#give me nice sissi moments

[trashrattt]

I totally think Code lyoko should have it's talked about reboot, mostly because

- when it came to Carthage, the most canon explanation from Franz himself, the explanation only lasts about 1 minute and 25 seconds, and nothing else comes of it

Sure, we knew why Xana was created, but like, Franz never really said Xana stopped it as it was his main intended purpose, why Xana was made to begin with, so like, that's a real issue in canon consitering Franz wanted to stop the project but never got to consitering Xana gained autonomy and all

And like, Carthage was kind of hinted at to be a bad thing too, you'd think that could be a real issue in universe

- spent 3 whole seasons building on this one character only not to do much with it at all and give him a really bad rep in universe afterwards

Okay, you know me, I like William an abnormal amount, but with all things considered, he wasn't a character to begin with, neither was a plot device imo

Yeah, he absolutely has no personality, argue with the wall if you need to

So like, yeah, he got posessed, but then what? Sure he was used to try to throw Aelita into the Digital sea, but like, tarantulas could do the same thing with those long ass arms, they could just use them as bats

And you've literally seen megatanks push her closer to the digital sea when she used a energy field as a sheild of sorts, so really, what was the point of him to begin with of other monsters could do the same thing no problem

And after a whole season of dawdling around, the writers rushed the whole "set him free" arc after ignoring it for basically the whole season, like there wasn't any episodes besides cold sweat where the characters actively try to break him free, you'd think there would be a little more give from the characters considering how #depressed Yumi was

(and yes, I know the show says, "I made ___ program" but let us see the FAILURE!!!!)

Even then, when he came back, the characters all decide "fuck this, you ain't shit to me" and dropkick him back to his life without any support, like dude lost months of his life without something he either remembers or blanked out on

- character writing in season four

Okay, this isn't really a reason why, it's more of saying "Why did you make your characters worse, we deserve better"

Because Odd in season four just became an absolutely terrible person, man

Constantly throwing his freinds under the bus just for some scheme he pulled or literally abusing the fact that he knows about Lyoko as a point to say to the others "This is why we're friends!!!1!@1!!" Even though at this point their friendship is downright terrible, like to the point where they just want to get Lyoko dealed with so they can fall apart like a poorly put together cup with scotch taped all over it

Imo nobody seemed to like each other as opposed to season 1 and 2 where they talked casually, like they had an actual friendship going on, not like "so, what's new on Lyoko, I want this shit dealt with today..." they were actual friends who did stuff together and had fun, I miss that :<

Anyways that was a more personal take, but season 4 just leaves a bad taste in my mouth with that rushed ending of theirs

Uhm oops, this was a long rant of what I dislike about the show, I was supposed to make this post simply to tell you guys what I'd propose for a continuation

Here's what I'd do:

Consitering Carthage was an abandoned idea from the depths of season 2, we build on that again

I'm imagining a non-terribly written Evo mixed with the chronicles, like bitch I actually love the idea of Ulrichs dad being tied in with Carthage simply because like, it would make so much sense (absolutely don't pull a chronicles though making EVREYONES mothers under the sun being tied in, that was stupid)

I'm also thinking, the antagonist we have is still a program, but it isn't Xana like in main series

Sure, they're simular, but it's a remnant from Carthage that has the same ideas as Xana, but worse (this is all first draft, but that's like the main idea that could work)

Also, give Will and actual personality this time, not just this "I'm soooooo sad" attitude that any traumatized character has, he has the potential to be COMPLEX!!!!

Kids cartoons nowadays are getting complex so don't say "Oh no they can't, it's a kids cartoon"

Anyways I'm hoping they build off of Carthage because that would be a PERFECT continuation aauaghh

Enjoy (?) My unexpected rant, idk

[sissyfaggotwhiteboi]

Guide for Black Doms to make white sissy

Found this Guide on another unrelated site;  it describes how to make white bois into sissies for use by Superior Black Masters, and would willingly submit to have this done to me!

This is a guide for Superior Black Men that want to usurp their rights over crossdressing white boys. I will tell you the weaknesses and inner desires of white boys, so that you may more easily enslave and own them. If you want an obedient and addicted white boy, read on.

Submissive WHITE Sissy Faggots Are Eager To Serve As Sissy Maids And Cum Receptacles For SUPERIOR BLACK MEN –  REGISTER HERE TO BE USED BY A SUPERIOR BLACK GOD

1) Getting a real meeting with a boy is the most crucial part of beginning the white boy emasculation.

The rest comes easy and naturally for the sissy boy. Most fantasize about being forced into it. They like the risks and are completely aware that it is a slippery slope. Blackmail and Domination is part of what they want. On some level, they want and feel they deserve to lose their identity as a man and to serve Superior Men. More than anything in the world. Any kind of resistance is just part of what the fantasy; white sissy boys have a desire to be freed from their choice. Younger and not married are more desirable.

Submissive WHITE Sissy Faggots Are Eager To Serve As Sissy Maids And Cum Receptacles For SUPERIOR BLACK MEN –  REGISTER HERE TO BE USED BY A SUPERIOR BLACK GOD

Degrade and humiliate him in your emails. Ask him how small his little pee pee is. Tell him how you will slap his face with Your Superior Cock. You will put him on a leash. Sissy ’s like to hear confirmation they are not real men. Call them a girl. Tell him he has a girly ass. Or if he is skinny, call him petite and effeminate. Ask him if he likes looking at a picture of Your Cock. Give him a female name as a reminder. On the reverse, make him call you Daddy (this is the absolute most humiliating name you can use, but Sir or Master work well too). If he doesn’t, tell him you will punish him. Try and get a phone number or address before he can back out. Always push to meet sooner.

2) Establishing follow up sessions. This is where most sissy boys get away. My greatest advice here is to ask the sissy if you can record and take pictures of him for your personal collection. In the moment, they will tend to say yes and do it. A simple picture of him on his knees sucking your cock could well be the key to his entire enslavement. You only need suggestively say you like the picture and want to send it to his friends if he is reluctant to meet. Record him every time after.

Submissive WHITE Sissy Faggots Are Eager To Serve As Sissy Maids And Cum Receptacles For SUPERIOR BLACK MEN –  REGISTER HERE TO BE USED BY A SUPERIOR BLACK GOD

Chastity is another way. This is better long term and for training. Just like other males, white sissy faggots have that moment of wake-up and sometimes regret when they finally cum. They will do anything before that moment, but can feel like they went to far once cum. Not allowing them to cum will keep them submissive, turned on, and obedient. You can do whatever you want for however long you want. They on some level, even like the denial. They feel trapped and needy to be nice to you.

If they are resistant to this initially, you can keep pushing it, and just put it on them if you can convince them to be tied up. Forgiveness over permission. Use a device that cannot be removed without a key.

During the first meeting, make them cum, be verbal, make them tell you what a bitch they are. Make them promise they will be your sextoym. Make them give you their word they will suck you next week.

3) Training will transform the white sissy into a total, obedient slut. You should not let them cum more than once a week. Suggest tying them up when you let them cum and you take off the device, so they have no say if it comes back on. Prolonging how long they cum will make it more intense and they will have much less chance of regret. You can anally train them to cum without stimulation from their little white penis and eventually to cum without being hard. Google sissy gasm. Teasing around their butt with your fingers will help. The goal is to have them only cum from anal stimulation. If you have to, make them wait another week if they can’t do it without touching their tiny pee pee. Stroke them from behind like a bitch so their cock is pulled behind their legs. If they’re really are unable to cum after two weeks. Also suggest stroking like this the first time you meet them until they cum.

Submissive WHITE Sissy Faggots Are Eager To Serve As Sissy Maids And Cum Receptacles For SUPERIOR BLACK MEN –  REGISTER HERE TO BE USED BY A SUPERIOR BLACK GOD

4) After some time, you may introduce more changes to the white sissy. Changes that cross the “point of no return” will keep a white boy as a sissy longer than anything else. They may resist to these ideas, but you can keep pushing it on them, and on some level they want it more than anything in the world. Ultimately, it is their choice.

Shaving smooth will make a huge difference in how girly the sissy looks. If you are keeping the sissy shaved,, You could eventually encourage the sissy to get laser hair removal.

Another suggestion would be a tramp stamp or other tattoos. Perhaps “sissy slut”, “Emily”, “BBC Owned”. You could have her do a trial with a Henna tattoo or just go all the way. Permanent makeup is another humiliating way to feminize the white sissy.

The final step is the one white sissy boys think about the most. They feel it is their destiny and that is a final step to submitting and giving up their ego for humiliation. Hormones. Two types, anti-androgen and estrogen. Estrogen will have the most effects, such as face breasts, and submissive tendency. Anti androgen will make them more petite, less muscle, and make their tiny pee pees even smaller. You can find more online about it. Whatever you want of them, tell them they need to look pretty and pleasurable for Men. And that they are better off this way. Affirm it is who they are on the inside.

5) Enslaving the sissy is the goal. Establish Dominance and always push the little white boys to say they are inferior. Treat them like a sextoy. Text them you want blowjobs on random days. White sissies should be your on-call fuck toy. Punish them when they are bad. Use chastity to control their rewards. You can do whatever you like, turn them into a live-in maid if you like or a discreet obedient sex slave.

Submissive WHITE Sissy Faggots Are Eager To Serve As Sissy Maids And Cum Receptacles For SUPERIOR BLACK MEN –  REGISTER HERE TO BE USED BY A SUPERIOR BLACK GOD

[shansrois]

ok imagine being ningguang's younger sister and secretly in a relationship with the runaway kazuha.

this has been in my draft for 2 years now, i just discovered it again and felt like continuing it <3 to remind my stem student self about my affection for literature.

kaedehara kazuha x gn!reader

fluff, i promise

First of all, being Ningguang's sister means she cannot have as much time to bond with you. but she will definitely make up for it with weekly dinners to catch up with each other's lives.

And being Kazuha's lover, knowing the risks of rumors that may spread when they see you both together, you would both rather not expose your relationship into public. But, Beidou might already have knowledge about your situation, but we'll talk about that later.

Whenever you have the chance to see each other, you two will walk around the silent streets of the harbor at night and snuggle beneath a huge tree somewhere faraway from the city. His body and clothes are very soft to touch and to hug. when he you both wake up from the short nap, you just do whatever feels right at the moment.

You could explore more areas ahead and go sight-seeing, or just chat about how you're doing these past few weeks while your head is laid on his shoulders.

When you find some sort of animal like a cat or a dog, Kazuha would 100% call it over to come to your side. Then you will pet them and give them some food you have. He loves cats, he swore to you that when he is able to go back to Inazuma without a stain on his name, he will bring you with him and visit alot of beautiful places and visit his friend's cat. And the grave too 💀

Okay anyways 😊

As sneaky as Kazuha is, he was still busted by the captain, I assume he was caught in a trap that was set by beidou which revealed what he actually does in his freetime. She promised not to tell ningguang though, hopefully she really doesn't yet. But, to be completely honest, you wanted to tell her about your relationship yourself.

So one day, when you had the chance to talk to her during her free time, you couldn't miss out on the opportunity to share this little secret with your beloved sister.

"Sister, it's nice to see you again. The weather is magnificent today, isn't it?"

"Hello to you, too. I have tea and snacks prepared for this afternoon. Do make yourself comfortable."

"Hmmm let's have a very honest conversation sis."

The curiosity in Ningguang's eyes gave you the sign to continue.

"Let's play a game, we take turns in asking each other some questions. If we do not want to answer a question, we take a sip of this drink with 40% alcohol that I bought from Fontaine! How does that sound?"

She thought about it for a few seconds and replied.

"That offer sounds very much like you, very well, I'll have my schedule cleared out for the expected aftermath of this game you have."

"Great! Let's start. You can go first sissy."

"How did you get ahold of this high-class drink in Fontaine?"

"Ahaha I... I asked for help from Beidou. Okay my turn! Do you swing that way?" (HAPPY PRIDE MONTH LOVELY PEOPLE)

"Ah yes, seems like you have caught on to my... preferences. Now I shall ask you this question. Are you... Hiding something from me?"

"Yes. Next question, are you and Beidou a thing?"

She was speechless for a few seconds and suddenly she poured herself a drink.

"What! We were getting to the good part!"

"I refuse to elaborate on that topic. Now. Are you and a certain samurai secretly seeing each other in the shadows?"

"Huhh?! What-how, uh, yeah. HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?"

"Beidou is a little too chatty."

Beidou huh.

"Whatever, but yeah, that was the thing that I wanted to talk with you today. Do you approve of us?"

"Sure, why not. That boy has gentleness and passion flowing into his veins. He's totally your type as well. You have my blessings in whatever your plans are with him."

(will continue once i get more sleep)

[adaptacy]

Hi! Love to see someone else who's obsessed with johnny! My request is headcanon/drabble/anything that gets you going about Johnny who happens to get a crush on someone who also is from cannibalistic family from another state/town? I'd like to imagine it's a family of grandpa's old military buddy maybe or something like that? Anyways ily and hope this gives you some inspo! <3

hi anon!! ofc, i already touched on this in my last post but i am more than happy to write a drabble for it!! also the idea of there being like a network of cannibal families that are all lowkey friends is so amusing to me LMAO

this is gonna be from johnny's pov cause his thought process would be fun to write hehe

GN Reader / s/o

"This is so good Mrs. Sawyer! Thank you so much for making this whole meal," they laughed, ripping the meat from the bone as they leaned back in their chair. Mrs. Sawyer chuckled and nodded, taking a bite of her own food.

Johnny narrowed his eyes, trying to get a read on them. Trying to understand something, anything about how the hell someone so gorgeous could be so incredibly fucked up. He knew this way of life was 'bad', he'd heard it from every single one of his victims. Monster this, sick that, fucked up family here, psychopaths there. And yet this stranger, at least to Johnny, sat across from the same dinner table as him, eating the same roasted human meat as him, and was laughing so carelessly about it.

Nancy had explained that they were a grandchild of one of the old man's friends from war, who came from a family not so unlike their own. They'd been flown down here due to some legal trouble, likely concerning the fact that their family were responsible for several murders, in order to hide out. All the way from Colorado.

And they'd complained about the heat. Not the fact that there were, right at this very moment, innocent, live victims tied up in their basement- No, that was hardly a concern. But oh, the Texas heat had them talking.

They were fascinating, really, and Johnny would be more upset that he had to give up his own room for them while they stayed here, but he was far too intrigued by them to care. They swallowed the final bite of their dinner and rose, gathering their plate. Sissy handed hers off as well, and they stopped by Johnny, motioning to his empty plate.

"Want me to take that?" They asked, a grateful smile on their face. Grateful for the dinner. Grateful for this illegal, criminally insane meal. Johnny chuckled.

"That's alright. I's planning on gettin' a glass of water, anyways," he responded, standing up. The rest of the family finished off their meals as Johnny followed them into the kitchen, where they ran the plates under the faucet.

"I don't think I've ever had roasted liver. Feels like a delicacy," they laughed, humming to themselves as they washed the dishes.

"Really? We make it pretty often. It's a hard thing to miss out on," Johnny responded, grabbing a glass and waiting for them to finish.

"Shoot, right," they mumbled, stepped to the side to allow Johnny to fill his glass. He stepped forward, dangerously close to them as he filled up his glass. When he was done, he took a step back and leaned on the counter, watching them as they finished their task.

"Oh, I meant to thank you, by the way. It's really nice of your family to take me in like this. I didn't know Grandpa Wilson was so close to Mr. Sawyer," they said, glancing over at Johnny with a smile.

There was something so innocently cruel about that expression. Like they saw no wrong in what they did. Like they didn't understand the weight of it. But he knew they understood. He knew their experiences were much the same. Johnny showed his experiences in his face, in his eyes, in the way he walked.

But they walked like anyone else. Spoke like anyone else. Smiled like anyone else. They were mesmerizing, and Johnny wished he knew how they did it.

"It's no problem," he replied, sipping his drink. "Sorry if it's messy. Don't often have guests."

"That's alright. I think your knife collection is really cool," they hummed, turning off the sink as they placed the final plate in the dish drainer. "I noticed one was missing, though. Did you lose it?"

"Oh, no," he chuckled, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a curved blade. "Just like to keep it on me."

"Oh, sweet. Is it your favorite?" They asked, their head tilted.

"I 'spose you could say that. Gets the job done."

"Is that your carving knife?"

"Carving knife?" He blinked.

"Y'know, for the livestock. The victims, the food, the prey-- whatever you guys call 'em," they giggled, their tone completely free of the eeriness it should've been tainted with. Johnny had nearly forgotten what they were capable of, but at the reminder, he cracked a smirk. Maybe he could impress them.

"Yeah, you could call it that. Does a whole bunch'a things, really. Carves, slices, stabs... Used it to castrate a guy once." Johnny spun the knife in his hand, and they leaned closer.

"I had a favorite, too. But it got grabbed up by the cops. It was really shiny, nice and sharp. My grandma gave it to me when I was eight. Had it ever since. It was a switchblade, and the handle was white. Always looked especially pretty dripping with blood, but it was super easy to clean," they explained, practically gushing.

"I'm sorry to hear that. How'd you get caught, anyways?" Johnny asked, tucking his knife back into his pocket.

"My daddy used a gun to kill one of our prey, they were trying to get away and we needed something ranged. I guess some drivers heard it when they were passing by, and we weren't ready for the cops. Once they found one body, they found 'em all. Couldn't eat them in time," they explained, fidgeting with their hands as they spoke. "I miss them. I've never gone this long without them. That's why I'm so thankful of your family. They remind me of my own."

Johnny frowned, feeling some long buried ache of sympathy for them, but he wasn't granted a chance to respond before Sissy came into the kitchen, requesting their presence. They dipped their head and left, following the brunette back out of the kitchen.

--

"What is it?" They asked, looking down at the paper bag that they'd been presented with.

"Open it up," Johnny directed, motioning with his hand towards the bag. They raised an eyebrow, but pulled open the bag anyways, and reached inside. They pulled out a black rectangular box, and their confusion only grew. Johnny found the expression adorable, and he was glad he'd decided to go for two rounds of packaging.

"You really didn't need to get me anything. You're already doing plenty enough," they chuckled awkwardly, and Johnny shrugged, crossing his arms.

"Just open it, will ya?"

"Fine, okay." With a deep breath, they pulled off the lid of the box, and an immediate grin spread over their face. They looked between the gift and Johnny, and suddenly jumped towards him, wrapping their arms around him. Johnny was completely taken aback by the hug, and he awkwardly pat their back, only relaxing his tensed muscles when he got the faintest scent of whatever shampoo they'd used. Their hair smelled like flowers, and it reminded him of the garden. It was almost comforting.

They pulled away, finally removing the white switchblade from the box. "I'll take it that you like it?" Johnny chuckled, and they nodded, even giving a short squeal of excitement.

"Are you kidding me? I love it! It's just like the one I had. You're the best, Johnny," they thanked, setting the knife back into the box and putting the cover on it. Right after, they hugged Johnny again, and he let out a quiet sigh, returning the hug much more comfortably this time.

"Say, you ever watched a Texas sunset?" Johnny asked, looking down at them as they pulled out of the hug.

"I can't say I have."

"Well, in about thirty minutes, give or take, the sun'll be goin' down. I know a real good place to sit 'n watch it. Clear your head, maybe," he spoke softly, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't blushing, but he certainly felt like he was.

"Really? Where?"

"We got a couple sunflower patches out back. Makes for a real pretty sight."

"I'd love to watch the sunset with you," they giggled, setting the box back into the bag. "Let me go put this away, I'll be right back."

"Sure thing," he replied, watching as they turned around and headed up the stairs.

Sissy poked her head in from the dining room, looking Johnny up and down. "Can I come?"

"No," he snapped, immediately frowning. Sissy pouted, but returned to whatever she was doing.

[annabelle-creart]

Sissi, Salvage & Blurr across the multiverse be like (final part):

👇

Outlier!Sissi: what are they doing?

Crystal!Sissi: Killing each other, I think

H:KoL!Sissi: aren't we supposed to say something?

Outlier!Sissi: exactly, supposed, but judging by the number of ghosts that surrounds them, I think we should let them kill each other

Crystal!Sissi: I like that idea, also, all the responsible ones are busy

All: DRINK DRINK DRINK DRINK DRINK

LoRB!Blurr finally finish her drink

LoRB!Blurr: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOH

All: WOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSS

LoRB!Blurr: WHO WISH TO FIGHT AGAINST ME!!!???

LoRB!Salvage: Eh, Blurr, that was too much, I don't recomend it

Outlier!Salvage: I want to try it!

Swap!Salvage: Count me in!

Movie!Blurr: Put it on my bottle, baby! This nanny needs her own milk!

Swap!Salvage: That was the worst joke I've ever heard of

Beast!Sissi: PUT ME ON THE TABLE, I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL

Hunter!Sissi: Pff- you're overestimating yourself. I WILL DESTROY YOU!

Belle: SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GIVE ME THAT! I'M ON IT

On the middle of the volunteers, a cry is heard, sharp and loud, an animal one

Belle: WHAT THE-?!

Swap!Blurr: Sissi? What happens? Why are you yelling like that?

Outlier!Sissi: she was taking your attention, those bots are killing each other

All direct their looks towards the bots at the other side, in fact, energon was splitting from them

Swap!Blurr: OH PRIME!

Belle: Oh shit- they really hitting hard!

Outlier!Salvage: what do we do?

Movie!Blurr: Do something, dah!

Hero!Salvage: See if you can distract them! You! I need you with me

Swap!Salvage: Yes!

Hero!Salvage: we have to surprise them from behind, the rest, entertain them!

Movie!Blurr: got it

Outlier!Blurr ran fast with Movie!Blurr on her arms, just ready to put in front of the fighters

Movie!Blurr: Hi~ nice to meet you!

SG!Blades: Shut the fuck up! I don't need two more of you!

SG!Chase: This is not your problem, get out

Movie!Blurr: We can't do that, you'll see, girlies, you have to stop, you're acting like dunkeys

Outlier!Blurr: she basically says you two are a pair of assholes and idiots

SG!Blades: Excuse me!

SG!Chase: GET OUT OF HERE!

But with a strange lighting, the two bots were taken away like dissapearing on thin air...

Movie!Blurr: ...sweet biscuits, what was that?

Outlier!Blurr: What the fuck??

Swap!Salvage: Ah...

Hero!Salvage: I don't know what was that...

...

SG!Heatwave: You didn't had any reason to do that!

Outlier!Heatwave: I had, actually

Fwench Fwy: I told you not to do that!

Iscream: It was fun! Before the giant jerk came to the scene

Vulgora: If it works, that ride was pretty cool

Iscream: Aw, you really think that?

H:KoL!Heatwave: I'm starting to think you have problems

Iscream: Am, yes!

Vulgora: I've been alive for some centuries, I need to distract with something

Like a lighting strinking again, the two bots appeared from thin air in front od the rest

SG!Heatwave: You two??

SG!Boulder: You can't be serious!

LoRB!Boulder: Oh my- are they okay?

SG!Boulder: WE JUST LEAVE YOU FOR SOME HOURS AND YOU REALLY CAN'T HANDLE YOURSELVES?!

SG!Blades: What the-?

SG!Chase: weren't we a moment ago with the other kid's variants?

SG!Blades: wow, finally you fucked up my processor

SG!Chase: How are you so heateable!

SG!Blades: It's my gift

Outlier!Heatwave and Adventure!Boulder took the fighters appart, using the previous distraction

Adventure!Boulder: how did you do that? That's not normal!

SG!Blades: I don't know, we just appeared from nowhere!

??: not exactly

A voice changed the ambient, behind, a blue and orange bot with big googles and serious facade, but his hands and position were like a villain analizing their prey

Vulgora: Ish, not even Valdemar is that scary

Muriel: I can say so

Belle: Vulgora! Muriel!

Outlier!Blurr: How did you do that?

SG!Blurr: As far as I know, none of you can teleport!

Swap!Salvage: who's the bitch?

??:. Excuse me?

The tune of the bot changed abruptly, taking his googles apart and letting see they're strange eyes, one blue and other yellow, and his serious facade passed to a angry face

??: Repeat that! I dare you! Repeat that!

Swap!Salvage: Repeat what? That you're a bitch?

The bot's arm iluminated the rest with sparks, like if it had a bolt on it

LoRB!Heatwave: EVERYONE, GET OUT!!!

Everyone did so, the little ones were taken by the biggers and all got appart of the strike, fortunately it was direct to the front, easy to evade

??: I dare you to repeat that! I DARE YOU-! Can you... act like a grown bot!?

The tune of the bot again changed abruptly, again to the serious tune

??: But-

??: But nothing, we can't just waste our battery!

??: pff- fine!

?: Something planned?

??: It's not like I know what I'm doing, so, no, but now that you're silent...

More bots came from behind, all strange-looking for them, no one had ever seen someone like them, like monsters, no, worse

Exp!C&B: Just to make clear, our objective was too bring all of you on a single space, having in mind we were just taken abruptly from our universes, so, I could ask you where we were and how to get out of here

Vulgora: IF YOU WANTED TO KNOW THAT, YOU SHOULD JUST ASKED, BIT-!!!

Belle took Vulgora's mouth

Belle: Ah, people, there's no need to be angry! We can take you home, we must have to, actually

Muriel: some of us are part of a program for the Multiverse protection, we know how to take you home-

Exp!B&K: NO!

Everyone got silent, compared to the rest, this one was maybe the biggest, or maybe it was just the spider-like extremities and no metal to cover the knots of cabling on the needle like legs, this one had like three pairs of eyes, the left one was red and the right one was yellow, almost orange

Movie!Blurr: well, hehe, what can I say, those are the best halloween customs I've ever seen! Hehe....

Another bot, the tinniest, actually, wanted to step forward, but the first bot stop her, her mouth was almost an insect jaw and her frame was so thin it seemed it was glued to her skeleton, what was easier to look was her purple left eye and pink right eye

Exp!S&B: we are actually looking for another thing, is someone of you "Mr. D"?

Vulgora: ...you're shitting

Belle: All this spectacule just for it? Lemme just-

Belle took something of her pocket, she shaked it and surprise, a voice from it

???: ¿qué?

Belle: your friend made a contract, again

???: tu puta madre

Belle: I wish for

The rock shouted up

Belle: that doesn't explain why are we here!

Exp!C&B: we were taking a machine down, hoping it would take us out of our world, unfortunately, something went wrong and instead, we ended up here and you came with us- how did you knew about the contract?

Belle: the guy's... technically a friend of us, now, retake, why are we here?

Exp!C&B: we don't know

???: I know

LoRB!Heatwave: Nani??

Nani: yes, me, the kid-witch that is supposed to protect the multiverse, but SOMEONE wanted to be a good samaritian

Mr. D: I just couldn't let them there!

The two standed on the floor, just where the lighting striked

Nani: We have rules!

Mr. D: Rules are not fair! They really wanted to go out of there! I gave them the plan for them to travel, so, no one would suspect about us, I don't know why are they here!

Nani: BECAUSE YOU FORGOT THAT FUCKING MACHINE WAS WORKING WITH RED EMERALD! THAT SHIT IS LITERALLY THE PRINCIPAL SUBSTANCE FOR ESCENCES, AND FROM WHERE DO YOU THINK VARIANTS COME FROM???? ESCENSES. IF IT WASN'T BECAUSE OF THE RED EMERALD ON THAT MACHINE, NONE OF THEM WOULD BE HERE!

Mr. D: Oh.... the red emerald summoned them because they were the most near variants, oh... I didn't knew that

Nani: WHY YOU JUST DIDN'T ASKED THE BOOK??

Mr. D: I didn't wanted anyone to know about this! Not even Jack knows!

Nani: I can see!

SG!Heatwave: wait wait wait wait wait, Are we stuck in this fucking liminal space because of this amalgamation jerks?!

SG!Boulder: Can you, for great Unicron not to insult people for their looks?

SG!Heatwave: It's easier to identify them

Iscream: Oh, auch, that's a bad thing even for me

SG!Heatwave: I don't care, fucking rat

Swap!Salvage: Can you stop fighting?! This is the revelation! It's supposed to be epic!!

Nani: This is not epic, this is stupid! Nothing of this was supposed to happen. This is literrally dummy shit

Mr. D: but-

Nani: AND I WANT ALL OF YOU IN YOUR UNIVERSES NOW!!

Belle: Take it easy girl, you're too young to have wrinkles

Vulgora: YOU ALREADY HEARD PEOPLE, LET'S TAKE THE OTHERS AND GO AGAIN TO YOUR HOUSES!!

Exp!H&BB: What will happen with us?

Nani: you're going to-

Mr. D: a new universe! A promise is a promise, I will take you as far as possible! I promise

Nani: ...you're shitting?

Mr. D: Nani, please, let me temptate you

Nani: Agh, fucking Devil... let's take this mf's out of here!

...

Hunter!Boulder: It was a great experience actually

Hunter!Sissi: If you summon us by accident again, we have to do this again!

SG!Chase: great, don't invite us

SG!KO: c'mon Chase!

Outlier!KO: well, today was a funny day, have to admit

SW!Fang: I had some fun with you!

Camp!Blades: Me too! If we find the way, we should write each other!

SW!Fang: Yey!

Sparkling!Heatwave: I will miss you

Outlier!Heatwave: Ah, don't worry, buddie, You will be okay, and I'm sure you will be the best seeker ever...

Swap!Salvage: Invite me the next time guys! C'mon, capybara Sissi

Swap!Blurr: Bye Bye!

Swap!Chase: for Unicron sake, don't get in trouble

Adventure!Bee: BEST DAY EVER!!!

Adventure!Heatwave: we should repeat it at home

SG!Blades: GOODBYE, MOTHERFUCKERS! I WILL NOT REMEMBER YOU

SG!Heatwave: SHUT UP!!

Mako: well, cute reunion

Crystal!Buttercup: meh, it was okay

Belle: Bye bye!

H:KoL!Sissi: BYE BELLE, IT WAS COOL TO MEET YOU!!

Vulgora: finally we can go home!

Iscream: It was the strangest adventure I had

Fwench Fwy: hm, same

Muriel: Something, thanks, though

LoRB!Blades: Finally, all went to their homes! I was getting scared!

LoRB!Boulder: But what about them?

Nani: We will take them to another universe, I consulted it and they're not safe on theirs, but I have friends who can help me reubicate them

LoRB!Heatwave: I will stay to help

Nani: Sure, we need more staff today

...

End

[crissiebaby]

Sissy's First Date: Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: This POV story contains diaper usage, forced crossdressing, public humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, and other ABDL themes. I hope you enjoy!

Commissioned By: Anon

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“Ahhhhhh! That hit the spot,” I said as I leaned back while hooking my feet around the wooden picnic table’s support beam to keep from falling backward. Rubbing my tummy, I savored the aftertaste of the cheeseburger and fry combo I had eaten. It was far from the best burger I’d ever eaten but just about anything would’ve tasted like heaven with Becca at my side. 

Watching me finish my food like a hawk, Becca waited for me to lean forward in my seat again before reaching toward me with a napkin and gently wiping the crumbs away from my mouth “You did a great job following my instructions to eat delicately. I should only have to touch up your lips. Well done, Cherry-baby” she said, remarking on the minimal damage to the diligent work she had done painting my face. Her complement caused me to retreat into my shell like a turtle as I shrunk down and hid myself behind my shaky hands without letting them touch my face, unable to suppress my unadulterated happiness. I could listen to her dote on me for hours.

*Peck!*

Suddenly, something warm, wet, and gentle grazed the side of my face. My mind skipped the tracks as my hand cupped my burning cheek, the remnants of Becca’s lipstick mark dusting my fingertips with a dash of red.

“Hey now, no touching. Remember?” said Becca, flicking the back of my hand and nudging it away from my face, “Besides, I want everyone to know exactly who you belong to.” It was clear she expected me to wear the imprint of her lips on my skin for the remainder of our date; an embarrassing display that had me feeling unquestionably giddy.

Standing up from the picnic table, Becca quickly circled until she was stationed behind me, offering me no time to climb out of my seat as well. This was intentional as a pair of loving arms soon draped across my chest and began playing with the bow sown to the chest of my dress. “Hmmm...I don’t know about you but I’m still a bit peckish. How about we stop for some dessert before our next ride? Doesn’t that sound fun?” she cooed, beckoning me to follow her like an obedient pet.

Nodding my head, my voice cracked as I muttered, “That- *cough* That sounds nice.” I winced as an immediate cackle succeeded my fatal squeak, further burying me in blushiness.

Becca’s laughter would come to an abrupt end, though, as an unfortunate sight graced her line of sight. She lowered her head and ducked down, prompting me to do the same. “Shit, what the fuck are they…Ugh! Nevermind. We need to get out of here,” she said, her mood starkly shifting from romantic and bright to serious and distressed.

“Wait, what? What’s going on?” I said, naively stretching my neck upward as I looked in the same direction Becca had.

Grabbing the collar of my shirt, Becca attempted to tug me downward, whispering loudly, “Nonono! Cherry, get down!”

Unfortunately, it was too late for that. It was only a split-second but a split-second was all that was needed as I noticed a distinct pair of eyes with the same colored irises as mine. “A-Abby,” I muttered, spotting my sister at the exact same moment that she spotted me. A cruel smile formed as she pointed in my general direction.

Why the hell was Abby here?! We were two towns away from where we lived. Moreover, she hated county fairs, giving her less than zero reason to be in the same place Becca and I were. I wanted to run as fast as my legs could carry me. It was bad enough to be femmed up at their hands. To have them catch me voluntarily dressing this way was a death sentence. But my jelly legs refused to move, locking me in place as my sister waded through the busy crowd with her usual posse of Kiah and Sarah at her side. “B-Becca, can you help me-…Becca?” I said, angling my head backward, only to notice that my date had seemingly vanished, leaving me all alone at the picnic table in my sissy dress and diapers.

“Well, well, well! What are the odds we’d run into my little brother while we’re here,” said Abby, refusing to acknowledge me as her equal twin while I was dressed the way I was, “Though, I’m not sure I should be using a manly term like “brother” so loosely.”

I could feel my soul actively dying with each snicker that came out of my sister's mouth. Any happiness I had attained from my date had been fully erased. In a last-ditch effort to spare myself further humiliation, I tried to get up from my seat so I could make a break for it. Sadly, I wouldn’t even get through step one of my makeshift plan as Kiah’s heavy hand planted itself on my shoulder, keeping me locked in place. It was a harsh dichotomy from the way Becca had stood over me only a moment before.

Scooching in next to me with her phone in hand, Sarah wrapped an abrasive arm around my satin-covered waist as she displayed a picture of me waiting in line for the Ferris Wheel with a diaper poking out from under the skirt ever so slightly. “I almost didn’t believe it when I saw you. I’ve never been so happy that my mom made me come home from college this weekend,” she said, squeezing me and forcing me to endure another round of high-pitched giggling, “Who’s your little friend, by the way? I never got a good look at who your diapee buddy was.”

“Yeah, that’s what I wanna know,” said Abby, plopping herself down in front of Becca’s tray and putting up her feet on my thighs, “Like what, did you candy ass start scrolling through Grindr the second we freed you until you found a fellow sissy loser? You know, you weren’t supposed to enjoy what we did to you.”

Listening to Abby and Sarah’s dialogue, it became obvious why Becca fled from the scene at lightning speed. They had no idea what secrets their peppy bombshell of a friend was harboring. Perhaps I could use this to my advantage. Outing Becca as my date did had the potential to move the target off of my back and onto hers. And it wasn’t like she had any problem with ditching me to save herself.

However, as I looked down at the candid photo of Becca and myself waiting for our turn on the Ferris Wheel, my mind leaped back to the amazing time we’d had together up to this point. Becca didn’t have to make herself vulnerable to me but she did. Regardless of her present cowardice, that was something I refused to let my sister take away from me. “Well…I did enjoy it,” I said, putting on as confident of a face as I could muster, “S-So what?”

Staring up at each other in disbelief, none of the three girls were exactly sure how to respond. It was only when Abby forced out a laugh that other girls started chortling alongside her. Steeling my composure to the best of my ability, I closed my eyes, drowned out their voices, and let the stain of Becca’s kiss continue to burn on my cheek; its warmth strengthening my resolve.

“Haha! You trying to act tough when dressed like this is so adorable,” said Abby in between cackling, turning up the dial on her viciousness in an attempt to get me to break, “I can’t wait to get home. The four of us are going to have a blast burning all your old, icky boy clothes. A pansy like you clearly doesn’t need them anymore. Just wait until Dad finds ou-”

“HEY!”

In an instant, the noisy, bustling fairgrounds went quiet, as did the mockery of my sister and her friends. My eyes shot open, allowing me to witness Becca’s spectacular return. Marching up to our table, she physically shoved Sarah and Kiah away from me, freeing me from their shackle-like grip. She didn’t dare make eye contact with the others as she pulled me out of my seat and into her arms. “Sorry, I was gone for so long, sweetie,” she said, pretending as though the world around us didn’t exist as she straightened out my skirt before threading her fingers through mine and escorting me away from the table, “C’mon, we’ll get your lipstick fixed up while we wait in line for the next ride.”

Glancing back at the picnic table shrinking in the distance, I relished the stunned silence that Becca left my sister and her friends in. The look on Abby’s face specifically was priceless. Part of me wished I could stay a few moments longer so as to record every inch of my sister’s priceless expression to memory. Unsurprisingly, that small part stood no chance against the warpath Becca was forging as she rushed us away from the food vendors, her eyes locked forward. I could only guess at the number of troubling things swirling around in her mind.

Eventually, we stopped at the tail end of a nearly empty line for a dark ride auspiciously named, The Tunnel of Love. I could only guess that Becca wanted to get out of sight as soon as possible. Tragically, the emotions that Becca and I were stuck processing were anything but lovey-dovey feelings. “Hey…are you okay?” I asked, catching my breath after speed-walking across half the fairground, “I totally get it if you wanna call it after that.”

“No!” shouted Becca instinctively, forcefully clearing her throat afterward in an attempt to cover up her panicked refusal, “No, I’m okay. I promise. I want the date to keep going…unless, of course, you’re ready for it to end.”

Shaking my head vehemently, I wasn’t ready for this day to end by a long shot. “Nuh-uh, I really don’t want this to end. This…this is the most fun I’ve ever had in my life,” I said earnestly, my cheeks filling with a different kind of blush; the romantic kind.

Becca’s face took on a similar hue, allowing her to flash a smile for the first time since the incident. “Me too. I love getting to spend time with you like this. It’s not really something I’ve ever gotten to do before,” she said, her feet squirming in place thanks to the rawness of her sentiment, “Promise you won’t get upset but…there’s something I wasn’t completely honest about.”

The deepening of Becca’s voice told me everything that I needed to know. Whatever she was about to tell me was something of incredible importance, maybe even something she’d never admitted to anyone else. I nodded to her again and listened closely.

“I lied to you when I said that…the diapers I made you wear were an ex-boyfriend’s,” said Becca, unable to face me as her watering eyes traced the cracks in the cement, “It was just such an exciting opportunity. That stunt you pulled at your sister’s sleepover? I’d read countless stories with scenarios just like it. So…I decided to take advantage of that, and I had to lie to everyone, including you, to pull it off. I’m sorry. I know you must hate me now for getting you tangled up in my kink so I’ll understand if-”

*Peck!*

Ceasing my chance to return the affection Becca had bestowed upon me earlier, I leaned in while she was mid-sentence and placed a kiss on her cheek, leaving the same mark behind that she had. “Just letting everyone know who you belong to, right?” I said brashly, my heart and lungs imploding simultaneously in a display of shameless romanticism.

Much like I had done, Becca’s hand rose to meet the kissy mark left behind on her face. Unlike me, though, she needed no one to instruct her to keep from wiping it off. I could feel myself growing stiff as we gazed at each other, aroused purely by the love I was feeling. Well, love and the softness of my soaking wet diaper.

Wrapping her arms around me, Becca and I cozied up to each other. Our next stop: The Tunnel of Love. I couldn’t imagine a more fitting destination.

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[kringletheelf04]

The spirit of Christmas?! (chapter 4)

The hallways seem to twist and turn in random directions but Bernard seems to know how to navigate it like the back of his hand. He looks back to make sure I'm still following every once in a while. I'm practically tearing off my skin at this point. My tattoo is hot to the touch and I can feel it through my sleeve. Bernard rubs his wrist every now and then, looking to me with furrowed brows. It seems like an eternity following him when we finally are met with a door. It's rounded with light blue paint on it. Strings of pine decorate it with painted on snowflakes speckled onto the varnish. Bernard reaches into his impossibly large bag and fishes out a key, it's handle matching the doors design. Turning the key and pushing on the door it gives a large creak, almost like it hadn't been used in decades.

"Well this is it." Bernard says, fully turning to me. "Welcome home (y/n)!"

"Your home maybe! Not mine!" I joke.

"Well, your home too now. At least it will be after the next eleven months." Bernard says sternly.

He motions into the room and I enter. The entire room is ice blue, except the few red and green accents. The biggest bed I've ever seen sits on the back wall. It may look like winter in here but I feel like I'm being boiled alive. Bernard follows in behind me.

"No offense, but this is bullshit!" I growl out at him.

He looks slightly taken aback but replies with "well I'm sorry you feel that way"

"Look, I stopped believing in Santa a long time ago. This has got to be some demented nightmare my mind has conjured up. One moment a guys falling off our roof and I'm putting on an old trapper hat I found the next I'm here and your spewing nonsense about me being the spirit of Christmas!" I say sitting onto the bed.

"Well, whether you believe it or not, you are now Christmas spirit." He says standing in front of me.

I take off the blasted hat that began this all and set it beside me. I begin to roll up my sleeves when I hear Bernard let out a soft gasp.

"Umm, what's your last name again?" Bernard stutters out.

"Calvin, why?" I blink in confusion.

I go to itch my arm and Bernard seizes my wrist.

"Ah! Fuck that hurt! What the hell is wrong with you dude! You're being really weird!" I yank my arm away, gently rubbing my wrist where he grabbed it.

"Language! But uh, I don't know how to say this," Bernard starts.

"Say what? That I've finally lost my marbles and need a mental evaluation?" I spit.

"We're soulmates," he breathes, calmly grabbing his sleeve and pulling upward.

Lo and behold there in the same handwriting reads the words (Y/N) CALVIN.

"What's a soulmate?" I hear a quiet voice ask from the doorway.

We both whip our heads around to find Charlie standing a few steps in the doorway.

I rush to him, sweeping him into a protective embrace.

"It's like a best friend, but more. It's the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone else. It's who you're destined to spend eternity with." Bernard tries to explain without fumbling over words.

"Well, sissy (y/n) hates Christmas, so I don't think she's your soulmate" Charlie says and then waddles over to the bed.

"Well, they'll learn to love it because they are now the spirit of Christmas, sport!" Bernard shakes his head, curls bouncing in every direction.

"Yeah, not gonna happen dude." I raise my eyebrows and lift Charlie onto the giant bed.

"Well it's got to happen or you and I both die. So..." Bernard trails off.

"How about I get is some hot coco and we talk about this?" Bernard tries persuading me.

"Ok I guess, but don't think that this will change anything!" I call after him as he leaves.

"He's nice." Charlie smiles at me.

"Yeah he is, but I think we will be talking about adult business, so... scram" I shoo him out of the room.

I flop on the bed and close my eyes, hoping once I open them I'll be back home in my bed.

"This can't be real!" I tell myself.

"It's 'bout as real as it gets." A voice cuts through my thoughts.

I open my eyes to see Bernard approaching with a mug in each hand. He hands me one and I cautiously take a sip. It's the best thing I've ever tasted. I set the mug onto a nearby coaster to cool off.

"So... what's the nonsense about soulmates?" I ask him.

"Every elf has a soulmate. It just makes things easier here. But never in my two thousand years of living would I have guessed that mine would be a human. Let along the child of Santa and the spirit of Christmas. I didn't know it was even possible." Bernard explains.

"This is crazy! I feel like I'm loosening it. First soulmates, Santa, Christmas spirits, This has got to be the weirdest experience ever!" I rant.

"Well you're stuck with the pole now." Bernard pats my back and I feel warmth radiating from my tattoo.

"Yeah, fat chance this is even real. When I wake up I'll be back in my bed." I retort.

"Well, yeah. You have to get ready to move here. Can't just yank you from your home you know." Bernard sasses.

"What's this b.s. about Christmas spirit now?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"I'll have to train you. I'll stop by whenever I can and teach you how to use your magic." Bernard illustrates.

"This is crazy. I have a job! I can't just wait around for an imaginary soulmate to show up and teach me magic! I have to support my dad!" I clamor while jumping up.

"I can see that this is getting us nowhere. It's fine you're in denial right now but here. Take this." Bernard fishes around in his satchel and pulls out a locket.

"Rub this whenever you need to see me and I'll be there. No matter the time." Bernard clasps it around my neck.

"If I'm your soulmate, wouldn't you want me here now?" I ask lifting a brow.

"I've waited over two thousand years for you, what's one more?" Bernard smiles a sad smile.

I rush forward without thinking, my arms wrapping around Bernard's neck and causing him to wobble.

"I'm sorry. If you were real I'd gladly stay here with you!" I cry.

My eyes water and he hugs me like I might slip away at any moment.

"Well, I think you'll be seeing a lot more of me around." Bernard smiles.

"You better get to sleep though. I'll always be with you, right here." He pats my chest and makes his way to the door.

"Goodnight Bernard!" I call to him.

"Goodnight snowflake!" He calls back, closing the door behind him.

I reach for the folded pajamas Bernard left. I unfold them to see that they are embroidered with my initials. I change into them and pull the covers back. This has to be the softest pajamas I've ever felt. I nearly melt into the soft sheets. My tattoo no longer burns. I hope I have this dream every night!

[everythingunderthestarsthings]

Ulrich and Jeremie - Unlikely besties.

This post was a long time coming, and will be the penultimate post in my Lyoko Warriors friendship headcannons. Check out the other posts I made: Yumi and Odd - Chaotic besties Aelita and William - Quiet Besties Check out my Code Lyoko Masterlist!

(There are no pictures of Ulrich and Jeremie on Google Images and I don't want to accidentally use someone else's work, so no images here.)

(I did find a really good fanart of them! I shall link it here! All credits to the owner of the art!)

Headcannons!

So hear me out.

Before the Lyoko mess began, Jeremie and Ulrich were the only two who went to Kadic as boarders. Yumi was a day student prior to the series too, but Jeremie and Ulrich knew each other before Ulrich even met Yumi!

Also, assuming that Ulrich regularly takes up martial arts with Jim and he met Yumi for the first time there, I think Yumi might have also been a relatively new student to Kadic at the time of meeting him.

It's been established in the show that Ulrich and Sissi have known each other for quite a while, so Ulrich must've been at Kadic for a really really long time.

And Jeremie is well-known as the most intelligent student of his grade, so he must've also been at Kadic for a long long time.

So these two just knew each other as casual friends in class, but never really interacted much since Jeremie was all about his books and Ulrich was trying to get away from Sissi.

But Ulrich probably had a very trustworthy reputation prior to X.A.N.A. awakens (I also made a post about my thoughts on rewatching X.A.N.A. awakens, which you can check out). He keeps to himself and fends off the principal's daughter who has a huge crush on him, to the point where Jeremie doesn't hesitate too much before telling him about Lyoko.

Ulrich also has a very good sense about Jeremie and was able to figure out his giant crush on Aelita (then again, Jeremie is adorable and is an open book).

As the Lyoko warriors got together, and with Odd being Ulrich's roommate -- again, nobody in Kadic has roommates except Ulrich and for the Principal to trust Ulrich might have to do with his quiet nature (also the fact that he thinks Ulrich and Sissi are still good friends or something) -- well, the focus shifts to Ulrich and Odd's friendship, and Jeremie's focus shifts to materializing Aelita, so their moments of friendship are blinded due to plot circumstance.

BUT Jeremie trusts Ulrich to keep Aelita safe more than anyone. Ulrich is the most protective of Aelita out of all the Lyoko Warriors, and Aelita looks up to Ulrich like a brother!

For that to have happened, there must be an unspoken trust between Jeremie and Ulrich in the first place, which I think there is!

And I think Jeremie and Ulrich are wonderful because

They both use their hearts more than their heads when it comes to their respective love interests (Jeremie virtualizing himself onto Lyoko to apologize to Aelita after a fight and Ulrich using Return to the Past to get the right lottery tickets that he thinks might help Yumi stay at Kadic).

And their family dynamics are opposite to each other! Jeremie comes from a household with loving parents while Ulrich's relationship with his parents are somewhat strained. I just think it's pretty nice, how similar and different they are.

You know, their contrasting family relations also play into their relationships. Jeremie and Aelita have a most smooth-sailing romance with minimal drama, while Ulrich and Yumi are on-and-off with so many hiccups, man.

I'm pretty sure Jeremie, Aelita, Ulrich and Yumi go on double dates after shutting down the supercomputer.

Also, ULRICH WILL BE THE ONE WHO GIVES JEREMIE "THE TALK". I'm so convinced of this.

Like ofc, Jeremie probably knows about "the talk" but he might have a moment of fear and Ulrich will be the one to set him straight.

And I have a feeling Jeremie was jealous of Ulrich once upon a time, since he was a really popular guy, but it was probably just a small phase.

[summersinthestars]

Please help. Look.. uh, you Might recognize me.. And who im Talking about.. But i really Need some Advice Ethan...

Okay , so I(M22) Was being a nice boyfriend, Right? Cooking some spaghetti for my Boyfriend(M23). And when i Served it to him, he asked me how i Cooked it.

Obviously, i replied "I Cooked it in the microwave." And he was Horrified!! he said that my Idea of Cooking spaghetti was horrendous And that hes banning me permanently from Cooking for him!! He said that.. it was A disgusting Abomination and i Should never cook spaghetti like that again. Personally, i think Thats a bit dramatic. All i did was put water into a bowl, (Cold obviously. I Dont have hot water at my house) Threw the noodles in, and then Set it in for 4 minutes! Thats not even that bad. i Called him a sissy because i was pissed.

We fought about it a little, and Now im giving him the silent treatment. .. I Want to apologize, but i feel like he Shouldnt be so Mad at me!!! I was Just trying to be a good Boyfriend, and Now I CANT EVEN COOK HIM FOOD? it Makes me a little mad. But i still Love him, you know? Do you think itd Be romantic if i put on a Movie and we Had a heartfelt talk? And then we could kiss after? Or is that just radford Posioning me with his Damn movies. I dont Care. Ethan What do i do???????

“Jesus christ, Kevin, where did you get the idea to cook spaghetti in a microwave? Is that even possible?” Ethan pauses for a moment, considering the question before they answer. “Uh- watching a movie could work,” They sounded unsure of themselves, which, in their defense, they hadn’t actually been in a relationship since high-school. “Although, you better be prepared to watch Saw. It’s one of his favorites.”

[openmouth4cock]

1st time living alone - sissy life

After the relationship with my second love fell apart I moved to a new city and finally lived the first time in my life just by myself in a small apartment. It was exactly what I always wanted. I could finally live out my bondage and dress up fantasies. 

I started shaving my entire body and would walk around in my home dressed up as sexy woman. I'd be wearing stockings and high heels, a nice negligee and a bra stuffed with socks. And, of course, my penis would always be neatly tucked away in a rubber penis prison or tied back to my arse while waring sexy panties. 

This was also around the time when I started a little bit of anal play. I remember clearly the first dildo I bought. It was 24cm in length and 4cm in diameter. To this point, I had never been really that much into anal play, neither receiving or giving. And to be honest, whilst I had some enjoyable moments, I could not really include it into my bondage play. The simple truth was that after a while wearing a 24cm dildo up my arse, the urge to go to the bathroom for a shit would become so intense that it was simply not enjoyable anymore. 

What was enjoyable though, was being tied up whilst dressed up as sexy woman and waiting for the ice in a little bottle to melt. That's where the keys were inaccessibly stored away; the keys that ultimately would allow me to regain my freedom again - after many hours that easily could last a whole night. 

Mostly I tied myself up whilst lying on my mattress so I could also fall into a broken sleep if needed to be. However. in this particular apartment there was also a hook drilled into the ceiling. On inspection day, I knew exactly what this hook could be used for. That was the key reason why I chose this apartment over any others I visited. 

Most of the time, I played with the hook living out bondage fantasies. However, I always ensured I could get free anytime I wanted. Over time I got more and more familiar with the hook in the ceiling and decided to freeze the keys safely in that little bottle. And then I prepared myself the usual way.

I got dressed as a woman, wearing high heels and stockings. I wore my sexy panties and tied my penis to my arse. I put make up on and a wig. I wore a nice negligee over my shaved smooth body, painted my toe and finger nails and secured a mouth gag harness over may head. My torso was also tied up. 

I tied my ankles together and my knees as well and attached the frozen bottle to the rope around my ankles. Then I tightened a belt around my neck. I further limited my movements via a stiff stick along my spine that I would attach to the belt around my neck and secure it with two further belts around my belly and hips. This was keeping my spine straight. My whole body was stiff whilst carefully balancing on the high heels.

A string attached to the hook on the ceiling was pre-prepared. I tied the string with a double knot to the back of the belt around my neck. This would keep me standing straight with no chance to free myself. In a last step, I slid the handcuffs under the rope around my torso and closed them around both of my wrists. Now I was truly shackled with no choice other then waiting for the water in the bottle to melt so I could undo everything. 

I was standing like this for a very, very long time...

And the pain that I felt after a an hour or so, the desperation and helplessness that became more and more as time went past... all of it was incredibly joyful ... and challenging too, of course. 

I don't know how many hours I stood like this. Time went very, very slow... and I wished someone had tortured me with a whip. 

[februaryberries]

the rest of my reaction to the rest of the episodes because i can’t be bothered to split them up

JIMS HOT CHOCOLATE JIMS MUG

she’s so cute im gonna cry

she’s so cute and they’re so like hdjshfjdbf

SHES SO SWEET

DONT HESITATE TO ASK ANY OTHER QUESTIONS YOU HAVE ABOUT LOVE INSPECTOR CONSTABLE

i feel so bad for nina :(

OH MY GOD HE JOURNALS

aziraphale fuckin writing in a journal kicking his legs like a teenage girl

aziraphale sweetie you’re so brainwashed

OH MY GOD HE MADE IT YELLOW

oooooo i love the bentley driving into the intro art that’s so cool

he’s so obsessed w the rain moment

im so obsessed w ziras diary it’s so funny

now zira that was petty and bad

zira NOOOOOO

oh poor zira he��s so sad

he’s so cute in his little detective costume

THE SKINNY LOWDOWN HES SO SOLLY

gimme the FACTS

well yeah mason hmmmm

im so worried about this girl i feel like this is going to end badly

they’re gonna die

i knew something would go wrong

rip those guys

NO SHE DIED??????? FUCK

he’s insane crowley insane

HES SO TINY

im small arent i

GIANR ROWLEY?????

where are you

GRINDR LMAO

the awning moment

ooooof

VERY CLOSED LOL

it’s always too late :((((

PH MY GOD IS HE IN THE HITCHHIKER

who is she

YOU DONT SEEM HIS TYPE ????? IM SORRY!?????

WHAT HAT WHAT I HEARD YOU AND CROWLEY WERE AN ITEM IM FUCKING SCREAMING

furfur WHO

OH MY GOS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ITS LIKE I HOPED BUT I COULDNT LET MYSELF BELIEVE THEYD ACTUALLY DO ANYTHING SJFJSJCJJSKSZKJDJ OKAY WAIT OKAY IM NOT POSTING THIS UNTIL I FINISH IT NOW IN CASE IM WRONG LOL

Im sorry is it literally raining hearts when zira and crowley are sitting on the roof in the intro are u kidding me

NO WAY NO WAY NO WAY NO WAY NOT US GETTING 1941 RIGHT AFTER THEY YOURE AN ITEM COMMENT ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME RN IM GONNA THROW UP

the music

who tf is that guy in the church how is he awake alive whatever

is he flirting is that flirting

oh thank you crowley is there anything i can do for you in return *bats eyelashes* LMAO

ooooo

SISSY TYPE

EW THAT TONGUE WAS SO UNNECESSARY

oh no not magic he’s so silly

nice exactly what nazis deserve

ZOMBIES????

no this poor old man also how did he not see them LMAO

That’s what …… f r i e n d s are for LMAOOOO

CROWLEYS OLD MAN IMPRESSION IS SO FUNNY

he’s so supportive look ziras so happy

SOMEONE YOU REALLY TRUST OH MY GOD

ZIRAS SO EXCITED AW oh rip the magic shop guy

im so scared for aziraphale oh god i don’t know if i can watch

he’s so baby

THE BEES KNEES

JIGGERY POKERY

OH NO MIRACLES BLOCKED OH FUCK

oh no

evidence envelope LMAO

im so nervous but i know it’s going to work H

he’s so whimsy

OH HE DID A MAGIC TRICK W THE PHOTO DIDNT HE

BRILLIANT AZIRAPHALE IF U DID WHAT I THINK U DID

Lmao get fucked nazis

YES ZIRA I KNEW IT

oh my god im gonna throw up

they’re so sweet

SHADES OF GREY

im so

CROWLEYS PET????

TJE BULLET HOLE STUCKERS THRE STICKERS

oh no are the demons gonna crash his night

HES GIVING AWAY BOOKS

NO WAY DAVID PUTTING ON THE FEZ I SEE YOU AS HE ALSO MENTIONED THE DR WHO BOOK ARE U KIDDING I FUCKIN SEE YOU

THE FEZ LMAOO

HER ARMOR LMAOOOO

this is so awkward lmao

OH FOFO FURFUR WHATEVER HIS MAME IS

Zira please stop speaking french

YOUVE BEEN TOGETHER LONG IM KILLING MTSELF IM THROWING UP

HES NOT MY BIT ON THE SIDE

other peoples love lives always seem more straightforward than our own AND HE WALKS AWAY HE DIDNT KNOW IM HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WAHHHH

Im losing my mind oh god the season finale is after this episode im going to throw up

WHAT IS THIS

SMITTEN IM SORRY ???

this isn’t going to end well

okay but the way they do the texts from Lindsey is so cool

my only friend

OH NO HES SO SAD

CROWLEY WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

oh thank god

crowley OH ITS IN THE MATCHBOX

DO YOU WANT A HOT CHOCOLATE CROWLEY AWEWW IM GONNA DIE

Oh sweet girl

nobody would believe you anyway :( WAIT AND SEE LMAO

So beautiful

OH NO MAGGIE

A SEASMSTRESS

ZIRA U CANT FORCE PPL TO FEEL THINGS

he’s so worried :((( crowley

HES ASKING HIM TO DANCE ??????? IM SORRY ARE THEY GOING TO DANCE

jim :((( a

THE FUR COAT LMAO

TOSTE

oh rip the annoying guy LOL

i won’t leave you on your own maggie :(

BUT RESCUING ME MAKES HIM SO HAPPY????????? IM SORRY EXCUSE ME WHAT

YOU SAID BLAH BLAH BLAH

WHY IS CROWLEY GOING TO HEAVE THOUGH

LAST EPISODE IM GOING TO DIE

his little prance

MAGGIE NO

man that one demon can’t catch a break

HIS LITTLE HAPPY WALK LOL

crowleys emotional support angel

CROWLEY YOUR MEMORY

are gabriel and beelzebub going on dates these look like dates LMAO

SHE GAVE HIM THE FLY ????

WAIT ACTUALLY I DIDNT THINK I WAS RIGHT OH MY GOD

HES SUGGESTING ALPHA CENTURI FOR THEM AND ITS LIKE BUT THATS WHERE HE WAS GOING TO TAKE AZIRAPHALE

it’s a crime that gabriel and beelzebub are getting together before crowley and zira THEY DID IT FIRST

us time

he’s tidying up the shop :(((( and waiting for zira

im gonna throw up im gonna throw up oh no what is azira going to say what did matatrom say oh no

NO CROWLEY WAS ABOUT TO CONFESS IM GONNA THROW UP

oh no but he doesn’t want oh no

oh zira sweetie

NO IM GONNA THROW UP IM GONNA CRY

NO IM NO

im NO

THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT WHEN I SAID MAKE THEM KISS WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WTH YOU THIS ISNT WGAT I MEANT THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT IM GONNA THROW UP WHAT DO TOU MEAN IM GONNA FUCKINGDYE IM SOBBING ZIRA NOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOO ZIRA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ZIRA NOOOOOOOOO

WHAT THE FUCK THIS ISNT WHAT I MEANT

how am i ever ever ever ever supposed to recover from this the way they both wanted the other to come with them but zira is too brainwashed by heaven still and it’s heart breaking and the way crowley kisses him because he thinks he’s never gonna have the chance now the NO NIGHTINGALE GALES we could have ben US zira being so heartbroken by the kiss I FORGIVE YOU don’t bother what if i eat my entire laptop right now

The way he tenderly touches his lips afterwards is Gut Wrenching and then he’s about to say he thinks he’s made a mistake and then you see him pack those feelings away in a box and shove them deep down and what if i died right now

[littletail]

Regression Fairy tail scenario

One of those times that people weren't so accepting of that Wendy is a Little..when Caregiver! Lucy Heartfilla took Little! Wendy to a nearby park for a while and Little! Wendy overheard some rather unkind comments from 2 insensitive rude young girls about the fact that she was drinking from a sippy cup and wearing a diaper-it was obvious considering that Wendy was wearing type of clothes that a young toddler would wear (Lucy only put Wendy in diapers as a precaution more than anything else because as far as anyone knew..when Wendy slipped in her headspace..she was known to have accidents in her sleep or when she wasn't sleep.)..Little! Wendy was hurt by the comments judging by the tears that welled up in her eyes..and Caregiver! Lucy Heartfilla standing up for her little.

(Sorry for the wait. I'm juggling life right now lol.)

Mean Girls

“Sissy! Sissy, look!” Wendy danced around Lucy.

“Look at my pretty girl!” Lucy squealed, lifting Wendy into her arms. “You excited to play in the park today?”

“Yes!”

“What do you want to do first? They have a play area if you want to go there. They have a slide, swings-”

Wendy shook her head and stuck her tongue out, “No swing.”

Right, her motion sickness would likely get in the way of that. “Well, what about the slide? Or do you want to play tag?”

“Tag!” Wendy booped Lucy’s nose.

“Tag it is, then, but first,” she put Wendy down, then took a moment to check the padding under her skirt, “I wanna make sure you’re dry first. Since a certain someone doesn’t tell Sissy when she uses her diaper,” she lightly teased.

Wendy giggled quietly.

Lucy went to stand back up, only to freeze when she heard some.. not so nice comments aimed their way. She glanced over her shoulder, spotting two younger girls, looking around Wendy’s age, talking rather loudly amongst themselves.

“Is that girl wearing a diaper under that skirt?”

“Why does she look so childish? It’s weird.”

“Do you think that woman with her enables this?”

“God, I pity her. If my mom treated me that way, I would die from embarrassment.”

Lucy growled to herself, but tried to stay focused on Wendy. If she heard them, then the young Slayer definitely heard them too. She could see it on Wendy’s face, so she quickly assured, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Ignore some mean girls. We’re here to have a good day, not to dwell on others who are jealous of how cute you are.”

Wendy giggled quietly, “Cute?”

“Very cute! My precious little Sky Dragon! Why don’t we play tag now, or hide-and-seek? Would you like that?”

“Hide an’ see!” Wendy squealed happily. 

“Alright! You wanna hide first, or do you wanna seek first?”

“See!”

“Alright! Close your eyes and count to 30 for me, okay?” Lucy took Wendy’s hands in her own, before placing them over her eyes. Once Wendy started counting, Lucy took off, hiding in a fairly easy spot where she could also keep an eye on her Little.

“9… 10… 11…”

“Hey!”

Wendy uncovered her eyes, blinking curiously. Lucy froze again, ‘Oh no..’ 

“Look at this little baby,” one of the girls from earlier said. Her friend giggled, just as nastily, “How old are you supposed to be? Why are you such a baby? Aren’t you embarrassed by this?”

Wendy’s eyes started welling up with tears as she tried sputtering out something, anything, to say, “Well.. It’s.. It’s fun.. And..”

“It’s fun? I know you did not just say that. What a gross little baby!” the girl pushed Wendy back.

Lucy, now standing behind the girls after storming over, cleared her throat rather aggressively. When they turned to look at her, she growled out, “Where. Are. Your. Parents?”

They tried to keep standing tall, but Lucy could see the nervousness in their eyes.

“And uhh.. who are you?” the first girl asked rudely. Lucy narrowed her glare.

“I mean, yeah, why do you enable this? It’s so weird!” the other girl said.

“Let me get one thing straight here. You will not. Bully. My. Little. Girl. Do you understand?” Lucy hissed. “Now, I’m going to give you a choice. You can either leave now, or I will find your parents and tell them exactly what you’ve been saying, understand?”

“Now hang on a minute-”

“I said, do you understand?” Lucy said, a little more forcefully.

“Yes ma’am..” they nodded.

“Good, now get out of here. Hopefully you have learned something from this,” Lucy walked past them, picking up Wendy.

Once the two girls were gone, Lucy gently booped Wendy’s nose, “Do you want to go back to playing?”

“No more hide an’ see..” Wendy murmured. 

Lucy couldn’t say she blamed her. In fact, she didn’t want to be away from her either. “No more hide and seek. I say we have a snack instead. What do you say?”

“Yes please!”

Lucy smiled.

[n0cturnaldeviant]

About me!

Hi! My name is Noct and I'm 20 and my pronouns are he/him, I am a heavy Dom leaning switch.

Experimenting with they/it, use it if you want

If you wish to use honorifics then Sir is fine. If I really get to know you then perhaps Daddy but otherwise please refrain from using it.

I am poly but NOT looking for new partners at the moment just kinky friends, flirting is ok though.

Dm's and asks are very much welcome! But please don't send me dick pics unsolicited(that shit is gross and I will clown you)

Reblogs very much appreciated <3

Kinks ✨

Bondage(giving), anal(giving and receiving), breeding, cnc,somno, hypno, petplay(pup for me, but I also like hucow for partners), corruption, blasphemy, cock/ass/tit worship, orgasm control, cum play,crossdressing,mommydom/gfd,marks,substances(weed, alcohol),body writing, latex, femboy/sissy, + more im probably forgetting

CONSENT IS IMPLIED WITH ALL POSTS

Limits ✨

Piss(squirting is ok), scat, eating disorder, mummification, fake doms, anything involving children or animals, general rudeness(just don't be a dick it's not hard) +others if you bring it up and I'm not ok I'll kindly let you know

Oh and IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 PLEASE GET THE FUCK OFF MY PAGE THAT SHIT IS WIERD.

This list is also subject to change if I remember stuff or if some other info y'all need to know pops up :)

Horny posts by me will be marked with #noctnsfw vs non horny #noctsfw and/or #noctrambles

If you read this far have a nice day 🪻💜

[wittybirthday]

Celebrating Sisters: Heartfelt and Funny Birthday Wishes

Sisters are special friends who know your secrets, share your laughter, and sometimes engage in playful competition. Their birthdays are an ideal time to express your feelings, but finding the right words can be tricky. This article offers simple and heartfelt birthday wishes to make your sister's day truly special.

Laugh and Love: Funny Birthday Wishes for Your Younger Sister

Understanding the Sisterly Bond

Having a sister is a unique mix of friendship, family love, and shared experiences. This deep connection creates a special understanding between you. Reflecting on these shared moments can inspire sweet and genuine birthday messages.

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice: Sweet Birthday Wishes for a Lovely Sister

Why Sharing Feelings on Her Birthday Matters

Birthdays celebrate life, growth, and the journey so far. Expressing your feelings on your sister's birthday shows the strength of your bond. Your words can make her day special and remind her of your unique relationship.

Express Love in Few Words: Short Birthday Wishes for Your Sister

Highlighting Your Unique Relationship

Your sister is not just family; she's a friend and supporter. Celebrating this special relationship with heartfelt wishes from the heart lets her know how much she means to you. Each birthday is a time to celebrate growing older together and remembering good times.

Deeply Moving: Touching Birthday Wishes for Your Sister

Top 200+ Quotes for Her Special Day

Your sister’s birthday is a time to celebrate your amazing connection. Use these heartfelt birthday wishes, blessings, and quotes to capture your relationship's essence. Here are over 200 messages to make your sister’s birthday unforgettable.

Happy Birthday to the sister who fills my life with love, laughter, and endless joy 🎉 May your day be as beautiful as your heart 💕

To the sister with a heart of gold 🌟 May your birthday be filled with warmth and love, just like you give to others 🎈

In short, you’ve been the best sister ever. Happy birthday ❤️

On your special day, know you’re not just my sister but also my best friend 🌼 Here’s to celebrating you! 🥳

Sisters like you are rare and precious 💎 May your birthday reflect the wonderful person you are 🌺

Celebrating You: Best Birthday Wishes for Your Beloved Sister

My crazy, loving, caring, and fun little sister, life without you would have been a crazy twister. Happy birthday 🤗

To the one who knows me inside out 🤗 Your birthday reminds me how grateful I am to have you in my life 🌹

Through every storm and sunshine, you’ve been my anchor ⚓️ Wishing you a birthday full of peace, happiness, and love ❤️

Though I don’t talk to you every day, you always remain the deepest core of my heart. Happy Birthday, Sister.🤗

Sister, your birthday is a celebration of your beautiful soul 🌙 May your day be as radiant as your spirit ✨

More Heartfelt Wishes

Having a sister like you is a daily gift 🎁 Wishing you a birthday that’s as special as you are to me 🍰

As we grow older, our bond only grows stronger 💪 Here’s to another year of shared memories 🥂 Happy Birthday!

To the sister who brightens my darkest days ☀️ May your birthday shine with love and positivity 🌈

Maybe you are growing up older every year, but to me, you’ll always remain my little loving sister. Have a Happy Birthday. ☀️

From My Heart: Heart Touching Birthday Wishes for a Sister Like No Other

Happy birthday, baby girl! You mean the world.

Here’s to the greatest sissy anyone could ask for! Have the best day.

Happy birthday, built-in bestie!

A very happy, sassy, classy birthday sis!

Happiest of birthdays to the girl who got me through childhood.

Closing Thoughts

Sisters fill your soul with sunshine and your heart with joy. Whether it's through laughter, shared memories, or heartfelt messages, celebrating your sister's birthday is about honoring the incredible bond you share. Happy birthday to the best sister anyone could ask for!

[zsissyschool101z]

Lesson 1

You're going to get changed. No girly clothing for the moment though, you don't deserve those just yet. I'm sure you can find something in your own wardrobe... Some tight pants maybe? Or just regular jeans could do, a girl can wear those too after all. Do you have a simple fitted t-shirt? Or maybe a nice clean buttoned shirt? If you have buttons, make sure you leave enough open to get you a decoleté. Anyway, the tighter, the better. And don't even think about wearing underwear, no more men ones for you during the lessons. Or at anytime if you are daring enough ;).

Now, go get dressed up, and let's continue.

Now, with one hand, feel your sissy breasts, caress them. Can you feel your nipples getting hard already? Once they are fully hard, you may use your other hand to rub that sissy clit of yours through you pants. And don't stop playing with your breasts. How does it feel? Speak louder, I couldn't hear you. Ahah. You will make such a sweet girl. Keep rubbing yourself until your clit is hard, then we will continue.

Hands off now. I hope you are getting used to rubbing your clit, cause that's all you will be allowed to do from now on. You won't be using it as a cock anymore and no more strocking either. If you need ideas, I suggest you caress only the head of your clit or rub it against a pillow. But these are just suggestions, I'm sure you could find other ways to masturbate in a girly fashion. Between sessions, you can masturbate whenever you want. But that's when you little notebook will come in handy. I want you to write down everything about your masturbation sessions. But we'll talk about it again after the session. You can resume to rubbing your clit now sweetheart. And we'll continue.

That's it, keep massaging you sissy clit, Pretty. If you really want to become a sissy, we should find you a girl name, don't we? Do you already have one in mind? I'd give you one myself, but I'm sure you'll find one that will suit yourself better. Take your time and choose wisely, it will be your name for your whold sissy life. Don't hesitate to look for names and meanings online, just keep one hand on your clit the whole time. Once your done, let me know...

So, what choice did you made? Come on, tell me out loud... « My sissy name is ... » Nice one. You're such a good girl. Now, let's make sure you don't forget your new identity any time soon. You may only take your hand of your clit when you really need it, but it goes back to massaging as quickly as possible. Clear? Take of your top and write down « My sissy name is... » on your chest. You're so pretty like that. You should take a picture, it will be a nice reminder of your condition sweetie.

Are you still rubbing your clit? If you're not, give a hard pinch to each nipple. Now might be a good time to start taking care of yoursissy hole, don't you think? Actually, it doesn't matter...I'm the one who decide for you there. Take off your pants now. And stop massaging your clit. Get yourself confortable and so that you can access you sissy hole easily. And keep you lube in handy. Ready?

I want you to trace circles around your hole, use a bit of lube for that. Go very slow. See this picture? That's what a sissy hole should looks like. Don't worry, we'll take all our time to get you there. I hope you're enjoying yourself... Use your other hand to tease the head of your clit. Just the head, don't you dare touching anything else.

Insert one finger in your hole. Come on, you know you want to little slut.

That's it, fuck yourself like that for a few minutes.

And don't stop rubbing your clit head.

Whisper to yourself about the sissy slut you are... That's it, let your imagination run free sweetie. Yes, that's it, say what a dirty minded sissy you are.

Now, make yourself edge once.

Are you enjoying yourself? Does you hole feels relaxed enough? Then insert a second finger and keep fucking yourself.

Once you are comfortable with two fingers, edge again.

Then do it with three fingers... If you can.

Don't hesitate to use lot of lube.

Once you're done with your third edge, keep fucking yourself for five minutes. And don't stop rubbing your clit!

[kringletheelf04]

A dream? (Chapter 5)

I wake up to the sound of soft snoring beside me. I wipe the crust from my eyes and turn to see Charlie curled up beside me. I gently toss the blanket off me and swing my legs of the bed. I reach for my glasses and place them onto my face. I look down and softly gasp. These are not my pajamas! At least not the ones I went to bed in last night. Suddenly I remember last night. I hope with all my might it was just a dream, but as I reach to check for the necklace, I am faced with the reality. My dad is Santa, I'm soulmates with an elf, and I'm now the face of Christmas spirit everywhere. Turning back to Charlie's sleeping form I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I rush to change before Charlie wakes. I can only pray dad doesn't get me killed.

"Sissy (y/n)!" Charlie practically catapults himself from my bed.

He attaches himself to my leg and tugs on the hem of my shirt. I notice just now that his pjs match mine I was wearing.

"Let's go wake up dad, then we can see what you got for Christmas!" I smile at him and he races off.

Moments later my dad is in the hallway, bed head and all.

Charlie grabs dad and my hand and practically drags us down the stairs to the tree.

Dad breaks off to start the coffee pot and pop some frozen waffles in the toaster. Charlie opens the presents at a rapid rate.

"(Y/n)! There's a gift for you under here!" Charlie calls to me from the tree.

"What? A gift for me?" I scrunch my face and drag my feet to the tree.

There is a present under there! Plaid wrapping paper encase a medium sized box, tied with a red bow. My eyes search for the name tag, finding it in the right hand corner. The from spot is signed with the name Bernard. I gentle undo the ribbon and tear the paper off. I open the box to see -my onesie? And a bag? I unfold the onesie to see that it has been patched where it got torn when we went down those chimneys. Also my name is now embroidered onto the right breast. I pick up the bag and look inside. A note is stuck to the inside pocket of it. It reads "(y/n), I know you probably don't think last night was real. So I thought I would give you something that will help you understand the magic of Christmas. This bag will have whatever you need whenever you need it. I'll be checking in with you soon! -Bernard, Head elf at the North Pole."

"What did you get (y/n)?!" Charlie bounces on his knees next to me.

"Nothing buddy, uh, just my onesie is patched up now." I hurriedly blurt out, hoping he'll buy it. And he does.

"Aww! Maybe Bernard can get you something better next year!" Charlie suggests.

I whip my head around to him and grab his forearm "Where do you know that name from?"

"The North Pole, remember?! Dads the new Santa and you're the spirit of Christmas!" Charlie's now wide eyed.

Suddenly I hear a knock on the front door. Dad walks over and opens it and Laura is standing there. Charlie rushes over and hugs her.

"Did you have a good time with your father?" Laura asks, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"Great time! The best!" Charlie hops up and down.

"Oh, ho, Scott. Nice P.J.s. Very festive. Where'd you get them?" Laura sarcastically smiles.

"Judy gave them to him mom!" Charlie beams.

"Judy? Really?" Laura squints.

"Up at the North Pole!" Charlie grins.

"Ah, one of Santa's helpers!" Laura nods.

" Last night, we went with the flying reindeer. It was really neat, Mom. Dad was Santa, and Larry showed me the workshop. And (y/n) is now the spirit of Christmas. They found their soulmate Bernard at the pole. He's an elf with curly hair and a green hat!" Charlie spews out.

"Gee, thanks for keeping his feet on the ground." Laura grits out.

"You bet." Dad sighs.

"Honey, you go wait in the car for a minute, okay? I'll be right there." Laura tells Charlie.

"Bye! Thanks for a great night at the North Pole!" Charlie says as he trots away.

"What have you and your crazy kid been telling him?!" Laura asks pointedly.

"First off, they aren't crazy! Secondly, I had this really strange dream, I must have told him about it." Dad defends us.

I then rush out the door to the car that's waiting outside.

"How'd I get the necklace?" I ask Charlie.

"I told you, Bernard gave it to you! At the North Pole!" Charlie shakes his hands at me.

"The North Pole?" Neil questions.

"Yeah, dad is the new Santa! The regular Santa fell off the roof, and Dad put on the suit. Then (y/n) put on the hat! They're the new spirit of Christmas!" Charlie practically yells at Neil.

"Charlie, (y/n) hates Christmas. How could they be the spirit of Christmas?" Neil levels with Charlie.

"Bernard said that if they don't, both of them will die!" Charlie cries out.

"We will talk about this at home Charlie." Laura glares holes into me.

They drive off with Charlie sputtering about the pole. We make our way back inside. When inside I slide my shoes and coat off.

"It's just a dream. Stuff like that doesn't happen." Dad says, reassuring himself more than me.

"I don't know dad..." I start as he cuts me off.

"Come on (y/n)! Not you too now!" Dad says exasperated.

"You have to admit it's an awful coincidence we had the same dream. And then woke up in different clothes than we went to bed in." I follow him into the kitchen.

"That's what it was! Just a coincidence!" Dad pours himself a cup of coffee, nearly spilling it everywhere with his shaking.

"What about the tattoo!?" I snatch the mug from his hand. "I've gone my entire life with a name on my wrist and no one can ever explain it! What if this is it?!"

"I don't know! But this isn't normal!" He takes the coffee back and downs it in a gulp.

"Nothing's been normal since mom died! I'm not happy about leaving everything either, but it's what she would have wanted!" Tears cloud my vision.

Dad pulls me into a tight embrace.

He rubs circles into my back and I sob harder.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, let's just take things slow. Even if it did happen. I can't just quit my job!" He hugs me even tighter, if that's even possible.

"Ok dad, I'm going back to bed." I trudge back upstairs.

Falling onto my bed I think to myself. What has dad gotten us into now?