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karmaajr · 22 days ago

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HEYO Y'ALL!!!! I got bored and decided my last intro post was WAY too unorganised (even by my standards frfr ��😔🙏) so i made a new one!!! hopefully this ones a bit better or else ima light somebody on fire 🥰🥰

anyways dms n asks r ALWAYS open and if ur new to my person/being/blog/existancewhatevs and wanna get to know me or smth then FEEL FREE TO SLIDE IN GIRLYPOPS!!! I'M ALWAYS BORED SOO 😭😭🙏 (might take like, a billion years to reply tho mbmb >:3)

and thus again, without any further ado, MY INTRO POST 😍

🎶 try to strike a chord but it's probably A MINOR 🎶 -> ✨️im under 18✨️ idm nsfw convos tho bcuz theyre funny :D

sooo tbh you can call me whatever you want? like ppl call me different things (eg senka calls me kam, bea calls me keke/kekere bcuz shes 🎶a meanie, a big meanie🎶 my irl bestie westie pookie poo calls me jeena CUZ HES A LIL BITCH) but MHM!!! CALL ME WHATEVER U WANNA <33 (as long as it dont feel masc bcuz my dumbass got issues w feeling masc for some RANDOM STUPID REASON 💀) (like im literally a cis girl why do i got problems w this....... but YAAAA 😭) (she/her btw!!! if that wasnt obvious!! ^^)

✨️i am cringe but i am free✨️

I SOMETIMES USE GENDERED TERMS LIKE GIRLY/BRO/DUDE/ETC BUT I DON'T MEAN IT GENDERED SO IF YOU FEEL IFFY THEN DONT HESITATE TO HMU N TELL ME TO FIX UP MY SHIT

btw im a tad bit of train wreck but if u enjoy the chaos then we'll get along js fine i think pooks 😋😋

anyways it came to my shitty little attention span one day when i was just being a silly lil girly that some of yall think im white when i say im british....... CHAT NOOO IM BORN N RAISED IN THIS TEA RIDDEN COUNTRY BUT ETHNICITY WISE IM BANGLADESHI!??!?! YALL IM LITERALLY A BROWNIE OMFDS 🤧

also a lot of this blog is a bunch of reblogs of shit im interested in BUT I DO HAVE OG STUFFFFFF, THEY'RE JUST IN THEIR OWN TAGS U GET ME??? anyways some of the tags!!!

karmaajr rambles -> for everything i post besides answers to asks :3

karmaajr answers ig :D -> answers to asks ^^

important thing for me to tag bcuz yes -> random thing i really wanna save (also im bad at tagging so sometimes thing has an "s" or tag has an "s" lmfao, ITS A RLLY USELESS TAG TO TRY SCROLL THRU ICL.... RLLY DRY AS WELL)

karmas mum mentions :3 -> i like to think this one explains itself yall 😘

daddy's unhinged -> anything about my sweet ol' pops (who totes cares abt me yall) 🥰

my sister and I -> anything my sister is involved in that i actually remember to tag LMFAO

NOT MY ASS MENTIONING PANIK -> me wanting to save things that r to do w my gf 🫶

BTW HIS @ IS @panikbutt0n AND SHE'S MY MAPLE SYRUP CHUGGING 4LIFER AND LITERALLY THE BEST THING SINCE RIPPED BREAD AND I LOVE HER SO SO SO MUCH SO ACC HIT HER UP PLZ 🙏🙏🙏🙏

btw yall, ur homegirl aint no gatekeeper so the group matching pfp thingy is from @tuturthecarvroom 's blog (n they very skibidi sbg art btw so i do reccomend frfr) and mY HEADER IS OFF GOOGLE SEARCH 😍😍

ALSO I AM CURRENTLY MATCHING WITH THE SILLIEST GROUP EVER FRFR, GONNA TRY @ THEM ALL BUT IT'S HARDDD (my memory is the shittiest thing since That One Time my friend shit his trousers on call w me 💪💪💪)

@lee1504 -> BRAINROTTED KING 🙏🙏

@d011zk1ll -> both kind af and somewhat unhinged??? like both "do a good deed to make somebody else's life easier ☺️" AND "im gonna eat a bicycle :p"

@sketchingwithlyn -> JUST THE CHILLEST GUY EVERRRR!!!!

@rot-decay-erosion -> gramps 🧓🏻 (also known as the desendant of our king garfield 😙✨️)

@afrogwhocantdraw -> RESIDENT BENLOR POOKIE

@low-senka -> the brokest senior citezen youve ever met 💔💔💔💔 (yall need to donate to my guy 🥺🥺🥺)

(also the thing below had me stuck looking at it for literally AGES so hehehehehhehehe GET TRAPPED IDIOT!!!!!! >:3!!!!!)

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anyways i have no clue what else to write!!! which is weird bcuz im a yapper frfr :D

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THEY 👥 DONT🙅🏼‍♀️ LOVE 😘 YOU 🫵🏼 LIKE I 👀 LOVE 🥰 YOU 🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼

#karmaajr rambles #important thing for me to tag bcuz yes #karmaajr answers ig :D #karmas mum mentions :3 #my sister and i #daddy's unhinged #NOT MY ASS MENTIONING PANIK #anyways please tell me i did good on this yall 🙏🙏🙏🙏#yall i did good right-#PLSSS #CHAT 🙏🙏

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harpie-raven · 3 years ago

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I am such a Tori Spring Kinnie—and some of it is so coincidental and not even on purpose (all of these were preexisting before I read Solitaire):

Favorite drink: lemonade (preferably in a can)

Least favorite book: Catcher in the rye

Hair: shoulder length and black

Both my younger sibling and I have mental health issues, not diving into that but you can imagine

My ex-boyfriend (who I want to stress I had a crush on BEFORE reading solitaire, I don’t want anyone to think I did solely for the kin): ….his name was Micheal. He had glasses and is a nerd and is way taller than me, hates school, and is good at ice skating cause his mom was an instructor

Does that thing where I listen to one song on repeat until I’m sick of it

I care a lot about things to the point of self destruction (I will say that)

I also dislike school and find the idea of college questioning and somewhat unnecessary

One of my best friends has purple hair

Im sure there’s more that I’ll think of later, but those are the biggest ‘huh…’ ones I could think of at the moment. The biggest ‘no’s though are that, I’m a bit more expressive with my emotions, I’m not British, and I’m a senior instead of a junior in school (13th year instead of 12th for anyone British, idk—)

But the way I see it: I am an (not the) ultimate Tori Spring kinnie and I think my ex-boyfriend might just secretly be Micheal Holden—

(see above for no-I-did-not-date-him-because-of-this)

#osemanverse #solitaire alice oseman #tori spring #micheal holden #heartstopper #nick nelson #charlie spring #alice oseman #radio silence #books #i was born for this #loveless #Tori spring kinnie #alice osemanverse #aled last #frances janvier #aled and daniel

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nostuntmanneeded · 3 years ago

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I have to admit being ignorant as well about CA. I am Asian but to be really honest, I'm not THAT offended about her Asian night post....at least not so much as to hate her to the core. I do try to understand why others are offended though. However, she has not done any recently, so I don't know how to feel about that. // Hi, I appreciate you admitting that you are not entirely familar about CA or not finding the post that offensive and this might seem like I'm attacking the anon who sent this but I'm not lol. I'm Asian (my mom is half Indonesian and Filipino and my dad is Japanese) and I was born and raised in Queens before moving to Toronto during my senior year then to Valencia for my studies before moving back home here in Indonesia with my parents and to say that I am damn grateful that I was able to move here to Jakarta when COVID broke out because my time in Canada was pretty much okay given that 'Canadian' is more of a nationality instead of a race/ethnicity just like 'Singaporean' and is a very diverse country so I didn't have that much issue with racism there but the racism I had witnessed and endured when I was in the US and Spain was traumatizing. The tasteless "Asian jokes" that everybody (includinh teachers) at school found hilarious and harmless was exhausting and so was being stereotyped and excluded and don't even get me started with the bigotry. The way white people so casually throw insults about Asians being cheap, low class, filthy++ is disgusting, like leave us tf alone we're not the ones who had toilet paper issues here when COVID started because we actually clean our asses with water (go ahead and get triggered Im not even sorry for this I'm so done lol) 🤷‍♀️ Also it's so damn hard to find a job regardless of how impressive your resumé is and when you do, respect seems to be non-existent. Most of my family works in healthcare particularly as nurses/medtechs and lmao boy do superiors love to make Asian employees who picks up the slack of their lazy and sloppy ass white employees as their punching bag and not to mention patients who are so damn appalled by Asians that they refuse to assistance from them 🤩 Studying in Spain wasn't any better, kids in my class were apparently so proud for colonizing the Philippines for over 300 years and found Filipinos stupid, weak and pathetic and also for some reason thought that every single citizen in the PH were dirt poor and uneducated 🙃 I have never seen anyone dress up as an "American" or a "Spaniard" for Halloween/costume parties and I would ask why buy the answer is obvious: it's stupid and it's not a real costume because it's a damn ethnicity. So why shouldn't this principle be applied to people of color? I remember a tip that was sent months ago and the gist was that you're only supposed to host game and movie nights, no one ever hosts an 'American Night' or 'British Night' because it's stupid as hell and is a clear proof how objectifying and dehumanizing the whole Asian night bullshit was. News Flash: Asians are people and Asians have their own unique sacred cultures and that's that. They are not articles of amusement and aesthetic. Appreciation my ass, white people don't get to indulge on the culture of the very same people they treat with so much inferiority and abuse taking into account that they either actively contributing or fully complicit to racial injustice and the oppression of people or color. There might not have been any recent reports about them actively participating in racism and cultural appropriation but never forget about how the violence against Asians spiked last year and yet this aSiAn NiGhT people didn't bother to show any sympathy/support for the Stop Asian Hate movement. And that is fucking repulsive as fuck. 👊🎤

Thank you, anon, for sharing your story!

It's stories like these that really educate people and give others a different perspective.

I think that we should start looking at cultural appropriation as disrespectful rather than offensive. It can offend people, but it doesn't have to offend everyone. (And even if one person if offended, it's still wrong.)

But it still is disrespectful. It's not OK to take a culture that isn't your own and act like you know everything about it and that you're a part of it.

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asteriismos · 5 years ago

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hey jude - richie tozier

warning(s) : eighteen! richie tozier, rough smut, degrading terms like slut and bitch, choking, a daddy kink, oral ( male recieving )

authors note : im not saying listen to ‘da ya think im sexy?’ by rod stewart while listening to this but thats exactly what im saying

words : 3.8k

request :

Hey , I was wondering if you could do a smut with 2017 Richie being In an alt couple , with a girl who’s brittish with degrading , rough smut , choking and the almighty daddy kink ❤️

ever since you moved to derry, things have been different for richie.

the first time you stepped into his math classroom after winter break, teacher claiming that you were the new transfer student, he couldn’t get his mind off of you. you were gorgeous, not like anyone else in the small little town of derry that he’s been living in all his life. if there were anyone there that was half as cool as you seemed, richie would be interested in them. but there wasn’t. you were the breath of fresh air in his life that he didn’t know he needed, and you had only been in the classroom for 3 minutes.

then you spoke. and richie was even more interested in you.

you had an accent, clearly from the uk, which was explained while you talked a little bit in front of the class as the teacher awkwardly tried to get you to tell them about yourself. your dad was a businessman who was seeing some type of potential in bangor, and fell in love with derry when he drove through it a few months ago.

now you were here, finishing up your senior year here and going to college in the states. you seemed a little bitter about that to richie, but who was he to judge. he really didn’t like derry himself, he was glad that you only had to stay here for half a year instead of eighteen fucking years.

the rest of the day he thought of you, though his thoughts skewed a little bit towards lunch, worried about the history pop quiz that people were talking about. history was his eighth period, which led to much anxiety about the end of the day. but after school ended, richie was going to meet up with the rest of the losers outside of the school near the entrance so that they could all go get hot chocolate at stan’s place. early january in derry was so cold that it was almost impossible not to drink a warm beverage every single day.

he sat outside on the hoods of stanley’s car lighting a cigarette when he looked up, seeing you walking over to the car right beside beverly. bevvie said that she met you in gym class and you two apparently hit it off.

and the rest was history. you became an official unofficial member of the losers club. bev adored you, the two of you became some kind of punk rock loving duo, and that’s all it took for you to get introduced to the rest of the group.

as said before, it was customary for the entire losers club to go to someones house after school ended and to get some hot drink. winter was soon coming to an end, derry launching further into the cusp of spring every day. the snow was beginning to melt on the ground, trees starting to produce their green leaves, and the sun was shining more and more each day.

“richie, can you come and help with the coffee? jesus, it’s your house!” eddie yelled from the kitchen of the tozier residence. richie was seated on the couch next to you, spewing some nonsense about this girl in your shared math class together and how she apparently bit down on this football players dick the other day trying to give him head.

you laughed, leaning into the couch enough to where the fluffy built in cusions almost enveloped you. “you’re such a liar, tozier,” you said through your laughs, hitting him lightly on the side of the head. richie shook his head, stifling out a chuckle of his own. in his own awful posh british voice impression, he exclaimed, “you are SUCH a liar, tozier.”

“fuck off,” you said to him. “go help eddie.” you reached over and pushed him off the couch, watching richie as he walked into the kitchen out of earshot.

you sat at the couch, a smile still on your face thinking about the trashmouth. you hadn’t told anyone about your impending interest in richie for fear of them telling him because this group was not good at keeping secrets from each other at all. the only person that you vaguely told was beverly, saying that you had an interest in someone in your math class. that left like 10 boys, including richie, in the mix. but the more you hung out with the group, the more you floated towards richie tozier. it wasn’t that hard to tell whom you had feelings for when you two were together.

beverly was starting to notice your feelings for richie and you knew it.

“so y/n,” beverly asked from across the room. you turned to face her, snapping out of your thoughts about richie. “what are the guys like where you’re from?”

stanley gave beverly a look, laughing a little bit to himself at the question. bill put his face into the palm of his hands and looked at you, interested in your answer. you shrugged your shoulders, looking up to the left in thought. “guys are the same, I guess?”

beverly hummed to herself and gave you that devious little smirk of hers, “what about sex? what are they like?” the other guys laughed a little bit, shaking their heads while still listening for what you had to say. you shook your head, deciding that you weren’t going to answer the question. but that wasn’t enough for beverly, she raised her hands up in the air and slapped her thighs to get your attention again. “come on, y/n! we all wanna know what the boys get up to in england.”

you laughed at your friend. “okay, okay,” you said in defeat, putting your hands up in a ‘I surrender’ motion. “i don’t know. they’re okay i guess. but they’re so caring, they keep asking me if I'm okay, you know? it’s like ‘yes I am now stop asking’.” you laughed to yourself, thinking back to the boys that you’ve been with that all do that. they talk the big talk, then when it comes to actually fucking them, they’re afraid to do anything to do you. they go slow and sensual when sometimes you want it hard and rough. it was exhausting and you were so tired of it. you were also so tired of riding guys to try and get an ounce of the fast rhythm that you wanted.

richie and eddie walked back into the room right as beverly was about to ask another question, eddie going on and on about how richie wasn’t helpful at all and just watched as eds did all the work. you laughed at your two friends and grabbed the coffee mug richie had gotten for you and made room for him on the couch beside you again. he sat down and wrapped his arm loosely around your shoulder, making you smile into your mug as you took a sip. you leaned into his side, savoring the feeling of being in his arms.

since it was senior year, the losers were trying to go to as many parties as they could. courtesy of bill being on the baseball team, he got a free ride to all of the good ones and invited all of you guys along. you were getting ready for the party in your room, wearing a short black skirt and some tank top to compensate for the heat that would be at the party.

richie was planning on picking you up, but you told him he could just come inside because your parents weren’t around to yell at you for having a guy in the house. they were really strict about that sort of thing, which pissed you off because a majority of your new friend group was guys.

a soft knock on your door was heard and you opened it, smiling at richie who stood idly in the hallway. he looked out of place in your home dressed in his dark blue jeans and black smiths t shirt against the yellow wallpaper of your home. “come in, I'm almost done,” you said to him, beckoning him into your room and pointing to the chair he could sit on next to your desk.

richie took a look at you when you turned away from him, watching your hair that bounced with every step you took and how the edge of your skirt rode up just a little bit with the sway of your hips. realizing that he was definitely staring more than he should, richie shook his head to himself and made his way to the chair to sit. he watched as you looked at the jewelry that was hanging up on a storage rack. you pulled out a gold chain necklace and gave him a look, “could you help me with this?”

he cleared his throat, nodding in response and walking over. he stood behind you, at least a half a head taller than you. richie grabbed the two ends of your necklace, and with his nimble fingers he easily latched it on, watching it fall perfectly on your skin that glowed in the sunlight that shined through your window. you gave him a smile, which he could see from the mirror in front of you. richie looked at you in the mirror and sighed to himself, for some reason feeling jealous of anyone seeing you in such a short skirt. what if there was another guy there that caught your attention? what if you liked the other guy so much that you let him feel up your skirt or even worse, let him fuck you?

“are you sure you want to wear that?” richie blurted out before even registering it. you gave him a look in the mirror, eyes landing on his own that were staring at you already.

you gave a slight laugh, though suddenly felt a little strange feeling in your stomach. “what? are you my dad now or something?” you turned around to face him, your faces only inches apart from each other. you could smell his cologne along with the faint smell of cigarette smoke that you always felt yourself getting lost in when you were in class with him. he was looking down at you with dark eyes that made you clench your thighs together. richie walked forward, prompting you to walk backwards until you were pressed against your dresser. the cold surface made you shiver even through your clothing.

richie was kissing you.

with his hands placed firmly on the curve of your waist, body pressing against your own, richie kissed you with an unknown desire he didn’t realize that he had until seeing you in that pretty little skirt of yours. it was an almost animalistic urge and desire to show you that you were his, that he wanted you more than anything in this world.

your lips moved against his own, eyes fluttering shut after the initial shock wore off. his tongue slipped into your mouth with ease and explored it, hands squeezing your sides with his warm hands. you moaned a little in his mouth, trying to keep up with the pace that was hard and rough. your hands flew to his face right below his glasses, fingers splaying along his soft cheekbones that made him shiver. you never thought that this moment would ever be happening, and the more his hips pressed onto your own, you hoped that even your wildest fantasies about richie tozier would be coming true.

he grabbed you and turned you around so you were walking backwards to the edge of your bed, and with one languid push you were falling back onto your sheets. you pulled away from the kiss with richie to push yourself backwards all the way onto the bed, pulling him by his shoulders back on top of you and in between your legs, which you wrapped around his waist. richie kissed down your neck, biting a large hickey right in the crook of your neck where your shoulder and neck met. your fingers laced themselves into his black curly hair, reveling in how soft it felt.

“richie,” you moaned out softly with his hips pushing against your own. you could feel the growing hard on of his against your inner thigh, making you even more wet at the thought of him fucking you with it. “I need you so bad.” you said in a soft tone.

richie came up to meet your gaze, giving you a devilish smirk. “I think you need to beg for it a little better, princess.” his hands went under your tank top, cupping your breasts with each of his hands. his fingers came and pinched your nipples, making you arch your back up into his touch. you needed more, you needed so much more from richie right now. “and don’t call me richie, call me daddy.”

you threw your head back into the pillows, huffing a little bit while your cheeks burned red with embarrassment. “please daddy, fuck me with your cock,” you whined out, giving him an innocent look while batting your eyelashes at him. richie shook his head, making you frown a little bit at him. what else could he possibly want you to say? richie pushed himself off of you, standing at the edge of the bed while you still laid down, a little bit too clothed for his liking.

“get undressed,” richie ordered. “then get on your knees.” you did what he asked, standing up from the bed, pulling off your tank top and pushing your skirt down. from there you unclipped your bra and slipped your panties down, throwing your discarded clothes elsewhere in your room. the look that richie was giving you was enough to make you moan out quietly, heat getting wetter and wetter with each passing second. you keeled down to your knees in front of him, watching as he worked to take off his belt and push his pants down. “I think you need to prove how much you want daddy’s cock,” he said to you.

his hands reached to push down his boxers, taking himself into his hands and giving a few good pumps. you waited there for him, mouth open with your tongue laying out right for him to place his dick onto it. soon enough he was pushing into your mouth, making you sputter a small bit around his cock, hollowing out as much as you could. he was thick and long, and you didn’t know if you could even take him all in your mouth. the thought of it being thrust in and out with no remorse made you feel wild.

you looked up at him, dick in your mouth, waiting for him to make a move. richie tutted, “such a good little slut aren't you? so ready to suck on my cock.” you shivered at the degrading, feeling that fire pool into your abdomen. his hands wrapped into your hair making a makeshift ponytail and pulling you off of his cock, then pushing it back into your mouth. he continued this motion, getting a little faster. you had to breath through your nose, spit drooling down out of your lips and down your chin.

richie groaned from above you, bottom lip in between his white teeth. you reached to grab the back of his thighs to steady yourself while he used your mouth mercilessly. you gag around him, dick pulling out to give you a moment to breathe. while you breathe, your hands come to pump his cock that was slick with your spit. he didn’t waste another second pushing in, leading you by only your hair. your eyes are starting to water while you try and swallow around him.

with one last thrust and push all the way to the back of your throat, richie pulls you off of him and says, “now what do you say?” it takes you a moment to find your words. your throat feels raw and fucked out and you don’t trust your voice but you say, “thank you daddy. thank you for letting me taste your cock.”

“good girl, such a good girl,” richie praises, reaching to pull you up to your feet. your knees feel raw from kneeling before him, but instead of feeling hurt by it you just feel more aroused, anticipating what he would make you do next. “lay on the bed princess, legs spread out for me like a good bitch.”

you nodded your head, whining a little bit from the loss of contact from him, knowing that you would get it soon though. in between your thighs ached at the thought of him going to be inside you, stretching you out and fucking into you until you were a ruined mess. the eye makeup that you had put on for the party was slightly smeared already from the tears welled up in your eyes as he fucked your mouth. he didn’t fit all the way in your mouth . . . you wondered if he would even fit inside of your aching pussy.

you laid down at the edge of the bed, spreading your legs out to show yourself to him as much as you could. richie smiled at you, a real genuine smile while his eyes raked over your body. you were so wet, he could easily see how much you wanted him, how much you needed him. richie put his hands on your thighs, thumbs running up and down your inner thighs purposely neglecting the place you needed him most. you watched him with needy eyes, breath hitching in your throat once two fingers finally slid along your slicked folds. his fingers caught your arousal, instantly getting wet enough to push into you. they stretched you out, quickening the pace while his other hand kept your hips from squirming around.

he pulled his fingers out and pushed them into his mouth, moaning at the taste. you tasted so good that richie thought he was going to die right then and there. he pushed off his t shirt and settled in between your legs, letting his hands come right up to your hips. “now take daddy’s cock like the good slut you are, okay princess?” he said to you, giving you no time to answer when he pushed into you with no warnings. there was a little restraint from you around him, he was so big that it took him a moment to bottom out. you took every single inch of him, eyes closing and head throwing back onto the pillow.

“you’re so big daddy,” you moaned out, hearing him groan your name after you said it. your eyes were still closed so you didn’t see his hand come and reach around your throat until you felt his long fingers wrap around your throat and squeeze. your clit throbbed at the feeling, loving the feeling of his hand around your throat while he pushed slowly in and out. “fuck me daddy, please, I need you so bad daddy,” you begged him, needing something more to push you to finish.

“well, since you asked so nicely,” richie said to you, pushing down on your throat and fucking into you nice and hard. your tits bounced with every harsh thrust, your hands gripped the sheets beside you while you took every single rut of his hips. you were so desperate and wet for him that the sound that was made every time he pushed in and out was sinful and you loved every second of it.

he fucked you into the mattress so hard that you were moaning and screaming, feeling hotter and hotter as he took you to that brink. “I think I'm close daddy please let me cum,” you begged him, eyes opening to meet his own that were looking intensely along your body. he gave you a serious smile and nodded his head, “you can cum then baby, let it out, since you asked so nicely.” and that’s all it took for you to clench around him, feeling your whole body spasm. your legs were begging you to close but you couldn’t, because richie’s hips were in the way, keeping you spread out.

richie still hadn’t came yet, and you could see the determined look on his face while he picked up the pace, harsh and rough ruts against your hips left you moaning again. his hand clenched around your throat and you breathed out shakily as best as you could, his other hand pushed your leg up. this exposed a new angle and made him push even deeper into you. his thick cock stretched you out more and more with every thrust, your aching pussy so sensitive from your first orgasm. the base of his cock pressed against your clit and you knew you were going to cum again.

right as his thrusts started to get more erratic and out of rhythm from his previous ones, you were cumming and clenching again, making him spill inside you with a moan of your name. “you took my cock so well,” richie muttered out, groaning while his hot spurts stayed inside you, only a few drops spilling out while he pulled out of you. his hand left your throat and he left you, coming back into your line of vision with a towel in hand. richie wiped away all the cum he could that was slick in between your thighs, mixing with the sweat and your own arousal. each of you were breathing so heavily, it was as if neither of you had decided to breath during that entire time.

too enticed by the idea of fucking each other.

he grabbed your panties and tank top, giving you them and helping you get into them. he pulled up his boxers and gave you a look, wondering if you wanted him to stay or not. you looked up at him and grabbed his arm, not letting him leave your room for the time being.

“if you’re going to fuck me that hard, you need to give me cuddles afterwards.” you giggled, making room for him to lay beside you. you cuddled into his side, pulling the covers over each of you.

“I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to get into the complicated stuff,” richie said.

you cocked your head to the side. “the complicated stuff?”

“yeah. like the fact that I have feelings for you. a lot of them.”

you smiled, leaning up and kissing him on the cheek. “then I'll spare you the explanation, yeah? I like you too, richie. a lot.”

you liked him too. richie felt his heart start to beat more rapidly inside of his chest. he turned and wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head, humming contently.

#richie tozier #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier imagine #richie tozier smut #eddie kaspbrak #bill denbrough #stanley uris #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #it #IT movie #it movie imagine #it movie 2017 #it movie x reader #it movie 2019

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klaus-is-the-real-number-1 · 6 years ago

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Goody Two Shoes (Number Five x reader)

ASK:Hello! I really enjoy your writing and I was wondering if you could do a Five x reader where the reader is easily embarrassed and Five knows that and constantly teases her but even after all that she is doubtful that he likes her? Thanks again!

Thank you so much to the actual angel who requested this ur forever in my heart n should 100% hmu when u see this, hope this is what you had in mind!!! stay fresh my dudes!! (also im british but were going to pretend that five and you are both 16 in high school. idk how the system works so i hope this is ok!)(ALSO ALL OF THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY ARE 16 AS WELL AND IN HIGH SCHOOL)

A/N: woow i did not expect it to be this long, do apologise for the angst but i hope it gets better lol, love you all have a nice day and yet again thanku to the angel who recommended this i think i went a bit off but hope its a bit like what you wanted!!

warnings: swearing, fives a bit dodgy but it gets better i swear, angst, fluff eventually, probably pretty long.

words: 2246

The Hargreeves were an unusual bunch, they were all so different yet you could see that deep down they all cared for on another. Klaus was your best friend, even though you knew all the Hargreeves, you could always be found with Klaus. You and Klaus would often go shopping, have sleepovers and keep up to date with the recent gossip around school; as sad as it sounds Klaus was really your only friend and you hardly got to hang round with him at school, school was a whole other issue on it’s own. Even though you were the same age as Klaus, and the rest of the Hargreeves children, your high school pushed you up a few grades so you were sitting your final year, your intellectual ability was far above average, even being in your final year you were scoring 100% on all the exams. You had no one in your lessons that you knew, well no thats not quite right, you had Five.

Five. Five was a funny issue, just like you he had been pushed up to his final year and you were in constant competition with him, he was always nit picking at everything you do and knew exactly what buttons to press to get you angry and even upset. But for some reason, you liked him. You liked him a lot, no matter how angry or upset you got with him you just couldn’t help it, in a way he helped you achieve much more because for every snide comment he made to you, you’d just go and smash the next test that came up.

You were currently sat with Klaus in his room, it was raining heavily outside, you were painting his nails for him as he rants about everything thats upset him this week. You were only half listening to him, concentrating on holding his hand still and humming every now and again.

“You know who else has been annoying me this week? Five.” He states waving his free hand around. “He wont stop asking me when you’re next going to be round, he keeps saying things like ‘Klaus, when is y/n coming round?’ and I’ve been hearing this all week, if I didn’t know any better I think he’d be trying to steal you from me.”

“I seriously doubt that.” you say with a slight chuckle, you couldn’t even imagine Five wanting you to be around, Klaus was probably just saying this to make you feel better about your small crush on him. Klaus knew all about your crush on his brother, to say he disapproved would be an understatement. He just didn’t get it.

“Honestly y/n, I don’t get what you see in him, he teases you all the time, and too be fair he’s so fucking annoying.” You look up and laugh, he gave you a weak smile looking down at his nails that were almost done, appreciating the black glitter polish you brought with you. He was about to speak again until a voice spoke up from the door.

“I thought I could feel myself losing brain cells, but of course it’s just because you two are in here together.” It was Five, he was leaning against the door frame, a smirk evident on his face. “Y/n, you haven’t been answering any questions in class recently, I hope it wasn’t because you stuttered that one time, or maybe it was more than once. To be honest, I can’t quite remember but it was still funny either way.”

That had hit a nerve, you were always so nervous to answer questions in class even though you knew it was the right answer, it was just something that happens. Feeling your face get red from his words, he continued.

“Oh I tell you what was funny,” He stepped closer into Klaus’ room, an evil glint in his eyes. “that one time that senior asked if you had a spare pen and when you went to give him one you spilt your water on him, ha!” Klaus knew all about that story, the senior is question was fairly attractive and you really didn’t mean to, you couldn’t apologise enough to them no matter how many times they said it was fine. Your eyes begin to burn, you hated how easily embarrassed you could get, you just couldn’t help it.

“Just fuck off Five, stop being awful to her just because you fancy y/n!” Klaus said almost impulsively, covering his mouth. Now Five was the one with a red face, but not out of embarrassment, out of anger. You could see him getting angry with Klaus. Klaus would never fail to mention how Five said things he’d regret when he was angry.

“I’d rather chew my own foot.” You felt your chest getting tight, his words hurt and now you could really feel your eyes stinging.

“Sorry, I didn’t realise I was that repulsive.” You say with a quite voice, you didn’t understand how one persons words could hurt so much. You got told often by others how pretty and beautiful you are, but non of them compliments mattered to you because they weren’t from the person you wanted them from. “I’m going home.” You quickly grab your bag from the floor and push past Five, you glance at him through tears, his face looked almost regretful, but it couldn’t be.

“Y/N wait!” You heard klaus shout but you were already half way down the stairs. “Five, what the fuck!” You heard steps chasing after you. It was pouring outside, and it was at least a 30 minuet walk back to your house, but you didn’t care.

“Y/n, you can’t walk home in this.” Klaus almost begged with you.

“Please just let me go, Klaus.” You step out the front door not giving him a chance to respond.

The rain was soothing on your hot face, you couldn’t hear the rain fall on the ground though, the thumping in your ears drowned everything out, you couldn’t believe Five, he’d never gone that far before.

‘shit.’ Five mumbled to himself once he heard the front door slam, he didn’t mean to say that, he was so angry at Klaus for telling Y/N his secret, he didn’t know what to do. He knew he was always a bit too harsh on y/n, he just didn’t know how to handle his feelings for them. He’d never met anyone who could challenge him and win, y/n was the only person who beat him on any tests you had in school, the only person who could distract him enough to completely forget the world around him.

“Five!” he could hear Klaus getting closer to him. “What the fuck? why do you have to be such a dick all the time! You always ask when Y/N is coming over then you go and upset her, every time, you say you fancy her and go do shit like that every damn time, you won’t have any chance with her if you keep going.” Klaus was angry, really angry. “And you know what Five? I hope you don’t get with her, she’s my best friend and she deserves better.”

Five knew what he meant, he could see that. She did deserve better than him. Five just looked down, clenched his fists and disappeared. A flash of blue and he was gone. Klaus almost wanted to scream, y/n was the best person he’s ever met, it’s almost as if he can’t have anything to himself in this house. Klaus slammed his door, hard, he was done with Five, always asking how to win y/n over and then completely ignores any advice he gives and he gives good advice. He told him everything from her favourite music to her favourite plants and trinkets.

It was now Monday, you and Klaus had been face-timing almost all weekend as you always do, he hadn’t mentioned anything about Five and you were grateful. You were waiting for Klaus just outside the Academy, it was a sunny day so you knew during all the breaks you and Klaus would probably be outside basking in the sun. You heard the door open and you look up expectantly.

“Hey y/n.” It was Five, he was in a crisp suit as he was always. His eyes burnt into yours.

“Oh, is Klaus almost ready?” You ask, keeping eye contact with him, not letting him intimidate you.

He goes to speak but gets interrupted by Klaus, you smile at him wearing a leather skirt and a crop top and dark eyeliner. He graciously links arms with you and pulls you off, you spare a look at Five behind you and you see him with clenched fists walk back into their mansion of a home. You and Klaus talk about his new fascination on one of the senior boys in a few of your classes, Dave, you and Dave occasionally talk in classes and Klaus practically begs you to get his number for him. You would try and do it for Klaus but you didn’t know if Dave liked boys or not but despite the facts, Klaus still begged you to get his number.

Once you get to school, you and Klaus head to your locker, the entire time he wouldn’t stop talking about Dave, you notice a small piece of paper thats slightly crumpled. In small, seemingly rushed writing, was ‘y/n x’.

“Recognise this writing?” You ask Klaus. He looks at you cheekily, without a second thought he snatched it from you.

“Hmm, I wonder what it says?” He says sarcastically as he opens it to read it aloud, reaching well above you so you couldn’t reach it. “y/n, sit with me in physics? -A x” He paused. “Who’s A? Wait, isn’t it that senior you spilt water over? Wait y/n!” He excitably garbs your arm, hitting it many times. “He sits next to Dave! y/n you’ve got to sit next to him, not just for you, but for me.”

You grabbed the note and shove it into your pocket, you just sigh and agree, if you weren’t going to do it for yourself, you’d do it for Klaus and his weird obsession with Dave.

You say your goodbyes as you make your way to physics, you felt nervous, you usually don’t sit with anyone and just get your head down to get your work done. As you walk into the lesson you see him sat in his seat, you smile and go to sit next to him.

“Nice to see you got my note.” He beams, he was cute, but not Five cute. You couldn’t wrap your head around how he acted this morning when Klaus practically dragged you away from him. He looked almost sad when you didn’t respond. Speaking of the devil, Five walked into the class, calculating eyes scanning the room until they land on you, his eyes then move to the boy next to you causing his eyebrows to furrow. You’ve never moved seats since you started the class. You turned to the boy next to you and started a conversation about the assignment thats due in soon, you hear a chair behind you scrape. The chair where you’d usually sit, a quick glance confirmed that it was Five, you did what any reasonable person would do and completely ignore him, all lesson. You feel his eyes in the back of your head all lesson, only to get worse when the boy next to you leant over and whispered a joke into your ear too make you laugh, and it did.

Five couldn’t believe it, y/n shamelessly flirting right in front of him. He filled with anger every time he’d look at her, when they’d touch legs, give each other little looks but the worst moment was watching him lean over and whisper something into y/n’s ear and she laughed. Y/n laugh was almost like heaven, soft and quiet, Five desperately wanted to be the one making y/n laugh.

You had two periods free, you began your walk to the schools library, as you do every Monday, you’d pick a book that you haven’t read and begin to make an attempt at it and even though you hated to admit it, it was your favourite part about Mondays. But suddenly, you were pulled to the side and in a flash of blue you were gone, and just like that you were stood in a room in front of the very person who said he’d ‘rather chew his own foot’ than be with you, the person who has continuously tried to put you down since you first met him, your crush, Five.

“What. The. Fuck. Five!” You say angrily at him, you repeat the phrase, pushing him away from you when you said it. All he did was look at the floor. “You can’t just teleport me whenever you want, honestly, if you’ve genuinely just brought me here to have a go please just leave me be honestly. What the fuck.” You emphasise the last words.

“Let me explain, please?” You just crossed your arms at him, waiting for whatever response he could give you. He just sighed before continuing “I’ve been an asshole to you, I know I have, it’s just,” He paused, looking at you, “You might not believe me when I say this, but I like you, y/n” You saw the vulnerability in his eyes. “And I don’t expect you to forgive me right away, but please let me make it up to you, everything that I’ve done. I promise I’ll do anything.” You looked at him, and you saw the real him, all his cards out on the table. You let your arms drop and look down.

“Promise?” you say sticking your pinky finger out, childish, but he knew that you took them very seriously.

“Promise.” Five said as he interlocked your pinky fingers. You smile, hoping he does keep his promise.

Six months later, Five had kept his promise. You were sat on his bed finishing off work before your finals, soft music was playing in the background. You quietly hummed to the tune of the song, Five was laying his head on your shoulder, lazily watching you neatly write out equations.

“Wheres Klaus?” He asks as you set your notes to one side.

“He’s on a date with Dave.” You lean into Fives arms, he just hummed in response.

He pulled you down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around you, you listen to his heartbeat, the soothing beat sounding like music to your ears. You feel him press a kiss to your forehead, you were glad he kept his promise and made up for everything that he’s done. Five slowly gained your trust by just sitting with you in lessons to start with, then to dates at Griddys, picknicks, meals out and eventually you saying yes to being his girlfriend. It took Klaus a while to accept your new relationship but he eventually came around to it, especially since you got him Dave’s number. You were happy with Five, you close your eyes and get even closer too him, just as you fall asleep you hear him whisper.

“y/n I think I’m in love with you”

#the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy imagine #the umbrella academy x reader #Number 5 #Number 5 x reader #Five hargreeves #Five hargreeves x reader #Five #Five x reader #Number 5 imagine #tua #tua five #tua x reader #requested #i yet again hate this but i hope yall like it #thank u to the angel who requested this #luv u all stay fresh #my works

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jckelly · 5 years ago

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Is that JACK KELLY? Wow, they do look a lot like VAN MCCANN. I hear HE is an EIGHTEEN year old SENIOR who originally attended CARNIFEX Academy. Word is they are an ARISTOCRAT student. You should watch out because they can be PHILOPHOBIC and INSINCERE, but on the bright side they can also be WITTY and IMAGINATIVE. Ultimately, you’ll get to see it all for yourself. [YUNI, 20, GMT, SHE/HER]

im yuni and here is demon boi. he goes by jack but honestly demon boi is more appropriate. feel free to hit me up for connections

Class Schedule:

Linguistics

Physics

Astronomy

Calculus

Psychology

Philosophy

French

Personality

The first side most people see of Jack is the side he wants you to see. A total asshole. It’s not an exaggeration - he’s pretty much infamous for flirting with everyone, dating anyone and as a serial cheater. He’ll actively try to worm his way into your life, and then just when you start to care, he does something to hurt you. He’s strangely persistent, probably helping him to push people even further, until they snap. There is nothing which satisfies him more than managing to wind people up to the extreme, get them to the point where they give up. Adopted parents, friends, nobody is immune to this side - he even tries it on the people he genuinely cares about, as if just to see if he’ll still be able to push them away.

The second side, which most people don’t see, is that at heart Jack is a kid. He’s the type of person to ask if owls have ears at 3am, or get some childlike joy out of dumb jokes. Of course, this is the side nobody but a very small number of people see. And even if you do see it, it never lasts long. He keeps his true personality under wraps even amongst those he does like, and it only slips out if he’s extremely comfortable with you. Otherwise, he’ll go straight back to being a sarcastic, flirty piece of shit.

Biography

TRIGGER WARNINGS: DRUGS, AB*SE, NEGLECT

Jackson Kelly was born in a council estate in Sheffield, South Yorkshire, in the UK. His life prior to adoption is not something he routinely talks about, but that’s mostly because he’d rather not give people reasons to pity him: his mother, 15 when she gave birth to him, was a drug addict; he has no idea who his birth father is or was, and no inclination to find out. Jack’s first ten years of life pretty much fell into the same cycle: get put into foster care, his mother would get clean and take him back, and then the cycle would repeat. But when the cycle ended when he was ten, and he was removed from his mother’s care for good, he wasn’t ready for it to end yet.

Sure, she wasn’t the best parent. But she was his mother. Jack quickly developed a reputation for running away, always found back at the same place. Foster parent after foster parent always ended up returning him, unable to cope with his rebellious tendencies and the constant hunt for him after he had run. As he aged, he only became better at avoiding being found. It practically became a game to him, a way for him to entertain himself. So when a wealthy American heiress and her British CEO husband decided that of all people, they wanted to foster a now thirteen year old Jack, social workers almost wanted to ask if they’d misspoke. (Jack had assumed it was a practical joke.)

Claire and George, his new “parents,” were patient. They said he didn’t have to call them mum or dad, that even after they officially adopted him two years later he could keep his own surname, that they just wanted him to be happy. They moved him to a better school, got a private tutor to make up for lost time, tried to take an interest in his favourite things. But that wasn’t enough for Jack. Eventually, the situation resulted in drastic measures: a rainy afternoon with a social worker being told that Claire wanted to move the family to her birthplace of New York, and send Jack to the school she had attended many years prior. A fresh start would be better for him, they said. As if Jack didn’t know the real reason. He couldn’t run away if he was thousands of miles away.

And that was how a fifteen year old Jack made his way to Carnifex, with absolutely no change to his desire to wreak havoc or to his somewhat disturbing attitude towards other people. Therapists paid for by his adopted parents might say he was pushing people away to manifest emotions about neglect in early life; Jack would just say that he was keeping things interesting. Either way, the next couple years of his life escaped past him, and before he knew it he was in a school office, being told that his birth mother had died.

Obviously, Claire and George freaked, as if he would do anything. Pulled him out of school for a month, flew him back to England for the funeral, and practically wrapped Jack in bubble wrap like he was a baby or something. All he wanted to do was go back to school, ignore the guilt he felt in his stomach for letting them take him away, and go back to what he did best.

Wanted Connections!

Exes (Lots)

Jack has a habit of dating people, dropping them as soon as feelings get involved, cheating on them, and generally being an asshole. So if you want an ex for your muse… yeah.

Enemies

Again, he tends to happily mess with as many people as he possibly can. So he’s probably gotten on the wrong side of at least a couple people.

Friends (fake or real)

Like when he dates, he tends to get close to people before ditching them or screwing with them. So people who think they’re his friends but who aren’t really as close as they think are very welcome. I’m also down to have a couple people who can be the few he genuinely cares about.

#here is satan #luxorintro

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lareinenoir · 6 years ago

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Tom Hiddleston x reader [pt 3]

WARNING⚠️: Swearing in French and in English (Idk if you know any but it's my second language sort of.)

H/T > (hair type)

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Tom ended up taking you to get something to eat. He asks you what you prefer and the thing is, you didn't even mind. Your appetite was pretty big anyway.

"It doesn't matter. Im fine with anything." You say adjusting yourself in your seat. "What do you feel like eating?"

"Maybe Thai or just some sort of soup." Tom said with his hand still on the wheel. You couldn't help but laugh. He didn't look like a soup kind of guy, then again your interactions with guys was very limited since you and your ex of nine years broke up last year. "What's so funny?'' Tom asked curiously with his head to the side a bit a little hidden smile against his thin lips.

"I don't know.'' You shrugged feeling your face heat up because of the way he looked at you. "It's just...I never thought of men to be soup people. I always thought it was a women's thing like flat ironing hair. Not to generalize men and women." You say realizing how ignorant you must have sound. ''Im just going to stop talking now." You mumble looking away.

Lifting his glasses on his nose, Tom nods his head. "Of course. No generalization." He says.

You both end up at a Thai restaurant and he offers to go in. "What would like y/n?" Tom asks you.

Thinking for a moment you shrug. "I'm not good at making choices. I'll have what you're having." You tell him as he gets out, into the rain leaving you in the car.

Where are you?

You got a text Tabatha who you were so grateful to get a text from.

You: Tabby. You'll never guess what happened to me.

Tabatha: can tell me all about it when you get your butt back here.

You: When did you get back from Paris You said two weeks. How'd the wedding go?

Tabatha: Heck yeah I'm back. I don't like Tony that much. Tony mes fatigues.

You: That's annoying in French Right?

Tabatha: Oui now hurry up and get back here. I need some girl talk.

You: I'll try and get back soon. Im with a guy. His name is Tom and he is one sexy Brit!

Tabatha: fils de pute! Thats fantastic! Have fun à plus 😘

As many times as you heard Tabby say 'fils de pute' you never knew what it meant. You were to busy muttering it trying to figure out what it meant you didn't take notice that Tom came back.

"Son of a bitch." He says causally taking out your food.

Frowning you look over questioning what he just said. "What?" You asked taking your food.

And in a perfect British accent Tom says, "Fils de pute. It means son of a bitch, ehehe." Says Tom making you squirm a bit. "I didn't know you spoke French y/n."

Quickly shaking your head you laugh sighing. "I wish. My friend texted me and the way she talks-um- she just can't go a few sentences without saying something in French. And I'm still learning what she is trying to say." You look to Tom who was staring at you immensely. "If that," you clear your throat trying to look away. "if that makes any sense."

"Right if course, ehehe." Tom laughed going back to eating. "Where is your friend from? If you don't mind me asking."

"I don't remember the exact place but it's in central Africa. She moved here my senior year of highschool and we just stuck together like that." You motion with your hands.

You feel him looking at you this time and all you can do is blush and look away. "Do you have any place in particular you'd like me to drop you off?" He asks you licking his lips.

Wow. You gulp staring at his lips. The urge to touch them was strong and the fact that whilst having this entire conversation, you were blessed with the warmth of his hand on your knee.

"Y/n?" He asks again titling his head. Hearing him you didn't speak at first because you were trying to analyze if you wanted to say, 'Drop me off at your house.' But that would make you the creep. And the fact that by telling him where to drop you off, his hand would leave it's place and ultimately, the night would end.

"I'll give you the directions." You grin then turning back to face the dashboard grabbing a hold of your phone.

Arriving at your house you saw that the sky had cleared up. The smell of wet rain still lingered in the air. Tom rushed to your side of the door to open it for you. Such a gentleman you say to yourself.

"Can I walk you to your door?" He asks

As if you'd say no! Nodding your head and brushing a loose strand of your h/t hair. He held out his arm for you as you relished in the closeness of your bodies. The scent of his cologne you breath in and the urge to touch his hair.

GAH! You scream mentally to yourself. This was the first time since you've been out of your relationship that a guy interested you. The first guy to look at you and all you could think about was-

"Here you are." Says Tom pointing to the door and shoving his hand in his pocket. "Your roommate is in there I presume." He states hearing the loud Panic! At The Disco music.

"Yes." You nod laughing. You tried to get Tabatha into some other music but this is what she liked best. Knocking you hear the music stop and Tabatha in her bathrobes with her hair still in a shower cap with a bottle of wine in her hand.

"Y/N!" She says the stops when she sees Tom. "Sweet mother of God it's Tom Hiddleston!"

And the door is slammed in your face.

#@allthingzhiddleston #tom hiddleston #funny #fangirls #funny images #avengers #cute #adorable #love #marvel #fans #tom hiddleston x you #tom hiddelston imagine #tom hiddelson #louis tomlinson #tom hiddleston x reader #readers #reader

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freckliedan · 6 years ago

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ayyee den!! airports, preshow playlist, gtpwtw, and memories :)

hi leo!!! ty for the ask!!!

airports: how many countries have you traveled to?I’ve been to canada a few times-I was born in michigan so we visited ontario sometimes when i was a little kid? i don’t really remember that very well but i do remember driving through british columbia & yukon on our way to alaska bc when we moved here we drove &.. as a seven year old that’s the most boring thing in the entire world fdskjldsk.

i also was a part of people to people international’s student ambassador program when i was 13? & i was like.. 100% offline then, but i did go on a trip thru england, ireland, scotland and wales for 19 days in the summer of 2009 & in conclusion i think that just being in the same country as dnp when they became facebook friends was enough to turn me into the giant lesbian i am today due to proximity 2 their gay energies.

preshow playlist: one song that reminds you of dnpthere’s so many oh my god but i haven’t really been able to stop listening to one direction since seeing ii a month ago in la and while 18 is a song that like. fucking makes me cry sometimes bc it also reminds me so completely of me & my gf? amber @freckliephil and i were talking the other day & she told me that ready to run by 1d is the current, 2018 mood for dan and phil bc it really does seem like they might be coming out at some point not long after the tour and i just.. im a mess. i’m also working on making a 2009 playlist n thats fun & also ruining my lifee

gtpwtw: how long have you been a fan of dnpsince.. 2012? i looked it up the other day and i very first watched a video on november 27th that year, which i know bc my now-girlfriend-then-just-becoming-friends-ex-nemesis emailed me dan’s i will go down with this ship video then! which means i joined the fandom less than a month after the vday leak but not directly bc of the leak so.. honestly an incredibly messy time. i was engaged w the fandom on deviantart in 2012 and 2013, it was my main fandom & kind of my introduction to fandom? & then like rejection sensitive dysphoria & life stuff kind of steered me away frm having dnp as my main fandom for like.. a while? but i never stopped being fully demon in my heart, and i made this blog in april & i’m so so so happy that i did. i have another older tumblr that i’ve had since 2013 but having a blog just dedicated to dnp feels so nice & like.. being in the community is overall so good? my year has been so fucking incredible since starting to meet ppl & have friends through dnp? so thanks 2 amber for convincing me to take the plunge n make this blog honestly.

but yeah i’ve been here since 2012, dnp proved to me that love was real after my parents’ divorce, i realized the other day that i saw the first radio show live and i had no idea what to do with that information but my heart is so full of happiness n pride for dnp at how good they’re doing this year, thank u so much for asking me this question i didn’t even realize i had this much to say?

memories: what is your happiest memoryi have a few that are tied? i have a million soft happy memories with my gf, our love is. the exact same kind of love as dan and phil’s like i believe in soulmates bc of them but also me & my gf,,,, but my happiest memories?

one of the best memories would be like, so, for backstory? my girlfriend and i wrote and produced a musical out of spite at our old highschool during her senior year/the year after i graduated, and that includes like, being the teachers of a class full of other students between the ages of 11-18? and we did the entire thing in about a year entirely on our own, so just? hugging in the lobby after the opening night show ended with the incandescent and impossible sense of we did that and knowing it was just the beginning for us? was incredible. it’s incomparable to anything in the world.

a 2nd happiest memory is being in portland for a week in may 2017 with my best friend miles, and getting to meet amber @freckliephil & piper @asterlark after about a year of talking online? they’re my soulmates in a friend way and even though i’ve only had the chance to spend time with them in person during 3 periods of time in the last year and a half it feels more right to be where they are than to be in a different state than them it’s like. more calm and natural and relaxing to be in the same space? like, idk, i need to be alone to unwind sometimes but they’re some of the few people in the world i can be alone with and still calm down/recharge.

& a 3rd happiest memory is the 4 days i spent traveling to see ii this summer, i flew to portland & stayed w amber & piper for a night (& got my septum pierced bc i was doing my best to be living my truth to make dnp proud) & then we all flew to LA met a bazillion people from our gc and just? from meeting @plateho at the airport to seeing dnp live and literally full body sobbing when welcome to the black parade played right before the show (bc i knew every single person there including dnp backstage were probably all feeling the same exact overwhelming happiness and excitement please forgive me im a pisces rising We Just Cry) to staying up until literally 4:20am smoking weed & having conversations & just.. living for the moment? i’ve been a better happier more assertive version of myself since that week and i really, really like the new me. so. yeah.

i’d have to say those 3 are tied pretty dang thoroughly.

#long post/#it feels like a crime to not mention how much keerthi @inncarnate has brought #happiness and love into my life over the past 5 years though!#my other best friend soulmate.#yeah.#sorry to get so goddamn rambly oh my god!! whom ever taught me to talk #should've taught me how to shut up too!#jfsdk #anyways leo ty sorry to absolutely overshare in response to ur questions fdjskljkds #ly!!! <3 #friends #danslawdegree #den replies

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soccernetghana · 3 years ago

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Eddie Nketiah: England youth star wants to sort out Arsenal future before Ghana switch decision

Eddie Nketiah wants to sort out his club future with Arsenal before deciding on his international future with Ghana.Nketiah, 22, has sparked massive reaction in the West African nation after he boldly declared he was considering choosing between England and Ghana.The Arsenal playmaker confirmed his decision to switch from the European country to play for the country of his parentsjust one week after Ghana's leading football news outfit exclusively revealed the move.Ghana FA authorities are far advanced in their move to capture the youngster from England as talks have been held already with the family of the player over the switch.The 22-year-old's Ghanaian team-mate Thomas Partey has also piled the pressure on the youngster who now is keen to make the move to play for the Black Stars with the 2022 World Cup in Qatar looming.Now Nketiah himself has confirmed the decision to play for the Black Stars as both of his parents are Ghanaian even though he was born in London.But Nketiah wants to sort out his club future first.Im just trying to focus on the season until May and make sure I finish that in a good way and then sit down and see what I think is the best opportunity to allow me to take those steps and develop, he told The Beautiful Game podcast.Of course it is a possibility. Im open to both, playing for Ghana and playing for England as well."Its always good to have the opportunity to potentially do that."At the moment my full focus is obviously my club this season. Once that is finished, then I can really sit down with my family and have that kind of discussion."So I will just say it's open to both. I am not closing the door to anything. Obviously, it's great to have the opportunity.Despite being the record England U21 goalscorer, Nketiah has been ignored for call-ups into the England senior team.As he is yet to be capped at senior level for the Three Lions, he is qualified to make the switch and play for Ghana through his family.The London-born forward has played for both the England U17 and U21 sides, scoring 16 international goals for the latter.The young footballer is British by birth but his parents are not from England which provides the opportunity for him to switch and play for the Black Stars.Nketiah looks to be eyeing the chance of playing for Ghana as he is more likely to play regularly for the Black Stars.That is because he is less likely to play for senior national team of England where there's an embarrassment of riches in his position.With diminishing chances of representing the Three Lions of England at the international level, Nketiah's chances of playing at the World Cup appears brighter with Ghana.Ghana are confident of convincing the youngster to play for the Black Stars after the West African giants secured their fourth appearance at the global tournament.The Black Stars have qualified for the World Cup finals in Qatar too, drawn in a group with Uruguay, Portugal and South Korea, and Nketiah confirmed that he is open to the idea of switching allegiance ahead of the tournament. source: https://ghanasoccernet.com/

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trcnquils-archive · 7 years ago

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hihi everyone !! lily here with my favourite son , raffy !!! but like .. if you call him that he’ll definitely get booty tickled :/ anymeme , i’m just gonna warn you guys now that this intro’s gonna be pure garbage . like i know people joke but srsly ... anyways i have a stats page for raf here and a wc tag here but no bio bc i ... don’t have the emotional energy for that SO here’s the run down !

* raul esparza , forty five , cismale — hey , have you seen rafael romero anywhere ? i’m hearing beyond the sea by bobby darin so he must be around here somewhere . hm , maybe they’re at home in commercial drive or at work . they’re a high school teacher , y’know . people also call them the academic ‘cause they can be pretty reserved & stubborn . but others say they’re also benevolent & empathetic , so i guess it balances out .

okay not to be dramatic but .. raf had a pretty rough childhood idk why but ... all of my muses did .. maybe i’m projecting or maybe i like 2 suffer but uk.. its wtvr ig :/

background

death tw / cancer tw

— born in dawson creek , british columbia , raf’s family had to move to the small city of grande prairie when he was around eight years old . his dad was laid off from his job at the oil patch and they moved to alberta for the supposedly better jop opportunities but with only a high school diploma and his lack of ambition , there really wasn’t much there for him .

— with 5 kids in the family and an unemployed dad , raf always kinda knew the #struggle . and when he thought things couldn’t get any harder ! raf’s mom was diagnosed with stage three breast cancer his freshman year of high school , it kinda ran in her side of the family . then by the time sophomore year rolled around , raf was helping his dad plan her funeral .

— after that , things really started going downhill fast . his dad still couldn’t find a job and started pretty much flaking on them , disappearing multiple nights in a row , drinking heavily . raf’s dad was a good man , respectful , and care about his kids but just not enough . it came to a point when raf reached his eighteenth birthday that he just left them , with nothing more than a note apologizing , saying they’d do better without him .

— throughout high school and up until his college years you better believe that raf was on that work grind™ . his mom left him and his siblings the house plus a decent amount of money but he wanted to save that money for their schooling so he was working multiple jobs at a time , some full time , just to support himself and his siblings . raf missed so much school one year that he almost failed his junior year of high school . but grande prairie was a small place and all of his teachers pretty much knew what was going on so they cut him some slack .

— really , they pitied the kid . they tried really hard to help him in whatever way they could his senior year since they knew raf actually had potential . they got him to focus more on his education and work just that much harder and it all paid off ! because raf got a full-ride scholarship to the university of british columbia . things really started looking up after this .

— since he refused to leave his siblings behind , raf sold their house in grande prairie and used the money from that with the money their mom left them to move himself and his siblings to the tiniest , cheapest apartment he could find in vancouver . while still working , in ubc he completed his bachelor’s in english and afterwards he got accepted into their law school .

— after law school , raf flitted around the city between different jobs at smaller firms for a couple of years until landing a decent one at one of the city’s top corporate law firms . there , he worked his way up and up through the years , earning a name for himself in the city until he reached the title of senior partner . throughout this , he supported his siblings , helping put them through college , etc .

— it was some time around this point in his life that raf fell in love , got married , and had a kid of his own . but he was so focused on work , not wanting his family to go through the same financial struggles he did , that he completely forgot about spending time with his wife and son . this was the main reason his wife divorced him and moved out of their condo and this kinda .. what led raf to ~reinvent~ himself and have a reverse mid-life crisis jfdijfing

— so he dropped his HIGH-PAYING JOB AT A TOP NOTCH CORPORATE LAW FIRM smh ,,, and picked up a teaching job at his sons high school :/ can u say .. embarrasing .. but he a smort binch and worked smth out money wise so that they’re not broke .... like a savings ? im a dum binch so idk but like ... yeah ....

— so like right now , raf just wants to spend time with his son , inspire kids , help them the way his old teachers helped them in high school . even tho ... he kinda fucked emotionally , doesn’t think his feelings are valid ... #relatable #toxic masculinity ,, but like hes TRYING ok

connections

— coworkers !! pls ! maybe they get along , maybe raf hates them , maybe they hate raf , gimme all of it !

— friends ! casual or more the ride or die , “i won’t let you go through this alone” type , whatever works !!

— former students . again , maybe they hated each other , or maybe ! raf changed someone’s life , a gal can only dream right ...

— neighbours . if ur muse lives in commercial drive in a maybe nicer condo , cause y’know , he spoils his son , then ! maybe they cld be neighbours !!

— uhhh people who are friends w his son ? idk that’s kinda weird but he’s like 17/18 sooo uk , go off

— someone that knew him from his #lawyerdays would be cool too ! so if your muse is in tht typa scene .. they cld meet him now n be like ... wow u rlly downgraded :/

— idk being a dad is natural to him , he’s been a dad since he was like 15 so if ur muse needs guidance ... the light ... a father figure ... big brother .... let a heaux know cause i think raf lowkey thrives off of being needed ....

— anything else ! if you have any other ideas or maybe we shld just surprise ourselves and completely do it chem based , that’s cool too ! i’m literally down for anything !!

there’s a bunch of personality stuff on his stats page i don’t wanna make this any longer than it already is SO THATS IT IM DONE IM GOING TO STOP TYPING NOW BUT PLS !! give my sad boi some life

#van.intro #wow .. i call this a run down ?#i just .. love him sm :( im srry #« ☂ ⁞ ❛ you have dreams in life ? that’s lit ❜ › ooc »

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kuroandtheguys · 7 years ago

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QUOTES (as in things i’ve said, not necessarily original things but things ive said.) FROM MUN HIKARY,HER DAD AND CLASSMATES AS RP STARTERS:

"get your fuck boy out of my house"

"Listen here you fuck nugget"

"don't touch me you bafoon"

"leave the soul alone"

"WHERE IS SPACE DAD"

"i got some shoes from my drug dealer, i dont know what he laced them with but i've been tripping all day...."

"Sure thing Chew-Brocka"

"the beatings will continue until morale improves."

"looking to protect yourself or deal some damage?"

"The egg-salts?"

"much cheese cake"

"FIGHT ME"

"DO YOU FOLKS LIKE COFFEE!"

"baby,princess, dear,dearest. Do me a favorite and get your head out of my ass"

"Whats up gays!"

"Its 1 get the fuck up you lil shit"

"its a porch...not a deck....."

"when one plays the earth game twister one finds out more about the other's than they wanted"

"pain is your reward for being near me."

"oh it's the nasty crime boi"

"follow the yellow-dick road"

"these jokes arent the only thing that suck"

"stupid controls! I said walk to the side not jump off the cliff"

"_GET YOUR DICK OUT OF MY GODDESS!"

"Zarkon unhand my space father"

"sadness is merely a part of life."

"BON BON YOU WANT SUM FUC"

"they're gonna play Mario cart"

"that's how friendship dies"

"ID BE THE TINY ANGRY GUY, I CANT REMEMBER HIS NAME"

"Space Dad jokes are out of this world"

"space dad part of a balanced breakfast"

" i wonder whats over here, oh its plot"

"not all wood resists magic damage"

"destroy us all!"

"i could pee in a bucket and tell him it's beer."

"i would fuck lance because who wouldn't"

"ITS BECAUSE IM A DEMON ISINT IT? THATS RACIST!"

" IF YOU LOVED ME YOUD KILL THE SPIDERS"

"Fite me!"

"fuck Shiro because, just look at him. Who wouldn’t?"

"I am tumblr senpai"

"Why is he grinding?!"

"They bonded by beating the shit out of eachother."

"ah ah put those grabby hands away." (wow without context that sounds really dirty)

"if I have social anxiety and YOU have social anxiety then who's going to order the food?"

"now if they made space dad shaped mac and cheese i wouldnt mind so much"

"it could be 1 of 2 things metal leg or morning wood"

"i like chicks not dicks"

"why cant you just say vagina?"

"Ok so if you ever need a break from your mech with a watersport kink let me know."

"I love you" "dude thats gay..." "we are litterly having sex"

"watch your mouth you little shit"

"yes daddy dearest"

"COME HERE MY SPACE CHILD"

"Let me hug you space child"

"i must adopt this lost space child"

"soft and warm space dad"

"omg your so extra"

"hgn those claws he could just rip me apart"

"we can go inside"

"i wouldn't want to expose you"

"he's see more of your girlfriend than you have"

"we had a bonding moment i punched you in the face!"

"I ate my school"

"this limp noodle"

"PRAISE MUNWAY"

"You wanna ride my huge dragon"

"and i don't know....somethin' bout friendship..."

"Tid be a pitty if i killed him off"

"you've been shanked" "..with a ruler..."

"did you just giggle your boobs at me?"

"It was an earth shattering shit"

"I am the pumpkin gardian"

"Hold my beer and watch this mother fucker

"Careful nuts make you swell, just ask your sister"

"My dad the crack dealer"

"balls deep in an au"

"Don't fuck on my expensive leather couch you cunts"

"He's a perceptive hoe"

"blubbering balls of teenage awkwardness"

"What can I say except~ FUCK OFF"

"I am the alpha dad"

"thats a kick in the danger clam"

"your gonna get your weiner stuck in the baby gate"

"I'm taking you back to the pound"

"I'm so sorry the princess had his feelings hurt"

“Hey demons, it’s ya boi, Satan. Give me the homie back”

"my name is stan, im satan"

"I Came Here For A Good Time And All I Got Was Porn"

"it went from warm to freezing because snow miser is shitting on us"

"Near death can be fixed with ducktap"

"I don't remember what I did with my pants"

"It smells" "You smell" "Your face smells" "You almost got punched I'm the face"

"Bueno bear"

"MAKE THAT ANGST YOUR BITCH"

“Gently bullied him into submission”

*Holds up fishing pole and bubbles* hookers and blow.

"To hard, to thick. I'd get hair stuck in my teeth" "...don't ever say that in public."

"Even lesbians like babies"

"My dad is like a fun vampire"

You are a steampunk blood warrior with a plan"

"You are a steampunk blood warrior with a flan"

"You've been hit by you've been struck by a smooth lesbian"

"You just made the inquisitior gay" "Yes" 5 minutes later "So what else us on the table" "The inquisitior"

"Did...did you just call the Cat a butt plug?"

"not like that you kinky fuck"

"kinky princess Matthew holt and his fluffy sidekick Mr whiskers."

"DONT MAKE ME KINKSHAME YOU AGAIN" "MAYBE YOU'LL KINKSHAME ME HARD THIS TIME"

"I'm gay and I'm ready to party"

"You founded a country on cocaine and prostitution?"

"You know what looks delicious" "What" "Your tight ass" "Your a hoe, like ben" "_ lemme smash"

"Human Sacrifice is always an option if you aren't a weak little bitch."

"Last time you had an imaginary friend I'm pretty sure it was a demon"

" I don't want to be propositioned by you in private!"

"Don't vore the dogs"

"Surely not everyone was kung-fu fighting" "They were" "..we're they fast as lightning?" "No they were slow, Tai Chi mother fucker"

"There’s a train of thought but it’s been de railed and Billy the kid robbed it."

"Shes just where burgers go to die"

"Im a priest to our lady of sin and this is my seeing eye dragon"

"Hello nightmares my old freind"

"they took some scaly lizard dick"

"I would go to Satan jazz club"

"Gandalf the off white"

"Stop kicking my puppy"

"You sleep darted that man in the dick"

"i didn't hit puberty...i just kinda shook it's hand"

"Tall, dark, warm and edgy. The perfect dad"

"Cerberus thinks he's a lap dog"

"thank god for incredible upper body strength"

"No ship wars. I multi ship like an adult" "Am I an adult I poly ship?" "Yes"

" my flaccid dagger"

"He's running around like a squirrel on crack"

"Could you please acidenly flex somewhere else your distracting me"

"It is the first day of Christmas fucker"

"Don't make me beat ypu with egg nog"

"Why did it suddenly become British?"

"You've been BLUNDERSTRUCK"

"Slav tellaported from another dimension to punch you in the arm"

"Floating kingdom of dabalon"

"I like my nightshade pomegranate flavored"

"dont dab on my boobs"

"The first vampire ran into the sun"

"I need a pocket sendak"

"Four score and 7 years ago our founding pirates"

"Been fueling up on....."

"Life is a highway?"

"the lyrics are coke and whiskey dumb ass"

"all i want for Christmas is the dreamiest daddy."

"HAIL KURO"

"patience yields fucking"

"Gray haired man on a house coming through" "I tottally thought you said gay haired man"

"Oh... mood"

"You wrap presents like a blind t rex"

"i take a look at me enormous-"

"white privilege."

"I swear to all of the gods I'm going to climb you like a fucking vine"

"The pellar, he uh.... loves his goat"

"whispers goat fuckerrrr"

"sleeping with slytherins" "dont you mean sirens?" "same fucking thing"

"No one told you life was gonna be this-" "Gay?"

"I am truly the hobo on top of the polar express" "No your the homo ontop of the polar express" "Can't she be a homo hobo?"

"Kinkshame me harder"

“Kinkshame me harder spicy papa”

"Male griffin returns and is like what the fuck did you do to my wife"

"WITH YOUR SHAG CARPET ID BE GETTING HAIR BALLS"

"Drug cloud please disperse"

"Just cause I'm gay dosent mean the cake needs to be"

"BITCH I OUTRANK YOU"

"Just cause I'm gay dosent mean the cake needs to be"

"Right in the paw patroler"

"Stuffed em up Mr patato head's butt"

"feed me"

"i swear if you start singing-"

"must be blood"

"here she gose again"

"must be fresh"

"i dont wanna hear this"

"FEED ME, FEED ME SEYMORE~"

"Get on the fucking dragon or I will leave you in this tower"

"Vivia le roi" "LONG LIVE THE REVALUATION" "No.... long live the king"

"I'm a senior my vote counts more"

"I am gentle snek"

"The boner wizzard is a girl" "That's a dragon" "Girl dragon"

"my father the actual 5 year old" "thats right 5 times a whole bunch"

"why..... is your icon a crotch buldge?"

"Layers" "Like an oinion" "Yes and their all gonna make you cry"

"You blushing" "I'm pasty and I burn in the sun anytime I go out." "So your burned..?" "Yes fucker"

"You should be careful dancing around with those daggers when I'm throwing fire" "It won't hurt me. It's friendly fire"

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kandadiff · 4 years ago

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Isla Paradiso

-- After pretty much everyone arrives in the house... tension is high --

~ Kitty ~

Robin wasn’t a very well known man unless you paid attention to foreign films ( he was in plenty of European movies), were a fan of grunge rock (The Band he was in was fairly popular but he wasn’t the lead singer - instead he was the guitarist) or knew his brothers coming from a family of socialites. These reasons were why most of the house members didn’t really know who he was save for the thirsty ones who saw his instagram or those who knew he had a relationship with Kitty when she was younger before Harry. When she was growing up they were friends, there families often vacationing together and love blossomed between them, fizzling out to soon when career takeoffs came about and she ballooned into a huge star.

Robin however still had much more then lingering feelings for the white haired singer. He was in love with her and despite the years trying to get over her, he could never fully let go of her. They still spoke constantly, he showed up to her shows, wrote songs with her, credited her on being his best friend and wrote several songs dedicated to her (although he never out right told her that), thats why he was outside in the summer heat sword fighting with sticks like they used to do when they were children.

“Got you!” She shouted victoriously as Robin came back from his daydream feeling the stick poke into his side. He dropped to his knees clutching his side dramatically.

“Lady Kara, you fiend.” He declares loudly causing her to giggle and his smile to break through the dramatics. “You have defeated me” he falls on his back, looking up at her, she looked just like an angel. Her hair perfectly framed her face as the bright sun shown like a halo around her head. “You may have my kingdom!”

“I won fair and square sir robin” she mimicked his British accent and pretended to plant her sword stick into the ground “I claim this land for the kingdom of Morrose!”

“I will get my kingdom back” he gasped dramatically before closing his eyes and playing dead. He heard her giggle, the sound making him smile before opening his eyes surprised to see her so close to his face. “Always a pleasure fighting with you.”

“Pleasures all mine.” she grabbed his hand and went to pull him up when another name called out to her. Robin got to his feet wiping his dirtied hands on his pants and fixing the flower crown in Kittys hair while she watched who approached her. He looked at Harry quizzically hearing kitty sigh slightly.

“Want me to stay?” He asked defensively already moving to be in front of her but she shook her head.

“No its okay.” She said as Harry approached eyeing Robin. Harry never truly liked robin and really only tolerated him for the fact that he was close with Kitty. But anyone with eyes could see how much robin liked her and he had no idea how Evan put up with him.. maybe it was for the same reason he did. Kitty was innocent and it seemed like ruining her relationship with Robin would be a bad idea however now it didn’t seem so bad.

“Hey kit, can we talk?” Harry asked taking his eyes off Robin and looking down at the shorter girl. “we can sit by the water.” Kitty shifted looking at the bench not to far from them and politely nodded. Robin watched them walk away making sure to stay close just incase he had to bash the face of Harry in. Something he wanted to do ever since the boy broke her heart two years ago and was trying to pull her in only to push her back away.

“Kitty can I tell you how beautiful you look? even in simple clothes you look like a million dollars.”

“I’d rather you didn’t” She said quietly not looking at him but rather at the water, the waves crashing in rhythm.

“Well you do” he said and they sat in silence. He went to put his hand close to hers so she placed both of her hands in a neat clasp on her legs, Robin clutching the stick he was using as a sword moments ago and was ready to use it as a bat. Harrys name practically carved into it. “I just wanted to say-”

“Before you say what you want to say.” she said finally looking at him, her blue eyes meeting his green ones. “I want to tell you something. I support you Harry, I buy all your music, I vote for you when I can and I still respect you as an artist however, I don’t want you to continue to pursue me anymore. Isn’t it getting tiring?” he looked at her a bit stunned but couldn’t find the words to say anything. “I love Evan, I loved you but you cheated on me and while I was your friend I don’t even really want to be that anymore. I won’t be rude to you and I don’t want to ruin your time in this house but you need to understand my stance is unchanging.”

“You said that before.”

“And I was naive and missed you.” She said shaking her head and looking back at Robin who took it as a sign to move over to her still clutching the stick. She looked back at Harry who's expression was cold as he looked at Robin no longer registering what kitty was saying only focusing on Robin who no doubt told her to say this. Told her not to trust him, told her to forget about him. She loved him once, love doesn’t just go away.

“Go back inside.” Robin said when she stood up to go leave. She nodded heading back to the house and Robin glared at Harry. Harry shook a bit under the mans gaze but tried not to show it. “Stay away from her.” Harry stood up to get on his level and speak to him with the same anger in his voice but Robin pushed him back on the bench pressing the stick to his throat and pushing. Harry trying to push back but Robin was stronger then he looked. Robin pressed himself deeper onto Harry pushing the stick further into his windpipe. “You know how easy it is to crush vocal cords? Only takes about three pounds of pressure- then what would you do for a career?” Harry began to choke and reach out scratching at Robins face but Robin didn’t budge a bit. “I could end everything for you - you’ll just be another boy band member forgotten” he pressed it deeper and Harrys lips began turning a sickly blueish hue. Suddenly he let go, dropping the wood to the ground and standing straight up as though he wasn’t just threatening his life. Harry gasped for breath, desperately sucking air until his sore throat. “Remember that the next time you try and do anything like that again.”

---- Jennie ----

Jennie sat in relative silence while Jiyong took out his frustrations around her. He was yelling in Korean, throwing his stuff around the room and cursing. So much cursing. She was grateful that mostly everyone was out for his arrival at the house because even she was having a hard time holding it together. She honestly thought she had done the right thing. Wasn’t stepping up to defend your relationship the right thing to do? You and CL had spoke false statements about it and she had settled it ... she didn’t mean to do it violently but thats how it had turned out, so why was he yelling that it was the wrong thing to do?

“🍥You made a fool out of us!” He shouted again looking at her with anger embedded in his eyes. His face flushed red and his hands in fists. He pounded on the table “🍥do you understand I want us to be private! I don’t want people shouting at us bringing us hate! and you made a fool out of yourself and me!”

Jennie looked down at the table feeling much like a little girl being scolded by her father rather than a woman with her significant other. “I didn’t mean to-”

“🍥But you did!” He went on shouting for a few more minutes until once again bringing up CL “🍥and my best friend too Jennie! A senior to you-”

“🍥They hit me too!” Jennie attempted to defend herself getting a little angry with how he wasn’t seeing anything wrong with the other sides actions other then they’re overreacting but they laid hands on her too. why was she getting all the blame? “🍥I defended us, yeah I could have done it better but-”

“Jennie-”

“🍥I did wrong yes but so did they! and you are here yelling at me for it when you should be yelling at them too! Why aren’t you?!”

“🍥I should yell at them on the phone then? Start another scene or would you like to do that since you are so much better at causing problems than me?!”

Jennie shook her head and stood up looking at him, all the words you yelled at her coming back into her mind. ‘GD is only with you because your the next big thing and he's fading!’ / ‘think about how your fans would drop if they knew you were dating him! the rumor keeps him tied to you without the commitment! your an idiot being used!’ / ‘He only wanted to go public with me!’

“Where are you going?” he asked running his hands through his dark hair, something he did when he was stressed. Jennie hadn’t even realized she was walking towards the door until he called her away from her troubling thoughts.

“Jiyong” her voice was weak and quivering and she hated that she sounded so small. “If you had to chose right now between me and her regardless of anything and everything, would you chose me?”

“Jen-”

“Answer me!” her voice coming out louder then she thought she could muster but it still shivered and broke with the signs of heartbreak. “Who would you chose?!”

“Don’t make me do this Jen.” he said his eyes never leaving hers and she felt tears sting her eyes when she looked into them. She didn’t see love or sorrow, she saw shame and pity. She shook her head and he went to her. “I care about you-” his voice was softer confusing her wondering if he truly meant it or was he just saying that.

“No” she said needing to think this out away from him when tears weren’t escaping her eyes and when he was away from her. “No I need to leave.”

“Stay Jennie im sorry for loosing my temper-”

“No” she shook her head opening the door and walking into the hallway rushing towards the stairs. she ignored him calling after her and started running until she couldn’t hear him anymore. She ran outside and away from the house, hot tears streaming down her face as sobs left her throat. She ran and ran and ran until her legs hurt and she was in the small town about a mile from the beach house. Grateful the streets were pretty sparse on the cloudy day she felt herself collapse next to a building, feeling her body rock with sobs.

Her mind wandered to her trainee days where g was her friend much like a brother to her, he helped her be better in Papa YG’s eyes. He gave her confidence and the arrogance that came with knowing someone like him. She thought of the times when you were in BlackPink and how he was obviously attached to you and how insecure she was - not because she liked him - but because she felt small and weak again. That weird New Zeland foreigner that no one wanted to hang out with. She remembered gathering Jisoo and Lisa against you to make you leave the group. She knows GD knew she had something to do with it and he stopped chatting with her or even acknowledging her for a while. She slipped back in hating herself for feeling like such a whiny brat but he helped her validation. she was still insecure. Maybe thats why she hooked onto Suga - no she knows thats why she did. She felt white hot shame rush into her as she cried more. Gd was using her wasn’t he? no man just goes from hating a girl to wanting to be with her at a random time. Just when she was about to apologize to you, he came back in her life with open arms and foolishly she ran back into them thinking he missed her as a teacher misses a student but flowers and secret meetings were part of it and it turned romantic. She was a fool wasn’t she? a stupid girl with stupid dreams that never learns. She buried her face in her hands crying almost violently until she heard someone calling her name and cursed herself for not staying more out of sight? How would she explain this to a fan?

“Jennie?” she heard a pair of footsteps approach and tried her best to rub her tears away but her face was red and she knew her eyes looked swollen. She faced away from the stranger and attempted to wave him away as though he was mistaking her for another person. “Jen, I know its you.” She knew the voice after that, and looked up at Mino, who's smile faded when he saw her face. “Whats wrong?” at that she began crying again sliding down the graffitied wall and crying into her hands.

He knelt down poking her knees while he tried to get her to talk, he realized he was only going to get yes or no questions from her given how hard she was sobbing so he placed his jacket around her and asked away “Did someone hurt you?” she nodded “Are you hurt? did they hit you? rob you?” she shook her head “are you here alone?” she nodded “did you walk here?” a nod “did someone fight with you at the house again?” she shook her head and his wrinkled his forehead confused. “Do you want to go back home?” she shrugged sobbing harder. “Okay” he thought for a moment before lifting her chin up and wiping her tears away “lets get you cleaned up and maybe some ICEE’S? that always makes me feel better.” She said nothing but allowed him to grab her gently and hook an arm around her waist to steady her as he walked with her to Ralphs ignoring the natives glancing occasionally at her. “She had a bad day.”Mino said annoyed they were even in her business. He paid for her favorite flavor ‘Guava’ and placed it in front of her while taking small nibbles of his cherry. “Eat Jen, it will make you feel better.” she attempted to take the spoon and stuck a small scoop in her mouth thanking him quietly. at least she stopped crying. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked scooting closer so they wouldn’t have to be so loud but she shook her head and he nodded sitting next to her while she quietly and sadly ate her ice cream feeling comforted by him when he took her hand in his. “Its going to be okay Jennie, I promise.”

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carterashofficial · 7 years ago

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Thanks, Aearyn

@aearyn was so unbelievably kind to tag me for this

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (ahaha no i wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy this took forever)

— what was your last…

1. drink: water. from the fridge. there might’ve been a dog hair in it because Scout and Abbey show their love through shedding. I didn’t care. 2. phone call: my old internship asking why I never got my w-2 form 3. text message: a coupon from World Market, if that counts. If not, i texted myself a spoiler for the kotfe fic so i don’t forget 4. song you listened to: Champion by Carrie Underwood b/c i love it and I NEED THE POSITIVITY 5. time you cried: UH... writing the kotfe fic. But i wasn’t actually crying. it was more like “im tearing up at this one scene b/c its breaking my heart”. Actual crying? been... so long i can’t remember.

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: ahahahhahahahahahaha.... ahahahhaha..... ahahahhahahahaha despite my best intentions, i’ve never dated anyone. I’ve been trying to change that. I want romance in my life. 7. kissed someone and regretted it: That would imply i’ve had my first kiss, and im 22 years old and still haven’t had it. APHRODITE WHY AM I SINGLE. I’M READY TO MINGLE 8. been cheated on: see above. Can’t be cheated on if you’ve never HAD A DATE 9. lost someone special: i would rather not consider this question, but Domino, Jewel, and my Grandma (all were very, very sudden and hit me like a bag of bricks). 10. been depressed: ha ha ha apparently i’ve had depression since i was 15. I was officially diagnoses in January of 2017 and have been on medication since. ahahaha 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no I can barely get drunk even when i try, let alone enough for a damn hangover. Seriously. I can drink like Carmadda and not get drunk.

— fave colours

12. soft eggshell green 13. the blue at the edge of the horizon 14. metallic anything

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: ........yes? i think? 16. fallen out of love: ahahahahaha no b/c i’ve never been in love (in the romantic sense and that’s how im taking this) 17. laughed until you cried: always 18. found out someone was talking about you: in the worst of ways 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20. found out who your friends are: oooooh yes 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: never been kisses

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: all? how else do people find you on there? 23. do you have any pets: many. Scout, Abbey, the neon tetras (named the Heralds of Zildrog), my various shrimp, and Corypheus and Valkorian the golden inca snails 24. do you want to change your name: no, but i used to 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went bowling 26. what time did you wake up today: i woke up 3 times, once to Bug getting ready for school, then my mom asking if i opened the vitamins, then... i think 9 was when i finally crawled out 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: playing swtor or looking up some fresh and funky memes 28. what is something you can’t wait for: finished the next kotfe fic chapter and breaking everyone’s hearts. Or the next major expansion of SWTOR. I NEED ANOTHER CINEMATIC TRAILER LIKE GODDAMN 30. what are you listening to right now: nothing my house is silent and in the far, far distance, sometimes i can hear cars on the toll road 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i have an uncle named Tom. I have spoken with him. So Yes. 32. something that’s getting on your nerves: socialization. I can only take so much around others. If I was a Sim i’d have the lonely trait. 33. most visited website: Tumblr or my school’s student login page 34. hair colour: blonde/brown im really smack in-between and i just dye it lighter to make it blonde enough for me to be blonde 35. long or short hair: long. so long. down to my butt long 36. do you have a crush on someone: not sure. i like him, he’s funny and thinks im funny, and teases me back, but im shit at reading signs and far too much a coward to ask him out. I’m not sure. I had a major crush in high school that resulted in me falling in love with a guy but we never offically dated and then he crushed my heart. Long story. So i try to avoid crushes lest i break my heart again. 37. what do you like about yourself: bitch im fabulous 38. want any piercings: i got 3 in the lobes of each ear and cartilage in the left. If i get any more I think my mom would have a heart attack 39. blood type: ??????? no idea. I know my sister is O 40. nicknames: Milky (only drank milk as a kid, but this nickname has sorta phased away). Other nicknames give away my real name. But I do respond to my sister’s name. 41. relationship status: single and ready to flamingle 42. sign: Aquarius 43. pronouns: she/her 44. fave tv show: i literally can’t pick one b/c ive watched nearly every cop show on Netflix, including some that aren’t in english. All the cooking competitions i can find on Netflix and youtube, and im running out of TV to watch when i do art. Halp. 45. tattoos: Zero because my fatal fear is needles. 46. right or left handed: Left. left left left seriously i can.... maybe dip a french fry in ketchup with my right but that’s it 47: ever had surgery: wisdom teeth removed count? 48. piercings: 7 total in the ears and nothing else. 49. sport: I watch baseball and hockey (SPEAKING OF WHICH, GO DUCKS!). Used to play softball and some soccer. 50. vacation: if i can graduate a quarter early I want to go visit my family in florida and michigan 51. trainers: is... this british for shoes? i wear berkenstocks. only berkenstocks. because crocs are so comfortable but people judge. I also have hella wide feet where ever ‘wide’ shoes are too narrow. I can get by in Vans or my old old Nikes that i hardly ever wear

— more general

52. eating: whether or not if ketchup should go on it, ketchup is going on it. Unless if it’s breakfast food or desert. Breakfast food is my favorite and i could happily live off it it. 53. drinking: water, tea, juice, milk, Mike’s black cherry hard lemonade, monster energy drinks, RC Cola.... i drink a variety of things. Mostly water and tea. 54. i’m about to watch: i dont know I’VE RAN OUT OF THINGS TO WATCH ON NETFLIX 55. waiting for: myself to go out on a date and/or meet The Guy 56. want: many things. 57. get married: One day. 58. career: ssssssssttttttttttuuuuuuuuuudddddddeeeeeeennnnnnntttttttt

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: i want both but maybe not from the same people. 60. lips or eyes: depends what each are doing tbh 61. shorter or taller: taller b/c im short and can’t reach the top shelf 62. older or younger: older but at this point im 22 and a lot of my classmates are 21 so like.... my generation. 63. nice arms or stomach: arms 64. hookup or relationships: relationships 65. troublemaker or hesitant: depends. like really depends. I’ll probalby go with troublemaker b/c they tend to be funny and on-the-spot and im a planner.

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: never kissed anyone..... ha ha ha 67. drank hard liquor: so yes. 68. turned someone down: ahahahhahahahaahaha haha ha. Actually yes I got asked to homecoming my senior year by this one dude who still gives me the creeps jsut tihnking about him. I politely said no. 69. sex on first date: never been on a date, never kissed anyone. Never ‘done the deed’. Would not do on the first date. 70: broken someone’s heart: uh my mom’s when I told her I had Depression and wanted to kill myself all throughout sophomore year highschool 71. had your heart broken: oh. Yes. 72. been arrested: no 73. cried when someone died: more like wailed loud enough that half the dorm floor heard 74. fallen for a friend: *side-eyes my sister* yeeees

— do you believe in

75. yourself: it varies over what. 76. miracles: I mean.... to an extent. 77. love at first sight: no 78. santa claus: I AM 22 YEARS OLD of course 79. angels: its complicated. my mom found a dead rat in our old house’s garage when i was 4-ish and all i remember crying for the dead rat when my dad tossed it in the garbage. My mom explained that an angel had already taken the rat’s soul to heaven. What did I picture the angel as? A carrot, wearing a tie, with mickey mouse-esque white gloves carrying a rat dramatically. This still haunts me.

— misc

80. eye colour: blue enough that you might drown in the ocean 81. best friend’s name: @athenascrown 82. favourite movie: if you think I can pick only one you’ve got another thing coming. but.... any star wars movie. If i had to pick one, Empire Strikes Back or Phantom Menace or The Last Jedi.... or Rogue One.... or Revenge of the Sith... 83. favourite actor: The guy who played the stormtrooper who hits his head on the door in Ep 4 84. favourite cartoon: the old Ducktales was a childhood favorite 85. favourite teacher’s name: I don’t want to put her name out here but she was my art teacher all through high school and she is one of the kindest souls ive ever met and if it wasn’t for her, i wouldn’t have gotten back into art

because this post took 5ever im not tagging anyone but if you want to do it, just say I tagged you and I’ll say i did

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petals42 · 7 years ago

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Ah, time for me to do SO MANY QUESTIONS! I was tagged by @andavs and @obroech so i’m going to do them all in 1 post!

up first, leda’s questions!

1. Your favorite work of art: Oh, leds.... ledserelli. you know this is a weakness in our friendship. i don’t know... any pieces of art?? i only know the most basic of artists... I think I liked monet? at one point? oh gosh i am uncultured swine.

2. Do you prefer a laid back vacation with lots of downtime, or lots of activities and sightseeing? my family is a bunch of lazy vacationers. we are ALL ABOUT that downtime. like if im in a cool city, then sure i want to do a few things, but i need my chill introvert time. leave me in a warm spot with a book for a little while. which i feel like is lame and can be embarrassing to admit in our very “TRAVEL IS LIFE” culture but its true. i dont actually do well with travel at all and need relaxing time.

3. What’s your skincare routine like? Minimal or extensive? A splash of water or a shelf of products, or somewhere in between? very minimal. i have some basic face wash for the morning and then just water at night.

4. What’s the last thing you do before you go to bed? mess around on the computer for a bit! either on tumblr or read a fanfic or talking to @andavs

5. Do you buy your books or borrow them from a library? I used to be a buyer but i don’t have money and my roommate is REALLY into the library and let me just say SHE HAS CONVERTED ME COMPLETELY!!! the library is AMAZING! it has saved me so much money in terms of novels that i have to read for school and it allows me to read some YA novels that i know i only want to read once without worrying about it and I LOVE IT SO MUCH. i’ve made a vow that the only novels I buy are going to be ones that i want to teach and its honestly awesome. if you have a library in your area, i HIGHLY recommend them.

6. A secret talent you have that most people in your life don’t know about: oh goodness... most people know about my talents. well, actually, most people don’t know i can write fanfic (but they do know I like writing and have written a novel draft). ack, all my talents are boring ones that people know about!

7. The show you watched the most as a child: ARTHUR! for a long time, we didn’t have cable so PBS was like our one channel so I watched Arthur and Dragon Tales for like... longer than was probably acceptable? Like right up to 10, 11, 12ish i think. but it was a great show.

8. The title of that book you’ve been meaning to read: People’s History of the United States by Howard Zinn. It is RIGHT up my alley and supposed to be great and my mom read it and said it was awesome and I keep meaning to. But I have such a limited time between semesters that it usually gets filled up with fun reading.

9. Do you enjoy acting? Being onstage? I don’t do it in any formal way but I did take Beginning Acting senior year of college and it was awesome! I like public speaking and being in front of people so I think acting would be fun!

10. An uncommon object you own: A lacrosse ball? That in and of itself is not weird, i know, but no one in my family ever played lacrosse so i don’t actually remember how i got it. Weirder is that I brought it to college for some reason and then attached this weird like “nothing bad happened to my dorm/apartment in college” so i then brought it with me to Miami and then to LONDON and now it is in my apartment. it has never been used or played with but it shall probably continue to sit in my bedside drawer forever. (note: i just told Roommate A this and she said it was weird, really weird. she did not know this about me and we’ve lived together for like 7 years now).

*^*^*^ And now @obroech‘s questions!*^*^

1. What are you most proud of? I was a really, really damn good teacher back when I did it (and now im doing it again!). So i’m proud of everything I accomplished with my classes back then and I’m proud of myself for deciding to go back to it.

2. What was the last thing to make you really laugh? My roommates and I went to see “The Illusionists” magic show and coming out of it, we were talking about what our favorite part was, ect, ect. And Roommate A goes: “I didn’t like the manipulator (guy who likes makes cards appear from midair and stuff). I just... I don’t appreciate being tricked.” We all DIED laughing at her and just repeated that in a more and more snobby (and british??) accent and killing ourselves. “Oh, no, no don’t take me to a magic show- I don’t appreciate being TRICKED!” i wish you could hear me say it. it’s hilarious.

3. Who in your life knows you the best? Probably my roommates. One is my best friend from high school, one my best friend from college and then Roommate B is A’s husband who now has been living with me for going on 3 years. Also, my mom and dad know me pretty well too. I’m just thinking roommates know me more cuz there are here for the day-to-day now. and there are some stories you don’t tell parents. yaknow.

4. How do you react to unexpected circumstances? In emergencies, I get very, very calm and like “alright this is what we have to do. no one panic. lets take this a step at a step. here we go.” which is a good skill (i’m pretty good at calming people down from panic attacks!) generally, i’m pretty go with the flow i think!

5. Why are you doing what you’re doing with your life? Right now my life is all about manuevering SO MANY THINGS so that I can get my dream job at my dream school come august. it means taking lots and lots of classes and going to this school to observe and get to know teachers and february is going to be a STRESSFUL MONTH but hopefully it will be worth it. in terms of why im teaching, its because i really did love it and i feel like it does make a difference and is something i could do and be happy at for a long, long time.

6. Where do you feel most comfortable? home! on my spot on the couch with my roommates on their respective spots all of us just chilling and talking shit.

7. What do you want to do? right now? eat! it’s dinner time and I am a hungry person!

8. What’s the first thing you notice about another person? errrrr.... their face? how tall they are? i am not good at this question!

9. What are your favourite flavours? SALT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and spicy. I like savory much more than sweet things. Just give me salty spicy stuff all day please.

10. What genre of fiction (books, podcasts, movies, tv shows, whatever) do you gravitate towards? I love fantasy books. I like action/sci-fi-y movies (like star wars and marvel and shit like that). I love sitcom tv shows more than dramas. don’t really like podcasts.

OKAY I am tagging: @andavs @wellhalesbells @mad-madam-m @obroech @troubleiwant @rhysiana @poetry-protest-pornography @veronicabunch @sleepy-skittles and @queerlyalex to answer these ten questions:

1. What was the first story you ever wrote? (I think you are all writers, apologies if that is not so)

2. If you won the lottery, what would you do THAT NIGHT, like right when you find out?

3. If you could get the answer to one Big Question of life, which question would you want to know the answer to?

4. What fictional world would you like to be a part of and why?

5. Do you wear a watch?

6. Favorite item that you purchased this past year?

7. Favorite sandwich?

8. What has been your favorite part of the fandom experience?

9. Do you believe in ghosts/the supernatural?

10. If you went to one of these parties (where you give a three minute presentation on a cool passion or interest for those of you who don’t want to follow that link), what would your presentation be on?

As always, no pressure to answer! have fun with it! Thanks for tagging me!

#petals ask games #ten questions

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