#but teenagers giving adults sex advice???

[lily-blue-blue-lily]

i know sex education has always been an unrealistic show but the fact that a radio show is hiring a teenager to give live sex advice to strangers must surely be breaking so many laws??

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

do u have any resources for how to do like . ok not sex ed per se. but i’m in a position where im interacting pretty regularly with a couple of 16-18 year old coworkers (im late 20s) & they see me as kind of a mentor or older sister figure. i’ve been finding myself in a position where they’ll try to get my advice on what seem like risk taking behaviors & i have a hard time balancing my advice between my belief in personal autonomy (ie they’re adults and have the right to make their own bad decisions) and OH GOD THAT GUY IS 30 RUN YOURE TOO YOUNG FOR HIM. bc in my experience telling teens that they’re immature or too young for something tends to be a nonstarter in terms of . them actually listening to advice. especially when theyre 17 but have a job and a lease. so i guess what im asking is do u have any resources or advice on how to parent high schoolers? im too young to be a father but i have found myself in this position and its giving me gray hair

okay listen. as someone who answers questions for a LOT of teenagers on here, the model I've always tried to embrace is "this is an intelligent person with thoughts, feelings, and desires that are exactly as complex as an adults, they just have slightly less lived experience in which to contextualize things." it's completely possible to give someone younger than you advice the same way you might offer input to someone your own age; just offer information without acting like they're dumb for needing it.

in the case of the age thing, you've obviously already clocked that "you're too young for him" is an approach that can easily come across as condescending and shut you down as a reliable your of advice. instead, let's try reframing this in a way that puts the issue where it belongs: on the 30 year old trying to date a teenager. it's not "ew, you're too young," it's "ew, I've known a lot of guys like him and they're always trying to date teenagers becase they think teenagers are dumb and easy to manipulate. people his own age probably all think he's a loser."

but, more importantly, it's not your job to stop them from making any risky decisions ever, okay? some of them are still going to want to hang out with that 30 year old. your role in that case is to help minimize harm. you can't make them ditch their creepy older boyfriend, but you can make sure they understand how to have safer sex, their options for protection, the realities of STIs and how to get tested + treated, the risk of pregnancy and options for unplanned pregnancies if that's an option. you can't run anyone's life for them, but you can always give them tools to be safer!

[bunnyabricot]

Automn nights ༄ ‧₊˚

✧ pairing : max verstappen x fem!reader

✧ warning(s) : fluff, smut ; established relationship, grinding, piv, needy max and reader🤭🤭, unprotected sex, pet names (beautiful, love, good girl..), slight overstimulation, cum mention, etc etc

✧ summary : Cold nights with Max always ended up in him pressed close against your back while you listen to his warm and slow breathing tickling your ear. But tonight, you both got all worked up.

✧ words : 1.7k

✧ a/n : first work + not my first language (raahh 🦅🦅🇫🇷) be kind pls and/or give advice pls🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

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You hummed, satisfied as your lover held you close to his chest ; Max Verstappen, the f1 driver oh so famous for his anger issues and his trouble of keeping his cool. Obviously, graciously exaggerated by the medias who wouldn’t miss for anything a chance to portray a man who doesn’t like to lose as a bad guy and go as far as giving him the nickname of "the vilain of the f1" just to sell more papers or make more views. Despite those accusations, "Mad Max" as they also like to call him, holds you gently and tenderly as if he was a 5 years old and you were his most precious and fragile treasure. Nights like these were the best and you wouldn’t trade those for anything.

Your heartbeat accelerated by your unconditional and deep love of your Max. Your smile fondly and you felt a kiss being placed in the crook of your neck which made your cheeks a tinted pink fortunately covered by the dim light of your shared bedroom. You shifted your neck and quietly giggled.

"Gosh I love you.. " you sighed under your breath.

Your partner kisses you once more as to accentuate how much you mean to him “I love you too, goodnight beautiful.” he answered.

You shift a bit trying to find a comfortable position to sleep under the comforter and the fluffy blanket above it while your boyfriend’s arm was around your waist, you were the little spoon.

Despite the warmth of your dear lover, his closeness and the way he was holding you made your mind wanders and refrained you from sleeping. You couldn’t sleep. Not when he was so hot in both ways, so close yet not enough. The way his crotch kept pressing against your back accelerates your breathing and by the time he was asking if you were alright you were already hyperventilating.

“Are you alright my love ?” he asked quite concerned and taken aback.

You bit your bottom lip and pressed yourself further onto him subconsciously. “Y-Yes don’t worry.” You were in fact not okay. Everything about him was enticing. From his innocent smile to his soft hair when you brush them delicately, to his piercing eyes and persistant character that makes you so proud but your mind so fuzzy. You brush your hand on his arm. “I’m okay, just.. go back to sleep.” You stopped yourself from acting as a horny teenager and chose instead to sleep early as a responsible adult.

Little did you know your boyfriend was everything but a responsible adult and sometimes couldn’t help himself from acting as a 17 years old boy who just got a girlfriend and wants his dick wet when it came to you.

He smirked as he finally understood why you were breathing so fast when you rubbed against him. He grips your waist tighter and kisses your neck. “Feeling needy are we ?”

The cold weather was soon forgotten when your skin was burning hot with every words Max was saying. “I-Mph..” You were going to find an excuse, or more like a lie, but Max cuts you short by rubbing his clothed core to your ass.

You shakily breathed out some air with your mouth open trying not to moan. You didn’t want to sound too desperate, moaning like that when he wasn’t even touching you properly.

He took this opportunity and put his fingers in your mouth. You obediently close your mouth around them and bite them gently.

He was caressing your body with his other free hand. From your hand, to your arm, your shoulder to finally stop at your warm chest. He pressed his hand against your breast while you were mewling with your mouth full with his fingers.

Your winter pyjamas were now too much for you to handle now that your temperature was elevating more and more. Max seemed to notice because of your cheeks rosing. He always thought the way he made you flustered easily was cute. What can you say you are so enamoured with him you can’t help it.

He kisses your neck once more. Max then shifts his position to be on top of you and he kisses you with so must lust. His tongue finding yours, his fingers intertwining with yours as you squeeze his hand, feeling overwhelmed. You could never get enough of him.

His lips press to your collarbones as he places sloppy kisses onto it. Your bite your lips but a sound escapes your mouth nonetheless. Your chest elevates with each deep breath that you take and you buck your hips in the air trying desperately to have a friction with Max’s hard on, impatient when it came to those kind of activities. Nevertheless, you tried your best to be patient for him and take what Max gives you.

Your obedience payed off when Max took your shirt off, finally relieved from the radiating heat engulfing your body. He took a moment to admire your breasts, his eyes full of hunger. He finally decided to continue his attack but now on them, sucking small hickeys and licking your sensitive buds. Your were moaning. The more he went on, the more you felt yourself leaking in your pyjama pants. Extending your arms to the brim of his top, your lifted it to take it off, wanting nothing more than to see him naked at the moment.

“Please Max, God.. give it to me.." you say while looking up to him. In this angle he looked so so hot and you think you wouldn’t mind making him your husband, or a daddy matter of fact. You just wanted him. All of him.

To accentuate your envy, you rub his hard dick with your hand on top of his pants, making agonizing slow movements. "Please..".

"Shit" he lets out while closing his eyes while frowning ever so slightly. The way you look at him with adoring eyes as if he created the world is driving him crazy. You drive him crazy.

He quickly takes off his bottom. You stare at him, he is so handsome. Yours is rapidly next as you raise your hips while your beautiful driver is removing painfully slowly your pants to tease you back. You arch your back at this action.

You are now both naked, your hot skin touching his. Your hand naturally found its place, gripping his strong shoulder as the other rests at the side of his neck.

Your lovely husband to be placed his tip at your entrance and raised his head to have your approval. You face was all the confirmation he needed but he always made sure you were feeling happy and safe with him. You nodded fervently, eager to feel him inside of you. You feel his thick cock stretching your walls and your whine loudly.

“Shh it’s okay beautiful, you’re okay. Take it like a good girl." you lover said leaning on top of your, his arms caging you.

You always loved when he called you like this. The way he was looking on top of you and how he’s calling you these sweet names makes you want to be filled with his cum.

You shut your eyes and immediately, your mouth, attracted to his like a magnet, crashes into Max’s to have a languorous kiss. You grip the back of his head and tug on his brown hair. You also hold his shoulder tighter for support.

The passion between the both of you mutters the sting in between you legs. Soon, Max starts to move and all the discomfort turns into pleasure. The way he’s made for you mentally and physically is almost disturbing.

Both of your moans are harmonising in sync with Max’s thrusts. You grip Max’s hair tightly and slightly scratch his back with your nails to attenuate your ecstasy which only earn you hard trusts from your lover in response. “A-Aaah ! Max..s too much..! ♡ ” you almost scream from pleasure. “You can do it my love. You’re so beautiful gosh..” he says short of breath from the effort but continuing his ruthless pace nonetheless. Wether it’s on tracks or in bed, Max can’t help but be fast.

He mercilessly fucks into you as he calls you sweet names. “My pretty girl”, “Fuck you’re so perfect” and even let slip a quiet “my wife..” which was mostly meant for himself.

You feel tears pricking at the corner of your eyes and you know that you’re close. With the way Max ruts inside you like a desperate man and how he sometimes clumsily slips out of you because of his mind fusing you can tell that he is too. You open your mouth and a loud moan escape it signaling that you reached your climax. “Max ! ♡” you scream his name as you cum.

He continues his pace nevertheless and you tap on his shoulder as to surrender. “Max god please please I c-can’t !” You scream still sensitive from your orgasm and overstimulated from your lover who doesn’t seem to budge at how helpless you sound. “Just a little bit more m’love..” he says, panting.

He slams into you a few times before finally plunging deeply into you and filling you with his warm cum. He gently and slowly pull out of you as he takes a deep breath. Max takes a step back to look at his art ; you looking so gorgeous as ever, his cum leaking out of your pussy, dazed eyes, messy hair, panting from your hot making love session. He could die here a happy man.

You looked up at him feeling so dearly enamoured and loyal to this man. “Max ?” You asked still high from your orgasm. “Yes beautiful ?” he answered immediately with a gentle smile. “Instead of saying under your breath during sex that I’m your wife, why don’t you officially make me a Verstappen ?” You mindlessly asked. Max was to say taken aback by your sudden question. He didn’t think much of it during the action. He didn’t even think you would hear it. It’s not that he never thought about it. In fact he’d love to make you properly his. He had this idea in mind more than you could ever guess. So obviously he smiled so fondly and laughed at how you talked about such and important subject like it’s nothing when you both look like a mess.

He approached you and passionately kissed you. You put your hand on his cheek and when you opened your eyes, you see a lovesick Max with a wide grin. “I’d love to.” He answered your pending question before cuddling you dearly for the rest of the night.

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[shipmansflannels]

the yellowjackets with a younger s/o...

hey, I'm back! it didn't take me long, right? it must be because I have too many things to write on this blog, finally (and I have relatively enough time to organize my ideas for now). so I thought, I made a headcannon of the young yellowjackets, but I might as well make the adult survivors, right? anyway, maybe this is also a sign to say that I will "moderately" write stories with the adult versions, too. who cheered? anyway, without further ado, let's go! thanks for the likes on the first post, I'm glad you liked it! enjoy! sorry for any grammatical or coherence errors, english is not my first language and I'm trying to improve!

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dating a younger person with the yellowjackets women...

shauna shipman.

okay, it's canonical that shauna would have no problem being in a relationship with someone younger.

I mean, even after adam, I think she would be willing to try.

it would be a lot easier in her mind, because dating someone younger means being able to reconnect with callie more easily too.

in shauna's mind, the two of you would be best friends based on your approximate age, regardless of how old you were.

now in terms of dating shauna, i think she would inevitably be an easy going person, to a certain extent.

overprotective as hell, of course, because she's lost so many people she loves over time (and it's become an incurable trauma in her life), that she can't bear to lose you.

she would also cook for you (rabbit meat inserted) all the time, especially if you felt like eating something special.

oh yes, the weekends would have to include callie with you, which is actually not a problem. at least not for you.

I feel like shauna hasn't been, since she was a teenager, someone who would be involved in loud parties or anything like that, so probably the perfect date for her would be watching a movie at home, wrapped in blankets with you, popcorn and soda and a solitude considerable enough for you to kiss, exchange affection and even make out (or have sex) without anyone to get in the way.

natalie scatorccio.

natalie, like shauna, would also have no problem dating someone younger.

since her life has always been full of risks and she was never very afraid of taking most of them, I honestly think that age never made much of a difference to her, at least not after middle age.

but to be honest, dating natalie comes with a combo of even bigger problems and risks that you wouldn't be able to deal with if you didn't love her so much.

I see natalie completely using her s/o as an outlet, or a shield. after rehab, you would be like a kind of warning for her to control herself.

not that it wouldn't also include (if you're a smoker) the two of you smoking in your spare time when you're bored.

natalie would be the kind of girlfriend you could have any conversation in the world with, sober or not. she probably has and gained enough empathy to listen to you and give you accurate advice on how to live your life.

making out a lot and having sex in unusual places also counts.

in my head, despite everything, natalie is the master of serving affection. spooning with her is the best whenever you need it.

she would do anything for you. everything really. anything.

she would be able to get into a fight for you. and risking her own life as well.

lottie matthews.

number one defender of the thesis: "age is just a number".

lottie is literally the personification of quality time and acts of service.

much because of her lonely life, her traumatic and confusing teenage years and the relationships she maintained with people over time, lottie would probably never want you to lack for anything, so any opportunity she has to be with you, she will be, even on her worst days.

arts and crafts dates with her when she is not taking care of camp green pine. you spend hours enjoying each other's company, and the whole world falls silent.

extremely overprotective of you too. just the thought of losing you because of her own insecurities leaves lottie haunted for weeks if she stops to think about it.

she is the ideal companion for anxiety and panic attacks.

she will most likely use the techniques she learned over time with you. if they work, that's another matter. (they always work because in the end it was never about lottie's gift, it was about her company).

a little submissive, a little dominant during sex. lottie is probably the typical "am I hurting you?" at the right time and even if you insist no, she will ask again just to be sure.

she's also the master spooner (I literally see you two fighting over who's going to be the big spoon every night).

taissa turner.

ok, public life has always been a problem for taissa.

but when she's with you, she's able to forget about it for a few minutes.

despite all this freedom, taissa never lets you go out unaccompanied (without a bodyguard) or lets you read the headlines or see the commercials about her first, for fear of any criticism about your age difference.

but more than anything, it's you she turns to when the stress finally gets to her on the worst days.

I see her making any effort for you, and I see her trying to keep a fine line between you and her old life too.

this includes your relationship with sammy, which, in fact, has always been the best possible, and her friendly relationship with simone as well. taissa knows that she cannot take her son out of her ex-wife's life and, even so, she makes a point of including you in family programs with him.

she will literally spend it all on you. anything you ask for, even with a high amount of money, she will buy.

it's probably a way of apologizing about her sleepwalking and her traumas making her even remotely distant from you for some time.

like I said, you're the one she looks for when crises end up attacking her mental health. she won't sleep if you're not safe in bed with her and she makes a point of being snuggled in her arms so she doesn't have any sleepwalking attacks in the middle of the night.

dates with her are always in fancy places, but taissa doesn't care about them that much.

anniversaries, yes, she always takes you to dinner at a fancy restaurant.

but, on her days off, she would easily choose to just spend time with you watching a stupid series or a cliché movie while you sleep cuddling in the middle of it.

sex always, sex anywhere, sex on any occasion. you will never miss this, you can be sure.

van palmer.

this nerdy woman deserves the world and a significant other who doesn't know half of her references.

you two are a match made in heaven, for sure.

van wouldn't waste time trying to get you to watch all the movies that were popular in her time. and she would use your ability to tinker with technology for the video store whenever necessary.

this woman is literally the embodiment of girlfriend material.

quality time, acts of service, words of affirmation, she has mastered every love language in existence, you bet.

van will always cook for you. there are rare nights when she lets you make dinner or even order any junk food.

she would also stop whatever she was doing so she could cuddle with you whenever you needed her.

dates with van are always at the cinema, or at an amusement park, or, when she is a little less in debt, at a tourist spot around the world that you would mention that you want to see.

she has good enough memory to remember them all.

the sex is always good, always affectionate, and every now and then, when she's not tired, you'd try a quickie in the bedroom for just a little while, until you feel satisfied.

hopeless romantic until the end of time.

misty quigley.

a walking red flag, misty would probably treat a relationship with someone younger as if it were a great adventure.

well, if you like crazy women, misty is your ideal partner.

she has a bit of a misconception about taking care of you and keeping you safe, so every now and then she'll make a point of checking your calendar and trying to monitor meetings with people in your circle, just to make sure there's no problem.

but this is also a good thing because, if there is a specific date or specific problem, she will remember it and make everyone special, in her own way.

anyway, but she's a good girlfriend too, aside from the weirdness. she has everything under control, she is attentive to you and makes a point of making your day better if it is bad.

dates with her don't need much. If it's in a cafe relaxing and talking about her day, if it's watching crime series or chatting with her about citizen detectives, she'll be happy.

sex is also good, to be honest. I see misty as the roleplay girl, so if she's in the mood to roleplay with you, you can be sure she'll do it. from weirdest to sexiest, it also depends on her day.

she achieved the feat of making a young person like a bird and want to have a bird at home. she is, at the moment, the only one of them to be able to do this masterfully.

[anglercrit]

when people compare helluva boss to bojack horseman but bojack horseman is literally the opposite of helluva boss 😒 😑

1- Bojack horseman rarely use f-word and it only is used when something fucked up happens

2- bojack is an asshole protagonist,him being relatable and us seeing from his point of view doesn't make him safe from consequences of his actions and being a victim doesn't make you have the free pass to be a dick.

3- the show actually knows how to balance between comedy and seriousness and when to be serious and when to be comedy.

4- mental health issues are actually taken seriously.

5- addiction to alcohol/sex doesn't make it better but instead worse and it hurts everyone around you

6- the jokes are actually funny and clever without being about sex

7- there is good queer representations and queer people act normal (aka not fetishized)

8- every character have their flaws or did something bad even the nicest ones which is something very humane

9- the show feels like it read your mind as if you're with therapy who understands/listen to you and it gives you advice and helps you,it respect the audience minds and doesn't treat them like children/teenagers.

10- doesn't force forgiveness, apologising but keep doing horrible things is not ok,and also it's never too late to change but you being changed doesn't erase the fact that you've hurt people in the past and they're going to suffer from trauma you gave them,but that doesn't mean that you don't deserve to live but instead live and learn from what you did before. (My English is terrible so sorry if I phrased the last part horribly)

11- address toxic relationships(platonic and romantic) and teaching us that not every relationship works and that we don't owe our mental health to toxic people.

Helluva Boss doesn't have any of these, bojack horseman literally destroyed the "adults shows is about swearing,gore and sex" thing,so I don't understand what makes people see bojack horseman and helluva boss similar.

Viv saying Bojack was an inspiration for her is so baffling because it seems like she somehow took all the wrong lessons from it. Hell, I'll admit I'm not huge on Bojack but even I know that comparing it to Helluva Boss is an insult.

[sacredjake]

Animals

pairing: Jake Kiszka x Reader

word count: 3.5k

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, oral (m. & f. receiving), fingering, spanking, slight daddy kink, teensy bit of spit play, cussing… nickleback. (let me know if i missed any)

a/n: alright, so this is the very first smut i've ever written, please bear with me. if you didn't know by the title, this was heavily inspired by the song Animals by Nickleback (its basically the song in fic format lol). a huge thank you and shout out to @dannyandthekiszkas because without them, i would not have been inspired to write this, and they also helped me edit (literally thank you so much). another thank you to @malany-gvf for giving feedback and advice.

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Your palms were sweaty and shaking with excitement while you tried to work the latch on your window open quietly. The light in the hallway outside your room went off only a few minutes ago, signaling that your parents had just gone to bed, but you couldn’t wait any longer. You had received a text from Jake about twenty minutes prior that he was on his way to pick you up.

Jake wasn’t your boyfriend, but he also wasn’t just a friend. The two of you had found yourselves in a limbo between friendship and something else. Simply put, you were friends with benefits. And boy were the benefits good. So good that you couldn’t resist sneaking out of your parents house to hook up with the one guy they always hated you being around. Even though you were in your early twenties, your parents stuck with the same rule; if you live under their roof, you play by their rules.

To be fair, they didn’t have many rules, they knew you were an adult capable of making your own decisions. But the one rule they did have was that they didn’t want you hanging around Jake. Ever since high school they believed him to be a bad influence and nothing but trouble all because he convinced you to skip one class with him one time. You could admit they weren’t wrong, but that’s what made him so enticing.

It wasn’t until one drunken night out at a bar with your friend group that things came to a head with Jake. He offered to drive you home and the two of you wound up parked out by the train tracks. Under the coverage of a few trees you found yourself in compromising positions in his backseat.

Since then you couldn’t get enough of each other. Any time you were around one another it almost always led to sex. Eventually you would plan days to meet up so the two of you could go back to that place by the tracks and fuck in his backseat. But for the past few weeks that wasn’t an option. Jake had gotten his license suspended for the copious amounts of speeding and reckless driving tickets he had obtained, so when he texted you earlier in the day about getting his license back the conversation quickly turned into making plans for him to pick you up.

And that is what led to you sneaking out of your window in the night like you were a teenager. Eventually you were able to flip the latch open slow enough that no sound was made, as it was normally terribly squeaky, and carefully slide the glass pane up to climb out of the window. Throwing one leg after the other, you landed outside of your room in the bushes that lined the outside of your house, huffing out a few curses as the scratchy leaves caught your legs.

You edged along the wall to the opening near the corner of the house, spotting Jake’s black truck roll down your street, headlights off. He must’ve been watching for you by the way the passenger door opened, waiting for your arrival. As you made your way out of the bushes a wicked grin tore across your face at the thought of what was to come in a mere matter of seconds.

You ran towards his truck to not be seen, jumping in the open passenger seat and quickly shutting the door behind you. In an instant his hands were on you, gripping your waist, and the back of your neck to pull you into a heated kiss. His tongue entered your mouth, licking the roof of it in a swift motion and earning a moan from your lips. You squeezed his thigh with the hand that rested there, your other hand tangled in his long chestnut hair.

His mouth began trailing sloppy, open mouthed kisses from your mouth down to your collarbone, sucking on the hollow point there before following it with a quick nip of his teeth. As his tongue flattened out to soothe the skin, you trailed your hand up higher on his thigh until it came in contact with his clothed bulge, palming him lightly through his jeans. Jake huffed out a laugh at the contact of your hand on his growing erection.

“Easy there, we still gotta make it out to the tracks.” He lifted his face from your neck to look at you, a sly smirk playing on his lips. He leaned in close to your ear, breath falling hot and heavy against your skin.

“Wouldn’t wanna fuck you in front of your house where your parents and neighbors might see.”

His teeth sunk into your earlobe quickly before pulling away and sliding over into the driver’s seat. You followed his moments and slid over to sit in the middle seat next to him. He turned to you with a wicked grin and a wild glint in his eyes.

“Might wanna put that seatbelt on, baby.”

You had barely clicked the metal in place when Jake slammed on the gas causing the tires to spin and squeal against the black asphalt of your street. You hoped that neither your neighbors nor your parents would pay the sound any mind as you sped down the road.

“Jake! That was stupid! What if my parents came out? They know what your truck looks like!” You hit his chest lightly with the back of your left hand as you scolded him.

“Relax y/n. They’re not even gonna know you’re missing. Besides,” His voice dropped an octave as he continued in a husky voice, turning to look at you, “It’s been far too long since I’ve fucked that pretty pussy in my backseat.”

It was like his words had flipped a switch in your brain as he turned back to face the road. You turned your body into his side, running your hand up and down the inside of his thigh with feather light pressure.

Your left hand came up to brush his hair away from his neck, slowly placing a few open-mouthed kisses from the base of his neck up to the spot just below his ear. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, knuckles turning slightly white. In the sweetest voice you could muster you leaned in to let your lips ghost the shell of his ear as you spoke.

“Aw, you think my pussy is pretty?” You gave a small lick to the outside of his ear following it with a light blow of air. The pressure of your hand on Jake’s thigh increased, trailing back up to palm him again.

He let out a breathy groan as your hand began to work him over at a teasing pace before running the length of his thigh again. Your lips went back to his neck, slowly trailing back down towards his clavicle, nipping and sucking on the way.

“C’mon, don’t tease me like this.” Jake sighed, gripping the wheel tighter once more and resting his head back against the headrest exposing more of his neck to your hungry lips. You grinned against his warm skin before licking a slow stripe back up to his ear.

“Who said I was teasing you?” You spoke against his ear again as you slid your hand back up his crotch to the button on his jeans, popping it open. You pulled the zipper down slowly before reaching underneath the waistband of his boxers to wrap your hand around his base, giving him a light squeeze.

Jake’s foot pressed down on the gas at your action, the truck accelerating quickly before slowing back down. A grin danced onto your face at his reaction as you brought your hand up to your mouth. You licked from your palm up to your fingertips making sure to give Jake a good show.

Wrapping your hand around him again, your hand drew up and down his length, pumping him at a steady pace. “Careful Jakey, you don’t wanna get another ticket. You just got that license back.” You teased in his ear as your hand stroked him, base to tip, gripping him tighter on the way up. Once again sending the truck lurching forward.

You chuckled lightly at the power you held over him in this moment. Jake caught on to your enjoyment and took his foot off of the gas. The truck slowed down as he grinned wildly at you, maintaining an antagonizing slow speed.

“Let’s see how fast you wanna go, princess.” Your fun had quickly ended, realizing he fully intended to keep this same speed until you gave him what he wanted. While you would have loved to torture him more, your own need had only been growing. As your hand picked up speed and pressure, so did the truck, and after a minute or two, Jake was back to driving at full speed, your hand working him over.

It was taking everything in him to keep his hands on the wheel and steady as you stroked him faster and harder. A particular flick of your hand over his head sent the truck flying over the dividing line and onto the other side of the road. Jake jerked the wheel back to the right, guiding the vehicle into the correct lane with a hushed, “Fuck” under his breath. Deciding to test his limits even further, you leaned down hovering your mouth just above the tip before swirling your tongue softly around the head.

“Fuck, y/n.”

You felt the truck accelerate again, Jake sucking in a breath and gently pulling your hair out of your face to watch you. You let a trail of spit fall slowly from your mouth onto his dick before catching it with your tongue as it slid down his shaft. You licked back up to the tip to wrap your lips around him finally. Jake’s grip on your hair tightened as a groan tore through his chest at the lewd display you put on for him.

Your mouth sunk down on him, the tip lightly nudging the back of your throat before easing up and repeating the motion, taking in less of him than the first time. Bobbing up and down along his length, you could feel the arousal pooling between your legs, your aching need for relief increasing. You squeezed your thighs together tighter hoping to create some friction while continuing to pump your hand over what didn’t fit in your mouth. Jake’s frequent groans and curses flying out through his clenched teeth spurred you on more.

“Yeah, just like that, baby. You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth.” A light moan slipped from your throat sending vibrations around his dick. You rubbed your thighs together again, making your arousal known and applied more pressure with your hand.

“You like that? Like when I talk dirty to you?” You did your best to nod, but Jake didn’t seem satisfied with the notion.

“C’mon angel, use your words.”

You could hear the smugness in his voice mocking you. You tried your best to answer ‘yes’ around his dick, but it came out as choked, and muffled vibrations.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that?” His hand in your hair gripped tighter, tugging at the roots and you could practically hear the smirk on his face. “Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to speak with a full mouth?” He chastised, and you couldn’t stop the moan that flew from your chest at his rough and cocky voice.

The sensation of your mouth vibrating around him threatened to send him over the edge, muscles twitching causing him to swerve off road a little. His hand left your hair, pulling on the steering wheel to avoid wrecking in the ditch on the side of the road. You pulled off of him, a string of spit connecting from the head to your bottom lip as the truck jerked around violently.

“Shit. Fuck.” Jake took a deep breath regaining control of the vehicle once again and began accelerating faster, eager to reach your destination.

Your hand returned to its previous state, easily sliding up and down his length due to your spit coating him thoroughly. Looking around you recognized that you were quickly approaching the spot out by the tracks. Jake laid on the gas harder, sending the speedometer well over 80 miles an hour.

“Someone’s eager.” You quipped once again, causing his body to shudder at the added stimulation of your breath against his ear.

“Shut up.” He huffed with a laugh keeping his eyes locked on the road so as to not miss the turn that was coming up. He pulled off onto the road that led to the tracks, and found the hidden spot tucked away behind a the trees.

You began to move your body as he parked, positioning yourself at an angle that would allow your right leg to cross over his hips to straddle him when he stopped your movements.

His right hand grabbed your chin while his left pushed your leg back down. “Ah-ah, not tonight. Not after all the teasing and getting me so worked up that I almost wreck my truck.” His mouth crackled in a sly smile, flashing a portion of his teeth. “Get in the back.” You shivered involuntarily at his gruff demand, excitement burning in your chest and between your legs.

He pulled your face closer to his, thumb running the length of your bottom lip, his tongue following after in a slow, languid swipe. Before pulling away completely, he pulled your lip between his teeth, biting down just enough to border the line between pain and pleasure earning a gasp from your throat. He shot you a wink before speaking again. “Better get back there, baby. You’ve toyed with me enough tonight, I think it’s time you got yours.”

His left palm came down on the outside of your right thigh, a loud crack sounding in the small space. You let out another gasp as you winced slightly before a grin settled on your face, Jake grinning back at you. You shifted over to the passenger side of the truck to pull the center console down before climbing over it into the backseat. Just as you were making your way over the console, you felt Jake’s hand slap against your left cheek, igniting a fire in your core at the feeling of the sting his hand left behind.

He was right behind you climbing in the back seat and sitting in the middle. Once again you moved to straddle him as he settled, but Jake clearly had other plans, stopping your movements to hook his index fingers into the top of your shorts. You lifted your hips off the seat to allow him to pull them and your underwear down in one swipe. His right hand rested on your ankle while the left gripped your hip. Slowly he ran his fingers up your calf to your thigh where he gently spread your legs open to him. A teasing smirk played on his lips as his eyes landed on your dripping core.

“Tell me, Princess,” His index and middle fingers trailed lightly up your slit to your clit, gathering the wetness that had pooled there. “Do you taste as sweet as I remember?”

He held his fingers up between you, your slick glistening on them in the faded moonlight. “Open.” He instructed, tone firm. You obeyed and opened your mouth allowing his fingers to rest against your tongue. You closed your lips and hummed around his fingers, licking and sucking yourself off of him. He watched through half-lidded eyes in awe, lips parted and pulled into a light grin.

He slowly pulled his fingers from your closed lips, watching as they slid out. “That’s what I thought. Are you gonna be a good girl and lean over the console so I can have a taste?” You gave a silent nod in reply.

“Use your words, baby.”

“Y-yes.” You stuttered out with another nod. You got up to stand between his legs that were spread open across from the console.

“Yes what?”

His hands rubbed the outside of your bare thighs while you leaned over the black leather of the console laying your head on your crossed arms.

“Yes, daddy.” You cooed, earning a groan from Jake. His right hand came down on your ass once again, harder than the last making your walls flutter. Jake soothed the red mark on your ass by softly running his hand over the stinging flesh, his dick growing harder at the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing.

Not being able to resist any longer, he leaned forward, tongue meeting your swollen lips in a quick lick before blowing lightly. Your eyes rolled back and your body shuddered at the sensation his cool breath provided to your heated core.

“Just as sweet as I remember.” He hummed into the open air.

His tongue dove back between your folds, teasing your entrance before pulling away once again. You heard a sound akin to spitting just before his wet fingers found purchase on your clit, drawing tight circles. You had barely registered the way his fingers worked your clit when his tongue ran through your parted slit. His tongue danced around your entrance teasingly before sliding in fully.

You could feel the imaginary band begin to tighten, head fuzzy and legs shaking as Jake continued to fuck you with his tongue, fingers rubbing against your clit. Your breath was hot and labored against the cool leather of the console underneath your upper half. Moans and curses flew from your mouth, quickly approaching your climax.

Jake withdrew his tongue from you to replace it with his middle and ring fingers, stretching you further. A gasp caught in your throat quickly cut off by a breathy, “Fuck Jake,” leaving your mouth. His fingers withdrew from you, earning another smack to your ass at the use of his name. He guided his tongue back up and down your dripping cunt.

“Try again, baby girl.” He mumbled against you, the added stimulation hurling you faster to your climax.

You opened your mouth to correct yourself, when you heard a noise come from outside the truck.

“What was that?” You whispered, reaching back to pull his hand away from you. Jake pulled away slightly to listen for what you heard, but it was silent.

“Must’ve been the wind. No one knows where we are.” He returned his attention back to your pussy waving off whatever you heard.

Seconds later you heard a loud thud. Your head whipped up on instinct, looking straight out the windshield. Your heart dropped in your stomach, a lump forming in your throat, eyes wide, body rigid. “OH MY GOD!” Your hands flew behind you to push Jake away before he could question what happened.

“That’s my dad outside the car! Oh my god.” You cried out in a hushed yell.

You hurriedly maneuvered your body back into a sitting position in the backseat while trying to stay hidden, hoping to god that your dad didn’t actually see you. He was parked about thirty feet away, walking towards Jake’s truck.

“Shit.” Jake climbed back over the console you had just been laying against. You tried your best to put your underwear and shorts back on in your panic-stricken state as Jake made to get the two of you out of there.

“Oh fuck me!”

“What?!”

“The keys! They’re not in the ignition!” Jake looked around for them, patting the seats and his pockets before spotting them laying on the floorboard of the driver’s side.

“Found ‘em. They must’ve wound up on the floor while we were switchin our positions.”

He stuck the keys in the ignition as your dad approached closer to the vehicle. The engine came to life and Jake threw the truck in reverse creating more distance between the two of you and your dad. You stayed ducked down in the back seat as he turned the truck around and headed back out on the main road.

“Holy fucking shit! I am so dead!” You climbed back over the console as Jake sped in a direction you didn’t recognize. You eyed him quizzically.

“Jake, where are we going?”

“Well I can’t take you back home. Obviously they knew you were missing. It would be suspicious if you showed up now.” He kept his eyes on the road, hand waving about as he talked. “I’ll just sneak you into my house for the night and you can say you stayed over at Candice’s house or something.”

“But they’ll recognize your truck when you drop me off?”

“Not if I take my sister’s car they won’t.” He threw a wink at you along with a knowing smirk speeding down the dark road.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a few moments until Jake chuckled loudly to himself.

“What’s so funny?” You rolled your eyes, turning your body to face him, and pulling your legs up on the seat beside you to sit at an angle.

“Say your dad did see you,” He laughed lightly as he thought about what he was about to say,

“Think I could convince him it was your mouth I was kissing?”

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[those70scomics]

That '70s Show and The Love Boat

I half-watched an episode of The Love Boat yesterday and imagined what the T7S characters (Jackie, Hyde, Eric, Donna, Fez, Kelso, Red, Kitty, and Bob) would do in an episode. What silly, romantic adventures might they have?

This episode takes place when all the teenage characters are legal adults (Kelso would be twenty or twenty-one).

I think Kelso would try to have as much sex as possible with as many "hot" women (including ones in their forties because it's canon that he doesn't discriminate as long as he finds a woman attractive -- e.g., Coach Ferguson's wife, Joy). But he'd suffer from sea sickness, which derails his plans.

Bob and Fez would end up romancing the same woman, who manages to keep that a secret from both of them until two-thirds or the way through the ep.

Red would be grumpier than usual. Kitty thinks, at first, the reason is that Red forgot how to have fun. But later she realizes that being on a boat is giving him PTSD flashbacks to the navy, which begun subtly but get progressively worse. Kitty helps him through them.

Eric and Donna experience romance with each other, but Eric catches Donna having conversation with a sophisticated gentleman (very early twenties) and grows suspicious. He doesn't want to repeat past behavior with her, but he's really bad at hiding his insecurity. Especially because she meets with this fellow again ... and one more time. Instead of asking Donna about it, he confronts her and the stranger.

Turns out, the stranger works for a big newspaper, and Donna's been pitching him an article. The stranger isn't interested in Donna except professionally. This situation turns out awkward and embarrassing for Eric and frustrating and angering for Donna. But Eric recognizes that part of him still believes he's not good enough for Donna, and Donna not only reassures him that he is but also tells him he needs to stop thinking about their relationship that way.

Their reconciliation ends in a bedular way.

Jackie is super-excited to be on The Love Boat. She feels like a celebrity and decides to role-play that she's a famous, glamorous actress. Hyde is not happy being on the cruise to begin with, and now he has to contend with his girlfriend playing pretend.

Hyde tries to sabotage Jackie's fun. This pisses Jackie off, especially when he doesn't stop after she asked him to (his counter is that he asked her to quit being who she isn't so they both can get some fun out of this hell trip).

Jackie play-flirts with other men as part of her fantasy (wanting to feel adored and be fawned over; also, she's being passive-aggressive toward Hyde who could have played along as her rock-star boyfriend). Hyde mopes and spends time with Isaac, the bartender.

Isaac gives Hyde the advice to play along. Jackie's clearly trying to get from strangers what she wants from Hyde. Hyde says he won't let her manipulate him. Isaac says he doesn't think that's what Jackie's doing.

Hyde: You don't know Jackie.

Isaac: Maybe you don't know her as well as you think, either. That is a woman who feels like she's missing something, and I bet what she's missing is you.

Hyde considers Isaac's words. This is, after all, Hyde and Jackie's first real vacation together, and he's been a drag about it since before they boarded the ship.

Hyde sidles up to Jackie while she's talking up a group of people. He says, "How about my girl, huh? Thought I'd pick one out of the crowd at one of my gigs, but she picked me out of hers."

Woman 1: Wait, are you that rock musician ... oh, what's his name? [Turns to her group] You know -- that one!

Hyde: That's me.

The women in the group scream in excitement. They say how they love his music (having no clue what his music actually is).

Hyde says he'd be nothing without Jackie.

Jackie (happy Hyde's decided to play and how he's playing): That's right, lover. You wouldn't ... but I wouldn't be such a great actress without your undying love and encouragement.

Jackie and Hyde fake-laugh together. The group, women and men (and nonbinary folks who don't yet have the terminology to describe their gender), ask Hyde questions about his career. He doesn't half-ass his answers but weaves an intricate tale.

Jackie is so turned on by the effort Hyde puts into playing this part, that he changed his mind for her, that he's pushing through his discomfort to make her happy, that she cuts this "salon-at-sea" discussion short and leads him back to their room.

Jackie verbally expresses her gratitude. Hyde apologizes for not giving her what she needed before the cruise. He says he realizes he's been so busy at Grooves that she's probably felt neglected by him lately. He doesn't want to make her feel like she did growing up.

Jackie, self-reflecting, says, "She has, but she didn't know that until he said it." She apologizes for putting on this celebrity act, even though it was fun, and apologizes especially for being flirtatious with other men. "I wasn't thinking about what we've been through, what you went through as a kid. I just wanted -- "

Hyde: Some attention.

Jackie and Hyde: From you. / From me.

Hyde: You've got all of it now. What do you wanna do with it?

Jackie kisses Hyde deeply.

Hyde: Okay, I was wrong. [Smirking] Now you've got all of it.

He and Jackie make out and end up on the bed.

Fade to black.

[tbhimnoteasyonmyself]

15 Day BL Challenge - DAY 13

Friday the 13th!! Woooo~~~

Many might say otherwise but I think it's an incredibly lucky day. My grandma was born on one and it was an absolute honour to grow up with her. Love her forever.

So let's celebrate a star with other stars, shall we?

Give 5 Good Boys a Gold Star

BL and good boys? More likely than you'd think, actually.

It is true this world is filled to the brim with absolutely blood red red flags but we still get to believe in the goodness of man(kind).

So here's to them!!!

Yoryak (Wandee Goodday), Mahasamut (Love Sea), Bee (Between Us), Li Ming (Moonlight Chicken) & Sorn (Manner of Death)

Yak, the absolute green flag you are, my beloved. The amount of respect, of kindness, of patience and of cuteness that this man has in one single tit, I mean, in his heart (it's not my fault his tits are in front of it, okay?)... What an absolute gentleman. He's a family man, a true friend, a good boyfriend... An exceptionally good guy, I mean, he helped a complete stranger just bc, let's not forget. What can I say? I love him. I think if he hugged me, it would cure my mental illness.

I would've given up on Tongrak really easily. But not Mut. This man saw through, respected the space but never gave up. He walked a thin line but he had a vision. And he pulled through. With elegance (and a good amount of horniness as well), proved love doesn't have to be scary and it can actually help improve your life and make you want to be a better person. Shout out.

In a world of ppl seeking easy things, Bee chose the hard one. With grace and determination (and by being an absolute simp), he never let go of Prince's side, always provided good advice to his friends and managed to be both a dreamer and an extremely grounded dude, which is a hard thing to do. He really proved to everyone that when BlackPink said "I don't want a boy, I need a man" THIS was what they meant. We have no option but to stan.

Do I even need to say anything? Li Ming took one good look at Heart, asked "is anyone gonna love the shit out of this lonely guy over here or do I have to do it myself?" and did NOT wait for an answer. Like, god fucking damn it, he learned a whole language for Heart, absolutely legendary. Plus he always tried to do his best for his uncle AND for himself, which is also extremely important. He worked hard and he deserves all the places that may get him to.

Now... I know when you have Cactus as sex witnesses, Tul Pakorn, serial murders, proper adult horny BL, substance abuse, illegal abortions and human trafficking, it's hard to focus on the B-Plot teenage baby gays BUT I PROMISE Sorn is worth noticing. What an absolute good boy. What a loveable little guy. What a caring prince. He worried about his friends, the adults in his life, his boyfriend (don't fight me, they ARE dating, period), complete strangers. He worried about the law, of all things!! What an absolute cutie. Pls give him more credit, he is lovely.

HONOURABLE MENTIONS: Choco & Milk (Choco Milk Shake), Ishida (Mr. Mitsuya's Planned Feeding), Pruek (Between Us), Ouyang Zizhen & Wen Ning (The Untamed), Hoy (Jack&Joker), Gaipa (Moonlight Chicken), White (DFF) & Cao Weining (Word of Honor)

Choco and Milk literally came back to Earth to make Jungwoo happy. No further explanation is required.

Ishida was an absolute mess but he was a boundary king and he was always worried about how Mitsuya might react to his thoughts and feelings, which is honourable.

In a world where Mannaow was always treated like shit bc of awful beauty standards, Pruek treated her as the queen she was.

Zizhen's romantic heart is commendable but more commendable is how he stands up for what he believes.

Wen Ning suffered literally more than Jesus. Everything gruesome that ever happened, man was there. They made him kill ppl against his will. Nobody fucking likes him in-universe. And all this man ever wanted was a peaceful life with his sister and a damn hug. Unnacceptable.

Hoy might be a little dumb and silly but you can't say he isn't caring or trying his best. His heart is in the right place, which is what matters the most.

If you've watched Moonlight Chicken you know the horrors Gaipa goes through are immense but, despite that, he's never mad at anyone, never lashes out. His heart is made of solid gold, I'm sure, and that should be appreciated.

White died (unclear because of the drug plotline but let's assume he did) being the only innocent person inside that house. All he ever wanted was a quiet life with his bf, who was a bit shitty but was trying his best to change. He deserves to, at least, be mentioned here.

Weining was another tragedy... He wasn't the strongest or the smartest but he was the kindest. In a world so terrible as is the world of Word of Honour, with schemes and bloodshed and vengeance... It's surprising how pure and naïve he was. Bless his soul.

Ah... I love all my good boys <3333

[sapphic-sex-ed]

not explicitly sex related, but I’m a 17 y/o lesbian and I’ve wanted a girlfriend for as long as I’ve known I was gay but it’s just really not working out and I know I’m being dramatic but I actually feel like I can’t function on my own for much longer. I understand that the solution to this kind of thing is usually getting out and meeting more people, but sometimes I find the loneliness so crushing that I can’t motivate myself to do anything socially different. I’m just really exhausted and it’s like this vicious cycle I guess. It’s not really that I’m expecting someone to “fix” me or anything, but I genuinely think being able to be physically and emotionally intimate with another human being would make me feel a whole lot better, and I’d really like to have someone to take care of and be taken care of in return. I’ve got a lot of love to give and no one to give it to!! I do have friends, but I’m not really comfortable with being vulnerable with any of them for various reasons and I just don’t really know what steps I need to take to get myself out of this and it lowkey feels like it’s gradually getting worse. The more I write the more I feel like this might be more of a mental health thing than a sex ed thing, so sorry if this is the wrong place! Feel free to delete or point me in the direction of whatever the RIGHT place is, and sorry for all the negativity!

Hello anon. I think you are right in your feeling that this may be primarily a mental health thing (although humans are social animals and our social relationships do greatly affect our mental health). Lucky for you I am also a mental health professional, so while I can't treat you or anything I will address some of what I interpret to be your core points. I highly advice you to find counseling, be that in school or through health care or even just a trusted adult with whom you can open up, as what you are dealing with will not be magically fixed by getting into a relationship just for the sake of it. It's a process and it is always good to have somebody with you through that process.

Now, to the analysis:

... feel like I can’t function on my own for much longer sometimes I find the loneliness so crushing that I can’t motivate myself to do anything socially different

These are common emotions, especially in our teenage years when all emotions feel a lot sharper and acute than they will in adulthood. I think you hit the nail on the head when you identify your primary emotion as loneliness. To be social and connected with other people is so integral to us as humans that it is not odd at all that you feel it is almost disabling.

I genuinely think being able to be physically and emotionally intimate with another human being would make me feel a whole lot better I do have friends, but I’m not really comfortable with being vulnerable with any of them

I also think you are correct in that the remedy to your situation is human connection. What I want to challenge for a second is the assumption that it is specifically a romantic connection which will "cure" you. I want you to reflect upon, preferably with somebody (see advice to talk to a professional or trusted adult), the reasons you think this way. What are the differences between friendship and romance? What does connection mean to you? How would you know you have found connection? Can this only be achieved in a romantic context?

I have no answers to those questions, as they will be different for everyone. But I want you to reflect upon this for yourself because for most people, we need both close, connected friendship and romance, and speaking as somebody on the aromatic spectrum, for me personally, connection is much more rooted in friendship than romance. I don't ask you to think about this because I want you to think like I do or conform to my opinions, but because this assumption seems to be based in amatonormativity - or the norm that romance both is and ought to be in a sort of hierarchy placed above friendship, and it is easy then, to assume that to achieve the greatest connection we need to find romantic love.

I also would want you to ponder why you don't feel like you can be vulnerable with your friends. Is it because of something they do or say? Because of some resistance to opening up within yourself? This is something that would be lovely to address with a counselor and I strongly recommend it for you.

I just don’t really know what steps I need to take to get myself out of this

I have no easy solution for you, anon. No 10-step list to follow. The journey to break social isolation is a daunting one: the more isolated one feels, the more uphill it seems. What I can say is that two components which make connection is spending time together and talking. Small talk, just establishing that you are interested in the other person. Spend time amongst people, preferably in some context where you have to interact/cooperate. How to get there will be something to work with together with, again, a counselor/trusted adult. I don't know exactly how disabling this loneliness is for you so I cannot adjust for that in my advice. They will be ble to because they will know you.

I wish you well,

-mod liz

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hey!! i hope youre having a lovely day :)

so im a senior in high school (unfortunately) and im like a total virgin. im also mistaken for a freshman pretty often (i'm 18 mistaken for a 14yo... how? 😭 wait i know how im 5'0" with a b cup and a baby face right) i've literally had people tell me my exes were pedos for dating me, and that if another 18yo dated me it'd be weird for me looking so young. and yeah that's pretty accurate

HOWEVER i would like to have sex one day (preferably soon, and before i go to college so im not inexperienced yk?) so any advice? please.

hi anon,

I recently answered an ask from another teenager with a very similar question. I can't seem to find it right now, but the gist is this: sorry you're in high school, teenagers can be demons, no one outside of school gives a shit about this. the world is full of short flat-chested women having sex and any reasonable adult recognizes that that's not pedophilia or otherwise suspect in any way.

also please don't worry about having to have sex before some arbitrary deadline. nobody that you actually want to hang out with gives a shit about whether or not you've had sex. sex doesn't need to be saved for one extra-special forever partner but it should be something you do because you're excited about the prospect of having sex with someone rather than out of a sense of obligation.

[nothing0fnothing]

Yanno, all that Colleen Ballinger stuff has calmed down, so I think this is a great time to tell this absolutely absurd story about a time I witnessed my mum so deep in her narcissistm, she legit beleived that children were her peers.

There's no better way to put this: When I was 13 years old, my mums best friends were a clique of 15 year old schoolgirls.

She met them through a youth group I had been attending for years at that point. They were older than me, so they used to tease me, whatever, average teen experience. The thing is, my mum joined the youth group as a group leader/volunteer/chaperone and befriended the teenagers.

And I'm not talking about some wholesome "getting to their level" shit. I mean she'd gossip with them about other girls in the youth group.. yes including me. My mum was literally my middle school bully. I mean she would to sneak off behind the building to smoke with the teenage girls she was in a position of trust to. I'm not sure if she was bumming cigs off them or them from her, it doesn't actually matter, it's still really bad. She would give them diet advice that wouldn't be out of place on a proana blog, and tell them that they needed to get skinny while they were young so they didn't have to worry about it when they were older. She'd listen to them spill the tea about the sex they were having with their age inappropriate boyfriends, and not report it because she wanted them to like her more than she wanted them to be safe. It was batshit bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.

Like, I'd make some jokes right now about how once a week my 40 year old mother would put on her super skinny, acid wash, low rise bedazzled jeans and walk past me like she didn't just drive me there, so she could sit on a desk with the mean girls and pretend she was one of them, but it was actually really sad. She was cosplaying as the mean girl she never got to be when she was a bullied 15 year old. I'd almost feel sorry for her if it wasn't so inappropriate. I don't think what she did ever strayed into being outright illegal, but it was at best abnormal and at worst just straight up grooming those poor girls.

The other chaperones were, understandibly, super uncomfortable about the situation. They started to exclude my mum from their activities and conversations. She was cultivating a "special relationship" with the kids she was volunteering to support, it's obviously looked down on. I'd see the looks the other adult volunteers would all give each other when she teased me to the point of tears to show off to her literal middle school friends. I thought they were cringing at me. At the time I thought it was so embarrassing that everyone knew I was getting bullied by my mum. As if it was obvious I was the problem because my own mum didn't like me, but it's obvious to me now the source of the cringe was the 40 year old so desperate for street cred amongst the local children she'd openly bully her own child. Everybody was side eying her, literally nobody respected her. In a word, it was pathetic.

So pathetic, that on the way home from youth group, she'd cry in the car to me about how sad it was she was being excluded. Yeah, she would spend 3 hours mocking me for laughs from her tweenage besties, sometimes she wouldn't even stop after I was already crying and another adult had to comfort me. Then she'd get in her volkswagen with me in the front and I'd become the adult, telling her the other chaperones were just jealous of her and offering fun evenings to take her mind off it.

It went on like that for over a year till one of the girls mums found out that my mum was in a group chat with nobody but these 3 girls. I have no idea what she'd been talking about in the group, but considering she'd gossip with them about the penis sizes of the guys they were dating in places where she absolutely could be heard, it was probably pretty bad. She had to go to a group meeting with all the chaperones and some of the parents one day while I was in school and they decided to let her off with it.

They agreed that be allowed to continue working with the kids, my mum had to attend some safeguarding seminars, agree to follow the existing safeguarding guidelines that she signed up to when she became a youth group leader, and to stop showing preferential treatment to the girls she'd groomed for months. In my opinion, not even a punishment.

My mum though, was devastated. She cried on the way home to me about how unfair it was and how the other adults were just jealous that she was cooler than them and their kids liked her more. She told me that she had been ambushed and outnumbered and forced to agree to "not care about the kids anymore." She wasn't sorry. Actually, she had no concept that what she did was wrong. All of these accusations and text message evidence and things that she did in full view of multiple other adults consistently over the course of her abuse saga? Fake news. Lies and slander. Full shaggy defence. "it wasn't me". If I were to ask her about it, to this day she will defend that she was simply the victim of malicious gossip and a toxic workplace culture and her only crime was caring too much.

So yeah every time I saw the Colleen Ballinger drama all I could think of was that one year with my mum and how absolutely absurd it was.

[mysterybooks-world]

Say hello to Vox's friend

I settled on this idea instead of My original idea

When I was thinking about Vox's friend OC I was thinking of making a young man with a Venetian Mask

Like a mix between Joker and Kaitou Kid

Joker from: (Persona Records) and Kaitou Kid from (Detective Conan)

a True gentleman More than Alastor and Valentino

And he sang a song Did I Mention (From "Descendants") Dove Cameron - Boyfriend

But I changed my mind or I can put him in another au

I was thinking about her appearance As you can see she is between stars and plants witch.

Because Sinners have their own appearance in different shapes and sizes And a different design

As for her store or Shop is (Antique store) aka (MystiKraft) Not only Antique store It is the place of everything, without Anything related to sex and drugs.

From the outside it is like a small store but from the inside it is big

she is like wandering merchant, She sells things and items

What is special about her store?

Her store Like pocket dimensions can go anywhere to other Rings of Hell & heaven & earth

You could say something similar to (Howl's Moving Castle)

No one can enter the store without her permission.

Anything that happens inside the store, no one can use magic to see it inside Or use magic to enter. Even Lucifer and Seven Deadly Sins & Angels, they magic doesn't work in a store.

(My mind whispering: A perfect place for someone to hide If you get my meaning)

Her powers are like a witch's -she can mess with reality -has the power to mess with time Like stopping time or turning it back

-her tail is like fire, but it does not sting If she want to, Sometimes, her tail becomes like a street lamp

Back story: She was there from the beginning, anomaly, She's just there seeing it all, She saw everything The fight God & angels and Roo aka ROOT OF ALL EVIL. And you know the rest of the story.

She was interested in humanity But she did not interfere in many people's lives, only telling them her advice and wisdom. and She listens to their stories. She loved playing the role wandering merchant.

she appeared in front of humans At different ages Sometimes she is an adult, a teenager, an old woman or a child,

And one day, years ago, When she was child, she met child Vox, They became friends, They began to grow together from children to teenagers then Adults,

when Vox died and fell into hell, His friend was already there, she Guide him to her store and she offered him sweet tea, After he calmed his nerves and realized that he was dead and in hell, After she told him everything About hell, and she Give him some stuff and money, Both of them went their separate ways, Sometimes Vox would visit her,

My OC: Wait a minute I think I forgot to tell him I'm not human and She smiles OH well I'll let him figure this out for himself, Plus His reaction will be funny

And here the story begins Like I mentioned in my poster before

was returning from his back from his supposed date with Valentino But Valentino didn't show up and forgot about their date, He is busy with Angel Dust.

When Vox was passing by a store. He stopped where he was and stepped back, This store wasn't here when he walked in this morning, But when he read the shop sign (MystiKraft) Vox realized who the shop owner was And he entered the place, Vox meets his best friend again

I feel like this is a song for them

she sing (Flying Solo) from Julie and the Phantoms

So Vox spends time with her again.

now the important thing What name should I choose for her? There are four names with their meaning of Flowers and stars

First name: Aster: Greek in origin, this uncommon name's literal meaning is 'star.' Aster flowers, which bear brightly-colored, star-shaped blooms, are the official flower of September and according to myth, are the tears of the Goddess Astraea, also known as Virgo — September's ruling constellation.

Second name Calla: comes from Greek roots, is a type of lily, and means “beautiful.” With Latin origins, this name means “starflower.” This name is inspired by the relaxing flowering herb commonly found in teas

Third name Calytrix. 'Calytrix' has a Latin origin and the meaning of the name is 'star flower'

Fourth name Ahana. This pretty Japanese name means “sky flower.” Anan. This one has Hebrew roots, too, and means “cloud” or “vapor.

I was thinking about choosing Aster or Calytrix.

What do you guys think? Which one of names suits her the most?

[fairiepunk]

What kind of advice would you give to young queer teenagers?

I apologize for answering this so late- I am just now seeing it.

First, prioritize your safety. As queer people, our very existence is radical, and if you have that drive to be who you are in the face of those who hate you, by all means- do it. Don’t put yourself in unsafe circumstances to do it, though. If coming out to your parents is likely to get you kicked out, don’t come out yet. If coming out to your friends from church is likely to get you in conversion therapy, don’t do it yet. I do not want to encourage anyone to be inauthentic, but if you need to wait to come out for your survival, please wait.

Second, I want to stress that if you’re in a place where you’re being misgendered, you’re unable to present yourself how you want, and/or you’re unable to date who you want, this will not be the case forever. I’ll be real with you: I’m a few weeks shy of 23, and life is ROUGH but I would never go back to the days where I wasn’t respected by those around me. You’re going to reach this point one day, too.

Please do what you can to access comprehensive sex-Ed resources. I suggest the Planned Parenthood website. This goes for all teens, but especially queer teens, bc I know many of the ways I had sex as a teen were not discussed in health class.

I want to touch on something here that many queer people have a hard time really talking about, but it needs to be said: queer teens (especially within queerphobic communities) are often the targets of predatory queer adults. No, I do not mean this in the “trans people are grooming minors” way, but the fact of the matter is, when someone is vulnerable, looking for connection, and is unable to trust other adults in their life, they become an easy target. I was groomed as a teen. Many of my friends were groomed as teens. As such, I encourage you to be aware of any warning signs of grooming, and always tell someone safe if you notice those warning signs.

I think that’s all I got off the top of my head, but if you have any more specific questions, feel free to send me a message. I generally am not okay with minors viewing my blog, but I know queer youth need support more than ever right now, so I will try to offer that support and keep my blog clean.

[thephantomcasebook]

i hope they explore almond's idolisation of daemon (flop) vs daeron looking up to ser criston and how the latter besides his one in a blue moon rage fits is the much more reasonable of the two

still kind of funny to me how daemon could intimidate two kingsguards with a dragon and everyone just moved on because ser criston has been somehow bestowed with the role of violent masculinity and when daemon does it he's the rOgUe pRinCe.

btw still trying to wrap my head around the whole aegon/alicent anal r*pe rumours what in the hell where they cooking 😂😭 they were probably going to steal the whole mad king aerys "we cant protect her from HIM" line

That's a thought.

I would guess they'd tie into the Second Son syndrome and how Daemon and Aemond relate to being the spares to brothers they view as bad kings and believe they deserve the Iron Throne for themselves. Yet, they're handicapped by an inherent love and care for that older brother.

But while I think Daemon does what he does to get Viserys's attention. I think Aemond does what he does cause he knows, even from a young age, that his job is to protect his family - Alicent and his siblings. So the more crazy stunts that Aemond does, the more he's flexing as a warning to anyone who wants to fuck with his family. But those crazy stunts are inspired by the antics of Daemon who no one really knows but maybe Rhaenyra are just for Viserys's benefit.

On the other hand, I think that Daeron perhaps isn't as inspired by Criston as he is by Alicent. He is the most like her in look and personality. And I think they'd probably draw more of a line between Young!Alicent from 1x01 - 1x05 and Daeron than they will about any overlap in his and Criston's storylines. But I do think that Daeron is absolutely 1000% Alicent and Criston's son, maybe not biologically, but in terms of how he was raised and what his values and principles are. I would expect Daeron to look at Alicent and Criston as his parents, and Alicent and Criston would view Daeron as their child together.

Daeron strikes me as being in the same position as his teenage mother was at his age. He had no designs on the crown, he doesn't want power, he just wants everyone he loves to be safe. He will give good advice and a legendary commander of strategy, but will be very moral centered and will try endlessly to do the right thing. But just like Alicent finding out about Criston and Rhaenyra in 1x05, the death of Maelor will trigger Daeron to become a lot more hardened and darker. I think Bitterbridge will be his transformation from Young!Alicent in 1x05 to his own form of Adult!Alicent we meet in 1x06. And from then on he'll have to grapple with doing the right thing and the violent ruthlessness of being the last Green standing in a apocalyptic grade total war.

I think there's a lot of surface level comparisons between Daemon and Aemond ...

But I think there is a lot of soul deep comparisons between Alicent and Daeron as characters - there is a reason that GRRM goes out of his way to conflate Alicent and Daeron together.

Yeah, that rumor has been going on for awhile, ever since GOT Con during the Aegon panel. There is a scene in the Sapochnik treatments of Season 2 where Aegon reveals something to Aemond just before they fight Rhaenys at Rook's Rest ... and a lot of people suspected that it was either Aegon saying that he knew about Aemond and Helaena's relationship or that he had been having sex with Alicent the entire time. And it was bad enough that Aemond hesitates to help Aegon and later loses control of Vahgar and she ends up attacking Aegon and Sunfyre instead of Maelys due to Aemond's anger toward Aegon.

I hope it isn't true ... I'd like more nuance in these characters and much less nihilism in Team Green.

[realblrr]

Dear Sex Education,

As I bid you farewell, I just wanted to say how much I've enjoyed watching you. At first, I was a bit skeptical because of your title, but later, i was pleasantly surprised! You turned out to be so much more than just a show about sex. You were filled with humor, knowledge, and all the ups and downs of being a teenager and growing into an adult.

I loved how you introduced me to a bunch of amazing characters. Otis 🤪, the main character, was such a relatable and awkward teenager. He had this unique ability to give advice to his classmates about their love lives, even though he struggled with his own 😅😅. Then there's Maeve 🥺🤩, the cool and independent girl who became Otis' partner in running an underground sex therapy clinic at their school. Their friendship was something special.

And let's not forget about Eric 🤠 , Otis' best friend. He was so confident and fabulous, breaking stereotypes and being unapologetically himself. I admired his courage and the way he embraced his true identity. The show did a great job of portraying these characters and their journeys, showing us that there's so much more to people than meets the eye.

So, as I say goodbye to you, Sex Education, I want to thank you for teaching me that appearances can be deceiving and that it's important to keep an open mind. You've left a lasting impression on me, reminding me of the importance of friendship, acceptance, and the rollercoaster ride of growing up.

The school teachers, Adam, Aims and how can i forget Ruby 😍 , Ola and lily hehehehe And that swimmer dude ( he was really nice ) i loved the whole cast , i never studied in a campus like that but when i was watching the series i was feeling myself same as them even though i would never do those weird acts hehehe. I think starting netflix was not a stupid or bad decision from myside......

Yrdreamboy2805 😁

Sep 26, 23

[nvrcmplt]

Sunflower Community Centre

Sunflower Centre: What they do --- what the social centre provides for those within its walls, is the chance to learn and how to adapt. Depending on the age they are; the workers can and will help with any and every day tasks. Below are some of the services the workers provide without any outside help.

Household - for teenagers / young adults

Cleaning with the correct bleaches and chemical solutions.

Laundry / Tumble drying machine usage.

Scheduling their days with various activities and acts they wish to do

Medication Schedules - a lot easier for those with multiple types.

Verbal Communication skills & Written Communication skills.

Technology lessons eg; Computers, Phones, Tablets - anything electronic. ( This also includes Safety on the Internet. )

Taxes and Money Keeping / Saving / Spending tips and tricks.

Mental Illness discussions. ( They can do their best to listen; but to give advice or if asked to bring in help; they are 110% on your side for calling someone in to talk to. )

Interview techniques, CV writing, Job applications, Benefits Applications.

Household - for children

Basics of Math, English and Arts & Crafts

Homework help.

Technology ( Including Safety on the internet. )

Chore help. ( With small reward systems to keep them going. )

Playtime scheduling / Chore scheduling.

Bargaining nap times and sleeping curfews.

Daily Tasks - Outside etiquette

Using bus, train, taxi and/or any other public transport with confidence.

Shopping etiquette, money handling in stores / in public eye, using card instead of cash.

Exercise overall. ( Walks, charity runs, car boot sales. )

Panic attack self-help ( A worker will always be at their side; however, they aren’t going to be forever, so in order to ween them from relying on someone 24/7. The worker will give them ten-fifteen minutes to sit in a café on their own, to shop on their own, and to brave a few minutes of their own time and self. If a panic attack occurs, they are to try and practice methods of breathing, seeking a moment of their self and explaining their condition the best they can without the Worker stepping on in. However, the worker will know instantly if their person is finding it too hard and will step in to help them out instantly. )

Social Anxiety trials ( Walking / shopping / going to eat with their worker in public areas. During, mornings, afternoons and evenings. Attending small social events and leading up to bigger and bolder events. Slowly again weening off the 24/7 worker. )

--- another service the centre provide is a free of charge aid to those who need a professional to come and talk too. the centre is more than happy to bring someone in or recommend someone to visit in a doctors or gp office. all sessions can be within a group or one-to-one, and will be confidential unless you don’t want that. some services are listed below:

With professional help - aka outsourced - for all ages.

Diet balancing - a nutritionist will visit every few months to help with those with either eating disorders, questions and the obese / anorexic.

Understanding the human body. ( Important talks about Puberty and Changes to the body. These talks can be separated by sex and taught by a Male or Female worker, or can be in one group with two teachers. It is wholeheartedly up to the children that want to know what’s going on with their bodies and they can ask questions. These sessions will always have a Doctor on hand, however. )

Street and Online safety talks with Police Officers.

Emergency talks with Fire and Ambulance staff members.

Ambulance staff will also teach them how to help fellow friends in the centre; in any case; slipping in the shower, hitting one's head, an epileptic fit, disassociating — how to move them into recovery positions, how to keep one's head still, how to check for a pulse - etc etc.

Muses that work here : Julian ( Inherited Owner of SCC ) Shane ( Employee, Qualified Home Nurse ) Noah ( Employee, Front Desk Secretary ) Hanazaki ( Employee, Fitness Group ) Fleur ( Employee, Nursery Teacher ) Toby ( Employee, Nursery Teacher )