#and i didnt even get to do any fun halloween things

[biblicalhorror]

Second worst Halloween of my life tbh

[inbabylontheywept]

i once accidentally dated someone for a few months. its very difficult to explain how this happened, but the gist is that i thought we were hanging out, and she thought we were on dates, and it was just a very painfully highschool thing.

she was a little bit confused that i hadnt tried to pull any moves, at all, even a little. like, didnt even try holding hands because, and i cannot emphasize this enough, i did not know we were dating.

so, halloween rolled around, and she thought, you know, why wait for destiny, when you can grab it? so she hit me with a clue by four.

babylon, she said. babylon. my mom's gonna be out of town on halloween, and im gonna have the house to myself, and it's going to be kind of lonely. would you like to come to my house and watch scary movies with me?

you know, kind of a netflix and chill thing. except, and i cannot emphasize this enough, i did not know we were dating. also autism. so i took it at face value and said: oh! yeah! thatd be fun! and she thought she got her point across, but she didnt and it was a mess.

skip forward to halloween: my family has a block party every year, right? and at that point i was too old to really trick or treat, but we still wore costumes for our role in the block party, which in my case, was handing out cotton candy. so i took the first shift, and my costume was this homemade abomination minion thing. i had full yellow body paint, and goggles, and a bald cap, and overalls. the kids who saw it were like, uh, hm. overly realistic minion. and adults were like, oh, some kind of hills have eyes hillbilly with jaundice. very scary.

(it was not my best costume.)

my little brother swapped me out for second shift, and i was getting ready to change out to head to her house when i was like: no, she'll get a real kick out of this. this is one of the worst things i have ever worn. so i kept it on and just brought a change of clothes thinking i could shower real quick and change at her place after she saw my nightmare getup.

so i left after that, got there, knocked on her door, and she said come on in. so i went in, and there was this very long hall with an abrupt right turn into her living room where the tv was, and i went down the hall, and i made the turn, and my field of view went from beige drywal to her, on the couch, naked. naked in the paint me like one of your french girls pose. super naked.

i panicked. this was my first time seeing a real person like, full on sex naked,which is a totally different beast from other kinds of naked. you see one kind of naked and you think yeah, im ready for all the kinds of naked, but you arent. i wasnt at least. i really wasn't.

so my brain crashed to BIOS. she also crashed to BIOS, but for different reasons. of all the ways this could have turned me, having me show up in yellow body paint and overalls was pretty pretty low down the list.

so we sat there a while, and you know, she wasn't getting any less naked, which really wasn't helping me get my brain sorted out. it really wasnt much of a surprise when she got her bearings first and started asking questions.

"babylon," she said. "babylon. what are you wearing?"

and i was like, kind of rebooted, but i was nowhere near full functionality, so symbolic language wasnt loaded in yet. i had nothing running but my trusty autism.exe, so i said

"overalls"

and she looked at me like i was the dumbest person in the entire world, and i looked at her like she was the first naked person i had seen in real life who got naked specifically for me, and my upper level cognitive process went: "listen man, we are not going to get our shit together as long as 80% of your brain power is devoted to not blinking. you gotta get out of here."

and if id communicated that, maybe things would have been less of a mess, but instead i just kind of turned around and walked back to my car. i figured i could drive a few loops around the block, get my brain in order, and figure out what the hell we were gonna do.

the only thing i had said to her since arriving was, again, overalls.

first loop around, i was like: oh god fucking damnit. oh shit. oh shit. shes gonna get like, an eating disorder from this. oh no.

second loop around i was like: oh NOOOOO oh WHAT THE FUCK oh SWEET JESUS PLEASE. i dont wanna go back man. i just wanna bury this and forget about it. please. please. let this bitter cup pass from my lips.

and after my third loop, i went and i knocked on her door again.

she answered it this time, and i counted my lucky stars that she'd changed into some pajamas. she was all teary eyed which was the saddest thing ever, and we sat down in her kitchen and talked. it was pretty bad - i figured out we'd been dating, and she figured out that trying to jump from home plate to 3rd base is considered ballsy in baseball, least of all dating. no real winners there. and i can remember after all that, we sat there a bit a bit longer, just steadying ourselves, and i was like "well, im actually really glad we figured that out. guess i'll see you at school tomorow' and she said "WAIT. wait."

"lets watch shrek 2."

so we did and it was horrible. we did not look at each other. we did not say a word. we just sat in stony silence, while shrek 2 played in the background, and when it was done we shook hands. i think we might have been able to salvage that as a friendship if it hadnt been for shrek. as it was she turned white as a sheet and ran away every time she even got a glimpse of me at school, and that summer she moved to a new state to live with her dad. all her friends said she moved just so she wouldn't have to go to school with me anymore, and i dont actually think they were lying.

every time i hear relationship counselors talk about how important communication is, and i'm tempted to roll my eyes, i look back and go, alright. alright. theres probably some poor bastard, somewhere in the world, who doesnt even know that hes married.

and god help him when he figures it out.

other bad dating story here.

[dovveri]

the candy man

synopsis: your girlfriend has convinced you to stay in and watch scary movies for halloween

warnings: its fluff but its also halloween so mentions of scary movies, murder, poisoning etc.

w/c: 2.7k

a/n: i despise halloween AND horror movies never seen one in my life aside from coraline and that took me like 6 tries to get thru the whole thing and i didnt do it until like… this year but id watch a horror movie for sana i GUESS 🙄

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"have you heard of the candy man?"

"...no."

"in 1974 ronald clark o'bryan took his son out trick or treating and managed to slip in some sherbet into his son's candy bag. then when they got home and his son asked him if he could have some candy before bed he said sure and picked out the sherbet stick and gave it to his son. instead of sherbet though, it was cyanide and his son died not long after."

sana gives you a look from the tv to where you're bundled up under the blanket fort you've built in your shared living room.

"what?"

"do you think i'm going to poison you?" she giggles, coming to join you and shuffling around so you're sharing the blanket. she pokes your side in fun.

"no... but..."

"but?"

"sanaaaaa do we have to watch this? you know i hate scary movies!"

sana laughs, squeezing in even tighter against you, "it's halloween! show a little holiday spirit!"

"i hate halloween!"

"because of the candy man?"

you pout, "yes..."

"why would he go after you? actually why did he kill his own son?"

"he was in debt and wanted to claim life insurance on his son."

sana hums, pretending to think, "you have life insurance right babe?"

"sana!"

she laughs again, kissing your cheek even as you try and dodge it, huffing. she pokes at your cheek with a grin, "i'll protect you from all the candy men out there don't worry."

"you're a stick you won't be able to protect me from anything-"

"hey!"

"-like if ghostface came after us right now you'd probably trip and fall onto their knife yourself before you could even try to protect me."

"that's it." you feel her hands dive for your sides, tickling immediately, crawling on top of you when you scramble back to try and get away laughing, hands coming down to try and find hers to stop her, but she's persistent, yanking them away and continuing her assault on your sides.

"sana- stop- haha- stop- i can't- sana!-"

"you still think i'm helpless? can you get away from me now?"

"no that's- what are you going to- haha- tickle them to death-?"

"oh you're really pushing it aren't you-"

her hands start sliding down your sides, grabbing your legs and feet and then resuming her assault on the bottoms of your feet. you squirm, kicking trying to move away, still laughing uncontrollably, the blanket fort coming undone.

"stop- stop- yield! i give up- you can protect me- i give up!"

sana finally lets go of your feet, laughing and coming back up to kiss you. you wrinkle your nose and push her away by the shoulders, "go wash your hands you just touched my feet."

"you planning on sucking my fingers or something?"

"what?! sana!" you blush bright red while she runs away, still laughing brightly, the sound filling the little apartment you shared. you roll your eyes at her antiques, cheeks still flushed while you rearrange the fort and snacks, waiting for her to come back.

she grins, jumping on top of you as soon as she's finished, cuddling into you immediately and grabbing the remote.

"ready?" she looks up at you, eyes sparkling.

"no." you grumble, pulling the blanket up to your nose, ready to duck behind it at any moment.

she giggles, kissing your cheek and pressing play.

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you come to realise that your girlfriend is a terrible person to watch a horror movie with.

it's bad enough that you're scared shitless at every scene, jumpscare or not, but sana was a screamer. for fun.

“is it over?”

“babe nothing’s happening!”

you refuse to peek up from behind the blanket after your latest scare. sana had jumped up from her seat from out of nowhere, nothing had been happening on screen, she had only wanted to scare you. and it worked. you had screamed and clung to her, shutting your eyes and feeling yourself nearly go into cardiac arrest.

she had laughed, letting you down gently and had even taken a picture of your teary-eyed face in glee, saving the photo and cuddling back into you as if nothing had happened.

“i don’t believe you.”

“i’m sorry you’re just too cute not to mess with. i promise i won’t do it again though. pleeeease? come out?”

you grunt, weak to her, slipping the blanket just a little lower so half an eye is squinting at her grinning face.

“yay!” she kisses your forehead, hugging your neck and squishing your cheeks together even through the blanket.

you roll your eyes, “no screaming.”

sana gapes at you, “i can’t control that!”

“control it.”

“i can’t!”

you sulk down, muttering to yourself incomprehensibly, telling yourself there was only an hour left of this, you could do this, you could avoid getting a heart attack.

“i don’t even know what’s going on right now. this movie makes no sense!”

“shh! they’re about to go into the cabin!”

“but why! why would they do that! that’s so stupid oh my god they’re all going to die-“

“shh!”

you sit back after being shushed again, staring blankly at the screen while the college students shove each other trying to get each other to go into the haunted cabin first.

creak.

your heart stops, a cold sweat building up.

“s-sana- sana-“ you poke your girlfriend, eyes flicking around the room in terror.

she shushes you again, completely focused on the tv screen.

“sana- did you hear that?” you’re whispering, tugging on her sleeve, trying to get her attention.

“hear what?” her eyes are still locked on the screen, only giving you half her attention.

okay if your girlfriend didn't hear it than maybe it wasn't anything to worry about. you were just being paranoid. this was exactly one of the reasons why you didn't want to watch horror movies on the night of halloween.

the tv crackles and then goes out.

sana blinks, looking at you in confusion before standing up to go check the tv.

the fairy lights you have strung up around the room go out as well.

you can't help the whimper you let out, cuddling further into the blanket fort.

sana checks the powerpoints as well, humming in confusion, still not completely fearful for your lives like you were.

"it's probably just a power outage in the building babe don't worry." she comes back to the couch and tries to peel the blanket away from you.

"what if it's not?" you squeak out, still speaking in whispers.

sana turns on her phone flashlight and shines it towards you, you squint up at her.

she thinks you're too cute, coming in and pinching your cheeks, "are you scaaaaaaaared?"

"yes sana! because you decided you wanted to watch a horror movie on halloween!"

sana laughs, plopping down next to you, "i can protect you."

"we already established you can't."

"uh i'm pretty sure you conceded actually."

"whatever can you just call the neighbours? see if they're having the same problem?" you curl into her side as she laughs at you, turning off her flashlight to conserve battery and opening her call logs.

you keep your attention on your surroundings while she dials the neighbours' numbers.

"-alright thanks again! yeah you too haha happy halloween! okay babe it looks like it might just be our apartment but don't worry, i'll get the electrician to come in tomorrow and we should be fine. it can even be kinda romantic if we light some candles and all!"

"romantic or ritualistic?"

"well what kinda ritual are we wanting to perform?" she wriggles her eyebrows obscenely and you can't help but giggle, poking her forehead.

"as long as you don't summon a demon."

"not even a succubus?"

"sana!"

she laughs, standing back up to go and get the candles, "do you wanna come with? or can i leave my little baby for 2 seconds and come back with the candles?"

you honestly would've preferred to go with her but after that comment you pout, slinking back into your fort, "i'll be fine." you say curtly, not bothering to look at her and making it known you weren't happy with her teasing.

she only laughs and kisses your forehead again, which you try and dodge, before walking out of the living room to grab the matches and lights.

you shiver a little when you feel a wind breeze through as soon as she leaves, drawing the blanket closer towards you.

there's another creaking sound and you freeze.

"sana?" you call out, praying it was just sana walking around the apartment.

then there's a loud crash and you're up on your feet, heart pounding, "sana!" you call out again, maybe she just fell over something. yeah it was dark, she couldn't see, she was naturally clumsy, that made sense, she probably just fell over something. but why wasn't she responding?

you're deciding between following her into the kitchen or staying put when you feel a brush of... something on the back of your calf.

you yelp, jumping up onto the couch. this was fine, it was probably just a bit of the blanket blowing in the wind.

wait. the wind? why was the window open?

you gulp, nervously looking towards the window at the end of the hallway towards your bedroom, seeing that it was in fact wide open and the night's breeze was flowing in.

"sana if this is you it's not funny!" you huff, jumping back off the couch and stomping towards the open window, slamming it shut. if there were any ghosts or whatever, not that you believed in ghosts, surely the sound would scare them off.

you march back towards the living room, still draped in the couch blanket, determined not to let anything else scare you. it was all the cheap horror film aftereffects anyway, if this had happened any other night you would've been fine. absolutely fine. except tonight was halloween... and halloween was the one night of the year that it was okay to dress up as serial killers and creepy supernatural things and no one would bat an eye if someone was drenched in real blood running from a real murder or whatever. but it was fine! you were in your apartment, with your girlfriend, and you were totally safe. it was fine. everything was fine. why was sana taking so long?!

"sana?! are you okay?"

there’s no response again so you have no choice but to check on her. the apartment wasn’t big enough that you could shout and she wouldn’t be able to hear you.

you pull yourself up, treading towards the kitchen, mindful of any noises and squinting in the dark, trying to see if you can make out your girlfriend.

“sana?” you try call out again, frowning. maybe she just went over to the neighbours to ask for candles, she certainly wasn’t in the apartment if she wasn’t responding. you decide to go back to your phone and try call her, when you hear a creaking sound again.

you freeze, adrenaline spiking, body moving before you can think, stepping towards the sound in the hallway towards the entrance to your apartment.

you can hear your own breaths, heavy, feel the sweat on the back of your neck.

“BOO!”

you scream, flinging yourself towards the door in an attempt to run away when arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back. you continue screaming and kicking against them, tunnel vision locking onto your front door and nothing else, your fight or flight mechanism going haywire.

“-n y/n it’s okay it’s me it’s me!”

your girlfriend’s voice confuses you, but gets you to come to your senses quickly, ears taking in more sound, eyes taking in more light.

“s-sana?” your voice is shaky, on the verge of tears.

“i’m here baby i’m here.”

“w-what- w-where are you speaking from?”

“um… look up.”

you pause, tilting your head up towards the ceiling, where your girlfriend is strung up like spiderman in the dark. you’re so confused. you can make out her sheepish smile when the arms around you loosen.

“um… why are you- what are you doing?”

“um… this is- uh- this was all momo’s idea!”

the person behind you gasps, “no it wasn’t!”

you spin, taking in sana’s best friend who was dressed like a burglar, the person who had jumpscared you.

“okay it was mine but i didn’t think you would get that scared!”

you gape, mouth opening and closing, dumbfounded.

“a-are you okay? i didn’t break you did i? are you mad? i’m sorry baby i’ll make it up to you!”

“no i- just- what are you doing on the ceiling?”

“uhhh… i was going to spiderman rescue you and spiderman upside down kiss you… it was meant to be romantic!”

“how did you get on the ceiling?”

“momo helped.”

you look at the other girl who shrugs, smiling awkardly.

“do you- can you get down from there?”

“yeah! watch!”

she loosens something around her hips and comes swinging down from the ceiling, almost smacking right into you before she’s pulled back.

she turns on the light with a grin, looking absurd in a harness (not the sexy kind) and elastics she must have stolen from that free trial rock climbing session she suspiciously went to on her own and refused your company for.

“can i go now?”

sana laughs, undoing herself from the contraption she’s set up in your front entrance hallway, “yeah momoring thanks for the help. pick the restaurant and it’ll be my treat next week like i promised.

momo brightens immediately, popping a candy into her mouth and waving goodbye before skipping out the apartment to steal more trick or treat candies laid out in the apartment block.

you’re still stuck on the spot, staring at your impossible girlfriend as she struggles collecting the metres of elastic on the floor.

“sana…”

she looks up at you brightly with a smile, “yes?”

“sana i’m going to kill you.”

she frowns, standing up fully, “why?”

“sana!”

“what?!”

“you know i hate halloween!”

“i wanted to make it a better holiday for you!”

“and you nearly gave me a heart attack!”

you feel the adrenaline leaving your body as you slouch, tears coming forward from all the stress and anxiety.

sana’s eyes widen, dropping the elastics in her hand and rushing forward, cupping your cheeks, “oh no baby i’m sorry i didn’t mean to please- it’s okay i’m here now nothing’s gonna get you-“

you pout, rubbing at your eyes furiously, not wanting to cry at something that was meant to be fun, “i was worried about you.”

sana wipes your cheeks with her thumbs, “i know baby i’m sorry i won’t do this again i promise, next halloween we’re gonna stay in with all the lights on and watch my little pony okay?”

you nod, feeling very much like you deserved the baby treatment right now, “promise?”

“i promise i promise.”

you bury your head in her shoulder, squeezing her against you and breathing in her comforting scent.

after a little bit of calming down, you slap her shoulder, “i still hate you. you’re gonna have to make up for trying to pull this prank. it was so not funny!”

“ow! okay okay i will! and please don’t say that. can i get an i love you now? you can’t hate me baby…”

you pout into her neck, hitting her again lightly, “only if you don’t tease me anymore for being scared.”

“i won’t!”

“and get us ice cream from that store across town.”

“…like… right now?”

“they do delivery.”

she sighs dramatically, “fine, fine, can i hear it now?”

you pull back, smiling, “i love you even if you’re a terrible girlfriend who tried to fake rescue me from my worst nightmare.”

she beams brightly at your face again, devoid of tears, kissing you sweetly and knocking her forehead gently against yours, “i love you too my big scaredy cat.”

“sana!”

“i’m sorry no more now i promise!”

[sucker4sixx]

20 minutes in hell

Recycled from 2023!

Plot: halloween party fun!

Warnings: smut/closet sex/protection/public sex

The time was 8pm when you entered vinces halloween house party, the stink of men and cigarettes danced around the house like it had made its self quite comfortable. You open the front door to see many girls in mini skirts and crop tops strutting around probably trying to be sexy mince or something.

You where begged by a mutual friend ehren to come so he would have someone to talk to, you and ehren where best buddys and he always enjoyed having you around. You werent so close to vince and you definitely didnt like his friend, nikki sixx. Something about him annoyed you, low hygene, loud voice, a "im a sleaze" personality and many more could be the reason but even just seeing him boiled your blood.

You wore a black lacy dress and a cheap witch hat with a little bit of makeup.

You weaved yourself through the croud into the living room where vince the.. whatever he is and ehren the zombie where sitting, vince didnt look to intrested in the conversation, he was too busy looking down the girl who sat on the floors cleavage. "Hey ehren" you tap his sholder, the goofy looking boy turned around smiling brightly "hey your here finally!" You took a seat "hey vince!" He turned round fast at the mention of his name, not seeing you arrive "oh hey yn! Take a seat sure!" he said smiling at you, he turned round to check more girls out.

Ehren unwrapped a 8 pack of beer he had waiting in a bag at his legs and you shared them talking about any stuff you could. Soon enough "hey sixx! Come sit down. Where have you been?" You smelt his arrival before he had even walked in the door, ehren saw your face sour and sighed knowing it had killed your mood. Nikki dressed as satan glanced at you and turned to vince "what the fuck is the scottish prick doing here?" He tried to whisper but he said it loud enough for you to hear "fuck you maybe learn some basic hygiene then we can talk" he darted you a look and stuck the middle finger up "pathetic" you mouth at him. You both turn around and start talking to your friends again "what is it with you two?" Ehren said cracking another can of beer "he thinks hes better because he's famous well he can go suck a fat fucking cock im telling you man" ehren spits out his beer laughing "wouldnt be his first time" he adds making you laugh more.

After you guys finished your 4 cans each ehren headed to the toilet (meaning he will be away for while checking out the house) and you went to the kitchen to get more drink.

After 20 Scuse me's and sorry can i get buys you finally arrived in the kitchen, not too busy but definitely wasnt empty. You opened the fridge to look for more alcohol "whats the deal? You hate me so much that your following me around now?" You head shoots up and you turn round to see the tall black haired man looking down at you with a can of beer in his hand "what the fuck? No im getting drink?" He rolls his eyes "yeah sure. Ive heard that one before" your face went red from anger and embarrassment

"im not fucking following you the only thing following you is the trail of flys and stench" nikki scoffs "i dont smell that bad" you turn round to grab a can of beer from the fridge and notice him smelling himself when you turn back around "now arse whole get out my way and let me back into the living room" he gets visibly more angry "i dont fucking smell bad" his grip tightens on his beer can "whatever makes you sleep at night now let me past" he doesnt budge so you push him making him stumble backwards and head back to the living room.

You sit on the couch alone waiting for ehren to come back. 20 minutes. 30 minutes. 40 minutes where the fuck is he. You find vinces home phone and call him, he picks up after a few seconds

"Hello?"

"Ehren where the fuck are you?"

"I umm..."

you hear a girl giggle in the backround and snap your phone shut, prick. Oh well lets 'mingle'? You get up from your seat and walk around the rooms, none of the men catching your eyes since they all looked the same.

You open the basement door and hear tommys distinct laugh, you got exited and sprinted down the stairs "tommy!" He was resting on the couch dressed as a cowboy and sat up when he saw you, smiling wide "hey darlin!" He got up and gave you a hug

"howve you been?" He looked down at you walking over to the couch "pretty good, yourself?" The slinky man flopped down onto the couch "pretty good!" A fake cough sounded from the couch opposite, nikki. "As i was saying before i was very rudely interrupted" he gave you a harsh look and you found a seat next to tommy. Vince, nikki and a two of their stoner friends where sitting on the couch opposite from you and you sat on a couch with tommy and mick (dressed as a vampire). You forced yourself to listen to nikki talking about some girl that tried it on with him, picking at your nails in boredom.

The room went silent and the feeling of all the boys thinking of something to say filled the air "how about, we play spin the bottle?" Tommy said, all your heads turning go him "i mean we will need a few more ladys but sure!" Nikki said enthusiastically. "ill go get some" vince stood up, walking out to the party.

Nikki chugs the beer bottle he was holding since everyone else had cans, he put it down and you all sat round in a circle waiting for vince to return. "Man im so exited" tommy said breaking the silence, you looked up at nikki panicking at the thought you could get him, he caught your eye "stop drooling over me" this made the boys turn to you noticing your face go red

"was just looking at your fly buddies" mick laughs alot at this one, when mick laughs you know its good. Vince returned with the 4 sluttiest looking girls he could find, more beer and slash, he loved to party with the band "found this douche wandering around upstairs!" Slash waves at you all and heads over to nikki to sit "hey dude!" Nikki smiles at him. After we all settled round a circle you were sat next to slash and mick, nikki and vince sitting straight across from you and the other girls scattered inbetween the rest.

Round one- mick and vince, a quick peck and alot of laughter after

Round two- tommg and girl number 1, she blushed but he gave her a light hearted smile back

Round three- you and girl number 4, the boys got exited but you werent giving them what they wanted so you gave the girl a quick kiss.

"Ugh this is boring" vince complained and everyone nodded "how about seven minutes in heaven but heres the twist here me out ive been thinking of it for awhile you all looked at vince equally as contused, nothing that came out his mouth was predictable "so the men switch clothes like we throw them in a pile cover our eyes and just wear what we lift and the girls go shove on my clothes, i have a bunch of old halloween masks and we play the game in silence" you all went silent thinking of his stupid idea, not so stupid to be honest. "Im in" you say and everyone started agreeing "okay so the masks are down here ill get them out and leave four at the door, girls go get changed"

You trailed behind the rest of the girls up to vinces room noticing the party was dying at the absence of the boys. You walked into the room and the stink off aftershave lingered in the air, grabbing a pair of baggy black joggers and a baggy black shirt that was crumpled. You entered his bathroom that connected to his room to get changed and shoved on your outfit as quick as possible to get out of the akward situation, you put on the shirt and it read "i love vince neil" now you look like a slut for him. Great.

You left without the girls and headed to the basement door where you could hear fumbling but no words, looks like the boys where taking this seriously. You waited till the noise of clothes getting shoved on stopped and opened the door to see four rubber halloween masks, bunny, gorilla, bird and a cat. You grabbed the cat mask shoving it on fast, the faint smell of smoke from the inside combing through your nostrils, you walked down the stairs greeted by a dog, horse, another bird, another cat, mouse and a zombie. When the girls came down you all silently sat in a circle and one of the girls span the bottle fast, leaving it spinning for some time. It landed on the other cat and he span the bottle again just as fast, you watched the bottle go round and round and round almost becoming hypnotised. It slowed down and your breath caught your throat as it landed on you

"WHY ME" you screamed in your head standing up slowly with the cat who sat only two people away.

He took your hand gently and led you to the closet in the extension room in the basement. You entered the pich black closet and stumbled over a few shoes as your hands found the mans shoulders, he was tall and quite wide built. You both took off your masks still unable to see eachothers faces, the mystery man grabbed your face and started kissing you roughly it scared you at the beginning but you realised he really knew what he was doing so let him beat up your mouth with his own. As you started making out it became more clear who it was, tall, built and smells nice. Its slash. You didnt mind this, slash is hot so you continued, smiling lightly. He removed his shirt and started slipping off yours, you gasped softly not sure if this was the original plan but you never got bitches so once again let it happen. Slash started feeling your breasts through your lacy bra making you whimper softly and tangle your hand in his long hair, he slowly unclipped your bra and started licking your nipple and playing with the other in his hand. Your moans become louder as he speeds up, stopping to unzip his jeans and you sigh at the loss of contact. The tall man finds his way onto the ground, his jeans and pants removed. You take off your joggies and pants, not sure if you wanted to do it with slash since he might have multiple stds but before you could think of your next plan he got out a condom, you could only tell it was one from the small light that reflected off it. He whimpered softly as he slipped on the condom as you sat on his legs watching him, taking in this weird moment. Your about to have closet sex with slash hudson.

Slash gently moves you onto your back and taps your thigh for consent to eat you out, you hummed a permission and he went straight for it. His tongue darting between your folds and your clit, your back arching at the sudden movements. He pulled your legs closer to him and started going faster, sticking his tongue inside occasionally as you moaned loud grabbing his hair. He brought his finger in and started circling your clit while licking your entrance, his other hands holding your wrists together to get some sort of control. Your moans became uncontrollable and desperate as you met your high, he noticed and continued what he was doing with intent to let you finish first. A minute later you where a moaning mess, cumming into his mouth. Hes an expert at this shit. You sat up and he lifted you onto his lap, his hard dick resting against your stomach as he moved his hand over your forehead to clean it of sweat.

You moved your hand down and started feeling his covered tip and he rested his head against your sholder, his dick was really hard. You started pumping him slowly at the base before lifting yourself up, letting your pussy hover over his dick to tease him and to ask him for consent. He moved his dick to where your entrance is and grabbed your hips pushing you down harshly "oh fuck" you both moaned out, you paused hearing a voice that didnt belong to slash and he paused too clearly hearing your accent. "Y/n?" the voice said cowardly

"NIKKI?"

You shrieked, trying to get up. He held your hips down, his hard dick still inside you "cmon its only fair you finish me off since i made you such a riot" you stuttered and froze looking down at where the sleazy idiots voice sounded. He didnt sound so harsh and as much as you hated to admit it you where enjoying youself so you did as he asked, bouncing softly building up a pace. Feeling slightly turned on by the fact your fucking the guy you hate the most. He let out small whimpers and groans and you grinded against him moaning yourself "your so good when your mouths shut" he moaned out "shut up prick" you kissed his jaw line and continued grinding on him feeling yourself approaching your second orgasm.

He turned on the closet light that hung from a string next to him. You felt exposed but you where fascinated by him, his face red and stray hairs sticking to his forehead "fuck you look amazing" he said smiling and tilting his head back further. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you relentlessly as you practically screamed in pleasure, resting your head on his sholder. "Nikki im so close" saying his name felt like needles in your mouth and he rested his head on your sholder slowing down "for someone who hates me so much you are really liking this huh?" Your face went somehow more red as he stopped still inside you, angry at him for ruining your orgasm "what the fuck are you doing!" you puzzled

"edging you? What does it look like?" You brows furrowed "fine let me go ill go finish myself off somewhere else with someone else" you tried to move your hips off him but he only held them tighter holding you down, the tip of his dick brushing your cervix "no. Im finishing" he sounded more angry but it just turned you on more, he slowly pulled out a little and thrusted back in, doing tiny fast thrusts staring right into your eyes.

Sweat rolled down his face and his green eyes became wider as you finished, your pussy throbbing around his dick. Before he could moan you attached your lips to his, kissing as he moaned into your mouth "fuck fuck im really close" he whimpered, still thrusting into you. He grabbed your hips and started fucking into you as hard as he could like you werent even there, you where his own little toy. He muttered stuff like "fuck you feel amazing" and "holy shit" as he came into the condom, his body softly pulsing as he rested on your sholder, panting for air.

After two minutes of resting against eachother naked you stood up slowly, in pain, seeing the white balloon that covered his dick. He rested his head back and you took the condom off him carefully being careful not to spill any cum on him, his head darted up at your sudden kindness. You just dumped the used condom in the bin that sat in the corner, you sat next to him, both of you still naked "so um, you got any tissues? Im dripping down here man" he laughed and picked up the 'i love vince neil' shirt, wiping you clean "thanks nikki" you said shyly "hey its alright, thanks too" you both looked down at your legs. Two minutes later you started shoving on clothes again, nikki giving you his clean shirt to wear and you just shoved back on the joggies leaving him shirtless.

You exited the closet to see a whole group of people sitting around. Shit. You both forgot it was seven minutes in heven not 20 minutes in hell. The croud went silent as they saw you "holy fucking shit" tommy said breaking the silence "that sounded hot, when is it my turn?"

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

S1 EP17 

this is my thoughts on danny phantom!! starting from "Maternal Instinct" or s1 ep17.

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he can actually dodge!! wow!!! maybe use those training course skills in battle, buddy. 

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oh my god why does my new halloween decoration thing look just like those ghost props. oh shit i have to turn that off. brb

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“nobody makes a meat puppet out of jack fenton!!!” …maybe the people who are into himbos?

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jack, looking at a ghost: “hey pal, you need some sun.”

the ghost was in fact, green. 

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TWO HEADED DANNY?? god knows the world simultaneously does and does NOT need more of him. 

CYCLOPS DANNY?? thats not enough danny!!!

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Maddie: we’re going to florida!!! isnt that fun???

danny, annoyed

me, who has visited florida numerous times: i feel ya, buddy. i feel ya. 

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bro just puts on a pouty face after having been parachuted into the middle of nowhere bc of a ghost plane. yeah, A POUT. 

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VLAD??? helloooo theree ;)

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“what a well planned coincidence…”

“erm- akshually!! thats an oxymoron ya dumbass.”

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WHAT???? ELECTRICITY? poor baby!! you need TLC (tender love and care) <3

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“this subdues your powers for the next three hours. until midnight! im telling you this because ive seen your grades and you are trash at math. really danny, go study you dumb fuck”

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SHE HAS A LIGHTSABER???? maddie you know onlythe bad guys have a doubnle ended one. but its not red sooo (i havent watched star wars in many years. I have also only watched a total of two films. i say two because i saw the entirety of one and half of two others. haha)

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AWWWSSDBJkhjjhbdjcnjbkshsjnk danny hugging his mom!! AWJEJDJNWWJBk. that was such a cute moment!! 

Maddie, after fighting off the ghosts attacking danny: “youre in big trouble, young man!!”

danny, hugging her: “you. are! awesome!!!”

maddie: everyone stay calm, my son is hugging me. 

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maddie: we should stay with vlad, ist too dangerous out here!

danny: Mooooommmmm hes my arch enemyyyy!!!

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“at midnight i get my powers back, at 12:01 the belt zaps me, and at 12:02 vlad tries to make out with my mom. those are gonna be the worst two minutes of my life”

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IS SHE ABOUT TO CHEAT?? ok thank god not.

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bro is fake condoning vlad being with his mom. god. i hate this. but seriously, i dont think that family is functional. 

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vlad is struggling to get the belt off but… danny didnt even lock it. he’s just that bad at high tech belts. HA

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maddie, coming into the room: Wheres vlad?

danny, nervously: he ran out for a bite 

yeah, to get a bite taken out of him

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“We’re not gonna mention any of this to your dad, right?”

guys i hate her. i hate her. why would she do this to danny. she almost cheats on his dad in front of him, with a man that is known to hate jack, and then she buys danny food and tries to get him to keep it a secret. she’s a terrible mom. i hate her. does she have any idea how hard that is for danny? theyre already a dysfunctional family, but then she goes and puts extra pressure on him? do you have any idea what that does to a kid. a kid with whacko parents and crazy ass powers and who gets bullied at school and ON TOP OF THAT!!! HE HAS TO DEAL WITH HIS MOM BEING UNFAITHFUL. i dont care that she never ACTUALLY cheated, im saying shes a fucking dick and i hate her. 

AND THEN DANNYS FEELS GUILTY FOR NOT LOVING HER ENOUGH. NEWS FLASH, YOURE NOT A GOOD MOM IF YOUR KIDS FEEL GUILTY AROUND YOU. 

and jack isnt a saint but at least he didnt put that FUCKING PRESSURE ON JAZZ. maddie you are a piece of shit i hate you. 

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OK!! end of the episode!! give me your suggestions for like, how i should format this or- yeah idk. im going to go start on the next episode!!! :D

edit: *ahem* i have since been informed that she was playing him... i will store half of this hatred in my back pocket for later. I'm watching you, wazowski Maddie....

[sturniolo04]

Boyfriend's Brother M.S. & C.S.

Bf!Chris x Gf!Fem!Reader x fwb!Matt

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

Emmy's POV: it has been about a month, we hardly even remember what had happened a month ago although there is still some lingering tension from the situation i can tell. I had just finished my media class this afternoon and i promised Madi, jacob and Chris we would go the study area or place to hang out for a minute

Madi: hey lovely

Emmy; hi how was your last class

she asks as i sit down next to her on the lounging chairs

Madi: it was great

Jacob; whats up Em

Emmy; nothing much Jacob

she states as she sees Nick, Nicole and Matt a table a few feet away

Madi: do you want to go somewhere else

Emmy: no its fine in fact i am going to get more comfortable

Madi: huh

she replies quickly as Emmy gets up and sits on Chris' lap

Madi; oh okay i see

Matt's POV: this past month has been hell i dont understand why my friend group cant see that this ruined our group more than it would have if me and Emmy got together that day

Nicole; Matt.. what are you looking at

Matt: nothing its nothing

i say shaking it off as pay attention to the needy girl beside me

Nick: you guys want to go to a halloween party tonight for halloween

Matt; i mean why not

Nicole; yeah of course that would be fun

Matt: yeah...

Over with Emmy

Emmy's POV: attempting to even focus on the music homework i have to complete this degree i found myself still looking at Matt in the slightest

Madi: hey we can go somewhere else em its okay

she states noticing what she was looking at

Emmy: no no its fine

she says gripping Chrs' arm that were wrapped around her

Madi: hey guys theres this stupid party do yall want to go..

Jacob; that wouldnt be a bad idea considering its halloween

Chris: Em you want to

Emmy: yeah why not

we finished up studying at the hang out space and headed back to the dorm room as i head into my room to figure out what i was even going to wear for this party as Madi walked in

Madi: ughh i have no idea what i want to be

Emmy; im sure you will figure it out Madi ask Jacob

Madi: truee.. what are you going to be

Emmy: cheerleader because why not Matt and i said thats what we were going to be as friends before this happened so ig why not

Madi: does Chris know this

Emmy; of course he does i really didnt want to figure any thing else out honestly

i replied as i recieved a notifcation from ...

Madi; who was it from

Emmy: Matt

she sighs out setting the phone down looking down

Madi: you miss him dont you

Emmy: i mean yeah i do he's perfect honestly

Madi: yeah.. what about Chris

Emmy: i dont know

Madi: just listen to your heart love

she states as she leaves the room

i couldnt help but just sigh and bawl my eyes out

Emmy: why is this so diffcult for me ughh

Madi: Emmy b

she annouces coming back in the room

Madi: we are leaving in ten yeah

Emmy: okayy

she trails off getting up and putting her costume on thinking about her decision and what her heart wants. Her thoughts were interupted when

Chris; hey

he states coming in her room

Emmy: hi

Chris: you okay

he asks closing the door behind him

Emmy: yeah i need to talk to you

she states motioning for him to sit next to her

Emmy; Chris i-i like you i really do i just

she trails off

Emmy: but i cant deny what my heart wants 

she trails off again almost in tears as he sighs at her response

Emmy; and i am sorry if i hurt you i just-

she gets interrupted by Chris kissing her forehead resting his forehead on hers  and resting his hands on the sides of her face

Chris: its okay i get it i do 

Emmy; what about you

she states worried grabbing his hands on the sides of her face giving him some assurance at her statement

Chris; hey i will be okay i promise

Emmy: ok

she answer as he kisses her forehead one more time getting up and leaving.

In Matt room

Matt; Nicole sit down i want to talk to you

Nicole: okay Matt

Matt: i dont want to be your boyfriend anymore okay

Nicole: Matt..

Matt; my heart is simply just somwhere else and i cant deny that

Nicole:....

Matt: and i am sorry if that hurts you but it is hurting me not telling you the truth im sorry

Nicole: okay.. Matt i guess this isnt meant to be umm

Matt; you will find someone that will treat you way better than i did i promise

Nicole; thanks Matt

Matt's POV: i confessed and broke up with Nicole and now

Emmy; Matt..

she exclaims opening the door

Matt: hi..

Emmy: hi..

Matt: so i dont even know why i came but um i wanted to let you know Nicole and i broke up uh

Emmy:....

Emmy's POV: matt just kept rambling on and on until i finally heard him say that one he broke up with Nicole and two that he wants to be with me. so i pull him in and kiss him

Matt: oh my god youre so pretty

Emmy: thank you

she states grabbing his hand and pulling him into the dorm room. we continued to make out all the way into the front room landing on the couch

Madi: MATT

Emmy: Shit..

She mumbles pulling away from matt

Matt: hi..

Emmy; Madi before you say anything he br-

Madi: are you together now or..

Emmy: i mean

Matt; yeah we are

Madi: holy shit i am so happy for you Em

she squeals coming over to hug them both

Madi: yay okay but for real get ready we have to take insta picss

Emmy: okay okay im going

she says getting up grabbing matt's hand taking him in her room closing the door behind her bringing matt once again to her lips. the make out for few before he starts trailing down her neck as she giggles at the sudden action

Emmy: matttt i have to get ready now

she states pushing him off of her walking into the bathroom putting on her costume

Matt: come on

he say flopping her nicely made bed as her sits there for a few sitting up as she walks back in the room in her cheerleader costume

Emmy; look now we match

Matt: you are hot

Emmy: yeah you told me that already lets go get up insta pics

she exclaims pushing him out the door

Madi: im taking photos Emmy Matt yall ready

Emmy; sure

@itzemmy

itzemmy: My Lover @mattsturniolo

@mattsturniolo

mattsturniolo: loml @itzemmy

and the night was perfect!

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not wanting to wear matching Halloween costumes with my younger sister?

So my little sister (5f) is OBSESSED with the tv show Miraculous Ladybug and wants to dress up as Ladybug for Halloween. The issue is she also wants someone to dress up as Cat Noir (Ladybug and Cat Noir are a superhero duo and love interests for each other for those unfamiliar with the show). My sister always makes someone pretend to be Cat Noir when she plays pretend and I usually go along with her shenanigans. My mom suggested that I dress up with her as Cat Noir, an offer I turned down. Not because I don’t want to dress up at all or anything like that. I really love dressing up for Halloween and it super important to me to make the most of it! 

Part of this comes from when I was younger and didn’t get much (if any) choice in my costume so I desperately try to make up for it when I’m older. For context here is a list of costumes I was made to wear and still bother me; any other years were my choice of 2 Costco on sale costumes that my mom and grandma liked best (never included my first choice and alway looker weird because my parents made me cram them over a thick set of pajamas to stay warm, sometimes with a coat of top)

3rd grade: matching with my toddler (at the time) sister, hella glittery and extra Rainbow Dash dresses, including bright blue face paint that stained my face 4/10 made the nursing home we trick or treated in super happy (fond memory) but made me super embarrassed at school 

6th grade: neon pink one piece pajamas that had a neon purple tail and a raccoon face on the hood. 1/10 Got me made fun of, i literally didnt have any choice my mom brought them home from the clearance section at target and made me wear it, i got called a furry and my middle school banned hoods so it was practically useless, was too hot to be comfortable. 

I had begged to dress up as a Hamilton character and have my 2 little sisters match (one also loved Hamilton and the other was an infant) i even found costumes online and stuff but my parents rejected it because they dislike the fact Hamilton had hip-hop music and were annoyed at my obsession (understandably annoyed but still hurtful) 

7th grade: my moms old cat pajamas, a clip on tail that was all bent out of shape, and a uncomfortable cat headband, all covered in cheetah print and pink sequins on the seams 6/10 still got made fun of, got forced to take off the tail at school because it didn’t fit in the chair properly 

In 8th grade I compiled a collection of things to dress up as a newsies, all from my grandma’s closet or my own. 8.5/10 I loved it at the time, looked bad because i did my own makeup to look dirty and like i had been beaten up. 

In 9th and 10th grade i wore the same elf costume that i begged for 6 months for to match my friends, 10/10 it was pretty and I love it, wasn’t too stoked to have to wear it twice tho bc my favorite part (the corset) didn’t fit last year. 

This year i want to choose something different and new, and something I wont be made fun of for and feel confident in. I’m 16, almost 17 and  have bad self esteem issues. Halloween is like my favorite holiday because i love being all dressed up and being like a character i enjoy. I usually pay for part of my costume and do my own hair and makeup. 

BUT my mom is dead set on the idea that I match my little sister because “i’m getting too old and should just be nice instead of being selfish” or “had plenty of years to have fun, that i should make her Halloween memorable”. When my dad or other sister (11f who also like the show, not to the same degree but does enjoy it) hell even SHE could do it with her but she insists that I should. 

AITA for not wanting to? For potential messing up my little sister’s Halloween?

What are these acronyms?

[paulacocks]

I finally built up the courage to make a post myself so here we go 🤪

But in the bmc fandom no one can agree on rich’s real personality. Is he over the top chaos? Is he soft and calm? Well i pulled up my english analysis skills and decided to english analysis the SQUIP song and give you some unnecessary essay

Alright before we get into the analysis, i want to mention that i believe rich was abused by his dad growing up as he drinks and it seems stereotypical for the bully character to have a bad home life and we all know the bmc characters are built on stereotypes. Now according to a google search teachers are told to look out for things like bad hygiene, back chat, aggression as they can be indications of abuse/neglect

When listening to the squip song i felt like some of it was the squip trying to relate to Jeremy’s problems. We do even see the SQUIP do this in the broadway version by getting Jeremy to tell rich his dad drinks. So some of the lines you got to take with a pinch of salt as it can just be the squip trying to relate

On that note

Freshman year didnt have a girlfriend or a clue i was a looser just like you

This is not too relevant to rich’s character and seems to be going off of what Jeremy was singing in More Than Survive. The squip just saw him sign up for the play and interact with Christine. So to immediately open with this line makes it seem less personal to Rich and more trying to appeal to Jeremy

Good times would only sour by

This however is Rich. Jeremy actually doesn’t want to be popular, he enjoys Michael company. He gets the SQUIP to not be a total loser cause he wants to avoid ridicule. so right now i can infer that rich probably didn’t have any or many friends. We was probably desperate to be included and join in on teenage good times.

I was gross

As i mentioned at the top, i believe rich was abused so i feel like this may be a nod to that.

As every female would detest my sexting was a futile quest

This is one of the most important lines. As earlier on its says he is gross with no friends so how is he even managing to get girls numbers? This may be a leap but call me the doodle jump guy thing but i feel like rich was very funny. He was probably the type of guy to talk back to teachers and when kids are picking fun of him he probably made jokes about himself to try and join in on the fun. While that didn’t get him friends it probably got him a few nice or insecure girls (brook??) but he was too awkard or nerdy or too… sexual to get anywhere with them

Furthermore

The squip does not completely change your personality

Atleast what we see through Jeremy is that the squip just hides your flaws and plays up your strengths. Like Jeremy did remain somewhat awkard and geeky; crying about eminem, being a robot to the halloween party etc

So we can look at how rich acts with the squid which will reveal how he was before

Rich is the funny guy in the popular kid circle, hes the one shouting GAY and picking on kids and messing with jenna. More evidence for funny guy rich.

BUT that would suggest that rich probably always had a bit of a violent streak-

All characters have flaws and rich was that he probably was quick to hop on to picking on kids on the same level as the high school food chain as him in hopes of getting friends and boosting his status. Definitely not to the extent he would now cause he was probably too weak but he definitely wasn’t nice at least verbally when it suited him.

This probably was his downfall really as if he was nicer to the losers he probably would of been friends with them

Now rich is my fav character as you could prolly guess and i don’t really like the idea of rich being a meanie without the squip SO

We could go for a nice little alternative and say that he would fight with kids picking on him. Maybe he had mad reflexes from his abusive dad and would smack up kids who touch him or do that think fast thing or something :)

Anyways i think i had more to go on about but this is pretty waffle already and i can’t really remember. If you guys have your own ideas on ANY of the characters reply i would love to read them :D

[crystallizsch]

HI!! jumping in here because I’m pretty awkward starting convos and those ask prompts were perfect for breaking the ice

I get the feeling you’ll get a lot of jamil asks so I’m gonna throw a curve ball and ask about deuce with 9 and 18 (since it seems like you also like heartslabyul hehe)

AA HI HII!! It’s so cool to finally talk with you! And aaah i get it, i feel similarly hfkdjsks but it makes me happy that you decided to send an ask thank you! 😭💖

ANYWAYS DEUCE YES and you’re right i love heartslabyul, especially the duo, so thanks for this!

jamil my beloved he needs to take a back seat again for a bit afklsjs

━━━━━━✦ 9. Could you be roommates with [Deuce]?

I’ve roomed with siblings my whole life (at least up until college) so i think i totally could be roommates with Deuce! idk he gives little brother vibes despite being an only child

Something that reminded me, I checked to see and in the 2nd halloween event, apparently he grinds his teeth in his sleep (which is probably a whole thing to address??? but i dont know much to give an opinion ;;;)

anyways i’m pretty used to noises at night and the general shenanigans that comes with rooming with younger siblings (there’s no privacy but admittedly it’s less lonely) (but i do prefer privacy). and I imagine deuce anyway to be the respectful type and just tries his best to be considerate

but yeah in any case i could be roommates with him if I didnt have the choice to room alone akjdksjsks

Also slight tangent i looked up his room and damn it’s so neat???

he has a ton of books this boy 😭😭

also he has a little picture frame awhh

i imagine it may be a picture of him and his mom??? which honestly would be pretty ballsy because you’d think a boy that age would not even consider proudly putting that up because of ridicule (then again he’s also not afraid to fight). but that’s also what i love about deuce, he loves his mom and he cares enough to show it despite what anyone thinks 😭 (or maybe it could be just displaying one of his achievements or something idk idk hgkjdsfjlds)

Man i know the heartslabyul dorm rooms are pretty but it feels so unrealistic for that it is THIS clean and organized (there’s probably some kinda rule in there somewhere keeping it clean i imagine hfhjdjdj)

━━━━━━✦ 18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

ACE THE SINGLE BRAIN CELL DYNAMIC IDIOTS THAT VALUE EACH OTHER AS FRIENDS bromance real

AND JUST THE WHOLE MAIN FOUR IN GENERAL

I think adeuce have that type of friendship where they butt heads and make fun of each other a lot, because that’s like how they show that they are comfortable with one another and that, out of all people, they choose each other as the main person to hang out with.

I think if it weren’t for what happened in the prologue they wouldn’t be as close as friends. It felt like an excuse for them to bond and get to know each other properly despite their differences (and they're roommates so if none of that happened i think they'd only be acquaintances at most)

I also love that during events whenever the other is not involved, it’s always so funny one of them is usually like “wow it’s such a shame ace/deuce is not here”

actually I dont think there’s an event where BOTH ace and deuce is in an event together??? man🧍(unless i'm forgetting something)

but also when is twst gonna finally have the main quartet all be involved in an event together 🤨

AAH i’m just a sucker for the friend duo/trio (+ occasional creature/animal) trope.

I’m lovingly chewing on their dynamic every time

still open for asks!

[popculturebuffet]

James Earl Jones Memorial Halloween Special: Treehouse of Horror I Review! (Comission by WeirdKev27)

Happy Halloween all you happy people! I"m amped not just because I love spooky season: the decoratoins, the candy, the excuse to inject horror into my veins but that we get to talk about one of my faviorite shows. Despite the many, MANY simpsons refrences that grace this fair blog, largely thanks to the site frinkiac for making it easy to meme any simpsons refrence that ops into my dome, I don't cover the show itself often. A lot of it is simple: I just forget to and what retrospectives me or kev have had ideas for have never materialized. Still Kevin, my producer and frequent comissioner, found a perfect episode to cover for the perfect reason: last month legendary actor, voice actor and voice in general James Earl Jones sadly passed and while trying to think of something, Kev brought up how James is present in all three seconds of the first treehouse of horror.

It was a great prospect both to honor james, as he has a sizeable role in the second segment and is essentailly the star of the third as the narrator, and to explore an episode of simpsons I don't really watch. I didn't watch season 2 much to begin wtih as a kid, and don't really now, and didn't like the middle segment. Petty I know, it's the same reason I don't watch Treehouse of Horror IV as much as I should when I can just.. skip the middle segment and enjoy devil flanders and dracula burns. So it was a chance to explore a treehouse I really didnt' know that well and to honor a man who was a part of my childhood and adulthood and general seemed like a kind, resonable person. So in honor of james and to give this episode a fair shake, join me under the cut for some halloween fun with everyone's faviorite family.

We open with Marge warning everybody, a fun idea that works well and would get played with in later specials. The insperation for this one according to writer Al Jean was EC Comics, doing that sort of horror anthology thing tales of the crypt used to do in comics and would again.

The wraparound is a fun and simple one. I also miss them doing these as while I get why it stopped, to give the segments more times, they were a lot of fun, paticuarlly III's halloween party. This one has Bart telling scary stories to lisa in the treehouse, a fun little premise. Homer is listening in because he just finished trick or treating, none of which is suprising but is still entertaining. We'll come back to this at the end for now let's dive into the meat of this special

Soooo hot take.. this was my faviorite of the three segments. I love the raven and will gush about it later, but this was a very nice suprise, having a more rapid fire pace from the seasons to come compared to the rest of season 2 or even it's fellow segments.

This wasn't a huge shock when I found out who wrote it: John Swartzwelder, a singularly weird simpsons writer who smokes and who did all his writing in a diner booth and continued to even after smoking bands by purchasing one, who tends to shy away from the public, to the point they called him on a commentary track just to prove that yes, he exists.

Swartzwelder has written 59 episodes with heighlights including Bart the General, Two Cars in Every Garage and Three Eyes on Every Fish, Homer at the Bat, Whacking Day, Krusty Gets Kanclled, Homer the Vigilante, Itchy and Scratchyland, Homer the Great, Homer's Enemy, Attack of the 50 Foot Eyesores, Homer Vs the Eighteenth Amendment, and Homer's enemy among many others. While he did loose a bit of his sheen as he went on, it can't be denied his peak stuff is some of the series best and this is no exception.

The premise is simple: the simpsons take on the amityville horror, the film based on the book that used a real tragedy to make money. The Simpsons move into a spooky house, nearly murder each other and escape alive. Which isn't a guarantee with Treehouse of Horror NOW but seemed to be a requirement early on as the simpsons don't impliclity die till Treehouse of Horror V and don't die on screne till Treenhouse of Horror X.

It's mainly an excuse to just pack the things with joke after joke, all hitting: the moving man, played by james earl jones mutters under his breath he's glad the house will kill them. There's a random vortex in the kitchen that theyt hrow an orange into.. that throws back a piece of paper asking them to stop throwing garbage in that dimension. The walls bleeding barely bothers marge and Bart getting choked by a lamp has Homer asking how he'll explain his way out. It's just joke after great joke, with Harry Shearer doing a great job as the house which frequently bellows GET OUT. My second faviorite joke of this segment is when Marge decides indeed to get out, and the house puts the kids coats on them for them. Just a simple hilarous gag. I also like homer being bounced into the celing and trying to act like it's fine.

He does get them to stay overnight which leads to the creepiest part of the specail as a whole and a great bit of horror: the house convinces the rest of the family minus marge to kill each other. The expressions here are truly disturbing, and i'ts unsettling to see the simpsons all in a trance ready to murder each other.

Thankfully the humor right after not only deflates it, but is great: Marge is seen grabbing a knife like the rest of her family.. but is making a sandwitch, easily lectures them out of it then plans to leave spouting the awesome quote I choose to use as the image. I'ts just such a marge thing to brush off something this horrid like it's some new conflict in the family.

The simpsons soon find the old racist trope of the house being built on a native burial ground.. which is a thorny concepts for sure, but this is an old enough episode to get away with it and I like homer angrily calling his realtor only to find out the guy mentioned it 5 or 6 times. The house tries to give a meancing speech.. only for marge to angrily tell it off, a bit I love, from Julie Kavner's delivery to how it works. She demands it either leave them alone or live with them in peace.... it chooses to collapse on itself after shooing them outside instead. Aw well can'jt please everyone. Just several minutes of great jokes with some great horror sprinkled in.

Not a fan of this one. It IS better than I remembered as it packs in some good jokes. That's courtsey of writers Jay Kogan and Wally Woodarsky, who while having a slow start, finished their run on the show with classics Bart's Friend Falls in Love, Treehouse of Horror III and Last Exit to Sprinfield

The premise is a riff on the Twilight Zone Classic , To Serve Man. For those of you who don't know what the Twilight Zone is, you just made me feel very old, but it was a classic Science Fiction anthology series, running the gamut of genres and often falling into horror. The simpsons would go to the twilight zone a LOT for Treehouse of Horror: They'd riff on at least one episode a year for the first four treehouses and would still return to the well on occasions. The simpsons has parodied A Good Life (Bart's Nightmare), Living Doll (Clown Without Pity), Nightmare at 20,000 Feet (Terror at 5 1/2 Feet) , Little Girl Lost (Homer^3), and finally A Kind of Stopwatch (Stop the World I Want to Goof Off). As the show went on they drifted into parodying horror films more as Twilgiht Zone faded, but I miss it and hope they do one again some day or as a special since their now doing Treehouse of Horror Presents.

At any rate it's a pretty basic parody: Kang and Kodos in their first apperance kidnap the simpsons along with Sorak the Preparer, played by JEJ, and have them eat a lot, making vauge hints they'll eat the simpsons and droolling a lot. There's a gag or two I love: the ufo they abduct the simpsons in having to put out an extra beam to pick up homer, tilting to the side otherwise, the aliens admitting to having thousands of channels except hbo "That costs extra", and the aliens defensifiness when how primitive pong is is brought upop "Raise your hand if your capable of intergalactic travel". I love bart sticking up his hand and homer slapping it down. Good stuff.

Most of it though.. is eh. The twist is that. .they aren't trying ot eat them and are hurt Lisa assumes it with the book being how to cook FOR humans. Then how to cook FORTY humans, then how to cook for FORTY humans. I love Sorek's hurt feelings and what not, but it's a pretty bland parody compared to Bad Dream House, which nailed it. It feels like a bland middle to two pretty dope piece sof bread. It has some good jokes nad gave us Kang and Kodos, so it's not without merit, but it's easily the weakest segment in an otherwise good episode.

For our finale Lisa reads Edgar Allen Poe's classic Poem the Raven. In the second best refrence to it the shows ever done

It's the breakout of the segments and while I prefer Bad Dream House and stand by that, The Raven is very close and a very creative flex. Matt Groening was nervous it'd come off too pretentious, but instead we get a great break from formula. The first two segments, while fun breaks from teh simpsons mostly grounded reality, at this point anyway, do feel lik ea standard episode that just happens to be about a murder house. The Raven.. is something entirley diffrent.

It's a mostly straight adaptation of the poem: James Earl Jones does an impressive and haunting reading of Poe's narrations, while Dan Castlenatea does an awesome job as homer, injecting some humor into it but reading moments like the main character lashing out at the raven and his sorrow with such convection. While we'd see plenty of range from homer as the show went on, this was an early indicatior of just what dan was capable of with the character.

The show also nicely breaks tension in places: Homer is literally reading a book of forgotten lore, Bart chimes in with his commentary, and there's some good physical gags. But the heart of it, a tale of greving, loss and ultimate death, as the narrator gets haunted by a raven (Played by bart naturally, with Lenore played in a painting by marge (with the nice gag of her hair extending into another painting and Lisa and Maggie playing Serapphim), i'ts a wonderful segment that is hilarous.. yet also heartwrenching and haunting. I haven't read the poem, but this segment makes me feel it, a haunting wonderful piece. James Earl Jones kills it with the utmost conviction in his reading, upping the intsnesity was we go and really getting into it. He did a marvelous job and apparently went the extra mile for his performance in the second segment by eating a cookie while recording to get the drool right. What a man

So we end the specail with the kids fine but homer scared and Marge refusin gto help him because.. I dunno she's a dick tonight. A great end to a fantastic start to a wonderful tradition. Thanks for reading.. and james wherever you are up there... thank you.

[polyamorouspunk]

I just cried to my dad about how fucked up this country is and I dont think he ever really realized how much the political landscape that I’ve grown up in affected me until I told him “The America that me and my generation are about to inherit has gone to hell in a hand basket and doesnt deserve to be a country when the people running it refuse to step in and protect the rights of its own citizens.”

We were always taught that the bad things happening in this country were the things that nazis did. The things the worst of the worst did. The things we were taught to fight wars against. And no one in office is doing anything to stop it.

And for the first time, my dad didnt play devils advocate. He just nodded his head and agreed with me that this country is very fucked up.

But anyways I just cried about this for like an hour, so I could use some happy thoughts before I fall asleep if you can maybe?

It’s storming out. My mom leaned over me to watch the lightning in the sky out the window.

I got strawberries at the store today. They had some really big ones, but I went with a package that had more in them that were a bit smaller. While I was standing by the car waiting for my mom to go to the grocery store I noticed the blueberry bushes in the yard are full of blueberries. I stared really hard at them willing them to ripen, but it didn’t work.

I wrote my best friend out a card today and I’m going to put a package together to send them. They just got a promotion at work. A job they’ve been interested in since we were in high school. My other best friend is engaged. Her and her fiancé are coming down to visit me in October. She wants to go trick-or-treating with me again because we love Halloween. I’ve known her since I was five.

Sometimes my mom and I stand out on our front porch and watch the sun set over the fields. One time we hopped in the car at like 10pm at night and drove out into the country so she could get the perfect shot of the moon. None of them came out well but it’s okay. Sometimes she has me take pictures of things on the side of the road she sees, like flowers. I think she sends them to my brother. One time she pulled over and ran into a field to grab some cotton because she’s really fascinated with it. She also picks up peanuts that the peanut trucks drop when she rides her bike though town.

When I go to the grocery store people say hello and talk to me about the weather. I don’t know them. I didn’t grow up here.

My coworkers and I went bowling a few days before the store closed. I won the last round. We had fun.

My mom and I are painting the back porch blue. In the house I grew up in she painted our kitchen purple. She was a bit self conscious because “kitchens aren’t purple” but she wanted to paint it purple. It was a lavender color.

My neighbor and I painted fish on my walls because I always wanted an under water themed room. We never finished.

One night my friend slept over my house and the sound of the dishwasher scared us. We climbed in bed together and fell asleep like that.

When I was getting ready for my eight grade dance I got mail polish remover in my eyes. No one was home but my brother. He brought me to the bathroom and washed my eyes out.

My cousin and I used to make fairy gardens when we were little any time we saw each other. I only met her a few times growing up. I can drive to her house in under two hours now.

I think there’s always a home where we make one no matter what else is going on. Even if it’s just other people.

[abimee]

As someone in a very similar boat cosplay wise I really understand where you are coming from. Its easy to want to not give a shit and try to just do what you want but that nagging feeling that you're just gonna get judged or compared to others and you can't do anything about it can really easily run your whole day.

But I wanna believe that if enough of us cosplay what we want within our own means and support each other it could be stronger than that. You only get one shot at each convention and regrets suck. Whatever you do I hope you have an excellent time.

YEAH 😭 i always wanna brush it off but especially since im Really New to conventions and havent really done any other big-attendance type outings before being around so many people and seeing all the technical skill and work on display can really make me feel like i shouldnt have even tried/ill just be made fun of for showing up in what ''looks like'' a ''cheap halloween costume'' even if i made it myself

i always try to like tell myself that the cosplay seen is just heavily dominated by people with years of experience and with the money/means/time to make these things because they do cons often/do it professionally, and when im really feeling like shit i usually go back and look at like, photos from conventions in the 90s/2000s back when cosplaying wasnt as heavily monetized/mainstream and just like. look at all the cosplayers in plastic wigs and off the rack clothes altered into video game clothing and remind myself that this is a hobby first and foremost and im not trying to win any awards or become a cosplay creator/influencer online, i just wanna dress up when i go to a con and maybe make someone happy. and when i see others in their homemade costumes or just in a wig or anything i myself even go omg how fun!!! and getting to see them have a fun time makes me happy and reminds me that this is what its meant to be about!! having fun!!!

i also try to remind myself of last year when i went in a pretty ''OKAY'' hythlodaeus cosplay with a lot of shortcuts due to money and it being my first time ever sewing an outfit (i only did toy sewing beforehand), i didnt consider it all that good, but when i went to the con a guy stopped me with a gasp and said ''oh my god, can i take your photo?", and after i struck a pose for him he told me I ''made his entire con experience'', so i just gotta remind myself that someone out there is going to love my costume whether they get brave enough to tell or not and that all that matters is im having FUN

we will rise up and win against the evil thoughts that we are not good enough and are cosplays are not good enough, because no matter what the best cosplay is always the one that we have the most fun in and it doesnt matter the amount of detail or effort put into it, its about the experiences we have while cosplaying and i just gotta remember that [throws my hands in the air]

[uncle-dusknoir]

cosmog mail! the little puff of stardust places a present on basils porch very carefully, rings the bell, and teleports away.

the gift is somewhat sloppily wrapped with pumpkaboo and phantump themed wrapping paper. atop the package are a letter and a spell tag. the letter reads as follows:

"merry arcmas basil. sorry this shits so late.. was busy with family stuff a while. hope you like it. was pretty damn hard to get my hands on. also thought itd be funny to stuff the package with basil but. didnt have much basil and bolt said itd be a waste anyway. uh. dont know how to end this so. have a nice day? or night probably by the time this gets out to you -rs"

within the package is a few things.. a small bag of homemade cookies, a little container of basil, and something very large at the bottom, wrapped in many layers of old newspaper. a krookodile skull!

hello connie! you're doing very well at delivering!

see. sure it's not the average delibird but at least it makes SENSE that connie can teleport everywhere for delivering presents!!! banette don't even learn teleport normally! mine is just a DOUBLE freak. (affectionate) (i love her).

anyway. liveblogging the opening process. i love the halloween ass wrapping paper i think we need MORE seasonal spill in this direction honestly. and i get it, dw. as long as you had fun, yk?

COOKIES... oh i haven't made any at all this year. im gonna munch the hell out of these. as long as toothy's tongue doesn't get to them first. lemme... ...these are good...

this makes two people to send me basil. i appreciate it (genuine). i've been meaning to make pesto again at some point... it makes me wonder though. i have relatives who's names are poisonous herbs. if i had a poisonous herb name would you still send it to me

oh shit, this last thing is heavy, though... is it glass or s-

YOOOOOOO

[getitoffyourchestofficial]

hi this is a lot im sorry. i love to say words and dump shit that upsets me with no real correlation. my bad /gen (genuine) (idk if you know tone indicators im sorry ough)

you dont really Have to cook up a proper response to this i just need to put it somewhere where i wont immediately get piles of advice that i cant use. i know its well-meaning but ultimately the whole situation is ou of anyones control

(also putting this 🎪 here so i can try to find it later)

im stuck in a sisyphean nightmare of a weekly cycle: i have a good day -> my mood skyrockets -> i have a bad day -> my mood plummets -> rinse and repeat. at this point i think it might be a mental condition bc something doesnt even really have to Ruin My Day, i just have to face a minor inconvenience and then suddenly im all doom-and-gloom depression for 3-5 business days before springing back up as if nothing ever happened to do it all again. my mom says i might have bpd or bipolar disorder (i always get the two confused) because she has it and we just havent seen anyone about it, mostly because we dont have the money to see any doctors most of the time. i also kinda dont wanna have either of them? not in like an asshole way but in a these-people-face-stigma-that-i-dont-know-if-i-can-emotionally-handle way. in a im already queer and fat and poor and disabled in multipled ways and overall unsavory to neurotypicals/cishets/Default Settings way. yknow

todays inciting incident was a shitty shitty halloween carnival that didnt even have the thing i was excited for, didnt have any food, had lines that were miles long (hyperbole), was too hot, and i only got 8 shitty halloween things from -- half of which were lollipops, with half of those just being the same 2 flavors but Again. we stayed for 2 hours before my mom decided she didnt wanna be out of the house anymore as usual. i cant be too mad at her because shes mentally ill in the direction of "i dont want to go anywhere because my anxiety will spike" but unfortunately im mentally ill in the direction of "if i cannot leave the house to Do Things at my own pace at least once a week i will fall into a deep depression" so we clash pretty bad most of the time. this was also following multiple minor inconveniences mind you. and was also trailed by multiple minor inconveniences. it just has not gone well. this halloween is just shaping up to suck bc i was supposed to have a whole party but we had money issues so it had to be cut down to just 2 people for a sleepover, then one of them went out to see his grandma in another state and the other is apparently in the fucking hospital right now??? at least according to his posts. and i cant blame them for these either! schedules conflict and sometimes you go to the Fuckig Hosital. its out of anyones control but it still feels like shit. so its looking like my only shot at having any fun this halloween is the trunk-or-treat at my school and idk if im even allowed to go bc i had to drop out for mental health reasons and they told me i wasnt allowed on school grounds anymore. idk if that applies here. which btw. way to make a depressed kid feel worse. you can NEVER come to this high school again or we'll ARREST YOU. fuckin bullshit. BUT thats off topic the synopsis is that this halloween sucks so far and i dont really expect it to get better which extra sucks bc im turning 18 next year and i dont wanna let this be the last hurrah for my number one favorite holiday. i cant host fucking parties for my friends after then. im gonna be busy trying to fuck off to the other end of the country. i wont have TIME for it. idk. it sucks. this sucks. fuck art and fuck you /ref (reference) /nbh (nobody here)

Ik you don't want advice for this so I'll just put it on the blog.

And idk if you want it but here's a tea

☕

[katierosedreams2]

A Halloween I didnt expect 2

This past year was one I will never forget. Lilly won our bet, and made sure I was never a “man” ever again from that day on. The next morning after the party, I woke up to find all of what little clothes I had left gone. I had nothing but Alice’s Halloween costume I had worn the night before. Lily made me sleep in it, heels and all. She said she hoped I’d dream about sucking more dick, that it wasn’t going to be my last time I do it. I certainly didn’t like the sound of that. 

I freaked out that morning. I was yelling at Lily but all she could do was laugh. She said I looked like such a little slut and that I needed to start cleaning the house dressed just the way I was. She then took my credit card and left the house. I was so nervous the whole time I was cleaning, hoping I could get out of this terrible bet I made! My heart was racing as I cleaned the floor. My mind wondered wildly as I dusted, cleaned, organized and polished everything. 

Many hours later, Lilly arrived with Alice in tow. The second she saw me she freaked out and started screaming. “OH MY GOD!! Rylie!! I can’t believe it!! Lily, you weren’t kidding were you!?!? RYLIE YOU LITTLE SISSY SLUT! Oh this is going to be so fun!!” She was glowing with excitement. Both Lily and Alice looked at me like they had a new toy! “I know right!?!” Lily said with matching excitement. “Go to the car girl, there are some new things for you!” She said with a wink and a giggle. “Meet us in your room, we have work to do!” She grabbed Alice’s hands and walked toward my room. My heart sank. I slowly walked outside to the car. So many of my neighbors were outside, I could feel them staining. 

I looked in the windows and saw bags filling up the whole car. There were so many, the only place free to sit was the drivers seat. I noticed Alice’s car was also full too. OH MY GOD! I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING TO ME! There are thousands of dollars they spent on girls' clothes! My life is over! They must have maxed out all of my credit cards! This was just supposed to be one month! What the hell was happening to me!?!?

I opened up one of the doors and grabbed some bags, I then slowly walked inside. My heels clicked all the way to my room. It felt like I was carrying the end of my life in my hands. It felt like every step closer to my room was sealing my fate. But I couldn’t say no to her. I was still so horny I couldn’t help it. I was hoping if I went along with it I would be pardoned and just have to pay off those clothes that I was desperately hoping it was actually for the two of them and they were just trying to scare me.  

I slowly walked into my room to find they had stripped my bed of sheets and everything else I had. My credit cards, ID, and phone were all that was left. They even took my wallet and phone cover. Any trace of me, of some kind of man, was gone. 

“What’s- what’s going on?” I could hardly get the words out. The fear that ran through my body almost paralyzing it. “Just helping you follow through on our bet! Have you finally gotten that tape off yet?” Lilly almost mocked back at me. “But what’s with all that stuff? It’s for you guys, right? And no, I haven’t. I can’t get it off, it’s industrial strength. I haven’t had any time to look up how to safely get it off. I’ve been cleaning this whole time.” I could hardly get the words out. 

Lilly seemed irritated by my response. “Listen, you go get all of the bags from both cars. And yes, they are all for you. Believe it or not, this is what a girl uses in a month.” Alice cut her off. “What?” Lilly shot her a stern look. Alice looked scared and clearly thought of a quick response. “That’s only HALF of what a normal girl uses.” She wasn’t very convincing but Lily was staring me down. I once again couldn’t stand up to her. “Oh.” I just slowly got out. “Like I was saying before being so rudely interrupted, yes they are for you. So bring all of them in, and then go take a bath in my tube. Vanilla soap to soak the tape off. Take your time and reshave your body. Then put on what I have laid out for you on my bed.” Lily said sternly. I looked at her, scared and aroused. I wasn’t sure what to say. “Or would you rather just gag on cock again?!” 

I hung my head as Alice laughed. I left to start moving all of the bags in. The girls directed me where to put each bag. Once I was finally done, I was dismissed to go remove the tape. “I want my clothes back you little slut!” Alice added, as I was heading into Lilly’s room. 

This was so embarrassing. 

I filled up the tub and got in. It took almost a whole hour and it hurt like hell to get all the tape off. By the time I got out, I was smooth all over. My dick was burning, but I was happy to finally have it off. When I dried off I found nothing but a pair of pink furry handcuffs and a note on the bed. “Put these on behind your back. And let us know when you’re done.” I was terrified. But I did as I was told. I slowly cuffed my hands behind my back. 

I could hardly get the words out of my mouth, “i- i’m ready.” I felt so humiliated, embarrassed, and vulnerable. I felt like I was agreeing to help them destroy my life. I heard the sound of heels clicking coming down the hall. I thought that was odd because they weren’t wearing heels earlier. 

The sound grew as the girls made their way down the hall and appeared in the doorway. My jaw dropped. Lilly was wearing black 6 inch pumps with black sheer stocking, a short tight leather skirt that hardly covered her ass and showed off the tops of her stockings. She wore a small leather bando top, her boobs looked like they might just pop out. Her beautiful long blond hair was in large sexy curls. Her makeup was extra sexy. Alice was wearing black leather thigh high boots. A tight little black leather dress that hardly covered her butt and her boobs also looked like they were about to fall out. Her make-up was also extra done up and her sexy long hair was done up in a high sexy pony tail. 

The two girls looked like they do when they’re going out to the club to pick up guys. They looked absolutely sexy as hell. I normally just stare at them as they parade around the house and tease me, getting me all worked up before leaving. Then, normally I would jerk off to the thought of them actually having sex with me or at the very least giving me a blow job. But ever since Lilly told me I can only jerk off once a month, every time I see them like this, I go crazy and worry I might cum in my pants. They love it and tease me even more. I lose my mind every time.

They both smiled at me as they stood there. They clearly could tell that I was super turned on, my dick was as hard as it could get. They seductively walked up to me, swaying their hips. “Do you think we look sexy?” Lilly seductively spoke. All I could do was nod my head. My heart is racing. Oh my god, are my fantasies coming true? Lilly continued. “I’m so glad you think so! We are getting ready for girls night, and thought we’d play with you first before we go get some random guys big dicks to suck.” 

I can’t believe it! My dreams really are coming true! “r-really?” I quietly got out. “Oh yeah!” She spoke as they were seductively grinding up on me. Alice tugged on the cuffs to check if they were locked. Lilly was so close to my lips, I thought we were going to finally kiss! “I got something very very special for you. It’s for your cock.” She whispered to me. I moaned quietly as a result. She smiled and whispered. “Close your eyes baby.”  I did and then felt them slipping a blindfold over my eyes. “We don’t want any peeking now.” She whispered as I felt her breath and hands running slowly down my chest and stomach heading closer to my dick. I was already leaking precum. I hadn’t cum in so long. 

“I can’t believe this is finally happening to me!” I said with so much excitement. I can’t believe after all of these years of obsessing over her I’m finally going to get a bj from her!! “You’re getting exactly what you tiny little worthless baby dick deserves! You stupid little sissy cock slut!” Lilly almost laughed at me! 

“What?!” I started to freak out but Alice pulled me by my handcuffs, keeping me still. “Don’t you dare move you stupid little bitch!” Alice yelled in my ear. “What are you doing to me?!?” I started to freak out and lost my erection. Lilly started to laugh and I could feel her hands around my small testicals as I struggled. “If you keep struggling I will rip your tiny little balls off! Now be a good girl and stand still!” I was terrified as to what was happening. But I couldn’t defy her. I did as I was told, and stood still. 

I could feel a cold hard thing that she was forcing around my genitals. Then another cold hard thing pushed my small dick into my body. She was clearly doing something. Finally, I heard her laugh. “There! Now you have no choice! You can’t go back on our deal! Now be a good girl and get ready for girls' night! Your close are on your bed!” The two girls laughed, my handcuffs unlocked and they started to walk out the room. “And hurry! We still have to do your makeup and nails! We don’t want to keep those big cocks waiting! They aren’t going to suck themselves!” The sounds of their laughs and heels faded down the hall. I was too scared to see what they had done to me. 

I slowly reached up and removed the blindfold. I was terrified of looking down. When I looked, I saw nothing!! A small metal flat ring, my dick was gone and my small balls were hardly sticking out. They put a perfectly flat chastity cage on me. I couldn’t believe it! There was no obvious lock or key. It was like it was sealed on me! I started to freak out!!

“What!? Why!? Why did you do this to me!?” I yelled as I ran out of the room. I started down the hall but stopped as soon as I heard Lilly’s voice. “Rylie you stupid fucking slut! If you don’t do as you’re told, I will never let you out of your chastity! You won’t ever cum for the rest of your life! Do you understand?!” She yelled so angrily. I froze. I knew I had no choice. Not just because of her threat, but I still couldn’t say no to her. “Yes…” I quietly got out. “Yes mistress! From now on, your my slave! Now go get ready!” She yelled again. “Yes mistress.” I said and walked to my room. 

The girls had completely removed anything I had, anything a “man” would have. On my new pink bed, the girls had laid out a cute little pink vinyl maid's dress and a pair of pink six-inch strap heels. I sighed as the girls blocked the doorway behind me. I was trapped and had no choice but to obey. 

My life was never the same after that. They dolled me up and made me go to a gay bar's Halloween party. They got me very drunk and then provide free bjs to whoever wanted one for 3 hours. I swallowed so much cum, that at the end of it my stomach couldn’t take it and I threw up. It was all just white, and reeked of cum. Because that's all it was,  cum. 

They made me stay dressed as a girl every second of every day. Every night a new party. More and more cock. Eventually, one night, the girls had me finally “lose my virginity”. They laughed as guys did a fuck train on my ass. From then on, it was spit roast after spit roast. When October ended, Lilly made me keep dressing as a girl. I said that wasn’t part of the bet, but she said if I wanted a chance to cum at the end of the year I would have to keep being a sissy girl. I knew I had no choice, so I did. Four days later, as we were fucking some guys in the back room of a club, it finally happened, locked in my cage and getting both of my holes fucked with massive cocks, I came. I came so much it soaked my panties so much they dripped all the way home. Lilly said she now sees no reason to let me out at the end of the year now. After all, I “cheated” and came before the end of the year.

Her feminization only got more intense after that. I had a strict diet and exercise. She made me go to the doctor and start taking hormones. I got eye lash extensions. Then she made me get lip injections. But it got worse on my birthday. She made me get tattooed makeup. Permanent sexy seductive eyeshadow, lip color, eyebrows, the whole thing. I couldn’t hide it anymore. No matter what, I would have to wear makeup, or look like a slut for the rest of my life. I was so much more defeated after that. Shortly after, she made me get a boob job. A "perky" C cup. That’s when I knew I would be a sissy girl forever. 

Here I am now, as a sexy nurse getting ready for our first Halloween party. The girls and I have a competition going, who can get ten guys to cum first. I’m super excited about it! I hate to admit it, but I think I should thank Lilly, I love being a sissy. I am so happy with my life!

-Katierosedreams Og Caps

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Had my last class with one of my favorite classes today.

I feel the need to clarify that I wouldn’t exchange contact info with children before saying that I always take it as a compliment when my students ask to keep in touch with me. I can’t/don’t but its still sweet when they ask. The ones who have been talkative with me all year were disappointed to learn i wont be in the school next year and after trying to get my social media asked if i would come to their graduation next year.

Another one of my classes - not their last class - was watching Hocus Pocus. I put a lot of thought into what movies/shows I wanted to introduce my students to with my goal being to show them either American culture or something that most Americans love (i showed some clips of mean girls with another class)

The other quiet advanced class didn’t seem too interested in your regular school life/home life show (boy meets world) for christmas

So while I showed my on grade classes Freaky Friday, I tried to think of what my advanced classes would enjoy that they have never seem that fits the criteria i had. And ended up with - well I love halloween and i didnt get to celebrate with them. Besides being a great movie imo it really shows what Halloween looks like in the states and has a lot of american lore.

And im glad that i was right, the class that didnt care for bmw paid a lot more attention to hocus pocus.

But the other quiet class i rlly enjoyed watching it with. They were super into it. Very invested, laughing and gossiping about the movie

We watched the second half today and they were really excited. They liked the music, they reacted to binx getting hit by a car just like how i always did as a kid, they fell for the jump scares and laughed at all the jokes.

The first class didn’t care about mary riding the vacuum but the second class all laughed every time they saw her on it. The student near me was having a mini celebration when the sun started rising

We had some issues with the tech in the first 10 min so to finish we watched after the bell during break and only about 4-5 students (of 50) left to go to the bathroom and even they rushed back to see the very end

And i could see a bunch of them holding back tears at the end when binx dies in the cats body and they all clapped when it ended

And it was really fun to introduce them to one of my favorite movies and for them to be so into it.

Anyway ive been sick since september and living with a psycho. Working with a psycho. Ive felt like a pinball for the past year stuck bouncing back and forth between two places i hate being.

Didnt get a comfortable place to live

Didn’t meet new friends

Barely went on dates

Haven’t traveled

Still haven’t joined any dance classes

Haven’t gone to concerts

I have to leave my current school because… so much stress and drama i could write a book

Found another school. Not great…eating away at my life…

I planned to just deal with the exhaustion and force myself to do the things i came here to do

And now my grandfather is in the hospital… from surgery he got sepsis then pneumonia now he has blood clots….

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