop in a pile next to you.

“So,” you said as Ellie grabbed your arm, gently rolling up the fabric of your blouse and turning your forearm back and forth, “Is this, like, a normal thing? To have deranged people in the woods attack you like that?”

“They’re not people,” she said quietly. Satisfied with your left arm, she moved to the next and let your unbuttoned sleeve fall. “Not anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

Ellie’s fingers encircled your right wrist as she fiddled with your sleeve. They were warm as they brushed across your skin, just barely touching you. “You really don’t know? I thought you at least knew about outbreak day.”

“Of course I know about outbreak day,” you said defensively. “I’m not stupid.”

Ellie arched a brow.

“They told us that it was a virus,” you added. “That it was lethal and incredibly infectious. Is that not what happened?”

“It’s not a virus, it’s a fungus,” corrected Ellie, letting go of your sleeve and stepping back as you redid the buttons at your wrist. “And it doesn’t just kill. It turns you into—into something like what you saw today. You lose your mind. The only thing that matters to you is biting everyone and spreading the infection.”

“Oh.”

“I saw you get tackled. Did your legs get scratched up at all?”

“No,” you responded, feeling thankful that you wouldn’t need to take your pants off. In that moment, literally nothing seemed more embarrassing. Your hands had begun to shake again.

“Didn’t think so.”

“If it had bitten me, would that mean that I…I would get sick too?”

“Nice going, Sherlock,” said Ellie, returning to her spot against the couch. “Really stellar reasoning skills there.”

You pulled your knees back into your chest, the gravity of the situation sinking in. All this time you’d thought it was just a virus—a measly virus that killed. That it could be anything else had never occurred to you.

“Keep shaking and I’m going to start to think that you were bitten.” She smiled thinly at you from across the room.

“I’m sorry,” you said, your teeth bouncing against each other once before you clenched your jaw. “Please cut me some slack. This is just a lot to take in. If you’ll recall, I’ve just been the first person in history to undergo atomic dissolution and reassembly. It’s a wonder I’m still alive.”

“Welcome to the club,” said Ellie, her eyes narrowed. “It’s a wonder any of us are alive.”

Your lips pressed tightly together as you sat, trying your best not to lose it at her. You’d always been brought up to be kind, to be forgiving and sweet and polite. After all, there was never any reason not to be. Terranova’s culture put a heavy emphasis on keeping the peace no matter what. Your parents rarely ever raised their voices. Your professors kindly and respectfully asked their pupils to settle down if they were too noisy, but since you were all brought up with impeccable manners, such instances were few and far between. It just wasn’t a thing to chew strangers out. Such behavior was only reserved for extraordinary situations of the like you’d never experienced. Speaking of manners…

“Thank you,” you said, finally. Yeah, you could be the bigger person.

Ellie’s gaze snapped up to you, her brow furrowed. “Huh?”

“For saving me,” you clarified, avoiding her eyes. They were uncomfortably piercing. “Sorry. I should’ve thanked you earlier. That was rude of me. And I’m also sorry for just barging in here. I promise it wasn’t on purpose. Trust me, I would do anything to be back home right now.”

“I bet you would.” Her eyes dropped briefly to your hands, unblemished and smooth as they clutched your knees. Not even a cuticle was out of place, a result of your weekly manicures and daily lotion habit.

“Sorry,” you said again, feeling heat rise in your cheeks once again. “I probably sound so insufferable and spoiled to you.”  

“Just—” She paused, frowning. “Just stop apologizing. It’s fine. It’s not your fault, or whatever.” The words seemed to pain her.

“What’s a QZ?” you asked. Now that you’d had a moment to draw in a few deep breaths, your hands were steady once again.

“Quarantine Zone,” said Ellie. “Established by what was left of the government for those of us normal people. There are a couple scattered around the country in the big cities.”

“Did you live in one? What’re they like?”

She was about to answer when the door banged open.

“Ellie!” Dina’s voice was breathless. “Joel wants me and you to go out and finish the patrol route together. She alright?”

“I’m fine,” you said quickly, hanging your legs off the table and reaching for your puffer.

“God, I fucking love that shirt,” said Dina. “Can I touch it? It looks so soft.”

You had a feeling that you would get on well with her. “Sure.”

“It’s not that soft,” said Ellie from the couch.

“Shut up, Ellie!” Dina walked over to you, grabbing the dangling fabric from your loose sleeves and letting it thread through her fingers. “Sorry about her, Y/N. She’s just like that sometimes.”

“Dina!”

Dina ignored Ellie’s protests, giving you a look full of mirth as she stepped back. “For the record, it was that soft.”

“You couldn’t wear it anywhere,” argued Ellie. “It looks ridiculous. Infected would just snag right onto the sleeves. That’s only if you didn’t get tangled up in a tree from all that loose fabric first.”

“There’s not an abundance of trees or sick fungus people in my research lab,” you said awkwardly. “So that’s not really something that crossed my mind when I got ready this morning.”

“Ha!” Dina’s eyes scrunched. “Ellie, be nice. Maybe she’ll claim us both as her long-lost sisters and get us into wherever she came from, but she’s not gonna if you keep acting like this.”

“It’s okay,” you said, shrugging. “I get it. I can’t even begin to imagine how much different your lives are out here. And, I mean, I probably could if you wanted. I’m pretty sure that all you need is a connection and a negative test for whatever the fungus is called.”

“See?” Dina gestured towards you. “Listen to her. She’s so wholesome.”

“I’d be wholesome too if I led the kind of life where I didn’t know about the infected and got to wear dumb shirts like that all day.”

Dina huffed. “Listen, Y/N, Ellie and I are gonna finish up with patrolling. I’m assuming you want to stay in Jackson until you figure everything out?”

You nodded. “If that’s alright. I don’t mean to impose.”

“We’ll talk to Maria and Tommy once we get back and see about getting you set up somewhere temporarily,” said Dina. “For now, you can just stay at Ellie’s until we finish up. Sound good?”

“Dina!” protested Ellie. “You’re just gonna leave her here unattended without even asking me?”

“What’s she gonna do? Ransack the town? With what weapon, Ellie? Her bare hands? She looks like she’d be blown over if I breathed too hard in her direction.”

You flushed. Sure, you’d never really seen much of a point of bulking up and working out when you were nothing but a student who spent all of her time goofing off with wires and telescopes, but it was humbling to have it pointed out so blatantly.

“She wouldn’t make it a day outside,” continued Dina. “I don’t think she’s stupid enough to try anything. Isn’t that right, Y/N?”

You blinked. “I mean, yeah. I’ve never spent a day without electricity and hot running water, so I’m not really clambering to leave and live in the woods.”

Ellie sighed sharply. “Fine. Cool. Whatever. Just stay where you are, okay? And don’t even think about touching anything.”

~

By the time that she returned with Joel, you were sitting at the table, 2 chapters deep into the one textbook you’d brought along with you for one of your courses.

“Glad to see the house still standing,” Joel quipped as he worked his heavy coat off his shoulders and pulled his boots off. Ellie trailed behind him, hanging up her coat and pulling off a pair of black gloves. “Ellie was concerned you’d raze the whole town.”

“I’m honored that she thinks me so capable,” you said in response, wincing as you had to dogear your textbook, your bookmarks and sticky notes tucked safely in your dorm desk far away.

Ellie sent you an irritated look before her gaze dropped to the textbook in your lap. It lingered for a moment, just long enough for you to know that she was reading the title Exoplanetary Systems.

“Tommy and Maria have decided to let you stay until you get back on your feet,” said Joel, oblivious to the hostility coming from Ellie. “There’s a cottage down the street that’ll be ready for you to move into soon. For now, you can stay with us. There’s an extra room across the hall from Ellie’s.”

“That’s too kind of you,” you said, your voice smooth and gracious after years of having your manners picked apart by your parents.  

Joel looked mildly uncomfortable. “Uh, yeah. Don’t mention it. You know how to ride a horse?”

“Yeah, a little.”

“Good,” said Joel. “Can you shoot, too?”

You stared. “Uh, shoot what?”

“A gun,” said Ellie slowly. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her mouth contorted into a scowl. She did not seem overjoyed at the prospect of a new housemate.

“No,” you said. Your ears felt like they were on fire. “There’s, uh, a strict ban on guns in Terr–where I grew up. There was no reason to shoot anything.”

Joel whistled. “Well, imagine that. So maybe we won’t put you on patrol just yet. We’ll find something else for you to do. Got any other skills?”

Before you answered, Joel picked up your bag and peered inside of it. “Say, is this a bag of coffee?”

He pulled out the bag of coffee grinds that you’d picked up at the cafe.

“Yeah!” you said. “Before the, uh, accident, my professor sent me to get him tea from the cafeteria. I ended up picking those up since my roommate and I were out. You drink coffee?”

“Not much anymore,” said Joel, picking up the bag and weighing it back and forth. “It’s hard to come by out here. You have to pay an arm and a leg to get just a bit. I haven’t seen a bag like this since before the outbreak.”

“It’s yours,” you said quickly. “I don’t even really like coffee. I just drank it because my roommate would make me a cup.”

Joel shook his head and placed it back in your bag. “No, I couldn’t do that. I’d probably have to trade my whole arsenal plus a horse to get something this big.”

“Please, I insist,” you said. “It’s the least I can do. It’s just going to sit in my bag anyway. You’d appreciate it more.”

“Well…” Joel gave you a considering look. “I s’pose this could cover your work for a few weeks until either we find another job for you or Ellie teaches you to shoot.”

“Joel!” Ellie interjected. “I have my own shit to do.”

“That’s really generous of you,” you said, smiling at Joel. “But you could honestly just take the bag—no need to offer any reimbursement.”

Joel grunted and picked the bag up again, slinging it onto the counter behind him. “Maria’s never gonna believe me until she sees this. Full bag of monsoon malabar…didn’t even think they had that shit anymore…” He continued to mumble to himself as he shuffled around, opening and closing cabinets behind you.

When you looked back up, Ellie was staring again at your book, a line in her brow.

“You can borrow it, if you’d like.” You pushed the book towards her as a poor attempt to call a truce between you two. “It’s not like I actually need to do the reading anymore. I’m already missing lecture.”

You winced at the thought of getting behind in your classes. In the very likely case you weren’t getting back in the next few days, you’d probably need to take a gap semester and return in the fall, delaying your graduation date another 4 months. Your parents were going to kill you. This was going to create an unfillable hole in your resume. “Shooting a gun” and “riding horses” were not acceptable activities to explain away why you took a whole season off.

“No thanks,” said Ellie, pushing it back to you. “Keep it. I don’t want it.”

“It’s about solar systems outside of our locale,” you continued. “There’s a bunch of them. It’s actually really interesting.”

“It doesn’t really sound like it,” she said, but there was no venom behind her voice—just something that sounded like exhaustion.  

“Maybe not.” You sighed, deflated. So much for a white flag. “I guess it must seem pretty ridiculous to you.”

Ellie stood there, her arms still crossed and her frown deep. “Joel,” she said, speaking over your shoulder, “I’m going out. I’ll see you later.”

“Don’t do anything stupid,” said Joel. You could hear him bustling around in what you assumed was a kitchen, filling a kettle with water and lighting the gas top stove.

When you turned back around, Ellie was already out the door, coat slung over her arm as she shut it.

Before the door closed entirely, her eyes snapped up to meet yours like she knew you’d been watching her.

She was gone before you had the chance to lift your hand to wave goodbye.

again apologies for this if you’ve made it this far. please confiscate my laptop. part 2 coming soon (?) if u want also im not an astrophysics student im a thickheaded cs student who barely survived ap physics so im sorry if i’m doing a disservice to the academic field of astronomy idk shit about it 

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x oc #ellie williams self insert #ellie williams x y/n

[faghubby]

BECOMING A JOBSITE Slut

My name is Paul, I have become a sissy Cuckold. After Julie, my wife of 16 years caught me wearing her panties. After much discussion and explanation. I confessed I had been crossdressing since I was 11. Julie allowed me to continue openly with my fetish. Buying me my own lingerie to wear. After a few months, Julie confessed that she had an affair. She told me she had trouble seeing me as a manly man. Again we spoke in length about this. She concluded she would Cuckold me. I agreed but set a condition of length of time she could see any one lover. I discovered I loved knowing she was meeting someone. And often helped her get ready for her Date. She made sure I was always at least dressed in panties when she met with a man.

"Paul would you like to wear panties all the time?" Julie asked one day as she got ready to meet one of her lovers. She smiled a little and picked a bra out of my drawer.

"Wear this tonight as well" she told me. I removed my shirt and but it on.

"When I get home, I want you wearing this as well" she pulled out a long satin pink nightie. "I think it's time we expanded your fetish" she informed me. I put on a bulky sweatshirt to hide the bra. She stepped close rubbing against me.

"When was the last time you and I" she asked nibbling on my ear.

"Three months" I let out a low moan.

"You rub yourself thru panties don't you. Hoping to touch me like real men do" she teased me. "If you behave yourself I would be willing to help you with that" she kissed my neck. She finished getting ready and left. Leaving me home with our daughters. We had convinced them that their mom was taking night courses at the community college. Leaving me two sometimes three nights a week with the girls Abby 13 and Keri 15.

I had asked her about men she met. But she never shared any details. As I sat watching TV with our girls Julie sent me a text.

/How do you feel about becoming more feminine?/

/what do you mean?/ I responded

/I thought you might like it if you shaved your legs/

/I don't know what would I tell people if they noticed/ I replied

/that you are a sissy that wears panties/ she told me

/ he is hear I have to go/

The rest of the evening I couldn't get it out of my head. I would love to shave I thought but I couldn't could I? I waited up for Julie. She came home after midnight.

"Did you behave yourself? " She cooed as she slid into bed. Her hands slid over the nightie. She was naked.

"Did you think about what I mentioned ?" She asked. I nodded

"You would like it wouldn't you?" She asked as her hand rubbed my throbbing erection thru the nightie and panties. My fingers slid into her. She was wet and full of cum.

"Lick your fingers, taste him" she told me. I hesitated so she dipped her finger in and pushed it into my mouth.

"I want you to eat his cum out of me" Julie told me moving to sit on my face. As she lowered herself I stuck out my tounge and licked her creampied pussy.

"From now on you will be my lesbian wife when we are in bed." She informed me. She made me clean every drop of cum from her before she got up. I was still hard and throbbing

" You don't get to cum until I see you smooth." She told me. Then she laid next to me. And showed me a video of her sucking a huge black cock. She slept naked rubbing against me. I woke early.

It was Saturday, I went and filled the tub. And soaked I had seen Julie shave her legs dozens of times and followed her example as I started to remove my hair. It took forever but my legs where smooth. I drained the tub. Then refilled it after thinking I looked silly. I shaved NY public hair as well then figured my stomach and chest. As I did Julie came in to pee still naked. She didn't say a word until she was done. Then she took my arm and lifted it applied soap and shaved my pit.

"My sissy husband is going to look so cute" she kissed my cheek.

I shaved my other pit. I rinsed off and got out of the tub. Julie laid out a bra and panties on the bed for me. I slid them on. Julie had me lay next to her on the bed. Then showed me a video of her riding a cock. I watched as the cock slid in and out of her.

"Isn't his cock amazing" she teased as she rubbed me thru my panties. When the video ended she had another with an even bigger cock.

"It's so big, look at how veiny it is. See how much he comes" she teased till I came in my panties. She removed my panties and pushed them into my mouth.

"Sissies love cum, theirs or other mens" she told me. She slid a tiny thong up my legs. I got up and got dressed as she removed the panties from my mouth. I got dressed but when I put on a bulky shirt she stopped me.

"It's way to warm to wear that" and handed me a tee shirt. I could see my bra thru the shirt if I looked close. Julie went to shower. I hid in the bedroom to avoid the girls.

"What are you doing? " Julie asked. As she got out of the shower. She slid on a dress. Without panties or a bra.

"Since you wear them I don't have to" she told me. She then forced me out of the room. The girls were up. I was very nervous would they notice something. Julie was very plawful often grabbing my ass or pinching a nipple. The girls ignored us as usual.

That night Julie crawled into bed naked. Her hands roamed my body.

"How is my little sissy boi?" She teased rubbing my ass. She pulled the back of my thong down and her finger teased my hole.

"You want me to don't you?" She asked pinching my nipple with her other hand. "There is a box on the top shelf of my closet" she told me smacking my ass as I got up to get it.

"No peeking" she sang out. I found it and bought it to her. I crawled back into bed.

"Do you know what's in here?" She asked. I nodded.

"I thought you might, such a bad girl always in my things. I felt her apply lube to my hole. There where several sex toys in that box. I then felt as she pushed something hard against my ass.

"Relax, let him in baby" she told me. Then a burst of pain shot thru me I jumped as the head of her toy had slid into my ass. She held it still and waited.

"Shh relax get used to his size" Julie whimpered. She slowly started to work it in and out. The pain subsided.

"That's it baby, I knew you would like it" she told me. Soon I heard myself moaning.

"That's it faggot fuck yourself on his cock" Julie praised as I released I was pushing back to meet her thrust.

"OH your little pee pee is leaking all over " Julie laughed. As my panties where soaked in cum.

"I want you to buy a chastity cage and lock your little clit up" she told me. As she now thrust the toy in and out in long fast motion

She didn't stop until she had worked every drop of cum out of me.

The next day I ordered a chastity cage. Julie made sure I got the right one. Saying the one I picked was way to big. She also had me order a bigger dildo and a strapon harness. Along with a series of butt plugs that each got larger.

By the end of the week I was locked in a 2 inch cage and wore a pink thong as I left for work. I was aroused constantly but unable to get hard. When I bent over at work and Antony saw my pink thong. He didn't say a word just pushed me into a store room.

"What the fuck" I started.

"Don't start fag" he said. We had been friends for 10 years. Work together hang out together. But now he was pulling my thong up giving me a wedgie.

"I can explain" I started but he just pulled out his cock.

"I am not gay" I tried to tell him but he just pushed me over some boxes. He grabbed some grease from his tool box and quickly lubed hos cock. Then slid it into my smooth well trained ass. He fucked me right there I didn't even try and stop him. After a few minutes he pulled out and shot his load all over my ass. I fixed my pants as he stepped out I waited a few moments then followed. We didn't speak about it. On the way home I debated telling Julia. But as soon as I saw her I confessed to what had happened.

"Did you like being Anthony's bitch? Was he big? Did you suck his cock? She rattled off before I could answer. She then pulled out a douche.

"You need to clean your faggot pussy she told me" smacking my ass sending me to the bathroom she made me use two douche as an enema.

"You need to carry lube so he doesn't use that grease again." She told me. "When you suck his cock you will be better at telling me how big he is" after a shower she led me to bed. I was still naked as she cuddled me close. Her fingers playing with my ass.

"You want me to fuck you?" She asked biting my neck I tried to crawl onto her lap. She just smiled.

"Go get your play box" she told me. I got up and bought her the box. She picked a medium plug and lubed it. Then handed it to me.

"Put it in" she smiled she had always done it but I took the plug and worked it in till it sucked in and settled. As it did I moaned.

She then stood and put on her strapon over her clothes.

"Take it in your mouth, I will teach you how to suck Antony's cock" she said running her hands through my hair. She walked told me to kiss her cock, then lick it how to add saliva so it would slide down my throat. To cradle and suck his balls. And told me that I should swallow. I couldn't take it in my throat yet but Julia let me stop after 45 minutes. My Jaw and throat where sore.

When I got up the next morning Julia had picked out my clothes. She laid out a pink lace thong with a matching bra. And stay up pink stockings. For me to wear under my work clothes. I put everything on and Julia spirtzed me with her perfume.

"Antony will love it" she told me. Handing me a small tube of lube I could fit in my pocket.

"I know " she smiled sensing my hesitation "but I don't want you to say no, I want you to be his little faggot" she told me. And handed me my lunch. She had used her lunch bag it was pink with flowers on it. I frowned. But took it. As soon as I got to work Antony stopped me sitting in my car.

"About yesterday" he started I just stared at the steering wheel.

"I been going through shit with the wife and you" he tried to explain. He seemed shaken by it all. I don't know why but I reached out towards him without even looking and put my hand on his thigh.

His legs spread alittle. I slid my hand up.

"I am not mad about it" I told him still unable to look at him. He moved my hand up his thigh. I felt his cock through his pants. I rubbed him alittle then he got out of the car.

"Cute stockings " he said as he watched me get out of the car and my angels showed. As we went inside he held the door for me and his hand smacked my ass. We worked till break then he followed me to the bathroom pushing me into a stall. I sat on the toilet and fumbled with his belt and zipper. I pulled out his quickly hardening cock. And took it in my mouth. I did everything Julia had showed me. After 5 minutes Antony grabbed my hair and drove his cock down my throat I couldn't breath I couldn't even gag. He fucked my throat as I tried to relax. Then pumped his cum down into my stomach.

I was a mess snot and tears rolling down my face along with the remains of his cum. I tried to clean up as he left. Again he said nothing about it the rest of the day. Till he met me out by my car.

"Does Julia know?" He asked. I nodded. And handed him the small tube of lube.

"She gave me this in case" I mumbled. He just smiled. And led me to his truck he opened the door door me. Then drove me out to the far side of the job. We where far away from everything back behind a huge dirt pile. He pulled out his cock.

"GET OVER HERE AND RIDE THIS THEN" HE TOLD ME LUBING HIS COCK.

I did as he said sitting on his lap cowgirl style. I rode his cock. He wasn't forcing me I was riding him I thought. He filled my ass with cum. Then drove me back to my car. I drove home. Julia was waiting she had a million questions.

"He was thick, thicker then her strapon. And about 6 inches long I told her. That night she had me shave again. And in the morning purple lingerie bit added a pair of her jeans. Antony treated me differently not letting me lift heavy things. Always walking behind me. He fucked me everyday. Sometimes at work other times after. Julia kept encouraging me to do more. After two weeks i didn't even argue when she shaped my eyebrows and applied a little cover up before I went to work. I had not had any type of sex with Julia in that time. She had been seeing someone but she never said a word about him.

I had not known that Julia had started to tell people that I was gay. Until we went to a party one night. I noticed my friends openly flirted with her.

"Cute outfit" one of her friends Maggie said to me smacking my ass. I panicked knowing I was wearing ladies slacks with the zipper on the side. Another friend of mine led my wife away.

"Don't worry sweety, she just needs to get laid" Maggie told me her hand pulling my thong up higher.

"Shhh everybody knows darling. It's ok" she said as I started to panic. Maggie got me another drink then another. I was getting pretty tipsy. MAggie had un buttoned most of my shirt so my black lace bra was on display. I had not even noticed.

"Julia is back" Maggie said turning me around. The smile on her face made me happy.

"Don't you look scrumptious" she giggled her hand reaching under my bra and pinching my nipples.

"I am full of your friends cum, would you like to find a place to eat it all." She whispered then led me upstairs to a bedroom.

"John and Randy both filled me up" she informed me dropping her skirt she wore no panties. And cum had run down her thigh.

I knelt and licked her.

"Is it better then Antony's" she asked me. I didn't answer as a huge glob of cum fell on my tounge. I sucked it all out before she let me stop. Just as I stood the door opened and in walked my boss. He quickly undressed Julia the rest of the way.

"Take off your pants" he told me I did as instructed.

"Now go back to the party " Julia told me as my boss buried his cock into her ass. I hesitated but then did as told I got a lot of cat calls as I went downstairs. Everyone knew for sure I thought. Maggie took me under her wing again bit this time bent me over a table and had fun shoving this up my ass. First a bottle neck but soon people tried all sorts of things. I don't know how long before Julia came and took me home. I ate my bosses cum from her as she drove us home. I got demoted to the tool room after that at work. Often having different guys come down needing their tools cleaned and oiled. I was the jobsite whore. Often wearing a dress to work. And Julia continued to fuck my Boss.

[chewwypepsicola]

can i ask for any color gang + purple specific headcanons? ALSO what did u think of episode 30 :)

RAAAHHH i love sharing hcs okay here we go, ill limit myself to 6 per character so this doesnt get overwhelming or boring heheheh

General stuff, oldest to youngest i see them like this: green, purple, blue, yellow, red, second. i HC that stickfiguresfighting.dotcom is actually a job they all had and that was the way they met (before second), Yellow wanted independence, Green overall just needed to start making money, Red wanted to really fight other people and he dragged Blue along Following up, Blue and Red are siblings, Blue being the oldest and often looking after Red when they were small.

WITH THAT OUT OFTHE WAY.

GREEN: - AUTISM - Oldest of the group but actually a middle child in a very loud household, he loves his family but he's very likely to have wished for a more comfortable space so thats why he moved out rather quickly and got that job - Noise cancelling earphones yesyes - genderfluid any prns pansexual icon - He HATES PDA (public displays of affection) this is a running joke i have that has developed into a proper HC haha, he always makes faces and gagging noises when YellowBlue are being gay in his general field of vision -Following up, despite hating PDA, he's super super affectionate in private when in a relationship, when in public or out of the confiness of his room he's more subtle like knees bumping against eachother under the table or soft looks across a room, THIS IS OF COURSE ALL IN REALTION TO PURPLE, SORRY, I AM A GREENPURPLE ENJOYER.

PURPLE: - My baby my baby youre my baby say it to meeee, thats not HC thats just my honest to go reaction to anything purple avm - Boy might be dog shit at fighting but he's so good at everything else i swear to god, he's super flexible and has a great amount of body strenght since we see him doing all sorts of stunt and gymnatics plus we see him being reasonably good at parkour, which in turn i have decided to take as "oh okay so he kicks ass at parkour he's the best and no one would ever be able to beat him noted." - I think he's decent at cooking but terrible at baking. Not even minecraft cakes come out right when he makes them. - They/he transmasc ourple sorry woa who said that?!?! (also mlm)

BLUE: - ELDEST DAUGHTER SYNDROME woa who said that?!?! what! - These are just canon but stoner epic skater girlfriend material she's so cool and epic - she/him bigender lesbian WOAH! - Alright you got me i'll elaborate on the eldest daughter stuff. SO BASICALLY. in my mind palace since i have decided that he and red are siblings Blue ends up being the oldest of the two, they have a singular parent so this makes Blue go thru the epic /s experience of having to take care of his little brother and their parent, giving up on childhood and dealing w responsabilities she shouldn't have. You might ask where the fuck did this come from and ill reply I HAVE NO CLUE THEY WRITE THEMSELVES OKAY!? - Blue is doing better now if you wanna know how fucked up that syndrome is just google it real quick you will be hit with the force of three trucks, shes an epic stoner gamer girl that likes to now play pranks on his little brother and be a menace. he's still a caretaker at heart and thats why he mostly tasks herself with doing most of the cooking. - THIS ONE IS BASICALLY STOLEN FROM THAT OTHER TUMBLR USER BUT UHH chronic pains after the lava incident yes brilliant send tweet

YELLOW: - Youngest child in a normal nuclear family, has an oldest sibling, relationships w family are not terrible but he always wished he would get more attention and always felt left aside when he tried to talk about his passions and interests - this guy is autism for sure! - he/him transmasc lesbian sorrey bleh - insomniac i share this hc w everyone else in the fandom this guy is just crasy insane and needs blue to remind him to take his sleeping pills and go to bed - after the LAVA incident and blue struggling to walk down the stairs of their house i think everyone agreed to rearrange the rooms and let blue have the bottom one, those two since they are a couple decided to just share a room and yellow made his old room a sort of study or overall "work" room so that he would not bother blue at night

RED: - ADHD (EXPLOSION GIF) - not a single thought behind those eyes but somehow still so smart and just as capable as everyone else OUGH - fisically strongest, not saying he's the best at combat he simply can pack the hardest punch but he might not be doing it the right way and thus hurting himself in the process - SPEAKING OF, ISNT IT FUCKED UP HOW FAR HE PUSHES HIMSELF?! now that we bring up 30 and everything that came before it i just could Not help but notice the way red passed out like three times during that whole battle, that boy had multiple broken bones and was running on pure adrenaline fighting w his own body to not give up, despite being the one more battered and bruised he kept standing back up and throwing himself right in the line of fire he makes me so sad OUGH -he/him transman realness mlm PHEW - i think that second and he passed out on the couch they moment they all realize they were out of danger you could not wake up those two up for a week they needed the rest SECOND: -trying my best to not run out of ideas here cause i know i have many hcs relating to them but also ive already wrote down a phew a while ago let me think uhhh - youngest. baby of the group, but for some fucked up reason he has decided to take on the "im the more responsible one here i need to look after all of you" role like a DUMMY - it makes very sad to think of him worrying himself so much w the safety of the others cause he has seen first hand that they are way more fragile than him, he doesnt know WHY he endured so many of Dark's attacks in ShowDown but he knows he did and he remembers vividly seeing his friends fight for their lives right in front of his eyes, of course he is going to be burdened with that weight. - Second has terrible separation anxiety that's not even a HC thats basically canon he can not be at ease until everyone is together and he is reasssured that they are okay OUGH (sounds of crying) - Little guy has awful nightterrors that leave him just sitting at the edge of his bed staring off at nothing until he falls asleep again, Green caught him one night and was like "hey you good why are you sleeping sitting like that?" and Second had to explain and Green offered to sleep w him so he would be more comfortable, Second now tends to ask green or red to keep him company when it happens smiles

OKAY THATS ALL!!! as usual i shall share a doodle, please forgive any grammar and spelling mistakes english isnt my first language we are doing the best we can over here hahah, here's the doodle! with my family headcanons for the colors and an extra "family photo" for the hollowheads haha

#THANK YOU WHOEVER READ TILL THE END WAAAAAA #love these guys they run around my head like little hamsters #ene answers #avm #animation vs minecraft #avm purple #avm green #avm red #avm blue #avm yellow #avm the second coming #PHEW #ene does art #while we are at it

[landwriter]

currents 🌊

Tagged by @carnelianmeluha and @sleepsonfutons!

Current time: 9:29 PM

Current mood: bleary, pleased, vaguely optimistic

Current activity: am more soup* than person today so literally just been existing. (*and NOT a vichyssoise let me tell ya)

Currently thinking about: lesbians, beds, lesbian beds; the level of skill it takes to get a sinus headache in the middle of summer; having a late dinner through the sheer power of thinking about it very hard; cancelling enrollment in two summer classes that start tomorrow to work on Other Projects instead; needing to buy aerial straps still, do my biz bookkeeping, and put the blueberries and peonies in the ground; half-formed travel plans and road trips; baby shower gifts; maybe doing a shoot tomorrow morning &c. or: the usual dull roar of adhd <3<3<3

Current favourite character: hob gadling ofc

Current favourite song: v fave song agnostic but Lucius' Million Dollar Secret has been rotating in my head for months. could also do Blue Swede's Hooked on a Feeling at karaoke from memory rn

Currently reading: haven't started/bought it yet but need to read The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo for my book club with the girlies in (checks notes) less than 48 hours. will be hella currently reading that tomorrow probably haha oh god it's 400 pages ope

Currently watching: sorry for sounding insufferable but ~the night falling outside~ i'm sorry, i don't super do shows ahahah. need to watch bound (1996) though!! maybe as a treat if i make it thru this week

Current wips: secret big project, even more secret (non-fandom!) project, oaths coda once those two are done, then in no particular order: retired!dream thing about betraying bodies and queer sex, the 70s san francisco au aka lighthouses, the accidental actual lighthouse au ft gothic romance and monsterfucking, 80s noir thriller Just Like Love sequel

tagging, with no pressure at all: @moorishflower @fishfingersandscarves @softest-punk @broomsticks @historyandqueershenanigans & anyone who wants to give us a status update

#tag game #currently

[201xs]

ranking wander over yonder characters by how likely they arw to age regress

wander- 10/10 this guy is over a thousand years old and he loves playing games and being silly + curious and hopeful and its implied he had a rough childhood. you already know

sylvia- 1/10 she is very calloused and tough and grew up like that. she rolls her eyes at anything too sappy (which is a core component of age regression tbh) and vents her frustrations thru punching bad guys and getting road rage. shed probably not be ready to explore age regression herself due to how inherently vulnerable it is but she could make a rly good CG if she let herself be open minded to it

lord hater- 6/10 kind of already is in a roundabout sort of way? he is very immature and reverts to this sort of whiny tantrum mode when he becomes overloaded with emotions (which is a lot). he indulges in childish joys like hot tubs and ice cream, water beds, elaborate vehicles that clearly parallel toys, and any flashy new weapons he thinks are cool (in a remarkably childish way). but at the same time he hates being seen as weak in any context and babifying himself would definitely count in his mind. i think mentally he has the right emotional cocktail to be agere but his complexes prevent him from developing upon or realizing it LOL

lord dominator- 0/10 the only thing that brings her joy is killing people. the only way she can be fixed is lesbian love.

commander peepers- 7/10 i feel like this is something he'd love to participate in in secret. we already know he likes playing with dolls (or "strategic figures"). he's always under a lot of stress, constantly working, fussing over everything, so he would need a way to relax and put his mind at ease... at a certain point i think itd just come naturally. hes also easily excitable, becomes childishly giddy when hes having fun, and has the same obsession with cool toy-like weapons as lord hater. he also does a ton of potentially embarrassing things when he's alone (measuring himself every day, listening to positive affirmation tapes, etc). also i know it in my heart to be true

brad starlight- 1/10 i think hes somewhat in the same boat as lord hater, where a lot of his villainy (or just awful behavior) stems from immaturity. but hes too full of himself and he already has way too many complexes to even be in the ballpark of age regression

[menalez]

can you give me hope about finding lesbian love by telling me about how good your relationship is

okay!! sooo my gf and i originally met thru an online dating app and bc i was still living n bahrain n she’s living in germany, we couldn’t meet for the first 7 months that we were talking on. we got to a point where we were calling each other every day and being on call together for 24+ hours and falling asleep on the call too (keep in mind she was already working full-time back then),,, it was nice bc we rly got to know each other n understand each other which also helped build a trust. after 7 months, it was nearing my bday, and so she used the money she earned to buy a ticket and meet me on my bday. she flew all the way to bahrain and when i was walking up to her at the airport to pick her up, her first words were “ur shorter than i thought” (im somewhere around 168/169 cm and she’s 153 cm….) and it was the end of july,, she stayed w me in my room and we kissed not long after bc we were smoking together n i said “we basically just kissed!” and she said “not good enough. i want the real thing” and i said “ok u can have the real thing” so that was our first kiss. anyways like 2 days later we were laying in bed and we were talking n she said sth about wanting us to be official or sth or we were both implying it and so i asked her if she’s saying that she wants to be my gf & she said yes & she asked me the same thing n i said yes. then 4 days later it was my 24th bday and she and my sister were sneaking around so she can wrap the gift she bought for me n then we went out for dinner w my family (found out that night that my homophobic uncle has a crush on her lool and he then found out that she’s with me n was pissed at both of us -_-) anyways she then gives me this present lmao and she tells me she was scared she’d get jailed for it and i was like girl chill… ur not going to jail over silly wrapping paper.

some time later she insisted that we hire a lawyer bc i was being discriminated against by the german immigration people with my visa and she even paid for it at first!! anyways it helped me get my visa in the end bc their delaying and rejection was unlawful lol and i ended up moving to germany & living with her about 2 months after we became officially gfs. fast forward to a year later (together for over a year & living together for almost exactly a year), we’ve travelled around germany & to another european country together, developed a shared hobby in bouldering, seen our bouldering idols, adopted a kitty together, celebrated 4 of our birthdays together, she’s surprised me for my bday, and more. here’s a recent pic of our lil family (she was sleeping n i was a mess hence my face being censored)

idk what else to add but mentioned everything i could think of 🥺 you’ll be able to find someone im sure,,, it just takes time & patience cause the lesbian dating pool is tiny but if i, a lesbian that was living in bahrain (where the hetero dating pool is limited nvm the lesbian one), could somehow find another lesbian n we not only got along n have aligning views n are compatible but also ended up loving each other then i don’t see why it wouldn’t be possible for u. before this relationship i had only ever been in abusive or toxic relationships, i rly felt hopeless n like im gonna die alone but im rly glad i didn’t settle for someone or give up bc otherwise i wouldn’t have found her 🥰❣️

[jrueships]

AHEM.

Why Jaren Jackson Jr. is a bottom: A List

1. The poor guy will do anything for attention from the team, ESPECIALLY from Ja.

2. Big guy that just wants to impress his tiny boyfriend (the same boyfriend that definitely tops him). He shows off just for the praise 😭

3. That one video of him doing that little tip-tap dance when Ja gave him the attention that he was practically begging for. IT WAS SO CUTE 😭😭😭

4. His outfits. He’s just showing off for his man (in hopes of something happening 🥰).

5. His legssssss. No way Ja doesn’t take advantage of his thighs. His thighs and ass are the main reasons why he’s the bottom. Always COVERED in h*ck*es.

6. Ja may be WAYYY shorter, but his personality is big. Jaren is WAYYY taller, but his personality is smaller (which is still quite big lol).

7. I almost view their relationship as a Kyle/DeMar type thing. If that makes sense?? Kyle and Ja are bossy and most people would assume they are both bottoms. But they aren’t. THEIR BIG GUYS ARE.

8. Jaren always looking at what Ja shows him on his phone. He’d do anything for that man to be happy (bottom behavior).

this was all off the top of my head, so it may not make total sense??? if i think of more reasons why i’ll tell you 😭😭😭

REAAAAAALLL!!!!!! IVE BEEN JUST READIN N READIN THIS AS A LITTLE DOG BISCUIT FOR ME... AN LITTLE TREAT <33 ... but i have decided to POP THIS BABY OUT N CELEBRATE WOOHOOO HAPPY DPOY JARENNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!! *posts ask containing listed statements on why you are a sheet clawer

happy dpoy ? confused and scared but still trying to act happy jasper the dolphin voice before tyler in a wig and heels evaporates his whole existence

FIOOORST of all,,, thank u for numbering these down bcs u KNOW I love love LOVEE tackling ALL my moots details this is so FUUUN!!!!!

1. The poor guy will do anything for attention from the team, ESPECIALLY from Ja.

LITERALLLYYYY!!! EXAAAACTLY!!!! YESSSSS!!!! made me whip out my 3 go to replies after listening to my friend hate on the same shit i hate or make THE REALEST points to ever point in the whole history of points, on the latter side FOSHURE!! youre literally so right tho like....

you can't look at him... at his ACTIONS!! and TELL me he is Not FOR THE TEAM!!! LIIIKE (i DONT listen to icespice i am NOT a munchI AM NO T A M U NCH‼️‼️)(I SAID LIKE BEFORE HER AND AFTER MEAN GIRLS OKAY!!!!!!) Everyone was lowkey getting a little jealous of the ABSOLUTE LEAASH brandon Clarke has had on jaren.... but like. Can You Blame Him. Clarke is GORGEOUS. He's like a 6'8 ja but more importantly without the mental problems. Ja acting out by being all 'alpha male whatever 🙄'.. he wanna be jarens man again soo bad. JA!! get this thru ur SKINNY BEAVIS N BUTTHEAD HEAD!!! jaren liked U bcs u were a LESBIAN!!! who is also bisexual. He will ALWAYS be YOUR LITTLE MEOW MEOW or whatever u guys roleplay in bed or discord lmfao WHEN URE AROUND!!! Jaren is just a very im gonna give up 110% of myself to whoever i happen to be around AND U GOTTA LEARN TO UNDERSTAND THAT!!!! like he literally opened his legs to u and ure like 5ft tall like. Let's not act like he has high standards now or something. He dreams of dill*n brooks. Daily. Not even nightmares. Full on straight up not straight wet dreams bro. Find your inner zen ja. Please. For the good of your baby mama (jaren.

2. Big guy that just wants to impress his tiny boyfriend (the same boyfriend that definitely tops him). He shows off just for the praise 😭

THE AMOUNT OF SHORT KING PROPAGANDA BEING PASSED RN!!! I AM TRULY LIVING Y E S !!! THIS THIS THIS!!!!

he said WHEN U FEELIN COCKY!! I M FEELIN COCKY!!!!!! .... u know... and if u feelin like... a certain COCKy.... just so happeningly around u know... someone submissive and breedable...ME then...you know... im still feelin kinda cocky too... namean 🥺👉🏿👈🏿..?

Ja pausing briefly in peace to read this 3:02 (minutes kept random to make it seem like jaren hasnt been agonizing & planning this text for over fifty days and nights) before he's about to tweet out another threat to yet another small child: ........ what 😑?

it's so cute... and a little sad 😭 like he wants him so bad. Walking all normal but suddenly prancing all giddy like a done up horse (unicorn) whenever ja even as much as LOOKS at him!! please jaren.... ure whining at this point. Salivating all over this little pebble of a man. This twig. i Love it, frankly. i Do. he needs this santas helpers d*ck and he needs it Bad .give it to him NOW, ja! RIGHT NOW.

TURDAE ‼️‼️

3. That one video of him doing that little tip-tap dance when Ja gave him the attention that he was practically begging for. IT WAS SO CUTE 😭😭😭

LIKE GET IT TOGETTHER JAREN!!! he is head over TIPPY TAPPY DANCEY H E E L S for that online thug it's SO funny 😭. Ja half assing to pretend hes a security guard like jaren started and jaren being so happy abt it 😭😭 when the bf agrees to be the rainbow pony to ur pink pony in ponyville. THEN WHEN DESMONDS TRYING TO JUST GET HIS INTERVIEW DONE JAREN PLOPS HIMSELF NEXT TO HIM MIMICKING HIS POSE?? STARING?? pulling out ALL the stupid little tactics to try and get him mr handsome to notice him.. then he scoots closer when he doesn't PLEASE babygirl!!! Daddy's working 😾. IMKIDDINGSORRYLMFAO i need to stop saying that ironically, people are gonna think imsrs.. Anyways. I took a screenshot but thanks to jarens long neck.. he looked like a roadside 4legged human-like creepypasta monster so. Nvm. BUT AFTER THAT HE TRIES LIKE? TAPPING DESMONDS giant hunk of an ARM! by God. I know what you are jaren! AND HE DOESNT EVEN GET NOTICED THERE??? like throughout that whole thing desmond didn't even look at him once 😭. AT LEAST JA SPARED THE POOR SOUL A SINGLE SECOND GLANCE FOR HIM TO GET ALL GIGGLY OVER!!!! Desmond is so cool guy who doesn't have a personality to him and only makes npc responses if any. I think jaren is kind of obsessed. He wants to suck his **** so bad. Maybe that's why ja spared him a crumb of attention. Like when u let the leash a lil long then suddenly keep it short. That's so mean. Do it Again, ja.

4. His outfits. He’s just showing off for his man (in hopes of something happening 🥰). 5. His legssssss. No way Ja doesn’t take advantage of his thighs. His thighs and ass are the main reasons why he’s the bottom. Always COVERED in h*ck*es.

combining because i am a GREAT THINKER 🗣!!!! but moving on YES!! TIMES A MILLION! The fact that jjj has admitted he has a habit of buying new clothes like everyday.... who do u have in mind when u buy those jarebear? Is it someone little that likes to hype up whatever cool new thing you've got interesting to him ? Hm? Suspicious.

H*CKIES ALONG HIS THIGHS PLEAAAAASEE PLE A SE!!! P L E ASE!!!! just ONE fic where someone tops him and leaves h*ckies ob those HUGEMONGO CHUN-LI thighs PLEASE anyone PLEASE!!!! IM TIRED OF US ONLY HAVING THE VISION!!@ WE NEED THIS IN PICTURE OR PAPER!!! N O W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i KNOW ja **** him *** i just KNOW he does he probably BITES it im so. LISTEN. THIS IS COMIN STR8 FROM THE SOURCE. I AM JUST THE MESSENGER!!! we know. We KNOW. Jaren ALWAYS wears compression leggings... and for What. FROM what? FROM WH O M?

For WHOM???? Ja's playing around pretending to help the pt stretch jarens legs by coming from the side or behind and he kinda grabs his thigh-like and grips it a little teasingly cus he knows.. it's a little Sensitive. From last night. Well it better be anyways. And his fingers squeeze near that inner thick of the thigh and jaren let's out a jolt and a lil HEY :oO !!!! That makes the pt guy usher ja out (he just thinks they're playin.. has no idea.) (Jaren intends to PLEASE JA. KEEP IT THAT WAY!!!) And ja snorts n snickers n scampers off Knowing that Jaren Knows HE knows. And jarens trying not to giggle, trying to keep his frowny face or roll his eyes like that wasn't anything but annoying. Like his face isn't feeling like a forestfire right now. it's Sick. it's Sickening. . . M o r e.

6. Ja may be WAYYY shorter, but his personality is big. Jaren is WAYYY taller, but his personality is smaller (which is still quite big lol).

HE IS A S H O R T KING!!@@! MAMA AYE!! i belive in his SHORT KING SUPREMACY!!! okay!! Jaren is but a mouse compared to his giant ego. When jaren tries shoving someone it's like... ok little guy. Let's get you to bed. When someone shoves ja it's Uh Oh. For Real. Top girlboss bottom malewife relationship my Beloved. LOVE hearing other's thoughts n comments on players personalities !!!! it's so cool!!

7. I almost view their relationship as a Kyle/DeMar type thing. If that makes sense?? Kyle and Ja are bossy and most people would assume they are both bottoms. But they aren’t. THEIR BIG GUYS ARE.

THIS IS.... I DO NOT GURANTEE UR SAFETY FROM THE KYLE/DEMAR GIRLIES. but i LOVE the idea behind it. Just because a person in the relationship has the fatter ass doesn't mean they can't top ok!!!!! Im so big behind this FLAT ASSES NEED LOVE TOO!!! Shoutout sauce gardner for leading the 2 dimensional bttm booty charge. I believe in you an them bones, my bratty bttm king. anyways... ur mind may be too great for this world... cherish it. Always. Big guys bottomimg... ure so real for this. My sibling in stronghold.

8. Jaren always looking at what Ja shows him on his phone. He’d do anything for that man to be happy (bottom behavior).

YHE PHONE OBSERVATION PLEAAASEEE !!! YES!!!!

Ja just looking up: How Do I Play Papa's Pizzareea On My Phobe. 💯

And jarens smiling and laughing and staring at dreamy like he's watching ja write up their marriage vows. Jaren thumbs up jas memes physically when they don't get thumbed up digitally on reddit. He's his little 6'10 cheerleader and he will live and die by the pompom. Giggling and twirling his hair and kicking his feet and getting all happy to write in his fuzzy pink princess diary abt how ja gave him a Cool and Aloof😎 Signaturely Awesome Sauce 😎 ja head nod of approval when jaren helps him spell restaurant in the Google maps. (Jaren also got it wrong and they were 25 minutes late to the restaurant) (their table was taken but ja took care of it.) (Don't Ask How.) This 6'10 man rlly makes himself SO babygirl all for these little gremlins to ignore or sometimes nod at. It's like snow white and the seven dwarvOKAY IM KIDDING IM SORRY LOL. jarens just so. All of This. Yeah. You really read him like a book 😭😭 caught him spread eagle LMFAO! i YEARN to hear more I REALLY DO!!! DO NOT BE SHY IN REMEMBRANCE........ this is for History. this is for... Ted .

#a whole ask on how jaren is a massive simpering pitiful and pathetic little simp for ja and the grizzlies #i WANT TO EAT THIS AND KEEP IT IN MY BELLY 4EVER!!!! #im so. #i lobe this #THANK U for writing this #me and the tumblr community needed this DESPERATELY u are doing a FINE WORK #if liking tall bttms were a crime we would be in capital hill or whatever state penitentiary whatever #LOCK US UP FOR HAVING TASTE !!! #we speak only the truth nothing but the truth ur honor i SWEAR IT!!!!!! #i love this. truly. thank u #old man voice as he holds ur one hand with his two old man hands #tha secret to love is...... #*barely alive quakey tone #bttm jaren jackson.... jrrrrrrrr #passes away and rots #ted asks #ted longer #ted sus #jaren #ja #des #clarke

[caroldantops]

Listen I know Carol is a mean sex goddess and we love her for it but also. girl has spent decades mostly alone, the only relationships we know of are a marriage of convenience on disneyworld and probably a one-night drunk hook-up with Val and her sex ed comes from the 80s. Girl sucks in bed and it is the most shocking realisation of SO many girls' lives because she still has all the cockiness and swagger she is just. so bad. so so bad.

I NEED TO POST THIS NOW AND NOT QUEUE IT BC SINCE YOU SENT IT I CANNOT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT. WE GOT ANOTHER ONE BOYS!!! ANOTHER LOSERDYKE FOR THE PILE!! GET IN THERE WITH KATE YOU IDIOT LESBIAN!!

valcarol is the bishova of space

but YEAH okay so i love this i can see it both ways for sure. this is probably most realistic but i do also greatly enjoy the carol hooking up w random bitches on each planet.

also i don’t think she SUCKS!! ALSO SHE AND MARIA WERE MARRIED I DONT CARE HOW OFTEN THEY SAY AUNT CAROL THEY WERE MARRIED. they just didn’t tell monica bc of the times and then monica was never corrected later on. fury was the only other person that knew. i know this in my heart

but also consider combining these ideas.

girlie has bitches thru the galaxy but her hookups always end in her crying abt maria or just being all soft and angsty bc she’s so LONELY and this doesn’t fill the void in her heart 💔 i made myself sad actually

but basically my conclusion is that she doesn’t Suck she just finishes fast bc she’s pent up and cries after

#c: carol #the marvels spoilers

[yuukei-yikes]

I’m really curious what kind of uncles and aunts would Kano, Kido, Seto and Momo be

this is such a cute ask ough

i think kido and momo are the lesbian no kids double income aunts. best gifts EVERRRRRR. i think they host a lot of staying over idk i think theyd have a little spare room for any of the kids who wanna sleep over and theyre always asking if they want to LOL and the kids love it bc they SPOIL THE HELL OUT OF THEM kidos like giving them breakfast in bed and shit . shintaro rly has to talk to them bc his kids come back bratty as hell everytime they spend a weekend there LOL

seto would be a dad as well so like he'd be...... i think hed rly be THAT dad that's always teasing u and being annoying and acts the same as an uncle. its probably the one kids run from bc hugs very tight and augh ur beard is SPIKY!!!however always has SOME furry creature on him so thats rly kid bait. like WHERE is seto we want to see pocket hamster even if we have to go thru painful cheek kisses with spiky beard

kano would be rly cute i think he'd be a little eugh abt kids i dont think he'd like them that much but when its his sister's kids he's just so weak and i think itd be cute bc he'd just. he wouldnt be a tease or anything like he always is to his friends, to kids hes just genuinely rly sweet. the dans like😐 bc why cant u ever be this normal to us. also probably the most fun and the favorite bc he always takes everyone to do stuff they arent supposed to do and then keeps the secret from their parents :P dont get me started on my older kano hcs i feel like he'd be so lost and alone so hanging out with ayanos kids is as healing as it breaks his brain lol. but also he pranks the hell out of them and they always fall for it

my lil fankids are like. the only "biological" kids i picture the dan having cuz i think setomary adopt + shinaya adopt more so what this means is that theyre the only Babies the dan ever gets. harutaka has the first and that thang is a celebrity bc FIRST AND FOR A WHILE ONLY BABY?? THAT SHIT IS SO TINY!!!!!!!! WHOAAAAA and then shinayas kid...come on please mekatrio and momo fighting to death to see who gets to hold the baby next. it makes me sniff sniff bc compared to this haruka and takane ig they have a rly small family. maybe theyre slightly emo before the dan beats some sense into them bc THEYRE THEIR DAMN FAMILY TOO even if they arent siblings and stuff theyre still aunts and uncles <3 theyre FAMILY!!!!!!!! *passes out*

#all these family asks are gonna make me cry. older dan with kids being a family im gonna kms #ask tag #should i make a kagekids tag or something #i dont plan to go insane abt it (for now) but eh why not #LIKE IM NOT COMPLAINING I DO LOVE THE ASKS BUT YKNOW #kagekids

[mayanprincesaa]

LGBTQ Lives Thru A Global perspective: Blog final assignment-Solana

Good day readers, my name is Solana and I'm a student at Oakland University. For an assignment in my LGBTQ lives class, I decided to make two blogs about an individual who was queer. I will be covering Frida Kahlo; the famous Mexican painter who broke down barriers with her art and also in her lifestyle. Freida was born in 1907 to her Father who was born in Germany, but was actually Hungarian. And to her Mother who was a mix of Spanish and Native Mexican. 

Throughout her life, she expected to go to medical school, but when she turned eighteen, she was involved in a bus accident which left her with injuries that would never heal; leaving her impaired. While she spent her days confined to a hospital bed, she taught herself how to paint, and that inspired her to become a painter. Freida Kahlo was an exceptional painter because her artwork was eye-catching and had hidden meanings that left people enthralled. Her work was ahead of its time because it was based around identity, gender, and sexuality. 

Regarding her love life, in 1992 she got married to Diego Rivera, who was also an artist. But he was unfaithful throughout their marriage as he would have affairs with many women and one was with Freida’s sister. It seemed like Frida decided to also hook up with other men and women. But Diego’s infidelity hurt her deep down because her pictures would also translate the pain she was feeling which was a form of therapy for her. Frida was openly bisexual but never seemed to be deeply discriminated against. I can connect this with the articles my class read on Nazi Germany and how lesbians weren’t seen as a threat, and was  encouraged. While gay men would be sent to camps. In Mexico, LGBTQ rights aren’t as discriminating as other places, but it’s fascinating that in Oaxaca they have a third gender named the  Muxe. In other places in Mexico they don’t seem to have a large LGBTQ community. 

Frida’s identity did not stop at her sexuality. She would occasionally dress in men’s clothing. It was hard to tell she was a woman sometimes.  Kahlo made a self portrait of herself with cropped hair after she got divorced from Diego Rivera. It represented the hardships divorce has, and was also an exploration of her  gender identity too. The colonial view saw only two genders. Men and Women would have to dress and behave given their gender. Frida goes against this by cutting her hair short and wearing a suit which was considered to be male clothing. 

 Frida Kahlo was unapologetically herself. She was her own muse for her artwork. She would paint her raw emotions and because it was so9 surreal, people who are part of the LGBTQ community are inspired by her to this day.

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[sanders1665]

They proudly proclaim how much they love their country,

this home of the brave and land of the free,

"God Bless America", you hear everywhere,

well, I love everyone that thinks and acts like me,

except for those dark skins of varying degree.

They support female empowerment and equality,

but abortion faces so much hostility,

don't kill the fetus, lets send it off to war,

and stop being a bitch with your feminist attitude,

men are still in charge, accept your servitude.

A bad guys murderous bullets rage from an assault rifle the media boasts,

but its the good guy cops that kill the most,

it seems the killer good guys get a pat on the back,

a Founding Father right written 250 years ago,

and we all live in fear of the gun sights shadow.

They say we should do more to help the poor,

the beggar comes a knocking but they won't open the door,

what they say and what they do are completely different,

leaving the store with shopping carts full of food,

satiating their selfishness and obesity with a growing brood.

They criticize a woman for showing her cleavage,

or if she drinks too much alcoholic beverage,

its a fine line between being a lady and a tramp,

so they tell her she needs to wear make up to look pretty,

as a plain looking woman only draws pity.

They complain there is no privacy on the internet,

and hackers will always be a threat,

no matter what you do, the data is collated somewhere,

paranoid that the government can see thru their cams,

but they will continue to post on their Facebook's, Twitters and Instagram's,

They criticize people over their gay sexuality,

saying its against Gods law and their own morality,

but they will dance to their music and watch their action movies,

while maintaining its an aberration and deserves scorn,

but in secret they masturbate over internet lesbian porn,

Hey brother, I'm pleased you are proud of your skin,

I'm glad you've gotten over your historical chagrin,

we're all blood and bones underneath anyway,

but if I say that being white is the greatest,

then you scream and shout that I'm a racist.

You tell your kids to run from strangers offering candy,

as they might say "I'm a friend of your mommy and daddy",

but come Halloween we see the opposite being played out,

dressing their kids in alluring costumes and pushing them to unfamiliar doors,

asking strangers for candy to fill a cupboard drawer.

She's called a whore for what she does in many beds,

but the guys don't complain when she's giving head,

consenting adults can fuck as much as they want,

he fucks all the girls and is called a stud,

all this fucking around only leaves bad blood.

"Save the Planet" the environmentalist demands,

as he flicks a cigarette with his left hand,

driving around town in his gas guzzling S.U.V,

loudly proclaiming his sincere ethics and morality,

but fails to understand honesty and personal responsibility.

Many Godly believers say the Pope is divine,

and many atheists believe him to be asinine,

but some live their lives with admirable truth and good manners,

while others will force their point of view,

but the truly enlightened merely gaze upon azure skies of blue.

We judge everything that is different to ourselves,

and we'll pray for Gods forgiveness under pealing church bells,

our actions will always betray our self righteous words,

too much critical judgments of the strangers we see and people we meet,

and personal vindication because we're pure and sweet.

#my post #spilled words #poems and poetry #my poem #poem #my poetry #spilled thoughts #poetry #new poem #rhyme #political #society #hypocrisy

[faghubby]

Love of satin

As long as I could remember it was slips that turned me on. That flash of satin and lace. My mom always used to wear one, but it was also my teachers, random woman at the grocery store. Or even the old ladies at church. Some thing about the shimer knowing how soft they where and the hint of delicate lace. My mother worn satin night gowns. And that was my first step. I slipped one on one day and was hooked. Later I found satin panties. And would dress up and rub myself thru the slips and nighties. As I got older I put these things out of my mind. I focused on girls. Now girls my age rarely wore slips anymore. And although that was disappointing I discovered their soft skin and the touch of a woman more then enough.

I met Kate and we got married. Everything was great for a while. Till one day we went to a wedding. I noticed she was wearing a slip. The soft pink lace showed from the bottom of her dress when she crossed her legs. I couldn't keep my hands off her. When we got home I practically tore her clothes from her.

"No leave the slip on" I told her. I came almost as soon as I felt it. Kate didn't say a word but she knew. After that she started wearing slips alot. And satin nighties.

"I thought you like this" She would tease. One night she had worn a pink satin nightie with matching panties. After we made love she got up to change.

"Why don't you wear them to sleep?" I asked

"They ride up and I find them uncomfortable" She told me.

"Uncomfortable really I can't imagine" I told her.

"Well here you try them" She laughed throwing her satin panties at me. I got up and slipped them on I was hard immediately. Kate started to laugh then saw how turned on I was right after we had just had sex.

"Paul I knew you liked them but I never" She cooed and rubbed me thru her panties.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh" is all I could say. She grabbed the nightie and slid it over my head. She rubbed my nipples my penos was leaking into her panties.

She pushed me on the bed.

"You like wearing my lingerie?" She giggled.

"Yesssss, oh I missed this" I moaned.

"Missed? Do you wear panties often?" She asked. I realized I had said it out loud.

"Well when I was a kid I would try on my mom's and Kathy's ( my sister) I confessed.

"You look so cute" She scooted up. "Be my lesbian lover and eat my pussy" She told me. As she lowered herself I licked only then thinking I had just cum inside her.

"Its OK baby all girls taste cum eventually" She lowered herself down to my tounge and as she rubbed me thru her panties I didn't think about it just licked her dirty pussy. She kept me on edge until I, are her cum with my tounge then made me cum in her panties. She let me take off the soiled panties. But leave on the nightie. I fell asleep with 8n minutes.

I woke late Kate was already dressed

"I am going shopping with Amanda today" Kate informed me.

"Alright, I have alot of yard work to do anyway" I told her. I kissed her goodbye and went to start my day. It was a hot day I lost track of time it was after 4pm when Kate came home and called me inside.

"You stink go take a bath" She told me. I went into the bathroom and started the shower. Kate followed me in.

"No, I said a bath your going to need to soak out that stench" She told me and started to fill the tub. She added sweet smelling oils to the hot water.

"Now soak until I come to get you" She told me. Leaving me alone. I didn't like baths but thought why not. I slid into the hot water. The aroma was relaxing and my worn muscles started to relax. I kept adding hot water I must have been in there for an hour before Kate came in.

"Out" She said holding up a robe. I slipped it on and followed her to the bedroom. There where several small piles of clothes on the bed.

"I got you a few things" She told me. Picking up a pair of satin panties and handing them to me. They were a light purple.

"You liked them so much last night" She slid it against my chest letting the robe fall open. I looked at the other piles there seemed to be all satin. She bent and had me step into the panties. They fit better not as tight as hers last night. She then picked up a matching bra and wrapped it around me. I went to stop her but she just pushed my hands down.

"You don't like the way it feels?" She asked

"It feels wonderful" I moaned. She continued next a nightie slide over my head. She teased me and stroked me. Keeping me just from coming.

"Do you want to cum?" She asked. "Or do you want more?"

"Mooooorrrrreee" I pledded. Her hand slid inside the back of my panties she rubbed and massaged my ass. Her other hand was added and she kept pulling my cheeks apart. Her fingers teased my asshole.

"You want to be my girl?" She cooed in my ear.

"Noo" I whispered. She stopped and went back to the clothes.

"We got you all different girlie things for you to wear" She told me. Showing me a dozen pairs of panties, bras, nighties, slips and chimsoles all satin in pastel colors with lace trims.

"I want you to wear whatever makes you happy baby" She told me pushing back on the bed. She stripped off her clothes in a flash. Kate pulled my dick from my panties and lowered herself onto it. I lasted only moments before I filled her up with my seed. She lifted off me and scooted up sitting on my face. Cum dripped from her as my tounge was forced to clean it from her.

"Yes baby clean up all that warm yummy cum" She told me.

"You like it don't you?" She asked. I just kept pleasing her. Kate slid off my face and held me. She spooned me. My penis back in satin her hands caressed me. Her finger slid between my cheeks again. This time it applied a cool lotion. Her finger slid inside me.

"I want to fuck you like a woman" She told me. She moved her finger in and out.

"Would you like to experience what it's like to be a woman?" She continued

"Kate please stop" I begged.

"Are you not enjoying it?" She asked. She added a second finger and I came for a second time in under thirty minutes. This time inside my new panties. Kate picked out a new pair for me to wear.

"You have to hand wash, these and the pair from last night." She told me. I spent the rest of the night in the satin bra and panties and the nightie that didn't even cover my ass. We made dinner together then cuddled on the couch. Kate was in sweats. When we went to bed I realized she wore simple cotton white panties. I was dressed much more femine then her.

"Do you need to cum again" She asked as she spooned me taking the big spoon spot.

"No" I told her. I felt very small and submissive to her.

"Are you sure" her finger once again probed my ass.

"Kate, please no" I begged. She pushed in a second finger.

"Do you really want me to stop?" She bit my ear. She picked up the pace.

"Do you want a third" She whispered. I moaned and knodded. A third finger was pushed in. It hurt alittle as she worked it in and out. As she did I was rubbing against the bed. I cried out as I came in my panties.

"Go get cleaned up" She smacked my ass. I went to the bathroom when I returned she was working a vibrator in and out of her pussy. I had never seen this one before it was life like, but much bigger then me.

"Want to help" She replaced her hand with mine. She rubbed her nipples as I worked her toy.

"Faster baby" She moaned. I fucked her sinking the whole toy in over and over.

"Yes fuck me deep make me cum" She cried out. I was sure the neighbors would here. She slammed my hand down driving the toy all the way in as her body convosed and she screamed

"Yessssss" She laid there looking up at me as I held her toy.

"Put your panties on and come to bed" She closed her eyes and fell asleep. Over the next few weeks Kate kept me in satin panties. Had me wear slips around the house and nighties to bed. She also never took no for an answer to finger or just rub my ass. One night even sliding her hand down the back of my pants at an outdoor concert. I came in my pants as she fingered me. I was totally embarrassed but when I tried to talk to her about it later she pushed me on the bed and had me lick her to orgasm.

[lost-and-rambling]

This is one of the last truly “anonymous” spaces I think I have on the internet so here goes…

I’m pretty sure I’m gay, and I’m 100% sure that I fumbled the conversation about it with my husband.

My incessant need to be nice and “soften the blow” made it seem like I was still more confused than anything, which is not accurate. I’m not really confused, I’m just processing and breaking down the trauma from my childhood.

My relationship with my husband hasn’t been that great in awhile, and I haven’t been feeling fulfilled with him for an even longer amount of time. I haven’t had to nerve to look that in the face until now.

It all kinda started in therapy (as most things for me do, apparently). I was lamenting to my therapist that I can’t seem to find an end to things he does that annoy me, that his little quirks got annoying like 5 years ago, that I don’t feel like he really knows me, and that I’ve had this constant hole in my heart since my breakup with my first semi-serious girlfriend. I blurted out that I wasn’t even sure about my queerness anymore, because he and I moved so fast after my first marriage fell to pieces that I never gave myself room to fully explore my sapphic desires (wants?). I think she zoned in on that and left me with the homework of pondering my sexuality in more serious terms. And then I started to piece things together not only in this relationship but in all my relationships with men, and I had a major “oh fuck” moment. I fell down some Reddit rabbit holes, first on r/questioning, which led me to r/LateBloomerLesbians, which had a Google doc allllllllllll about compulsory heterosexuality that made everything click. The lightbulb went off, I started crying, and I knew I had to figure out how to start this conversation with my husband.

So now I’m here, 31 years old, 90% sure I’m gay, stuck with my husband because I can’t afford to live solo, breaking his and my heart more and more every day. Going home after work feels like a punch to the gut. Being in the same bed as him feels like a sin. Him giving me a kiss makes me want to recoil.

But suddenly, now that the reality and gravity of my doubts are settling in, and that I may be leaving for good, he seems to be trying to win me over. I don’t know how to deal with that. Like, thanks a lot man but no amount of meatloaf and kind words is going to make me not attracted to women. And I hate that. I don’t want things to be like this. I knew getting re-married was a bad idea, but I went with it anyways, and now this. He’s such a good person, and he’s going thru so much right now, but I just don’t think we’re compatible anymore in really really basic ways.

But he fucking sobbed ffs. I’ve only seen him cry like that a couple of times in the 8 years we’ve been together.

He said he’s giving me time, that he’s holding on to hope but that I should “let him know before Christmas.” I don’t know why, but that hurt. When he said it’s not fair for him to be married to a lesbian (which is true, and I agree with it), the way he said “lesbian” stung.

I’m conflicted. I love him like a friend, I’m terrified of change, and I hate to break his heart.

But I can’t keep lying to myself. Even if I really really want to. And holy shit do I want to.

#personal

[nightskydyke]

favorite scenes from portrait de la jeune fille en feu / favorite paintings from art history they remind me of

Marianne and Héloïse remove their veils to kiss / René Magritte - The Lovers

“you dreamt of me?” “no, I thought of you” / Simeon Solomon - Sappho and Erinna in a Garden at Mytilene

Marianne and Héloïse kiss / Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec - Dans le Lit, le Baiser

Marianne and Héloïse in bed / Gustave Courbet - Le Sommeil

#mine #paint #art #art history #women in art #portrait of a lady on fire #portrait de la jeune fille en feu #magritte #sappho #toulouse lautrec #celine sciamma #adele haenel #noemie merlant #lovers #lesbian #lesbian tag #lesbian love thru beds... #lesbian love #wlw #wlw art #wlw positivity #parallels

[selfsaving]

thinkin  about  . . .   cowboys

#yeehaw . #u kno what i love !!! cowboys !!!!!! GAH #saw this thing on my personal blog that oklahoma has a special production for its 75th anniversary . #where everyone is GAY there r gay cowboys and most importantly LESBIAN COWBOYS and . Hm . #now i want queer cowboys :/ #do i want to add an oc ??? do i want to find a canon cowboy to add ??? do i j want a wild west au with one of my existing muses ???? #good question i have No Idea :/ #also i keep thinkin about eliza GOD there are Many muses i wanna add rn hhhhh but i have DEADLINES #maybe i'll speed thru my deadline stuff this coming week then . #last week of term can j be CHRISTMAS and ADDING MUSES !!! #* & ��� NOT TO BRAG BUT I’M A MASSIVE DISAPPOINTMENT >> OOC . #anyway lmao ive had the most awful day i feel shitty ive done . Nothin #i lay in bed until like 5pm i havent eaten anything other than a handful of christmas biscuits and havent Done ANYTHING #i hate myself but . anyway #guess ill go make food in a bit then come write ?????? idk

[menzosarres]

i can’t believe i just watched an episode of a show live with commercials for the first time in a solid year and i can’t believe it’s a show about a fake reality tv show that has brought me to this but i can’t even be mad bc quinn king exists

#I'm just... liSTEN #listen #unreal #is objectively not a good show but OH MY GOD has #kingsgold #managed to tick EVERY SINGLE SUBTEXT BOX I'VE EVER HELD DEAR TO MY HEART #I think i've really just missed this #i've spent too much time watching Good shows or shows with actual lesbians I forgot how much fun it is #having a non-canon OTP who are just SO BLATANTLY GAY FOR EACH OTHER but you genuinely don't know if . they'll . go . there . or . not #Like COME ON these two have said 'i love you' multiple times they have shared a bed they are at each other's throats cOnstantly #but building each other up in the process and breaking their own rules for each other and apologizing and #going all-in on over-the-top dramatic gestures of loyalty and admiration i mean F UCK #this episode was Disastrous as always but it was a BLAST i am just having a Good D a m n Time #and it ended w a wordless barge-in head-in-lap quinn king stroking her shoulder dramatic zoom-out thru the fairy lights and gauzy curtains #and i actually can't believe i have to wait a week for the next episode i actually have a weekly show again #for probably the first time since ouat #now i just seriously need to find the rest of the fandom like WHY ARE Y'ALL SO SCATTERED THIS IS PRIME MAINSTREAM FEMSLASH POTENTIAL #where are the livebloggers where are the ridiculous tag essays where are the Gifs #i know the show is Bad so WHERE'S THE RAGEBLOGGING ABOUT IT like man at least pay forward the discourse so people know what a mess #they're getting into re the serious stuff it tries and fails to tackle #like i can't in good conscience actually Rec this show to anyone bc its sUch a problem fav but it's no worse than once ever was #sdfasdf i don't even know what to actually tag this i can't remember what i used to do when i watched things and then vagueposted who knows #menz watches things #whatever #im going to bed