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ptergwen · 3 years

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warnings: swearing, suggestive jokes, and the boys being a lil goofy

summary: the boys keep you entertained when tom is running late

a/n: this nasty stinky year ends today! finally y’all!! it sucked sm and a lot of stuff went wrong but i’ve enjoyed spending time with you lovely people, seriously you’ve all been such a light and i hope we bring it into 2021 :,) i love all of you tons, stay safe tonight and have fun <3

ten.

“he’s still not here?” you storm back into the room, looking between all the boys. “where the hell could he be?” harry only sips his drink. harrison stares up at the ceiling. sam offers a sad smile.

you thought by the time you finished your private freak out in the bathroom, tom would be home. home and ready for you to kiss and hug and welcome the new year with. he has ten more minutes to make it happen.

of course, you were disappointed he couldn’t be here for christmas. you still understood because it wasn’t his fault. there was scheduling and a whole bunch of other things keeping him in the states. you’d at least have new year’s eve together, and that was enough for you.

the universe had other plans. tom’s flight got delayed to the latest possible second, and it’s beyond either of your control now.

nine.

harrison puts a hand on your arm. “maybe he’s in the taxi. traffic and all that,” he leads you over to the couch, giving you a nudge to sit down. you do with crossed arms and pouted lips. “cheer up.” harry beams and sticks a party hat on your head. you’re not even bothering to strap it on. sam scoots closer to you in his spot.

“you have us,” he reminds you, smiling to get the message across. it’s nice of them to try and comfort you, but all you really want is tom. he’s the holland you’d rather be touching knees with. “thanks, guys. i just...” you let out a sigh. “tom was supposed to be my new year’s kiss.”

“well, we can’t help you with that,” harrison snickers and takes a seat on the arm of the couch. harry puts down his beer with a cheeky look. “tessa might be available.” groaning, you drop your head onto his shoulder. “shut up, i know it’s cheesy. we talked about it, though.”

tom better get here soon and back that up.

eight.

“what if you did it over, um, facetime?” sam suggests, stifling a laugh right after. these boys just can’t be serious. “i’m not making out with my phone in front of you guys,” you scoff and adjust your party hat that’s falling. “you’d do it if we left the room, then?” harry questions, harrison raising his eyebrows at you.

you lift your head off of harry so you can shoot him a glare. “no, you know what i mean. leave me alone.” your voice shakes on the last part. you’re starting to feel emotional about all of this. you wanted one night with your boyfriend who hasn’t been home in months, that was all. why couldn’t you get it?

the boys all coo at you in unison. it’s sort of sarcastically, mostly sympathetically. harrison reaches over and puts an arm around your shoulders. “he’ll be here, y/n/n. there’s still about...” he checks his watch on his other hand. his eyes go wide.

“seven minutes until midnight.” “jesus,” harry mutters to himself, picking his beer back up.

seven.

you’re debating whether or not you should text tom. maybe call? you haven’t heard from him in hours, which isn’t very promising. the boys are making too much noise to talk to him, actually. they’ve taken to blowing into their noisemakers to distract you.

the loud humming that comes from harrison’s is ear piercing. that’s partially because he’s holding it directly up to your ear. sam is using a handheld one, and harry is raising his fist in the air while he finishes off his drink. you love their spirit. you’ve run out of your own.

“come on, year’s almost over,” harrison says in an overly happy way. “let’s at least celebrate that.” “i’ll toast,” harry salutes him with his empty bottle. “you’re pissed, harry,” sam laughs and grabs it from him. you throw your head back on the cushion. “can time move any slower?”

six.

“i give up. i’m spending new year’s alone,” you throw your hands up in defeat. harry rolls his eyes in mock offense. “hey, you’ve had great company.” “she doesn’t want to hear it, div,” sam reaches behind you and flicks his brother’s head. it earns a quiet “ouch.” you’d normally laugh at their antics, only you don’t have it in you.

you might be acting a little dramatic, but you have the right to. tom’s kisses are everything. that, and you miss the hell out of him. he misses you ten times more. you know it because he’s made sure to tell you every day.

“tom’s coming, y/n. does it really matter if it’s a few minutes late?” harrison asks with a pat on your shoulder. “hours,” you correct him bitterly. he removes his hand before you break it. you turn to sam, who clenches his teeth. “your brother has terrible timing.” “you’ve only just figured that out?”

five.

harrison and sam have you playing some three way game of patty cake when the doorknob starts to move. you immediately snap your head up. is that...

“santa?” harry murmurs in his drunken state. “wrong holiday,” sam tells him. “that’s passed.” harrison chuckles at the conversation. “we should cut him off before-“

the door quickly swings open, a breathless but grinning tom behind it. “guess who?” he drops his bags and opens up his arms. your face lights up the most it has in too long. you run straight over to him. the boys watch on, waiting to say hi until after you two get time together.

“oh my god, you made it!” you giggle out, tom lifting you up by your waist. he secures his arms tightly around you and squeezes. “how’d you actually get here on time?” your voice is muffled by your face pressed into his shoulder. “i’ll always be here for you, angel,” tom assures you, shutting the door with his foot.

he kisses the top of your head. you can feel his lips curve into another smile. “in every way.” you put your arms around his neck, clasping your hands together. “you don’t understand how much i missed you.” you’re returning the smile. “i swear.”

“i promise, i missed you so much more.” he carefully sets you down and keeps his arms around your waist. the two of you exchange a look that says all the i love you’s you don’t currently have the time or privacy to.

“oi, where’s our big hello?” harry calls from the couch.

four.

you’re all squished onto the couch now. tom is sitting in your spot with you in his lap. the others strongly protested it, whining about how you’d go at it or worse. you ignored their complaints and happily took your place on tom’s thigh. your back is to him, so he has his chin on your shoulder to sneak glances at you.

“does anyone have a resolution?” harrison asks the group of you, eyes landing on his best friend. “me?” tom checks, tracing a finger up and down your side. “to take more breaks.” you like that one. you let him know by leaning into him more. “mine’s to move out,” harry remarks. his oldest brother gives him a warning look.

“all jokes. you two are adorable,” he gives you a thumbs up, shaking around his noisemaker again. “this is what i’ve left you with?” tom mumbles to you, fully aware the others can hear. you shake your head. “they terrorized me, tom.” sam is the one to interject.

“that’s rubbish. i cooked every meal you wanted, we-“ “they terrorized me,” you repeat, playfully this time. tom taps under your chin with two fingers. “mhm, sounds like it.”

three.

“do you think tessa would still do a kiss?” harrison asks harry, who cackles when he sees tom’s face. he has to blink a few times to process what was said. you smooth your thumb over the crease in his forehead.

“what did i tell you? they’re weird.” “they’re deranged,” tom leans into your touch. “i won’t let them near her.”

“i feel so... single,” harrison explains with a fake sniffle. he eyes the two of you. that makes tom pull you closer. “stay away from my girls.”

two.

“the moment we’ve been waiting for,” you move so you’re facing tom. “is about to happen.” you also happen to be straddling him so it’s possible. if the boys have anything to say, you won’t be listening. “our new year’s kiss,” he grins, his hands dropping down to your hips. “very big moment.”

one.

tom tilts his head up to you, running his tongue over his lower lip. your party hat is strapped on now. you move in closer until your noses are touching.

“missed this face,” he rasps and nudges your nose with his. “well, here it is,” you bring a hand up to the side of his neck. the boys are huddled in a circle with their party gear, so you have the couch to yourselves. harrison is getting ready to pop a bottle of champagne.

your not so perfect night ended up being better than any of you could’ve expected.

harrison checks his watch and waves a hand at everyone. “twelve, eleven,” he counts you in. “ten, nine, eight,” you all join, you turning your head to look at the others. tom peeks his head out from behind you. “seven, six,” harry eagerly holds out glasses for drinks. “five, four, three,” sam raises up his noisemaker.

“two, one! happy new year!” the champagne sprays everywhere while you turn back to tom.

you erupt in a big smile before he’s pulling you in. he finally presses his lips to yours, your arms going around his neck. it’s easy and soft and you fall right into your usual rhythm. his lips part for you, letting you deepen the kiss.

tom’s eyes are squeezed shut in focus, on you and how you taste like the same lip balm from all those months ago. one of his hands rests on your back to support you. you break away for all of two seconds to take a breath. you’re giggling, and so is tom. you connect your lips again without warning, tom still laughing into it.

“i love you so much,” you pull away to tell him quietly. tom tugs on the top of your party hat with a playful smirk. “i love you, y/n/n. happy new year, babe.” he gives you one more peck on the lips. you’re feeling generous and decide to return it, your kiss lingering a bit.

harry summons you two before it turns into another make out.

“drinks! we have drinks,” he holds his up for emphasis. harrison already poured yours, sam taking a sip of his own while they chat. you climb off of tom and offer him a hand. he gladly takes it, interlocking your fingers and getting up. the two of you walk over to the table hand in hand.

“thanks, bro. happy new year,” tom gives harrison a quick one armed hug and takes his drink. harrison hands you yours after. “thank you,” you take it and flash him a small smile. “for everything.” “anytime,” he pulls you in for a proper hug, tom hugging the twins.

you do the same, then the five of you sit at the table to drink and talk. when they get into a conversation about golf, tom eventually breaks off. he squeezes your knee to get your attention, which you raise a curious eyebrow at. he nods toward the couch.

“we’ll finish that later.”

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feralaot · 3 years

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random scouts hcs!

I did a post like this for the warriors my beloved (here) and people seemed to like it so here's one for the scouts :) had some input from @afrival for this one luv u

no warnings I think

eren

if he had twitter he would have a vaporwave bart simpson profile picture and tweet lil peep lyrics. also uses way too many hashtags

he's scared of snakes and hates armin's ball python

his eyes are probably crusty as hell and mikasa has to wipe em for him because he won't

when he's losing an argument he goes "ooh you wanna kiss me so bad" and it always escalates things but he doesn't stop

almost exclusively wears american eagle

"what's a pronoun".mp3

uses the 💯 emoji in every other text message he sends

armin

sends his friends pictures of cats cuddling/hanging out and says "me n you <3"

genuinely can't stand when people have dirt under their fingernails. he gets so mad at eren bc his nails are dirty asf and armin forces him to clean them

he calls himself sexy a lot (e.g. "that was really sexy of me")

chews on bottle caps then is like hmm why do my teeth hurt

he hates feet. toes look weird to him. nobody in his house is allowed to take their socks off

unironically uses faces like ^-^ and :3

acne :(

mikasa

she's really bad at giving advice. don't go to her for help she'll literally be like "that's tough"

probably has like 4 instagram accounts made just to follow eren

solid black profile picture and no bio

maybe now and then she'll put a my chemical romance quote on her story but that's about it, she doesn't respond to dms or anything

doesn't wash that damn scarf so it's probably stinky

sticks staples, pins, etc through the tips of her fingers for no reason other than she likes freaking people out

probably hisses at people

jean

the only possible relationship dynamic somebody can have with him is rivals to lovers

very short social fuse and has to stay home for several days after public events bc it's just exhausting

he's an introvert adopted by extroverts (connie and sasha) and has to deal with their shenanigans. truly the mom figure between the three of them

marco has to listen to him ranting about connie and sasha's foolery and doesn't have much advice to offer bc he doesn't know either

for a long time he only knew "straight" and "gay" and when he found out about the concept of bisexuality his mind almost imploded

he sighs and yawns a lot and doesn't even realize he does it. people always think he's either annoyed or tired

probably dresses like a diet e-boy. crewneck king

connie

the kind of kid in your high school gym class that wears mismatching neon clothes. bonus points if it's nike

also the most likely to start a food fight for funsies

he doesn't yell often because his voice cracks when he does and it's embarrassing

sasha and him hate cafeteria food so he always brings an ungodly amount of food in his backpack instead to share with sasha. connie's backpack is 90% food

unironically says things like "pogchamp" and "rad"

he works at zumiez and probably lives there. always rocking their latest drip

jumps up and slaps exit signs

sasha

randomly breaks into song (usually disney songs) and connie will automatically duet

manages to fall asleep in any situation. on buses, while watching movies, sometimes even mid conversation if she's zoned out enough

tried to take armin fishing one time but he almost cried because he felt so bad about it

at least reiner will fish with her though. the himbos always come through

her instagram is all pictures of fish she caught and now and then there's an awkward candid pic of niccolo

stayed overnight in a walmart one time and got away and brags about it but she won't admit it was an accident. panicked and spent the night eating snacks off the shelves to "survive"

while she's talking her voice slowly gets louder and louder and she doesn't realize it until people tell her to stop yelling

historia

pulls people by the ears to bring them down to her level

also kicks people in the shins a lot, if she's arguing with someone they'll usually keep their distance to avoid getting shin kicked

loves climbing on ymir's back and just being carried around like the little creature she is

posts inspirational quotes on her story

would definitely be a cheerleader in high school. nobody would guess a prep like her is dating some grunge girl w a pretty much opposite personality

she always has bandaids with her for some reason. if someone gets scraped she'll whip out a bandaid immediately. her friends call her "mom" sometimes

hates grilled cheese so god damn much. can't stand it

ymir

"damn I don't remember asking".mp3

is always the first one to comment on historia's instagram posts. her comments range from "beautiful my queen!!!" to "damn ma yo ass fat"

she always called reiner gay as a joke then he came out as gay and for a while she thought it was her fault

her and reiner have wlw and mlm solidarity, they're bffs for that matter

if someone tells her that her music is too loud she'll say "huh?" and turn it up

similarly if someone scolds her for something she'll go "hm? repeat that, I'm a little deaf in this ear"

"bro stfu you always tell me you're gonna fire me for being late"

levi

really really hates cooking pasta because straining the water is for some reason more difficult than it should be

"do not underestimate me, bitches"

always refuses to get his hair cut at places in shopping centers. especially walmart great clips

makes monkey noises when he sees something he likes. he started doing this as a joke to mock zeke but it evolved and now he can't stop doing it randomly

will not hesitate to knock someone on their ass if they're talking shit

coffee makes him jittery so he drinks tea instead but won't admit to anyone that he lowkey also has a redbull addiction

hange calls him a catboy but he doesn't know what that means so he's always like "yeah" bc he thinks it means he's a cat person

hange

buys levi shoes from the kids section and doesnt tell him bc he likes them anyway

such a millennial, they say shit like "doggo" and "adulting"

"for practical reasons I don't exist. do not perceive me"

probably wants to marry mothman

levi has had to scold them on several different occasions for bringing live animals into the house

legally isn't allowed to cook bc they can and they will blow something up

goes on tipsy rants almost nightly

erwin

white skechers king

hosts barbecues in those white skechers. he talks shit about people with nile and pyxis like a bunch of gossiping middle aged fath- wait

his profile pictures on social media are probably pictures of himself taken from awkward angles with an empty expression. it's always posted like six times as well

when levi is getting Out Of Hand he'll pick him up from under the arms and carry him away like "okay, that's enough" and levi kicks around but can't escape

rubs his hands together a lot like a fly. nobody knows why he does it. what are you scheming

falls asleep on couches while watching sports games

[swinging his keys around his finger] "let's rock and roll"

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linked-universe-ranked · 3 years

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Could you rank the links based on their hygiene habits?

1: Warriors- Can and will bathe at every opportunity. Gotta keep that hair blindingly blonde after all. Probably starts complaining if he has to walk around with dirt and blood on him for extended periods of time.

2: Four- Blue is canonically a clean freak so some of that’s gotta translate over to Four.

3: Sky- Considering how many layers this guy wears he probably gets very sweaty and needs to bathe and clean up a lot. Also strikes me as an avid tooth brusher. Just look at those pearly whites!

4: Legend- He likes to keep himself fresh and clean but he’s got more of an “eh” attitude toward it. Like he’s not gonna freak if he doesn’t wash for a few days.

5: Wild- Wild’s the kinda fella who doesn’t particularly care if he stinks but he needs to keep his hair tidy. Less because he’s invested in the hygiene of it and more because if he doesn’t it will tangle and that is a nightmare to brush.

6: Time- Hygiene isn’t the be all and end all to him. He’d much rather keep his armor clean than his body clean. Smh Time.

7: Hyrule- Another case of hygiene just simply not being that important to him, but even more so since he’s used to survival situations. He’s accustomed to being a stinky lil man.

8: Twilight- Twi isn’t smelly on purpose. He’s just so used to being a farming hard working lad who sweats buckets and is used to being mucky. The others have to politely tell him to bathe lest they catch a whiff of him.

9: Wind- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Wind does not give a single fuck about hygiene. Watch him being dragged toward a lake wriggling and grumbling in someone’s arms as they carry him and a bar of soap. No bath only stink.

#linked universe ranked #linkeduniverse #linked universe #tw blood mention

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years

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Date night (Yu-gi-oh story)

Yugi was excited as he sat in the living room, almost bouncing in place as him and joey hung out. they were playing video games and killing time till Anzu would be off from dance school. it was a little over 2 years since they had graduated from high school, and while Tristen had enlisted in the army and moved away, the three of them had gotten a place together. Anzu was taking lessons to get better at her dancing and had a sometimes spot as a back up dancer for a few local TV shows, Yugi was milking in the money during tours as the king of games and Joey made some modest income as a bodyguard, mostly working for Yugi himself and getting paid via the promoters who booked Yugi. they're 2 story house was big but not too big. everyone had their own bedroom even though Yugi and Anzu were dating, and they had a nice laundry room set up on the main floor. it was only if you went down into the basement you might be a little shocked. it was a mixture of a porn dungeon and a nursery, and it was all for the king of games himself who happened to be a massive sissy baby masochist. Anzu was of course his mean dommy mommy (well when they played) and Joey got in on it now and then himself, though always as a dom. (the one time he had tried the diapers, they had leaked and soaked the mattress in the crib) "So Yug, bigggg date night tonight huh? you and Anzu gonna nudge nudge wink wink?" Joey teased, blasting away at a alien on the tv screen. "hehehe well I'm hoping so.. you know we've been waiting for the right time to finally.. ehehe.. but i think this is it." Yugi said. part of his sissy baby fantasy involved being a forced virgin for life, though lately Anzu had been hinting (OK, outright saying) that she wanted to move it to the next level with Yugi, and also kinda wanted him to take a break from being her widdle stinky sissy and be her boyfriend for awhile. "So what cha got planned?" "well i pulled a few strings and got us a table at that new gourmet restaurant, silver platter. then we'll head out to see that new dance movie she's so crazy about, then I have a horse and carriage rented to take us out by the river for a moon light stroll.. with some champagne in the carriage.. then I rented us a hotel room which I've paid the staff to go and place rose petals down, candlelight, the works! er.. no offense, didn't wanna bring her back here if we were gonna knock boots.. don't wanna keep you up all night." Yugi said and had a wide grin on his face. "woooow. you went all out for this huh?" "yeahh and then some. I'm gonna have to do 3 tours back to back to back to cover for all of this, but it's gonna be SO worth it." Yugi said. " Anzu puts up with my well..you know." "Stinky sissy loser side." joey said and smirked, as Yugi blushed and squirmed. "Y-yeah..so i figured a night on the town and showing her I can be the man she wants me to be would be great." "Sounds like it. though..heh.." Joey chuckled softly, and paused the game, looking at yugi with a evil smirk on his face. "..Joey no. i know that look." Yugi said quickly and moved to put his fingers in his ears. Joey grabbed the smaller boys arms and held onto them, and kept grinning. "what if with all of this amazing stuff planned, you pulled the ultimate sissy baby loser move..and asked to be spanked, diapered, and put to bed in your crib in the basement, while I take your girlfriend out for the night..on your dime." Joey suggested. Yugi tried to block the suggestion out but just picturing it had him making a little tent in his pants. "heck, you could even beg her to NEVER sleep with you, to keep you a -" "Joey stoppp!" Yugi whined, but his voice was taking on it's baby tone. "Loser sissy baby virgin." Joey finished. "ngggh.. you know how mad she would be about that? and I can't just..with everything I paid for all of this.." Yugi huffed, trying to ignore the part of him that wanted to do this idea. "heyyy what if we comprised?" Joey asked. "huh?" "you get spanked, diapered, tied to your crib with a enema in your guts, and I take Anzu out to dinner and the movie, we'll swing back around here, get you cleaned up and you and her can go to the hotel." Joey said. "...you think she'd go for that?" Yugi asked. "welll don't you have a hard time with getting carded at the movies anyways? if the movie is rated anything over G..Plus remember last time you two ate out at a fancy place? they thought you were her son and brought out a booster seat?" Yugi blushed recalling that and fidgeted like crazy. "I mean..i suppose it couldn't HURT to ask her.." Anzu had had a long tiring day, her new dance teacher was a freaking hard ass and nothing anyone did seemed to be right. she was achy and sore but smiled as she thought about the night out Yugi had promised her. Truthfully she was glad he was going all out with this, not that the little sissy loser stuff wasn't fun.. but she was getting a little tired of wiping her boyfriends shitty ass and not even getting plowed in return. 'not that you'd feel Yugi' she reminded herself. Still it was the thought that mattered and worst case she'd picked up a strap-on the little guy could wear. 'at least i won't be spending anther Friday night smelling baby powder and shame, while having to listen to a baby monitor while watching bad movies with joey.' Thinking about hanging out with Joey brought a pang of guilt and a flush to her face, he liked to sit in just his boxers at night and with Anzu on the edge after dealing with Yugi, she couldn't help but stare at Joeys muscles. 'that gym membership me and Yugi got him is SO paying off.' shaking her head she tried to clear those thoughts out of her head. cheating on Yugi would be just sick and wrong. 'though the little pervert would probably thank you and ask for a video.' that nagging voice in her head said. 'shut up you, Yugi is a sweet and cute Lil guy. and he's going to prove that he's more then just some pervert tonight!' Anzu scolded the nagging voice and finally made it back to the house. 'yeah, right.' that lil voice said again, but Anzu pushed it away as she came in. "Hey boys, I'm home!" came Anzu's voice and Yugi gulped nervously. it had been about 15 minutes since Joey had talked him into asking for the diaper humiliation, and to help get Yugi brave enough to ask Joey had poured him two drinks of vodka and orange juice, since he knew OJ went right though Yugi. as Anzu came into the kitchen, Joey polished off his third glass, though he could hold his liquor far better then little Yugi. "..heh..you pre-gaming or something? didn't know we were gonna get smashed before the movie." Anzu said, voice sounding amused but there was a edge to it.. She didn't really like it when Yugi got drunk and mentally groaned seeing the OJ, but tried to keep a bright and chipper face on, as she came over and poured herself a drink. "ehehehe welll seee..er.." Yugi blushed and reached for his drink, as joey smirked and Anzu rolled her eyes. "Do NOT say what I think your going to say Yugi. I'm not spending anther Friday night making you sob in poopie diapers." She said, and slammed her drink back. "welll You'll still get to go out..just er.." Yugi gulped nervously and went to take anther drink, but spilled the last bit out of the cup all down the front of himself. "And dat's why i told ya to use the sippy cup." Joey commented with a smirk, and tossed Yugi a dish towel. "-sigh- My man.. OK, whats your little idea, and be forewarned, I've had a BAD day so you might wanna think twice about asking for mean mommy mode." Anzu said, narrowing her eyes as Yugi tried to dry himself off, then with a little growl she snagged the towel from him and started to pat him down. "ok soo.. I was thinking.. There's always people who stare when we go out to eat and i always get carded at movies right? sooo I was thinking Joey could take you out to dinner, then the movie, then you swing by here and we tag out. you and me, romantic moonlight carriage ride and then the hotel." Yugi said quickly. 'Uh-huh..and what would you just so happen to be doing while I'm out with joey?" Anzu asked, looking over at joey who had peeled his shirt off and tossed it over, to help. and noticing his 6 pack again, as she tugged Yugi's shirt off and saw basically baby fat. "welll er.. I'm gonna need to sleep this vodka off..and er..the OJ is gonna give me a little bit of the runs.." Yugi said, poking two fingers together and looking nervous. "...So you want me, before going out to eat, on our big date night to diaper you up and tuck you into your crib." anzu said, in a flat tone. "welll yes? and you know..maybe a cute dress.." Yugi said, looking anywhere but at her now. "...I hope you wanted to be spanked first. because even if you didn't your ass is getting spanked." she said then flashed a smile to him., then looked over to joey. "You, go shower, dress nice. not you're take on nice, nice nice." She instructed as Joey smirked and gave a thumbs up. Turning her attention back to Yugi, Anzu grabbed his pants and tugged them down, noticing that Yugi was in a pair of training pants. "...you were of course going to take these off before we went out if i said no right?" she asked, looking at the faded picture of dark magician girl. "and tell me thats the screwdriver soaking them, not.." "Yes and er..no." Yugi said. "...come on little girl, you're in for it." She said and grabbed Yugi by the ear, leading him towards the basement. "Ow! owie owie owie! yesh mommy!' the little twerp whined and whimpered, but the tent in his training undies showed he was in sissy loser heaven. Joey was whistling as he took a quick shower, it was really just too god damn easy sometimes. truthfully, he'd been getting a crush on Anzu for a few months now, and could see just how fed up she was getting with Yugi making her waste weekends changing his shitty diapers. what the little dork needed was a wake up call that Anzu wasn't gonna sit around forever and Joey figured this was the best way to do it (even though Yugi was already taking steps to show he could be more then a big sissy baby, Joey liked his plan better.) besides, she really did deserve someone better then lil Yugi. not that he didn't like him, Yugi was still his best friend..just, it was hard to respect someone who go his rocks off humping teddy bears in pink diapers with a finger of ginger in his ass. What Anzu needed, and Joey was sure she would agree after tonight, was a ride on a real man's dick. heck, she could probably even dump Yugi and just keep babying him and the little freak would thank her. as Joey thought about the look on Yugi's face when/if Anzu dumped him, he had to take a longer shower then he intended to clear out the slices so to speak and not be too eager. While joey was showering upstairs, in the basement Anzu was already switching into her full on mean mommy role. "Your such a little loser Yugi., i can't believe you would rather be spanked and diapered, and shit yourself then go out to a adult restaurant. I bet if we were eating at McDonald's so you could play in the play-area you'd be all for it, though you'd likely still end up crapping yourself." She scolded, leading over to a bench that had soft padding on the top of it, and shackles for the little sissy's ankles and wrists. "Yesh mommy. I'm sorry mommy." Yugi said, breathing fast as he got himself over the bench, belly first, his training pants having been ripped off by Anzu. Anzu came around and secured him to the bench, making sure the shackles were a little tighter then normal and making sissy Yugi whimper softly. "uh mommy, thats a li-" Yugi started to whined and quickly Anzu stuffed his soaked training pants in his mouth. she had rolled them up, but with the pissy/booze soaked side out and that was what pressed on Yugi's tongue as half of it stuck out of his mouth, and the out half gagged him. the Lil sissy mmffh and whined, he was NOT a fan of water sports or gross stuff like that and had made it clear but Anzu just smiled sweetly. "Whats wrong little Yugi? are you not getting what you expected tonight?" she asked, crouching down, stroking his hair. "That's just awful. I wouldn't know anything about getting a unpleasant surprise." she added mockingly, and kissed his forehead. "well if you want that pissy pull up out of your mouth, let mommy know." Anzu said and smirked, standing up and putting a hand to her ear. she listened to the little loser whimper and mumble around the soaked pull up, knowing it was just making more of the screwdriver and his piss trickle down his throat. "well if your sure." she teased and walked over, wiggling her hips and tapped a finger on her cheek, as she looked over the assortment of paddles on a display shelf, close to the bench. "Hmm what do you think Yugi, something nice and tame, or something that'll have your poor buns begging for mercy?" she asked, running her finger on a plain wooden paddle then over a black leather with small metal studs in it one. It was right about then that Yugi started to see that maybe he should of just gone on the date, and not asked for this. Mommy was acting in a scary way and if Yugi's mouth had been free he'd be saying marshmallow fluff (his safe word) over and over. Sadly all he could do was cry out around the pissy diaper and struggle a little as Anzu picked up the studded paddle. "hmm? whats wrong Yugi? you don't think this will be enough?" She asked, a very evil grin on her face. "Well i could always get the liquid heat and pour it over the paddle. you remember how much that burns and aches for hours~" she said and reached for the bottle. "if you don't want your spanking to burn and ache super bad you better speak up now Princess Yugi." she said and thumbed the cap open and held the paddle out, ready to coat it. Yugi shook his head no and let out muffled screams around his pull up gag, he HATED the liquid heat and it was only suppose to be for when he was in a total pain slut mood! tears dripped down his cheeks and he pleaded with Anzu with his eyes. "Awww, How can I refuse those eyes. I'll make sure to pour lots on for you princess." Anzu chuckled and squirted the bottle over the paddle, coating it nice and thick. With the paddle dripping the liquid heat (which was mixed at a rate of 60 percent water to 40 percent of the stuff, Anzu didn't wanna have to rush Yugi to the ER) Yugi was shaking his head like crazy and she wasn't stupid, she knew he was pleading with her NOT to do this but damn it, maybe the little sissy would think twice before bailing on part of a date with her again. "brace yourself Sissy." She advised and then swung HARD with the paddle, making Yugi's bubble butt almost deform around the force of the blow and the little sissy shrieked in pain. She wasn't anywhere near done yet though, and followed up with a series of rapid blows to the big baby's bubble butt, quickly turning it red as Yugi thrashed and screamed on the bench, and despite it all his little sword was getting stiff even as he suffered. "Hmmm, thats funny..you're cries say 'mommy please stop' while your Lil wiener says 'mommy smack my balls.'" anzu teased and Yugi froze, looking over his shoulder and shaking his head no as much as he could. he had drool leaking down his chin and tears stained his cheeks, and even his nose was running! "awww, who's a scared widdle sissy? you are! yes you are!" she coo'ed and rested the paddle on his buns, coated side down and walked around to the front of the bench, kneeling down and wiping his nose with a rag. "i'm gonna take your gag out, but only if you promise to take it back if i want. do you promise Yugi?" she asked, and yugi whimpered and shut his eyes, nodding his head. "Look at me yugi, open those cute eyes and look mommy in the eyes and nod." she said and tickled his chin. the paddle was burning his poor abused cheeks, but Yugi opened his eyes and nodded, looking at anzu. "OK, then relax your jaw..yup just like that anddd there we go!" She coo'ed, tugging the pull up out and noting the teeth marks in it. "there, i bet that tastes better huh?" she asked. Yugi coughed and gagged a few times, but refrained from spitting then gave out a weak whimpering yes. "now my naughty little sissy loser." anzu coo'ed and stroked his hair. "i have a choice for you. Mommy can spare your cute little balls from a smack from Mr.paddle. but if she does that, then your pissy little pull up goes back in your mouth..or I can dig out a soaking wet diapie out of your diaper pail. " she paused smirked at the face Yugi made at that suggestion. "the diapie will stay in your cute widdle mouth till me and Joey come back by the way. OR.." Yugi gulped, really hoping that he would like the OR option. "Or you can keep your mouth diaper free and take your ball busting like ~snort~ a man." Yugi groaned, he didn't like either choice but in the end if he had to pick between sucking on a pissy diaper or getting his balls smacked... "Hurry up and chose Lil lady, or mommy will do BOTH." Anzu added, tapping her wrist. "Smack my balls smack my balls smack my balls!" Yugi yelped out, and a spurt of pee hit the cold stone floor of the basement dungeon. (this was exactly why they had refused to put in hardwood or a carpet.) "well if your sure." Anzu teased and kissed Yugi's cheek, licking off the tear trail and got up, grabbing the paddle and making sure to avoid his little puddle. "For the record, you know you're going to be cleaning that up before i put you down for your nap right?" Anzu commented, swinging the paddle a few times and zeroing in her aim. "Y-yesh mommy. I'll get get the mop and be a good widdle maid!" Yugi whimpered, shaking in fear, he KNEW how much this was going to hurt! "Oh, who said anything about a mop.. You'll be LICK it up..unless you want extra smacks on your cute widdle balls." She chuckled, and tapped the paddle on his exposed nuts, the liquid heat mostly off by not but still burning his sensitive little orbs. "No! no no! I'll lick it up mommy!" Yugi wailed and Anzu giggled. "Good girl!" she praised, the drew back and slammed the paddle home. Joey was out of the shower and dried off, in his dress pants and a dress shirt, combing his hair as a ear piercing scream filled the house. "..that..that can't be good." he said to himself but went back to work getting himself ready, praying the neighbors hadn't heard anything. Yugi came to as finished taping the last of the extra thick, super crinkly pink princess diapers around his hips and smiled sweetly down at the sore sissy. "welcome back to the land of the living. we'll have to start working on your balls more so you build up more of a tolerance." She said and blew Yugi a little kiss. Yugi for his part just groaned but lifted his legs up for Anzu as she grabbed a locking pair of pink plastic panties. the plastic panties and the diapers together was over kill but yugi himself when they had first started this begged for massive thick diapers that would make him crawl, PLUS loved how warm and uncomfortable all that padding under the plastic pants could get. At least he did normally but after what had just happened he wasn't about to argue with mommy. "I'm glad you woke up though, Mommy needs to finish setting up widdle sissy loser Yugi up to suffer for a few hours so she can go get ready for her night on the town with a real man." She said and snapping the lock on the plastic panties into place, she tickled his tummy. "maybe when we come back for you, I'll take you out with you still all dressed up, you can let everyone see what a little sissy baby you are, wouldn't that be fun?" She added, , turning away now to go and pick a dress for her little wuss. Yugi blushed deeply at that. it was a idea that both excited him but he also knew how DUMB it would be, and struggling to sit up on the changing table he shook his head. "Nooo mommy! No outsies. Dem i can't make money n spoil you." yugi whined, going to slid his thumb in his mouth and realizing just now that his hands were in his pink locking mittens, making them useless. "well i suppose thats a fair point. Maybe we'll save it for anther time." anzu said and winked, coming over with a short pink dress,the skirt portion wouldn't even cover HALF of his massive diaper butt, and the top half had puffy shoulders and a little heart on the chest, with 'sissy loser' written in purple cursive in the heart. this along with his pink booties and mittens, and pink diapers had Yugi feeling like Such a little sissy loser and even as he lifted his arms up to help mommy get the dress on him, he was rocking back and forth in his diapies. with the dress tugged down anzu smirked and then lifted yugi up and down to the floor, pointing over to the puddle of urine that had naturally, gotten bigger. you're gonna go and be mommies good little piss drinker right?" she asked sweetly, then looked over at the paddle then back to Yugi. the message was clear and with his fat diapered bottom wiggling back and forth, and crinkling loudly, Yugi crawled over and leaned down. sticking his touge out a little bit, he dipped it into the puddle and made a face, but a impatient sign from mommy told him to hurry up and yugi closed his eyes. 'just pretend it's a soda thats gone bad.' he thought to himself and started to lap the puddle up. watching Yugi actually slurp up his piss, anzu curled a lip in disgust, she hadn't really been gonna beat his ass again if he hadn't, just scolded him since she wouldn't of had time to get ready if she had to re-diaper him. she would of assumed Yugi knew that but there he was, slurping down his puddle and as he finished, he gave her a weak smile. "T-tastes good mommy." he said. "..well then, if you like it so much, you can drink it more often." anzu said, smiling sweetly and laughing mentally at the look of panic on his face. "Now crawl over to mommy so she can tie you down to your crib and leave you to lay here and think about what a total loser you are, that you'd rather suffer down here in a hot stuffy basement in thick diapers and with a gut full of piss instead of going out with your gorgeous girlfriend." she teased. Yugi gulped but crawled over, and stopped at her feet, reaching up with his arms and she smiled and picked him up, sitting him on her hips and headed for the crib, pausing to look in the mirror in the nursery. "Your SUCH a loser yugi." anzu whispered in his ear. "Maybe me and joey will get drunk and just come home and pass out, leaving you down here, still a virgin.. a big, sissy baby loser virgin." she added and smirked as yugi whimpered, but started to hump her side. getting over to the crib she ploped Yugi down in it, hard on his butt, but the little sissy didn't complain. instead he crawled and laid down in position, making sure his arms were above his head and legs spread,while Anzu double checked the hands free phone system they had installed in the crib. (all teasing and tormenting aside, when they DID go out and left Yugi in the crib, Her and joey liked to make sure he could be safe, so the phone would allow him to call them, or even 911 if needed..though the phone calls were logged and using the phone for anything but a emergency was a HUGE no no.) with the phone working right, she then double checked all the restraints, making sure they were good and tight, and would hold the loser before snapping them on his wrists and ankles, "ok yugi, test time. try and get free." she said, leaning on the crib rail. Yugi nodded and struggled, tugging and twisting and just working himself up into a sweat, but there was NO getting free like that. "Good. now since you liked drinking your piss up so much, I have a special treat for you." anzu said, then left the side of the crib and as Yugi watched her though the crib bars, she opened up his diaper pail, and made a face, waving a hard. "whew! I should be mad you didn't clear this out like i told you, but it works out!" she said, reaching down and grabbing out two VERY soiled diapers, and putting them in the crib. they were far enough away that if yugi didn't fuss too much he shouldn't get his face in them, but the poor widdle sissy would be huffing their reek all night. "oh, I slipped some poopie pills up your bum while you were out. they should be taking affect soon. have a good nap loser, Mommy lovers you!" anzu giggled and waved bye bye to the little sissy. "G-Goodnight kiss?" Yugi whimpered, and puckered up his lips. "after you were slurping up piss? no thanks. " anzu said and walked away laughing, leaving yugi to squirm and whimper, and throb in his pampers. After a quick shower and a change into a evening gown, anzu and joey who looked very dashing in his dress clothes headed out, with her telling him all about what she had done to Yugi. "I kinda feel a little guilty." she admitted. "I really went over board with it today and hope he'll forgive me." "ah come on." joey said, taking a sip of champagne as they rode the limo that Yugi had booked. "Did he say his safe word at ANY time during all of it?" "well no..but I think he was scared too." "well let me ask you this.. when you were beating on his ass, and making him lick that piss up.. did it feel better then when you normally dom him? making him do stuff he actually hates as punishment for being too much of a sissy baby loser to man up for a full night?" As he spoke Joey moved in closer and then kissed and nibbled on anzu's neck. "J-joey! Uhh.. well.." She paused, an drained her own glass of the bubbly. "It.. it felt awesome..and I was so pissed off at him." She admitted. "and when you told him no kisses, I bet your panties were soaked." Joey added,, pausing from the kissing to refill her glass. "God yes! the look on his stupid little face!" she said, then covered her mouth. "hey, it's ok..admit it..you don't just call him a loser and berate him so he can cream his pissy pampers.. You really do think he's just a diaper filling loser. right?" Joey asked and smirked, a hand reaching out and fondling anzu's tits, giving her the attention that that stupid diaper filling sissy never could and making her feel wanted as a woman..not as a mommy. "Ah..oh fuck.. Joey.." "In fact, i don't think we should go back to the house at all.. do you REALLY wanna let that diaper shitting sissy loser fuck you?" Joey asked, setting his glass down and rubbing her breasts with both hands. "F-Fuck..no..I..I wanna fuck a real man.." She moaned, and then pulled Joey in for a deep kiss, mashing her touge with his. There was a clock in the nursery, close to the crib and it was lit by the nightlight that provided the only light source in the stuffy basment. Yugi had already soaked his diapers and added to the stench to the room, filling out the seat of his diapers with a mushy load that had at first been nice and soothing but after a few hours was making his bum and crotch itchy and uncomfortable. he had drifted off into a uneasy sleep only to wake up when he had turned enough to plant his face in the seat of one of the taped up dirty diapers and had noticed that it was after 11. Joey and anzu should of been back by now, but here he was, still stuck in his crib, still a big loser sissy, and now a stinky one at that. he's give it till midnight before he tried calling them though, and hoped that they were ok, even as a nagging little voice in the back of his head whispered to him. "you know they're not coming back for you.. you lost your one and only chance to have sex so you could wiggle around in poopie pampers. you might as well plant your face back in that shitty diaper and hump your diapers, and try to cum because you KNOW your so called best friend is fucking her rotten." Yugi shut his eyes and tried to block out the voice, to ignore the mental images coming to his mind even as he started to wiggle and air hump his stinky poopie diapies, turning his head and planting his face in the other poopie diapers, as he got close to his climax, the last thought yugi would have before conking back out for a few hours.. was he hoped anzu would keep him a diaper humping virgin forever. the end

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numbur129 · 5 years

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But I've recently come to the conclusion that I've really got to work on being a more truthful, helpful, and as knowledgeable a person inside-ugh-muh friend groups, as to the outside stranger. And all the caring family's, and other random gathering meat, bone, and the occasional positive "kitty-poster", frum time-duh, time!!

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❤The Bizarre... & "BEYOND!"❤

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mahkari · 6 years

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tag game

tagged by: @shewasthewind (you stinky lil snake)

Lasts

1. drink - water

2. phone call - therapist’s office

3. text message - a friend

4. song you listened to - waving through a window

5. time you cried - hhhheeuhh like when my friend told me i wouldn’t have cared if she killed herself

Ever

6. dated someone twice? - yes unfortunately

7. kissed someone and regretted it - nope

8. been cheated on - yup

9. lost someone special - y u p

10. been depressed - was diagnosed with it in 2016, i’ve been getting better at managing it since then

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - i don’t drink,,

Favorite colors

12. orange

13. very light purple

14. pastel yellow

In the last year have you-

15. made new friends - yuppers, jess and roger

16. fallen out of love - not sure

17. laughed until you cried - yes,,

18. found out someone was talking about you - yeah i did, they were being a homophobic ass and i started laughing rlly hard

19. met someone who changed you - uh yes,, i met 2 new people who actually made me feel confident about my sexuality

20. found out your friends are - not the best emotional support

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - i don’t have fb

General

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - dont have it

23. do you have any pets - yep!! i have a boxer named roxeanne and 3 cats

24. do you want to change your name - i’d like to legally change my name to kari but i don’t look like a kari lol

25. what did you do for your last birthday - invited a friend over and we laughed at old yearbook photos

26. what time did you wake up today - 11am

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - making fun of my sister for making pancakes at 12 in the morning

28. what is something you can’t wait for - my official change to catholic school

29. when was the last time you saw your mom - right now,, she just walked in the door

30. what are you listening to right now - my mom and sister put groceries down

31. have you ever talked to a person named Tom - yes,, i talk to him almost everyday,,, he’s called my dad

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - the fact that my wrist was sprained for 2 days and now it doesn’t hurt and i don’t know why it was sprained in the first place

33. most visited website- youtube, deviantart (always have it open) and tumblr

34. hair color - like a dark brown with some light parts

35. long or short hair - it goes to my shoulders so long i guess

36. do you have a crush on someone - thought i did but i dont even know

37. what do you like about yourself - my double jointed arms,, they fun to freak people out with

do you want any piercings - eh not rlly

39. blood type- do you think i know that

40. nicknames - snake, rat, bitch, slut (all brought to you by @beepbeepbitchesarecrazy )

41. relationships status - sad and alone

42. zodiac - sagittarius

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - stranger things, old spongebob episodes mostly, and documentary now

45. right or left handed - right

46. ever had surgery - no and i’d be too scared to get it

47. tattoos- i want one but i dont have any

48. piercings- none

49. sport - i did softball for like 2 years do that count

50. vacation- i wanna go back to nyc

51. trainers- nvjjdvjnn

More general

52. eating - i had 3 pancakes this morning,,

53. drinking - i was drinking water but now i need more

54. I’m about to watch - nothing bc im reading

55. waiting for - america to get nuked already

56. want - to have a pretzel

57. get married - i’d like to get married but im not too sure

58. career - meteorology or animation, either one works

Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses - hugs

60. Lips or eyes - eyes

61. Shorter or taller - why can’t they be my height???

62. Younger or older - older, i feel weird liking someone younger,, maybe if they’re like a few months younger i’d like them but idk

63. Nice arms or stomach - idk

64. Hookup or relationship - relationship

65. Trouble maker or relationship - trouble maker gnndsjjd

Have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - nope

67. drank hard liquor - no but i did drink wine once and i literally spat it out

68. lost glasses - thought i did, but they were on my shirt

69. turned someone down - i guess

70. has sex on the first date - i’ve never had sex oops

71. broken someones heart - i dont even know bc the dick said that a lot but would always say he was lying afterwards

72. has your heart broken - yeet

73. cried when someone died - yeah

74. fallen for a friend - i dont even know bro

75. been arrested - no??

Do you believe in

76. yourself - i guess

77. marcels - i dont know what that is truthfully

78. love at first sight - nah

79. Santa claus - n o

80. a kiss on a first date - sure

81. angels - nope //am an atheist,, kinda ironic how i’m going to catholic school right??

Other

82. best friends name (s) - jess, roger, sometimes sidney but she a lil brat

83. eye color - brown

84. favorite movie - IT, book of henry, and incredibles 2 if i could see it thx

85. favorite actor - jack dylan grazer, finn wolfhard, and jaeden (basically everyone involved with it and stranger things tbh)

tags: @peachywise @20gayteeneds @thetheatregal @blacklodgebeautyqueen @itchytoaster @beepbeepbitchesarecrazy //i just chose the first few tags

#get to know me #yeet #my hands hurt

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princesiddie · 6 years

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Yo :) okay so quick question: what are your like most ideal human Sidon x Link headcanons, visually? Like how do you see Sidon and Link in your head most often? How do they behave? (You can also talk about regular shark boi Sidon too! (and uhhhh i’m not trying to gather information to draw you something for the Holidays or anything stop assuming ;; )

:-0c !!! o lemme think !!

sidon is,, big ! he is much taller thn link probably abt 7 pr 8 inches taller mayb closer to like 10 or 11 tho his height sorta fluctuates ? but i like him @ about 6′ n !! he has lotsa hair !!! so much hair !! down 2 at least his shoulder blades but i thnk i imagine it closer 2 th middl of his back :0 n hes like,, i thnk i said i liked him bein native american ? hhhh i feel a lil weird sayin it but i dnt have any specific race in mind hes jst sorta ,, Brown ,, in my head,,, @ th v least i Kno hes nt white,,,, n his eyes r golden (ofc) n hes ? muscular but not like,, body builder muscular u cn tell he iz Strong but its nt tht like,, gym freak 4% body fat kinda muscular,,, if tht makes sense,,, (if it helps this is a design tht i like a lot !!!)

n link is ! smal ! he iz abt 5′ 4″ or 5′ 3″ i thnk n hes just like,,,, all around small,,, cnt weigh more thn like 125 @ most ,, v soft v twink-ish,, n hes trans !!! hes pre everythin but his chest isnt so big probably like b cups @ most so u cn never rly tell tht they r there if hes dressed (n even when hes naked tbh) n his hips r kinda wide but not like,, terribly so hes still rly White™,, n he has lotsa hair too !! so much hair on these boys’ heads !!! is jst like it is in canon down 2 his shoulder blades :0 but i reckon he keeps it up some way or another most of th time. n hes like.. sorta soft ? i talk alot abt him bein like just a littl chubby not enuff to b ovverweight technically but jst enough tht all th places where he wuld b bony if he were thinner arent so sharp n jst enuff tht there is stuff 2 Grab (If U Kno What I Mean) n he looks jst like he doez in canon blond(ish?) hair n bloo eyes n white as FUCK

n in terms of how they act link is like…….. the definition of a terrible boy……. he gross n stinky n shitty n horny 24/7 but hes rly rly rly sweet !!! he is at heart a kind boy n if he loves u hes even moreso n like,, he likes a lotta ppl he has a lotta friends but his favorite person is probably sidon,, n hes rly affectionate especially physically n hes uhH the definition of a Tru bottom he culdnt top 2 save his life smh n sidon is ! p much the exact opposite of him ? hes kind n encouraging n helpful n calm all the time n hes rly neat n clean n he sorta like,, balances link out,, he is a counterweight 2 all of links BullShit.,, he is something of a Voice Of Reason if u will ,, he is also v physically affectionate he loves smooching and holding his boy!!! n hes Definitely A Top i reckon he wuldnt quite like the vulnerability(? is tht th right word) involved in bottoming plus he just likes domming link its Fun

i hope tht !! helps !! gud luck n i cnt wait 2 see wht u make !!! :OO !! (i bet iz gna b gr8)

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lunasaturnine · 4 years

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Very odd mood last night, just sitting there, dishes done, paralyzed.

Sober, sober, sober! No running from that vague mixture of lack of drive + abstract drive for my time to be worthwhile and do energy work etc.

I guess it’s just a transition like all the other transitions I’m used to, as I transform my life into something I truly want it to be - something that corresponds with my visions for it.

The failure of my life, of my 20s, is a 9th house/Sagittarius failure. It’s a moral failure, a failure of belief. (I’m framing things in terms of failure because that’s what makes the most sense to me right now. Call it Saturn return season.) (My period is back to the new moon btw. When Saturn first hit my natal Saturn in March, it switched around.) What got me was the combination of heartbreak, pot, and atheism. Heartbreak, which I dealt with by relying on old beliefs, left me broken and bereft of energy, totally confused. Atheism told me that the soul wasn’t eternal and that the only meaning of life was to fill moments with pleasure. And pot removed barriers between my boring activities and the pleasure I was interested in.

Here are the good things those 3 things have done for me. I’ll put up a readmore.

Heartbreak: It got me divorced from those primitive belief systems that I inherited by default from my mom, and taught me how deep injuries related to holding onto old beliefs, rather than looking ahead, can be.

Atheism: I thank glob every day that I was not raised in a belief system that taught me to judge other people and worry about their eternal souls, that ensconced me in a power structure where I have to bow to god and be less worthy but I am also the boss bitch of the land and can exploit her how I wish, that heaven and hell happen after I die and are related to morally correct behavior, that sin is a matter of obedience to an abstract creed, that lends itself to mob mentality, etc. etc. etc. I love atheism in so many ways.

Pot: Idk maybe literally saved my life? It taught me the magic that I knew about when I was a child was a real thing that existed in the world. It’s been so inspirational.

Ok, I’ve appreciated those three things so I can move on with what I’m thinking about with Sag and the 9th house. Those thoughts are becoming newly clear to me. Is pluto in my 9th house this solar return? How belief and morality work like an ENGINE. How can a mutable, seemingly impersonal energy like Sagittarius be in the same group as Aries and Leo, which are so strikingly personal?

boy my thoughts are still mush but that’s what this lil bloggo is about.

The structures Sagittarius... is “in charge” of (boy that vocabulary is unsuited lol)...

1. Create the blueprint for the personal soul’s development. Create the vision for the future that the soul... enlarges itself... into. (That makes me think about how Aries enlarges itself into Leo, and also about the funny relationship between Jupiter and the sun that new age sources warn is going to freak us out if we try to apply existing knowledge to it, but is actually ok)

2. Are moral in character.

Here’s what I mean by moral. ? Mushy thoughts. Um. I have some idea of the types of things I want to do in my life.

*be in touch with/honor my body

*be in touch with/honor daily, monthly, quarterly cycles

*get out of bed calmly, make the bed, smell the morning air, feel happiness

*make thoughtful purchasing choices

*articulate the things in my heart in a public space, on behalf of the things I believe in, like peace on many levels, including small levels, and touch other people’s hearts on internet forums

*practice my several, interesting instruments

*engage deeply with the repertoire I love, and find ways to express it that stabilize and unify the small cosmos in my heart, which sets me up to be a more grown-up person.

*enjoy poetry

*spend refreshing time in nature, enjoying nature

*ride horse

*own a dog, own a cat, foster other dogs, the dog I own is a really great dog and is like a therapy dog for foster and senior dogs that I adopt and we will be dog psychopomps together, and the cat is grey, and somehow it’s all chill and I don’t get animal hair all over everything OR ELSE I don’t mind it/deal with it well and my house isn’t super stinky

*love my friends, they are near, we have tea, we have cherished evenings, there is quiet laughter, there are plucked wildflowers, maybe even some songs, we go home with warm hearts

*read books with children

*witness sunrises and sunsets

*watch clouds for hours

*not look at phone all the time

*literally never look at fb or reddit

These are things that are interesting to my soul. I know they would enrich my soul. They are my interests. Basically, starting with my heartbreak, I kind of quit doing those things. I have just been indulging my sensuality.

Lately I’ve been taking ahold of the reins again. For instance, I do movie night at my parents’ house now. And I have had this sudden clarity, partially from going to Christian church every god damn week, that the soul is this distinct thing that’s different from what I thought. Everything on earth, even things like rocks, is alive. Doggies like to be pet. So do trees and rocks. Doggies like love. Flowers and fruits and the ground all like love, all warm towards love and act more happy when they are loved. All things on earth have hunger and sensuality and liveliness and even things like humor which enable them to grow.

But the soul is something different. The soul lives in multiple time frames. The soul beams into the body, and desires growth. The soul harmonizes with God, and God’s image grows because of the harmonic action of the soul, in the home of the body.

I started realizing that I was just a lump of flesh without God, but with God, I am eternal.

That’s when I was able to start putting together how God and belief structure the soul, and how Sagittarius/9th house deals with exactly those issues.

Anyway, it’s suddenly easier for me to do these things. I think it corresponds with how Jupiter is passing over my Saturn. Also, transiting Venus trined my natal saturn/transiting jupiter yesterday, so that’s been nice too.

But the mood of yesterday, and kind of this morning too, was so weird. Was it bc I was so hungry???? For food??? Or hungry for soul quality?

Yesterday and today I got up hella early and took morning walks, near dawn, during the time of busy birds. Those were really rewarding.

In my house, it’s really lonely. If I did psychedelics in my house, I’d get overwhelmed with how lonely it is. Thank god I have plants. Yesterday, when I felt vacant, I sat with my fig tree and learned some guitar songs. Thank god I did that. But I’m wary of structuring people out of my life, yanno? I used to have so much warmth man. And now what? I feel like there’s so much I can only get done when I’m alone --

and my soul right now is screaming, SO DO IT!!! --

but is anything worth anything if I’m not also with other people?

The real work I need to get done is to not just slide into things. I need to be able to have pot in the house, and not smoke it. If I wish to be free, then I must have the inner structure that allows me inner freedom.

Other freeing things:

*having phone in the car but not needing to listen to music

what else is freeing. *not masturbating all the time lmao

*not going to this coffee shop everrrry morning

*not compulsively texting my aquabestie thoughts that I should process on my own

*not drinking cappuccino every morning (I’ve been good at that, have been drinking green tea instead, except the past 2 days I’ve been doing cappuccino because of the IF I think. I really want calories around 7:30 but I don’t want a whole lot, and a cap is a good way to break the fast - plus I actually like how they taste after like a whole month of not drinking them)

Ok bye little blog I love u.

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