#i truly believe it's the lipgloss i was wearing fucking with me

[spinecurlingmice]

good meowning have a meowy christmas to those who celebrate nya ^w^

[misseviehyde]

CONFISCATED: PART 4

Loren woke up feeling great. Last night had been incredible. She had never felt so turned on as she had when she had bullied and destroyed Bella. She kept replying her nerdification of her sister, remembering how hot it had been to transform Bella into a dorky nobody. Bella had seemed genuinely broken. Loren wondered... she hadn't gone... too far... had she?

It was hard to explain how wet it had made her to be so evil and mean. Her new body seemed to respond positively to cruelty and evil. The meaner and bitchier she was, the harder she could orgasm. It gave her the incentive to be truly mean and she had so far taken it as far as she could. In fact, she wanted more. She wanted it all.

After her fun with her sister, she had removed her makeup and slipped into sexy silk PJ's. She had masturbated herself to sleep, her wet pussy and her fingers tired as she fell into delicious dreams of sex. Next door she could hear her Mom getting fucked like an animal. It made her want to be fucked too.

She couldn't help but smile at the thought. It was strange. Lawrence had been straight, but she was DEFINITELY into men. Her horny young mind was actually pretty cock-obsessed. The changes to her body and mind the app had made had really done a number on her.

Now it was Monday morning and it was time for school. Loren was ready for a shower, but first, grabbing her phone, she unlocked it and opened her Brat App. It was pleasing to see the points she had unlocked by draining Bella were still waiting to be used. She had SO many ideas for them.

She checked the timer. There was only seven hours left. Seven hours before she had to access the refund or be stuck this way forever. It would pretty much coincide with the end of the school day. She'd have her opportunity to experience one glorious day at school, then she'd have to go back to being a man.

Well if she wanted to turn back of course. She did want to turn back right?

Loren decided not to think about that. Instead she slipped into the shower and lathered and washed her perfect body. She then blow dried her hair and sitting at her vanity table began to do her makeup.

She did all these feminine things as if she were used to them - as if they were things she had always done. The Brat App had changed her and given her the memories and knowledge she needed to be a spoiled little bitch. It all came so naturally to her now... the thick mascara, the sexy lipgloss, the bodyspray and perfume.

It felt so fucking nice to be so feminine.

She was on cloud nine.

Walking to her wardrobe Loren opened the door and grinned as she pulled out her Cheerleading uniform. Today was practice so she got to wear this slutty little number. Feeling like the Queen Bee she was, she slid the uniform on and tied a cute matching bow in her hair.

"Time to destroy some fucking losers," she purred nastily admiring herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe how delicious it felt to be an Alpha Girl.

Emerging from her room, Loren skipped easily down the stairs. Her body was light, flexible and elegant. She moved now with a dancers grace and weighed hardly anything. She enjoyed how young and strong her perfect body was. She couldn't wait to use it to fuck.

Yes... she needed to fuck. She couldn't stop thinking about it. She wanted a man and she wanted him today. After all, soon she wouldn't have the opportunity. It had to be today.

Bethany was sitting at the breakfast table eating a yoghurt. She looked incredible. Loren couldn't help but admire her Mom's massive tits and the tight dress that showed off every curve. Her Mom looked expensive, bitchy and mean. Loren was so proud to be her daughter.

"Loren darling, you look perfect as always. Come here and give me a kiss."

Loren walked over and Bethany embraced her daughter proudly. "Remember dear, anyone who gets in your way... destroy them. Fuck those losers up. I want you to be especially mean today."

"Yes Mom," giggled Loren.

"Eugh, here comes your USELESS sister," sighed Bethany as with a clumsy clatter, Bella tumbled down the stairs. Loren laughed, her face a mask of amusement as she regarded the clumsy unfeminine tomboy she had created. Bella was such a fucking loser.

That's your daughter... why are you so turned on destroying your own daughter. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Loren's lips twisted into a smile. Mmmmmh, just thinking about how wrong it was made her wet. What was happening to her? Why was she so fucking perverted? Was she becoming more evil as the countdown ticked away? Part of her hoped so...

"Mommy, isn't a shame you don't only have one daughter? Wouldn't you prefer it if I was the only feminine one in the house?"

"Of course I would my dear," purred Bethany. "It sickens me to see how useless your sister is. She's a disapointment to this family and to me. I'd do anything to take her femininity away from her."

Loren giggled as she pulled out her phone. "It's funny you should say that Mommy."

Bethany saw the phone in Loren's hands and her face widened with panic. "No... please... Loren, what are you going to do now?"

Loren laughed as she opened the Brat App and begun to push buttons. "You don't deserve to be a girl. Let's see how you prefer being my loser brother."

"NOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Bella as her body suddenly burned with fire. The power of the Brat App was transforming her again, only this time stealing what remained of her femininity and turning her into a boy. She sobbed and groaned as her very identity was twisted and destroyed, remade by Loren's malicious desires.

"Mmmmh that's so fucking hawt," groaned Loren as she watched in glee. Bethany sat uncaring as her real daughter was transformed and her former husband, became her only daughter. The Brat App was already adjusting her memories and perception so she would think things had always been this way.

Panting, Billy picked himself up off the floor. The spotty, clumsy nerd turned his now masculine hands over in horror and running to the window, caught sight of himself in a mirror. He was fully male now. He was a boy.

"There... isn't that better Billy? I've freed you from the burden of being a girl. This family only has room for one daughter and that's now me."

"You're a monster," gasped Billy. "I can't believe you used to be my Father. Why are you doing this?"

"Because I can. Mmmmmh, because it feels so fucking good," leered Loren. She took a bite of toast and then casually threw the rest into the bin. She was a cheerleader, she didn't do breakfast.

"See you later loser - I need to get to school."

Billy watched as his sexy sister swayed out of the room laughing at the chaos she had caused.

***

Billy nervously pushed open the door to the school and walked into the hall. Rows of lockers covered the walls and students were going back and forth getting what they needed for the day.

Back when he had been a girl, Billy had a locker with his popular friends up at the top end... but now he was a scrawny loser things had changed.

Billy's locker was now a battered piece of shit at the bottom end. He was a nerd, a nobody... not like his popular sister.

Loren was at the other end of the hallway, her arms wrapped around Chet - the hottest boy at school. Chet was so fucking cool. He was rich, handsome, fit and successful. As he watched Loren drape herself over Chet, Billy felt a surge of rage and hatred. Chet was the boy he had a crush on and he had intended to get with him once he had used the brat app to make himself popular.

Much to his horror, Billy realised Loren had left his sexual preferences intact. Even though he was now male, he still was attracted to boys. Chet remained his dream hunk - only now he had no chance of ever getting him.

He couldn't believe what an evil fucking bitch Loren was. How had his own father become so mean?

What was going to happen next?

Billy didn't want to find out...

He watched as Loren and Chet approached and his heart sank. He had a feeling this was going to be bad...

[coryothesub]

To continue with the idea of Coryo wearing girly things, maybe Coryo will be caught wearing the reader's makeup.

Not me thinking about Coryo in makeup all day, because he would look stunning!

nsfw / mdni / sub!coryo / softdom!reader

Coryo had disappeared inside your bedroom a while ago and you started to get curious about what he’d been up to.

You opened the door and found him holding the mirror and looking at himself, wearing your makeup. Your beauty bag was laying beside him, all of its contents scattered on your bed.

You couldn't say it was the best makeup look, no, not at all, you could see that he’d been trying to apply your blue eyeshadow combining it with your orange lipstick. The colors were terribly mismatched and you could see he didn't have quite enough training in applying makeup too.

Coryo's eyes widened and he threw the mirror away as soon as he noticed your presence. He thought he'd get punished for taking your things without permission, but something about his clownish look made you feel soft inside.

“Oh Coryo,” you said, crawling into the bed and straddling his thighs. “Not so good at this…”

You spoke in a soft voice, not wanting to offend him. You just wanted to bring out his true potential of looking stunning in make up.

The blonde man pouted, but his face lit up again when you caressed his cheek and reached for the makeup removal tissues.

“It's okay, baby. Do you want mommy to make you beautiful?”

Coryo nodded and you started wiping the makeup off his face gently. He was looking up at you, so sweet and compliant, you loved it when he trusted you like that.

You finished cleaning him off and gathered your makeup items, trying to figure out the best possible combo. Then you brushed some curls off Coryo's forehead and gave him a little kiss.

“You look perfect just the way you are babyboy,” at that moment you were truly speaking from your heart.

“But if we want to spice it up a bit, I think a black eyeliner would fit you well. Should we try it?”

Coryo gave you another nod and you found the eyeliner in the bag.

“Now close your eyes!” You whispered.

Coryo obliged and you started applying the liner along his lashline, you had forgotten how tricky it was to put makeup on another person and the liner slipped a few times making you both giggle.

“Looks like we're going for some smokey eye,” you chuckled and blurred the lines along his lashline, making him look like a gothic angel.

Your heart skipped a beat when Coryo opened his eyes. He looked so hot, the dark liner bringing out his icy blue eye color perfectly. You couldn't believe that putting on a little makeup on your twink boyfriend would make your pussy tingle, but here you were.

“Do I look good mommy?” Coryo asked curiously.

“Hotter than ever,” you purred, eating him up with a lustful gaze and pressing your lips against his in a hot kiss.

Coryo grinned, running his hands up your thighs, he was catching up on how his makeup look made you feel and he certainly enjoyed it.

“Now, let's finish it off with a little lip color,” you brushed your thumb over his lips that were always so deliciously pink by nature so all they needed just was a bit of your rosy lip gloss.

The boy closed his eyes waiting patiently for you to apply it, you just couldn't contain yourself with his lips looking so plump and delicious and judging by the growing bulge in his pants the whole process was a turn on for him too.

A few moments later Coryo was laying on top of you, his big cock buried deep inside your cunt as you were looking into his smokey eyes that looked simply mesmerizing as he watched you with adoration.

Coryo kept leaving little kisses wherever he could reach and soon your face, neck and breasts were covered in sticky lipstick marks, leaving the lipgloss deliciously smudged around his mouth.

“Oh, baby, fucking me so good…” you praised him, feeling your climax approaching.

Your legs wrapped around his hips as you were looking to enhance the feeling of his hard cock hitting against your sweet spot. 

Coryo sped up the pace as you tensed up your muscles making your wet walls clench around him causing him to moan against your lips.

“Oh Coryo!” You screamed his name while cumming all over his dick and drenching it in your juices.

Your pussy convulsing around him brought Coryo over the edge and he filled your cunt with ropes of thick cum while whispering profanities against your lips.

You stayed like this for a while, wrapped in each other's arms panting blissfully, you felt like you could disappear into his baby blue eyes.

“You look fucking gorgeous, Coriolanus!”

“I guess that means only one thing,” he gave you the prettiest smile. “Mommy should make me beautiful more often.”

[tiptapricot]

MK liveblog moments, The Goldfish Problem

Steven checks for footprints when getting up and winces at his ankle

I love Steven I love him so much

Oh my god episode one has so much foreshadowing

Wonder where Steven keeps his name tag when he’s at home bc he takes it from his chest pocket

I NEED to see the convo that happened w Dylan in a season two also she seems so fun

Taweret plushies my beloved

STEVEN CALLS DONNA CAP’N

I literally cannot see Steven as Oscar they just look diff it’s ridiculous

Ammit plushies :-)

GODD THE MUSIC IN EP ONE IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS

Steven already had a crush on Dylan n I’m just… thinking ab Jake or Marc setting that up for him again

The sound effects r so nice but on these speakers the dialogue is less crisp

Steven looks like he’s eating cereal while researching?

What is the origin of the staying awake thing like what is it for bc it sounds like it’s for somth paranormal

THE CUT FROM THE BED RO THE ALPS IS ALWAYS SO GOOD

Marc bestie whYYY did u jump out the window ily

Steven’s lips look nice w blood he should wear lipgloss

I wonder if Steven got shot while running away nnjust didn’t notice bc he was too scared

One of the ladies brings a dog to see harrow it’s v cute

Shaky cam following Steven is so gOood

“Call me Arthur” I’ll call u a bitch that’s what I’ll do fuck off

When harrow tells the lady he believes she’s been good but that the scales don’t lie it hits weird when u know he knows he’s unbalanced

I wonder where Marc n Harrow have met before. Like it had to b through or bc of Khonshu or somth with the avatar switch n I wanna know like… bc he doesn’t seem to have actually met met him so maybe he’s been watching the caped stories from afar?? V intriguing.

Steven’s lil eye crinklies :-)

The. Score. I’m. HMGGGHG.

I rlly wanna know which of the Alps switches r Marc vs Jake

Wham :-)

There should b more wham songs in MK and in action movies in general esp beyond Wake Me Up bc there’s some other fantastic songs

I’m glad that we see Steven swear normally bc it wouldn’t feel right if he didn’t

We need to hear him say fuck tho

I like that Khonshu’s voice always seems to be coming from above, like he’s in the overvoid

Oscar has such good acting in every ep but this one esp it’s like

He does such a good job w Steven’s panic

I hope Dylan n Steven get to b friends again

The failed date scene… aughhhhh

I NEED TO SEE

FRENCHIE

Call 32 looking at u so hard

Watching this on a big screen in a dark room truly brings out the creep factor n makes all the darker scenes so much more fun n dramatic

Also Steven mentions contacts which I assume he actually had w the glasses

Also fuck that lady in the elevator who freaked out from Steven just bc he was acting distressed

Also I wonder what Marc did that evening when he took back over for Steven

Also he dressed him in a flat shirt instead of a patterned one that’s such an interesting deet

Idk if I just dk how displays work but are the pillars in the gallery w Ammit on em like remakes or are those real n just not behind glass

Steven asks “are you going to kill me?” So plainly I love him. And hen Khonshu flickers the lights bc no way his avatar isn’t gonna die. Also the speech harrow gives Steven is ab Khonshu but it probably hits more like ab Marc to steven

Steven’s fingers twitch while harrow judges the body

THE PART WHERE HE LOOKS AT HIS REFLECTION N WALKS AWAY N IT DOESNT I LOVE THIS EP GODDDDD

I wonder if Steven watches horror or not I could see him being interested in the effects

I LOVE HOW OSCAR MAKES HIM MOVE N WALK ITS SO FUCKING HHHHHHGVBBB

His poor arm :-(

THE BATHROOM SCENE THE BATHROOM SCENE AHHHGGHHHGGHH

Ur not gonna die. Let me save us.

GOING OUT TO SPACE AHHHH

The way the bandages r hesitant n slow bc the switch is

The wedding ring being cracked in three haha Layla ur marrying three guys

Also didn’t realize the bullet hole in the glass in the credits has their face reflected in it

[breanime]

Beg

Fulfilling my second “Dirty Ben Barnes Bingo” with the begging square!

WARNING: This is steamy, purely dirty, so read with caution! (Also, I apologize for the basic ass title here...lol)

*gif not mine* (I know this is Billy, not Logan, but this gif applies here, so...)

You leaned against the dresser, idly surveying your nails with your ankles crossed. You were wearing a pair of blood red heels, a ridiculously expensive diamond necklace with matching earrings, and lipgloss.

And nothing else.

Logan was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, with his hands in his lap. His foot was tapping mercilessly, and his dark eyes were blown wide with lust and anticipation. His hair, usually so perfectly styled, was a mess. He’d been running his hand through his hair as he watched you undress, but you made him stop.

“C… Can I speak?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “Please?”

You looked up from your nails lazily, stifling the grin that threatened to break out on your face. “You may speak,” you drawled out.

“You look so fucking beautiful right now, princess.”

“Go on.”

“I couldn’t take my eyes off of you all night, but now? Fuck, baby, you look like a goddess right now.”

You tilted your head to the side. “You couldn’t take your eyes off me all night? Really? Cause it sure looked like you did when you were chatting up the heiress.” The heiress was an old lover of Logan’s that somehow didn’t seem to understand that he was with YOU now, and he had no interest in her… attentions…anymore. It had been her benefit the two of you had just come back from, an event with no greater purpose besides getting the wealthy old-money families together to talk about how great and old their wealth was. Logan said they had this event every year, and as a Delos, he was expected to attend; except this was the first time he’d brought a date, and more to the point, it was the first high society event he brought you to, and you’d had a kind of trial by fire meeting the social elite of the city.

It hadn’t been fun.

The fact that you were a working class girl from a working class family aside, the heiress was determined to seduce Logan away from you and had tried to gain his attention all night. He’d been patient with her—or at least as patient as he could be—and whispered to you “I’ll make this up to you tonight—anyway you want it”, to which you had simply replied…

“Beg.”

And so here you were; naked except for your accessories and heels with Logan, who was practically panting with arousal, sitting obediently across from you, waiting to follow your every command.

“She’s nothing,” he said, and you knew he meant it, “I don’t even remember her name. Looking at you, like this, right now… I can barely remember my own damn name.” He was already breathless. “Baby, I love you.”

You smirked. “You’d better.” You stood up straight, and Logan’s eyes eagerly traced your naked form. You put a manicured hand on your chin. “I think I need to hear how much you love me, though.”

“I adore you. I’m crazy about you. Te amo. Te quiero. Je t'aime. I want you. Only you. Always.” He took a breath. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, baby. I’m gonna marry you some day.”

You couldn’t help but smile. In the time you and Logan had known each other, he’d said that a few times, but it was only now that you’ve been together for almost a full year that you knew he truly meant it. He wanted to marry you—and you wanted to marry him. “I love you, too, Logan,” you said, “I love you so much.”

“I don’t deserve you,” he said, his eyes shining as he stared at you, unblinking, “You’re a goddess.”

“Oh, baby,” you cooed, coming to stand right in front of him. You saw Logan’s hands twitch in his lap and knew how bad he wanted to touch…But he knew the rules, and he followed them beautifully. “You’re such a good boy.” He groaned at the compliment, rocking his hips a little bit, careful not to lift off of the bed—that would be breaking a rule. He needed your permission for that. Smiling, you dropped down to your knees, resting both hands on his knees. “Does it hurt, baby?” You asked sweetly.

He nodded, and you glanced over at the bulge in his pants. He’d been hard since the ride home—earlier even, if you knew Logan—and he’d sat on the bed, hands in his hair, as you slowly undressed in front of him, running your hands up and down your body, caressing the curves you knew he was desperate to touch as he watched, practically drooling.

“Want me to make it better?”

Another nod. “Y-yes.”

You pouted your lips, giving him a sympathetic frown. “Want me to kiss it, baby?”

He gulped. “Y-yes baby. Please.”

You smiled again, standing up abruptly, chuckling softly at his resulting anguished grown. “Well,” you lifted your leg up and dropped it on the bed next to him, your heel digging into the plush mattress, “you want it,” you leaned in closer, your face only a few soft inches from his, “you gotta beg for it.”

“Baby, please—”

“—Nuh uh,” you interrupted with a smirk, “On your knees.”

Logan jumped off of the bed, and you took his spot, sitting with your legs open so he could see exactly how turned on you were as he fell to his knees in front of you. He was staring at you, into you, and you felt like the most loved, most adored woman in the entire world. “Can… Can I touch you?” He asked, eyes still on your wetness.

You nodded, knowing he wasn’t looking up at you. “Touch me,” you commanded.

His hands were on your hips in a second, and he nuzzled into your stomach, his hair and beard tickling your exposed flesh. “I want you so bad,” he said, his mouth warm on your skin and his voice muffled, “My dick is so goddamn hard, I can’t even think straight. I need you.”

You put a hand in his hair, and he groaned. You pulled at the strands, and Logan kissed your stomach and down to your thigh. “Keep talking,” you said, trying to keep your composure.

He dipped his head down, kissing you as he spoke. You kept your hand in his hair the way he liked and leaned back on the other one as his kisses went lower. “Baby girl,” he said as he peppered kisses down your right thigh, “I need you so bad. I need you like I need air.” He moved to your left thigh. “I need you like I needed water in Westworld…”

You rolled your eyes, laughing despite yourself. He’d told you all about his past: the drugs, the affairs, the orgies, and the fucked-up shit he’d gone through during his last visit to Westworld. He’d come a long way since then. “You’re a mess, you know that?”

Logan looked up at you, a grin on his handsome face. “Yeah, but I’m your mess.”

You pushed his head down, hand gripping his thick hair. “You were saying…?” You prompted.

He kissed the inside of your thigh, and you shivered. “I was saying that you’re everything to me and that I need to fuck you right now before I cum in my pants. I need to be inside you, princess. I need to feel you around me, need to hear you moan and yell my name, need to feel you cum around me. I need to come inside you, baby. I have to.” He looked up at you from under his thick lashes. “Please.”

You licked your lips and mentally reminded yourself that he was supposed to be doing the begging, not you. “D-don’t you want me to suck you off?” You cleared your throat. “Before we get to… all that?”

“Can’t wait,” he said, his lips hovering over where you wanted him most now, “I need to taste you, and then I need to fuck you.” He looked up at you again, and you knew your good boy was waiting for your expressed permission before making his next move. “Can you let me do that, princess? Please?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

That was all he needed to hear. Logan bent down again and licked into you, making you sigh at the feel of his tongue against your folds. Your grip on his hair tightened just as Logan’s grip on your hips tightened as well, his fingers pressing into your sides as he licked and sucked. You flung your head back, eyes closed as Logan continued to eat you out, his tongue and mouth moving against you expertly. He rocked back and forth on his knees, leaning this way and that to get the perfect angle to you. He lifted his head a bit and sucked on your clit.

“Logan!” You cried out, legs closing around him like a vice. “Fuck!”

He made a pleased noise, not halting his movements for a second, and you came in his mouth, calling his name as your legs squeezed around him. You flopped back onto the bed after you came, breathing heavily. You recognized the sound of cloth hitting the ground and knew Logan was stripping.

“Do you even know how unbelievably beautiful you are right now?” Logan’s voice was low and soft, and when you sat up to look at him, he was fully naked and staring. “You’re a fucking goddess, an angel… I can’t believe you’re mine.”

You lay on your back and held your hands out to him. “C’mere,” you sighed out, “Show me how lucky you are to have me.”

Logan crawled over to you, dropping sweet kisses along your body as he did: your ankle, your knee, your stomach, your neck… Every part of you that he kissed felt blessed. He laid on top of you, kissing you slowly, his tongue dipping into your mouth. You moaned into the kiss, tasting yourself on his wandering tongue, and you wrapped your arms around him. Logan felt warm and solid above you, and you wanted to absorb him, wanted to be with him totally and completely.

He wanted the same thing.  

“I love you,” he said, his dark eyes staring down at you.

“I love you,” you said back.

Logan kissed your neck, gently biting the skin as his hand snaked down between the two of you. “I’m so lucky to have you,” he sighed, lazily tracing your folds with two fingers, “You’re so perfect for me…so wet for me.”

“Logan…” You moaned.

“So wet, baby…” He went on. “You must want it as bad as I do…” He chuckled into your neck. “Almost as bad.”

“I do,” you answered, eyes closed in ecstasy, “Baby, I want it so bad…”

Logan pulled back, and you could feel his hard cock on your thigh, ready and willing. He grinned, that wide, perfect, Logan grin that made you weak. He stopped caressing you, and you groaned at the lack of action. His fingers stalled, still on you. “Yeah?” He said, his eyes twinkling. “You want it? Then beg.”

“Please Logan, please,” you said, wasting no time, “Fuck me.”

“Aw, come on, princess. You can do better than that.” He leaned down and kissed your nose. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want—”

“—Put your hand back in my hair,” he interrupted.

You obeyed him quickly, pulling at his hair as you went on. “I want you to fuck me, baby,” you said, turning his head and burying your face in his hair, smelling the scent of his shampoo, “I want you to fuck me so bad. No, fuck want—I need it, Logan. Please, baby, please—”

“Fuck,” he groaned, teeth grazing your pulse point as his fingers slid into you easily, “Sweetheart, keep talking, please…”

“I…” You were staring to feel breathless, and you rolled your hips as Logan fingered you, his long digits working in and out of you, slick with your wetness. “I want you to fuck me raw,” you went on, “I want you to cum in me, baby. Want to feel your cum shoot inside me—”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Logan growled, pulling his fingers out and grabbing your ankles, pulling them apart roughly, “Baby, I can’t wait anymore…” He lined himself up, his pretty cock pressing against you, before looking down at you. “Can I…?”

“Yes,” you gasped out, “Baby, please!”

Logan pushed into you, and both of you groaned at the stretch of him inside of you. He still held your legs in his hands, and they shook as he sank deeper into you. He gave you a moment to adjust to him, and you both reveled in the feel of him inside of you, of being connected in this way. Logan watched you, eyes memorizing every small twitch and change on your face when he finally moved. You watched him too—he was too beautiful not to watch—and knew that you loved him more than you’d loved any other person in your entire life.

“Logan,” you sighed, “Baby…”

He knew what you needed; he knew because he needed it too. He dropped your legs and leaned forward, draping his body over yours, still rocking inside of you, and kissed you. You put your hand back in his hair and twisted his head, deepening the kiss. He groaned into your mouth, his hips stuttering before gaining momentum again. You could feel your approaching orgasm gaining strength, and you dug your nails into his back, spurring him on. Logan, in turn, pounded into you harder, going as deep as he could before pulling back, delaying your orgasm the way he knew you liked. One of your heels had fallen off, and the other dangled on your foot as your legs went straight up, giving Logan more room to fuck you.

“You’re close,” he said, dropping his mouth down to your neck again, “I can feel it…”

“Make me cum, Logan,” you begged, “Make me cum, baby, please, please, please!”

“I’ve got you, baby. I’m here, princess, I got you…” Logan pulled back to watch you as he reached down between you and started to finger your clit. “You want to cum? I’m gonna make you cum…”

You closed your eyes and felt your legs start to shake. Your mouth fell open in a wordless scream of pure pleasure as you came, pulsating around Logan’s large cock, gripping him as you pulled his hair.

“Holy shit, Y/N—” Logan cried, hips slamming into yours with new purpose now. The bed creaked under you as Logan fucked you harder, and you used your other hand to scratch a path down his back. “—Baby!”

You cried—actual, literal tears—when you felt him cum, his warm seed spreading through you as he gasped into your neck, his damp skin sticking to yours. You could feel Logan’s breath—warm and fast—on your neck as you lay together, both of you breathing heavy. Slowly, he sat up and kissed your face, and you hummed happily at the action.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered, wiping your tears.

“Love you, Logan…” You whispered back.

He smiled down at you, and you let him take off your one heel, lift you and place you at the head of the bed, and drape the covers over you before slipping into bed with you. Logan wrapped you in his arms, kissing the top of your head as you cuddled against him.

“Princess?” He asked, voice soft.

“Mm?”

“Did I tell you how much I love those fucking shoes?” He asked, making you laugh. “And the diamonds… very nice touch,” he flicked your necklace with one of his long, sinful fingers, “And this outfit…” He gestured to your naked body. “The heiress could never!”

You laughed, snuggling into his side. “Shut up. You need to conserve energy; I’m expecting at least two more rounds out of you?”

“Two more? That’s it?” He grinned. “I was thinking three—maybe four—at least!”

You turned, looking into those dark eyes that you loved so much, and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “You want more?” You asked innocently.

You saw a familiar flash go through his eyes: lust. “Yes,” he answered, “I do.”

“Well, you want more, you know what you have to do…”

Logan’s grin was like a sunrise. “What do I have to do, princess?”

You took his chin in your hand and smiled.

“Beg.”

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May's tutorial on how to take 2000s looking pics! This is not just for scene and/or emo kids, although ofcourse yall can use this!

Here are a few things you can do to make pictures look like they were taken in the 2000s!

What better way to look 2000s than when you use 2000s technology?

Exemples of things you could take a pic with are: an ipod, or any mp3 player actually, 2000s looking cd players, PS2 controllers (make sure it actually looks like you're playing or believe me, someone will notice!) or xbox controller (if you use older consoles of any type, the vibe might look more 90s but if you manage you can still make it work)

If you can't take a picture next to or with 2000s technology... anything? Well maybe you can take a selfie with a fliphone, or a T Mobile Sidekick (if you have one, lucky you!) or even a Nintendo DS if you've got one of those with the camera! Mirror selfies were also a thing of the (mid?) 2000s if they were taken with an actual camera! Let's also not forget the webcam pictures!

Here's one I took for example:

Special "effects"/ Editing:

One thing that makes almost all pictures look so much more aesthetic/better: putting the flash on! I promise it works almost all of the time, the picture will look more high quality and clearer even though it is the same quality as without! If you think your outfit might not be too great or you'd like to make it look like it was taken with a low quality phone, blur the picture! It could also just look artistic, which works just as good.

As for the editing, Glitter, like edits made on Blingee, turning up the contrast, putting a filter (or a few) that give off a blue hue or darker, add in your FriendProject profile number, or your nickname in a grungy font, or photoshop yourself in front of a cute butterfly background!

The poses and angles!

Taking a picture with only this information might not be enough to make it look as 2000s as you want it to be, so now let's see another thing; the poses and the angles! Especially when you take a selfie, do not understimate the power of the "myspace angle" as you might've heard before, the super high angle from which you take the selfie, in which you could include your whole outfit. I know, out of experience, that the position in which you have to try and stand to get your whole outfit in the picture is very, VERY uncomfortable, but trust me it's worth it!

Here's an example:

Other angles/poses you could use are for example the ones in which you position the camera, phone or whatever you take your pictures with at your feet, put a timer or make someone take the picture for you, in an angle at which your feet will look bigger than your head and your whole outfit will be visible again! This one's hard to explain but here's an example, again from one of my pics because I couldn't find one from someone else: (putting "myspace picture big feet" on google, does in fact, not work)

Shoutouts from most known myspace celebs were a big thing back then, with the name of someone (or their own, partly to prove they aren't catfish) written on their hand or a piece of paper, as well as showing off fake tattoos made with sharpies, or something like "I love you!" on the palm of your head, so standing there showing it, could, somehow be a pose? I guess so... oh well, this is still something that would've been on this list!

There are many more (like for example the ones where your legs look broken as you sit on the floor, or the one where you are showing off your room plastered with posters..) but just know not to just stand there looking lost (unless that's what you're going for), be either VERY dramatic with the poses or super casual, no in betweens or you'll probably look awkward!

Dramatic makeup and hair!

Of course... To keep on being dramatic, because the 2000s very much were, (as every decade, in their own way, but you get what I mean) hair was often in crazy colors and or haircuts! Even if you were neither emo nor scene, celebrities like Christina Aguilera or Kelly Clarkson, to Matt Tuck (that's right!) had highlights in their hair, or just dyed parts of their hair, usually blonde, black or red, but chalk haircolor exists in many colors, so go crazy on that!

See here:

Not only that but side ponytails, extensions, crimped hair, face framing bangs, spiky gelled hair etc. Even if you aren't emo or scene, your hair can cover one of your eyes for the picture!

Makeup had to be very visible, especially as a scene kid or emo kid with the overflowing amount of eyeliner, and colorful mascara or anything that you could find to be original and "artsy" really, but also for any other person! Makeup looks that were usual attire were for example: LIPGLOSS, blue, purple, white or eyeshadow, frosty pink lipstick, a lot of mascara, colorful eyeliner, rosy cheeks, or lined lips (darker on the outside) but none of that would be complete without thin eyebrows! Fake tans are also a go-to if you're feeling it!

Now, if you're too scared to use hairchalk or dye your hair, and you aren't too good at makeup, no worries, you've still got other options!

Props and accessories!

Big sunglasses.. yes, even indoors! Rimmed glasses, Colored lenses, "Bug eye" sunglasses, there are many to choose from! Scarves, very unnecessary but pretty cool looking! Hoop earrings were also in! For guys too, jewelry was often worn, for example diamond earrings, shell necklaces, as well as the typical "gangsta wear", you would've guessed it: the dollar sign necklace or chunky golden chains/necklaces. They were ofcourse not first worn during the 2000s, but they were definitely still very much worn then! Other jewelry often worn were silly bands, wristbands, kandi bracelets and necklaces. You can even wear fake piercings!

As for headwear, still many to choose from, like trucker hats, both for guys and girls and anyone who'd like to wear those, bandanas, fedora hats, (do not recommend, 80% of the time you'll look awkward, but you can't know if you're part of the 20% that could rock the look if you don't atleast try, I guess) "baker boy hats" and big huge bows for all my scene beans out there. Belts. BeLtS! A lot, too much, 3 of them, or one big one, just find whatever you have and wear the goddamn belts! Fishnets! Fingerless gloves! They were very much in, and not just for scemo kids!

Not only is it about things you can wear, but also things you can use for the picture, you can look cute while holding a plush toy, (bonus points if you've got a gloomy bear, hello kitty or gir plush!) mysterious while holding a notebook/ diary of some sort or nerdy with your favorite book, but a lot of pictures get much more fun when they are super random, for example like kiki kannibal, just casually holding a lamp in her garden...

Clothing!

Now, this one will be short as I will mainly give you guys links to some articles that talk about 2000s fashion, but here's a thing: If you're going for a very "in your face" kind of style, go fully crazy lol! Scene kids get your neon green tights or red ripped skinnies out and wear all of the colors, preps wear your shiniest Playboy logo shirt, goths and emos you better wear your nicest black knee high converse, all of it!! Go fucking over the top because truly, it was rarely ever over the top in the 2000s! Also, did I mention? Cringe culture is dead, nobody cares if you somehow manage to truly go a little too far! If you're feeling yourself, don't hesitate to show a little skin, (I don't mean totally naked, duh, especially if you're a minor plz no it's usually a very bad idea) ain't nothing wrong with mini skirts or crop tops! (guys, GUYS please wear them too if you feel like it, I promise you a lot of us think that's hot okaythatsall)

Anyway, here's a few articles on the fashion/clothes! Most of these include also accessories etc but you'll find a lot about clothes!

Includes men's clothing too!

https://www.complex.com/style/best-fashion-trends-of-early-2000s/

Yes.. I know.. Buzzfeed.. But oh well, it's still showing the clothes and fashion like we need! There isn't much for guys here, but there is inspo to take from it lol!

https://www.buzzfeed.com/leonoraepstein/forgotten-early-2000s-trends

Now, I know what this one says... apparently all of these trends were"mistakes"... Well who's gonna laugh when 2000s style makes a comeback? Definitely not them, once they look back on this article!

https://www.goodhousekeeping.com/beauty/fashion/g2898/worst-2000s-fashion-trends/

This article includes men's fashion and also includes a link to buy the items! That is, if you've got 35$ to spend on a cap for example... Which I don't, but that's okay, it's got pretty good examples of the fashion!

https://spy.com/gallery/2000s-fashion-trends-throw-back-style/

And since I couldn't find a good article on 2000s alt fashion, I made a Pinterest board with a few exemples for Scene, Emo, Goth, Mallgoth/Goth, Visual Kei and Cybergoth! There isn't a lot yet, but you'll get the general idea :)

https://www.pinterest.fr/mayskelly/2000s-alt-styles/

I hope you guys like it, and try it! I think I may share my favorite attempts if enough people do it on my instagram story and here, and tumblr as well if anyone participates in this!

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Survey #64

“i won’t let you say goodbye, and i’ll be your reason why.”

do you believe in climate change?   yes like damn i know i'm conservative but i'm not stupid. what is the first thing you do when you get on the computer?   check facebook. do you sing in the shower?   VERY rarely. what do people most pick on you about?   the fact i'm always on the computer. you get one full day with the one you love. what would you do?   omg... to do anything?  and does he love me again?  i'm assuming that's the only way he'd hang out with me, so... but anyway.  i'm pretty sure the whole day would be a mix of making out, making love (yes i'm fucking old i actually say that term), and catching up with one another. if you could dye your hair one color, what would it be?   gray.  mom won't let me. would you ever try fear factor for one million dollars? why or why not?   try it?  sure, because that's a lot of money.  i highly doubt i'd get far, though. if you have a camera, when do you use flash?   almost never. do you look better with red lipstick or black lipstick?   i personally like myself more with black. the last person you talked to on the phone and the last person you held hands with are in a burning building and you can only save one; who?   mom or best friend?  i'm saving my mom. do you remember who the first person you ever had a sleepover with was?   most likely, brianna. when was the last time you were in a hot tub?   years ago, when i lived with jason in the apartment.  they had a hot tub. do you ever watch films and rip them apart for their inaccuracies?   YYYYYUP.  i got very bad at doing that after binge-watching cinemasins stuff with j. what's your favorite tree?   weeping willow describe the darker side to your personality.   i can apparently be murderously jealous.  my words can be fucking blades on rare occasions.  i'm very impatient with most things.  i'm a pessimist. what, without fail, makes you cry?   talking about jason. have you ever seen a shooting star?   i think so.  i've also seen a star explode. favorite forest animal?   deer. if you’ve stayed overnight in a hospital, how did you entertain yourself?   it's literally impossible to entertain yourself there.  each time, i could only try to sleep... what's something you should be sorry about, but aren't?   idk, really.  i'm pretty much sorrow for any wrong i've done that i can think of... how do you feel when it's your birthday?   i guess i kinda feel special.  for once. will you cry at your wedding?   OH GOD YEAH you get arrested, what for?   i feel the most likely crime i'd commit punishable by arrest would be attacking ashley. do you like the song crush by david archuleta?   DO YOU CATCH YOUR BREATH, WHEN I'M HERE WITH YOU?  ARE YOU HOLDIN' BACK, LIKE THE WAY I DOOOO? have you ever had a dream where you could understand a foreign language?   i have not. do you know anyone who has road rage?   jason's mom.  BAD.  she's a fucking savage italian new yorker lmao. have you ever had a particularly disturbing dream? about?   i've dreamt of being raped by someone i know; i woke up sobbing.  i'm most certain i've had more, i just can't think of any. would you ever consider getting an abortion, under any circumstances?   NO.  UNLESS it's considered an "abortion" when you end an ectopic pregnancy.  i don't think it is, but if it is, i mean, they're kinda necessary...? what do you think of people who get abortions?   i feel an immense amount of pity for them. do you ever argue or debate with people about your beliefs?   not so much anymore, but occasionally, yes. when was the last time you felt turned on?   some time ago, not sure... thinking too much about someone... would you rather suffer from anorexia or bulimia?   what the fuck?  neither!  they're both terrible illnesses! do you think it’s okay for a survey to ask if you’ve been raped? why?   ... good question.  like, it could REALLY trigger somebody, but at the same time, surveys are sorta supposed to ask lots of questions...? do people say you have an accent?   i definitely had an accent when i was younger, but i barely have one anymore.  when i say certain words, you can occasionally detect that i'm from the south. a guy is beginning to treat you like a total booty call. what do you do?  ... i'd tolerate it, probably, if it was jason, because i'm that fucking pathetically desperate for his attention.  anyone else?  ha.  fuck you, dude. do you still have pictures of you & your ex?   i still have every picture we've ever taken together.  ripriprip have you ever been into a real cave?   no, i wish! what is something you and your significant other do that may seem weird to others?   i don't have a s.o., so can i talk about my "crush" because i love talking about him/find it therapeutic to talk about him so much??  okay!  honestly, he's just weird all around, and i love it.  perhaps the thing he does that most people would consider odd though is play "magic: the gathering," a card game pretty popular amongst people like geeks.  it's pointlessly ridiculed a lot. how long have you liked the person you like right now?   five years... who was the last person to be mad at you?   colleen.  pretty sure she hates me by now. when was the last time you had sex?   never.  i'm a virgin. are you going to anytime soon?   anytime soon, almost certainly not.  i won't until i'm either with jason again or married. name all the people that you talked to today. online, through texts, and in person.   colleen and jax. do you know anyone who self-harms?   anyone who does it currently?  no, thank heavens. what are your parents’ names and what do they do for a living?   donna (pharmacy worker, home care provider) and ken (mailman) do you know a schizophrenic person?   i have a half-sister who's schizophrenic, but i've never met her.  i also met schizophrenics at the mental hospital, but wouldn't say i "know" them. did you ever watch sailor moon? if so, who is your favorite?   omg yes!!  i don't recall who my favorite was... i know i really liked the two cats, though. have you seen the game show “baggage”?   i have.  i really dislike jerry springer, but i enjoyed the show solely because i liked seeing the weird facts about people.  there was some whacky shit. name the last 3 people you kissed and list one nice thing about each one.   i've only ever kissed jason, and he's very creative. when was the last time you felt EXTREMELY depressed? why is that?   i am a clinically depressed person; it's different from just being depressed.  i am, literally, always depressed, but yes, the intensity varies.  the last time it was super bad was last night, because my best friend in the whole universe was being a shallow-minded bitch. would you ever dye your hair pink?   the whole thing, just pink?  no, unless i was being paid, hm, maybe like at least $50. what is your favorite type of muffin?   chocolate chip. what is the last type of salad that you ate?   who even knows.  i don't like salad much. what do you usually put on your waffles?   peanut butter and syrup do you ever stop and look up at the sky?   i have a massive appreciation for natural beauty, so definitely. would you rather be a successful writer or artist?   artist. do you have any best friends that you only know online?   not anymore.  i've had two people i consider to be former best friends that i knew purely online: megan and minuette/mini.  i evicted megan from my life for lying obsessively to me and mini just kinda... stopped talking to me.  we talk what, maybe three times in a full year?  i still love her to death, i just don't think she likes me.  i have multiple friends i know only online, but i wouldn't consider any as my "best" friend. have you ever gotten into a physical fight?   i have not.  got real fucking close though when rachel decided it was cool to snatch me by the shoulder and pull me down to her level.  bitch. is it okay for people to cheat if it’s only online?   fuck that!  cheating is cheating! do you pretend to be something you’re not to make friends?   i guess... kinda.  not much, but kinda.  when i'm first getting to know you, i'll admit to my depression, yeah, but i try to act like i'm in control of my disease when i'm really not.  i try to act like my illnesses haven't beat me down into the ground.  i try to act stronger. do you always respond to chain letters?   nope, i don't care who it's from. if you could, would you want to stay young forever?   if i could live forever at like... 23, yeah, i'd do that. when is your birthday?   february 5th!! c: what is one word that you can’t stand?   "the c word," used to refer to a certain body part of a woman.  i don't really like "the p word" that refers to the same thing, too. did you believe in santa claus as a kid?   of course!  the only person i've ever met that HASN'T is jason.  i feel so bad for him knowing he didn't...  it was so magical as a child. :< have you ever been drunk?   i've been mildly drunk, yes. do you like french toast?   hell yeah! are you good at bowling?   lmao nope. when is your father’s birthday?   sometime in april... are you interested in anime?   sure, yeah.  i like some. are you part german?   that's a good part of my heritage, yes. do you wear lipgloss?   no, i use lipstick. do you dream of being a porn star?   uh.  no. do you play guitar?   not anymore, no.  i took some classes my freshman year of high school i think, or maybe it was my last in middle school, but it was difficult.  i mean my teacher said i was learning pretty quick, but i could mess myself up easily.  i truly do believe the guitar is a very hard instrument to learn.  i also had a hard time feeling enpassioned to even play... do you have a niece or nephew?   i have a good number of "half" nieces and nephews, but i have one of each that are immediately related to me. did you take geography at school?   isn't it common core?  so yeah.  i enjoyed it. favorite fantasy creature?   dragons!! how do you feel about people who get a sex change?   ... i'm going to only say i'm very conservative on this matter.  you can figure out the details. would you ever have a child with someone just to make them stay with you?   NO.  not even for jason.  i would not put a child through so much misery. have you got any half or step siblings?   i have four half-siblings.  both my parents were involved with someone else before meeting each other. do you like kids’ movies?   generally, yes, they tend to be very cute.  now movies for like, young toddlers that do almost nothing but sing and break the fourth wall asking the audience to help and such, no. have you ever been to the beach? if so, tell me the name of the beach you last went to and when.   i've been a number of times.  i last went to a beach whose name i forget in north carolina last may. how often do you change your underwear?   the answer is simple: just don't wear underwear. have you ever been to court for something other than a traffic ticket?   i was at a court before, yes, but it wasn't the kind of hearing you're expecting.  when i was in the mental hospital once, i believed they wanted to keep me longer than necessary (they wanted me there a full month), and some guy/lawyer/something visited the hospital checking up on all the patients, telling them about how we had the right to question our time in front of a judge at court.  i wanted to, so i went, and it was honestly the scariest time of my life.  we were cuffed at our arms and feet, and i had to go into a van with people far crazier than i to ride to the court.  i honestly wondered if i was going to be attacked in that van.  at the court, i had to muster up all strength imaginable to present my case to the judge, alone, to see if my time would be lessened.  it was.  i actually wrote a poem about this time in my life while i was at the hospital after this event. don’t you hate it when people suddenly love a celebrity when they die?   yes, i do, because it's a shame people only seem to be important once they're gone. do you actually read privacy policies when signing up for new things?   no, i don't. what do you usually order from mcdonald’s?   mcdouble, fries, drink.  i'm such an american. do you like to draw very detailed drawings, or just stick figures?   as detailed as i dare. do you own a shirt that says “vote for pedro”?   ha ha ha, no, i should! has anyone ever tried stealing your boyfriend/girlfriend away?   yep.  when i "dated" juan, which lasted less than 24 hours, rachel made up some bullshit that she had sex with him over the weekend and told me during lunch by flat-out mildly assaulting me.  because i realized i believed he would do that, i broke up with him.  i'm perfectly aware now that no, he did not have sex with rachel, she just lied so i'd break up with him.  it was clear as day that she was very, very possessive over juan and would do anything to have him.  honestly?  i'm glad she made up that story, because i can't imagine a relationship with juan having gone well.  in the end, they never ended up dating. then, i dated jason.  you know when you change your relationship status on facebook, your friends are alerted?  well.  jason and rachel were "friends" on facebook because they're also exes.  when he changed his status, oh, did she have shit to say riiight in public on his life event.  i have no idea what was said, as when i asked jason what was said, he told me something like, "just stupid shit, so i laughed and deleted her."  so she obviously wasn't happy about me dating her ex.  too bad, slut. (: do you think you could have a relationship with the last person you texted?   romantically, no.  i'm not interested in women like that. what do you have in common with the last person you kissed?   more like what don't we have in common.  we were extremely similar.  i guess i can list one thing though, and that'd be that we were both gamers. can you whistle?   i'm not good at it, but yeah. if you had a child at the age you’re at now, do you think you’d be a good parent?   it's not my age i'm worried about, it's my mental state.  i doubt i would be. what's the heaviest song you actually enjoy?   i mean, how do you personally define "heavy?"  Heavy as in emotional, or heavy as in bassy?  emotionally heavy, uhhh, "hurt" by johnny cash, i guess.  heaviest in the guitar sense, if i understand what you're asking, would TOTALLY be "here to stay" by korn.  the sound and depth of that guitar riff slays. have you ever shared a shower or bath with someone as an adult?   no, and i don't find it to be ideal. are you bitter about anything?   HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA- is there anything in your possession that probably shouldn’t be?   i don't think so. do you listen to music to fall asleep?   maybe like only a couple times a year.  i have to feel like it'll help. do you use emojis?   i do sometimes.  not nearly as much as i did when i was younger, though.  i only do if i feel like it truly enhances the sentence/clarifies my tone of "voice." who's the last person you talked to about sex?   jax.  i'm asking her advice on something. does the sight of blood make you feel sick?   it doesn't. how do you feel about dreads on women?   the same way i feel about dreads on men: if they're well-taken care of, they're fine. would you date someone three years younger than you?   nope. by society's standards, are you attractive?   no, because i'm fat. would you let your kid smoke weed?   if they want their asses whooped. are you a good artist?   i mean... i'm decent, i guess? are you a tease?   i've seen this question a lot lately but i've never given a direct answer lmao???  anyway, honestly, hell yes.  the only person i've ever been serious with had a love/hate relationship with it in the sense it was sexually frustrating but was evidently also a turn-on, so.  i don't plan on changing that. what do you think of people who save it for marriage?   very good for you.  i honestly think that's great and borderline magical knowing you'd wait for someone until your marriage night, odds are.  but after 21 years of believing so, i don't think it's for me. have you ever had a one-night stand?   nope. has someone ever pressured you into doing something you didn’t want to do?   well... kinda.  i both did and didn't want to do something. would you date someone who was addicted to drugs?   hell naw. how long should people be together before they propose?   i don't really judge that by time, but rather the sincerity of the connection you've established.  in general though, i'd wait like three years. what about a song can get you to love it instantly? what can make you dislike a song right off the bat?   omg give me a good, heavy riff!!  i won't automatically dislike the song, per se, but i'd probably stop listening to it if the quality's bad. when making a big decision do you tend to make it on your own or ask for advice from others?   i ask for my friends' advice. if your car broke down would you call a friend or family member to pick you up or would you call aaa (or something like it)?   errr.  depends on the problem, i guess. do you like it when other survey takers post pictures in their answers? how often do you post pictures in surveys to accompany an answer?   i do like it, because it gives you a more in-depth peek into their lives. (:  i only ever do it if the question asks me to or if it's too good an opportunity to pass up. do you think that deep down, everyone is good at heart?   no, i don't believe that. how many people have you kissed?   one romantically, one semi-romantically on the cheek. are most silences awkward for you?   FUCK MAN YES. do you think some people are better than others? if so, why?   as far as your worth goes, no.  we are all equal under god, and even if you're not religious, well, we're all equal in the same skin.  but when it comes to morals and such, let's face it, some people just are??  ex., i firmly believe someone like mother teressa is at least 50 times "better" than a rapist??? did you ever see the movie good burger when it came out?   not when it came out, but i've seen it and love it!  it's so funny! are you easily angered?   i'm honestly not, just so many things have been happening lately that are capable of pissing me off... what's your sexual preference?   i like dick. name a song you've really been digging lately.   i've been into a good number lately, but i'm really digging "this is gospel" by panic! at the disco. do you ever delete questions from surveys?   yes, i do.  i don't generally answer questions that i've answered a thousand times, are common sense ("have you ever missed somebody?" bitch i'm human what you think), or are just flat-out boring.  i hope it makes my surveys more fun to read, and they're also more enjoyable to do. have you always had a core group of friends, or have your friends come and gone throughout the years? what’s your situation like now with friends – do you have a set of people you can depend on over others, or do you find the older you’ve gotten, the more people have drifted apart?   throughout my whole life, i've definitely not had one solid group of friends.  they've come and gone.  now as i'm older, i have less friends, but they're more solid. do you believe that there is such a thing as unconditional love? assuming you loved someone with all your heart and did not want to lose them, would there be any “condition” that might force you to reconsider your feelings?   i know good and well it exists because i feel it for jason.  i don't claim it to be a good thing, though.  like if he did do something very, very stupid... i feel like i'd still be there to tell him i love him.  i also have unconditional love for my pets. when was the last time you caused somewhat of a scene in front of others? were you embarrassed, or did anyone say anything to you about it? or, have you ever witnessed someone else (such as an intoxicated person) do something in front of others that was extremely embarrassing or inappropriate?   i can't remember the last time i caused a scene, but yeah, i've seen plenty of people do stupid shit. do you enjoy driving? if you were to take a road trip and were asked to be either the driver, the front passenger, or a backseat passenger, which would you prefer?   NO.  i panic terribly.  if we were taking a roadtrip, i like shotgun. have you ever donated blood? is this something you’d be interested in doing? do you know what blood type you are?   i did in high school, but i don't think i'll do it again because it was SUCH an anxiety-inducing span of time.  my blood type is a, like my dad. have you ever struggled with your weight or experienced an eating disorder? do you think that others’ opinions have had a negative impact on your perception of your own size? how is your body image these days?   eeek.  i'm overweight.  i was perfectly healthy until jason left me; to try to fill the emptiness i felt, i ate like a mindless zombie, and it never worked. ... i've gained 100 pounds since he left.  fucking embarrassing.  society's opinion of big people has definitely controlled how i view my body, and my body image is horrid.  i despise how i look. have you ever yelled at or berated a person who provided you with terrible customer service? has someone ever done this to you while you were working? do you think there is ever a case where this is justified?   i have not, but i have been very passive-aggressively.  it involved how the cash register cannot be opened without ringing up an item.  pretty sure an old man wanted to kill me once.  i was still in training... i nearly puked from the anxiety.  and i mean i understand it had to be a little bit annoying, but damn, no need to look at me like i killed your firstborn child. do you think being diagnosed with being a sex addict is actually a real excuse?   excuse for what, though?  it really depends.  i mean if you claim you raped someone because of a sex addiction, uh no, that's not an excuse. do you feel like an idiot every time you step into hot topic?   ... the fuck?  no???  some people, myself included, just find their style aesthetically pleasing??? what do you think about like 3oh!3 and hollywood undead?   i only like like two songs by 3oh!3, and hollywood undead's okay. how many people of your preferred sex have told you that they loved you? how many do you think actually meant it?   two, i think, and i believe only one meant it. when was the last time someone called you “gorgeous”?   probably when i was ready for my senior prom.  i was so beautiful then. if you needed advice about sex/contraception, who would you be most likely to go to?   my mom when wrapping up gifts, do you ever leave the price tags on?   no, i don't.  just doesn't seem right somehow. you’re watching tv with your parents and a sex scene comes on. what do you do?   probably try to make a funny comment while feeling quite embarrassed inside. is it possible to be ‘in love’ with someone, if they don’t love you back?   of course it is. were you the girl who always looked at failed relationships and said, “that’s never going to happen to me”?   yes and no.  i wanted to avoid dating in high school for just that reason, because i knew most failed.  but i also thought i'd be a smart enough person to do my part in solving any problem my s.o. and i would have.  but he's gotta meet me halfway, turns out. do you sleep in t-shirts?   no, i sleep in tank tops and camis. are you a fan of adam sandler?   he's rather funny, yeah. do you keep magazines by your toilet?   nah. did the one person who hurt you the most in your life apologize?   he said, "i'm sorry how things worked out."  "worked out" my ass.  i genuinely don't believe he meant it. ever call your boyfriend 'daddy'?   OH MY FUCK NO PLS STOP THIS TREND what’s something you need to go shopping for?   tank topssss do/did you do good in school?   all the way from elementary through high school, yeah.  i crashed and burned in college. do you write?   well, i'm a forum rper, so i do creative writing any time i do that.  i'll write a poem every now and again. what’s your zodiac sign?   aquarius.