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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years ago

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Trying to slowly get back to writing so here it is some bitter ... fluff?

Pain

Is quite ironic.

The source of his power being both cut and disintegrated. His arms. It had nothing on there. Absolutely nothing. Only the mere replacement of plenty new robotic arms so that he couldn't just be more useless that he was already.

Yet it still hurt.

Torture he would discribe as. Every damn night or every time he closed his eyes his mind would replay the exact moment where that kid beaten him up, when he was taken away, when the van crashed and when the leader of the league of villains along with his commurates took away his hard work and arms.

It didn't even made sense to him why he would wake up in cold sweat and feel just the most amount of pain he felt on that day on where it was suppose to be his arms. Provably a psychological thing, but he didn't understand it neither want it.

He just want it to stop... why was he feeling pain on somwhere that it didn't even existed anymore..?!

His eyes burned as he narrowed them at his metalic hands resting on his thighs... if only he had been more careful with Eri... if only his damn pride didn't got in the way of doubting those brats... if only he had listen to the old man...

"A penny for your thoughts handsome?" He visibly flinched before looking over his shoulder and saw you wiping your hands after washing the dishes... a small smile yet aeyebrows furrowed in worry.

Those thoughts and pain were judt so terible that he almost forgot about the most good thing that thanks to heavens was left for him... You.

He would never understand it why you were still here with him. When he escaped Tartarus yoh only welcomed him woth open arms... not taling personappy the outburst he had on the first few months...

Sighing he only lifted hsi prostethic arm and managed to make a wave at you, a signal of him to tell it wasn't anything... you knew better than pry it out of him.

"I'm going to go take a nap, washing dishes has given me some back pain." You giggled while carefully wrapping your arms around his neck. His body answered to your actions by tensing up but slowly relaxing, subsconcipusly his head leaning into yours for just a bit.

He saw you going on your after brushing his mask and pulling it out of his face for just a bit to gige him a peck on the lips.

A shaky sigh left him, bitting his lip to prevent any sound to come out as he fept the pain come back ten times stronger than ever after you closed the door.

He didn't break it until now, and he wouldn't...

Your chest tightened and you felt yourself sick to the stomach due to the constant anxiety and distress you felt.

Kaai mever was one to open up to you. It took you years, YEARS, to find out that Pops wasn't even his biological father and to learn that his parents were absolutely horrible to him.

He would oftenome back to you with bruises, a bloody jacket, rarely with a bloddy nose after a fight on the underground or just some discussion. Yet he always remained with that neutrap and uncaring face of his. The most signal you would get from him that he was in pain or uncomfortable was his hives and by the way his muscles twitched and tensed.

You want it to help your boyfriend. You needed to. But how could you? The man had a ego bigger then the whole word and hated being touched or felt like he was a nuisance or worst, someone nothing.

Kai hated being touched or helped. Not used ti being cared or loved. The consequences of poor parenting and being rased in the mafia was pretty evident on him.

Yet oh how much you loved this man... despite his actions and flaws you swore you teared up every time you thought or just talked to someone about and your feelings for him.

So thats why you never leaved. No matter how many times Kai has gotten to the point of almost kicken you out of his life for what he says, "your own good".

You were about to sit down on the bed until your eyes widened at the sound of pans falling and crashing.

"Kai?" You spine carefully with a basevall bat already on your hand. Living with a now wanted criminal left you no choice.

Instead of an intruder or a cop, you saw the frame of the large shoulders of your boyfriend, metalic arms providing some ground for him on the kitchen counter as he panted as if he had ran a marathon.

"Oh my g- Kai?!" You left the baseball bat fall and came to him, hands hovering over his form as hives appeared on his face and neck as he breathed in and out, eyes clenched shut as sweat crawled down his skin.

"Kai honey please talk to me..." you begged with tears in your eyes as you saw him clenching his jaw so hard that you feared it could break.

"M.. Make it..-" he breathed out "..end."

It seemed that he was more talking to himself than to yoy but you still tried to remain your ground as one tear slid down your cheek.

"What needs to end?" You whispered as he grunted.

His eyes finally opened, the white of his eyeballs wasn't there anymore, instead some redness as he forced down the disgusting pained sob thag wanted to get out of his throat.

"Kai im begging you what is going on?" You cupped his cheek as the other hand took his mask off and saw his white teeth clenched together before you gasped when he dropped his head on your shoulder, curling his prosthetic arms on his chest.

"I cant bear it anymore..." it came his pained whisper as your heart almost riped out of your chest "Is not even there anymore so why does this keep hurting?!" He whispered shouted on your shoulder as you stood there in panick.

What was you suppose to do?!

Hands rubbing his back caustiously, you leaned your head against him as he trembled on your arms.

"What do you mean? Where does it hurt?" You whispered as you heard his unwanted sob manifest on the quiet dostant house you both got to get away from the heros and cops.

"I cant take it anymore angel!" He shouted as tears flew from his eyes "I just can't! It doesn't even matter anymore! Just fucking end me already! I beg you (Y/n)..." he sobbed in your neck as you hugged him... that was the only thing you could do.

Your tears dropped into his neck as you tried your best to understand him until you eldecided to rub the last remain of his arm and his shoulder... his breath hitched as.. his golden eyes widened as slowly his trembling got lower.

He shakipy breathed out as he moved his fake arms to bring you closer by the waist as he spoke the words that you swore that made your heart drop.

"Kill.. me."

Automacally you hugged him tighter as you sobbed immediately your denial as he finally quieted down.

"D-Dont ever ask me that!" You sluttered before pushing him a bit to rest his forehead against yours "Dont even think about it!"

His eyes were hollow and expression numb as he looked at the ground.

It was quiet until you saw his prothestic move to hold the left one.

"When my arms got stolen... I never imagined to still feel the pain as if they were still.. there. Comical..." he sighed, still not looking at you "Is torture.. my thoughts, head, body are being haunted and I just cant take it anymore... I... simply can't." He sighed, dropping his prostethics.

You furrowed your eyebrows before breathing in and staring angrily at your boyfriend. Making the decision that made him astonished.

Taking off his metalic arms from where they were attached to and starting to rub it with a concentrate face. His golden eyes wide open as he clenched his jaw and narrowed them a bit later to ask you what you were doing.

"Does here hurt? It makes less painful?" You ask, still not looking at him as he payed attention to his senses... it didn't. The usual pain he was beating thorugh almost a year was no where.

Shaking his head in shock you sighed and gently pressed your thumbs on his shoulders.

"Is like that. We dont simply deal with it..." your eyes locked with his "We search for a cure like you always did... so let me help?" You asked, eyes actually begging as his golden orbs stares back at yours before tsking... lowering his head on your shoulder once again so you couldn't see more tears threatening to leave his eyes.

"Idiot..."

#overhaul x reader #chisaki kai x reader #bnha x reader #chisaki kai #overhaul #bnha villains #bnha villains x reader #bnha fanfiction #bnha fanfics #zuffer writings

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theravencawsatmidnight · 4 years ago

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Hello! i am the one who made the request for Gilbert Nightray, and i just want to say that i love it, thank you so much 💙, i also was wondering if i could request the same, Monster prompt 3 with Oswald Baskerville, from Pandora Hearts too, if not, just want you to read this and know that i love your writing, thanks 💕

Hi bb!! Im happy you like it omg!!! You are so welcome!🥰🥰

Monster Prompts #3 NSFW. “Im going to breed you” with Oswald Baskerville

Warnings. Non C . Impreg.

His quiet and polite attitude drew you in like a month to a flame. All it took was a couple dates and lavish gifts and you told him you wanted to be with him forever. And thats just what he wanted. He took his time making you love him after that. Agreeing to everything you wanted or needed. Everyday he got closer to his goal.

So one night while you were asleep in your lavish bed he snuck in and discarded the blanket to reveal your lovely body to him. Ah you always slept in such naughty things. He ran a finger up your thigh to your panties hooking a diget inder the fabric and slowly pullong down. You rolled onto your back and the panties slid off much faster down your legs and off your feet. He dipped a knee onto the bed separating your thighs taking in your lovely scent , lightly he lifted a leg to rest on his shoulder. He bit into your thigh drawing blood . He groaned loudly while he drank from you.

You tossed around waking up to see him feeding off you and your panties off. “Os...Oswald.” You rubbed your eyes and he looked over smiling.

“My dear . Im sorry i woke you.” He fished his already hard cock out of his pants moving closer.

“Its okay.. what are you doing?”

He rubbed the head on your pussy pushing lightly. You realized and pushed on his chest but he was to strong. He simply laughed pushing in.

“My dear.. im going to breed you.”

He held your hands down fucking you slow, enjoying every inch of yoh with a smile on his face . You cried trying to reason with him. Saying you werent ready and how you thought he loved you.

“My dear.. i do love you. Oh so much. I love you... i love... how you can give me children. I mean what else are you good for?” He asked picking up the pace.

You couldint believe this. You loved this man. It had been two years with him. He knew everything about you. Every secret, every detail, everything. It was all a farse. A play to get you to be his forever. And not the way you wanted.

You watched him through tears, pumping into you ever so gently , the smile never leaving his face. His did talk to you though, telling you how good your being, how hes going to give you the greatest gift of all. And when your all healed he can give you more , and more ... and more.

He leaned over your trembling body to bite your neck to drink, his balls slapping at your skin now that he was going faster. He drank lovingly, kissing your marks and making new ones right next to it. He grunted pushing all the way in cumming inside you.

“Oswald..” you cried into your arm

Oswald licked your neck and moved your arm so he could see that lovely face. “Oh no need to be so sad my dear. Im going to stay right here with you. Till you feel better. “ he laud down on your chest to lick at your nipple. His hard cock still inside you to prevent his offspring from slipping out.

#oswald baskerville #oswald x reader #pandora hearts fanfiction #monstermonth2020 #pandoraanon

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dnarez · 4 years ago

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Chapter 5

Keigo was happy to have two best friend, someone that doesn't want him for his looks or for the future fame he is bound to get, they really liked him but...

Zanko never talked to him when in school, he didn't get why, he would insist and try to talk to her but she would ignore him if he wasen't talking about the project

They were in her room now, finishing the project.

(Y/n) was with her head in Keigo's lap being petted.

"Hey... Mangetsu-chan..."

Zanko stopped writting in her text book and looked at him. "What's up Takami-kun?"

"Why do you avoid me in school?" His head was down, (y/n) looked at him with her ears down and with sad eyes "Are you... ashamed of being my friend?" Zanko's mouth dropped

"WHAT? Are you kidding me?!?" She was astonished "of course not Takami-kun!" She went to him and hugged him "You are my best friend! I'm suprised you still are my friend I thought you would get tired of me if I was too clingy... and you would start to hear rumours about us in school too" she took a step back releasing him from the hug "I'm sorry if I hurted your feelings..."

Keigo looked at her astonished "I don't care about what they say... you too are my best friend Zanko-chan!" He gave her a big smile

Hey! I'm your best friend too!

Zanko blushed listening him saying her name "(y/n)-chan is angry that you said that I'm your best friend..." she looked away trying to hide her blush

"Sorry! Sorry! You too are my best friend (y/n)" he petted her

"Let's go back to work Keigo-kun!" He looked at her surprised but then gave her a big smile.

"Wait! I have a present for the two of you!" He had pink dustying his face., he got two feather from his wings and gave to then. "Don't lose it! I won't give another!"

The two girls were really happy and jumped on him hugging/nuzzling him.

"Thank you so much! We love it!!!"

He laughed and hugged back.

They both got back to work after some other chat.

When they finished everything, Keigo had to go home before it got dark, they said their goodbyes and he took off flying home. If any of then knew that was the last time they would see each other again the would never had let go.

--super timeskip brought to you by years of being alone and have no other friends--

(Y/n) was walking im the park in her human form with Zanko, she had shared all her secrets with her, they were like sisters to one another.

It was a sunny day, but it would rain in the afternoon, there was a storm coming.

"Do I really have to go with you?" (Y/n) asked

"Yes! Come on! You promised you would come with me form my photoshot!" Zanko whinned crossing her arms

"I know I did but the flash hurt my eyes all the time" (y/n) whinned back hagging her had low

"Oh! I know! That's why I brought you.... THIS!" she took a pair of sunglasses of her pursed and gave it to her. "Now you can't scape!" She huffed victorious

"Fine!" (Y/n) put the sunglasses on and keep walking to the place where the photoshot would happen

Zanko's long black hair has in a messy bun that was tied with the help of a long red feather, she was wearing a blue dress that was complimenting her ocean blue eyes, she had becamed a beautiful woman now with 22 years on her back.

(Y/n) was tall, she had 5'9"(188cm), her (h/l) (h/c) was with a fell small braids on her left side, in the tip of the braid was a red feather, her fluffy (f/c) tail and her also fluffy (f/c) ears were always there.

Being that tall and that pretty led her to become a model with Zanko's help, (y/n) just worked to have the payment to ther house and groceries so she wasen't very popular, but Zanko was one of the biggest names in model business, the money she got from the model job would go to orfanages, schools, hospitals, she would use very little of her money for her on and with (y/n)'s help she could help just as much as she wanted since her big sister payied for almost every house bill.

Zanko was what every girl wanted to be, small and beautiful to everybodies eyes.

(Y/n) was almost never jealous of her sister, she was proud, she knew their mother would be pissed if showed that she was unhappy with how happy her sister's life was.

Ann's death was heartbreaking, Zanko had just started her model job and went home tired, (y/n) like alway would go get her and bring her home, but when they got there the place was wrecked, they had stolen everything that was precious to then, including their mom.

(Y/n) didn't had time to mourn her mom, she had to find a work and fast, Zanko was so fragile and broken that she couldn't get out of the bedroom without crying, so (y/n) had to step up and work for both of then, she had to find a new place since this one was full of memories.

After a full year she did it, they had a new home, and new jobs, Zanko was much better and got back to working, but again... (y/n) never mourned her mother like she wanted to, and now was to busy taking care of Zanko and the house her heart was broken but her smile didn't fell from her face, not even once, she had to be strong, and she had to move on, so she did.

~timeskip to after the photoshot~

"What are we going to eat today?" Zanko's hand was in (y/n)'s hand while they walked back to their place

"What about pizza?" (Y/n) was looking at her with sweet and caring eyes

"Nah... we ate pizza yesterday..."

"Spaghetti?"

"Nop! Too much carbs"

"Hm.... yakisoba? Has a lot of protein, carbs and vitamins, we can make it extra spicy"

"HELL YEAH! Omg I love your food... so damn good! We have to buy the ingredients, let's buy it next to home or here?"

"The grocerie store next to home have more options, so it's better there"

They started to walk faster not jogging, but not walking either.

They got there when it was dark.

"Let's be fast, just get the vegetables and I get the meat"

"Why I can never get the meat?" Zanko whinned

"You can never get the right one, you always get the ones with less fat in it"

"But fat is bad!"

"So don't eat it!" (Y/n) went to the get the meat and Zanko to get the vegetables

The both of then meet again in the noddles section.

"Ok... which brand and how much?"

"Do you want to eat it in the dinnser tomorow too?"

"Hell yeah! It taste better the next day" Zanko jumped excited

(Y/n) laughed at her sillyness "ok, let's go"

They went to the cashier and payied up when they got out the store (y/n) stoped

"Wait! I forgot to buy the drink! What do I get you?"

"I want green tea!"

"Ok (f/d) for me and green tea for you, I will buy it for tomorow too, you can go ahead, I will caught up to you"

(Y/n) gave her the bags

"Be careful and don't stop for nothing ok? Just go straight home"

"I'm not a kid! I can take care of myself!" Zanko pouted, her two hands full"

"I know, I know, can't I just look after my fav sis?"

"I'm your only sister" she dead pan

(Y/n) giggled "And my fav one! Aren't lucky?" She kissed her cheek leaving it red stamped with her lipstick "oh my!" She giggled again

"You are using lipstick you dumbass" zanko shouted angry for not being able to clean it properly since she is with both hand busy "urgh! Just go already!" She rolled her eyes and started to walk home

"I love you!" (Y/n) waved at her and smiled sweetly

"Love you too!" Zanko shouted not looking back, walking back to theur house in the dark of night

~Timeskip to getting home~

(Y/n) p.o.v

The streets were silent, I got to the door and was about to put my key in when I saw the open door.

Not thinking twice I got inside.

"ZANKO?? ZANKO WHERE ARE YOU???"

The place was wreced there was fitghing obviously, there was blood every were.

"ZANKO???" I keep trying to smell her, but the blood was hers, I trasformed in wolf, ready to fight at any moment while still searching for her.

Zanko please answear me! I'm worried!

The thunder outside was unforgiven, it was so loud, it started to rain heavly. I almost didn't heard small whimpers from our room.

Zanko!

I run to our room saw her there barely breathing.

"Hey big sis *cought* *cought* you are late" she smiled to me

I got closer to her, there was blood all over her, I almost couldn't see her bruises and the gigantic gash in her stomach.

I-... I-I don't think that you will-... you will...

"I know... it's.. it's kinda cold... and... scary... but it's okay! You are with me now! I knew that you wouldn't leave me alone, you never did it" she smiled sweetly and petted my head "such a good girl big sis... I-I'm tired... can I go to sleep?" Her voice was so fragile and weak if I wasen't paying attention I wouldn't have heard it.

Of course you can pup... when you wake up we will go to that photoshot, and then to the meeting, you need to rest now Zanko...

"Can you sing for me big sis?"

Sure litlle sis...

I am not the only traveler

Who has not repaid his debt

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself

What the hell I'm supposed to do

And then I can tell myself

Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met

I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you

Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors

And your eyes were filled with tears

When you had not touched me yet

Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met

I don't know what I'm supposed to do

Haunted by the ghost of you

Take me back to the night we met

When I looked at her again my heart stopped, she was smiling and looking at me, but her eyes were blank, they no longer had that sparkle that would make everyone fall in love with her.

How can you look so pretty when I fell so lonely?

I cryied while laing down beside her accidentaly ended up sleeping while wishing this was all a terrible nightmare.

---------------------------------------------------------- A/n

Yoh! The song is the night we meet by Lord Huron

Hope you all are enjoying all of this ♡

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iamverysmall-andihavenomoney · 4 years ago

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hello love!! sorry for the very late response :(((

yes my day was a lil bad, but it wasn’t the worst I guess? I mean, I was more disappointed with myself—I just passed my calculus quiz, but I knew I could have done a lot better since I knew the material well, except I panicked because of the time restriction. It kind of sucks because I’m worried my calculus mark will drop my gpa and it’s stressful bc ✨uni admissions✨ but there’s nothing I can do except hope I do well on my test tmr! it’s actually part of why I responded so late; I had a quiz today (I got 90%!!) and was studying all morning :(( I only logged into tumblr just now, but my day has already brightened reading your message🥰💓💓 (also thank you for the offer babe, but I’m feeling better now🥺💓

yes yes more brainrot please!! warning, this paragraph is just me rambling lol okok anyways mmm yes to everything you wrote but also how they hug you!! like okok going into my personal life, I’m a small bean (fun fact! I’m 4’11 and a neurologist told me I’m never going to hit 5’0”😭) and the boys are over 6’0” like??? i have childhood friends (coincidentally, twin boys who have a similar build to the Miya twins) who are over 6’0” and when they hug me they just kinda fold over me and it’s just an all encompassing hug🥺🥺 I haven’t seen them in over a year tho bc corona so this is just coming from my memories lol but anyways!! going back to our boys, I headcanon that their hugs would be just like that but even more so?? bc romantic relationships🥰🥰 n e ways, imagine back hugs while you’re cooking dinner with them after a long day and they just kinda drape themselves on you like the world’s heaviest blanket and won’t let you go to cook until whatever is on the stove begins to burn, or back hugs while you’re cooking breakfast and they sleepily nuzzle into your neck and leave little pecks on your shoulder that’s exposed bc of how oversized their shirt is on you, or you come surprise them at practice and they just sprint over and full body hug you (lifting you up and spinning you while holding you as close to them as possible) and you can’t even complain about how sweaty they are bc you’re reminded of how genuinely they love you and just hugs🥺🥺 sorry for the long ramble haha I just have so much love for these boys aaa but also I’m glad my last brainrot helped provide inspo for you🥰

OKAY WAIT I thought I was done but love letters!! (this was originally in the same paragraph but it got really long so im making it a second one sorry babes) but omg imagine them handwriting you love letters just because and I say love letters but really I guess I mean notes? (I count those as love letters tho don’t clown me 🥺) some of them are like two sentences clowning you for forgetting your umbrella leaving your house(“remember to bring your umbrella next time because ya look like a drowned rat, sweetheart”) and some of them are little reminders to drink water/eat/sleep, but on some occasions, sometimes on your actual important dates (birthdays, anniversaries) but also sometimes randomly, you’ll get a romantic ass letter talking about all the reasons why they love you and it’s all the little things you do, the small mannerisms that make you, you, like (“I adore the way your curl into me and cling to me when you’re sleepy, as if my lap is the only place you ever want to be” and “the way your tongue always slips to the corner of your mouth when you concentrate is the cutest thing ever, baby” and “the way you do everything you can to support me makes me fall even further into love with you (and I’m never going to stop loving you)” and “I know you think I think you’re crazy for colour coding your document folders, but really, I love how passionate you are about your organization system”) and I’m just dying please i want this to happen in real life🥺🥺 and omgomgomg this would be the cutest thing buT THERES MORE !! imagine that they write you love letters, all throughout your relationship, but they don’t give them to you until either your anniversary or your wedding and it’s just a massive compilation of all the thoughts they’ve had of you throughout the years, your dates, and even the unofficial crushing phase 🥺🥺 ngl I swear that there’s at least one letter talking about how frustrating it is that “you’re so cute, I can’t even coneventrate at practice >:( it’s all your fault that kita-san is lecturing me but you’re cute so I guess it’s okay” like hbshh baby please😭

I’ll do my best not to get stressed out!! we’ll see how I do tho lol but thank you for your concern ily angel💓💓

you are forever the angel baby but yes we are gonna have to agree to disagree😤 yes I will try to, lovely! take care of yourself as well; make sure you drink lots of water, eat yummy food, and get more than enough sleep! I am proud of you, as are the boys, for everything that you’ve done today💓

this was quite a long message haha and I’m sorry for how long it took me to get back to you, but take care of yourself love!! stay safe and healthy, and I’ll talk to you soon💘

–☁️

hi, sweetheart! i’m so sorry for not responding sooner! i thought i had, but apparently i didn’t — i’m not sure, tumblr isn’t being nice, today 😔🖐

i honestly can’t imagine how stressful that must be for you, sweetheart. i’m sorry your quiz grade wasn’t what you wished, but i do hope things all work out for you! 💕 i have faith that you’ll do better on the next quiz!! and i’m really proud of you for getting a 90%!! good job!! i hope you did good on your quiz today (or yesterday?) as well! 🤍 i’m sorry i haven’t posted at all, but i do have some good fluff and comfort lined up! (and okay, but never be afraid to ask 🤍)

i’m small too! not as small as you, but i’m 5’1 ans in love with that idea 🥺🥺 more brainrot though! okay okay, so lemme raise you this: hugs after they haven’t seen you in a while. LIKE HEAR ME OUT. so the boys travel, all of the time, for volleyball and games. and the olympics isnt hosted in the same country two years in a row! so i imagine the boys going away for a few weeks for it, and as much as you wanted to be there, you’d told them you wouldn’t be able to, for job related purposes. and like they understand, but they wished you could be there, bc ofc ofc they want you cheering them on. so, they’re at the olympics and they’re getting ready to start, when they spot you standing next to Hajime (either next to the coaches or in a special spot, so you stood out.) and the biggest grin breaks out on their face when they see you waving and cheering for them. and whenever the game is over and they’re able to get to you, baby is sprinting. he catches you and just easily lifts you up in his arms, showering your face in kisses. yes, he’s sweating, yes, it’s gross, but you don’t care, because he looks like an excited puppy, because you’re here and you’re his. and now everyone is staring and everyone knows that you’re his and that’s never going to change. then, he brings you to his teammates, showing you off with a proud smile and they all have a knowing smile because this is not the first time he’s done this. but it’s sweet so they deal with it.

and omg yes!! that’s the cutest thing ever! i love that so much. 🥺🥺 istg im taking notes for drabbles later, baby. that is so cute!

but also like (one of my love languages is gifts) so like. the boys aren’t used to the random items you leave. in their locker, in their gym bag, in their hoodie/jacket, when you give it back to them. they don’t know how to react at first to the gifts, which range. sometimes it’s their favorite energy drinks, sometimes it’s a new game, sometimes a stuffed animal, jewelry, or something sentimental, it all just depends. sometimes they’ll give you a gift in return, but you also let them know that they don’t have to, it’s just your way of showing you love them, and you just genuinely enjoy giving them gifts.

you better not get to stressed out, sweets 😤😤 ilyt and i want you to be happy, not stressed! 💕

i’m really proud of you for all you’ve gotten through today! and tomorrow, i’ll still be proud, because you’re you, and that’s what matters! 🥺🥺 yoh be sure to take care too. which means water, some good food, and a smile 🤍 you’re doing great, love! keep it up!!

and no no, don’t apologize! you’re good, sweetheart! just keep taking care of yourself! have a good day, sweetheart! i’m proud, don’t forget that!!

#🤍.suna #saffron answers #☁️.anon #🤍.anons

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 5 years ago

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Look everyone's story is different. And I understand his.

But I want to explain something. Carpenters and Construction workers rule the world.

They're as important as a McDonald's Happy Meal.

I want to explain something else. Sometimes people don't dream of going to Harvard, they're forced to. Sometimes people at Harvard -- I got into Harvard and I got into Yale Law. I chose not to go to either. -- sometimes people at Harvard just want to work with their hands.

I got Into Harvard. And I got into Yale Law.

I went to the University of New Mexico after a dabble at Oklahoma State, TVI - now CNM.

After a long time.. High school, being accepted into Ivey League schools, marriage, divorce, a 7 year old, 6 colleges/universities, trying to decide on something other than a Speech Pathologist because i believe you can learn a child's dialect and they don't speak wrong but different -- I gave myself a stern taking to.

I wanted to be an Architect.

To be an Architect my most important people are Carpenters, Construction workers, electricians, plumbers. And more.

I would need carpenters for sure because I love Gothic, Roman, Greek, Colonial style homes/buildings.

Well I never made it as an Architect my local universities didn't offer it at a bachelor's level and I failed out via running out of money for Speech Pathology.

And it was fucking hard.

But I want to tell you something. Look at his post here you'll see him on scaffolding. In NYC there's scaffolding every where. One of my favorite things on a hot day was sit under there and listen to them work.

We did so much underground work, freeing slaves.

One day I just couldn't handle it anymore. And I sat under scaffolding and I leaned my back against the wall and I pulled my knees up to my face and began to very loudly cry. It was one of the loudest places in the city. I thought no one could hear me.

Then I felt someone touch me. And ask if I was Ok. I wondered how long I had been crying because it was silent and I thought all the workers went home.

So I wiped my face in my shirt and I nodded "mmm I'm ok. Sorry. It was just so loud I thought no one could hear"

"Well we all did"

And I looked up and half the construction crew was standing looking worried.

And it made me bust into tears again. And they asked if i had been beaten or raped or needed the police or any random thing.

And i said "no. I'm just a recent widow and my child died right after child birth and i return kidnapped victims and my job is just hard let me put it that way"

So he gave me a bottle of water and asked if i needed money and told me safe places to go where nice people worked that were nice to the homeless.

So one day the noise of the hammers... The rhythm... I just decided. Not going to work was better for me. I was just gonna do something nice for nice people ... May be for a day or two..

So i would go to Macy's and buy shirts and boots and extra personal supplies for the construction workers, the people they told me about that were kind to the homeless and giving.

After a week the CIA asked what i was doing and when i would return to work. I said they could do it and i didn't want to.

They told me i wasn't acting healthy. I needed yo be underground feeling desperate and worried that i couldn't get people home to their families when my family was killed in front of me.

I couldn't. "Well quit buying stuff"

"Fine I'll buy less"

"Quit going to Macy's. What's wrong with the Bodega?"

"Oh sure where i shopped with my dead husband? No people need quality and quality is what they deserve! They work and they can afford their own clothes but they don't because it's too expensive for rent!! They can't afford clothes that don't rip or get holes in them every two weeks!!" I was yelling but i was mad. I wasn't letting people suffer and i wasn't letting myself suffer. No one had the right to tell me i was wrong. "Lower their rent so they have more than a few hundred bucks!! Look at them# bologna sandwiches that was all! They had no money to even eat! What am i doing wrong?! Good quality! Leave me be!!"

We always had long talks about quality. Because sometimes we found good at Bargain Basement and sometimes we didn't. So i knew Blue would approve.

"Yeah well you'll get fired"

"You wanna fire me?! Go ahead! And then when i want to go back to work you're not going to stop me! You'll thank me! So shove it!"

"You're causing a scene"

"No you are!!"

"You sit here for hours under the scaffolding that could fall on you and kill yoh while playing solitare in cards by yourself! You're not even Tarot. You could be making money on the street helping us but you aren't"

"That lady is a bitch. That lady ain't. That lady is sweet as the devil and that man is married to a cunt!!!! There are you happy now? Leave me be?" I was already exhausted and all the construction workers were down waiting for an explanation and to protect me.

They weren't very happy to find out I worked for the CIA. I guess they felt betrayed. I said "i help victims that get trapped under ground"

And so they thought like They fell into a pit of mud or something and needed help. Which is understandable.

I couldn't explain how i could feel abandoning those girls was my right. How i needed to. How helping them was destroying me. It was not explainable.

I didn't want to be encouraged to go back. I didn't want to be told i was wrong because it hurt my heart. I So damaged.

And I didn't want to volcano in anger. Not at anyone that didn't deserve it.

So I explained then... "*if someone is kidnapped and stuck or put under ground for human trafficking then they can't get out -- not on their own. They need me or the CIA and the CIA can cover for me while I am recovering to a better emotional state"

And one said "but you'll be fired"

"Well i run the CIA so i doubt that and i do check in with them every day down the street at least twice. That is why i was later today there was an issue with ome of the clubs and i had to sort it out. I just can't see the girls and work Like i used to. Promise to take them home. Make sure they see their families when my own was murdered in front of my face. Its just not something i can do"

They asked me for $500 and went to Macy's and in my place where i always sat and did solitare was a white paper Macy's bag. And it said "for the CIA GIRL named Sabrina"

And inside was a leopard fur coat. Of which they had got $250 from the CIA guy attempting to chew out my ass. And luckily it had been marked down. $657.32.

"Don't worry it was half off. And we split the leftover remaining for food. I hope you don't mind" i heard behind me.

I was crying so much I had snot bubbles.

So carpenters... They're like Gods. I've always looked up yo construction workers since that day.

Janitors at the elementary schools i attended they were always my heroes. If i didn't clean. I got beat. I tried to clean the whole cafeteria. Until I was told not to. I didn't have to. And ever since then it's been hard to just let them do their jobs and not help them.

They have been my heroes for s very long time. And not because I'm a germaphobe. Because they took pride in their work

Because like this man in this post always felt inferior. Bullied and picked on even.

Sometimes i would watch a janitor pick up trash next to the can a kid wouldn't pick up because he missed. And I would start crying and mess my make up up. And every one would ask me what was wrong. And i would bust into tears again "because the janitor had to clean!!".

I'm not talking just elementary school. I'm talking Jr high. I'm talking high school. Im talking i would skip school and smoke pot, smoke behind the principal's office or art building kinda old. And i would bust into tears because a janitors bad luck.

Ridiculous old. I would beat up bigger than me boys in school. Even beat the principal once for whipping my little brother. They still did paddling if there was a permission slip. My brothers wasn't signed. Mine and Nathaniel's had been and both said no paddling. So they called it even and let it go.

But i still cried cause the janitor who took pride in his work was bossed around like a bitch by the principal and the principal happened to be white and the janitor black.

So i stopped that shit by shoving the principal in his office and standing in front of it until he promised not to talk to the janitor. Every time he did with disrespect there i went. He took off running down the hall. Scared. Oh that pissed me off. Coward ass.

I used to work st Mazzios in Okmulgee. They used to go in after 8pm on Friday. I always waited on him and his wife cause Jamie always wanted a break to do dishes then. And we needed to. It was a mess by then. Dishes would be sliding off the counter And shit.

He never tipped. I asked his wife once why. She said "ask him" while laughing.

"Well? She's directed me to ask you. Seems your wife is in command here"

"Well I would tip if I had a waitress that didn't give me a black eye!"

"Well served, keep your dollar"

"Well next time I'm gonna pay $3!!"

So I told Jamie, "I don't mind doing dishes and it will save your nails I don't do mine. This guy here is the Principal at Preston and said he will pay to tip any waitress but me 3 whole dollars"

"Do the dishes"

She went over "I'm sorry was there a problem with your server?"

"She gave me a black eye!!!" What a dunce.

"Well I'll make sure she works extra hard on the dishes while I'll be the waitress to only you unless someone comes in since she's dangerous and can't come from behind the counter"

He looked over the back of his red booth and grinned. I grinned back.

Then he looked troubled "don't forget the tip" I sang back in a nasty I'll punch you in the face again tone. And kicked and threw all the chairs into the tables if they weren't pushed in on my walk back.

She got $5.

Oh it was definitely a joke around the restaurant. Friday nights after 8 weren't boring anymore.

His wife loved it. She was so tired of his shit. She knew we worked every Friday night and he was so dumb we could work him over on anything m

... ...

So in NYC. Scaffolding takes over the city sidewalks. Sometimes we have to walk in the street to pass. Or cross the street then cross back.because concrete barriers.

So in NYC the scaffolding is the rulers of the sidewalk. Put there by workers like the man who feels inferior to Harvard students.

They are in command.

.....

I loved sitting under the scaffolding and hearing the hammers. The men above. Working for money. The men above free. Free in the sky. Free from the streets. As far as they could safely be from the underground.

They were like the bird Phoneix to me.

I couldn't see them but i could hear them. Banging and whistling to a song on the radio or in their head.

Up there they were free. Free to build and create. What they were doing would last for years. Decades.

What they were doing would be seen by all of New York City. Its visitors. Its home personnel. Its bodegas. The kidnapped. Every one.

The CIA was afraid i would be lonlier when they moved on. But i knew they were working. I could hear it. And one day the scaffolding I found safe Haven under would be missing.

And i would see the Grand Prize. Their work completed.

I could never finish a bunker they would always refill. I needed a Happy Ending. I needed Green Grass Roots on the side of the building the whole street they touched the lives of could see.

When they finished i took the girls. "You see that up there? The blue and green? That wasn't there before. My friends did that. I want you to know every thing you touch and every thing you see leaves a definition. Some may be wrong and some may be right. But my friends did that and saved me from my misery. And right now want to hug that building"

And we did.

So to this man in this post and all people that work and feel inferior...

Specifically to this man -- each and every student st Harvard looked at you the same way you looked st them "i can be something one day. I can be someone as important as him. I can help build a wall to stay up for years to come so students like me can keep coming to Harvard. If he can do it. And work in Harvard. I can at least graduate"

So never belittle yourself. You are important. You are worth more than money. You change the world every day.

You remember that. People we don't always say it.

But we think it. We find inspiration every where.

A girl screaming in the driveway. A dude feeling lost because all the world was shut down in a joke like but meaningful song video. My worries about people working too hard and not being home or happy.

Regular people others would think as trash. Or overlook as a fun silly video of the times.

P Diddy tripping as well as many others.

You all changed the world.

And you did it better than the President of the United States of America.

We The People.

Need our "lower class" financed people and our "lower classed: educated.

My cousin only finished 5th grade. You never could tell by looking at her. I never remember. I never think about it. Until she mentions it. And it SHOCKS me. It shocks the shit out of me. Because I didn't think about it and i couldn't tell. I look up to her and admire her.

So while I am PROUD this man made his dreams come true in secret -- why? -- because they were his dreams and his dreams alone and he didn't want no one meddling in his dreams -- I want to tell all of you.

You are not inferior because of your race or employment. Your pay grade or gender.

Here if you can pass a test or quiz or do a quick something every one gets $5.

Because you're all equal.

Love yourselves

And this man in the post is amazing i want to say again. Idk how old he is. He looks young. But he applied himself and focused and he tried. And he succeeded.

We're gonna be ok world. Its just gonna take some time

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Hello! I read all of your stories last night and loved the way you write. Can I ask for something? I'm a big Sinbad fan, could you write him in a love triangle ( sinbad x fem / kouen x fem) ? I love romance with a little angst (♡~♡)

I’m so sorry for making Sinbad such a bad person in this.

Also, I’m not doing this exactly mostly because if someone cheats on you, you don’t repay that by cheating on them as well. You repay then by making their life a living hell and if you can’t, your friends will do it for you. (=￣▽￣=)

“Come on… Just once.”

Sinbad chuckled as his maid ran her hand down his chest, “sorry but I’m happily in a relationship with the love of my life.”

The maid let out a laugh, “please, don’t lie my king. We both know you don’t really love her.” She pressed a kiss to his neck, “if you did then you would’ve pushed me off by now.”

The king chuckled once more and wrapped a hand around her waist, “I guess your right.”

The maid giggled and got on top of him, “then let me do my job and service you, my king.”

She began trailing kisses down his neck and smirked as she heard him humming in satisfaction.

You walked to yours and Sinbad’s shared chambers with a slight skip in your step. You and Ja'far had just finished doing Sinbad’s work for the day and given that it was the afternoon you and Sinbad had the rest of the day together.

As you approached your room to rest with your lover, you heard noises. You froze and your eyes widened.

A sick feeling of anxiety rose to your stomach, he wouldn’t right…? The thing that made it worse was that he would under the right temptation.

You took a deep breath and swallowed the bile you felt rising to your throat as the noises came louder and louder.

“You feel so great on me. Better than my lover.”

“I know, my king~. Harder~.”

You heard him chuckle, “you’re the one on top of me.”

You gasped and tears came to your eyes, you thought he would’ve been faithful. You thought he had loved more than anything. You thought he cared for you.

You wiped your tears angrily, turns out you were wrong. You got up and slammed the door open, loud enough for them to hear.

You crossed your arms, so there he was. With a slutty maid on top of him, riding him. You made up your mind and stormed up to the two.

What you did next surprise the both of them. You grabbed the maid by the waist and removed her from him. You then threw her down to the floor. The slut grabbed her robes and wrapped them around herself.

You glared down at Sin with all the malice you could muster, but this time you weren’t angry in a joking manner.

He had wrapped the sheets around his waist, “h-hello, Y/N.”

You resisted the urge to rip off his genitals. “You’re kidding right, that’s all you have to say you fucking disgrace of a human being.”

He flinched but said nothing. “WELL?! IS THIS WHAT YOU STRIVED FOR?! TO BE A WOMANIZER TILL THE VERY END?! WELL, CONGRATUFUCKINGLATIONS, YOU UGLY DISGUSTING SWINE! IM SURE YOU PARENTS ARE VERY PROUD OF THE PIG THEY RAISED BECAUSE WHAT THEY RAISED SURE AS HELL WASN’T HUMAN!”

Sinbad continued to stay quiet as you mentioned his parents. He was speechless. “SAY SOMETHING, YOH FUCKER!” You yelled as you stared at him right in the eyes.

You then turned to the maid on the floor, you grabbed her by the collar. “You better leave here in five seconds with all your belongings or I’ll throw you right out of that window with no remorse whatsoever.”

The maid quickly scrambled off the floor and ran out the door. You then looked the Sin again, “I wish I could just fucking kill you right here and now, but I’m sure your djinns would love to protect your sorry ass. Let them know they’re all dead to me as well for choosing a dirty king candidate like you. I hope you see death in your future, but I also hope you have a nice life with all your dirty sluts.”

You walked to the door and stood there for a moment, “goodbye. I thought you loved me…” You whispered.

You then ran out passing all the servants that heard the screaming as well as the eight generals.

You accidently ran into Ja'far as you wiped your tears. He looked down at you with concern, he grabbed your arms, “Y/N, are you alright?” He asked.

You glared up at him, “unhand me!” You pushed him off, causing him to fall to the floor.

They looked at you, shocked to see you would do something like that. You then ran off without looking back.

Just as Masrur was about to go after you, Ja'far told him not to. “This has something to do with him.”

All the generals turned their heads to Sinbad’s and what used to be, your chambers.

You continued running all the way to the docks, hoping to catch Kougyoku and Hakuryuu before they left.

You were elated to see that they haven’t, you called out to them. “Kougyoku! Hakuryuu!”

The turned at smiled to see you, you had been very nice to them the whole they were here. Even when you found out about Kougyoku’s crush on Sinbad.

“Y/N!”

Kougyoku crushed you into a hug, “I’m so happy to see you.”

Tears ran down your cheeks, “I’m happy to see you too.”

It seems that she felt your tears and unwrapped her arms. “Y/N, what’s wrong?” She asked.

“I… I need to go to the Kou empire, please take me with you.” You bowed to them.

Kougyoku scrambled to get you up, “yes, yes. Of course! Get up.”

You smiled, “thank you so much.”

Kougyoku smiled, “brother will be so happy to see you again.”

You smiled down at her and took one last glance back to the castle. You didn’t know if it way you, but you felt like Sinbad was staring at you from his chambers.

You shook it off and got on their ship. Not looking back.

You took a deep breath as you saw the port of the Kou empire. You weren’t worried about the empire itself, mostly Kouen.

Problem was, at the time, you were in between Kouen and Sinbad a few years before your and Sin’s relationship.

That snake caught you in its jaws and you left Kouen with a broken heart. Turns out, karma is a bitch, cause here you were with a broken heart for choosing the wrong man.

A servant came in and informed you that they were here. You nodded and dismissed him.

You got up from your bed and put on the dress they had provided you. The original attire you had been wearing was burned in a fire. You had wanted to get rid of the memory.

Speaking of which, you sat down in front of a mirror and grabbed the knife you asked for. You stared at your reflection and flinched at it, it’s not that your eyed were swollen with tears, it’s that you finally felt like Sinbad thought of you of not being good enough.

Your looks felt plain. Your skin had no shine, your hair didn’t seem silky anymore, and your eyes seemed sunken in. It seems that once you lost Sin every attribute you had was just… Plain…

You gripped the knife tightly and swiped it through your hair, cutting off a good chunk of it and letting it fall on your bedroom floor.

You grabbed your h/c locks and tossed them into the ocean, hoping to leave all your pain and memories behind.

You smiled and walked out of your chambers, only to be escorted by a servant out of the ship.

You nodded to them with gratitude and looked to who came to greet Kougyoku on her return.

Koumei and Kouha.

You gaze went to the floor, they were most likely angry with you for hurting their brother and you didn’t blame them. You were wrong to do that to him.

“I understand that you may hate me and you may want me to leave but… All I can do now is apologize and hope with every fiber of my being that you’ll forgive me…”

You heard Kouha storm up to you and next thing you felt was a sharp sting on your cheek. You held your cheek and realized he had just slapped you.

“Don’t apologize to us, you have to apologize to En-nii.”

You wiped your tears and nodded, more were threatening to come down once Kouha wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you into a hug. You sniffled and hugged him in return.

“Thank you…”

You stood in front of his office, anxiety bubbling in your stomach again. But at least this time it would be for something different.

You took a deep breath and wrapped your hand around the door knob. You opened it to see Kouen vigorously working on something.

“Whoever it is, leave. I am busy.”

You sucked in a breath, “it’s me…” You said apprehensively.

Kouen’s eyes widened and he looked to see you, the girl who broke his heart all those years ago.

“Y/N…” He mumbled as he scrambled to get up from his desk. He walked over to you and stood in front of you.

“What are you doing here…?”

Tears filled your eyes, “fixing a mistake… I made the biggest mistake of my life once I chose Sinbad… I never realized it until now… But… I need you Kouen. He broke my heart and please, I know you have every right to shut me away, but please give a chance…”

You got down on your hands and knees, pressing your forehead to the ground. You knew this was degrading but what he went through was probably worse.

You felt him grab your hands and bring you up, “I will… I still love you and I promise to care for you.” He wrapped his arms around you.

Tears ran down your cheeks as cried on his shoulder, “I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry… This is all my fault…” You whispered.

Kouen said nothing and only held you close to him.

Sinbad was in his chambers, drinking alcohol as he thought of you and his dumb mistake.

He put his head in his hands, he could’ve had a great life with you but now that was all squandered as he thought of his idiotic mistake.

His gold eyes then shined with determination, he was getting you back.

Kouen stared at your angelic features as you slept next to him after you had finished crying.

His look grew angry, if he ever saw Sinbad step into the Kou empire he wouldn’t hesitate to kill him for doing this to you. He deserved it.

He flinched as he felt your stir, afraid he might have woken you up. As it turns out, you did wake up.

You rubbed your swollen eyes and met Kouen’s. You both stared into each other’s eyes with a sort of… Longing feeling.

Both of your eyes trailed down to gaze at the other’s lips. You soon found yourself with your lips pressed against his.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist. Kouen had placed you on top of him.

You both pulled away and stared into each other’s eyes. “Kouen…” You mumbled.

He spoke up in a whisper, “what is it that you want from me?”

You gripped his clothing tightly, “love me…” You whined.

Kouen soon began to do just that and he made sure to give you as much love as possible.

Sinbad took a deep breath as he sat on the ship getting ready to go to the Kou empire. He had heard you were there and that you were with Kouen, which made his blood boil.

Ja'far came in and interrupted his thoughts, “we are here, my king.”

Sinbad smiled, “good.”

You walked through the halls of the palace happily. Everything had been going well for you. Your relationship was healthy, you were getting along with his siblings, and… You laid a hand on your stomach. You were pregnant.

Your stomach wasn’t very large but you were still excited. You just needed to tell Kouen when he wasn’t busy.

A servant stopped from your walk, “princess! Someone has come to see you.”

You rose a brow, “who?”

The servant stayed silent, looking apprehensive. You pressed on, “well?”

“My princess… It is… King Sinbad.”

Your eyes widened and you almost crumpled down to the floor. Kouen stopped you from falling to the floor as he happened to be walking by.

“What happened? Are you alright?”

You shook your head and said nothing, you were scared. “Y/N, please, speak to me,” he persuaded.

“S-Sinbad…” At this point, you were shivering. Kouen was shaking as well, but with anger.

“I’ll take care of this.” He unsheathed his sword and stormed to where Sinbad was.

You grabbed his arm, “stop! Don’t kill him!”

Kouen looked to you with wide eyes, “after what he did to you, you expect me to forget.”

You shook your head, “no… But… I want to take care of this myself…”

Kouen gave in and sheathed his sword, “fine, but I will be posting guards outside to protect you.”

You nodded and gave him a short kiss, “okay, don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

You walked into the room with slight anxiety, but wanting to be strong you kept your shoulders square and your head held high.

Sinbad looked up, hearing the door. Your eyes widened and you held a gasp as you looked at him.

His eyes were sunken in, his hair disheveled, and he hadn’t shaved in quite a bit.

“Y/N… It’s so great to see you.”

You shook off your surprise and kept a hard look, “can’t say the same… Why are you here?”

“I came to see you and get you back…” He whispered with hope in his tone. He advanced towards you but you backed away.

“I’m not going back… Here I get treated like I mean something… I’m in a healthy relationship now…” You nodded as you remembered some of the things that had happened.

Sinbad’s eyes widened, “please Y/N, I’m nothing without you…” As he kept coming closer you kept backing off.

“No. Find another way to be something because I’m not coming back… Not now… Not ever…”

You then began walking out and as you did you whispered something, “I still love you…”

You then left him there, pondering on your words.

You went back to yours and Kouen’s shared bedroom. As you gazed at the rooms features, you broke down in tears.

“Why did things have to be this way…? Why…?”

#sinbad #kouen

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whimsically-ominously-auspice · 5 years ago

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Declan basically do to Annabelle what Dan does

It is that simple

Pass the buck kid

What feels good and comfortable and safe to you?

"Yeah but that's my dad"

But that's your soulmate.

Alex and i modify what we do to each other for the general public. We're always rubbing or touching each other if we are busy and just pass by each other when hes not alien lies filled and drug riddled.

Its loving and not perverse. Its comforting. Saying im still here and love you but I'm busy.

Cause yoh know what lovers do... So no time for loving but baby you know what I look forward to! Its like a promise and shows loyalty. So it's banned.

Like snoop. I'd put my arm/hand on his shoulder and lean against him. But not my full arm around his back unless he was emotional or needed help standing or walking. And I don't run my hand up his arm or back. I'll pat his shoulder then run my hand down the rest to his love handle which is just below the rib but ij the middle of his back. But no further down. Or i would pat his back.

Cause i would make fun of Snoops for being so skinny. And would put my arm around his waist. Because all the little girls would hug Alex's neck and I would tease him that all them little girls were hussies being nice and respectful to my face and then when my back was turned to talk to snoop there they were hanging off his neck trying to learn how to hide them hickies they planned to give him

So, i told him "well I'll show you. Just you wait"

So i did inventory in the Sugar Shack so I told Alex nah I'll just do it tomorrow, let you do some school alone. Cause he never got to and he was sober. Except pot.

So I did it 3 times... Waited till Snoop said Alex was coming and I'd trash my hair, slap on lip gloss and smear it. Wipe my hand on Snoops face then throw my arm around his waist.

"Girl what you doing?!? Clean yourself up!! Your man is coming!!" Don Prudhome was shocked to see me in such disarray. I just giggled outta control.

Alex stopped dead. Took a breath. Then two. "Hey. You. What the fuck are you two doing?"

"Oh we're just at work! Come here babe!"

I think that was a mistake. We were all smiling and he wasn't. "Okay Snoop be prepared to move" my eyes looked worried and Alex thought it was guilt.

Don Prudhome jumped up "hey hey now! None of that here. No no. None. It's all good remain calm"

"Okay then what's THIS?" he grabbed a napkin and wiped Snoops face

"Move yet? Yeah?"

"No, Snoop not yet."

"I'll be getting the broom."

"No snoop don't worry. Here babe you wanna see it on my lips? Here wipe it on the napkin. See if it match"

Snoop let me pull his skinny ass all over that cardboard interior. To Alex we only in a flammable card board box already doused in lighter fluid. That's what snoop has always said. But I knew to get him confused. If I said it was me... I could buy time... And we would just see what would happen. Snoop knew the joke. But he didn't know how much of our lives we were risking. I didn't realize until that moment. I saw the flash. But he didn't move. I knew. It was the eye of the tiger he possessed. It would be 6 breaths.

"Okay now move!!! I pushed snoop then he pushed me and i pushed him and we both ended in this tiny tiny corner between two fridges. We peeked out and Alex was laying face down on the counter. So i locked snoop between both fridges. He was all "cant you just open the door?" So I did that too and he put a mopping cone on his head.

So its the only way i got snoop in on it.. I fixed my hair and cleaned my face. Locked the kitchen and went out to the window ledge Alex was now perched on very un-birdlike. "Sweetie? Are you okay? Did you get one of those side effects that are really bad? Maybe like hallucinations? Babe. Baby? Are you high?"

He jumped up. "What?!? Hell no! I SAW YOU JUST --what are you doing? Weren't you Just wearing one of Snoopy's shirts? The yellow one? With no pants or panty hose??? Why are you wearing that pretty white dress i asked you to wear this morning?"

"Hey baby you need to eat. Good thing it's lunch time already. Sit on the stool and Miss Shawntae will get you some food." I Said real patient and kind. "Hey! Shortie!!!" I yelled real loud and vulgar.

My man's eyes went like O.O

"Will you get him some food, baby honey and please?" I said real sweet. "AND HURRY IT UP!!" i yelled real loud and rude.

"Im so glad i think I'm not on drugs. I think." Said Mr O.O "man what you mean Snoop ain't here. I saw you talking to him all morning. Baby what's going on?"

"What you mean baby? Snoop is sitting right next to you"

"I ain't ever seen that man in my life" i didn't think his eyes could get any bigger but they Did. But then they got even bigger. He was breathing so rapid i was worried we went into over kill.

"Oh uh. Shawmtae!" At that second she closed both the freezer and fridge door. And Snoop stood still as a statue. With a clown face on. A red orange traffic cone. Holding a basketball. He slowly lifted his right hand into a US military salute. Then beat his chest. Once. Twice. Real slow and rhythmic on the fifth beat in slow motion he extended his long left arm the basketball to Alex

Don Prudhome grabbed one he had hidden and held it with two hands and said "go ahead and take it son" and Alex with shuddering horrified tears and shaking hands reached out real slow to take it. And as soon as his hands reached the goal Don Pudhome snatched it all dramatic "NO ITS MINE!!"

Alex dry sobbed 3 times. Janet Jackson's Rhythm Nation began on the stereo full blast through the entire park.

"I can't take it!! Babe get the food!!"

"Alex! This is real! You can't just leave me here!!"

"Okay y'all i gotta go. I'll cook him some food in the school. Y'all deserve to laugh for all that hard work you put into it!!"

"Miss??? Is it time for school?" Asked Miss Aubrey

"Yes. Miss Aubrey."

"See i told y'all" said Erica.

"Erica said shes always right. Can't she be wrong just this once?"

"Actually yes she can. Why don't you all wait and listen to this song? Im sure there's more to come."

"Its too loud! Miss! Its too loud!"

"Then bring your lunches and eat in the classroom."

I went up...

Alex was past near panic. He was in panic is this over mode. Shivering and crying. "Babe you act like you have the flu"

"I pissed my pants babe. They're in the washer. Don't just stand there. Say something. Suck my Dick if you want to" he stood up butt naked. "You got a dress i can wear or something?"

"Shh shit. Run to the bathroom in a hurry!! Oh my God the kids are coming! Alex!!"

I found him huddled in the corner of the bathroom shaking and shivering and crying. "This is the worst high I've never not gotten!"

"Well I'll see if i can get yoh some pot. Its gonna be okay baby. Its okay... The kids are here but they're used to free time" But not used to hearing a man cry for the first time in 13 years from the bathroom while wearing a skirt.

Tree posted a 9 hour and 45 minute video in y'alls DVR and I'll let it finish there.

But it was the first anniversary of Claytons adoption day. So here They came. All 3 of them in clown masks and balloons.

And that yellow jersey of Snoops I was wearing with a touch of lip gloss on the neck... And when i distracted Alex they swept a child up and put on that yellow jersey and took a picture with one of us adults.

Then Clayton got that jersey and all the poloroids as a gift for his "birthday"

Since the kids hadn't made anything. They made hearts with their hands. And gave Clayton all their love and support for his life time.

It was size adult 2x so he could wear it for the rest of his life and always think of us.

So enjoy the Torture we did to Alex Laughlin. It was really bad. And be glad we are celebrating life with Coronoas for the next month.

Thank you Wendy for scaring the shit out of people.

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Jack: everyone on the internet calls it a miracle that,we're alive

Me: really?

Jack: babe. Remember how I said earlier that sometimes you just look really stupid?

Me: it didn't seem like a miracle to me...

FBI: Well you should ask one of the cops then. Cause I ain't ever seen anyone deader or a room more filled with natural gas to the point where ee could not see for over two hours. We had to feel along the walls with a hope and a prayer we were doing it right to get them off the wall, using night vision goggles on our gas masks.

Me: well I don't have access to the tv channels... That's how I do it every day... Blind..

FBI: what did you do that day any way besides listen to their hearts to see if they would live?

Me: that was all... Well i burped at one of them... Sometimes they don't like to just be living they like something funny. I only did 2 tho... Brian was already awoke.

FBI: yeah he did that on his own. But Sabrina they didn't need any medical treatment. They just came back to life but how?

Me: some dead hang around their body until it's safer to get back in. Some that have had training.

Jack: IDK what I did baby but I was just there

Me: you remember where you were before?

Jack: the wall. Then just watching you but out of body like I sometimes do when I'm sleep but that was all. I seen you go to the store and I tried handing you your purse but you didn't seem to notice

Me: well I didn't know you were dead in the car

Jack: well you didn't even say thank you but you seemed to notice i was there when you got down. You said "well that was weird but not so much. It will be better when you get done being an ass hole and actually get the nerve to come see me. But let's go jn the store." I think. Did you?

Me: probably when I shut the door. I say it so much.. I don't really notice.

FBI: So what about the other 4?

Dinah Julie. My dead mom: i did. This momma. I said "well let's get back in now. Your girls are waiting." She knows how i do it. just gently glide over and shove them in at the light of speed.

My dad: so you just shove them in huh?

My mom: well they don't go. She just listens to their hearts. Oddly they took D down first and she just happened to go down and she knew he was on the floor and that was that.

Me: its weird that i didn't know it was him.

My mom: well shit you should had you seen his whole torso and all

Me: i just wasn't expecting him. I think i would wanted to know why he was there and

My mom: wanted to control

Me: cause a scene more... Get in the way. I Just shut up and work around things that I dont realize... That aren't that important... At that moment... Like i would had mommed out and been all why the Hell did this happen this way and WTF. Not control but know and then people will have to stop and deal with my drama and it causes more of a mess.. Because had i realized i would been upset. I knew there was a certain set of people up to 6... But the extra 2 i was not aware of

Jack: so excuse me ma'am

Me: i was mad at yoh.

Jack: haha.

Me: apparently for getting kidnapped!.

FBI: i don't wanna laugh but..

Me: but so the fact that there was more people didn't really matter because they were being taken care of.

Mom: well you didn't even take care of any of the Germans! It was the old guy you burped at!

Me: the people I'm closest to. I know them and i know their soulmates. And i can't watch their soulmates suffer any more because I've watched it a lot and iy hurts me a lot to see it. Not that the other people aren't important or significant but those two impact my life greatly and most often.

Jack: every single time i get kidnapped all you do is get pissed off at me. Time before last you fucking yelled at me "fuck you and your fucking Dali lllama that you rode in on!!" And you were so fucking pissed and your eyes were red, your brown part. And I was all... "Fuck idc what you say. I'm gonna live" and I felt really stupid because I was sure i was gonna die... Because I was shot in my lung and i thought it got ky heart. And you said that. Fuck you and your fucking Dali Llama you rode in on. I never heard that shit in my life. And i just saw a llama all clean and fresh snd i knew i was dead and you said "the whole fucking world seen that! Shut the fuck up! Go to sleep you're on my fucking nerve" next thing i knew I was in an American Chopper... And i said "thank you" and you said "yeah fuck off" and i said "fuck you bitch!!" And i started to cry and you smiled this slick sick smile all sly... Tilting your head so no one around could see it. And i knew. You said "you're welcome" and i started laughing and i said "i hate this bitch. I'm gonna fuck her hard" then about 6 weeks later after i got out of the hospital in Germany I was at Circle K in Belen and I was just got into town the day before and i smelled this girl in line and i was explaining to you "babe this girl ... I haven't smelled you in so long but she smells just like you where did you say you were?" And this girl did like you and reached back and scratched her head and when all uggghbbhh and i thought no way is that you. So i said it again and you flashed your left arm up your back to scratch it. And you said "oh my fucking God I'm going to kill something" and the cashier said "bad day?" And you said "no. Some stinky boy who is about to --" and i had grabbed your hand you had behind Your back and you didn't move or try to kill me or scream or even pull away. And so i stuck my head up next to you and said "she means me"

Me: and you smelt fucking good although your little beard was ragged... And i was all Fuck this goddamed ass hole sniffing chicks and shit like he's a school boy in love so I kissed your fucking face. But i didn't know it was you.

My mom: his point is that she actually saved his life then, too. I gave her his coordinates and she emailed every person she could think of and even posted it public so someone could find him ASAP. And they found him within 15 minutes. Not next to alive. But completely dead. And i told her. "Uh Your soulmate is dead you know" and she said "oh" "reached over metaphysically and shook his foot and said "dead people don't have sex, don't you know?!" And the first thing to come to life was his dick! I swear to you! I even asked him "did you miss your legs jumping into your feet and put both feet into your penis?" And he's still got no blood pumping in his other head and he says "i think she'll like" sick little bastards. Ive seen her walk into a McDonald's and find a shot gun victim shot in the chest and lean down and whisper "hey im gonna get some food. I think they got hot fries" and shoowm they come right back to life! Talk about enticing a fellow! She does that a lot. Just give Some one the thought they left off on is the best way she always says but if you can't figure that out, bribe.

Me: McDonald's is always easy. Food. If that don't work. Shopping. Sometimes its back to work or home but that yoh can usually tell. Most the time in reality it's the hospital... But I remember that one dude. He was all bleeding and all sat down and ate some food he had ordered. A quarter pounder big Mac they had them back then and some fresh medium fries. And a large soft drink. Coke with a small ice. He wanted the ice for a small cup not the large. He had just got off work. See he just got up off the floor all "where my food. Get. Out the way miss" and sat down and ate. Man he needed a transfusion... I wasn't sure what all went down. I just sat down near him whistling and all.. And he wolfed his food down and he said "man i don't feel so good" and fainted. Man i felt bad. He fell in slow motion just halfway... I went to help him sit up and slipped on this puddle of blood... He must had bled out half his blood. Most of the time i didn't go to the hospital with them. But him i did. He died. A lot. He didn't have enough blood. So i stopped the dude cause he kept zapping him. I said "you can't do enough electricity if he don't have enough of the joints -- the jolts are too much you're gonna fry his self and he already ate those fresh. He ain't got no juice in his wires.... I see you're not an electrician.he ain't got no blood!!! See You're gonna need 3 bags of saline for there to be enough liquid in his veins for his heart to even pump. Hes empty. How you gonna run a car without no gas?!" Finally the EMT eyes lit up said "you meant zapping him won't do no good. You called me froggy and i been lost since then Cause you know that ain't my name" "its because your voice. Like you got a frog in your throat. Well juice him up, Vince!" "Man you act like you aint from the Bronx, i swear. You didn't think you would get shot in there?" "You can't shoot an angel my buddy" "well what did he do that was so wrong then?" "That's not what I meant" "but you did get shot and it bounced off" "oh that's just my mom. She's my bullet proof vest"

Jack: how come I didn't get your mom?

My mom: cause you got your own and she saved your. Cranium! That's why you got shot in the lung. But tree said not to save you from it and we got upset! Until you got a boner and we thought it was funny

Jack: you know how i got kidnapped and shot?

Me: checking on a "homeless shelter" and they thought you were an actual kidnapper and they kidnapped you and held you hostage until your time was up and no one saved you so they killed you?

Jack: what the fuck babe

Me: i told you I'd kill your dam horse, too. Did you know that's what happened?

Jack: not until this fucking second "DAD"

Me: I told you all that shit about what he did in Iraq with that barbaric guy. And how he was in on 911 And how he used drones to shoot Iraqis for no fucking reason. I wrote it. I told everyone.

My mom: that's not Jack's fault so why.

Me: he was supposed to know. I wasn't supposed to leave him at Circle k. But who else was there? Alex Laughlin And I couldn't stand the sight of him. I got sick and i had to leave

Jack: well you told me to get the fuck out the car

Me: because I thought you were him! And you got out and every one went over and including Matt Hagan and i was all fuck this shit. I'm not doing this, I'll get myself killed.

Jack: well thanks a lot "dad" for getting me fucking killed and pretending to care

Me: i fucking told you. I hated you Jesse and I meant it. You fuck with me one more fucking time you're gonna eat fucking dirt. Do you understand?

Jesse: no

FBI: Sabrina so you're telling me that Jesse You're always emailing is a terrorist?

Me: yeah why didn't you know that?

FBI: because hes a dam liar. Mother fuckers of God. He calls them homeless shelters. That you run. But you don't do that shit you build them their own houses

Me: exactly. I don't fuck with home less people. They dont want homes. I bought some and then the homeless rented out the houses and moved back oj the streets. They explained to me they prefer to live outside. So i don't fuck with homeless. Take them food. Make sure they got umbrella and plastic sheeting for rain storms and blankets and so on and feed them but don't touch them. Leave them where they be. I teach my daughter that "they are homeless because they want to be" granted that isn't all. Some have other circumstances. But I dont fuck with homeless. They live under the stars. No rules, the truest most free people in the world. I dont fuck with them and it PISSES ME OFF YOUD USE MY NAME on a HOMELESS SHELTER, how fucking dare you. When its KIDNAPPING.

Jesse: well what do you want me to do? I'm here to please you!

Me: choke to death and die. Choke on your lies. And die. What the fuck do yiu think.j

Jesse: no

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The Mayor of NYC just announced about the closing of the school year and how they tried to bridge the,gap for inequality for 6 years

I'm being honest and I'm not talking shit about him or any administration

I'm talking shit about people

This happens all the time. In elementary schools I shit you Not it happened in a 5th grade class room at La Promosa when I was substituting.

Fights and arguments were more common in high schools

In the middle school in 2016 the first month of classes there was 338 fights before classes started. And teachers trying to break it up got hit.

Im not kidding you. I don't live in the ghetto. I live ina community where they pride themselves on being the best and one of the most upper in all ways of the entire state. Where the government and schools work hard for this. They have won all kinds of awards that had absolutely nothing to do with me

I don't do that kind of system. As you see i do equality for police i do earning by deserving by showing workmanship.

But i don't do favor awards because of where i live. I was against Facebook coming to Los Lunas because we don't have a good traffic system. We have extra bad rush hour traffic that can take 3 hours to go 2 miles. So i was against Facebook coming and causing more traffic through town.

But they came and that had absolutely nothing to do with me. No shame. I don't work in the government. And they're only using solar electricity. So im not gonna bitch about it. It is good for the jobs and so on.

I'm just saying i was against it.

Because the point no matter how hard we try for our community or our schools

There's people that will fight for no reason.

So Mayor Bill while you find it painful, you may be saving some people some pain. Children being bullied. Fights such as these being hidden in school bathrooms. And so much more.

Schools were initially designed to be a safe place

But they aren't any more.

So i just wanted to explain that to all of you.

Seriously the middle school in 2016 had in the 2016 to 2017 school year, 74225 fights/arguments of high intensity that caused disruption in the hearts.

My primary school before i became unable to walk was the middle school. But it was heartbreaking.

What I saw was children coming from a home environment with one teacher and a playground.

Now our elementary schools do a block to prepare them for middle school because the change is so disruptive. So starting in 4th to 6th they change classes for certain subjects. But its only about 4 teachers per grade. So and if one is sick or has a sub or something or the teachers decide they don't want to for special projects they stay in their regular class.

Every thing else they had their whole life. Music and art and PE teachers.

Then thrown into 7 different teachers. No play ground. No desks to keep their things. No lockers. Every one new including the school grounds. They have to carry all their stuff all day in book bags.

It is the most inhumane treatment in the world.

And to make matters worse it's when they go through puberty.

I went to that school over all the schools in the district because i knew they needed me. Because they broke my heart. Because they had a constant cloud of darkness over their school.

Because they were in Hell.

Things were so used to. Things we survived. That we dont have the time to take to realize how much trouble the future of our children are in.

Just the way the school system is organized. Elementary. Middle/Intermediate/Jr High. High school.

I saw memes about zombies wanted in this WWIII

Look into the eyes of a child in Jr high. You'll see the walking dead.

I'm not kidding yoh. They tore my soul apart and broke my heart.

Every day i had to go Just to be there. Just to absorb the air. To make it cleaner for another day for them.

Turn out one set of lights. Open the blinds for the sun to come in. Do what i could to allow their brains to receive oxygen

And not neon fluorescent tube light's radiation.

Let their lungs expand and breathe so they could learn.

That is just is a basic.

It didn't help long term. Just a basic band aid.

Then allow them a voice. Allow them to speak on their own.

So, my choice to pay governments to shut down schools of 5 Billion dollars NYC will get...

It is for a reason.

My choice to have children at home worldwide

Is because i saw the suicidal desire in children's eyes. Because just of the change of the ways school systems are established.

Those children need to be home to recover.

They need more help than you will ever know.

They need more hugs and love and home cooked suppers and Happy Meals than you can imagine.

I care about those kids. I care about their parents and guardians. I care if they're homeless and on their own.

I worked plenty of special ed as well as regular education. Special ed was my favorite because they tried to blow through that black cloud every day and they also did it for the people around them

While they're termed stupid and dumb because of their lack of reading or math ability, most are the strongest of all the schools to bring light into the lives of others.

I remember this girl. She looked so dead inside. She walked up to me slow and in pain. "Idk what to do today I can't concentrate. I just don't feel right"

I looked around the room..

"Do you need the nurse?"

"No"

"Well I think you're not going to be okay take your things and go sit over my John. So I don't have to keep yelling at him for talking. Tell him I said to talk to you. He's the kid in the back from here against the wall three seats or rows back however you call them"

At that time i didn't know he was in reading special ed. I had not done his class period yet.

But i felt the most positive energy coming from his area of the room and he looked like the leader of that zone. I worried it was a mistake. That he could lead her astray.

I saw the darkness deepen "i said for her to go over there" the cloud prevented their brains from hearing and processing "HEY! YOU WANNA TALK? TALK TO HER! BECAUSE I SAID OR ILL SEND YOU TO THE PRINCIPAL. OR HEY COME HERE AND ILL EXPLAIN SOMETHING TO YOU"

So he came up "what? Im trying to be good. And she told me i had to talk to her"

"Am i here every day? No I'm not. There's something wrong with her. Its probably something at home that has nothing to do with you. Or maybe her and her friends got into a fight. Whatever. But what i do know is you like being the center of attention and talking a lot. So what i need you to do is talk to her. Not solely but include her in your group. Can you look st her please? Tell me what you see."

"Like she wants to die or some one to take her out and shoot her in the street"

My tears prevented me from saying more "then i think you know how to handle her without doing that. Do you play a lot of video games?"

"I used to. But my mom and dad kept taking it away for me being bad in school. I have it now though i just haven't played in years"

"Well i tell you, John, i think you should start playing more as a reward from me for helping her. And you should tell your parents you're doing well socially. And she should change her seat"

"What do you think has happened to her? Something bad or...?"

"I think she's just alone. Maybe just this class or. What this is right after lunch? She may just being of a social anxiety for leaving her friends from the cafeteria"

His eyes light up "I've been in special ed all my life!! I know exactly what that is!! I can help!! Thank you Miss Teach!!"

I never saw that girl again. She ceased to exist. That class never existed again. It transformed completely into a smiling sunny happy class room. It didn't matter if all the lights were off.

Each and every single child in that room shone with brightness...

It wasn't over night. It took Team Work.

But they worked it. And it worked.

Im not talking shit about the teachers. The teacher gave them work i didn't need to teach. Just work they already knew how. Which gave me the opportunity to look and view the students in a way she didn't have the time or freedom of mind to. A lot of time she just gave them a "catch up day" catch up on old assignments and homework they hadn't turned in. She gave them one every 2 weeks so she didn't have to fail them. So she just added one in or switched it from the regular day. And she had extra credit worksheets for them to do when they finished.

So no matter what you do. There's always gonna be a problem.

Our problem for Quarentine is Essiential workers. They can't stay home. They can't give nor receive the special attention their family and friends deserve.

This is why worldwide people are saluting and applauding and thanking and doing charity for them.

This is why we set aside special vacations and money for them and their families.

Yes you, too, my store workers. Including Wal-Mart. I got shamed yesterday by one of my stout workers i always see in Wal-Mart that goes the extra mile. "What about us. Ain't no one said shit especially you"

He didn't say the word shit but... You know what i mean. It's what i heard.

Which is funny cause the last time i saw him he was stocking toilet paper.

So understand why shutting down the schools is so essiential. Why communities are being paid so much. No community school district is being paid less than $6 million to shut down for the school year.

I want you to understand why.

Because its out of control. Its dangerous. And it is damaging our humans and aliens. And it is damaging our future on Earth to be successful.

So you stressed out moms.. Chill the fuck out.

Please. Please for the love of God.

Assualt your child with a hug. Just grab them and say "i didn't know. I'm here for all those moments you felt alone. Just come and find me and ask to do something together"

Assault them with love.

This is World War 3 people. Get into action!!!

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Alex: im so blown away by this... Did you sign their forms, too!?!

Me: I suppose i did. Did i need to?

Alex: they were 13 years old!!!!!

Me: then probably

Alex: O.O

Me: they came home alive didn't they?

Alex: yeah baby yeah but now you see why im mad

Me: people were married with kids at that age

Alex: yeah but mine weren't

Me: practically

Alex: don't. I think i do admire them now. That's a long time to keep a secret. Why would you do that.

Jazmine: cause we know you get scared and i wanted to be a boy in war and mom said "cool where do i sign?" I thought she was playing me until she said to get my luggage. O.O

Me: if she decided that was what she wanted to do. By herself. So selfless and smart. How could i say no? And how could i tell you? So to Paris to fashion school. They went for a week. I didnt lie. I didn't enroll them either, tho

Constanance: What did you do? we went to class??!!

Me: i asked another girl to see her schedule and copied hers and found an empty dorm room and stayed long enough to make sure they wouldn't throw you out then left. Told you where to get on the train and how and went to the hotel to your dad then made sure yoh took your luggage and looked at the train to make sure you got on.

Jazmine: we left a note on the bench like you said "we made it!"

Me: i grabbed it and clutched it to my chest with tears in my eyes and said "oh my girls, you make me proud and i hope the world will make you proud and keep you safe! Or your dad will beat me and not with his Dick either!" Then i ran back to the hotel and said you were too busy for lunch and left this note in your dorm room to say how excited you were to be in Paris.

Alex: you ruthless bitch. I fucking love you so much to betray my trust for our children to have a life and an adventure to save people over and over without my permission because you knew i wouldn't give it!! You may ride motor bikes. Probably. Maybe. I can't believe you did that shit. That was smart. I was so fooled for 3 years. You're a wench.

Me: you're welcome. I can't be a good wife when all you do is worry and mourn, pour at the window your misery and sorrows for raising such wild children on your knees pleading for God to forgive you and bring them home safe. I'd just want to beat you to death and get bored and cook too much and waste money.

Alex: well what a wonderful wife you are, unexpectedly.

Me: you're welcome.

Alex: hundreds of years. I never knew. Florance Nightingale.

Me: i told you like a billion times

Alex: yeah thanks you also have amnesia.

Me: yeah. But i knew we knew her quite well. I did it Because i love you. And i love them and i wasn't going to be put in the middle of their grown up decisions and your cry baby wah wah i don't want my kids to grow up without daddy meddling in all they do. And I was a happy wife. It was like a honey moon. And you were a proud and unworried father. You prayed still everyday they returned home safe without fear. You helped keep them safe in war. I would tell you when i worried about them. And i would send a telegram to the Army if i worried too bad and you said you felt scared too.

Constanance: of course you would! Behind all our backs!!! That's why i love mom, Too. Shooo Sometiems it was bad!! Then she would telegram and tell the Army what to do and it would feel just like home and i would get home sick and then we would write home.

Jazmine: of course it was mom! After all these years! We never knew!

Me: we saved the war and we wouldn't had If i didn't have children in it, that I can tell you for sure.

Alex: yeah. Like i wasn't a commander or something. You would telegram the Army??

Me: im your wife i know best.

Alex laughs: shit

Me: nothing is different now in 2020

Alex: shit

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Alex Laughlin: i always wondered why she played with my balls when she gave me a blow job! She hated -- hates doing it!! Id tell her "give me a blow job babe" and she would smile and say "okay" i must admit she did look real greedy saying it tho, like this Grinch gleam in her eye. In 2008 i complained she was messing with my balls too much and i wasn't Saint Luches. She stopped. Looked me dead in the eyes and said "i play with them or you dont get none" I been begging her for 3 days so i wasn't gonna complain. But i never knew all this time she hated it. Tree how many blow jobs she give me?

Great Tree of Knowledge: 348

Alex: and you don't even like it. You really must love me

Me: and I do

Mark: and me??

Great Tree of Knowledge: Jesse Tony James: 894. Saint Luches: 746 Matt Hagan: 4 Mark: 1472

Alex: man somebody owes me something.

Me: but you got other blow jobs and you liked them better

Alex: omg shut up.

Saint Luches: yeah from me

Me: and you're not even into oral that much. You like wrapping your arms around me and feeling and having that full experience. You like oral, yes. You like the attention that I give just to you to perform sexually on only you so you feel all the love and adoration that i can give only you. Not for had about me, too. Its me unselfishingly loving only you. But you like the whole thing. You don't like just watching me bob my head up and down. You said you can go to the lake and throw in a line off a fishing pole and jack off and watch the red and white bobber go up and down in the lake water and to you it's the thing as watching my head go up and down in your lap. Yu want the whole thing. Kit and caboodle. Ass grabbing. Hair pulling. Tit sucking.

Mark: okay alright

Alex: you really love me, you know so much about me.

Me: i love fucking you. The bruises make me wet the next day.. Like omg he bit my tit so hard im all bruised all the way across it and i look beat and i need 4 tons of concealer and I love it. It didn't even hurt. I didnt even feel it in a painful way that way. And you didn't even notice, you just kept fucking and loving me as violently as you could. But without violence. A great amount of passion and possession that you couldn't even control yourself. All yoh know you had to do was love me as best and as most as you could every second until our bodies were exhausted. And I love it more than anything. You ever fuck me differently, I'm gonna punch you in the face.

Saint Luches: I love her!

Alex: whips and chains excite her!!!

Saint Luches: so what you said is you don't care he bites the shit out of you as long as it doesn't hurt?

Me: see... It does... It feels the same as if he bit me to kill me. But the Thing is the brain releases so many endorphins and all the good feelings are so extreme that the pain is dulled. So when he bites it hurts but it feels so good because it's only for an instant. Its like eating chocolate candy and salty pop corn. Its so fucking good. Its just the orgasm. It changes the way the body feels and expresses itself. Procreation, survival of our humans is so important that say you get stung by a bee, the central nervous system says you need to pay attention you got a Problem. But while good sex is going on the body says oh I'll give you a bruise and remind you to check for other damage like may be you have a bee nest under the window you need to be aware of. And while shes not even ovulating you need to keep having sex for the day she does ovulate, she can get pregnant. Because sex is more important than anything else -! While you are having good sex -- because if you can have good sex then there's a compatibility between two people so good and amazing that they'll be able to raise kids together with attention and passion and goodness. So yeah my sex with Alex is that way.. It doesn't matter he's kinky and violent he is because hes a gentle person. It just possession and obsession that a soul mate has for another soulmate. Makes good parents says the body. So it's not like gonna be true -- its the body's way to keep producing children. It doesn't even care who you are one would expect -! But it does. Like my ex husband MT. he couldn't even get it up because he knew what a bastard he was. A lot of rapists can't get it up. So it really does care. Especially when someone is praying to God.

Alex: that's exciting. I got a new email about foreskin. He said he went to go pee. Hadnt read, was half asleep, just got outta bed. Didn't look or turn on the light. And the skin was pinched closed all ready to unwrap his present. And the force and pressure from the pee busted through but he was peeling all over himself, all down his hand and all over the toilet seat. So he Turned on the light to look and he screamed "oh my God!! What happened to me!! That bitch owes me a Dick and a Maid!!! I'm not joking wjat the Hell is this thing on my Dick?! What did she do to me?? Was it aliens?!?!" He said he was so scared!! So he pulled up your post with the images of the foreskin. So he took off his bottoms and sat on the toilet tried to read but he still had to pee so he didn't know what the Hell to do! So he began to cry. He got in the shower and began to masturbate and then he realized why he got foreskin and he's no longer angry at you.

Me: so why did he cry?

Alex: he realized some one you love had a problem and its the only way to fix it is replace the foreskin. And he hated you for it. Because he didn't have a problem. But some weird part of him, he says, began to grow 3x it's size. His penis, mind you. No but really he realized he never had a choice. Never as a man nor boy experienced foreskin. And he said it was a gift from Heaven. Once he was in the shower he for sure knew it wasn't aliens. Because it felt too dam good. So he wanted to thank thou and hopes his mom will mom will mop in the morning.

Me: he's welcome. I hope she does, too.

Alex: yeah she don't work, he pays for every thing. He said he wants his charity to be with underprivileged youth in poverty neighborhoods in California, his home state. He wants Snoop Dogg to give him advice as to where to put race tracks and how to transport because Snoop is the only one that he knows that does anything like that and he wants to take Snoops kids as a training for him.

Me: he's gonna make me cry. Snoop says he can't wait. I can hear him. He wants to open like a free gocart place...

Like 3 people: quit! You have like no money! Stop!

Me: im like one every 5 square miles with Abu on the corners so the kids could almost walk... Y'all know. Sometimes I probably should stop. Oh you know what's fun? Shopping carts. Ohhhhhh!!÷! You know schools here have no woodshop until high school. They could build box cars at the school!! Then race!!

Mark: well that's a great idea.

Me: i mean there's 365 days a year.

Alex: that's why I love you

How you love it now, Chandler?

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