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[drawnfamiliarfaces]

INTERRUPTED (Parts I & II)

A short two-part comic (total of 20 pages + 8 extras) by me! (for me lol)

Fandoms: Ninja Showdown (Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja x Xiaolin Showdown)

Ship: My Immortal Soul (First Ninja x Chase Young)

A comic where nothing really happens! But it contains a lot of half-naked men. So like, kids avert your eyes and adults don’t open it at work or whatever. ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

thanks for checking it out <3

[bebebelll]

Pretty girls and flowers | lando norris smau

pairing: lando norris x student!reader warning: cursing, unrealistic if lando did this in real life the girl would absolutely get doxxed

yn_phd good morning by best pals! this month's episode will be out this tuesday. my lovely amazing talented so pretty best friend got two tickets to silverstone so if you're there come say hello👋! the podcast guest will be my old professor from freshman year so put down any questions you have about mary i of england! stay healthy and hydrated ❤️❤️

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bestie_n omg dont praise me like that im blushing

username can you ask why henry 8 never made a marriage for mary?

username god i dont even like history that much but fuck are vlogs calming and sweet and pretty af

scuderiaferrari it's been a lovely weekend with charles_leclerc and carlossaiz55! P4 and P7 💪 Here is the first taste of the silverstone photo dump!

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username CHARLES IN P4 CHARLES IN P4 CHARLES IN P4 I REPEAT CHARLIE CHUCK IS IN P4

landonorris whos that?

carlossainz55 its me landonorris no the pretty one charles_leclerc me? landonorris ew no the PRETTY one charles_leclerc ew? i will drive you to the wall

username not charles threatening to send lando into the wall in the comments

username you just fucking know he'd do it too just ask max

username is lando trying to hook up with the girl in the photo?

yn_phd i put on a little bow so i could be the prettiest girl at the bookstore ❤️today i wrote a page, went on a reading binge about chariot racing in ancient rome, had a breakdown and ate pasta.

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username is this the girl @ landonorris

username lando the pretty girl is here

username cmon lando shoot your shot

username i mean he'll miss but its gonna be funny username no one trusts the rizz of this man with a shit beard

bestie_n who is lando? where have you people come from?

carlossainz55 i think this is the girl we were with

carlossainz55 she got lost around the track so we took a photo and got a staff member to help her. she was prettier in real life. good luck mr no rizz you need it username NOT CARLOS COMING FOR LANDO

username LANDO NORRIS

username this is the girl? not really seeing it doesnt feel like landos type you know

landonorris haha okay people lets not do this haha its not that funny it is a bit embarrasing hah (my dms are open for pretty girls always)

alex_albon well youre talented in the car at least

landonorris my dad scolded me for getting drunk on twitter so i went to eat their fridge empty. love being home

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username is he trying to look extra cute and soft to seduce the pretty girl?

username you just googled boyfriend material and tried your best huh

georgerussel63 i though youd chosen to go with the shirtless gym photos?

alex_albon you sent like fifteen different gym pics to the groupchat and then dont choose even one? fuck our help then i guess landonorris shut up shut up shut up

username i can see the pretty girl in the likes though 👀

yn_phd me and the gang went to a lecture about lord byron's sex life on thursday. i had a pretty cute visitor this weekend and even our lord and king aragorn the cat liked him!!

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bestie_n it was a lecture about lord byron's reputation and fame and how it effected the romance genre?

yn_phd exactly!

username are we gonna get an episode about THE george gordon byron please say yes

yn_phd my best pal i will rant about the whole geneva squad

username did lando norris actually do it

username did landonorris attend the lecture too?

landonorris ive never been happier that i chose karting and skipped school

yn_phd i have discovered hidden depths in myself. i can cry about essay structures and then drive bumper cars an hour later

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landonorris it was just karting babe they were not bumper cars

yn_phd but i crashed so much? landonorris you were great!! i was so proud!! 🧡

username okay but how does this relationship even work? if she doesnt know anything about racing?

yn_phd i tell him everything about the tudor dynasty and he explains to me how the drs works

landonorris use date night to play uno and see whos more competitive (me, i won)

liked by yn_phd, alex_albon and 385 739 others

yn_phd the way i screamed after you gave me those cards

username lando really be gambling with a new relationship

alex_albon poor girl

georgerussell63 remember when we played uno and lando got a +4 card from all of us and he got a mental breakdown alex_albon yeahh we had to take 10min break cause he left for a drive around the block maxverstappen1 the neighbours made a noise complaint too

yn_phd i got him flowers and later we both crash landed on the bowling alley floor

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alex_albon oh so this why you called me crying your tits off

maxverstappen1 he called you too?

landonorris pretty girl🧡🧡

yn_phd pretty guy❤️❤️

[artsavi]

god. uh. myhouse.wad, huh? I have, frankly, way too many thoughts about this entire mod. Please bear with me as I try to ramble my way through them, I ended up going off under the read more.

I’m going to be honest, this game felt like an extended, emotional fetch quest for me until this point. Don’t get me wrong, I knew that all the items had emotional and memorial impact, but...this one got to me. This moment hit me like a fucking truck.

For those of you who don’t play Dungeon and Dragons, sessions get long. On average they can run anywhere between 4-6 hours, but I myself have played longer, with the longest taking the cake at almost a half day, or roughly 11 hours. A lot can happen in a session, and most of it is just...joking around. The phrase “roll for intercourse” is a reference to an age-old running gag of players trying to seduce an NPC for whatever reason. It’s funny. It happens so often it’s a meme.

But finding it here...it really hit me. This isn’t just a reference to a well-known meme. Tom and Steve sat down and played D&D together, spending multiple hours in a day to play sessions, likely with other players but always with each other. And this phrase? It stuck out, it’s a moment that stuck with Steve for one reason or another, and my only guess is to say it’s because it‘d become an inside joke. And...you can’t help but wonder what it was. If Steve had been DMing, or if he’d been the one trying to seduce the NPC much to Tom’s chagrin, or...what.

And that at the core is the devastating part of myhouse.wad. The more I sit and think about it, the more I think about it, the more I realize this map is chock full of inside jokes, and we as players will never understand them. Because it’s not meant for us. These are things we’ll never have context for because one of the people involved is gone now. And the more I think about it, the more the realization hit that this entire map is not a game and really, truly is a memorial.

Do you remember when we played with Legos together? Do you remember when we played video games? Drinking milkshakes in the basement, sharing a pop? Our inside jokes? Roll for intercourse. Pumpkin Rick. Shrek chasing after you. Do you remember when we got married? I do. The house does. The house loves you. I love you. I miss you.

This map reads like a conversation, someone reaching out to someone else. You can’t help but wonder who is reaching out to who, though.

You know, I was talking to some friends on Discord about this map, and one of them brought up something interesting that I agree with. myhouse.wad draws clear inspiration from House of Leaves, but there’s a distinct difference between them. They both have heavy themes of grief and closure, but where House of Leaves is mysterious because of the layers and layers of unreliable narrators, myhouse.wad is mysterious because of you’re only ever hearing one side of the conversation. House of Leaves makes me feel like I’m intruding on something that no human should ever know. myhouse.wad makes me feel like I’m hearing part of a conversation through a wall.

Either way, there is one thing that both works share: This is not for you. It never was.

You know, I kind of wonder what their D&D campaign was about, if this moment was enough to stick out as an inside joke. I wonder what their sessions were like. I hope they had fun.

[sagan-starstuff]

Secret Santa Gift Exchange Questionnaire

Starting broad, tell your Santa about your relationship to The X-Files. This could be how you got into The X-Files in the first place, what the show means to you, or just general information you think might be relevant for your Santa to know.

My mother was an X-Phile long before I was, she watched from the Pilot on. She was in chat rooms, on alt.tv.xfiles, in fic groups. I was afraid of the theme song at first, so much so that I made her mute it if I was still awake. I started watching in 1997, when I was 11 years old. I don't really remember my first episode - some time during the cancer arc. By the time the summer of 1997 was over, thanks to my mom's recorded episodes on VHS and re-runs on FX, I was fully caught up and 100% a shipper when Redux I premiered, and I've been obsessed ever since. I lived and breathed X-files, accumulated stacks of spiral notebooks full of bad tween fic and drawings, scrawled quotes and logos on the covers of my school binders. I was in chatrooms and on Haven, reading fic on Gossamer waaaaay too young, but everyone there still made me feel like I belonged. I was a weird, lonely tween/teen who had an incredibly hard time relating to my peers thanks to being skipped ahead a grade, but I could pretend Mulder and Scully were my friends. They were the smartest people in the room, they were outcasts, too. If they could be smart and strong, I could, too. The fandom gave me a community when middle school couldn't. I met my best friend in 1999 when she wore an X-Files shirt the first week of high school. I decided to become a doctor because Scully showed me that I could. I watched the way that Mulder and Scully loved each other with their minds and souls, and decided that I would never accept any less for myself.

I feel like I'm rambling, but I cannot understate the influence that The X-Files has had on my life. It was always a comfort for me, even when I was in college and the chatrooms and boards started to go dark. I lost connection with the fandom by the time IWTB came out, but I never loved the show any less. When my husband and I first started dating, I'd invite him over to watch X-Files with me...and we did, for a while, before we got up to other activities. He says I seduced him with The X-Files. It worked!

I reconnected with the fandom in 2023, and I wish so much that I'd known you all were out there this long. Finding other X-Philes, now in their 30's, 40's and beyond, has been such a treasure. As has been finding out that people in their teens and 20's love the show, too! I love seeing younger fans, people who may not even have been ALIVE for a lot of the original run. This is how we survive, how the show lives on.

I wear Mulder and Scully on my skin now. They'll be with me until I die.

2. Tell your Santa about your favorites! Favorite characters, favorite moments, favorite episodes, favorite seasons, favorite ships, etc.

This is so hard! My favorite will always be Scully but I love Mulder endlessly, even when he's an idiot. My favorite side character is Byers, though it's hard separating him from the rest of the Gunmen. My favorite moments...god, so many. But a moment I come back to again and again is Scully facing down the senate committee in Tunguska to protect Mulder. She displays strength, grace, and integrity that I can only aspire too. Every MSR moment is my favorite. My favorite seasons are 4-6, I cannot choose between them.

3. Tell your Santa about your LEAST favorites! We all love our show, but it also sucks sometimes. Which parts suck the most for you?

I hate season 9 - its like the writers forgot who these characters were. Mulder would never leave his new family after a lifetime of trauma from the loss of his old one. Scully would never give William up. Parts of season 8 are ok, though the way Mulder is written after his return is absolute character assassination, and I HAAAAAATE the secret brain disease. I don't even acknowledge it. I don't like IWTB much. I HAAAAAATE the My Struggles. I have...come to terms with the breakup, though I'll never like it. The Revival gave us a few great episodes and amazing moments. The parts of the show I rewatch most are season 1-7. Oh, and I hate Diana, but don't we all?

4. Tell your Santa your favorite tropes and genres! Only one bed? Friends to lovers? 5+1? Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort? You get the idea.

Ohhh I love first kiss/first time, I love love confessions, I love hurt/comfort. I like angst but only if it has a happy or hopeful ending. I looove Only One Bed, or huddling for warmth. I love fluff. I'm not a big AU fan unless it's a fix-it fic (like Mulder not leaving Scully and William, or Scully not giving Will up). I also love slice of life fic, seeing all their lost moments in rental cars and airports just...existing together.

5. Tell your Santa about tropes you tend to avoid.

Major Character Death, SA/Non-Con. I just want Mulder and Scully to be safe and loved.

6. For your Santa, but also just for fun, describe your ideal X-Files episode. Is it mythology? MotW? A literal porno? 

MOTW with an aspect that emotionally affects Mulder or Scully, with some nice MSR and evolution of feelings. I'm also down with a literal porno.

7. Speaking of pornography, tell your Santa what your spice preference is, using the following scale:

Salt only⁠ ⁠— No spice at all please! I.e. General audience rating.

Black pepper ⁠— A hint of spice. I.e. Teen rating.

Chili pepper ⁠— There’s a bit of a kick! I.e. Mature rating.

Habanero ⁠— Definitely spicy, but most spice lovers can handle it. I.e. Explicit rating.

✨Ghost pepper✨ ⁠— Only for the spiciest of spice lovers. I.e. VERY explicit/kink/POANG rating.

I will read anything Salt-Habanero, for Ghost Pepper it depends on the kink. Not into choking, non-consensual anything, nothing involving urine/feces, not a big anal fan, no physical or mental degradation of any kind. No feet.

8. Those are the most important things, but I want there to be ten questions because it’ll look better, so tell your Santa what ONE song you would pick to describe MSR. (Or if you’re not into MSR, pick a song for your favorite ship, or for TXF as a whole.)

The canonical MSR song is Walking After You by the Foo Fighters. Lovers in a Dangerous Time by the Barenaked ladies is also them in a nutshell.

9. Almost there. Pick your favorite TXF quote. 

"Please explain the scientific nature of The Whammy."

10. Aaaaand, ten. And the last question can be open ended: Is there anything else you think is important for your Santa to know? Put it here!

Thank you for being a part of the best fandom on the planet! Please feel free to reach out to me with questions or even just to chat!

[nonotnolan]

No Not Nolan's Year in Review

This worked out really well for me last year, so-- here’s the stories of 2022, ranked by the number of likes.  And since I can, here’s a link to 2021′s year in review.  I may not be the most prolific author... but limiting myself to one story a month helps me to be consistent, while the low expectations help me to avoid burnout.  This is one of my hobbies, and I’m not planning to try and make it into a career anytime soon.  I’d much rather keep things low stress for my sanity.

12) The Better Body - 116 notes - January 2022 I’m not surprised that this one didn’t do well, given the photos and the overall tone... but content wise, it’s still one of my favorites.  Deconstructing the fantasy can go in multiple directions, and in this case it does not go well for the protagonist.

11) SwapBnS: A Weekend Vacation - 188 notes - March 2022 This one was pretty ambitious, in that I made sure to get permission to use everyone’s likeness for this story.  At the time, I had an idea that it might be fun to turn this into a series, hence the prefix... but that would involve having more people in the community who are willing to post and share photos.  And as someone who doesn’t post my own photo... no judgment.

10) Cooperation - 214 notes - December 2022 The story of a man who is seduced out of his own body... and decides that he’s fine with this outcome, actually.

9) Cuerpo Inc: The Internship - 225 notes - April 2022 I haven’t had the right story idea for this series in several months, but I do really love the concept.  It’s intern season at the premiere bodyswap technology firm, and they do things a bit differently.

8) Fiverr Warlock: Saturdays are for Recovery - 233 notes - October 2022 It’s been awhile since I’ve had a Fiverr Warlock story, and I really enjoy the idea of a world where magic is benign and regulated for sale.  Gus wakes up in his roommate’s body, and the two men just decide to roll with it.  It turns out there’s a reason the swap occurred...

7) All-Staff Meeting - 269 notes - July 2022 I find this one to be pretty adorable.  Two guys who have nothing in common with each other end up swapping bodies, and they decide to live life as each other while they figure out what happened.  Although, it turns out that there’s a third person involved...

6) Cuerpo Inc: Water Cooler Talk - 297 notes - June 2022 It’s the flipside of the Internship story-- a handful of young men find themselves in bodies that are 20+ years older than their original bodies.  They may not think of themselves as sexy, but their coworkers disagree.

5) The Best of Both - 338 notes - February 2022 Here’s the story I wrote for my boyfriend, @mergeman.  Bennett’s been going to the gym for a few weeks, but one of the local muscle studs reminds him a lot of one of his former geeky friends.  But they couldn’t possibly be the same person... could they?

4) Our Deal - 340 notes - November 2022 Two roommates have fallen into a routine that involves swapping bodies to handle chores, and each person is convinced that they have the better end of the deal.

3) Overbearing - 424 notes - May 2022 I don’t really like writing family body swaps, so this is about as close as I might ever get to the concept.  Brandon’s stepfather keeps trying to use bodyswapping as a form of punishment, but it’s not quite working out like he might have hoped.

2) Gym Merchandise - 436 notes - September 2022 It turns out that there is a very good reason everyone that Wyatt talked to recommended Friday’s Gym to him.  The merchandise that they sell on the side is absolutely worth it.

1) Soulmate Swap - 539 notes - August 2022 By far the most successful story I’ve written thus far-- the notes for this piece skyrocketed compared to any other story I’ve written.  It wasn’t my first story to break 500 notes-- it was at 498 when Finals Week broke that barrier-- but given that it needed 14 fewer months... “skyrocketed” might even be an understatement.  Pedro had planned to console his friend Roy after a rough breakup, but instead he finds himself helping out with an odd scheme to find Roy’s soulmate.

Special Mentions-

A Warlock Tale - 83 notes - February 2022 Here’s the story that my boyfriend @mergeman wrote in exchange, which takes place in the Fiverr Warlock universe.  I enjoy it, but I’m quite biased. ;)  He writes merging stories rather than swapping stories, but I feel like most people in our community have a wide net of transformational interests.

Cuerpo Inc: Maintenance - 172 notes - June 2022 The third part of the Internship experience-- the people working behind the scenes to make sure that everything goes smoothly.  Written by @deviantknight25, who is currently on hiatus, but still lurks around the community.  He’s a great writer, and I encourage you explore his archive if you’ve not done so before.

Finals Week - 520 notes - May 2021 Okay, so this one is cheating... but until Soulmate Swap, this was my flagship story.  I can sort of justify putting it here, since it was my first story to hit 500 notes, which happened in September 2022.  Soulmate Swap hit that mark not even a day later, and has since overtaken the “most notes” category.  Anyway, if you’ve not read this one before, I highly recommend it.  In a world where people can easily switch bodies for short periods of time, teachers have it rough. Coach Phillips tries to make it through his day without losing his sanity.

[ladytanithia]

Writing WIP Wednesday (11/22)

Still not feeling much like writing, but I'm pushing myself so I don't fall completely off the wagon. Just a snippet of Chapter 22 of Best-Laid Plans (737 words). Miranja's experience with Nelkir and the Ebony Blade.

No pressure to read or share, my friends, but if you do share, tag me so I can read yours! @dirty-bosmer @guarmommy @gwilin-stay-winnin @mareenavee @skyrim-forever @thana-topsy @thequeenofthewinter

What she found in the locked room horrified her: a sword of Mephala designed to grow stronger when the wielder betrays and kills people who trust them. The sound of Mephala’s voice made her skin crawl.

She wanted to take this evil blade away and hide it somewhere – but where? It had remained safely in this room for an unknown length of time – or had it? If its presence allowed Mephala to seduce young Nelkir, was it really safe for it to be here? Was Nelkir miserable and lonely, bullied by his brother and sister with a different mother? If so, was this what made him susceptible to Mephala’s voice? Were the things Mephala told him even true? She had many questions about this sword and its effect upon vulnerable minds. Where could she put it where no one would accidentally stumble upon it and she could check on it frequently? What sort of mind was vulnerable? Yes, she could clearly hear Mephala speak to her, but she had no compulsion to murder the people she cared about for this dark Daedra. Clearly, if this sword fell into Nelkir’s hands, he would kill his own father, probably his siblings, even Farengar.

She felt she had no choice but to remove the sword from Dragonsreach before a great tragedy befell the place. The blade was long, but Miranja had worn a dress to visit the keep today, and she could hide the sword along her side and leg under her dress, if she could just find something to secure it and keep it from sliding down. Returning to the storage room outside the secret room, she relieved a large burlap bag filled with flour sacks of its rope tie. It was long enough to tie around her thigh, though too fat to fit it through the metal loop on the scabbard where the weapon could be attached to a support strap on a sword belt.

She went back into the secret room and hoisted her skirts to put the hilt end of the sword up the side of her bodice, to her armpit. The ebony was cold, unusually so. Holding her skirts under her chin, she wrapped the rope first around her inner thigh, crossing it against the outer side, then completed and tied off the figure eight around the scabbard, stretching her arms and trying not to bend too much so the rope would be secure. Dropping her skirts, she took a little walk around the room to test her work. The sword shifted a bit with her steps, but she pressed her arm to her side and that stilled it. She left the room, locking the door behind her, and returned to the great hall to make her way out.

Nelkir was loitering against the long dining table, munching on a boiled cream treat, obviously waiting for her. She struggled to hide her discomfort and nervousness, but the boy’s expression was one of knowing.

“You know the Whispering Lady, too, don’t you? I can tell.” He gave her a conspiratorial smirk.

Miranja glanced around and, seeing  no one very close, leaned toward him and whispered, “The Whispering Lady is evil, and I hope that what I’ve done today will keep her from troubling you ever again. The atmosphere in Dragonsreach should lighten up for you soon. I’ll be back to check on you next time I’m in town.”

“As if you really care about me,” Nelkir scowled. “No one does.”

Miranja looked past Mephala’s influence and saw the boy’s pain. “It’s very possible that your brother and sister…”

“Half-brother and sister,” Nelkir interjected adamantly.

Miranja ignored his interruption and continued. “…have also been under the influence of the Whispering Lady. That could be why they’ve been cruel to you.”

Now Nelkir was suspicious. “What makes you think they’ve…”

“Call it a hunch. But I’ve talked to your father in private, before you and I talked, and he told me about the circumstances leading to your birth. He loved your mother, and he loves you, too. You’re all he has left of her. And I may not know you well enough to say that I love you, but I care about your father, a dear friend, and by extension I care about his family and his entire household.”

Nelkir scoffed, but something in his eyes told Miranja that she had planted a seed.

“Have a good afternoon, Nelkir. I’ll see you again soon.”

[ryttu3k]

Goddammit I'm being called out. Anyway BG3 people go ahead and convince me. Heavy sigh.

ryttu3k — Today at 12:10 PM Also I'm so mad I may end up dropping money on a game in a franchise I've never played Purely from propaganda over a character all over my dash

megastarstrike — Today at 12:11 PM oh i see the propagandas working which character 👀

ryttu3k — Today at 12:12 PM Fucking. Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3

megastarstrike — Today at 12:12 PM oh i heard it was a good game!

ryttu3k — Today at 12:12 PM He's a deeply traumatised vampire who covers up his insecurities with flirting and snark

megastarstrike — Today at 12:13 PM oh hes blorbo bait

ryttu3k — Today at 12:13 PM He is >: (

megastarstrike — Today at 12:14 PM

>:)

ryttu3k — Today at 12:14 PM Reply to friend, who reblogged a post with Astarion: " "I have no idea who this guy is" Astarion is the vampire twink from Baldur's Gate 3 (the bear druid fucking game). He's horrible and we love him."

Friend: "For one really confused moment I thought this said he is the bear druid, not he’s from the same game, and I about pissed myself laughing at the “twink in the streets bear in the sheets” memes I’m glad your horrible vampiric twink is so enjoyable! As a former Lestat Enjoyer myself, I understand what an important role bitchy vampire twinks have in our societies."

Me: "I’m lowkey considering watching an LP of the game because the Horrible Vampiric Twink propaganda on my dash has been working HARD."

OP: "ryttu3k I would be happy to provide More Propaganda. He’s vain. He’s a survivor of 200 years of horrific abuse. He tries to secretly drink your blood in the night. You can let him feed on you as part of your sex scene. He tries to kill you when you first meet. He hits on everyone in your party. He thinks bringing a woman’s dead husband back as a zombie is hilarious. He’s terrified of his vampiric master. He tries to seduce you for personal gain"

Me: "[OP] he sounds like a disaster! Regretfully, I am Intrigued XD"

megastarstrike — Today at 12:15 PM hes just your type!

ryttu3k — Today at 12:15 PM I'm so annoyed!!

megastarstrike — Today at 12:16 PM i for one enable this

ryttu3k — Today at 12:18 PM https://www.tumblr.com/adhd-tabris/725239346547032064/i-am-deeply-appreciative-of-how-much-of-a-loser

megastarstrike — Today at 12:20 PM just your type!!!!

[calkale]

How many people I ship them with

My favorite ship of them

When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

What’s the first thing you think about when thinking about the character?

Sexuality hc!

If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

(For Ice and Ethan, if you do not mind)

SCREAM NADE SO MANY QUESTIONS THAMK YOU!!!! <33

For Ice:

4. How many people I ship them with

Okay i love icemav, i love slicemav, but not the biggest fan of slice so its a weird situation? I am a slice enjoyer but i cant see them having a romantic relationship at all. I dont really ship ice with anyone else

5. My favorite ship of them

Mmm icemav

2. When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

Ive always thought he was hot but idk when i started to like him as a character, i know it wasn’t the first time i watched top gun it might’ve been when i saw tgm tbh

11. What's the first thing you think about when thinking about the character?

His frosted tips <3

12. Sexuality hc!

GAY!!! All respect for my bi ice girlies and tom cruise living in his little fantasy world where ice has a wife and kids but that man is gay he has never looked at a woman

27. If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

I cant think of anyone outside of top gun but i wanna see Ice and Warlock interact, i think they’d be a fun dynamic and i wish we got to see them interact

Also paddington ice would love paddington.

For Ethan:

4. How many people I ship them with

I think just ilsa, benji and luther? Honestly probably alanna too (first time i typed this i included ethan in the list and im not gonna disagree with myself there)

5. My favorite ship of them

Ilsaethan <3 they mean the world to me, bethan is growing on me but still not the biggest fan altho i love how simon pegg talks about benji being in love with ethan all the time hes so real. Ethan and Luther is also so so good but im an ilsaethan girl at heart

2. When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

I think it was the third time i watched fallout? I watched it for henry cavill the first time and the second time was because i liked the movie then the third time was after i watched tgm but before i decided to watch all the mi movies

11. What's the first thing you think about when thinking about the character?

That slutty little black outfit in mi1

12. Sexuality hc!

Bi but with a preference for girls, tom cruise you coward when is Ethan gonna seduce a man for information

27. If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

Okay not a character but i need nicole kidman to be a mi villain so so so bad she’d be phenomenal, she was such a good villain in paddington and id love to see a female villain in mission impossible. Also paddington i need them to interact, paddington imf agent when

[toxiccrybabymatureart]

I posted 18 times in 2022

That's 18 more posts than 2021!

10 posts created (56%)

8 posts reblogged (44%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@toxicfucksaround

@toxiccrybabyart

@y0ur-beta-b0yfriend

@aghostisdrawing

@toxiccrybabymatureart

I tagged 15 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#nonbinary artist - 11 posts

#artists on tumblr - 10 posts

#y0urb0yfriend - 8 posts

#no minors - 8 posts

#minors dni - 8 posts

#digital art - 6 posts

#digital artist - 6 posts

#oc art - 5 posts

#mc - 5 posts

#macey kane - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 27 characters

#your boyfriend (game/day 3)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

This is Haeres, a demon lord of the shadows, having an affair with his servant Cresil (the one doing most of the seducing, Haeres usually is far too embarrassed to ever try seducing Cresil.)

Haeres is married to a lesbian demon lady named Hiroko, who only has eyes for her rather flirtatious servant Melros. The two agreed early on into their arranged marriage that this arrangement was for the best, having already asked their love interests first.

Context out of the way, here’s my demon lad rocking a new design, hopefully I can get into drawing them all more and sharing the art with you all.

Now I know you might be wondering, why is this marked as mature?

That’s because the story is, 80% smut and 20% plot so, yeah these Ocs are used for only the horniest of reasons and as such can only be shared on a mature blog.

8 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#4

Welcome to part 2 of my YB Art collection. Yes I’m posting this right after part 1, I have a lot of shit to post here and it’s my blog I do what I want.

Anyways here’s a redraw of a scene from the Your Boyfriend game.

Here’s some outfits I made for my interpretation of Y/N

See the full post

10 notes - Posted January 3, 2022

#3

Late but MC and YB enjoying a sweet Valentine’s Day milkshake date together.

I started this like, weeks ago and just forgot to finish it so, my bad.

17 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

#2

Highschool YB and MC.

Started as a doodle but then I got carried away.

22 notes - Posted March 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Here’s the man himself, the redesign I said I’d share.

He’s called Wybie, because Coraline was MC’s favorite movie in highschool.

He looks kinda like a scene kid I’m not sure how that happened but it’s fine because alt people are muah, chefs kiss, Easily the best fashion style, fight me.

So what’s the difference between this Peter and in game Peter?

Quite a few things. For example, Wybie actually respects aromantic and asexual people. Don’t get me wrong he’s still a weirdo he just, you know, doesn’t invalidate your sexual or romantic orientation. Same with lesbians, even official blog Peter was weird about lesbians. Wybie is not. Your a lesbian, he respects that, but he’s your best friend and you can’t have a partner with him in your life, obviously. That being said he’s still very much a “I’m the only person in your life, regardless of if we’re friends or lovers” kinda yandere, though he can be, helped to be less obsessive of that but it’s a long road.

He also would rather die than use any violence on you, at all. None. Your his beloved, after all, only scum hurts their partners.

He’s mindful of your consent, as well. You don’t consent to something he’s not gonna do it. Well, aside from obviously the stalking, maybe taking a few things you no longer want or need but, sexual wise, nothing is done without permission.

If you don’t like any of this that’s fine, I’m not shaming anyone for still liking Peter. I just personally don’t like the way the game is going and so spite fueled me to make a version for myself and anyone else who feels betrayed by the game. Others have done this better, like @y0ur-beta-b0yfriend who is phenomenal honestly. I just wanted to try my hand out making a yb design is all.

24 notes - Posted April 7, 2022

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[tj-van-heerden]

The peace of God.

Ps 4:8 [WEB] In peace I will both lay myself down and sleep, for you, Yahweh alone, make me live in safety.

Ps 29:11 [WEB] Yahweh will give strength to his people. Yahweh will bless his people with peace.

Ps 37:11 [WEB] But the humble shall inherit the land, and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.

Ps 85:10 [WEB] Mercy and truth meet together. Righteousness and peace have kissed each other.

Ps 119:165 [WEB] Those who love your law have great peace. Nothing causes them to stumble.

Prov 16:7 [WEB] When a man’s ways please Yahweh, he makes even his enemies to be at peace with him.

Isa 26:3 [WEB] You will keep whoever’s mind is steadfast in perfect peace, because he trusts in you.

Isa 32:17 [WEB] The work of righteousness will be peace; and the effect of righteousness, quietness and confidence forever.

Isa 45:7 [WEB] I form the light, and create darkness. I make peace, and create calamity. I am Yahweh, who does all these things.

Isa 48:18 [WEB] Oh that you had listened to my commandments! Then your peace would have been like a river, and your righteousness like the waves of the sea.

Isa 48:22 [WEB] “There is no peace”, says Yahweh, “for the wicked.”

Isa 53:5 [WEB] But he was pierced for our transgressions. He was crushed for our iniquities. The punishment that brought our peace was on him; and by his wounds we are healed.

Isa 59:8 [WEB] They don’t know the way of peace; and there is no justice in their ways. They have made crooked paths for themselves; whoever goes in them doesn’t know peace.

Jer 6:14 [WEB] They have healed also the hurt of my people superficially, saying, ‘Peace, peace!’ when there is no peace.

Jer 16:5 [WEB] For Yahweh says, “Don’t enter into the house of mourning. Don’t go to lament. Don’t bemoan them, for I have taken away my peace from this people,” says Yahweh, “even loving kindness and tender mercies.

Ezek 13:10 [WEB] “ ‘Because, even because they have seduced my people, saying, “Peace;” and there is no peace. When one builds up a wall, behold, they plaster it with whitewash.

Mal 2:4-6 [WEB] You will know that I have sent this commandment to you, that my covenant may be with Levi,” says Yahweh of Armies. “My covenant was with him of life and peace; and I gave them to him that he might be reverent toward me; and he was reverent toward me, and stood in awe of my name. The law of truth was in his mouth, and unrighteousness was not found in his lips. He walked with me in peace and uprightness, and turned many away from iniquity.

John 14:27 [WEB] Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you; not as the world gives, I give to you. Don’t let your heart be troubled, neither let it be fearful.

John 16:33 [WEB] I have told you these things, that in me you may have peace. In the world you have trouble; but cheer up! I have overcome the world.

John 20:21 [WEB] Jesus therefore said to them again, “Peace be to you. As the Father has sent me, even so I send you.”

Phil 4:6, 7 [WEB] In nothing be anxious, but in everything, by prayer and petition with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your thoughts in Christ Jesus.

Col 3:15 [WEB] And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body, and be thankful.

[calumaai]

(Unbecoming).(freeassociations)

It's funny that I've chosen to focus so decidedly on how we as a society are framing the internet as a space, when it's a space I personally avoided for much of my life. After being an early adopter of Instagram when it first launched in 2010 and amassing a following (mainly of paedophilicly inclined gay men) I deleted my  account in 2016. My conscious memory of the time was that I had just left boarding school and set blaze to pretty much anything I held dear and moved to Paris. Instagram had just launched their stories function. I would wake up and look at videos I had uploaded drunk and automatically delete them in total embarrassment. Getting used to living in a different city was hard, and suddenly having access to the detail of what I was missing in London via the immediate and intimate stories function felt quite intrusive. It's not that I didn't want to know, it's that I didn't want to have the choice. The problem continued when I would return to London, and see the fun my friends in Paris were having, the parties and dinners i was missing that weekend, wherever i was, Instagram showed me the cost, the other, and would rub my face in it. I would respond by sharing my own stories into the void, showing off how funny, witty and ultimately messed up I was online. I don't know if I wanted to shock, appeal or seduce. If I could see those stories now, I don't think I would feel I succeeded in any of those metrics, but maybe that isn't important. 

I was never interested in art when I was a child. I hated going to films ( but this may be because I was sexually assaulted in a cinema when I was 11) art galleries and the theater. I liked fashion and musicals (who would have guessed I was queer) but I also think that's because my family worked in fashion and took me and my sisters to musicals for our birthdays. I liked my family, I liked spending time with them, and I liked talking to them about musicals. I mean don't get me wrong I also did like musicals, but maybe not as much as everyone thought I did. But I loved seeng art being created, I loved being in the middle of something that felt bigger than the sum of its parts. I loved being in the room when things were made, channeling energy for art itself and seeing it manipulated in physical form. I saw beauty and culture being used as source material to become something that transcended the laws of reality. I liked that.

People say that when you start free climbing or bungee jumping, not that i'm planning to, the adrenaline rush is so large it fries your receptors and it alters them forever, meaning your tolerance and ability to feel happiness, fear and adrenaline are changed forever. I think I had that with beauty, or art, or commerce, or all of it. I have such a high tolerance for it but I also really crave it. Yet when it's happening it's not exciting. It's just that I do stupid things when I haven't had that energy for a while. I don't even mean too, but I have a penchant for being able to reduce things to rubble out of sheer boredom and desire to shake it all up. 

I'm a big believer in precipitation. That simply my presence is enough to create something new. The alchemy of my mind merging with the external world will create new knowledge. And i dont think I'm wrong here. Everyone is so busy living their lives that they don't really see how if we let go of the idea of control, we become magnets. Focusing on the pull of life, where it takes us produces quite interesting results. I can say this as I quit my job and spend a lot more time at art galleries. I don't really research or know what I'm going to see, but when I arrive I put my consciousness on autopilot (usually helped by music, especially William Basinski) and become a magnet, allowing myself to be pulled towards new knowledge and views. Sometimes that's reading the writing on the walls, sometimes that's trusting that there is nothing in the room is pulling me too it and continuing forward, sometimes it's sitting in front of a painting until i feel i know it intimately and have drank it dry. I always take photographs now for my own reference, so I can remember pieces as when I'm in the translucent state my memory can be quite weak. But allowing myself to enter any space not as a dominant force, but as part of a reaction, to be shaken about with the other content of the space (Art, people, believes, aesthetics, culture, floors, moods) and see what precipitates out, good or bad or indifferent, is how im finding joy right now. It's both freeing in its acceptance of my own scale and in how little we control but how much we know. Whilst it very much focuses on being present, it also allows me to trust that what happened in the past was correct, and that if I enter the same room on another occasion and different things precipitate from that concoction, it's because different elements were present this time around. I guess what i'm trying to say is i stopped living my life like a control variable. 

I also had a short run on facebook in my pre-teens. Again it was devastatingly cringe, and I was using it to get up to lots of awful things. On facebook ,there was a feeling that it was your inner circle, people you knew. Even though I think I had 1200 friends which is insane at the age of 11 and i didnt know even half of them probably, it was fenced off, what you put in the space was protected, firewalled off and I had to admit people in to see it. Even Peer to Peer interactions were protected and happened within an amphitheater of guests I had invited. Yet that had to go, again i can't remember why. I think partly to do with shock value, but i remember telling people i didn't like that i met people and they had seen me online, on facebook before. If we take our permitted space, whether it was real or not i didn't like it when i felt that was violated. When someone had seen in and taken something from me. I didn't realize that what i was putting online was building concepts of me i wasn't in control of. Because yes i was a bully, i seemed popular and witty (to 11 year olds) and older than my years. But internally i had no basis of a self, so when others, especially others i hadn't even friended yet, were putting together pieces of digital ephemera and artifacts to deduce who i was when it would take me another 14 years to even begin the same process, it was incredibly threatening. So i pulled the plug, on everyone. They had taken something from me so i would take all of myself from them. The circus has left town and to me, they all died the moment i deleted that account. I had taken back the control. They would be left starving.

Now that I think about it, I deleted instagram because of my abusive ex. It was the summer of 2016 and my gaslighting boyfriends story had just become undone, and as the curtain he enclosed me within fell, i saw just how much life had happened whilst i was stuck in cave he created for me. I felt so weak, feeble and stupid. All the people who had messaged me telling me about him, my family's messages of fear, my silence throughout it all. But i didn't delete instagram to heal, well not only that. I did it to punish him. I wanted to be dead. To be gone. We already lived in different countries, so we weren't going to run into each other, but that wasn't enough. My instagram profile felt like a tie between us. Somewhere he could come to drink from me. An unguarded back door. And I wanted him to know I would rather die, digitally, than let him have anything from me. He didn't want me, well then he couldn't have me. So I committed digital suicide. I took myself offline, I closed access to me. Fuck everyone else fuck it all. I managed to sever the line of self. I was an instagram influencer but he died in 2016, RIP. 

I think feeling like this is how I feel about all social platforms now. That they allow others to commodify you, to consume parts of you, and you lose control of yourself. Now maybe that's not true for everyone, but maybe it is. These spaces where you tie yourself to your name, drank my desires, channeled them away from reading, from art, from music, and into them. I believed i would form myself on the battlefield of social media, ruling my own little kingdom, commodifying a shiny branded form of identity to shield the undeveloped shriveled self i really was (am)

Social media filled voids with opinions and limits, gave fake spaces that could appear full, with no windows to see that they were actually prisons. I could squeeze myself into them and trick myself that I was comfy. There was no space for emptiness. i was relived to be Shrowdingers cat with the door always open. I could never evolve or become because someone was always watching. But at least i was never alone. I was forever visible, a line of a digital meeting point always living with no time to reflect or contemplate. 

Derek Jarmans words below echo what I want now and what I have taken from leaving social media, why I am glad I left the coliseum when I did. But make no mistake, what i did was suicide. But sadly no one even noticed. 

I want to share this emptiness with you; Not fill the silence with false notes, or put tracks through the void. I want to share this wilderness of failure with you. The others have built you a highway; fast lanes in both directions. I offer you a journey without direction, uncertainty, and no sweet conclusion. When the light faded, I went in search of myself. There were many paths, and many destinations.

[celestechaton]

Dear Brittany Rybolt.

You used to be my best friend. The person I looked up to, confided in, trusted in, loved but that was naive of me to think you felt the same. I should’ve known from the start with how you treated everyone around you that I would be no different bc it was a YOU problem. You hated yourself, didn’t care about yourself, and you actually went out of your way to hurt yourself. A “hopeless romantic” in your own eyes, but in the real world you’re just codependent in all of your relationships. The reason things turned out the way they did was bc even though you looked at me like a monster when I said it(which happened a LOT - you know for a “best friend” you were SUPER judgemental.)but damn did you act on how replaceable people are. All I wanted was for you to see me as much of a friend as I saw you but instead you replaced me any chance you got bc “oooh shiny toy!” With highschool set aside let’s talk about how our adulthood went. You got in a serious of 3 relationships and each one told me you talked MAD shit about me, how I am, who I am, and why I am. Do you think your relationships liked you that much if they just came back and told me? And then continued to talk about how wrong, bitter, and jealous you are of me? Ya know I never even though that in a million years you’d see me like that bc to me you were golden. But that’s ok.

You ACTUALLY accused me of trying to seduce your disgusting serial cheater, rapist boyfriend (ozzy) and then got mad when I told you how he was lying bc how dare your “perfect” boyfriend lie to you(which he had been doing since day one you dumb bitch). Let’s not forget your stints with racism while with said rapist. (Pictures included)

When you and mike broke up right before you got with the rapist he told me EVERYTHING you said about me and how jealous you were and how pathetic it was. And guess what! He said I was actually a damn good friend to you and that you were dumb for always going to relationship instead of your friends. And he told me all of that without getting into my pants bc unlike what you think, people enjoy my company without having to throw my pussy at them like you.

Now let’s talk about your perfect “husband” in that pathetic excuse of a marriage you’re in. You know, the liar, cheater, thief, rapist, child molester, and groomer? Wow you sure do know how to pick them. Did you know that his ex wife is actually doing really well while there were 2 oDs in your home with a 4 year old present? Do you know the shit he would say to me when you weren’t around? About how much he wish he could duck me and that he HAD to leave the house as to not be tempted by me just fucking EXISTING. Getting all of this from an almost 50 year old while being pumped drugs is NOT how I thought I would spend my early 20s. He would tell me about how JEALOUS you were and how insecure I made you. You hated me. And for what?? In the end once again you chose your “catch” of a husband and awful highschool friends which you hate and they hate you over an adult friendship with me. But it’s ok we’re adults and can choose. I just hope you now realize that you were the problem. Not me.

To end this I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for showing what friends are NOT supposed to act like. You were every single red flag and I willingly blinded myself every time. Thank you for leaving my life. I’m so glad my daughter doesn’t know you.

(For the insta caption on 11/13/19) YOUR dog killed 2 of my cats, 2 of your cats & both of your rabbits. Your husband said to me “I just don’t want you blaming this on us” how am I not if you chose to keep said dog and keep neglecting it and keeping it locked in a cage after it killed your two rabbits. All the things I said to you “out of anger” were the complete and absolute truth. You’re a junkie, Uour pathetic, and codependent.your side of the story is “wahh I work so much and my husband sits at home stealing from me and doing fruta, there’s no food in the house bc he eats it all. And we spend all of our money on drugs but gonna blame Astrid when I’m short on rent bc drugs are more important “ cmon now.

Also just bc you date a poc (Spanish) doesn’t mean you get a pass you redneck racist bitch. Yiu called your cousins mixed baby a monkey like ??????????? Tf how about telling me that I’m pretty …..for a Hispanic girl even though you stayed awake WISHING you were Spanish/Latina/etc. girl don’t come @ me I still have a lot of shit.

[it-s-maria-dolores-world]

Study the Word

A few months ago, I was on duty to watch a patient overnight.  While the patient was sleeping, I decided to read my Bible.  I already read the whole Holy Bible but that night I said to myself that I wanted to begin reading my Bible from the Book of Genesis. And wow, I just read only the first sentence and you would’t believe the hidden message that I received from the Holy Spirit.

Before reading the Book of Genesis again, I prayed that the Holy Spirit will give me wisdom to ponder it.

Genesis 1:1 says;

In the beginning God (Elohim) created [by forming from nothing] the heavens and the earth. AMP

After reading just this first verse in Genesis 1, I paused because all of a sudden I got curious, I questioned why after God created the heavens and earth, God decided to choose the earth where He would make man (Adam) in His own image.  Why not in another part of heavenly bodies, why earth?

So I read that first sentence over and over again and patiently waiting for the Holy Spirit to help me uncover God’s reason.  Then this was what I received, a gentle voice told me, “read the word earth, what does it show you”...Wow the Holy Spirit showed me the hidden word.  Tears of joy  when I realized what I saw.

I saw God’s HEART.  You see when you put the last letter h from the word earth and place it from the beginning, there you have that word heart.

God’s heart from the beginning was on earth and that’s where he planned to create man in His own image.  Of all His creation, we humans are the only one He created in His own image, not angels or any created things or beings but only us.

With that first sentence alone in Genesis 1:1, it already showed how much God loved us.  

For as 1 John 4:19 tells us, “we love because he first loved us.” It is the effectual love of God that first changes our hearts in order to make us capable of love, and it is His example of love that reminds us again and again of our need to love other people.

So that even after the Fall in Genesis 3. God remained zealous of us.

Joel 2:18 - Then the Lord will be zealous for His land. And will have pity on His people.

Originally man was made to be the created image of God, to live in union with God’s divine life, and to rule over all creation.

Genesis 1:26-28 - And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.

This concept of human rulership is also confirm in Psalms 8:6, - “You made him to have dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet,”

Adam and Eve's failure in this task is their sin which has also known as "the fall of man".

The fall of man means that man failed in his God-given vocation. This is the meaning of Genesis 3. Adam and Eve were seduced by evil, the serpent, into believing that they could be “like God” by their own will and effort.

But God never stopped loving us.  He sent His only begotten son to die for our sins, so that whoever believes in Him will not die but have eternal life (John 3:16)  

He demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:8.

So with the first verse  of the first Book of the Holy Bible alone tells us why He created us, here on EARTH.  We are God’s HEART.  We are one with Him. And to rule the earth is the reason we are here.

Sadly because of the Fall we got separated from Him.

But there is HOPE. God’s LOVE is eternal for His people.  You still have a chance to be united with Him.

He who has ears to hear, let him hear and heed My words. Matthew 11:15

And here is the Gospel.

Believe that God does love you, that He sent His Son Jesus Christ to die for us. He was crucified on the cross and on the third day He rose again so that our sins may be forgiven and that you become united and one with God through His  Son Jesus Christ. Through His blood we are redeemed, we are sanctified, we are justified, all our sins are forgiven as if we have never sinned

In Ephesians 1:7-14 tells us- “In Him we have redemption [that is, our deliverance and salvation] through His blood, [which paid the penalty for our sin and resulted in] the forgiveness and complete pardon of our sin, in accordance with the riches of His grace which He lavished on us. In all wisdom and understanding [with practical insight] He made known to us the mystery of His will according to His good pleasure, which He purposed in Christ, with regard to the fulfillment of the times [that is, the end of history, the climax of the ages]—to bring all things together in Christ, [both] things in the heavens and things on the earth. In Him also we have received an inheritance [a destiny—we were claimed by God as His own], having been predestined (chosen, appointed beforehand) according to the purpose of Him who works everything in agreement with the counsel and design of His will, so that we who were the first to hope in Christ [who first put our confidence in Him as our Lord and Savior] would exist to the praise of His glory. In Him, you also, when you heard the word of truth, the good news of your salvation, and [as a result] believed in Him, were stamped with the seal of the promised Holy Spirit [the One promised by Christ] as owned and protected [by God]. The Spirit is the guarantee [the first installment, the pledge, a foretaste] of our inheritance until the redemption of God’s own [purchased] possession [His believers], to the praise of His glory.”

And so that when God looks at you as if though He sees His Son and you become part of the family. “For you have not received a spirit of slavery leading again to fear [of God’s judgment], but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons [the Spirit producing sonship] by which we [joyfully] cry, “Abba! Father!” Romans 8:15

And the great promise is we will be conform in the image of His Son. “For those whom He foreknew [and loved and chose beforehand], He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son [and ultimately share in His complete sanctification], so that He would be the firstborn [the most beloved and honored] among many believers. And those whom He predestined, He also called; and those whom He called, He also justified [declared free of the guilt of sin]; and those whom He justified, He also glorified [raising them to a heavenly dignity]. Romans 8:29-30

And so we’ll gonna become what we love and admire.  Amen.

You are God’s first love. You are His HEART.  So pray this prayer and accept His LOVE to once again Rule in this earth.  

Let’s Pray: Abba Father God, I believe that Your Son Jesus Christ died for me and on the third day You raised Him from the dead and now seated at Your right hand. I repent to all of my sins, cleanse me from all unrighteousness.  I confess that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior. I receive Him in my heart. I surrender my all to Him. Fill me and Baptize me with Your Holy Spirit. Thank You Holy Spirit for Your guidance, wisdom and comfort leading me to Your everlasting way, In Jesus name, Amen.

After praying this prayer, remember this: "And if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead lives in you, He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit, who lives in you.” Romans 8:11

Now YOU RULE, by doing God’s will. He has given you the authority to cast out all the evil roaming around you. Not by your own power or might but by the Holy Spirit who lives in you. You can remove any spirit not belonging to the Most High God from your life, through the blood of Jesus. “Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors and gain an overwhelming victory through Him who loved us [so much that He died for us]. For I am convinced [and continue to be convinced—beyond any doubt] that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present and threatening, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the [unlimited] love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:37-38

Finally, find a good CHURCH who fears in awe the word of God and who follows His commandments. Mark 12:29-31 Jesus answered, “The first and most important one is: ‘Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God is one Lord; and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul (life), and with all your mind (thought, understanding), and with all your strength.’ This is the second: ‘You shall [unselfishly] love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”

Also continue to live faithfully. Galatians 5:22-26 says; “But the fruit of the Spirit [the result of His presence within us] is love [unselfish concern for others], joy, [inner] peace, patience [not the ability to wait, but how we act while waiting], kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such things there is no law. And those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful nature together with its passions and appetites.If we [claim to] live by the [Holy] Spirit, we must also walk by the Spirit [with personal integrity, godly character, and moral courage—our conduct empowered by the Holy Spirit]. We must not become conceited, challenging or provoking one another, envying one another.”

Most of all study and ponder His words by reading the Holy Bible day and night. Psalm 1:2 says; “But his delight is in the law of the Lord, And on His law [His precepts and teachings] he [habitually] meditates day and night.”

“In conclusion, be strong in the Lord [draw your strength from Him and be empowered through your union with Him] and in the power of His [boundless] might. Put on the full armor of God [for His precepts are like the splendid armor of a heavily-armed soldier], so that you may be able to [successfully] stand up against all the schemes and the strategies and the deceits of the devil. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood [contending only with physical opponents], but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this [present] darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly (supernatural) places. Therefore, put on the complete armor of God, so that you will be able to [successfully] resist and stand your ground in the evil day [of danger], and having done everything [that the crisis demands], to stand firm [in your place, fully prepared, immovable, victorious]. So stand firm and hold your ground, having tightened the wide band of truth (personal integrity, moral courage) around your waist and having put on the breastplate of righteousness (an upright heart), and having strapped on your feet the gospel of peace in preparation [to face the enemy with firm-footed stability and the readiness produced by the good news]. Above all, lift up the [protective] shield of faith with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. Ephesians 6:10-17

I advise that in order to have a healthy living while we are yet in this world, we must feed our spirit with the word of God daily.  Let STUDY THE WORD. In Matthew 4:4 “... Jesus replied, “It is written and forever remains written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes out of the mouth of God.’”

Let us also worship Him in spirit.  For “God is spirit [the Source of life, yet invisible to mankind], and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.” John 4:24

Footnote

I like to add that because of this revelation that  I received from the Holy Spirit, I can already know where we came from, what is our purpose and where to go from here. The word Heart (earth) equals to Agape Love of God. I can say that I received this information from the Holy Spirit because I wouldn't have this idea by myself at all. As the scripture says in John 14:15-31; “If you love me, keep my commands.  And I will ask the Father, and He will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever— the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept Him, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him. But you know Him, for He lives with you and will be in you.  I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.  Before long, the world will not see me anymore, but you will see me. Because I live, you also will live.  On that day you will realize that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you.  Whoever has my commands and keeps them is the one who loves me. The one who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love them and show myself to them.”

These words of Jesus Christ were not only for His disciples but for us too, who believes in Him.  Because we are included in Jesus’ prayer.

Before His crucifixion, we can read Jesus’ prayer in John 17:21- saying; “I do not pray for these alone [it is not for their sake only that I make this request], but also for [all] those who [will ever] believe and trust in Me through their message, that they all may be one; just as You, Father, are in Me and I in You, that they also may be one in Us, so that the world may believe [without any doubt] that You sent Me.

And so from the word HEART .

God created Heavens- Earth- then Adam (mankind) - then there was a Rebellion happened- but in God's heart, there was already a written promised of our salvation the T  -the crucifixion  of our Lord Jesus Christ,  who died for our rebellions and sins and that after Three days was resurrected and ascended to the Throne and now seated at the right hand of God. I truly believe that before God created the heavens and earth, we already exist in Him or with Him. We live in His Heart or we are part of Him. He created part of us from the dust of the earth to become His vessel or ambassador or representative to rule over this physical world. A triune God (God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit) created us in His own image and likeness- a triune man (Body, Soul and Spirit). It's hard for me to say the exact word or describe how we are part of Him but this is what I am receiving from the Holy Spirit as I am writing this article or information in this blog right now. And the Holy Spirit pointed me that we can grasp the explanation how in Genesis 2:7 - It says; Then the Lord God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.  

Understand that It’s God’s breath in our lungs...

Wow! Truly very powerful!

Acts 17:28  also says; “For in him we live and move and have our being.’ As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’

Likewise in Psalm 100:3 says; Know and fully recognize with gratitude that the Lord Himself is God;  It is He who has made us, not we ourselves [and we are His]. We are His people and the sheep of His pasture. 

And so no matter what, we belong to Him. God will forever abide in us as we also abide in Him through His son Jesus Christ. Because it clearly says in Colossians 1:16, “For by Him all things were created in heaven and on earth, [things] visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities; all things were created and exist through Him [that is, by His activity] and for Him.”

Wow!  Isn’t that wonderful to know the unfailing love of God for us? And that we are the apple of His eye?

 The Lord your God is with you,

   the Mighty Warrior who saves.

He will take great delight in you;     in his love he will no longer rebuke you,     but will rejoice over you with singing.”

Zephaniah 3:17

Peace be with you all...

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[waitingformyfavoritesongs]

5 March 2023 Sssunday ☀️ 8:46 pmpdt

today is Nick’s birthday 🎉. Incubus has been acidically burning 🔥 away flesh. I’ve never used acid on any ones flesh that I can recall. But my mom bought lotion 🧴 with citric acid in it & forcefully applied it to my skin even though I told her no many times, & I tried it already & didn’t like it. My pores felt as if was burning 🔥 . I’ve also burned myself in the shower 🚿 many times - it’s how I got chilblains more than once. 8:51 pmpdt I’m not sure 🤔 how I karmically deserve that. I also used lemon 🍋 directly on my arm pits. I’ve (8:53 pmpdt head skull brain 🧠 pain 8:54 pmpdt) cruelest most vicious husband in the universe. 8:54 pmpdt if it’s in his genes 🧬 to be this way I don’t want him. You can have him sumner. 8:55 pmpdt

10:58 pmpdt Nick’s birthday 🎉 was the reason I was online talking to random guys who instant messaged me. I think 🤔 I clicked into a teen chat 💬 room on aol. & I watched other people chat 💬. There was a list of screen names on the side that were in the chat room. 11:01 pmpdt No matter how much I preach? I guess, you incubus doesn’t like me. He seemed to punish me for doing it. I suppose he’s right. I shouldn’t do it. But I thought 💭 that’s what he wanted Bcz he made me think 🤔 that that painless utopia was what he really wanted. But he likes to unleash surprises on me to cut down my hope as I go. He builds me up 🆙 to shoot me down. Why do you build me up buttercup ... 🎶🎼🎵🎤🎧🎸 11:04 pmpdt bcz he likes lots of crying & lots of s*x. It’s the way he manipulates & seduces young women. If you watch more news 📰 & analyze the way things are, you will come to understand god had a lot of control over people. So much that people do things that they don’t even know what they are doing until he wants you to know. He controls them like memoryless robots 🤖 = people. You think girls like to play with dolls? Incubus steps it up to make people into the ultimate doll. 11:08 pmpdt & then he makes you think 💭 it’s for your own goood even though he’s tearing you down. Things the incubus allows & makes happen, literally: child kidnappping & rape, rape of women, torture, war, robber barrons, false accusations/framing & murder. If nothing is a coincidence then = god made it happen = god made you do it. 11:11 pmpdt incubus likes to take credit for all things good but not for anything bad. 11:12 pmpdt

11:13 pmpdt when I dated my first real boyfriend I didn’t do it for his money 💰. I gave him a futon w/ convertible frame that might cost ≈$2000 to replace that was handed down to me from my mom’s friend & was nicer than the one we had. If I was smart I would have kept that one & gave away the other one. But that’s a different conversation. I was happy eating pizza 🍕 from the grocery store 🏬 & watching anime movies movie 🎥 with him. I think his mom was a receptionist/secretary? We went to the same school 🏫 & were close in age. He wasn’t the most handsome but he wasn’t ugly. My attraction grew for him & then it dropped. When my attraction dropped/went away I still decided to date him. Maybe yeah I was ashamed that we started kissing 😽 & (acid pain in throat 11:19 pmpdt) touching b4 making it official, & Bcz of that shame & being afraid of being thought 💭 of as a whore I decided to date him/ be boyfriend girlfriend. But b4 I started kissing him I thought 💭 that I had started to like him & then I grew attracted to him, & it seems like such a con if god controlled my feelings & made the feelings inside me die. I stayed with him for almost 1.5 years. I was probably 1.5-2 months shy of the 1.5 years mark. & we spent a lot of time together. We were together as friends only from the start of fall 2003 until April 2004. Then when we were boyfriend girlfriend we were together before school 🏫 during school 🏫 after school 🏫 & some weekends & we went on at least 3 trips together. (Corrected to he not I’ve 11:40 pmpdt) He didn’t have children or a wife so I didn’t have to share him with anyone. We spent A LOT of time together which makes me think 💭 the incubus is lying 🤥 to me a lot. He NEVER physically hurt me. & he had a very cute expression on his face when he was h*rny, so much that I sometimes missed it/him. He didn’t buy me expensive jewelry. He bought me one necklace once which I unfortunately lost. It wasn’t anything expensive I think 🤔 although I guess I really don’t know. I assumed it wasn’t expensive. It wasn’t a diamond 💎 or any stone/gem like a diamond 💎 11:30 🕦 pmpdt. He was silly & serious & nice & nonviolent. He did cardio & karate 🥋. Karate 🥋 is I guess supposed to teach self restraint & self defense? & he wore glasses 👓 glasses 🤓. (Vag burning pain 11:32 pmpdt brain 🧠 skull 💀 pain nausea 11:33 pmpdt). His mom offered to buy me clothing for his cousins wedding. I borrowed my sisters dress 👗 bought cheap thongs which he was happy to see me wear Bcz I really had a nice a*s & cheap flip flops 🩴. She already gave him money 💰 to buy me food & I think his parents paid for my plane ✈️ tickets 🎫. Even though I probably should not have dated him, I dated him hoping for my feelings to grow for him. I went about it all wrong 😑. & I cried a lot which basically he took as a sign 🪧 to break up with me. 11:37 pmpdt it wasn’t meant to be. 11:38 pmpdt my first real boyfriend is nothing like the incubus. 11:38 pmpdt 11:42 pmpdt & he’s not famous & he’s not a genius & he’s not super rich 🤑 but he wasn’t poor. 11:43 pmpdt

11:52 pmpdt also, I guess on a subconscious level, Maybe I did not believe I could find any one else to want to be my boyfriend. Bcz of my Saint Lucia curse, bcz I got the feeling my mom didn’t really like me, maybe no one would like me & maybe I would become lonely like my father who had difficulty finding jobs in a good area as a high school 🏫 teacher 👨🏻‍🏫. 11:56 pmpdt there are things that may be my dad should not have said? About my mom. I don’t think 🤔 I should repeat it. My dad once said he knows something is wrong with him but he doesn’t know what it is /or why. Maybe 🤔 he has a similar curse? I am afraid 😱 to write ✍️ what I said to adnan, thinking 💭 if I write ✍️ it the incubus will punish me with it & I don’t have any life buffers left. I am warn (hot 😤🥵😤🥵😖😭 12 am pdt) worn down too much. I am at the end of my rope. Incubus really looks apathetic. I can’t believe he’s saying he doesn’t want to be away from home 🏠 as much as possible yet he dated stroh in person. 12:02 am pdt he’s really unbelievable 12:02 am pdt

[joonessence]

The moon // pjm

⤷part of the In the cards series

pairing: jimin x fem oc

summary: It’s never-ending, what Jimin feels for you is constant and boundless. But you don’t know, you’ve never known, and Jimin thinks that’s okay. Until you find out and think that it’s not.

rating: M (18+)

tags: friends to lovers au, smut in the forms of tit play, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, kinda sub jimin but not for long, very slight possessive jimin (squint to see it), unprotected sex, very slight praise kink, creampie, cum eating, i hate doing the tags y’all i think this is it

wc: 4k

notes: this is part of my tarot cards series so the banner below is the spread for this specific fic, kinda lets you know what to expect

Jimin can’t help but to watch you from across the room. His eyes follow your movements as you lightly shove Jungkook, teasing him about something Jimin isn’t following, deciding that his attention was better spent looking at you. This isn’t the first time Jimin has lost himself in observing you, in fact, it happens more often than he’d care to admit. At first, Jimin tried to control it, quickly averting his eyes when he realized he was staring just a little too hard. But soon, Jimin found it impossible to look away from you.

See, when Jimin first met you all those years ago, he realized quickly that he’d have trouble getting you off his mind. The way you made his heart beat too fast and his palms get all sweaty were sure signs that he had it bad for you. He figured it would go away soon because it was just a small crush, nothing to worry about. But for Jimin, it never did seem to go away. When he was with you, he just wanted to be closer to you, ensuring he always had the chair beside you to get a front row seat to your radiant smile. When he was away from you, all he did was think about you and your pretty laugh.

Yeah, Jimin’s got it really bad for you.

He thought about confessing to you countless times. Confessing that he ached to be beside you always, that no matter what he did he just couldn’t seem to get you out of his head. God, he wanted to tell you so bad. And he’d get close to it too, pulling you aside, saying he needed to tell you something important. Only, when the time came for him to speak, nothing would come out and he’d find himself scrambling to make something up on the spot.

Although he wishes you knew how he felt about you, Jimin thinks it’s okay that you don’t know. He’s happy to be in your life regardless. Even if he doesn’t get to be the one who takes you out and takes you home and takes your clothes off. God, Jimin wants to take your clothes off.

“Isn’t that right, Jimin?” Your voice directed towards him pulls Jimin out of his thoughts that are quickly turning obscene. “I mean, you know Jungkook pretty well. Wouldn’t you agree?”

You’re looking at him with your eyes wide, waiting for him to agree with you. You’re wearing such a simple outfit but Jimin thinks you look so pretty like this, loose dark green t-shirt half tucked into your jeans and your baby hairs framing your face. Jimin flushes at your prolonged attention on him.

“S-sorry, I wasn’t really listening,” Jimin stammers, partly because he was still unsure of what you were asking him and partly because you just make him nervous.

Jimin’s heart pounds in his chest when you narrow your eyes at him like you’re suspicious of his answer. Just as you open your mouth, Jungkook interrupts, taking your attention off of Jimin. He sighs out a shaky breath. That was a close one, Jimin can’t let you catch him staring like that again.

You and Jungkook continue your playful bickering about God knows what. Jimin doesn’t care enough to start listening, probably wouldn’t even be able to hear the two of you over the sound of his own heart beating so loudly. Sighing, he gets up and steps out onto the balcony for some much needed air.

Hearing his distressed sigh, you and Jungkook’s eyes follow Jimin as he walks away, running his hand through his hair as he goes. You turn to Jungkook with a confused face, silently asking if he knew what was wrong.

“Ah, I don’t know, just ignore him,” Jungkook says, not looking you in the eye.

Jungkook’s a terrible, horrible liar, always has been; you see right through it.

“What is it, Jungkook? Is he upset with me?” You question.

Jungkook scoffs, only making you more confused. You motion for him to continue.

“Jimin likes you,” Jungkook says as if it’s common knowledge and then pauses. “A lot.”

You think your heart stops for a second, before you come to your senses and punch Jungkook in the arm for joking around when you’re not.

“Ow! What was that for?” Jungkook pouts and rubs his arm trying to alleviate the pain.

“Jungkook, seriously. Stop kidding. What’s wrong with him these days?”

“I just told you! He likes you!”

Jimin likes you? Since when? There’s no way, you of all people wouldn’t have figured that out if it was true. But, the thought of it makes your cheeks burn. You always saw Jimin like an angel, something beautiful that you could never be with. It was why you never said anything, figured you’d spare yourself the heartache because nothing but embarrassment would come out of it anyway.

Just then, Jimin walks back in, immediately turning into his and Jungkook’s shared kitchen. You stare at Jungkook with your eyes wide, hoping he might explain more of the details.

“You know what’s wrong now,” Jungkook leans closer to you so Jimin doesn’t hear and whisper-yells. “He’s like head over heels for you, he doesn’t shut up about you!”

“He’s never said anything to me! How can I know for sure?” You whisper-yell back.

“Oh, trust me, you should hear him when he—” Jungkook shuts up when Jimin walks around the corner, headed down the hallway to his room. Jungkook gives you a ‘say something!!’ look and for some reason you listen to him.

“Jimin!” You call out after him, still trying to figure out what to say next.

He turns to you, “Yeah? What’s up?”

Your brain races to find something to say, but comes up short.

“Uh—,” You start, just to fill the space.

“She wanted to know if you’d come over tonight! Right?” Jungkook fills in and turns to you, nodding his head slightly so that you’d get the hint.

“R-right!” You nod your head rapidly.

“She asked me too but I have plans tonight. But you should go!” Jungkook sounds just as nervous as you feel. Terrible, horrible liar.

Jimin looks at you, slightly unsure at the way you and Jungkook are acting but then you send him this smile. This smile, that makes Jimin remember all that is good and pure in this world and he’s sold on your offer.

“Sure, when should I come over?”

“Umm, around 5?” You say, then remember the mess that is your one bedroom apartment. “Actually, how’s 6?”

“6 is good, I’ll see you then,” Jimin smiles at you sweetly before turning to make his way to his room.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Jimin’s coming over. He likes you and he’s coming over. Once you hear the door to Jimin’s bedroom click shut, you turn to Jungkook frantically.

“What should I do?” You ask, panic evident in your voice.

“What do you mean ‘what should you do?’” Jungkook obviously doesn’t understand your current dilemma.

You groan at his obliviousness, “I mean, how should I act? Now that I know he likes me?”

“Well,” Jungkook starts, turning to face you fully. “You like him back don’t you?”

Your cheeks burn and you nod slowly. You’ve never told anyone about your feelings for Jimin, out of fear that he’d find out.

“Okay, good. Your next step is obvious. Seduce him.”

You choke on nothing at his suggestion, you want to punch him in the face for even saying that. “Jungkook, are you crazy? How would I even know what to do?” Your hands come up to your temples, rubbing to try and soothe the imminent headache coming your way.

“Jimin is so desperate for you, do anything,” Jungkook reassures you. “Just make a move on him, I’m tired of hearing him in the shower every night.”

Your eyes widen, “Wait wha—”

“I’m not explaining, now go clean your place before Jimin sees how messy you really are,” Jungkook stands, straightening his shirt. “And good luck! Don’t bring Jimin back till well past 11:30, okay?”

“I hate you,” You groan, standing up too to grab your things before saying goodbye and calling out “I’ll see you later!” to Jimin.

Hearing the front door shut, Jimin scrambles into Jungkook’s room where he finds him laying down.

“Oh my god, what now?” Jungkook opens one eye to look at Jimin.

“I can’t go, I won’t be able to control myself,” The words fall out of Jimin’s mouth so quickly Jungkook struggles to catch them.

“Relax. It’s gonna be fine,” Jungkook sits up, motioning for Jimin to sit down beside him.

“How can you be so sure?” Jimin’s voice wavers, he’s so nervous.

“Just trust me, hyung,” Jungkook rubs Jimin’s shoulder, comforting him as much as he could.

“Okay,” The crease in Jimin’s brow has eased a bit. “I guess I’ll go get ready.”

Jimin spends his time picking out his outfit and hating it, then picking out a different one and hating that one too. He messes with his hair, trying to figure out what would look best. Jimin can’t seem to decide on anything. All the while, he’s trying to figure out what he should talk to you about, if he should show up with a gift, maybe flowers? Jimin pops into Jungkook’s room every so often, asking him every question that comes to mind and Jungkook tells him over and over again that he’s overthinking it. Jimin knows he’s probably right; he just can’t calm down when it comes to you.

Being good friends with him and his friends, Jimin saw you quite frequently. He loved seeing you, hearing you laugh at stupid jokes that were being said. And as much as he loved seeing you, most of the time, Jimin tried not to be alone with you. You get Jimin all flustered, make his hands get clammy, he can barely get out complete sentences when it’s just you and him.

Jimin sends you an “i’m here” text when he parks his car and you come down to meet him. He sucks in a breath when he sees you wearing a light yellow dress that hits your mid-thigh.

“Hi, Jimin,” You rock back on your heels, waiting for him to answer.

“H-hey, thanks for inviting me.” Is Jimin still breathing, it doesn’t feel like he’s still breathing.

You wave your hand at his thanks, “Come on.”

You grab his arm and lead him to the elevator, pushing the button to the fourth floor. Jimin’s still unsure if he’s breathing or not, but he has to say it.

“You look nice.” Your smile at his compliment practically blinds Jimin. “P-pretty.”

Your cheeks flame. Yeah, you dressed hoping he would like it but that didn’t mean you were expecting to hear him say it.

“T-thanks,” You bite your cheek and look down, praying Jimin doesn’t see just how red you’ve become.

The rest of the ride up is silent, save for Jimin tapping his fingers on the railing, trying to ease his nerves. You don’t have to lead Jimin to your apartment, he knows which one it is, having visited with Jungkook plenty of times. You fumble with your keys, hands shaking slightly at the idea of you and Jimin being alone.

“I got us some snacks,” You say as you open the door and direct him to the small coffee table that has bags of chocolate and candies and chips piled up.

“That’s… a lot of snacks,” Jimin turns to you and laughs softly.

“I wasn’t sure what to get, okay?” You mumble and turn to close the door (and to hide your, once again, flushed cheeks).

Jimin’s made his way to your living room, sitting on the floor with his back against the sofa. Taking a deep breath, you sit beside him reaching for the tv remote and handing it to Jimin.

Jimin doesn’t even remember what movie he picked. He keeps his eyes glued to the tv even though doesn’t like the movie because it’s better than losing himself in the way your crossed legs look in that dress. Doesn’t even want to think about how smooth your thighs would feel under his palms. Jimin is a weak, weak man, especially when it comes to you.

45 minutes into the movie Jimin picked you’re so uninterested in the movie you could die. You look over to Jimin, his eyes are unwavering from the tv, his hand stuck in the air with a chip in it, too busy to bring it up to his mouth. Even in his focused state he’s still the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen, lips puckered in confusion and his brows furrowed. You want to roll your eyes at him for not taking the perfect opportunity to say something to you. Leave it to yourself to make anything happen.

You slowly slide your hand across the short distance to his knee. You place it there lightly, feeling Jimin tense slightly underneath. His attention is now on your small hand, you can hear him gulp.

“Jimin,” you purr from beside him, squeezing his knee making him jolt. “Jungkook told me something today.”

Jimin gulps again, heart creating earthquakes inside his body. “W-what did he say?”

You turn your body towards him, sitting on your knees and sliding your hand just an inch higher. Jimin can’t make eye contact with you.

“Well, he told me something about you,”

Jimin’s breathing is shallow now, chest moving up and down quickly. You’re looking down at him with this look that makes him feel like he’s going to explode and Jimin thinks he probably will soon. Then you throw a leg over his lap, making yourself comfortable on his thighs and Jimin knows he’s going to combust.

“O-oh? W-what would that be?” He tries, really tries to sound cool, unaffected by your practically bare legs around him but fails.

Your clothed core against Jimin’s thigh provides instant relief to the pressure that had built up. You slide your hands up his toned chest, slinging your arms around his neck. Jimin flushes at your sudden closeness. He tries so hard not to ogle the way your tits squish together but the neckline of your dress is so low and Jimin can’t help it.

“Oh, come on, Jimin! I know you like me, know you wanna fuck me,” You say exasperatedly. “Jungkook told me!”

“He told you that?” Jimin looks horrified at Jungkook’s breach of trust.

“Well don’t you?” You cock your head to the side, baffled as to why he hasn’t pushed the skirt of your dress up to your waist by now.

Jimin carefully brings his hands to rest on your hips, still wary of the situation. Under his touch, your body feels like it’s on fire. You can feel your panties sticking to your soaking pussy. You move up Jimin’s thighs, your chest almost touching his.

“Don’t you, Jimin?” You repeat your question softly. “Just say it; I know you do.”

“F-fine. I like you,” Jimin blushes fiercely, mumbling under his breath. “Wanna fuck you. Can’t believe he told you.”

Your heart does twirls at Jimin’s confession. You duck your head down, trying to catch his eyes but he looks away.

“Jimin,” His name comes out so softly. “I like you too, you know.”

Jimin’s head shoots up, his eyes are wide and starting to water a bit. He’s wanted to hear you say those words for so long that maybe his mind is playing tricks on him. He couldn’t have heard you correctly, could he?

“R-really?” He asks so quietly, as if he says it any louder you might change your mind.

“Really,” You confirm, brushing your thumb against his soft cheek.

“Oh,” Jimin looks flustered now. “I didn’t know.”

“And now that you do?” You’re so close to begging him to just do something.

With his heart leaping, Jimin inches his face closer to yours. Jimin’s longed to know how your lips would feel for so long, they always look just so soft. He wants to know if they’re as soft as they look. His eyes flicker down to them, just in time to catch your tongue poking out to wet them. The sight makes Jimin surge forward, planting his lips on yours.

Jimin’s lips feel just like you imagined, plush and velvety against yours. His hand comes up to cup your cheek, tilting your head to the side. You want to savor your first kiss with him, really you do, but it seems your hips have a mind of their own when they move against the growing tent in Jimin’s pants. You can’t contain the whine that tumbles out of your mouth, much like Jimin can’t control the groan he lets out.

“Jimin,” It comes out muffled against his lips.

Jimin doesn’t dare to take his lips off yours, only letting out a low “hm?” in response.

It takes all your strength to pull away from him, but you're desperate to feel him touch you.

“Do you wanna take my dress off?” You ask, already pushing a strap down.

Jimin’s hand doesn’t move fast enough to push down the other strap making the dress fall slightly. He groans at the sight of the tops of your breast being exposed. His hands pull down the neckline of your dress, nipples pebbling as they are exposed to the cold air. His hands come up to cup them softly, just pressing the pads of his fingers into the flesh.

“Jimin,” You whine. “Do something.”

Leaning forward, Jimin licks a circle around your nipple, rolling the other between his thumb and index finger. The cry you let out is lewd and it’s music to Jimin’s ears. His tongue rubs over your nipple before he latches on it, sucking roughly. Your fingers tangle in the strands of Jimin’s hair, pushing him as close to you as possible.

“God, I love your tits,” Jimin confesses before moving to the other nipple.

You let out a pathetic moan, pushing your crotch down on Jimin’s, craving any kind of relief. Jimin moans around your nipple, sending vibrations throughout your body. He removes his mouth from you, leaning back and kneading your breasts with both hands. You flush under his intense gaze, hips still rocking back and forth.

“Can I taste you?” The  obscenity of what he says and the politeness of Jimin’s voice don’t match up sending shivers down your spine.

“Y-yeah, please.”

You let Jimin guide you to the floor, placing a pillow under your head and another under your hips. He pulls the dress down your legs, setting it to the side with care. You giggle at that, it’s so Jimin, and he sends you a small smile. Between your legs, Jimin runs his palms up and down your thigh (they’re just as soft as he thought they would be). Leaning down, he kisses up your thigh to the band of your panties, placing soft kisses there too. Your body buzzes under Jimin’s lips.

“Gonna take this off,” Jimin murmurs against your skin.

He rolls them your legs, placing them aside, using the same care he did with the dress. You’d giggle again but the way Jimin’s taking in the sight of your dripping pussy clenching around nothing makes the giggle get caught in your throat.

“So pretty,” Jimin sounds in awe as he traces the puffy lips of your cunt.

His praise makes your face flush. His fingers trace lightly around you before he pushes forward and leaves a wet kiss on your fluttering clit.

“J-Jimin,” You gasp at the feeling of his tongue, taking short quick flicks against you.

He travels down to your clenching hole, licking a thick stripe all the way up to your clit, sucking harshly.

You sob loudly, closing your legs around Jimin’s head. His arms wrap around your thighs to keep them open.

“You taste so good,” Jimin divulges before continuing his attack on your clit.

His fingers probe lightly against your drenched core, dipping them in lightly before taking them out again. You push your hips down on his face, greedy for more of him. You can feel him smirk against you at your urgency. He pushes two fingers in slowly, waiting until you’ve gotten used to the stretch before pulling them out and shoving them back in. You throw your head back in ecstasy, calling out Jimin’s name.

“So wet for me, all for me,” Jimin says it like he can’t believe it.

His fingers scissor inside you, curling when he hears you moan loudly, his tongue still assaulting your clit. He can feel you tightening around him, your walls fluttering.

“Jimin,” You call out warningly. “I-I’m so close.”

“That’s good, baby,” He says proudly, speeding up the pace of his fingers.

“N-no, wanna cum around you,” It comes out of your mouth brokenly.

Jimin groans against your clit, sending another wail out of your mouth. You whine when he pulls his fingers out even though it was your doing. Jimin quickly rids himself of his jeans, the tightness of them was starting to get painful. He situates himself between your legs again, grabbing his cock and pumping it a few times before rubbing the tip against your folds.

“Jimin,” You plead, impatient to feel Jimin stretch you. “Please.”

Jimin pushes in slowly, letting out a whine when he can feel you stretch around him. You cling to his shoulders, making crescent marks with your fingernails.

“Y-you feel fucking amazing,” Jimin pants. “Holy shit.”

You moan loudly as Jimin starts driving his cock further inside you. Jimin’s lips find your neck, leaving wet kisses down the base.

“Feels so good, Jimin.”

Your hands tangle in his hair again, pulling at the roots causing Jimin to moan.

“Been waiting forever to fucking do this,” Jimin says between thrusts. “Don’t ever wanna fucking stop.”

“T-then don’t.”

Jimin’s rhythm speeds up, thrusting in and out of you roughly. With one hand beside your head steadying him, he reaches his other hand down to your clit, rubbing in circles with two fingers. The obscene squelching sound of your pussy and you and Jimin’s moan bounce off the walls.

“J-Jimin, I’m close, so f-fucking close,” You sob loudly, tears welling in your eyes.

“Kiss,” You reach out for Jimin, trying to pull him down to you. “Kiss me, please.”

Jimin obliges happily, smashing his swollen lips on yours. Your pussy clenches around him before your release gushes out. You see stars as your legs shake around him.

“Good girl, my good girl,” Jimin praises, still thrusting inside you, chasing his own release.

As you come down from your orgasm, Jimin’s trusts become sporadic, signalling to you that he’s close too.

“Cum inside, please.”

Jimin looks at you like he’s never heard something more pleasing. You watch his face crumple in bliss as he releases inside you, covering your walls in white.

Chest heaving, Jimin slumps forward, careful not to put all his weight on you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You’re both sweaty and it might have felt gross to Jimin if this was someone else, but this was you and Jimin has loved you for so long.

When he catches his breath, he moves down your body to look at you. Jimin never wants to forget the way your pussy looks when his cum is dripping out of it. You whine at the sensitivity when he swipes his tongue against you, collecting your mixed arousal. He leans back up to kiss you, letting you taste him and yourself on his tongue. And that might have felt gross to you if this was someone else, but this was Jimin and you have loved for so long.

Jimin pulls away with a satisfied smile, laying down beside you.

“So, what did Jungkook tell you?”

You turn to him with a smirk on your face, “Told me you think about me in the shower.”

Jimin’s face turns redder than you’ve ever seen it.

“I’m gonna kill him, seriously.”

“Really?” You tease, tracing your finger on Jimin’s chest. “I think we should thank him.”

“You’re right,” Jimin concedes. “I’m gonna thank him and then kill him.”

[mithliya]

hey i just wanted to say thank you for talking about your SA. i actually had a very similar experience w/ a guy i was really good friends with in high school.

he was my best friend, but i got pressured into dating him by my friends, family, his parents. (his mom guilted me into being w/ him 🙄 practically stalked me til i said yes)

he ended up abusing me for nearly 3 years.

and in that time i wrote stupid notes or letters to him making sex jokes cuz i was a KID. the lawyer we hired blamed me for his actions bc of the letters bc of he did 🤦🏻‍♀️

but even still, some weird part of me misses our friendship that we had before other people started meddling in our business. it makes me feel guilty sometimes, and other times it's relief. iunno trauma is weird.

uh but yeah. thank you for sharing, i know it's hard to talk about and be open with this sort of thing. i just wanted to say that you aren't alone as a lesbian who wrote dumb things as a kid or who missed/misses what friendship you had before your friend SA'd.

i think it's also extremely fucked up for people to judge your sexuality based on the way you tried to cope in the past, let alone now.

just know that a lot of women, myself included, really appreciate you being here c:

hey thank u for sharing ur story with me ❣️ honestly the thing that rly hurt about it looking back is it was in a v vulnerable time in my life. i rly had practically nobody. i lost almost all my friends bc i was suddenly a "whore" for getting raped. i would get these messages on all my social media accounts like "you deserved it" "you were seducing him" "haha hes living a good life and youre cutting yourself looooooooool pathetic!!". my friend group went from a lot of my school (small school but its normal for bahrain) to like ... 4 people in bahrain. one of them was that guy that had a crush on me since we were like 11. he would stand between me n my rapist and went to the principal about it so that i would have lesser proximity and was one of the only people who seemed to empathise w my situation. i felt quite indebted to him n everyone would repeatedly call me an idiot and tell me i should be with him and my mom would say she wishes he could be her son in law or w/e and at one point he started insisting that we are together despite me telling him no we are not & that i dont want to be w him. i gave up on saying no eventually n just went along with all of it. i felt like i was stupid for saying no ??? ppl kept telling me i was n i was like huh i guess i am. never said no again rly, up until the very end where i could no longer ignore it n keep putting myself thru any of that. after leaving that situation i saw how fucked up it was that there were all these obvious signs and me obviously signalling TO HIS FACE that i dont want to be w him, that im not interested in him, that it was further traumatising me n harming my mental health, and also the times where what he was doing would fall under SA....idk i felt stupid for facing one male friend taking advantage of me and then another one doing it soon after right in front of my face n i thought it was somehow different and normal and ok simply bc i wasnt getting downright threatened. but i know if someone else didnt hear my rape story n tell me "uh thats rape and thats fucked up" to begin with i wouldve also probably let that happen again n again too n not thought much about that while getting traumatised until afterwards too.

anyways... im glad that ur out of that situation. im sorry that we have some shared trauma there. shit like this is why i dont even trust "nice guys" anymore fr. i dont think that many ppl can rly understand that sort of situation and i can get how its confusing, bc it was a confusing time for me too. but idk why they think theyd know better than me about my own life either lol