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#whitney the BITCH
ashersanity · 5 months
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Screw @princesstokyomoon for fueling my brainrot on this. Whatever, I fucking need to say it.
content warning! dub-con, cheating, small age gap?
Nonstop thinking about typical delinquent that Whitney is with PC as their teacher. Fuck, would it be so goddamn chaotic. Especially since you catch the blonde’s eye right from the start as you walk into the classroom, class they never attend to but shit, maybe they just might if you’re the one teaching it. Sweet smile of yours, introducing yourself to the students and even giving Whitney the same treatment as the others! Poor thing that you are, don’t even know what you’re getting yourself into as the bully grins right back at you.
Never misses a class of yours after that, everyone murmuring about it too, how the all time troubler maker in town is now actually going to school. Yeah, well they shouldn’t be getting their hopes up since it’s just another reason to come and see you, maybe check your ass out a bit whenever you turn around to explain a subject on the blackboard. Doesn’t hide their clear interest in you either, openly leering at the way the collar of your shirt hangs low, leaning over the desk to help the ‘clueless’ bully who desperately needed your help on this particular question. Too bad, Whitney’s not listening, already thinking of ways to have you settled between their legs with their crotch shoved into your face, so fucking cute.
Makes everything weird and sexual between the two of you on purpose, ordering them to go and clean the windows of the classroom as punishment for their behaviour. (I don’t fucking know). Happily obliges too, getting up from their seat with a smirk on their face, everyone else gaping since Whitney is never one to take orders from other people, much less their own teachers.
There is absolutely no reason for the motherfucker to be stripping their shirt off while they do it, fabric bunched up in their grip, now all wet and soapy from the water bucket used. Hurrying yourself their way to at least get them a jacket and hide their exposed chest, the delinquent smiling to themselves from the visible blush on your face.
‘Course it doesn’t just stop to that, stepping into class one day just to find them receiving head from a student under the desk though really they wish it was you under there. Sends you a fucking porn link of a teacher and a student going at it against the wall, panting and gasping instead of the math homework you asked of them, claiming it was an accident. The harsh reprimanding that you give them after that doesn’t stop them, only fuels the bully’s heated pursuit, needing to rub one out at the bathroom once you’re over with your little speech.
Even if you do turn down all their attempts at you, they know you’ll eventually crack, know you’re actually lonely deep inside, that your home life isn’t as exciting as it once was. Just a glance at you shows it all, you haven’t had it for a while haven’t you? Whitney’s there to help you out despite your insistences for them to stop.
Willing to play the long game and it does pay off as they trail their hand up your thigh, upwards to your crotch and you not stopping them like all the other times. Immediately gets addicted to the sick thrill of this twisted relationship, hushed breaths in the classroom, telling Whitney to keep it down while you’re bent over the table or maybe they’re bent over yours, either way it doesn’t really matter. Hastily pressing quick kisses to your lips, rough hand down your shirt as they grind against your thigh. Adorable look on your face that you make whenever you think you’re about to get caught too, tensing up and grip tightening around the blonde’s waist. Fuck, they love it all.
If you have a spouse too? Whitney is so rubbing it in their face like the petty little shit that they are, makes it clear that you two are fucking. Firm arm wrapped your waist or clinging onto your own like a needy puppy that just won’t go away, leaning into your frame, blatantly pulling your collar down to reveal the hickeys and bite marks left behind. Introduces themselves as your ‘favorite student’, as if they even got the grades to back that statement up huh..
Well, those whines and whimpers that the bully elicits out of you every time you two fuck on the desk, grasping at their hair for purchase, moaning out Whitney’s name instead of your spouse who’s long gone in your mind.
At least they’re getting it from the fucking hot teacher in school.
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femboyhunting · 4 months
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propertyofkylar · 7 months
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confession - m!whitney x gn!pc
spoilers for sneaky update content ;)
Your eyes roamed the crowded school halls as you shuffled through.
It was so annoying that you couldn’t find Whitney when you actually needed him. Most of the time he was just suddenly appearing unexpectedly. But now? You had no idea where he was.
You hadn’t seen your boyfriend since he left you that note, and you half thought that he might be ignoring you. A silly thought, maybe, but Whitney had never been one who dealt with emotions well. What if it had been a mistake?
School hadn't officially begun yet, and you were hoping to find him before classes started. If you had to wait until maths class to see Whitney - well, you honestly weren't sure what you would do.
You shook your head as if to physically rid yourself of those thoughts when you saw a head of blond hair ahead. “Whitney!” You called out.
His head turned and you saw a brief look of surprise and panic cross his face.
Oh, fuck. He totally was avoiding you.
"What's up, slut?" His normal smirk was plastered back on his face as his buddies laughed around him. You quickly caught up to him and leaned in so they couldn't hear.
"Can we, um, talk?" And now you were nervous, too. Great. There was that look of fear again in his eyes before he gave you a short nod.
"Gonna go teach this slut a lesson," Whitney announced to his friends, grabbing your wrist and pulling you away. "You all can fuck off."
He tugged you into a nearby storage closet and suddenly it was just the two of you. You had spent a while thinking about what to say but now your mouth went dry.
You were looking into each other's eyes, neither one wanting to make the first move.
It was starting to drive you crazy when Whitney finally opened his mouth.
"Listen-" he started.
"I love you too," you blurted out, interrupting him. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed several times.
"Oh," was all Whitney managed to get out.
"So...yeah," you finished lamely with a shrug. Your eyes went to the floor to avoid the intensity of his gaze.
Suddenly, Whitney's arms were around you in a bone-crushing hug, and you leaned into him, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head against his chest.
He let out a shaky breath and pressed his mouth against your hair.
"I just, I mean," you started, but you realized quickly you had no clue what to say. But it didn't seem like he knew what to say either, so you kept going. "I guess I didn't know you felt that way about me."
Whitney pulled back to look at you, and you could tell even in the dimly-lit closet that his face was bright red.
"You're such a dumb fucking slut," he groaned, rubbing a hand across his face as if to hide from you. "You're nice to me for some fucking reason, and- and you make me happy." It sounded like it almost pained him to say it, but it made you smile. Actually, it made you giggle, which you quickly regretted when you saw the look on his face.
"Shut up. I'm trying to be sincere," he leaned his head against the wall, and you wanted to laugh again at how whiny he was being, but you held back.
"Sorry," you put your hands up.
"Whatever," Whitney folded his arms and looked away from you. "Don't expect more of this mushy shit. And don't expect me to act different."
You nodded - nothing you hadn't already thought about - and took a step closer to him. He gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead. It made you feel warm.
"But I do love you," he mumbled. Actually hearing it from his mouth made you feel all sorts of things. So you leaned up and kissed him. It was tender and filled with love.
You wished you could stay in there like that forever with him, but you remembered that you were at school and needed to make it to science class before Sirris gave you detention. "We should, ah..." you gestured towards the door.
Whitney nodded before swinging the door open and stepping out. The bright fluorescents nearly blinded you after being in the storage closet so long.
"I will see you later, slut," he said, drawing the attention of his friends who were still lingering nearby, but clearly had gotten bored during the time you two were in there. Which was fine, since you weren't too keen on them overhearing such an intimate conversation.
You gave Whitney a smile, and he sent you off with a swift smack to the ass.
That made you smile even harder - it was the way he showed his love.
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mothinabottle · 7 months
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Church boy has no bitches 😔
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heinous-desiree · 11 months
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YES!!!!! AND THERES SO MANY GOD DAMN POSSIBILITIES!!!! Because like obviously C!Sydney is a fucking chaotic switch sadomasochistic bastard and I feel like Whitney absolutely needs to be bullied into his fucking place and would be shamefully turned on by it oh my GOD. but also both of them bullying You? Or Sydney and You at Whitney’s whims? Or You teasing both Sydney and Whitney? IT LITERALLY WORKS IN ALL COMBINATIONS AND IT’S SO HOTTTTT GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!!!! I’m SO upset at how there’s little to no fanfics of this combo 😭😭😭 and in general Syd is just so fucking under appreciated Im such a simp aggsbsbdbdbd
I know of a fanfic where Kylar and PC dom Whitney and it’s SOOOOO FUCKING HOTTTTTT I need more content of making Whitney a slut bc it’s just. SO GOOD. He ABSOLUTELY gets off on being put in his place that fucking brat.
You make some EXCELLENT points and you know what they say! Be the change you want to see in this world.
M!Sydney, PC, M!Whitney 3some. Dubious consent, bordering noncon, handcuffs, overestimation, mindbreak, fucking Whitney half to death cause I say so.
"F-Fuck-"
When you asked Whitney if he wanted to fuck you on the church grounds, eye narrowed hungrily while you innocently played with your cross. He just thought about making you scream pretty, letting all the other holy prisses know you might have promised your body to God, but you were his.
So why the hell was he handcuffed between you and that library prat?
"Shhh," you hushed him as Whitney choked on another moan. You breathed in the incense that made your world blur and skin warm, you couldn't tell if the fumes had any effect on the delinquent since he was already flushed.
You smiled sweetly as you turned up the vibration on the stroker you were milking him with, watching the little focus he had left break.
"You- nghaaAHH," Whitney jerked forward, only to be dragged back down by the unforgiving grip around his torso. Whitney couldn't get enough air to curse as he spasmed against Sydney's chest, all while Sydney's finger stayed meticulously stretching out his hole.
"Aw, don't cry," you cooed at him. He shuddered out a breath of relief when you pulled the stroker off him, but that was short-lived as you wrapped your hand around his sensitive length. "You haven't even fucked me yet... We've hardly began."
"Hm, we want to test if we can fuck the sin out of someone," Sydney said lowly to his ear, and that tone went directly to his dick. "Ah, you're tightening up again... For your own sake, you need to...
"Relax."
Whitney saw white as Sydney pressed hard at the ball of nerves inside him, he heard screaming and barely realized it was coming from himself as Sydney mercilessly attacked that area.
"You're hard again," you sang playfully. Whitney blinked to see you spread out in front of him, forcing his member into yourself with a small whine. "Syddd, I think he's ready~"
"Wh...What?" Whitney mumbled out as he was set bonelessly on top of you. The fingers left him, and he felt his eyes close. He needed a moment, just a moment. Then he was going to kill you two.
That thought was brutally shoved out of his head as he held still by a bruising grip on the hips and bottomed out in one thrust. "FUCK YOU-"
"Mind your language," Sydney panted as he pulled all the way out to roughly thrust in again, "you're... In a holy place!"
"Fucking bitch-" Whitney felt you wrap around him, moved along with the rough pounding. Whitney lashed out his leg to kick Sydney, but that only caused the thing inside him to pulse as Sydney grabbed his ankle to pull him further open.
"You're going to have to hit a lot harder than that, love."
Whitney bit down on your shoulder before he could start screaming again, Sydney moved in a pace as if he was trying to remold his insides, and the new position let Sydney go deeper than before. Whitney tasted blood, but you only squeezed harder around him.
Damn fucking slut, Whitney thought to himself, feeling the cum sucked out of him.
He lost grip on you after that, dick sliding out of you and having the air knocked out of him by Sydney.
Finally, finally, Sydney pulled Whitney close and released in him with a groan. Whitney was left trembling, breathing harshly. He was too exhausted for this. You two can leave him naked there for all he cared, he's taking a fucking nap-
"More." Sydney pulled Whitney to his side, still hard as he pressed against Whitney's abused hole. Whitney eyes widen as the length went into him again.
"Fuuuucgghhhk," Whitney's arms stretched out, but only heard Sydney laugh. Fuck, fuck, fuck, that bastard lost it.
"Where do you think you're going?"
He was rammed with a new relentless pace, Whitney couldn't see past the stars in his eyes, and he was letting out wet gasps. He could hear you speaking, telling him you love him and praising him for lasting so long.
"His toes are curling, how cute," Sydney voice joined, Whitney felt dizzy from the rush of arousal that made him feel.
You two didn't let up, having him again and again in different positions. His mind fully went blank after he had his knees pushed to his chest and another climax ripped out of him.
At one point, he probably lost consciousness. He only knew that when he was aware again, his feet were off the floor, held up like a rag doll, and still used like a fleshlight.
He doesn't think he can speak anymore, soon he doesn't know if he'll be able to think anymore.
He did his best to slur out "insatiable sluts" as he rid out another orgasm.
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smokenbreak · 3 months
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hey whitney, i got some blowjob proof lipstick. wanna test it out together? <3
“Sure thing, slut. Let’s see what a pretty mess you’ll make all over my cock once im done with you. My fist in your hair and my cock in your mouth is all it takes to have you cummin’ by yourself anyway. Dirty whore”
As if to prove his point, Whitney presses his bulge to your face, giving clear indication of just how fucking hard he is right now, throbbing cock barely held back by the constricting fabric of his trousers. | + Lust | + Whitney’s dominance
“Make sure to swallow it all, bitch. Don’t waste a drop of that cum.”
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kylars-owner · 4 months
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@ whitney
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whitneyehouston · 2 years
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UNiQUE ! Alien superstar
Happy birthday Whitney
Thank you for all you did for the culture . You took the brunt of it to open doors for the next generation singers . You layed the foundation and the next generation is handling it well . Look at Beyoncé . A legend .
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miku-meeku · 2 months
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It’s so nice seeing another incest enjoyer 🤣
Your a lonely bitch 0 relationships and I think multiple fictional boyfriend’s … wait i’m also a lonely bitch
tell,,,,tell no one of this information,,,,im not ready to be burn to the stake for consuming problematic contents like a vulture
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my fictional boyfriends must not see my deepest darkest secrets of desires of [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]
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ashersanity · 3 months
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— “Shit, who’s my good boy?”
-> content warning! dub-con?, blood, m top bastard! reader
Ever get that high whenever you ruin a cocky bitch, reducing them to a blubbering mess beneath you as they frantically claw at any nearby surface to steady themselves? Dumb fuck, bitten lips normally quirked up into a smug smirk now oozing fresh droplets of blood running over their chin. The panted sighs that escape them, wheezing and gasping, struggling for any sort of breaths. Just the glassy look in their eyes, the wet eyelashes beaded with tears, freely running down their flushed cheeks. Makes you wanna ruin them, bruised fingers curling deeper through the strands of their hair and using it as leverage to fuck ‘em.
If they’re going to be all bark and no bite, might as well use them like they’re meant to be used, slutty and begging to be stuffed full of your cock. Idly rubbing a rough palm over your throbbing, clothed erection, barely constrained by the constricting fabric holding it back. It’s almost amusing, how the stupid fucker is so helplessly out of it, that they don’t even flinch at the smack of your cockhead, oozing precum against their bloodied lips. With a low curse, prying their mouth apart, experimentally slipping a finger in to drag over their pink tongue. Whorish, instinctively sucking on the pad of your thumb only for it to be replaced by something thicker, hotter insistently nudging against their swollen flesh.
Alright, so you might be the bastard here for even taking advantage of the bitch like this, but after all they’ve done to you. Snarky and bratty, never once listening to your well-intentioned advice, it’s only fair to do as you please with them. Fuck it. Cockhead weeping pre-cum, you shove the entirety of your length inside their mouth, head thrown back at the warm, tight heat snugly wrapped around your fat cock. There’s no gentleness to your action, none of that crap, not after how they’ve acted as you grasp for the back of their head, practically face fucking them. Stifled whimpers slipping into needy whines, curve of their throat rhythmically bobbing in time with each of your heated thrusts. Equivalent of a fucking glory hole, that’s what it is. This stupid, dumb bastard is now all yours and they’re gagging on your cock as though they’ve just been given the taste of it.
— “Fuck, fuck — Haah.. That’s my good fucking bitch. Keep suckin’ like that fer’ me.”
That’s right, balls tightening in need, pulsing cum squirting across their pretty face, burying yourself into the back of their sloppy mouth one last time. Your thick, sticky load dripping from between their lips, struggling to take it all in as you begrudgingly part away from them at last.
— “Make sure to swallow it all, you slut.”
And they do — they do just that, swallowing your thick seed with a faint gulp, dazed off of your fucking cock. Utterly broken.
— “Now that’s my boy.”
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whitney, avery, remy, gojo satoru?, suguru geto?, childe?, toji fushiguro?, kaeya alberich?, scaramouche?, reo mikage?, your favorites. shit, i fucking forgot.
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inkyquince · 2 years
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Whitney breeding
There's a reason Whitney doesn't take you back to his. It's not the going to sleep with you, using you as a pillow and snoozing, enjoying the feeling of cum trickle from your hole with his thigh slid in-between your legs. That's fine. It's the morning that makes him want to cuss you out.
Because its not his fucking fault that his cock gets stupidly hard, pressed against your ass when he wakes up? Its your fucking fault that you wriggle back into him, making his cock throb as you sigh all content.
Honestly, you bitch.
Your fault that he yawns into your neck, hands dragging over your body as you slowly wake, turning your head to squint at Whitney. Honestly, who wouldn't fuck that? And you practically encourage the way he hooks your knee over his elbow, cockhead dragging against your hole a few times before prodding it. No, of course you're sighing all softly and pressing back into him.
Yeah, like any of that is gonna persuade him not to squeeze his cock into you, cum from the night before making it easier than ever to settle into you.
You moan when his cock thrusts into you just right, so why shouldn't he grind his hips into your ass? Not even thrusting into you, just rubbing his cockhead against a spot that makes your toes curl and your back arch, begging Whitney in a soft voice to keep going.
If you tell him to fuck you more, then yeah, he's going to fill your fucking guts with cum. Nothing but cum, and keep fucking speaking like that, he's gonna do nothing but fuck cum into you.
Whitney barely pulls out, just enjoys the way you squeeze around him, pulling your leg back enough to hook over his hips so his free hand can cup your chest, gripping onto the soft flesh.
Keep making those noises and he's going to never want to pull out, and keep you like this. All cute and round from the amount of cum he keeps fucking into you.
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For those of you that thought Kimberly and Canaan were out of left field...
Oh boy, buckle up, because I am going to explain how Kimberly and Canaan make perfect sense together and the show has been building to them since their first interaction. I'm going to be examining their scenes together, their scenes in other romantic relationships and interactions with friends, and ultimately investigate the events of the finale, which culminated in them developing feelings for each other.
In the first scene where Kimberly and Canaan are introduced, Canaan takes advantage of Kimberly's naivete by telling her he has to work multiple jobs to support his family because his mother is addicted to crack. I personally love this scene because it reveals Kimberly's lack of exposure to POC and touches on her unconscious biases prior to coming to Essex, but it also establishes the fun, banter-y dynamic between Canaan and Kimberly from the get-go. Kimberly later stands up for Canaan and this choice was 100% deliberate on the writer's part for K/C relationship building. Christopher Meyer's background reactions (in a lot of these scenes) suggest he's in awe at the different side of Kimberly that's shown to him through this interaction. Kimberly may have that sweet, kind, girl-next-door vibe but she also has a backbone and is not afraid to stand up for herself. Moreover, Canaan's being in agreement of Kimberly's speech and their shared position at Sips together implies shared values that bind them together, at least in the affluent world of Essex.
A few episodes later, when she and Bela attend the comedy gala, Kimberly understands from Canaan that he and Lila are not being tipped well as caterers. She leaves them a large tip and announces to everyone that they are on financial aid, which elicits pity tips from the attending gala members. Canaan initially doesn't believe this will work, and he's so surprised and grateful to Kimberly for her shrewd assessment of the situation, he gives her a portion of their tips later. Again, Kimberly's resourceful advice surprises and compels Canaan, setting them up for a deeper connection down the road.
For those of you who don't regularly follow my blog, I'm also obsessed with Ben and Devi from Never Have I Ever (another MK show) and love that Ben acts to "save Devi from herself" and often is her voice of reason, pushing her to be a better person. Canaan acts as this voice of reason throughout the remainder of season 1 for Kimberly, reminding to focus on her Econ homework instead of obsessing over Nico because it's likely not worth it (a hard lesson Kimberly learns on her own), imploring her not to cheat because she cannot pull it off. The latter observation suggests that over the time period of working together, Canaan knows her, knows that she cannot cheat, knows that is the least discrete person in the world and she cannot pull it off (again, Canaan is right again) He even calls her cute during this conversation, yes he compares it to when Nemo gets mad at his Dad, but it's clear during this commentary that while he may be passing it off as a joke, he genuinely finds Kimberly attractive on some level.
There's another comment in this scene Canaan makes to Kimberly that sets them both up to be together. Canaan tells Kimberly he sees her with "more of a sweet boy" and describes a nerd. All we know about Canaan at this point in season 1 is that he's funny, sarcastic, DTF (with Whitney at this point), and kind, the "nerd" aspect of his personality hasn't come up - at least for now.
During season 2, Canaan and Kimberly embark upon parallel journeys to date a great person, but not the right person for them. We can argue Leighton goes through a similar journey in another post, but that's for another day. At the end of s1 and beginning of s2, Canaan dates Whitney (who btw I would die for, no Whitney slander in the comments please) and while the two are attracted to each other, have good conversation, and seem to get along, they seem to have different attitudes towards their family and academic goals. Canaan defends Whitney's mom to her for coming to make sure she was okay after the whole Coach Dalton (aka the most heinous man known to society) fiasco and has a much more clear plan about his career/future than Whitney while Whitney is still trying to navigate her nascent relationships with her mother and biochemistry. I want to make it clear that there is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong with Whitney trying to figure that out and she's amazing and deserves the best and 100% deserves all the love in the world, but it's clear from the Zoe/phone incident (although CANAAN hello you 100% should have told Whitney and not invited Zoe to the Kissmas party) that Canaan values being with someone who's completely secure with themselves in order to build a strong relationship. It's notable that when Canaan is reassuring Whitney about Zoe he calls her "A dream girl" rather than "MY dream girl" and that may be reading too much into it but I think the article choice was deliberate on the part of the writers. Also before Canaan asks Whitney to be his gf, he compliments Whitney that the study geek vibe on her is cute. Again, interesting considering how he thinks the perfect guy for Kimberly as a nerd because she is one ... and at the same time he is also attracted to them.
On the flip side, we have Kimberly who begins a little romance with Jackson. Jackson seems like a great, nice guy who really likes Kimberly, which is a refreshing break for my girl considering she had been through the ringer and back with Nico, losing her scholarship, and donating her eggs. However, yes she has this great, hot guy who's into her- the issue is, she's not into him and she feels they don't fully understand each other. Jackson initially doesn't participate in the food worker's strike even though it's near and dear to Kimberly's heart, she's incredibly passionate about social causes and is helping organize the movement as well! Once Kimberly explains she wants him to support her, he does, but to Kimberly, she shouldn't have to explain. She feels Jackson immediately should have understood how the strike was important to her- worker's rights are in her core belief system (see: her upbringing and her speech at Sips in the first episode), and she should have a partner who immediately is willing to join which again, why I think it's intentional that this episode highlighted that Canaan helped her with the strike and was her team member while Jackson did not. After a conversation with Lila and Canaan (in which Canaan seems VERY jealous, might I add), she realizes how much it bothers her how little she and Jackson have in common. She doesn't get his EDM/country playlists, his love of wrestling, and while Jackson is willing to learn about the things he cares about and doesn't think that it's a big deal, it still doesn't seem like it's fully resolved.
In the background of these relationships, Kimberly and Canaan are orbiting each other. They update each other about their lives at the coffeehouse, they complain about Lila getting drunk on power, they work together on the strike, Canaan is there to observe Kimberly being supportive and prepping Lila for her manager interview, all until their journeys converge in the final two episodes of the season.
When Kimberly learns that Canaan is getting an award from the econ department, she's so excited for him and encourages him to attend. Canaan, who initially wasn't go to, has all of these dormant feelings for Kimberly that have developed over the past year which come to a head when he realizes how grateful he is to her for being so excited and supportive for him. He nervously invites her to the econ banquet, but because he's calm, collected, Canaan and he knows she's dating Jackson, he passes it off as a back-up invite. At the banquet, Kimberly, who is of aware that Canaan is kind, funny, and handsome, discovers a different side to him and sees that he's also humble, intelligent, hard-working, and cares about his family deeply, which reflect all of Kimberly's own positive qualities and values. On a value level, she realizes they have more in common than Jackson and Kimberly. They've worked together the whole year, there's been a small flame flickering between them, and once they're finally in a more romantic context, it's the match that lights the fire. Once he and Kimberly have that conversation about Canaan's mom's Alzheimer's, which is sure to come up in the future if I know Mindy's shows, she realizes that her hot work friend is much deeper than she knew he was, and she's interested in him and wants to know more, enjoys and wants time with Canaan more than she wants with Jackson. I don't think that Kimberly broke up with Jackson because she realized she had feelings for Canaan. I think she broke up with him because she realized, upon spending time with Canaan, she didn't have feelings for Jackson. Meanwhile, Canaan enjoys Kimberly's fun energy and openness at the banquet- she constantly is talking about how much fun she's having and wants to know more about his life and his mom and even though she's not cool or chill or fun, she's so unapologetically herself and happy about the way she lives her life and conducts herself (even when she almost eats the flowers off Canaan's dessert) and Canaan's into it.
Throughout the entire series, the writers set Canaan and Kimberly to get together. They always got along, were good for each other, balanced each other out, have a great platonic chemistry, and needed to date other people to realize the qualities they valued in each other as future potential partners. I know a lot of people wanted a classic "slow burn" situation and I was a little disappointed they didn't do it with them, but upon reflection, I actually like the route the writers took. They dropped little hints that Kimberly and Canaan would get together, and when they finally saw each other in a new light, away from work and their friends, and got to know each other more deeply, they realized they wanted to explore something more. Honestly, it's super realistic to have that one event that puts your hot friend in a new light and to just go for it and date afterwards instead of dragging it out. Based on the very first episode though, and even the whole first season, it's obvious they were setting up some kind of conflict between Kimberly and Whitney over dual interest in Canaan so while I think the situation is shitty and low-key devastates me, it was ALWAYS bound to happen and didn't just "come out of nowhere." Anyway, I urge you to rewatch the series and watch Canaan and Kimberly's interactions closely, it surprises me that there was so much uproar over them getting together when although not completely explicit, it was built into their arcs in s1 and s2.
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neet-elite · 4 months
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mm... though exercise: sebastian but more like whitney from dol kinda vibes. what do we think?
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smokenbreak · 3 months
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So you have sucked cock? Does that mean we could 69 sometime?
“Not doing that shit for free, slut. There’s a fee to pay.”
Whitney isn’t kidding, flicking their used cigarette aside as it lands onto the puddle with a resounding splash, hands shoved into their pocket. Almost as though it was a habit, the bully’s open hand and outstretched arm is shoved to your face, an expectant look in their eyes awaiting your own.
“50£.”
You wouldn’t exactly have expected Whitney themselves to whore themselves out but considering their financial situation and tendency to spend it all on fags, drinks and whatnot, it wasn’t entirely unexpected. 50£ and you’d get the stupid delinquent to get on their knees, servicing you like a complete and utter whore.
Do you pay the fee?
> Yes - 50£ | - Whitney’s dominance | > No
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angelgoeslewd · 2 years
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Thinking of Kylar kissing me out of nowhere n Whitney sees n gets SO fucking angry n starts yelling in Kylar's face n punching his fist into the locker's next 2 his head until he's dragged off by the teachers <3
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