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ibukis-songbook · 3 years ago

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*slides you a 💵*

Fluff/Smut for Asahina, Sonia, Akamatsu, Iruma, and Shirogane letting their male s\o see them:

A. Topless

B. Bottomless

C. Butt Naked

For the first time! (Can’t decide myself, so I’ll let you pick!)

(Also, bonus points if we can her something that’s unique about each of the gals bitz :)

Aoi, Sonia, Kaede, Miu, and Tsumugi letting their M!s/o see them naked/partially naked for the first time

No need to slide me cash, anon, but I appreciate the gift! This turned out to be less smexy and more just talking about the girls’ bodies in, like, an admiration kind of way. That’s pretty on par for me though, as girls make me unbelievably soft, so even in nsfw contexts my dumb little sapphic brain is like “ah. girl. soft. nice.” and boys make me go “bastard man hot and that make me bratty *pouty noise*”. I like boys, girls, and anyone outside of the binary too, because I’m pan! But they have very different effects on me, lol. If you really want a redo, I can make it more smutty for you, just lmk!

-Mod Ibuki

CW: suggestive content, boobies, ass, Megan Thee Stallion reference

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Ashnikko - Slumber Party (Tobee Paik Cover)

Aoi:

I don’t particularly feel as though Aoi is one to shy away from showing her body to her partner

Though I don’t think she’d really flaunt it much either

So the first time you see her nakey is probably because you’ve walked in on her changing.

“Oh! Good morning s/o! Oh, could you hand me my skirt? It’s on the end of the bed.”

She’s not fully naked, she’s in her underwear and a pair of panty hose, but close enough.

She’d be really chill throughout the whole thing as if it’s normal. She doesn’t really feel the need to hide from her partner so she’s not all that embarrassed.

That and she worked hard for this body!! She’s an athlete after all. She has nothing she feels she should be ashamed of.

Oogle her all you want because honestly she’s just gonna get ready for work and leave you blue balled. Homegirl has money to make.

She’ll take care of you when she gets home if you’re still a little…pent up.

In terms of what she looks like, Aoi doesn’t really have much booty, but she’s got some tiddy for her size. Her legs and arms are muscular, and she’s got some ABS, so I hope you like stronk girls (I most certainly do).

Sonia:

Ah, Sonia. Gorgeous Sonia.

I would let this woman end me but that is beyond the point.

Sonia, as a princess, now queen, has only really shown herself in the presence of a lady in waiting (as far as YOU know), and maybe a couple of female friends.

The first time you see her topless is during a heated make out session.

You ask if you can take her blouse off, and she says yes.

When you undo her bra and see her chest for the first time it’s??? Actually radiant wtf??

Then again what else do you expect from Sonia Nevermind?

Her chest isn’t super big or anything, but her boobs are a cute and perky mid-size!

Bitable, if you will.

Sonia is tall and slender, with wide shoulders and hips, a pretty average bust size for her proportions, and long legs. Soft thighs!

She got a little bit of booty! Not a lot though.

Kaede:

Aight but hear me out

Chubby Kaede and Chiaki supremacy

Kaede is shyer about her physique, so I feel like it would be an accident like Aoi, but she would be a lot more embarrassed.

She was hopping out of the shower and you didn’t realize she had just gotten out, so you went to open the bathroom door and…

You are met with the sight of Kaede full-frontal and

Goddamn

Body crazy, curvy, wavy, big tiddies

Biiiiiig tiddies

When I doodle Kaede, based on her height proportions, I draw her bust and other body parts bigger than canon because I honestly just hc her as a bigger lady!

To be fair though, I think she’s taller in the English version than she is in the Japanese version for whatever reason?

Regardless, she’s an hourglass figure with a bit of chub around the waist and she definitely has a little tummy. Also hip dips.

Overall just very squishy and cute!!!

“Oh my goodness, s/o, get out!!”

She chucks a towel at you and you shut the door, but that does not stop the raging hard-on you have from becoming an issue.

Whoops lol

Miu:

BIG OLE BOOBIE

Miu also has some pretty fuckin nice tiddies

And she will HAPPILY whip them out if you ask

Ass too. She’ll drop the panties if you give her anything close to bedroom eyes.

The first time you see her naked, she voluntarily strips for you when things start getting hot and heavy.

Miu is curvy too, but not in the way Kaede is. See, Kaede is chubby. Miu is just kinda squishy.

Both very good. All girl body good. I’m very queer, if you could not already tell.

“Betcha never been with a girl with boobs like THESE, huh s/o?!”

She’s so excited to show off her boobs omg

Tsumugi:

Okay so cosplay can be like hella uncomfortable sometimes

And like, when you’re pressed for time you skip either functionality or aesthetics, and Tsumugi unfortunately dropped the functionality of her cosplay for a convention the two of you went to for the sake of looking good on a short time limit.

Yeah, she procrastinated with this one.

So now you guys are going back to the hotel room and she’s stripping as soon as she gets in the door because the cosplay was getting really uncomfortable.

She just lays on the bed in nothing but her panties and socks, completely forgetting that she’s sharing a room with you.

Honestly though after a full two out of four days at this convention, she was so tired that she didn’t even care.

She’s also pretty tall and slender. Her body type isn’t all that different from Sonia’s, although I see her as having a bit more tiddy and a bit more ass than Sonia. Sonia has more thigh and hip though.

Since she’s tired, the moment is more wholesome-ly intimate than sexually intimate, but the next time you see her like this it is not as wholesome.

#request #c to d #male s/o #m!s/o #danganronpa imagines #kaede akamatsu #tsumugi shirogane #sonia nevermind #miu iruma #aoi asahina

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hinatas-sunshine · 4 years ago

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“Y/N is Mine!”

Oikawa, Kenma, Bokuto, Kuroo

Request: Can I have a head cannon for when s/o has a best friend who hates Oikawa, Kenma, Bokuto, and Kuroo. (Not sure what the max was sorry!) They always try to get s/o’s attention so they fight a lot. Like when s/o isn’t looking they start glaring at each other, always dragging s/o away to do something together, bully each other passive aggressively when s/o is around, stomp/shove each other, and etc. Btw I really loved the giant toddler club head cannon, probably my favorite head cannon I’ve seen😼💕 - @mini222rika

A/N for Requester: WHY WAS THIS SO FUNNY TO ME and sorry I haven’t really set rules to my requests that’s my fault so don’t worry! And thank you I’m glad you liked the Giant Toddler HC! Ur so sweet much love Bby 💞

A/N: Y/F/N* = Your friends name - sorry this took forever and it’s not that good, I don’t think it’s my favorite piece but I love the concept- I’ll probably re write this in the future! Requests are open! 🥳 kithes ❤️

Oikawa:

• Holy crap HES SO PETTY

• Your friend doesn’t really trust him, she loves you she just doesn’t want you to end up hurt

• Oikawa is your boyfriend, so when you started hanging out with him a lot and dragging your friend to Volleyball games - she wasn’t too happy

• You and your bestie hang out every Wednesday night! So if Oikawa tries to hang out with you, you reject him

Oikawa: You should come to my practice Wednesday

Y/n: But me and y/b/n* always hang out every Wednesday

Oikawa: You can miss one Wednesday

• You wouldn’t do that, especially with it being one day out of every week

• You often went out to lunch with Oikawa, and your friend would end up tagging along

Y/n: I’ll be back! I have to go the bathroom

• Things were... awkward

• Oikawa smirking while your friend glared at him, sending a spit ball his way

• When you came back to an intense glaring battle between the two you smacked them both on the back of their head

• It didn’t mean they stopped, they kicked each other under the table, threw stuff in each other’s drinks, and your best friend almost spit in his food until-

Y/n: OKAY ENOUGH!

• They both looked at you, as you glared at them, making both lower their heads in shame

Y/n: Yes! Be ashamed! I don’t see why you two are so mean to one another!

Y/F/N: Because he’s taking you away from me!

Oikawa: Am not! You’re a Wednesday hog!

• The constant bickering between the two never ended and only continued when you were turned around

• One minute they were with you the next your hear slamming on the lockers seeing your boyfriend yelping in pain and your best friend looking around

“His fangirls do be crazy.”

• You sigh and help him up placing a kiss on his forehead, your best friends jaw dropping and him sticking his tongue out at her

• When you catch one of them in the act they automatically get scolded while the other snickers at them

“Oikawa! Don’t step on her!”

“What-“

“Hehehe”

Kenma:

• He seems like he doesn’t care, but he’s ready to throw hands ✨

• When he sees yours best friend glaring at him, he knows what’s about to happen

• He lays his head on your lap smirking at her while her jaw drops

• You automatically run your fingers through his hair

• They were really discreet about how they fought

• The moment your head turns Kenma hisses gives her a warning glare not to mess with him

• Kenma doesn’t care if y’all are best friends he’s going to call her out anytime

• You guys are getting lunch together?

“Y/f/n why’d you step on me?”

• You’re leading them back to class?

“Why are you glaring at me?”

• Overall you sit your friend down while Kenma smirks at her from across the room

• Dont cross Kenma

• You friend doesn’t necessarily hate him, she just thinks you deserve someone who’ll give you attention

“If you game so much why don’t you marry your game instead of y/n?!”

“That’s not legal and that’s weird, what goes through your brain y/f/n?”

• You sigh and hug Kenma looking at your friend

“I know you’re looking out for me, but Kenma is harmless... see?”

• As you lift his face up, his face squished between your hands as he looked confused

“He looks like a fish”

“You look like kuroo’s nasty foot y/f/n but you don’t see me saying anything.”

• They could never not fight 🙈

• There was something about Kenma that bothered your friend, and she was one to take action, and he was only attacking her because she was attacking him

• Kuroo usually stuck around to be amused at Kenma being so fired up, come on Kenma being fired up? That didn’t mean he was always happy with what happened

Y/f/n: Shut up your roots are showing!

Kenma: and your head is as big as Kuroo’s ego!

Kuroo: why do all his insults include me :(

Y/n: I’m not sure... *pats his back awkwardly*

Bokuto:

• BABY WAS SO SAD

• When your friend would pull you away glaring at him he questioned what he did wrong

• When she would tell him you’re busy hanging out with her he was upset

• And Akaashi didn’t stand for Bokuto being upset so while you and Bokuto would invite them places Akaashi would protect Bokuto and You from seeing her seeth at the owl haired boy

• Akaashi protecc yes yes but he also attacc

• The moment your best friend is about to say you two have plans he pushed her face back

“What the hell Akaashi?!”

“Sorry y/f/n, you had a fly on your face.”

• But when Akaashi wasn’t there-

“Hey! Y/f/n! Y/n! Where did you guys go!?”

• She would drag you far away from him before you could say anything

• This would upset Bokuto, which you would walk over to him and kiss his nose

“Don’t be upset! It was a split second!”

• He would automatically light up with happiness he loved nose kisses stop

• You definitely were as clueless as Bokuto, because it wasn’t until Akaashi brought up your friend throwing things at Bokuto that you noticed

• This upset you, you knew Bokuto wasn’t the type to argue back because he wouldn’t wanna upset you or your homegirls 😎

• As much as you weren’t one to notice things right away, you were definitely one to confront people

“Y/f/n. You need to stop being rude to Bokuto.”

“I’m just worried about you is all!”

• You raised an eyebrow at this sitting with her

“I don’t want you to get hurt like the past few times - I don’t know Bokuto but the more I messed with him, I realized he didn’t even bother to respond because he didn’t want to upset you by getting angry with me...”

• You hold onto her shoulders and smile at her

“I appreciate you looking out for me but Bokuto wouldn’t even hurt a fly.”

• You friend ended up apologizing to him to which Akaashi apologized to her-

“I’m sorry I pushed your face..”

“And?”

“I’m sorry I tripped you so you wouldn’t catch up to y/n and Bokuto.”

“And?”

“AND IM SORRY I THREW MY BOOK AT YOU OKAY?”

“Akaashi you threw a book at her?”

“At the back of her head and it was a paper copy so it wasn’t that bad.”

“....it was a thick book....”

“You’re alive with no bumps I don’t want to hear it.”

Kuroo:

• This asshole cuwnfowkfijw

• Niether of them were slick about it, and they didn’t care

• Oh, you have to go study with Kuroo?

“She’s mine!”

“She’s MY girlfriend!”

• With the amount of times they pull you by your arms and use you as a tug of war rope, you’d think your arms grew longer

Y/f/n: She has to come to my house, we have a test to study for *tugs you towards her*

Kuroo: Well Shes better off coming with me because you have no brain and I’m smarter than you *tugs you towards him*

• This goes on for awhile until Kenma just casually grabs you and walks away with you leaving them to argue and confused about where you went

• Sometimes when you force them to both study with you, you watch your best friend throw Kuroo’s stuff off the table

• Or he brings you a coffee and completely ignores her and let’s her go coffee-less

• They weren’t subtle and you had no clue as to why they were so mean to one another

• They crossed the line a certain day when you went shopping with Kenma, Kuroo and your best friend

Y/f/n: Shut it rooster head I’ll sell you so they can chop you up and have you for dinner!

Kuroo: You’re just mad you cant be naturally pretty like me!

• When she smacked Kuroo in the back of the head making him drop the coffee he was drinking and she claimed there was a “bug on his head” Kenma was already 10 feet away from y’all claiming he doesn’t know you guys

• Especially because he saw your fuming face he wanted no part in that

• As the two were bickering you stood over them, angrily with your fists to your sides both of the automatically getting quiet

“One more argument out of either of you and I’ll leave both of you here and take Kenma with me.”

• They both remained quiet and the rest of the trip was peaceful ✨

• Until you got home-

“She was MY best friend first.”

“She was not! Plus she’s my girlfriend that over rules best friend.”

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saphirered · 3 years ago

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I just found your account recently! I love your style of writing, and you portray the characters so well! Can I please make a request (if it suits you!!) for Dorian, Opal and Dariax with a reader when they take a watch together by the fire and the reader tells them they look pretty in the light? Just some soft feelings, words, maybe a kiss...?

Welcome and thank you! Hope you like this one just as much as the others! 😘

(Dorian)

The sounds of the night are accompanied by the soft strumming of strings and a hummed lullaby just quiet enough as to not wake the fast asleep companions, save for you and the bard himself. Someone had to take first shift and neither of you were opposed so you were put in charge of keeping the fire going and assuring nothing would succeed at brutally murdering you all. The latter seems to have become a serious concern you could do without. But at least it gives you evenings like these. Who wouldn’t appreciate a private concerto from your favourite genasi bard?

There you are, seated comfortably on a log staring over the flames, captivated by the melody, the nimble and practiced fingers plucking at the strings with an airy grace, staring into the night. The firelight hits Dorian just right. He reminds you of the sunset, right before the last light leaves the sky, that mix between the blue fading dark, with hints of reflected orange and gold; an image of true beauty. Were it not for that beautiful song keeping you grounded, you might as well have drifted into the ethereal and forgotten your task entirely. You find yourself humming along.

You’re pulled out of your trance by Dorian himself whispering your name. By the looks of it you had missed the first few times he called for you, the song coming to a close shaking you back to reality. Dorian had been a little louder than he intended to and you watch some of the others’ steer. Both of you share a look and hold your breath until you’re sure they’re still fast asleep. He beckons you over, something to say and not willing to take the risk of speaking just a little too loud again so you step over the sleeping bodies and find your way to Dorian’s side of the fire, sitting down next to him on the makeshift bench of a fallen tree.

“Hey, everything alright? Not to offend but you looked a bit out of it. Copper for your thoughts?” Dorian whispers as he absentmindedly plucks at the strings.

“Just deliberating wether you’re some sort of siren in disguise enchanting those who’s eyes fall upon your dashing looks and hear your angelic melodies or not.” Dorian’s very glad it’s dark but the fire still allows you visual of the lovely shade of purple he’s turning at the cheeks. He stops playing and puts the instrument to the side, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side. His plan to prevent you from seeing him so flustered fails as you only get a clearer view looking up at him with a smug grin.

“Is that your way of saying I’m pretty?” The first words may have been a bit more high pitched than he wanted to. You chuckle and feel Dorian’s knuckles jab playfully into your side. It doesn’t deter you from that smug sense of accomplishment remaining.

“Do I have to spell it out for you or would you prefer it in song?” You lean in, grabbing his chin and angling his face down closer to yours.

“I certainly wouldn’t be opposed-“ That’s all you need to hear before you close the distance, placing your lips on his. Dorian’s very happy you can’t see the blush grow or he might never hear the end of it. Your ability to get him all hot and bothered is something he both enjoys and fears but then there’s moments like these where he’s reminded exactly why he likes your occasional smugness.

(Dariax)

Dariax sits by the fire to preserve as much warmth as he can. The night is colder than expected and he had given you his blanket to stay warm yourself. He doesn’t regret the decision because you’re warm and comfy and that’s all worth suffering the cold but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t wish for some more warmth. Clutching his spear tightly to keep the blood flowing he stands sentry like a valiant guardian. Little does he know you’re still awake, or rather, awake again.

You hear the deep breaths being taken, sounds of movement; pacing. You open your eyes and there you are met with a sight you could wake up to more often. The gentle light of the flames highlight and shadow as they move in the breeze giving Dariax the appearance of a protector watching over you with an air of radiant divinity. There’s even a sense of grace. But you also see him shivering lightly.

Dariax watches you sit up and stretch your arms, blanket still in your grasp. You make eye contact and he offers you a smile. You pat the spot next to you on your bedroll and not one to question, Dariax does as suggested, sitting down next to you. You engulf him in the warm layers and feel Dariax relax just a little at the change of temperature. You lean your head on his shoulder and cuddle up against him as much as you can. He puts the spear aside and wraps one arm around you, the other holding the blankets close against himself. While he continues to keep watch you begin to drift off, not fully asleep, but more daydreaming of the divine sorcerer sitting next to you.

“You know you look real pretty, especially in the light of the fire, right?” You mumble and Dariax has to do a double take if he heard that right. Not that he’s not used to people calling him handsome or any variant of the term but more so you speak so openly and unrestrained.

“You sure you’re not still dreaming?” Dariax pushes back a laugh as he leans his head against yours. You’re cute when you’re sleepy and compliments like this from you are definitely something he could get used.

“If I am, it’s a damn good dream but I don’t think I am. You tell me oh-radiant one.” You smile leaning your chin on his shoulder and kissing his cheek feigning innocence and obliviousness. It’s definitely moments like these that have Dariax completely smitten by you and he’s not ashamed to admit it.

“One way to find out?” Dariax pinches you and you gasp. The audacity. You’re clearly awake now. Game over? Not yet. Dariax looks very proud of himself as you swat his arm but put your ‘dreamy’ face back on.

“Hmm. I don’t think I’ve been convinced.” Dariax does not like the mischievous grin peaking through. It’s a look he’s seen many a time and it’s always an omen for something you’re plotting. He fears for what he might have set in motion if you’re seeking revenge.

“Need me to pinch you again?” Dariax asks somewhat hesitant. Sometimes he’s really oblivious and it’s sweet but you might just have to take the lead here or you won’t get anywhere just yet. While Dariax is a very good flirt, being on the receiving end it may just take him a second longer to process. Don’t worry. You’ll help him out.

“I’ve got something else in mind.” You softly place your lips on his. That’s all the explanation Dariax needs. arm around you finds your back and pulls you just a little closer to deepen the kiss.

(Opal)

Opal is tossing and turning. What does she have to do for a nice and comfortable bed? The life of an adventurer is fun and all but she would really appreciate a soft mattress that doesn’t smell of grass, dirt or whatever other surface she has use as a base. Homegirl’s used to the fineries of societies so the life on the road is not and will never be her comfort zone no matter how many times she’s in the situation. She’s used to it though and she likes this life so she’ll accept and embrace every part of it.

Your attention shifts to the human at the sound of moving covers and groans of discomfort trying to find a more suitable position to fall asleep in as you keep watch. With a huff Opal sits up scrunching and readjusting, more like beating her makeshift backpack pillow in annoyance. She tries it one more time, putting her head down but still she doesn’t deem it right. Another huff and she sits up meeting your eyes. You offer her a nod and she grumbles, gets up and places herself next to you.

Grabbing a stick on her way Opal prods at the fire, the flames responding in a small burst of embers but you’re in safe range. Opal relaxes a little having found company in you and something to focus on rather than wallow in annoyance. She doesn’t say anything but the half smile she offers you is enough to make you feel appreciated for just being there.

Opal returns her focus to the flames staring into them getting caught up in her own wandering mind you watch. You can’t help but notice how the flames enhance the opalescent… everything to her, through a beautiful glow. She looks like a living breathing jewel. Just simply breathtaking. Don’t get this wrong, Opal is pretty no matter what. This is simply another angle you had never seen before, the way the light of the fire hits her features just right and how the flames reflect in her eyes, the sparks of ember changing that flow every so often, she’s a true visage.

“Hey, Opal?” She looks at you. “I just wanted to say you look lovely.” Opal lights up at the compliment with a warmth akin to that of the fire in front of you both. She knows damn well she’s gorgeous and looks aren’t everything but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy the compliments you offer her. If anything, she really enjoys it coming from you and makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

“Why thank you. I have to say you look amazing yourself. What can I say, this light does great things for us gorgeous people.” There’s a hint of jest in her voice as she brushes a hand through her hair, pursing her lips with a wink. You hold back a laugh at the joking self-obsessed tone she uses.

“Even the light of a fire dulls in comparison by the shine of the Gem of Byroden.” You hold the back of your hand to your head as if you’re about to swoon. The gesture sends Opal into a muffled giggle fit as you quickly cover her mouth.

“Shhh. Let’s not wake the others.” You whisper. Opal pulls your hands away, checking over the others as she kisses your palms and making sure the others are still asleep. Luckily they are. Unsatisfied with just your hands to kiss she pulls you closer and kisses your lips instead silencing your surprised squeal.

#critical role x reader #critrole x reader #exu x reader #exandria unlimited x reader #dorian storm x reader #dorian x reader #dariax x reader #dariax zaveon x reader #opal x reader #critical role #exu #exandria unlimited

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tomhardydallasstarsgirl · 4 years ago

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FUCK.YOU.ANGEL.REYES

Chapter 3

Characters: Angel Reyes x Black Reader

Summary: You return to Santo Padre after being gone for nearly 15 years. Your life and also others will change. Affecting everything you hold dear including your Mayan MC Family.

Warnings: Swearing, Unprotected Sex, and bodily fluids (Male and Female) Sex/Oral Sex Female and Male Receiving

Pic Credit @angels-reyes

Angel finally lets you come up for air after eating you out again. As you two hop in the car to head over to hospital to spend some time with Mama Sadie. You sit back and watch Angel and your grandmother laugh and carry on for what seems like forever. He even takes her out for a walk during her physical therapy time which melted your heart and defenses even more. You loved his laugh as he enjoyed the dirty jokes your little slip of a grandmother was telling a man who was twice her height and weight. As you watch them interact you receive a call from Bishop.

“Hola Obispo. Is everything okay? You need to speak with Angel? I’ll get him if you need me too”, you ask.

“No sweetheart actually if he hasn’t told you I gave him the next 2 days off to keep you company” smiled Bishop.

“Oh, as in baby sit me right?” you ask.

“No not to babysit. He’s not your daddy Y/N”, says Bishop as you laugh to yourself because as of last night and this morning you’ve been calling Angel daddy non-stop.

“Actually to keep you busy because we have a surprise for you and it won’t be here until two days from now”, says Bishop as your interest is now piqued with curiosity of what it could be.

“Oh, Bishop can I have a guess pleeeeease”, you ask jumping up and down as Angel watches you looking curious.

“No mi amor. We all want to see the look on your face when you see what you have coming”, chuckles Bishop.

“Okay Bishop. So, I can’t ask Naomi about it?”, as you hear Bishop sigh heavily on the phone.

“Did I say something wrong by mentioning Naomi just now?” you ask with concern.

“Uhh no sweetheart no at all. I just think that I’m too old for her” as anxiety rises in his voice.

You had a look of apprehension on your face as your mind went back to the night before. Because from what you witnessed between Bishop and Naomi it was cute, adorable and at times very sexy and most definitely absolutely mutual. Even the phone conversation that he interrupted between you and Naomi to get her off made you feel that they would hit it off.

“So, are you wanting to stop getting to know her because of certain “Differences” you two have?”, you say as Bishop can tell that you’re getting a bit upset.

“No pequeno, that’s not what I want to do with Naomi. I mean I’m feeling her a lot. I mean she’s beautiful, smart, sexy and she funny too”, as he sounds anxious.

It shocked you that the Bishop you heard about while you were growing up was all about his business, ruthless and cut throat at times. But, as you take in this conversation he seemed vulnerable about your good friend Naomi. It almost broke your heart to hear Bishop worrying if he can keep your friend happy.

“Bishop I don’t think you have anything to worry about. My homegirl digs you and you’re all she talks about. To me things can go nowhere but up. And also I don’t want to hear you two having sex on the phone anymore”, you say causing Bishop to bellow with laughter as a clear sign that he feels better after speaking with you.

“Thank you, baby girl for talking me down from that ledge.”

“No problem Bishop. Can you give me a hint of my surprise now?”

“Nope. Nice try novia” says Bishop.

“Can’t blame a girl for trying”, as you two say your final goodbyes.

“Everything alright bonita” says Angel as he walks back with your grandmother.

“Yes, it is. Just got off the phone with Bishop. He needed some advice about something that’s all”.

“So grandbaby been curious to know if have you and this tall strapping young fellow had sex yet?” as Angel goes off with the biggest laugh you’ve ever heard. All you wish is for the ground below to swallow you up as you to run and hide front this conversation.

“I take that back grandbaby”.

“Good. Thank you Mama Sa-”

“He looks more like a big eater to me. Maybe he’d tell you what you taste like too”.

“That I did do Mama Sadie”, as Angel is laughing non-stop now as you stomp off mad.

“Awwww grandbaby come back” says Sadie as she sits back into the wheelchair as Angel pushes her back to the hospital laughing his head off still at you demise.

“Come on Colibri. Baby, Mama Sadie was just messing around” as your granny joins in laughing with Angel all the way back to her private room.

You sit in a chair next to her bed with a pouting look on your face as Angel wheels in your grandmother. Angel helps sit her back into her bed comfortably. You couldn’t help but, pay attention to his attentiveness and caring nature for Mama Sadie. If you’re not mistaken seeing him this way kind of got you all hot and bothered turning you on. Especially since you two haven’t had vaginal sex yet. Hell, you might just ride his dick later on tonight due to the way he took care of your grandmother. You gotta admit that it did upset you a bit how he openly admitted to eating your pussy to your to Mama Sadie. But, in retrospect he is not ashamed to admit his sexual nature out in the open when it comes to you. I’m mean you are so confident of yourself thinking you’ll be able to hold your own against the great Angel Reyes but, you’d hate to be proven wrong again.

After spending pretty much of the day with Mama Sadie Angel waited outside in the car as you were at home packing a bag to spend at Angel’s for the next of days. Heading out to the front door to the car you notice Angel being nosy attempting to open a package.

“Hey, excuse you!! Gimme that Angel right now”, as Angel holds the package up in the air over his head as you try your damnest to get it from him. He laughs at you as he keeps it away from you. You pout as you stop jumping hoping he lets his guard down. Right on time as he does you playfully punch him in the stomach. He keels over as you grab it from him to inspect the contents as you sit the package on the trunk of the car as you attempt to open it as Angel presses his body against yours. Having curiosity of what’s in it. He kisses you on top of your head and wrapping his tatted arms around your shoulders as you take a closer look.

“Here take my knife”, as Angel offers you his.

“Oh, I got my own”, as you pull it from your purse and shake it open as Angel’s eyes bulge wide.

“Fuck girl, where the did you get this fucking knife from?”, as he inspects it.

“My mama got it for me”, as you take it back putting it away.

“Should I be worried?” asks Angel.

“Do you want to find out?”, as Angel raises his hands in protest taking a step back as you laugh at him.

You finally open the box and curious to try to figure out why were sent this package.

“SAVAGE FENTY by Rihanna?” you both say at the same time as you notice a notice inside.

“To my beautiful and gorgeous grandbaby. Also, baby-girl you’re not getting any younger either. Wouldn’t mind that you and that tall drink of water Angel give me some beautiful grandbabies”, you read as Angel laughs under his breath.

“Uggghhhhh Mama Sadie”, you say as you look to the sky wanting to scream as you take a deep breath.

“Fuck girl are those crotchless?”, as Angel attempts to look at what’s in the box but, you snatch it away.

“If you behave Angel Reyes I may do a fashion show for you”, you say as Angel’s face grows dark but, your phone rings as it’s a call from Scarlett.

“Hey honey what you doing right now?”, she asks.

“Trying to tame Angel right now because of a package Mama Sadie sent me”.

“Whoa wait I was sent one too” says Scarlett looking out of the corner of her eye as Riz is anxious for her to open it.

“So basically my grandmother is pimping us to Mayans with sexy lingerie” you say as Angel can’t help but laugh.

“Has Danielle and Naomi called at all?”, asks Scarlett.

“Girl please I’m sure Naomi is walking around at home crotchless for El Presidente right now and as for Danielle EZ is probably enjoying the view or she’s hip deep full of baby brother right now.”

“Say Colibri you know I can hear you right?” says Angel as Scarlett laughs on the phone.

“My bad Daddy” as you blow him a kiss and he laughs rolling his eyes.

“Well I was calling to see if we all could meet up for dinner with the fellas tonight”.

“Sure sounds good to me Scarlett”, we’ll see you in a few.

“And wear something nice please”, she shouts before hanging up with you.

Later that evening Angel dropped you off at a local restaurant as the guys had to handle some quick business at the clubhouse. You met your best friends at the bar having drinks and catching up. Your friends teased and razzed you because what you told them about Mama Sadie embarrassing you and Angel going right a long with it. Especially he openly admitted to her what you tasted like. Oh you were further embarrassed now that your girls are aware of it too.

“Excuse me ladies these are from the gentlemen over there” says the bartender as he pointed towards a table of 4 very attractive men as they all hoisted their glasses in you and your friends direction. You all gave them a kind nod as you all went back to talking.

“Good thing the fellas aren’t here to see this. Especially Bishop”, says Naomi gyrating her hips.

“That hickey on your neck says it all honey. Along with how you walked in here”, says Danielle as you all laughed and howled.

“Scarlett are those Riz’s leather bracelets he always wearing?” Naomi ask while grabbing her wrists for a closer look.

“Yes sugar, Poor baby lost them in a strip poker game we were playing last night”, as you all laugh at her flexing playfully.

“Danielle you been quiet and all googly eyes since we got here tonight” you asked as she jumped being snapped back to reality.

“Huh, What you say?”, she asks looking guilty as he mind been wondering on and on about EZ.

“I can’t help it y’all. EZ has had me scaling the walls away from him last night, this morning and this afternoon. I don’t know what it is that he can’t get enough of”.

“Girl that Punani of yours”, says Naomi as you all clink glasses taking another sip laughing out loud.

Not even a minute later you all were approached by the gentlemen from the table earlier.

“Now why is that we see 4 beautiful ladies all alone”, says the leader of the group as his eyes are fixated on you flashing a big smile as you roll your eyes.

“Actually we are not alone just waiting on our daddies”, says Naomi as you choke on your drink from the surprise comment she just made as if she just read your mind as Scarlett is rubbing your back.

“Well we’ll keep you company until your DADDIES ARRIVE”, as the men attempt to invade you and your girls personal space.

“That won’t be necessary vato”, as everyone turns around seeing Bishop and Riz as Scarlett and Naomi approach them giving them passionate hugs and kisses.

The two other guys step away from you and Danielle not realizing that Angel and EZ are on the 6 as Bishop and Riz watch what is about to unfold in front of them with smiles on their faces and their arms around their ladies.

“BOO!!!”, yells Angel as the two men are startled as EZ laughs at his older brother taunt.

The dudes suddenly notice the Leather Kuttes with the words “MAYANS MC” all four of them are wearing which gives them second thoughts to want to challenge them

“Oh hey guys sorry the interrupting the lovely ladies evening” says the head one as he hurry to pay the tab as they all leave in a hurry.

“Hey thanks man” says Ez as he gives the bartender a tip for the heads up.

“Sorry we’re late. Got a bit hung up at with club business” says Angel pulling you close kissing your lips as you nibble on his bottom one.

You all vacate the bar and sit down to dinner which was a nice change for once. Everyone chimed in on conversations once in a while but, you all were too busy eating in hushed tones and being close to your Mayan men. Angel had his hand on your thigh making lazy circles while whispering sweet nasty Spanish in your ear making you warm around your neck and pool between your legs as you try to feed each other a slice of Chocolate Cake. You hate that you decided to wear a pair of those crotchless panties as you regret it now. Because you swear you can feel your juices running down your thighs as Angel dark brown eyes were watching you. You didn’t want to make it obvious that you were horny and wet as fuck. You wish you could live out that fantasy of you riding his dick while others watch you come apart all over him.

“Hey let me use the Ladies room baby” as you excused yourself in a hurry hoping he doesn’t see anything.

Too bad all seeing eye Angel noticed that the cloth napkin and the seat were both wet as he watched you heading in the direction of the women’s restroom.

“Ladies will you join me please”, as you call your girls to join you but, you couldn’t help notice that smack on the ass Naomi got from Bishop as she giggled. To that passionate hand kiss from Riz to Scarlett’s hand and the ear bite EZ gave Danielle as she laughed running away.

As you used the restroom freshening yourself up you heard your phone chime as Danielle was holding it for you as you flush the toilet fixing your dress.

“Hey Y/N want me to check your phone for you?” Danielle asks you and you say yes with any hesitation assuming it would be something random or regarding Photography inquiries.

“I don’t think it was a good idea Colibri to be wearing crotchless panties when my pussy is wetting up the seat and this napkin you were sitting on”, reads Danielle as you bust out of the stall.

“Damn say what”, says Naomi and Scarlett simultaneously as you try to grab you phone from Danielle as another chime comes in.

“Girl this muthafucka sent pics too”, laughs Danielle out loud as you finally snatch your phone back seeing the second message.

“Damn querida I hope when you get on my dick tonight it gets the same treatment as these two” as you see a picture of the wet seat and cloth napkin as your face warms up.

“HA!!!! I know Angel stretching you out tonight” purrs Scarlett as the others laugh leaving the restroom ahead of you.

Angel pays along with his fellow brothers as you all leave the restaurant. Outside you all make small conversation as you all say your goodbyes.

“Well Naomi and I have an engagement that needs to be sought out”, says Bishop wrapping a strong arm around her keeping her close.

“Sounds more like an Entanglement to me”, you say as she pops you on your ass as you laugh making her blush.

“Is everything good with you two” you ask Bishop as he hugs you.”

“It is sweetheart. I’m sorry for calling you frantic like that the other day. Maybe I got all nervous because I can see myself with her in the end pequeno”, as he watches her laughing at Angel and EZ tease one another.

“No problem Obispo. Glad that its going good for you both” as you kiss him on the cheek while Angel comes up behind you kissing your neck.

“You ready carino?” asks Angel as EZ with Danielle along with Riz and Scarlett leave as you two are alone.

You hesitate as you see Angel’s motorcycle which you haven’t taken a ride on it yet.

“What’s wrong mi amor?” as Angel sees your doubt written all over your face.

“Hey its safe baby. Trust me. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just hold on. I want to see my beautiful Mujer Fenomenal ride with me” begs Angel as he flashes you those puppy brown eyes as you cave in.

“Okay Angel” you say as he hands you a helmet as he kicks the stand upright.

You finally climb on situating yourself firmly resting your small body against Angel’s tall one as he gives his bike a good rev as the vibration courses through your body as a moan escapes your lips as smirks as he pulls off. You grab his waist tighter as he speeds up as he laughs at you. He comes to a stop light as he rests his gloved hand on your thigh giving it a gentle squeeze sending chills through your body sending your senses into overload. You two don’t notice but, there are two vehicles flanking Angel’s motorcycle. One is of a couple and the second car is full of females. Of course, wearing the panties coupled with the revving of his massive motorcycle between your legs and Angel’s touch is driving you insane. All you want to do literally is just get on your knees and suck Angel off until he shoots his seed to the back of your throat swallowing every drop of him.

“Hmm I gotta get you home baby. So I can wear you out all night long. But, first I must do this”, as Angel turns one of the handles to rev up his motorcycle.

“I need you nice and wet for me when I get you home mi amor”, as he revs it again as the people notice your body starting to shake.

“Bitch are you all seeing this shit”, says one chick with all her friends watching and gasp as is Angel getting you off in front of them as you grab onto his Leather Kutte as a smile is plastered all over Angel’s face.

“Damn you see that? He got her coming all over his seat”, says the man in the other car as his female grips the door handle and crossing her legs.

Angel switches the rev pattern as it becomes short and fast as your breathing turns to short gasps. The light hasn’t changed yet as people are walking the cross walk smiling and blushing as your openly reaching your orgasm openly.

“That’s it baby. Come on daddy seat”, says Angel as you pull his body to yourself as he cheers you on.

With one hand he continue to rev the bike and with his other gloved hand he reached around dipping two fingers inside of you.

“Oh shit did he just dip in her pussy just like that?”, says one female in the car with her friends.

“Who want to bet that this muthafucka lick his glove after” says another female as there’s a wager raised.

“Your breathing harder now as the revs come faster as you rock back and forth on his seat behind him as his smirk turns into a full evil smile”.

Too bad you didn’t even notice your homegirls and their Mayan lovers pull right behind you both as they watch you unfold as their men are smiling shaking their heads and your girls are shocked by your unbashful moans as you rock your body against your man not giving one fuck whose watching you.

“I know your so close baby. Ven por papi, Ven por papi, Ven por papi”, as Angel gives his bike a long rev that sends you over the edge.

Finally tight corded rope pops inside you as you let out the loudest orgasmic scream. All the women gasp by covering their mouths as the men looking can’t do anything but smile as Angel removes his fingers tasting you as your body falls against his catching your breath.

“Good girl”, he whispers as he rubs your thigh again as the light turns green as he burns rubber blasting down the street.

But, of course the lady with her man had to light a cigarette while the car full of chicks had to pay the one female that made the wager of Angel sucking your juices off his leather covered fingers. Your girls were all now horny as hell as their Mayan men had to make haste to take them home to find the first available flat surface to put them on.

You both finally arrive at Angel’s as he had to carry you inside his house because of your wobbly legs.

You grab his keys as you unlock his door as he still holding you as he kicks the door closed.

He sits you down as you see his house is dark to only see candles are lit all over and there’s a trail colorful rose petals leading to his bathroom and beyond to his master bedroom.

“Angel when did you have time to do all this baby”, you ask as you can’t believe what is in front of you.

“You have to give thanks to Danielle and the prospect for all this”

“You like it querida”, asks Angel walks up behind you slowly unzipping your dress while removing your heels as he kneels in front of you. His dark brown eyes are fixated on you as he removes your bra and panties. Now you return the favor as you slowly undress Angel removing his leather kutte first. Followed by his shirt and dark jeans. You couldn’t help but, not notice Angel’s upper body as you circle him slowly tracing your finger-tips along his tatted and tanned skin. You wanted to run your tongue along his flex pecs, chiseled abs and those sexy veins popping out on his arms and chest. He kicks off his boots and socks as you remove his boxer briefs revealing his beautiful and heavy dick you haven’t had the opportunity to feel inside you yet as you nervously bit your bottom lip. You hop into his arms as he takes you to his bathroom to see a warm bath was also drawn for the both of you surrounding by tea lit candles. He pins up your hair as he helps you climb in first as he rests his body against yours. The only sounds that are heard are the splashes of water and the rising and fall of each other’s chest as you both bath one another in a comfortable and romantic silence. After you’re both wrapped in towels as Angel walks you to his Master bedroom following the rose petal trail and more candlelight everywhere. You sit on the bed facing him as you pull off his towel grabbing his dick as he hisses through his teeth. The girth and length of his beautiful dick is astounding as you softly grab onto his balls as you give them each a soft kiss as Angel gets antsy. You flick your tongue at the mushroom shaped head of his dick as you lick the pre-cum that comes out as you circle your tongue taking it all. He grabs your hair as you take him deep into your mouth.

“FUCK GIRL!!”, shouts Angel as you start a rhythm taking him in and out of your mouth as saliva runs and your eyes water.

“Mierda. For a person who hasn’t really had sex or sucked some dick you sure is sucking me off like a fucking porn star Colibri” as his words spur you on.

You moan as you suck him faster as you flatten your tongue taking a bit more of him in as you feel Angel starting to tense up as he’s getting close.

“You fucking love sucking daddy’s fat dick like the sweet good slut that you are huh?” as his nasty words had you pooling between your legs again.

His stomach muscles tightened as he let out a deep-rooted guttural groan as hot shots filled your mouth.

“You better catch every fucking drop Cochina”, he says as he catches his breath.

Before you know he has you pinned onto your back as he kisses you deeply. Sending shockwaves through you causing your toes to curl. Flicking his tongue on your neck as he licks a trail around your breasts as he sucks on a nipple as you moan arching from his bed. He pulls you up into his as he lines his dick up to your center. He enters you slowly as the air was suck out of your lungs as you spasm trying to adjust to his size as you squeeze your eyes close.

“Open your eyes baby. Look at daddy as you ride this dick girl”.

You slowly move back and forth against him as you take him one inch at a time.

“Remember keep those beautiful eyes on me baby as you take my dick. Don’t fucking make me repeat again you hear me”, commands Angel as he smacks you on the ass spurring you on to ride him faster as begin to bounce on him as you shove his upper half onto the bed.

“That’s it carino. Ride the shit out this dick like it’s yours baby”, as Angel sits up making sure you keep your eyes on him as the first colliding wave of an orgasm washes over you.

“Yes. Oh fuck yes that was a good one. Keep coming on daddy’s dick” as you almost close your eyes due to that orgasm almost wiping out all your energy. Angel flips you on your back spreading your legs as he fills you up again as you grab his bed sheets.

“Fuck your tight Colibri”, as he starts to move inside of you again as his strokes were connecting with your g-spot as you moan and mewl as he stretches out to his liking as he whispers to you.

“You belong to me Y/N. These beautiful eyes. These soft lips (he kisses them). These long legs and soft arms. These cute toes and soft feet. They belong to me. Your heart. Your mind, soul and body all belong to me querida. You’re mine my love. No other man can make you feel like the way I do. Come like how I do”, whispers Angel as a second orgasm comes as you whisper to Angel.

“Then take it all my Angel. Take all of me daddy. I want you to have all of me”, as you cry out as Angel strokes faster as you dig your nails into his back.

“Fuck me harder my Angel”, you demand as he placed your legs on his shoulders as digs into you pounding you into the mattress as he grabs another orgasm from you as your eyes see pops and bursts of fluorescent lights of the heavens. The headboard bangs the wall harder as he pulls back to back orgasms. You are placed on all fours as Angel lines you up filling you in again burying his dick inside of you as you stiffen up. He fucks you into oblivion as he grabs your hair as skin on skin claps fill his bedroom as he strokes another one from you as tears fall as your crying his name over and over like a rehearsed line in your head over and over. He finally follows you as he grabs your neck pulling you towards him as he empties his essence inside of you as you both tumble onto the bed. His heavy body is on you as you feel satisfied, satiated and sore all at the same time. Angel finally rolls off of you as he grabs a washcloth to clean you up and covers your body in the black silk sheets that are on his bed. He puts on his boxer briefs back on as he returns with cold wine for you and beer for himself as he rolls a blunt to share with you.

He lights the blunt as he takes a hit first and passes it to you. He watches you as you take a pull from it with expertise as you finally expel the smoke. His back is to you as he sits on the floor at the bottom of the bed. You watch the flickering candles against his beautiful tatted skin as you run your fingers through his mane as you kiss his neck. He turns to face you ask he kisses you.

“Hey I want you to wear this mi amor”, says Angel as he removes his golden necklace.

“Whoa Angel I can't wear that. It belongs to you. Also, I notice Ezekiel has the same one”, you say in protest.

“Yeah the same one that Danielle is now wearing around her neck” says Angel as he gets up to sit down in the middle of his bed pulling into his lap as you face him. You notice that the candlelight dances in his beautiful brown eyes as you can’t help but, smile down at him. You have accepted that Angel Ignacio Reyes has to be the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. You felt in your heart that he wouldn’t hurt or take advantage of you as those walls you built guarding your feelings, emotions and heart no longer existed as you gave in to him. He places the necklace around your neck.

“Eres mia Y/N. Te Quiero Mi Reina”, whispers Angel resting his forehead against yours.

“Te Amo Mi Rey”, you whisper to Angel as he slowly removes the bed sheet from you body.

He takes your body again and again through out the night. Sending your body and soul to heightened places its never been and what assumed never existed. Losing count of how many orgasms you both accomplished you both fell asleep holding each other close. @lauraashley93 @claytoncardenasbabymama @sesamepancakes @pananegra

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dream-to-be-frog · 3 years ago

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am listening to pretty woman and will be updating with my thoughts !

this is,,, kind of a banger ?

every day i watch new media ONLY for andy karl but then i love this new media

(does NOT include svu that was evil besides my baby)

ANDY ??????????????

ORFEH ???????????????

this is such a fun upbeat thing actually this is so exciting

samantha barks i have Feelings for you !

her voice really is so pretty ,, anywhere but here is so fun ,, the guitars ,,,,, NICE

i am ONCE AGAIN asking WHERE is the bootleg i am begging i do not have much to trade for it but god i will do anything, huh

me too homegirl i also want to be anywhere but here i hate it here baby

ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG ANDY SONG this is so cute i love you andy karl

i was watching a clip of him and orfeh talking about how they met and it made me tear up they’re so in love they INVENTED ROMANCE huh ??? this is an andy karl stan account i’m not ashamed of that

i am, however, a little ashamed of how embarrassing i am about it i never used to be like this but i suppose it was a long time coming, huh. spent too long in my not like the other girls in high school. was better than in middle school but still had a bit of it and it’s coming back to bite me in the ass !!

i have not seen the movie with julia roberts and i don’t remember how i feel about richard gre

ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH ORFEH

er but he couldn’t be as cute or sweet or nice as andy and i’m pretty sure he’s a little old and was a decade older than julia or something i was doing research and it

IS THIS RODEO DRIVE

OH IT SURE IS

ORFEH I HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THIS IS AJ ORFEH STAN ACCOUNT I AM OBSESSED WITH YOU QUEEN

rodEo dRIVe baBY her voice is so good her voice is so good she is so talented how does anyone sing that good i am going feral girl help i’m hopelessly in love with ms orfeh karl help

who is eric anderson playing i literally have no clue the plot of this besides vague ideas if anyone knows lmk

this is SUCH A BANGER THIS IS SO GOOD FREEDOM ??? YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL ??? UNBELIEVALE I’M SCREAMIJG INTO MY DISCORD THAT IS WHY LESS IMMEDIATE REACTIONS HERE BUT CHRIST

i can’t go back ?? screaming

long way home ?? goddamn

TOGETHER FOREVER ??? BANGER

SNAHJDJDSJVD Y’ALL I’M OBSESSED WITH THIS SHOW ACTUALLY GIRL HELP I LOVE THEM

#pretty woman #pretty woman the musical #broadway #musicals #musical theatre #samantha barks #andy karl #orfeh

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sortagaysortahigh · 3 years ago

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this is super weird and tmi but i read ( and fucking lost it while reading) that ask u responded to and like lowkey i know scent is normal but how do u know if ur natural scent (down there) is like bad

disclaimer: i’m not musty guys i promise but i need to know😭

NO OMG THIS ISNT A WEIRD OR TMI ASK AT ALL! Welcome to todays episode of sex-ed with zoot!

Okay so you should always make sure downstairs is smelling “normal” which does not mean smelling like fuckin roses and sunshine bc vaginas are not meant to smell like that and using products that leave a lasting fragrance on your cooter are bad for your coochie health and can lead to musty smells and bacterial infections.

Remember to practice good hygiene to avoid a bacterial based infection downstairs! You dont always have to shower daily but id recommend buying a pack of medical cleansing bottles (clear w the squirty top) and rinsing downstairs out after getting home, using the bathroom. And if you are using soap downstairs make sure to use unscented hypoallergenic soap and make sure your washing the outside-never put anything but water on the inside besties. Also make sure to wear comfortable clothes and let her breathe to help w ph balance regulation, meaning you shouldnt always wear lace, satin, etc type underwear and you shouldnt be in tight ass pants all day. Also ik its hot girl summer but rhe coochie cutters/booty shorts shouldnt be worn daily-thats bad for your coochie. if you think your ph is off you can def talk to your doctor about that! Or do personal research surrounding SAFE methods, supplements, etc to help balance everything out.

Alright so lets get into this, if you smell fishy or like ammonia downstairs (which guys dont feel ashamed it happens to the best of us) thats usually causes to bacterial vaginosis which is a COMMON infection, symptoms correlate to scent, weird/unusual discharge, itching, and burning while you pee (which could also be a sign of a UTI as well!). Definitely see a gyno if you have a persistant odor like this! And youll know its persistent bc cleaning that area (WITH WATER ONLY CLEAN THE INSIDES OF YOUR COOCHIE WITH WATER!!!) doesnt get rid of the scent and it lingers

An odd like pungent smell thats noy exactly fish and you notice it goes away after showering/cleaning could relate to your stress hormones and discharge interacting w bacteria in the vulva area-so work on destressing and keeping up w your hygiene. Ik people with anxiety also go through periods of “off” scents as well bc your entire body reacts to it-which does include your cooter.

If she smells a little metallic then odds are your period is coming or youve just finished, and after having unprotected (as in no condom) a metallic smell can appear as well bc your ph is off. However if youve noticed a copper smell w spotting or random bleeding that isnt normal/syncing with your cycle then talk to a doctor ab it

Alright if you have a rotten smell that has you like “GOT DAMN WHAT DIED DOWN THERE” that means that odds are something is left in homegirl like a tampon and sometimes a condom-but youd be able to feel the condom more than the tampon. If you suspect its a tampon then bestie its safe to use them fingers (CLEAN FINGERS) and fish that hoe out. Dont feel ashamed either bc it happens.

If your coochie smells like mfin bread or a loaf baking in that hoe then you might have a yeast infection, key indicatirs if headt infections are the smell alongside having like white thick/chunky discharge. Check in with a doctor-i did a telehealth visit w my gyno’s nurse shawty and i described my symptoms and shit and homegirl said it was probably a yeast infection so i just bought monistat and it helped get rid of it. If your yeast infection persists after using over the counter meds ask your doc for a stronger prescription! REMEMBER YEAST INFECTIONS ARE NORMAL AND CAN BE CAUSED BY LITERALLY ANYTHING!

Also probiotics and foods w probiotics in them like yogurt help w stomach health, intenstine health, and vaginal health! So id def recommend incorporating some into your diet! I take ACV baths to help w my ph balance like once or twice a month depending-BUT MAKE SURE TO DO PROPER RESEARCH ON HOW TO DO IT AND IF YOURE UNSURE ASK A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL! Dont forget that smells change throughout the day and its normal! Fresh out of the shower cooter vs cooter thats been in your jeans all day while youre at work are gonna have different scents and THATS OKAY. It doesnt make you dirty or musty or whatever if your scent changes, however it does make you musty if youve known ab a persistent scent and refuse to seek out help to change it. ALSO REMEMBER DIET PLAYS A ROLE INTO THINGS AS WELL. DO NOT LIVE ON JUST FUCKING ENERGY DRINKS AND JUNK FOOD-ITS BAD FOR YOU OVERALL.

#sex-ed with zoot #askies #nonnie #remember you can always send me asks ab this stuff!!#long post

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jiwonsssi · 5 years ago

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— differences, pt. 1

Plot: You are a dancer of his team and, as The Fanfiction's Rule prescribe, you find yourself falling in love with Jiwon. You found yourself falling for every little difference he has. You are heplessly gone. Or not?

Characters: Eun Jiwon/'You'

Warnings: swearing.

A/N: Take a note, this is important part of a story: the 'you' person is under 25-26. Someone older wouldn't probably fit entirely, but since you all are here for nsfw part, there it wouldn't matter ahah

- It's not okay to be that late, right? - you hear someone sitting down right next to you, sighing harshly. Oh how you understand that sigh, - It's already been an hour. I fed up with waiting.

- Are you going to be the one who would say that to him? - you laugh, leaning backwards and the guy near you humps something under his nose, shaking his head, - Thought so.

But the thing is, he is absolutely right. You so fed up with waiting. Eun Jiwon is hella late for dance practice and if this would be his first time doing so, it would be doubtly okay. But the fourth one is getting out of hand. Yet what can you do? Complain to his manager? Complain to Jiwon himself? Being late yourselves? Throw rocks at him, in the end? Nothing's gonna work. Because if he's late, he wanted to be late. You see it in his eyes everytime he apologizes.

Eun Jiwon is not sorry at all.

Somehow you even respect him for his honesty. Man needs to have a tremendous amount of bravery, nerves and talent to be that shameless. Must be tiring, after all.

- And, what are you doing on Friday evening? Perhaps you and Sungha might visit my birthday party. No presents, just bring alcohol and something to eat. So what?

You barely know him. For real. It must one of the first times you two even have a somewhat decent conversation? He's new to the team and in general not really a bad guy (who knows though), but there is something you just don't like about him. And his offer. If he's about to invite every one that he sees, it will be a dirty mess. It's not like you are "homegirl" kind of a person, but being stuckes in a small flat with tons of drunk people in the middle of nowhere is not quite your cup of tea.

- We'll come, - your thoughts on how to say "no" in the most polite way possible were interrupted by your boyfriend, who now stands at the other side of you, leaning to the huge mirror and nodding happily.

- Then party it is, - you answer, making it obvious for Sungha that your 'happy' smile isn't happy at all and murmur 'who likes to rest after the long week anyway' under your breath.

- What did you say?

There is no time to answer the question, because your eyes met a long awaited 'main star' who tries to pretend that everything is okay and he wasn't late for an hour, bowing slightly as part of saying hello. Indeed, shameless.

- What? Let's get to work, the sooner we start, the sooner we end, - throwing rocks at him doesn't seem like a bad idea anymore; and judging by people around' expressions, not only for you.

Actually you don't mind waiting. It's not like you need to endure cold weather, rain, snow, thirst or hunger; you just.. relax. You have everything around, you can eat and drink and chat with someone; just do whatever you want. You just love complaining, probably. And you badly afraid to miss your bus, among everything. It's all fun until you will have to go to your home in the middle of the night by your own feet.

The practice goes smoothly, as it should be. The pros of working with someone who has experience and desire to actually make a performance better are undeniable. Somehow you, dancers, yourselves, cause more problems than Eun Jiwon ever did since you started to train together. Might be because he moves as he likes to; he knows every move and you see it clearly, everybody does. Yet he brought something new in the way he works it; only for himself, in his own style. Nobody does it like him and you understood it perfectly through almost two weeks of practicing together.

Apart from being surprisingly (for you) gifted in dancing, he was the same surprisingly humble sunbae. It's not like you worked with a lot, but the amount of men who caught a star with their short lasting fame you have met amazes you every time.

So overall Eun Jiwon was someone who you never imagined to be a person that he is. Quite unusual, actually.

And the most unusual part in all this is that you were particularly staring at him for, well, more than two hours and he was absolutely aware of this fact. It's not like you were ashamed or felt an urge to blush whenever you have been catching an eye contact, it's just.. weird. Everyone will find it weird; even though you didn't really mean anything. He just happened to stay in your focus while you were occupied with thoughts and work. It's not like you need this practice anyway. As many of you, actually.

The only thing you care about now is that you are terribly missing the last bus. Maybe fifteen minutes ago you had a chance, but now when it's clear that you are going to use your feet while going home in the blistering cold after almost three hours of non-stop dancing and knowing that tomorrow you will need to wake up early, your mood is absolutely destroyed. And so when the practice is announced to be over, you try your best to put on the most pure and happy smile without making your shitty mood visible.

- Would you be able to walk me home? I missed my bus and the subway is closed at my station, please, - you can't persuade your boyfriend to do everything, it's obvious. But you know that he lives near by and doesn't really need to do anything tomorrow, so.. why not try? In the sweetest voice you could ever maintain, of course.

He is nice. He really is. You date him for a reason, in the end. He's just.. the feeling is never perfect when it comes to him.

- Uhm, I.. - Sungha touches his neck, avoiding eye contact and you sigh, letting go of his arm softly, - I'm really sorry.

- It's alright, I understand. I also have a lot to do in the morning, ugh, - he hugs you, placing soft kiss on your temple and then look you deadass in the eyes while telling the most stupid bullshit he could have ever said without any sign of shame.

- Nah, I don't actually, I just promised to go with guys to celebrate some shit and it's already late. I promised, I'm sorry, love, - he smiles and you know that he means no bad. He just.. doesn't understand. It's not his or his friends or your fault; he's just like that, no one can change that except him. And you are not here to teach him manners. Especially when you want to break at least his nose.

- Ok, have fun, - you pat on his shoulder, avoiding his lips with a frown and just turn around to leave.

The same shit was popping up for the the last few weeks and those reasons why you fell in love with him; you don't really remember any of them anymore.

You didn't turn around when he called you, just straight up to the door, trying to surpass the crushing sensation in your throat. No way you will cry because of someone who doesn't care; too many honors. It's just a very bad day. Everything at once and all this.. maybe calling an expensive as hell taxi is a great idea, after all. No money can buy you new nerves.

Shoving your belongings to the tote bag, you desperately try to calm yourself down, because God knows, it's the lowest you have ever been in months. Those days when a fall of a pen can cause a mental breakdown; you hate it. Probably everyone does. It just happened to be today. Not a big deal.

There is nothing more than a comfortable ride home and sleep you are dreaming about. Not even impenetrable ignorance of Sungha bothers you. You'll deal with it tomorrow. Now - a car and a bed.

Yet life is not that simple and we are not in a fanfiction. A taxi? In the middle of the night? Huh. Nonsense. The thing is, no one wants to take an order for such a short and therefore not so profitable ride. Nice. And here you are, standing in the middle of the street in a fucking bone breaking cold waiting for at least someone to accept your order. Thanks God you are at least under a roof of YG Ent entrance. Lights and security. If not cold, you would just sleep here. You will need to come tomorrow anyway.

- Hey, why are you still here? - you hear voice of a person with whom you doubtly want to talk. Eun Jiwon. If not his lateness, you might have been in your bed already. But here he is, standing not far away from you, looking around in the weirdest way possible, - Why aren't you going home? It's late.

- I missed my bus. Subway station where I live is closed. Taxi doesn't want me. Enough? - you didn't mean to sound rude. But you are physically can't make up needed politeness right know; not now, please.

- Yeah, - he's nodding, turning around to leave and, to be extremely honest, now it's pretty much impossible to suppress tears. His back when he has moved in the direction of parking is too much. But what can he do? He's, again, not guilty in not meeting your expectations. Thanks for asking, at least.

And you will not cry now. In your bed, alone - maybe; most probably. But here - no way.

You look at the screen of smartphone again to find absolute nothing. By feet then.

- It's not that far anyways, - you sigh, adjusting your bag on a shoulder when you see a car stopping in a distance and.. it's creepy. You are not a panicking type, but now situation smells like shit and if someone would try to pack you in their trunk, most probably, they would succeed. Even with YG's security. Even with cameras. And lightning everywhere. Not a panicking type, yeah.

But while you were occupied with thoughts on how you should attack them, you missed Eun Jiwon standing in front of the car. You notice him when he starts to speak and it's the third time you want to cry today; just the emotions right now are completely different.

- You are stuck here because of me. And I feel bad for sleeping too much, - Jiwon smiles, pursuing his lips a little and somehow you can't be angry with him. He's honest, it's written on his face, - So I want to ask you if it's okay if I drive you home? As an apology.

And now you see some parallels you never wanted to see. Because your beloved boyfriend is somewhere out there chilling with 'guys' and someone, who's not even slightly responsible for you, is here.

He knows what he did wrong; and Jiwon doesn't slip an empty 'sorry' into nowhere. He apologizes while thinking about what he actually did wrong and how to change that. Such a rare trait to witness.

- I don't think that it's..

- If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't ask, - even in his smile, you see that he's serious about it. It's hard to say 'no' right now. For many reasons.

- Okay then, - it's not like you want to decline a Mercedes ride either, let's be honest. He nods, opening the door for you and muttering small 'thank you', you hop inside, holding your breath for no apparent reason.

It's not like it was your first time sitting in this type of car costs like your approximately two year's allowance, it's just a bit...weird. Yet so extremely comfortable.

Jiwon is quick to seat beside you, driving away quickly. He puts on the heater immediately and you feel your face melting. You might as well fall in love with this car.

- Drop me your address, - you are still pressing your bag to your chest trying to relax when you hear him and you proceed what he means for a moment. What a fucked up day, you feel like a fool all of a sudden and it's not even weird at this point.

- I don't have your number, - now he's feeling himself like a fool and you laugh, glancing at his expression. He manages to look mature and hilarious at the same time. Mocking his fakely irritated 'write it then', you sign his contact as 'Eun Jiwon' and it feels.. interesting.

You send him a location of your home and then watch as he puts it into GPS, clearly not having an idea where is it.

- Does it happen often? - just the moment you manage to relax, Jiwon pushes you out of your wondering of how good it smells without cheap leather odor and disgusting sweet car condition aroma. You think for a minute then nod slowly, because it actually does.

- Not so often, but still, - you steal a glance at him again. It's not like you can stare at anyone with your boyfriend still being your boyfriend, but today is a mess. And Jiwon is certainly a nice sight to look at, - I can go on my own, but I'm tired today. Plus it's hard to grab a taxi from there, plus, - you emphasize it, watching how sights outside the window are a lot more familiar now, - Hella expensive. I don't even know why. They think I shit with money if I am taking a cab from YG? Fucking nonsense.

Jiwon laughs through all your ted talk and it's so contagious, suddenly. You lean on a seat, laughing as well, feeling your cheeks ache a little. Funny how it's light around all of a sudden. Perhaps it's because you feel yourself so distant from all that stress that got into you today? Because Jiwon was able to come and just sort it out without asking. Well, he can't fix Sungha, but the more you think about it, the more you realise that there is nothing to be fixed. Nothing you are able to fix, probably.

So, apparently, Jiwon helped you even there.

- It's not that funny, actually, - you look at him again and you meet his eyes suddenly. You don't even want to say 'watch the road', because for no reasons you are able to trust him with your life and overall you value the fact that he is looking at you more than the fact that you can die. He was holding a gaze for a second and you already imagined imaginations. Sungha, boyfriend, still alive. Stop.

- You were hilarious though, like, - he's silent for a second while he looks for a place to park, - Like Lucy. She also gets furious randomly and sounds exactly like you did.

- You just compared me to your girlfriend? She wouldn't like that, - you laugh because it's really funny. Yet no one was ever sure if he's single or not. You never expected finding out in this circumstances.

- What? No, - he laughs louder, hiding his teeth with his palm and looks at you for a few seconds with those shiny eyes, giggling like a teenager and you can't see a forty years old man in him anymore, - She's my dog.

Did he just boldly compared you to his dog?

Forty years old man, yeah.

You inhale deeply, trying to surpass a laugh and poke a finger at him, silently making your point. Jiwon makes the cutest 'what are you going to do to me, huh?' face, pursing his lips like a five year old boy and.. And you really try your best to keep 'I'll end you' look on your face (Spoiler: you failed). Anyhow, you want to forgive him for this comparison simply because he wasn't sulky about you being totally impolite with him. No fragile masculinity detected.

- This changes everything! - you turn around, opening the door because he literally had just parked and you leave, making sure he understands that you are kidding with this fake offense little perfomance and that he's smiling, when you turned around to wave him before entering the building.

The thing is, when you come home, you are not tired anymore. By any means; if not your mother sleeping peacefully you would probably be loud and hyperactive. And since you need to cosplay a ninja right now, you just lay on your bed, watching the ceiling silently. Perfect ending for a fucked up day.

You hear your phone buzzing and what you didn't expect to see is a message from Jiwon. The day couldn't be any more perfect, but it managed.

You open a short video of little and immensely cute white dog tiny barking at watches that lay on a sofa, buzzing. You even replay it, to seek for the point when he sends another text.

'she got angry with them because they were making sounds'

- Guess it shouldn't have any meaning, right? - you tap a replay with short but excited: 'she's cute!!' and feel your throat clenching suddenly at his instant reply.

'that's why I told that you are just like her'

You are not going to say that you feel like a teenager from some manga slowly falling in love with the main character but that's exactly how you feel.

After adjusting your breathing to normal again, you choose to ignore that (to not to show how fucking excited his subtle complement made you) and text him how thankful you are for his ride and wish him and his furiously cute Lucy a good night. And after some other preparations, you, again, choosing to ignore your actual boyfriend who's trying to call and text you for a good hour already.

You will need to work with him for a month. It's not going to end well.

#eun jiwon #sechskies #fanfiction #imagine

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anxious-acushla · 6 years ago

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gertchase 1-20 bc i wanna see how you’d interpret these questions haha

OMG THANK YOUU!!! (My obsession should not be encouraged but I am so honored)

Who tries to start talking conspiracy theories at 3am in bed rather than sleeping? Gert. Hands down Gert. She can't sleep and she's so anxious she won't let Chase sleep either. Isn't this canon? haha

Who puts items on the lowest shelf possible to make the other bend over? Gert. Homegirl loves dat ass.

Who has the the other as a background on their phone? Chase. Proudly. And it's probably something cute of them cuddling in bed or something I've totally tried to manip something like this but can't make it work omg whattttt Gert sees it and loves it but she doesn't do it but she's also the person that when she's not stuck in her own head and can rationalize that Chase should be able to sleep even if she can't, she stays awake and flips through pictures of them together on her phone and it keeps her calm and makes her happy.

Who drunkenly tries to fight a bush? Chase? Because he thinks he's protecting Gert and he's very adamant that she, a sober person, believe and acknowledge that he was protecting her. And she's like "okay Chase, sure Chase" as she's trying to get him home.

Who leaves cute post-it notes for the other? Gert. She doesn't realize just how cute Chase thinks they are. They're stupid reminders...little shows of her anxiety in "don't forget to bring..." "your mom's birthday is next week, did you get her anything?" "good luck at your game tonight! see you after!"

Who falls asleep on the other? BOTH. Sleep is like the only pure thing they have left. Gert is constantly falling asleep on Chase because she doesn't sleep at night and her anxiety is exhausting...and he smells good and she likes the way he holds her so she does it on purpose. Chase does it by accident. He's trying to stay awake to be with her but he's so damn tired and Gert doesn't mind because her favorite way to read a book in bed is with Chase's head on her shoulder.

Who sneaks in candy to the movies? Gert because she refuses to pay the ridiculous prices. Chase quietly encourages it because he loves watching Gert be ridiculous over such a small issue.

Who sneaks up behind the other and kisses their neck? Chase. ALWAYS. Because of the height difference. He can't help himself. She's easy to spot in a crowd. She pretends to be embarrassed but it's secretly her favorite thing. She is WEAK for his neck kisses.

Who steals the others fries? Chase. Gert pretends to be offended but she loves it. It's another excuse to fight with him. Occasionally she'll return the favor.

Who saves little things from their dates? Gert. Lots of ticket stubs from movies and museums. Receipts from food trucks and coffee shops. So many articles of Chase's clothing that she stole when she was just supposed to go over to Chase's to study and ended up "getting cold" and falling asleep.

Who always is always cold? I SWEAR I DIDN'T SEE THIS OH MAN Gert obviously. As I said, even if she's not she pretends she is. LOTS OF PRETENDING WITH THESE TWO. And Chase pretends he's annoyed by how she constantly borrows his sweatshirts and never remembers to bring them back but he loves it. Her in his clothing is one of his favorite things.

Who gets the most competitive? BOTH. Over the dumbest shit. And the entire group is soooo over it. They can't roll their eyes enough. And Gert and Chase are so oblivious. Like go away if you don't want to hear about who's going to do better on the physics exam. (Spoiler alert: Gert tutored Chase even though he really didn't need the help and she's secretly hoping he does better than her because he's been working hard...meanwhile he knows she'll do better because she's just smarter when it comes to practical applications...and also it's another excuse for her to "tutor" him. BUT AT THE SAME TIME THEY BOTH REALLY WANT TO WIN. IT'S COMPLICATED.)

Who is the first to bring up marriage? Chase. He wants the family he never had. Gert also doesn't believe they need to be married for things to be official but she does it for him because she knows what it means to him...and she secretly loves the idea of being Chase's wife. She's only been thinking of it since she was, like, 5.

Who suggests “Netflix and Chill” only to fall asleep before the Chill part? Gert. She wants that D but she hasn't been sleeping well so she can't make it.

Who pays for the dates? This is a constant argument. Chase wants to because that is how he was raised but he also wants to respect Gert so he'll let her pay for her own but he REALLY struggles when she wants to pay for him. Then Gert reminds them that they're from Brentwood and the money is probably their parent's anyway so their argument is moot and they should just shut up and enjoy the food they ordered.

Who pulls the other into the closet for a quickie? Both. Gert is not ashamed about what she wants and when she wants it. Chase tries to be a gentleman and keep his feelings in check but he gives in because he can tell Gert wants him and he definitely wants her and sometimes she refrains because she likes watching him take control.

Who gets overly invested in reality tv shows? Gert. But sometimes they'll be driving somewhere and it's silent and Chase, out of nowhere, is asking questions about the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy that Gert made him watch and he's clearly bothered meaning he's secretly invested too. But he'll deny it. And Gert loves it.

Who fakes being married to get into the other’s hospital room? Gert. And Chase is like "you told them we were married?" *heart eyes* and she's all casual like "yeah, who cares, how's your concussion you lax bro idiot?"

Who burnt dinner after having a dance party while cooking? Chase. He’s in just his underwear and Gert can't stop laughing. Needless to say, dinner is forgotten completely.

Who makes the coffee in the morning so the other can sleep a bit long? Chase. Anything to give Gert more rest because he knows it's the only time her mind is truly turned off.

#gertchase #perfect couple is perfect #OMG THIS WAS SO FUN #I AM SO HONORED #thanks girl!!!#larajaen

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stardust-and-blades · 6 years ago

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You know what, the shit with voltron was an experience and is good fuel for the future.

you know why? Because this is an example of what NOT to do and the next generations of writers (aka US) are going to actually give a shit about representation and loving character. Like, bITCH, I already have oc’s and they go through shit but will be developed and loved and happy in the end and not kILLED OFF LIKE SOMEONE.

Also if there is another reboot of voltron (which lets face it, 20 years down the line there will be I mean there is already a new Resident Evil being made) writers who actually give a shit will have control.

Also Allura lived and ruled the altean colony, Coran didn’t have to outlive the people he loved, klance is canon bc really IT WAS THE LEAST FORCED RELATIONSHIP, shay and hunk are married, and Shiro is actually given proper romance with that one dude or adam lived. Fuck canon you can suck my DICK.

Not only am I going to write fix it fics but I’m going to continue writing our boys and give our homegirl allura a proper farewell. I’m done with the writers, but I’m not done with the characters.

I honestly wonder if season 8 was rushed and they had a different season 8 in mind but the studio was like “no we don’t like this well developed plot scrap it and put shitty endings”, but who knows.

Lauren Montgomery, De Santos, I really had hope in you guys. I did. But you have officially lost my trust as a viewer, a writer, and a lover of space. You promised us gold and you gave us bronze. I hope you learned a lesson in all this: that gay representation matters, people of color matter, and you in no shape or form have an excuse for this half baked piece of garbage you call a finale.

My creative writing professor says one thing: write as if it is your final draft. Write for the audience, write for you, but don’t forget development is important. Pacing is important. Never publish or turn things in half baked, because you are depriving yourself from development and gems you could be creating. You had beautiful diamonds and rubies and emeralds at your fingertips, but you pushed that aside for an actual steaming heap of human feces.

This isn’t hate. This is critique. Because we all know you have the capabilities to write good and you know the definition of representation. Look at seasons 1 through 3, you had perfect execution, bonding moments with characters, and fantastic forshadowing. You took the clone shiro theory and made it great. But you gave up at the end because you didn’t want to conform to what the audience truly cares for. You threw away the love of story telling for PR and money; for survival.

and I, for one, would be ashamed of myself if I wrote such a finale as you did here.

ashamed.

Happy endings are NOT cliche. Character development is NOT filler, and plot is NOT the most important thing when there needs to be a balance of both plot, character development, and pacing.

Voice actors, you had no control. Though I wish you didn’t give us false hope, but maybe it was the job that made you say those things. Maybe you believed in LM and JDS as much as we did. I just hope you guys fulfill better, more worthwhile shows.

Shania signing off, wishing all voltron fans well, and waving a big middle finger to the writers and studio.

#shania speaks #VLD season 8 spoilers #voltron s8 spoilers #VLD #voltron #dreamworks #ill laugh if they ever see this since im not tagging them #but if they did hi yes you done fucked up and dont play the innocent card bc guess what #if the majority of your fanbase isn't happy that doesn't mean there is something wrong with them #there is something wrong with you.

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boofmont · 6 years ago

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- ̗̀ * ( liana liberato + cisfemale + she/her ) have you seen ( saige beaumont ) walking around campus ? they are a ( 20 ) year old, studying ( linguistics + criminal psychology ). we hear they are in ( theta sigma eta ), and can be ( passionate & irrational ), maybe it’s because they are a ( cancer ). they sort of remind us of ( drunk stick n' pokes at 2am, avoiding cracks in the sidewalk, the familiar riff of an old song ), maybe we can find out more ! ( jamesy the fool + 20 + EST + she/they ) * ̖́- + newspaper photographer, campus tour, swim

lmao hi here’s my final baby she is the love of my life i’ve known her for 8 years i think and she’s come a long way sdfkgh please love her as much as i love her. if i was fictionkin i’d identify solely with her (and she’s not even a self insert ! wow !) **IM STILL ON HAITUS UNTIL MONDAY BUT I HAD THIS READY TO GO LMAO**

TW: ALCOHOLISM, DRUG ABUSE? MENTIONS.

gen. info

full name: saige alouette beaumont

nickname(s): she...doesn’t have any in this timeline but PLEASE, she LOVES nicknames. she’s a nickname slut.

b.o.d. - july 7th, 20 whole yrs old.

label(s): the hedonist, the icarcian, the reveler, etc. etc.

height: 5′7″ thank u very much !!

hometown: thibodaux, louisiana

sexuality: firstly when aren’t my babies bi as FUCK (minus aster). but she also prefers masc-presenting folks

biography

the only child of a world renown fashion designer named manon lévêsque (surname kept b/c Branding) and US lieutenant general robert beaumont

manon’s brand is like...on the level of chanel, and dior, and shit, y’know??

manon’s...obv french, very french. born n raised in france.

robert beaumont comes from a very southern family, all located in louisana. also french, just more...american.

they’re fucking loaded

saige’s childhood wasn’t the...Usual, childhood. they moved around a lot as due to both of her parents’ jobs. (’cos robert wasn’t ALWAYS a 4-star army man smh)

the longest they’ve rly stayed in one place (minus saige’s ucla yrs) is like...two yrs, tops ??

due 2 that she didn’t rly make...a lotta friends?

but when she DID , it was always the most interesting ppl she could find

but her parents were always SUPER strict

it was like they came together purely to mold the perfect child

like, they controlled where she went! what she wore! who she interacted with! what she watched or read or listened to!

she’d have bodyguards on her when her parents were busy, not nannies

she was taught all the proper things ladies were to learn, like cooking and sewing and ballroom dancing, and more

she was also taught how to drop a man to his knees in less than 10 seconds and how to shoot a gun, but that was it in terms of self defense skdfgh

eventually saige got bored with a life of being carefully watched and attending military balls and fashion runways

how do u surround a girl w/ so much culture and expect her to not want to experience life for what it is?

she learned how to dodge guards in order to go canoeing in the full moon with strangers she’d met five hrs prior, and how to blend in at festivals filled with throat-melting sweet drinks

she almost landed in a tabloid at the age of 15 for sneaking out w/ a boy three years older and her parents paid a lot of money to hide it.

no matter how much they tried to keep her rooted, saige always found a way to bend the rules and escape her lil golden cage

like they even had her homeschooled w/ the best tutors one could pay for n she still yeeted tf out whenever she could

born for the party life t b h

they decided that the best course of action to deal w/ her was to finally keep her in one place so they p much made her go to ucla lmao

homegirl did NOT want to go at first, just ‘cos she HATES being rooted to one place, is used to traveling the world and seeing shit and learning other cultures n shit, y’know ??

but then she joined theta sigma eta lmao n the parties ??

fucking amazing

it didn’t take a lot for her to be convinced to stay, esp ‘cos her parents didn’t quite realize...how big the party scene is

(not like they could’ve sent her to like...harvard or smth...homegirl’s smart but not THAT smart lmaooo)

unfortunately, saige has piss poor self control; and this was too much freedom for her. she was being Too Wild

anyWays the summer before her current year (i ... think she’s a sophomore ?) she went to a particularly wild party and somehow ended up at one of her mother’s collection launch parties w/ a pal of hers !!

and she totally embarrassed her mom !! in front of everybody !! being lil’ ol drunk n freshly 20 yr old !

after that saige was NOT welcomed at home (wherever home was, at the moment, that is). she wasn’t DISOWNED ‘cos that’d be HORRIBLE for the press n god, imagine the media ?? it would worsen it all

but she wasn’t allowed at home. wasn’t allowed with them. wasn’t allowed to see them unless at events they specifically ordered her to come to for press reasons

doesn’t really...know where she’s going to go in the summer ‘cos the summer she Fucked Up she lived out of hotel suites and friend’s couches. n like yeah she can just Buy a place or smth but ?? commitment ?? adult decisions ?? christ !

nobody knows her parents have essentially kicked her tf out and aren’t even talkin’ to her, ‘cos homegirl’s ashamed

it isn’t rly hard to hide it tho ‘cos her parents still give her a shit ton of money LMAO rich privilege

but it can’t fix how absolutely hurt she is

the alcohol , however, COULD

started partying more, and more intensely, and didn’t stop when the parties did

alcohol became part of her diet.

irish cream in her mornin’ coffee, coke n rum at lunch, vodka and like...23 packets of crystal lite in her hydro flask during lectures

without alcohol, she suffers terrible withdraws and those turn her into a completely different person

noBoDy KnoWs

or if they do, they don’t realize the extent of it! just how bad it is! ‘cos she’s a big ol’ faker

she’s fine it’s FINE

personality

i actually have...traits i’ve written for her

positive traits:

kindhearted, optimistic, energetic, dreamy, charismatic, intelligent (to...a degree, lmao), active, charismatic, sympathetic, amiable

negative traits:

naive, dumb (to...a degree, double lmao), self-destructive, spiteful, stubborn, defensive, inattentive, unstable, loud, reckless

but ANYWAYS

if she wants to do smth, she’ll do it

there’s no way to talk her outta whatever she has set in her mind, even if it’s fucking STUPID

‘cos she’s stupid and we love her for it

uuuUuUuUuUUUUhh

she’s a vegetarian, loves animals too much 2 do it

has adhd but she’s not medicated ‘cos her parents suck n young girls r always severely under diagnosed ‘cos doctors also suck

she’s allergic to cats, pumpkins, and penicillin

loves cats

she does her own stick n’ pokes, n will do ur stick n’ pokes if u ask. Loves doin ‘em, but she can’t draw for shit LMAO

however ! she does play three instruments:

piano, violin, n bass guitar

hates piano w/ a burning passion ‘cos she was p much forced to learn. thinks violin is lit as fuck. bass guitar? her fav thing ever. did it as an act of rebellion.

also, even tho she’s just....a whole ass dumbass, she knows like...four languages

yes including english

anyways she knows uUUuUH french, spanish, n latin (for funsies)

is also learning mandarin, german, n irish gaelic (for funsies)

is a big language slut, essentially

and a uh...slut in general

like she just rly loves everybody

she’s SUPER friendly, super confident, like...the best gal to know, ‘cos she’s got sm energy n if u don’t talk a lot ? that’s fine ! she’ll talk for u ! even if u don’t ask her to !

but yes she’s not like EASY but she’s easy

she’s had a few short-term relationships and even fewer long-term relationships

and she doesn’t ! have commitment issues !

doesn’t like getting hurt but also ! she will fall in love w/ anybody !

(i’m kidding every time i’ve ever played her in all my years she’s always, always attracted to like...grumpy tough ppl. that’s her type. do u sell drugs? she loves u. do u get into pointless fights and have constantly bruised knuckles? she loves u. did u sell ur soul to the devil? oh, she rly does love u.)

actually thinks rly low of herself but would NEVER let ANYBODY know that ‘cos god forbid

just keep smilin’ :)

probably uses finger guns

skateboards into EVERYTHING she’s fucking CLUMSY and stupid

will wear gucci on top of her thrift finds (stop going to goodwill if ur nearly a billionaire u dumbass)

that being said she’s not always........aware? she’s not shallow but she’s kind of just...she’ll throw her money at u if u can’t afford smth, and like...doesn’t know how taxes work? and also...doesn’t know how poor ppl go on living?

like she’s highly dependent on her money

she has three fucking cars ‘cos she just thought they were PRETTY

one’s a pick up truck w/ LED lights, one’s the literal car from the princess diaries, and the other’s just a real fast sports car

totally does illegal street racing but ? only sometimes ? mostly for funsies rly doesn’t care abt money at all LMAO

she’s...not very independent

she’s got an addictive personality, y’see?

does MANY drugs, like mdma (ecstasy? molly?), coke, shrooms, acid, the marijuanas. i think that’s it.

a lil bit of a cokehead but only at parties okay uwu

idk how but she always manages to be laidback and yet also super energized at the same time. she just truly, does not give a single shit

also i said she was dumb earlier and like...TRUE

excels at english, history, etc. etc.

but as soon as math or science is involved? fart noise

bad shit

hate it

she can’t focus on shit she doesn’t like so like...that doesn’t help

in other news, she can be best described as a DRUNK TINKERBELL

as she was originally a pixie. it’s suiting

she’s ... almost ethereal

will tease u. will act like she’s known u for years. this is normal for saige.

she’s just rly BUBBLY and FUN okay ! pls love her

like pretty please

she’s my best muse by far and i’ve been rping since 2010

OH okay so like fun fact: her mother still sends her pieces that she hasn’t released yet so saige’s closet is filled w/ clothes she will nvr wear ‘cos she refuses to in order to Spite her Mother

also will GIVE these EXCLUSIVE UNreleased articles of clothing to her FRIENDS as GIFTS as a big FUCK U to the MAN (mom)

she’s just a dumbass

wanted connections

ok so gimme a blackmailer who knows abt saige’s like...issues, n instead of tryn to help her they use it to their advantage to get whatever they want from her :^)

also a TUTOR ‘cos she’s stupid in math n science

party pals like do i even have to explain

childhood friend(s) or like...acquaintances ?? she’s traveled for so long

da PLUG gimme her DEALER

ex boyfriend(s) - she loves ppl, sometimes too much. were they in love? maybe not. did she get bored? did he? who knows?

i mean same applies to girlfriends

just ?? a dude who has completely caught her attention. saige finds him SO INTERESTING for some fucking reason. reminds her of travelling, reminds her of her years of exploring. reminds her of a lotta things, rly. he might b a good person. or ! he might not !

random hookups - past ? present ? fwbs ? one night stands ? i’ll take them all !

best friend - y’know. her ride or die. celeste. i mean there can b another, but celeste. try n compete w/ celeste.

other close friends!

fake friends!

frenemies!

(also am a big slut for the on-and-off relationships where theyre both horrible for each other n it’s not.. Good , but they can’t stop ! they won’t stop ! it’s not abusive but it’s toxic just ‘cos they’re both fucking enablers smh breaking up n getting back together all the time)

bad influence ? good influence ?

roommates ??

#uclas:intro #i hope this formats right on mobile lmao #anyways gimme a like n i’ll hit u up #eventually

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astereaholloway · 6 years ago

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- ̗̀ * ( sophie turner + cisfemale + she/her ) have you seen ( aster holloway ) walking around campus ? they are a ( twenty-one ) year old, studying ( botany + entomology ). we hear they are in ( theta sigma eta ), and can be ( opinionated & daunting ), maybe it’s because they are an ( aries ). they sort of remind us of ( abandoned greenhouses, spinning bike wheels , iridescent pocket knives ), maybe we can find out more ! * ̖́- + habitat

i yeet’d holliday for this child o’ mine pls love her bc i love her sm i’ll prolly change her fc to sophie turner as soon as i get tired of cropping gifs of saoirse but enjoy her face for now sksksk. like this n i’ll come to u!!

tw: fire, death, cancer, etc. etc.

gen. info

full name: aster holloway

nickname(s): n/a, give her one n she’ll cut you probably

b.o.d. - april 1st.

label(s): the hellcat, the minefield, the connard, etc. etc.

height: probably like 5′7″ or 5′8″ tbh

hometown: inglewood, california

sexuality: chaotic. lesbian.

bio. info

hasn’t had the most......stable, life

born to dahlia verbeck, a botanist, wildlife conservationist, and volunteer firefighter whose presence was very well known in south california’s environmental scene

to keep a long story short, she married maverick holloway; a sleazy low-rank cop with a smoking problem and an obnoxious personality when she was 19. he was nearly twice her age. nobody knows why she married him, or why she tolerated him

the relationship was by no means abusive, but it was lackluster

this led to dahlia having a one night stand, and baba boom baba bing, aster was conceived

the only one who knew that the child wasn’t maverick’s was dahlia’s twin brother, donovan, whose career was p much the exact same as dahlia’s

they were basically both mad scientists; when dahlia started slacking because of her pregnancy, donovan would kick it up

like ykno the twin scientists in bioshock infinite ?? that them like they were eerily alike, always finishing each other’s sentences. nightmare fuel.

the only difference was that donovan was considerably less intense than dahlia b/c dahlia was the kinda lass who would set fire to your car

anywAYs so aster was born and everything was fine n dandy until she got a lil older and it suddenly became clear that this child was absolutely not maverick’s at all because they looked. nothing alike. like u know when u can just tell ?? yeah. yeah u could tell

maverick left dahlia afterwards and it was essentially up to her to raise aster alone. donovan had his own wife and kid to take care of and sort of backed down from his career to do so. house dads ftw

aster grew up knowing her dad as some ‘deadbeat no good’ simply bc dahlia was bitter

also grew up as the kid who would hold worms over another kid’s face and taunt them w/ it. so like, playground bully. that was aster. she’s not ashamed of it

she was often left on her own to do her own kinda shit b/c her mom was always busy out in nature n’ shit but aster never minded; loved her mom a Lot

aster’s life changed when she was nine

her mother had been doing research out in the ~wilderness~ with donovan, after months of convincing him of doing this one last project with her~ when the wildfires started

it spread so fast, and they were already too far away from the road

it took them two months to confirm that the twins were dead

rather than leave aster to maverick, elaine--donovan’s wife--took her under her wing and moved across the country to boston alongside myra, her daughter

elaine always held a resentment towards aster because of her mother, but never did anything about it--it was just always, sorta, implied ?

but myra and aster got along swimmingly despite being polar opposites

aster was p much a feral child, and myra had been receiving etiquette lessons since birth, practically--like, literally

elaine put them in the same hobbies but aster always found ways to be wildly different from the ~standard~

myra learned cello and flute, aster started up on bass and drums (breaking both instruments, repeatedly, for many years)

elaine forced dance onto the both of them, and whilst they both excelled at ballet--aster switched over to a more free-flowing dance as soon as she was able to

(that and when elaine tried to put aster in sports instead of dance--figuring her fiery nature would be put to good use--aster managed to get kicked off of every single team of every single sport she tried b/c of her aggression. theyve had to fight a few lawsuits after aster’s broken a number of noses and sporting equipments)

myra was learning two languages, aster? dyslexic and could barely read english as it was; science made sense to her, however. plants? especially.

people confused myra and aster for twins nearly all the damn time, despite only being cousins, they were so alike and yet so opposite

that was, of course, until they got into a nasty spat when they were seventeen

it was something about dead parents and resentments and yadda yadda; it didn’t end well

aster wound up running away......all the way back to los angeles.

n i mean like......homegirl literally managed to run away across the gd country w/o getting caught or murdered

by the time she arrived in los angeles her aunt was sort of like ‘fuck it ur almost 18′ b/c....aster was nearly 18 by the time she arrived in the city, and elaine contacted maverick who in which found aster

aster did not want to go with him, after hearing stories about him just being no-good

but at that point, maverick was one of los angeles’ head detectives with a beautiful apartment and a beautiful wife and a beautiful dog and just kind of living his best life ?? after dahlia’s death he had really cleaned himself up y’kno

aster still kind of resented him but that was more of an inner thing

anyways she started attending ucla b/c her mother attended ucla, but her mother wasn’t a part of a sorority

it was one of those spur of the moment decisions and like nobody knows how aster ended up in theta sigma eta b/c she’s like a grumpy grandmother

but like she dun’ did that

we stan

a year ago maverick was diagnosed w cancer and has been in the hospital battling it ever since, aster is admittedly effected by it but like would never tell anybody ever

she doesn’t really tell anybody anything about her life, like, it’s a gd mystery

uuuuuuuuh aster works in a floral shop as a florist and grows her own shit ranging from fruits, vegetables, weed, shrooms, uh opium poppies yeah she Does that

it’s organic n fresh n shit like the devil works hard but aster works harder

she doesn’t really ~sell~ too often b/c she’s kinda selfish w her stash but it’s some top notch shit when she does

no she doesn’t grow in the floral shop she’s not Stupid

aster inherited some of her mother’s properties Out There so she drives up almost everyday to take care of her plants

uuuhh fun fact, aster’s part of a dance like...company, kind of? but not really ? outside of ucla b/c she hates being involved in school shit besides habitat for humanity

personality

v v v harsh tbh

she won’t beat around the bush, usually...brutally honest, tbh?

like lbr she’s kind of a bitch too

just v offputting at first b/c she tells it like how it is n doesn’t rly care abt ur problems

doesn’t go around lookin’ for new friends but if you’re tight w her then she’ll probably die for u like she’s v loyal

but if u wrong her like even once she’ll drop u and treat u like right shit

she either feels intensely or nothing at all n that’s like. smth u have to deal w/

she’s v v v chaotic neutral, bordering evil--really works in her own favors

became a botanist after her mother bc she admired her mother more than anybody else

not saying that being vegan is a personality trait

but

aster’s a vegan

n just super hardcore into saving the earth n shit?

litter and she’ll break ur nose, basically

v into sustainable living n shit. rides her bicycle everywhere if she can, rly rarely drives, doesn’t do fast fashion at ALL

v v passionate, will argue w/ u until u admit she’s right even if she’s painfully wrong

like super stubborn, v opinionated, assumes the worst of u immediately

a lil cynical, but is more realist than pessimist

BIG FUCKING GAY

like so gay

she’s not Out-Out but she definitely doesn’t hide it, just doesn’t think it’s necessary to be like ‘im gay’ every 5 minutes n doesn’t think it’s necessary to let ppl kno she’s gay b/c shes just like....its my business

kinda bitch to flirt w dudes for fun in order to lead them on, get them to do things for her, etc. etc. just to disappoint in the end

this is big dumbass energy b/c that’s how u get stabbed

unless aster stabs u first

kinda gal who’ll key ur car if u piss her off during a class debate, but will also stick thumb tacks into ur wheels n shit too

like.....i said she’s spiteful, right? b/c she can b so spiteful

really, genuinely, has no regard for other ppl’s feelings

her music taste is either heavy rock or straight up like grimes/die antwoord there is no in between (prolly listens to billie eilish tho)

owns a pet tarantula n yes she has it in her dorm n Yes she brings it out n plays w it n shit her name is stevie nicks n u better respect her

big slut

would never cheat on u but also probably wouldn’t date u in the first place bc she’s scared of like....being in a relationship b/c all of hers are p much on the rocks

probably carries around a pocket knife at all times

probably bought said pocket knife from a dude in an alleyway for like $5

myra also goes to ucla and theyre 100% still not speaking but that’s bc they’re both too stubborn to go to each other but like lbr aster misses her cousin

v unruly, nvr brushes her hair, usually got dirt on her clothes bc she’s prolly been digging in gardens or stealing flowers or some shit

bright side is tht she always smells like flowers

theta sigma eta is lucky b/c she cooks her own meals w her own fresh veggies n shit n she always makes too much food n like ? so good

but anyways she’s also got like no manners okay she’s so impolite

uuuuuuh god i dunno what else

wanted connections

ride or die

other friends of varying closeness

ex-friends ???

...like somebody she’s into but also...not into? v conflicted feelings

on-and-off-agains bc their relationship is awful n probably toxic but it just. hurt so good

ex-gfs

ex-hookups

boys she’s led on

boys she’s currently leading on

flirtatious encounter gone wrong [not clickbait] ??

enemies

enemies but gone sexual [not clickbait]

buyers of her products - either weed, shrooms, or opium teehee

roommate

give her somebody she was a uwu soft crush on but would nvr do anything abt bc gross romance !!

alternately, unrequited crushes of any sorts

fellow gays b/c gays always end up knowing each other

party pals

frenemies ??

sdfgh give me her dad’s trophy wife pleathe....it’d be so funny

childhood friends tht knew her b4 she moved to boston so like...ages 0-9

childhood friends tht knew her after she moved to boston so like...ages 9-17

or acquaintances bc she was....a mean one

A TUTOR just b/c she can rly struggle w her dyslexia

#uclas:intro

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rwbyremnants · 7 years ago

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THIS CHAPTER: Fluff and hugs.

NOTES: This has been a great little project. Most of these fics are collabs, but this one I did all on my own (even if it was intended as a gift for PenpalPenny - and don't worry you'll see some work from her eventually!). Thanks for all your reviews! Hopefully this short little tidbit to wrap it all up is the icing on the cake you all wanted. Until next time! -NBW

=EPILOGUE

“THERE you are!”

Looking up from where she was trying to stash her suitcase in the very top shelf of the closet, Yang grinned to see the dark-haired girl striding into their room. She looked great, well-rested, and her skin even more tan than usual. Maybe she hadn’t been talking to her a lot while they were on separate vacations, but she had definitely missed her homegirl.

“Hey, Blake! Just… gotta get…”

“Here, let me help,” Blake Belladonna laughed as she jogged over to help Yang push the bulky thing upward. “Shit, it’s… okay wait… there. Got it!”

“Good!” Standing back, she watched it for a moment to make sure it wouldn’t fall, then grabbed one of the plastic hangers that she hadn’t quite put all her clothes on yet and used it to push the corner in a little better. “There.”

“So where were you this morning? Thought you were supposed to get here earlier than this! Almost worried you dropped out or got off-campus housing or something!”

Grinning at Blake’s obvious pleasure that her roommate was back, Yang went to the remaining pile of clothing on her bed and started sorting through them. “Got held up at home. Mom wanted to do some last-minute bonding shit. I think she felt my absence being gone half the summer, because she’s been doing… I mean, not a lot more mother-daughter stuff, but more than she used to before now. Kinda weird.”

“Probably still snaps at you over nothing, though,” Blake commented as she went back to her own side of the room. Everything was already mostly situated, including her teetering ‘to-read’ stack of books on the nightstand. “Or is that not still a thing?”

“Nah, it is. But… it’s like, she’s doing it, but she’s also catching herself doing it and stopping before it gets worse. So it’s getting better, just like, slow.”

“Ohhh, gotcha. Good. I mean, it’s good, right?”

“Yeah, sure! Well, except for this weird moment when I was giving her a footrub...” She waved a hand back and forth, as if hoping to dispel the topic of conversation. “Nevermind. Let’s just get settled in.”

“How weird is ‘weird’?” Blake insisted. She should have known she wouldn’t get off that easy.

“Not that weird! Just, like, for a moment it reminded me of something that happened in California. Not a big deal, I got over it pretty fast.” That might have been a slight stretch of the truth, but she didn’t want to go into details, anyway.

Nodding her acceptance, Blake plugged her phone into her charger and then walked back over to help Yang. It was great to see her again. Maybe they weren’t besties, but they had become very close during the previous year. After their initial roomie-discomfort faded, they had formed the kind of casual friendship that let them treat each other like sisters, more or less.

Even though that word took on a different meaning for Yang lately…

“My vacation was super boring,” Blake sighed as they started hanging up her clothes together. “Italy itself was fun, but Mom and Dad wouldn’t stop asking about Sun, when they were going to get to meet him, why I wasn’t showing them pictures of him, blah, blah, blah… oh, and yelling about my grades, and trying to micromanage. Like, why?”

“Right? I got a little of that from Summer and my Dad, too. Not that bad, though; since I’m kind of the long-lost kid, I get a little bit of a pass. Plus they have that whole ‘L.A. chill’ and aren’t mean about much of anything to begin with.”

“Sounded like you got a lot more than that from Summer,” Blake muttered out of the corner of her mouth. Yang bumped her with her hip. “What? Don’t blame me - you made it sound that way!”

“Don’t give me shit! And I told you that in confidence, so quit throwing it around all over the place!”

“Hey, our dorm room is not ‘all over the place’, is it? Besides, you keep dodging around the deets!”

“I could do that to you - why aren’t you showing them any pictures of Mr. Wukong? Hmmmmm?” As she crammed her giant panda into the far corner of her bed, she smirked over her shoulder. “Don’t want them to know you’re dating a Chinese track-and-field jock?”

Pursing her lips for a moment, Blake put the next dress on the hanger with an unnecessary flourish. “He is the pole vault king. Show some respect. And it’s got nothing to do with him being Chinese or a jock. Just… none of their business.” Then she glanced down at the dress and back up at Yang. “Is this yours?”

“Yeah. What about it?”

“It’s… really cute. I just never see you wear stuff like this.”

“Oh…” Her smile was a little shy. “Well… yeah, I tried on a few things while I was down there. And, I dunno, just… starting to feel braver, maybe.” Her father’s goodbye came back to her, and she couldn’t help smiling wider. It had been a great trip overall, as bittersweet as thinking about it was now.

“That’s great to hear,” Blake told her honestly, hanging it up and giving her a little hug. “You know I got your back. And you’re fucking gorgeous, so anybody who wants to be a transphobic ass to you has to go through me.”

Hugging back, Yang patted her a few times before they released and went back to get more clothes from the bed. “You just want me around because you keep hoping to get another look at the D.”

“Hey, blame me. Yours is pretty great; if it weren’t attached to my roomie, I’d be on it like Adderall during finals week.”

As they laughed and finished stashing the clothes, they chatted and caught up on each other’s lives a little. Most of it had been covered in texts before now, but it was still nice to talk in person again. Sorry as she was to leave her family - especially one of them in particular - she was glad to get back to her life on campus, and to her teammate and friend. As silver linings went, this was a pretty great one.

Blake was just waggling her eyebrows at Yang and holding up her new swimsuit, causing Yang to snatch it and throw it in a drawer of her dresser, when there was a knock at the door. Glancing over at Blake, who only shrugged to show she wasn’t expecting anyone, she walked over and yanked it open.

“What’s- OOF!”

That was all the warning she had before Ruby Rose-Xiao Long, of all people, was crushing her as tightly as her little arms could manage. Yang sputtered and tried to recover, to think, to breathe, but everything was proving to be impossible.

“RUBY?!”

“I got the right room!” she piped up, hopping up and down and making Yang hop up and down along with her to keep from being knocked over. The twin halves of the heart-charm necklaces jingled together noisily where they collided between their chests; seemed neither of them could bear to go a day without wearing it. “Oh, I was so worried I’d be knocking on a random stranger’s door, and they’d think I was a spaz, and the campus police would throw me out and I’d have to prove I belong here - and I don’t have my ID yet, they were supposed to mail it I think, but it never showed up, and it’s stupid to have to pay a replacement fee when I never had one in the first-”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down!” Yang laughed weakly, pushing her back to arm’s length. “I’m… what are you doing here?”

At that question, she took a step backward, looking more full of energy than Yang had ever seen her - which was saying a lot. Arms spread wide, she announced, “Meet your new fellow Beacon University student! Except for the stupid ID, I’m all official!”

The blood drained from Yang’s face. She couldn’t be serious. She couldn’t be. Still… the light-grey Beacon t-shirt she was wearing did look like it had been through a wash cycle or two. As if she had ordered it before she got to New Hampshire.

“No… fucking… way.”

“Um…” Approaching from off to the side, Blake let out an uncertain laugh. “Not to break up whatever this is, but… what is this? Who’s this chick, Yang?”

“Oh,” she said, snapping out of it despite her voice still being a little numb. “This is my si-”

“Siiiiignificant other!” Ruby sang out, covering what Yang had been about to say as she hugged around her middle. While Yang was still being baffled, she went on, “We met in L.A.! And I don’t think she really expected me to follow her here, and I didn’t really think I’d get into Beacon when I applied so late, either, so I didn’t say anything! But I got waitlisted and I guess waiting paid off, so… here I am!”

Rounding on Yang, the amber-eyed roommate snapped, “SHUT THE FRONT DOOR. You never said anything about- this is huge news, Branwen! You had a summer fling - that wasn’t with Summer?! Why would you hide this?!”

“Awww, you didn’t tell her about me?” Ruby went on while Yang’s mouth was flapping uselessly. “Are you embarrassed of me? Ashamed?”

“WHAT?! No way, don’t say that!” Yang piped up. “You know I love you, don’t be a dick!”

The words had slipped out way too easily, and now Ruby was beaming through rosy cheeks while Blake simply blinked and tried to mentally catch up. She wasn’t the only one.

“This is gonna be so much fun!” Ruby chirruped, hanging onto Yang’s bicep. “Well, most of it; the prissy German girl in my room acted like I was the scum between her toes, but I mean, I only have to sleep there, right?” Then she added in a suggestive voice, “And maybe I don’t even have to do that…”

“Whoa, whoa,” she said firmly. “We’re not doing that with Blake in the room, come on! You’re losing your mind!”

“Wait,” Blake said, finally able to speak again. “I thought… didn’t you say your sister’s name was Ruby?”

“Is it?” Ruby asked in a casual voice. Yang was secretly very impressed with how prepared for all this she seemed to be, even while she wanted to die and melt through the floor. Up to and including cutting Yang off before she could announce that Ruby was her sister; she seemed to think it was somehow possible for them to keep the true nature of their relationship under wraps for their entire academic career. “What a weird coincidence. But I bet she’s a hot blonde, too. Think I could set up a Yang-and-Ruby-and-Ruby sandwich?”

“WHAT?!” Yang burst out.

“Kidding, kidding!” Ruby giggled, leaning up to kiss her cheek. When Yang blinked, she turned just enough so that Blake couldn’t see her face through her hair. Her face was suddenly full of a lot more emotion and adoration than before, reserved for only Yang. “You’re all I need.”

“WOW,” Blake breathed, goggling and clutching at her heart. “This is like, straight out of one of my books!”

Though Yang felt like she was going to die of embarrassment, and a little lingering confusion, she couldn’t pretend she wasn’t happy. Her own smile finally won out and she hugged Ruby back.

“You too, Rubes. Every little part of you; it’s my whole list, front and back.”

“Is my kiss on the list?” Ruby whispered with a little grin, before she started doing a little dance and quietly singing, “Because your kiss, your kiss, is on my list, because your ki-”

Then they were kissing so Yang could shut her up, trying to ignore Blake’s incessant questions, plus the chorus of “OooOOoOOoohh”s from passerby in the hallway. She couldn’t handle them and her chattering half-sister at the same time. She just couldn’t.

THE END

#every little part of you #enabler fanfiction #ruby x yang #ruby/yang #blake belladonna #rwbyremnants #incest fanfiction #incest tw

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yourghastlycloseness · 5 years ago

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live thoughts while watching hotarubi no mori e

i am prepared to cry because everyone in the youtube comments section says they cried

the first few minutes of the movie is pure child abuse. people are just whacking hotaru on the head all the time

oh ok so little girl hotaru is lost in the forest and is found by a seemingly benign teenage boy wearing a rabbit (?) mask

teen boy is apparently a...spirit thing

his name’s gin lol

wait but later he says he is more of a ghost than a spirit, more yurei than yokai. i’ll just refer to him as both because gin can’t #yureilivesmatter

this is a little red riding hood story gone very right

lil hotaru runs over to glomp gin but he keeps her away with a stick because one touch and poof, casper the friendly yurei tomodachi is no more

LOVE IN THE TIME OF SOCIAL DISTANCING: THE MOVIE

CHASTITY: THE MOVIE

japanese words i’m picking up: ningen no kodomo?? (human child), mizu (water), naksu?? (summer), yakusoku??? (promise), shiranai?? (i don’t know)

i have to feign interest in gin’s cute and wholesome spirit friends. frankly, i was super bored by how wholesome ‘castle in the sky’ was and by the nice and friendly spirits in LOK’s spirit world. i want dirty jokes and bloodshed and cute magical stuff, in that order. i can’t do 95% wholesome innocence and goodness. i need the sex and violence

ok so our yurei boy liked hotaru as a Friend when she was a kid

but he starts to get hot and bothered when she ages up

puberty is evil -- it takes people out of the friendzone

‘i wear this mask because i wouldn’t look like a spirit otherwise, right?’ - aww darling maybe you wear this mask because you’re ashamed of your lolicon face

she literally flashes herself to him in the most PG way possible

get you a man who don’t save you when you fall from a tree cos he afraid he gon touch you and die if he do

‘no matter what, don’t ever touch me okay?’ - she says to him

^ lines that don’t sound romantic when taken out of context

‘somehow you’re starting to look like a woman’ - spoken to a fifth grader human female by a yurei boy who looks eighteen but could actually be eighteen thousand years old. who knows? because AGe iS juSt a NuMBeR and so is the duration of a prison sentence

‘gin ages much more slowly than humans’ - they normalize their relationship with this one line

gin is peter pan

OHHHHH HOMEGIRL HOTARU LIKES WHAT SHE SEES BEHIND THE MASK yeah frankly yurei boy is pretty cute

i forgot yurei boy’s name

oh right, it’s gin

‘someday i’ll be older than gin, won’t i?’ she wonders with a worried look on her face - i fail to see the ‘problem’ here because he’s going to look perpetually eighteen and legal, right?

‘i want to touch gin’ - girl is honest

‘hotaru, i can no longer wait every summer to see you’ - gin is honest too

oh damn gin puts the mask on hotaru’s face and kisses the mask as if he were kissing her. a smooth mofo WHICH YUREIS HAVE YOU BEEN PRACTISING ON BROTHA

some random fucking human kid runs by and nearly trips, so gin catches him by the arm

and because gin can’t touch humans, he literally fucking dies lol

if this were my story, i’d be coming after that kid for revenge HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY LOVERBOI AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT

also if gin could ‘kiss’ hotaru with a mask between them then i guess THEY ACTUALLY COULD ACTUALLY TOUCH EACH OTHER IF THEY GOT A LITTLE MORE CREATIVE?

THEY COULD BOTH WEAR ZENTAI SUITS, FOR INSTANCE

i mean yeah it’s dry humping but you take what you can get

ok so if i were hotaru, i’d: 1) buy us zentai suits and we’d live happily ever after or 2) fucking murder the kid who touched gin and made him disappear

yeah their hug scene was pretty moving

ngl i shed like 2 tears

i once wrote a story like this in my phone drafts somewhere when i was 14 and still using a sony ericsson mobile device

i was pretty obsessed with boys that weren’t part of the real, physical world back then. like spirit boys, ghost boys, boys who crossed over from their fictional book worlds into our real world — is this a teenage girl thing?

SPIRIT DICK: THE MOVIE gets 5.1/10 stars from me

it would have been a 3.1/10 if not for the great piano track, which is what made me catch this in the first place

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Faithless (Mikey X Reader)

Rating: PG-13 Universe: 2016 Authors note: Ok I wanted to write something dramatic with Mikey in it because well he's the funny one and we don't see it a lot. Also I don't know if it's possible to give a turtle a hickey but I feel that it fell in so perfectly with the plot that I think you will be able to forgive me just this once. Thank you 😘 Summary: Michelangelo makes a terrible mistake with your best friend, how's he going to tell you??? Michelangelo’s brain twitched awake, axons fired up, flooding his brain with memories of what had happened last night. He basked in the glory, a goofy grin was plastered on his face as he turned to look over at his lover in the sheets. Her eyes were blinking open and her hair was carelessly strewn across her face and delicate shoulders. She glowed like a bronze goddess in the poorly lit space that was his room. April looked over to Michelangelo, who was already awake, staring at her, almost bouncing with bliss. She smiled, “Hey.” She whispered. “Hiiiiiii!” He exclaimed back. As soon as he spoke, it seemed to break the spell. The realization of what they had done slowly dawned on them. They were suddenly quiet, speechless. April checked her phone awkwardly, reaching for it all the way to the floor. She brought the small screen to her, and horror blanketed her face. “Whats wrong?” Asked mikey, watching her transformation. A text from [Y/N]. April felt panic rush through her body. She quickly ripped the blankets off of her and jumped out of bed. She gathered her clothes. “Hey calm down talk to me.” Mikey tried chasing after her but she had already pulled her shirt on. “What’re we going to tell her?” April yelled. “She’s my bestfriend! She’s going to hate both of us.” Michelangelo quieted down, knowing she was right. “Maybe we shouldn’t tell her.” He trailed off. Mikey hated to see anyone hurt, and even less when he was the cause of it. April’s eyes seemed to hop everywhere at once, gears turned in her mind, trying to come up with any solution that was better then this one. An abrupt knock on Mikey’s door halted their conversation. They snapped their attention to the door, staring at it like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode with the slightest movement. “Mikeeeeey!” Yelled [Y/N] from behind his door. Their worst fears were confirmed, Aprils eyes overflowed with fear. “It’s her!” She whispered frantically, looking in the room for somewhere to hide. Michelangelo panicked, “UHhhhhhh…. no ones here.” He yelled back, meekly shrugging. [Y/N] laughed back, “Mikeeeeey, let me in.” She smiled. “Quit being weird.” She could hear whispering and some clanging. She had decided to surprise mikey with some orange tulips. She knew how much he loved getting flowers, especially from her. Michaelangelo jerked the door open with a smile on his face. He leaned against the door casually, “Hey baby girl.” He seemed out of breath. She gave him a look before entering his room. “You’re so weird y’know that?” She chuckled. She looked around the room, it felt different to her somehow, the usually cheery atmosphere was almost dark. “Are those tulips?” Mikey asked knocking her out of her trance. She smiled, “Yes babe, I know how much you love flowers.” Mikey smiled and awkwardly accepted the flowers. Usually he got so giddy it was almost exciting to watch, but now he held the flowers like he needed to go pee. “Do you not like them?” She asked. Michelangelo shook his head, “Of course I love them, I just-” Something huge fell in his closet, crashing onto the ground, forcing the closet door open and April with it. April landed at [Y/N]’s feet, “April?” [Y/N] asked, confused as ever. She looked at Mikey for an explanation, but the guilty look on his face spoke for him. “What did you do mikey?” She still couldn’t understand why her best friend was in her boyfriends closet. She tried shooting michelangelo another a look but noticed something instead. “What’s on your neck mikey?” She looked at april this time, who also looked away, ashamed of what she had done. Dread filled her body, and she could feel a pool of emotions forming inside of her. “Are those hickeys?” She asked in a hushed tone. She hadn’t seen michelangelo in two days, there was no way she made those. Tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to give them the satisfaction. “We’re over.” She stated and walked out the room. [Y/N] felt a tear slip down her cheek as she left them behind her. “Wait!” Mikey yelled after her, desperate to calm her down. “What!” She spat, stopping in the middle of the lair. “So you can tell me how amazing she was?” Michelangelo was taken aback by the question. “What no-” “And you!” She hissed at April who was now standing in the doorway, watching them intently. [Y/N] knew mikey’s brothers were also watching, but she didn’t care. “You’ve been complaining about how Raphael won’t notice you and so you turn around and have sex with my boyfriend?” She couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, it was too much. "Oh my god I can't even right now." Words escaped her as anger consumed her body. She tried walking away but she had to say something. She turned back around barreling towards April. "You're such a little bitch you know that!" [Y/N] chewed her fingernail nervously. She couldn't just let this go. She flung her jacket off, "Fuck this let's go." April was disturbed at how quickly her friend was willing to fight her, but she knew that's how [Y/N] must have felt. "I'm not going to fight you." April stuttered. "Oh so you can fuck my boyfriend but not fight me." Mikey stood in between them as [Y/N] advanced and April shrunk behind him. "Back your shit up homegirl." [Y/N] jeered. April stood in the doorway, her teal blue eyes filled with shame. She tried to apologize but was only able to move her lips to mouth the words. Leo and Donnie approached [Y/N], attempting to comfort her but she waved them away. “What the hell were you two thinking?” Leo demanded to know. He couldn’t bear to see [Y/N] this way, especially because of his dumb ass little brother. she was like family. Mikey had messed up in the past, but this had to be the worst thing he had ever done. Leo’s blue eyes remained expectant but no answers came. Mikey thought it would be ok, but it wasn’t and he had hurt the person that cared about him the most. Leo shook his head in disgust. “Maybe you should go.” Leo directed his dissaproval towards April. She gasped, never thinking that she would be kicked out of their lair in her lifetime.  “I-” words continued to fail her, and she gave up. “I’ll go.” was all she could muster. [Y/N] grasped at April as Leonardo held her back. "Let me kick her ass Leo!" She roared as April gathered her things. "Fuck you and your bullshit O'neil!" She said, pointing at April as she scurried to get out of there. "Don't you ever fucking speak to me again!" She yelled after her. Leonardo finally let [Y/N] go as soon as he was sure April was gone. She suddenly felt a million things at once and collapsed onto the floor, overwhelmed with emotion. [Y/N] buried her face in her hands. “I loved you.” She whispered to herself. Raphael rushed towards mikey, almost knocking him backwards as they bumped plastrons. “I’m going to kill you.” Although him and April really hadn’t really gotten anywhere, he had feelings for her, and [Y/N] had just confirmed that she had feelings for him too. Michelangelo tried to back away but Raphael was persistent and backed him into a corner. Raphael’s face told a story of betrayal, completely opposite from the look of shame and guilt in his little brothers eyes. He looked over to [Y/N], “You did this to her,” he snarled. “I hope you’re happy.” [Y/N] picked herself up, only motivated by the anger that seemed to be slowly coiling in her stomach. "It's ok raphael," she growled. "I got this." Raphael saw the same angry glow in her eyes that he usually saw in the mirror. “This whole time,” she said steadily. “you lied to me?” She twitched her head to the left, trying to comprehend. Mikey felt the weight of her glare on him, like she was suffocating him with her eyes. He backed up. "No just let me explain." He pleaded. Her nostrils flared at him. "What's there to explain Mikey, you fucked her and that's all that matters!" Anger possessed [Y/N], her voice coming out in loud billowing echoes. "I never want to see you again!" She marched towards him, and Michelangelo forced himself to stay in place. She stopped abruptly, slapping him with the bouquet of tulips she had brought. They fell to the floor, pieces of the flowers floated around it as it dropped to the ground. [Y/N] stomped onto it, crushing it with her heel while she looked him dead in the eyes. "Fuck this shit." Leo and Donnie stood behind her looking as ashamed as Michelangelo. She turned around to march out of the lair, walking up to Donatello first. She looked at Mikey with the fiery hate of hell one more time before grabbing Donnies bandana tails and pulling him to her mouth. Donnie flailed helplessly in shock. "Call me." She winked, pulling his face from hers. "See ya asshole!" She waved and disappeared out the door.

#tmnt #tmnt x reader #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #mikey x reader #tmnt 2016 #april o'neil

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