#i'm bad at this apparantly

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//i just realized i forgot to do anything for the update. woops.

[my5hiningstars]

hmmmmm inchresting 🤔 (made using @daydadahlias' sorter)

[uncivilcivilservice]

Okay this post and others like it have been bothering me for a while, because reddit constantly recommends the r/bald subreddit to me, and honestly it's never seemed to be anything other than a wholesome, supportive community

Not every post is people saying "yes you must shave your head now" (I scrolled for about 2 seconds to find a post where people were saying not to shave just yet) but when people do get to a point of wanting to shave their head, they are hyped up and complimented and supported in a way that isn't common in male-dominated spaces.

They don't allow talk about hair transplants or hairless prevention because there are other subreddits for that, and frankly a lot of it is pseudoscience and scams anyway

Idk, I've just seen people claiming that it's a black-pill-esque subreddit, which is bizarre when I've never seen anything other than wholesome positivity and acceptance for something that society often tells people is shameful and ugly (and that this very post perpetuates, "give up hope" that language wouldn't be allowed on the sub and reflects the tagger's biases, not the sub's)

Of all the toxic subreddits, picking out r/bald as some defeatist, soul-beating, crabs-in-a-bucket space when I've never seen anything to actually support that just feels weird

[minwonsgirl]

a pool of hidden love.

— dino x gn! reader

— fluff with tiny tiny plot

— best friends to lovers, kissing, smoking, unpromped confessions, chan and y/n are both kinda stupid tbh, marriage talk, cute cute stuff, and like 1 joshua mention.

"wanna hang out at the pool tonight?" chan asked, after puffing out a wad of smoke and twirling the cigarette in his fingers. I grabbed it from his hand and press it in between my lips, inhaling a good amount of that toxic poison in my body.

when we were younger, chan and I came across the huge abandoned pool in the middle of the forest next to our home town. apparantly a drowning incident caused the pool to close down, but before they could tear it down the owner died and the property came under the government. no one really visited it so we decided to keep the spot as our own.

chan and I had to go to different states for college, we could only meet during the holidays. every time we would meet we would sneak out and meet up at the pool.

the pool was completely empty and dry, but overtime we managed to make it comfy by adding in a mattress, blankets, a mini fridge full of snacks, an internet cabel, and a nice little roof made out of cardboard boxes and a whole lot of water proof tape to protect us from the rain.

on nights with particularly good weather, we would open up a part of the cardboard roof, and stare into the sky's beautiful paintings, we would point at and try to recognize as many constellations as we could and then fall asleep in each other's arms.

"not tonight, we have our friends pre wedding thing tomorrow morning remember?" I said, laying my head back on his stomach, my legs were propped up against the wall. I hand him the blunt and wait for him to take it.

chan groans out loud and uses my pillow to cover his face so that he could scream into it. then he grabs it from my hand. "why is everyone getting married so quickly?" he asked in the middle of blowing out, "it's so annoying."

"I think it's cute" I said, tapping my foot on the wall. I felt chan lift his head up to side eye me, "cute? you find marriages cute?" he raised an eyebrow judgementally. then he laughs and says "oh jisoo your so cute, our love is so cute, let's get married" in a high pitched mocking voice.

I punch his chest and he starts coughing, "shut up asshole" I rolled my eyes. "they've been dating since eighth grade it makes perfect sense for them to get married at twenty four."

chan laughs but nods his head in agreement. the cigarette had almost died out by the time we both fell silent. he holds it above my lips so that I could take the final blow. when I'm finally done the extinguishes it on a platter on my bedside table.

the silence streches out for awhile before chan breaks it by asking "do you ever think we would get married?"

I lift a brow in confusion, "like, to each other?" I asked sitting up on my bed so that I could face him, chan does the same and leans against the head board. "no silly, I meant in general" he said, then he lifts his head to a side and adds, "though it's not really a bad idea, is it?"

"getting married, to each other?" I pointed between us. I scoffed and fixed him with a pointed glare, "channie are you high?"

he rolled his eyes, "we shared one joint." he said in an unimpressed tone. I shrug my shoulders, "sorry but I am not the one suggesting we get married"

"didn't say we should get married today" he let's out in an exasperated voice, "we have chemistry, and be honest there is no way you don't like me back" he adds defensively.

I crawl my way to sit beside chan and hand him the soda can he had brought up from the kitchen awhile ago. when he takes a sip and let's out a satisfied sigh, I shove him to get his attention, "ofcourse we have chemistry, we're best friends," I said, "by your logic our moms would have some very serious explaining to do."

chan rolls his eyes and snorts, "oh yeah sure, our moms most definitely want to marry each other."

"chan!"

"how devastated do you think our daddies will be?" he asked while laughing at me.

I punch his arms, "for a person who just confessed to his long time best friend, you seem awfully well" I said. chan freezes as a wave of realisation crashes over him, "fuck" he cursed, while a sweet blush covers his cheeks.

I laughed softly and let him revel in his embarrassment for a little while. "I— I didn't say I like like you." he mumbled, avoiding my eyes and I felt a smirk crawl up my lip.

"relax chan, I don't think it's a bad idea" I said, grabbing the magazine from the foot of my bed and opening it to continue reading from where I last stopped.

I felt chan freeze beside me, "you don't think it's a bad idea?" he asked, genuine confusion clouding his features.

I shrugged my shoulder to feign nonchalance. "your a great guy, an we make a greater team. why shouldn't we get married?" I said, the words on the page mocking me by not letting me understand what they meant.

chan pushes his hand on the magazine and catches my attention with his voice, and a hooked finger lifting my chin to hold eye contact, "wait hold on, are you proposing?" he asked with the same smugness I was feeling a minute earlier (and am lacking in now).

a sudden wave of shyness hits me but I refused to acknowledge it, "no— no way." I said, turning my head away from his piercing gaze, "you did it first" I said in an exasperated voice as if I was a child being accused of doing something only after I saw someone else do it.

chan looked taken aback for a second, then he shakes his head lightly as if to throw away all the useless doubts "I'm gonna kiss you" he said, holding the sides of my neck, "and I want you to slap me very hard if you don't want me to" he said.

as if in hell I would do that.

I don't wait for him to lean down and just reach up myself to meet his plush lips. he almost pull back in surprise but I grab onto his shirt and pull him close to me.

he gives in and melts into the kiss, giving me every suppressed feeling and every fluttering emotion he kept hidden for I dont know how long. when he finally pulled back he rests his head on my shoulder and pants.

when he pulls back theres a wide grin on his face and he laughs. he stops for a moment to think, the grin never leaving, then he falls on the bed and starts laughing again.

I raised my eyebrow at his maniacal behavior, "did i kiss you dumb or what" I asked, resting my hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

chan rolls his eyes but smiles anyways, "I was right," he sings, "our moms do have some explaining to do!"

[ursemma]

"I'll always love you" pt 3

Pt 1, pt 2, pt 4

Mattheo Riddle × F!reader

Theodore nott × F!reader (ex)

Warning: none

Summary: After going on few dates with Mattheo, you couldn't help but wonder what you two are since you haven't made things offical, what happens when one of your friend invites you to her wedding, and apparantly you've to face your ex with his wife, and you desperately need a date.

Mattheo and I have gone to few dates, fucked and behaved like a couple for few months, but things between us have never been official, and I don't want to ruin what's between us by asking 'what are we?'.

I was laying on my bed wondering what i felt for him, this was far way different than what I had with Theodore.

Theodore and I were..... Something I can't describe in words, not in a good way, we used to fight alot.

We used to fight and never solve things hoping it would go away and we'd be back to normal, it wasn't healthy at all.

We never used to communicate which would lead us to misunderstandings. Something which caused our break-up.

I had butterflies but in a bad way, in a way which would tell you something bad is about to happen.

But Mattheo, him and I are mythic.

We sure fight but they aren't the heated ones, the ones which makes your heartbeat fast and tears flow, the ones which you hate and want to runaway from. Our fights are more like "hey I wanted that icecream!" Or "huh you bet?". We fight like kids, over small things but in a teasing way.

And my inner child feels safe with him. It's like he's healing a part of me.

I was deep in my thoughts, and suddenly my phone rang. I looked over to see the name 'torie!' i smiled at myself before picking up the call, and I heard her voice.

Torie!:

"heyyy babyy"

Me:

Hey Astoria!!

Torie!:

Soo Draco and I, we're getting married!!!

Me:

Congratulations!!

Torie!:

Thankyouu love! I want you to attend the wedding, not only that I want you here for the preparations as well, I'll send you the address and you have to come I won't take no for answer okayyy byeee!!!!

Before I could protest she hung up and sent me the address. I sighed knowingly that Theodore and Daphne would be there, I wasn't affected by their presence at all, not after meeting Mattheo, but the fact that it would be very awkward if I went without a date was eating me up.

I looked at my screen and my finger hovered above the name 'matty~', I sighed and texted him,

Me: Hey Mattheo!

Matty~: Hey what's up??

Me: I need a favour

Matty~: go ahead, I'll be glad to help you out

Me: soo my friend is getting married and Theodore is going to be there so I need a boyfriend, to make sure it won't be awkward.

Matty~: soo...?

Me: would you be my boyfriend?? Like a fake one?? You know just for the preparations and wedding?? Like you're the only person I'm comfortable with soo?? Please please I'll do anything you want just say yes.

Matty~: okay fine. You owe me tho.

Me: yes yes thankyouu. We have to leave for the preparation day after tomorrow, at 5 pm, the wedding is in London, we've to catch a flight.

Matty~: I'll be there ;)

Me: thankyouu ily ;)

Matty~: anything for you, ily too ;)

I sighed while smiling like an idiots, I booked our flights and started to pack my bags and everything necessary.

Me and Mattheo arrived at Draco's Mansion where we all were staying in, only two days were left for the wedding, 1 and half to be exact.

"Y/n/n welcome!!!" Tori greeted me as she engulfed me into a hug.

She pulled away after 10 sec and looked over my shoulder "and whose he?" She asked me into confusion and before I could answer "I'm Mattheo Riddle, her boyfriend, nice to meet you Astoria" he said while sliding a hand on my waist and pulling me closer to him.

I looked at him with a smile on my face and Astoria smirked at me before saying "nice to meet you too Mattheo, your room is upstairs, please make yourself home" we thanked her before going in our room.

I freshened up and I was laying on my bed while Mattheo was taking a bath, so far we didn't saw Theodore at all for which I was thankful for.

A knock on the door disturbed me from reading my book. I went to check who it was and saw a familiar face, "Theodore?" "Y/n" before I could say anything Mattheo came out of bathroom, with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist and interrupted us "darling whose there?" Before standing beside me.

I know this is short and I'm leaving you hanging but I'll post next part before the week ends and trust me it'll be long!!!

The next part would be the last one and it'll be uploaded shortly.

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[pseudophan]

when i was younger (like 14 or 15) i read the hat fic and the skin fic, and it apparantly has ruined me because i came across a video of someone reaction to a fic called "the milk fic" and seemingly getting traumatized from reading it, so naturally i went and read it and like... it wasn't really that bad... like yeah milk went in places milk shouldn't go in, but that was that. there was no murder, no bestiality, no cannimbalism (if you can call eating skin cannibalism?)

i'm gonna blame this on dan and phil

oh the milk fic is whatever, literally not a big deal at all. the thing is the milk fic wasn't supposed to be a shock fic, it's just about a bit of an unconventional kink (understatement, but) and got found by people who weren't used to fics like that so it snowballed and became this huge thing. also i think the fact that it was rpf had something to do with the notoriety of it probably

the milk fic wasn't even called that, i think it was just called milk? but then it started being referred to as The Milk Fic and that's what started the trend of shock fics with those names and in short it's the whole reason the hat fic and all of those exist. i love fandom history

[amarayys]

DRDT CHP 2 EPISODE 12 SPOILERS!!

OKAY so according to a tweet from DRDTdev apparantly the whole fandom misinterpreted David's words and he actually doesn't remember Xander from before?? which like...it's kind of funny lmao. this means that David is just trying to kill everyone for a person he heard of online and then was friends with for like. a few days. which is really funny to me. .... .... ..... BUT YOU KNOW WHO DOES REMEMBER SOMETHING??????? teruko (I love you teruko but you're so stupidly suspicious). maybe she isn't aware of it, maybe she is, but THIS LINE.

Which, weird enough. But then VERONIKA says

Okay, even weirder. before we begin: 1. i suck at theories. 2. i suck at formatting, too. 3. this was made at like 1 am. so dont count on some points here being particulary sane. 4. Points that are started with "-" are just extra inputs that aren't too relevant, but I thought i should bring up anyway. So. Veronika, of all people, doesn't know about a killing game that happened in the past. You could argue: "But Amari, what if the killing game was covered up/erased from history?" Hm.. maybe, but this has some holes. A past killing game is a weird thing to *not* know about. If Teruko's talking about THH, that was broadcasted (worldwide, I think... but I can't remember. Even if it was only brodcasted in Japan, you'd think the news would spread, especially with the internet.) , you'd think most people, ESPECIALLY Veronika would know about it. We know from Min's bonus episode that students were taught about the tragedy, and someone like Veronika definitely wouldn't forget about a killing game that happened during it easily. If it was another killing game not related to the main dr games (ill explain this more later, I swear) , I'd still imagine people would know about it. I'm going to take a complete guess here and say it's not too unlikely that if a past killing game happened, it was broadcast similar to our current one. Same argument as before, people would know about it. If it wasn't broadcast, I still don't think it would be very easy to cover up a killing game. Remember - Veronika is the Ultimate Horror Fanatic. She is quite literally *THE BEST* at researching and knowing about this stuff. If Veronika doesn't know about it, Teruko, who kind of lives under a rock, (me too , me too.) being the only one as far as we know to remember it is WEIRD. Also, before someone says "what about memory erasure?" that answers Veronika, but why does Teruko know about it? - However, if it was covered up, I think it's quite likely the company who Min mentions in her bonus episode has something to do with it. Why? Cause introducing too many companies and sht would be confusing. Not very strudy arguement, I know, but I have a feeling the company is more connected to this than we think. Teruko knows about a past killing game. Which killing game is Teruko referencing? Is she referencing THH, or something completely separate? Like... a past killing game she was in? Okay, I'm reaching, but hear me out, okay? It's sort of maybe kind of implied that Teruko was in a past killing game.

This line is said by the guy at the start of the prologue (WHICH IM LIKE 90% SURE IS XANDER BUT THAT'S UNRELATED TO THIS.) , after they claim they have to end a killing game. Why do we need to kill sweet, amazing, perfect Teruko? Well, here are some ideas. 1. Teruko is responsible for the past killing game, or is at least the reason it's happening. Not necessarily the mastermind of it, more similar to the theory where the killing game was made to contain Teruko's bad luck (context because yeah). Not necessarily her fault, but she is the reason for it. I'd like to point out that this matches up scarily well with what basically the whole fandom agrees is Teruko's secret.

(How could I even select what secret to be your motive? Just about everything you've done in your life is worth killing for. The killing game is all your fault.) ...oh my. What if the killing game referred to in the secret isn't the current one? To be fair, all the above does match up with if this secret was referring to the current killing game, but I still think it's viable. 2. Teruko did something to someone and that someone wants revenge. What is "something"? Well, it could be again that the killing game is her fault, but probably not. "someone" could be PROLOUGE GUY AGAIN. I have this really weird theory that Teruko is the one who attacked prolouge guy with the fork (aka xander check out this post for clarification) - Technically, David could also be the one wanting revenge, as he also tried to kill Teruko (indirectly, through failing the trial) , but then Xander stabbing Teruko makes no sense. Xander writes future himself a note (the one saying "Kill Teruko Tawaki, again, whole other theory i can talk more on if you want) explaining the attack, and telling him to kill Teruko, as he thinks she is the mastermind or just an unsafe person (which, fair??) - And if we really want to start reaching, Xander is the mastermind and made the killing game in an attempt to kill Teruko. But like... is the killing game necessary? Why not just kill her regularly? Her luck preventing her death, maybe? This entire point is based on theories, though. So probably not lmao. I want to say point 2 but I think realistically I've gotta go with point 1. There's actually some evidence supporting it, unlike point 2. For Veronika's memory, the memory erasure does actually work here. MonoTV probably wanted interesting shit to happen, or it couldn't erase that part of Teruko's memory without her noticing a large gap in her memories and getting suspiscious. Now, let me get some stuff cleared up. I don't think Teruko remembers actually being in a killing game before present time, just that there was one. She brushes her memory off as just not paying attention in history when Veronika denies a killing game happening before this one (though she does hesitate when Veronika points this out - which is VERY weird) so she probably has *some* fuzzy memories regarding the past killing game.

- If my theory of her attacking prologue guy is correct, I don't think she remembers doing it. As i've mentioned way too many times, I think prologue guy is Xander, and she didn't seem wary whatsoever when she first met Xander, which you think she would be if she knew him, let alone attacked him. SUMMARY: 1. Teruko and Xander were in a past killing game together. At some point, Teruko attacks Xander's eye, although we aren't sure why. Xander realises that she's to blame for the killing game, and writes a note to himself, telling him to get rid of Teruko, and then he passes out. 2. Teruko and Xander meet in our current killing game. Teruko doesn't recognise Xander (or she at least doesn't have time to dwell on the faint memories she does have on him before he passes out), and stays around him for a lot of the killing game. Xander's memory was probably erased, but I'm not sure whether he had the note yet or not. 3. Xander goes stabbity stab stab on Teruko, due to the note. he panics, questioning why he made himself stab her. Teruko might have gotten a flash of memories (you know, the saying my life flashed before my eyes when something life threatening happens??), causing her to tell Xander that his plan wont work because she cant die. 4. (this point is straight flavour text) After Teruko wakes up, she might've remembered a bit more about the killing game, although still not the whole story. (playing into why she was so much more distrustful) Maybe she remembered knowing Xander at some point? Nothing too important regarding Teruko's memory happens after this. this summary really sucks, please dont take this too seriously. just some points to keep in mind.

Anddd yeah. That's it. This has so many holes but it's 1 am, I'm tired and cant be bothered to fix them lmao. Just thought I should give my input. I might edit over this tomorrow, who knows.

[misseviehyde]

INSTITUTIONALIZED

Michael was smart - real smart. But he also knew that he lived in a society full of institutionalized racism that made it harder for a black kid like him to make it in the white world.

He wanted to go to University, but he knew he would be competing against a lot of spoiled white kids and his family didn't have enough money to support him through even the cheapest college.

True he could skip college and get straight to work but he didn't want to end up like his Uncle Luther who was a petty criminal and a bad role model.  Just this morning Luther had woken Michael up and demanded he hide a cache of guns in the house.  Michael was afraid of his uncle so he had obeyed.

It was whilst he was looking through the guns, wondering what he had gotten into and where to put them where his Mom wouldn't find them, that he came across a weird looking blaster.  It looked more like something from a science fiction film than a real gun so he found a serial number on the base and googled it on a black market page.

The info read - "The Costume gun. Stolen hi-tech weapon. Turns anyone fired at into an empty skin that can be worn to allow a person to adopt their identity. Highly dangerous experimental weapon. Can cause identity dysmorphia."

Michael was astonished. He checked a bit further and soon became convinced this was the real deal.  A gun that could let him take another persons identity was now in his possession.  A lot of things began to click in his mind. What if he used the gun to steal the life of a rich, privileged white person about to go to college?

It seemed evil to steal another life, but Michael was sick of being denied opportunities because of systematic racism. He could zap some dumb frat boy - study at university and then one day reverse the effect perhaps. He could work it out as he went along - he just knew he needed to get out of this life.

But where was he gonna find a frat boy?

He put the gun in his bag and went out for a walk to think it over.

It was whilst he was walking down an empty street that he saw Madison Laine - the richest bitch in the neighbourhood approaching. She was walking and talking on her mobile phone to her slutty friends whilst chewing gum. Her tight outfit left very little to the imagination - a tiny pair of daisy dukes and a tight pink boob tube.

She was the same age as Michael but they were definitely not in the same social circles. Madison went to an exclusive private school and her Daddy was a multi-millionaire oil magnate.  She was spoiled, beautiful and rich and already had a place at an Ivy League University.  He had read about her online - she was already a semi-famous instagrammer and aspiring model. Everyone in the area lusted after her in one way or another.

She was also a total bitch and as Michael approached the look of total disdain in her eyes made something in him snap. She giggled and a sneer appeared on her pretty lips. "Oh my gosh girls, I thought all black guys were fucking hot - but I just saw this TOTAL fucking nerd. What a LOSER."

Madison had quite the taste for black guys. She apparantly only fucked black cock and could be found out in the clubs cheating on her white boyfriend nearly every night. That would have turned a lot of black guys on - a perfect blonde snow bunny ready to give herself to superior men.

But Michael was sick of privileged sluts like this one treating black guys like they were either nothing, or simply big dicks to fetishize over. He walked past Madison in barely contained fury and she caught his expression and scowled.

"Hey you... you fucking nerd. How dare you like look at me like that. I'm your fucking superior and you better fucking show it."

Michael ground his teeth. "You're not my superior, you're just an over-privileged white girl that thinks she deserves all her Daddy's blood money."

"Hold on girls, I just need to deal with something," grinned Madison as she hung up. Advancing on Michael she jabbed him hard in the chest with a long acyrillic nail and giggled as he yelped in pain. "Haha, listen dork. All I have to do is make one call to the cops. 'Ohhhhh, help me help me.' Who knows what those racist fucks will do when they see me, the scared innocent white girl being pestered by you."

"You fucking bitch," snapped Michael and suddenly the gun was in his hands.

"What the fuck is that? A toy? Ohhhh this gets even better. They'll probably shoot you when they see you're 'armed'." Laughing Madison began to dial 911.

With a gasp of panic Michael pulled the trigger.

The gun whined and a pink ray leapt out and engulfed Madison. Her face turned suprised, then the beautiful slut moaned softly as her body deflated and in an instant she was just an empty skin lying on the pavement with a discarded handbag and phone next to it.

Michael felt a cold moment of panic - what the hell had he done that for?

He immediately considered flipping the reverse switch and transforming her back - but he knew full well Madison would call the cops. She wouldn't be grateful for him reversing the rays effects.

In a panic he reached down and gathered the skin. It was impossibly soft and her skin smelt amazing. Her hair was even nicer to touch and still felt warm. He stuffed the skin and all the skimpy clothes into his bag and ran home.

On the way, Michael imagined what would happen if a cop stopped him and searched him. How would he explain this situation. He felt more anger than ever.

Safe back home Michael laid Madison and her things on his bed. What was he going to do? If Madison didn't turn up, her bitchy friends and family would stop at nothing to track her down. They'd easily track her back to him and he'd be screwed. If he turned her back, she'd just call the cops on him. He had no choice... he was going to have to become Madison.

A shameful part of him was excited at the idea as he examined the tiny skin and all her girly clothes.

Michael stripped off and then picking up Madison, examined how to wear her. There was a slit down the back of the suit - so he opened it and slowly pushed his feet inside. The skin was soft and warm and his feet slid easily inside. It felt like the skin was eagerly welcoming him inside and clinging to him possessively.

It looked weird as his feet and legs slid in and Madison's skin overrode his. Not only were his legs now perfectly smooth and sexy - they were white. His feet were tiny now. Somehow the skin was making him smaller, fitting him inside. He wiggled his toes and gasped to see the ten perfectly pedicured toes wriggle with their white nails and toe rings.

"Hmmmm this feels pretty good," groaned Michael as he pulled the skin up to his waist. He thrust his cock deep inside the groin of the skin and snapped Madison's taut buttocks over his own. His cock tingled and then sensation vanished, instead replaced by Madison's pampered pink pussy - freshly waxed and shaven.

"Holy fuck I have a pussy now,"  grinned Michael sliding his fingers in and gasping as he felt them slide deep into his own velvety softness.  This was the real deal - the skin was reallt making him into a girl.

He quickly pulled the rest of it up, tugging Madison's big heavy boobs into place. They felt amazing on his body and it was weird to look down and see them hanging there - but also kind of nice. Each one was full and round. Rubbing the nipples felt good.

His whole body was tiny and curvy now. Entirely hairless. A bellybutton ring twinkled in his toned abdomen and washboard tummy.

His arms were now slender and lightly tanned, the fingers ending in slutty acryllic nails and ornamented with rings.

Only one thing was left to do.

With a tingle of excitement Michael slid his head inside Madison's beautiful face and shivered as he felt the slot on the back seal up and the suit tighten.

Blonde hair fastened to his scalp and his eyes rolled up as his voice box changed and he moaned in feminine pleasure as the suit completed transforming him into Madison.

A hot flush ran through him and his head tingled. A host of unfamiliar memories throbbed in his mind and he realised he was gaining all of Madison's knowledge and memories along with enough of her personality and mannerisms to pass safely as her. 

You naughty boy... how does it feel inside me. Good huh?

A voice seemed to whisper in Michael's head telling him he was someone else now. Someone better.

Yesssss Michael. You're a naughty white girl now - you're a slut and a bitch. Your Daddy is rich and you can be a spoiled little whore, every single day. This is what you wanted all along. You're Madison now!

Turning to the mirror the new Madison; giggled as she saw her reflection. A pretty bitch used to getting what she wanted, when she wanted it. It felt good to be Madison.

"Ohhhh fuck I feel like sooooo fucking naughty, mmmmmh I am sooooo hawt now." 

Michael smirked at how big his white titties were and how sexy his manicured nails felt. It was amazing to be this beautiful.

Yessss that's it. You're me now loser. You love being me.  Your mind is becoming my mind. Our thoughts and desires are as one. You are inside me and you never want to leave.

Muchael purred as he accepted these strange new thoughts. Whilst in the skin it was so easy to think, act and feel like a naughty bitch.  All thoughts of taking the skin off were burned away by Madison's intrinsic narcissism. Why would anyone NOT want to be her?

Michael knew inside he was still Michael; but right now Michael was enjoying being Madison too much to care. Taking control of Madison's white privilege was making him feel dizzy.

Eughhhh I have to get out of this dump and back to my mansion. I totally have plans to make and college is going to be so much fun now I'm an Alpha bitch.

Picking up Madison's phone Michael laughed delightedly as it unlocked via face recognition. Her life was his. He WAS Madison. He hadn't meant to use the gun on her, but he had and it was too late now.

"Yessss, as Madison I can have it all. I deserve to be the pampered spoiled brat who gets what she wants. Being a mean, white, brat is gonna be so much fun. No wait... what am I saying? I hate girls like Madison."

That's why you wanna be me so badly dweeb. You lust to have my white privilege and get it all. You can't fight me Michael, you're already under my control. Give yourself to me and take your place as the new Madison.

Lying on his bed Michael began to helplessly play with his new body. He was being overwhelmed by Madison's bratty personality, he was becoming her.

You are ME loser.

Michael/Madison opened her eyes and giggled. Of course she was her. Who else would she be?

Her personality now in flux she was about to play with herself some more when she suddenly heard a creak downstairs and her heart skipped a beat. Who the fuck could that be?

The answer came as the door opened and Luther suddenly walked in. He was back to collect his guns, but he gawped and looked amazed as he beheld the gorgeous white girl in his dweeby nephews room. "Hey gorgeous who the fuck are you?"

Michael was usually scared of Luther but now he was Madison, he felt different. In fact Madison felt turned on by this situation. She had never noticed how big and strong Luther was.  She bet he had a big dick too.

"Ohhhh hey, you must be Luther.  I'm Michael's friend from school Madison. In fact we're like actually we're fuck buddies. Mmmmh you see, I can't get enough of black guys you see - I love a big black cock, it's what I live for. Michael is totally average but he's still superior to some white loser."

Michael was amazed at the slutty trash coming out of his mouth - but the Madison part of him was just turned on by it. She felt her pussy get wet as Luther looked at her appraisingly and he unzipped his fly slowly.

"You little white slut - you think my nerdy Nephew is a good fuck, you should come suck on a real mans cock."

"Mmmmh like ummm okay," giggled Madison without hesitation as Luther's massive black dick flopped out and she hungrily advanced.

Michael found his mouth salivating. He couldn't control himself. He was a horny white size queen now and he needed big cock. He couldn't control his new body as Madison's instincts took control.

Meanwhile Luther groaned happily as Madison lowered herself to her knees and slid her hot wet mouth around his dick.

He had no idea his dweeby Nephew had such great taste.

Licking and stroking Luther's cock - worshiping it in delight - Madison giggled as it got bigger and bigger for her. She knew this was twisted and wrong - potentially incestuous even if Luther was a distant 'uncle', but in this skin she wasn't Luther's Nephew anymore - she was a spoiled size queen who loved a big black dick and Luther was all hers. The sense of power - of knowing Luther wanted and needed her mouth and pussy so bad was intoxicating.

Madison got to work sucking and slurping on the monster cock before her.  She had memories of sucking lots of cock - but this was actually the biggest she had ever had and of course in reality - for Michael this was his first. The skin gave him the muscle memory and skills of a practiced college cheerleader - Madison had learned to suck cock years ago and she loved to swallow cum.

Luther moaned in pleasure. This bitch was amazing. "Yesssss that's it baby. White sluts like you live to suck black dick. Work that tongue baby, suck it real good."

Yesss Michael. You really wanna know how it feels to be a slut and be me, hurry up and get that cock inside you. This monster is all yours and it's going to feel so good stretching your tight young pussy out. You're such a bad girl and you love it. At college there will be even more cock to ride. I know you can't wait. You're Madison now so enjoy it!

"Yessss I love being Madison, oooohbh I need you to fuck me Luther - I want your cock so bad," whined Madison as she finished slurping and looked at him endearingly. The voice in her head made her want to do such deliciously nasty things. "Please fuck my pussy." 

Luther bent Madison over and slapped her ass hard. She moaned and pushed her back up - presenting her tight pussy to her lover as he growled in appreciation and slowly pushed his massive cock inside Madison's super tight teenage pussy

"Ohhhhh fuck yes -  ohhhh its so big!" moaned Madison in joy as Luther began to slide in and out of her soaking pussy and thrust harder and harder into her.  It felt so good and her huge tits jiggled as he fucked the shit out of her.

Being a white slut feels good doesn't it?  You love being me.

Luther pounded Madison and she squealed as she orgasmed over his dick. Then he picked her up and fucked her even deeper till she came again.

Madison's pussy juices were dripping down lubricating his cock and making him slide so deep into her perfect pussy and fucking her felt so good. Luther couldn't take much more of this insatiable slut. She was a sex machine.

"Shit baby - I'm gonna cum," he grunted.

"Yessss do it all over my face; I want all that cum,"  begged Madison. Luther was happy to oblige and she squealed in delight as he unloaded all over her pretty face. Thick globs of warm cum erupted over her lips and her chin, dripping down onto her large firm tits.

With cum dripping over his outer body and making him feel like such a delicious whore - inside the skin Michael had accepted that this was his new life now. 

Being Madison felt amazing. The devious slut wondered whether there was even a way to make Luther appear responsible for Michael's inevitable disappearance in a few days.  Maybe she could engineer something after all she had Luther hooked now. 

"Damn girl that pussy is fine. Are you in town all summer?"

"Yeah; till I go to college. We can fuck again if you like baby?"

Luther grinned. He was all for more but he had no idea the horny slut in front of him was already planning to make it look like he killed Michael in a fit of jealousy and her Daddy's lawyers would make mincemeat out of this idiot and keep the story out of the papers. Money and white privillege always won in the end.

"Ooohhh and in the meantime we can fuck that big dick and cum all night.  Hehe we're so bad."

Michael had become exactly the sort of white privileged manipulative bitch he had always despised. As Madison he would go to University, join a sorority ride a lot of dick and party. It was gonna be fun.  Michael was now Madison and he had definitely been institutionalized.

She was gonna use the system to get what she wanted and spend her days filled with big black dick. Fetish or no fetish she was an evil blonde whore and college was going to be a blast.

THE END

[poe-tat]

Y'all spamming my Inbox so I'm going to create crack-

How to bring Crow back to tumblr? Apparantly spam their phone now enjoy this interaction between Akutagawa and Atsushi, why? Because I said so!

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Akutagawa: Jinko are you okay?

Atsushi: no I had a bad day.

Akutagawa: was it before or after you lost your leg?

Atsushi: wanna take a guess?

Akutagawa: before

Atsushi: Yea you weren't there

Akutagawa: I'm sorry Jinko

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No this will probably never happen and this is probably out of character but idgaf

Y'all spamming my Inbox so I'll post crack thank you have a good day!

[lemotmo]

Idk if you've seen, but a certain side of the fandom is having a fit over the fanartist featured in the Bathena IG post simply because the artist does not like Tommy and drew him unfavorably once before. I just think it's so low to paint this artist as an evil, bad person and ruin any possible future collaborations just bc they don't like your fav guy

Yeah, I've seen it. *sigh* I usually try to not react to fandom shit like this, but this is so inanely dumb and exhausting. 😒

It's apparantly okay to publicly accuse Ryan of racism and to loudly proclaim that Eddie is a terrible father that should die, to accuse so many people in this fandom of homophobia or biphobia, to accuse people in this fandom of creating terrible 911 content we had absolutely nothing to do with, to harass people with another opinion and flooding their ask boxes with hatred, but it's not okay for a great fanartist to make one single unfavourable Tommy drawing because they genuinly don't like the character. I'm just so fed up with this. Enough now! 🤷‍♀️

Please I ask of all of you, don't reblog this. Feel free to comment and/or like, but don't reblog it. I'm tired of dealing with dumb and hateful things in my ask box.

(Edit: lemotmo from the future here. I have been on this wretched platform since 2011 or something like that. How did I not know there's a function to turn off reblogs? 🙃🙄🤦‍♀️)

That's all I'll say about this on my blog. I won't be answering anymore asks about this. You all know my opinion now and I would like to focus on the positive side of things, such as Buddie. Thanks for your understanding.

Please everyone who has an Instagram account: FLOOD that post with love for poorlydrawn911. They deserve some good old-fashioned lovin'!

[satureja13]

It had started to rain again while the Boys still sojourn in the 'Screaming Mandrake'. And after Ms Coombes ended her speech, it was finally time for dinner! But our little wolverine Jack didn't touch the food. Well, this was a sight to behold ö.Ö He, whose hobby is pizza! Even Ms Coombes, who usually isn't very fond of Jack (she thinks he has a bad influence on her favourite, Vlad ^^'), was baffled. He's just sitting there, absent minded. With a stupid expression on his face...

After dinner, she took him aside. Ms Coombes: "Callahan, what's wrong?" Jack: "Uh, I don't know. I feel weird since the lightning struck me and we crashed in the swamps... That bolt hit me right in the chest." Kiyoshi choked on his bite. Jack felt a bolt in his chest?! ö.ö' Kiyoshi had felt a bolt in his chest when he first saw Jack! And Dtui told him she got hitten by a bolt too - when she first saw her fated mate, Rita (Coombes). Yes, Kiyoshi - but Jack got struck by a lightning bolt...

Ms Coombes sent him up to the Hospital Wing. The Nurse will examine the troublemaker. Ms Coombes: "If you're making this up to skip classes you're dead! And be quiet to not disturb Ji Ho!"

So Jack climbed the stairs all the way up to the tower. He was eager to see Ji Ho and how he was, but he got totally deflected by the sight of Noxee. Who apparantly is the Nurse! ö.ö (Noxee also is the Healer/Nurse in Moonwood Mill. That's how she met Greg. She even was in the same pose as now when he first saw her ^^')

Noxee: "Hey Baby! Come on in. Take your shirt off and let me see." Noxee is Jack's first love and he surely won't take off his shirt in front of her ö.Ö'

Jack shook his head to become clear again - which wasn't easy. Concentrate! He went over to Ji Ho instead, who was sleeping soundly. Ji Ho looked well. That's a relief - they are so worried about him. And apparently he's dreaming of his King :3 Noxee: "I'm positive we can wake him soon. He's doing well. He'll be sore and sensitive when he wakes up, though. So avoid touching or upsetting him. It's all a bit much getting hit by all the feelings he'd buried deep down below to survive." Jack: "Understandable. We only can imagine what he went through, growing up in the Slums of Sulani with his dead brother, next to that Brothel... and his crazy mother and that landlord scum." Noxee: "Ji Ho is strong. And he has his friends by his side, hm? I also heard you're doing a great job with your yoga, meditation and tantra practise. Keep that up. It's going to help him a lot." Jack: "We will. What about his grandfather? He can't influence him - or us through Ji Ho - while we're here, right?" Noxee: "I don't think so. Though - we still don't know what happened in your game. Had Tiny Can created this scenario or did his grandfather find a way into the game? Let's just be cautious and careful."

Eventually they went over to the examination bed and Jack told Noxee the astounding story of how Kiyoshi and him had flewn here with the TukTuk and crashed in the swamps - after they'd been struck by lightning. Jack: "... and now I feel utterly weird. I can literally hear my heart galopping - it also feels as if it's too small for my ribcage! I can't concentrate, my hands are sweating - and the worst of all: I can't eat! My stomach is twisting and turning as if I swallowed a bunch of weasles! Oh, and then the emotional turmoil! Like a rollercoaster! Oh and I can't concentrate ... and I forget stuff. I mean, for the last two issues - that's what I deal with since forever, but now it's even worse.

Noxee made a full check up but she didn't find a physical cause. The stroke of lightning and the crash left no visible marks on Jack. Which is not surprising, since Jack is the Super Soldier, after all. Created by the Council to survive even more severe attacks. Noxee: "I can't find anything. But we also know nearly nothing about what exactly the Council did to you. From what you described I would say you fell in love ^^' But we could ask Greg if he has any ideas?"

Jack: "No! No Greg! And it's not from falling in love. I already fell in love three times: with Lou, Kiyoshi and ... (ups, he can't let Noxee know what he feels for her! That would make things even more awkward between them. She's the partner of his father! ö.ö') ... and ... and it was totally different!"

Noxee mixed him a potion and told him to come back if it didn't get better and Jack left her so she could care for Ji Ho. He went downstairs to their rooms. Ms Coombes told them each three of them would share a room. There is one at the top of the tower, where Kiyoshi, Vlad and Jeb reside. And one at the bottom of the tower. For Saiwa and Jack - and Ji Ho, as soon as he's released from the hospital wing.

Jack went to the tops' room first, to bring Vlad the good news. Jack: "Ohhhh! Bunk beds! I'm going to claim the upper bed in our room!"

Concentrate, Jack! Remember why you are here! Jack sat on Vlad's bed and reassured him. Jack: "Noxee said, they will wake him up soon. He sleeps right above this room. Don't worry, hm?" Kiyoshi and Jeb were happy too to hear the good news about Ji Ho.

They chatted for a while and eventually Jack went downstairs to check their new room and claim his bed. It had been a long, eventful day. Just to find that Skully was there! Skully: "Hey, Buddy!" Jack: "What is he doing here?!" Saiwa: "I found him in your bag when I unpacked our stuff ^^' " Jack sighed. As if getting struck by lightning and being scolded by Ms Coombes weren't bad enough...

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[arabella-s-arts]

I watched Wish two days ago. It was painfully mediocre, which is too bad, it had such great potential. Whatever they were cooking up in the writers room and art department looked great, until all those great ideas got scrapped.

Anyway, I wanted to talk about the forbidden magic aspect of the story. You use it just one time and apparantly you're gone forever? That's stupid. It's not like Magnifico was a terrible person for a good part of the movie anyway, the dude just felt used, and honestly seemed to have burnout, he wasn't perfect, but he wasn't evil either. So that fact he used forbidden magic and that's when he truly becomes bad takes away his agency as a villain. Which means that it's not okay to lock him up for forever when he's clearly not 100% himself (the movie was really: "sorry no cure"). Dude was easily redeemable, they just didn't want to put the effort in.

I'm getting a little off topic. My point is, there are better ways to handle to forbidden magic aspect of the movie. What I would have preferred (if we were still going forbidden magic route) is if he had been using the magic since before the start of the movie. We see in flash backs that it started in an act of desperation to protect his people, and you know what it worked. He didn't like that he had gone this low, but it worked, and his people were safe, so in the future when other threats came, he used it again and again. Slowly he became addicted to the forbidden magic, and the power it granted him (this was over the course of several years, where in the beginning he used the magic only for good and selfless acts, but later he kept finding excuses to use it, and it became more and more for his own gain). His wife knows about his use, and she even gave him the okay the first time he used it because of the rough circumstances, but she sees him deterioting and worries if she made the wrong choice (I'm sorry, I love the evil couple too, but she's good in this version). By the time in the movie Magnifico would use forbidden magic when he got stressed or overwhelmed and he needed to calm down (like smoking). But as the movie goes along the events push him to be more desperate, and he is fully turned over by the magic, it consumes him.

In the beginning, he did try to resist the magic, like I said, it's like an addiction, but it became progressively harder as he used it more. He didn't fully seem like himself when he used the magic, but he'd try to cover it up.

I prefer this version for several reasons: a) it's a hell lot more compelling than one and done, b) it gives the character more agency and we get a better understanding of his path towards darkness, c) it makes for an interesting tragedy as it originally started as a selfless act for his people.

[theothernads]

thoughts on the current hybe situation

Right, um. I think HYBE are being so shitty rn. First, they're not treating their artists right - Enha and TXT + SVT. AND, they shit talked NJ. (This is gonna be long)

With the internal reports thing - some of it may be outside opinions, but some were made by a HYBE employee which is extremely unprofessional; besides, keeping outside opinions in your reports about things unrelated to the business of music (like SKZ and their height ⁉️💀) is disgusting quite frankly. I know that the other Big 3 are doing this probably. It's just that HYBE got exposed bc they got taken to court and stuff. Also, they apparantly (allegedly) started that Seunghan thing, which is so upsetting because wdym he's getting hate for pulling😨😨😨

Secondly, they don't even respect BTS like HELLOO??? All 7 of them could buy you. When JK spoke for NJ, the employees or smth shit talked him, and I'm just like "huh??".

Thirdly, I think the accumulated disrespect NJ received like: not getting bowed back, ignored, also cussed, I think HYBE should be held accountable. NJ are one of their moneymakers let's be so fr. I understand that bowing and then not getting it back is so disrespectful — I have a similar thing in my religion and culture. Hanni is right in calling them out for that.

BUT — i also do NOT support MHJ. I think both HYBE and MHJ are as bad as each other, it's just that MHJ probably hid it better. Firstly, her relationship with NJ is odd (grooming behaviour if you ask me). They put her on a pedestal just because she allowed them to debut, and they think they can't be NJ without her. ... they can, but they don't see that. I agree they should whistle-blow HYBE, but do not agree to bringing back MHJ. She used to work in SM, btw. All in all, she is also dodgy, she thinks just like them. Yes, she cares about nJ, but that is because they are getting popular and they are making her money? Ans because she is the director for their music? She dragged them into this and put into their brains that they NEED her or smth. Like, they're your employees, you're their boss. Please keep it professional. But I hope my girls are no longer trapped in this whole thing.

Genuinely, HYBE is dodgy enough because of them choosing a whole ZIONIST to be in their company. But also because they're not handling anything well. I heard what happened to Joshua and why did Seungkwan have to sort the stuff out?? Ugh, it's just, I wish new HYBE employers and managers replaced the current ones because it's giving me a headache. PLUS, imagine you're BTS and you give YOUR money to your "CEO" to build HYBE, only for them to ruin their reputation and do dodgy things? I'd be very upset.

I need BTS to become the CEOs, because wtf is this? I just pray for the truth to come out in all this because I'm getting so agitated by the industry and stuff...😕 and they're damaging relationships between the artists even though they usually do interact e.g: NJ and Enha

[scarlet--wiccan]

So, I'm not the first person to bring this up, but I did some reading this morning and I'm pretty sure that the mysterious silhouette from the Scarlet Witch & Quicksilver preview is the Griever, from Fantastic Four (2018).

The Griever is an abstract entity, who is presented as part of a trinity alongside Eternity and the Never Queen. She represents entropy and, more specifically, the inevitable end of the multiverse. In Fantastic Four, she appears to have a vendetta against Franklin for creating a bunch of new realities, thus countermanding her purpose. Once Franklin's powers are restored and the Griever is able to resume her post without interference, she's a lot more benign.

Orlando describes the mysterious big bad of SW&Q as "one of the most powerful climactic forces in the Marvel universe," whose power "touches all of creation" and who, apparantly, feels threatened by the twins being stronger and closer than ever before. The Griever certainly fits those descriptions, and if she's threatened by Franklin Richards, I can certainly imagine her feeling threatened by Wanda Maximoff at the top of her game.

[lynkurosawa]

Twisted Wonderland and Akagami no Shirayuki hime crossover AU part 2!

So this is AU created when i'm thinking what if Yuu or Fuyumi is Shirayuki twin sister and she suddenly transported by a black carrige to Night Raven Collage infront of her sister, Zen, Mitsuhide, Kiki and Obi? Her sister married with the second prince so when she got missing all hell would broke loose.

Pomeviore

Vil Schönheit

Vil think she is beautiful, smart and understanding. She stay at Pomeviore for a while and teach him about medicine, he never know there is a time to pick an herb to make the effect more potent and surprisingly that also work for potion igredient!!

She know how it felt to be the second, others always compare her with her twin sister, being identical twin apparantly made people can't help but compare them. Shirayuki and her not only have similar passion, and similar way of thinking and love for herb they also identical with each other. The deference between them was Fuyumi have sharper tongue than Shirayuki and more tomboy while Shirayuki is more girly, apparantly the one she love also prefer her twin sister even if she's married already and don't even see him in that way so till now she don't have any love life. Vil think that person must be so dumb.

She share her food recipe that had beauty effect with him and teach him how to make any food that not only tasty but also made their skin healthier. Pomeviore end up to prefer using her recipes every meal.

She become their honorary member

When Vil had his overblot she ask him what his problem is and don't judge him. She only say that he is stressed for nothing because he is beautiful, he just not become number one because no one dare to have any fantasy to be with him. Also he would never reach everyone beauty standart because every people have deferent opinion and their view of beauty, every country is deferent. Turn out some country prefer him than Niege and that made him felt better.

Overall think of him as little brother who think too much over what people think about him and make sure he is not over thinking

Got inside favorite little brother list too

Rook Hunt

He think she is a rare beauty, the combination of her red hair and jade green eyes is unique. She don't like someone to compliment her hair. Aparantly she almost become concubine of a dumb prince because her hair colour and also almost sold by human trafficking made Rook shocked and mad for her. Vil also horrified when he hear it and make sure she's secure when she's going out on weekend.

Rook would protect her by stay near her everywhere she go or if he can't he would ask any student either from Heartsylabyul or Savana claw to do it. The Heartsylabyul student would agree as their dorm leader think of her as his sister and respect her while Leona would pick someone strong to protect her outside as he too lazy to go himself.

Don't know how she always know where he is even if he is hiding perfectly but it quickly become a fun time between them.

She say his behaviour remind her with her first love that was inlove with her sister but she never ask him to stop his behaviour.

She think of him as mischiveous brother but not annoying one

Eple Felmier

He think she's cool, he could eat any meal right now because she teach Pomefiore student who in charge of cooking to not only make tasty healthy meal but also made their skin healthier. He can eat meat right now and Vil won't nag him about it.

She help him to understand Vil more and how Vil actualy see his potential with Deuce and that made him think being in Pomefiore isn't as bad as he think.

She don't mind if he use his country slag when he talk with her, she think it's cute even if sometime she can't understand what he is saying.

She also think it's good for him to pursue his dream, even give him appropriate work out for him to make sure it wouldn't hinder his growing.

He also got inside her favorite little brother list.

[slaymybreathaway]

YOU'VE REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME

◇Chapter Seven◇

Chapter List Masterlist

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1965 ◇ The Drive-In

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Straight after she was finished locking up the salon, Gracie raced home. It felt like her stomach acids were eating her up from the inside and at any minute, she was about to vomit.

She got like this whenever she lied, like the guilt of not telling the truth was too much to bear. Today, Gracie couldn't stand when Shelly started bragging about her perfect life that it just burst out of her. She never should've said it, she never should've used Darry like that.

As she speed-walked down the sideway, she could feel the acidic bile rising up her throat. Knowing that she wouldn't make it into her own house on time, she burst open the gate of the Curtis house and ran towards the door.

"Heya Gracie," Sodapop greeted her from where he was sitting on the living room couch but she didn't respond and continued to sprint up the stairs.

Gracie just made it into the bathroom on time. As soon as she kneeled down infront of the toilet, she began to puke today's lunch into the toilet bowl. She continued to throw up until she had nothing left in her stomach. That's when she heard a knock on the door.

"What's wrong, Gracie... you're not pregnant, are you?" Sodapop joked from the other side of the bathroom door.

Gracie wiped the corners of her mouth with some toilet roll before standing up and flushing the toilet. "Is Darry here?"

She asked turning on the tap and rinsing out her mouth.

"Nah, he left for work twen'ny minutes ago" Sodapop replied. "Why is he the father?" He laughed slightly, altough part of him was being totally serious.

Gracie opened the bathroom door and stood facing a smiling Sodapop."I'm not knocked up, Soda. 'M just not feeling too hot," she cut past him to go down the stairs. She was cutting it fine as it was and would have to hurry go get to her shift on time.

"Okay then," he shrugged before following her. "But if my brother finds out that I let you go to work while you're sick, he'll skin me. Maybe you should just stay here," he spoke, though he knew that the only way Gracie would miss work was if one of her limbs were falling off.

Gracie took a glass from the Curtis's kitchen press and filled it tap water, before chugging the whole thing. "I'll be alright. Anyway, I've got a day off tomorrow so I can worry about being sick then,"

Sodapop laughed and shook his head. "Alright, alright. Well at least let me drive you, since I assume your car is still a piece of shit,"

"Thanks, I appreciate it. Hey, why haven't you or Steve gotten around to fixing it for me?" She joked.

Sodapop shot her a glance. "We're mechanics, not miracle workers. C'mon," he replied, grabbing his keys from the table and heading out the front door.

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"To be honest, I'm just confused why she even came in. Her hair was freshly styled when she walked in the door," Sally shrugged as she threw some popcorn into her mouth.

The pair stood behind the concession stand at the drive-in. With no customers to be served, they chatted about the day's events, the sound of the film served as backround noise for their conversation.

"C'mon Sal, I highly doubt that she just came in to get her roots touched up. She just wanted to rub her perfect life in our face to make us feel bad about ourselves. It's been the same since our freshman year,"

Gracie went on a rant as she refilled the soda dispenser. "I just thought that we wouldn't have to deal with it after graduation but apparantly we still do,"

Sally chuckled. "You seem to have a lot of pent up anger there... is that the reason why you told her that Darry-"

"Don't remind me, please. I feel so horrible about that," Gracie looked around to make sure that none of the gang were hanging around anywhere before she continued speaking. "I couldn't even make it home today, had to run to the Curtis' before I threw up. Scared the shit outta Sodapop,"

Sally stood, still throwing popcorn into her mouth. "I'd say. You sound like you need an exorcist whenever you spew".

Sally and Darry were the only two people who knew about her tendancy to vomit whenever she lied. Gracie shook her head with a smile, before bursting into laughter as she remembered something.

"Sodapop asked me if I was throwin' up bc Darry got me pregnant," she laughed. She noticed something was wrong when she didn't hear Sally laugh along with her. "Sally, it was a joke"

"I know! I know... well I mean,

I wouldn't be suprised if you told me that you two had, you know, banged" she shrugged.

"Jesus Christ!" Gracie turned to face her, a look of shock on her face. "Is that what you think about in your free time?" But before she was able to deny the accusation, Ponyboy walked up the to the consession stand.

"Hey, I forgot you were working tonight!" he greeted with a smile. To his left stood a tall red-headed girl, who looked a couple of years older than him. She was dressed in a pretty light blue dress which identified her as a Soc.

Gracie shot Sally a 'please do not mention anything we just talked about' look before replying to him. "Hi Pony, who's your friend?" She nodded towards the red-head with a smile.

"I'm Cherry Valance," the girl stuck her hand out for Gracie to shake. She seemed nice enough, and was quite pretty too. Still, you had to be careful with Socs.

"Well it's nice to meet you, I'm Gracie," she smiled before adding "alright, what can I get y'all?"

Ponyboy counted on his fingers before ordering. "Umm, 5 popcorns please,"

Together Sally and Gracie filled up the popcorns, adding extra butter to them all just because they were for the gang. They handed the popcorn to Ponyboy and Cherry but when Ponyboy pulled out 5 dollars, Gracie was suprised.

"Ponyboy Curtis put that money away, you know damn well that I've never made you pay before," she crossed her arms playfully.

In reality, she hated seeing Ponyboy waste the cash he earns from his part-time job, loading boxes at the record store once a week, on things like popcorn and cigarettes. He should be saving that money to put towards college, lord knows he'll probably be the only one in the gang that's smart enough  to get in.

Ponyboy knew how she felt about this, as Darry felt the exact same. He shook his head "Nah it's on Two-Bit, don't worry... and pocket the change because he's already too boozed-up to notice"

"Yanno what, I will. I stopped counting how many times he said he'd 'pay me back' for all the beer I buy him" she smiled before ringing up the cost of the popcorn in the register. 

Just as Ponyboy and Cherry started to walk away, Gracie remembered something. "Hey Pone, can I talk to you for a sec?"

The boy nodded for Cherry to get a head start before walking closer to the concession desk, struggling to hold three bags of popcorn without one of them slipping out. "Yeah?" He asked.

Grace leaned down and whispered to in his ear. "Cherry seems like a nice girl and all but just watch out and make sure she doesn't get you into any trouble, ya hear? It's much harder to get out of sticky situations when you're from our side of the city"

"Yeah I know, thanks. I'll see you tonight?" He asked trying to shimmy some popcorn up into his mouth.

"Yeah, and before curfew I hope. Darry ain't gonna get mad at you if you don't give him a reason to," she warned. Ponyboy rolled his eyes, but he knew it was true.

"Alright, before curfew. See ya Gracie," he walked away from the stand, following Cherry down to the seating area.

Once he fully disappeared, Gracie turned back to face Sally, who's shit-eating grin had returned back to her face.

"So," she spoke. "You gonna tell Darry that y'all are engaged or are you gonna wait till the wedding day?"

"Shut up," Gracie rolled her eyes and turned to serve a customer.

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