#pricipe

[bagdaddyb]

VIRGIN BOTTOM LARISSA WEEMS PUHLEASE

Her First Time

Pairing: top fem!Reader x bottom!Larissa

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI NSFW! Soft smut. Virgin Larissa.

AN: Feeling really soft rn

Larissa couldn't deny her anxiety as her feet carried her towards your apartment. She'd contemplated turning around multiple times even now she thought of unbelievable excuses to return to the santuary of her private quaters at the school but as she stepped up to your front door you didn't give her a chance waiting outside for your beautiful queen.

"Good evening lovely lady."

You said with a warm smile. Soft eyes taking in her gorgeous appearance.

"Good evening (Y/N)."

A light blush covered Larissa's cheeks at the thought of the events yet to come taking in your apartment as she entered candle light the only illumination in the space.

"Let me take your coat."

You eased the fabric off her shoulders slowly before hanging it up in your closet.

"Glass of wine?"

You asked smoothly hand coming around to hold her waist guiding her through your space. Though shorter than her you never let the height difference scare you away. If you were being honest you had a thing for taller woman.

"That would be lovely."

Your touch was causing tingles in Larissa's side. A heat starting to rise in her body.

"How was your week?"

Larissa let go of a sigh relaxing in the comfort of being able to talk about her day. You listened intently  pouring her a few glasses allowing her to relax into the situation. You know how scary loosing your virginity can be and you want this to be perfect. As she goes on you move closer to her, subtly running your finger tips over her thighs and arms.

"Are you ready sweet thing?"

You ask softly leaning into her neck and placing light kisses. Red tinted the older womans cheeks, she could only nod in response. Standing from the couch you reach your hand into her leading her down the hall to your bedroom. Once you cross the threshold you pull her shirt leading her lips to yours. You start off soft pushing her back until her legs hit the bed and she sits down. Once you have a better angle you begin to devour her enjoying the way she begins to whimper into your mouth. You slowly unbutton her shirt exposing her snow white skin. Slowly you break the heated kiss, moving your lips down her skin to her neck then shoulders then chest. You appreciate her beauty.

"You have all the control here pretty girl. If at anytime you need me to stop you just say the word and I will. Tonights all about you, I'm gonna treat you like the queen you are."

Larissa's breaths come in short pants. Her attention is completely on you, focusing on the feeling your lips give her as they travel further down her body. You place light kisses on every piece of exposed skin you can before reaching your hands behind her back to let her bra loose. You bite your lip in excitement as you expose her full chest. Latching onto one nipple you suck with vigor enjoying the way Larissa's lips part in pleasure. Moving to the next you enjoy the way both her nipples stand at the attention before laying her back on the bed. You unbutton her skirt hooking your fingers in the waist line of the fabric before looking up at her.

"You ready pretty girl?"

She nods eagerly but that isn't enough for you.

"No I want to hear that sweet voice of yours."

"Yes."

Larissa lets go, the sound is close to a moan but you don't comment on it returning your attention to her skirt you pull the fabric off of her body teasingly slow. Throwing the skirt to the side you can't help the way you hungrily lick your lips at the sight of the woman before you. She was a goddess in human form, by far the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen. You still find her stories of past lovers near unbelievable how could no one of seen this ethereal being as gorgeous you didn't know but you weren't complaining. Now she was all yours to corrupt, to introduce to passions she'd yet experienced.

"Gods your so beautiful."

Your lips return to Larissa's skin just as the red in her cheeks begins to burn brighter. She wasn't used to receiving compliments even after all this time in her relationship with you it still felt unnatural to be put on this pedestal. Yet you never took it off showering her in comments that often left her speechless. Larissa's stomach clenches as your lips begin to travel down her stomach. The undeniable feeling of arousal pooling between her legs. As you neared her apex your arms rubbed down her thigh before hooking under her knees and lifting her legs to her chest. Your eyes dialate at the sight. The ways you could fuck this woman into the mattress below you flooding your mind but that was for another night. Tonight was meant to be soft. You kiss and suck on the back of Larissa's thighs, leaving light marks that would fade by morning. The action brings active moans out of Larissa. Bringing your hand to her visibly wet underwear you lightly rub at her before using your thumb to press down her her clit through the fabric. Larissa's moans grow louder as her hips begin to squirm.

"Can't wait to tasts you."

You whisper against her skin fingers hooking under the fabric of her underwear before pulling them down. You aren't as slow with this fabric eagerly pulling them off her body before pushing her legs up once more exposing Larissa to you completely. Larissa's blush takes over her whole body and she looks away. A newfound deeling of embarrassment at having been seen for the first time flooding her body.

"Look at me pretty girl."

You say as you stand at the end of the bed pulling your shirt above your head before removing your own bra. Larissa bites her lip as you expose your skin further turned on by your little show. You removing your pants leaving nothing but your underwear on your body. Pulling Larissa to the edge of the bed by her legs you lean over her. Guiding long legs to wrap around your hips as you meet her lips in a loving kiss. Larissa moans loundly when your chest presses against hers and suddenly the need to be impossibly close to you is all she can think about. Her arms wrap around your form pulling you as close as you can be you begin to heatedly make out again your hands running all over her body before gripping her ass. Before long Larissa finds her hips moving in search of friction. Anything to help ease this ache from between her legs and you break the kiss.

"Time for my meal sweetheart."

Your trail of kisses down her body is much quicker this time, now with a goal in mind. Larissa's stomach tightens and her hips rise as you get closer. She was unbelievably turned on. More than she'd ever been the few times she played with herself. Rocking back on your heels you wrap your strong arms around her milky thighs before glancing up.

"Eyes on me."

While a command your voice remained as soft as you'd been all night. Once blue eyes connect with yours you lean in slurping up her juices before latching onto her clit. You don't take this slow your own hunger put weighing ration but Larissa doesn't seem to mind. Loud pornographic moans begin to leave her lips. The feelings you were providing affecting her just as much as the predatory gaze in her eyes. You ate her with vigor, as if you'd never eaten anything else in your life. Her noise level only grew as her stomach began to clench tighter.

"(Y/N)."

She moaned and the noise sent a shiver through your own body.

"(Y/N) (Y/N)!"

She near screamed as the tightness became to much and she went over the edge. It was the most intense orgasm she'd ever had in her life. Ten times more intense than anything she'd ever given herself. Her legs shook as you slurpped up her orgasm before climbing her body and locking her lips with yours. She could taste herself. Something she'd never thought she'd want to do but now as your lips merge with hers she feels an even more intense wave of arousal coat her body. Your hands rub up and down her body lightly squeezing at her delicate flesh before one hand makes the steady trek down her abdomen. You rub her clit quickly causing her body to rut against yours before running your fingers through her slick.

"God you're so beautiful."

You whisper against her lips as you kiss her.

"And all mine."

"(Y/N)."

Larissa whimpers back unable to do much else it seems.

"This might hurt a little baby."

You whisper to her as your fingers play at her entrance. You ease one finger in eyes watching closely to gauge Larissa's reaction. You take in the way she bites her lip and grips your arm. Pumping a few times before adding a second finger you take in Larissa small gasp of pain meeting her mouth in another passionate kiss. Soon pain gives way to pleasure and Larissa finds herself once again gasping from pleasure into your mouth.

"Thats it pretty girl, do I make you feel good."

"Yes."

Larissa whispers back against your lips arms wrapping around your body tighter.

"Come on baby, you feel so good. You hear how wet you are?"

It's only then that Larissa ques into the loud sloshing sound coming from between her legs and somehow it makes her even wetter.

"Yeah just like that, so wet for me. Taking me so well. Cum for me sweetheart, show me how good I make you feel."

As if you flip a switch in Larissa's body she finds her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her body spasms as her orgasm completely takes over. Her breath is stolen from her lungs for the duration of her release and you continue to fuck her through it until she finally comes down from her high. Your arm wraps around her center holding her body close while meeting her lips in a few soft loving kisses. Ending with a soft hum you smile at the beautiful woman in front of you.

"So how was that for your first time?"

Larissa smiles at you sleepily. Hand coming to rub your cheek.

"Perfect."

[monachopism]

wait. people are complaining because its $6 a month? nah.

EDIT: to clarify, this is merely about the price (which i understand is small to me, but due to exchange rates etc. can be more for others) not the principal of charging for a service that was already free.

[spittingoutthebloodandscreaming]

The other side of the parasocial coin is people who talk about celebrities they hate like theyre a toxic ex best friend or something

[damnsmartblueboxes]

The first time I was made aware of Trans people in a school context was an anti-bullying poster at a larger city school at speech contest

Do high school kids these days just have trans classmates now. Like I keep seeing zoomer posts casually referring to it. Fucking wild if true.

[toasterrrr]

Just realised that if anyone ever says they hate their principal, we can now say, ‘At least you have one.’.

mr pablo (like escobar) whatever his last name is hate club

[donghuamuqing]

Dad coming home to mom lecturing the kid

[dayaramalok]

Dr. Lakshmi Narayan Patidar ,principal pharmacy college Mandsaur by Dr.Dayaram Alok Via Flickr: Dr. Laxmi Narayan Patidar is the Principal of the Department of Pharmacy at Nahata College, Mandsaur. Gives proper guidance to the students taking admission in pharmacy subject.

[jadeazora]

Grusha being ominous in telling Liko to meet him in the pricipal's office and leaving Liko thinking she's gonna get a severe scolding for using the Tera Orb despite failing, but he ends up admitting he had misjudged her and apologized. I knew she'd be allowed to use the Tera Orb for helping save the school, but wasn't predicting that extra bit with Grusha.

[fanartlover1234]

SHY

Tyler had become a student at MSA, he meets Y/n, a very shy girl

TYLER GAGE X READER

Tyler spent more than an hour after his classes to watch her, sound creepy i know but it not, not really.

Her her flowing with every move she makes, her body moving as easy as one can imagen, her body spun around before she stoped as the music came to the abrupt stop.

Y/n lifted her head looking at Tyler in the mirror, he waved and she gave her usual shy smile to him.

She took her bag but Tyler stoped her before she could leave backing her in one of the collums as he took her bags from her.

"Dance with me"

"But Nora is you partner" she said quietly trying to leave but he placed a hand on her waist to stop her, a gasp leaving her lips.

"But i want to dance with you" he said turning on the music, before grabing her hand and pulling her to the middle of the dance floor.

He could tell she tried to shy away at the first moves as she hadnt done a lot of pair dancing, but soon enough it felt like she forgot the world around her, her body moved to through the steps before he noticed she had changed a few steps, improvising with the music he soon found her rythm, dancing to the music.

The director stood in the door way, watching her own daughter improvise moves with a guy that was oppsite of her in every way possable but she knew that Y/n wouldnt dare to try something new if he hadnt been there.

When the pricipal walked away soon after the dance ened, them both chest to chest as the girk suddenly flushed red as she felt shy as hs had seen her.

"By the way" he whispered " i love how shy you are" he finished kissing her on the cheek and walkinh away.

[faerunsbest]

The high Gate

lets pretend baldurs gate has a standard high school, just a ratty little public school

Rolan is teaching chemistry and moonlights as a college professor for physics

zevlor teaches pe

halsin is the school counselor

laezel:assistant pricipal

wyll: football coach

shadow heart:nurse

astarion :receptionist

Gale: english

Raphael:theatre

Harleep: sub

Omellum:math

Cal and Lia : hall monitors

Jaheira: superintendent

Karlach:principal

Minsc and boo: landscaper

The big 3:board of education that the faculty is perpetually dragging through the mud

Withers: custodian

Alfira and lakrissa: music

Minthara: the shady school counselor that shares an office with halsin

[captainpondlilly]

I'm sure the brand new artificer teacher, that's related to one of the antagonists, has absolutely nothing to do with order/logic or Emergency Interim Principal Grix, a machine man

has anyone thought abt what the relevance of henry being likely related to ruben is? henry seems pretty cool like i would hate for him to be secretly evil but theres likely something in that thats not just coincidence, like it could be an in for the bad kids to understand the ratgrinders backstories. would love to hear thoughts!!

[subspaceskater]

if i was the pricipal's house on halloween would you egg me

im 30 years old

[simplylena-9]

Amour et espoir

Chapter two — The first lesson.

Summary: School is a though part of life, especially when it's first day and things are going unexpectedly bad for your newly found friend,the bastard you've seen from the first step in the school is a pain in the ass, and he definetly needs humbling.

Standing with Michelle and Simone around the panel looking at the leesons for today and the stares from boys melted, confidence entering your body, but new anxiety entering as you thought about the first class that deflated as soon as you looked at the gorgeous blonde haired and blue eyed girl who just enterted the grade. Well. That's it. The boys were entranced,and so were you looking at her gorgeous eyes, hair and figure. Yep. Fucked all the way.

Though the thoughts were taken away as the principal showed his presence....was he the pricipal actually?

Listening intently to the speech in front of you and the welcome from the pricipal, or so you thinked he was, you realised besides you,Simone and Michelle there will be an entire class full of disgusting,ignorant boys.

Entering the school,it looked just as promising as it looked outside. Maybe because your last school was small with only two floors since there werent as many kids as you'd expect in a small village. But this?? This was a school with probably hundreds of people,with more than two floors,with big staircases and big corridors with large classrooms and beatiful windows. This looked like a dream,not the shitty school you've been in. As you looked around fascinated,Michelle gave you a slight of a smile

''Never seen a school?'' She teased in a friendly manner, Simone giggling with her as you shook your head,still taking in every detail as they walked up the stairs to their class.

As you walked into the class you noticed a grey haired man,you learned the name Louis Douillard as your teacher with glasses who didn't look ecited at all, your suspicions confirmed as he looked at you three and you almost wanted to tell him something but keeping your tongue behind your teeth,decided to go take a seat. Yeah,THIS amazing, happy, excited man will be your latin teacher.

A few minutes into the lesson and the boys were starting to act like pigs,oh and theres the ray of sunshine with glasses being in front of everything, somehow having a guy with curly hair and in an orange shirt getting into their bullshit, Mr. Douillard having him sit up and take him guilty as charged,sending him into detention. Almost when you wanted to tell Simone about it, Michelle stood up, taking the boys side. Flabbergasted,i looked at Michelle then back at Simone and then my eyes darted between Michelle, the orange shirt and a not very pleased Mr. Douillard, sendinLating them both to a detention...and Michelles uncle? Oh,so she has relatives into the school,cool.

As you ended the Latin lesson, you did a favor and took Michelles stuff with you.

After awhile,lunch came in and you, Simone and Michelle, a few other girls...and of course the boys sat all in the cafeteria. Chatting, Annick, the gorgeous blonde you've seen earlier who was in the same class as you three,asking Michelle questions, finding out more things to know and more topics to be open. Suddendly,somoane bumped into the table,a loud thud as an arm flew in Annick's mushed potatoes for grounding,revealing a just as surprised chubby boy who was at the pannel,and also in our Latin class. The chubby boy muttered a sorry to Annick as he went to his,looking embarassed,laughter erupting from an table. Oh look. Ray of sunshine again,that fucking asshole,he's the one who pushed the poor boy probably. Just as you were about to speak up, Michelle chimed. ''That idiot should probably give his plate'' as loud ''oooh's'' errupted from other tables,Michelle not breaking eye contact with the asshole,you looking back at him the same way,not wanting to leave Michelle alone on this one.

He stared at her back,his eyes darting from her to you and back at Michelle. ''Does the deans niece have a problem?'' he said mockingly,his other peers of idiots smiling and cackling with him. He was indeed a ray of sunshine. As he added onto the obvious stupid mockery,asking Michelle and mocking her for taking Laurbracs...? I guess orange shirt side. Apparently, his surname is Descamps. Shitty surname for a shitty person. And good she did because i would've done the same. The mockery did not stop as he started to say Michelle and Laubrac were in love, a scowl on your starting to form,Simone having the same opinion. Michelle looked at him,also just as unamused. "Why don't you tell us what you wrote in the note then?" She said looking at him intently. "It was a drawing. I'll show you." He said dead serious as he took some sauce and put it on the mashed potatoes he had in his own plate,his friends snickering as he looked up. "It's a portrait" he said smiling,as he raised the plate up,a drawing of an uncensored chest on without clothes displayed proudly as he and half the cafeteria started to laugh. Simone raised her head up, taking the sausage off her plate and showing it to Descamps. "Reminds you of somoane?" She said breaking it in half. You smiled at her for a second,before glancing back at the asshole. "Yeah,even that is probably bigger than yours." You said staring at him as he stared back at you,the laughter of the entire cafeteria getting louder by the second, applauding being heard.

Getting out of the school cafeteria, the bell rang as you headed for next class English. With the same ignorant, annoying and disgusting boys. Sincerely,since this whole mix,your opinion about boys goes lower and lower.

As you walk through the hallway,to the class you've seen one of Decamp's asshole friends waiting and looking out,then hurriedly going back into the classroom. "Y'know,he was looking at you" Simone said smiling teasingly at Michelle as she changed the subject. "Are you good at English?" She asked. "Yeah,know it pretty well,I used to learn it in school" You said nodding, feeling like something is off...maybe it's just the nerves. Simone laughed as she looked at Michelle. "C'mon, you're not listening,he was cute." She said smiling as we were on the corner of the class. Michelle smiled back as she started talking and opening the door as a bucket of water fell down her head, wetting her from head to toe. Neither you or Simone reacted fast enough that boys were already laughing, and as soon as you reacted and the information sinked in, you could see Michelle's undergarments through her dress. That asshole Decamp's humiliated her. As Ms. Courete entered the class flabbergasted just as us she acted faster as she put her coat on Michelle, covering her up, as you tried to walk with them to the infirmary,Ms. Courete said you and Simone should stay here and watch over. Just as Decamp started drawing an indecent woman on the board, Michelle's older brother,Jean Pierre walked in,and before anyone could react he started punching Decamp's. A fugit started to occur as some boys tried to interfere, some trying to get into it. You instinctvly pulled Simone back so you both won't be harmed into it. Not even a few seconds in and Decamp's glasses flew off his face as he kneeled on the floor, groaning in pain holding his hand to his eye. Michelle's uncle walked in, looking at the scene he ordered Pichon,the chubby boy from earlier to call the nurse as he deescalated the situation,Ms. Courete coming back and so the nurse. Sending Laubrac to the nurse and Decamp's being taken out of the classroom,Ms. Courete remained with us,the tension and awkward silence being in the air.

The class went by a blur and a while later Michelle came back. At least she was safe and alive.

After the incident,rumours, rumours started in school the same hour about girls being sent to the fancy rich all girls school not far away, wanting to cancel the whole 'modern school' project,but in the end of the day, they've decided to keep the girls. You've also heard about Decamp's being in the hospital,and that he might be blind in one eye for the rest of his life.

As school ended every student started to leave the school, going their own way,with friends and just alone. You, Simone and Michelle went in your own way, saying goodbye and trying to make sense of the whole day. What a busy school day.

As you walked home deep into your own thoughts,you couldn't help but think of today,the way everything ended up and about the ray of sunshine. Sure he might not be the kindest person in the school, actual asshole to deal with,and he kind of deserved it. Okay maybe not to this level,but a little ego limitation would've been nice, but it wouldn't be shocking if he came back to school thinking he's still the big shot, maybe he was indeed handsome... actually no. You shouldn't be thinking like that of an asshole, especially one who humiliated you're friend.

You shook your head trying to get yourself together as you sighed, making a promise, that no way in hell, or back, not even if being held at gunpoint will you find a liking,or possible way to be kind to Descamps.

[synthetic-ultramarine]

My pleroma's thesis reading list is turning out to have a recurring theme of divine/pilot relationships diverging from what is conventional for their time and place and growing to resemble the relationship models of other societies instead; it comes up in Vault of Anticipation and in the road to palisade Hounds game. The divine/pilot relationship is explicitly represented across seasons as socially constructed and as something that changes. I think this is a refreshing break from the larger media landscape, where ideas of "what a wizard is" or "what a jedi is" are frequently imagined in a more essentialist way and often not imagined by their writers as socially constructed and therefore changeable.

Anyway in the vault of anticipation, Anticipation is found to have died attempting to disprove Pleroma's conclusion that any relationship between mortals and divines is ultimately doomed to become a relationship of exploitation in the long term. Ironically, in attempting to prove that mortals and divines can have equitable relationships which do not devolve into domination and exploitation, Anticipation consumed her Excerpt, using the processing power of her human brain and leaving her a mummified husk. this Excerpt's name was "Under the cover of night, the Civet stalked mouse and berry alike", abbreviated to ⸢Civet⸣; the animal name calls back to the naming conventions of the Divine/Candidate relationship. While the Divine/Excerpt relationship is more equitable, the Divine/Candidate relationship was likened to human sacrifice. Harm or death to the human partner as a result of a relationship with the divine was considered normal in Counter/weight, but was shocking and disturbing in the twilight mirage.

Fealty and Veronique's relationship is a Divine/Elect relationship, but their story has callbacks to both the Divine/Excerpt and Divine/Candidate relationships. Veronique was recruited as a student athlete; her relative youth calls back to the teenage Candidates of the counter/weight era, who reference the child soldiers of the mech genre's canonical works. There are other counter/weight callbacks; the etymological relationship between "Veronique" and "Berenice" calls back to Cassander and the use of the javelin as a primary weapon by both partners brings to mind the iconic image of Cassander's defeat of Rigour and autocrucifixion. It's like poetry, it rhymes. Later when the heresy squad comes after them, Fealty refers to Veronique as their "excerpt," not as their elect. To the heresy squad the use of this old terminology marks their relationship as deviant/heretical and in need of dissolution. For Fealty and Veronique, deserting the principality means redefining their relationship on their own terms, and while Veronique struggles to imagine a world outside of the Pricipality, Fealty remembers a world before it ever existed, and remembers having past relationships outside of the principality's standards.

Dahlia, Commitment, and integrity are (were) an interesting one. Their relationship deviated from the standard Principality model; Commitment was always unusual with its requirement for two pilots. Integrity is as old as Fealty, if not older; its form factor is unusual, and its relationship with Sokrates was unconventional, not least because they orchestrated a coup together. The Integrity/Dahlia/Commitment triad has a divine acting as the pilot of another divine which i think might be entirely new. Dahlia is stated to be appropriating/recuperating branched ideas about bodies and about relationships with the divine. This is different from the last two examples because it's mirroring a contemporary relationship model and not a past relationship model; the branched have solved or bypassed the issues Pleroma predicted by attaining a post-post-postmodern anarchic shifting oneness with the divine. Dahlia wants to gain power by emulating that relationship model but doesn't truly understand it.

[gypsi-kat01]

This is off to a great start! Bookmarked and subscribed, looking forward to the next chapter! ❤️

Summary:

While snake-sitting, Crowley finds and reads a certain book. He did not expect, upon wishing said snake away, to be whisked into a world of magic. What do you do while on a mission to rescue a snake in distress? Fall in love with the angel guarding it of course! You don’t need all your braincells to survive, right? Labyrinth x Good Omens I haven’t written the rest of the story yet, but I have ideas and so will be aiming for once a week.

[dapper-lil-arts]

"A Matter Of Pricipals": "Remember kids, if you're upset because you're feeling left out, then throw a big ass temper tantrum, even if it comes at the detrimental of a bunch of kids and your so-called loved ones' lives. You'll get your way in no time!"

I will forever be convinced that the showrunners were on some type of drugs while they were conceiving this episode. And if they thought that this was supposed to make me love Discord and hate Starlight, then they're even more deranged. If anything, I just became a Starlight Glimmer fan by default, because anyone that is willing to banish Discord is forever a good egg in my book! Probably the only exceptional thing about that episode.

Most of the final seasons are starlight propaganda so I imagine by then everyone is naturally gonna be fully on her corner whenever anything happens. To then try to make some kind of 'um starlight is uncool, discord is the best' episode is just such a poor, stupid choice. Hell even before, Discord tried telling Twilight that it was time to let starlight go in the hopes of getting Starlight out of the pitcture for no fucking reason lmao. And it failed bc starlight wanted to stick around

those final seasons are odd.