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misseviehyde · 1 year ago

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BITCH-SEED: (The leaving gift)

Jenny loved her younger brother Toby so much. He was funny, kind and musically talented. He was a drummer in a Nirvana inspired school band and didn't lack for moral courage. He was a cool kid who looked out for others - she was really proud of him.

That was why she begged him to stop trying to intervene with her bullying by mean-girl Aimee and her bunch of cronies.

Aimee was a blonde, spoiled rich girl who had taken a dislike to Jenny. She was cruel, self-absorbed and malicious and seemed to spend a considerable part of her energy looking for ways to ruin Jenny's life.

The popular mean girl had a vindictive and cruel streak and Jenny didn't want her brother being targeted and victimised next. Besides, they were moving schools next week so what was the point? Her Dad was getting a job in a new town and the family were all moving. Jenny was looking forward to the fresh start.

She was by the lockers clearing out some of her things ready for the move one day, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Hey loooooser."

Jenny's bowels clenched in fear as she heard the teasing, superior voice of her bully behind her and she turned to see Aimee and her clique of girls standing before her.

Aimee was impossibly pretty. Her blonde hair was platinum and straight and perfect in every way. Her flawless features were smooth and beautiful, her clothing expensive and painfully tasteful. She wore white knee length boots, so shiny you could see your face in them, a pleated black mini-skirt and a cute pink sweater of some highly expensive material. A pretty pink bow was pinned into her hair.

Cold blue eyes regarded Jennny maliciously, Amiee's pink lip-glossed lips twitching into a malevolent smile as she examined her acrylic nails - long and white - and advanced on her victim.

"Ohhh are you clearing out your locker already loser? So sorry to hear you're leaving us. I guess that means you think you're getting away from me?"

Jenny backed nervously away from the other girl and shrieked as she crashed into the open door of the locker behind her. The impact bruised her back and sent a stab of pain through her body.

Amiee and her girls howled with laughter enjoying seeing Jenny make a clutz of herself as usual.

"I'll have to find some other pathetic fuck to do my homework and top up my coffee money," laughed Amiee. "You're so fucking pathetic Jenny. It doesn't matter where you go, you'll never amount to anything."

"Hey - leave her alone," snarled a voice and Jenny felt a stab of fear as Toby suddenly appeared at her side. "You bunch of bitches better leave my sister alone. I'm sick of watching you float around here as if the world owes you a living. None of you have got any real backbone. You're just parasites who live off your Daddy's money. Get out of here."

The girls all looked at one another in genuine puzzlement and Amiee smirked - tossing her hair coldly and folding her arms dangerously beneath her breasts.

"Oh yeah nerd? You think you can protect your dumb sister from us? I don't think so and thanks for helping me make my mind up about something I've been planning for a while. Girls I think it's time we gave our leaving gifts to these losers."

Holding out their palms facing up, the popular girls all began to giggle and smirk as with a buzzing, crackling sound, tiny motes of energy materialised above their open hands. They formed into small spheres of pastel coloured energy that floated in the air. The siblings gawked in astonishment.

Amiee's was the largest. A ball of bratty pink light that shone with a powerful radiance and seemed to whisper toxic ideas into the mind.

"Each of these is a bitch-seed. It's how we make more members of our clique. The seeds contain our memories of makeup, boys and fashion and also our stronger personalities and feminine desires that will corrupt and transform anyone they enter. One of you is going to become JUST like us and I think we both know who..."

Laughing Amiee turned and blew on her seed. It shot from her hand and hit Toby... crackling as it entered his body and he groaned in shock.

He gasped as the delicious pink energy throbbed and thrummed through him and around him... strange new thoughts and desires filling his mind as his bones and body ached.

Doesn't it feel good to be girly?

It did feel... good. Really good.

Toby's short brown hair lengthened and his features became softer. Pretty lashes blinked in astonishment and he tugged uncomfortably at his clothing as his hips cracked out and his chest tingled as budding breasts began to form. He was becoming a girl!

"You see Jenny," laughed Amiee. "When you start your new school - it's the perfect time to send someone to start a new clique there. I've done my research and your new school is pathetically short of bullies. I've decided your brother will be perfect to start things there. He has real leadership potential and once I've turned him into my mini-me then you'll never be free. The transformation changes reality for any who don't witness it, and soon you'll be the only one who remembers your brother. Now let's fill him up with more, girls!"

More bitch-seeds floated from the girls hands and into Toby. Pink and purple sparks crackled as they merged into him and Toby moaned as each one was absorbed into his body accelerating the physical changes.

Toby groaned as his nice personality was attacked and overwhelmed. He felt so sexy and bitchy and it felt so good to give into all the whispering girly voices telling him to accept the power.

Yesssssss let your like loser personality become ours. Be a mean girl, you know you want to.

Toby giggled and threw back his head - eagerly spreading his arms wide and accepting the energy into his body. He needed this! It felt AMAZING!

Amiee watched in wicked delight summoning another ball of energy and sending it into him.

"Yessss that's it bitch... take all our power and let it transform you. Let your new thoughts take control. Become a fucking bitch just like us."

The girls surrounded Toby and holding our their hands shot more energy into his body. Each blast caused Toby to moan in pleasure and to writhe in ecstasy - clearly enjoying the wicked energy pulsing into his body.

"Yessssss... give it to me... mmmmhhh fill me up. Mmmmh this feels so good yes I wanna be a bitch just like you girls!"

Toby moaned as wicked nails shot from his fingers and his hair lengthened and turned lighter then finally platinum blonde. His body became more feminine with tanned soft skin and beautiful features. Hips cracked out as his chest began to bulge pushing his t shirt out in interesting places.

Jenny sobbed in horror as she watched the transformation. She was powerless to stop the corruption. Toby wasn't even resisting!

The girls were all moaning in unison now, the bullies groaning like sluts as they pushed their most evil, depraved, slutty memories and thoughts into the bitch-seeds.

Toby's mind was being corrupted and overwritten by dozens of memories - Amiee's strongest of all. His own useless boy memories were being overwritten.

Memories of sucking dick, spending money, acting like a spoiled bitch filled the transforming sluts mind. It overrode now useless knowledge. Who needed to play the drums when you could be a cheerleader instead? Who needed to know the names of his male friends when he could be friends with the most popular girls in school.

Hours worth of makeup tutorials, knowledge of how to bully people and manipulate others seared through Toby's malleable mind. The bitch seeds were finding fertile ground.

"Yessssss, I love it," drooled the blonde girl happily as her pretty eyes rolled back in her head. "Give me moooooore!"

"Wow girls - she's really receptive. Pump her mind full of our nastiest memories. Turn her into the meanest, most spoiled slut ever. Burn that boy out of her. Make her into our new friend... Naomi."

Naomi moaned happily as she heard her new name. Yes... that was who she was now. Her pink lips curved into a wicked smile as she felt her breasts swell up nice and big and her useless dick retreat into being her new clit. This was MUCH better.

"Fuck yes girls - make me fucking EVIL!" laughed Naomu as she felt all positive memories and love for her pathetic sister burned out of her mind. This was glorious.

Sobbing in the corner Jenny watched her bullying sister being corrupted into the worst kind of bitch.

By now the energies had even affected Toby's former clothing. His Nirvana t-shirt was now no more, replaced instead by a tight pink dress that fit the new bitch perfectly.

Naomi's nails were long and sharp, her shaven pussy covered by a tiny black thong whose string rode up between her perfect ass cheeks. Full firm breasts, bigger then Jenny's stood proudly on her chest and her bitchy blonde hair fell like a perfect wave around her shoulders.

She and Aimee looked like sisters now.

Aimer and Naomi hugged as if they had known each other all their life and Jenny squirmed in fear at the matching smiles on their perfect faces...

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Linda had thought she should go say hi to the new girl on the beach. Jenny seemed nice - although the look of terror on her face as Linda approached was weird.

The chubby nerd wasn't sure why Jenny was so terrified and she didn't even see Naomi from behind till it was too late.

Linda moaned as the bitch-seed conjured by Naomi flowed into her body and she began to change. "That's it nerd," hissed Naomi, "let the bitch in you grow. Become the bitch you were born to be."

In moments Linda had been replaced and had become Leanne instead. Now a spoiled beach bitch she moved to flank her new Alpha with a wicked smile on her face.

"Thanks sis," giggled Naomi. "Another new girl for my clique. I do enjoy turning the ones that would have been your friends into MY friends."

Jenny cried as she looked into her once kind brothers sneering face. Naomi was even worse that Aimee had been. She constantly mocked and teased her sister and made her feel inferior. Worse - her parents were totally enthralled by their popular, successful, beautiful daughter and now despised Jenny.

School was a nightmare - Naomi had created a new clique of bullies and turned the school into her personal playground. She was now head cheerleader and dating the quarterback. Having to listen to Naomi scream in ecstasy as Chad fucked her brains out in hwr bigger bedroom next door was yet another indignity Jenny had to endure.

"Oh by the way loser," grinned Naomi. "Aimee and the girls are visiting this weekend. They're staying over the whole time and I bet you can't wait to catch up with her."

Laughing Naomi strutted away to the admiring stares of everyone whilst her sister cried like a pathetic little bitch.

Guess Penny wasn't enjoying her leaving gift after all...

THE END

#evie hyde #bitchification #m2f transformation #corruption #m2f corruption #bully #bitch-seed #brother #mean girl #bad girl #evil

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corruptedcaps · 2 years ago

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Nailing it!

This is an unofficial, spiritual follow up / tribute to @misseviehyde and @amiee-bee’s wonderful 5 part ‘magic nails’ series. Hope everyone (especially Evie and Amiee) like it!

Heidi stood in the school parking lot, alone after the bell had rang, watching the rest of the students file in. It was hard to believe that just a few weeks ago, her best friend Lara had been standing right next to her, giggling and gossiping about the other girls in their class. But now, Lara was gone. She had been sent to boarding school, leaving Heidi all alone in their small town high school.

Heidi had been a geeky freshman before she met Lara who brought out the mean girl in her. Quite literally. The two had become fast friends due to their love of math and reading and hung out all the time but it was Lara who suggested they go to the salon and get their nails done. Heidi had been apprehensive at first, hating the superficial nature of a salon, but Aimee the owner put her at ease with her almost trance like soothing words.

Unbeknownst to both girls, the salon specialized in magic nails and once Aimee had put on the first nail it had sealed Heidi’s fate of becoming a mean girl. Lara had watched in horror as her best friend transformed before her eyes into a beautiful but heartless bitch.

However after Heidi was done, it was Lara’s turn and Heidi made sure she got it done. Heidi watched with delight as Lara transformed into her bitchy besty. After that day they were unstoppable.

Heidi became the queen bitch of their school, and Lara was her loyal number two. Together, they controlled the school, teasing and tormenting anyone who dared to cross them.

But now, as she sat alone in her empty classroom, Heidi couldn't help but wonder who she was without Lara. She just wasn’t having as much fun bullying or teasing.

“Oh honey that’s because you need a beta.” Aimee said to her one day when Heidi spilled her guts to her over a new manicure session.

“You are meant to rule like a true blue bitch. But you need a beta bitch to laugh at your jokes, compliment you, gossip with. It’s what gives you power. Can’t you bring me a girl to make into a new bitchy bestie for you?” Aimee said but she knew the answer.

“No, you know I can’t even afford these. If I hadn’t got Lara to pay for these in advance I wouldn’t even have these maintenance sessions and I’d be back to being dorky and lame.” Heidi said with a shudder.

“Well you’ll just have to find someone bitchy enough then but good luck finding anyone who can match that creation of mine.” Aimee said thinking back on Lara. She had been a fun corruption to do and a profitable one as well. Lara’s dad was filthy rich and once Lara became a superficial mean bitch she embraced the stereotype of spoilt rich daddy’s girl.

Aimee finished up and said goodbye to Heidi who felt refreshed from her nail top up but also still unsure what her next moves should be. That’s when Evie, the salon receptionist pulled her aside secretly.

“I couldn’t help but over hear your dilemma and I think I can help. I’ve been working on a new set of nails and I need someone to test them on.” Evie said in a hushed tone that made Heidi slightly uneasy.

“Well you must have heard that I can’t afford anything new and besides I don’t like the idea about being your science project.” Heidi said coldly.

“Not for you silly, for your potential new bestie. You bring me a girl and I’ll make you a new BFF. For free. No cost and no risk to you. What do you say?” Evie said.

Heidi’s eyes narrowed as she thought it over. It did sound like it was all upsides so what did she have to lose? Heidi nodded and accepted the plan.

“Then it’s a deal. Find me a blank canvas and I’ll give you a masterpiece. Oh and don’t tell Aimee, it’ll be our little secret.” Evie said with a wink.

As soon as Heidi was in school the next day she got to work on finding a new girl to become her number two, but she quickly realized that most of the other girls were lacking. The problem was that most had already been through years of bullying from herself and Lara. None of them would believe that she wanted to be friends with them now. She could never convince them to come to the nail salon with her, they’d all believe it was a trap. She could force one of them but it was too risky.

That’s when Heidi's gaze settled on Mia, the bookish plain girl in her class who was practically invisible to everyone else. Mia was the perfect candidate, a blank canvas just waiting to be painted. She was smart, but shy and timid, with no real friends to speak of. Best of all, she had just moved there from another school and had no history with Heidi or Lara.

Despite this it wasn't easy at first. Mia was wary of Heidi's advances, and it took some time for Heidi to win her over. Heidi was patient, taking things slow and building a genuine connection with Mia. She listened to Mia's problems and offered advice, and before long, Mia began to open up and trust Heidi. It was the perfect opportunity for Heidi to make her move.

"Come on, Mia, it'll be fun," Heidi said, grinning at her friend. "We'll go to the city and get our nails done and have a girls' day out. What do you say?"

Mia hesitated, fidgeting with the edges of her book. "I don't know, Heidi. I don't really like long nails. They make me feel uncomfortable."

Heidi rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on. You're always cooped up in the library, studying. You deserve a little bit of pampering. And besides, the salon I'm talking about is different. They have these special nails. Trust me, you'll love them."

Mia's eyes widened as she looked at her phone. "How come this place doesn’t have any reviews? It also says it’s closed when you want to go. It all sounds a little sketchy."

"It's not sketchy at all," Heidi insisted. "I go all the time and they're amazing. They helped give me the confidence and assertiveness I needed to stand up for myself. You deserve that too, Mia. You deserve to feel powerful and in control. I asked them to open early just for us."

Mia looked uncertain, but Heidi could see the temptation in her eyes. She knew she had Mia hooked.

"Please, Mia," Heidi begged, giving her friend an imploring look. "Just give it a try. I promise you won't regret it. Plus you’re always saying how much your biting your nails, this way it won’t be your actual nails."

Mia instinctively went to bite her nails out of nervousness and realized Heidi was right. She sighed and nodded. "Okay, fine. But if anything weird happens, I'm blaming you."

Heidi grinned triumphantly. "You won't regret it, I promise. Now come on, let's go get beautiful!"

Heidi and Mia arrived at the salon, a sense of excitement and nervousness in the air.

"Okay, so what do we do?" Mia asked, looking around nervously.

"First, we pick out the colors and styles we want," Heidi said, leading the way to the display of nail polish. "Then we sit down in the chairs and let the professionals take care of the rest."

Mia nodded, still looking uncertain. "And these nails, they're not going to hurt or anything, right?"

"Of course not," Heidi reassured her. "They're completely safe. And trust me, the benefits are worth it."

As they sat down in the chairs, Heidi secretly winked at Evie who was sitting at the station with Mia. Evie smiled back at her and replaced the nails Mia had chosen with a new set she had hidden away.

“Hey what about the set I picked out?” Mia said sounding concerned.

“I need to apply these first, these are what we consider a ‘foundation’ set. Once these have been placed on we can then add your selection.” Evie said with a smile that unnerved Mia slightly.

Mia looked over at Heidi, her hand already at her mouth biting her nails and a worried expression on her face. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

Heidi smiled and squeezed Mia's hand. "Don't worry, it'll be fine. Just trust me."

As Evie began to work on their nails, Heidi watched with a sense of satisfaction. This was it, the moment she had been waiting for. Soon, Mia would be a mean girl, and together, they would rule the school.

However as the magic nails were applied to Mia's fingers she was disappointed to see no change in Mia’s physical appearance. When Heidi had first put them on her hair grew thick and long, her breasts big and round and her skin smooth and tan. Mia looked the same with nearly all the nails on. Evie sensing Heidi’s disappointment launched into conversation with Mia.

“Ok Mia, we’re almost done with these, do you still want me to put on your choice of nails after this?” Aimee asked and Heidi watched with interest.

“Hmmm? Sorry I was a million miles away. The other nails? Ugh no I don’t know what I was thinking, these are perfect. I want to keep these.” Mia said in a slightly bratty voice putting Heidi’s worries slightly to rest.

“You just need to be patient with this new formula. It’s designed to release her ‘bitchification’ more gradual that yours or Lara’s did but should be more potent in the end. The slow release should also help her accept the change easier, if she figures out what’s happening too soon her body may reject them.” Evie said to Heidi alone as Mia waited outside after her nails were completed.

Mia couldn’t stop looking at her nails, admiring how they looked, they almost looked foreign on top of her tomboyish body and dress sense.

“Nails like these should have some tight outfits to match, just imagine how good they would look against a sleek and shiny dress wrapped around your curves.” A voice whispered in her mind making her nod in agreement. A change was in order.

“Come on Heidi, I want to go shopping!” Mia shouted from outside in a commanding tone that made Heidi reflectively yell “coming!” back to her.

Heidi watched Mia with curiosity for the rest of the day. Mia seemed more assured of herself as she strolled around the mall and dipped into store after store. She also appeared to have a new fashion sense. She picked out quite the mean girl attire that was certainly an improvement on her baggy hoodies and sweatpants.

“This was great today Heidi, thanks for convincing me to get these hawt nails.” Mia said as Heidi dropped her off at her house after their day of shopping.

“No problem Babe, I knew you’d love them. It’s going to be so good showing you off tomorrow at school. See you then.” Heidi said driving off. Mia felt a surge of excitement for tomorrow. She had always been one to fade into the background at school but now was looking forward to the limelight. In fact it was making her kind of horny. By the time she was up in her room the wicked voice had returned and was whispering in her head once more.

“Wouldn’t it feel so hawt to finger yourself with your new claws? It would be even hotter if you watched yourself do it in the mirror.”

She shoved her hand into her jeans and went straight for her aching pussy. She moaned as she felt the delight of stroking her clit with her new long nails on her. She stared at her reflection, watching herself finger her pussy.

“You’re going to look so fucking good tomorrow, all eyes will be on you.” The voice said making a soft moan escape Mia’s lips as she began picturing the scene of her strolling beside Heidi taking in everyone’s looks.

“Yesss everyone won’t be able to take their eyes off me.” She moaned as she imagined the scene.

As she massaged inside her pussy over and over again the formula of the nails started to react with her wetness, stripping off the coating ever so slightly. She groaned as her body began to react to the direct absorption of the formula.

Her breasts seemed to grow fuller and more pronounced, and her lips became plumper and more sensual. Even her hair seemed to change, lightening to a dyed blonde and took on more body and shine. Mia gasped as she watched her body change before her eyes but far from being afraid of what it meant, she hungered for more.

"Yesss! Don't stop! Keep going!" Mia exclaimed, her eyes glowing with a manic energy as the previous fantasy in her mind changed. She wasn’t strolling beside Heidi, instead Heidi was flanking her like a loyal 2nd. It felt more natural that way in her mind.

“Yesss you’re not a follower, your a leader. You don’t share the spotlight, you own the spotlight!” The voice hissed.

As the transformation continued, Mia's personality began to shift as well. She felt more vain and cold, her once soft and gentle demeanor hardening into something sharp and narcissistic.

"Oh my god, I can't believe how good this feels. I’m so fucking hot," Mia said, her voice dripping with vanity as she climaxed. "I feel so bitchy and bad, I can’t wait to show off myself tomorrow!"

“Why wait? Your hot and horny now! The world deserves to see you. No it NEEDS to see you.” the voice purred in her head and a playful smirk played across Mia’s new pouty lips as she was compelled to agree. She had to get as many eyes on her as possible. She wanted to dance and drink and have a man’s hands all over her body.

As the light caught her nails she knew they were somehow involved with her transformation. It made sense why Heidi was so adamant that they got their nails done and why it was so secretive. What was Heidi’s endgame? Was it something to be worried about? If so why did it feel so good? Questions piled on questions making Mia suddenly anxious and she instinctively went to bite her nails.

However as soon as they touched her lips and she tasted their coating she felt an immediate calm come over her body. A pleasure rippled across her body. Her posture changed making her stand up straight and push out her new bigger tits confidently.

“Why should I be worried? Look at how hot I am now. So what if I’m feeling meaner, more vain, more superior. Heidi clearly wants me to be like this, maybe everyone else will too.” Mia thought to herself while getting lost in her reflection.

Picking up her phone she called Heidi who answered promptly. “Hey babe what’s up?” Heidi asked with slight concern in her voice. She was in uncharted territories with these nails and so wasn’t sure what to expect.

“Let’s hit the club tonight babe, we’re too hawt to be wasted alone indoors.” Mia said as she looked at her nails with glee.

“Really? Tonight? Are you sure your, eh, ready?” Heidi said trying not to sound lame but also worried this was happening too fast and her body would reject the nails. Didn’t Evie say it would take weeks?

“Ugh fine I’ll go by myself if your going to be so boring.” Mia said snapping at Heidi.

“No! No I’ll come, I just didn’t know if you’d be tired after the day we had.” Heidi said trying not to get on her bad side.

“Cool pick me up in 30 minutes, and dress slutty.” Mia said and hung up the phone without saying goodbye. Mia didn’t need 30 minutes to get ready but bossing Heidi around started to stir up her engine again and she needed another go around with herself. She also had a theory to test out about her nails…

Heidi arrived early at Mia’s house and texted her to say she was there. Mia texted her back to tell her to come in and have a pre drink as Mia’s parents were out of town. However as she knocked on the door, Heidi was met by a girl she barely recognized.

“Hey slut, about time you showed up, get a drink into you and let’s hit the club, I’m really feeling myself tonight.” Mia said as she primped herself in the mirror.

Heidi looked at Mia dumbfounded. She was staring at a blonde bombshell, one that looked like Mia’s hotter older sister rather than Mia herself. Her posture was no longer slumped and diminutive but instead she held herself with bitchy confidence. Mia seeing Heidi’s look on her face rolled her eyes.

“You can drop the act now dummy, I know my transformation was all your doing, or rather due to these beauties.” Mia said lovingly showing off her nails which too looked like they had changed too.

“You’re not mad?” Heidi said preparing for the worst.

“Mad? I’m ecstatic! Look at the beautiful bitch I am now! I feel so mean and hawt, I love it! I can’t wait to get out there and show the world what I can do now that I’m not some loser dork anymore.” Mia purred with a glint of mania in her eyes.

Heidi beamed at her. She was certainly more sexy and confident than Lara ever was. Maybe she was ready for the world to see her.

At the club Mia was a sight to behold. She strutted into it like she owned the place. She basked in the lingering looks from all the men and women in the club. Pulling Heidi onto the dance floor she played coy with everyone, only focusing on Heidi.

Heidi for her part was captivated by Mia. It was amazing to see what a transformation she had undergone in such a short amount of time. Heidi knew the nails were amazing but something about this transformation felt different. Mia had a different energy. Heidi also knew that a new force had arrived and couldn’t wait until tomorrow for when they would have the real fun at school.

Mia spotted a group of staring men sitting nearby and broke off from Heidi to go talk to them. Well that’s what Heidi thought until Mia started to rub up against one of them. It was like watching a private lap dance at a strip club. The man was clearly enjoying it and tried to talk but with a wink to Heidi, Mia put a finger up to his lips and cheekily slipped it into his mouth. For a second Heidi could have sworn that she saw the man twitch for a moment before eagerly sucking her finger which turned into kisses down her arm and onto her neck.

Heidi watched as Mia straddled the man and kissed him deeply while the other guys watched and hooted. Mia broke off from the kiss to whisper something into the man’s ear, all the while having an evil grin on her perfect lips. The man nodded and gently slid Mia into the seat beside him before standing up and suddenly jumping on top of his friends, pummelling any of them within arms reach.

Heidi and everyone else watched in shock at the explosive scene. Everyone that was except Mia who was watching the fight with joy playing across her face. Mia watched it unfold getting steadily hornier and hornier, stroking her tits with her nails. Grabbing a nearby guy she kissed him deeply while digging her nails into his neck. He recoiled just for a moment before being dragged willingly out of the club by Mia. Heidi tried to follow them out but by the time she got outside they were gone.

Heidi went home soon after that, mainly because the ruckus in the club made it hard to get back in. She texted Mia to see if she was ok but didn’t get a reply until the morning.

“Where the fuck are you?” The message from Mia read Heidi was about to leave for school when the message came in. Heidi panicking called Mia.

“Mia are you ok? Where are you?” Heidi asked worried.

“Where am I? Where the fuck are you? You’re suppose to be picking me up this morning.” Mia snapped back at her.

“Oh sorry I just thought because you left with some guy last night that-” Heidi began before Mia cut her off.

“Your not suppose to think! That’s my job. You’re just suppose to do! Understand? Whatever. Just get over here in 5 minutes or find a new friend to hang out with.” Mia said, her voice oozing with contempt and hanging up.

Heidi felt kind of pissed at Mia but still sped over as fast as she could and waited for Mia who, despite demanding Heidi get over quickly, took 20 minutes before emerging from her house. Heidi couldn’t believe it but she looked different again. She looked blonder, meaner, and hotter.

“About time. Is that what you’re wearing to school?” Mia said getting into the car and looking at Heidi with mild disgust.

“Yeah? Is something wrong with it?” Heidi asked slightly nervous.

“Just don’t stand so close to me when we are in school.” Mia said touching up her makeup in the passenger mirror.

“Cute earrings though. Give them to me.” Mia said with a hand outstretched.

“W-what?” Heidi asked confused.

“Did I stutter? Give me your earrings. They’ll look better on me.” Mia said glaring at Heidi who felt her face flush. She awkwardly took off her earrings as she drove and gave them to Mia who put them on.

“They look great on you babe.” Heidi said trying to break the tension. She didn’t understand why Mia was acting so cruel to her. Lara never did this and yet Heidi was desperate for Mia’s approval for some reason.

“No duh. I feel great today too. After my night last night how could I not.” Mia said with a smirk to herself remembering the fun she had last night. She had figured out that her nails didn’t just effect her but had the ability to effect (or more accurately infect) others. Every time she used them she felt more cruel and evil as a result which only turned her on more.

At school everyone made whispers about who this new girl was, showing just how invisible Mia once was. Mia strutted down the crowded hallway of the high school, her designer heels clicking against the linoleum floor. She scanned the sea of students, searching for a target.

Finally, her gaze landed on a group of girls huddled around their locker. Mia smirked and approached them, Heidi following close behind.

"Hey losers," Mia sneered, leaning against the locker next to them. "What are you even wearing? Did you raid a thrift store or something?"

The girls looked down at their outfits, shame and embarrassment written all over their faces. Mia cackled with laughter as she sauntered away, leaving the girls feeling small and belittled.

Mia reveled in the power she held over her classmates now, enjoying the feeling of superiority it gave her. She didn't care who she hurt or what she said, as long as she was getting attention and causing chaos.

Heidi loved watching Mia at work but was starting to feel more and more on the receiving end of her wrath. She was feeling left out of the fun Heidi was having. Mia bossed Heidi around like she was some lackey but worse still was Heidi followed her commands obediently. Heidi didn’t want to get on the bad side of the girl who was clearly running the show now. That was until Mia started to make new friends.

It started small with a girl called Daphne, a shy, unassuming girl who Mia took an interest in one day. Heidi watched as Mia belittled Daphne like she had done to a dozen other girls that week but when Daphne failed to scurry away like the rest Mia smirked at Daphne and told her to come with her to the bathroom. Heidi naturally followed but Mia told her to wait outside.

They were in the bathroom for 10 minutes before re-emerging and when they did Daphne looked different. Mia had clearly shared her makeup and clothes with her but Daphne also had a mean glint in her eye that Heidi recognized from Mia. Daphne whispered something in Mia’s ear upon seeing Heidi waiting for them and Mia laughed deeply. The two girls walked off with locked arms like Heidi and Lara used to do.

And so it went for the next week where Mia would start collecting what she called ‘discarded girls’ and would bring them into the bathroom where they would emerge minutes later bitchier and hotter than when they went in. Mia now had a clique of sycophants praising her endlessly and laughing at her jokes. Mia roamed the halls with them flanking her at all times. Heidi was now bringing up the rear, sidelined in the school she once ran, constantly being belittled by the new queen she helped create. When one day Mia gave her a particular dressing down in front of her clique in the locker room, Heidi finally snapped.

“Who they hell do you think you are talking to bitch? Know your place!” Heidi said full of rage. Mia simply giggled at her, seemingly unfazed by her outburst.

“My place? I’m the queen of this god damn school and you’re barely even a blip anymore.” Mia said with a laugh that caused her gang of girls to follow suit.

“We’ll enjoy it while it lasts because those nails have a shelf life and you’ll be hitting your expiration date soon enough. I’ve seen your house and know you can’t afford another session, you can’t even afford a car to get you to school every day.” Heidi said with venom behind every syllable. For the first time in awhile Heidi saw the smirk be wiped from Mia’s face. Rather than feeling triumphant though, Heidi felt her blood run cold as Mia stared at her intensely.

Mia snapped her fingers and her clique rushed Heidi pinning her down on the locker room floor. Mia click clacked slowly over to her, savouring the moment.

“I’ve seen how you live too and it begs the question how do you afford to stay as powerful as you do but you’re going to tell me all of your secrets.” Mia said bending down close to Heidi.

“Like hell I am.” Heidi said still defiant but feeling like she had lost.

“Oh dear you don’t really have a choice.” Mia said with a wink as she ran her hand up Heidi’s thigh, across her stomach and up to her neck where she dug her nails in suddenly. Heidi wanted to scream out but found herself unable to do so. She heard Mia’s voice in her head telling her to do things she would never do but was feeling strangely compelled to do so.

LATER

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Aimee said on the other end of the phone not really believing what she was hearing.

“Oh yes Aimee. I’m moving away and it’s only right that someone gets my lifetime of nails. I can’t think of anyone more suited than Mia. You’ll love her.” Heidi said as Mia watched on approvingly. Heidi loved that Mia was making her give up her power. Heidi knew now that she didn’t deserve them. Not like Mia who did. She deserved everything.

“Ok if you insist. I look forward to meeting her.” Aimee said scratching Heidi out of her client book and replacing her with Mia.

“Just one other thing. She has requested that Evie do her nails. Is that ok?” Heidi asked.

“Well Evie doesn’t do nails anymore after an… incident we had but if your friend really wants her I guess we can make an exception this one time.” Aimee said while looking over at a bored Evie working reception. Maybe it was time to bring her back into the fold.

“Great. Thanks for everything Aimee!” Heidi said before hanging up.

“Was that to your liking Mistress?” Heidi asked eager to please Mia now. Mia for her part looked satisfied if a little diminished. Turning Heidi against herself proved to be very draining for Mia and she would need a nail session very soon. But she knew she still had a little time and figured the best way to spend it would be watching Heidi willingly remove her own magic nails.

A WEEK LATER

“These are gorgeous, I feel refreshed. Thanks Evie.” Mia said as Evie finished putting on a fresh set of nails for her. They looked even stronger and bitchier than before, Mia couldn’t wait to try them out.

“Don’t get into too much trouble now.” Evie said with a smirk to Mia who returned the smile.

“You ready girls?” Mia said to her friends who had just finished getting their nails done too. Of course Mia’s set was unique to her but she made sure her girls got some cheaper beta nails to save her having to infect them every time her power was warring off.

“What about her over there, she hasn’t had her turn yet.” Evie said pointing to the corner when a somewhat homely girl stood holding everyone’s bags.

“Who? Hedy? No she won’t be getting any. She won’t until she’s learned her lesson isn’t that right Hedy?” Mia called out to the girl once known as Heidi.

“That’s right mistress.” Hedy replied cheerily. One by one Aimee watch the transformed girls take their bags from Hedy and leave the store. Of course she was happy for the business but something wasn’t sitting right with her about Mia and her friends and something was so familiar about Hedy.

Mia left the salon her head held high and her chest sticking out as her friends waited for her orders. She loved being the queen and no one was taking that away from her now. How could they when she was nailing it?

THE END

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #magic #corrupted nails #evil bitch #power transfer #unofficial sequel #cc2023

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Business Contract

Amiee sat beside the campfire, the sound of sizzling molerat meat filling the mildly awkward air between her and her new companion.

Not that she had any issues with the man, she had bought his contract after all. It was just...well.

If she thought about it too hard though, she could still feel the flecks of blood on her face from when the ghoul blasted his former employer to Kingdom Come.

Was Ahzrukhal that bad of a person? Well. Probably. He did want her to kill that sweet ghoul lady...she was glad she didn't. Sure it took a long time to get the caps but getting the contract was the honest way.

But...what if he did that to every former employer? Ahzrukhal would have known that right? But maybe it's not in the contract, just something Charon does? She should just ask him she supposed but...that'd be extremely rude.

Heck.

"...S-So..." She finally spoke, her chronic stutter coming through as clear as ever. "...Do you...uh. Have any hobbies?"

@bottlecapping

#rp post #bottlecapping #verse; when it all began

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Types of People: Cunty edition

Cunty// “Sexy, iconic, never been done before, serving” (Urban Dictionary)

Cuntiness to me is not about how you look, but the energy you give. The sheer amount of lack of fucks someone gives is what makes them cunty. This post is for people who don’t care about others opinions, or don’t want to care about others opinions. I wanted to add different aspects of each type because I’d like for there to be more nuance to my content and I’d love to make written and visual aesthetics for these different types or base my own characters off of them. Let me know which ones you are!

Cunty- Expensive: Elektra Abundance, Miranda Priestly, Dracula, Cookie Lyons

- Having a signature “look” or aesthetic, wear a signature perfumed substance, more down to Earth compared to Lilith type, but they still appreciate opulence and a healthy dose of attitude - They demand respect in one way or another (whether it be reading someone so hard that they piss themselves in public, trying to kill your ex boyfriend, or making a girl’s hair fallout). They know their worth and they demand that their needs be met. - They care less about looking sexy and more looking polished. They want to people to think they look expensive and high end, even if that’s not the case - These are the people that have a surprising amount of tenacity, they have the willpower to get what they want, whatever the cost. People are surprised by their passion and ambition - These people dress for themselves and they refuse to look anything less than perfection. They put a lot of effort into their appearance and they like to be praised for it - Care more about success and status than the other types and can have a hard time hearing about what they are doing wrong and can’t really take criticism. - They are the ones that hype themselves up every time they walk out the door. They really like having an image (ie. being a bad bitch). - They are willing to burn the whole world down to get what they want and they will look good doing it too.

Cunty- Indifferent yet Impassioned: Luna Lovegood, Amiee Gibbs, Amelie

- Might wear a very specific style of clothes that is tailored to their interests and views on life, is passionate about their friends and can be taken advantage of easily because of their kindness or willingness to see the best in people - Very creative, love all art forms and really like to express themselves through their clothing. It’s often more colorful or abnormal that sets them visually apart from others. - The older they get, the more they learn to appreciate their autonomy and they will fight anyone who tries to take it from them. - They don’t get upset easily and often are very understanding and forgiving. Are visibly strange to other people, whether it be their clothes, disposition, voice, eye movements, or just lack of understanding or context in the given situation - Really likes to go on self dates and wants to learn more about themselves as people, they want to grow as people outside of those they care about, and are likely to find interests in more nature based activities - Appreciates all people and have an easy time seeing all sides of the same coin, seldom do they discredit something someone said unless they are incredibly angered- when they get angry they tend to be bursting at the seams with their frustration and ire- especially because they don’t feel it very often, it builds inside of them and bursts at inopportune moments - Could be laughed at or talked about for their apparent strangeness, purely because they live differently than others and experience things differently. They try their best to soldier on, but it does make them sad to know that not everyone is able to appreciate others as they can. - They are very flamboyant in their approach to life, very animated and aren't able to contain their excitement for things. Because of this they are very easy to read. Don’t ask for much from people and really just want to be happy- they deserve the world.

Cunty- Intense: Toph Beifong, Imperator Furiosa, Sevika, Maeve Wiley

- These are the people that are more scary to others, the ones that put others off for whatever reason. It could be that they wear more avant garde or subculture-based clothes, their general attitude towards others, or just their willingness to whoop ass on any given day - These are the people that get out of bed and chain themselves to a building in protest, the ones that are willing to stage a coup and take down a totalitarian government - They walk around with “I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me” vibes, and nobody wants to mess with them, because they can and will annihilate people - Willing to do the dirty work in order to achieve their goals, passionate as hell and willing to die for their cause - Effortlessly terrifying, big RBFs on these bitches, and it’s amazing. So many people admire them because of their energy, they just ooze the willingness to get into difficult conversations in order to get the job done - They are alluring, though, they make a statement just by being in the room - My loves that are a part of this group are aggressively supportive and willing to fight anyone who dares mess with their people. Are the ones that will slap you to get you to understand your own stupidity. - Unwaveringly aware of their worth and value, understand that they can bring a lot to the table if people would just let them - Part of the reason why they care so much is because a lot of them have been through a lot on their own and had to cope in more unsavory ways for one reason or another. There is no reason for these people not to get infinite smooches from me. - Isn’t able to understand compliance and absolutely hates being seen as weak or being weak, because to them once someone gets to that point they lose their competency. They are afraid to cry, afraid to be emotional, and have a hard time being open about their emotions to others. They aren't able to accept that people may care about them and that they are loved. Just because someone sees their value doesn’t mean they feel valued. - Most definitely Queer.

Cunty- The Full On Lilith Moment: Kat Hernandez, Maddie Perez, Prudence Night

- These are the ones that love to look seductive, bold, and sexy. They may or may not be wanting attention from others- you’ll never know - But they always capture gazes from anyone that looks at them, this is because their energy fills the room, and they seldom aren’t looking to intimidate people in some way. - Very loyal to the people they care about, but can quickly become disillusioned if the people they feel close to disappoint them in some way (rational or not), if they aren’t feeling appreciated, or are betrayed in one way or another. - Goes for opulence and luxury always, they want good quality in all aspects of their life (partners, clothes, shoes, decor, friends, education, living situations, etc.) - Can easily fall into the trap of wanting things they can’t have, or dressing for others so they can get validation. But, you’ll find that they always get to a point in their life where they dress how they want and aren’t going to suffer fools anymore - Sarcasm on point, dry sense of humor, often sits on the sidelines and laughs at the bullshit in front of them. However once it gets too much they will go into the ring themselves so that they can wring someone’s neck. - May have a hard time understanding their value outside of their looks or body. And, they really like to indulge in themselves. On the outside they may seem to be very shallow, but they really care about people and how they feel. They are very empathetic people who can easily be taken for granted due to how much of themselves they put into their relationships- romantic or otherwise. - They know that life isn’t worth living if you don’t feel good in the clothes you’re wearing. These people may spend a lot of time on self maintenance and grooming because they just like to feel pampered - They spend a lot of time with their loved ones and spend a lot of money/time on/with them, they are fiercely protective of their people and causes they care about - Extremely open to different types of beauty and completely understands the lack of diversity in the beauty industry, they are very active when it comes to working towards a common goal, and are willing to shank a bitch if it gets the point across - Will protest and show support for many different movements- especially underserved peoples and will stab a bitch with their heels if they dare to utter a slur in their presence - Will absolutely punch nazis

Cunty- Casual and Tired- but still serving: Tiana, Sarah Bailey, Molly Abrams, Piper Halliwell, Blanca Evangelista, Bonnie Bennet

- This archetype is my favorite, because it references underserved or underappreciated characters in media. The ones that no one appreciates or respects. But, they are all survivors. If something is wrong, they are the ones to get that shit done. - They may look more normal than the rest, they may not always turn heads. But, they have hearts of lions and spirits to match. - People can sense that. Their willingness to fight, their willingness to do what needs to be done. To throw caution to the wind for their loved ones. - The loyalty of these people is ridiculous, they will stand by their people through thick and thin, always the silent protector. - All I want for these guys is for them to get the appreciation they deserve because they are allowed to be taken care of too. There is so much love to go around and they need to start accepting some for themselves - I implore that my loves that fall in this category turn love inwards and stop helping people who do not appreciate your sacrifice, who are not able to see the value you bring to their life - I ask that they focus on their health, to eat food that they like, get enough sunshine, read a good book, watch their favorite movie, see their friends at least once a week, break up the monotony, stand up for themselves at work, set better boundaries with people, unlearn any codependency they may have learned or allowed, give up the toxic things in their life (whether they drink too heavily, smoking a lot to escape their pain, gamble to feel some semblance of excitement, have sex because they feel the need to punish themselves, restrict their eating because they don’t feel like they are enough for people, spend time on social platforms that make them stressed or angry, etc.) - This archetype may be the most outwardly ordinary, but the cuntiest thing about them is their resolution and willingness to get the job done. - Their independence and self accountability shines in the way they treat people. Their vibes are more down to earth but by far the most powerful because they have been through so much, and just spending a little bit of time with them it is easy to see how much they do for the people around them and the amount that they sacrifice. - The love I have for these people is insurmountable, keep on truckin’ all of you. You are loved and respected in this space as long as you give that same love and respect back.

All right, my loves. Have a wonderful day, drink enough water and eat good food! And, always stay safe.

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Amiee and Alice are the last to arrive but that’s to be expected- They had the furthest to travel. Amiee hugs Maria tightly, eager to be on their little trek. She’s the lightest packed out of all of them, and takes Maria and Buffy’s teasing about where her pajamas are with good humor.

Alice seems more nervous but that’s…to be expected. She’s a nervous girl! She’s also the one with the least amount of hiking experience. And wearing a dress. Hm. Oh well, it's not like the hike is that insane.

#The Last Hike #art stuff

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alaffy · 9 months ago

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The Righteous Gemstones, Ep. 3x01 – For I Know the Plans I Have for You

My Lord in Heaven, just how many people has this family pissed off?

In all honesty, I didn’t realize until just recently that the third season had come out. Which is too bad because I really do like this show. That being said, I don’t know how much longer this show can last. While I did enjoy the first episode, the shtick of the three siblings is starting to wear thin. I think we need to see some growth in them. Not a whole personality change, but something to indicate that they can be better. Still, I haven’t watched the whole season so we’ll see.

The episode starts back in the year 2000. Young Jesse is giving his first “sermon” while a Monster Truck is driving around. This seems to be at the family theme park. Amiee-Leigh clearly isn’t liking where this is all going, it’s becoming too much about the money and not about the message. Later, Amiee-Leigh is by herself when she’s attacked by a woman called May-May Montgomery. May-May is clearly trying to kill Amiee-Leigh. Amiee-Leigh runs away and ends up being saved when a car accidentally hits May-May.

Cut to the present and we find that Eli is semi-retired. He’s stepped away from running the church, but he’s still writing books and giving guest lectures. Also, he’s a member of the Religious order the Cape and Pistol, which does seem like it is a made up society (I mean, would it really surprise you if it was real?). He’s also worried that his children aren’t up for the task of running the church. Given their bickering on stage, he’s probably right. Also, given how successful BJ is as head of the welcoming committee and Amber’s marriage program seeming to be a hit, one could argue that they would be better at running the place.

But, before we continue, let’s have a quick recap of where the children are at. Kelvin has started a war on Sex Shops…by buying all their products. Also, are those teens he has helping him?! Anyway, someone points out that this seems not to be the wisest plan and Kelvin agrees.

Jesse feels like he’s running the day-to-day operations of the church by himself (he probably has). Gideon, his eldest, has been injured in probably a stunt driving accident. And Pontius has facial tattoos and is vaping. Jesse, obviously upset that life is spinning out of control and that Amber seems to be successful, thinks that Amber should spend more time at home. Amber is having none of that.

Judy has been on tour for five months. And she totally didn’t do anything improper that could risk her marriage or that maybe her feelings toward BJ has changed. Nope, not at all.

Anyway, we find out that the church is losing worshipers and money. Now, this was to be expected as these things happen during times of change. But they didn’t expect to lose quite as much as they have, nor did they expect one of their biggest donors to decide to leave. Dusty Danials, a stock car racer, was planning on leaving his name and entire estate to the church when he died. That would be 200 million for the estate and 30 million for licensing fees of his name. Well, the siblings realize they can’t lose that, so they try to change his mind. But there’s competition, the Simkins family. They have a rival church and a tragic backstory that they use to get people into their congregation. Dusty decides that the churches should race for his membership. Vance, the head of the Simkins family, and Jesse get into stock cars. Turns out Vance knows something about racing, Jesse does not. Jesse loses.

Meanwhile, Eli’s at a book signing and who should show up but May-May. Eli reminds her that he has a restraining order against her, but she begs him to help her get her sons back. As she’s dragged away, she tells him Aimee-Leigh would have helped. This gets to Eli’s conscious, and he agrees to meet May-May at an abandoned church. We find out that May-May is Eli’s younger sister. Years ago, her husband Peter was sent to jail (we don’t know why) and now he’s been released. It turns out her sons have gone with their father and she’s afraid what kind of life he’s lead them into. She needs Eli’s help to get them back, as she won’t survive without them. Now given the age of these characters, we all know the sons are adults right?

Jesse, meanwhile, realizes that to lead the church he needs to make peace with his siblings. At the very least, they got to be a little more professional in front of the congregation. He makes up with Kelvin and they go to see Judy, who they find making out with the guitarist from her band. Turns out that she and the guitarist have done some things on the tour. They haven’t had sex, but they are being unfaithful to their spouses. The brothers fire the guitarist from the church. They’re also upset with Judy as they know that if this were ever to get out, it would cause a scandal that they don’t need right now. Still, it’s clear they won’t tell anyone what they saw and the three make a pact to be better or some shit.

Then, at the end of the episode, we see that Judy is trying to reconnect with BJ; but it doesn’t seem like she wants to. Kelvin decides to protest against the sex shop, but does it inside the store. Jesse and his goons beat up Vance Simkins.

#the righteous gemstones #Eli Gemstone #Jesse Gemstone #Judy Gemstone #Kelvin Gemstone #May-May Montgomery #Amber Gemstone

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celestialbooks · 1 year ago

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We Both Die At The End - Book Review

Goodreads review:

On September 5, a little after midnight, Death-Cast calls Mateo Torrez and Rufus Emeterio to give them some bad news: They’re going to die today.

Mateo and Rufus are total strangers, but, for different reasons, they’re both looking to make a new friend on their End Day. The good news: There’s an app for that. It’s called the Last Friend, and through it, Rufus and Mateo are about to meet up for one last great adventure—to live a lifetime in a single day.

My review:

Okay so, to be frank, I've meant to read this book for a while. But I guess all the hype scared me? ANYWAY, here's the review.

This book was sad, hopeful, and soulshattering rolled together. Yet I also found myself squealing with joy and laughing. Adam Silvera has such a way with words. This book explores mortality in a new and unique way. I found the format really well written - It wasn't just Mateo and Rufus's story but also everyone else's around them, which I think really added some perspective to the book. I loved the relationships that the main characters; Mateo and Rufus, had with their respective friends. I loved that though Amiee and Rufus were broken up, they still cared about each other. And, Lidia's devotion to Mateo is a holy thing to behold.

Everyone in the book's reactions to Death-Cast is totally understandable. I mean, obviously, people will be thrilled that they can sort out family affairs, but also be despondent over the things they never got to try. Silvera has such a talent for bringing reality to the surface while keeping it light and moving on with the story. I also really, absolutely loved the way Mateo and Rufus were written, as real people with flaws and hopes and dreams. And the twists? Like, puh-lease.

If I could add one thing to this book, I feel like I would've added an after-death thing for Mateo and Rufus, like they get to meet again. BUT, at the same time, I also don't want that?

Again, I positively loved this book and y'all should absolutely give this a read.

Goodreads rating: 3.78

My rating: 4.86

#book recommendations #book review #booklr #booktok #book #books and reading #they both die at the end #mateo #rufus #AAAAAAH!#dystopia #fiction #YA

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Also, any headcanons for any other Raymond crossovers?

Going with your original crossover list for Raymond! 🥺

Amiee Rose Baird

Could be ship vibes after his games but I don’t know if they’d do that because of Lucia? But definitely at least besties?

Grew up knowing each other because of his friendship/relationship with Lucia.

Maybe she’s the one who told him most of Lucy Gray’s story?

Amor

No thoughts head empty besties/older sister/mom-figure vibes because of Cinna starting with Raymond’s game’s? 🥺

Concordia Snow (they have a whole life together but your getting headcanon’s 🥺)

Still not entirely ruling out they could be poly with Finnick 👀

Sometime after Hope and Maude are born, they possibly do a vow renewal type thing but this time they get to plan it how they want?

Elissa Morningstar:

Honestly can’t find that much about info about her?

Could be poly trio with Finnick?

Ginny Cresta:

Ginny is the victor of the 72/71 Hunger Games depending on if it’s the bigger crossover with Hollis and Camden and being the year before him, Raymond was the 73/72?

One of the situations where while Finnick teaches him how to be with male clients, she teaches him how to be with female clients?

Poly trio or besties again?

Raymond’s stress levels are already at an all time high with Katniss & Peeta going back into the arena but he’s even more freaked out by the thought of losing her and Finnick. 🥺

Idk what Ginny is up to in the first have of Mockingjsy but if not captured, will personally fight Coin to get her to get Raymond out of the Capitol?

Lacey Tanner

Poly Trio or besties?

Raymond almost loses his shit when he finds out Snow has been selling her to clients since she was sixteen

Raymond is terrified he’s losing almost everyone he cares about to the arena during the quill again. 🥺

Softest reunion in 13 once he’s awake and has been detoxed from the drugs in his system 🥺

Lux Marcella

Poly Trio or besties?

(Finnick suggests pitching a threesome night with Raymond to show him how a meeting with married clients could go after they’ve taught him how to work with men and women individually.)

“I don’t care you’re a career, why the fuck did you volunteer for the quill?” - Raymond, after the reaping. 🥺

Lysa Undersee

They knew each other through school, his hunting with Katniss and Gale and them bringing strawberries for the Mayor?

She vist’s him a lot once she moves into 12’s Victor’s Village after his games?

Lysa goes farel if she hears Coin doesn’t want to rescue Raymond & the captured Victor’s after quill?

Marisol Odair

Either ship vibes, besties or #1 supporter of Finnick and Raymond/the possible poly trio with Annie?

But either way decides to like him after he’s kind and sweet when he met Annie & Mags for the first time?

Yet again someone who teaches him how female clients are going to be different then being with Lucia?

Raymond’s just always terrified about losing his victor friends to the arena during the quill. 🥺

Marella Flanagan

Listen part of why Finnick likes him is he knows Mags took one look at Raymond after meeting and was like “he’s is my son now” and I feel like Marella would agree to like him after that?

Besties or ship vibes/also supporter of Raymond/Finnick/possible trio with Annie?

Raymond’s own little victor family needs to stop being in the Quill he’s panicking.🥺

Loses her shit when she finds out Raymond got captured after Katniss blew up the arena?

Waverly Coin

Bonds with Finnick in 13, promises she’ll do everything she can to make sure Raymond gets out of the capitol, even before Katniss makes her Mockingjay deal?

Poly trio vibes forming once Raymond is in 13 and recovering?

Vouches for Raymond to be apart of their squadron thing?

Willow Abernathy

Besties even before his and Lucia’s games?

The hang out a lot at each other’s houses in the Village, partly because she doesn’t want him to be alone and end up turning to liquor like Hamitch? (He hates the taste so she doesn’t have to worry about that)

Helps him figure out what his “Talent” is after his games?

Raymond becomes so stressed Willow could get reaped at some point.

Tells him he’s an idiot for wanting to volunteer for Haymitch (and that they both know Peeta would beat him to it because of Katniss.)

#oc: raymond abraham #crossovers #randomestfandomsocs

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JOBS IN FASHION- FASHION DESIGN AND BUSINESS

As I go into the fashion industry I have chosen to look into 3 specialist areas which interest me within the fashion industry.

the first route I want to look into is the one of being self employed as a fashion designer and creating my own label. This is probably the route I am the most interested in as I feel like it is the most me of all of the different job options. I have the creative freedom to design what I want create a brand which is my own and manage others which from past experience through jobs I do well at. I have seen many entrpenures that have launched their own labels but one that sticks out to me and I particularly and I look up to in industry is Amiee smale the founder of odd muse. Odd muse started in September 2020 and came from humble beginnings and actually started in Amiees childhood bedroom. Now the brand which has an estimated worth of 5 million GBP and has been seen on the likes of influencer Molly Mae Hague as well as many other celebrity’s in the lime light.

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in the video above amiee talks about how she began her brand and how one viral post on twitter changed her life forever. She talks about how she began and how it continued onto the brand it is today.

Amiee also blogs a lot of her life and brand development on ticktock which I have found is unique to her brand as I have not seen. She interacts directly to her customers through both her brand account and her personal account. ( odd muse, amieesmalex ) this makes the brand as huge as it is still seem personal which is something I really aspire to be like if I do start my own brand in the future.

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snowblossomreads · 11 months ago

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Day 22: String of Lights

Pairing: Sinclair Bryant x Amiee Huang (OC)

Summary: It's Amiee's birthday and Sinclair makes it a memorable one. Kind of a continuation of Day 12 Giver of Gifts.

Tag(s)/Warning(s): drinking, smut, oral (fem receiving), new kink discovery, age gap, size difference, penetrative sex, just a good time 😌

Word Count: 5.1K

A/N: 🎉🎉it's my kid's bday (aka Amiee's LOL) so why not celebrate it with her having some fun with Sinclair 😉😉. I won't hold you all up with my rambles other than saying have fun : D!

MDNI

She had to admit, as much as she complained about not wanting to be fussed over for her birthday, Amiee was very much amazed when Sinclair led her into a restaurant that made her feel like they had walked into the Victorian era.

Everything about the place screamed opulent, from the dark colour scheme to the tall windows where you could peer out to see people walking about on the streets. There was also a little area in the corner of the dining room where a tiny string quartet was, serenading the guests of the establishment.

The spiralling staircase they were led up to was also glowing with strings of lights that had been put up for Christmas. If one looked up from the stairs, one would be able to see a ring of hanging ivy that held lanterns in them which bathed the stairwell in a comforting warm orange light.

They were then directed to a private room where when they stepped in, a few of her friends and her sister stood greeting the couple with a loud and enthusiastic,

"Happy Birthday Amiee!"

Even though she knew they all would be here, their presence, coupled with the surprise of the restaurant that he had chosen for them, caused her whole being to warm at how much joy was in one room. And all of it was geared towards her.

Once she had a chance to greet everyone, they were able to settle down and have their drinks served to them while they waited for food. There was a toast, dedicated to her before they dug into their respective meals and everyone seemed more than pleased with what they had ordered. For her, a spiced duck cottage pie piqued her interest and it had been an excellent choice. The flavors were familiar to her, yet when they were put together, everything was made even more delicious.

"Sinclair you have to try this it's dead good," she praised as she spooned some of the food up and offered it up to the man who perked up at the sound of more food.

Happy to take a bite of her own meal, he leaned over to eat what was offered before he let out a loud moan at the flavour causing her to giggle. The noise also seemed to pull laughter out of some of the others who heard it, as they weren't quite used to someone who showed their appreciation for food as loudly and enthusiastically as he did.

"Mmm, it is delicious!" He sighed now wishing he had also gotten the same. Granted he quite liked what he had gotten to…maybe he should have ordered both?

"Here have some of mine, it's very good as well...it's almost gone though," he added sadly, looking forlorn at how he was over halfway done with his meal.

Amiee held in the soft laugh that tickled at her as she accepted some of his remaining lamb curry and he was right it was tasty.

"Oh it's good too, the spice is just right for this, and the lamb isn't too gamey!" She praised, knowing that probably everything on the menu was delicious.

With how upscale the place was it better have been.

"Maybe we should order some to go?" She asked with a tilt of her head, and immediately that seemed to cause his mood lift.

"Exactly what I was thinking!" Sinclair beamed as he leaned over and planted a chaste kiss on her cheek causing her face to heat up.

Grinning up at him, Amiee repeated his action, pressing her lips on his cheek and laying her head on his shoulder for a brief minute as they just smiled at one another. This seemed to get a rise out of their dinner mates who made little 'oooh' sounds towards the couple at how grossly cute they were being.

"You guys not in front of our food!" Tina, one of Amiee's friends teased, pulling the couple out of their little moment with one another. "Pipe down over there will ya? I don't think we ordered a show with dinner."

Maybe it was the drinks that were causing her to loosen up, as she was almost done with her second cocktail. It was some pretty-sounding one, the drink, a something rose gold or whatever. The drink was fruity and flowery yet the liquor cut the sweetness just right. Being with her friends, sister, and of course, Sinclair, who barked out a laugh at her friend's observation, was also probably causing her to feel a bit lighter. But whatever it was, it made her feel bold.

"No one's telling you to 'ave a look, mind your business!" Amiee teased back, throwing her friend a cheeky look before leaning over to plant another kiss on Sinclair's cheek.

Everyone seemed to get a bit of amusement out of that as they all burst into fits of laughter, Amiee including as she laid her head back on Sinclair's shoulder. Looking down at her, he gave her a bright grin that she returned before he planted a kiss on her forehead which made her heart twist and squeeze in a comforting manner.

They carried on for another hour or so before one of the waiters came out with a lovely cake topped with berries, chantilly cream, and at least twenty-something candles. When Amiee caught sight of it, she was absolutely buzzing as it neared them suddenly no longer full from the meal they had just had.

"Sinclair is that what I think it is?" She chirped, beginning to bounce subconsciously a little in her seat as he took the cake from the waiter and sat it in front of her.

"Of course!" He cheered after thanking the waiter who scurried away. "We can't have a birthday without a cake! Now come on, blow them out separately one by one," he encouraged with as much excitement as she had. "A wish for each one, go on darling!"

She laughed as everyone cheered her on and she squinted her eyes at Sinclair in a playful glare before she did as he told her to. Though, before she even got halfway done she playfully placed her hand in Sinclair's face causing him to protest as his vision was obscured while she blew the candles out all at once.

"See look all done," she laughed as she showed the cake off to Sinclair who couldn't help the hearty laugh that left him at her being so cheeky. "I'm quite a great blower if I do say so myself."

Realizing what she had said, Amiee slapped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide in embarrassment when howls of laughter peeled from everyone in the room from her slip-up. Had her cheeks not already been red from the alcohol, they were surely on fire now.

She was going to blame it on the drinks and how comfortable she was with everyone, because not even a moment later was she joining in on the laughter, unable to take herself too seriously with them having such a good time and all.

Feeling Sinclair wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close, Amiee leaned over towards him, only for his lips to brush against her ears, causing a chill to run down her spine as his warm breath tickled her ear.

"You are a fantastic blower darling," he purred lowly in that delicious voice of his that had her thighs snapping shut and her looking at him with shock.

Yet, a glint of something else was in their eyes as he pulled away and stared at her with a mischievous grin. Their locked eyes were only on each other for a moment, but it was enough to light her belly up with warmth and desire as she felt a fluttering sensation begin to grow.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm her hammering heart, Amiee turned her attention from Sinclair and back to the rest of the party that was trying to gather themselves. Once everyone had gotten control of their laughter, Amiee was allowed to cut a piece of cake for herself before she let it be passed around.

Sinclair volunteered to feed her the first bite, which was sweet of him considering it took a lot to keep him from digging into food right away. She happily accepted and clapped her hands a little at the subtle sweetness of the cream and how well it paired with the tart berries.

It was excellent, just as the whole night had been, though, it was still young and as they went on, she couldn't get what Sinclair had whispered to her out of her mind. As she licked the cream from her lips, she couldn't help but think of something else that she would enjoy tasting.

Her eyes flicked over to Sinclair who was inhaling his dessert and she felt a pang of desire in her stomach. Well, it was her birthday he wouldn't say no, would he? Looking back down at her cake, she quietly continued to eat as her mind drew up lewd images of them tangled in sheets and writhing in pleasure on his bed. It wasn't a surprise that by the end of everything, her cunt was throbbing furiously wanting to reenact what she had played in her mind.

By the time they had all finished and everyone was waving goodbye, it was past 11 pm and she was aching to go back to Sinclair's place. First, though, she had made sure Angie would be okay getting back to their parent's by herself and the younger woman only laughed and waved her sister off.

"I'll be fine! And by the way you've been staring holes in Sinclair, I think you'd prefer it that way. Have fun you two!"

Embarrassment flooded Amiee once again as her sister walked away from them and she wanted to crawl in a hole for being that obvious. But that desire was quickly overtaken the moment Sinclair placed his hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. It was like flames were lapping at her insides when she looked up at him with glazed eyes that were no longer from the drinks, well maybe just a bit, mostly though it was a desire to be close to him.

"Ready to go darling?" He asked with that brightness that was in contrast to the freezing winter night.

"Y-yeah," she stuttered out, leaning against him as he guided them to his car.

Opening the door and waiting till she was settled, Sinclair closed the passenger side door and got in on his side before they were driving off back to his flat.

Christmas tunes and Sinclair's rich baritone filled the air as he sang along with them, and it was such a sight seeing him bubble with cheer. Yet she was distracted, not by his singing, which was unsurprisingly very good, but by his hands as he shifted gears while driving. It was an odd thing to suddenly be fixated on but she was.

She had always liked his hands and how big they were compared to hers. It was one of the many things she found attractive about him, even if she was a bit bashful when it came to saying it out loud. Being towered over by him always did make her a bit dizzy and when he put his hands anywhere on her she always felt breathless for a moment. They were just so nice and she loved them on her, on her waist, on her lower back, on her thighs, on her neck, on her tits...

A dreamy sigh left her lips and she rubbed her thighs together already imagining the wetness that was pooling in her knickers from the thoughts in her mind. Before she knew what she was doing, she bit her lower lip as she laid her hand on top of his that was on the gear shift.

Sinclair didn't seem to think anything of it as he turned his head momentarily to give her a boyish grin before his attention returned to the road.

They stayed like that for a moment, and when she knew he wouldn't need to change gears again for the time being, she lifted his hand from the gear shift which caught his attention and he looked at her briefly.

"Amiee?" He questioned as she placed his hand on her inner thigh, his warm fingers causing heat to bubble in her stomach at his touch. Slowly she guided him under her dress sliding his hand up, up, up, until he was touching her through her sodden knickers.

"Mmm 'Clair," she moaned breathlessly, rolling her hips towards his touch as he pressed against her gingerly causing her breath to catch and her fingers to grip the side of her seat. "I think- oh, I think, I need a bit of sorting out soon," she managed to breathe out as she leaned her head back against the headrest as he continued to stroke her.

"We're almost home darling," he groaned loudly as he teased her over her clothes a bit more by pushing his fingers slightly into her. His movement caused her to shudder, and let out a broken whine before he slipped his hand away to grab the gear shift as the car began to rattle a little letting him know he needed to shift gears. "Let's not get ourselves killed before we get there."

She whined when his hand retreated, and immediately clamped her legs shut trying to keep pressure on her throbbing cunt that protested him stopping. Thankfully, he had been right when he had said they were almost back because she was on the verge of just jumping him in the car garage when he parked.

It was less than five minutes before they were barrelling out of the car. The cold air of winter did little to dampen the desire that was burning her alive as they entered the lift in the building to take them to his floor.

The lift ride up was filled with tension as Sinclair wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a deep kiss that had her whimpering against his thin lips. His tongue caressed her lips looking for permission that she gave him with no hesitation before. The moment she parted her lips, their tongues were clashing in a passionate dance as they tasted each other's mouths. Tongues licking and searching as they let loud moans of desire fill the air of the metal box.

Hand trailing down her back, Sinclair squeezed her bum roughly beneath her coat and dress causing her to squeal into the messy kiss. Her cunt fluttered at the action and she would have dropped her knickers then and there if they weren't interrupted by the 'ding' of the elevator letting them know they had arrived on their floor.

Quickly they broke apart, breathless and already dishevelled as they exited the lift with urgency and rushed to his door where Sinclair clumsily fiddled with his keys for a second before finally unlocking the door and dragging them inside.

The door closed with a loud slam as Amiee tugged her coat off and kicked her shoes to the side while Sinclair did the same. Neither of them were worried about the mess they were creating and were more concerned about getting to his bedroom lest they ended up on the floor together.

"Sinclair!" She squealed when she turned to him and was being picked up with an ease that had her cunt throbbing as she wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned down to kiss his neck.

He groaned noisily as she peppered hungry kisses against his jaw and face and it was a miracle he hadn't dropped her or bumped into anything as they made it down the hallway. Kicking the bedroom door open, he plopped her on the foot of bed and hurriedly took his shirt off with Amiee taking his lead and discarding her dress to the side.

Before she could take her bra off fully, Sinclair was on top of her with only his boxers hanging on his hips and she let out a noisy groan when she felt his cock rub against her belly as he helped her rid of the pesky underthing. Tossing her bra aside, Sinclair leaned down to take her lips in another desperate kiss, while one of his hands completely covered her breast causing her to arch into his touch. Squeezing the supple skin in his hand, Sinclair went to pinch and pull at her nipple that had her wiggling beneath him in pleasure.

"Sinclair please," she gasped, as he pulled away from her lips and began to kiss down her neck until he was swirling his tongue around her hardened nub and taking the pert thing into his mouth.

She let out another loud whine as she rolled her hips against the bulge in his boxers, electricity shooting in her veins each time he would nip at the bud. He alternated between each breast leaving her breathless and her cunt soaking and wanting the same attention as her soft mounds.

Hearing the neediness in her voice, he pulled away admiring how the red marks bloomed on her chest and he very much considered her a work of art with the way she stared at him with lidded eyes. And he couldn't stop himself from saying just that as he continued to kiss down her belly causing the muscles to clench as he neared the spot she wanted him to be.

"You are a work of art darling, god so beautiful," he groaned as his fingers trailed the waistband of her panties before he dragged them off her in a hurry.

She lifted her hips as he dragged the sodden things off her, and they too were discarded unceremoniously somewhere on his floor for them to find tomorrow.

"Absolutely gorgeous, just like a Monet, or a Picasso," he rambled as he kissed her inner thighs while her heady scent wafted up his nostrils as he neared her core that was aching for him to touch. "Or maybe even one of Le Burn's portraits," he whispered as he nuzzled her dripping opening that had her gasping and gripping the bed sheets tightly. "But," he started pulling away from her just slightly so his voice wasn't muffled. "I think you're more beautiful than anything they could have ever created."

Had her brain not been mush from her desire and they were in a different situation, she would probably have thought him cheesy even if his words made her heart soar as well. Yet, because they were in a more well, sensual moment, it only made her heart beat faster as her opening fluttered from his honeyed words.

She hadn't time to think much of it though, as once he was done with his little declaration, he was diving down towards her opening and began to lap stripes up and down her soaked cunt.

"Oh fuck!" She cried out in delight as a hand went to grip his thick blond tresses as he began to eat her out like...well him. Messy and enthusiastic "Sin-Sinclair oh god yes just like that please just like that love!"

His name on her tongue and her pleas only spurred him on to make her feel good as he lapped at her juices, swirling his tongue against her opening as he began to grind his hips against the bed to soothe the ache in his cock.

Rutting against the sheets, he sucked at her lower lips before pressing at her entrance with skilled digits that collected some of her wetness before he was easing himself into her. A broken moan left her lips at the intrusion as he began to loosen her up, his tongue swirling around her clit and his finger thrusting inside her channel that sucked him in.

One finger became two as he scissored her open and she was sure she was going to explode when he began to hit that rough patch in her that had her hips canting upwards and his name dripping from her lips.

"Right there, right there Sinclair!" Amiee gasped as she rolled her hips in tandem with his thrusts, her insides fluttering, and her channel gripping his fingers as she was pushed further and further towards the edge.

Her eyes closed and her lips parted as harsh pants left her, she was so close, so fucking close. Yet, Sinclair had other ideas because when he felt her body about to succumb to the waves she had been riding, he gave her clit one last lick before he pulled his drenched digits out of her. This caused her eyes to fly open, and a disappointed whine of his name to leave her lips as the fire in her belly seemed to grow with his reluctance to let her finish.

It was quickly quieted by him moving back on top of her and pressing his lips against hers, and she couldn't stifle the moan that escaped her at the taste of her own juices on his lips.

"Not only beautiful but you taste better than any of the wines that France or California could ever make," he groaned as he pulled away and sucked her juices off his digits that glistened with her arousal.

That action caused a stronger pang of desire to wash over her and she was sure if he wasn't in her soon she was going to lose her mind.

"Sinclair," she whined sitting up a little "Please just fuck me already," she pleaded, nuzzling the side of his face desperate for him to calm her twitching insides. "I'm the birthday girl, right? And I want you as my present so please fuck me before I lose my mind!"

Well, she was right. It was her birthday, and who was he to deny the birthday girl what she wanted especially when she had indulged him during his past birthday.

"If that's what the birthday girl wants," he teased, pulling away from her. "Then who am I to deny her?"

Her eyes lit up at his words as she watched him get off the bed and take his boxers off. The moment he slipped the article of clothing off, his cock sprang to attention against his belly and she had to stop herself from crawling over and sucking him off.

Even from where she was, she could see how angry the tip looked and the glistening of precum that leaked from it. It had her even more excited as he got back on the bed and scooped her up in his arms to devour her lips in a hungry kiss.

It was sloppy and wet, as she let him dominate her mouth only to have him let out a whine into it when she wrapped her hand around him and began to pump his cock. Her fingers barely touched when wrapped around him which was a testament to how large he was, or rather how tiny she was compared to him. The thought only spurred her movements causing Sinclair to pull away from the kiss with a throat groan.

"Amiee, fuck, A-Amiee" he stuttered grabbing her hand to keep her from stroking him anymore as he already felt like he was going to explode. "If you keep it up you know I won't make it inside of you darling."

That she could not have, even if she enjoyed the whines he would let out when she would stroke him or suck him off. They were addicting to hear and she was grateful that he wasn't shy about letting her know that she made him feel good. It was definitely helpful their first few times around considering her own shyness about sleeping with him.

"I guess you're right," she sighed dramatically, reluctantly loosening her grip on him so that he could slip away. "Can't have you coming unless it's in me. Be a waste."

"Exactly," he purred, kissing her once more. "Now how do you want me? I think as birthday girl you should get to decide. Unless you want me to decide because if that's your decision then I have to do it because you're-."

She didn't let him finish his question as she pressed her lips against his to quiet him before pulling away and scrambling up to the head of the bed.

Getting on her hands and knees, Amiee lowered her upper body on the mattress, her arse and dripping hole on full display for him as she wiggled her hips at him.

He felt himself throb at the sight of her as he grabbed her waist and got comfortable in between her spread thighs. Gripping his cock, he leaned over her body and lined himself up with her hole, swiping the tip of it against her sticky folds that parted with a wet sound.

"Mmm just like that," she sighed. Her head resting on the pillow she had grabbed to both hold and help prop herself up a little so she would be more comfortable in the position.

He ran the head of his cock over her opening a few times to collect the wetness leaking out of her before he was slowly pushing himself into her tight heat.

A loud shaky breath left Amiee's lip as she felt the burn of his thick length splitting her open and she couldn't stop the way she trembled as he slowly slipped into her. It felt like an eternity as he pulled halfway out before pushing back into her slowly so that her body could get accustomed to how big he was.

He repeated the actions two more times, each time being rewarded with moans that increased louder and louder as he went deeper and deeper with each pass. Until finally,

"Fuck Sinclair," she gasped, her body shaking as he finally slid all the way in her. His body towering over hers as he held her still on his cock while basking in how tight her channel was even with him stretching her out.

The whimpers she let out as her cunt clenched around him were muffled by the pillow that she had buried her face in. She was sure if he stayed still in her for a bit longer she could come just because of the sheer size of him in her and how turned on she was by it.

"Please fuck me please," she begged wantonly, no longer able to hold still and slowly beginning to move her hips back and forth trying to spur him to move.

Letting out a gasp as she slid herself against him, Sinclair decided that it was time to give her, and him to an extent, what she had been pleading for the entire night. Tightening his grip on her waist, he began to snap his hips against hers with such force that she was only able to let out a choked cry once before any other noise was inaudible.

"Yesyesyes oh yes! Sin-Sinclair!" She shouted her voice going up in pitch when he slammed back into her causing her to grip the pillow she was holding as she buried the side of her face into it. "Right there, right there!" Her little sobs filled the room as tears pricked her eyes from how good it felt to be completely full of him.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed around the room along with pleas of 'faster', 'harder,' or her simply saying his name over and over as he fucked her. Her poor cunt was going to be absolutely sore the next day the way he was using her, but it was worth it as after all she had been begging him to fuck her. And now that he was, she didn't care as having him in her was worth the soreness that would come afterwards.

Her thoughts were cut short though when she felt his hand find the back of her neck and push her down further into the bed. A warmth bloomed in her stomach at the sudden action and it translated to her cunt soaking Sinclair even more, evident by the increase of noise that suddenly accompanied the action and her crying out in pleasure.

"Aha!" Sinclair half gasped half exclaimed. A bit of amusement in his tone as if he had just discovered something while he continued to thrust into her. "I, fuck, I read that some women, god, like when their partners are a little on the crass side and ah thought this be a good time try."

What a hell of a time to think about that, was what she would have said if she wasn't being railed within an inch of her life and actually coherent. Yet she was, and when she felt his fingers slip in between them, the digits circling her clit causing her toes to curl and her eyes to shut tight, she knew she was in trouble.

"I was going to ask if you liked it, but I think you've already given me an answer."

She wanted to fucking scream. The way he had pointed the fact out sounded so arrogant even if it wasn't supposed to be that way yet for some reason her cunt seemed to love it.

"Oh god!" She choked, barely having time to brace herself for the orgasm that suddenly tore through her, and it seemed Sinclair was caught off guard as well. A noisy groan was ripped from his lips as he stilled against her while her cunt tightened around him and held him close as he began to fill her up with hot spurts of cum.

Their loud moans and whines slowly began to turn into equally loud pants as they both tried to regain any sense they had left as exhaustion quickly settled in. It was only moments later when Sinclair found the energy to slip out of Amiee, did he roll her over to hug her naked body against his.

"Happy birthday darling," Sinclair panted out, kissing her sweaty forehead that had hair stuck against it. She was too tired to even make a noise as he moved down and kissed her lips. "Make sure you go to the toilet soon though,” he mumbled, as he cuddled her the way she had asked him to after their first time together, finding that he also liked very much being close to her after sex. “Even if the chances are slim, ” he yawned, “I don’t want you getting an infection you know. Those are never fun.”

Trying to make a noise of affirmation she only let out what was a mix of a groan and an 'okay'. She would get up in a minute, but right now, she was too tired bathing in the after glow of her orgasm and more importantly, too focused on the new kink she had discovered in the heat of the moment.

Huh, what a birthday surprise this was.

A/N: Sinclair's love language is making sure you use the bathroom after sex because he doesn't want you getting sick. Love that LOL . But also not only did Amiee get what she wanted for her bday she also got herself a new kink that may or may not have been floating in her head already 🤣🤣. Good for her.

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#sinclair x oc #sinclair bryant x oc #amiee x sinclair #rickmas #rickmas2023 #smut

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Simple lines and great details make this trio of cacti an amazing pattern for beginners. Also, it gives you the opportunity to practice various basic embroidery stitches while leaving room for creativity.

Get Stuck On These Kawaii Cacti

Stitch a few happy cacti with this free and easy pattern collection from author Mollie Johnson at wild olive. Along with these and the pattern design in the set, the same post has a link to a matching set of printable stitching cards so that your kids can also stitch along.

Paint Pastel Cacti with Thread

Aren’t these pastel rainbow cacti lovely? They completely look like they were done in watercolors, which makes sense since they use the needle painting technique. If you have ever needed to try needle painting, this looks like a perfect way to practice blending colors.

Stitch a Happy Cactus

Meet Jolene the cactus. This easy and free paper is simple but looks super cute. The PDF includes different pattern sizes, a reversed version for various types of pattern transfer, and an ultimate guide for suggested stitches.

Add a Decorative Flair to A Cactus or Two

This simple pattern set from slow evening’s embroidery includes two unique cactus patterns that look simple at first glimpse, but once you look beyond the design outlines, you see that a tiny abstract pattern in the background makes this complete design more special. They are the difference between an art piece and basic embroidery.

Make Mini Embroidery Cacti

If you ever saw teeny small embroidery hoops used for making a necklace and thought what you had stitched in them, here is your answer. These free mini patterns of cactus, originally announced in Mollie makes, are perfect for framing in even the smallest hoops.

Show Someone You Care With Cactus Embroidery

This most elegant Valentine’s Day cactus pattern is an iron-transfer pattern, so getting it prepared to stitch is a breeze. And if you wish to stitch it as a cactus design, you can use it all year. The pattern only has to have the phrase “valentine” removed before being ironed to the fabric.

Also Read: 25 Free Cross-Stitch Patterns for Stitchers of all Skills Levels

Final Verdict

These embroidery cactus patterns are suitable for all skill levels – an easy for a beginner or learner (basic knowledge of embroidery stitches is optimal), and a more intermediate or experienced stitcher could easily make it their own. So choose any of the patterns you like and start making them with the help of tutorials and guides.

Source:https://hariguide.com/cactus-embroidery-patterns/

#Cactus Embroidery Patterns

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yarnreader · 2 years ago

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Dealing With Disappointment (4/8/18)

I've been dealing with a hard week. My anxiety has been on the breaking point all week and have been barely hanging on by a thread. I was dreading leaving the house all week and just wanted to hide from the world. More so since Thursday. Our trying to conceive journey has been extended once again and the sadness had set in full force. I've been kind of in a depression fog ever since then. Well, I'm not sure if you could call in depression. I'm more heartbroken than depressed. Yes, I cried the first day or two but now I'm just numb. I'm trying to keep my mind and hands busy. I've put some work into all of my projects, even started a new crochet project. I had also finished a project today too! I got one of the three Jolly Stockings finished. The first being for Jordan. The yarn is Red Heart Super Saver in Camo, Tea Leaf, and Coffee. The hook size is US H- 5.00mm. I've also been reading Illiumate by Amiee Agresti, an ebook loan from my local library. It's a Young Adult, fiction novel about a sixteen-year-old girl who starts working at a special hotel that has some quirks. It's ok so far, but I may not finish the rest of the series. It's not hooking me into it.

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esseastri · 1 year ago

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hold on, I got so many, and all of them can be found on INDIEBOUND or BOOKSHOP.ORG

Romance Novels (these are a little spicy but all are fun!) Fly With Me, by Andie Burke The Fiancee Farce, by Alexandria Ballefleur Partners in Crime, by Alisha Rai Something to Talk About, by Meryl Wilsner The Dead Romantics, by Ashley Poston

Fantasy Novels (some of these are YA, some are not) Deadly Education +sequels, by Naomi Novik Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, by Victoria Schwab Kalyna the Soothsayer, by Elijah Kinch Spector Lore, by Alexandra Bracken The Midnight Bargain, by CL Polk (more ace than bi, iirc, but still!) Girl, Serpent, Thorn, by Melissa Bashardoust Sorcery of Thorns, by Margaret Rogerson the Books of Raksura (series), by Martha Wells

Science Fiction Novels (same YA principle) pretty much anything written by Emily Skrutskie Some Desperate Glory, by Emily Tesh All-Consuming World, by Cassandra Khaw Aetherbound, by EK Johnston The Afterward, by EK Johnston actually, pretty much anything written by EK Johnston The Disasters, by MK England Rebelwing, by Andrea Tang Aurora Rising +sequels , by Jay Kristoff and Amiee Kaufman Heart of Iron +sequel, by Ashley Poston

Stuff that isn't Explicitly Bisexual, but is just generally Queer and GOOD: Witch King, by Martha Wells Nettle and Bone, by T. Kingfisher The Scapegracers +sequels, by Clarke Saint Death's Daughter, by CSE Cooney A Marvellous Light +sequels, by Freya Marske Memory Called Empire +sequel, by Arkady Martine The Unspoken Name +sequel, by AK Larkwood

***Disclosure: I fully admit that I may have remembered incorrectly, and these might not all be specifically bisexual, but they are ALL, DEFINITELY queer!!!***

hey pals.

does anybody have any recommendations for books with specifically bisexual protagonists?

#books #booklr #book recommendations

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sunnyyyyyyyynnus · 2 years ago

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"Traitor."

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Pairing: Douxie x Fem!Reader

Warning: angst, sad ending

A/n: (the is based of off Olivia Rodrigo's "Traitor") This takes place 5 years after the events of Rise Of The Titans, so Y/n is 924, Douxie is 925, Claire, Jim, Toby, Steve, Aja, are 22-23 and Krel is 21 I think.

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You spot it the second you enter the kitchen. Sitting right there on the table; thick, pale pink and off-white...sparkly. It's so obvious that Douxie wasn't the one who chose the design. You pick it off the table, weighing it in your hand just as you're weighing your options: You could ignore it, burn it, forget about it. Or you could open it, see if your worst fears had come true.

You rip it open.

The invitation hits the floor a second later.

You fall into a chair, still in shock, your brain unable to process it.

Burying your face in your hands, you let the tears fall.

And that's how Aster-your cat familiar-finds you when he enters the kitchen a minute later, a sight that breaks his heart. He leaps up into your lap and curls up there, remembering everything that's happened that led up to this. It's been a year and a half since Douxie started acting strangely; It's been a year since Douxie broke up with you, leaving you a devastated mess; It's been a year since Douxie started dating Amiee (Ah-mee); It took three months, but eventually you got better. And now this had to happen.

With a sigh, Aster jumps off your lap and makes his way to the door, planning a visit to Jim and Claire's place. But before he leaves, he turns to look at you one more time, your head buried in you arms which are crossed on the table. You've cried yourself to sleep.

Aster whispers a small "Don't worry, I'll be back soon." before opening the door and stealing away into the night.

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The wedding party is in full swing.

Waiters are walking around with trays of food, uncorking champagne bottles. Couples are dancing. Some helping themselves to food or placing their gift on a round table piled high with wedding gifts. There are people everywhere, chatting, laughing, even yelling. And half the group is surrounding the bride and groom, congratulating them.

You're standing at the entrance of the tent, dressed in a simple outfit, watching the party. Your eyes sought out your friends. You desperately want to see them. Just then, you feel a tap on your shoulder. Spinning around, you see that they had been standing behind you. Jim, Claire, Toby, Aja, Krel, and Steve. They're all looking at you with something close to pity in their eyes. Suddenly, Claire steps forward and engulfs you in a hug. At first, you just stand there, stiff and awkward, but then you relax, melting into the hug. Claire steps back, giving you a small smile which you return.

"We all know it should be you up there." Aja says softly.

You shrug "Then why aren't I?"

No one says anything. You can tell that Claire wants to, but she's keeping her mouth shut.

"Well, we're at a party, we might as well have some fun" Steve suggests lightly before taking Aja's hand and leading her to the dance floor. Jim, Claire, and Toby all hug you before wandering away. Now it's just you and Krel "You deserve to have some fun you know." he says. Bowing slightly, one hand behind his back, he holds out the other hand dramatically, speaking in a terrible Victorian accent "May I have this dance milady?" You snort as you place your hand in his and he pulls you onto the dance floor where Steve and Aja are already dancing. Correction, Aja is spinning around while Steve stares at her with hearts in his eyes. You push away all thoughts of Douxie and his new wife and try to enjoy yourself, but it's hard to do so when the couple in question are about ten feet away from you.

(Twenty-Four. Minutes. Later.)

The D.J picks up a microphone next to him and tests it before speaking into it "Would everyone please move off of the dance floor? It's time for the bride and groom's first dance" Everyone starts clapping as people make their way off the dance floor and form a circle around it. You and Krel walk over to where Jim, Toby and Claire are standing; Aja appears a minute later with Steve behind her, holding a plate of food.

You suddenly feel nauseas and you're not sure if you'll be able to watch the dance, but the song starts playing and you feel all the sickness leave you, replaced by a wave of hurt, rage, and betrayal that you haven't felt in a while.

This was your song, the song you and Douxie would always listen to. You knew it couldn't be a coincidence that this was their dance song; it was an old one and only a very few people from this century have heard it (I don't have a song, okay?! I'm just writing this cuz it fits).

The scene in front of you disappears; You see yourself, standing in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Douxie hugging you from behind, his face buried in the crook of your neck. You see yourself sitting in Douxie's lap, his tattooed arms wrapped around you, the same song Douxie and Amiee are dancing to right now playing in the background. You see Douxie telling you how much he loves you and that someday, he'll make sure that you're always his. You laugh and tell him that you're already his, always have been, always will be.

I always have been and I always will be.

Then the memories change; You see yourself standing in the middle of the apartment you used to share with Douxie, a hand covering your mouth, your eyes screwed shut, tears streaming down your face as Douxie apologizes one more time before leaving.

You betrayed me! And I know that you'll never feel sorry, for the way I hurt, yeah

You talked to her

When we were together

Loved you at your worst

But that didn't matter

It took you two weeks, to go off and date her

Guess you didn't cheat

But you're still, you're still a traitor!

You feel someone grab your shoulders and pull you in the opposite direction before pushing you into a chair. It's only now that you realize that you're hyperventilating. Someone hands you a glass of water which you gratefully accept, downing it in one gulp. Your vision clears and you see Krel standing in front of you, looking extremely worried. Aja and Claire are on either side of him, Steve behind them, while Jim and Toby stand on either side of the chair you're sitting in.

"We should never have come, let's just leave, get tacos or something." Toby suggests "You don't need to tell me twice." You mutter as you stand up. As you all near the entrance, you realize that you left your purse at a table "I'll meet you guys outside, I just need to get my purse" You're gone before anyone can say something.

You find your purse at the table you were sitting at before the dance. You grab it and turn to leave but feel someone staring at you. You turn your head and lock eyes with none other than Hisirdoux Casperan. You stiffen as his hazel orbs bore into your own. "Brown guilty eyes." You scoff and move towards the entrance, but before leaving, you turn to look at Douxie one more time. He's still staring at you.

"God I wish you had thought this through before I went and fell in love with you."

#toa #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #3below #wizards #rott #rise of the titans #toa 3below #toa trollhunters #hisirdoux casperan #douxie x reader #douxie #douxie casperan #toa wizards #wizards tales of arcadia #wizards toa #Spotify #Sunny writes

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sweaterkittensahoy · 2 years ago

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The Righteous Gemstones is what happened if Jim Bakker had actually loved Tammy Faye and not just use her as a tool to gain more money and power.

This is all based on having binged season 1 in a single day, FYI. I have seen nothing of season 2.

Eli LOVES Amiee-Leigh. LOVES. And, my god, John Goodman, the fact you do not have an emmy for this show (and several other shows) is a goddamn crime.

But. Seriously, Danny McBride wrote the an ACTUAL love story between Eli and Amiee-Leigh that is what Tammy Faye Baker DESERVED to have in her own marriage (Jim Bakker can fucking choke).

But even more than that, Danny McBride has said he wasn't writing a show about making fun of religion; he was writing a show about looking at hypocricy, and jesus fuck me, my dude, you fucking nailed it. Aimee-Leigh and Eli are true believers. Kelvin is a true believer. They are surrounded by somewhat-true (I think Jesse means well) to just full-on fucking with you (Judy, my queen) believers. But also, it's not so easily black and white. Jesse grew up the first son of a prominent religious family with fame and money. Judy grew up the first daughter of the same family. And that's a fucking hard difference to experience. Meanwhile, Kelvin shows up later--after the money's made--and is (in my opinion) absolutely coded the queerest southern gospel queer to ever queer but who has not ever activated the queer. And I'm not even sure at the end of season one that he realizes he WANTS to activate the queer. But there's a YEARNING between him and Keefe that fucking kneecaps me for its perfection of queer yearning in conservative religious circles.

I digress.

Look, I grew up an hour south of Branson, Missouri, okay. Uncle Baby Billy telling Aimee-Leigh they were gonna end their tour in Branson made me laugh my fucking ass off. Because Uncle Baby Billy and Aimee-Leigh are what would have happened if Donny and Marie Osmond were fucking snakes.

(Sidenote: I absolutely think that the mainstream LDS is a fucking cult. I think several mainstream versions of Christianity (Assemblies of God) put cult tactics to work to scare people into staying, but if I gotta choose which one to stop before the other, I'm going after the LDS because it IS a cult.)

But the other thing about Aimee-Leigh and Baby Billy is that Aimee-Leigh isn't trying to trick people into giving her money via charisma whereas Baby Billy absolutely IS. He uses his own sister--a true believer--to try and make it happen. And Aimee-Leigh, bless Danny McBride and the writing staff--have her light him up like a July 4th display.

It's fucking fascinating to me that John Goodman has repeatedly played a loving, caring, understanding, respectful, and ADORING husband to women who hold their own power. He did it on Roseanne. He did it on Alpha House. He's doing it on Righteous Gemstones.

And Aimee-Leigh's pre-pilot death doesn't feel gross or reductive. It feels like a genuine grief that's been simmering in a family for a bit. She's remembered with deep fondness and respect. She's noted as being the one to teach the most important lessons (don't turn your back on family) while also being shown--in flashback--of having boundaries (Baby Billy lies to her to try and get her to tour; she finds out and shuts down the tour). Aimee-Leigh is an angel in the eyes of the family because she was a good fucking person. But she's also no longer there to stop them from doing stupid shit.

Why does Baby Billy get to take over the new satellite church in the former Sears in the mall (a fucking hilarious repeated joke I would like to frame, btw). Because Eli is doing what he THINKS Aimee-Leigh would have wanted him to do; give her brother another chance. But we also see in the flashback episode that 1) Eli adores Aimee-Leigh and will do whatever she thinks is best for herself (fucking good) and 2) That Aimee-Leigh utterly understands that Baby Billy is a fucking asshole. No fucking way would Aimee-Leigh, were she alive to have an opinion, agree to give Baby Billy any power within their megachurch structure. Send him cash? Probably. Give him power? Absolutely not.

And that's one of the great things about The Righteous Gemstones. It's not a cut and dried joke about religion or southerners or southern families or any of that shit. It's an in-depth and respectful view of a family. Aimee-Leigh would NEVER want Baby Billy to have power in the church because he's proven he's not in it for the right reasons. But Eli, grieving widower of an adored wife who also adored him, he wants to make space for the black sheep of the family because Aimee-Leigh said, "You should never turn your back on family," and when you're dealing with the memory of someone, it's common to wipe out the common sense caveat of "Unless it's that butthole brother of mine who lied to me."

Beyond that, I could sit here and name so many fucking moments in season one that showed depth and thought from the characters. The one I'll concentrate on for the moment is Jesse's Easter Sunday sermon that focuses on what Judas must have been feeling as Jesus rose from the dead.

Contextually, it's a commentary on Jesse lying about not fucking around on his wife and on Gideon, Jesse's oldest son, hiding the fact he blackmailed his own father.

But also, Easter is the sermon that is ALWAYS about forgiveness. That's kind of the whole fucking bag of it. Jesus died to forgive our sins. So, forgiveness is key to being a good Christian. Except that rather and do the usual sermon about "Jesus died for you, so live for him," Jesse steps on that stage and takes a turn that would NOT be welcome in a megachurch. "How did Judas feel? What was it like for Judas to know he'd done what he did?"

Megachurch audiences do NOT want to feel for Judas because megachurch audiences want black and white morality. Jesus was good. Judas was bad.

But, in the world of The Righteous Gemstones, a hypocrite fuck of a megachurch preacher can step up to the pulpit and give a complicated and interesting sermon on forgiving Judas. Because he is genuinely realizing and questioning why he thinks he's untouchable.

That's why the show is so fucking good. It doesn't mock faith or religion. It jams pointy things against hypocrites and shows that either they learn and grow, or they refuse to learn and pay the price.

I remind you, at the end of this post, that I'm an atheist. I'm not here to convince anyone to get into religion. But I grew up utterly drowning in exactly this sort of religion The Righteous Gemstones investigates, and I will always, always, ALWAYS put my time and hope behind people who seem to be truly trying to do their best, and that's the story Danny McBride and his team are telling.

Even Baby Billy, the fucking asshole, is doing the best he can. He's just literally the worst goddamn fuckboy in the whole shitty system.

#the righteous gemstones #uncle baby billy #eli gemstone #amy-leigh gemstone #gemstone kids #you fucking idiots #i love all of you #megachurches

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