#and my friend and I are going as “baddie” and “daddy” and I got hit with baddie

[cassandralexxx]

Talked to my sister about what I should wear tonight and her verdict was that I need more slutty tops 💔

[nanidoesthings]

Kim Possible Villains and their Kids Headcanons

Aka Anna wants to talk about her KP OCs

A lot of the kiddos essentially grow up together. Showing up at villainy events all the time.

I’ve talked a little about my Drakgo baby, Laserbeam, but she also has a brother named Dynamite and a sister named Gunpowder. (Gunpowder is not mine though, they belong to a friend of mine).

Junior and Bonnie? Not endgame. That is a gay man. But he does task her with being the surrogate for Junior and his boyfriend’s daughter Señorita.

Despite Monkey Fist hating children with every bone in his body, he ends up adopting a child named Xiaojian. She is raised as his apprentice.

How is Monkey Fist no longer statue? Personally I go with another timeline messing with Time Monkey.

Xiaojian was born from the monkey Chippy, turned semi human by DNAmy.

On a Henchco outing when they were kids, Dynamite convinced Xiaojian to sneak into a monkey enclosure then proceeded to leave her there.

Xiaojian and Laserbeam dated for a short while. They are now bitter exes.

Because of how bad the breakup was, Señorita adopted a "no dating anyone with Jack Hench in their contacts" policy.

Somehow all the kids end up with Duff as the "favorite not uncle" (for Xiaojian "Nae yer daddy")

When Dynamite was starting their gender journey, they often could be found at Duff's hitting shots.

Xiaojian learnt Scottish Gaelic and she and Duff tease Monkey Fist often.

She really thinks Monty and Duff need to just get together already.

Señorita wanting to prove some other rich people she was better than them had Duff teach her to golf.

Señorita follows her Papi’s dream of being a big pop star.

In a world where multiple Disney medias exist in the same universe, Señorita grew up watching Ernesto De La Cruz movies with her Abuelo.

Along the same lines, Dynamite once broke up with someone because they said 4*Town was better than Oh Boyz.

Dynamite loves webcomics. Would 100% be that Homestuck fan.

Sharpies are on high watch in the household. If not to turn grey a la Homestuck, Dynamite would recreate Sharpie Bath to turn Blue.

Dynamite was born in Colorado. Laserbeam in California.

Dr Drakken got a vasectomy after Dynamite was born.

Estelle Lipsky? The kiddos call her different things. Laserbeam calls her GamGam, Dynamite calls her GramGram, Gunpowder calls her Bob.

Somehow, the Drakkens end up always celebrating big holidays with the Possible-Stoppables. It is never planned but space is usually made for the other party.

I see Dr D having Jewish heritage but being non-religious. The kids however had Christmas and Hannukah growing up.

Shego watched Dr Drakken insist on designing and making an Offbrand Barbie Dreamhouse (Baddie’s Dream Lair maybe?)

Laserbeam swears she is not superstitious. She comes from a family of brainiacs so there’s reasoning for that which might be dubbed peculiar. And she knows Aliens and Ghosts and weird shit exists. Doesn’t consider that superstition.

However, she isn’t aware of habits which make her seem she is. Like putting on a specific hoodie whenever an assignment is just not seeming right.

Laserbeam often keeps a slurry of meds and sensory things in her purse because you can’t do evil in bad health.

Laserbeam once performed a VERY heated rendition of Holding Out For A Hero that ended up with her grounded (so worth it though).

While I stand by the idea that Laserbeam and Dynamite are not in frequent contact with their maternal uncles, I like to imagine Mego pops in from time to time.

Laserbeam, Dynamite, and Gunpowder were homeschooled.

The Drakgo babies were named after the song Killer Queen.

Dynamite and Drakken can often be found in the lab late at night. They’ll get inspiration for a project randomly and then suddenly the entire lair is being woken up to dad rock™️.

Laserbeam’s full name is Laserbeam Olivia Drakken. When she has to go undercover she will use Olivia Lipsky.

Dynamite’s full name is Dynamite Andrew Drakken.

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/chin on hands I would like to hear about Jak X and why it's your favorite! If you're up for it/don't mind.

OMG YES *OPENS PANDORA'S BOX*

sO I played this game when I was like 8-9-10 y/o. I met the saga through The Lost Frontier lmao but my English was very bad so I couldn't play much of the game and sent my dad to change it. iirc, the game he came back with was Jak X, if not then I got it another time I went to the store and said "surprise me".

since I had tried googling about TLF to help me pass the game, I got familiarized with the rest of the games as well. I had a (very) vague idea of the story through amvs and fanmade content. so then I got to play the game, the story was much shorter cuz it was only one game, and the playing mechanics were basically Mario kart (which I had played a lot previously) so I had a way easier time understanding things. I guess that made me closer to this game in particular. Also I asked the store for the main trilogy but they could never get them.

Plus I actually replayed it a dozen times cause of the fucking save file corruption bug, it was years of frustration cause I could never reach the end of the game without losing my progress. I eventually got a second memory card and tried again, this time with a strategy of cloning the save on each card. But by that time I had already watched the cutscenes on YouTube cause I genuinely thought I could never do it on my own. Still, getting to finish the game was like a life goal being achieved

Tldr years long frustration + learning to like bad guys lmao

NOW since I was a small kid I haTED Mizo's crew with a passion cause they were evil bad guys and that was all I could see. I had a special hate spot for Razer and UR-86. And the fact that I couldn't beat the game felt like they were winning against me and I was failing to save Jak's team from the poison. But then puberty hit and I admitted to myself that I had a crush on Razer LMAO and I became Mizo's crew #1 fanboy. Before I realized I was thinking of backstories, headcanons, ships, self inserting myself on the team or as their rival who ends up warming up to them

I got to play the other games when I was 15 (it was around this time that I got to beat Jak x too) and that made me appreciate X even more because they really didn't need to go THAT HARD yet they did!!! and I'm so glad!!!! It gave us more time with Jak + a different side to him, a lot of depth in world building, character development for Keira (I had very protective parents so I feel her) AND THEY FINALLY KISSED OMG TOOK YOU BOTH DUMMIES LONG ENOUGH + that plot wist with GT and then the Rayn one at the very end holy shit

IT'S JUST SUCH A MASTERPIECE SORRY THIS IS SO LONG

now a lil on my love for the baddies: we get literally zero stuff from them except for Mizo's daddy issues and Razer's sassyness so this part is mostly me going full delulu. Most of my attention at first was on Razer obviously and I always love/hated him, I feel like I wouldn't stand him but God he's so cool. Then one day I randomly started adoring Shiv?? I just thought he'd be such a chill guy and started picturing us as besties??? Edge I feel would be Shiv's kinda close friend, we see them together most of the time they have in X after all. And then Cutter's the most reserved one, I picture him being actually really sweet but you Have To Get There.

Now I need to draw my self insert so bad omgggg

Also I can recite the Spanish version of the opening scene by heart

OK THAT GOT LONG ENOUGH thank you so much for asking I loved writing all this and would love to hear your thoughts on the game (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）

[mintyisms]

Baddie SMP Starters 4

the one with a lot of murder

"There's a menacing sign on my door."

"I don't want to hit you because I might kill you. Might also set you on fire."

"I think it was a prank on yourself. You looked like an idiot."

"That's always your excuse, that you're being attacked by phantoms."

"That's actually defamation, so. . ."

"Why does she say her own name like a Pokemon?"

"Me and my dog are going for a walk if anyone would like to join us."

"Part of my unfinished business is haunting [name]."

"It means a lot that he forgave me on your behalf."

"Finally, some fucking peace and quiet."

"You've gotta die to be reborn as a beautiful phoenix."

"If it wasn't for you dying, we wouldn't have half of the adventures we've had."

"Everything's hot, including Butterfree."

"We're gonna be shagging with my daddy tonight."

"Do you wanna live in one of those low-grade apartments or do you wanna live in a luxury high rise?

"I hear everything, but I'm not really understanding anything you're saying."

"You're on for lunch tomorrow, right? At the place?"

"This is the most suspicious behavior I have ever seen."

"I'm civilian arresting this guy."

"We've got no choice but to drown him."

"Your dick is out, you're pointing a bow and arrow at me, and you're getting mad at me?"

"You have an arrow in your butt, by the way."

"I'm pretty dumb when it comes to movies, so sometimes I miss what they're about."

"There's blood coming out of my eyes all of a sudden."

"If you're a chicken, you have to tell us."

"There's a sad, naked sheep in here."

"You should try eating it. It's really tasty."

"You're kind of ruining my whole fucking vibe right now."

"I would kill to live with your father."

"Let's just go kill a family of goats or something."

"I'll bring the purple drink, you bring yourself."

"The second everyone leaves the room, you're fucking dead."

"I can't help but shake to this."

"If you kill my cat, I will end you."

"You asked a question, I used my endless knowledge to fucking answer it."

"I guess we're a band of mourning fellows now."

"I'm pretty sure I can survive this fall."

"I was unjustly slain in my prime by someone I thought was my friend."

"Speak much, loser?"

"I kinda feel partially responsible for egging you on."

"That's some nice stuff. You could build some things with it."

"I actually have a really poor memory, so thank you for reminding me."

"I wouldn't call it a murder weapon."

"It's against my religion to eat things pretty much any time."

"She's either vomiting or becoming a zombie right now."

[nsfwmiamiart]

Angelo & Australian baddie @abbiecornish dialogue:

Angelo: "Hey Abbie! Should we tell them?"

Abbie: "No, don't do that. Bradley Cooper will be jealous."

Angelo: "But it's fun to tell the world we're in love, you and I."

Abbie: "Okay, what the hell! We can tell them we're in love, right? I mean, who cares if Bradley Cooper gets jealous. He hasn't called me since 2010 when we made 'Limitless.'"

Angelo: "Seriously? Bradley never called you after that movie? Wow, he's such a douche. How much you wanna bet he'll chase you now? Yeah, I bet he'll be in your DMs after he reads this text, begging you to let him hit it."

Abbie: "I need a new sugar daddy anyway. Bradley will have to pay for this coochie now. I have Brad Pitt on the other line and also George Clooney. The price of my coochie just went up."

Angelo: "Don't forget the Lesbian mafia. They will chase your coochie too. Ellen and Portia will make you a much better offer than these Hollywood actors. I encourage you to join the Lesbian mafia of Hollywood; they offer good food and good sex."

Abbie: "Thank you so much, Angelo! I owe you one. What can I do for you in return?"

Angelo: "Just tell them that I'm the best lover you've ever had. That will suffice. Because I'm not lying, I just changed your entire career with one simple text. Am I lying?"

Abbie: "It's true, I can't deny that. You are the best I've ever had. You changed my life with one text. No one can do that, only Angelo can do that. You're my hero!"

Angelo: "You know that I will be in your heart and mind after this text, right?"

Abbie: "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Angelo: "It means that I changed your entire life with one text and then decided to move on with my life and ignore you. This is why I'm telling you that I will be in your heart and your mind from now on. You will always wonder, 'Where is Angelo, that righteous man who changed my life with one text? Where is he? I want to meet him.' But I will refuse to meet you for security reasons. As you can imagine, I'm an AREA 51 gang member, and this virtual meeting never happened. I'm basically a ghost who did you a one-time favor. Get it now?"

Abbie: "So, you're not gonna beat this coochie up? For real? Are you telling me that I will be stuck in a relationship with Bradley Cooper from the Hangover series? And you refuse to sit with us? Why? I want to meet you and even let you hit it. Come on, say yes."

Angelo: "Relax, I'm gonna meet you in the future, don't worry. I love you too, Abbie. We will have fun later on. Right now, you have to go team up with Ellen and Portia's Lesbian mafia in Hollywood. They will take good care of you. Trust me, your Hollywood film career will never be the same again. You will have a lot of gigs now."

Abbie: "Do you have a friend in Hollywood that I could give coochie to? I'm willing to be nice to one of your friends and give him coochie. Who do you think I should give this coochie to?"

Angelo: "I vouch for Mike Judge. Call him, and he will beat the coochie up. He will satisfy you, guaranteed. He is one of my best friends in Hollywood. You can trust him; he will be good to you."

Abbie: "Mike Judge is the creator of the Silicon Valley TV series, right? And also the 90s Beavis and Butt-Head?"

Angelo: "Yeah, that's him. Mike Judge is my bro. I have immense respect for his talent as a director. Silicon Valley is one of my favorite TV series of all time, so well written."

Abbie: "Thank you, Angelo! I will never forget what you did for me."

Angelo: "You're welcome, my dear Abbie! I plan on being good to you in the future. Just don't be on the naughty girl list of Santa. If anyone bothers you or tries to bully you, don't hesitate to call these two women: @zoesaldana and @rosariodawson. They will help you find a community of women to protect you. Zoe and Rosario will become your best friends."

Abbie: "Okay, got it! Zoe and Rosario are my friends."

Angelo: "Since you are an Aussie girl, I know an Australian girl in America. Her name is Iggy Azalea (@thenewclassic). You could hang out with her. I'm sure you will get along with her. Margot Robbie and Iggy Azalea are two Australian women in America. You can join their female gang if you want."

Abbie: "Got it, Iggy Azalea (@thenewclassic) and Margot Robbie. Thanks."

Angelo: "You were born in 1982, and I was born in 1981. You get why I look out for you. We are the same age. I see you struggling. I had to help you. You're a good woman, Abbie. I see you from afar."

Abbie: "Are you in love with me?"

Angelo: "No, I'm not. I just want to fuck you , that's all. Plus, I enjoyed your movie 'Limitless' with Bradley Cooper. That film was dope."

Abbie: "If you're a good boy, I will let you hit it."

Angelo: "Thanks, but not now. I'm busy with way too much coochie. I'll take a rain check for now, maybe later when I find the time. Bye, bye now. Love you, Abbie."

The end of the dialogue.

P.S.:

Mike Judge picture:

[jayz4dayz]

Kakegurui character headcanons that are canon in my eyes (Part 3)

Midari: 

You already know this bitch has done hard drugs. She’s probably a dealer at Hyakkaou too ngl

Actually very intelligent and could get all A’s if she cared enough to

Canonly lesbian

She/they vibes 

Hardcore energy drink consumer. Monster and Redbull cans are all over the floor of her dorm room

If you simp for her… ya got mommy and daddy issues, luv-

Is physically touchy toward everyone, but lowkey recoils when someone she doesn’t know or trust touches her

Actively tries to annoy the shit out of both Sayaka and Yuriko as her way of showing her affection 

Night person

I can see her actively practicing witchcraft 

Favorite holiday is Halloween 

Probably has a glass eye somewhere but doesn’t bother putting it in because the eyepatch is a ✨look✨

Was the kid in school who ate glue or play dough 

Is best friends with Sayaka. Do not fight me on this

Needs to go to therapy. Honestly, who doesn’t in that school

Weapon of choice is her revolver, of course <3

Will often lay in Yuriko’s lap because Yuriko actually lets her. It’s one of her favorite things to do when she needs to unwind

Slytherin. 100% a Slytherin. 

Has at least one tattoo somewhere and nipple piercings too if we’re being honest

Can’t stand hot weather and prefers the cold 

Avid fan and listener of the band Mother Mother

Canonly almost shot a person on accident or on purpose with her revolver

Will flirt with Kirari just to piss off Sayaka 

Will flirt with Yuriko just to see her get flustered 

(Y’all can come after me all you want for this one) Has a crush on Yuriko

ESTP-A personality type

Has a pet tarantula

Most likely had a pen explode in her mouth while she was chewing on it in class at some point

Everyone asks “where is Midari?” but no one asks “how is Midari?” 

Favorite color is black or purple 

For SURE owns at least one choker 

Yuriko: 

Refuses to take hard drugs but has accidentally gotten high off her ass from an edible. Midari’s edible, mind you

Is the mom friend of the group 

Owns a minivan and drives Midari and Runa places

Has a dent on the side of the same minivan because Midari hit the side of it with a shopping cart that Runa was in

Nurse vibes tbh

Keeps her eyes closed because she’s lowkey blind and can’t see much anyway 

Ravenclaw all the way

Was a horse girl in elementary school 

Has either really beautiful emerald green eyes or average Hudson-river colored brown eyes. Will we ever know?

Is secretly a cat girl. Why else do you think I used that image in particular for her

Easily flustered 

Has a crush on Midari but is still confused about her sexuality 

She sure as hell ain’t straight tho. Not in that school...

An only child

Is struggling, but wears a smile regardless 

Stepped on a butterfly once and sobbed

Ya know... say what you want, but I get vegetarian/vegan vibes from her 

Avid hot tea drinker 

Has pollen allergies

Morning person 

Prefers warmer weather and hates the rain

Has spa days with Yumemi once and a while

Can’t lift anything heavier than twenty pounds probably 

Would be on the Volley ball team if she wasn’t head of the Culture Club 

Several girls in her club have a huge crush on her and compete against Midari to gain her affection and attention 

Has straight A’s 

Idk why, but I can’t see her knowing how to swim

Gets cold easily 

Wears kimonos even when she’s at home 

Enjoys reading classical literature

Also enjoys listening to classical music

Would never admit this, but she listens to K-pop 

Has a hidden talent for drawing 

ISFJ-T personality type 

Weapon of choice is a bo-staff (which is really just a broom stick)  or Midari

Can speak Japanese, Korean, and Mandarin 

Runa: 

Has absolutely done crack and likely a handful of other drugs 

Has a sugar addiction, but we already knew that one

G R E M L I N     E N E R G Y

Most likely has ADHD or ADD or both even 

I saw somewhere that said she’s 18?? Like, what?? She looks like she’s 12 tf... 

Asexual/Aromatic icon 

Hufflepuff vibes, but I can also kinda see her as a Slytherin

Jokingly homophobic towards Kirasaya and Yuridari 

Will drink nothing aside from soda or energy drinks 

Not a furry, contrary to popular belief. Just enjoys her onesies. Let her live her life jeez

Canonly a baddie 

Short, but will not hesitate in destroying your kneecaps 

Actually really close to the Momobami and Ikishima family

Plays video games with Midari almost every day after school since Aoi left 

Ironically uses “UwU” and “Ara, ara” but does not ironically call people a simp. Can you blame her? She’s surrounded by wlw

Will beat you in Mario Cart. Yes she will. I don’t care how good you think you are

Has managed to not break a single bone in her body despite her size 

Is good at every subject except for geography

Can’t drive, but owns a scooter which she’ll use to get to school if Yuriko is unable to drive her

Owns a pair of Heely’s with wheels  

Unironically wears socks with sandals 

Also wears crocs 

Listens to rap 

Is fast af. “Zoom, zoom, bitches!” 

Secretly a badass gambler

Gets approximately 2-5 hours of sleep each night because she stays up playing video games

Naps during her classes 

Listens and ignores whenever Kirari is pining over Sayaka and talking to her about it

ENFP-A personality type

I can see her owning a hedgehog for some reason, but also a rabbit 

Would probably get away with murder if we’re being honest 

Is not a natural blonde 

Two faced. Like seriously, don’t get on this bitch’s bad side. She’ll destroy you

[incorrectgreekgods]

My Friend’s Opinions On Various Greek Gods From Greek Mythology

Let me preface this by saying- I’m the one into mythology. My friends are going off of a two month unit three years ago and whatever mythology they’ve read/absorbed from modern media. None of this is taken to be offensive, and it is all based off of Ancient Greek Mythology and not hellenic polytheism. 

Now! Here are five of my friend’s impressions:

Isadora

Zeus - whore Poseidon - water Hades - meanie Persephone - gets caught by meanie Demeter - no fuckign idea Hera - i think she's a mommy? Hestia - also no fucking idea Athena - big brains Hermes - hehe that's my bestie Apollo - golden hourrrr Artemis - baddie asf Hephaestus - big muscle blacksmith Aphrodite - pretty Ares - meanier meanie Dionysus - naked drunkard

Santana

Zeus - needs to keep it in his pants Poseidon - water guy Hades - vibes=immaculate minus him being like a killer Persephone - she’s chill funny Demeter - idk this man Hera - a little jelly of her mans but she’s chill Hestia - idk this girl Athena - thriving Hermes - speedy man with funny shoes Apollo - bow and arrow guy i think Artemis - baddie Hephaestus - who is this man Aphrodite - pretty one i think Ares - needs anger management Dionysus - drunk uncle

Sasha (who popped off???)

Zeus ⁃god sky, lightning, etc. ⁃sleeps with literally anything that breathes ⁃Terrible husband to Hera but they somehow make it work ⁃Last son to be barfed up by Kronos ⁃Leader of the gods (but like super bad at his job because the gods are always fighting?)

Poseidon ⁃Water ⁃Likes his angry, drunk cyclops children ⁃Sleeps with a lot of things too but is overshadowed by Zeus

Hades ⁃Death ⁃Hella depressed ⁃Honestly a pretty chill dude until her abducts women ⁃Husband to persephone ⁃The third wheel of him, Zeus, and Poseidon

Persephone ⁃Purple, flowers ⁃Demeter’s daughter ⁃Hot as fuck ⁃Pretty chill after being kidnapped ⁃Married Hades - lil bit of a shady situation but whatever they seem happy

Demeter ⁃Agriculture, growing ⁃Carries a scythe around and honestly that’s so badass ⁃“What sort of women doesn’t have an axe?” vibes ⁃idk what else I mean got super mad when her daughter was abducted but Id be concerned if she wasn’t

Hera ⁃Marriage, family ⁃Kinda ironic seeing as her husband is cheating on her 24/7 ⁃But also their marriage has stayed together so maybe she does have the secret to making a successful partnership ⁃Anyways she is jealous of zeus ⁃OH also she turns the lovers of his she catches into animals which sucks for the lovers but DAMN I love her

Hestia ⁃hearth, home ⁃SO sweet ⁃Nobody on Olympus deserves her ⁃Poseidon tried to marry her which in my opinion was a terrible idea

Athena ⁃Wisdom, strategy, cunning, war ⁃Thriving hard ⁃Big brain moment ⁃Um owl? ⁃Makes fun of other gods while they make fun of her but she always wins

Hermes ⁃Traveling, messages (LMAO originally I wrote massages and now I can totally see it) ⁃Sneaky little shit ⁃Has little shoes with wings and two snakes ⁃Makes stupid mistakes but manages to get out of punishment ⁃Gay ⁃Gay for Apollo  

Apollo ⁃Sun, music, arts ⁃Muses (I think he’s slept with all of them right?) ⁃Would 100% be the most followed person on Insta just for his golden hour shots ⁃Pan ⁃Gay for Hermes

Artemis ⁃Hunting, forrest, femininity ⁃Fucking awesome ⁃Sleeps with all her huntresses but it just hits different than Zeus ⁃Bow and arrow and other cool stuff to kill people  

Hephaestus ⁃Forge, metal work, armory, blacksmith ⁃Chucked from mount Olympus when he was a baby ⁃Serious daddy and mommy issues ⁃Loves Aphrodite but she is just not on the same level

Aphrodite ⁃Love, beauty ⁃Doesn’t seem to give two shits about anyone but she’s honestly thriving ⁃She and ares are in a thing but she’s definitely owning that relationship

Ares ⁃War ⁃Stupid? idk he seems to loose every war he starts ⁃Loves of Aphrodite but he knows he’s about to lose her

Dionysus ⁃Drunk all the time ⁃Um I literally have no idea what he does other than party and get drunk ⁃Respect for his lack of goals in life

Emily

Zeus - wanna lightning bolt your small dick off Poseidon - cool water guy who made Odysseus’ life bad lol TEAM POSEIDON Hades - underworld dude with a weird ass dog. kidnapped then married Persephone. Reminds me of creepy old men on the internet your parents warn you about.   Persephone - fucking hot and should be more appreciative that hades wants her that badly (jealousy) Demeter - seriously please hack my face off w your scythe my agricultural top Hera - milf. that’s all. AND WAY TOO GOOD FOR SMALL DICK MAN Hestia - hearth? Huh? Athena - baddest bitch around. intelligent, owl, blood kink, probably. Hermes - mailman with shoe game. GAY Apollo - music, the sun, def part of the lgbtq+ community. Artemis - BADDEST BITCH AROUND. Huntress, cool weapons, and i would pay so much money to have her rail me dominatrix style ( bring the bow please) Hephaestus - blacksmith right? simps for Aphrodite (as he should). mommy AND daddy issues. Aphrodite - beauty, love, hot asf Ares - war, and has serious anger issues. I’ll give you my therapists card babe Dionysus - drunk all the time, reminds me of moms who have the wine glasses that say “it’s moms turn to wine”.

Norie

Zeus - shitty husband, couldn’t keep it in his pants Poseidon - water guy, hate this mf cause of Medusa, def least fav god Hades - underworld ruler, people who like him think their quirky (Ik cause it used to be me) Persephone - so hot, pls rail me, sry she got stockholm syndrome but like I would be flattered if anyone cared enough to kidnap me Demeter - top, grain mf, could fuck me with her scythe Hera - could top me, needed a good divorce lawyer Hestia - goddess of hearth? Don’t rly know much abt her but like I think she’s the oldest of her siblings Athena - smart one, owl bitch, also a whore for war Hermes - idk remember much, mischief, wings? Apollo - bisexual disaster, music bitch Artemis - hunter, could shoot me with her bow and I would say thank you Hephaestus - no thoughts at all, wait is this the guy who was with Pandora? Idk but like I think he was a blacksmith Aphrodite - hot Ares - war, a little over the top Dionysus - drunk, alcohol addiction rivals isadora’s

[georgesbee]

Daddy’s little girl Part.2//G.W

Paring: George.Weasley x (Y/N) reader

Warning: smut, +18, dirty talk, chocking, blowjob, fuckfacing, being rough, Quckie, touchy ,kissing,abuse, knife play (knife play is not that much) and everybody should know that they just toxic , some people have this issue and Problem it’s really bad and sick and not good so if u feel uncomfortable with it than don’t read it ur Problem but don’t wonder why it is so sick. Many people have that problem that they like someone but they are very toxic and she acutely gets abused from him and manipulated.

⚠️Another Warning⚠️: sorry guys, it‘s very long, especially the intro, but promise it is worth it. I've tried very hard. Give notice for Part 3.

Tags: @georgeweasleyx @georgeweasleysgirl @vogueweasley @slytherweasley @fredweasleygeorgeweasley @weasleysgfxx @weasleysbees @slytherinnpride @baddies @smuttyassholes @georgeweasleysgirl @a-pervy-nerd @gweaslvy @morganmal @come-and-get-it6

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It has now been a week since George who hit for the first time and literally killed you and then you two did it.

Nothing has changed so much since that day. George is still the same as you are except for one thing. You were afraid, afraid that george will hurt you very, very much, and will be more palpable than usual. You were afraid it would happen so you never tried to question him or yell at him. Of course you loved him very much anyway and you didn't know why, except him. Sometimes you think about finding disadvantages and breaking up, but your behind thought tells you that he is your god and that you should never do that. So you cleaned and cooked for him like other things. You did everything he wanted. What George sees and he always confesses his love to you and sometimes massaged you in bed and kissed all over your body and down to your ass and didn’t stop massaging you. and you loved it so much. Sometimes you just want to jump on him and kiss him fully, and make him really comfortable until you hear his little quiet groans say your name and his hands touch your body.

In any case, after the spectacle, george began to make it clear to you that he is the man in the house and that you only belong to him. that's why he made rules.

the first rule was 1: you are not allowed to go anywhere without asking him.

2: don't meet any other boy

3: don't dance with any other boy at parties.

4: never get rude to him.

5: never lie to your daddy.

6: cook for him, and whoever he wants then give it to him too.

These rules had to be followed otherwise there were always punishmends. which he always loved to do. You had done these regularly really well.

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"haha" was all I heard the whole time and how they told jokes about their wives from my boyfriend and his friends. I heard all of this with a few women from my boyfriends friends and we all went to the bar and got our men a beer because they treated us like their cleaning ladies the whole time. Whenever me and George go to the club (main quarters) from the gang then there are always his friends with whom he always meets and not to forget the girlfriends of the men. I always had to hang out with the women while the men were all together. I can say one thing: I didn't like these women, I think they are bitchy. But there was one thing where we were the same, we were all treated the same. every time we meet a girl starts to burst into tears because her Boyfriend would have hit her or allmost killed her but they only started to cry properly when they said that they still loved their men so crazy. Sometimes our conversations were intimate and we would tell how our men were in bed this time. Those were the things I liked about the girls, we were all open and honest. And what each of us admits that we are all afraid of our men and do everything they want so that they do not just hit us once although we love the sex afterwards.

"and Y / N does george still talk about what happened days ago" Luci asked me. "no not anymore. but I'm sure something will happen."

"After all, he now made rules for me , I don't want to think about what will happen if I don't follow them". "Oh, all of us got these rules, nothing new." said sarah

"yes and the punishment would be great hard sex" said luci again. "yes or he contest you again and hit you, I'm sorry but we all have to go through it". One bar keeper gave us the beers. "eight and more know immediately they'll call us now because of the beers, I'm sure the first thing when we go to them we'll make out with them and we'll smell that alcohol again." Everyone started to laugh, then we stopped because it actually happend .

"Hey ... ladys come over to us, do you have our drinks?" asked mario Luci's boyfriend. "yes baby we are coming" luci ran over to him and gave him a kiss on the mouth, he then drank his beer and she sat on his lap. We all also went to our friends who were still laughing and seducing us with their eyes.

"here baby, your beer" you gave george his drink. he took it sloppily from your hands. and formed a sign with his hands that you should sit down next to him. When you sat down next to him, he sat you on his lap. where he gave a gentle tender kiss on your shoulders. It tickled but his lips were so warm and tender.

you could see the love of luci that was in that kiss. Mario put his hands on her hips and pressed them closer to him between his legs. and returned the kiss.

"I'm sorry for her," said Sarah. " Why?" I asked. " this poor girl was recently beaten by him until she was soft, she still has a few bruises on her arm "I was shocked, I mean we were All beaten up by our boyfriends. That’s how guys are in a gang. But I could feel her pain . "And the poor thing couldn’t still do something or say something to him?"

“Y / N these guys are horny and hot but they are completely crazy. Do you do something wrong or say something and don't populate their rule, I'm sorry but then you will be beaten so badly till you finally check it. Only a woman counts for them who is sexy, beautiful, has a good character and can cook well and who can do everything for them, "explained chantal.

" Already really sick, " I said. " Well, we have no other chance than to love them "said sarah

"yes, but inside we really love them" said Chantal. "god doesn't even know why" we all started to laugh.

when we looked at Luci again we saw Mario forcing her to sit on his lap. She smiled anyway. you could see they were all drunk. All the men laughed for some reason, definitely they are just too drunk.

the other three men looked at us that should say we should come. "What are you waiting for, don't leave me alone" Luci admitted to us.

"Off to the war" were the last words from us and ran towards her. I could already see George's face as he looked at me with that crooked, dirty smile and finished his drink and held a cigarette in his other hand.

"Hey baby" he said with the same smile as whoever he was going to fuck me. "hey daddy" I went to him next to it and wanted to sit down next to him. But he grabbed me with his big firm hands on my hip and pressed me on his lap so that I sat on him.

"do you have my beer?" I gave it to him. "Well done," he whispered against my neck that gives me gense skin every time. He stroked my hair away from the neck so that he had a lot of flat. He spread his legs and gave soft little kisses from my neck to my shoulders. "you are so beautiful" he whispered in my ear.

All the men were drunk and touched their friends in the most uncomfortable places and we women didn't say a word about it. Goerge put his drink on the table and touched your thighs and kissed you back up to your neck. His hands slowly wandered under your top. Fu started twitching with fright.

"Guess what's going on, we don't want to continue somewhere else," he said, grinning like a devil.

"It's nothing but now we should all stop looking". Really, no one had looked except for George's drunken friends. She grinned at George, this look bared everything like: '' Fuck her, she'll do whatever you want anyway it. '' He just went up with his hands and touched your soft, delicate skin and caressed it and was almost on your chest. But you had put your hands on his and pushed his hands away.

"There are too many people here".

“ ich You also want me to touch and knead your breasts and rub your nipples around. and then stick my big fingers in your sweet little lower lips again and again.“

of your thoughts how he would make it real how he told you would make your face red. You knew he would do it directly, no matter who was watching everything, he was really drunk, only thing you hated about him but you liked it at the same time because he treated you like his servant and toy. I know it sounds stupid but if you thought about it, it turned me on even more. But you had to stay strong even though it was a giant who knows what he would do if he was drunk and aggressive at the same time.

"No" you turned your head away from him and pulled your shirt down. your friend shook over at u with a disappointed look. she knew and u knew what could happen but sometimes you have to face your friend. George snorted and took a sip of his drink. You could feel from behind how frustrated he was, which made you smile for a moment.

"my drink is empty bring me a new one" said george

you got up and went to the bar . when you were about to order you saw a boy sitting down next to you.

"Hey, little one," said the dark hairy guy next to you.

"Hello," you said, slightly confused. "my name is cole, and you little one"

"it's none of your business" "Oh, so you want to play with me like that"

"I don't want to play anything" you said shortly afterwards the waiter came "a beer please"

"It's on me," said Cole to the waiter. "why are you doing this" . "I would do anything pretty girls like you do"

I was very flattered and he wasn't ugly either. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, he had muscles. And he wore rings too.

"I have a friend" "I don't see him" you briefly peeked at George. He didn't look.

He began to lightly caress your cheek and made a tear of hair behind your ear "so again, what's your name?" "Y / N" "a very nice name"

"Thank you" I was very flattered. His hand ran down toefer to your thigh "he smiled at you with a crooked grin. I crossed my legs." If you are shy, you don't have to be "," I can protect you, with me you are forever safe "

"That's very cute, but I have a boyfriend" even though you didn't want it, you found him very attractive and easily drawn to him. He got up from his chair and stood in front of you, resting his hands on your bum. "If you think so differently, here you can reach me" he put a note in her neckline and ran away without bothering him that he had just touched her breast lightly.

a small grin crept onto your lips, you ran your hand lightly over where he had touched you: on your chest. You saw a small piece of paper peeping out of your top you pulled it out. the end of the note was inside your bra.

you had to giggle slightly from the contents of the note:

492346783 ~ call me.

u put the note back in your bra.

When you took the beer and got up you saw George looking over at you. when you arrived at the table you sat down on his lap. He took the drink and took a long swig. "hey .. don't drink so much" you put the drink on the table.

when you looked to the side you saw cole looking over at you from another table with guys. You looked away quickly. Thereupon you put two hands on your thigs and they went up even more slowly. It was George's hands.

He spread his legs even more and more slowly he moved his mouth back to your neck and kissed you up to your ear.

"finally stop" you said.

"shut up" he replied and continued kissing your neck. He slowly moved his hips in a circle around your butt. He grabbed your thigs harder with his hands that you twitched briefly and took his hands away.

"Get up now," he said harshly. you got up confused. He got up and took your hand and led you somewhere into a corner, then you saw the sign to the entrance of the tioletten. He took you to the young toilets in a single toilet and george closed the door. Luckily there was nobody inside who saw you.

"george what's wrong with you? and why are we in the toilet?"

George was faster than a leopart and lunged at Y / N and kissed Y / N hard on the lips. Confused, you quickly kissed back and wrapped your hands in his hair. the kiss was so full of passion and was raugh.

"It's not a good idea here," said y / n. George grabbed you by the hand by your neck and pressed you against the wall that your back started to hurt and your head hit the wall.

"Who do you shut up your mouth." He came closer to your face and now whispered next to her ear. "You didn't shut up when the guy at the desk talked to you, bet he said he wanted to fuck you". you opened your eyes as if in shock. when did he see that. "That was nothing like nothing-" "Shhhhh" he whispered on and kissed you on your mouth. "you never learn do you?" again a kiss on the mouth this time more dominant, his hand pressed more on your neck. "I learned a lot baby, we talked normally, I said I have a friend he didn't want to hear. He means nothing".

"shh" he put his index finger on your lips and kissed down on your chest and licked his tongue down to your bra and found the note and pulled it out. "what is there, ouhhh" he looked at you with his deathly eyes, your lips were committed to tremble. "Call me, it says here, ouh and what would happen of u call him. Would u meet by him Home and have hard sex, during which you scream his name"

“George please-" "please what" his voice got colder and his eyes got colder more threatening. "please don't-"

"hurt me,why shouldn't I, after all, you wanted to sleep with someone else" he got his knive out of his leather jacket pocket. your eyes widened. He brought the knife under your top and stroked your belly. The feeling of cold metal brushing on ur stomach till he cutted your bra in the middle and Took his Knive away After That he threw ur the top away from you,and stormed his lips on your breasts and licked your nipples and sucked on them. he tied the other breast with his hand.

"you are such a bitch, you are lucky that I am not killing you here now" he kissed you from your nipples to your mouth. You didn't want to know what would happen afterwards if you wouldn't kiss him back. a touch of alcohol flavor came into your mouth. It was really full of alcohol. "Are you such a dirty bitch who wants to be fucked, take off your pants" you hesitated and shivered. you try to cling to the wall, afraid that he would Hit you again. "NOW" you opened your pants and took them off.

"suck me off and your punishment at home won't be too bad," said george with his hungry eyes. because you didn't move, he gave you a firm, burning slap in the face. your head turned sideways from the blow. then he quickly pulled one hair and looked at your red cheek and your glassy eyes. He pushed you down on your lap. full of fear you looked into his eyes and opened his belt and his pants too. with the boxers you could see how tough he was. you rubbed him into his pants with your hand. then you took off his boxers. His tail showed like a boomer wrangled out. Your hands on his upper shekel and your tongue began to lick his tip and you licked his whole cock. You saw how he bent his head back.

"Now finally suck!" you started to take his cock in your mouth. first thing you sucked on its tip the whole time and slowly went down and up again. With your hands you rubbed the rest that you couldn't get into your mouth. you got faster and faster your head down and up until you tried to take it all the way in your mouth and you had to choke it.

george grunted at the sound that came out of your mouth. he whispered your name in pleasure. his tones were drawn into your hair and pulled on it. "you make me feel so good" he pulled your hair and pushed you down even more with your mouth to his cock. "You mean mine," said George in a voice that sounded like he was about to come. Tears came to your eyes as you had to gag even more. with your tongue you lick his cock again. without warning you he came into your mouth while he was saying your name.

While Fu was trying to take a break, he put on his pants and took out his knife. He pointed it at your neck and came ominously closer. you ran towards the wall. "take off your panties"

slowly and with a questioning look you took off your panties. "why do you need them" you asked. "not me but you need them"

now he smiled like a Devile. "I'll take them with me" he put the underwear Deep in his pocket. and walked closer to your face and stroked your hair away from ur forehead. "We'll finish the rest at home, my friends are waiting for me. Don't think I've finished" he went to her belly and kissed her from her belly to her pelvis and then slowly licked her thigh with his warm tongue and closer to your flower. but then he stopped and walked from the toilet back to his friends.

you had bitten your lip and it took you a while to pull yourself off. However, when you were finished and tried hard to get out of the boys toiltete raud without underpants. luckily nobody was there and you rant out and straighten your hair. when you were at the table and looked at george you had hopped that this day should not end, because of the fear of going home. The thought of what could happen at home already hurt your legs while thinking.

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Part 3 Comes soon 🤍 i Hope u liked it.i know it’s long but it was hard for me. warning : in part 3 may Can be Knife Play again.🤫😂

[kniesyswrld]

Teacher• j.oleksiak

(Jamie teaches you a “lesson” after class)

Warning(s): Smut

You’re 18 in this and he’s 28 (his real age)

Song Inspired By: Teacher by PRETTYMUCH

I walked into Mr. Oleksiak’s class with a really tiny skirt and a revealing shirt that showed my boobs, I wore it just for him cause he’s the hottest teacher, even 50 year old women flirt with him.

“Good morning, class. Welcome to Biology.” Mr. Oleksiak said, he really makes biology fun, he looks me up and down and quickly looks away.

30 minutes into teaching, I can’t help but catch him keep staring at me. When he does, I wink at him and keep playing with my tits acting like I’m fixing them. He sat at his desk and I bit my lip.

“Mr. Oleksiak, what are we supposed to be doing?” I asked quietly as I went up to his desk, “Weren’t you paying attention?” He asked, I dropped my pencil “accidentally” and bend over to get it.

I look up at him as I’m on the ground with a smirk, “Sorry, I was distracted. My titties were sore and I’ve been looking for something to sooth them.” I said to him.

“Your behavior is highly inappropriate, Y/n. You must now stay for detention.” He said and the whole class gasped, “Ooh.” They all said and I flipped them off, “I’ll be there, sir.” I whispered in his ear.

I walked back to my seat, swaying my hips, knowing he was looking. “You’re such a baddie.” My best friend says to me, “At least I might be getting some of his dick.” I smirked.

“I aspire to be you.” She gushed and I smiled at her, the bell rings and I stand up. “I’ll see you soon, Mr. Oleksiak.” I winked and he bit his lip looking back at his desk.

My best friend and I squeal as we quickly walk to our lockers, “When you two get done, tell me how big his penis is.” My best friend says, “You got it, babe.” I told her.

“Bye, bitch.” She waved, “Bye, whore.” I replied and walk into Mr. Oleksiak’s classroom. He looked up from his desk at me, “Let’s just hurry this up, my pussy is shaved for you so you can lick it good.” I told him as I walked up to him.

His eye brows furrowed, “What are you talking about? You’re here because you didn’t do your work.” He said, I walked to the door and locked the door, then closed the blinds.

“I won’t tell.” I said and he shuffled a bit, “No.” He said and I sat on a desk, I spread my legs and showed I had no panties on. “Should I play with my pussy?” I asked him.

He looks at my pussy then looked away, “Y/n I’m not getting fired for you.” He said to me, I put my hand in my pussy and moaned loudly. “Mr. Oleksiak, sir, you finger me so well.” I smirked.

“Shit.” He said under his breath, I took my hand out and stood up. I bent over and showed my bare ass I began twerking and grinding near him. “Come on, Mr. Oleksiak, fuck me for being a bad whore.” I said to him.

He stands up and picked me up, “If I loose my job, watch out.” He threatens and I moan, “Yes daddy be mean to me.” I said to him, “Do you know how many times I wanted to rip this set off of you?” He asked me.

“I knew what you were thinking, sir.” I grinned and he bends me over the desk, I hear his pants unbuckle and he pulled them down. I look at his cock and gasp, “That is not gonna fit.” I said to him.

He looks at me, “You’ll take it like the good whore you are.” He said and I nod, “How many times have you thought about fucking me?” I asked him, “Everyday.” He said to me.

“Take this off.” He said and I obeyed him, he smiles at my body and licked his lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” He said to me, “It’ll be our secret, while you’re teaching them you’re going to think about how tight my pussy is as I innocently listen to the class lesson.” I said to him.

He groans and I smiled, “You know how many times I wanted to hit the guys here for talking about wanting to fucking you?” Mr. Oleksiak said to me, “Same here, but with the bitches.” I said to him.

“You’re the only bitch I find sexy.” He said to me, “Who would’ve thought you were this kinky?” I ask smirking at him, “Innocent are the kinkiest people.” He said to me.

His tip rubs my folds and I bit my lip, “Baby.” I moaned a bit, “Please, daddy.” I said to him, “Come on.” He said to me, as he lifted my ass up a bit so he could hold me while pounding into me.

“Ready?” He asked me and I nod, he pushed in me and I let out a moan. He didn’t move and I look in his eyes, “You can move.” I said to him and he began thrusting in and out of me.

My head flew back as I moaned in pleasure, “Yes, daddy, you fuck me so good.” I moaned loudly in his ear. “Fuck.” He grunts and I rolled my body against his and he kisses my neck.

“You’re so tight, princess.” He said and let’s a tiny moan slip past his lips. “Yes, daddy.” I moaned some more and he slipped his giant finger in me and started rubbing my clit.

I let out a breathy moan and I knew I was getting closer to my climax, “Mr. Oleksiak I’m gonna cum.” I moaned loudly, “Fuck me too.” He said to me and I sucked his neck.

“My job, baby.” He said to me, “Oops.” I giggled and he pounds harder. “Fuck.” I moaned loudly and he covers my mouth, “No.” He said and I lick his hand so he moved it.

His cock twitched inside me and my pussy clenched around him, “I’m going to cum.” I say and he nods his head, “Me too, fuck!” He said to me and I kissed his lips.

“1..2..3..” He said and we both released with loud moans, “Fuck.” He breathed out as he lays against me, “Sorry, did I hurt you?” He asked me, “No that was amazing.” I said to him.

He grabs the sides of my face and kissed me, “I’m in love with you, Y/n Y/l/n.” He said to me and I smiled, “I’m in love with you too, Mr. Oleksiak.” I said back to him.

“Call me Jamie, Mr. Oleksiak sounds a bit inappropriate to be moaning or saying I love you too.” He said and I nod, “I love you too, Jamie.” I corrected my mistake from earlier.

He smiled and kisses me again, “Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked me, “Yes!” I said to him and he smiled, “Can I take you home?” He asked me and I nodded my head.

“I’d love that.” I said and he smiled, he put his clothes on but I couldn’t move. “Sorry.” He chuckled and puts my clothes on for me, he picks me up and held my hand.

We walked out the classroom and he lets go of my hand, he walked behind me so I wouldn’t fall as I limped to his car, thankful no people were here and all went home.

“Let me help you sit.” He said and opened my door before closing it and coming around, “Ready to go, babe?” He asked, “I wanna stay with you longer.” I whined.

He smiles, “I know and I want to stay with you longer but your parents will get worried.” He said to me and I nod, “You are right.” I shrugged and he quickly pecks my lips.

“Let’s go, lovey.” He said and placed his hand on my thigh before driving me home.

[bates--boy]

The first thing Naseem said when he popped his head up from the spare pillows, eyes still bleary slits as he scanned around the room from his spot on Peter’s couch was, “Oh, shit...” The second, as he followed Peter into the kitchen on unsteady legs and watched as his host made coffee and heated some frozen French toast sticks was, “Thanks for letting me crash here.” The third, as they scarfed down breakfast and Naseem flipped the phone over as it buzzed with a succession of missed call notifications and incoming text messages, was, “I just got an idea.”

--

          COME HANG OUT WITH US!

          The premiere announcement was sent out a couple days ago after Mike agreed to the proposal, right on the day that Naseem shared his bright idea post-edibles.

          Five minutes ‘til they had to go live. Almost 1,500 people waiting, pooled from both Peter’s and Mike’s channels; fifty-six likes jumping to two hundred now that they were close to go-time. Peter knew he had to stop reading the analytics, had to stop nibbling on his lip else they’d be too chapped for the premiere, stop raking his fingers through his ponytail or the ends will split or clump from his hand cream. He looked past his phone and up to where Mike and Naseem were finishing the setup. Ring light glowing softly, desktop tripod standing at the ready. The camera, after being charged and tested, now connected to the laptop. 

         With showtime nearing, there was usually another rundown of the setlist, but it was simple enough, and they had a little scrap of paper with the outline and an estimate of the runtime at a half-hour. 

       And before Peter knew it, before he could realize that post-edible clarity sprouted bad ideas, that this was a bad idea, that this may very well ruin his channel, that this was nothing like Inner City Lights and oh, god, he was going to embarrass himself live and the Internet is forever-- Mike clapped and Peter jolted. 

       ���Alright, buddy, showtime!”

         So, all three settled in front of the camera, doing some last minute preening as the timer ticked off the seconds. Peter felt his mouth go dry, felt his fingers tingle.

         Thirty seconds, and the air whooshed into his body.

         Ten seconds, and his mind fooled himself into being the baddest bitch in the game...

          3...

          2...

          1...

         “Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo! Wassup, y’all!” Peter called out to the camera, to the chat blasting off, to the now two-K tuning in. “How are we feeling today? Is the stream running smoothly for everyone? You guys can hear us?”

          The live chat filled with thumbs-up emojis and hearts.

          “Aight, cool,” Mike said. He leaned back, hands going up to his head to straighten his cap then folding and wringing together on the table. “Some of y’all know me as Mickey Mic Droppa, some of y’all know Naseem from the Rap Tournament scene, and some of y’all know Pete from his own channel, Pretty Petty Petey.”

          “Today,” Naseem chimed in, “we figured we’d rap with y’all. Chill out, chat, get to know y’all and vice versa.”

          “Have a little concert, maybe. We’ll even have a Q and A later on, but essentially,” Mike said, “I met Pete through Naseem after their first showing of Inner City Lights.”

        Naseem waved a finger in the air. “Last showing’s next week. So, definitely go see it if you haven’t yet!”

        “Yeah, I definitely recommend it,” Mike stated. “And not because my best friend is in the star role. Anyways, Naseem introduced us, and we have been, I don’t know how to put it...”

        “Vibing?” Peter offered.

       Mike shrugged and nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, vibing. But Naseem and Pete had hit me up with this livestream idea, and, you know, we had been actually talking about getting Pete into the local hip-hop scene.”

          “And the Battle Royale,” Naseem added.

          “Yep, the Battle Royale. But first, we want to do a test run. An experiment, if you will. So...” Mike leaned over to Peter, nudging their shoulders together. “We got a little treat for you. Ain’t that right, Pete?”

          Peter hung his head and snorted. He raised his head and shook his hair out of his eyes. “Yeah, yeaaaaah.” 

         Naseem murmured, “So, you wanna tell ‘em, or you wanna jump right in?”

        Peter looked away and tilted his head to think it over. “Hm... Let’s jump right in.”

          His body would have shivered from the cold stone that plunked in his gut. He had thought this part over; he prepared himself, even though it was technically cheating and the counterintuitive overthinking that Naseem advised against.

        But the other two men looked at each other, shrugging with their goofy grins.

         Mikey brought his hands to his mouth, and Naseem drummed his hands on the table as he said, “Introduce yourself, my guy!”

            Peter, for all the sensation of vomiting, nodded along, staring off to the side lightly slapping the table so his own drumming wouldn’t drown out Naseem. He cleared his throat.

          Freestyle is fun, Pete, Mike told him. Remember that.

         Peter did remember that, and for some ungodly reason, he crossed his eyes and blew a raspberry.

          “Whaddup, Karlstad, so glad we could meet!           I’m known round these parts as Baby Pete           College grad, hella rad, and yeah I said that           High swinger, always ready ta go to bat           I’m uhmmmm...”

          Peter pulled a face, eyes darting left then right to his collaborators. Naseem jabbed his elbow into Pete’s arm, somehow without missing a beating.

          “Uhmm...”

         “Just think of something!” Mike stage whispered.

          Peter gave an exaggerated shrugged. “Uhmmm...

           “I’m uh... five-eleven            Supermodel, cat daddy            Waking up like this, damn            Look in the mirror, sayin’ ‘that’s a baddie’

         Peter felt his cheeks bloom red, but exhilaration swelling his chest. Holy shit! He thought.

           Student of the sea, and life’s voyager            Even out in the ocean, I grew up a forager            Can’t touch the ground, I’m always in the sky            Got sleepless nights and stars in my eyes            Ask my Papa, he’d tell ya           He raised a hella hyped hustla           Prolly say, ‘Don’t step in front of the kitten           Unless ya want ya ankles bleeding and bitten’          But let’s wrap this up before you get bored         I’m bilingual, bisexual, but a triple force.”

         “Whoo!” Mike cheered as he threw up his hands.

         Naseem chuckled and ruffled Peter’s hair. “Aaaaaah, see! I knew it wouldn’t be that bad!”

          “Of course, you wouldn’t think so, you taught him,” Mike teased. He started reading the chat. “Hey! Be nice! Alright, let’s get to the questions. Who’s first?”

[wakandascrystal]

BET. I

Erik x BlackReader

Summary: Erik and his friends place a bet to get with you little does he know who you and family are. 

Part 2 

...............

It was a Sunday afternoon. Erik and his friends had decided to hang out at their regular spot. It was a joint Jadyn, Erik’s friend found. It had a music store in the front. Wall to wall with new and vintage CD’s, Tapes and Vinyl. But at the back was a lounging area, they served drinks. You also had the option to listen to what you had bought after.

Erik, Jadyn, Cole and Trey Had been coming here since high school. They loved it and they felt comfortable there. 

"Candice just texted me...Shit! I don't know what to do about her man. " 

Erik's friend Cole put down his phone and covered his face with both his hands after seeing a text from his ex-girlfriend.

Erik slid the phone down to his side of the table. "Let me see this."

He unlocked the phone and saw the massive text chain. 

“Are you still fighting with her?” Jadyn asked 

“Why do you even talk to her bro. She is so fucking toxic.....but then again she is thicker than a bowl o-“ Erik hit Trey in the chest 

“Shut up. He’s still in love with her. Don't do that. ” He let out a chuckle so did the others. 

“Are you done reading my shit.”

He skipped over the part where she was waffling about her feelings and read the last line.

"...Cole...she misses you and she wants to talk." Erik gave him a sly smile.

“We all know what that means?“ Trey let out. 

"I told you not to fall for bitches... pretty face, ass for days...now look. She be at your job, at your mom's....she acting like Mrs Cole Smith most of the time. "

Cole threw a punch at Erik's shoulder.

"Man stop acting like you the God at getting and letting go of bitches," Trey added

"You right I don't have to act. Cause I'm a God at that shit."

"that's because you're like Swae Lee...you only got one type...The high maintenance girls with daddy issues, who just wants to sit on your face and get a ride in your whip." Jadyn teased while throwing back a handful of salted peanuts

"Are you, by any chance insinuating that I only attract one type of girl and that I cannot keep any woman's attention," Erik said dramatically

Cole took a sip of his beer amused by Erik's realization. 

"Yes ...oh yes that exactly what I'm saying....since high school all the girls you've been with have looked the same...think about." 

Erik had never really thought about. He liked what he liked...so what, he thought.

"..There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda..." Jadyn started raping the DMX verses. 

Erik deadpanned while Cole and Trey laughed out loud.

"....and the best part is even if you did go for a girl that wasn't your type ..she wouldn't like you....you suck when it comes to the romantic department. Man believe it or not but there are women out there who have standards."

"Any bitch would be lucky to have me look in their direction." Erik murmured

Cole coughed a bit and Erik felt offended.

"You very funny.... okay!... Check this out...prove it. You see that shawty over there..with the headwrap....the one in white." 

Erik turned. He saw you picking out vinyls. He looked you up and down.

"If you can get her to go on 10 dates with you and get her to drop the L word...and you can provide proof....we will give you 1 grand each."

"What! I do not have time for this bullshit." Jadyn blurted out

" Jadyn....tell me you don't want to see Erik The almighty pussy Slayer crash and burn.."

Cole egged him on.

While the three friends were arguing Erik locked his eyes on you. The Challenge sparked interest in him. 

You were different, definitely not his type. You had no large obnoxious name brand logo on your clothes or bag. Nor did you look like a conventional baddie that he usually goes for.

You looked like you smelled of vanilla and peach oils. Like you drank soya milk, meditated 3 hours a day and did yoga. He thought your body was cute..or nice ....the ass and titties could have been bigger though. Your hair didn't bother him. It looked pretty but he was just thinking about the logistics of it.

How does it look down?

How long was it? He wanted to know.

"Okay, I'll do it!" They went quite.

"You will?" Trey asked to verify

"Yeah. 10 dates? She has to say she loves me? Got It?” He was feeling confident. He leaned back in his chair. 

“Wait...one more thing you have to smash. “ 

“Yeah“ Cole shouted. “On the fifth date, you should have smashed... “ Erik nodded his head.

He stood up from his chair, downed his beer and walked over to you.

+++++++++++++++++++

“Why don't you get both.“ 

Your eyes shot up to him. He was too close to you so you stepped back wanted your personal space back. Erik noted that.

“I can't. I'm buying one for my dad and one for my uncle.“

“You're going to make your dad choose between Diana Ross and Ray Charles.“ You huffed at the stranger.

“He loves them both. But he can only get one.“ Erik looked over your face as you held the vinyls in your hand. Your face was soft and your lips pouty.

“What's your name?” he asked, eyes still on your soft golden skin.

“My name isn't going to help me pick one.“ you said in a whiny voice stressed about the decision you had to make. You really wanted to impress your father on his birthday. 

“ Well...I'm Erik..“

“I know. Your chain told the world your Erik...In what seems like 24k carats.“

“Okay ..let's make an exchange. I buy you any vinyls you want  and I take you out sometime.”

“Eww.“ Your outburst surprised Erik.

“Is that your game plan. Buy your way into my pants. I have my own money. Thank you.“

You move past him to the 90's sections. 

Browsing the Cds Erik followed. He had to come up with a better strategy. Throwing money at you wasn't going to work. He thought as you read the cd in your hand. 

Empathy. You looked like the caring type. Maybe you the type that falls for the weak and broken type of guy. He cleared his throat.

“Okay, my bad. I just...” He let out a fake sigh “ I just came out of a bad break up...Its been a while I mean.“

“....Shouldn't you give your heart time to heal from her....or him.“ You stepped away from him again. 

“Its been a year. I need to move on now.“ He looked down at his fingers, his face painted sadness. Of course, Erik was faking it but you fall for it. You noticed how handsome and tall he was. His locs. They were much shorter than yours but still suited him perfectly. He looked hurt. Seemed like whoever he spook of had hurt him pretty bad. 

“Y/N. My name is Y/N.“ 

“Y/N that's a beautiful name.“

“I'll make sure to tell my mom.“

Erik knew he had to act now while you were vulnerable to him.

“Let me take you out. One date if I bore you ...you won't have to see me again.“

“Okay.” You gave him your phone to type in his number, after saving it you warned him. 

“Don't mess with me, Erik. I'm serious. For your own good... “ You walked away to pay for the item you held to your chest. 

[secret-diary-of-an-fa]

The End of Year Awards Are Back... and This Time, It’s Personal!

And so we approach the end of 2020, the year that never really began. On paper, at least, it looked incredibly promising. There were lots of great movies slated to come out; culture seemed slightly less paucity-riddled and pointless than usual; good things were in the air. Then COVID happened, and basically fucked everything. Actually, that’s not quite true: my personal year has been fucking spectacular. I’m in a long-term relationship with a gorgeous woman for the first time in forever- no more abrupt trysts and stolen moments for yer humble narrator: I’ve got a sumptuously plus-size lady-friend who actually wants to spend substantial amounts of time me (and has knockers you could sled down, were you so inclined). I also started a Youtube channel where I upload performances of magic tricks I’ve designed and a few people seem to quite like it. Oh, and I’ve written four novels, with a fifth well on its way to completion. Unfortunately, that’s my life, not the life of our civilisation and culture as a whole. The fact that bugger all happened in that makes this end-of-year round-up a little hard to write. With that in mind, I’m going to hand out the gongs for 2020, but I’m also going to do my usual dodge of giving end-of-year awards to things that I discovered in 2020, even if they came out the year, decade or century before. It’s not like any right-minded person gives a hoot about my opinion anyway. Right then, everyone clear on the rules? Then let’s roll up our sleeves and plunge elbow deep into the fetid trough of our decaying society to ferret out the best and worst of the Things That Humans Have Done Recently.

The ‘I Like It Because It Confused Thick People’ Award for Best High-Concept Sci-Fi Movie... … Goes to the sterling Tenet, a spy film that used entropy inversion and symmetric, opposite-direction timelines within the same physical space the way most spy films use hacking and guns. Christopher Nolan films are always intricately constructed and meticulously-executed, but this one must have had Japanese Master Puzzle-Box Makers crying into their breakfast cereal. Is breakfast cereal a thing in Japan? I honestly I have no idea. For some reason, all I can imagine is a sort of dry kedgeree where all the ingredients that aren’t rice have been removed. But I digress. For all its intricacy, Tenet is actually really easy to follow once you’ve grasped the basic premise that there’s a machine that lets people move backwards through time, and that this makes them appear to move in reverse to the rest of the world while they perceive the rest of the world as moving in reverse. Nolan maintains a mastery of cinematic visual language that makes even the most abstruse concept easy to wrap your head around. Nonetheless, following Tenet’s release, dumb people took to the Internet on mass to complain that the film was confusing and stupid, never once realising that their inability to conceptualise time in non-linear ways was their own failing, not Nolan’s. I find that refreshing. It’s nice to see a sci-fi film that’s actually made for smart-cookie sci-fi fans and doesn’t give a hoot if it alienate thickos.

The Award for Most Inexplicably Compelling Web Comic… … Goes to Questionable Content. I originally started reading Questionable Content because I’d heard that the female lead and love interest was a plus size lassie and that shit’s my jam. However, the art style makes everyone look like a skinny indie-type, regardless of their actual, in-universe size, so it doesn’t do much to titillate my Fat Admiring Titillation Centres. And yet, I’m over five hundred ‘episodes’ in and still reading. The thing is, I couldn’t tell you why for the life of me. Maybe it’s the hope that the art style will evolve to the point where the people look like actual human beings with different body types (but then, why would I care unless I was invested for some other reason). Maybe it’s the fact that when I get one of the many, many obscure band or pop culture references, I feel a little buzz of kinship with the writer. Maybe it’s the fact that it takes place in a universe where robots and superheroes are things that regularly happen, yet most of the strips are just normal people chatting shit in a coffee shop and the slice-of-life narrative/sci-fi setting appeals to my sense of juxtaposition. I don’t know, but I find it really compelling to the extent that I’ve pissed away entire days reading it. I have a horrible feeling that it’s a short step from this to really angsty hentai. If I start singing the praises of that, somebody please shoot me in the crotch.

The ‘Forest Gump Debating Peter Andre’ Award For Most Sustained or Elongated Instance of Stupidity… … Goes to Donald Trump. I was tempted just to award this gong to his entire presidency, but that wasn’t just stupid: it was also venal, corrupt, horrifying and punctuated by terrible moments of low cunning. So, instead, this award goes to his ‘soup’ rant. For those of you who missed it, the former President of the United States spent a really, really long time (in the run-up to the election) wittering on about protestors throwing cans of soup at police. What was dumb and weird about it was that he appeared to be extolling the virtues of soup as a siege weapon, going into really specific detail about how it was better than a brick because it could be thrown with more force, finishing with the utterance that protestors would just argue that “this is just soup for my family” if they were caught with the cans… which is phrased wrong in such a subtle and inhuman way it’s hard to imagine that anyone actually ever said it, at least in those words. I have no idea if protestors in America were throwing soup cans at police (which would be entirely justified considering how many innocent people American police have murdered in cold blood quite recently) or if this was a fantasy dreamed up by the former president in the cloudcuckooland that is his diseased little brain. Either way, the connected rant was balls deep in dumb.

The Most Disturbing Unintentional Impression of Vincent Price Award… … Goes to the narrator from One Step Beyond, a Twilight Zone-esque anthology of weirdness that purports to be based on true events and has to be seen to be believed. The stories are oft-disturbing instances of spooky-inflected human drama and can occasionally be quite disconcerting… until they’re book-ended by a dude who sounds like Vincent Price reading a children’s book in a really earnest voice. It’s weird and no, it didn’t hit our screens in Space Year 2020, it dates back to Ye Olden Times of the 1950s or 60s, when men were men, women were women and technincolour was a distant dream that could get you strung up for witchcraft. Nonetheless, I only encountered it this year, so it’s getting its prize. I warned you I was going to pull this shit, but you foolish fools didn’t listen.

The ‘It’s Not Gay If I Don’t Clench’ Award for Cognitive Dissonance… … Goes to Amazon Prime, the content-making branch of evil, tax-dodging, anti-monopoly-law-breaking megalith Amazon. You see, while Big Daddy Amazon is off being incredibly sinister and worrying, like a shifty vampire hanging off the economy’s throat, the creative people at Amazon Prime are busy making or acquiring some of the flat-out best TV ever committed to a streaming-service, from the extra-weird slice of fun-pie that is The Tick, to the entertainingly horrifying cultural dissection of The Boys to the utterly unique Carnival Row, to the superbly adapted American Gods. It’s a bit like discovering that Geoffrey Dahlmer single-handedly created a body of artistic work to rival Vincent Van Gogh’s when he wasn’t pouring acid onto the brains of emotionally vulnerable young adults. It gives me a headache.

The Clint Eastwood Award for Most Effective Older Gentlemen… … Goes to Joe Biden, for unseating dipshit in chief Donald Trump with the casual badassery of a Wild West gunslinger shooting a baddy (probably played by Leonardo Di Caprio) in the balls. I mean, he’s not the best Prez America could ask for but a) as a Brit I don’t have to care and b) anyone who ousts Trump gets mad props from me.

The ‘It’s a Pity Everything Else is Shit Now’ Award for Best New Ongoing Series… … Goes to my own Youtube series, Victor The Magician, in which I claim to be a reality-hopping, interdimensional wizard on an endless quest to… perform magic, basically. I’ll admit that the quality is super-variable (Youtube algorithms and their constant demand for fresh content be a harsh mistress, etc., etc.). However, when I’m good, I’m really good. If you’re looking for a punch-line other than the fact that this whole bit is a self-promoting plug, it’s this: my Youtube series really was the best thing to come out this year. Not because I’m great or anything, just by default. A promising year really did turn into a cultural wasteland the moment COVIDius Rex reared its scaly head.

The Zombie Ian Curtis Award for Most Crushing Disappointment… … Goes to Rick and Morty Series 4. As I think I’ve said before, it was still good, but it just didn’t reach the dizzy heights of nihilistic lunacy achieved in series 1-3. I think the problem is that the audience is meant to learn something from Rick’s poor choices, even if he doesn’t, because the creators saw the amazing success of Bojack Horseman and decided they wanted a slice of that sweet, tangy deconstructionist pie. It worked up to a point in the climax of Series 3, but having made their point, the showrunners probably should have moved onto a different point. They forgot that the appeal of Rick Sanchez is his combination of ‘entertaining car-crash of a human being’ and ‘unstoppable superbeing’. Push him through an arc and you risk breaking the thing that makes him and the show so endlessly watchable. Rick, unlike Bojack, just wasn’t built for heavy introspection. Also, the team hired on new writers who were less than familiar with the characters, setting and subtext, and that’s always an invitation to disaster.

The Special Sir Mixalot Award for Posteriority… ...Goes to… my girlfriend and glamorous assistant, Mystic Miss Terri, who’s arse is gorgeous and majestic.

The ‘Are They STILL Making That?’ Award for a Show You Forgot Existed And is Now Back… … Goes to Supernatural, which never technically went away and whose final series is apparently being broadcast on one of the 4 channels (though who knows which one, any more), It’s kind of nice to realise it’s still out there and be reminded that there are still people who care deeply about what happens to it. It’s like when you remember ‘oh yeah, [insert cute animal here] actually exists and isn’t just an internet meme. That’s nice’. Also, it’s good to see Jared Padelacki working steadily. It can’t be easy to find acting gigs when most producers just want to shoot you and mount your antlers over a fireplace.

The Irritating Magician Award for Something That Just Won’t Fuck Off… ...Goes to this blog entry, which is three pages long in Word. Good grief. Bye y’all! See you next year, assuming that the last few days of 2020 don’t culminate in a civilisation-destroying attack by giant space-ants. If that seems worryingly specific, let’s just say that- as Leonard Cohen would say “I’ve seen the future and, brother, it is murder”… by giant space-ants.

[shabba-zams]

INSPIRED BY ELAINE

I think it's time, we confronted the situation in front of us

And I think it's time we talk it out and forget all the fuss

And it is not me.. There just isn't an us no more like Bible class

Our time is up, like sand falling thru an hour glass, in an hour class

You always say you have no clue but surely eNCA, know more

You mad at me, the silent treatment and you call it normal

You're bad for me, I was ur biggest fan - u such a baddie

You're bad to me, I'm your only fan, love it when u call me daddy

I'm sad for you, you hid your "Onlyfans" from me, you dirty

I'm thirsty, right now you looking all sexy, girly, flirty, all nerdy

You're needy, greedy, full of pity, always eating, mouth fully meaty, too demanding, nasty lazy, bitch u crazy

I'm giving, forgiving, plain loving, still thirsty but dripping in sauce

You're tripping, I flick my wrist then flick the bean (BDSM)

You're dribbing, my dick be crippling

You be stroking my penis, asking what my pin is

Bust a nut, wipe a continent from your chest

Yeah, that's what pain is

And then I knew you're not the One

Coz you were never the only one

I don't give out many chances, you get just the one

Party on campus, ur too antisocial, never my plus one

Plus size model, thick mama, BBW, voloptuous, ur curvatious

Luv ur onion booty, it makes me cry & it's more than 1 layer

Yeah im full of games, bstill no player

Dinner for 2, right b4 I eat u up, say my prayer

Bad dream, devils hour, I wake, u staring like, Heya! That's creepy

Okay lemme be real with u, it ain't your fault

I just couldn't be real around you, I couldn't be myself

I was losing myself tryinna please U

My face was your chair, no please U.. I can't breathe

I need air, u don't care, I pull ur hair, that's not fair

Face clean, no make up, take teddy bear, then make up sex

We're role playing, you're now Claire, Blair or Nonhle

Shared my, heart and love with u

I ain't mad at u, we don't c I2I

U & I was both invested, we tested

All that loud in the air, sippin wine we wasted

Danced all night then rested

My place or yours instead

Always kept you interested, kept me well fed

It's lessons learned not time wasted

Why you making me choose between you & the booze

I know you hate how I'm hung like a moose

Getting your creative juices flowing, like your muse

Misuse my tongue, amuse ur lower lips, abuse your sleep

Team nocturnal, feeling your intestine with my external

Loving you all night and day, feels eternal

I'm sorry but I'm not ready for anal

But that pussy imma turn into a canal

You dislike my love/hate relationship with social media

I bring a home cooked meal but all you do is take away

I mean it's healthier and bonus it makes financial sense

Lemme keep my 2 cents, common sense ain't common

That's nonsense, why you so tense? We don't make sense

I still sense your anger from when I tried to fvck ur friend

Then my close friend who's my best friends girlfriend

Yeah, I fvcked up, I own up, let's roll up

That's not tea in my cup, let's go up

Talk at the roof top, "nigga just grow up"

You're yelling, screaming, bout to blow up

I'm cocky, saying shit like I was your glow up

"Hol'up, nigga please just shut the fvck up

You always say you coming but never show up"

"You're right, I'm sorry I left you sick to go drink

I felt like I was drowning until my sorrows' lungs were filled with H2O

Made it up 2 u tho, made you cum 6 times..no? 7 I think, who's counting

You a liability, I'm an asset... I mean it's just accounting

You lack reliability, for your mistakes ur never accounting

You hate my ability to feel everything and still be wholesome

Coz you just wanna feel good all the time

But my feelings be fluctuating, I just won't be faking

Stop tolerating the neglect Im getting

Get liquid with it

Happiness is the yin and sadness is the yang

Sometimes I drink gin, only when I'm with my gang

There's a burn hole on my jean, maybe a ciggie, or dank

But now I get bank, I want no skank that smoke skunk

Has that sank? Yeah I know, I'm a think tank, tick

Talk all you want, but keep it short like tik-tok

Tic toc, times up, take tsek.. tic tac 4 your bad breath

2 these beats I bring death, yeah I take life, no bring back

Break dance & break back, ahead of you like 3 laps

Brick dance coz my money grows while I nap nap

Hahaha gimme 3 claps coz my puns still slap

I'm real black, I'm bout to snap at all this crap

These niggaz decided to call rap

Lame rappers, listen up, sit down and don't talk back

Don't turn no other cheek, clap back or get ur wolf pack

Crack back, don't fight niggaz that look lyk they fap-fap

Or smoke crack crack, with eyes doing a criss cross

Came across many rappers that steal rap lines or rap names like Rick Ross to get their point across

Gamble with your life & hit crap

Lost your wife on my Whatsapp, there's that!

She pole dance in my DM's, she excels

She got a flat tummy till she exhales, but sex sells

She call me Haploid, like sex cells

She's cold like may weather, F Lloyd!

I'm a Record breaker, planet shaker, Constant risk taker

Ask the chain breaker how I stay shining 

He'll answer, I stay grinding, on God!

I'm not a smile faker, just a soul snatcher in the fast lane

Wubba lubba dub dub, Rick and Morty

Life and death drive, ask Freud or Boyd

Leading a wild life like Varty, bitter sweet like chutney

I'm bored, so we party in my bed, my bad, honey!

Ass-ass-ass, she clap ass 3 times before 4(play)

Nurse-nurse-nurse, I slap ass tats when we role playin

Looking all photogenic, oops a nip slip on tape

Phat ass on my iOS, like real life

Ass flat on android, that's what they look like

No steroids, my dick big don't nje just

She look at my shoe size and run away at 1st chance

I'm an asteroid not space dust, she came fast

Then I came too, at last, she said out loud

I'm heartless at first glance, til I made her soul dance

Think fast, mouth 2 mouth ur low lips, I'm a medic

Nudes is explicit, is you a nymph or manic?

Nymphomaniac please don't panic

Your style so sick, bout to start a pandemic

We'll playback with your jeans off, relay... ground rules

No replay or pause only gonna press play once

No safewords, whatever works works, word!

Girl you a baddie, and a Pedi, go spoil yourself

Get a mani &a pedi

Dick in mouth, still out spoken, can't put words in mouth

U said I'm a keeper

Silver spoon in her mouth but I still feed her

Feel her up then fill her up, I eat her up

I feed her jollof right before I pipe her, I like her

Never gonna wife her, don't really love her

She's rude like something' crawled up her...

Foul mouth like up yours!

I know around your feelings I should tip toe

It's unfortunate coz I don't tip Joe's (askies jo)

Like excuse me waiter where should I dip those fries, french

Kiss hoes toes, mxwa, Zulu man with a foot fetish, tip toe

Articulate the truth, use tactics lyk rotten tomatoes on bad movies

I'm not perfect, I pose a threat even if a picture's moving

I'm booming, you're blooming... I'm nice nice, ur gloomy

I'm grooming u, like your cult leader

Avid reader, your soul feeder, I'm no people pleaser

I need a lady thats rooted in love and still rooting for me

Unconditional love lyk the kind that died on the cross 4 me

Is that you? No? Then miss me Miss, think I'm gonn miss ya!

Coz now it's

A goodbye to you, I'm thru witchu, it's true I confess

Wish you nothing but the best

Somebody to love you, put you first for the rest of

All the days to come, to you I

Remain a good friend, no benefits just perks

Straight facts, ex lover with strange quirks... You

Are

The

One... Who will be the godmother to my heir

So if I die, you'll raise HIM or raise HER

Erase Her memory of me if it's too painful to hold on to

Make sure he's playful, careful  and joyful too

U'll be a good mom, ur delightful unlyk most step mothers

You're a good teacher that's patient but always on time

You'll know what to do if ever my daughter runs late

Scratch that, you'll be a great mother, that's fate

Becoz you're a leader, not deceitful like some bad fathers

[myevilmouse]

For the Star Wars Ask: 4,15, 16!

Apologies for the uber late reply to your asks, but I wrote the answers and then hit backspace and my tumblr browser KILLED my reply and well, I almost lost the will to go on. 😊 So here is Take Two.

4. which character is the most misunderstood?

The most misunderstood character…I am gonna say Luke Skywalker. 

Hear me out—we are all in our Luke stan bubbles here and we know he’s the most brilliant character to ever be dreamt up, plus he’s gorgeous, but I digress.

The sad truth is while in 1977 he was the undisputed hero and popular dude from the films, when Empire and Jedi came out (when he was really evolving and struggling, etc.), Luke took a backseat to Han and Boba Fett and Darth, etc. and the ensuing years have not been kind to him in pop culture.   But merchandising didn’t feature him as much, even Leia, I remember when Jedi came out, it was HARD to find Luke stuff.  But Leia, Han, Boba, Jabba, Darth, even Chewie, seemed ubiquitous. WHY?!  IT’S HIS STORY!

I think the average casual SW fan tends to think of Luke as whiny or boring or uninteresting and are more drawn to the rogue that is Han or the bad guys.  (Not even talking about ST fans who mostly think of Luke/Jake as a grandpa.)  They mock the whole kissing his sister thing, they quote the power converters line, they DON’T UNDERSTAND his amazing.

So there is a movie, As Good As It Gets, and there is a great scene, the gist of which is Jack Nicholson’s character tells Helen Hunt’s waitress character that all the people in her restaurant, they go about their day not realizing that the most amazing woman in the world waited on their table.  But he gets that, he knows that about her, he SEES it, and that makes him feel good about himself, makes him happy that he understands her awesomeness. And that is sort of how I feel about Luke.  Disney may have betrayed his character, but I never will.  And that makes me feel good about me!

16. what’s the saddest moment in star wars?

For the saddest moment in Star Wars, that is hard.  I discussed this with my mom, a big SW fan, last night.  She picks Vader’s daddy reveal, but while I think that is the most dramatic/traumatic moment, I think for saddest moment I would probably choose Vader’s death, when Luke is all “I’ve got to save you” and his hand, his prosthetic hand that Vader chopped off, is on his dad’s shoulder…

*reaches for tissue*

Luke never knew his daddy, then he found out his daddy is evil and mean, and then he gets back the daddy he always wanted and loses him again.  It’s just…so sad.  So so sad. And I really give props to those actors in that scene because it makes me sad every time I watch it.

And Mark Hamill probably never looked as good in his life as he did in this scene and the one immediately after (in the Lambda shuttle) and I DON’T KNOW WHY because he just had this horrible trauma and loss but he looks incredible. So that’s an added bonus to the saddest scene in Star Wars.  Honestly ridiculously hot.  Excuse me while I go swoon a moment.

There are a lot of sad moments in Star Wars, the OT.  But that is the scene where I think Luke MOST needs some hot chocolate, a hug, and maybe some sexual healing.  I can assist, Luke, I can assist.

OK and your substitute ask since I already answered #15 was #6…

6. which canon event do you most disagree with/dislike?

At the risk of beating a dead tauntaun, I will just say the Sequel Trilogy as a whole (yes I’m including the new one I haven’t seen yet because I fear I know where they are going and *cringe*) for how it robs the victory of the OT without explaining how our heroes turned into such failures, and in particular the betrayal of Luke’s character.  I blame the role of money in the making of the films, something that is blatantly obvious if you watch the Blu-Ray documentary The Director and the Jedi, but for the purposes of this ask, lemme just summarize from a previous rant or else we’d be here all day:

1)  The most optimistic guys in the galaxy who believed he could redeem the most evil guy in the galaxy or die trying would not give up on/try to kill a child riddled with Darkness (never mind that it’s his own nephew).  The End.  Would. Not.

One of the scenes that pisses me off so much is when Luke force-appears to Leia at the end of TLJ and says basically "your son is gone" and she's like "i know" and i'm like WHERE ARE LUKE AND LEIA AND WHO ARE YOU HORRIBLE PEOPLE. Anyway, I digress....2) Luke is all about helping people who need him, rushing to save them even when totally unprepared/warned against it, etc. This idea that having failed his Jedi students that Luke would decide to retreat, abandon his family, his friends, his Rebellion, and become a hermit is counter to everything we know about him. If he decides the Jedi are evil, just STOP BEING A FUCKIN JEDI.  It’s not like a disease you can’t get rid of, just stop using the Force etc.

3) Death. I know some people think this ties in to the whole "balance in the force" thing. This concept is a whole other issue, because it implies there is no good and evil, as far as the Light and Dark, they have to both exist in equal strength/parts and the good becoming powerful will give rise to the evil becoming equally powerful, which makes EVERYTHING sort of pointless. (Like, why even try to save the galaxy if it's impossible for good to triumph? you will win for a couple years and then the baddies come back--if that is the true nature of the Force, the idea of morality just goes out the window, but that's a whole other tangent).

So why does Luke die? He's not sick, he's not old, the idea that using the Force in the way he has took so much out of him that he's weakened to the point of death is counter to canon (size matters not etc), and the galaxy still needs him. He just proved that. Yet we are expected to believe in a sense that Luke thinks the galaxy would be better off with him as a mythic, martyred hero rather than a flesh and blood leader. This also makes no sense to me.

Luke Skywalker rises to the occasion in the OT, even when it's hard, he has a strong sense of responsibility and personal morality. Jake…Jake is different.

 I think a lot of work would be required to turn OT Luke into TLJ Luke...It's not impossible, nothing is, with smart writing and character development, but that's not what we were given. Too many off-notes for me to find it remotely believable, and there are so many little snarky additions to his character that also are so weird that I just can't...

The new trilogy just sort of robs the victory/finale of the OT without enough explanation for why it was a failure....in a perfect world they would have just turned The Thrawn Trilogy into films. I thought the EU gave us a rich explanation and continuation of that world in a way that was far truer to the characters. I wouldn't even have minded them recasting our heroes, cause time/age. looks for time machine

 Thank you for getting me all worked up.  *hugs*

[s-ultry]

i’m speaking to your boss - joe mazzello imagine

[ CEO!Joe ]

A/N: heyo my fellow bad bitchesss, so yeah here’s one i’ve been desperate on writing and completing. + its my bday so like why not bless yall with this fucking dADDY. hope you guys enjoy! REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

WARNINGS: JUST YOU BEING A TOTAL BADDIE! + teasing lol why not.

SUMMARY: Your boss has been nonstop bothering you about your work methods, and your late (but in reality early) arrivals. Joe noticed your stress and decided to talk to your boss, your boss not knowing you’re actually married. ;)

It was yet another morning of torture, you had just arrived to your desk when you heard your boss scream your name from her office. Her voice was loud, as your desk was a hallway away from her luxurious office. 

You scrambled to her office with her morning ginger and espresso shots, which was a very weird mixture right at the break of day. Being an assistant wasn’t very easy, especially Mrs. Cordelia. Your dream was to be a fashion magazine art director, for your name to be known for your hard work and creativity.

But, you were stuck with an assistant job.

“Y/N?!?! Where have you been! I have been waiting all day!” The blond haired lady frantically screamed at you as she was typing on her smartphone. 

“Mrs. Cordelia I-,” you tried to explain, but she cut you off. “No, Y/N. Save it! I am too nice to you by letting you come in at 10! Be here tomorrow at 9:30! I have a visitor and I want to make the best impression, do you understand?”

“Yes, Mrs. Cordelia.”

“And buy some new work clothes, the black button up makes you look fatter, which is impossible cause the colour black makes you skinnier,” she sternly judged glancing at your normal work outfit.

“I’ll get right on it, madam.” You internally huffed closing her office door behind you. 

After what felt like a light year, you were finally done with work and decided to head to the mall to get some new clothes for Mrs. Cruella De Vil. You bought new shirts, which were white and made of silk with a matching black pencil skirt.

You drove to your shared house with your husband, Joe. After the success with his recent movies with his 3 best friends, Joe built an empire and is now the CEO of a fashion company. 

Of course, he offered you a job. But, you wanted to earn your spot rather than get it out of pity. You finally drove up to your driveway and thanked the universe for getting away from the epitome of the devil, you couldn’t wait to change out of your clothes and cuddle with Joe.

Your shared home wasn’t too big, but it was the perfect size. You had a small library connected to the office, an underground gym, and two floors. It was perfect for a family, which you were hoping to consider soon.

You removed and placed your heels by Joe’s loafers, running up the stairs you rushed to your room and kept the bags on your grey couch that was in front of your king sized bed. 

You promptly entered your walk in closet and changed into an oversized knit sweater with matching knee high socks. Those pants were unbearable, so you decided to let your legs breathe without wearing anything.

You headed to Joe’s office where you can hear his fingers tapping quickly on the designated letters, you lightly knocked letting yourself in. He looked up and saw the tired look on your face, without any words, he ushered you to sit with him. Well, on him.

“What’s wrong, my love,” your husband weakly smiled combing his fingers through your hair. Joe then pulled you closer to him, with your legs draping across his thighs. 

“Mrs. Cordelia,” you huffed as you snuggled into his neck. His scent intoxicating you, you whined as his hands smothered your body with love and affection.

“It’s okay, kitten. She’ll be better,” he whispered into your ear as his hand trailed closer and closer to your inner thigh. Your whimpered as his hand past by his most prized possession, making its way to your neck. 

Joe gently grasped your throat forcing your gaze to meet his, you knew that he was going to say something that’ll make you orgasm on the spot. The way his eyes were hooded with lust and dominance, he was a CEO after all.

“No one overworks you, sugar. Only I do,” he growled. Your breathing got heavy, you loved it when he teased. But, you were an absolute mess above and under him. 

He then gently grabbed you closer, placing his plump lips against yours. Yes, it’s year 2 of your marriage, but damn you always had explosives in your stomach when he placed his lips against yours.

“Go sleep, my love. You’ll be needing your energy for another day with her,” Joe sincerely announced carrying you to your shared room. 

“It’s only 10!” You squealed as he tickled your sides when you were gently put onto your bed. The brunette then tucked you in lovingly, placing a kiss onto your forehead.

“Goodnight, babygirl,” his words ran down his lips with warmth, making your heart flutter as he turned off the lights. Your sleepiness then made its attack as your eyes closed quickly making you fall into a dreamless slumber.

It’s the next morning, and you wake up groaning into your pillow. It was 7, and Mrs. Cordelia demanded you to bring coffee for her and her visitor, apparently they booked for an early meeting.

Glancing to your side, you realised that your lover was not snoring lightly like he always does. But, a note was there instead.

Had to go to an early meeting, see you when I get home. I love you.

- Joe

You read the words a loud, you smiled in content because he knew how much you worried about his departures. Especially when he got to work from home, which was most of the time. 

You then walked into your bathroom getting ready for yet another gruesome day, basically everyday. You decided to elegantly curl your hair, seeing that you have the time in the world. 

You mainly focused on your eyes with makeup, just winged eyeliner and a light brown eyeshadow shade. With your face, you always went for a glowy look, but not too obvious. 

You were done with getting ready, and now it was time to get changed. You were going to go for the set that you recently purchased, but thought about a black turtleneck with the black pencil skirt paired with red heels. A chic yet not too vibrant look.

You ran downstairs when you came to the realisation that it was 5 minutes to 9, and the coffee shop was far from the office. You saw that your husband made a to go bag, and you couldn’t be more blessed with this man. 

You hurdled to your car, racing out you made your way to the coffee shop to get your boss and her guest two macchiatos. You speeded your way through the cars and into the parking garage, you ran to the elevator and prayed that you weren’t even a minute late.

9:29 AM

You basically fell over your desk with the coffee cups in both of your hands, you also got scones because you knew she’d scream at you if you didn’t get her guest “something to eat”.

Your alarm buzzed as the time struck 9:30 AM, you sighed in relief as you made your way through the cold hall towards a cold blooded snake. 

You faintly knocked on the door, hearing her reply for you to enter, you made your way to her large meeting table and placed the order down. Looking down, you didn’t realise the visitor until he coughed loudly.

You glimpsed at the man with the black suit, his white dress shirt unbuttoned to buttons down revealing skin. His brown hair fluffly tossed around. his cufflinks shining as the sun hit it, and his extremely large hands. 

Hands that you were oh so familiar with. There he sat, your husband in all his glory as he glanced back at you. Your cheeks were greeted with a deep red tint as you stood by Mrs. Cordelia.

“Oh, Mr. Mazzello, I forgot to introduce you to my assistant,” the blond announced staring daggers into you to introduce yourself.

“Hi, Mr. Mazzello. I’m Ms. Y/F/N,” you smirked shaking his hand. Joe knew the exact game you were playing, using your maiden name instead of your shared one. And, you definitely knew you were going to get punished for this, but who cares, right?

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Y/F/N,” the CEO weakly smiled at you. “Oh, you’re so kind. Joe,” your boss laughed touching your husband’s arm, stroking it gently.

This is when you were furious, no one could touch your husband. Well, Ben can cause they’re stuck together like glue, but other than him. No one. 

Your heart escalated, Joe knew exactly what you were going to do, and he didn’t mind watching a show. 

“Y/N, get me next week’s issue so I show Mr. Mazzello a sneak peak,” she fakely smiled at you demanding you to get her the files. The desk wasn’t that far from the meeting table, so you could hear their conversation.

“Mrs. Cordelia, I’m flattered. But, I have a wife,” your husband spoke sophisticatedly. 

“I don’t see your wife around,” Mrs. Cordelia seductively teased. This is when you sharply turned, you growled as you saw your boss’ hand riding up Joe’s thigh. 

You then strutted to the meeting table, throwing the files onto the table you slapped her hand off of your property.  

“How rude, Y/N! Hitting your own boss in front of her guest! Would you want me to fire you,” she shouted grasping her hand as though she was hurt.

“Why are you touching him, he has a wife!”

“Why do you care so much, huh? She’s not around! I bet she’ll love talking to me about her creative, sexy, and smart husband,” Mrs. Cordelia smirked standing up to reach your height.

“I don’t think she will,” you hissed crossing your arms so you wouldn’t throw a punch at her jaw.

“And why is that?” Your boss cackled as she stepped closer to you.

“Because,” you smirked evilly as you pushed her hair back gently. Your lips made their way up to her ear, the silence spoke louder than the both of you.

“You’re talking to the wife,” you whispered with venom laced around your words, and a smirk plastered Joe’s lips as he saw you dominate someone else who’s twice your size.

“Sit down, Cordelia,” you spat making her sit down. She wasn’t scared at all, which made your blood boil even more.

“Listen up, bitch. I get that my husband is creative, sexy, and smart. But, the last time I checked, I have the rock on my finger. You’re too fucking blind to notice my last name is Mazzello, and not Y/F/N,” you then moved to tower her fragile little body that you broke with just your eyes.

“Plus, you were touching MY property. Oh! I totally forgot! You have a husband right? What if I told you that you made a move on his ally, ruining his company and making ours strive higher.”

“Y/N, I can fire you. Well, you’re already fired for threatening your boss,” she smugly replied crossing her legs.

“That’s a threat to you? I feel sorry for your enemies, that’s a threat? Let me tell you a threat. Lay a finger on my man again, and trust me the only thing that’ll be going down that throat of yours is your last paycheck,” you growled as you felt a hand wrap around your waist.

“And, Cordelia. I talked with your bosses, as of now, I bought the whole company. Don’t you dare insult my wife, ever, you understand,” his voice now deep and dominant.

You couldn’t help but squeeze your legs together, your arousal to his voice created a knot in your whole body.

“Leave my office, and don’t think about your stuff. We’ll have someone send it for you, with your paycheck wrapped around a tiny dildo, maybe that’ll make you cum faster,” you barked as Joe’s grip grew tighter onto your waist.

“Behave, little girl,” your husband huskily growled in your ear as your former boss left the room in tears. She deserved it, after years of torture, you finally got your revenge. 

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Then, I’ll have you over my lap with your perky ass up in the air for me. You’ll get spanked so hard that you won’t be able to walk into your new office that I just got for you, or wear that tight little skirt that you’re wearing right now,” he placed both of his hands on your waist and slapped your ass lightly.

You whined as you glanced up at him with your innocent eyes, you pecked his lips and fluttered your eyelashes.

“Take me home, and fuck me.”

“What’s the magic word, baby.”

“Please, Joe,” you whimpered as his breath fanned over your clothed neck.

“Your wish is my command, doll. But, you’re getting punished for being a bad girl,” he whispered in your ear as you made your way out of the office.

And that was when you couldn’t wait to go home.

[eloquent-music]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE: MUN & MUSE

Fill out & Repost ♥ This meme definitely favors Canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore and Lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multimuses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

Tagged by: @polyhexianchicken​

Tagging: anyone who wants to do it!! Just go ahead and say I tagged you

> Putting under a read more bc of the length <

MY MUSE IS.   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless

* is your character popular in the fandom? YES/NO

* is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES (from what i see from a lot of people in the fandom including myself)/ NO / IDK.

* is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

* are they underrated?  YES ( I believe there’s more depth to him that some don’t see) / NO.

* were they relevant to the main story?  YES (Sorta?) / NO.

* were they relevant to the main character?  YES (Kinda sorta esp to Megatron) / NO

* are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO.

* how’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?

I try my best to follow canon as best as possible. I do put in my own twists here and there.  I have added things into his character have been shared later on through Tweets on Twitter from Jro and Milne. I take their portrayals and incorporate them into my Tarn. For example, Milne said that Tarn was Pharma’s new lover and they had a special relationship and since I’m weak for that pairing I really wanted to incorporate that in. Also Red doesn’t help we both feed into each other ilu <3  ALL IN ALL though, I do like to keep him canon and not too much off character to where he isn’t Tarn anymore. I want him to be Tarn not someone else

SELL YOUR MUSE! (aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutual.)

I could sell Tarn for hours and a few friends know this very personally. IM SORRY. ANYWAYS. Some may find what I love about Tarn to not what they like but it’s my opinion on him! So here goes.

I love his damaged nature (I’m sorry Tarn muse). I find his addictions interesting, even though they weren’t technically shown in the issues. It’s part of who he is from who he used to be (however they came about). I will always love his flaws and I enjoy showing those sides of him so be aware that I will show his addictive personality (through Transformation, Nuke abuse, and murderous tendencies).

Which brings me to... His murderous/torturous nature. We see killers a dime a dozen in the series but to be a leader of a torturous group? Like that’s pretty rad and completely different from a lot of other characters. Can you tell I like the baddies? sdifhoisdf This brings up this ONE side of him. He doesn’t like killing / taking part in the demises of SOME of their victims. Why? I think I may know the answer to that. Why does a mech like him want to advert his gaze while the others have their way with them. Talk about something deep we never got to understand that.

He has a soft spot for musical pieces, especially classical piano music. I love Chopin the most, so you’ll see me post that all the time!

He apparently loves pineapples and just I LOVE THAT SO MUCH UHG.

He’s a big tank with Daddy (Megatron) Issues! You gotta love it LOL  He’s got biolights literally everywhere. FLASHY

When he’s only around his team, he can be a little bit more calm even though he can drop it at the drop of a dime.

He’s a touch starved mech odifhsodif

NOW THE OPPOSITE! (list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?)

Even though I kinda sold him on this I thought I should mention it here too. I don’t think people find him interesting for how dark he is as a mech. Push aside everything and look at how purely evil he can be. He’s cruel. He’s torturous and very sadistic. He will thrive off of every little bit of pain you give him. He can be manipulative at times.

Tarn is a huge hypocrite. It shows so much throughout the comic issues if you really look at it. I show it a lot (he will deny it sometimes but don’t worry I know he’s one) Probably one of the biggest hypocrites in the whole 2005 IDW Series.

Tarn is easily-influenced and persuaded by certain situations (to not look weak) and mechs.

He is very easily angered from the smallest things.

He holds onto grudges

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?

I know I’ve been asked this before and when I’m asked again I forget the GOOD reasons why I was so inspired to write him so I hope i do okay this time around. Even though I know I will leave out the good shit. Idk why I just dont draft on what truly inspired me. Just watch, itll come a day later and I’ll add it in just wait and see

I started rp’ing him on here as soon as he debuted in the MTMTE series (i think it was back in 2013 or 2012?) I did kind of poof for a few years due to being so busy sdiufhs. Anyways, I fell instantly in love with his character. I loved his dark ways and how he was so drastically different of a villain. His musical tendencies. And how he could offline a mech with ONLY his voice? Like damn sing to me all day you Musical Angel. He is dark and mysterious. NOT TO MENTION, black and purple my favorite colors.

His design was flawless and MTMTE #7 sold me on who he was and from then on I just couldn’t stop loving this murderous tank. I love how Jro and Milne have come out later on to answer more questions about him and just I love him that much more. Looking back years later on it, I see a little bit of myself in him.  

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION

He’s pretty easy to flow out honestly. Just like my other muse I have. If he does struggle some, I just pop on some Chopin and he’s good to go. What really does keep me going more than anything is continuously exploring who he is as a mech and as a Decepticon. I want to know so much about him literally everything. Even though I could write headcanons all day and drabbles too, I love making him interact with others to find that personality.  It’s really just my never-ending curiosity for him.

SOME MORE PERSONAL QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

* do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO. ( i hope I do! )

* do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO.

* do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO.  ( i love writing drabbles!!!)

* do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES / NO.

* are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO.

* are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO. (Most of the time, I know sometimes I mess up and its honestly just me not seeing it for whatever reason. Im so sorry if my replies come through scattered sidfhfs)

* are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO. (Not really at all. I don’t get offended or anything but certain things can bug me)

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?

Only if its constructive criticism. I love it when friends bounce ideas or talk to me about him. I will take into consideration of changing him slightly from only my close friends and that’s because we’re close. I will not change my character for anyone because they don’t like how I portray him because he is my portrayal of him, not yours.

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?  

I love all the questions you all send him, either on anon or not. Even the most awful ones! Tarn may not like them but most I find absolutely hilarious. I think the more personal questions really help for exploring who he is or if I post drabble prompts, go ahead and send me one! Even if I dont send in one and you wanna know more about him I will try my best to respond to it.

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?  

This is a hit or miss question. I don’t really want to exactly know why unless if I ask you personally on it (which is usually just between close friends because sometimes I just aint thinkin straight). I don’t mind bouncing off ideas but ishdfoisdfh i really truly don’t know the answer to this one

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?

I honestly don’t care. People won’t like every character out there and that’s just part of being human. I understand why people would hate his character in the series in all honesty. But I love him for all his flaws.

I don’t blame people for hating Tarn but I do not want hate sent to me. That is unacceptable and not okay. You don’t have to like my portrayal but please don’t shove it at me that’s just uncalled for. If your character hates him that’s totally different but don’t come attacking me for any reason.

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?  

I think I am. I’m usually fairly quiet. But once you get to know me, I am kinda strong on the goofy/funny side and a bit blunt/straight-forward sdoifhodsf. I tend to be really easy going and laid back. My personality has drastically changed since I’ve gotten into my mid-20s. I don’t like drama and dont wanna be apart of it.