#less than one min yall

[yooniesim]

This is not my anon but this is exactly how I feel. I've made my own mistakes but that was never why they were in the convo. They saw how badly I was suffering and swiftly took the opportunity to kick me while I was down and that's just the truth. The quick pivot into easily transitioning the anti-blackness conversation into absolving themselves and all their friends from their mistakes & various acts of bigotry by discrediting my voice in a few decisive moves was legendary. The priority & focus of the conversation was no longer about the important issue and became an almost sadistic pursuit of my "downfall". It was fucking dirty and manipulative to the point where i almost have to admire it. And emphasized to me that empathy just isn't their strong point.

We all have bias including myself and that was clearly at play here. Some of the shit I saw said about me was simply not true or completely misrepresented and I was brushed off for pointing that out in the replies. And the fact that plenty of people believed it at face value with no proof whatsoever was acceptable to them and even people that saw what really went down with their own eyes but wanted to save their own reputation with these simblrs went along with it. They even chose to believe the word of a known racist over me because it fit their narrative. Once again the vague post + wave of hate from followers method was deployed, but this time I was already at my limit before it even began. I was degraded & talked over by several white people and essentially silenced and blamed for my own violent & bigoted harassment because i hurt people's feelings on simblr and was too "annoying". I was the subject of some pretty awful shit both here & IRL to the point where I was at one of the lowest points of my life and I was basically told to eat shit for asking for time and empathy. Even after apologizing and admitting what I had done wrong, they continued to pile on and beat the dead horse because the fact of the matter is they just want me gone and ostracized & have ever since I first slighted anyone in that friend group. Which solidifies to me that another one of my mistakes was to expect any of this on simblr to be based in actual ethics or a sense of morality.

For it to be about the racefaker & anti-blackness, I didn't see 1% of the anger and name-calling towards that being from them compared to what was thrown my way & it only exploded after I had apologized for that situation and that being was long gone from simblr and kicked from my server. And it was clearly because no one was angry enough at me for their liking. "We got a racefaker in the community yeah but oh no look, that negro uses kpop gifs and was too aggressive and bitchy towards us!" Shit. As much as my reaction to the situation was never about corpsetrait & all about my own feelings and situation I was going through, which was terribly wrong of me & I still apologize for, it was clearly a similar thought process with them. And many of the posts and actions I've seen have been purely performative when you consider the nonexistent (and even mocking) reaction to what happened to me compared to the people they liked. Whereas I've spent quite a bit of time defending & trying to see other people's perspectives when I simply should've never wasted my own time or mental energy. Trust i will never make that mistake again.

I took the opportunity to apologize further and delete the channel in my server because I've seen how it was a bad idea & how it negatively affected others and me as a person, and there's nothing like being at the bottom of the barrel to humble a dumb bitch like me. But y'all better not make the mistake of thinking you're better. I know exactly what kind of chats you got, as well as the anons & messages you send, and you ain't slick nor fooling anybody taking that moral high ground. Especially while saying some of the worst things about me out the other side of your mouth. The difference between us is that I can say I was wrong, and I've never seen y'all do that once this entire time. I'm going to work on myself, and I highly advise y'all to consider the same. And if you hate me, if I annoy you, you're just going to have to block me. Because I'm not going anywhere because of you. And if you got some vile bullshit to say, I'm blocking & ignoring you. Period.

#text #ceci speaks #nonsims #petty #the irony is palpable #nearly broke for a min but now im medicated so i dont care anymore #yall are dirtier than any simsecret anon #tho some of the specific talk i saw there in the past makes me think ur there too #fucking vultures the lot of u #at least i know i can get beaten down to this extent and still be here #still aint deactivating from ur age old tactic #im made of tougher stuff than that and probably all of u #im gonna work on being less petty but im not gonna be silenced in general #dont apologize to people who hate u bc they dont care #im only sorry to: #the people in the server and my followers disappointed by my response #my friends especially ones that are black that i didnt protect #and veone for calling her out of name and reacting with anger and fear instead of empathy #everyone else can eat my ass #ill also keep in mind how much and who i use gifs with #but no one is taking away my special interest bc u have a personal vendetta #and a need to grasp at straws on how to hurt me

[irradiatedsnakes]

boy you guys like that one eh

#over 50 notes in less than 10 mins... #very good im glad i love that one too im glad yall do too #holding elesa and the train twins up SIBLINBS

[zanderbobs]

Going on tumblr to attempt to recover from 6x7 only to see that the fandom made howard and lalo Jesse's gay ghost dads is a learning curve to say the least

#they had less than 2 mins screen time together #their only interaction was one shooting the other?!?! #honestly admirable yall are creative #better call saul #bcs spoilers

[the-slowest-turtle]

alr im kinda late to this but wtv

if this post gets to 5k notes ill start to get back into writing lwymmd again (i havent updated it in months ;-;)

if this post gets to 10k notes ill release my original novel (forever an outcast) to wp

and since ik no ones gonna see this, i can safely procrastinate in peace :D

edit: GUYS I POSTED THIS 13 MIN AGO HOW ARE YALL ALR ALMOST AT 300-

edit: not yall using arson to spam this 😭

edit: 1000 NOTES IN LESS THAN A DAY WHAT THE DUCK

#tpq #aru shah #the pandava quintet #turtle talks

[4mnji]

OPPOSITES ATTRACT ᡣ𐭩 goth!choso x coquette!reader

warnings: nothing to heavy just some kissing n ass touching at the end, choso n reader r like 20, abbreviations and lowercases intended, n word usage once, written with a black women in mind but anyone can read ofc 😚

wc: 628

a/n : hihi guysss im nini and welcome to my debut post. this has been sitting in my notes along with some other stuff i’ve written for the longestttt time and im ready to share them to the world now. i hope yall enjoy these hcs of my bbygirl choso :3

goth!choso who’s been well..emo for as long as he can remember. the nigga was 13 years old dressing like rodrick heffley and listening to heavy metal rock music 😭 like he wasn’t playing bout this lifestyle.

goth!choso who always thought that his future gf would’ve been someone who is just as emo and gothic as he was but boy was he wrong.

goth!choso who couldn’t explain why coquette!reader caught his attention so quickly. he’s never been a fan of the cute pink girly aesthetic, not that he hated it but y’all know he been an emo since he basically came out his momma’s womb, so he always preferred if girls had a similar aesthetic to him. all that didn’t even cross his mind when he laid his eyes on u, how could it when u just looked so pretty n cute ???!

goth!choso who wasn’t even planning to approach u and was just going to head home and lie in his bed while reminiscing abt the cute girl he saw in the cafe. that is until u decided to approach him and compliment his outfit. a cute pink blush creeps up onto his cheeks and he doesn’t even get to thank u bc he so busy admiring how beautiful u are. u give him a gorgeous smile and hand him a little note that says “text me •ᴗ•” with ur number on it. with that beautiful smile still plastered on ur face, u wave ‘bye’ to him and walk away.

goth!choso who gets home that day contemplating with his phone in his hand if he should text u or not. after a good 10 mins of pacing around his room and giving himself some motivational talk, he sends u a message and exits the messaging app almost immediately.

goth!choso who’s kinda surprised when u actually respond to his message in less than 2 minutes. from that point on u n choso hit it off from there.

goth!choso who’s been with coquette!reader for almost a year now and he loves u so so much !! he was always more than happy to give u money so u could buy more of those cute lil bows and accessories that u loved wearing or those pink coquette themed decor items that u loved placing all throughout ur apartment. he adored ur obsession with the coquette lifestyle sm. he thought it was so adorable and loved ur dedication towards it.

goth!choso who has grown accustomed to the color pink and even started wearing n buying more pink clothing just so he could match with u sometimes. u knew ur bf wasn’t a huge fan of pink and u always thought he would stick with his dark aesthetic so it made u extremely happy when u saw him frequently starting to wear pink clothing !

goth!choso who has begged u numerous times to try out the emo/gothic style bc he was really curious to see how u would look in it. eventually u caved in and decided to surprise him and got this outfit and wore it to one of ur date nights with him. he couldn’t get over how good u looked and this just confirmed for him that u would always look good no matter what aesthetic u had !! when he took u back to his apartment, he wouldn’t even let yall get through the door before he picked u up, hands rubbing all up on ur ass while he left long sloppy kisses along ur jawline and neck, attempting to take u to his room without bumping into a wall or a piece of furniture.

goth!choso & coquette!reader who r the exact definition of opposites attract !!

moodboards ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

#choso x black!reader #choso x you #choso x reader #choso x female reader #choso x y/n #black reader #x black fem reader #choso hcs #goth!choso #coquette!reader #choso kamo #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen #jjk hcs #choso headcanons #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #choso x black y/n #choso x black reader #4mnji ᯓ★

[s-4pphics]

scent of the pine. 4 (e.w)

we back in this shit like we never left y’all 😳

wc;cw 10.7k ohhh not again, sistersbestfriend!ellie, guitarist/producer!ellie, violinist!oc, age gap(three years), all ocs r black coded <3, FLUFF i know shocker, but slight angst bc i’m devious like that🤭, domestic ellie with a cat, some crack :p, SMUT UH OHHH MDNI, dubcon(ellie is high), weed, sexual tension yall already knowww, thigh riding, fingering, eating out no restaurant, mult. orgasms, squirting, dirty talk, one pussy slap, overstim, ellie’s tongue is pierced yes that’s a warning lol, masturbation, more stunna girl promo someone pay me, this is cute tbh lol

“Your girlfriend is living lavish. GYYYAATTT— “ 

“Arya, can you please shut up! She’s not my girlfriend!” 

“No bitch, you needa shut the hell up! I drove you here and I will leave you!” 

You and an irritated Arya (she’s not herself when she’s hungry!) were parked outside of Ellie’s very… expensive looking apartment building. It looked like there were about thirty floors to it with lots of windows. You knew she had accumulated a following due to the reaction people had to her on New Year’s Eve, but you weren’t expecting her to be living like an actual celebrity. She was fucking rich, now. You couldn’t wrap your head around it. 

Arya must’ve noticed the nervous, intimidated look on your face as you gazed at the building because you immediately felt a soft hand on yours. “Hey, you’re gonna be fine. She seems more than willing to talk and apologize! I’m gonna be here the whole time and you come down when you’re ready, okay?” 

You looked over to your best friend—the light of your life—and nodded. You’ve never been so appreciative of someone before. She made you feel so calm—

“With that being said, just know if she says anything outta line, I’m telling your sister and we’re jumpin’ her ass, no question!” she said seriously before encouragingly slapping your thigh. “Go ‘head, love you.” 

“…Love you more.” She made you feel calm enough.

Your friends are so…. supportive!

You exited Arya’s car as you waved to her, her giving you two thumbs up in return. 

Here goes nothing. 

You took in the building as you entered…. this was some Michelin star shit! 

Marble floors, white walls edged with gold frames, women wrapped in trench coats with puppies in their purses! What the fuck is going on—

You were even starting to second guess your attire. You wore a simple black puffer, hoodie, and sweatpants. Should you have dressed… better? More presentable? You were starting to get a bit insecure. 

You pulled your phone out to distract yourself from second-guessing your appearance (or lack thereof!) and opened your texts with Ellie. You started typing. 

hey. i’m downstairs. 

You immediately saw her chat bubble pop up before her reply came through. 

cool i’ll be down in 2 mins 

You sighed a heavy sigh as you shut your phone off. Don’t overthink, you thought. You’re here to talk and that’s it! Nothing more, nothing less. 

Don’t lie, slut! 

Your brain hates you! It fucking hates you—!

Your train of thought immediately shut off as you saw Ellie walk out of the elevator. She looked so…warm. She had on a black beanie and sweatsuit, little marijuana fuzzy socks, and slippers. 

You missed seeing this side of her. So relaxed and comfortable. 

She walked over to you with a timid expression before finally muttering a hi, and you muttered one back. 

You could tell she was nervous: her thumbs were fidgeting, she wouldn’t look you in your eyes for too long, and she was licking at her slightly chapped lips. 

“We should, um… go upstairs?” She asked quietly, like speaking too loudly would frighten you. 

You only nodded gently. She nodded back before turning, leading you towards the elevators. 

You found out Ellie lived on the… nineteenth floor. What the fuck? Wasn’t the golden rule of apartments: the higher you are, the more expensive it is?! What the fuck was she doing up here?

“My place is down the hall,” she said over her shoulder. You took note of the shakiness in her voice. You’ve never seen her so skittish before. Was it because of you? 

She unlocked the third from the last door and opened it, allowing you entry. You took in her place and… holy fuck!

Her apartment… her loft was fucking immaculate!

Her living room was huge: plush, gray couch that was stocked with matching pillows, black and green rugs littering the floor, TV mounted on the wall, black glass coffee table, and her dual monitor setup (you see that black kitten ears headset! was she a fucking gamer?!). There were black details everywhere on the walls, floors, and spiral staircase that led into her bedroom what the fuck?! You could see where she slept… and you were still downstairs! 

And her fucking black marble kitchen! You were in love! You never cooked a day in your life, but you will gladly start now if it means you can stay in there forever! 

“Ellie, who the fuck are you?” you asked, shocked and dazed. 

She seemed to relax at your question as she softly chuckled, shyly looking down at her socked feet. 

“I’ll tell you everything you wanna know. Come sit with me.” She said, nodding towards her couch. It was slightly sunken in; she must’ve been napping there! You unlaced your boots and removed your coat, holding it in your hands. As you followed her towards the couch to sling your coat over the back, a soft jingle, followed by soft paddling on the floor caught you off guard. You turned to see a small, green-eyed Bombay cat next to the kitchen counter, curiously staring at you. 

You let out a gasp of excitement at the little baby before looking at a surprised Ellie, grabbing her wrist joyfully. 

“Ellie, oh my god! Why didn’t you tell me you had a cat?! It’s so cute, boy or girl?! How old is it— “ 

“She’s a.. she’s a girl. Seven months.” 

“She’s soooo cute! Oh my god! I always wanted a cat! What’s her name? Oh, look at her little princess collar— “

You turned back to her: she had an expression that you didn’t recognize, and you hadn't realized how close you’d gotten during your jumpy, hyper kitty questions. You felt her breathing against your face as she studied it, and you studied her back. 

Why were you suddenly thinking about that night? You kissing her, her kissing back, her grabbing you like she never wanted to let you go again. Her eyes slowly dropped to your mouth, and yours did the same. All you had to do was lean forward again—

A quiet meow! snapped you out of your lustful haze before you looked down and backed away. You noticed Ellie hadn’t moved from her position when you looked back up, eyes still searching for… something. 

“She’s.. she’s cute,” you said as you cleared your throat, walking towards the cushiony space. “Let’s sit.” 

She silently nodded and sat next to you. 

Deep breath. Exhale. 

Let’s get this over with! your brain shouted. 

“I’m so sorry. I never regretted anything so much in my life. I treated your sister like fucking garbage—I treated you like garbage and I’ve never felt so terrible— “

“Ellie, breathe,” you cut off her nervous mumbles. You just sat down! “I’m not… upset with you anymore. And you're not the only one who fucked up, either. It wouldn’t be an apology if I didn’t take some accountability too.” 

You watched her relax before confusion overtook her expression. You explained yourself, blushing as you recalled the events of that night. “I know… New Year’s wasn’t the best first meeting after…. you know. I wanted to apologize for how I… reacted and what I did. It wasn’t okay at all—” 

There was a moment of silence before she broke it, eyebrows still pulled downward as she stuttered. “You don’t... You don’t have to apologize for that. I um…. like, it was fine. Well, it wasn’t fine—we were drunk and whatever, but, yeah, I don’t think of you differently, or, what I mean is— “

You laughed lightly at her nervousness. She shook her head with a sheepish smile before she hit her mint elf bar that she pulled out of her pocket, blowing the smoke away from your face. 

“I’m not sure if you can tell, but I’m scared shitless.” 

“I think you’re making it obvious,” you said as you chuckled and continued. 

She paused as she collected her thoughts, staring down at the couch. “I said a lot of… fucked up shit when I met up with your sister after everything happened. About her… about you. I don't know how much she told you but… I said things that I regretted immediately. I was angry and hurt… and I felt cornered, and I lashed out. Doesn’t excuse it at all, but… yeah, it was gross’n uncalled for.”

“She told me everything. All of it,” You tried to ignore the sting in your heart as you recalled that night. She nodded her head shamefully. You continued. 

“Why didn’t you reach out after your birthday?” You pressed as softly as you could manage. 

She didn’t answer immediately as you watched her breathe deeply. 

“I…” She stuttered before whispering. “I was scared.” 

“Of?” You pressed again, tone more urgent. 

“Of you both never talking to me again,” She said, confusing you before she clarified. “I held it off for so long because I needed to think about my approach. I felt if I immediately called you, you wouldn’t wanna talk to me because of how fresh it was. But I also…I don’t know, it’s fuckin’ stupid.” 

You shook your head at her. “I'm just…I’m confused because I never, like, hated you or anything like that after we left your party. I want you to know that,” you said seriously, your nerves making you stutter. “I was sad and embarrassed, but never… hateful, if that makes sense. Even when I tried to be afterwards, it never came.” 

You noticed her expression drop slightly at the mention of hate before she replied softly. “I’d understand if you did. What I said to you and your sister was fucking disgusting… I don’t know if she’ll ever forgive me for what I said.” 

“She’s been… stubborn, I won’t lie. I don’t know what state of mind she’s in when it comes to you, to be honest. I just know she’s still hurting.” 

Ellie nodded in acknowledgment as she looked down, but you could see the sorrowful look overtake her face at your admission. It made your heart stutter. You watched as she hit her nic again. 

Just as you were about to move to comfort her, your phone dinged, and dinged, from your pocket. You unlocked your phone and saw a slew of texts from Arya. 

ari: is she giving you “i’m sorry” head yet?

ari: im bored bro being a good friend is tiring 😐🙄

ari: i know her strap is bright red and THICK 

ari: like a fire hydrant!!

ari: how tf r u gonna walk outta that big ass building!!🚷🚷🚷

You clenched and blushed heavily at the suggestion, clicking your phone off and dropping it in your lap out of embarrassment. You looked back up at her with a mortified expression and she… was smirking. And then she smiled. And laughed. She’d been looking at your screen the whole time. Why didn’t you angle the screen away from her?!

She saw them. She saw the messages!

You want to die you want to die you want to die—

“Your friend’s funny,” she said as she blew out a waft of smoke around her giggles. 

“I’m—I’m so fuckin’ sorry, she’s crazy and gross! —“ 

She laughed harder and shook her head. “No, you're good, don’t worry.” 

You fell back on her couch (it felt like a fucking cloud!) with your face in your hands as you thought about the type of casket you wanted for your funeral. 

But… oh, fuck. 

You felt her body move on the couch before you felt her weight crawl on top of you and oh god what the fuck!

She pulled at your forearms to slide your hands off of your warm face, but you refused to open your eyes there was no way you’re opening your fucking eyes right now—

“Look at me.” 

You shook your head. She smelled so good, she smelled so good! Your body clenched tight, you were so horny, and you wanted her bad and was her dick like a fire hydrant?!—

“Open ‘em, c’mon, wanna see you!” you heard the smile in her voice. 

You missed her smile so bad, and you moved on autopilot, slowly opening your eyes and taking in the sight above you. She was cheesing so hard, a light blush painted across her freckles, beanie discarded and hair everywhere from her messing with it out of nervousness when you sat down. She looked so much more comfortable in your presence, and it made your heart skip with joy. You couldn’t help but smile back at her. 

What you didn’t expect was for her to take your wrists in her calloused hands, pin them either side of your head, and bend down to whisper it’s not red, it’s purple, but yeah! before you turned away from her to suffocate yourself in her cushions. They smelled like her why does the universe hate you—!

She started hysterically laughing as she let go of your wrists and plopped down next to you, and it made you want to cry: her laugh is so goofy and stupid and she snorts, but nobody could tell you that her laugh didn’t sound like angels singing in that moment. All you could do was watch her with the widest grin on your face. 

After she wiped the tears from her eyes, she met yours, her smile getting softer and her eyes gentler. She licked her lips before she subtly dropped her eyes to your mouth, and back up to meet your gaze again. You could feel her gently grazing her fingers across your forehead as you looked at each other. Your heart was pounding due to her closeness—

THROW IT IN ROTATION! (THROW IT!)—

Your ringtone blared in the living room and you wanted to fucking scream. You sat up to reach for it before plopping back down, answering it. 

“BITCH, I’M STARVING! ARE Y’ALL DONE?!”

You heard Ellie snicker at your friend's blaring before she whispered a soft don’t leave yet. You sent her a reassuring smile and she sent one back. 

“Umm.. Ari?” 

“Girl… what?” 

“I’m staying, m’ sorry for keeping you waiting for this long.” 

You heard her let out a cackle before she wailed, “THE STRAP GOT YOU LIKE THAT?! WHEN’S THE WEDDING—!” 

You hung up before she could say anything more. Ellie’s booming laughter nearly shook the entire building. 

Your entire body was boiling hot. You heard another ding! from your device. You couldn’t help but read it, making sure to block the screen from Ellie's view this time. 

ari: I LOVE U!!!!! PLS BE SAFE 

ari: AND DONT B MAD AT ME BC HER PIPE CRAZY!!! XOXO

“Holy fuck!” Ellie said in between breaths, more tears running down her face. “I have to meet her, oh my god!” 

It was dark and you were still at Ellie’s. 

You’d been laying on the couch talking for hours about any and everything: how you and Arya are roommates on campus, your attempts at music production, your fucking YouTube channel and how she’d been a dedicated subscriber for months?! You let her talk about her life as well: her being a music engineer and producer (she started selling her beats to artists in the city months ago, rich bitches only!), how she, Dina, and Jesse are still very close (poor sissy), her being a literal fucking celebrity and a monarch for the creative community in your town. 

(“It was such a random night, I swear to god!” she squealed out with a smile as you listened to the story, laughing. “But… I felt like I wanted to help them, they were such nice people. And it blew up like crazy, it was insane! We couldn’t believe it.”)

You both rambled on and on! 

But, even with her transparency, there was still something heavy weighing on you that she hadn’t addressed. 

“Ellie?” 

“Hm?” 

“I don’t wanna… press on this, and don’t answer if you don’t feel comfortable, but… why did you and Cat break up?” You asked softly, staring at the wall behind her. 

You felt her shift next to you, and you immediately went to apologize for crossing a boundary, but she spoke before you could. 

“We um… we were kinda… bad for each other? That shit sounds so fuckin’ corny, but it’s true.” She said as she collected her thoughts. She continued when she gathered them. 

“We met really randomly. I was walking home from school, and we just bumped into each other in front of this gas station. She looked so cool to me and I was like oh my god, she’s perfect. I was still in my fucking gym clothes from P.E, like,” She said with a soft laugh. You smiled encouragingly. “I was in a really… bad place and she came in and made me not think about it all the time.” 

She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. “We’ve always been a little unstable, but it just… all went downhill after we moved to Cali. She was doing things I didn’t like, I was doing things she didn’t like and… yeah. She broke up with me and kicked me out.” 

“I’m really sorry, Ellie,” you said comfortingly. “I know you were together for a really long time, that’s terrible.” 

“No need to apologize, we just grew apart. It happens,” she replied softly, finally meeting your eyes. “And I got cat custody, so.” 

You both let out soft laughs as the familiar jingle rang from the kitchen. 

“I swear to god she was human at some point, she always comes when I mention her,” she commented with an eyeroll. 

“She’s such a sweetie pie, I wanna cuddle!” 

She quietly hummed in agreement before letting out gentle kissy noises to lure her pet over. 

Jingle, jingle, jinglejinglejingle—

And a cat appeared on the back of the couch. 

“Hi, princess!” You said giddily as you sat up, propping yourself up on your elbow as she sniffed your extended hand. “I’m a fuckin’ idiot, what’s the baby’s name?” 

“Duchess, fuckin’ vermin,” She said lightly, grin on her face as she sat up to grab the kitty and placed her in the open space between your bodies, planting kisses on her little head. 

“Hi, baby! You’re so cute!” You squealed out as she purred at your gentle pets, before she froze, looked off into the distance and ran off the couch like she saw a ghost. 

Ellie tsked and rolled her eyes at her fleeing form before she turned back to you. Did she move closer? Or did you? 

“Are you hungry?” She quietly asked, her eyes—once again—locked onto your mouth. 

“A little.” 

“My dad made lasagna last night, it’s in the fridge. We can order in too if you don’t want that.” 

“I love lasagna!” 

You watched her grin and look at your mouth one more time before she got up and waddled over to the kitchen. 

The lasagna was in the oven, and you were watching Ellie seal her rolled blunt at the kitchen table. 

She was lightly licking the wrap closed and you were staring hard. Like, really fucking hard. Your devious fucking brain almost allowed you to forget that she had a fucking black tongue piercing, and you were starting to squirm in your chair—

“You smoke?” 

You dazedly shook your head no. “Not really, on very rare occasions.” 

She nodded at you while she licked the paper before speaking. “If you wanna hit, just lemme know.” 

You nodded at her before redirecting your gaze back to her mouth. She was already done with sealing her blunt, but her lips were so fucking pretty and you couldn’t look away. 

Until she started smiling. Fuck. 

“You stare really hard,” she noted with a light laugh. 

“So do you!” You said as you dropped your gaze to her table. 

“Mhm,” She agreed with a nod, squinting her eyes at you. “But you try to act like you're not looking when you are. I want you to catch it, that’s the difference between me’n you.” 

She said it so casually and it made your pussy clench—

Ding!

“Be a doll and light this for me, gonna go get the goods,” She said, sliding the stocked ashtray and lighter over to you before lightly jogging towards the oven. 

You picked up the lighter and flicked it before picking up the blunt, awkwardly guiding it to the flame. 

Was this correct? Or were you supposed to light the other side? What the fuck—

“How the fuck do you live with a stoner like your sister and not know how to spark?” She playfully teased you from the counter, mitt-covered hands holding the hot pan of food. 

“Fuck off! I just told you I don’t smoke!” You said with a pout. 

She walked back over to you, placing the pan in the middle of the table and removing her paw oven mitts before taking the blunt and lighter from you. 

“You’re lighting it like a cig, here, lemme show you.” She said as she sat down. 

You watched her ignite the flame and brought it over to the tip of the blunt. She slowly rotated the blunt so all sides were burnt, a steady stream of smoke releasing from the lit end of it. 

She brought it to her lips and lightly puffed it twice and you didn’t realize how tight you were squeezing your fists together. 

She put the lighter down, properly ripping from the blunt and breathing in a little… sphere? before exhaling and what the fuck was that she’s so fucking sexy—

“See?” 

“I can see your charred lungs—!”

She busted out into laughter before she started choking, pointing towards the kitchen cabinets, whining out a go get the fuckin’ plates!

You giggled as you rushed over to grab two, along with forks and a knife before jogging back to your seat. 

You made Ellie a plate, cutting her a piece of the cheesy corner and sliding it in front of her, placing her fork on the dish. 

You felt her eyes staring holes into your face, and you slowly turned to her, holding her intense gaze as she brought the blunt up to her lips to hit it. She was watching your every move. All you were doing was putting the fucking casserole on the plate, but you felt so hot. 

You shyly turned away from her gaze and made yourself a plate and ate in comfortable silence (this lasagna was so fucking good, it rendered you speechless!) as Ellie smoked her roach down. You could still feel her staring! 

You both finished eating and you got up to stack and wash the dishes before Ellie stopped you with a nope! you’re my guest! go sit!

“Let me at least wash mine!” You said as you snagged your plate from her hand and ran to the sink, water running and sponge already in hand. 

Ellie threw her plate in the sink as you both giggled, reaching for your plate to snatch it back. You tussled with her, dodging her playful grasps for the dirty dish before you felt her front press all the way up against your back, trapping you between the counter and her. And you were immediately still.

And so was she. 

She slowly reached around you to turn the water off, grabbing the plate and sponge from your nonresistant hands to place them into the sink. Your hands and body were frozen as you stood there. You hadn’t realized how much you’d been anticipating her touch until you felt her hands on both your covered arms. She slowly moved them up before she brought her hands to your shoulders to squeeze them, sliding them over to gently massage her thumbs into the back of your neck. 

You nearly bent over this fucking sink! 

Your breathing picked up even more when she whispered out a this okay?, her breath making the hairs on your arms stand up. You nodded eagerly as you bit your lip. Your pussy nodded even faster! 

Desperate slut! I knew it!, your brain screamed, and for once, you didn’t listen. You just felt the hands on you. 

“You wanna know somethin’?” She whispered out against your neck. 

You nodded so hard. Anything anything anything—

She let out a light chuckle before she said, “I thought about you a lot after you left the bar, ‘s kinda embarrassing.” 

You spoke before you could think. “What… what'd you think about?” You breathed out, unsteady. You felt her hands clench tighter on your shoulders. 

You felt her smirk at your greedy tone against your neck, “Fuckin’ you up against that door, wanted to make you cry.” 

You were about to cry right now! Your pussy’s crying! She needs attention! Your hands were glued to the sink, but you slowly wrapped your foot around her ankle to subtly pull her closer to you. You wanted no space between the two of you, you needed her closer. 

You felt her drop her hands before she whispered out a turn around, baby.

You dropped your foot spun—whipped— around and it made her giggle. She was so, so close but you needed her closer, needed to breathe her in, needed her inside—

You looked at her, you looked at her so fucking hard. She's so gorgeous and handsome and sexy and you needed her like you needed air! You missed her so much! You couldn’t fucking breathe—!

Kissmekissmekissme—

“Stay the night,” she whispered out against your mouth. 

“Not fuckin’ going anywhere.” You could barely recognize your own voice; you needed her so badly. 

She hummed, satisfied with your answer before she grabbed your waist to pull you flush against her—just like she did that night—and kissed you. She kissed you breathless and you couldn’t think. She barely touched you and you were brainless! 

She smelled like weed and fucking pine and your legs felt like jelly! 

Her hands were everywhere: grabbing your hips, grabbing your ass, grabbing your tits through your clothes and you were moaning into her mouth, tugging at her sweatshirt to pull her closer. You felt her studded tongue slide against yours and you moaned again, louder. She hummed back, sucking your bottom lip into her mouth before releasing it to lick it again. You felt her thigh shove between yours in a hard grind against your pussy. You squeaked into her mouth as you impulsively moved downward to meet her thigh. 

“Wanted to cum on me so fuckin’ bad, right? Huh?” 

“Yeah, baby, shit— “

“Uh huh,” she hummed at your whines before pulling back, grabbing at your sweatpants with a rough tug downward. “Take these off, c’mon.” 

You yanked them down as Ellie squatted to help you get them from around your ankles. You stumbled as you lifted a leg to step out of one, but one of her hands came up to your hip to steady you, planting a gentle kiss to one of your thighs with a muttered easy. You noticed her catch a glimpse of your underwear as she pulled away from your leg, which were littered with fucking bowls of fruit are you fucking kidding—

“You’re so fuckin’ cute, holy shit,” you felt her chuckle lightly at your bashed reaction, covering your face as you whined into your hands. 

“This is so fucking embarrassing!” 

She ignored you as you felt her press kisses all over your legs, “Look at me.” 

You whined again, shaking your head. 

You felt her kiss her way back up over your panties, over your stomach with a tight grip on your hips, grabbing your tits over your sweatshirt, and you hadn’t even noticed that your hands dropped from your face to grip the counter to steady yourself. She reconnected her lips with yours and you threw your arms around her neck. She pressed her thigh against you, and you slammed a clenching hand down on the counter behind you for balance. She held your hips to help you grind down on her and you were so, so high-strung and ready to cum for her—

“El—Ellie, oh fuck!” 

“Yeah?” She said against your neck, sucking marks into the skin.

“Ye—mmh!” 

“Gonna get m’fuckin’ leg wet? Gonna make me yours?” She slurred raspily. 

The thought of her being yours was enough to make you cum hard in your panties, your body stiffening and your eyes rolling back as it wracked through you. Ellie made sure to keep the gap between your pussy and her leg closed as you rode your high out. You tried to shut your legs as she pressed into you, but your resistance only made her dig her leg harder into your clit with a cocky chuckle against your neck. You couldn’t stop saying her name and you knew she loved it! You were so happy she was standing as close as she was; You would’ve hit the floor the second it washed over you! 

She continued that slow grind as you came down. She pulled away from your neck to kiss your mouth, then your nose, then both your cheeks before mumbling, “Can you make it upstairs or do you want me walk you to the fuckin’ couch?” 

You peeled your eyes open to lightly glare at her flushed face, and she laughed before kissing your cheek again and pulling you away from the counter. “C’mon, baby, wobble your ass upstairs.” 

You did, lightheaded and all. 

Ellie's room was so… her. 

Posters of metal bands all over the black, faux brick wall, green and blue fairy lights above her dresser, little trinkets and action figures and books on her other dresser. It was all dark tones with hints of forest green on her dresser and nightstands. You were surrounded by her scent when you walked up the stairs, and you almost passed out from elation. 

What you didn’t expect to see was her customized fucking guitar that her dad gave her on the stand in the corner of her room. Next to it, on the desk near her producing equipment, was the embroidered guitar pic that you and your sister got for her eighteenth birthday. She still had it, she actually used it. You immediately felt tears prick your eyes. 

“What’s wrong?” she said sympathetically, wrapping her arms around your waist to hold you against her. You sniffled and wiped your eyes. 

“…Nothin’, just happy and missed you,” You hoped she bought it. You weren’t about to tell her that you were crying over a fucking guitar pic. 

“Missed you so fuckin’ much, you don’t understand,” and you felt her squeeze your waist tighter. 

You were on cloud nine. 

After you calmed down and wiped your face as she kissed your neck in comfort, she guided you over to her mussed king bed with a mumbled sit down against your forehead before kissing it. You sat and moved to scoot up towards the middle of the bed, but she quickly grabbed your ankles and pulled you back down to the edge. You let out a shocked squeak. 

“No one told you to move. Stay there,” She scolded quietly before removing her sweatshirt. Your pussy squeezed at the sight of her bare chest and her fucking defined abs and her everything. You examined her upper body closely: flushed chest littered with freckles shaped like stars, small and random scars that you recognized from her skateboarding accidents years ago, how muscular she was. She was so…

She watched your legs squeeze together with a lick of her lips. You watched her gaze peer down as she watched wetness collect on your panties before she turned and walked towards her dresser to turn her dim lamp and dug around for something… a few things. 

Your heartbeat pounded at an alarming pace as you watched her back muscles move with her rummaging. You let out a quiet, dreamy sigh. You’d let her do anything she wanted to you!

She walked back to the bed with full hands, placing the pile of… toys on her exposed, forest green, pine-scented sheets. 

You were staring so hard at the… weaponry she just dumped next to you. The only one you recognized was the rechargeable blue wand, her fucking thick, dark purple strap oh fuck, some cherry-flavored lube, and that clit massager that people always linked under viral Twitter threads. Hey, ladies! —

Ellie must’ve noticed the shocked look on your face as you eyed the toys because you felt her grab your chin to redirect your gaze onto her. You were so wound up. 

“We don’t have to use all of these, we don’t have to use any of you don’t wanna,” Ellie said gently as she looked down at you while gently caressing your jaw with her pointer finger. “Just wanted you to know I have a preeetty good selection to choose from, it’s up to you, though, whatever you want.” 

You got wetter at her consideration and her soft chuckles and her touch and her tits, and oh god, you were about to say I love you—! 

“Ellie, I’ve never—y’know,” You blurted out before your habit of impulsivity took over.  

“Never used a toy?” 

Your face got hotter as you sighed heavily and averted your gaze towards the wall, and you felt her release your chin to lay on her stomach next to you. 

She called out your name softly. You timidly looked at her. 

“You never had sex?” 

You slowly shook your head no. 

You were expecting her to joke around and laugh at your embarrassing confession, but she looked and sounded so attentive, so comforting, and it made you squirm. 

“It's not a big deal, y’know that right? There’s no timeline to do it. You do it when you wanna… and that’s it.” She said with soft finality as you turned to look at her… very high ceiling. Wealth. 

“I wanna, it’s just… like, I don’t know how. Like, where do I put my hands?” You asked with an awkward chuckle as you stiffly held them in the air. 

She snorted in your ear before she shuffled closer, turning onto her side to face you. You felt her lift your hoodie up just under your lounge bra and you felt her hand graze the exposed skin above your panties, not dipping under, yet. Just… touching along them. It made you shudder.

“You put ‘em where you like,” She whispered in your ear as she kissed them, barely nudging her fingers under your panties. “And you just watch. See how they react.” 

You dropped your hand to place lightly on her wrist to rest there. You saw her gauging your reaction for any signs of discomfort from the corner of your eye. There weren’t any, touch me everywhere!, you wanted to scream. 

“El…Ellie..” You whimpered out

“Tell me what you want from me, I’ll do it, anything you want, just need to hear you say it.” She sounded just as eager as you felt and it was making your toes curl. 

“Can you,” You whined out quietly as you gripped her wrist tighter. She nodded encouragingly at you. “Want you to touch me.” 

“Tell me where, baby.” 

“Y-you know where.” 

“Say it.” She demanded. Her voice was going to put you in a casket! 

“My… my pussy, want you to touch my pussy,” you quickly murmured out to her, your eyes squeezing shut in embarrassment. 

“Take these off,” she whispered, kissing the side of your head as she snapped the band of your underwear against your skin. You quickly lifted your hips to rip them off your body, harshly kicking them onto the floor. She snickered at you. 

She sat up to instantly straddle your waist and your eyes shot open. She looked so pretty on top of you like this. She bent down to place a quick kiss to your lips before she lifted your hoodie up and over your head and tossed it…. fucking somewhere, you didn’t care where! She started kissing you on your cheeks, down to your jaw, to your neck, to your shoulder (you jerked slightly, you love it when she touches you there!). You felt her slowly lift your bra up and over your tits, your back immediately arching up into her so she could pull it off you, tossing that into the abyss, as well. 

“Put your fuckin’ hands up there,” She said, nodding her head up slightly as she sat up to take your body in. You pushed your self-consciousness aside and immediately followed her instructions, releasing the tight grip you had on her sheets and stretching your arms out above your head. “Don’t move ‘em, either.”

You nodded your head. You won't, you won’t! 

She brought her lips down to meet yours again before she trailed them down your body. She kissed and sucked on both your nipples, the stud in her mouth circling the bud, as you whined and squirmed under her, fingers grasping the blankets above your head, your hips bucking up before she pressed them down with her strong hands. 

“Stop moving.” 

You nodded as you whimpered. 

She left kisses down your stomach, sucking bruises into it as she moved down down down, her feet planting on the floor before she got down on her knees. She yanked you closer to the edge and her, throwing your legs over her shoulders again. Your lower half was nearly hanging off the bed!

“Prettiest fuckin’ pussy, I swear to god.” She said against your thighs as she sloppily kissed them. You clenched tighter when she whispered out a so fuckin’ cute. 

You felt her spread your pussy lips with her fingers, exposing the pulsing bud. Another gush of wetness left you and she laughed gently. It made you clench again. 

“Ever put a finger inside?” 

“N-no?” You whimpered between pants.

“You don’t remember?” 

“I’ve never… yeah.” 

She chuckled lightly. “Okay, wanna see if you like it?” 

You let out a shaky mhm!, and you felt her arms tightly wrap around both your thighs before she licked your clit in a slow swipe. 

You moaned out and your back arched and your eyes watered. The jewelry in her mouth was making you see stars and it’s been five seconds. She barely did anything and you felt that tight clench in your core! You were about to cum already!

You felt her tongue move in slow circles on your clit and you couldn’t stop making fucking noise! You were whining out pleads and your pussy was telling her I like it, don’t stop! with every throb, every clench. You could feel her take notes of all your reactions as she slowly massaged your clit with her pierced tongue. You felt that feeling coming back and it was so fast—

“El, mmh!—fuck, ‘m gonna—!”

“You can, ‘m not gonna stop.” She said against your clit. The vibrations sent your brain into overdrive. 

“Ughh! Fuck—!”

You came. You came so fucking hard. You couldn’t fucking run due to the tight grip on your thighs, so you slammed your hand down on her shoulder to ground yourself, digging your nails into it as she moaned out against your clit as she sucked on it. Your head was thrown all the way back as you screamed her name, and she was still sucking on your clit and wasn’t stopping and oh fuck— 

“El, pleasepleaseplease, I can’t—“you called out as you pushed her head away from you. 

She released your clit and slapped it before you could squeeze your thighs together. You let out a squeak and jolted away from her snickering form as you felt her kiss up your legs, to your torso, to your face before resting beside you. 

“You okay?” She asked as she laughed quietly, planting kisses on your ear and neck. You couldn’t move or speak—you could hardly breathe! — and she had the audacity to laugh?!

“I’m not done, I told you that,” She said as she sucked on your shoulder, and you felt a tight squeeze again. 

“Ellie, I can’t take anymore— “

“Yeah, you can, open em’, c’mon, lemme see,” She said as she tapped your stiff thigh. You slowly released the tension in them before letting them fall open and she sat up to prop herself on her elbow. You watched her look down so she could look at and rub your clit again, letting out a quiet fuuuck at the sight of your sticky center. Your legs almost flew shut at the sensitivity, but she held them open with one of her legs. You let out a groan as she laughed louder and rubbed a little harder before she stopped at your whining. Fucking sadist!

“Wanna watch you take my fingers.” 

You whimpered out her name as you met her gaze. 

“Want me to stop, baby?” 

You quickly shook your head. No, no no, don’t stop, don’t leave me! 

She bent down to kiss your neck as she moved her hand to squeeze the inner parts of your thigh before she brought her hand back down to rub your clit again. Your hips bucked, but she didn’t hold you. 

You felt her fingers dip lower and lower until she was at your drippy opening, only to bring them up to her mouth to suck them clean. You moaned when she moaned at the taste and turned to kiss you, gliding her tongue on yours so you could see for yourself. You sucked lightly on her tongue and her tongue ring, and she whined out. 

“Taste so fuckin’ good, such good pussy,” She slurred out against your mouth. You felt her hand go straight back down to your pussy before she lightly nudged her finger in. You went stiff. She kissed your neck to soothe you. 

“This okay?” She asked gently before continuing.  “Always remember you can stop me.” 

“Wan’it, El, I promise, want you everywhere, want you inside,” you sounded just as delirious as she was, drunk off each other. 

She nodded against you. “Okay. Gonna go slow.” 

You nodded back. 

She continued her movements, slowly pushing her pointer finger inside you, watching your face for any signs of discomfort. But you were so fucking wet, you could feel yourself dripping on her fucking sheets, her finger slipped in and you wanted more. 

You felt her slowly rub your clit with her thumb and it made you squeeze tight on her. 

“Can barely move my fuckin’ finger, what the fuck,” She said in shock and it made you squeeze harder! “Want another, baby? Want another inside?” 

You were nodding mindlessly as you listened to the noises your pussy made (yes, please! another inside!) as she rubbed you raw, and you could feel her wiggling around, in search for something—

You moaned aloud as your legs instinctively opened wider so she could get deeper and holy fuck it felt so fucking good when she hit right there—

“Yeah?” She rasped in your ear, pressing on it harder. 

“Yeahyeah, fuck—“

“Yeah babygirl? That’s the spot? Like it right here?” She asked dazed as she slid another finger in to press up against it. You felt the stretch but you didn’t care because you felt something inside you rising and rising—

She wasn’t even fucking you anymore! Just grinding her fingers into right where you needed them while her thumb circled your clit and she was about to make you cum again. The squelching noises of your pussy got louder and louder and your eyes rolled into your skull as your back arched as it hit you. 

“Fuck yeah, fuckin’ give it to me, thaaat’s a good girl, fuck me.” 

You felt a burst of wetness around you and it wouldn’t stop because of how hard Ellie was fucking you. You couldn’t think and all you could say were slurry, wet fuckmefuckmefuckme’s as she took you to the moon and back. 

You finally came down as Ellie pressed kisses on your head while slowly rubbing your clit, talking you back to earth. Your eyes peeled open, bleary and teary-eyed. How were you not dead yet? You felt like you died!

“Welcome back,” you heard a light voice giggle at you. 

You flipped her off and she laughed. She gave it a kitten lick before she sat up. What the fuck—

You watched her get up to run to the bathroom. You heard the sink running before you saw her quickly return with a warm, damp washcloth to clean you up. 

“My sheets are drenched, goddamn,” She said in quiet amazement as she ran her fingers through her hair. It made you blush harder. 

Jinglejinglejinglejingle—

Meow! MeowMeow! Meow—

“Oh shit. Needa feed her, I’ll be back,” Ellie said to you, bending down to plant a kiss on your bruised thigh, discarding the towel in her hamper. You watched as she scooped up Duchess to carry her downstairs while pressing kisses to her head. 

Your heart was pounding as you smiled dotingly at her descending form. 

After feeding the purring kitty and smoking another blunt, Ellie made her way upstairs to find you curled up and snoring. 

She snorted and made her way over to you, pressing light kisses to your back as you shuffled around. 

“I gotta change the sheets babe, up you get, c’mon,” She said gently with an encouraging pat to your ass. She did, in fact, watch it jiggle. “You wanna shower?”

You shook your head as you rubbed your eyes, rolling over onto your back. “M’kay, just gonna change them and you can sleep.” 

Ellie made her way over to her linen cabinet to grab the freshly washed sheets before making her way back over to your now upright form. 

She watched you stand up to toss the blankets and pillows off and ripped the… soaking sheets off, everything—including the pile of toys that she never put back— falling onto the rug covered floor. She noticed your avoidant gaze as you caught glimpses of her dick poking out from under the pile of bedding. It made her smile and blush. 

Ellie made the bed while you sat at her desk to drink water, fluffing the pillows and fixing the blankets. 

“Alright, come lay down.” 

She heard you move instantly as you dove headfirst into the plush bed, immediately grabbing a pillow and sliding under the blankets. 

Ellie shook her head with a smile before moving towards her nightstand to turn off the dimly lit lamp. She made her way to the bathroom before she heard a little waaitt. She turned to see you with an outstretched hand, luring her back to you. 

“What’s the matter?” She asked, squatting next to you. 

“Wanna kiss,” You said, pouting, and Ellie's heart rate shot up. Fuck, fuckfuckfuck—

But she only hummed in acknowledgment, bending down to connect your lips in a soft kiss. “Better?” 

You nodded with a grin, looking lovingly at her face. You leaned in for one more and she accepted. She accepted so quickly. 

“Gonna go shower, okay?” She said gently against your mouth. 

“Without me?” You whispered back with a sly grin, pressing another kiss to her mouth. 

“Shut up, I asked you,” She was cheesing so fucking hard, her cheeks were starting to hurt. 

You giggled, kissing her cheek before turning back over. 

Ellie let out a deep sigh as she stood and stripped, removing her sweatpants and damp boxers, and tossing everything—including your fruit bowl covered panties that you would not be getting back—into the hamper as she made her way to the bathroom. 

She shut the bathroom door and leaned back against it and thought. 

What the fuck has she gotten herself into? 

She wanted you close the minute she saw you downstairs, all warm and cozy with the brightest, gentlest eyes she’d ever had the pleasure of looking into. So soft and gentle and filled with longing. 

She hoped you noticed how much she missed you, too. 

And your stares… so filled with want and desire and eagerness. She wanted to touch you all over. 

She was so fucking horny, and her heart was beating at the speed of light and every time she shut her eyes, she could see you smiling and laughing and—

She just made you cum all over her bed… and fingers…and leg and you were so fucking tight on her, and she wanted to fuck you so bad. Want to make you feel good. Wanted to make you see what she sees whenever she looks at you. So fucking gorgeous. 

She was getting hot again. 

She slowly walked towards the shower and turned the water on, checking the temperature before stepping inside. 

She leaned forward slightly to wet her hair and her face before grabbing her loofah and soap, sudsing it up and scrubbing her body with the bubbly, pine-scented wash. She turned her back towards the hot water and immediately felt a sting on her shoulder. She turned her head, pulling the skin towards her to see the little red lines you dug into her when you came on her face. 

All she could think about was making you fucking squirt again. She needed to fucking cum so bad. 

But she didn’t want to wake you: you looked so cuddly and warm nestled under her blankets with your face nuzzled into her pillow. She wanted you to stay like that, content and satisfied and relaxed. Calm. You deserved it. Fuck, you deserved so much. 

Her soft thoughts were cut off when she turned back around and looked up. At her shower head. Her detachable shower head. She let out a sigh and accepted her fate. 

She rinsed her body off, making sure all the soap was running off of her and into the drain before she reached up to unhook the shower head from its latch in the wall. She adjusted the temperature to make it cooler, adjusted the settings to massage and squatted against the wall. She exposed her clit with her free hand and moved so the water could hit it straight on. The strong pulse made her shudder instantly. 

Justneedacumjustneedacum—

Her glossy eyes fluttered shut and she immediately saw you bouncing on her dick. She saw you rubbing your clit and touching your tits telling her how good it’s stretching you out, and it’s all for her. She saw you looking up at her with your glossy, lustful eyes, your trembling thighs, your glistening pussy. How pretty it is. How pretty your face was. How bright your smile was and fuck, it was going to make her fucking cum—

She wanted you to be happy. She loved seeing you happy. She loved it, she loved it!

“Fuck, shit!” 

She felt that sweet, swelling feeling in her cunt and she was so close. She missed your scent: you smelt like fucking sunflowers she wanted it all over her. Wanted to drown in you in any way she could. Any way you’d allow. 

She lov—

And she came so fucking hard, her ears started ringing. Her brain only producing images of you and your giggling face and you playing your fucking violin! Who would’ve thought that would make her eyes roll back into her skull as her clit throbbed in her high?

She felt the sensitivity in her bud as she held the flow of water on it, but she needed more. She wanted you so bad, she couldn’t get enough. She was biting her lip to keep from making noises because you were fucking sleeping, but she couldn’t help the little hums and squeaks of pleasure as she bucked up into the stream. 

She was going to cum again. She was getting tighter and she felt it in her toes and she couldn’t stop shaking. 

It was coming so fast. She threw her head back against the shower wall as it swelled in her lower belly and it’s right there it’s right there—

All she heard was your screams of Ellie! and fuckme! and yes! more! want you everywhere! and she blacked out when it hit her. Her mouth dropped open, and she couldn’t help the moans that left her, saying your name as quietly as she could manage. Fuck, she wanted you next to her. Wants you close, always wants you close. She never wants you away from her again. 

She came down, tossing the still running shower head onto the floor as she slouched in her position. Her vision was spotty as she glanced around at the marble walls, but she could still see you in her mind. And she knew that you wouldn’t be leaving it anytime soon. 

Fuck. 

She was in trouble. 

After Ellie got up on her trembling legs and dried off, she walked back into her room to find you tucked under her dark blankets while Duchess laid across your feet on her back. Her heart stuttered in her chest, and she couldn’t help the small smile that made its way onto her face. 

She put on a pair of boxers and Dina’s old Slayer tee before she pulled the covers back to lay next to you. She heard Duchess move around on top of your legs. She carefully sat up to stick her arm out to lure her closer, picking up the tired kitty before she put the fur ball between your bodies. She felt the kitty relax in her grasp. 

Ellie looked up at your tranquil, sleeping form before leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. You nuzzled closer even in your resting state. 

Yeah. 

She was in fucking trouble. 

You woke up early. With no scarf on! 

It was around six in the morning when your eyes pulled up, and you were very hot. And there was something fluffy between your neck and chin. 

And then you remembered. Ellie. Kitty. Ellie, Ellie, Ellie. Oh, shit. The memories of last night slammed into you like a sixteen-wheeler and you couldn’t stop grinning. You probably looked crazy from another perspective. 

She was holding you to her chest, your bare back flush against her clothed chest. You tried to shuffle as lightly as you could so you wouldn’t wake your cuddler, but she moved with you anyway, pulling you closer. 

And then you felt her nails just barely grazing up and down your arm as you relaxed into her instantly. 

“Ellie?” You whispered. 

“Mhm?” she said hoarsely back. Fuck.

“You awake?” 

“…No.” She said with a snort. You gently kicked her leg as you grinned. 

Duchess had moved from your shoulder and onto the bed when you both started shifting, stretching her back before sitting to lick her paw and wipe her face with it, soft jingles ringing through the silence of the room. 

“She likes you,” Ellie noted softly in your ear before kissing it. 

“I love her,” you whispered back as you turned around to face the warm girl. She was resting her head on her large pillow, softly caressing your other arm. Her eyes slowly trailed down your face, then your neck, to your breasts. You watched her lick her lips before biting them. You blushed and reached out to lightly slap her arm. She smiled. 

“Not gonna touch. Just lookin’,” She whispered with a foxlike grin on her face as she continued to stare. 

You giggled at her as she softly laughed with you. “You can touch if you wanna.” 

“Oh, I’m gonna, just not right now,” she said huskily as she cockily raised her brow at you. It made you shiver in delight. She could touch you anywhere. 

But your smile slowly disappeared when you remembered. 

“Ellie?” 

“Yeah?” She said back quietly, meeting your eyes. 

“I leave in a couple days,” you said sadly. “Back to campus, I mean.” 

She nodded in understanding, but you saw her brows pulled down in a slight frown. She looked a little sad at the sound of you leaving and you wanted to hold her so tight. 

“When do you come back, do you know?” she asked in a whisper as she mindlessly played with your fingers under the blanket.

“Not ‘til April,” you said with a sad smile. “Spring break.” 

She let out a sigh before she leaned forward to plant a kiss to your lips, you instantly reciprocating. 

She pulled back to whisper, “Do you needa leave today?” 

You reluctantly shook your head yes. “Not right now, but later, yeah.” 

She said nothing, but she grabbed you by the waist to pull you closer into her chest, nuzzling your neck to plant kisses on it. You didn’t want to leave, and you could feel tears pricking your eyes. You blinked rapidly so she wouldn’t notice how upset you were getting. 

“Wanna make you breakfast, at least.” 

You let out a wet laugh as you sniffed lightly. “You almost burned your house down when you made Jesse those cupcakes for his birthday way back! You’re never allowed in the kitchen again.” 

“Oh, fuck you! I was ten and didn’t know what the numbers were on the knob, leave me alone,” She muffled with a smile into your neck. You let out an even louder laugh at her admission. She pressed one more kiss to your neck before sitting up and removing the blankets. Your nipples hardened as the cold air hit them. 

“What are you lookin’ at? Hm?” You heard her ask. You propped yourself up to see who she was talking to. You followed her line of sight onto the floor to see a… very judgmental looking Duchess giving her owner a feed me now! glare. 

“She’s a fuckin’ homophobe. Make out with me so we can piss her off more!” She said jokingly, making kissy faces and grabby hands at you. Even though you wanted her tongue in your mouth again, you declined. 

“No! Go feed the baby right now!” You said with a laugh as you moved away from her. She laughed at you before she jumped up from the bed. 

“Come on, m’love,” Ellie said as she clicked her tongue at her cat, moving towards the stairs. Small jingles and soft scratches on the hardwood filled the room. 

“Ellie, can I use your shower?” You yelled from upstairs. 

“…Course you can!” You heard her yell back. 

You hadn’t noticed as you moved towards the bathroom, but Ellie flushed bright red at the mention of the shower. 

After washing up and stealing some of Ellie’s pine-scented lotion, you put your hoodie and sweatpants from yesterday back on—bare pussy, where the fuck did your underwear go?!—and flew down the stairs at the smell of sausages and syrup. 

You saw Ellie standing over the burning stove, spatula in hand, toaster filled with blueberry Eggos. Your heart raced at the sight. 

“Oh my god, you weren’t joking about breakfast!” You said excitedly while trying to act like your heart wasn’t about to burst out of your chest. You hoped it was working. 

“Oh, you think this is for you? This is mine, you’re making your own!” Ellie said as she looked at you in mocked shock. 

“Fuck you! Put my eggs on the damn plate!” You yelled back to her as you walked over the table. 

She laughed as she stacked two waffles on your plate before topping them with whipped cream, along with your crispy sausages and (slightly burnt) eggs. She's so cute! 

The little chef walked over to you, towel slung over her shoulder as you giggled giddily. She sets your plate in front of you, calling the masterpiece chef Ellie’s surprise! with a dramatic wave of her towel. You clapped for her as she bowed. 

You drenched your waffles in syrup and dug in, as she lightly jogged over to you with a you couldn’t fuckin’ wait for me?!, plate in hand. 

You ate and talked and joked and laughed so hard, you nearly choked on your orange juice. The two of you were in your own little universe and you never wanted to leave. 

But you had to eventually, and you felt devastation wash over you every hour that passed. 

It was noon, and you had to go home. 

Ellie held your hand the entire walk down the stairs. You got your puffer from the couch and put it back on as you both walked towards the front door. 

She bought your Uber after your denial of her offer to drive you home, sadly claiming I don’t know if sissy’ll be there, and you could tell that the mention of your sister saddened her, but she accepted with a soft okay. 

She squatted to lace up your boots, planting a gentle kiss to your clothed knee before she rose to your height. She’s so tall, fuck. 

“Ready, babe?” She asked gently, wrapping her arms around your neck. You waddled closer, rubbing your nose against hers. She pressed a kiss to your mouth, and you pressed another to hers.

“Don’t wanna go,” you barely whispered out. You felt your eyes getting a little glossy. Don’t fucking cry. 

“Don’t want you to go, but you gotta,” She said gently. “Fucking scholar.” 

You were going to say something, but a notification came from her phone in her pocket. She grabbed it, softly saying your car was downstairs. 

“Text me when you get home, okay?” 

You nodded, giving her one more kiss before pulling away from her warmth, slowly walking towards the front door with her following behind. You pulled it open before turning to wrap your arms around her, and she held you just as tightly. You could see Duchess sleeping on the couch on her back, and your tears fell as you shut them. Don’t cry don’t fucking cry—

You knew you weren’t going to be able to see her before you left, so you inhaled her scent one last time until you saw her again. 

And you turned to leave before she could see your tear-stained face. 

You sent a quick text to Ellie as you exited the car saying that you made it safely. She sent you a im glad baby. get some rest and ill see u soon. And it made you sob. And horny. You want to fuck again. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket when you got up to your room, wiping your damp cheeks. You opened your STUNNA GIRL RIDERS👩🏾‍🦳💯 group chat. 

y: hi guys lol 

And you nearly jumped at how fast the messages came through. 

ari: BITCH DKNT FUCCKINGNSAY HI LIKE SHIT IS SWEET HOW WASS THE PIPE 

krissy: hi honey! 

shining starr: U HOE

ari: SHES SO YRJXIDNFN I KNOW SHE LAID IT DOWNNNNN DDDDEEEEOWNNNNN 

y: y’all r so annoying 

y: not u kris ily so much ur everything to me

krissy: ur my baby! ilym 

ari: SHUTHT EYFHCJCXUPPP GIMME THE DETAILS I NEED EVERY DETAIL RIGHRNFUCKDINGNNOW IM NOT FUXKING PLAYING

shining starr: 😛😛

y: she made me cum when she did the knee thing and sucked my tits and ate me out and made me squirt when she fingered me

You quickly typed the message and sent it before you regretted it. Your cheeks ran hot even thinking about it. You missed her so fucking much. 

shining starr: oh wow.

ari: OHTNMTCUXKDKSIEIEIEISISJSKAKDBHDJS 

krissy: eeeek i’m so glad u had fun!! 

shining starr: u freak. always the fucking quiet ones i told u bitches that

ari: FUCKKDMFMEKWISDJJDJKOOEOEKWJWN 

ari: SHES S ABOUT TO TURN YOU OUT FUCKCDINNG THATS SO FUCKIRGNNHOT 

y: we didn’t even get to fuck fully but she has so many toys

y: i miss her so bad already 

y: she has a kitty🥺

ari: BITCH FUCK THE CAT!!!! NOBODY CARES!! WHAT COLOR IS HER STRAP 

ari: FUCKIGNNGG. FIRE HYDRANT DICK CONFIRMED???

shining starr: LMFAAOOOOO 

You giggled as you sent them (Arya) the details about what happened last night and this morning and you fucking missed Ellie. You couldn’t believe how much you missed her. 

You used to hate the Spring, but now, you couldn't wait for it to come. 

they getting freaakyyy mmmm everybody clap.

everyone pray 2 the proofread gods 4 me they aint answering my calls no more

shoutout to my lil taglist :p. @fandomshitpostingqueen, @nymphetkoo, @sawaagyapong, @gold-dustwomxn

pt. 5 :p

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams angst #ellie x you #ellie x reader #ellie williams au #black!oc #black!reader #the last of us #ellie williams x black!reader #lesbian #works 𖧧࣪ #scent of the pine. ̥*ೃ

[seonghwa-potatos]

You are mine, I’m yours

SUNGHOON GIF

summary: Coming home to a night of clubbing, you wanted something fun to do since you didn’t have a good time.However, you were in trouble as soon as you came home, expecting the unexpected you get a new feel of unusualness with your husband Sunghoon, He’s acting different than normal, but you weren’t complaining because you had fun

pairings: possessive!dom!sunghoon x sub!reader ( married )

warnings: mafia au, alcohol consumption, creep at a club, light bdsm

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You and your group of friends are headed to a club, but you couldn't wait, because you haven't been to one in a while.Getting dropped off by Lily's brother you guys wait in line. About 10 mins later you guys enter.”Straight to the floor!” Mina says excitedly running as she takes a shot. You and the others follow behind her dancing along to the beat.Feeling the beat you let the beat flow and just dance.You felt yourself get a little wavy so you decide to get some water from the bar.30 mins scroll by and you feel a little less wavy than before.Going back to the dance floor you and your friends dance to yall anthem song.

One song after another, you feel Mina grab your waist, but then you realize its not.Turning around you see him smiling creepily at you.”Wannaaa goo to myy place” he says putting his hand on your shoulders.You push his hand off your shoulders.”Dont fucking touch me” you say menacingly.He’ s suddenly dragged off by 2 guys, but you dont question it, things happen for a reason you say to yourself.You enjoy yourself for another 30 mins and It was time to get then.

You all walked out getting into a car and you were surrounded by all your drunk friends. You were done,You wished you were home, but wanting them to get home safe, you were the last to go home.

20 mins later

You get home and so irritated with the night you wanted to do something fun but what was their to do at 2am.Opening the front door.”Honey, Im home” you say all lights are off you turn them on to see Sunghoon sitting in his chair.”Undress” he says spreading his legs leaning back on his chair with his hand gesturing to you to undress.”huh” you say not sure if what he said was what he said.”I said undress” he says cocking his head to the side, smirking. Making you flustered and aroused by what he says you begin to undress slowly only into your bra and underwear.” Sunghoon a-are you mad?” you say because you had never seen this side of him.You were turned on by what he was doing, but you wanted to make sure everything was okay.”Look” he says leaning forward at your eye level.”No one can touch you besides me…Now get on your knees in front of me” he says running his hands through his hair.You get on your knees looking at him you could tell he was mad, you saw his veins popping out as well as the jaw thing he does sometimes.Then you remembered at the party, he had to have saw.

”When he got dragged away, that was you?” you say questioningly. “He’s dead”he says “dead, again Sunghoon you can't do this every time something happens.”You say getting up towards him.He stands up at the same time looking down onto you. “You belong to me, I didn't like how he touched you” he says, brushing his hand over your face.”But why were you watching me” you say crossing your arms.”To keep you safe, If something were to happen to you I would have peeled him alive, so he’s better dead” he says pressing his lips onto yours.You wanted to talk to him about this issue right then and their, but your mind went crazy after he went down to you neck kissing it.He looks so good in his suit you told yourself.He breaks away “tonight i'm going to ruin you” he says meeting your eyes.”You’ve been a bad girl,So tonights your punishment” he says.You bite your lip a little excited.”p-punishment “ you say feeling your face become red. You were never this sensitive, but Sunghoon made you drop your panties every time.He’s usually a lot sweeter and does what you want usually during sex but him taking control brought a different feeling you wanted to see fully.”Get on your knees” he says watching you get on your knees in front of him. Placing his hand on your chin and making you look at him he says “Now open your mouth for me” he says cocking his head.You open your mouth without hesitation as he begins to unbuckle his belt.He puts his cock into your mouth moving your lips a little with his fingers.You feel his cock hit the back of your throat.”Now if you be a good girl, I'll let you cum today” he says running his hands through your hair.You begin to gag on his dick as you look up you see his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he groans.pulling out he sits on his chair telling you to take off your underwear and lay onto him.Sitting on his lap you feel yourself becoming wetter than you are.He runs his hand down your spine unclipping your bra.Moving his hand to your waist he runs his hand down to your clit rubbing you.He notices how sensitive you are, as you begin to shake a little.”Do I make you feel good” he says whispering into your ear.”Is that why your so sensitive today?” he says as you feel him breathing onto your back. “Sunghoon y-you can't say that” you say heavily arching onto him as he plays with you , edging you on. He then pulls his hand away.”S-sung hoon why'd you stop” you say heavily. “The only way you're getting off is using my thigh," he says.”I-I “ you forget what you want to say panting by the suddenness.

So you go back and forth onto his leg, but it doesn't seem to work.”C-can you just put it in me”you say turning facing him.”baby, that's not how this works, fucking you today, will be your reward, so do as I say and you’ll get what you want baby” he says turning you back around and pushing you onto the floor.He bends you over pushing his hand down on your back making you arch.He then grabs your waist putting you on him,making you feel his bulge.”This, this is what you want baby, remember your goal” he says pulling away and standing up.Their was no way he could resist for so long.So you wanted to put him to the test.”Is that so?” you say turning walking towards him pushing his chest making him go to the wall. “Don't tempt me” he says grabbing your hand, cocking his face towards you with your lips and his barely apart. He grabs your arm moving you into the room near, pushing you onto the bed.”I want you to touch yourself in front of me” he says leaving you shocked,Your face becomes flushed with red because this would be so embarrassing.”Don't pretend to be so innocent, spread your legs for me”He says looking at you.Opening your legs you slide your hands down rubbing up and down you stuff two fingers inside you,you hold your moans.

You let out a small moan accidently.You look up to see if he heard you.Meeting his eyes you look back down hoping he had it heard.You start to rub your clitoris holding back as much as you could.He was your husband, but you couldn't explain the feeling of why you wanted to hold your moans.All of a sudden he grabs your chin forcing you to look into his eyes. You accidently let out a surprised moan.”Good girl, let me hear more of you” he says, holding the back of your neck causing you to moan laying down onto the bed.He places his hand sliding his hand down your thigh circling your clit.You flip you head back “Sunghoon d-don't stop” you say whimpering.”I didn't know you could be this sensitive” he says like he's observing you.he hits your spot “Cum for me baby” he says pressing down for you.The bed is soaked in seconds.”I'll be using the blindfold” he says making you sit up.Before you know it all you see is black.You feel your hands moved to the back of you being tied with something.You feel yourself turned over making your face into the bed with your ass in the air. A good minute passes by “Sunghoon?” you say embarrassed because your ass is just in the air.You feel your clitoris met by his tongue, with such suddenness you let out a squeal clenching your legs he prys them open still licking you down. You moan into the bed not being able to control them no longer and you feel his tongue inside you constantly.The sensation is so strong you feel yourself melt as he holds you up. He removes himself from you “Your thighs are shaking so much” he says you could hear the smirk of the way he said that.Turning your head to the side “S-sung hoon “ you say as your breath hitches.” I’d hold onto the bed frame if I were you” he says making you do so.Grabbing onto the frame, you feel him at your entrance as he goes in.

A cut off moan comes out as he enters you.Thrusting inside you, your moans are more like whimpers now as he goes deeper cutting your moans off completely as he pounds you senseless.You had lost yourself completely. Pulling out he flips you over facing him, taking the tie, he tied you up with off, and the blindfold. You see him breathing heavily with sweat coming off his hair dripping onto you as he shoots his cum on your breast collapsing onto you, rolling his eyes to the back of his head. Laying on his chest breathing hard he says “your mine, I don't share what I own remember that.”

#dom!bts #dom!fem!reader #fanfic #kpop smut #sub!reader #smut #enhypen smut #smut tw #18+ blog #18+ account #18+ only #18+ content #18+ post #18+ age range #18+ readings #18+ minors dni #18+ obviously #kpop rp #kpop fanfic #dom!reader #dom!sunghoon #sunghoon #sub! #sexy content #dom!kpop #enhypen #enhyphen #fanfics #writing #female writers

[rainylunesstorm]

yall help im so bad at time management I HAVE SO MUCH TO STUDY FOR. ONE OF THE 2 TESTS I HAVE TMR IS A SCI TEST. I CANT MEMORIZE EVERY PART OF A CELL IN LESS THAN 30 MIN HADKJGAKDGJKADJGKADJKADJFKAJ

#rei rambles

[ncityavenue]

What Dating Ten would be like..

Ten x Black Female Reader

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──♡︎ I feel like dating Ten would be a Rollercoaster, nothing different than when yall were friends just this time yall are more intimate *wink wink*, if yall have a schedule and he knows that you have been working really hard he automatically hits snooze for 5 mins without trying to disturb you. He likes to do things for you without you asking, like helping you with your hair (buying pretty bonets, hair accessories,etc.), giving you massages after your long showers together, singing to you, YEAH ALLAT. He likes when you get confident it DRIVES HIM INSANE, just imagine you're in a red silky dress that hugs your curves when yall going out and he sees you and he's just like "you look way too good🤨". Yall be perverted towards each other n shi (this is motivated by ten saying himself that he's crazy and weird), like he'll slap your ass maybe even grip it infront of ANYONE cause it's respectfully his. And you do it right back to him, which lowkey gets him in a ~mood~. He hypes you up alot LIKE ALOT, you could waking up eyes all crusty lips all dry bonnet on your head and he'd be like "damn you look so good" and you're like "sir...I don't even look the part yet. I CAN BARELY OPEN MY EYES" and he's just like "I don't care that's not the point". He's all for that fem Dom shit, he loves it honestly, if you wanna dom for the night shiiiii say less JEOSBDHSBWO😭, he's kinda a power bottom so it doesn't matter. He calls anything a date honestly, yall goin to the supermarket to get some food? It's a date. Yall goin to the gas station? It's a date. Yall goin to a new restaurant that opened like last week? It's definitely a date and come DRESSED YOUR BEST. He loves just staring at you, sometimes when yall are laying down and your just chilling he looks at you for a long period of time and then decides to pinch your chub/fat/skin, "ow! What was that for?" "You look so cute:)" "you could've told me instead of pinching me babe" "I'm sorry you're just so ADORABLE" *Proceeds to attack you with smooches*. He's like those Facebook moms that takes a picture of EVER-Y-THING, you could be sitting on the part bench and he jumps up telling you to strike a pose. He truly thinks you're a model. He always and I mean ALWAYS says "when we get married" which he never notices that he says that so oftenly like one time yangyang had to say "yo, you're throwing your girl In a loop because you keep saying 'when we get married' instead of 'if' " Ten just shrugs but now that it effects you greatly he says it on purpose. He's evil. Since Ten isn't the best cook you'll teach him right? Right..??😧 unless you suck as well then Kun's gonna have to come in handy. One incident where neither of you knew how to cook something and called kun to help and teach you guys but yall didn't pay attention at all💀 all you guys did was smooch up on each other and have that poor man Kun third wheel SO HARD. But your relationship with Ten is here I say a 10/10!!! ♡︎──

#nct #nct scenarios #wayv ten #wayv imagines #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #nct imagines #wayv x reader #ten lee

[mym-senpai]

Repost because Tumblr is a meannie ヽ(｀⌒´メ)ノ

Pairing : Akaashi x fem!reader. BUT the focus is more on Akaashi, Bokuto, Kuroo and Kenma as a (chaotic) friend group !

Summary : Akaashi is about to introduce you to his closest friends. He hopes that everything will go smoothly but deep down he knows that when your friends are Kuroo, Kenma and Bokuto, things rarely go according to the plan.

Warning : none really. It’s chaotic because I live for chaos. My super introvert friend (hiii hellooo heyy ! If your read this thank you again for your feedback) said that Bokuto tired them out just by reading him (just like in canon). So I guess if you are super introvert beware to be drained from all your energy. Also you may want to fight Kuroo and wipe his grin off his face, but like always no ?

A/N : This is my contribution to the A First Time For Everything Collab by the lovely @suckerforsugawara aka Lexi ! This is also my first time sharing and most importantly writing , so I hope you will enjoy it. Also thanks again to my bestie Iija for being my dear beta-reader, your feedback means a lot (go read her work people it's @ffsg0jo !)

word count : 4,6 k (sorry)

“We may have to wait for some time.” Akaashi warned his friends, absentmindedly twisting his fingers, his anxiety level obviously rising. “She may be a little bit late.”

“We are literally 20 min early. Why on earth would she already be here.” Interjected an over-the-top dramatic Kuroo.

“What do you mean TWENTY MINUTES early?? Are you telling me that we CLEARLY had enough time to stop at the purikura to take some awesome pictures? I really wanted to do it and yall said nah!” Betrayal and hurt were written all over the equally dramatic owlish man face. But neither Akaashi nor Kuroo had the time to address the moody ace’s complaint because of a lower but colder voice entering the game.

“That’s absurd Kenma, twenty minutes! T-W-E-N-T-Y, it’s not enough for a full or even a partial battery charge.”

“That’s absurd Kenma, twenty minutes! T-W-E-N-T-Y, it’s not enough for a full or even a partial battery charge.”

“Way enough for me tho.”

“You know what, WHATEVER. There is no way, hear me out, no way that you will spend your time playing instead of interacting with her!”

Anticipating an attack, Kenma strongly grabbed his phone in his pocket for protection purpose. “I do what I want.”

“It’s rude.”

“It’s not.”

“It is.”

“Is not.”

High-schooler behavior. Thought Akaashi, too unbothered to interrupt the duo, or rather too preoccupied to trouble himself playing their game.

“WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR SWITCH, you still have your phone anyway!!” lamented a dejected Bokuto. “Nee Akaasheee why did you say no when you knew we obviously have enough time ??”

Oh, please no, not Emo Bokuto. Are we back in high school??? Akaashi was deep in thought, no emotion showing, mind racing to hastily find an adequate answer. And he really had to be fast before Kuroo opened his mouth and aggravated the situa -

“AS IF YOU ARE ABLE TO TAKE ONE PICTURE OF YOURSELF IN LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES??? And you want us to believe that you would be able to take five group pictures, add custom drawings and writings, pay, and print it in just twenty minutes?”

Oh no, too late.

“I am totally capable of doing everything you just said, you hater.” He was too boisterous, Akaashi didn’t like that, not at all. “You know what let’s go now. If we run, we can be there in less than five minutes. AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I can do all this in only fifteen minutes.” Dumbfounded. There were no other words to describe Kuroo and Akaashi’s reaction. Hence their silence and lack of action. “COME ON LET’S GO. We are losing time. You’re doing this on purpose Kuroo, you cheater! »

“Bokuto.”

“Yes Kenma.”

Kenma was too apathetic while Bokuto was too hyped, which presages nothing good for the latter’s mood. “Five minutes already passed. Plus, it may take us five minutes to go but also five minutes to come back. So, we only will have five minutes to take the pictures. And it’s the weekend, all the high school girls are out and queuing to do their own pictures. Let it go.” Silence again.

Kuroo was avoiding Akaashi’s death glare. He was aware that he spilled the tea and caused this whole drama. Kenma was on edge, Bokuto was … clearly sniffing and nearly sobbing and Akaashi was ready to kill him because you would be welcomed in this sour mood. But no worry, after all, he is the famous and lovely Kuroo Tetsuro. As ‘Japan Volleyball Association Sports Promotion Division Representative’, he got to polish and refine his favorite skill of his: smooth talking. “Well then just fifteen minutes left to wait. Not that bad uh. Still better than one eternity.” A loud silence was his only answer. “You know guys, like in SpongeBob. ’One eternity later’. ” Silence again sprinkled with judgy glares. Ouch. He might need to level up his game apparently.

Oh, it’s going to be a long afternoon. You know what, lost for lost… “Actually, we still have to wait twenty minutes.” Blatantly admitted Akaashi who was already tired.

“Say sike now Akaashi, because we clearly agreed on twenty minutes because of these two-man children.” Dramatic Kuroo was back.

“Kuro.”

“Yes Kenma.”

“You’re a man child too.”

Enlighten by this new piece of information, Kuroo turned his head toward Akaashi so fast that the four of them heard a pop. “Akaashi, I can’t believe it. You. YOU, the responsible one, do not trust me?”

So dramatic, it made Akaashi roll his eyes. “No, I do not”.

Kuroo’s gasp was loud. “Care to tell me why so?”

“The Hakone Trip.” The three other men responded with one voice and no hesitation.

“I THOUGHT WE AGREED TO NEVER TALK ABOUT THE HAKONE TRIP EVER AGAIN!”

PING

A notification. Akaashi could ignore Kuroo and Bokuto’s antics much to his delight.

As he was about to answer, he got interrupted by his former schoolmate. “Is that her??? Are you going to call her?? Can I say hello?? If not tell her I say hello.”

“I am just going to answer her text Bokuto-san. She will be there in 20 min, you can wait.” Getting ready to unlock his phone, he was once again interrupted.

“Since when is this your background?? I thought it was a picture of some onigiri from Onigiri Miya that ‘you adore so much but can't have here in Tokyo’.” interrogated Kuroo.

“Yes, it was.”

“Why did you change? Last time we took a dope group picture and refuse to set it as your new Lock Screen.”

Unphased, he unlocked his phone. “Bold of you to assume I want to see your face every time I check my phone.”

“You didn’t answer the question tho.” Kuroo was still behind his back.

“Have you ever heard the expression curiosity killed the cat?” Akaashi tried to focus on his two priority tasks: responding to you and ignoring his annoying friend.

“But satisfaction brought it back.” Completed Kuroo boldly.” Soooo, why? Usually, change is not really your forte?”

“Please Akaashi just answer otherwise he won't shut up and we are spending the whole afternoon with him.” Kenma intervened, as direct as ever.

Your exchange was over, he has no excuse to not answer. “Y/n saw the picture and asked me to change. It made her hungry and eager to try some, but she can’t yet because they are only available in Ōsaka.”

Kuroo sported a sly smile that made Akaashi’s blood boiled. But thankfully, before the former had the chance to add his sarcastic input, Bokuto asked:” So you choose a volleyball picture! Where is it from? It looks cool !!”

“I asked Udai-sensei if he could doodle something really quick and that’s what he proposed.”

“Wait, so it’s custom? It’s even cooler. Do you think he would be okay to draw me while I spike? I want a cool Lock Screen too.”

“I can still as-”

PING

“Y/n again?”

“Yes Bokuto-san, just let me answer her question quickly.” As he was typing, the two older men got closer to him, close enough to be able to sneak a glance at his screen. But discretion was never one of their qualities. “Are you two for real? You are reading my conversation without asking ??”

“And you, you are checking her grammar. You’re a bigger nerd than I am!” snorted Kuroo.

“Don’t be like that Kuroo, Akaashi has been checking my grammar and my kanji since high school. It’s really helpful.” advanced Bokuto to a not-so-convinced Kuroo.

“She is a foreigner. She asked me to do so to help her get better at communicating.”

“You see, told you so.” Bokuto was proud. “Now I don’t care about grammar.”

“Yeah, no joke.” Kuroo couldn’t restrain himself.

Bokuto ignored him. In fact, nobody paid him any attention. “Show me her contact picture, this is more interesting.”

Akaashi complied capturing his two older friends’ attention one more time.

“Wait, it’s a drawing, again?” Bokuto was perplexed.

“Of an anime character.” Added Kuroo also in disarray.

His interest having been peaked, Kenma detached his gaze from his phone and looked at the picture. “Oh, it’s Inosuke from Kimetsu no Yaiba. He’s pretty popular. Quite surprised she didn’t choose a Hashira tho.”

“Her favorite character is indeed a Hashira. But she said she had a spiritual connection with Inosuke’s lack of braincells. Therefore, it’s a good fit for her contact picture.”

“So, she chose her contact picture, and you did what she told you to ?” Asked Kuroo with a shit-eating grin.

Akaashi remembered why in high school he nicknamed Kuroo ‘Pain-in-the-ass Kuroo-san’. And he started second guessing his decision of inviting Kuroo to this first meeting as the bad feeling in the back of his mind became more and more prominent. But before he got the time to respond, Bokuto talked again. “The drawing is nice and all. But, man, I really wanted to see what she looks like.”

“Bokuto we are literally going to see her in fifteen minutes from now.”

“I know Kenma. But what if she is pretty?" Even if they didn’t understand where he was going, they let him keep talking anyway. “I mean, clearly if Akaashi enjoys talking with her it means that she is somehow intellectually stimulating, quick-witted and highbrow.”

The others were exchanging puzzled looks. Since when did Bokuto know expressions such as ‘intellectually stimulating’ or ‘highbrow’? Kuroo was the first to talk. “How can you say that when you just learned that Inosuke is her spirit animal? On her contact picture she even added ‘No thoughts head empty’.”

“My sisters always say that in order to know whether you think or not, you actually have to be sharp, like you know, think a lot and be supersmart and all.”

Sometimes Bokuto-san is scaringly brilliant, thought Akaashi. Well, he always has been, how to phrase it, ‘emotionally intelligent’ but guessing that rapidly like that …

“Akaashi, I don’t like your silence at all. I am correct, right???” Bokuto started to get agitated again.

“You do worry for nothing Bokuto-san. She is quite easy-going.” tried to reassure Akaashi.

“SO, YOU’RE SAYING THAT SHE IS INTELLIGENT A-N-D COOL? No sorry, can’t do that!”

“Since when are you intimidated by girls Bokuto?” Asked Kuroo. “Usually, your sheer stupidity grants you an amazing boldness. Where is it now? “

“Kuroo, my bro, my guy, my dude. Yes, my coolness comes for my shining and stunning personality but mostly from my incredible volleyball skills and my magnetizing presence on the court. We are literally in the middle of the street. THE STREET. I am not in my element to impress a cool, intelligent, AND pretty girl. Try to follow please.“

“Bokuto, my friend, my brother, homie. Akaashi never said that she was pretty. Right Akaashi? “

Damn. Does Kuroo have a special power or something like that to always choose the answer that will worsen the situation? Thought Akaashi at lost for words while three pairs of eyes were fixing him in anticipation. I should not lie to them as they are going to see by themselves in ten minutes how beautiful y/n is. But if I say so now, chaos will ensue.

“Oh my god. You are right bro.”  Kuroo’s voice was uncharacteristically quiet.

“I AM OUT!” Bokuto was a mess.

“Hell, no you are not.” Kenma cut the both of them.

Akaashi was relieved. Finally, a voice of reason. Somebody in my corner in this terrible situation.

“You stay here and I peace out.” In less than ten words, Kenma managed to destroy all of Akaashi’s hopes. “Only one of us can be absent. Otherwise, it’s rude.”

“Oh yeah, now you’re concerned about what is rude and what is not, REALLY?” Kuroo strikes back not intimidated by Kenma’s deadly glare.

“And why are you the one who gets to leave and avoid being humiliated ???” Bokuto was still a mess.

“Both of you are extroverted. I am not. You’ll find a way to deal with the situation.”

“You literally stream thrice a week for I don’t even know for how many people. What are you even talking about ??” Kuroo won’t back down.

“Yeah, you said it. Stream. Online. In my room. Not in face of actual people. And certainly not talking face to face with a ‘cool, intelligent, and pretty girl’. So cut me some slack, would you ??”

“Heck no. I am the one leaving.” Kuroo theatrically placed his hands on Bokuto’s shoulders and looked him dead in the eyes. “Bokuto you are panicking for nothing. We all know it. You love meeting new people. And y/n being all that is just a plus in your book. So, focus please. Like just chill.” He then turns towards Kenma. “As for you. Stop being a child. And work on your anxiety. Meeting y/n right now is a good exercise.”

“Stop trying to be so sly and just let me leave, Kuro.”

“I AM LEAVING KENMA NOT YOU.”

“But you love meeting new people too. What are you even talking about? We are friends with most of our friends because you can’t shut your big mouth.”

“Kenma. Listen carefully. Since when am I able to talk with girls?”

With that, Kenma, knowing Kuroo so well, had no conter argument to offer and simply went silenced. After some time though Bokuto let a weak: “Bro stop caping.”

“Bo. Why do you think Nekoma had no manager while I was captain??”

“Kuroo, that was 6 years ago.” Bokuto tried to rationalize.

“And no girl wanted to be our manager because you, goofball, discussed with Yaku and Kai what your type of girl was. In the middle of the fricking class. And so loudly. The words passed among girls of all classes each school year. And they all agreed to not be in contact with the volleyball club because of that. You were even fighting with Yaku about hair length. How embarrassing. Nothing to do with you per se.” Kenma was merciless. “Also. You talk with Alisa just fine.”

Kuroo started laughing. “Alisa? Alisa Haiba as in Lev’s older sister ??” Kenma nodded which made Kuroo laugh even more hysterically. He was even holding his ribs. But after some time, he calmed himself down. “So, you’re talking about LEV’S SISTER who is as easygoing as he is, which is a real plus, but also as much of an airhead as him. Don’t get me wrong. Bokuto is my best bro, so we can say I have a soft spot for this kind of people. But it is stupidly easy to talk with her and even if I say the most stupid or cringey things ever, most, if not all of it goes way over her head. And she lets things slide because we are Lev’s friends. I mean, even you, Kenma, you’re somewhat friend with her, and since high school for the matter.” Kenma was silent again, but Kuroo kept talking. “No for example Tora’s little sister, you know Akane, the sport journalist?”

“YEAH. She made a really cool article about me last season. She perfectly described my over the world strength and al-“

“Well.” Kuroo interrupted Bokuto who was going on a never-ending tangent. “As a representative for the Japan Volleyball Association Sports Promotion Division, I got to work with her. It’s been seven years that we know each other but she still looks at me with disdain in her eyes just like in high school. None of my jokes are landing, can you believe it?”

It’s your jokes the problem. Thought Akaashi and by the look on Kenma’s face he wasn’t the only one to think so.

The later sighed hard and sarcastically added. “Kuro. Stop being a child. And work on your speaking skills with girls. Meeting y/n right now is a good exercise.” It was Kuroo’s turn to glare at his childhood friend.

“You know what. I have a great idea.” It was Bokuto talking which make Akaashi’s blood turned iced-cold. “Akaashi.” Bokuto turned towards his old friend. “My favorite kōhai.” He sported a way too forced bright smile. “You who always know what must be done for the good of the team.” His tone was sickeningly sweet.” How about, you just cancel the meeting? Tell y/n that something came up last minute, will you?”

“Bokuto-san. She will be there in five minutes. She knows we are here already. I am NOT cancelling anything because of your last minutes doubts. She really wants to meet you and I really want you to meet her.”

Akaashi’s tone was firm. And Bokuto saw that this meeting was particularly important for his dear friend, so he backed down. A little bit only. “How about we invite somebody else who will be able to talk with her?” Bokuto took his phone out. “I’m calling Tsukki. He’s smart, it will do the charm.”

Kuroo facepalmed. “Bokuto, he lives in Sendai. And he never picks up his phone when we call him. What are you thinking?”

“I’ll call Shōyō. Everybody loves him. He gets along with everyone and can talk to anybody.” Kenma was looking at his phone ready to call Hinata.

“What?? Bokuto, I get it, it’s like the norm. But you too Kenma? Why are you not using your brain? We’re off season. Chibi-chan is spending time with his family. IN SENDAI !!” Kuroo was loud again which could be seen as a good thing, maybe.

Kenma put his phone back in his pocket, but Bokuto was still looking at his contact list. “Okay. Fair enough. But I found the perfect candidate: Atsumu!”

“Are you talking about your doofus of setter who tripped on thin air during a meet and greet in front of hundreds of people and TV cameras?” Kuroo was snarky.

“Yeah exactly!! Tsumtsum is really nice and, hum funneeeee and -”

“He is as much of a cataclysm as I am.” Kuroo did not even let Bokuto finish his sentence. “And also. One more time. We’re off season. He’s spending time with his brother in ŌSAKA.”

“Oh yeah right. I forgot my bad. Just let me think a bit... Okay! I have the real deal. I don’t know why I didn’t think about him first. He is really intelligent and classy.” The others were attentive. “I am of course talking about the one and only OmiOmi!!”

Kuroo took a deep breath pinching his nose. “Are you talking about Sakusa-san, your teammate, right now?”

“Yeah, Sakusa, OmiOmi same person. AND HE LIVES IN TOKYO.” Bokuto was boisterous.

Kuroo stance stayed unchanged. “So. You’re in deed talking about Sakusa-san. The SAKUSA-SAN who hates meeting new people ? No I am not fair, wait.” He stopped talking and faked behind deep in thought. “You’re suggesting the SAKUSA-SAN who hates spending times with other people, aren't you ??”

Bokuto abruptly deflated and put his phone away. “Oh yeah never mind.”

Silence ? With Bokuto-san and Kuroo? I don’t like. The situation is going from bad to worse. I am not serene at all, it is too quiet for my liking. And sadly, for Akaashi’s nerves, he was right. Suddenly the three of them became restless.

“AGAASHEEE. I NEED TO KNOW ON A SCALE FROM KUROO’S FACE TO AS BEAUTIFUL AS MY SPIKE WHERE DO YOU PLACE Y/N BEAUTY?”

Kuroo was too panicked to be offended but Akaashi talked before him. “Please do not ask such stupid questions Bokuto-san. I beg you.”

Kuroo noticed Akaashi’s ears, neck and even face becoming a little bit red and decided to launch the attack that he had been plotting for twenty minutes now. “IS Y/N YOUR GIRLFRIEND?”

Akaashi’s eyes went wide open before saying: “You know what. I’d rather you ask all your stupid questions before she gets there.”

“I just ask because if it’s the case, we would all be less awkward.” Lied Kuroo.

“Can you shut up, you dork. We have more urgent matter now.” Kenma was not joking anymore. “Akaashi. Are you sure that -”

“AGAASHEE ANSWERS ME FIRST.”

“Don’t interrupt me you owl !!” Kenma was practically hissing.

“HOW ABOUT YOU ANSWER ME FIRST?” Kuroo was not letting it slide.

It is so chaotic. What can I say or even do? I really want this first meeting to go smoothly. Yes, I, hm, let’s be honest with myself, do care deeply about y/n. When she asked me to meet my friends because she wants to get to know this side of my life, I was ecstatic. But maybe it was not the right time yet. I had a bad feeling since quite some time now. And my simpleton of friends all decided to go crazy without any way to calm them down. And y/n will be there at any moment now. Maybe I should have cancelled it like Bokuto-san suggested it.

“Yeah, you should answer his question first. How about that?”

This voice. Oh, this sweet, sweet voice. Akaashi suddenly became as white as a ghost and his friends quiet. Please, may my guess be wrong. I don’t want to check. But do I really have a choice here? He turned around slowly towards the source of the playful comment. He tried to collect himself, hoping from the bottom of his heart that it was just a weirdo overhearing and interrupting their conversation. A weirdo with a lovely voice. And now that it was about to face this person, an equally lovely perfume and a an equally lovely face and lovely smile and -

“Hi Keiji.” No. It was indeed you, y/n. In all your glory.

Kuroo, you are living your last moment on earth, Akaashi thought to himself even though Kuroo was still able to sense the murderous vibes. But seriously, how can I stay mad when she is there with a big smile and shaking her hand to say hello visibly a little bit shy. Just so cute.

“Hello y/n.” He tried his best to respond with a smile that wouldn’t let his thought be readable. But guessing by the others’ face, he might have had a grin as foolish as a clown’s. Or in his mind, as foolish as Kuroo’s.

“What was the question tho?” You spoke again and he suddenly went back to reality.

“Sorry what?” Damn I should stop daydreaming when she talks to me.

“The question.”

Akaashi blinked hard but did not answer.

You kept going. “The question your friend with the black hair wants you to answer. I didn’t hear it”

Akaashi turned towards his friends. Jaw tensed. Fists clenched. Kuroo was scared for his life and tried to hide behind Bokuto and Kenma, but in vain as he was taller than the two. He understood that his survival relied on his capacity to ‘shut his big mouth’. In fact, they all understood that their lives were on the line.

Akaashi replaced his focus solely on you. “Nothing important really. Do not worry. And I think he knows the answer by now anyway.”

“Oh okay.” You tilted your head to the side and threw a puzzled look to the three strangers.

“Right.” Akaashi gently took your arm before letting it go once he situated both of you in front of his friends. “So, this is Bokuto-san, Kuroo and Kenma. I already told you about them, so you know the basic info.” He tried to offer you a reassuring smile. “Guys this is -”

“I am l/n y/n. But please call me y/n. I am not used to begin addressed with my last name!” You offered a big smile. “Nice to meet you all. Thank you in advance for your care” you bowed slightly expecting them to talk back as they seemed quite lively before your arrival. But to your surprise they stayed quiet.

Not a silence again. Please. I am so wary of their silence. Usually Bokuto-san and Kuroo can’t shut up. Their silence is most of the time a bad omen. I don’t like that at all. This whole situation is already a farce. Can they be what is the closest to normal for them?  Was Akaashi able to see the future? He sometimes wondered himself as his friends all started acting at the same time as if it was part of a scheme.

“AKAASHIII. OH MY GOD. SHE IS INDEED INSANELY PRETTY.” Bokuto started shaking his hand excitedly. “HELLO. I am so happy to meet you !!”. He was nearly jumping on the spot. “Please, please!! Can we go to a purikura? I WANT TO TAKE PICTURES WITH YOU !!!”

Kenma took advantage of Bokuto’s excitement to hide behind him and immediately take his phone out of his pocket. He was about to start a game when Kuroo took a hold of his phone while saying. “Oh no it’s our pleasure to be with you, y/n. Right Kenma.”

Kenma cringed because of Kuroo’s tone. How did the date sim the Nekoma team played back then described Kuroo’s voice? Oh yeah ‘your voice and way of talking scream scrappy personality’. Welp, it seems that Kuroo was not lying when he said that since high school no improvement were noticeable as for talking with girls. But, was Kenma any better as his first reflex was to hide and start playing a game on his phone, exactly like in high school ...  **

Kenma was not the only one to cringe. Akaashi for sure was also suffering. What the hell was that? I can’t decide who was the worst. Kenma who totally avoided her. Kuroo and his weird ass way of talking. Or Bokuto who is so upfront. Please can I have a miracle? Can the ground swallow me whole so I won’t have to endure this afternoon which will for sure be a long, agonizing and cringe inducing hell?

His thoughts were interrupted by an angelic sound, your laugh. “Your description was really accurate Keiji.” You scooted closer to him.

“Oh, by the way, you can play with your phone if you’re not comfortable yet, Kenma-san. Take your time don’t worry.” Kenma shot a look at Kuroo meaning ‘I told you so’ and took back his phone.

“And I assure you Kuroo-san that the pleasure is more than shared. ” Kuroo snorted at your clear imitation of his way of talking. Were you already making fun of him? Right in front of his salad. He accepted the unspoken challenge, and he wouldn’t have any mercy.

“Also, I’d love to take picture with you Bokuto-san. Please teach me how to do your signature ‘Bokuto Beam’ so when I’ll be attending your match, we will be twinning every time you score.”

“HEY HEY HEY!! I WILL TEACH YOU ALL MY CELEBRATION POSES Y/N. You’re gonna be so cool cheering for me in the bleachers. OOOH, you should also wear my jersey. TsumTsum gonna be so jealous. Maybe even OmiOmi. AND YOU SHOULD MEET HINATA TOO. He’s my pupil. I am so proud of him.”

The atmosphere was finally enjoyable. Is this thanks to Bokuto natural energy or is it your energy this time ? Wondered Akaashi. But when you laughed again his heart knew the answer. I can’t believe that not even five minutes ago, I wanted to go away from what I foresaw as a hellish afternoon. How wrong I was.

“So how about we head to a purikura! The one in the arcade so we can also play games after?” You were so thrilled. “OOOH and we could stop at a cafe nearby. I crave something sweet like strawberry shortcake or an apple pie. Or perhaps something with matcha?” In your excitement, you grabbed Akaashi’s arm with both your hands. Looking up to Akaashi with a bright smile you eventually said: “Shall we go Keiji?”

Seeing his friends and you so enthusiast reassured Akaashi. For once, I am so happy to have been proven wrong. You squeezed his arm while walking and chatting with Bokuto and Kuroo making him smile softly. Yes, this is going to be a lovely afternoon.

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[vamp-puppy]

story time :)

have you ever ruined somebodys hair? have you ever ruined a licensed cosmetologist's hair? LMFAO

so. i was freshly 19 years old, i was in beauty school 💀 and i'd just graduated to senior floor, which meant i could color and cut guests' hair under supervision. i was gonna be doing my first service on somebody who wasnt like.. my mom or whatever, so i was scared asf.

well. this lady comes in and shes like "Yeah, I've been a licensed cosmetologist for almost 50 years. I like giving baby stylists a shot" and naturally i was like WTF?? 😭 she ended up giving me her formula, and i remember it to this day.

you see, this lady was half level nine or light blonde and half level ten or lightest blonde on the natural hair level scale. so thats not hard, right?.. :/ she had waist length hair and she had about 6 months of outgrowth. another girl, ill call her cheeto puff, asked to help me with this client. i knew cheeto puff had previously failed the color class. but i chose to trust her anyway and let her help

now, i gotta explain lab. the lab is where we mix color chemicals. every morning, two people are assigned to mix about 40 people's color bowls in less than 30 mins; theyre not checking to make sure the formulation is correct.. i trusted cheeto puff to put in our order in two bowls.

well, we're doing this lady's hair and its processing normal. we rinse her, in the bowl everything looks fine. we blowdry her hair and one side is the color of a stick of butter and the otherside is pale yellow like the inside of a banana peel. normally, a client wouldn't notice this but because she was a licensed cosmo, she hella fucking diiiiiid! she was FURIOUS, she was like "how could yall fuck this up, i GAVE you the formula"

fuckin cheeto puff put in the wrong damn order. one bowl was level 9 and the other was level 10. she let us fix it, we performed a bleach wash, which is exactly what it sounds like. we mix 50/50 bleach to shampoo and it bumps color (but its damaging as fuck)

anyway, she told us "normally id tip 5$ but since yall messed up my hair.. i'll give you 25 cents for a soda pop" .. sodas were $1.75 from the vending machines at our school lol

[n3v474]

!!THINGS TO SCRIPT!!

Little note: idk where yall are shifting or what ur shiftibg for or if any of these will be helpful but personally i have 2 DRs. Diary of a wimpy kid (rodricks so damn foine😍🫶🏼) and a boarding school with a bunch of characters i like from diff DRs. The boarding school thing would be so fun. Like imagine going to get ice cream with Olaf, or going shopping with Cat Valentine, or skipping class with Sarah Lynn from Bojack Horseman… All in one DR!?!? Idk just seems fun to me. Ok thats enough fantasizing about that dr. TO THE THINGS TO SCRIPT!!

☆Script that nothing traumatic happens !! I saw sb talking about how scripting that you’re immune to bringing trauma back to ur cr doesn't make sense or work so js script out traumatic events?? Idk if that makes sense still tho, tell me if it does idk.

☆if you cook or bake script that cooking is easy for you and you dont make mistakes on accident. Like u dont burn food, dough isnt too sticky, nothing comes out the wrong texture, u dont over/underseason, etc

☆Script that ur hair always behaves omg!! I have curly hair and this is a NEED. Script that its healthy, shiny, desired length nd thickness, CANT GET TANGLED, doesnt get frizzy, etc.

☆Script a cool teacher character, trust me. I think it'd be so fun to have a nice cool (hot😍) teacher. Like that one guy on tiktok idk if anybody else has seen. The hot psych (maybe) professor, like that guy😍.

☆script that whenever u order food it gets done quickly, im not waitin no 45 mins for a pizza !!

✩clothes u order are always high quality, immune to getting stained, stretchy and fit well, etc. For the shien hoes...

☆script that ur desired resturants are near u. I wanna be getting some chicago pizza in my boarding school🤤

☆script short painless periods or get rid of them completely, script that its natural and healthy though ofc.

☆nice school. Clean luxury bathrooms, good lunch, good teachers, good field trips, rooms that are decorated well, etc.

☆script good intuition !!

☆script waterparks, malls, trampoline parks, stuff like that near you. You dont wanna get bored in ur dr ??

☆script naturally good hygiene. If ur super tired one morning and don't wanna shower then ur not gon stink all day!! And if u forget to brush ur teeth or wash ur ass or smth ur not gonna smell, it wont matter.

☆SCRIPT THAT EVERYONE HAS GOOD HYGIENE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE‼️

!!SLIGHTLY NOT SO SFW SECTION!!

☆Never get caught doing less than legal stuff

☆dont get nic sick, green out, hungover, etc

☆age to buy stuff (🍺🍃💨) is lower. Its 21 for me, gotta lower that😉

☆“organisms“ are a million times stronger

☆“organisms“ come quicker

☆soundproof walls...yk if u need them for any reason...ion judge🤫

☆bed doesnt move or make noise...incase u need it yk...🤫

☆u taste and smell good, they taste and smell good. Script the taste and smell. Script it tastes like whatever food you’re craving at the time😉

OK THATS ALL FOR TD, YALL HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT STAY SUPER FREAKY HAVE GREAT VAGINA ND HAPPY SHIFTING!!🥰

#reality shifting #subliminal #shifting #quantum jumping #permashifting #reality shifter #scripting #shifting community #desired reality #current reality #master shifter #reality shifters

[incarnateirony]

They all want the kiss, Min. Goggles are still pretty tight on so much that everyone wants the m/m couple to do what f/m couple did in the reflections. I mean I understand, given a kiss would 100% prove what it is for the GA and the generational trauma of fandom will be finally put in to sleep.

Until that happens, this is all a very suspenseful game. No one trusts anyone except for those idk. Not the fake ones tbh.

I for one trust. Because I have no choice. That's how desperate this dumpster is.

Yes, that's why I told you "until episode 1x7 I was unclear if it would only be verbal, but Jensen and Robbie made it very clear what Jensen's shape of it looks at the end." However, if they're only here for the ending? They fake. Fake as fuck.

M/M pairings equally deserve meaningful tellings, not slapdash barbies smashing together. We'll get there when we get there, but everybody refusing to listen to the story, morals, or dean screaming to be heard the entire way? fake as fuck. I want them out of my garden. I want people that actually want to listen to both Dean and Robbie, not people who are waiting for their personal gratification bar before deciding if anything is worth a shit. Cuz frankly if they were listening, they wouldn't have to ask these questions to begin with.

It's not about desperation. it's about reality yall. And it's about learning to care about people beyond your own personal wants, shapes, demands, orders of how you think they should talk, walk, or anything else. We'll get there when we get there, and we're getting there, but I call absolute horse shit on anyone that refuses to listen until the coconuts smash.

Harsh? Yes. True? Also yes. It hasn't escaped me how few people genuinely cared enough to learn the authors as individuals as people, rather than trying to scream over and assign assumptions for all these years just to warrant attacks on them. Nobody fucking cared. And Robbie's out here pissed af talking about revenge and STILL most assholes in this fandom in all lanes all around are still too self absorbed to listen to his voice until the end, around which he'll be shoving his dick down everyone's throat.

By the by, GA don't need shit proven. Trolls and antis need their shit pushed in, bitters need put in their place, etc, but GA don't need shit proven. The noise you guys generate in this fandom is your own transmission interference that clouds up a lot of shit that is perfectly clear to the GA. I've invited 3 GA people to my server that are just Random Dudes That Watch The Show and they themselves wandered in and were like ?????????????? I CAN TALK ABOUT JUNG???????????? OMG. [goes on a long theory that's half solid half out of touch with the content but is automatically building theories wincels would scream are delusional]

Stop imagining monolithic monster enemies against yourself. Your mental health is yours alone to manage and perpetual anxiety and trauma sharing is a toxic trait, flat out. Nihilism is a toxic trait, flat out. Narcissistic projections or demands are a toxic trait, flat out.

It's all toxic shit and you all gotta root out your own damage before trying to sit here preaching that the people who are building a wholeass gay empire need to somehow Do Better than the story that's about to headshot half the fandom at once while they actively swear off the existing content until it's Their Way(TM.) and, in result, are actually starving or attacking queer content actively, and still taking out their personal mental health issues against queer content, and they won't get out of their head enough to realize it.

Speaking of narcissism, this illusion of a GA composed of yokels barefoot in the appalachians that understand TV Less Than You is actually a manifestation of narcissism. No, the GA is a diverse, wide array of people from all walks. They're as wide as the fandom itself is, but far less extremized, and not exposed to years and years and years of interference from fandom's white noise. GA, at large, are actually fucking smarter than the fandom is at this point. A vast majority of the GA are better educated or equipped to understand storytelling than fandom is just due to their own life experiences, frankly. They're not all fucking illiterate and stupid. There's no magical Idiot GA monster that is unanimously for or against a position or unanimously do or don't want a thing. That, like your trauma, is inside your head.

News flash, dickbags. You're part of this magical GA monster too.

[boleynns]

bundle of anon ask replies

ask #1: i firmly believe that otto had daemon followed or was spying on daemon through myaria who is now working as the mistress of whispers which is why she paid the young boy who snitched to otto, consequently through pure coincidence he saw rhaenyra and daemon almost doing it but daemon had no say in it…i mean otto was rlly dreading saying the news to vaserys, and cmon do u rlly think daemon targeryan king of the narrow sea would geniunly work with otto in any way shape or form, no yall

Definitely agree, ain't no way in hell Daemon would work with Otto. I do think he meant, whether pre-meditated or on a whim in the moment, for them to be seen and identified in the brothel, but don't think his "plan" went any further than "maybe someone will say something to someone".

ask #2: can i say im mad annoyed about that after show segment on ep 4? i truly believe that without that the drama around this episode would’ve been way less lol

Yeah, I think the Inside the Episode stuff definitely fanned the flames unnecessarily, but I will say that it seems clear that they are still very much trying to keep the locals thinking that Daemon is still a threat to Rhaenyra -- and if they had just said "Daemon is super into Rhaenyra, and feelings are scary, and despite his best efforts he cares too much about her to follow through" that really would be telling the audience exactly which direction his character is going to go.

ask #3: I don't have the link for leaks so what episode is the sex scene supposed to be in? 😩

I think Episode 7, from the leaks I have!

ask #4: can i be insufferable about house of dragon for a min can i also like a min? to be honest….There’s some things from the behind the scenes that the directors said that actually kinda made me rlly nerveous cause i don’t want them to paint daemon as this devil horrible man who intends to corrupt daenyra all for the throne?? we’ve seen tahts not true it’s not who he is so why r they painting him in this light?😭😭 like how one of them said in the after scenes “he wants to get back at his brother so rhaenyra becomes the apple of his eye” Bro or how they said portraying rhaenyra as not the perpetrator and this as abuse was rlly important??😭😭 MF ABUSE??? WDYM and these are straight quotes from them i do see some light at the end of the tunnel when he said that “daemon is using rhaenyra as a way to get at her father…his impotence in this scene is a reflection of the fact that he thinks what he is doing isn’t right” this could mean that initially he was doing it to get back at her father but he realized that wasn’t right due to his feelings for her you can still use someone u love to your advantage, i’m not gonna be delusional and say daemon already loves her tbh.. but i do think he is incredibly drawn to her so much so that he doesn’t understand it himself they’re also incredibly beautiful parallels between the two like rhaenyra walking alongside daemon in the beginning of the episode while while he went to face with vaserys was actually chefs kiss it was beautiful it was cinema

I kind of addressed this above, but I am just not worried about this within the story itself. They want to keep general audiences thinking that Daemon might be a threat to Rhaenyra, but once we get to the Inside the Episodes post-time jump they will also absolutely be able to point to like countless moments to say that, in retrospect, Daemon has always treated Rhaenyra very differently than everyone else and his feelings for her always trumped any power grab. So ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[yjwonz]

hi r/aita am i the a hole uwu fuck this

right so my dad recently had a surgery, when i say recently i mean literally yesterday. i took the day off n everything to drive him there get him back and ive been taking care of him while still managing to care for my younger sisters, cook for them, clean the house, etc... right? so when i asked my now 15 y/o sister (turned 15 last week idk if i posted abt it) to go out and buy some medicine like painkillers and shit to help my dad sleep faster (thats it) she couldve done it right? there a pharmacy literally like 4 blocks away idk its like a less then 10 minute walk. she was there anyway because she went to the gym around there to work out. i call her up and i go 'hey can you pick up this medicine blah blah blah like right now please' and she agrees to do it right. 20 mins past i dont think anything bc it might take her a while to find the stuff and walk back i call her 'hey can you maybe hurry up ?? sorry its just he really needs them yk' and she goes 'yeah whatever i know calm down' and im like ...what??

anyways 15 more minutes past, she should be home. i call her, 'where are you ??' she says shes otw. okay. 15 more minutes, where tf is she? the gym isnt far from the pharmacy btw, literally less than 5 mins. also painkillers n shit are like right by the door and its never busy either. im abt to call her and she sends me a text telling me to open the door. i tell one of my sisters to go open it and she goes outside to see where said sister is. i walk over to the door and ask where sister is and little sister says 'shes here but her friends are here' ..what? what. i see sister walking up the steps a huge fucking bag in her hand and shes laughing w her friends. she steps in her friends still outside. im staring hella hard at her and i close the door and im like where the fuck have you been? i asked you for 2 things. why are your friends here what the fuck? and shes like oh my god i got the stuff calm down. and i say thats not the point you cant take a single day of not hanging out w friends?? (she hangs out w them like 8 times every week deadass)

and shes getting mad at ME?? she tells me they were at the gym with her and i tell her then why are they here?? 'they were at the gym with me' 'okay that still doesnt explain why r they here???' and she take the medicine out of the back and goes 'it doesnt matter oh my god just go give this to YOUR dad'

EXCUSE ME???? MY DAD???? i say 'what do you mean your dad, you mean our dad !!?!' i leave to give dad his medicine and shes in the garage w her friends, i tell her they need to leave and she says theyre abt to but shes just waiting for her friends mom to pick them up. im done w it atp so im like okay fine whatever. its like 3 oclock now and i serve the other girls lunch and i wait for my sister to come in. 30 minutes and her friends mom isnt here and she said 'were not hanging out just waiting' LIKE A FUCKING LIAR.

anyways yeah yall im not bitchy right im in the right for yelling at her right. CAUSE SHES GOING ALL "BLAH BLAH UR SO THIS AND THAT" LIKE SHTU UP OUR DAD IS LITERALLY IN PAIN AND YOU CANT BE AGOD PERSON FOR ONCE??@?!?@#$U^

tldr ; i send sister out for medicine for our sickly father, she doesnt get back for like 45 mins and when she does she says it doesnt matter it took her so long and tells me to just give the medicine to 'your' dad as if he's not her father ??? i get mad and yell @ her blah blah she also brings her friends over when i told her not to n shit idk

#r/aita el oh el #HELP THIS IS SO LONG TLDR AT THE END BTW

[katthesimmerqueen]

Greed Ruins Everything....

So... since everything happened last month with EA clarifying their rules on cc, we all noticed the greedy, entitled people come out of the woodwork. I’m all for early access that is NO MORE than a month. 

Anyways, now that is out of the way, I just saw a creators who ONLY does recolors and charges MORE than a creator who makes their meshes from scratch. Most creators charge either $3 or $4 a month for early access. This scammy person charge $5 for RECOLORS! Recolors take like 15 mins to do. I’ve done plenty of them. They literally just go recoloring each item from the new packs that come out, and charge for them, and have early access. Early access on recolors is scammy imo. Especially when you are charging MORE than most creators who make their meshes (either from scratch, or even fraken meshes). When you make a mesh, you still have to texture and color it, so by that logic, they should be charging half the price (less cause making the mesh is so much more complicated than by going into photoshop and plopping an image over the texture, or by changing the hue, etc). If they wanted to charge like $1 or $2 a month, that’s one thing, but the fact they think they are doing God’s work by making ugly recolors and charging more than someone who makes meshes is insulting. Not everything you make or do has to be charged for. Something as easy as recolors shouldn’t be charged for. They use EA’s meshes and a 15 mins later, its done and they get paid. Making meshes from scratch can take days. I’ve been learning to do it myself, so when I see someone who only does recolors charging more for it, I get frustrated because it’s so cash grabby. Literally anyone can do recolors. You don’t even need photoshop. It’s so easy too, so charging for it doesn’t make sense. I’m so sick of the greed and cash grabs in this community, nickel and diming you for every little thing.

“Oh, I changed the color of this bed, that’ll be $5!”. Some of yall need to rethink ya’lls prices. Most are fair btw. Most are reasonable with the early access too. Even creators who make their own meshes, when they do a quick recolor or separate clutter, most don’t charge for it, and don’t have early access on it, but for some reason, this person think it’s reasonable to charge that much, and do that long of a early access period for recolors. Like I said, a month of early access for a large cc set is perfectly fine, but for a damn recolor of ONE item is scummy AND scammy.