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[sodatonic]

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[starlighttsv]

Paige Bueckers x reader going to a store and participating in Angel tree’s

Day 2

Angel Tree - p.b

Sum: adopting kids off the angel tree and giving them the best Christmas ever

Warnings: fluff

Pair: Paige x gf!reader

Wc: 1.2k

My masterlist

“Jacob, 5 years old likes Spider-Man, Batman, Iron Man, coloring books, books, and doing arts & crafts. Wants a basketball and basketball hoop. Needs all clothes and winter gear, + shower soaps, a toothbrush and toothpaste.” You read off to Paige “Alright let’s add him too, pick one more” Paige says taking the angel tag from you and putting it with the other four.

You look around the tree looking at all the tags wishing you could give all of them the Christmas they deserve but you know you can’t. Two tags stuck out to you the most so you grabbed them and walked back over to Paige.

“I can’t pick between these two so you need to choose.” You start making Paige nod “Lila, 4 years old likes Hello Kitty, Barbie, baby dolls, Disney princesses, drawing, and Stitch. Wants a baby doll and a stuffed animal. Needs shoes and clothes” you then put that tag behind the other one and start reading the second one “Taylor, 16 years old likes skincare, makeup, hair accessories, Taylor Swift, reading, listening to music, volleyball, and basketball. Wants either cds and a cd player or vinyls and a vinyl player. Needs clothes, walking shoes, basketball shoes, and all hygiene products” you then looked up at Paige “which one?” You ask

She just walks towards you and takes both tags and puts them in the cart with the others “wha-“ you cut yourself off “I thought we were only doing 6?” You say running up to Paige to catch up with her since she started pushing the cart in the direction of the clothes “and now we’re doing 7” she says with a cheeky smile that you shake your head fondly at “but I will say we didn’t think this far ahead, this carts not gonna be big enough for 7 kids” Paige continues

You look at her then the cart and before you can say anything she cuts in “you go start getting clothes for either the boys or the girls and I’m gonna go get another cart” she says passing off the cart to you and walking off all before you could say anything

You push the cart to the closest clothes area which happens to be girls and women’s. They all need coats so you grab the correct size and design you think matches each kid and decide to start with the teenagers then work your way to the kid section. Paige comes back with another cart while you’re making your way to the kid section after getting quite a bit of clothes for the 2 girl teenagers. “Is that all the girls or just the teenagers?” Paige asks walking up to you with the cart

“Just the teenagers, I’m making my way to the kid’s section now. Why?” You replied looking up at Paige, she shakes her head and says “nothing, I was just thinking we could split up for the clothes to make this go faster, I can do the boys while your getting the rest of the girls.” You nod “yeah that could work, I’ll come over to you if I get done before you.” Paige nods saying she’ll do the same and then started walking towards the boys and men section while you continue your way to the girls section.

After you and Paige both got a lot of clothes for the kids you both decided to get the other necessities next getting all sorts of soaps, hygiene products, shoes, socks, hats, scarfs, gloves, and ear muffs. “Alright I think we can start with the wish list and like list now” Paige says stopping the cart and looking at the boys wishlist items again, making you do the same “I need to get a basketball & hoop, headphones & either an iPad or iPhone, and a pair of basketball shoes & dunks” Paige reads off

“I need a baby doll & a stuffed animal, art supplies, cds & cd player or vinyls & vinyl player, and dystopian book’s & romance books” you read off “Were kinda all over the store with this one” Paige says chuckling a little making you giggle and nod “Do you wanna split up for this one too? Should we just get everything off their list separately and meet up somewhere?” You ask making Paige look at her lists “yeah probably I think there are only like 3 aisles that we both need stuff from off of all these lists.” Paige starts thinking about how you guys should do this “Alright yeah let’s split up and get everything off the lists and meet up in the candy aisle. If you need me call me.” She continues, you nod agreeing with her telling her to also call if needed.

After around a hour and a half you start making your way to the candy aisle. You got a lot of stuff and some extra things that you think they will really like - for the baby doll you also got accessories and baby furniture, for the Barbie’s you also got the dream house, you got Taylor a vinyl player with all Taylor Swift vinyls + some vinyls of artists you think she’ll like, SOOO many books, and that’s not even all of it, there is still a bunch more of what you got.

Finally making it to the candy aisle you see Paige with her cart just as full as yours “hey babe” you say walking up to her making her look up from her phone “hey princess, you ready to checkout?” You just nod and you guys start making your way to the only area that doesn’t have long lines currently and also surprisingly - self checkout.

You and Paige both go to the only open one, with Paige letting you go first and handing you stuff for you to scan to make it easier.

When it’s time to pay you grab your wallet and get your card ready to pay, then you hear the confirmation ding making you look at Paige - standing with her phone out and grabbing the receipt “seriously? P I was gonna pay, you didn’t have to do that.” You whine out

“I wanted to do it. “ she starts then continues before you could say anything “Just let me spoil you with no complaints PLEASE” she draws the please out making you roll your eyes with a small smile on your face “Technically you’re not spoiling me, your spoiling those girls.” You say smartly making Paige smack her lips together and side eye you while putting your shopping bags in your cart “Ok well technically I’m spoiling both you and those girls because now you still have 3,798 in your bank account and their getting everything on their Christmas lists. It’s a win-win-win situation” she says with a cheeky grin

“Win-win-win situation?” You mumble under your breath “yes a win-win-win situation, what about it?” Paige sasses starting to scan all her stuff, you just shake your head and put your hands up in mock surrender “nothing” Paige just side eyes you again. Once she was done scanning and you guys fought over who payed (she cheated and payed with Apple Pay while she was pushing you back from putting your card in) you and Paige turned the gifts and tags in to where you were supposed to and then exited the store “lunch on me?” Paige suddenly asks while you guys were walking to the car making you side eye her this time.

[dirtypr0mises]

I MISS YOU , IM SORRY ⋆ — b. eilish

in which; — you were tired of the confusing situation you and billie were in , i mean come on , you and billie would sometimes flirt , sometimes be bestfriends , sometimes hate eachother & make eachother jealous , some messy make out sessions , late night fun , only texting you after 11 some days and one or two drunken confessions . so you decided to walk out of this toxic , pointless.. you don’t even know what to call it . but billie wanted to show you what you really meant to her , i mean actions speak louder than words , right ?

billie eilish x fem!reader

cw: mean billie , makeout sesh , mentions of drinking , mentions of sexual intercourse , two women loving eachother (scaring the homophobes away)

yapyap: this is my first time writing on tumblr bare w me plsss

you and billie were right in the middle of kissing, and your shirt was almost off. a call brightened the screen of billies phone which caused the both of you to look down, ‘madeline’s name ran across the screen, the name of her previous situationship, who’d been brought up every now and then. billie hurriedly, but softly pushed you away, grabbing the phone and answering, standing up.

“hey, mads” she said, making your eyes jolt up to hers. mads was a nickname she only ever used when her and madeline were talking again. weird.

“oh really? mm i’ll be there soon” she smiled and hung up the phone, leaving her confused. “gotta run, i have something to take care of” she said, barely making eye contact. you didn’t see the smirk on her face when she turned around and left, not even putting her shoes on, but you knew she had smirked.

you made sure that as soon as she got back, you were on your way out. and so you did, you had everything in your hand, and the hello kitty key she had made for you was on the dresser by the apartment entrance.

your heart beat was practically reaching the other side of the door as you heard the door unlock, and you had starting walking out the apartment as soon as she finished walking in

“baby, where are you headed?” she slurred, she was drunk. you could smell it. she looked at you, eyebrows furrowed, confused as if she didn’t just hook up with her ex situationship

you scoffed, shaking your head. “i don’t know, but probably far away from your place” you said, continuing to walk. she was still confused. pathetic

“but why?” she asked, grabbing your hand, in which you yanked your hand back. “you just fucked madeline and your asking me why i’m leaving? i’m done with whatever we are, billie! i’m tired of this!” you said, your eyes now glossy.

“we’re just friends, my bad if you thought anything different” she laughed a little, putting her hands up mockingly

“and that’s your problem” and with that you left

that was 3 months ago, you’d move on with your life. i mean yea you did think of her sometimes, but you were tired of whatever was going on between you two.

just then, you received a call from an unknown number, but you’d recognized the number because the last 3 digits were 222, yalls lucky number. you looked at your phone wide eyed.

you picked up, like an idiot. “hello?” you said, and then you heard the voice you dreaded hearing. “hey.”

it was a quick phone call, all she said was “please come to my apartment, maybe for like 5 minutes, that’s all i need” and all you said was “why so you can just fu- nevermind, i’m on my way” you said and hung up

and then you were on the way, hands shaking as you gripped the steering wheel, and when you looked out the passenger window, you saw her apartment. you took two deep breaths and walked into the apartment, going up to her floor, and knocking on the door.

she answered the door, you looked at her and she looked at you, your eyes met hers, you were actually looking at her. “hi, billie” you said, and she let you in

you paced around, and she just looked confused. “sit down” she said, and you sat down beside her, but there was enough room for someone to sit between yall.

“im sorry, my love. seriously so sorry. i know what i said that night was fucked up, but i seriously didn’t mean it.”

you didn’t know what to say, but then you remembered fully all that happened. “that doesn’t take back that you let her disrupt the time we were having, just so you can go touch and fuck on her.”

she nodded, fidgeting with her rings. when she fidgeted with her rings she craved to touch you. you looked down at her hand and when you looked back up, she was looking at you straight in the eyes. “please” she whispered, looking at your hands. you couldn’t help it, you slowly grabbed her hand and put it in your lap, holding it.

“i’m so sorry beautiful, we can just be friends if you want, but i feel so lost in life without you.” she spoke in a quiet, but convincing tone.

“how’d you go so long without talking to me then, why didn’t you reach out sooner?” you said, tears threatening to fall, and when one did, she reached her other hand out to wipe your tear. “because i felt like you’d been so much happier without me”

the truth was, you didn’t. you barely thought about her but when you did, she flooded your mind dangerously. you just didn’t know how quickly you could forgive her.

after a moment of silence, she spoke again. “i promise to never ever leave you, and to always treat you well, cross my heart” she said with a small smile, putting out her pinkie.

promising and crossing your heart was one thing between yall, but pinkie promises? that was the thing you two were known for.

you locked your pinkie with hers, kissing your end of the promise as she did hers. and that was the start of something beautiful.

moments later you were a lot closer. she had looked at your lips and you looked at hers, and yalls lips joined together, not in a steamy, sexual way, but in a way of understanding, and in a way that joined you two together, forever.

‘everywhere i go leads me back to you.’

[madam-kumo]

J-Street Fashion Banners/Moodboards

Kogal Gyaru A street fashion very influenced by 80's - Y2k fashion in the west. This fashion involves bright tans, blonde hair, and doll-like eyes. This specific substyles of Gyaru is extremely common with teens in Japan as it allows them to wear Gyaru but still wear their uniforms. There are many more exaggerated form of Gyaru like Agejo, Tropical Gyaru, and Hime. This style is most commonly known for being the exact opposite to Japanese beauty standards at the time.

Sweet Lollita

A Japanese street fashion most commonly associated with Rococo and Victorian clothing. Its most well known for its very lacy and ruffled trims and extremely ornate patterns (usually ranging from sweets to cute animals). Also, please note that the fashion has no association with the novel of the same name and the same name is merely a coincidence. Other substyles of Lollita includes, from goth to punk to the very ornate Hime Lollita. This fashion style is all about the desexualization of femininity and appealing to your inner fancy princess.

Visual Kei Visual Kei or V-Kei is most well known for its music because of their association and similarities to western goth music. Visual Kei is actually referred to as a branch of the umbrella term "Goth" and its most popular influences are bands like Malice Mizer and Dadaroma. Visual Kei, like Gyaru, has seen a boom in popularity because of the comebacks of 2000's fashion and the acceptance of alternative styles. Visual Kei is most noticeable by the multiple black layers along side dramatic hairstyles and makeup. The most popular substyles of V-Kei are Eroguro-Kei, Tanbi Kei, and Angura Kei. This style is all about visual dramaticism, hence the name, and creative expression.

Decora-Kei

Decora fashion is most well known for its visually bright and very colored style. This style involves kid-like fashion but times ten. Most Decora wear extremely bright or bold colors and eye catching clothing and multiple accessories. Many Decora's describe themselves as "Straight out of a Lisa Frank coloring book" and they show that influence in their extremely bold and flashy style. Decora's generally wear bright tennis shoes or platforms with multiple pieces of jewelry and hairpieces. Common themes are kid's shows, hello kitty, and rainbows. This style is meant to appeal to appeal to your inner child and be as eye catching as possible.

Menhera (Trigger Warning for mentions of Self-harm, suicide, mental illness, and general gore themes.)

Menhera is mostly well known for its art work and media that slowly influenced into a fashion type. Menhera's are usually wear medical related things like bandages, pill themes, and paying a bit of homage to nurse or school girl uniforms. This style is usually colored with hot pinks, pastel colors, white, and lavender. The most noticeable part of this fashion is the implications of self-harm with bandages on the wrists and thighs and a boxcutter; this is seen a lot on a popular character named Menhera Chan. This style's purpose is to bring awareness to mental health and the importance of it because of Japan's high suicide rate.

Mori Kei

Mori Kei is a street fashion centered around cottage living and as if living in a forest. Mori Kei consists of blouses, green ruffled skirts, and general "nature-like" fashion. This style is most commonly associated with "Cottage-Core", which is a western subtype of this fashion as Mori Kei really took off in 2009 while Cottage-Core became popular in mostly the 2020's. Mori Kei focuses on naturality, like a lack of overly expressive makeup and more toned down clothing that less visually eye-catching but no less beautiful. Mori Kei is also centered around hobbies from sewing, to reading, to even photography.

Sukeban

A Japanese style that got incredibly popular in the 70's when a movement started to stop the overly strict school systems for women. Girls began to do the same as males, sitting "unladylike" and making ugly faces in pictures, and began to intimidate teachers. These women first began changing their uniforms, making them longer and wearing unauthorized accessories, as a form of protest. This style was very looked down upon and still is today because of its association with gangs and violence. However, this style has slowly but surely grown in popularity due to social media, manga, and a popular Japanese movie called Sukeban Deka. This style is centered around the empowerment of women and to fight back against social and gender norms.

[tranzbich]

I’m hoping to raise both my children up to learn to love the BNWO. Me and my ex wife have a son and daughter. We had them before we both got very into BNWO. That’s when she started getting with bbc and eventually left me to be with our bull. I hope my children see it was what is normal type thing. Like I’m happy it normalizing it for them. I’m even starting to feminize myself for black men. Do you have any suggestions of what else I can do to support the BNWO? 

How wonderful for you! Your ex is having great sex and hopefully making some half siblings for your kids. They will also learn and understand their places in BNWO society, with your daughter dating Black Men and your son knowing he has to avoid contact with the girls he may interact with sometimes. If he mentions a girl to you be sure to explain that she's really beautiful and is most likely with a Black Boy, so he shouldn't bother her. Talk about feminine subjects as often as possible, like pretty clothes and shoes, hello kitty and Taylor Swift. Mention how Black Men are so much more masculine than most white men, and how women are attracted to that kind of masculinity that you and he can never have. I'm proud of you and hope this helps you shape his future as part of the BNWO.

[gojosatoruhumper]

Kinktober 2024 day 9

Rohan Kishibe x reader | praise kink

Prompt: Rohan invited bimbo reader to help him write his new style manga.

Warnings: praise kink, thigh riding, bimbo reader, squirting, blow job

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You and Rohan were always close due to your parent's always leaving you at his house, and when you grew a little older they left you two alone, without your babysitter. You never was the brightest, which at first pissed off Rohan a lot, but he got used to it after a while. He didn't quite have friends in school except you, and always stood up for you if you got picked on. As you got older you started becoming more attractive, wearing the shortest pink skirts with your makeup always done. When you would come over at Rohan's he would be catching sneak peeks of your pink thongs, asking to pick something up for him when in reality he was just taking advantage of you like that.

He never took an interest in other women, why would he? He had the girl that would do anything for him. He always gave you previews of his new mangas, you were his number one supporter.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

You woke up from your nap to a call, looking at the hello kitty clock on your night stand that read 9.24PM. The caller read ''Rohan♡'' which immediately woke you up. ''Hiii'' you say with a sleepy voice. ''Hello Y/N'' ''Can you come over? I'm drawing a new manga but I can't get the angles right, I need you to pose for me'' he said calmly. Which was weird, his drawings where always on point, drawn with such detail. But of course you didn't even bat an eye. ''Of course babe'' you say, already getting up from your bed, heading to the bathroom to get ready. You always called him babe, you liked the nickname. ''Be there at fifteen'' you say over the phone, hanging up.

You fixed up your makeup, picking out an outfit. You went with a pink mini skirt that matched your hello kitty crop-top. Along with that you put on some accessories, putting on your favourite heels. After looking at the mirror one last time you finally left your house to Rohan's which wasn't far away.

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You go inside without knocking, taking off your shoes and heading to Rohan's writing room. He was sitting in his chair, focused on the paper until he heard you come in, focus shifting to you. He had a noticeable bulge that of course went unnoticed by you. You walked over to him while he was sitting, hugging him with your tits in his face. ''Hiii'' you purr, sitting on the empty space on the table. Your skirt was so short that Rohan could see your lace thong. ''What are you drawing'' you ask cutely with your legs swinging.

''A new manga'' ''I'm trying a different style'' he said, relaxing more, man spreading his legs. ''Oooo'' you say interested.

''But I'm having a little trouble with the anatomy and angles'' he says resting his hands on the hand rests on the chair and looking up at you. ''Yeah? I can help with whatever'' you say excitedly. ''Good, I know I can count on you Y/n'' he said smirking. ''Can you get on the sofa for me?'' he asked. You quickly got up going to the small sofa he had in the room. ''What now'' you asked him. ''Take off your shirt Y/n'' he now half demanded, the boner getting even more hard then before. ''I need to see your full body for this'' he explained, not raising a concern for you,

You took off your crop top, throwing it at Rohan who was met with your sweet perfume that he loved. He placed it carefully on his lap. ''Now get on all fours'' he said again, looking carefully at you. ''Okay Rohan'' you immediately oblige, getting on your hands and knees. ''Perfect just like that'' he said turning to his paper, drawing you with no problem. He could've drew you like this from memory, he had your body imprinted in his mind.

He looked at you again, your tits sitting perfectly in your matching lace bra. He could cum only looking at you. ''Now arch your back a little'' he said, gripping his pencil. As you arched your back he could see your ass perfectly with the mirror he put beside the sofa, he planned this.

''Hm.'' he said to himself. ''Come here'' he said not turning away from the paper. You happily came over to him with a smile. ''Get on your knees'' he said to you. ''Okay'' you obliged once again. He stood up unbuckling his belt, taking his pants as well as his boxers off sitting down. You stared at him a little confused. ''Now suck my dick'' he said with a serious face. ''Hm..?' you hum at him ''I need the best and accurate angles Y/n, it's okay'' he explained. ''What if I do it wrong?' you questioned him, not wanting to ruin his manga.

You never sucked anyone off before, only a hand job for Rohan when you were curious and he was happy to teach you how it worked. You had a couple of boyfriends before, but they always ghosted you after telling Rohan about them. Which made you sad but of course Rohan was always there to comfort you.

''No you won't, I know you will do good, you can be a good girl for me right?'' he said looking down at you. ''Okay Rohan I trust you'' you looked up at him with puppy eyes, getting closer to his erect cock. ''Start with the tip'' he said starting to draw the scene on the paper. When your lips met his dick he couldn't help but moan. ''Take it all'' he said, one hand going down to grab your hair while he was drawing with the other.

You shoved his whole dick down your throat, tears swelling in your eyes. You didn't want to upset him so you didn't stop, waiting for him to continue telling you what to do. ''Now bop your head like this'' he started guiding your head on his dick, pace starting slow but increasing. He left go of your hair, hand going on the table, fist closed. ''Yeah just like that, you're such a good girl for me'' the praise made you aroused, a wet patch forming on your thong.

He couldn't miss this moment, drawing it quickly with much detail. With you looking up with your puppy eyes he couldn't last long. His hand's went to your hair, moving your face off his dick. His cum shot at your face and chest, drying. ''Did I do good?'' you asked him, making sure you satisfied him. ''Yes, perfect'' he looked over at the papers on the table. Something else was missing. And also he didn't want to leave you hanging like this. ''Get up here, sit on my lap'' he said patting his lap. You did as he asked, quickly sitting on him. ''Now hump my thigh'' he demanded.

You were good with humping. You spent countless nights humping your pillows, may or may not imagining it was Rohan most of the time.

You slowly started humping him until he spoke ''Faster Y/n''. You did as told, getting more friction, holding on to him for support. You started to moan loudly, closing your eyes. ''Be a good girl, look at me'' you opened your eyes, his meeting yours. Your face was stained with his bodily fluids. Tits bouncing covered in it also. He was drawing everything, not even breaking eye contact. ''R-rohan can I cum now?'' you asked nicely in between moans. ''Yeah, you were doing so good, how couldn't I let you?'' he replied, now looking at your tits. As he said that you squirted on him, staining your thong, his thighs and even his shirt he was wearing.

You giggled at him, pecking his lips. You loved giving him kisses - lips, cheeks anywhere. You did that in public too, often people getting confused about you two dating, Rohan's fangirls getting jealous of you.

''Wanna stay the night?' he asked you, one hand around your waist. ''Yeah of course, we can watch that movie I was talking about!!'' you said excitedly.

[asbestos4president]

Hamuel Burger and the American Dream episode 4 trancript

Episode title: Indeterminance Night and the Mercurial Vision (audiobook part one)

Patty: How about this?

Indie: So you're wearing a minecraft hoodie. Puke green cargo shorts. A tamagotchi necklace permanently stuck on the death screen. And on your head is a baseball cap with the text "the only thing I love more than chess is being an aunt". 

Patty: It's funny cause I'm not an aunt! 

Indie: I love it, I really do, but I'm just worried the Australian Prime Minister will see your outfit and not be able to avoid falling in love at first sight. That's how the Trojan war started! Another Trojan War would ruin my vacation!

Patty: You don't have to worry about that. I would never let a horse inside my home. In fact, I'm very afraid of horses. They have this permanently disappointed expression that always reminds me of my mother. Have you ever noticed that?

Indie: Fair. You know we didn't have to go to a thrift store to get you clothes, right? You are currently one of the richest women in America.

Patty: Which is exactly why we had to go to that thrift store! Look at all the bargains I got. Here's a mug that says "I Heart Root Canals!" Here's Glee: The Board Game! Here's a sock I lost back in 2014! I needed to buy all of this for my emotional wellbeing.

Wait, you're not mad, right? I know you weren't exactly your husband's biggest fan, but I get it if you don't want me spending his money on- have I shown you this one? It's a toaster that prints Hello Kitty on your breakfast! Yeah. Sorry. I'll ask if they have a return policy.

Indie: Actually, I think we can salvage this. Just put one of my blazers on over your hoodie and we can call it business casual. If anyone asks what business you're trying to be casual about, run.

Patty: Not the blazer! I don't want to look like Hillary Clinton.

Indie: Oh, honey. Hillary Clinton wouldn't be caught dead in those shoes. Now get out of here! Scram! Pokemon Go to the golf course! I love you.

Patty: What?

Indie: What? That was an exceedingly normal thing for the first lady to say to her wife. In fact, it would be highly suspicious if you didn't say it back.

Patty: Oh. Um. I love you too!

Indie: Oh, you love me? Embarrassing. I'm going to hold a press conference to tell everyone, and they're all going to point and laugh. 

Patty: Ugh. 

Ah, wait. Just one thing before I go. So I had this stack of letters… I usually keep them with me, but I can't find them. I'm really worried they were in that bag we threw out. If you have time to look through our stuff to see if they're there, that would be nice. They're really important to me.

Indie: Okay, love you, bye!

Patty: Nice try. If you find those letters, maybe I'll say it back!

[door closing]

(quieter, to herself)

Oh my god. Was that smooth? That felt smooth. Haha! I am a romance wizard!

Judith the Butler: Is Mrs. The President ready for her private jet to the golf course?

Patty: Ah! Judith! You scared me. Have you been here the whole time?

Judith (over creepy sfx): I have been here since before the world began and I shall remain here long after it ends, sweeping up the ashes in preparation for the next species of sentient life to find themselves in need of a butler. I see all and I know all, but what I see is none of my concern and what I know is none of yours. Does Mrs. The President have any further questions?

Patty: Many!

Judith the Butler: Good. Allow me to escort you to your ride. 

[scene change signified by music change to Mysterious Jazz]

Indie: Indeterminance Night and the Mercurial Vision, book the first. Based on a true story. Dedicated to Dr. Medulla O'Blongata, who said my work was derivative. Look at me now, bitch! Please call me if you read this. I miss us. 

Chapter the first.

Sitting alone on her bed, Space Baroness Indeterminance Night found herself conveniently reflecting on the events that had brought her up to this point. She had been but the Baron's lowly wife before a dashing assassin burst into their bedchambers and vanquished him with a laser sword. 

"Oh my," Indeterminance said, for she was wearing only her bedtime spacesuit, which was lacy and diaphanous but in a sort of futuristic way.

That was when the assassin had removed their helmet to reveal a torrent of violet hair. The most beautiful woman Indeterminance had ever seen was standing in her bedroom, and she made a mental note to introduce her to a better brand of conditioner. 

"My lady," said the assassin, dropping to one knee and taking Indeterminance's hand in her own. Indeterminance couldn't help but notice her sultry Space Australian accent. "My lady, I have come to save you from this wretched fate, for tales of your intellect and beauty have spread throughout the galaxy, and I knew I could not rest until I had you for my own."

"Aha!" Said Indeterminance. "Wait until the groupchat hears about this! They all said I needed to lower my standards because I would never find a hot butch space knight. Fools, the lot of them, and lacking in whimsy, too!"

"I must leave you now," said the assassin, her wide brown orbs clouded by sorrow, "for I have to fight off the guards. Would you do me the great favour of disposing of the body?."

"Anything!" gasped Indeterminance. "But what is your name, beautiful stranger? Will I ever see you again?"

"My name is Petroleum Hotdog. I have hidden seven letters around the space palace. If you collect them all, you shall find within the secret code by which to summon me. Until then, farewell, my love!"

"Like Slenderman!"

"This story is set on planet Mercury. I don't know who that is."

Then Petroleum vanished in a gust of violet petals, and Indeterminance was left holding only her right glove, still warm. She shook her head, dispelling any thoughts that might distract her from her mission, and slung the baron's corpse over her shoulder. Her biceps were large and hauntingly beautiful. She scuttled through the space palace, careful not to knock over any of the baron's space vases in which he kept clippings of rare space plants like dandelions and spinach. Under the sounds of fighting outside, she was able to make her way to the doors of the kitchen. They were wooden, a reminder of the planet humans had fled from long ago, and though Indeterminance had never seen a tree in person, the sight of them filled her with nostalgia. She pushed the doors gently, and-

Judith: Mrs. First Lady. What are you doing in the hotel kitchen, if I may ask?

Indie: Uhm.

(back into reading mode)

The space butler! There was no way she could tell them her secret plan to put the Baron's corpse in a blender and feed him to her pet asteroid, Cousin Rockmorton. They would never understand!

Judith: A blender, you say.

Indie: No! I just got lost looking for the hotel pool. Can you point me to it? And let the staff know that the first lady is in there and wishes to remain undisturbed.

Judith: Of course, ma'am.

Indie: Phew!

(back to reading mode)

Her plan having worked effortlessly, Indeterminance set forth for the space palace gardens, which were mostly full of rocks. Space fact: space has a lot of rocks in it. At the centre of the garden was a crater filled with clear blue water, a man made pool heated and dyed to mimic a geothermal spring. She dipped a finger in and tasted it. Chlorine and food colouring. This pool was the crown jewel of the garden, for though it was neither large nor deep, being able to afford decorative water on Mercury was a powerful status symbol. She positioned the baron's body at its side, ready to push him in. Surely he had just been staring at his reflection in the water when he lost his balance and fell.

Judith: I've brought refreshments for you and your companion, ma'am. I do hope I'm not intruding.

Indie: Gah! 

[splash]

My… Companion?

Judith: Yes, your gentleman friend. I can't quite make out his face under the… Is his skin rotting?

Indie: None of my friends are gentlemen, Judith! You know very well that I only associate with harlots and scoundrels. This is just my inflatable liferaft, and it has a skin condition that it's extremely sensitive about.

Judith: My apologies. I shall sit here and perform lifeguard duty as per section 46 of the Good Butler's Guide to Butlering Goodly, Swimsuit Edition. Look, it even has a centrefold containing a diagram of the proper technique by which to build a construction code appropriate sandcastle. In full colour! How very salacious.

Indie: You know, Judith, I suddenly feel rather too cold to swim. I may retire indoors. Is there a fireplace in this hotel at all? Do you think it may need topping up? I have acquired a rare and beautiful piece of kindling that looks like a dead man and smells like a dead man, but has been certified by several coroners to be a log. No need to look too closely.

Judith: There is a fireplace in the dining room, ma'am, however-

Indie: Say no more! I'm off!

(back to reading mode)

So there she was, Space Baroness Indeterminance Night, stalking through the palace like the mighty tigers of yore. Rather than an antelope, her prey was that most elusive beast: the fireplace! 

Writing fact: there are no tigers in space, but I couldn't think of another simile. 

Space fact: Well, actually, space is famously very large, so there could totally be space tigers out there somewhere, chilling. You're just not cool enough to be invited to their parties. 

Indie fact: Now I'm thinking about all the space tiger parties I haven't been invited to, and it's making me sad.

(out of reading mode)

Oh, there's the fireplace! 

(into reading mode)

She approached it trepidatiously, for it could attack at any moment, but all it did was hum quietly and loop the same gif of the platonic ideal of a fire. Gently, as she was a little sorry despite herself, Indeterminance placed the body down and turned her face away. However, instead of the scent of burning flesh reaching her nose, there was only 

(out of reading mode)

- is that seaweed?

Judith: 'tis merely my cologne, ma'am. It's supposed to be elegant and sensual, yet dangerous and masculine.

Indie: You smell like a dead jellyfish.

Judith: Elegant and sensual, yet dangerous and masculine. I came to inform you that this fireplace is electric, so you may have to find some other method by which to dispose of your government certified log. 

Indie: God. Alright. Well, I suddenly feel the need to perform a governmental inspection of the hotel garbage shoot in accordance with current health and safety standards. You know, making sure it's in good enough working order to transport large, cadaverous, formerly presidential items, just as a random example.

Judith (over creepy sfx): You needn't worry. I already tested the strength of the rubbish shoot this morning by tossing down the head chef of this hotel after he tried to serve you eggs that were one degree too cold. He's still in one piece, but so are airpods after you accidentally run them through the washing machine. 

Indie: I see. Are we paying you for these inspections, Judith?

Judith: Oh, no, I do it for the love of our glorious nation.

Indie: Alright, I'll hide this corpse the old fashioned way- with a shovel and a dream. You must have a shovel and a dream in you somewhere, Judith. Please?

Judith: I own no shovel, and I haven't had a dream in years. What's this about a corpse?

Indie: It was here that Indeterminance was confronted with a choice that would change her life forever. Could she trust the butler with the knowledge of her crime? Between her saintly dead mother, her neglectful father and her two horrible step sisters, Rutabaga and Trout, the only one left to raise her had been the butler. They had brushed her hair, tied her laces, soothed her when she cried… If she could not trust this one person, she could trust nobody at all. And yet, still she hesitated.

Judith: You hired me two weeks ago, ma'am. You're paying me ten dollars an hour.

Indie: Fine. Whatever. Just go ahead and ruin my narrative suspense, why don't you. Here's the deal: the president is dead. I replaced him with a purple-haired bisexual woman who wears sandals with socks and is overly passionate about moving horses around in some ancient boardgame. I feel pretty good about this decision. Now, are you going to help me hide his body, or am I going to have to hide yours as well?

Judith: Oh, the president? I've been trying to kill that fucker for years. Pass him over.

[thump]

Thank you. I shall wrap him up and dispose of him discreetly. Like a tampon!

Indie: It's that easy?

Judith: You're rich, you can kill whoever you want. Would you like a lemonade? 

Indie: But Indeterminance had no time to partake in the sweet juice of the lemon, for one more mystery remained to be solved: where were the seven secret love letters of Petroleum Hotdog? She checked the kitchens, the bathrooms, the dining hall, the study, the jewel-counting room, the observatory, the… Aha!

[phone dialling sounds / ringing]

Patty: Hi, you've reached the voicemail of Patricia Bur-

Asbestos: Whatcha doin'?

Patty: Recording my voicemail. It's kinda like when the library's closed so you have to stick your books in the return slot outside, but the slot is a recording of me saying "please leave a message after the beep". Say hi to whoever's listening to this!

Asbestos: No. I don't trust them. What are your intentions with my earth hostage, stranger? State them immediately or I shall blow up your mobile communication device with my mind! Also, please call back and explain to me what a library is. I've been pretending to know so that Patty thinks I'm smart, but based on the metaphor she just laid out, my prior hypothesis that it was some kind of dairy product or perhaps a fancy dog breed has become somewhat challenged. Love and kisses, Asbestos Sputnik Le Guin. 

Patty: What? You didn't tell me you had a cool middle name! Mine is Tomato. Anyway. Please leave a message after the beep. Bessy, do you want to…?

Asbestos: Beeeeeeeeeeeee-

(prolonged coughing fit)

-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! And don't call this number again, you hear me? Bad things will happen if you do! Real bad th-

[recording ends]

Indie: Hello my normal wife. I'm choosing to ignore whatever that was in favour of informing you that I have found your missing correspondence, and that it was in your other jacket. You know, the one that's exactly the same as your regular jacket except in a slightly greyer shade of green. Don't worry, I haven't read your letters! I am a woman of great honour and standing. Sometimes great sitting. I'm multifaceted that way.

[end voicemail]

[Indie hangs up, then picks up the phone again]

[phone ringing]

Operator: You have two new messages.

[beep]

Indie: Hello again, my single-apparition comet. Because I value transparency in our relationship (which we founded entirely on lies) I'm just calling to let you know that I opened one of the letters. I only did it in the interest of national security, and freedom, and because I really wanted to know what was inside. I haven't read it! But I will. I definitely will. Yours truly, love and light, her first ladyfulness Independence Liberty Day.

[beep]

Indie: Hi Patty! I didn't know you had a little brother. He appears to be in severe mental distress. How cute! Listen, there was a letter in there that you must have forgotten to send. So, because I felt a little guilty about reading it, I posted it for you! No need to pay me back for the stamp. XOXO, Indie.

P.S: Okay, if anyone is tapping this phone call, stop it now. I need to talk to my wife ALONE.

Okay, so you want to hear the real gossip? I heard that Independence Day is voiced by Jenny Wang, Patty is voiced by Monkozia, and Judith the Butler is voiced by N.V. May. Asbestos Le Guin is apparently voiced by Bulk, which is wild. I also heard that Spikes edited this episode! Really scandalous stuff. It could ruin their whole careers if it got out that they were such sick freaks! That's why I'm only telling you, and nobody else. K, love you, bye! 

[t-w-i-l-l-e-r]

Hey BMCers what do we think jeremy/michael/christine’s anime opinions r. It seems p reasonable 2 assume Jerry is a pretty big anime fan (I mean “sexy anime female” had 2 b based on smth) but what kind of anime u think he watches specifically? I’ve seen some fan stuff in which he likes mech stuff like gundam/evangelion which is v real v good v true, defo feel that esp with his interest in space and tech stuff. Super cutesy stuff a la My Melody also makes sense considering Hello Kitty shoes but I feel like that would only b an interest he rly explores after canon, when he’s mellowed out a bit n stopped caring about being a Dudely Dude. Jeremy Heere #1 Sanrio Danshi fan. I also been thinking bout Jeremy watching those shitty dime-a-dozen Cute Girls With Swords sci-fi/fantasy harem anime, ykwim? Asterisk War, Irregular At Magic High School, In Another World With My Smartphone,,,,, other one idk my anime knowledge is pretty dated at this point but u know what I mean!!! The real trash ones. THATS what bestie j-dawg is into. It’d b funny if part of his perception of what a “cool hot masculine guy” is like (plus some of his hang-ups with women) comes at least in part from those types of shows. My main hang-up with that tho is deciding if I think he would pretend to like them ironically or just assume watching anime makes him lame either way n deal w/ it. Hmmmm choices choices…

Michael n Christine r more interesting to me bc they’re not explicitly into anime like jerry is but they’re both enough of Weird Artsy Fartsy ppl that they could get into it. Michael’d b into the more retro stuff obvi, n prolly the more like ~experimental~ n ~avant-garde~ shit too. Defo Evangelion, Akira n Ghost In The Shell seem right to me… Serial Experiments Lain jumps out as one he’d b into, plus Kaiba but that’s more recent (aka after the turn of the century lol). The Freaky Deaky shit, that’s his M.O.

and finally… Christine. When I think of Christine, I think of Samurai Pizza Cats. And that’s it. I really cannot explain that, but it’s how I feel. Good talk!

[drdt-headcanons]

I wanna do one HC per character :)

Teruko Tawaki ~ She’s gotten into the craziest trouble before. Like she’s probably been framed for a crime and then let out at like the last second, or joined a gang by accident and then ran away.

Xander Matthews ~ He is a huge history buff and although he doesn’t agree with most things in history, he uses successful tactics other historical advocates used for his own protests and rebellions.

Charles Cuevas ~ his parents were highly against him doing chemistry, and had no idea he was even pursuing it until he won an award in highschool for it. They knew he took chemistry class and aced it, but they didn’t know the hours he spend after school were not actually gardening, but it was him studying and doing high level chemistry experiments.

Ace Markey ~ he tried to be a basic white boy back in middle school to become more popular, but he missed the memo and accidentally ended up dressing like a basic white girl instead 😭

Arei Nageishi ~ she’s definitely a hello kitty girl, but the stereotypical bitchy one

Rose Lacroix ~ she’s drank the paint water so many times by mistake she can’t even differentiate the taste between real water and paint water anymore

Hu Jing ~ Hu can also play a lot of other instruments! Although she prefers and likes the Zither out of all of them, she plays piano, acoustic guitar and cello if her high school needed that instrument for smth or someone around town did.

Eden Tobisa ~ Eden was that one super goody two-shoes back in highschool. She always did volunteer work, had pretty good grades, was the founder or in many activist clubs.

Levi Fontana ~ definitely dresses in women’s clothes. He believes clothes aren’t gendered, but he doesn’t go out wearing “women’s clothes” bc he’s worried that his reputation would be slandered.

Arturo Giles ~ he used to own all the ‘girly toys’ like LEGO Friends, and instead of building the kit, he made all the characters have the most insane, toe-curling, suspenseful drama with each other and he would narrate it and do all the voices.

Min Jeung ~ Min gives the meanest death stare. She would get teased in school for having no social life, but once she stared you down, you’d never make fun of her again.

David Chiem ~ He sets his alarm for an hour earlier than he actually has to get up, because it takes him an hour to get up and motivated and out of bed.

Veronika Grebenishchikova ~ She does insane things to impress people she has a crush on. Once, she made a heart that looked and felt exactly like a human heart and gifted it to the person she liked. After that, her reputation was basically ruined.

J Rosales ~ J definitely had a middle school emo phase. Once she disappeared from the media, she cut her hair, dyed it black and started listening to MCR and acted like her life sucked. The rebellion is still in her, but she’s matured and just prefers boyish clothes and dad-rock more than anything.

Whit Young ~ the biggest pop fan to exist. He knows every popular song, artist, but the catch is he only knows them if it’s a female singing. He couldn’t give a crap about male singers.

Nico Hakobyan ~ only likes cartoon shows that star animals, like Bluey. They also like books that star animals, but they prefer to see the animals animated on screen.

//I didn’t mean for this to get so long but ty and I hope you enjoyed the HCs!!!

:)

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[fragileizywriting]

kitty gets wrapped into a makeover one day, courtesy from juleka. she'd seen luka walk into doorframes way too many times to count whenever kitty jokingly tries on juleka's black lipstick, and enough is enough. it's time to solve this. though... hmmm. kitty is just too... kitty to pull this off.

marinette wears pinks like it's her god given right. effeminate to the point it hurts. she's torn holes in her bubblegum-pink dungarees from how often she wears them. she'd patched it up with red squares, a missmatch of valentines day colors that makes her look part clownish, part docile. it fits her in a way it shouldn't, something so off-beat with the way she dresses compared to her manic active lifestyle.

all to say, there's no way marinette will be able to pull the goth aesthetic off in a way that luka can actually confess, right?

hoh.

hoh.

oh, she was so wrong.

kitty absolutely rocks the shit out of it. juleka is almost terrified, pulling away from applying green lipstick on her lips with jittery hands. there's mesh, there's fishnets, there's an excessive use of straps that go absolutely nowhere.

well. juleka always knew she liked women. kinda sucks to crush on the girl her brother's been desperate to admit to liking, though, but she'll get by.

here, somehow, juleka's managed to accentuate kitty's thin waist. black jeans, long and shapeless, with a mesh long-sleeved bodysuit and the world's most useless croptop just for posterity to hide her breasts.

the boots. the boots. kitty fits into juleka's shoes, though wobbles herself when she tries to stand and appreciate herself in the full-length monstrocity they call a mirror.

kitty spends so, so long staring at herself. "wow," she exclaims, just the way kitty always says it. "huh! that's me, isn't it?"

"what do you think?"

she leans her weight onto one foot. the other one. moving her hips to jut out like a cartoon, stretching out her limbs. "hmmm. i feel out of place? i feel like it's obvious i don't dress this way."

"that's just nerves," juleka tells her. lord knows she's empathetic. "the more you pretend you're actually supposed to wear this, the more natural it is."

kitty's hair is up. a mixture of tiny, miniscule triangular space buns with thin braids coming out from underneath the updo almost makes kitty look like a bratz doll. and a catgirl. they make it work.

"do i look good?"

"oh, yeah," juleka admits with a laugh. "more than good. you look like a natural."

and they set up a plan. it's not an elaborate one. just positioning her outside of the liberty, right at the dock between liberty and libertwo, with juleka just as dressed up under the guise that they're just hanging out. when luka arrives, walking up to jules and saying a polite hello to who he doesn't realize is marinette because they've packed her face with enough makeup to make her look like a doll, juleka is almost in tears with laughter.

when luka realizes that the girl in front of him is actually the girl he likes, his eyes get buggy. true flat-disc behavior. juleka feels like she's looking at the last glass in a telescope.

"kitty?" he wheezes.

"i can't believe it took you so long," kitty groans. "do i really look all that different?"

"you look— you— wow—" luka is known for words, or at least known for feelings, and juleka actually finds it a lot of fun to watch him flounder. "wow. did jules help?"

"it's her clothes."

"wow," he wheezes again.

"that good?"

juleka can visibly see the way he bites back another wow.

[what-if-nct]

hiiii today's reminder is first off i love it when i cameo in your dreams second yes more adult clothes should look like kids clothes why does it have to be formal or slutty i want dinosaurs on a cute little crop top is that too much to ask for and three every time i read a naked onew ask i spend a solid ten seconds giggling about "naked on you" like yes Mr Lee you can be naked on me whenever you please

Hii. Yes, it is always nice to have you visit. And don't forget the other variant, Matronly. Why are there so many grandma dresses in the store. It's giving me childhood flashbacks of shopping in the women's section. I wore a white skirt suit to my 5th grade end of the year ceremony. I was ten wearing a white skirt suit with shoulder pads. And white stockings the shoes were cute though. Wish I still had them i'd actually still fit them. But I don't wanna go through that again. Kids clothes are literally so cute they get like hello kitty dresses that are cute. Adult hello kitty is hit or miss. I however will cherish my little twins stars skirt, plus it has shorts under! Do you know how many activities you can do in skorts. Skirts and dresses leave you free and aerodynamic but a skort adds protection you can spin jump kick fight a bear and not worry about it flying up. There should be more skorts in the adult section with cute prints. And more ribbon and ruffles. There's some stores like dollskill and hot topic who do it but I need more. Also I was going to say Yangyang is relatively normal in my dreams till I went to his dream tag no he is not he's actually always a little pervert. Dream Yangyang and dream Jisung need to be controlled. Yes I would gladly take a naked real onew.

[cancerian]

Germany

The only nation to get away with two back to back genocides in a single century, and still find itself on the wrong side of history because the nazi idea’s that helped it were never taken out of the public sphere. Support for Israel is not of genuine good, especially when the political power in Germany has a long history of familial ties with the nazi party. Kind of like the KKK working with the Black Muslims in America to promote segregation (while simultaneously bombing and killing young black children). Like the KKK, support of Israel is so that the Jews can finally leave and go to Israel (think about it as a form of self cleansing of the land).

For as much shit as the Americans get (justifiably), Germany will always be a special case. The fact that they got away and can still get away with never mentioning the most atrocious genocide (yes, even worse than the holocaust), the genocide of the Herero and Nama people in Namibia. German women’s treatment of the Namibian women, while purporting to want women’s rights is the reason why black women (retire the word P/WOC) should be weary of any “solidarity.” The idea that you need allies to succeed only works if your allies have the same values as you. Black women globally face different challenges from other women. Black women face disproportionately more violence globally compared to other women, if there is a group of women viewed less than human by all groups, it would be Black women. So don’t let anyone guilt you into believing that just because they are a woman, their fight is the same as yours. As insane as this may sound, even Herero and Nama women were treated worse than the women in the other genocide (this doesn’t take away from the atrocious acts against the Jewish people, genocide in all its forms should be condemned). It is even more disheartening to know that people are now only bringing up the Namibian genocide to create a case against Germany’s alliance with Israel. The alleged “awareness” is not genuine. The coverage of Palestine when compared to other genocides currently happening and that have been happening for longer (with greater deaths in both long and short time periods) is very interesting. The weird forcing and demonization of Black people’s reluctance to support groups that when they arrive in the US choose to align themselves with the white power structure (Asian/Arab relations with the Black community). Black face still being a prominent form of comedy in various non- black nations (including the Arab world, Asia, South- America, and Eastern Europe) should be a testament that this is not simply a racism issue, this is purely anti- blackness. The alleged violence against Asians and Arabs (stop Asian hate) was easily adopted globally, because they are seen as a docile group of people (an image they adopted to hide their terror acts against others, think Japan and hello kitty). What the rest of the world doesn’t see is the long history of these groups coming into Black communities and treating Blacks so poorly that some Blacks would even go on to say they prefer Whites come in the community instead. You cannot terrorize a people and expect them to just take it, when they do react the world looks at them as savages (yet the world steals and mimicks their culture).

In conclusion, choose and fight your battles correctly. Or else, you will end up being subjugated by the people you are fighting for. When that happens do not be surprised, they have shown you time and time again you are not one of them. They don’t and will never see you as an equal (if the shoe fits, wear it. If it doesn’t keep it moving).