#lee hi locs

[keomchiz]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ᰈㅤㅤ𝗯𝗲 ㅤ′ ㅤ𝗆𝗒 ㅤ𝘰𝗇𝗅𝗒 ㅤ﹙𝑜𝑛𝑒﹚ ㅤ.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ✿𝆬ㅤ    p𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾ㅤ   𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗋 ㅤ   𝗺𝗲ㅤ    🦢.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝑖 ㅤ𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀ㅤ 𝖺 ㅤ 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 ㅤ𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 ㅤ﹕ ㅤ이것

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝗈𝗁   𝗆𝗒,ㅤ𝗈𝗁   𝗆𝗒,ㅤ𝗈𝗁  𝗆𝗒  𝙡𝗼𝘃𝗲 ㅤ𖧧

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ leehiㅤㅤ ㅤ – ㅤㅤ ㅤonlyㅤㅤ ㅤbios

[soocats]

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ⠀ ꞉ ׄ📋̸̫ 𝄒 ꒰⠀ׄ⠀ ׄ ִ⠀ ͜𝟤𝑂𝟭 、ׅ🪺⠀ ❫⠀᭡⠀ׂ⠀ִ⠀❛

[hooneeyydroops]

Thick thighs save lives

Fred G. Weasley x Reader

Paring: Bf!Fred Weasley x Thick thighs!Reader

Notes: A little suggestive? Starts steamy (definitely not a smut though) and ends with fluff. Established relationship. You’re insecure about you thighs.

Summary: You and Fred have been dating for three months now. As things get more and more steamy during a make out session you’ve found yourself being incredibly insecure about your body.

Word count: 1.1k

Enjoy!!

Three months have passed since you and Fred both confessed your feelings to each other during a cold winter day, near the warm fire of the gryffindor common room. Since then your relationship has been amazing, just like you had imagined it to be; Fred was usually very affectionate and wasn’t embarrassed of showing it in public. Whether it was random kisses on your forehead and cheeks or hugs from behind he was always showering you with affection. He was also a wonderful person to chat with, always making you laugh, telling you about some crazy prank he and George managed to pull out through their lives. It was truly a dream to be dating him. He was literally a sweetheart despite his prankster reputation.

You both were now sitting on his dorm’s bed, it was a cold afternoon, just like the day you had your first kiss when you both confessed. George, Lee and their other dorm member were out in Hogsmade for a butterbeer (or maybe a hot chocolate since it was so cold-), leaving the dorm all for Fred who, of course, decided to go and search for you so that the both of you could cuddle and chat in his bed with some privacy (which was a rare thing to have at Hogwarts).

You both were laying down on the bed, Fred’s head on your chest as you were playing with his ginger locs while rambling about your day.

“and so yeah, McGonagall took slytherin almost 20 po-“

you were telling him, but you soon got interrupted by Fred’s warm, soft lips, gently pecking yours.

“I love when you ramble about your days like this. I love hearing you talk…” He murmured softly, still close to your lips, just to then place them again on yours. Unlike the previous one (or, if you have to really admit it, the previous ones) this was more heated, it had more passion in it. As Fred’s sweet lips were on yours, gently nibbling your lower lip now and then, you felt his hands roaming your body, from your waist to your hips, then to your chest. You felt his tongue gently pushing inside your mouth, causing you to let out a breathy whimper, which earned from him a quiet groan. As you felt his tongue fighting with yours for dominance your focus went back on where his hands were. He was carefully massaging your chest with your clothes still on, the touch only making you let out some shaky breaths as your arms were wrapped around his neck, hands still playing with his hair.

He then decided to slide his hands under your shirt, immediately stopping as soon as he felt your muscles tense up a bit.

“Is this alright?” he asked, cheeks flushed as he was towering you , his eyes full of desire yet still the sweet ones you knew so well.

“Y-yes…” you replied, letting him take off your shirt, leaving you only in your bra. It was the first time he ever saw you without a shirt on and oh, the boy was stunned.

“…so pretty…” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine as he began to nibble your ear lobe. He then trailed warm, wet kisses from your ear to your neck, moving down to your shoulders. Little whimpers and moans were escaping your lips, as you were not used to this kind of intimacy.

“You sound so beautiful, you know that?” He said, sucking and biting down on your shoulder, earning once again more of those sweet noises you were making.

“Can I remove your pants?” He asks gently between a kiss and another, his hands on your thighs.

There was a moment of hesitation from you, which made him scrunch his face in a confused expression.

“If you don’t want to do it I’ll wait until you’re ready, you know that right?” He asked both of you sitting up as he had an arm around your neck, massaging your back in a comforting manner with his hand.

It wasn’t that thought, you were ready for it actually. You’ve been dreaming about it for a month by now, but something stopped you. Your insecurities were stopping you from letting that dream turn into reality.

You looked down as you started talking.

“It’s not that, Freddie…” you muttered “I really want to do it with you, alright? I really want to but…” and at that “but” you started massaging your thighs in circular motions with your palms, something you did when you were stressed. “I’m really insecure.” you finally managed to let out.

Confusion was still on Fred’s face as he began to think about your words. How could you ever be insecure? And about what?

“It’s alright if it’s your first time,sunshine” he says, tightening his grip around you.

“It’s not that…” you paused for a moment, taking a deep breath “I-it’s my thighs.”

There was a moment of silence as Fred got even more confused. Your thighs? Why? They looked more than fine to him.

“But…why?” He asked, his expression and tone a mix of concern and confusion.

“They’re like…really fat…I can’t even put shorts on without feeling ashamed about them jiggling when I walk…same with short skirts…even pants give me so much trouble since some types make my thighs look even bigger…” you muttered as you looked down at your big thighs. Although you had good eating habits and were really active your thighs were still massive. And it was something that made you go mad every time you looked at your reflection in the mirror.

“Hey” Fred said, his hand gently gripping your cheeks to make tou look up at him. “Look at me. Who said your thighs are fat?” He asked, still a bit of concern in his tone “they’re not” he said, his hand sliding on one of your things, gently massaging it. “They’re beautiful actually. Like very, very much attractive.” He said, his usual smirk creeping out on his face a few seconds after “they make you look bloody gorgeous sunshine~” he whispered, his face a few inches from yours. You felt yourself blush profusely from his words and the way he was sweetly yet sensually massaging your thigh, sometimes gripping at it. “Maybe I could teach you how to love them, what do you think about that, darling~?” He said after removing his arm from your neck, only to place his other hand on your other thigh. You felt your whole body burning at his words as you gently shook your head yes.

Let’s just say that you had spent an amazing afternoon.

And as you two walked out of his dorm to reach the great hall for dinner you definitely and finally felt more confident about your thick thighs.

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

hi! i saw your fem hairstyle post, and wanted to ask you a question that has been plaguing me for a while

what are the things i should avoid when taking care of my hair? how often should i wash it? with what? how do i keep my hair soft and fluffy without damaging it?

also, i love how dedicated you are to this blog, and i appreciate all that you're doing. this is all very helpful! :)

Lee says:

My younger sister is a hair-care fanatic and one thing she swears by are silk pillowcases, but they can be expensive. I used to wear a satin sleeping cap when I had longer hair, so that or a silk durag might help if you're on a budget. Either way, you need to sleep with either something on your head or with a special pillowcase if you want to reduce friction so your hair will be less dry and frizzy. If you don't have a protective hairstyle in like braids, twists, locs, etc it can also keep your hair from getting too tangled.

It's been a long time since I had long hair so I've forgotten a lot, but I remember using coconut and jojoba oil sort of like leave-in conditioner. My sister has a giant bag of hair stuff that she uses to condition and clean her hair so it all depends on how involved you want to make it. You shouldn't shampoo your hair every time you shower, but you can wash it with water and condition it more often. You should try using a sulfate-free shampoo and conditioner that's meant for your hair type.

I was not an expert in this area even when I did have long hair, so I would recommend that you seek out online communities, forums, and social media groups dedicated to hair care for your hair type.

If you have type 2A hair you will likely need to follow a different hair care routine than someone with type 4C hair, for example, and someone who wears their hair in box braids or straightens or dyes their hair is going to have different hair-care needs than someone who wears their hair naturally in a ponytail or Afro on a typical daily basis, so the products, tools, and frequency of actions will vary depending on what kind of hair you have and what style you keep it in.

If you feel overwhelmed by diving into the online world of hair care, it can sometimes be easier to schedule an appointment with a hairstylist who specializes in your hair type and texture. They can provide personalized recommendations for products, styling techniques, and maintenance routines tailored to your individual needs.

It can help to find a hairdresser who has worked with other LGBTQ+ clients if possible so you can feel comfortable in the space. If you have friends who have a similar type of hair as you do, ask them what they do to maintain it and who they see!

Followers, please help us out here-- give anon some tips on maintaining clean, soft, and fluffy hair!

Followers say:

dixy says: i have long curly hair, honestly i feel like a lot of it for shampoo and conditioner is trial & error. i tried one of the brands recommended on the curly hair holy grail list but i think the shampoo might be drying out my hair a bit so i plan to switch back to love beauty & planet shampoo. letting your hair air dry is also quite good for it

aroaloe says: I don't have curly hair myself but my partner does and we've been working on finding a way for her hair to grow out and not get damaged. The biggest thing is a leave-in conditioner. After the shower when the hair is damp but not too wet, you add the leave-in and comb in through with your fingers from the tips to the scalp, then gently scrunch the hair to help encourage prominent curls. Hair stays a little oily feeling for a few hours but after that is super light + soft

[riptide-if]

What do ROs look like?

Character intros will posted on sunday at the latest which will include more in depth personalities + character appearances but I’ll give u basics rq since ive been postponing making the intros lol

Arlo is 6’2, honey, (wasian, white & korean) buff, with dark brown eyes and short straight black hair. There’s a sun tattoo on the inside of his wrist of his left arm.

Hilo is 5’10, slim with deep olive skin (hawaiian), dark green eyes, and long wavy black hair reaching their waist. They have a tattoo of a new moon on their upper arm.

Lee is 5’6, lithe, pale, (unfortunately white) light blue eyes, and black and blue hair. Elaine has a bob with bangs and Elijah has hair just reaching his shoulders with slight bangs. (I suppose? Like hair falls in his face so he cuts it) They have a lot of small tattoos along with some piercings.

N is 5’8, toned and athletic, russet skin (afrolatino, black & brazillian), grey eyes, dark brown kinky hair. Noemia’s hair is styled in bohemian locs that reach her the bottom of her shoulder blades, sometimes in a braid or a low bun. Nikita’s hair is styled in bohemian locs that just reach his shoulders, usually kept in a half or fun ponytail.

Also, N tidbit because im not sure when ill bring it up in intro really, N is Australian! Their dad is Australian.

[assignmentimprobable]

rewatched the White Rabbit sequence from Resurrections earlier and realized that Neo had “Fist of Legend” on in the background when doing the kung fu moves. Easter egg that appeals to ME!!!!

I know Lana Wachowski probably chose it at random (I refuse to give a white woman with locs THAT much credit lol) bc it’s an easy entry on the ‘best martial arts movies of all time’ list but I think it is so, so awesome because Fist of Legend is a remake of Fists of Fury. A movie about Chinese identity under the Imperial Japanese occupation and how the lead Chen Zhen (played by Bruce Lee in the OG and Jet Li in FOL) fights back both literally and metaphorically against a system of violence. It's about the strength of identity in a sea of state suppression tactics. The comparison definitely feels like a parallel of Neo’s identity being suppressed by the systemic violence of the Matrix, the entire montage sees him being dogpiled on all sides with trivial summaries of what his story is “supposed” to be, fed back to him ad nauseum.

Kinda like how the popular interpretations of the Matrix by alt-right redpillers erases the trans narrative of Neo cracking her egg and becoming one half of THEE doomed t4t yuri ship until her girlfriend got powers too

[raybizzle]

"Posse" (1993) is a western film directed by Mario Van Peebles and written by Sy Richardson and Dario Scardapane. The movie stars a large cast, with many notable actors and actresses. It saw success at the box office, grossing $20 million on a $3.5 million budget. The soundtrack was a mixture of blues, funk, soul, and hip-hop, but it could have done better on the charts. This film was the first black cowboy movie since the late 70s.

Director: Mario Van Peebles Writers: Sy Richardson, Dario Scardapane

Starring Mario Van Peebles, Stephen Baldwin, Charles Lane, Tommy 'Tiny' Lister, Big Daddy Kane, Billy Zane, Blair Underwood, Melvin Van Peebles, Richard Jordan, Salli Richardson-Whitfield, Tone Loc, Pam Grier, Isaac Hayes, Vesta Williams, Nipsey Russell, Reginald VelJohnson, Woody Strode, Lawrence Cook, Robert Hooks, Reginald Hudlin, Warrington Hudlin, Christopher Michael, Bob Minor.

Storyline In Cuba, a band of Buffalo Soldiers, led by the fearless Jesse Lee (Mario Van Peebles) and joined by a gambling white soldier (Stephen Baldwin), is sent on a suicide mission to intercept a shipment of gold from enemy troops during the Spanish-American War. When they discover that the racist white officer who sent them, Col. Graham (Billy Zane), meant to betray them, they are forced to shoot their way to freedom. Upon escaping, they embark on a dangerous quest across the American frontier, one which leads Lee back to his hometown, where the KKK killed his father.

Available on Blu-ray and streaming services

[medievalfantasist]

So I wrote a sequel to my Avengers fic.

The Historical Present: When Historical Analysis Becomes Current Events (and Tries to Destroy the World) by Clara Starr, PhD, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Part 2 of From the Neat and Tidy Files of Dr. Clara Starr

Since her initial adventure and run-in with Loki, Clara Starr has spent the last year doing her job and working on a secret project for Maria Hill and Phil Coulson. But when that secret project predicts the emergence of HYDRA from S.H.I.E.L.D., she finds herself caught up in another adventure she never asked for. Complicating matters are her feelings for Loki, feelings she's certain he doesn't share and wishes would go away. (Takes place before/during/after Captain America: The Winter Soldier.)

(Must be logged in because fuck AI.)

Snippet under the cut:

“This is either the coolest thing I’ve ever done or the most terrifying,” Amanda said, securing her waist-length locs at the nape of her neck with an enormous hair tie. We stood at the top of a concrete stairwell next to a steel door, wind audibly shrieking from the other side. The elevator that had brought us this far rumbled and started heading back down the shaft. It was ridiculous to feel like it was taking Amanda’s ability to change her mind about this trip away from her; we could just hit the button and it would come back. But there was something final about it, anyway.

“Trust me, it’s both,” I said. “Ready?”

She checked the security of her hair tie, tightened the shoulder strap on her messenger bag a bit, then took a deep breath and nodded at me.

I opened the door.

The wind immediately got louder by an order of magnitude and seemed to suck all the air out of the stairwell. The roof of Stark Tower was larger than it looked, but still felt too small for the height. Despite knowing that Dr. Selvig had built an entire contraption up here and not fallen off, I always worried about the wind whipping me over the railing. We stepped cautiously out onto the roof itself, the door slamming shut—but not locked; I always checked—behind us.

Amanda was far braver than I. She stared out at the city, eyes wide. “Ho-lee shit,” she whispered, the words snatched away by the wind. Her surface thoughts radiated awe and excitement, with little of the kind of apprehension I would have had in her position. We were very different people, and sometimes I wondered if she’d enjoy my weird-ass job than I did. I loved the parts of my job that were actually my job, but it also came with a lot of other weird shit that I hadn’t anticipated when I’d taken it. But it was fun to see her so excited, especially knowing that she’d only get more excited by what came next.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I shouted, taking her hands and pulling her closer to me so we’d both be in the Bifrost’s circle when it descended. I turned my face up to the cloudless sky. “Heimdall!”

I knew I didn’t need to yell. He’d told me I didn’t need to yell. But I always yelled. It was instinct, almost. I was trying to catch the attention of a god who watched dozens of worlds at once, and I was hardly the most important of his duties. I probably sat nearly at the bottom of his list, somewhere below Jane Foster and above some slightly threatening lichen on another planet.

A silent blast of light descended, catching us up and throwing us into the heavens. I felt more than heard Amanda’s rising shriek—of fear or joy, I couldn’t tell—and then we stumbled out into Heimdall’s orb, sneakers squeaking against the metal floor, clutching each other for balance.

“Dr. Clara,” Heimdall said, and Amanda’s mouth dropped open as his voice rolled over us. “Welcome back. And welcome to your friend.”

“Holy jesus lord god in fucking heaven,” Amanda breathed, disentangling herself from me. The corner of Heimdall’s mouth twitched up, an amused gleam in his yellow eyes.

“Heimdall, Dr. Amanda Thomas,” I said. “Amanda, Heimdall.”

“Charmed,” Amanda said with a breathy giggle. I pinched my lips together to keep from laughing at her. I’d never seen her like this before, but I fully understood. Asgardians had that effect on people; they were all so pretty.

“I trust you know your way by now, Dr. Clara?” Heimdall said, pulling his sword from the Bifrost mechanism. His biceps rippled, and Amanda let out a faint eep.

“Yes, but Amanda’s going to the library,” I said. “I haven’t been up there yet.”

“Once you reach the palace, any of the guards can show you the way,” Heimdall said. “They have been notified that Thor has granted you access.”

“Thank you, Heimdall,” I said. “We’ll be back in a few hours.” I grabbed Amanda’s elbow, steering her toward the exit.

“Bye,” she called back to Heimdall, who merely inclined his head graciously.

[theehexgirl]

how do you know pt. ii: how it started

synopsis: a look back at that faithful night that started it all…

characters: y/n, bang chan, bijou, changbin, han, felix, and syd; guest starring: lee know

content: smut, alcohol usage, drunk sex, cheating, outdoor sex, rooftop sex, penetrative sex, oral (f.receiving), nipple play, teasing, cunniligus, kickback

“Who all is coming aside from the old man?” Y/N asked. Her best friend rolled her eyes at the little remark about her boyfriend as they walked down the snack aisle.

“He’s not old and it’s going to be you, Chris, Changbin, Han, Seungmin, Jeongin, Amaya, Hyunjin, Syd, Felix, my sorority sisters, and a couple of my cousins,” Bijou informed her.

“Ahhh. So almost everybody you know?” Y/N teased.

“Yes,” Bijou giggled.

“You’re lucky that you have a home for kickbacks like this,” Y/N smiled.

“Me too. My grandad is the best person in the world,” Bijou gushed.

“Yes he is. Plus, your rooftop is amazing too,” Y/N said.

“The rooftop is my favorite if you know what I mean,” her best friend waggled her eyebrows. Y/N laughed, shaking her head at her friend’s silliness.

“I bet it is. Last time I fucked on a rooftop was when I was whats-his-name,” Y/N remarked.

“You mean the one with the scar on his eye or the one with the locs and grills?” Bijou questioned.

“Grills,” Y/N clarified.

“Ahh. Eww,” Bijou said.

“Don’t be rude. I didn’t say eww to you,” Y/N laughed. Bijou giggled as they continued down the aisle.

“Okay. So all we need is dip and soda. Chris has us covered with alcohol and so does Han,” Bijou informed.

“Good. I’ve got the snacks,” Y/N said.

“And I’ll just be the amazing birthday girl that I am,” Bijou proudly proclaimed. The two continued shopping for the items on their list before going to the register to pay. Y/N paid for everything and even used a couple coupons as well.

“Snacks are good to go. Let’s go!” Bijou exclaimed as soon as they walked outside the store.

Y/N laughed, “While you’re trying to go, be careful and don’t get hit. I’m not taking you to the E.R on your birthday.”

“How rude,” Bijou feigned shock.

“Rude? So you’d rather be in the hospital on your birthday?” Y/N inquired.

“No,” her best friend shook her head.

“Alright then,” Y/N replied.

Later that night, Y/N was decorating Bijou’s house and making sure everything looked nice for her friend's birthday with Amaya.

As for Chris, he was making jungle juice with Syd’s assistance. Syd insisted on assisting Chris, which is more like them managing the man.

“Now put the fruit in there, down under Ken,” Syd instructed.

“Down under Ken?” Amaya questioned.

“Don’t even question them and their nicknaming skills. If their partner doesn’t do it, then why should we,” Y/N answered.

“Felix has the patience of a saint,” Amaya remarked.

“Thank you very much,” Felix beamed, walking into the room. The sight of Felix seemed to light up the room for everyone.

“Do you see that, Y/N?” Amaya questioned.

“Yes I do,” Y/N played along.

“There’s a halo above Felix’s head,” Amaya jokingly stated. Felix laughed at their silliness.

“You two are always saying that I’m an angel. I’m not always sweet,” the other Aussie stated.

“Yes you are,” Y/N replied.

“Sweet as a peach pie,” Amaya added.

“And what about me?” Chris asked.

“More like the devil himself,” Y/N answered without hesitation. Chris made a face and everyone else laughed.

“If I didn’t say it before, but you look fine as hell,” Amaya turned to Y/N.

“Thank you,” Y/N smiled, “So do you.”

“Of course I do. I’m always fine,” Amaya grinned.

“And conceited,” Y/N mumbled under breath. The other woman smacked her arm hard while she laughed.

“When is Minho coming?” Felix asked.

“He’s gonna drop by for like a couple minutes, then he’s dipping,” she answered.

“Ohh,” Felix nodded, plucking a grape off the fruit tray.

“Changbin should be back soon with the cake,” Y/N said. Changbin walked into the kitchen with a cake in his arms. He placed it onto the counter.

“Here comes the macho man now,” Y/N smiled.

“Macho man? I like it,” the muscular man grinned.

“Of course you do,” Y/N giggled.

The kickback was a success. They sang happy birthday to Bijou, played a couple of games, played some music (they did not let a certain someone get the aux), Minho had dropped by at some point then dipped, and pretty much everyone was drinking, except for a couple.

However, Bijou had drunk so much that she was sleeping like a log in one of the pool chairs. Most of the party was gone, which left Chris, Bijou, and Y/N. Changbin had gone home and Han was knocked out on the living room couch.

“I’ll take her to her room. I’ll be back,” Chris informed Y/N.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’m fine on my own,” she assured him.

“I know, but I still want to drink a little,” he said.

“Alright,” Y/N nodded. She was already at the halfway point of being tipsy and drunk. She was ready to become completely drunk since she didn’t have to work tomorrow.

“I’m back and I threw a blanket over Han. He looked really cold,” Chris informed her.

“Did you put his feet on the couch? The position he was in looked highly uncomfortable,” she said.

“Yes I did. He looks more comfortable now,” Chris chuckled, plopping down onto the couch.

“He can sleep anywhere,” she laughed, sipping on her drink.

“Yes he can,” Chris agreed. The two friends continued to talk and drink with each other on the rooftop as the minutes passed by. Y/N could feel herself becoming a little more drunk. She was definitely going to have a hangover, but she was relieved to not work tomorrow.

Chris was sitting up on the couch laughing as Y/N recounted a funny story about the time when she and Bijou had gone streaking on the football field of her alma mater.

“I can’t believe you two did that,” he laughed.

“We can’t be trusted when we get high. We have the most outrageous ideas,” Y/N said.

“Obviously,” he said, wiping away a tear as he laughed.

“That wasn’t even the worst of it. There was the time where Bijou had stolen my clothes when we were supposed to skinny dip in my neighborhood pool and I got caught by my next door neighbor,” Y/N laughed.

“She really did that?” Chris asked with a shocked expression on his face.

“Yeah. She didn’t tell you?” Y/N looked at him in confusion.

“She never did,” he answered.

“Well, the more you know,” Y/N jokingly stated.

Chris laughed again, “You’re an insane individual when you get together with my girlfriend.”

“Yeah I am, but it’s fun,” Y/N smiled softly.

“I bet,” he said.

“From what Felix has told me, you’re much worse than me,” she grinned.

“What did he tell you?” Chris asked.

“He didn’t say much, but I can say that you walking out of your room butt as naked when Han’s parents were visiting is more than funny. It’s hilarious,” she giggled.

“Oh my god,” Chris groaned, “Why would he tell you that?”

“Because he got a little tipsy and he started spilling secrets,” Y/N chortled.

“Any more secrets of mine that he spilled?” Chris asked.

“I’ll never tell,” she smirked, making a zipping motion.

“You’re so evil for this,” Chris chuckled.

“That’s my middle name,” she grinned. He rolled his eyes laughing and threw back the last of his own drink.

“Whatever happened to that guy you were dating?” Chris asked.

“What guy?” Y/N cocked an eyebrow.

“You know the one with the really fast car,” he answered.

“Ohhh. We broke up like three months ago.”

“What did he do?”

“I found out that he was actually renting that car and was sleeping on an air mattress.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Wooow.”

“Plus, he wasn’t a good lay either. He was like a quarter pump chump.”

Chris burst into laughter, “Oh fuck. That’s bad.”

“Yeah. I made Bijou swear to secrecy not to tell anyone, but I just spilled the beans myself.”

“I’ll keep it a secret too,” he patted her knee eliciting a small smile from her. His hand did not move from that spot at all and just stayed there.

“Thank you, Prince Valiant.”

“Besides, you deserve better than those bastards.”

“I do, but for now I’m happy being single. It’s much more fun considering how there are no strings attached.”

“I respect it.”

“You have no other choice but to do that.”

“True.”

“One thing is for sure though, they don’t know how to use their mouths,” she muttered, sighing. She felt his hand move up her thigh and her eyes looked down at his hand that was slowly sliding up her thigh.

“Umm…your hand is going a little too high,” she remarked.

“It is,” he said, moving a little bit closer. His other hand made contact with her other thigh. Both hands were moving up her thigh. Y/N did not know why, but his hands felt really good, especially his thumbs that were making circles.

“W-wait, Chris. What are you doing?” Y/N inquired.

“You said that they don’t know how to use their mouths. Maybe we should fix that,” he answered.

“This is wrong. So very wrong,” she said.

“It is, but you can keep a secret, right?” Chris questioned, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her g-string. He slid them down her legs, then pocket them. Y/N did not know what to say. As much as she wanted to voice that this was wrong, half of her wanted to see where this was going. The Aussie began planting butterfly kisses starting from her knee, trailing down to her inner thigh. His lips felt so soft against his skin and they felt so nice. She felt him begin to suck on her inner thigh close to her pussy while nibbling it as well.

“Chris,” she moaned softly. Chris repeated the same ministrations on her other leg and it was beginning to drive her insane. She wanted him to just go ahead and eat her out, but he was very intent on making her suffer. He continued to leave hickeys upon her inner thighs.

“Chris, please stop teasing me and just eat my pussy,” she breathlessly said.

A smirk had formed on the Aussie’s face at the sound of her begging, “Beg me.”

“What?” Y/N looked down at him. Her dark brown eyes met his eyes that were giving her such a heated gaze.

“Beg me,” he repeated.

“Beg? Quit playing. I don’t beg,” she firmly stated.

“Well, you need to start today. So beg me,” he told her.

“I’m not begging you for shi—mmm,” she moaned, unable to finish her own sentence. The Aussie had pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing it slowly as he sucked on her inner thigh once more.

“I’m…not begging…y-you,” she mewled. His thumb’s tempo began to increase. She felt him begin to alternate between dragging his tongue on her thigh and kissing it. Each time he inched closer to her pussy, he would go back to where he started. He switched thighs and did the same thing as his thumb rubbed that little bundle of nerves.

“Chris, please…please eat my pussy. Please eat it,” she begged between her moans. She felt his lips leave her thigh and his thumb stopped rubbing her clit. She felt his thumbs touch her lower lips, which increased her anticipation for what was to come.

“Your exes are real idiots for not knowing how to please you,” he remarked, using his thumbs to spread apart her lips. Y/N sucked in a breath as soon as air touched her pussy.

“But enough about them. I’ll show you should be treated,” he said. He began lapping at her pussy and she couldn’t deny that his tongue felt good, especially since it felt so cool. She could barely contain the noises that were spilling from her lips. His thumb released her lips and he wrapped his arms around her thick thighs.

The sound of him slurping and sucking was so fucking lewd that she loved hearing it so much. Y/N felt him pull her closer to his mouth and it drove her even more insane.

“Your tongue feels so good,” she moaned, feeling her toes curl. One of her hands made its way to his black hair. Her grip became painful and she was too occupied with feeling good to even apologize for almost ripping out his hair.

“Oooh…Chris,” she moaned. Chris took her clit into his mouth and began suckling on it. His eyes flicked up to her face. He was burning a hole in her face the entire time as he watched her range of emotions.

Feeling as if his mouth wasn’t enough, he slid two fingers inside of her warm hole and began thrusting them in and out of her. She gripped his hair even hard and closed her legs around his head, but he spread them wide as he continued his ministrations.

“Chris,” she moaned. He moaned as he savored the taste of her delectable snatch that he feasted on like a starving man. The vibrations from his moans went straight to her clit and it was driving her crazy as her toes curled.

“Chris,” she cried out, eyes rolling back as she splashed his face. The curvy woman collapsed onto the couch, attempting to catch her breath. He lapped at her essence greedily not wanting any of it to go to waste.

When he finished, he pecked her little bundle of nerves then covered her panting mouth with his own, engaging in a fiery kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her. Y/N could taste herself on his tongue. His large hands slipped under her short dress and he began to grope her breasts. It didn’t feel so bad when he did it. It felt really good, unlike when her past partners attempted to do it.

His thumbs brushed against her nipple eliciting a small shudder from her. His index fingers began to flick them up and down. Y/N had to admit that the way he was teasing her nipples felt so good. So good that she moaned in his mouth.

Chris slipped his hands from under her dress and placed them at the front. He pushed down the front of the dress and let her breasts free. His lips trailed down to her chin, her neck, and finally the valley between her breasts. Each kiss left her skin feeling on fire.

He gave that little valley a languid kick, then kissed it softly. He alternated between licking and kissing her breast as he trailed towards it until he reached her nipple. He circled the tip of his tongue around her areola before taking the dark brown nub into his mouth. Y/N let out a small sigh as he sucked on her nipple, allowing his tongue to toy with it at the same time. Her hands went to his hair, but she was much more gentle than before with her grip.

Chris and Y/N’s met once again for the third time tonight. He held her gaze even as he nibbled on it with his teeth and even as he pulled it back, then let it go quickly. Y/N let out a small shriek and that seemed to amuse him. He relayed the same actions on her right breast before kissing her hard again.

He pulled away and unbuckled his pants, he lined himself up at her entrance and began to slowly push in. Y/N let out a soft gasp from him entering her. He leaned down over her, burying his head inside her neck, allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck.

“Fuck. You feel good,” he moaned into her ear. She felt his tongue dip inside eliciting another shudder from her. Slowly, he began rocking in and out of her warm opening. He felt so good inside of her and he was already much better than exes and her little toys. He was light years ahead of them in terms of experience.

“Chris,” She moaned as one of her hands moved to the back of his head.

“How does it feel to have me inside you, Y/N?” Chris inquired. She couldn’t find it in her to formulate the right words to say to him. One of his hands gripped the underside of her face, forcing her to look at him.

“How does it feel?” Chris asked.

“It feels good, Chris,” she answered. His tongue caressed the roof of her mouth before kissing her once again.

He sat up fully and placed his hands on her hips. His pace began to pick up and his thrusts became powerful, rocking both her and the couch. Y/N’s back arched off the couch as her hands searched for something to grab. She settled for grabbing onto the armrest of the couch and gripped it tight.

Chris stared down at his cock as it glided in and out of her warm cavern. It was so mesmerizing to watch.

“You feel so good. My cock is going to melt inside of you,” Chris groaned. He loved the feeling of her pussy enveloping him in a warm embrace. It felt so good and he never wanted to pull out.

He pressed a thumb to her clit and began rubbing it as he pounded her. Y/N’s hand wrapped around his wrist, but his hand wasn’t budging at all.

He rubbed the little bundle of nerves vigorously, “Y/N, you take my cock so well. You’re such a good girl for letting me fuck you like this.”

All she could do was moan and hold onto the couch for dear life, “Chris.”

“Say my name, baby,” he moaned.

“Chris,” moaned, “I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

“Go ahead. Cum on my dick, Y/N,” he told her. He didn’t have to tell her twice because she soon came on his girth. Her body collapsed onto the couch from exhaustion.

Though she had reached her own climax, he was far from done. He slid out of her and

He lined himself up and slid inside of her. He gripped her hips tightly.

“You might want to delete all the numbers of your little boy toys,” he remarked. Before she could even give a response to that comment, he began thrusting in and out of her quickly. The sound of his hips as he pistoned in and out of her penetrated the night air. Y/N found it hard to hold herself up and she collapsed over the armrest. Y/N felt herself beginning to drool as the man behind her fucked her like she owed something.

She felt so good that she couldn’t even begin to form a coherent sentence. She was literally being fucked stupid by him and it felt so good.

“You have the best pussy, Y/N,” he moaned. The sight of her round bottom jiggling with each thrust was such a sight to behold. It was like watching art itself. His hands moved down to her body and towards her cheeks. He gripped them hard enough to leave handprints on them and spread them apart.

“Chris!” Y/N cried out.

“Who owns this pussy?” Chris inquired.

“Chris!” She screamed.

“Good girl,” he breathlessly said, grinning. He released her ass and grabbed onto the back of her dress he pulled her up. Her back stayed flush against his chest as one of his hands slithered over to her clit. He began to rub that little nub as he pounded her.

“Chris…I’m cumming,” she moaned.

“Hold it, Y/N,” he whispered into her ear. He buried his head in her neck as he pumped in out of her. She attempted to hold back her orgasm as best as she could, but she ended up letting go, cumming on his cock.

“Chris!” She cried out.

“You’re lucky you’re sexy as fuck,” he groaned.

Soon, he came inside of her offsetting yet another orgasm for her. Chris continued to pump into her as he came inside of her. Y/N collapsed onto the couch completely, feeling so exhausted and worn out. Chris hunched over her body and turned her head to the side slightly as he craned down to kiss her passionately.

[thatastrobae]

🕷️They really tried to be platonic friends before becoming a couple, but they kept pushing the “platonic” boundaries. For example, they can’t keep their hands off each other: linked arms, lingering hugs, cupping each other’s faces, etc. One time as they were hugging, Miles had the sudden urge to kiss her forehead- when he immediately let go, apologized, and wiped her forehead, Margo was vexed

🕷️Miles randomly started claiming her as his girlfriend and although she didn’t mind- she still wanted him to ask so he did. He stated and I quote: “Will you be my girl? Cause as grateful as I am to simply have you in my life- I can’t keep acting like I’m not yours”

🕷️He put her onto ‘Sunflower’ by Swae Lee and Post Malone. Whenever the song comes on, she can belt the lyrics better than he can

🕷️At some point in BTSV, Margo shows off her skills by building Miles a new, technologically advanced suit to replace his tattered one. (It can rival Tony Stark’s Iron Spider and there are no red lines running up his armpits) She updates it monthly.

🕷️The first time he saw her physical person (not her avatar) it was a repeat of when they first met. The double take, intensified spider senses, him in a trance. She rendered our boy speechless again. He didn’t think she could be more beautiful, but he was gladly mistaken.

🕷️He becomes relentless in finding the perfect shades of ✨brown✨that will capture her complexion in his art.

🕷️Margo often has trouble falling asleep after being in front of a screen all day, thankfully he made her a mixtape of lullabies sung by himself.

🕷️Miles is a Leo (canon) and Margo is a Pisces. They’re both romantic and idealistic. She’s prone to drift to-and-flow through life, but he is stable and provides an anchor and safe harbor for her. He loves to talk she loves to listen.

🕷���On Earth-22191 most interpersonal relationships are via virtual reality, so imagine the shock of Margo’s parents when she brings home a living, breathing boy for dinner. They end up liking him though.

🕷️To add on to that, Miles has his own VR headset in her dimension. They go on virtual reality dates and occasionally like to pop in on their friends. His avatar’s coloring is red and blue and he has shoulder length locs.

[lboogie1906]

The Watts Truce was a peace agreement among rival Blood and Crips street gangs mainly in the neighborhood of Watts. The Watts Truce occurred days before the Rodney King Riots. This truce was a significant factor in the decline of street violence in Los Angeles after the 1990s. The Crips Street Gang was founded by Raymond Lee Washington and Stanley Tookie Williams. Several independent gangs, including the Brims, Pirus, Bishops, Bounty Hunters, Athens Park Gang, and Denver Lanes, created a coalition to fight back against them. That coalition became the Bloods.

Both groups recruited members heavily in South Central Los Angeles, Watts, and in neighboring Compton. As both gangs grew into thousands of members, the war between the two gangs intensified, going from fist fighting to using guns during gang feuds. The introduction of crack cocaine and the gangs’ access to high-power weapons intensified the conflict. The two gangs had a combined membership of more than 50,000.

A peace summit was organized by Rev. Charles Mims Jr. Nation of Islam leader Louis Abdul Farrakhan came to Los Angeles and made his “Stop the Killing” speech. He made a second speech at the Los Angeles Memorial Sports Arena, where hundreds of Bloods and Crips members were in attendance, but the intergang violence continued.

Blood and Crip gangs from the Watts neighborhood came together to negotiate a peace. Four gangs had significant involvement in the truce. The Bounty Hunters Bloods from the Nickerson Gardens Housing Projects, Grape Street Watts Crips from the Jordan Downs Housing Projects, Hacienda Village Bloods from the Hacienda Village Projects, and PJ Watts Crips from the Imperial Courts Housing Projects. On April 28, 1992, a peace treaty was established among the gangs. The rival gangs vowed to challenge police brutality and reduce violence in their communities.

Richard “Tweedy Bird Loc” Johnson and Ron “Ronnie Ron” Phillps produced a hip hop studio album, Bangin on Wax by Bloods and Crips. The album features the singles “Piru Love,” “Steady Dippin,” and “Bangin on Wax.” Bangin on Wax sold over 500,000 units and was certified gold. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[evitamylove]

Cove, MK1 Edition

Announcer comment ideas:

Kung Lao:

-"Yeah, still my favorite."

-"Hi pretty boy."

-"The one....for me~"

-"Calling you a petname would give you too much of an ego boost."

-"Hung Lao."

-"You don't remember." (sad tone)

-"In every reality." (said very softly)

-"I really did miss you."

-"Hi, love."

-"My Chosen One.''

Raiden:

-"Still don't know how to feel about you."

-"Kidd Thunder!"

-"I'm loyal to Kung Lao, I swear." (if hes wearing cosmetics with tattoos.)

-"Okay, I'm warming up to you."

-"I'd let him electrocute me to death." (only in specific cosmetics)

-"You don't remember either."

-"Pikachu, I choose you!"

Liu Kang:

-"Can I be the dragon?"

-"Woof."

-"I miss our Raiden."

-"Where the hell did you put Fujin?"

-"You're cute sometimes."

-"Your fanfiction is the worst."

-"God of Massive Doofuses."

-"Look at this dork."

-"I miss your fuckass bob."

-"Glow up."

-"Daddy."

-"One day..."

-"Bruce Lee."

-"Wa-chaaww!!"

-"The white hair looked better."

-"I can take him, just not in a fight."

Johnny:

-"He's hot as shit."

-"I'd be front row at a concert tryna get his towel."

-"He's hot when he isn't talking."

-"Jean van goddamn."

-"Never change, sweetheart."

-*"Ripleeyyy!"*

-"At least you age well."

Sub-Zero:

-"What a noob."

-"Daddy issues."

-"Why are you so goddamn mean?"

-"Bi-Handsome."

-"Why are your biceps the size of my head?"

-"Wish the mask was a gag."

Scorpion:

-"Hey, hot stuff."

-"Burnin' up~"

-"Is it hot in here or is it just you?"

-"I'd lick the mask."

-"Both at the same time."

-"Get over here! No please, cmere."

Smoke:

-"You are actually the perfect man."

-"Nobody's allowed to be mean to you."

-"Beat the shit out of them."

-"Hi sweetheart~"

-"The actual favorite. Sorry Kung Lao."

-"You did Madame Bo dirty."

-"Nerd."

Kenshi:

-"Love at first sight."

-"I wanna see the rest of the tattoos."

-"How far do your tattoos go down?"

-"Pretty as fuck."

-"Yowza."

-"My type."

-"Yaku-zaddy."

Baraka:

-"Mommy's other favorite!"

-"I'd lick the blood off his teeth."

-"You didn't hear that."

-"Deserved better."

Kitana:

-"I love you."

-"Hot."

-"I would thank her for beating the shit out of me."

Sindel:

-"Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry."

-"I have such bad mommy issues."

-"How come her evil version gets to play with Raiden and I don't?"

Mileena:

-"Literal perfection in Edenian form."

-"I'm in love with you."

-"Empress Mileena~"

-"Gordon Ramsey."

-"Final Fantasy X."

-"Before I die I'm tryna f-"

Nitara:

-"You look like Megan Fox."

-"Jennifer's body bag."

-"Twilight, gore edition."

-"C-Bat."

-"The Little Vampire."

-"She'd be a terrible babysitter."

-"Hey Selene."

-"The vampire movie jokes are getting old."

-"Dead but pretty."

Reptile:

-"I can only manage unholy comments about you."

-"What that tongue do?"

-"The best glow up by far."

-"Both forms."

-"Lizard form can get it."

-"Syzoth."

Ashrah:

-"Do you need a dog? *actually barks*"

-"Twilight Princess."

-"So jealous of both you and Syzoth."

Sonya Blade:

-"Mommy's back."

-"God I missed you."

-"Beat their ass, Blade."

Sektor:

-"The ketchup and mustard joke is funny."

-"Nuts."

Cyrax:

-"Bolts."

-"I'm into robots too."

-"Bot locs go hard."

Khameleon:

-"Like me!"

-"We could be siblings."

-"I can't flirt with you after saying we'd be siblings."

-"F.A.B." (spelled out, means fuck ass bob)

-"Gender? Never knew her."

Stryker:

-"Really?"

-"*makes pig noises*"

-"Love a man in uniform."

-"No idea who this was initially."

Shao Kahn:

-"Yeah. I could climb it."

-"He can get it."

-"Pretty bitch says what?"

-"My type."

-"Big."

-"Now that's a man that could ride."

-"Yeah.......*yeah"* (said in a very blatantly horny tone)

-"Kotal looked cooler."

-"Horny!"

-"Hey handlebars~"

Shang Tsung:

-"Bundle of sticks!"

-"You're so lucky you're drop dead gorgeous."

-"Redemption arc."

-"The bitch."

-"Toxic by Britney Spears."

-"He's back?"

-"No."

-"Okay maybe-"

-"Asshole says what?"

-"Mortal Kombaaatttt dodododododo-"

Havik:

-"I'm into it."

-"Final Destination."

-"He's the coolest Kombatant."

-"Khaos incarnate."

-"Resident Evil."

Motaro:

-"I'm a Sagittarius!"

-"Oh he's not a centaur?"

-"What are you?"

-"Liu Kang was so right to bring you back."

-"Fuck with the bull, get the horns."

Shujinko:

-"Deadass thought you were Shang Tsung."

-"No seriously are you and Shang Tsung related?"

-"Shu-plinko?"

-"Pachinko."

-"Shu-what? Who are you?"

Geras:

-"Yes!"

-"The literal best."

-"Dad AND daddy vibes."

-"The coolest."

-"Guardian of Time."

-"Timestopper."

Li Mei:

-"I had no clue who you were at first."

-"One and done."

-"Li Mei I take your hand in marriage?"

-"She deserved better."

Tanya:

-"You and Mileena are perfect."

-"Wife material."

-"So happy you're back."

Quan Chi:

-"Another redemption arc?"

-"I still don't forgive you."

-"Quan Chi-huahua."

Ermac:

-"I'm so fucking glad you're back."

-"JERROD?!"

-"We are Legion."

-"We are many, you are one." (said in a mocking tone)

Jax Briggs:

-"Nice."

-"The best."

-"Only you, Jax."

-"Captain~"

Frost:

-"Ooohhh that's chilly!"

-"Titsicles."

-"Ice to see you."

-"Let it go."

Homelander:

-"Why are you here?"

-"Okay, you're kinda cool."

Omniman: (she can't stand him)

-"Omni-boy."

-"God, you're annoying."

-"Invincible, yeah right."

-"D'vorah's cooler."

-"Kal-el."

-"Clark Kent."

-"I bet people make edits of you beating the shit of me cause I like to insult you."

Reiko:

-"Reiko's Island."

-"Who're you again?"

-"Dork."

-"Shao's lapdog."

Cove:

-"Hey that's me!"

-"You coulda just played Shang Tsung or Shujinko."

-"Best choice."

-"I'm hotter than you."

-"You picked THAT outfit?"

-"The coolest bitch here."

-"Candle Cove."

-"No, not Pirate's Cove."

-"Please pick Kung Lao for the Kameo."

-"Changeling."

-"Fae fire fantasy."

-"I can steal your name AND your face."

-"Cooler than Shang Tsung."

-"Big balls!"

-"Bigger tits."

[shojislady]

2. PISSBABY TSUKISHIMA

"BYE MA!! LOVE YOU TOO! SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL!" y/n screamed out as she shut the door behind her. today was the day that y/n started school at karasuno high. she wasn't nervous, not at all. y/n never had any trouble making friends. she was an outgoing person and was easy to get along with.

(lol imagine)

beginning her walk to school, she decided to text the group chat to see how everyone was doing. the gc was originally made by the twins and y/n for chaotic reasons, but sooner or later they actually used the group chat for important reasons like planning or just occasionally checking up on each other.

'i miss them, but I'm gon beat them up when i see them. wanna act all tough cuz I'm 10 ½ hours away. just wait till i visit them.' y/n thought.

this is basically the format for each conversation that happens. y/n going into the group chat to check up on everyone to make sure they're okay, then the twins start ganging up on her until kyoya gets annoyed and tells them to stfu because he's trying to relax and he can't silence his phone. it was funny because when they got back to school, she would pretend like nothing ever happened and continued to flirt with kyoya.

"oh, there's the school!" she pointed out to literally no one. there were a bunch of students flooding in the gate. "gauh LEE.. that's a lot of damn people.”

she continued her slow pace to the school, not really caring about what time she got there, as long as she was before lunch. she was gonna be a bit late, either way, seeing as she had to go to the front office for her schedule.

"well, time to go beast mode." #alpha

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"All right Ms. l/n, welcome to our class! go sit behind yamaguchi. Yamaguchi! raise ur hand!" the teacher yelled out. y/n had gotten to school on time, but joined the rest of the students during their third class, since the VP took her on a small tour of the school after giving her the schedule.

she scanned through the sea of students to see a timid-looking boy raising his hand. he was cute, and looked to be a few inches taller than her. he had freckles and a nice mop of green hair standing on top of his head. if his face was red, he'd be a human strawberry.

with her black and blonde faux locs swaying behind her, she went to sit in her newly designated seat behind the boy who was now known as yamaguchi. she pulled out a notebook and opened it to a blank page, which was deemed useless seeing that she had already learned what was being taught.

bored, she pulled out her headphones, opening spotify, she pulled up her chill playlist, she clicked shuffle play, smiled, and relaxed a bit seeing the first song that came up. it was ' Big Poppa - the notorious b.i.g'. it was one of her favorite songs to chill to.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"hey, it's time for science.!" was what y/n heard as she removed her headphones. it was yamaguchi, telling her that it's time for the next subject.

now that she had the slight chance to talk to him, she decided to say what had been on her mind for when she saw him.

"thanks. y'know, you're really cute by the way. you look like someone i'd accidentally bump into and you'd apologize and i'd say "no really its all my fault" then start talking to much cuz i got nervous. that's a compliment by the way."

'...huh?' yams was shocked yet confused. he wasn't used to out of the blue compliments like that, or really at all. especially not from girls, and a really attractive one at that. but aside from the initial shock, why the fuck was it so specific and detailed?

"oh! uhm- thank you! you're really pretty yourself!"

"thank you! and thanks for waking me up! wanna be friends?"

"oh, no problem. and sure!! "

'that was odd...' tadashi thought to himself as he turned to face front. "damn, that was quick, yamaguchi" his childhood friend, tsukishima, teased. "im surprised you didn't stutter ur ass off.”

tsukishima kei was a very tall individual. he had short, blonde hair and was more on the thinner, lanky side.

"oh piss off tsuki, ur just mad that i talked to the pretty new girl before you, loser." yams shot back.

(bozo😹👎🏽 take this L tsuki🤡 )

"whatever😒😒"

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

"hi yama! hi yama's friend! what are we doing now?" y/n asked. the bell had just rung, and y/n was too lazy to pull out her schedule.

"hi l/n! this is tsukishima! its lunchtime right now so we're heading to the cafeteria!!" he replied with a small smile on his face.

"BOOO!! the cafeteria sucks ass. that's why I always ate in the club room." y/n complained with a big ole thumbs down.

although she was pretty extroverted, she didn't like all the extra loud noise and nosy people. there are some hating ass hoes back at Ouran, but she couldn't give less of a fuck. all they ever did was talk shit because they were jealous of her relationship with the hosts, but she knew it was part of the deal when she became friends with them.

"wah wah, cry me a river. either sit with us or not, jeez." blabbered smart-ass tsuki.

"actually, you're in luck! we and a few others are all going to meet and eat lunch in the gym to go over some stuff for our club, you can join if you want!" yams offered.

she happily accepted the offer and continued to walk along with them to the cafeteria, then to the gym where they would eat. they stopped by the vending machine for y/n, because her thirsty ass drank all her water before lunch, now craving a nice refreshing beverage to wash down the curry she's about to fuck up.

after a few more short minutes of walking, they had finally reached the gym and heard arguing coming from the inside, not knowing that the moment she steps into that gym, she'd be going on a wild trip.

taglist: open and empty

guys.. dont be mad at me ik i missed my deadline☹️☹️

but im thinkin..

should i still write the beach episode for ouran? i have a few ideas for it but idk..

LEMME GO UPDATE THE OTHER BOOK

[lillastarr]

hi! your gumlee art is super cute! i don't mean to be rude, but I just wanted to let you know that the way you depicted marshall lee's hair is kinda off. hair that it is in locs doesn't have those extra strands that you drew. black people's hair doesn't really look the way that you depicted it in your fanart. I don't mean to sound entitled or anything, but I know some people struggle with drawing black hair, so maybe this is something you can look into? no need to reply publically! xx

thanks for the feedback! i’m still trying to grow as an artist and get back into the swing of doing digital art pieces, so i rlly do appreciate this :] it helps a lot, and i will do better next time! apologies

[div1nity]

◜⠀   𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒⠀⠀⠀ —⠀⠀ ،،̲       just some 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 about coraline that are too small to have on a single post   ﹗ .

quick peek at her playlists : eminem , dr dre , nwa , snoop dogg , ice cube , 50 cent , 2pac , biggie , fugees , tone loc , ll cool j / ac/dc , metallica , the doors , alice cooper , black sabbath , guns n roses , judas priest , deep purple , pink floyd , led zepplin , iron maiden , van halen / chuck berry , frank sinatra , the everly brothers , jerry lee lewis , peggy lee , fats domino , bill hayley & his comets , elvis presley , little richard .

has a cheap car to get around . she enjoys having a car , likes going on calming rides outside the city &. completely revels in the freedom that the car brings , knowing that at any moment she could just take off without looking back . however , 95% of the time she'll pout at having to drive , she's more about getting driven around ; she's a passenger princess , it's a disease &. it's fatal , pouts everytime she has to get behind a wheel .

loves reading books , libraries were a netural space growing up on the streets &. it provided major comfort &. security , it's there where she learned russian &. greek . it's a love that never faded , in her down time if she isn't drawing / painting , doing something creative , girl has a book in her hand .

LOVES philosophy &. the histories , discovered them as a kid &. never looked back - go on , ask her about the history of the arts , make her year ( you'll never get her to shut up )

coraline has bad periods , like , cripplingly bad . girl has been stabbed , shot , tortured - turned inside out emotionally &. physically , yet nothing on planet earth , not even crimson can ever come close to the crippling pain that comes once a month because of her bitch of a uterus . this leaves her very vunerable &. the ONLY people who can see her during this time is alejandro &. natalia , if you manage to make the list where you're alone with her during this month , you've made it , congradulations !

doesn't matter how much time passes , in a bar her go to order is a double shot of vodka &. coke ; it's like muscle memory . loves her gin &. whiskeys , but vodka has a special place in her soul . in later canon , she does come to love the expensive wines &. champagne - her favourite cocktail continues to be blue lagoon .

coraline tilts her head all the time , no matter the situation , chances are its going to happen - when something funny happens , something confusing , or someone says something so stupid all she wants to do is throw a punch in their direction , it's all emotions / situations - a head tilt is soon to follow . she's actually done this since she was a toddler &. just never stopped - i like to think it's something that ties her to eletta ( imagine henry speaking , just for coraline to tilt her head &. the wind gets knocked out of him when he sees his mother looking back at him in a face that doesn't at all resemble his own . )

sings in the shower , without fail , girlie puts on concerts - has imagined herself accepting all the music awards .

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ID: Digital painting of Marshall Lee from "Fionna and Cake". He has dark skin, piercings, and wears his locs in a hair tie. Marshall Lee is holding a guitar while staring at the viewer. End ID.

had to draw him